#i enjoy your social media au even if the pics don’t match

[momimf1ne]

every time i read an f1 social media au and the author isn’t using faceless pics for the drivers/ y/n i yell internally

BECAUSE 2016 wattpad would’ve STRANGLED you fr

y/n is blonde in one picture but has brown hair in the next???? JAIL

celebrity has a different hair color than in real life???? JAIL

the amount of time my 15 year old self put into scrolling through the entirety of weheartit just to find the perfect picture is INSANE

[pinktatertots99]

And also for the Misc Prompts - 5. Can I pet your dog? Do I know you? Fooooor I don't know? Maybe the Padpa Troll Marvus, was it?

AIGHT i can do this, iiii can do this. -blugh first time writin hiveswap shit that isnt au stuffs-

human au time!

Sentence Starters

5. “Can I pet your dog?” “Do I know you?”

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your name is marvus xoloto, world renowned slammin poet for the masses and you have found the goodest of all the holy spirits creatures in your sites.

your currently covered up in a plain purple hoodie, black baggy pants spray painted commissioned sneakers and a fanciful insignia'd purple mask. granted you just needed to hide your luxurious mane and keep your show paint off and most people wouldn't recognize you except for your super fans and stalkers.

your sitting in a seat on the subway, decidin to take some time off and enjoy the sites of this city before you'd have to go back and work on getting your shows ready and rehearsing but right now you will not do either that unless you pet dat dog a couple seats away from you.

nobody else is sitting in them so you have clear view of dog in sight. a usual lookin brown and white collie you think? them lassie lookin dogs yknow the one. attatched to it's leash is its owner who looks like she stepped out of a lesbian cowgirl romcom in faded jeans, button up brown shirt, cowboy boots that're definietly for work then fashion, matching brown gloves and her hair chocolate brown hair cascading over her sunkissed skin.

you look around, barely anyone else is around your sitting area or on the left side of the train while they all be on the right side as you move to slide over; she doesn't notice. you slide to the next and she takes her phone out. you decide to stay like this cause sittin side to side ain't your thing.

her dog notices as their tail wags. you put on your best extroverted personality but tone it down enough to not be noticable if she knows you as you speak up.

"ayuh, min' if pet ya doge?" she looks up at you confused. "wha?"

"c'n i pet ya dog?" you ask more bluntly as she looks between you and her dog. "ohh yah shure thin'." she replies her accent thick and country as the dog gets into your sight and yo go pettin em. "her name's lady."

"niiiiice lil lady." you respond petting under her chin and side of her cheek as she nuzzles into it, melting like butter on a kitchen counter when it's ninety-nine degrees in california. your heart is melting at the sight that you don't notice cowgirl giving you an eyebrow arch.

"...do i, know ya?" she asks as the subway stops, you smirk under your mask. "dun th'nk so." you respond taking out your bejeweled phone cased phone in purple, gold and pink. "is it aigh't if i snap a flash?"

"pardon?"

"take a pic."

"oh! yah shure shure." she responds moving the dog to calm down. "i uh, got myself a blog a' pics a' her, if ya wan-" your already bringing up your phone's notes as the other passangers go first as you take down her site's account and both of you wave eachother off once you leave.

___________________

your name is skylla koriga and your currently sitting on your couch, lady in your lap as your in your shorts and tank topped pajamas with a towel over your hair. your currently checking out your social media accounts, looking at one of your new followers with the name name 'MX:O)"

you decide to click it, and proceed for the rest of the evening nearly rolled over and almost knocking your head on the small table you have when you screamed and realized THE marvus xoloto long renowned slam poet is following your silly dog blog and wondering how!?

[toukenramblings]

Modern AU: House Husband!Kasen Kanesada

I WON’T LIE THAT I THOUGHT ABOUT HOUSE HUSBAND KASEN A LOT DURING WORK LMAO. ENJOY

Warnings: Sfw+Nsfw, BAD POETRY

SFW

Kasen is no doubt an early riser, but more so along the lines of reluctant riser. He values his sleep no doubt, and will mumble and grumble as he slowly opens his eyes and wakes up. Kasen is also a kind of man who needs caffeine (tea or coffee, depends on what he’s feeling like at the time and his coffee has to be extra sweet with a cute little whipped cream swirl on top, don’t ask) to fully function. He’s sluggish when he wakes up. A kiss will be just as nice as his morning drink too! He will flush when you give him a morning kiss but will happily kiss you back before telling you to go brush your teeth.

Kasen is also pretty damn good at cooking. Will also stylize his dishes and post them to social media. But he is also posting poetry, aesthetically pleasing shots, and hes that one aesthetic blog on social media or something. His captions on food pics aren’t flashy or anything of the sort, it’s just a mere post and maybe a lil haiku in the description of how proud he is to have made it, or something of the sort!

Most of the posts on his social media are beautiful shots of you, framing your gorgeous self and of course the caption is just a poem that spans like 50 pages of how much he loves you.

When he gets up, he’ll help you chose your clothes for work! Most of the time it’s done the night before, set out on your desk or something.

Your lunch always has a little note tucked into it, most likely a poem of encouragement. 

Date nights are always consisting of book reading, poetry writing, or dance nights! It doesn’t have to be out of the house but if it is, damn right is Kasen going to look BEAUTIFUL. Will make sure you two have matching outfits. Also adores it when you two match, wittingly or not!

Is not shy about sharing clothing with you. Sure perhaps it’s smaller/bigger for him to wear but who the hell cares???? He loves you and damn right he will show it off! Flushes when you wear his clothing and will shyly admit that he adores it. 

Kasen is a bit of a shopaholic. He also has a bit of a habit of impulse buying things: stuff you like, stuff he likes, matching items for you two to wear together. Hell shopping dates are common between you two! Sure Kasen will try to steal the bags from you and forbid you from holding his stuff but it's just showing that he cares. You're his muse after all, don’t be surprised if he suddenly stops at a random store with clothing he thinks suits you! He will drop everything and drag you inside to see if anything will suit you! 

Will 100% show up at your workplace to bring you lunch personally, your coworkers cannot help but be enamored with your husband, his elegance, how he walks, how he is cordial with everyone he meets but almost lights up when he sees you. Everyone teases you at work that you have such a cute husband who always leaves you with a peck on your cheek and lunch - Kasen probably has a side business of making poems to help people confess/make their partner happy! 

The only PDA you’re getting from Kasen is hand-holding and cheek kisses, that’s that. Ain’t no one allowed to see your happy little face when you two kiss. You surprising him with PDA on the other hand will end him, flushed face, turns away, mumble something that it’s inappropriate before diving in to give you a taste of your own medicine.

NSFW

Shibari. Lingerie. Whatever the hell. Kasen adores a sense of beautiful elegance and will not hesitate to pick out some lingerie for you, taking in how your body is made/shaped, colors that suit you, material, what you like, so on and so forth! He’s...a regular at this one sex shop. The cashier knows Kasen by name and they regularly have debates on what kind of stuff you should wear.

Though if you surprise him with picking out something yourself Kasen will be just as happy to see you like that! Not before wanting to make you into a sobbing fucked out mess but he loves it when you have something underneath your clothing!

Sexting consists of nothing but long ass poems of EXACTLY what Kasen will do to you that night. It’s like 60 pages long but it’s WORTH IT. If you’re lucky, you’ll sometimes see HIM in lingerie, sending you naughty little pictures of what he’s wearing. And then there are audio clips that are like just him reading his naughty poetry to you. He won’t send videos often but when they do, HOOOO BOI. 

“Your lips are of liquor, for even a glance at them gets me drunk. A flush against your cheeks, roses cascading down your form, dipping under the twine and silk that dares to bar my way. 

“Forever let me stay within your heart, your breast, your soul, they beat as one. Our hands collide, fingers seeking with earnest, I never want to leave you.”

“Paint your body white, forever with my dear love, I am enamored.”

Nothing but body worship here my friends. Kasen will draw out paintings and poems with his tongue on your skin if he must. Hickies are placed only in the most intimate of places. He doesn’t mind marking up your neck, oh no! It’s fine but this is an art piece that only he is allowed to see. 

And then we get to his tongue. He is a poet, he has a silver tongue, he knows how to use that damn thing. Will adore it when you two suck on each other’s fingers. 

You two are fucking in the bedroom, that’s it. You two can tease each other all you want around the house, but the bedroom is a sacred place. He won’t lie that he hasn’t thought about fucking you in his studio/office but is also worried of making a mess. So that’s more or less off of the table. 

Your wedding night was nothing short of slow and lovely, Kasen wouldn’t even initiate the act until much later. You two would just lie there in a bed, kissing and tracing each other’s forms until you are satisfied. Oh so slow languid kisses shared, hands tangling in hair. Kasen would be slow, taking his time with you. He wants to savor that moment, when you two have sex the first time as a married couple; wanting to etch that into his body and memory. 

Yes Kasen might have a slight oral fixation, but you look me in the eye and tell me gagging Kasen wouldn’t be a cute as fuck sight. He never wants to be blindfolded though, he has to see you!! No way are you hiding your beautiful form from him!

Aftercare is so tender and sweet, his hands would massage every joint and every inch of your body, pressing sweet kisses and whispering praises. A bottle of water, and of course, making sure that you two are clean - bed sheets too. Gonna change those no matter how tired he is. 

[angelixskz]

↳ pairing; seo changbin x reader

↳ genre; suggestive, fluff if you squint, soulmate!au 

↳ summary; your leg is killing you, but that doesn’t stop you from getting a new tattoo. 

↳ word count; 2,448

HAPPY BELATED CHANGBIN DAY! I hope he had an amazing day and that he smiled till his cheeks hurt. I hope that he ate well, stayed safe and overall go all the happiness that he deserves. 

↳ a/n; I got a little carried away with this fic, just a tiny bit. thank you to @haechaaaaaaanssi​ for beta reading and helping me make this header because my brain does not understand the concept of headers. hugs for janna. anyways, I hope that you enjoy this angels <3

↳ inspo; these pics and touchy feely by ro james (can y’all believe that someone gave that to me as a song rec lol)

↳ warning(s); making out

It was getting harder and harder to walk towards the parlor.

You weren’t sure if it was because of the nerves partying in your stomach or the increasing pressure around your right calf, or maybe, it was both. Turning back briefly, you saw your friend give you a thumbs up. The tiny encouragement sparked an ounce of determination, and with that, you tightened your grip on the warm cup of coffee in your hand and pushed open the door to the dimly lit tattoo parlor with a blinking neon ‘open sign’.

Presented in front of you was a small waiting room, the lighting as dark as the tinted windows showed. Covering the wall behind the wooden front counter were various pictures of previous customers’ designs. Decorated on the other black-painted walls were simply just framed sketches. 

You were alone in the parlor.

Light shone behind the black curtains leading to, what you presumed, were the work stations for the employees. You could faintly hear the buzz of machinery and the hum of a fan. The pain in your leg thumped your hand into action. Hesitantly, you pressed on the bell resting on the counter.

As you waited, you turned your attention back to the framed papers hanging on the walls. They were all very pretty, but they didn’t compare to the one that you had in mind. Remembering the piece of paper, you reached into your back pocket. It was odd how you came about it; simply waking up at the crack of dawn with a pencil in hand and a beautiful sketch of vines and flowers on a white sheet of paper in front of you. At that moment, you were heavily thinking about pursuing your career as an artist. Instead, your friend convinced you to get it tattooed on your body. 

The first tattoo parlor that came to mind was the one across the street, conveniently, right across the cafe you worked at. 

“That regular who never talks works there, right?” 

Of course Felix would remind you of Changbin, the seemingly never smiling tattoo artist who would only utter his order before leaving to his table. You looked at the sketches hanging under his name. While they were all very pretty, one specific design caught your interest. 

Stepping away from the oddly short counter and past the worn out leather seats sitting next to the entrance door, you shot one hand out towards the one paper hanging loosely by a transparent blue tac pin. The ache started to increase, almost as if the vines imprinted on the skin of your leg were tightening. 

Before you could fully compare your own design to his, a hand shot past your ear. 

“Can I help you?” came out the gruff voice. 

You turned around with a grimace. With each second that ticked, the ache in your calf didn’t seem to falter. For a moment, you held your breath, for you were met with the dark gaze of the Changbin. He always looked peaceful while drawing in his sketchbook as he occasionally glanced outside the window to observe the people passing by, yet here, he didn’t look too happy with his furrowed brows and irritated dip of his lips. 

Glancing down at the harsh grip he held on the paper with his right hand, you explained that you were here to get a tattoo. Your gaze lingered on the ink peeping through the crumpled lines. “This… is a tattoo place, right?” you questioned, finding the courage to look back up at him.

Perhaps your words confused him because his once irritated expression morphed into one that you could only describe as a constipated scrunch. His eyes squinted slightly, brows accompanied by line etched in between and a slightly gapped mouth.

“Did you read the sign that says Stray Tattoos?”

You smiled brightly at the boy, “Of course not, I just randomly decided to visit this mysterious looking store across my cafe.”

He clicked his tongue before turning around and walking behind the counter. You followed along, hoping that your limp wasn’t showing as you struggled to deal with the horrid throbbing in your leg. 

“You have a design in mind?” he asked, bringing out his sketchbook. 

“That one,” you told him.

He raised a brow at your pointed finger. The paper he previously tore from the wall was still clutched in his hand. “No.”

You blinked, “What?”

“It’s not a design.”

“Then why was it on the wall?”

Changbin stared at you with an unreadable expression, “It’s not now, so go choose a different design.”

You frowned, “Why can’t I get that one?”

“I told you, it’s not a design for sale,” he pursed, “and you most definitely did not have this in mind. It’s not posted on our website or any of our social media accounts.” His frown deepened, confusion written in his eyes, “Even if it was, no one should be able to see the design.”

He mumbled the last part, but you managed to catch onto his small words. You smiled cheekily in response, “Well maybe I’m special since I’m able to see it.” 

Wholeheartedly, you meant it as a joke. Changbin’s dead serious face didn’t seem to take it as a joke. He wanted to say, ‘you must be’ but he knew better–soulmates don’t exist.  

He rolled his eyes, “Whatever. The point is, you can’t get this tattoo.”

You pursed your lips, “Fine, then I want this one.” You pulled out the folded piece of paper from your back pocket and slapped it onto the counter. Changbin’s eyes widened as he stared at the identical design you gave him.

Before he had a chance to speak, he was interrupted by the voice of a blond boy with a dimpled grin. “Are you giving our customer a hard time?” he chastised.

“Hello there! I’m Chan.” He placed a hand on the shoulder of his fellow grumpy co-worker. “Don’t mind Changbin here, he woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.”

Changbin slapped away the hand of his friend.

“See,” Chan whispered, a hand covering his mouth from Changbin’s view, “he’s a bit sensitive today.”

You chuckled, “It’s okay, I just gave him my design.” 

Chan followed your gesture towards the folded paper that Changbin was holding against another crumpled paper. Confusion flashed in Chan’s eyes for a brief moment before he hid it with a gleam of playfulness. “I see, you guys are exchanging secret sketches.”

“Secret sketches?” you echoed.

“Yeah, did you guys use invisible ink or something–” he vaguely gestured towards the papers–”because there’s nothing on there.”

You would’ve laughed at him if it weren’t for the pinch of pain that pulsed through your leg. 

“What do you mean? There’s designs on both of those papers,” you frowned.

Something sparked in Chan’s eyes and he gave a knowing look to Changbin. 

There was a silent battle of glances between the two, one that you witnessed without much focus. You were too busy remembering the bothersome prickling in your leg. Frown deepening, you focused on the warmth of the coffee cup you held in your hand, hoping that the warmth could transfer to your leg. You cleared your throat. “Well if today isn’t a good time, I can just leave. Oh, and uh,” you placed the now cooling cup down on the counter, “this is for you, Changbin, since you didn’t come to the cafe today.”

You bit the inside of your lip, hating how the pain increased tenfold when Changbin made eye-contact with you. You gave a slight nod and let out a silent wince when you turned around–conveniently missing how he expressed a small grimace. 

“Wait,” he called out, “You can get the tattoo.”

-

You anxiously wiggled in the black leather chair when Changbin entered the room. 

Wordlessly, he sat down on a chair next to you. He didn’t seem to be concerned that you didn't have any pants on, but then again, he hasn’t glanced once at you since he arrived. He was quite content on his needles, jaw clenched. Your leg throbbed, unbearingly so–you let out a whimper.

He casted his eyes on yours, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you weakly replied, “just nervous.”

“First time?”

You nodded. Slowly, he trailed his gaze down your neck, past your chest and down to your bare legs. He stayed focused on the vines wrapped around your calf–a new wave of pain washed over you. 

“But it looks like you already got one? Unless it’s fake,” he observed, your wince unnoticed by the fact that he tried to ignore the insufferable sting in his right shoulder. “These vines match the ones on your calf,” he added. 

“Would you believe me if I said that it was marked there when I was born?” you managed to gasp out, sweat starting to form against your hairline despite the wind blowing towards you.

Pain clear in your voice, he quickly turned to you with concern, “Are you sure you’re okay? We can do this another day.”

“I’m-” before you could utter ‘fine’, you let out a yelp, your hand moving to your calf to rub away the pain. Changbin dropped the needle on the floor and instinctively reached for your extended hand. 

Suddenly, it stopped. 

Everything stopped, it seemed. The needle stopped midway to the ground, the fan blowing in the corner froze, the clock’s hand paused, the rapid acceleration of your heart slowed, but most importantly, the ache in your leg dissipated. 

Your breath hitched when the vines around your leg started to unravel. You felt breathless as they grew. You followed as the vine slowly trailed up your leg, the slow beat of your heart suddenly loud in your ears when you saw another vine out of the corner of your eye. 

There were no words you could speak when you realized that the other vine was trailing down Changbin’s arm. You spared a quick glance up at his eyes. They sparkled with the same awe as yours. Letting out a breath of disbelief, you looked back down at the two vines moving towards each other. Your vine moved up to Changbin’s knuckles that were touching the skin of your thigh and connected to his vine that curled around his wrist. 

When the two vines interlocked, pure serenity fell over the two of you. Flower buds blossomed in the trails of the vines. Slowly, Changbin let go of your hand. Once the two of you were no longer touching, time resumed; the needle started falling again, the fan resumed cooling the room, the clock started to tick, your heart never actually stopped beating but it sure felt like it, and the ache in your leg throbbed faintly. The vines started to retract, budding flowers starting to disappear.

As light as a feather, Changbin touched one of the flower buds. The two of you were sucked back into a frozen universe within a split second. His thumb smoothened over the bud as it started to blossom, vines extending and curling towards his touch. You could only watch with a held in breath as he leaned closer towards the flower. As if in a trance, he pressed his lips softly against your skin. The pillowly touch of his lips was light, yet it still managed to make your heart flutter and it elicited a gasp from your mouth. 

Too in awe at the colors inking your skin and flooding the outlined flower, you failed to notice how Changbin regretted his action. It wasn’t until he pulled away did you realize that he was spouting out countless apologies–he thought that he overstepped his boundaries.

Before he could fully dismiss his touch, you cupped his face. You tried not to get distracted by the vines creeping up his neck and growing to where you hand lie. 

“Hey,” you murmured, “it’s okay.”

His brown eyes were blown wide, a haze swirling in the galaxy of his iris. “Are you sure-”

You chuckled and nuzzled your nose against his, “Did you know how many times I thought that this vine on my leg was some useless birthmark? Never did I ever think that it was my soulmate mark.”

“I thought soulmates didn’t exist anymore,” he admitted, eyes glancing down at your lips for a moment.

“I didn’t either, although, I did feel a certain pull towards you whenever you visited the shop,” you confessed, “but then again, that could’ve been because I thought you were cute.”

He raised a brow, “Cute?”

You smiled, “Yes, cute with your beanie and sketchbook, just drawing away while admiring the pedestrians passing by.”

Something about you calling him cute didn’t sit well in his stomach. “Cute,” he repeated, almost scoffing out. Your heart started to speed up as he slightly pushed you into the chair. He hovered over you, breath mixing with yours. He pecked kisses from the corner of your lips all the way down to your collarbone. Flowers bloomed and colors exploded on the flesh of the two of you.

Together you painted a beautiful picture. 

Your breaths became shallow as you felt his tongue swipe against your skin. He colored your skin as he moved back up. His kisses trailed along your jaw and aimed at the corner of your mouth, never quite planting his lips on yours.

“Kiss me,” you whispered.

With a small smirk, he slowly connected his lips with yours. There was no hurry in his actions, afterall, the clock was no longer ticking. He never stayed more than a second before pulling away. His eyes glimmered with amusement as you chased after his lips each time. 

“Changbin,” you whined when he disconnected his mouth from yours for the nth time.

The way you breathed out his name made him break. 

He pushed his mouth against yours, teeth clashing and temperature rising. His tongue swiped along your bottom lip. Saliva mixed together just as the vines around you twirled within each other. The leather beneath you started to stick to you as you wiggled around. 

You tugged at the hem of his shirt which prompted him to quickly remove the material. With hot pants leaving your mouth, you marveled over the numerous vines penned from his neck, connected to his shoulder blades and curling down to his torso. You trailed your hands along the path of vines, flowers blooming with each touch. When he exhaled a shaky breath, you chuckled.

“Cute,” you teased, pressing a kiss to a flower on his jaw. 

The color pouring into the petals of the flower contrasted the darkness that engulfed his eyes. 

He mocked your chuckle, “Oh, baby, I’ll show you cute.”

[tdystmr]

college student! jackson x sugar daddy! mark // sugar daddy x baby socmed au

b a c k g r o u n d i n f o 🍓

jackson is THE popular kid despite him having his own set of financial problems. he lives with a foster family because his parents died in a car accident when he was 11, but still grew up to be a well-mannered, cheerful boy

mature 21 year old who knows his strenghts and weaknesses. very motivated and hard working, but tends to fall for the bad type rather than good influences. is also too nice and sweet to point out other’s mistakes and flaws so he usually goes along with whatever his friends do. has always wanted to move out because as much as he loves his foster family, he knows that they struggle with their own swt of problems as well and feels like a burden now that college fees are piling up

mark is a millionaire, successful bachelor at the fine age of 29. recognised for his success in starting and building his own business at 22, took him only 7 years to reach his current success of a multi-million enterprise in Seoul trading and exporting goods.

is a very mysterious figure to the press because he is extremely private about his life outside of work. lives alone, has no known dating history, only known family is his family in USA ands seems to be completely disinterested in relationships under than a tight-knit group of friends. the press would love to get some dirt on this successful businessman.

jjp are mark’s close friends and a power couple of Korea ( lgbtq+ rs are supported in korea in this au ) and have always wanted him to look for a partner. yugyeom, mark’s other close friend, also wants him to not be so lonely anymore since he’s pushing 30 already.

meanwhile, youngjae + bambam are jackson’s best friends. youngjae’s fam is jackson’s foster fam while the three of them all attend Seoul University tgt. they’re close friends because they all share an interest in music and just enjoy each other’s company. they’re the same age in this au, so they met at the usual freshmen orientation drinking session and bambam almost puked on jackson’s crotch. ever since then, they’ve been inseparable.

youngbam are also well known in the school - youngjae for performing on stage every year at the annual talent show while bambam is known for his cool style and being the vice president of the dance club.

p l o t 🍓

jackbamjae are joking arnd in their gc abt life after college when jackson finally tells them his plan to move out of his foster home after they finish their second year of college. yj ofc objects because he doesn’t see js as a burden, but respects jackson’s decision because js insists.

bambam suggests a sugar daddy website to get money. ofc, both of the other two question him on how he got to know such a site existed. he tells them that ten ( pres of the dance club ) got to know his bf through this site. bam tells them that it isn’t super shady or wtv and the men aren’t so bad at all

js says wtv and gives it a go, so he signs up with the help of bamjae. he has a basketball friendly match, so he rushes off after that

at the same time, mark’s bday is approaching. jjgyeom are planning a surprise for him and hopefully, it’ll include some sort of a date that mark will agree to go on. yugyeom had also come across the sugar daddy website by simply lurking on the nsfw side of the internet and jjp have learnt not to question him too much on what he does in his free time.

he found js’s profile and knowing mark’s type, immediately suggested the idea to jjp. jb, who’s been mark’s longest friend, says that mark might not completely be opposed to it because he knows that mark has been stressed lately and a way to let out that frustration would be good. jy, on the other hand, cautions that mark might not like the idea because mark is the kind of guy to value genuine relationships over meaningless hookups, not to mention paying someone for sex and whatnot. despite that, the three arrive at mark’s place on the night of his bday to surprise him

yg suggests the idea to mark after they’ve all had some dinner and mark obv gets mad at first. he says exactly what jy had said, but calms down after jjgyeom explain that they’ve all been worried about how he’s coping and don’t want him to be alone and stressed anymore. mark sees that his friends have good intentions and decides to give it a go, starting the convo with jackson over the website that night after all his friends have left

after about a week of weird dms and some actually good interactions over the site, jackson is about to give up because he hasn’t found anyone truly interested in talking and not just sex. then, he gets mark’s dm

the two hit it off immediately and they end up texting till 3am. they exchanged socmed accounts before they went to bed as well, and js decides to tell bamjae in the morning abt it.

they obv know who the hell mark tuan is and are freaking out over this. jackson rmbs that mark had told him not to spread this and realises that’s the reason why. he warns bamjae not to tell anyone, even their other close friends. bamjae suggest for him to keep texting and to even meet mark on the weekend.

they meet and it goes well and stuff, them slowly establishing their own sort of relationship. they’re more platonic than sexual most of the time, but they do look for each other when they’re horny and in need of release

one day, the press captures mark waiting for js after school at seoul uni + js getting into his car. they post an article with a caption insinuating that mark has a secret relationship, which he fires down with an instagram post about invading his privacy and posting false rumours. he does this because he’s scared that js might be affected.

js is affected, because he realises that he doesn’t mind being in a genuine relationship with mark at all. he tells bamjae ofc, and they help him to realise that he might have developed feelings for the older man. he freaks out because that isn’t part of the deal of being a sugar baby but he doesn’t want to cut mark off either

it’ll end happily, definitely, but the angst will come right after this and i hope it’ll be good :<

e x t r a c t f r o m f i r s t c o n v o 🍓

Yien_duan_

Hey, is this Wangpuppy825?

Wangpuppy825

that’s me! you can call me jackson ☺️

Yien_duan_

Oh, okay sure. I’m Mark. How old are you again?

Wangpuppy825

i’m 21 this year 🤩 wbu?

Yien_duan_

I’ve just turned 30

What’s your major in college?

Wangpuppy825

just? when’s your birthday? 🧐

i major in Sports science studies at SNU

Yien_duan_

4 september

Woah, you sound like a pretty smart kid

Wangpuppy825

oh, belated birthday mark hyung 🥳🥳

i can call you that, right 🥺

also, i’m not that smart hahah i just study hard 😌

Yien_duan_

Yeah, hyung is fine

Thank you, by the way :)

Wangpuppy825

no prob, hyung ☺️

quick qn though, do you look really old?

Yien_duan_

Ummm.....no?

Wangpuppy825

do you mind sending a pic 😖

i’m sorry if this sounds weird it’s just i’ve gotten lots of dms from 50 year olds posing as 20-30 year olds and it’s creepy 😳

Yien_duan_

Okay but you can’t tell anyone about this, okay?

Wangpuppy825

why? is it embarrassing for you 😮

Yien_duan_

[image attached]

It’s not really about being embarrassed, I guess

Wangpuppy825

omg

Yien_duan_

Why?

Wangpuppy825

you look so hot wtf 🥵

and you look so young????? you look my age 😳😳

god is unfair for making you so pretty 😤

Yien_duan_

Oh

You mean you...

Wangpuppy825

i...???

Yien_duan_

Oh, nothing hahah

I’m just surprised you think I look good because well...

You’re really cute, Jackson :<

Wangpuppy825

wow okay you have no idea how different it feels to hear that from a hot person rather than just my friends hyping me up 😳😳😳

Yien_Tuan

Your friends? Did they persuade you to do this?

Y’know, my friends actually set me up with you as sort of a birthday present

Wangpuppy825

oh? then i guess i should thank them 😳

and yes, my friends did persuade me to do this hhahaha

Yien_Duan_

Thank my friends? What for?

Your friends did a good job with the basketball pictures. I think those were what made my friend Yugyeom choose you

Wangpuppy825

thank them for setting me up with such a hottie 🥵

oh! you play?

Yien_Duan_

Ahh, you’re making me embarrassed... 😳

Yeah, I played when I was in college in USA

Wangpuppy825

omg you used an emoji for the first time 🥰

usa? you’re a foreigner too?

Yien_Duan_

Hahah, I don’t really use emojis because I’m used to texting formally at work 😅

Wow, it feels like we’ve got a lot in common huh

Wangpuppy825

use them more 🥺

it does! you’re probably the most interesting person i’ve met on this site the whole week 😌😌

Yien_Duan_

Then I’m honoured I got your attention first :)

Tell me more about yourself? Unless you’ve got to go to bed already

Wangpuppy825

oh, no no hahah

i usually sleep way past midnight so this is fine 🤩

anyway, who would be crazy enough to turn down a conversation with someone like you 😖😖

Yien_Duan_

Flirtatious, are we?

Wangpuppy825

only because you’re adorable 🥰

t a g s 🍓

sugar daddy x sugar baby au

social media au

possessive mark

switch jackson

dominant mark

sexting / nudes

fluff / angst / smut

college student! jackson

friends with benefits-ish to lovers

[dimples-of-discontent]

My Cockles Crack Masterpost:

Hello, yes, did any of you need a little pick-me-up? I know I do. So I’ve collected for you all most of the Cockles crack that I’ve written. I left off collaborative pieces of crack and ones attached to long gifsets. But all the text posts (especially “Jensen vs. Jensen’s brain”) are all there. I’ll drop a cut somewhere since this baby is long but I hope you all enjoy. 

LONG LIVE TEAM DUMPSTER MANSION!!! 

Dabb: So, let’s have AU Cas.

SPN writers: Cool. Why don’t we ask Misha to do one of his accents?

Jensen: *flings door open* *pants* AM I TOO LATE?! DID I MISS IT?!

BONUS alternative by @postmodernmulticoloredcloak​:

Dabb: So, let’s have AU Cas.

Everyone: …

Jensen: *starts vibrating at a very high frequency*

Misha: …okay I’ll do an accent

Isn’t it so weird that none of Jensen’s kids look like Misha?

Jensen is CONSTANTLY hosting his own episodes of Queer Eye and every one is about Misha.

[Below the cut]

Jensen: *looks up suddenly and stares into the middle distance* *vibrates at a high frequency*

Danneel: What is it, babe?

Jensen: Somewhere…Misha is doing an accent. Badly. He’s doing it badly, but he’s still doing it.

Danneel: You’ve gotta go!

Jensen: You’re right, I’ve gotta go!

Somewhere in Austin a high-pitched whistle blows.

Jensen, holding his ears and running into the kitchen: Alright, alright! What?!

Danneel, points wordlessly at laptop screen where this is displayed.

Jensen: Oh no.

Danneel, accusatory: I thought you HID those!

Jensen: I did! *pause* Why would he look in my dirty laundry anyway?

*Danneel stares*

Jensen: Oh right. I guess he needed something to wear.

Danneel: Pretty dumb, babe.

Jensen: Hmmm…yeah. *pause, then, hopeful* I guess we couldn’t fly to Hawaii to get them, right? *pause* No, no of course not. *mumbles* Damn shorts.

Text convo, probably:

Jensen: mish miss you. send me a pic.

Misha: *photo of something random like an interesting leaf*

Jensen: no, i mean like i MISS you miss you. send a pic of you.

Misha: *photo of his foot*

Jensen: oh for fuck’s sake! *posts flex meme and tags misha in it*

Jensen: there now it’s public you have to do it. and you can fuck off.

Misha: *sends dick pic*

Me: god Misha has the perfect jawline. Not that it matters.

Lizard brain: lick it

Me: yes, yes if I actually had a real relationship with him that would be well and good but…

Lizard brain: LICKIT

Me: yes, yes I heard you but what’s crucial is that Misha is one of the very best humans out there not that he has the stubbled and chiseled jawline of a Greek god so I really think we should focus on…

Jensen (in the distance): oh my God! it doesn’t have to be a choice, dummy!! L I CK IT!!

Jensen’s brain: It’s Misha’s birthday. We love Misha. Say it.

Jensen: No. We are in public. I am just going to call him “the man” and post a cute pic of us in matching outfits.

Jensen’s brain: NOOOOOO…SAYITSAYITSAYITWELOVEHIMSAYIT

Jensen: God fine ok…but I’m using an emoji not words.

Jensen’s brain: Acceptable.

Jensen: And also I’m going to add “bro”.

Jensen’s brain: …. 😒

Jensen: So now no one will ever know.

Jensen’s brain: 🙄

(About this mess right here)

Jensen’s brain: hold his hand

Jensen: NO it will look gay!

Jensen’s brain: but…you are gay for each other? so who cares?

Jensen: Yes, but we can’t LOOK gay ok? So just shake hands.

Jensen’s brain: fine 🙄

**Jensen does whatever this subby, hand-groping bullshit is**

Jensen’s brain: is that…. is that how humans shake hands? in a non-gay way?

Jensen: Shut up.

Jensen’s brain: i’m just trying to understand

Jensen: Shut up, asshole

Jensen’s brain: 😏

Look, I know it’s not going to happen, but all I want in life is for Jensen to respond to Misha’s shirtless video by saying “Hey Mish, if you need a shirt I have a few old ones for you.”

New theory: Jensen gives Misha so many shirts because otherwise his natural inclination is to run around bare-chested and Jensen’s poor, queer heart cannot handle it. (Photo version.)

Cockles trash cat meme origin

So you know how you sometimes go out with you friends and one of them gets way too drunk and ends up getting confessional with someone they don’t know that well? And you kind of want to stop them but, y’know, it’s their life and their choices so you have nothing to do but sit back and watch and be equal parts mildly horrified that they are spilling secrets to a relative stranger and incredibly amused at how they will feel about it later?

THAT is how I feel watching Misha tell the same story, over and over, about wearing Jensen’s hand-me-down shirts.

Misha, you’re currently my intensely emotional drunk friend and you need to stop before you reach the point of crying in the club. Neither of us can handle that. Thanks in advance.

Misha on social media: hahaha…Jensen is my cabin boy…that means he’s a sub who likes BDSM…hahaha…gonna make a comment about a giant space tongue rimming Jensen b/c why not lolz…gonna post a pic of myself covered in white goo and imply that it’s come from the conclusion of a threesome with Jensen and Jared…haha I’m such a scamp…I’m just incorrigible…teehee…

Misha when a fan mentions clothing: WHAT’S A JENSEN??? I’ve never heard of one and even if I had I definitely wouldn’t have had any non-heterosexual thoughts or feelings about him…and we’re absolutely not so close that we share in casual intimacy without a second thought…what could possibly make you think that?? I DON’T EVEN LIKE JENSEN OK!!!

Stages of Cockles in Gifs.

I feel like Jensen is one con away from straight-up answering an only tangentially-related question with, “…and that’s why I love Misha. You do know I love Misha, right? Like, love love him, like the way we love our wives. I feel like you guys get it so let’s just move on. Next question!”

At the next con, Jensen and Misha will be projecting the words “JUST SO YOU KNOW, I LOVE THIS MAN” on the side of the building across from the hotel in case you somehow miss that message in their panels.

At the next con, Jensen and Misha will be screening a 12-minute video that is just them giggling while one of them films the other; there will be no lines and nothing else will happen. Fandom will deem it a masterpiece.

At the next con, instead of his usual classic rock covers, Jensen will be performing a spoken word piece about how great Misha is, accompanied by Jared on bongos and Richard Speight on the kazoo.

In the final episode we are brought to the realization that the show DOES exist in our universe and on our timeline and that this entire time J2M have ACTUALLY BEEN TFW and kept this cover story about being actors on a TV show to keep us from knowing what they are really up to. Most of the show is just footage of their lives, though some of the things on the show were just absurd and to keep us off track.

Misha Collins is an actual angel. Jensen Ackles is a grumpy-faced softie with the biggest nerd streak. Jared Padalecki is a fiercely loyal and intelligent guy who has fought off more than his share of darkness. Gen and Danneel are actually supernatural creatures though neither will fully commit to being an angel or demon. Vicki is too powerful to be captured on film. And of course Jensen and Misha have been husbands for years. It was hard to hide that one on the show.

Jensen: *does interview quote game on his own* Great! Now, I’m gonna go get Misha. He’s gonna be so terrible at this game lol…He has the worst memory and never watches the show…hahaha isn’t that so cute?

Interviewer: oh actually we weren’t quite done interviewing you…

Jensen: yeah but Mish is gonna be so bad at this and I can’t afford to miss that! Imma go find him right now!

Interviewer: you really don’t have to…we’re actually talking to you all individually.

Jensen: ….

Interviewer: y’know, so we can cut the clips together?

Jensen: ….

Interviewer: And because you probably have a lot of other interviews at this huge press event for your 300th episode?

Jensen: ….. Yeah, no, I’m getting him right now. Hey, Mish! Get in here!

Filming with JenMish (aka “why’s Dean wearing a seatbelt?”)

**Jensen makes a dirty joke and Misha cracks up** **Misha and Jensen playfully push each other around the front seat of the car** **Misha says one thing that is mildly amusing and Jensen falls over laughing**

Sanchez, conferring with Bob Singer: What do you do to stop this?

Singer: strap one of them down

Sanchez: You mean, like, tell them to get it together or else?

Singer: No, no. I mean LITERALLY strap one of them down.

Sanchez: ….

Singer: Why do you think they get tied to so many chairs? **sighs** These two have cost us so much in duct tape.

photographer: alright, everyone, fight each other for pie! jensen: mish, you should pull my hair. misha: why? it’s not like that would stop you moving your arm. jensen: …. jensen: misha. you. should. PULL. MY. HAIR. misha: ooohhhhhh! jared: I don’t want to be here for this.

Cockles is the gay booze cruise of ships.

a text exchange that probably happened: jensen: I can’t believe ur still going running on vacation jensen: nerd misha: hello to you too. … misha: awww, babe, you must really miss me! that comment is so sappy! jensen: shut up misha: you “dig” the “WHOLE THING” huh? jensen: fuck off misha: don’t I know it!! jensen: fuck OFF misha: now I have to go like it. … misha: ok done. you huge softie. jensen: not always misha: oh really? misha: how about now? jensen: not now jensen: call me misha; as you wish…

Jensen’s brain (Jensain): holy shit!! look at our hot husband!! mmm…we like the grey and the sweat and the beard and, hey, did we give him that shirt? Jensen: yep. Jensen’s brain: and he sounds all smart and sincere, which turns us on….WOW we’ve been apart for too long! Jensen: tell me about it. Jensen’s brain: Say something about how good he looks. Jensen: I can’t. It’s public. Jensen’s brain: You gotta. Jensen: I. CAN’T. Jensen’s brain: But how these bitches gonna know he’s yours!? Do you know how many people are looking at this video RIGHT NOW?! Jensen: OMG Jensen’s brain: OMG Jensen: they gotta know… Jensen’s brain: YESSSSS!! DO IT!! Tell everyone the sexy, scruffy, deep-voiced, poetry-reciting motherfucker standing in the sunlight belongs to you! Jensen: I can’t say that. I’m just..gonna…tease him? about something? Jensen’s brain: u serious? 😒 Jensen: Well…no… Jensen’s brain: tell him you like the whole package! Jensen: I cannot use the word “package” about Misha in public. Jensen’s brain: 😏 Jensen’s brain: Fine! Can you at least mention how strong he is? Jensen: … I guess that’s less…gay… Jensen’s brain: uh-huh, sure. way less gay. 🙄 Jensen: ok, I did it. now leave me alone. I have to post a picture of my family so that no one suspects I only logged in because I have alerts set for Misha. Jensen’s brain: … Jensen’s brain: hey, you know who looks sexy in flannel PJs?? Jensen: ALRIGHT THAT’S IT

me: *wakes up in a cold sweat and sits upright in bed*

But how much of the mockumentary did Jensen shoot??!?

Misha is busting out of his shirt and jacket in those EW pics again, which makes me think something like this exchange must have taken place:

EW stylists: So, what size is Misha? SPN costumers: Eh, he’s the small one. EW stylists: But…he doesn’t…look small? SPN costumers: Nah, trust us, he’s the small one. EW stylists: Uh, looks more like he’s a 6’ wall of muscle but ok Misha: What’s a clothes? I will wear it. *Jensen sobbing in the background*

”I’m Full Frontal in Here Dude: Guest Starring Misha Collins” title of Jensen’s sex tape.

Jensen’s brain: you should give Misha that valentine.

Jensen: Yeah, good. It will work for the video. Like, as a joke.

Jensen’s brain: no. not joke. he’s your valentine.

Jensen: No he’s…

Jensen’s brain: you can’t lie to me. I’m you.

Jensen: shit. that’s true.

…

Jensen’s brain: Sooooo…valentine?

Jensen: Fine, but I’m gonna call him “buddy” when I give it to him.

Jensen’s brain: 😐

Jensen: People can’t KNOW!!

Jensen’s brain: You literally just called him your valentine on camera on a livestream but OK WHATEVER make sure you say “buddy.”

Jensen: I did WHAT??!

Jensen’s brain: Why do I bother? 🙄

Destiel AU where Cas is a poet who writes secret poems for Dean and posts them anonymously to an Instagram account that he gets Dean to follow and Dean falls in love with the mystery man he feels is speaking to him…and then realizes it was the guy he already crushed on from afar.

aka AU where Destiel is Cockles (with some tiny changes)

[annppl3juice]

It’s a Match ❤ Kirishima x Reader

A/N: Gosh, this is my first time posting something here and I'm so nervous aaaaAAAAAAAA

This is part of a linear story in which the prompts mold the storyline, I’m writing for many others too but not all of them are finished.

Prompt: How did you meet?

Gender Neutral Reader

Hero College AU

Characters are in College so they’re obviously aged up

It all started as a joke, for both of you. 

Charlotte, your sister, convinced you to try a dating app whilst you guys were still in Japan. She insisted that you should meet cute guys or gals there, after all, it's not always that you get the chance to have a fling in a foreign country. You looked anxiously at the screen, regretting taking such a big risk, so many dating app stories that end wrong. "Kirishima Eijiro" was the name. The boy has reddish hair and same color eyes, with a thin face and muscular body, it was unexpected that your first match would be such a handsome one.

"OOoooh! He's a snacc!" Your sister thrilled, taking the phone from your hand and going through all the pictures, while making approval or denial noises. "Almost makes me not wanna return to Korea. Catch him!" Another reason not to go through with it, you'd be back in Korea in 3 months, with no time for anything serious. Sure, the whole idea was to have a hookup, but you were more of a hopeless romantic.

"I dunno about this, Charl," you said, looking down with insecurity. Your sister wasn't having any of this, she wanted to see you in a relationship and right now. Being 20 years old and never even kissed was a sin to Charlotte. “It’s dangerous.”

"Yup, but consider: 6 pack!" She pushed the phone too close to your face, with a zoomed picture of the boy's tummy, which she had drawn several hearts around. Your sister has always been more likely to throw herself into situations, more prone to act with her heart and take risks, you, on the other hand, are a thinker.

"Oh right, he can be a fake who kidnaps people, but at least you will have a view of those ripped muscles while he points a gun at me, " you took the phone from her hand, putting on the bedside table. "Mom doesn't even know about it, it's dangerous!" She didn't seem to care, on the contrary, rolled her eyes and growled in annoyance.

"We're like on our 20's you know that, right?" She gave you a look, and besides being right the only reason you survived all those year was preventing Charlotte from acting dumbly. "For a climber, you're such a chicken! Bok, Bok, Thot!" you cringed with fright as she abruptly jumped out of the bed, and started to chicken dance. "Bok, Bok, Bok!"

"And you're so childish, Charlotte," you sighed looking at the phone. You thought that it is true he's handsome, even too much to take an interest in someone like you, maybe he swiped wrong or something like that. Your eyes went from sad to surprised upon hearing the message notification. Charlotte stopped and watched every one of your moves as you unlocked the phone. The text was indeed from him.

"OoOOoh, is it him?" Charlotte asked, Immediately rushing to your side in order to see the messages, the impact almost made you knock the phone down.

"Charlotte!" you scolded her, but she just giggled and quickly took the phone from your hand. Your phone, might I add.

↬ Kirishima: Hey!

↬ Kirishima: You're a fox ;)!

"What a turn-off," Charl stared at you, her smile immediately disappeared and brows snapped together, in an exaggerated display of annoyance. "Bro, who says 'you're a fox' anymore?" she huffed, certainly disappointed that the dream boy was just another Internet pervert.

"See, handsome guys are either weird or perverted! Let's just uninstall this app and..." she wouldn't let you finish, interrupting you by shoving the phone back in your hand.

"Nah way! Let's play along, say you wanna lick him!" the look on her face was almost wicked and you sighed upon hearing your sister's foolish schemes, this was not the way you expected to spend your Friday night. "And send an 'owo' too!"

"Why do I even..."The notification noise caught your attention, and your sister seemed more uninterested now that he started talking, not even looking. "He sent more messages." She snickered.

"If it's a dick pic, send it to me and then block him!" Charl grabbed her phone and laid down, opening her mouth with the tip of the tongue showing for the camera; presumably to publish the picture on some social media with a silly description that would cheer up her 8,000 followers. You felt like an elder every time your sister was traveling to the futility and vanity of the web, where everything looks better than it is, including the guy you were talking to.

"CHARLOTTE!" you scolded her, but she just ignored it and kept taking more provocative pictures.

↬ Kirishima: Hey...I'm so sorry my bud stole my phone!

↬ Kirishima: plz don't get offended that was so not-manly

Your expression soothed at the sight of the text, but still suspicious that it could only be a quick recovery.

↫ You: It's fine

↫ You: Tbh I installed this cos my sis begged lol

↬ Kirishima: Same

↬ Kirishima: I mean almost my buds dared me

He sent a selfie, in which he was on the front with a smile and a sign of peace, on his side there was a blond boy with spiked hair sleeping on a couch, while another one with black hair and a strange shape on his elbows was drawing things on him. Another blond boy - this one with longer hair and a black lightning-shaped streak on it - also holding a marker, but posing for the picture. On the floor there was a girl, with black hair and what looked like headphone plugs as part of her ear, she was on the phone ignoring everything around her. Finally a girl with pink hair taking a picture of the scribbled boy, with a broad smile on her face.

You couldn't resist smiling, it was nice to see so many people enjoying each other. Since you had to move so much, your only friend has always been Charlotte.

"You're taking too long, so I assume it's not a dick pic," she approached to look at the phone, you could see the girl's expression light up again when she saw the picture. "So he's not a fake! Ask him if his friends have a 6 pack too! Ooooh maybe one of them has an 8!" she thrilled.

"You are incorrigible," you rolled your eyes but proceeded to fulfill her request.

↬ Kirishima: My friend asked if your sister's cute

↫ You: My sis asked if ur mates have abs

↫ You: Oh

↬ Kirishima: Oh

↬ Kirishima: LMAO

You and Charlotte jumped on hearing the door being unlocked, your mother wasn't supposed to arrive until later. Charlotte eyes widened and you started typing at a pace that could win a competition.

↫ You: shit! my mom s hom, ttyl.

Kirishima: BUT U DIDN ANSWER IF UR SISTER IS CUTE! - Denki (His nicer friend)

That message was the last thing you saw before you turning your phone off and hiding it under a pillow. Not even the divine forces could prevent the 2 hours scold if your mother knew you were using that kind of app. You managed to act natural when she showed up at the door, but Charlotte froze. You cursed under your breath at recalling what a bad actress your sister is, and thank God being a model didn't require it, otherwise, she would have been fired ages ago.

"Hey, kids, the meeting was canceled...did you behave while I was gone?" your mother asked, throwing herself on the bed with the two of you. "Ouch, my back hurts."

"Well, Charlotte kept begging for candy and stuff, but other than that...and to think she is the oldest." You grinned at both, but eyes fixed on your sister, sending a warning so she wouldn't screw it up.

"T--Totes, momis!"

Even though she stuttered your mother didn't seem to suspect a thing, you sighed mentally, " How about we watch a movie?" [More on the next prompt scenario]

[lovecaitlined]

☆.｡.:*Oblivious.｡.:*☆ Jaehyun College AU

 Jaehyun College AU

(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ Just some fluff since I’m busy studying~ ah wish me luck that I stay in my course and ace it! 🥰🙏🏻

You first meet Jaehyun at the welcoming orientation for college freshmen~

He’s tall, thin, and he has the prettiest face you’ve ever seen, all smiley eyes and deep dimples.

Although you don’t say much to each other, you hit it off pretty well.

He’s quiet and soft-spoken, but so are you!

He’s double majoring in business and accounting, and taking a minor in music, which he explains is his hidden passion~

“I mean, I’ve always wanted to be a singer, and my voice teacher tells me I have a pretty nice baritone, but—got to get this bread, huh?”

It’s pretty impressive. You’re only taking up business management, after all, and sure, yours is an honors course, but it all pales in comparison to the passion of Jung Jaehyun.

Afterwards, you don’t see him around campus much

But you hang out in the library pretty often while your friends are out partying.

You pull out your notes to study, and then suddenly, to your right, Jung Jaehyun is there.

You always chat for a bit before getting shushed by some kid (understandable).

By the time second semester comes around, you two follow each other on social media. But while you interact online, it’s mostly liking each other’s photos and the occasional message on fbc.

And then, for a fleeting moment, you two are classmates—you have the same English Literature II class—but he manages to switch his schedule up so he takes the same class but in a different time frame.

You’re not sure why, but apparently it has something to do with that class conflicting with his practice—voice lessons, maybe!

Anyway, you don’t see him again for the entire summer, except for an Instagram update here and there.

You like each other’s pics, that’s all—his photo with his parents in his family house in Gangnam is pretty cute.

You two don’t interact again until sophomore year, when you’re grabbing your usual order of a regular iced matcha macchiato, and you’re short a few cents of change~

You’re about to pull out a larger bill from your wallet, when a voice behind you says, “I have change.”

You whirl around and it’s Jung Jaehyun, dimply smile and all, towering over you in his lavender hoodie and loose jeans and sneakers.

You try to protest, but he stops you.

Once you’ve gotten your drinks (medium iced Americano for him), you insist on paying him back, but he balks.

“It’s just 20 cents...I think I’ll live.”

You sit together for a while talking, making conversation, until you convince him to let you pay him back, and you two decide on a meeting place sometime later this week

And he adds, half-jokingly, “If you really wanted to see me that badly, all you had to do was ask.”

You think he’s flirting again, of course,

Surely he didn’t mean that.

Because what kind of guy would mean that, right?

I mean, this is Jung Jaehyun...

Who, as you enter your second year of uni, is pretty well-known despite being quiet, for his niceness, his intelligence, and yes, let’s face it: his looks.

But Jaehyun is endearingly kind

He knows he’s handsome, that’s for sure

But he’s never conceited about it.

So it’s kind of hard to hate him or peg him down as some fboy.

Going back to the 20 cents, he ends up—after much convincing on your part—exchanging numbers with you.

Honestly, you didn’t even think it would get this far. You were just planning on asking around for someone who wanted to break your bill down to some loose change, but he just tells you to contact him.

“Give me your phone, I’ll input my number. Here’s mine.”

Andddd you end up meeting him before your marketing class, right outside your classroom. You triumphantly hand him the 20 cents. “See you around!” you say.

You’re prepared to never meet with the Jung Jaehyun again, but as you grin around, he says, “Actually...I think we’re in the same class.”

You looked at him, surprised, sure you didn’t see him last week, and he explains he switched his schedule up again because his initial class conflicted with something else in his schedule.

“So we’re going to finally be classmates, since I had to switch out of EnLit last sem.”

You’re not sure how you feel about this, but Jaehyun sits beside you in the giant lecture hall, and it’s nice to have someone taking down as many notes as you are by your side.

You’d think that would be your last encounter with Jaehyun, but you’re wrong.

You see him all the time now in uni, which makes you wonder if you were just oblivious or unobservant when it came to passing by him in the hallway before.

He likes to hang out with you, to walk you to class at times,

And when he knows your friends’ breaks don’t match yours, he always invites you to sit with him somewhere.

It’s usually with his friends Taeyong, Johnny, Mark, and the like

They’re all pretty friendly people, though, so despite your shyness you actually kind of like being with them.

And you guys begin to chat more online about nonsensical things~

Until one day, your friends insist you must go to a house party

You refuse at first, since you don’t do parties that well—

You’re too shy, and you’re not someone who particularly enjoys drinking—

But your friends insist, so you decide to tag along and stay just for a while.

You dress up a bit and put on more makeup than usual,

And when you get there, to your surprise, Jaehyun is there as well.

He looks as surprised as you, though, so at least it’s not one-sided.

He tells you he didn’t know you were coming, and that he thought you weren’t one for parties.

To which you agree with. “I just came to tag along with my friends.”

But the night is pretty fun~

You end up talking with each other for two whole hours, feasting on pepperoni pizza, Cheetos, and Coke.

It’s getting pretty late, so you look for your friends and tell them you’re gonna go.

While your friends don’t want you to leave, saying it’s dangerous, Jaehyun steps in.

“Actually, I’m walking her home!”

They take one look at Jaehyun, give you a knowing smile, and all but push you out of the door.

You try telling Jaehyun that it’s alright, that he can stay, and he’s all, Are you kidding me? It’s dangerous at night, etc. etc., besides, he says he doesn’t like parties much as well—he only went because his friends dragged him out.

And that walk home pretty much takes your friendship with Jaehyun to another level!

You don’t think much of it at first, but Jaehyun slowly becomes your best friend~

You’re not really the type who notices romantic stuff and all, so when your friends tease you about him, you’re just like...We’re just friends.

They’re all, Girl, have you seen yourself in a mirror? Have you seen what he does for you? etc. etc. but you refuse to get your hopes up.

Truthfully, you’re beginning to fall for him, too, but he’s being just the usual friendly so far...right?

It may sound a little bit cliché, but Jaehyun really does go all out for you.

He’s always inviting you out to eat, to hang, and the like

He offers to walk you home, and sometimes he drops off little gifts at the place where you stay.

And you guys usually walk around the campus together, or study—not together, but side-by-side, at least—at the lib.

But you’re adamant about your friendship

You also have bigger things to worry about, like your majors

You don’t see it, but Jaehyun gets a little bit frustrated when he’s with you.

Honestly, it’s baffling to him as to why you don’t notice that he obviously loves and has feelings for you,

Meanwhile, your friends are already shipping you two together, and you’re still insistent that he doesn’t like you.

“Don’t be so oblivious, girl!” they always say.

But you’re not the type to set yourself up for disappointment, thank you very much.

One of your friends even says that one of Jaehyun’s friends claims that you two are practically dating at this point, and that Jaehyun really likes you, but you pay her no heed, until...

One Friday night, though, Jaehyun asks if you’ll be free, and you say you are—you just have to check out an online paper in the lib.

As usual, he volunteers to go with you, but then...

As you’re clicking through the lib computer, he asks what you’re searching for.

“Oh, for psychology, we’re just learning a bit about Sternberg’s Triangular Theory of Love, like relationships and—”

“That’s cool. Do they ever talk about how some people are just so oblivious when it comes to relationships?”

You’re the only two people in that area of the lib then,

And you swear, in that empty part of the campus, you can hear your heart drop.

You look at Jaehyun’s eyes, and, well,

There’s a world of meaning in them.

Needless to say you forget about Sternberg and psychology for a moment.

As you two walk out the lib in silence, you try searching your head for something to say.

Maybe it was your shyness, but you were, indeed, oblivious.

You’re not sure how to tell Jaehyun what you feel—

Heck, you’re not even sure what you feel,

But as you approach your place, Jaehyun holds your hand, and you freeze right then and there.

“That was a bit of a jerk move, and I’m sorry, it’s just...I’ve liked you for so long, and, well, no matter how hard I try, everything remains stagnant—it’s like you don’t even realize, you know?”

“What I mean is...I like you, I really do. And...I’d like to be with you.”

“What I’m really trying to say is, Will you be my girlfriend?”

He says it, just like that,

And you look into his eyes and you think of what a fool, yes, an oblivious fool you were—

You can’t believe you forced yourself to be blind all this time.

And speaking of time, to make up for all the time you lost, you tell him, “Yes.”

Jaehyun, as it turns out, is a pretty great boyfriend—

He’s responsible, passionate, and kind,

And always introduces you proudly to his friends as “My girlfriend.”

He also thinks you’re the prettiest girl in the world.

You don’t believe him, as usual, but he always says, “Look at yourself!”

And well, Jaehyun makes you realize a lot of things about yourself

You realize you’ve been forcing yourself to be blindsided to a lot of opportunities in your life.

And you begin to gain self-confidence, seeing yourself in a better light.

It makes you realize how closed off you’ve been before,

And even though your friends are full of I-told-you-sos, it doesn’t matter any longer.

You’re no longer oblivious to what you can achieve.

You go out with Jaehyun frequently,

And it’s easy to say he’s one of the best parts about your life.

Sure, he can get clingy at times—

Instead of studying in the lib, he tells you to come over his place at least twice a week because he misses you too much—never mind that you pass by him in the halls at least once every single day.

His roommate, Johnny, is always there, though, but he’s always welcoming, so that’s okay~

But in his room, Jaehyun still manages to be romantic—

Even if it’s just helping you solve a problem or praising you for some minor thing you’ve done.

Eventually, however, you tell him it’s good you two finally became classmates again; you wouldn’t have been able to see him as much if you weren’t.

And then he admits to you he really didn’t have a scheduling conflict this time,

He made it up just so he could be in the same class as you.

“Don’t laugh at me!”

But you’re already laughing,

And he hushes you with a kiss.

Loving yourself wasn’t easy, but at least you knew how to do it now,

But loving Jung Jaehyun?

It’s the best decision you’ve ever made.

The End

♡

[nobeliumoxygenoxygen]

Seromina || Firsts

For Sero Ship Week Day 3: Firsts at @seroshipweek​

SUMMARY: Ashido tends to overshare her personal life on social media so it’s only fitting that she shares her favourite moments on it too, right?

But this time, it’s only for one pair of eyes.

GENRE: sero hanta x ashido mina, social media au (I think?)

TEXT from your queen 💕

follow @iloveutapeboi on insta its private but dw youll be accepted start from the first post!!!!!!!!

POSTS

1

[Image: Candid of Sero taken from the side; slightly blurry, low angle as if the photographer was trying to be discreet as they took it. He’s wearing an orange hoodie with black stripes. He’s grinning at someone in front of him and he holds a bitten meat pie in one hand. In the background, there are barely visible bowling lanes.]

Caption: the first time i thought to myself “maybe seros actually cute and i actually like him in a like like way” if that make sense lol. maybe there were other times but this was the earliest memory i could think of. this was after that laser tag game we all played and you did your whole dramatic self sacrificing for me (lol quickest way to my heart - take a laser tag shot for me). 

2

[Image: Image of the city taken from inside a bus. Half the image is of the seats of the bus whilst the other half are buildings of the city. A few people are in the shot, but they’re faces are unrecognisable.]

Caption: first time I realised I was in loveeee (i love youu) how cheesy amirite. its a bus because i realised it when we were going back to ua together after a field trip and idk i just had this light bulb moment ok ugh this is too cheesy were done here ily but im cringing too hard at the cheesinesssss (two posts in and im already dying but im pushing thru!!!!)

3

[Image: 2 puppies being held by someone who is clearly Sero by the look of the arms and his orange black striped hoodie. One puppy in each arm; a white pit bull and a brown one.]

Caption: our not-so-official first date?? idk if you’d call it that but like......we were alone together so idk??? u know i was going to actually confess today but the dogs were so cute they distracted me!! so i forgot lol!!! (theyre only sliiiiiightly cuter than u dw dw!!! 🤣)

4

[Image: Sero’s silhouette inside a movie theater. He’s facing the camera but it’s too dark to see much other than the shadows of his face and the glint of his white teeth in his grin. In the far left of the photo, the Lego Movie is playing.]

Caption: our official first date (tho i guess it was kinda rushed??? considering i literally told u i liked u like an hour earlier lmao but i wouldnt have it any other way ❤️)

5

[Image: Ashido’s room, taken from the doorway. The bed is unmade; the curtains are drawn back to let the sunlight in; the desk is a mess of school books and loose sheets. Ashido’s arms are outstretched in front of the camera; she’s forming a heart with her hands.]

Caption: place we had our first kiss!!! (tho we failed like five times and kept laughing!! the movies are wayyyy too serious - they make it seem like ur not allowed to laugh!! our kisses are so much better😘)

6

[Image: Pathway leading up into a park where cherry blossom trees frame the edges. There are a few passerbys and one dog, legs a blur, running through the image.]

Caption: place i asked you to be my boyfriend because SOMEONE STILL had this WEIRD idea that?? i??? didnt?? like?? them? EVEN AFTER?? LIKE FIVE DATES?? AND FIVE KISSES???

7

[Image: UA Heights Alliance common room. Looking through the windows, it’s night and there’s no one in there but there’s food wrappers strewn across the coffee table and the floor.]

Caption: place you said your first i love you (ok i suppose i shouldnt be salty about the boyfriend asking thing because first ilys are such a milestone!!!! ps. im still sorry i panicked when u said it lmao i love how we laugh about it but i know from sources coughbakuyellingthat1tapeboiwasstressingashell that you almost cried ilyyyyyyyy ❤️❤️❤️)

8

[Image: Close up focus of Sero’s lit up face. He’s giving a close-eyed smile to someone slightly to the left of the camera. Just making it in the frame is a slice of bright blond hair. The background is blurred but it is clearly of a busy beach; the sky is blue and there’s not a cloud in sight. There are two figures, one shirtless with red hair and one wearing a wetsuit cut off at the lower thigh with what might be black or dark purple hair in the water in the far background.]

Caption: when i said my first i love you (i love you toos and i love yous on phones dont count!!! and also u are sooooooo cute in this photo!!! not that ur not always cute ofc 😋)

9

[Image: Text screenshot. (Sent) Ashido: IM SO MAD AT U SERO HANTA ANSWER MEEE (Receiving) Sero: NEVER U TRAITOR (Sent) Ashido: UR THE TRAITOR!!!!]

Caption: first fight :( one of the saddest chapters of my life i hope we never do that again ❤️

10

[Image: Rice with natto on top, chopsticks on the side. The dish is on top of pink, patterned napkins.]

Caption: first (of many!!!!!!!!) anniversaries (see??? taking pics of food is VERY important!! and u dared to make fun of my ‘attempts at being aesthetics’!!)

11

[Image 1: Necklace in shape of a crown with engraving of words “Alien Queen”.  Image 2: Necklace is flipped over with engraving of words “Ashido Mina”.]

Caption: first (of many!!!!!!!!!!) anniversary presents (I LOVE IT SO MUCH WHY R U SO NICEEEEEEE ITS SO CUTE IM WEARING IT EVERYDAY ILY)

12

[Image: From the side, Sero smiling softly, looking up at a beautiful orange sky to match his brighter orange hoodie. His eyes are wide but he’s happy. Behind are a few trees.]

Caption: I love youuuuuuuuuuuu sero hantaaaaaaaaaa and dont you forget it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *spam of heart emojis* (also u r seriously wearing the same hoodie in like five of these pics w h y)

TEXT to your queen 💕

im actualy cryin can i call u

TEXT from your queen 💕

oof  [Image: google search bar “how to comfort crying boyfriend”.] ofc u can!!

CALL TRANSCRIPT:

Sero: How long have you been planning this? I love you so muchhhhhhhh. I’m crying, can you hear my tears? How did you do it? Did you go to every place or were you planning this from the beginning?

Ashido: *laughter* You can’t hear tears dummy. And you’re not meant to cry! Its meant to be a happy thing! *more laughter*

Sero: ...Glad to know your happy about my pain. ...Its amazing I have literally no words Ashido. I love it-I love you and I love us. Thank you so much.

Ashido: Awww don’t make me blush. It was nothing!

Sero: What do you mean NOTHING? Don’t insult yourself Ashido Mina this is...I don’t know-EVERYTHING!

Ashido: Okay that’s true. I’m awesome.

Sero: I’m going to treasure this forever. You’ll never delete this account right?

Ashido: *giggling* Course not!

Sero: It’s too amazing. Seriously, and I gave you the most cliche relationship present ever.

Ashido: Eesh don’t worry! I love my present! Besides it was the final piece for the account!

Sero: If you say so. You know, I don’t think a meme war counts as a fight...in a relationship...

Ashido: Of course it does! I was soooo angry at you. How could you side with Kirishima?! It was so frustrsting! You wouldn’t BELIEVE!

Sero: ...Trust me I believe. *muffled* Especially after you taped me to the ceiling.

Ashido: What was that?

Sero: Nothing! Also how’d you take the pic of your room with your arms in front of you? Is it...*whispers loudly* sorcery?

Ashido: *giggling* You got it. I have a second quirk that I-...I kept secret. Yup. But I’m telling you because you’re my boyfriend and all.

Sero: And I will totally believe you, because you’re my girlfriend, and all. Hey, I know you need your beauty sleep but can I come over--

Ashido: Yes!

Sero: --tomorrow--wait, what?

Ashido: Oh. Well-

Sero: *muffled snort* Someone’s desperate.

Ashido: *huff* Shhh! You can come over anytime!

Sero: Would you really not mind if I came over now? At like...*shuffling* eleven?

Ashido: Is that even a question? If you come over now, I can add it to the journal!

Sero: The journal?

Ashido: The account Sero!

Sero: Okay...Why? It’s not the first time I’ve been to your house. Firsts was the theme right?

Ashido: Yep! And I can make it ‘First night spent together’ wink wink.

Sero: …*muffled laugh* Whatever floats your boat.

Ashido: But you’re getting a cab here right? You better not walk out this late at night!

Sero: I mean, we’re both training to be heroes if we can’t walk out at night then what could we do--

Ashido: Sero you butt!

Sero: --but yes I’m getting a cab.

Ashido: Good! You better stay on the phone the whole time too!

Sero: Of course. I love you Ashido Mina.

Ashido: And I love you Sero Hanta! ...Wait are you still wearing that orange hoodie?

Sero: ...*distant mumbles* Why do you hate my beloved hoodie so much?

Ashido: *equally distant mumbles* If you wear it one more time the photos will think you have one hoodie.

Sero: What would you say if I said yes?

Ashido: I’d say we’ve got our next date planned and you can guess what it is.

Sero: ...I mean, I wouldn’t say no to any time with you anyway?

Ashido: Pfft, stop being cute. Just-alright, whatever. Tomorrow? At whatever time we wake up I guess?

Sero: It’s a date.

A/N: completely forgot that they live in the same building so pretend it’s holidays or something 🤷 buuuut i hope you enjoyed this was harder than expected so im rlly sorry if they seem ooc 😳!! Thanks for reading!!