Casually thinking about how Koga can't handle jumpscares, so certain horror films he would absolutely get affected by. But, your ass better bet that even after he gets scared, he'll act all calm afterward to hide the fact that it did bother him. Koga's like the middle ground between Chiaki & Jun. Chiaki, who is absolutely mortified while Jun gets a kick out of it, enjoys it.
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"it's just me."
you barely get a chance to roll onto your back before soonyoung's already climbing onto the bed and somewhat on top of you and your blankets, and it's only seconds later that he crashes. it's far from the first time this has happened (soonyoung is clingy and cuddly, especially when he's sleepy), but he manages to knock the wind out of you nonetheless. he rests his head on your chest, and you wiggle an arm out to curl around him as best as you can in your semi-trapped position.
"soonyoung--"
"just go back to sleep," he murmurs. "everything's fine."
you stroke his hair, thumb dipping down to graze his cheek at one point. "soonie--"
"i mean it," he says, eyes peering up in the low light to see yours. "i'm fine. just need to nap." his hand finds yours, and he wraps your arm around him as he snuggles in. he plants a kiss against your chest before resting his head against it again, eyes fluttering shut. "you can rest a little longer, too."
you settle back down after a moment, arms wrapped around soonyoung as you shut your eyes again. sometimes you swear this tiger is a teddy bear, but regardless of which he is, he's yours.
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had a dream i was in a grimdark magical girl yuri setting, so when i woke up i made it real (and bug themed)
bonus details under the cut:
So basically, a small town was secretly holding onto a box containing an evil god, that the local group of magical girls accidentally stumbled on and opened. The thing inside it wasted no time in starting to destroy the world, and for an unknown reason, one of the magical girls even joined forces with it. The rest of the girls managed to beat them, saving the world, but ended up dying from the curse it left on them soon after.
After dying, butterflies girl looped back in time before the box got opened, and decided to keep the box for herself, to make sure its evil influence (box thing yapping at you to let her out) wouldn't get to her beloved friends. Box thing constantly draws in her allies to the town to break her out & tries to convince butterflies girl to please let her out.
Also here's a really rough relationship chart for your interest:
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₊˚ʚ ➼ i was supposed to sleep but then someone said minewt,,
so here's a rec list @nimmydeede . sorted by word count.
Man of a Thousand Faces by orphaned_account (550 words, rated T)
Minho thinks about them, all of them, every day. Dreams about Chuck and Teresa, but mostly Newt. Dreams about Newt every night.
you can rip, you can tear by anonymous (1,030 words, rated T)
Newt just wished that he could take away all the things he’d already said. Would probably give his last breath for it.
The irony was not lost on him.
encore by @onceuponabluemoon (1,139 words, rated G)
“Have we met?”
They’re sprawled out on the cool concrete, staring up at the stars. Well, Newt is, anyway—Minho is staring down at him instead, his head propped against the low wall that borders the roof of the bar.
your ghost and our memories (1,263 words, rated G) by @tmrsunset
Minho reads the letter Newt wrote for him and reflects on their time together, while also coming to terms with his death.
it’s a hell of a world by @transrevolutions (1,974 words, rated T)
Kissing him feels like a drug, intoxicating and smoky and oh-so-addicting. Like you've got a deadly disease and his lips are the only possible cure.
(Minho/Newt, or what happens when the medicine runs out.)
and for a woman wert though first created by @hamartian-cathexis (8,501 words, rated T)
Minho, ever the dutiful son, agrees to come home from college for Thanksgiving break even if it means leaving behind his boyfriend, Newt, for a few days. He doesn’t mind, but he isn’t looking forward to it either.
His is a typical middle class, Asian American family with two working parents and a little sister. And despite the strictness and high expectations, he knows his parents love him. To the point where they would never even consider the idea that he could disappoint them with something as heinous as being gay.
He doesn’t know if that’s a blessing or a curse.
sublimation by anglophileadventures (15,706 words, rated T)
Minho coughed self-consciously and looked around. “Did you say something?”
“Yes,” Newt answered matter-of-factly. “You were wondering how to tell the difference between an altered memory or a hallucination and something that really happened, and I was pointing out that reality is subjective and perception is all in the mind anyway.”
“What?”
“Well, if you experience a hallucination, but it’s so vivid that you can feel and hear and taste everything as if it were real, and it leaves a lasting impact on your psyche, who’s to say that it’s less ‘real’ than something that happened to you physically?”
“Huh?”
“For that matter, maybe what we perceive as ‘reality’ is all a simulation - but if it’s programmed so thoroughly that we can’t tell, and our experiences within this false reality are meaningful to us, then does it really make a difference if it’s ‘real’ or not?” Every time he used air-quotes, he brought both hands out from under his chin to mark the air on either side of his head in a decidedly un-Newt-like gesture.
“Dude, what the fuck are you talking about?”
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