#i will be the cutest cutie on campus

[itadore-you]

I am going to go for a little amble today to the post office to post something for the first time 😊 if anything goes wrong I'm not leaving the house again for three days 🤗

[uriwoos2]

How Leehan would ask their crush out and omg the rest of the members being his wingman (esp Taesan)

thank you sm for this cute little req! I'm giggling and kicking my feet over the scenario already hehe! (´,,>ω<,,`) ♡

˗ˏˋwingman bnd headcanons! pairing: leehan x gn!reader. overview: leehan has a crush and goes to his friends for advice! genre: fluff, crack (kinda) word count: 2.9k warnings: none. ♡ note: not very confident abt this one.. not sure if this is exactly what u wanted but agghhh here it is! (sorry for the wait btw!) chose to write this only w legal line, so there's no woonhak (as they're in university). hope you enjoy dear <3 likes & reblogs r very appreciated ! . . . @onedoornet

𐚁๋࣭⭑ okay firstly, imagining leehan with a crush is the cutest thing! it first started out as slight interest, after he saw the person across the campus a couple of times. his eyes kept meeting theirs and it just made his heartbeat all rapid and weird. and before he knew it, he was thinking about them before bed each night, making up silly scenarios, and looking forward to seeing them in the daytime. he'd be such a cutie in love ( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ )

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he went on like this for a while, thought he'd be fine with just catching glimpses of his crush in the hallways, daydreaming about them and simply admiring them from afar.. but he became more smitten by the day, the ache in his heart only grew and he didn't know what to do with these feelings anymore, eager to know their name, and to turn the made-up scenarios into reality.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ but the problem was that he just didn't know what to do! being inexperienced when it comes to crushes and confessions, he felt so lost :( even though he's generally pretty confident, he didn't feel the same when he thought of the person. he wanted to impress them!! and he felt as tho he had to try extra hard to do that. still, he has no idea what to do..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ but what does he have his dear friends for?! I think it's logical that he'd go to the one he's closest to first, taesan in this case, to share his troubles with him and ask for advice! knowing he would never expose his little secret, and under no circumstance would he judge him for it either ofc!!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ but somehow, it just so happens that everyone else in their little group miraculously knows about his debilitating crush. (riwoo caught on pretty quick, then jaehyun coaxed it out of him just to go announce it to sungho) so.. a group meeting it is! ٩̋(ˊ•͈ ꇴ •͈ˋ)و an emergency one too! *boynextdoor assemble* hehe

like just imagine them sitting around this exact table discussing ways for ihan to get his crush to like him back. I'm not okay 😭😭

𐚁๋࣭⭑ so back to the serious business.. we have leehan all deep in his feels abt how much it hurts to long for this person he doesn't even know, almost on the verge of crying as he speaks.. while jaehyun has tears in his eyes from holding in his laugh for so long.. what a pure menace. unable to sit still for like 10 minutes, gosh… he actually just thinks leehan is adorable and ridiculous at the same time, finding the situation quite silly. he thinks leehan should muster up the courage and just ask them out, rather than crushing on them secretly.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he'll eventually burst into a hearty cackle at a random moment, which will inevitably earn him a stern look from sungho, urging him to shush up and listen. I can't w these guys srsly..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ now, sungho.. he's so into the story, he's already plotting his scheme and thinking of ways to help out the poor guy. since he remembers seeing this person in some of his classes, he plans to observe them silently, in hopes of gathering some useful information. he even proposes the idea of slipping secret love letters into their bag.. ૮ ⇀‸ ⍝ა (this will have jaehyun snickering and riwoo shaking his head disapprovingly) he's just channelling his inner superspy, let him be u guys. 😭

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he'll desperately try not to come off as a stalker, but someone needs to tell this man that, unfortunately, the sheer size of his broad shoulders really limits the amount of potential hiding places...

𐚁๋࣭⭑ anyway.. so, taesan. he is the one that listens the most intently and quietly, soaking up all the information. considering that leehan's been holding all of this in for so long, he'd need to express his feelings openly, he'd need someone to listen well. (it's why he went to dongmin in the first place) and he does indeed fit this position perfectly!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he's not one to say much in the moment, just waits for him to let it all out. (but it's also cuz he has absolutely no idea who leehan's talking about and doesn't have anything to say.. 😭😭) so he's just there for moral support (for now!)..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ moving on to the most thoughtful one of the bunch, who's softly stroking leehan's back as he sniffles and hiccups through his confession.. riwoo! who will be responsible for arranging a lunch date! ✩ a role which he assigned to himself. haha. since everyone meets up to have lunch together on most days anyway, riwoo thought it'd be a good idea to invite leehan's crush along sometime!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ now let me tell you abt the silence that settles around the whole table at this statement. it would have them speechless. cuz. that's a bold statement sanghyeok!! very good.. very nice.. we're making some real progress here! *cough* jaehyun *cough* sungho.. but the question is.. how do they invite the person without it being weird?..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ fear not! bcuz riwoo has a solution for that too LOL 😭😭 riwoo, surprisingly, got to strike up a conversation with this person somehow, and bond over their favourite desserts in the single class they shared.. an interesting way to make a friend, but leehan doesn't care abt that rn!! riwoo can actually get him a date w them!!! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ his heart is yippee-ing so hard rn. u don't even know…

𐚁๋࣭⭑ and just like that, they'd end up at a cafe near their uni, sat and waiting.. and waiting… (jaehyun) calling riwoo a liar, yada yada. leehan is busy hyperventilating and fidgeting from the nerves, even though he himself isn't sure if he'll actually get to see his crush today.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ taesan, despite being unsure as well, still gives him an encouraging pat on his leg, just in case. none of them believe that the person will show, even sungho is doubtful, scrolling on his phone mindlessly. but riwoo, who organised this whole thing, is relaxed, and unprovoked by jaehyun's remarks.. that's why he's the only one who actually helps ihan calm down, telling him he'll do just fine in a reassuring voice <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ imagine the surprise on all their faces when the person actually shows up.. and boom! leehan's heart drops to his stomach. in contrast, there's a smug look on riwoo's proud face hehehe. Ꮚ˘ ꈊ ˘ Ꮚ he's a man of his word after all!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ but there's more. taesan's eyes go wide partly bcuz the person actually showed up, and mostly cuz he's actually friends w them 😭 no because.. this is too hilarious, picturing leehan's dumbfounded expression when he drops this enormous bomb on him.. *insert jaehyun losing his mind giggling in the corner abt this whole thing* taesan is friends with his crush??? this information would've been useful like, at least 20 minutes ago.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ anyway, taesan won't disappoint any further though! he'll introduce leehan to them himself and try and get the two comfortable w each other. he'll actually be doing the most! you can imagine how awkward first meetings can be, but taesan is determined to eliminate all of that awkwardness and get them talking!! he's on a mission! ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎⊹ hehe

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he'll keep going on about his awesome best friend, telling stories and complimenting him nonstop. he'll never ever! bring up an embarrassing story either, he's a true friend hehe! not just then, but any chance he gets after their little lunch date, he'll be insufferable w his praise! he's just super passionate abt helping ihan successfully woo his future partner ^^ (he's sure they'll end up together) and he finds them to be a perfect match too! so, he's trying his best to get them to like him back!! what a sweetheart <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ as soon as their date comes to an end, expect leehan to be all over taesan interrogating and bombarding him with endless questions. but he's more than willing to answer them! thanks to TS, leehan will have all the basic info abt the person, their interests, their favourite artists, their hobbies, who they're friends with, places they like to hang out and such.. what a helpful guy!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he's kind enough to even relay some messages to the person, about how leehan said it'd be nice for them to come have lunch with all of them again.. and he obviously exaggerates, complimenting them in leehan’s stead. he's a sneaky kitty! ( ˊᵕˋ ; ) hehe but he doesn't go overboard ofc!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ donghyun's crush tagging along their lunch dates becomes a regular occurrence at some point, as they gradually warm up to one another. leehan's heart could burst at the tiny interactions they share. everyone keeps nudging leehan to talk to them, and to finally ask them out, saying it's not that serious, that it's just a date. but it is that serious for poor ihan, when his heart is about to jump out of his chest at the mere thought of his crush. he wouldn't know how to handle it if the two of them were to be left alone. he's so in love gosh.. ｡ ˚. ૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა

𐚁๋࣭⭑ they would all encourage him to take the next step in their own ways! taesan would try and talk him into it, while riwoo would take a more straightforward approach, and save seats for leehan to sit next to his crush, just so they can be closer hehe. sungho would randomly go off abt some cool new place that's opened recently, telling leehan to go check it out with him sometime. (the mastermind has a plan!) and jaehyun, I can kinda imagine him spilling a little bit of his drink (supposedly) accidentally on leehan's crush, just so leehan can have an excuse to help them out. tbh ihan would just look at him with a confused/irritated expression, as myungjae winks at him.. he's trying his best okay?

𐚁๋࣭⭑ I can imagine the sneaky smiles the rest of the boys would exchange at the slightest things, like when the two sit close to e/o, or when they touch hands on accident, or at times when they catch leehan staring at his crush with the most obvious heart eyes.. ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ they're having sm fun lmao.. but they're also just happy to see their friend finally talk to someone he's liked for soooo long. such cuties <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ sungho's proposal to go to this new fun place would actually strike interest in leehan's crush so.. it's a date! you've no idea how thrilled everyone would be to finally have leehan take his secret crushing further and go on a date with them!! (well plus sungho..) leehan can't really process what happened.. that sungho just casually got him a date.. well, kind of.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ I can imagine sungho helping leehan get ready for the date as he gives him a pep talk 😭😭 gosh it'd be the most adorable but hilarious thing.. he will help him choose the outfit, and won't stop adjusting his clothes like a worried mom lol. you'd think he's the one that's head over heels in love, with how worried he gets. but that's sungho for you! ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა always so caring when it comes to the others <3 <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ leehan will literally sit/stand there with a hyper focused expression, taking everything in.. like, he doesn't wanna mess it up, you know! so any piece of advice is welcome. especially when it's coming from his most trusted friend <3 he'll be nodding and listening deep in thought, as sungho gives him pointers on what to do or not to do. an adorable little duo ^^

𐚁๋࣭⭑ …and then there's jaehyun. (bear w me while I push my menace myungjae agenda pls) who just happens to be there, not because he wants to help but just turning up to be a nuisance (again). this boy strikes me as someone that will tease. and tease he will! like, he'll tell him something that'll have leehan full on stressing.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ now look.. he doesn't wanna scare him, but he can't help adding more and more to his joke cuz poor ihan's thoughtful look just brings him sm joy LOL. the way his brows furrow in worry, looking to sungho for reassurance.. ૮ ˊ͈ . ˋ͈ ა only for the oldest to just stand there shaking his head in disapproval at jaehyun’s nonsense.. just a group of sillies.. ♡♡♡

𐚁๋࣭⭑ myungjae will eventually just burst out laughing, and admit to leehan that he's just kidding and that it'll go perfectly fine.. so basically, he would joke around but he'll also genuinely show up for him! it's just his way of showing support hehe

𐚁๋࣭⭑ and then we have taesan and riwoo just sitting there, quietly observing this pure chaos.. the two kitties smile at the jokes and the bickering, entertained by simply listening to their conversations.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ but when the time comes for leehan to set out, they'll be first to rush and give him words of encouragement and wish him good luck! taesan tells him to just be himself and everything will go smoothly, as he drowns him in perfume at the last minute. while riwoo just advises him not to go off abt his fish and it'll be just fine 😭😭 he tells him his looks will do the trick. which, true.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ and sungho... is nowhere to be seen. he must've slipped thru the door when everyone was busy, sly little fox he is. ૮ • ﻌ - ა when leehan takes notice of this he starts panicking, but the others tell him to go, or else he'll be late and that sungho will probably just meet them there.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ hmm.. ihan senses sth suspicious about this whole thing, but he doesn't want to make his crush wait so he complies. right before he leaves jaehyun will pipe in and ask to update them throughout the date, and at this point leehan is abt to combust from overstimulation lol so he just gets out of there.

𐚁๋࣭⭑ but it gets worse! bcuz he only hears from sungho thru text when he's already arrived. he sends him a single message saying: I'm not going, enjoy your date 😘~ you're welcome <3 …oh how leehan wishes he could magically teleport to where he is and give him a piece of his mind..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ sungho's really just doing this bcuz he wishes the best for his friend, but leehan doesn't realize that rn through his drumming heartbeat and the ever increasing urge to leave. he's kinda nervous, ngl. hah... haha . ha... srsly he's abt to pass out guys..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ in the end everything will be fine of course.. there's nothing to worry about, I mean.. it's leehan. he might mention his fishies here and there by accident but that only adds to his charm hehe ૮˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა esp if he stops himself mid sentence after.. telling his crush he's not supposed to talk about fish today 😭😭 they'd find this so cute.. nicknaming him fish boy in their mind cuz of it. I'm gonna sob..

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he's getting more comfortable w them, finding it easier to talk to them and even make jokes! seeing his crush laugh bcuz of sth he said has him melting on the inside.. lovesick baby <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ and (ik I forgot to mention this oops.. but the date takes place at an arcade, which creates a better environment for the two to have fun and get comfy w e/o!! genius sungho.) he'll try to desperately win one of those plushies for him from those rigged machines, but he'll fail :( but at least he's cute while pouting hehe

𐚁๋࣭⭑ since ihan senses that they seem to get on quite well, he'll consider the idea of asking them out again. I feel like he would be pretty regretful not to have asked them out himself, u know, in a proper way. so he'll muster up all his courage at the end of the date, when he's dropping them off, to actually ask his crush out on his own, like he'd wanted to in the first place!

𐚁๋࣭⭑ he'll just tell them cutely that he likes spending time w them and that he'd love to do something like this again sometime, that he wants to get to know them better!.. and when his crush questions if he's asking them out on a date, he'll just blush and say he is shyly.. ૮ / / / ⍝ა ofc they'll say yes!! again.. it's leehan. have u seen him? also they really enjoyed today's date too, which they'll tell ihan abt and his cheeks are burning up at this point... cuties x

𐚁๋࣭⭑ numbers and shy thank yous will be exchanged. leehan promising to text them about their next date <3 don't u guys think it'll be sweet if they give ihan a quick peck on the cheek? cuz I do. just for the sake of making his heart flutter and see him go shy again.. what a cute sight it'll be gosh :'( <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ safe to say, leehan goes to bed that day w a glowing ball of light in his chest, heart full and mind replaying moments from the date <3 baby boy's so happy. ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎ა ♡ he couldn't be happier.. already planning out their next date <3

𐚁๋࣭⭑ oh! almost forgot! he'll just send a simple text to the group chat that the date went well, cuz he's just soo exhausted.. immediately summoning the others w their endless questions smh. but that can wait until morning. also, just know that taesan will be the first to hear abt all the deets the next morning!! hehehe that's it <3

[may-bornmia]

Clingy Little Baby (series) - Bang Chan

(a/n: THIS HAS BEEN POSTED ON WATTPAD UNDER MY USERNAME may_bornmia !!)

Pairings: Bang Chan x OC (you can picture yourself, whatever makes you comfortable :))

Warnings (for the entirety of the series): littlespace, forthcoming smut, subspace, a HUGE amount of fluff, fast-paced story

CHAPTER 1: A Crush

Bang Christopher Chan has tried his goddamn best to look away, but whenever Park Ahyoung is in the same lecture as him, seated right before him, he fails miserably. It would be an understatement to call his admiration for her just a crush, because, to him, she was the prettiest, most endearing girl on the entire college campus. 

He did not lack female attention; instead, he had an abundance of it, with almost every other girl trying to converse with him somehow, or even touch him. And he was polite to everyone -- smiling whenever someone talked to him, helping others with their assignments, and was on good terms with the professors. So it did not make much of a difference whenever someone new came to interact with him. 

Yet, he knew that something was different when, for the first time, a fidgety Ahyoung walked over to his seat and feebly asked him about their next assignment. Attention sparked, and he felt slight goosebumps on his skin when she adorably smiled, mumbling a little 'thank you' to him before waddling away. Chan was immediately made aware of her presence; the petite introvert with the cutest smile and sparkly eyes, and the smallest voice known to mankind. 

Something in him moved that day -- to say it in the cheesiest manner -- and for two weeks, he had been trying to come up with excuses to talk to her. However, it was a rather tough job, because she was extremely shy and introverted. And she seemed afraid of him, God knows why. 

And currently, sitting behind her, his attention kept diverting from the lecture to Ahyoung. He tried his best to tear his focus away from the cutie, but when she turned to the side to face her friend and smile, his heart almost exploded with joy. 

It was always a gorgeous sight to see her smile. 

As far as he had observed, she only had a single friend, Kim Seungmin, who was super protective of her. It was like he was shielding his own child from the malice of this sinful world. Chan had seen him cuss out loud at some girl who was trying to pick on Ahyoung, and by the end of the curses, that girl had her mascara running down her face. 

Chan watched her in a dreamy trance, until his seatmate, Han Jisung, whispered to him, "You look drunk." 

The Aussie woke up from his trance and faced Jisung, who stifled a chuckle. Chan sighed and whispered back to him, "Shut up." 

"With this," the professor spoke, "We end today's class. You're all dismissed." 

Chan was collecting his books when he heard Seungmin speak to Ahyoung, "I have to go home right now. Mom isn't doing well, so I need to take care of her. I won't be able to do the presentation with you in the next class." 

Ahyoung made an adorable pout at him, and Chan heard her voice over a mumble for the first time as she spoke, "I hope she gets well soon, Minnie." 

The loverboy could almost melt there. 

Seungmin spoke further, "Will you be able to present alone?" 

"I... can try." 

The best friend grinned, patting her head, "I'm rooting for you, alright? Call me once you're done." 

He gathered his books and walked out of the class, and Jisung picked up his stuff, saying, "Come on, Chan, let's go. We have a presentation in the next class." 

One could see the gears turning in Chan's head. As soon as Ahyoung stood up, fixing her skirt, he spoke up from his seat, "Hey, Ahyoung!" 

She looked visibly nervous, "Um, hello..." 

"Are you prepared for the presentation?" 

Jisung watched in utter curiosity at his friend trying to make her comfortable. He was aware of Chan's crush on her. But what was he doing? 

Ahyoung, on the other hand, bit her lower lip in the most latent manner, "I am, but I-I don't have a partner." 

"Oh, I don't have a partner, too," Chan lied, pretending to think hard, "How about we partner up for this?" 

Ahyoung's eyes widened, and from the background, one could hear Jisung shrieking, "Bro, really?" 

"Would you be comfortable partnering up with me?" Chan continued to gently ask her, and she rubbed her shoe on the ground subtly, anxious about the entire ordeal. However, partnering up with someone could prove to be better than doing it all herself, right? All the amount of anxiety was piling up on her, and she kept telling herself in her head: Bang Chan is a good person. Bang Chan is a good person. He won't harm me. 

So, she questioned, "We haven't prepared together yet..." 

"We still have, like, 30 minutes before the next class. How about we prepare now?" the Aussie grinned charmingly, and she blushed and looked down, "Okay, let's do it." 

"Unbelievable," Jisung walked off in comic frustration, having been betrayed just a moment ago. 

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(a/n: next part coming up soon!~)

[honeylations]

CHOI JIHYUN x FEM!READER

Prompt: A short love shot between you and Choi Jihyun

Warnings/Notes: so fluffy you’re gonna dieeee, cafe worker reader, dance major Jihyun, because I miss Jihyun

A/N: Sorry this is a random fanfic BUT I JUST WATCHED A SAD JIHYUN EDIT ON TIKTOK T^T miss her so much I’m sobbing

It was 8:20am and you were walking side by side with Jihyun on her Uni campus, dropping her off to her dance studio. She was talking to you about how her classes were going whereas you couldn’t stop admiring her side profile.

She was so perfect to you even though she disagreed. She had the most beautiful brown eyes that you loved getting lost into, the most fluffiest cheeks that you loved to pinch, the most softest lips you loved to steal a kiss from, and the most cutest laugh you loved to hear.

Your love story was very kdrama coded. You didn’t want to go to Uni and decided to open a cafe instead after receiving so many compliments on your baking plus perfect beverages.

Jihyun is a dance major and enjoyed a nice hot chocolate and cronut before her classes because she believed a good brain requires good food.

The first time you saw her walk through your cafe doors, you already fell in love with her contagious smile as she looked through the displays of cakes and sweet besides the counter.

At first you gave her a discount, then turning into a lot of free food. This earned a look from Chanelle, your cafe buddy in crime but no matter how many times she told you that you couldn’t just give free stuff to a pretty girl, everything went in one ear and out the other.

So Chanelle eventually gave up scolding you. You owned the cafe after all.

The entire act of kindness was too obvious for Jihyun to ignore and she eventually gained feelings for you too. Then free food turned into endless dates.

Then you confessed and asked her to be your girlfriend after she did a dance performance at her Uni spring event.

Now you two have been dating for many months and you still pamper her with endless amounts of goodies from your cafe.

“You’re spacing out” Jihyun’s voice brought you back to reality.

You didn’t realise you had already reached her studio.

“Just thinking about how lucky I am to be dating you” You winked.

Jihyun hid her blushing face in her palms but you were quick to take it and throw it around your neck as you hugged her waist. “Don’t hide from me, cutie”

“Ugh you’re insane” she tucked her face into your neck.

“For you, I am” You smirked when she hit your chest but then your smile faltered.

Jihyun raised her brows. “What’s wrong?”

“Where’s your jacket?” You rubbed her waist.

“Oh yeah, it’s still drying. Moka forgot to do the laundry”

You sighed and kissed her forehead before taking off your hoodie, giving her a glimpse of your lower abs.

“Here, baby”

She hesitantly accepted it. “But you’ll be cold!”

“It’s better than seeing you freeze to death. Go to class and I’ll text you later okay?”

Jihyun nodded and hugged you tightly while you rained many kisses on her temple and then her lips. “I love you”

“I love you too” She giggled and watched you walk off, not knowing her classmates were behind her.

“Your girlfriend is so goddamn fine, Jihyun” Minju commented.

Jihyun frowned cutely. “Back off”

“Relax~ it’s a compliment!”

“I agree with Minju. You’re so lucky” Jiwoo spoke up.

The girls shared a laugh and entered their studio, ready to begin the lesson.

After 2 hours of non stop dancing, the students fell to the ground out of exhaustion while the AC tried to aid them.

Yunah took a huge swig of her water when she noticed a familiar face out the window. “Hey Jihyun, isn’t that your girlfriend?”

“My girlfriend?!” Jihyun jumped up with a new wave of energy.

Everyone stared at you when you knocked on the door, Himena opening it for you. “Hi how can I help?”

“I’m looking for someone…oh there she is!” Your smile grew when you found your super excited girlfriend drenched in sweat.

Himena let you enter further with a paper bag in one hand and a blue lemonade in the other. “I figured you were tired so I got you some food”

Jihyun pulled her beanie lower to cover her eyes out of shyness. It became a habit to randomly pop into her classes and drop off either food or gifts.

The other students in the studio started squealing and murmuring between each other, totally envying the love Jihyun received from you.

“Must you always do this?” She giggled and laid her head onto your chest.

“Anything for my girl”

She leaned up on her tippy toes to kiss your cheek before accepting the food from your hands. “What’s in here?” She asked, shaking the paper bag.

“Two croissants. Fresh from my cafe” You winked.

“Why can’t you be like that to me?” Jiwoo whined at Yunah, shaking her shoulder.

“Eh?” Yunah raised a brow.

“How long do you have left of class?” You whispered to your shorter girlfriend.

“Finished now actually. My next class starts in two hours”

Your eyes sparkled. “Can I hang out with you for those two hours?”

“Of course, baby. Hope you don’t mind my friends joining” She gestured at the group of girls still watching them from afar.

“The more the merrier!”

Jihyun claimed you were very much Golden Retriever coded and enjoyed how your invisible tail would wag at anything she said to you. She called you a stupid loser one time and you literally just stared at her like she made the stars.

“Let’s go?” You wrapped an arm around Jihyun’s shoulder.

“Let’s go! Come on girls”

As you two walked out the studio, Jihyun reached up to kiss the side of your lips. Something she’s usually too shy to do. “Thank you, baby”

Your heart was about to jump out of your chest. “Anytime”

“I love you”

“I love you more”

[cupidjyu]

my secret admirer

haknyeon x reader (request, thank you for the birthday wish, dear anon!)

genre: slight mystery (not really), fluff, cutie haknyeon, bff kevin, just a lot of surprise, getting together-ish, texting au-ish notes: haknyeon just gives me orange/tangerine vibes like he is the brightest, cutest soul ever i wanna smooch him... word count: 2.7k

music played in your ears as you watched lazily as your pen rolled and rolled, all the way to the edge of the table. you didn’t flinch as it fell and made a loud, clattering sound on the wood floor. though, you did jump when you noticed people around who were also studying at the library, turn to look at you with sharp eyes.

you slightly bowed your head, apologized, and bent down to pick it up. you sighed, tired as you slumped back down onto your seat. you were so tired from studying constantly and having to finish up last-minute projects, feeling the life slowly leave your soul as you played with the hem of your papers, yawning.

but then, your phone lit up and you see it’s from him.

or he’s also known by his contact name which is “tangerine🍊”

your best friend, kevin, once saw a notification pop up from him and he thought that you were the weirdest person ever for texting someone named tangerine. though you explained it was a nickname, he had stumped you with his next question.

“what’s his real name then?” he asked.

you paused, thinking for a second. you furrowed your eyebrows, “i don’t actually know?”

“y/n,” he gaped at you in disbelief. “are you kidding me right now?”

the guy who goes by the name of tangerine is a complete mystery to you. and usually, you wouldn’t talk to literal strangers with an anonymous face. but here’s the catch: he’s your secret admirer! you felt giddy just thinking about it.

he had even admitted to it. 

-

it all happened when you had just woken up from a nap. you were exhausted and drowsy, with your hair all over the place. you blinked your eyes blearily and that was when you saw that you had gotten a text from an unknown number.

unknown: hi y/n

you vividly remembered freezing, feeling fear rush through you. did you just gain a stalker? you hesitantly texted back.

you: hi who’s this

unknown: you don’t need to know that

you cringed.

you: ur really creepy right now

unknown: no no no no i promise im not a creep (T⌓T) i just wanted to talk to you but i dunno how to approach u ╥﹏╥

you giggled softly, finding the emoticons cute.

you: do i know you?

unknown: you may have seen me around campus, but i wont tell you who i am. im…. shy (*^.^*)

you smiled like an idiot at your screen.

you: ok, what should i call you

unknown: hm, let me think

unknown: how about

unknown: yours?

you recalled widening your eyes and sitting up in bed at that moment.

you: wow thats bold

unknown: ill always be bold for you

you: bro

unknown: i think ur really pretty, can i be ur secret admirer?

you paused.

you: sure, whats your favorite fruit

unknown: tangerines, why?

you: that’s your new name

tangerine🍊: i still think being yours would be better

you: dont get ahead of yourself

-

tangerine🍊: i saw these beautiful flowers and they remind me of you &lt;3

you: oh thank you

and you would never admit that you had zoomed in on the picture. but, not on the flowers, but the pretty hand that was holding the stem of the tulip. oh, how you so badly wanted to know who he was. your studying was long forgotten.

-

you loved this place. the cafe was the perfect vibe. the drinks were so amazing that you liked to try all of them. and it was never too busy to the point that it got stressful. it often became your go-to study spot. so basically, you’re a regular. there was always the nicest girl who served you your drink every day. you remember her mostly from the pretty, light pink hair color that she had dyed it.

currently, you were waiting for kevin so that the two of you could visit nearby stores. he had complained to you the day before that he desperately needed new clothes. you were also waiting for your drink.

and speaking of,

“iced matcha latte for y/n?”

you startled out of your thoughts. that wasn’t the typical honey-like voice that you heard from the girl. instead, it was deeper and raspier. you turned and approached the counter. and it was like time stopped.

you felt like you were in one of those romance dramas where the two characters would meet for the first time and they just cannot get their eyes off each other. the man in front of you was so… cute? he was also handsome, you must add. he had full, pretty lips and big, yet gentle eyes. he looked good with only a simple uniform on. additionally, his brown hair was wavy and looked incredibly soft to the touch.

he was the epitome of your ideal type, friendly, and looks like a cute golden retriever.

and instead of greeting him nicely like a normal citizen, the only thing that you could blurt out was,

“you don’t work here.”

his hand that was holding your drink was now stuck mid-air. and then he burst out laughing, his eyes twinkling which only made your heart thump even more. 

“of course i do. i’m just covering for someone else,” he tilted his head, grinning. “don’t tell me you’ve never seen me before.”

you shook your head, still in a trance.

“huh,” he scoffed to himself, slightly in disbelief. but still, he gave you the sweetest smile. “well, it’s nice to meet you.” he had a slight glint in his eyes, almost like he already knew you. and whether you thought that was odd or not, you didn’t care. what you were more focused on was the fact that you may or may not have developed a huge crush on him.

…

“your drink, y/n,” he reminded, eyeing you teasingly. you blinked.

“oh! r-right,” you grabbed it, almost choking on your spit. “have a nice… day?” you turned on your heel and rushed away where kevin was now waiting for you at the entrance. he waved at you excitedly.

“hey,” he grinned. “did you see the sale going on at-”

but you were quick to interrupt him.

“who is that?” you gestured to the man behind you. he was now cleaning the counters, as beautiful as ever.

“hm?” your best friend peeked behind you. his eyes widened with realization. “that’s… is that haknyeon? what’s he doing here? i didn’t know he had a shift today…”

you gawked at him with confusion.

he was quick to notice and he laughed, “haknyeon’s my roommate.”

“oh,” you were deep in thought. all that was playing in your mind was his beautiful smile and his bright eyes and his-

“why, did he bother you?”

“no, he’s just…” you stammered. “he’s cool, i guess.” and as you were leaving, you couldn’t help but take another peek at him. your heart was thumping the whole day after, just at the thought of possibly seeing him again.

-

tangerine🍊: matcha latte or chai latte?

you: matcha latte of course, are u kidding me

tangerine🍊: hm.. then ill make sure to keep that in mind for our future dates

you: ive never seen u yet, how are you so sure ill go on a date with you?

tangerine🍊: maybe you did see me (*ﾉωﾉ) 

you: what

tangerine🍊: nothing! i will now make a chai latte since you hate it so much

you: i never said i hate it. and you can make drinks? are you a barista at a cafe or something?

you: don’t leave me on read

you: youre a menace

-

haknyeon let out a huge breath after holding it for so long. he flipped over on his bed, burying his face in the pillow as he screamed into it until his face was red (as if he wasn’t blushing already before).

“are you okay?” kevin eyed him, looking up from his computer.

“im fine,” he breathed out. “i just almost got caught.”

“did you commit a crime or something?” kevin widened his eyes.

“oh no,” he giggled. he then looked off into the distance with dazed eyes. “i’m just in love.”

“oh my god.”

-

it’s odd, how kevin, who was your best friend for who knows how long, has never invited you to his dorm before. you’ve known him since the two of you were just playing and running in the playground. he’s been by your side forever, rooting for you and hoping you’d do the same. but his unvisited dorm status has now changed as you were now standing right outside his room.

once he heard your knock, he flung open the door and smiled widely.

“y/n!” he threw his arms around you. “i missed you!”

you giggled, slapping him playfully, “kev, it’s only been two days.”

“still,” he glared. he stepped aside, “come in!”

you were incredibly surprised to see how neat the small room was. everything was folded, not a single piece of dirty clothes on the floor, nor were there empty iced tea bottles that kevin always loved to drink.

you turned to him with a baffled smile, “since when were you so neat?”

“me?” he froze. and then he shook his head, “no way, would i ever be the neat one… that was haknyeon.” he rolled his eyes, gesturing to the folded blankets and fluffed pillows, “he insisted that our dorm be neat for our guest. which, i don’t understand because when he has sunwoo over, he doesn’t care at all how messy it is. maybe it’s cause he knows it’s you…”

you didn’t think too much of the odd statement and just laughed quietly. you sat on kevin’s bed, taking one of his plushies and squishing it roughly in your hand.

“so,” you began. “what show did you say we should watch again?” you looked up at him. but kevin was staring at his phone, an utter look of panic in his eyes. “k-kevin?”

“i, uh- i’ll be right back,” he jerked a thumb to the door. “may have taken someone else’s package. i was wondering why i ordered like one hundred packs of cookie cutters… who even needs that?” and he was out of the door after grabbing the brown box, the metal sounds jingling inside. you could even hear the footsteps running down the hallway.

you yelped, “wait-” you sighed, sinking back down on the bed in defeat. you took this chance to look at the area a bit more closely. it was a lot different from your dorm. their dorm was a bit more cluttered but in a colorful way. kevin had some art supplies laid out on his desk, as well as an unfinished coffee from this morning.

you turned to the other side of the room, which you assumed was haknyeon’s. there was the cutest pig plushie on his bed, and on his desk… was a whole pack of macarons. 

you laughed, it reminding you very oddly of a certain secret admirer. it was his favorite snack, he absolutely adored rambling on and on about them, even rating each macaron he ate from one to ten. on some days, he would randomly send you a picture and caption it “you have to try this when we go on our date, one day >.&lt;”

you opened your phone and texted him.

you: what’s your favorite flavor of macarons?

suddenly, a ping came from his bedside table. you paused, your body going rigid when you noticed how a phone had immediately lit up as soon as you pressed send. you tilted your head. that’s not kevin’s phone, but haknyeon’s.

maybe it was just a coincidence?

you walked over and you read the contact name that popped up on the phone.

prettiest in the world (y/n) 💗

you took in a small gasp as your eyes shifted from your phone to his. with your heartbeat thumping, you rushed and sent another text to him. and soon enough, his phone sounded once again. 

you yelped. all the dots began to connect in your head. the glint in his eye at the cafe, kevin’s constant complaining of his roommate being on his phone late at night…

he’s your-

the door suddenly opened. you whipped around, expecting it to be kevin, but instead, it was him. he looked like he had just come back from running after class, books in his hand and his mouth huffing for breath. he looked attractive. and also cute. you’ll never get over how cute he is.

he pointed at you, smiling funnily, “you’re here… and kevin’s not here?” he looked at you with awe. “he must trust you a lot.”

“i- you-” your cheeks began to flame red as you stuttered. you pointed at his phone, handing it to him.

he looked at you with surprise. “i knew i left it here!” he groaned, taking it from you. he turned it on. when he saw the notifications from you, he immediately froze. his mouth pulled into a sharp line as he slowly looked at you, his eyes darting.

you simply stared back, mouth wide open. the cute guy from the cafe, your best friend’s roommate, was your secret admirer? the one that you’ve been talking to for almost two months now?

“i- i can explain!” he panicked, his hands flailing helplessly. then, they clasped together, almost in silent prayer as he gazed at you with pleading eyes. he took a deep breath before rambling like an absolute maniac, “i am… i am your secret admirer, here in the flesh. but please hear me out! i’ve known you for a long time because i always see you on video call with kevin. and then i saw that you started coming to the cafe i work at and i-” he stammered, his cheeks turning redder by the second. “and then i thought that you were the most beautiful. like an angel who fell from the sky and- oh, im rambling. but i- i didn’t know how to approach you so i got your number through kevin’s phone so-”

“you’re my secret admirer?’ you asked in utter disbelief, completely disregarding his sob story.

he blushed, looking away as he shuffled on his feet.

“maybe…?”

you gaped at him. but your lips slowly grew into a bright smile.

“thank god, you weren’t some old creepy guy,” you sighed in relief. “i’m glad that my secret admirer is a cute one.”

“yeah,” he casually agreed. “you wouldn’t want some cree- wait. what?” he sputtered, turning even more pink. his eyes were wide. “y-you think i’m cute?”

you nodded, winking, “you’re really cute. i even might have developed a crush on you when i first met you. i’m glad it’s you.”

he laughed, loudly, “that’s so…” he looked at you fondly. “that’s amazing. i can’t believe i- oh i think i just won the lottery. uh so, should i properly greet you now?” he giggled adorably. “hey y/n,” he took your hand in his, making you sputter. he pressed a soft kiss to the back of it, just like a prince. “i really like you and i would love to not be your secret admirer anymore.”

you giggled, your heart soaring. 

“so, would you maybe… want to go on a date tomorrow, mr. tangerine?” you laughed. “or should i say, haknyeon?”

he smiled dearly as he bowed, making you laugh even more. “i would love to, your highness. and soon, can you call me yours?”

you swatted him away and glanced at him shyly.

“maybe…”

-

haknyeon🍊💗: did you get home safely? i had an amazing time with you ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

you: i did!! amazing date, definitely topped the last one

haknyeon🍊💗: wow are you seriously ranking them rn

you: i am. i want to go on all sorts of dates with you since you’re mine

haknyeon🍊💗: am i… am i finally.. (gasp) yours?

you: yea 

you: you are awfully dramatic, you know that

-

kevin was startled at the sound of haknyeon screaming once again in his pillow.

he groaned, “is it y/n again?”

“mhrbrmnghm,” he hummed, garbled into the pillow.

“at least be grateful i invited them over in the first place…”

[namuneulbo]

week one hundred and twenty nine

my ocd's been really weird lately. it keeps showing up when i least expect it and it's so hard to ignore.

i've had surprisingly few things to do considering exam season's coming up. i should definitely start studying some grammar stuff. i think i'll have to come up with a new and more efficient study schedule for my next term.

monday was l's birthday. it was weird. i didn't know whether to say happy birthday to him or not. he ended up posting about it so late that i ended up falling asleep and i decided not to give him a belated congratulations the day after, especially considering it would've had to been via dms.

our relationship's so weird. ending on 'good' terms is weird. i can't fully hate him and that makes it so much harder to get over him. i would say i'm over him... i'd say i'm over him enough to start talking to new people. i don't really mind being single at the moment though. getting silly short-lived crushes on strangers on campus or on the bus is way more fun now. i just think it's harder to ignore him when i don't fully have a reason to like... block him or something. we literally still send each other tiktoks and memes and react to each other's bereals and i do tend to get a bit... sad (?) whenever i see his mom or younger sister reacting to them because they were so nice to me and i felt so accepted and welcomed. it makes me nervous thinking about what he's told them about us not meeting up anymore. what if he made it seem like i didn't want to or something and now they just think i'm the asshole?

i'm over him.

i haven't matched with anyone new since last time. one guy who was pretty cute but he replies so slow. like... i'm talking days. he seemed really nice but i'm kind of over it if he's going to reply that slow.

it would be nice to meet someone in real life though; maybe via uni or so. i don't think i'd meet someone within my major though. the demographic is quite... not my style. not that major plays that big of a part. some majors are definitely hotter than others though. i think graphic design or anything like... computer/coding/design related is quite nice. my biggest turn-off is econ. econ and like... engineers. no spice. rich, sure, but no spice and it just radiates right-wing.

i went thrifting on monday too. i got veneer on cd, the the perks of being a wallflower book and a barbie dvd. quite the find to be honest.

i also lost my job on monday? apparently i was still in the application process for the job and not actually employed? they never told me that? it just said so in the fine print of the agreement. so yeah... i'm back on the job search grind. i'm currently trying to get a nice new photo for my cv before i start applying again. my current one is shit.

also! we've (mostly my sister and her boyfriend) been taking care of my sister's boyfriend's sister's dog (that's a mouthful) this week. she's such a cutie but she's a lot. she's so playful and... dog-like? i've never had such a stereotypical dog before so it's so new. she gets so excited all the time and it's so cute. her favorite toy is this shark plushie and she walks around with it a lot and it's the cutest thing ever.

yesterday a and j came over as usual and it was a lot of fun. we had a yummy dinner and drank some wine and a bunch of gin and tonics. i love gin and tonic!

sotw: poppy - concrete

[imrodolforeli]

Jersey No. 09

Written by Rhoda Chapter V

Every Monday, Tuesday, and Friday, we have this class in the afternoon at the building of the College of Agricultural and Environmental Sciences (CAES). Frankly, this class schedule is my favorite one. What makes me like this schedule is the fact that it is being conducted at the CAES Building. I love the CAES Building so much. Do you want to know why? Here it is.

I personally think that CAES is the home of the hottest and cutest guys on campus. That is why, when I looked at my Certificate of Registration (COR) and saw that I have a class schedule at the CAES Building, I immediately became excited. This means that I'll have the chance to see those hot and cute guys as I go to my class.

But this is not to say that the College of Teacher Education, Arts, and Sciences—the college where I belong—does not have hotties and cuties. However, in our college, especially in the BEEd Department, it is rare to find cute and hot students. I mean, take my section as an example; most of my classmates are girls, and only a few are boys. The rest are “joyful mysteries” like me.

It was Thursday afternoon, four days before the university-wide intramurals. After our class in PrED 131, my classmates and I were on our way to our last subject for that day. As we walked to our next class, we saw how busy the people were. There were many student-athletes outside rigorously and enthusiastically practicing and training for the upcoming sports event.

Under the huge mango tree, a guy who was hastily wearing shoes and a jersey caught my attention. He was tall, and all I could see was his wide and masculine back. But when he slowly turned his back, I remembered that it was the Jersey No. 09 guy whom my friends were talking about last time.

This time, I have a clear view of his face. In all fairness, the Jersey No. 09 guy has a clear face. He has cute eyes that disappear when he smiles. I noticed that his thin lips were pinkish. His nose is not that pointed but cute enough, and it complements the structure of his face. He also has a clean haircut, which I like because it frames his face. Personally, I like how cute and clean-looking this guy is.

Wait, did I just say “like”?

[crystalsoobin]

nine — hedgehogs have trust issues

synopsis: when yn finds herself falling (more like thirsting) for the campus hottie, yeonjun, she turns to her friends for advice. one suggests that she fake date yeonjun’s best friend and the campus cutie, soobin. desperately, she agrees and begins her journey to make yeonjun jealous - and maybe even starts to catch feelings for soobin in the process.

note: yes im finally posting this !! sorry for taking FOREVER but im lazy and i wasnt rlly feeling it. but i will be planning out the next few chapters to be prepared :)

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“here we are.” soobin opened the door to his dorm. yes, you were at soobin’s dorm. why? to meet odi of course.

“it’s nice.” you say looking around.

“thanks.” you both walk past the kitchen towards his room, but before he opens the door he stops you. “just so you know, i am not liable for anything that happens to you in this room.”

“actually, you are. it’s your room.” soobin gives a weird look.

“whatever.” he opens the door and welcomes you into his bedroom. right away you notice it’s a lot cleaner than you thought it would be. and it’s actually quite well decorated.

“ok, you’ve got taste.” you say, checking out the room.

soobin rolls his eyes jokingly. “what do you think i am? a gremlin?”

“that’s exactly what i think you are.” you smile and throw yourself onto his bed, messing up the sheets.

“hey! what do you think you’re doing?! you’re messing up my sheets!” he grabs your arm to try to pull you off. no luck.

“what? did you make your bed just for me?” you jokingly bat your eyes at him as you sit up.

“yes, i did so get off!” soobin throws his arms down like a toddler and pouts, clearly holding in a laugh. as much as you felt weird to admit it… he looked kinda cute. but you put that aside and got off the bed.

“fine. there you go.”

“thank you.” he walks past you to his dresser.

“aren’t you going to fix your sheets?” you ask as you follow him to the dresser.

“no. i was supposed to introduce you to odi anyway.” soobin moves aside as you lean over to look into odi’s enclosure.

“i can’t see him.” you frown slightly.

“i’ll lure him out don’t worry. he just needs a little motivation.” soobin pulls out a treat from one of the bags on his dresser. he stuck it out in front of a little brown cave and called odi.

after a few seconds, he came out but sensing a stranger he started to crawl back, but not before soobin stopped him.

“odi, it’s okay. you can trust her.”

“hm. a hedgehog with trust issues?” you ask jokingly.

“yeah, he didn’t even trust me at first. but he’s a sweet little guy once you get to know him. spikey, but sweet.” you find yourself chuckling at that.

soobin finally gets odi to trust him enough to carry him out of the warm and cozy enclosure. he brings his hands over to you holding odi, who you thought was the cutest damn thing you’ve ever seen.

“stop he’s actually so cute.” you gush.

“he’s his father’s son, i guess.” soobin says proudly, earning a mocking laugh from you. he glares at you and proceeds to look towards odi. “odi, this is my girlfriend, yn.”

odi sniffs the air around you and attempts to step closer to you, but is stopped by the edge of soobin’s hands.

“can i hold him?” you ask desperately. soobin nods and hands him to you. and surprisingly for soobin, odi instantly curls up and snuggles into your hands.

“woah. what did you do to him?” soobin asks dumbfounded.

“what?! i didn’t do anything to him.”

“he’s never been this cuddly with a stranger… barely even with me.” soobin pouts snd pretends to sulk like a toddler.

“guess i’m just better.” you smile proudly. “right odi? i’m your favourite.”

“looks like he believed me though.” whispers soobin, “about you being my girlfriend, he really likes you.”

“hmm we’ll see if he turns on me…” you say jokingly. over the next hours you spent time with soobin and odi, having peaceful conversations on his bed.

during that time you discovered how sweet and funny he was and you felt the growing desire to hang out with him more.

“hey, maybe we can get ice cream at that new ice cream place that opened last week?”

“when?”

“is… tomorrow okay..?”

“yeah! sounds fun.” exclaims soobin. “do you wanna stay for dinner?”

“no that’s okay, i gotta get home or else my roommates will kill me.” you and soobin laughed.

“ok then. see you tomorrow at..?”

“10.”

“10.” soobin repeated. as you left his apartment you noticed the faint smile on your face. no. i like yeonjun. not soobin.

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[bukojuiice]

— genshin boys as your late night study buddy

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ZHONGLI:

– Zhongli would be a very chill study partner. He will always keep his cool and focus, never letting his attention stray away from less trivial things. If he can focus, he’ll focus. There’s always this sense of comfort surrounding him that brightens up your mood and productivity. The both of you are sat in this long table, papers, books, and cute matching pencils are sprawled about. You lean your head on his shoulder, as he serenades you with his deep and butter voice, explaining all the formulas to you. Being able to study in peace and quiet with him is always a blissful experience. He never fails to brew you green tea (as it helps the brain function) even if that meant going down to the kitchen at 2 in the morning. He always brings a small humidifier and some essential oils with him that can help brighten up the study mood and that emits a wafting vanilla pinecone scent to keep you happy. (He’s just fancy like that.) When he doesn’t understand the concepts right away, he’d turn to you, his sharp amber eyes gazing at yours with nothing but innocent and love, and asks: “(Y/N)... what reference is this supposed to be? pepe the frog? kermit the frog? here come dat boi? aren’t they all just amphibians? what are the differences between them? I am very intrigued.”

CHILDE:

  – Childe loves a challenge. An academic challenge. He loves the thrill of finishing school works the night before the deadline, he loves studying for a pop quiz twenty minutes before the bell rings, and most importantly, he loves to pretend he doesn’t know how to solve point a to point b if that means getting to spend time with you as you tutor him on how to do so. He’s at the top of the class, He’s popular and friendly, He’s the captain of the Archery Team, and one of the vice council members of the Fatui Club. But, no other title will ever come close to being your study buddy. You and Childe always chill on the bed whenever you study. Especially when the both of you have the sudden urge to just laze around. Well, it is the wee hours of the night, so just lounging around and trying to resist the urge of sleep is pretty understandable. Sometimes, the two of you would take power naps in between study sessions. This meant cuddle times! Childe will always cuddle with you, (he’s the big spoon and you are the smol spoon) and often times you would be immersed into your textbook while he’s scrolling through his phone and looking for some of the current and popular memes. He’d poke you on the cheek and show you what he’s found. It was quite annoying sometimes and you would reprimand him for it, but it never fails to make you laugh. You jokingly suggested one time that the two of you sneak in the library after closing hours, and your chaotic boyfriend turns to you with the biggest smirk plastered on his face. “Let’s do it baby. I know the law.”

DILUC:

–You and Diluc are the cutest pair of night owls. So, studying late at night is never a problem with him because with the help of each other, the both of you are unstoppable. An actual power couple. Batman and his love interest who? I only know (Y/N) and Diluc. Mondstadt University should be giving you the title of #NoSleepGang for the “Campus Cuties” awards because the two of you are able to ace every test still despite lack of sleep.  You and Diluc are very very organized. The both of you own matching couple planners (that the both of you had gifted to each for Christmas) and have your entire study schedule planned out already. Since the two of you prefer to study at night, your dates are usually done during the day. Which meant never having to worry about the upcoming finals whilst you’re at a cute little café with him. The both of you have respective desks whenever you study together, but you never fail to gaze at your crimson-haired boyfriend with the cutest pout and biggest puppy eyes. He always gives in and next thing you know, your swivel chairs are practically glued next to each other and the both of you are cuddling in your seats. One thing that Diluc never fails to do is pamper you with comfort food or little gifts that you love after a long and tiring week of hell (aka exams) It’s such a sweet gesture and the blissful relationship that you have can’t get any better than this.

“I got you some boba and that necklace from Pandora that you’ve always wanted. I-I’m so proud of you (Y/N). You did great, my love.”

KAEYA:

- You are the Lawful Good to Kaeya’s Chaotic Evil. Kaeya is always tempted to ask for answers from your professors. He’s quite the teacher’s pet, but with good intentions. That’s just how he rolls. Every time he jokes about going to the faculty to help out and the answer sheets are just out in the open, waiting to be snatched, you always glare at at him and punch him softly on the arm, every time he tries to bring up the idea. To which he would always reply with, “I’m kidding. Just kidding my love.” You and Kaeya have amazing study hacks. He is always able to find a movie that is somewhat related to the topics that the both of you are currently studying about. For example, when the topic was an introduction to different branches of science, Kaeya chose Big Hero 6  as the “Educational Movie Of the Day.” He is always able to find something fun and informative for the both of you to watch. Well, Kaeya does find fun and interest in everything. Another effective strategy that both of you do is every time you or him get an answer right, you reward each other with either a kiss on the cheek or a bear hug. Both of these affectionate gestures give you butterflies in your stomach anyway, so it doesn’t matter which is which. With the ideas that Kaeya constantly makes up every single day of your study sessions, there’s a high chance that you’ll never fluke a test ever again.

“Oh. That’s pretty cool of you (Y/N). You got 30 correct answers! If we count everything, so I basically gave you 15 forehead kisses and 15 bear hugs. Congrats! I know we’re going to ace our finals!”

XIAO:

– Xiao is extremely intelligent and talented in a myriad of things. However, he lacks self-confidence. You’ve sworn to your boyfriend that you’d help him gain confidence in his academic abilities. Which is why you became study buddies in the first place. It served as dates with him too! Although he stubbornly refused at first, his reasons being that he can do things by himself and he doesn’t need any help. You continued to encourage him that this was going to help the both of you and it was a way for the two of you to bond, and Xiao hesistantly agreed right after. As the captain of the soccer team, “The Liyue Adepti”, The only free time that Xiao has was during the evening which is the reason for your scheduled late night studies with him. This brought so much more intimate and sweet moments with him though! It meant sleepovers with him, midnight snack runs, and casual early morning strolls in the park. It became sort of a routine. Your hand interlaced with his, the crisp morning air, the little chirpings birds, and the tranquil swaying of the trees brought so much comfort to the both of you. Xiao would be the type of student to not speak up unless he’s called. Even if he knows the answer. The both of you sit on some floor pillows whenever you would study. So, whilst you read aloud, Xiao always hugs you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder.

“I don’t deserve the patience and love you give me, (Y/N). I am eternally grateful for everything you’ve done for me. I hope you know, that I’ll always be here for you.”

ALBEDO:

- Being the university’s library assistant has it’s perks. Access to infinite knowledge, quiet solitude within the library walls, and being able to hang out with your boyfriend. It was truly a perfect deal. After classes, Albedo would be heading straight over to the library to do his work. You’d meet him there and wait until he gets his work done, and then the two of you head home together or have dinner. Albedo likes to plan things in advance. He’s quite busy, being a part of university’s alchemist group and as a library assistant, but, he will always study with you. He even brings Klee with him at times too! She’s always an energetic and cute addition, + she tattles on and on about how in love Albedo is with you and how he would never shut up about you at home. Albedo puts a lot of effort into creating review materials for the both of you. He makes very intricate drawings of modules, dioramas of certain science models, and has all the formulas memorized for him to list down. He’s a genius after all, and although you’ve constantly told him time and time again that he doesn’t have to make a review paper specifically catered to you, he still insists. He always gifts you one whenever it’s exam week (he adds extra detail to them during your finals) The cutest thing about these papers are scribbled about in all of the pages. The cutest doodles of the two of you with hearts and flowers drawn all over. Albedo + (Y/N) is even written in the last page, along with a heartfelt message: 

“I put all my faith and belief in you, (Y/N). I know you can do this. I’m proud of everything you’ve reached so far, my beloved. and I know you’ll reach greater heights. Let’s continue to excel and thrive together. I can’t wait to spend the rest of this journey with you.”

[1kook]

ZOOM CALL

⇢ meeting two

jeon jungkook x (f) reader

⇢ series masterlist

summary: Most notably, there’s one group project waiting for you, which leads you to Friday. Sitting at your desk, bright and early, absolutely dreading being assigned to your group. genre: fluff, slice of life, smut (tags tba) warnings: ITS A SLOW BURN OKAY...., sweetheart jk, campus crush jk, college crushes, social distancing, zoom -_-, jk owns a keroppi plush, oc thirsts over his hot bod, jk’s sweet attempts at flirting </3 he’s just 2 cute for his own good ratings: e for everyone <3 wc: 3.7k

notes: this took long bc i wrote one version but it was SO LAME u guys r lucky my friend and editor ( @kigurumu​ 🖤 ) stopped me from posting it. so then i had to reorganize my thoughts n b like girl. the ppl are waiting. get it together. anyway here’s zoom jk 😎

Being grouped with Jeon Jungkook (he/him) for your first class on the first day of your first Zoom semester truly sets the standard.

By no means do your other classes suck; they’re quite enjoyable, more relevant to your area of study. They’re familiar which makes them comfortable, your Zoom meetings filled with faces you’ve seen time and time again the last four years. The material interests you, so you definitely don’t have anything against them or your classmates. 

That being said, no one is prepared for the awkwardness that comes with each and every Zoom meeting. You never thought you’d be embarrassed to turn your mic on— to speak in a class filled with your peers. And the meetings are all like that, filled with uncomfortable silences and endless black screens. 

You wish there was a Jeon Jungkook (he/him) in every class. 

Jungkook’s just got this bubbly aura to him, this magnetic presence that staples itself into the back of your mind with each passing day. No one fills a Zoom call like he does, making every person laugh and smile like him. 

Wednesday rolls around and you find yourself a little disheartened when you don’t get sorted into the same randomized group as him again. Disappointment melts into annoyance when you find out how incompetent your other classmates are, refusing to speak in the small group or just completely clocking out all together. A lot of them didn’t do the reading— the one you stayed up all night doing —and your first partnered assignment of the semester finds you doing it all by yourself. Muted mics, black windows, complete radio silence; you hated it all. 

You find yourself weirdly longing for Jeon Jungkook’s presence, even if he’s only there to talk about some movie he saw last night. No one is as much of a chatterbox as him, can’t even hold a candle to the way he draws everyone in with his mindless conversations. At least he speaks during Breakout Rooms, you think bitterly. 

Anyway, the first week of classes ends and your brain is a frenzied mess. There’s schedules to memorize, professors to impress, assignments to plan out. There’s definitely no time to sit around and fantasize about the curly haired cutie in one of your general classes. The weekend is spent trying to organize your planner, filling in due dates and exam days ahead of time. It’s your last semester and you’re dead set on making it your best one yet. There’s a lot of written work this time around, analyses and research papers that need to be organized. The road ahead is manageable, but you’ll have to work hard to keep it that way for the next five months. 

Most notably, there’s one group project waiting for you, which leads you to Friday. Sitting at your desk, bright and early, absolutely dreading being assigned to your group.

Jungkook is early this time, not like on Monday where he’d been one of the last to filter in, and he’s looking as chirpy as ever. Donning this horrendously hot pink shirt, completely unlike the neutral tones he’d worn during your last two meetings and that decorate his room, and the cutest pair of circle glasses sitting on his nose. He says his regularly scheduled ‘good morning’ to you all and receives a collective response from the rest of the class that not even your professor got. 

Speaking of the professor, you’ve been giving him the stink eye this whole time. Not that he can tell, given the fact he’s probably miles away in his own home while you angrily glare at him through your webcam. It’s this old guy who’s decided to sort you all into semester long groups for the class, which is the absolute worst. These types of groups always go the same way: you make a group chat promising to study together, those plans fall through, and then everyone just leeches off of each other for homework answers. And in most cases, it’s you handing over your homework answers because no one else ever bothers to do anything. Sadly, it’s a routine you’ve had to suffer through many times in your academic career. 

The thought makes you sick. Having to spend another semester being labeled as the bossy, nerdy dictator of the group? Not exactly how you wanted to spend the last few months of college, but there’s nothing you can do. Maybe this time around you’ll just let it be, won’t fight it (and by it, you mean your lazy classmates when they inevitably try to guilt trip you for homework) and simply let it run its course. 

“I’m going to put you guys into Breakout Rooms with your new groups!” your professor claps excitedly, and then you and the rest of your classmates are forced to watch him lean too close to the camera as he begins clicking around to find the preset groups he’s assigned the class. “Remember, guys, this is it for the rest of the semester. So if something isn’t right, let me know by the end of today.” 

Man, this was going to suck, you groan. The syllabus had said that the purpose of these groups was to keep you all connected with your classmates during these trying times, to give you the same opportunities in-person learning would. Frankly, you’re not too worried about making friends with everyone in this large class. Most of them are younger than you anyway, save for Jeon Jungkook (he/him) and a handful of others who are apparently in your year. Befriending lowerclassmen only to have to bid them adieu in a few months seems awfully sad, a little too heartbreaking. You really just want to get a good grade in this class, collect the last of your credits, and put this whole college experience behind you. 

Your thoughts are wrapped up by the pop-up message that appears on screen. 

The host is inviting you to join a Breakout Room: Group 12

You sigh, contemplate dropping this class for all of two seconds, before dutifully accepting the request. Worse comes to worst, you make up some lie to tell your professor that you’re allergic to group work and hope it works. (It won’t.) 

You sit through the mandatory loading screen for a few seconds before being abruptly dumped into your new room, Group 12, or so the message had said. There’s no one else here yet, which isn’t really a surprise. A lot of your classmates are probably like you, scowling at the pop up message every time your professor sends you into small groups before accepting the request. So you chill by yourself, eyes tracing over your own mirrored image. The notes on last night’s reading are neatly laid out before you, your copy of the book off to the side. 

Another beat and then, much to your surprise, Jeon Jungkook (he/him) is appearing in your room. “Oh,” he says, round eyes magnified by the thick lens of his glasses, the glare of the computer’s glow casting a funny shape across the lens that momentarily robs you of his pretty eyes. His pretty pink lips stretch into a smile, upper lip thinning out a bit when he flashes you those perfect teeth. “Hi, __,” he greets politely, bubbly. 

It’s embarrassing how much his presence affects you, your back going ramrod straight in a terrible attempt to compose yourself. “Hi, Jungkook,” you manage to get out, fingers nervously reaching for something, anything, to ground yourself. They land on a pencil. 

Jungkook doesn’t seem even the slightest bit aware of the commotion he causes within you. “I was really nervous for these groups,” he begins rambling right away, lips pushing down into an exaggerated frown as he shivers at the memory. “But I’m glad I got placed with someone hardworking like you!”

Despite how sweet he sounds, you’re not entirely sure if he’s buttering you up just to take advantage of your ‘hardworking’ attitude later down the road or if he’s genuinely being polite. The little information you know about Jungkook wants you to believe it is the latter; he’s very kind, sweet and nice in a way that makes everyone he speaks to feel warm. Still, for all you know this could be some elaborate ruse of his to make you trust him now and then convince you to do all the work for the rest of the semester. 

Tentatively, you ask, “and how would you know that?” You try your best to keep your usual snappiness out of your voice, pose it simply out of curiosity. But everything you say or do feels like a stark contrast to Jungkook and his bubbliness. 

His head tilts cutely to the side, imploring brown eyes looking at you for one hard second. And then, “I read your forum analysis from Wednesday,” he admits, breaking into a smile. Shy and tiny, bashfully looking down at his desk. “I thought your perspective on the piece was really interesting,” he says, lips pursing together as if he’s suddenly too embarrassed to admit such things to you. 

Stunned, all you can manage is one slow nod. “Thank you,” you eventually choke out, trying to ward the heat away from your cheeks as Jungkook sheepishly nods back, cute smile still on his face. 

“Oh, please,” he chuckles, raising his hand to rub at the back of his neck. “Don’t thank me!” 

It is in this exact moment that you are suddenly made aware of two things. 

One: despite his collection of soft sweaters and t-shirts, his bouncy curls and sweet smile, Jeon Jungkook’s body is neither as cute nor as soft as any of his belongings. In fact, Jeon Jungkook’s body is all hard planes and prominent veins. Arms beefy, biceps that bulge beneath the fabric of the short sleeve t-shirt he’s donned today. His shoulders fill out the material nicely, making him look broad and huge, but that’s not even the worst part, because—

—two: Jeon Jungkook is covered in ink. Dark streaks and swirls paint his forearms, curling around his elbow. Every inch of his pale skin is littered with tiny designs. They dance along the back of his hands, over his knuckles, and end at an unidentifiable point beneath the sleeve of his t-shirt. When he tugs at the neckline of his shirt in an effort to readjust it, you hope your eyes are deceiving you and that isn’t a hint of ink by his collarbone. 

Your normal composure seems to slip away at the mere thought. 

It’s Jungkook’s voice that brings you back, a soft timbre that asks, “aren’t we supposed to have someone else in our group?” You flinch as if you’ve been caught ogling him, never mind the fact he’s started mindlessly shuffling some papers around on his desk, not the slightest bit concerned with you. 

“Oh— um, yes. I think,” you stammer, feeling like some creep for ogling your very cute, very sweet classmate. The memory of his inky skin nearly sends a shiver down your spine as you navigate back to the class syllabus. “We’re supposed to have at least three people,” you read off, glancing at the boy on your screen who frowns at the news. 

“Do you think they dropped?” Given it was still only the first week of school, probably. There had been a fewer number of people in the call when it started, you remembered. Jungkook sighs, this rather light sound that ends in a hum. “Well, we can always wait a few minutes just in case.”

So you wait, nervously bouncing your leg up and down. It’s not awkward, or at least, not as awkward as it would be with anyone else. The other week you had silently sat with another classmate in a one-on-one discussion and hadn’t uttered a word for five minutes. It wasn’t because you didn’t care about the class, but because said classmate had been tapping away on their phone the entire time and hadn’t even responded to your simple greeting. That was awkward. 

With Jungkook it’s more weird than awkward. You can tell the silence makes him uncomfortable because he keeps doing these tiny inhales like he’s about to speak, followed by a little head shake where he seemingly stops himself from saying anything at all. He wants to talk, very badly it seems, but holds back for some odd reason. 

He’s scribbling on some sheet of paper, leaning forward to give you a view of the top of his head. From this angle, his shirt hangs forward and a silver necklace falls out from beneath the neckline, thuds against the table. And then your suspicions are nearly confirmed, and oh god, is that a chest piece—

You quickly look away. 

Robbed of his handsome face and feeling like you’ll die if you look at his body any longer, you settle for your newly acquired favorite pastime: inspecting your classmates’ rooms over Zoom. Yes, you’ll admit it is incredibly nosy, but what else can you do? You can only look at your professor for so long until you inevitably grow bored, attention drifting off to your classmates tiny windows. And with no professor in sight, just gorgeous Jeon Jungkook, you quickly begin your examination of his bedroom. 

Jungkook’s room is pretty much the same as you remember it, rather neat and plain. There’s not a lot going on in terms of decoration, which is a little surprising to say the least. Over the course of the week, you’ve watched your classmates’ dormitories and bedrooms gradually change, decorations and tapestries decorating the walls, mountains of pillows added to their beds. It’s only natural that everyone has an innate need to show off who they are now more than ever, and you thought Jungkook would be the same. 

Apparently not. 

Aside from the guitar you had spotted on Monday, his little dorm room remains unchanged. Blank walls, grayscale sheets. The same perfectly fluffed pillows and then—

A tiny Keroppi plush smack dab in the middle of his bed. 

It’s adorable but a little out of place amongst Jungkook’s rather masculine decorations (or lack thereof). A tiny green doll sitting by his pillows, cute striped shirt and ridiculously dopey smile. 

Leaning forward, you unmute yourself and conversationally say, “I love your Keroppi.” 

At the sudden sound of your voice, Jungkook abruptly straightens up, glasses practically at the very tip of his nose. Eyes wide, it takes him a second to process your words before jerkily whipping around to stare at the aforementioned item. “Oh,” he jumps, slowly looking at his screen again, lips pulled into a tight line. “Um… it’s not mi—“

“It’s adorable,” you add, propping your chin in your palm, absolutely endeared with the rosy color that paints his cheeks, fades down the column of his neck. 

He squirms, hurriedly pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He looks like he’ll deny it again, nervously nibbling at his lower lip, before eventually he settles with a sigh. “I won it from a crane machine,” he confesses with a sheepish huff of laughter, rolling backwards to the edge of his bed to snatch it from its spot. 

(Of course he manspreads as he sits, dark jeans hugging his thighs as he rolls back your way. His arm looks so strong, covered in all that ink, you nearly drool.)

“It’s cute, isn’t it?” he says, abandoning his embarrassment as he shakes the little figure around, makes it look like it’s dancing for you. “My mom said it looks like me.”

At that, you laugh. Loud and boisterous because you were definitely not expecting Jungkook to say that, such an odd but weirdly fitting comparison that has you looking at the doll in his hands with renewed interest. And through the pixelated screen, you can see the similarities: Jungkook does have the same smile as Keroppi. 

“Your mom was right,” you agree, wiping a faux tear from the corner of your eye. “Very cute.” 

Jungkook’s got this big goofy smile on, shaking his head in disbelief that you would ever dare agree with his mom. Like he’s genuinely enjoying himself, you think, oddly proud to have evoked that reaction from him. Granted, Jungkook always looks like he’s pretty happy during class, but it feels nice knowing that you were (confirmed) the reason why.  

A little caught up with the bumbling feeling in your chest, you’re not expecting his next words. “Does that mean I’m cute?” he asks, still with that same dopey smile on his face. 

It’s a bold statement you wouldn’t have expected from him, someone who seems content being the world’s friend, but apparently Jeon Jungkook also craves compliments. 

Slowly, you nod. “...yes,” you say, trying to keep the tumultuous emotions inside of you at bay while you grant him this one compliment. Outwardly, you give him what you hope is an obviously feigned look of disbelief, managing to lace it with a little amusement as you shake your head at his inquiry. On the inside, your mind and heart are a thundering racetrack, the roar of the engines and the screams of the crowd enough to momentarily make you lose your senses. “Very cute,” you repeat, hoping he can’t hear the same pounding of your heartbeat in your throat and in your ears as you do. “Like a little frog.” 

Jungkook graces your robotic response with the most boyish laugh, head tossed back as one loud cackle (because, really, there is no other way to describe the sound that tears itself from his throat) escapes him, curls bouncing back from the movement. “Cute like a frog,” he wheezes, seemingly to himself as he shakes his head with a grin, scooting closer to the camera again. “That’s a new one.” 

“You set yourself up for it,” you defend, busying yourself with the papers spread out in front of you before Jungkook can distract you any further. “Anyway!” you announce, neatly lining the papers up. “Our group.”

Jungkook does his best to wipe the glee off his face, but even as he reaches around for his things, it’s still there. “Right,” he agrees, “we have to, um—“ a huff of laughter “—group contract! Or, well, partner project.”

Briefly, you consider calling in your professor to inform him of your missing partner. He had said to let him know by the end of today if something was wrong. But, honestly, you didn’t see a problem with your group the way it was now. While you can only hope he’ll turn out to be as dedicated to his work as you, as it stands now, there weren’t any major red flags surrounding Jungkook’s character. 

Besides, you didn’t mind being with him for the rest of the semester. 

You nod, forcing yourself to ignore the glimmer in his eyes when he looks at you through the screen. “I think it’s safe to say it’ll just be the two of us, which I don’t mind,” you say, glancing at the time on the corner of your screen to see five minutes have passed since you agreed to wait. “Do you?”

On screen, Jungkook profusely shakes his head, curls bouncing all over the place. “Nope,” he hums. “I don’t mind at all,” he reassures you, resting his chin in his palm as he regards you, and then sweetly adds, “it’ll be nice with just us, __.”

Right. 

You gulp, heart fluttering at the dreaminess he exudes through your screen, the soft strand of hair that falls over his forehead, tickles his brow bone when he flashes you another smile.  He was so handsome. Before you say anything silly, you quickly attempt to move on. “But it does make us more of a duo than a group.” 

Jungkook looks away from his screen for the first time in what feels like forever and you finally let your heart rest for a second. “A duo,” he murmurs, shuffling through his papers. “Like Mickey and Minnie?” 

You nearly choke on your spit, coughing to hide the surprise from his rather cute suggestion. He’s not even looking at you, doesn’t even realize the absolute shock he’s thrown you in by comparing the two of you to one of the most famous couples— that’s what they are, a goddamn couple, not a duo! the words mean two completely different things! —in the world. Instead, Jungkook is humming the theme song to Drake & Josh. 

This man was dangerous for your heart. 

After having felt all the emotions in the world in the span of ten seconds, you eventually gather the courage to say, “sure,” and quickly try to move the conversation along. “We just need to, um, make some ground rules and responsibilities for us to follow.” 

Jungkook nods, finally glancing up again, but not at you. He’s glaring at some point behind his computer, brows furrowed together as he begins brainstorming on his own. You try to, really, but his lips pout adorably when he’s deep in thought, and they’re just so pink and look so soft and would feel like—

“Well, we should probably exchange numbers first,” Jungkook says, interrupting your spiraling thoughts with a new topic to spiral over. He tilts his head to the side, brown eyes focused on you. 

“Yes, of course,” you stammer, fumbling for your phone as Jungkook lets out a soft yay at your acceptance of his request. Quickly, he recites his number and you type it in with trembling hands into the number pad, giving him a quick call so he can have your number as well. 

You save him right away, just his name followed by the class you share with him. Not like you know any other Jeon Jungkooks, and if you did, you doubt anyone could ever leave such an impact like this Jeon Jungkook. 

“__, look,” Jungkook calls, that same excitement lacing his already lovely voice, and you raise your head up at the screen again. He’s waving his phone over his camera, so you don’t get to see his face when he says, “It’s a little mouse emoji and a pink bow— just like Minnie!”

Dangerous for your heart and, most likely, the death of you this semester.

Copyright © 2021, 1kook on tumblr. absolutely NO reposts allowed.

[bokutoskitten]

go greek!

18+

synopsis- after a lot of convincing eren managed to get you to come to his frat party, where will the night take you?

cw- eren jaeger x f!reader, college au, praise kink, inexperienced reader (not a virgin), alcohol (y/n nor eren get drunk), sub reader, nipple play (f receiving), sex, all characters are 18+

these are just stereotypes about certain sorority’s/frats at a college in my state! Each college is different!

you didn’t really understand how you got put in this situation. Loud cheering, the smell of cheap beer and the sight of people making out in almost every corner of the crowded house.

You belonged to a sorority on your campus, definitely not a top tier… but you were in a sorority! Everyone knew your house as sweet and cute, but were innocent, rarely left the house.

You focused mainly on your classes like your sisters, you didn’t pay attention to any of the frats. That was until you met him. Eren Jaeger. It was a simple school girl crush on a guy in your poli sci class. You would of never imagined that a guy like him would ever pay attention to you.

When Eren found out that you were in Greek life he asked “why haven’t I seen you at any parties?” He quickly understooon once you said your sororities name, chi o’s. Everyone know chi omegas dont party much to keep their “good girl” status.

Eren asked you if you wanted to come to a party on Friday that his frat was hosting, pi kappa alpha (pike), you told him that you needed to study. Your sisters always told you to never hang out with a pike, they were just rich fuckboys who would use you and throw you out the next day.

But eren couldn’t be like that- could he?

Eren had grown bored of fucking tri delta’s and kappa kappa gamma girls, all they cared about was status. But not you. No, you were different. Eren knew the reputation he held, a class A douche bag. He just hoped that you hadn’t of heard about his reputation, in fear that it would scare you away. He hated how he was In the past, he wanted to change for the better and leave his fuck boy status in the past.

That’s how you ended up here. At the pike’s frat house, alone, no eren to be seen. As you tried looking around the house you felt an arm reach around your shoulder. Your plan was to stay at home and watch a movie like you did most weekends, but something overcame you and you decided to do something out of your comfort zone.

“Why are you all alone little lady?” Asked a clearly drunk man, “I- I’m sorry, have you seen eren? I was supposed to meet him here” you nervously responded looking up at the male.

“Y/n!” You heard from across the room. It was eren, even from at a distance you could tell he was upset. There was some bickering between eren and the boy who was talking to you, jean. But eventually he grumbled some words under his breath and left.

“I’m really sorry about that. He didn’t scare you too much did he?” Asked eren guiding you to an empty sofa. “I’m okay! Thanks for inviting me, your brothers seem nice…?” Your words came out more unsure than you were planning.

Chuckling he said “yeah sorry about them… so um, can I get you a drink?” Nodding your head you replied “s-sure!” Eren came back with two red solo cups, one for you and one for him. You smelled the liquid within the cup for a second before bring it to your lips. It tasted like strawberry lemonade with a bitter vodka aftertaste.

Your face scrunched your at the bitter taste. “Don’t force yourself to drink that if you don’t like it” chucked eren as he watched you try to drink the vodka concoction. “It’s okay! It’s just a little stronger than what I’m use to!” You replied taking another sip. By now that the alcohol was flowing through your system, the taste didn’t bother you as much.

You continued to chat with eren about your major; poli sci. Which was the same as erens, you talked about favorite tv shows and your favorite places to get food near campus. You where really surprised at how much you were enjoying yourself. Frat parties had always seemed really scary, but this was the exact opposite. You were actually having fun for once, not stressed about grades and trying to keep your high gpa.

Your conversation was suddenly interrupted as girl walked up to eren. “Hey eren” she slurred, “you look really nice tonight… wanna go back to my place and have more fun” she asked. Your heart sunk. She was extremely pretty, and you recognized her. She was the president of a sorority on campus. The top sorority on campus.

Before eren could open his mouth you said “s-sorry umm excuse me” as you quickly got up from the sofa tears started to prick the corner of your eyes. Somehow you found a room that was empty, you sat down on the bed as you tried to control yourself from crying.

I knew it was a bad idea to come here… eren could never see me as more than a girl he chatted with in class…

The door surprisingly swung open causing you to become startled. “I’m sorry y/n- I didn’t mean to scare you. I was just worried, you ran off so suddenly” eren spoke as he made his way to the bed. “Shouldn’t you be with that girl right now…” you mumbled brushing some stray tears from off your cheek.

“Why would I be with her? Y/n- I want to be here with you. That’s why I’ve been talking with you this whole night, your fun to be around”

“Really…?”

“Yes really, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you feel sad”

“It’s okay… maybe we should go back downstairs, I don’t want to be in a random persons room.”

“Nah don’t worry about it this is my room”

“O- oh okay”

Eren leaned in a bit closer, “you know your really pretty, right” you felt heat rush to your face as you quickly said “oh- umm thank you!” You felt his hand cup your face as he said “is it okay if I kiss you?”

“Yes please”

When his lips finally connected with yours the sweet taste of the strawberry lemonade filled your senses. He nibbled a bit on your lower lip letting you know to open your mouth a bit more letting his tongue slip in.

A little moan escaped your mouth as erens hand made its way to waist, giving it a gentle squeeze. “You make the cutest sounds” he hummed as he pulled away from your mouth.

“At any moment you want to stop, just let me know, okay” he spoke in a gentle but stern tone. “O-okay” you replied. “So are you like a… virgin?” Eren asked, “what! n-no, I’ve only done it once… it’s been a while” you said shifting your face away from his as embarrassment spread through your body like a wild fire.

“Look at me cutie, that’s totally okay. Is it okay if I take this off?” He asked as his fingers lingered on your skirt. “Yes please” you breathily murmured. Now that your skirt was off you were left in your lace panties and a tank top.

Eren began lightly sucking on your neck as he made his way closer to your chest, looking at you he asked for permission to remove your tank top and bra as was well which you quickly gave him a nod of approval. His mouth made its way to your breasts as he began sucking and licking your nipples, you could already tell that by the time he reached your panties you would be drenched.

“Fuck- your going to look so pretty all marked up” he spoke as his tongue sucked on your nipple while he rolled the other one with his thumb. “Pleaseee eren” you breathily moaned as the pulsing feeling in your pussy was growing stronger.

“Please what?” He teased, “eren!” You whined giving him a pouty face.

“Come on y/n, tell me”

“Eren please touch me!”

In an instant eren swiftly removed your underwear, he threw it to some random corner of his room. Before you could complain about him throwing them so far away you were pleasantly surprised when he thrusted two of his fingers into you.

You quickly smacked your hand over your mouth to conceal your moan. “I want to hear you” he said sternly, you quickly removed your hand from your mouth not wanting to disappoint eren.

“Much better”

Even though he was just fucking you with his fingers it felt so good. “Ah!” You moaned as you felt eren move his another finger to your little bundle of nerves. “You like that?” He questioned, although he knew the obvious answer.

“Yes! Feels ‘s- so good!” You managed to speak out. “I can feel you tightening around me, are you gonna cum?” Questioned eren. “Y..yes!” You moaned loudly as your body finally gave in to all of the pleasure as you hit your release.

Eren pulled his fingers away from you, your essence dripping down his hand. “Look you made a mess” he spoke as he brought his hand to his mouth. “Mmhm you taste sweet” he said after licking his fingers clean.

“Erenn that’s embarrassing” you whined throwing your arm up to cover your face. “Don’t do that” said a stern voice as a hand grabbed your wrist and brought it down to the side of your body.

“Don’t hide from me, I want to see your face” said eren, by now you could see his cock was hard, the outline very prominent in his pants. “Please eren” you panted as you squeezed your legs together in anticipation. “You want my cock?” Chuckled eren knowing that you desperately wanted him.

“Yes eren! Please”

“Good girl”

He slipped off his sweatpants and shirt, you could see how big his cock was just from the imprint in his boxers. Your mouth was basically drooling from staring at erens flawless washboard abs.

Your heart was pounding out of your chest when you felt eren rub is flushed tip against your soaking entrance. “Erennn just put in it” you whined giving eren a pouty face. “You are just so needy” he chuckled as he teased you a bit more. You gasped when you suddenly felt eren thrust himself into you, barley giving you any time to adjust to the feeling.

“Holy shit- your so tight” he swore as he picked up his pace. “Aah! Erennn” you moaned as his hips slammed against yours. You couldn’t believe the situation you were in, you tried to remember how it even escalated to this but your body was so overwhelmed with pleasure you were having a hard time remembering.

“H-harder!” You cried tightening yourself against eren. “Fuck” a curse slipped out of eren’s mouth as you did that. “Feels ‘s- so good” you said as ecstasy flowed through your body.

“Your being such a good girl for me, taking me so well fuck- such a good job” he praised as he fucked you at a ruthless pace.

As eren looked down at you tits bouncing up and down, he felt so much different than he did with other girls. He didn’t want to fuck you then throw you out, he wanted to cuddle with you and litter you with kisses. Was he crazy…? Or was he just catching feelings…?

“Keep going eren! I-I’m so close!” You moaned as one of eren hands made its was to your clit gently massaging it. “Your doing so fucking good for me, I know you can do it, be a good girl and cum for me” he said as he felt you squeeze him even tighter than before. You felt yourself finally hit your peak. Pure bliss washed over your body as you rode out your orgasm with a high pitch moan.

“Fuck” groaned eren as he quickly pulled out squirting his cum onto your stomach. After taking a couple deep breaths he got up, leaving you alone. You knew deep down all he wanted was sex, you decided that in a minute you would get up to clean yourself off then leave the party.

“Eren..?” You said in shock seeing him come out of the attached bathroom with a small damp towel. “Yes y/n?” He questioned as he made his way over to you then began cleaning you off.

“Oh- nothing!” You responded quickly smiling at the boy in front of you. “You didn’t think I was gonna leave you here, did you?” He questioned with a smile.

“What! No-” you replied with a huff, before you could finish eren cut you off with his laugh.

“I would never leave you here alone, I hope you know that”

“Yeah, I do now….”

“Good”

Eren laid down in bed next to you grabbing your waist and pulling you closer to his warm body.

“Goodnight y/n”

“Goodnight eren”

[spideyspeaches]

Valentine ↬ p.p

A/N: this is so self indulgent and also happy Valentine's to the EST/PST timezone!!

If you saw me reposting this because I posted only half of it, no you didn't 🤔😘

Wc: 1.6k

Warnings: mentions of gummy bears (the one with cannabis), smut (mentioned) Mopey Peter XD

Summary: Peter Parker wanted to spend his Valentine's with the most beautiful girl in his college. But him being him, he chickened out last minute from asking you out, completely ruining his mood. Thank god for his roommate though and his girlfriend though. (This fic makes no sense nsdjjsjfj)

Pairing: College!Peter Parker x Reader (18+)

Masterlist

Cutie potatooie

Peter looked at the window outside of his room, the pitter patter of rain reverberating in his eardrums as he sunk down the soft mattress with a sigh.

One could say his sullen mood was because of the dull weather outside in New York city, or it could be because he didn't have a date for Valentine's.

It wasn't often that one caught Peter Parker sulking because he didn't have a Valentine date, it was a rare sight.

There was this one time he had asked Gwen Stacy out during the senior year of high school, but she ended up moving out to Oxford before they could celebrate the fourteenth of February. Things didn't really work out with Liz because of her dad and MJ, well he ended up becoming her awakening factor about her sexuality. He respected that, absolutely, he was even honoured that he was the reason she had the guts to come out as bisexual.

So he didn't really keep his hopes up in the dating department, up until he met You in college. MIT had a huge campus, and Peter Parker was ready to kiss the fates just for making him bump into you, the most beautiful girl he had ever come to know.

Call him dramatic because there are of course, other girls who were just as beautiful and attractive as You, but in his eyes, You were the most beautiful human to have ever walked earth. It was the sway of your hips and flick of your wrists that had him, capturing his heart enough for his brain to malfunction in your presence.

It was a shame that he hadn't asked you to be his Valentine for today's party. In his defence though, You didn't really know him well other than as a classmate, or your roommate's boyfriend's roommate, and he was a naturally shy person. He barely had the guts to talk to you when you were sitting right besides him during class.

"Come on man, how long are you going to sit there moping? You know I would ditch today's plans for you right? Claire would understand." His roommate, Cade said.

Cade had always been his best friend next to Ned (no one beat Ned in this race, god he fucking missed him. He missed May and Tony and Pepper and Morgan and Rhodey and the list went on and on, he was sad for another reason now).

"Okay Candace." Peter muttered, not looking up from his bag of gummies. He had a feeling they were stoner patch ones, but he didn't care. It wasn't like they were going to affect his metabolism anyways.

What he did care about was that he wasn't on a date with you today and it was completely his fault. He had been a bumbling bambling baffoon when he had gone to ask you out in the least cheesy way he could think of, and had ended up stuttering something along the lines of "roommate" and "date", just as the bell rang, cutting him off like the little gremlin it was.

"You know that's not my name Pete." Cade muttered, stealing some of the gummies before scrunching his nose and spitting them out with a muttered curse.

"Do I look like I fucking care?" Peter grumbled, wiping the lenses of his glasses on his sports t-shirt, nearly chucking them across the room when it just smudged the stain, wiping it with his cotten bedsheets instead.

"Well you gotta get up anyway, Macy's is having a special offer for the singles tonight." He said, snatching the bag from Peter's hand, who's scowled at him before flopping on his bed with a groan. He was definitely starting to feel the effects, but he knew it was temporary, probably would last an hour before he was back to his mopey self.

"Why do you have to remind me that I'm single when you have a girlfriend yourself?" Peter groaned, dragging a hand across his face, a murderous expression on his innocent little face.

"Sorry man I'm just trying to cheer you up! You know what? Come with me, I'll take you to Claire's dorm and then you can have a sleepover with Y/N, you can even play doll dress up but for the love of god, get up from that bed. How long has it been since you washed those sheets? They stink!" The darker man said, his voice taking a higher octave, pulling him by his leg to drag him out of the sheets.

Being the little shit he was, Peter scrunched his fists in the sheets, nearly tearing the seems off.

"I'm not five that you're setting me up on a playdate with your girlfriend's hot roommate."

"Well you're acting like you're five right now, and I will call aunt May if you don't get out of here right fucking now!"

"Okay okay jeez Candace calm your man tits will ya." He rolled his eyes, sitting up with a wince as his head gave a pound, the aftereffects already setting in.

And that's how he found his way through the girls dorm, with his roommate by his side as Cade navigated through the empty hallways, eerily silent in contrast of the loud banger music playing in the club below.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Peter whispered, clutching onto his friend's hand as if his life depended on it, the smell of wet grass and mud distracting him from his thoughts. The girls dorm had a really pretty garden, and he admired it as much as he could from his window without feeling the judgmental stares of the girls thinking he's another one of those pervs.

"Your over thinking is going to give you premature ulcers." Was his only response, flicking the doorbell you had installed in your dorm.

He swore his breath stopped when he heard the tell tale click of the door hatch clicking open, your face peeking out of the door as you let them both in.

You would be lying if you said that your heart didn't speed up when you saw Peter Parker standing outside of your dorm.

You weren't the kind to get jealous easily, but you were envious, maybe even a little (only a little, a little pinch) jealous of your roommate for having a boyfriend. You didn't usually pay attention to your relationship status, but you were only a little salty about the fact that you would not be spending the day of love with the person you've been in love with since you entered the campus of MIT.

You had thought of asking him out several times, saying fuck to gender roles, only to back out last second because you were not sure you would last a second without melting just by looking at his brown puppy eyes.

You gave yourself and him a last chance, hoping either of you would make a move to at least ask each other out on the fourteenth of fucking February, only to be disappointed when that didn't happen.

So you were excited when your roommate told you that your long time crush Peter Parker and you were going to be in the dorm together (alone), heart beating erratically as you saw his face come in your view.

"Hi." You said shyly, pursing your lips to suppress a chuckle as you saw his cheeks heat up, rose red blush rising up in the cutest way possible.

"Hi." He responded, his breath stuttering in the empty dorm.

A few minutes went in silence, him shifting awkwardly in his place as you tried not to look at his body. You couldn't believe the nerd was hiding all of this underneath hoodies and sweatshirts.

Damn, he's hot. You thought, realising that you said that out loud when he stuttered you a look.

"I didn't mean to say that out loud." You said, opening your mouth to apologise again, before he cut you off with a kiss. You were startled by the sensation of his soft lips, surprise leaving you too petrified to move your lips.

You counted up to five before you heard his trademark Peter Parker stuttering apology.

"Oh- I'm I'm so sorry I you don't have to kiss me this is my fault oh god I'm so stupid-"

And it was you who kissed him this time, mystified by the way your lips fitted with his perfectly, like a lock in a key ready to open.

In the end, your impatience won out, his wandering hands on the bare skin of your waist enough to send fire up your veins.

Your hands were all over him in a matter of seconds, your legs straddling his thighs as he kissed you ferociously, messing up both your and his hair.

"Here's to a happy fucking Valentine." You muttered against his lips, smiling as he snorted a response, tickling your slides with his slender fingers.

"Happy fucking Valentine to you too sweetheart." He whispered back, picking you up with ease and throwing you to the nearest bed.

"I hope this isn't going to be a one time thing." You said, watching him undress as you yourself removed your top and your shorts, leaving you in your undies and his in his boxers.

You knew he was muscular, but damn there was a whole another story going on under those clothes. Your mouth practically watered at his chisled abs, his smirk making your patience wean out as you scrambled to being him closer to you.

"I wasn't hoping it would." He said, kissing you softly this time, punctuating each word with a soft kiss. You gave a breathy moan, digging your fingers into his back muscles, realising in the way they moved, the thin chain now exposed as it sat cool on your skin.

"Good, cause I really really like you, Peter Parker."

"I really really like you too, Y/n, L/n."

A/N: what have I written 😪🤚

[ruzek-halstead]

something’s brewing

pairing: luke patterson x julie molina

julie is in the middle of writing five exams in four days when a cute stranger dumps her coffee all over her and she ends up crying in the middle of a university coffee shop.

coffeeshop au

masterlist || ao3

Julie cursed the day she ever decided to become a psychiatrist.

If she had known how draining it would be to get her undergraduate degree—that’s not even including the years it’ll take to get her master’s and PhD—she would have hopped on a plane to Europe and never looked back.

Its final exam season and her five exams are all strategically scheduled within four days and she’s about to lose her goddamn mind. She had just finished writing her first exam on cognitive psychology, and still had four more to go.

She nearly cried three times during the exam and all she wanted now was a cup of steaming hot coffee so she could stay up all night studying for her next two exams tomorrow. And that’s exactly what she was in the process of doing but when she turned to put some cream in her coffee, she bulldozed straight into a hard body.

She dropped her iPhone (screen first, obviously), the textbook she was holding and the steaming cup of coffee in her hand. Oh, but it was fine because the coffee spilled all over her cable knit sweater; it easily seeped through and burned her skin. Julie let out a grunt of pain.

Oh God, this could not be happening right now.

“Oh, shit!”

She heard the deep voice of the body who ran into her and felt their arm shoot out to steady her; the arm was lean, muscled and definitively male. “Shit, I’m really sorry.”

Her skin is still stinging and her phone and textbook are still lying on the ground; she can’t picture her day getting any worse,

Oh, but it did.

“Hey, are you alright?” The mystery man was talking to her and she noticed him ducking his head to look at her face when she hadn’t moved or reacted for a good thirty seconds. “I’m so sorry. Please, let me buy you a new coffee.”

Julie still hadn’t reacted because she knew if she moved even a little bit, she was going to lose her shit.

She caught a glimpse of his flannel shirt as he swooped down to pick up her textbook and—oh surprise, her iPhone with a cracked screen.

That is literally all it took to break what was left of her sanity.

“Are you kidding me?”

The stranger in front of her blinked. He clearly wasn't expecting this kind of outburst, considering she had been silent during their whole interaction.

“Are you freaking kidding me?” Julie yelled again, this time directing her withering glare up towards the ceiling.

“Uh — shit. I’m sorry,” the stranger in front of her looked extremely uncomfortable and at an utter loss for words. “I, um —”

Julie was so furious; she couldn’t even appreciate how unbelievably attractive he was. He was on the taller side (well, that was easy to be, since Julie is quite short) and muscular with piercing green eyes. If she wasn’t so distraught, she would be attempting and failing to flirt shamelessly.

The curly-haired beauty doesn’t stop to wait for his stuttering reply. She hastily grabbed her items from his possession and pushed past him, aiming for the exit doors. She ignored how heavy and sticky her cable knit sweater suddenly felt and the overwhelming stench of coffee. She was desperate to get home and forget any of this ever happened.

However, clearly, luck is not on her side today.

The unknown stranger chased after her. He wasn't expecting Julie to slam the glass door behind her and frowned when it collided with his body, but he powered through to catch her before she got too far away. “Hey! Hold on, wait, pl —”

“What?” Julie snapped, whirling around to face him. The venom in her tone and the hostility in her eyes was enough to make his widen in surprise.

“Shit,” he sighed and she rolled her eyes because he’s already said that (multiple times). “Are you okay? You look really upset, and I’m really sorry. I just want to make sure you’re alright.”

Julie stared at him. She couldn't picture anyone being fine after what had just happened, especially if they had as much going on in their lives as Julie did. And just thinking about everything she still has to do makes her even more upset.

“No, I'm not okay,” she replied, surprising herself and the green-eyed stranger at her calm tone. Her temperament throughout their whole interaction had been like a rollercoaster and he wasn't sure where they were at. “I'm covered in coffee; I just failed my exam and I still have four more to write within the next three days. All I wanted was coffee. That's all.”

Her tone dropped from calm to just emotionless and she was so done with this conversation.

Instead of keeping her shit together and just walking away, she started to cry.

His eyes widened. “Oh shit,” he cursed and scratched the back of his head quickly. “Okay, let’s go.”

Julie was so utterly confused at why she was even crying; all she knew was that her brain was exhausted and she had no idea what was happening. But as she watched her mystery stranger grab her arm and move her aside, she jolted back to reality. “Hey!” She started to protest and was relatively surprised when she saw him roll his green eyes.

“You’re crying in the middle of campus,” he hissed. She was truly shocked by the change in his tone, but when he looked at her, his features were still soft. “People are going to think I did something to you.”

Julie hastily wiped away her tears with the sleeve of her sweater. “You did do something to me! I’m covered in coffee!”

He visibly flinched. “I already apologized! I don’t know what else you want me to do.”

He had a point and she knew it, but there was no way she was letting this stranger win this argument.

“What I want is to go home and study for my four exams!” Julie could see his eyes softening with every word she said. “What I want is to take a forty-seven hour nap and get accepted into my master’s program,” her tone was visibly deflating and the exhaustion was hitting her like a tidal wave. “What I want is to get through this week without any more emotional breakdowns.”

The green-eyed stranger listened carefully as she ranted. He could see the obvious distress in her features and the exhaustion within her eyes. He was no stranger to any of those things himself and he completely understood why she snapped the way she did. But all that aside, he also couldn't help but notice her beauty.

“I'm Luke,” he blurted before he could even think about it.

Her brows furrowed and she squinted her watery brown eyes. “What?”

“That’s my name,” he chuckled nervously. “My name is Luke.”

“Oh,” she replied quietly, because she's very confused and this conversation was getting away from her quickly.

A slow smile spread across his features. “So, master’s program?”

Julie looked more confused than ever. He spilled coffee on her, watched her cry, snapped at her, let her yell at him in public and now he’s inquiring about her life? What the hell is going on?

“What is happening right now?” She voiced her thoughts out loud.

Luke bit his lip. “I think you’re very beautiful, and obviously very smart,” he was rubbing at the back of his neck and it was adorably awkward.

Julie's jaw popped open and she wasn't able to close it. “I literally just had my sixth breakdown of the week. Does that not freak you the hell out?”

Luke laughed and it was one of the most beautiful sounds Julie had ever heard. “Not at all, actually. If I was majoring in psych, I would be reacting the same, if not worse,” he gently poked at one of her cognitive psychology textbooks in her hand.

“And what are you majoring in?”

She was still confused as hell, and stressed and covered in coffee. She was still thinking about all the studying she had to do, but this absolutely stunning stranger was showing an interest in her and she would be damned if she just blew it. With all the studying she had to do on a regular basis, she doesn’t have much time to meet cute guys. This is literally a once in a lifetime opportunity.

A slow smile spread across his features when he realized she was slowly letting down her guard. “I’m in the music program actually,” he scrunched his nose adorably and she noticed he had the cutest smile. “I’m uh — I’m actually in a band with my best friends. You should check us out sometime; we play literally everywhere.”

Julie sent him a soft smile and for a minute, he was stuck looking into her eyes.

“Uh —“ He scratched the back of his neck adorably. “I should probably go — I have an exam to study for."

Her face quickly paled. “Oh my god, I have like four.” Reality was closing in on her and it wasn’t pretty. “I’m really sorry, I have to go,” she was already turning around and preparing to walk away when he grabbed her arm hastily.

“Hey, wait, please — can I please get your number?” He asked with a shy smile. 

“Oh,” Julie blinked, “yeah — yeah, that sounds good.”

And so, Julie shyly gave him her number and listened as he promised to call once their exams were done. He apologized once again for spilling her coffee and with a sweet smile, he was on his way. Julie still couldn't believe the encounter and how it had transformed. She was stressed and red eyed and not looking nearly as cute as she should be but somehow, she attracted the attention of an adorable green eyed cutie and she felt giddy inside.

So, she tightened her grip on her textbook and cracked iPhone and set off to fry her brain studying; but in the back of her mind, she couldn't stop thinking about Luke.

[bokutos-eyebrows]

It’s a Match!

Asahi Azumane x Fem!Reader 

College AU Part 1 of 3

You've been pining over the tall, long haired, cutie in your communications class all semester! After having no luck talking to him in person, you turn to Tinder to make a move.

Warnings: Light cursing

Word Count: 1,069

God, look at him…

You knew you should be paying attention to whatever your COMM 205 professor was saying but there you were, head propped up in your hands, staring at the cutest boy you’ve ever seen.

I don’t even know his nameeee . You pouted to yourself. It’s hard to make friends in college, with large lecture halls filled with students who run off as soon as the lecture stops. Hell, even if he did stick around, you didn’t know what excuse you could come up with to talk to him.

And so, half the semester had passed with no progress. You studied him more than you studied for the actual class. He sat a few rows in front of you, and about 7 seats to the right. You had the perfect diagonal view of him in all his dreamy glory. He was tall with soft brown eyes and a sweet smile. Some days he wore glasses, a headband, or some other cute accessory.  Most days he kept his hair up in a bun, out of his eyes, but the rare days he left it down were your favorites. You often day dreamed about talking to him. You’d seen him around campus but never said hello for fear of coming off creepy.

You kept your gaze on your dream man as you watched him tuck a strand of hair behind his ear. Then, to your horror, he looked up and your eyes met.

Shit, he caught me.

The long haired boy flashed you a smile and went back to taking notes. You felt yourself turning red in embarrassment. He had caught you ogling him in the middle of lecture. You didn’t dare glance in his direction for the rest of class and sprinted out as soon as the professor dismissed everyone.

Next lecture meeting, you noticed him sitting in the row in front of yours, a few seats to the left. Is this a coincidence? You tried not to read too into it but every time he would turn around to look at the clock at the back of the lecture hall, his eyes wandered to you. At first you pretended not to notice but your curiosity got the best of you.

The next time the tall beauty turned around, you glanced over at him. Your eyes met and he flashed you that same warm smile. Somehow, you manage to smile back at him, through your internal panic.

WHAT DOES THIS MEANNNNN??? IS HE INTERESTED IN ME?? wAIT WHAT THE HELL??

You snapped out of your freakout and watched in horror as the man you’ve been pining over quietly laughed at something the girl next to him whispered. They had never interacted before this class so why?

Is that why he moved seats? Then why did he look at me? Is he just trying to make me feel better after catching me yesterday? Your thoughts raced for the remainder of the lecture as you tried to focus on anything that wasn’t them.

Class came to an end and you were packing up your things when you noticed the girl pulled out her phone and asked him something. You strained yourself trying to listen in on their conversation as you saw him out a hand on his neck and politely decline whatever she had asked. It looked like things were getting awkward between them and he looked up at you.

Is he checking to see if I saw that? Your poor little heart had been through enough for the day and you quietly rushed out of the room with the rest of the leaving crowd. Luckily for you, this was the last class before a week of spring break. Plenty of time to organize your thoughts…

Or not…

The next day you were in your dorm, face down on your bed, replaying the events from the previous day in your mind. Until you had a great idea… tinder.

You had seen the mystery boy around campus enough to be confident that he was dorming too, and plenty of your friends on the app had seen people in their classes on the dating app…

No, this is stupid . You chastised yourself, there's no way he’s even on an app like this. You debated the idea for the rest of the night, and asked your roommates and friends’ opinions. The general consensus was to “download the app and if you don’t find him at least you can find someone else to get over him.”

You downloaded tinder and created your bio:

Y/N (age)

Uni Student

___ Major

Manga & anime <3

Let’s be friends first? :)

You didn’t really plan on meeting anyone off this app, so you left it a little vague. You finished up with a few of your favorite selfies and a couple memes and your profile was ready. The rest of the day was spent swiping through profiles and chatting with people here and there, but there was no sign of him. Discouraged, you closed the app and screamed into your pillow.

Will I ever find him?

Three days passed before you decided to open Tinder again. You sorted through a few of your matches and messages before swiping again. No one was really catching your eye because all you could think about was the man bun clad man that lived rent free in your mind all day.

You started swiping through profiles, mostly swiping left, not really interested in anyone. And then you saw it.

Asahi (22)

Fashion design major

Capricorn

Volleyball :3

You frantically looked through his pictures to be 100% sure it was him. The boy you’d been smitten for all semester. Asahi… what a cute name… He was so sexy in all his pictures you could feel yourself start to blush. They were mostly candid shots,  there was one in a volleyball game, another of him cutting fabric. Asahi also included some artsy shots of patterned fabrics and coffees. Overall such a cute profile.

You could feel yourself growing anxious as you swiped right.

You have a match!

Oh shit. You started shaking. This can’t be real. You let out a squeal and put your phone down, running to ask your roommates what to do next.

After being yelled at to message him you returned to your phone, only to see you had a new message from Asahi…

Hey stranger, how’s your spring break going :)

NOTES:  Ehehe this is my first long(ish) Asahi fic! Purely made bc I am hoping and praying that my Asahi Azumane is one right swipe away.....

This is part 1 of 3! Part 2 Will be fluffy/cute/teethrottingly sweet... and Part 3 will be the smut we are all looking forward to! Thank you for reading! Hope to see you read other parts <3 Part 2 soon!

[bnhablessings]

Hello may i ask for a scenario for Aizawa, Todoroki and Bakugou with fem s/o playing the pocky game? (Sometimes called the choco stick game) thank you ☺️

I chose the pocky based on what I think their preferences are. Aizawa would be a simple man so the classic chocolate flavor would suit him (or strawberry for the sweet taste). Bakugou wouldn’t care but because he’s a bit salty I did the crushed almond chocolate one with him. I imagine Todoroki would love strawberry (or the Matcha flavored one) so I did that for him. : )

Hope it’s alright but I made the fem!reader the crush borderline s/o

It’s been literal years since I wrote about the pocky game (So I went a bit overboard). I feel so old lmao but I had fun with the request! I hope you enjoy it, anon!

Todoroki would totally be a Casanova without realizing it- oops

Part 2

Warnings: Slightly suggestive (but not really?)

Words: Around 1,250ish

Aizawa Shouta-

The poor male looks completely annoyed and dead inside as hestares at you and his other idiot colleagues, Midnight and Present Mic. Why didhe have to walk in at the wrong time? They just shoved a box full of chocolatepocky in his face.

With a raised eyebrow he questions, “What is this for?”

“The pocky game!” You state happily.

Yamada and Kayama are smirking at each other. They plan on participatingonly to get you and Aizawa a step closer to each other. Of course, it’s goingto take a bit of work. They glance at you and how you are quite literallysparkling with excitement.

…Maybe it wouldn’t take that much work since you are so damn cute.You are after all rated the cutest hero. Something Mt. Lady slightly despisessince your appearance is so innocent like that it made you have a more popularcrowd than her.

“What the hell is the pocky game?” Aizawa asks in a bored tone.

 Midnight sparkles with mischievousintentions as she glances at her partner-in-crime.  “Allow us to demonstrate!” They say inunison.

You watch obviously entertained as Aizawa watches with irritation.Midnight places the chocolate end of the pocky stick in between her lips andPresent Mic catches the other end between his teeth. Slowly, they start tonibble their way to the middle. However, the closer they get, the more they arefilled with regret since they just wanted both of you to play it.

Present Mic pulls away first in defeat and Midnight finishes offthe sweet treat in victory.

“We found out the students play this when they are feeling daringat their little parties! They explained it to Midnight and I and it sounds fun!Our turn now?” You look up hopefully at the grim teacher.

He stares at all of you with a blank expression on his face. Yourface slowly turns into one of sadness and Yamada is quick to think. “Well ifyou don’t want to play with our cutie I gladly will!” He states.

Kayama is also quick to act as she forces the end of the pockystick in between your teeth. You latch on without thinking and before Yamadacan proceed to follow through with his lie, he is pushed across the room at aninhuman strength. Aizawa takes his place and catches the other end of the pockystick between his teeth with ease.

Your heart pounds as you start to chew on the stick withdetermination. Aizawa follows your act and the closer you guys get, the moreyour face turns red. A hum of approval leaves his lips as your lips meet andthe chocolate flavor is shared between the two of you.

“Huh? I thought you said he would give up,” You murmur to Kayama when you pull away withembarrassment.

Aizawa glares at the two but he gives you a soft smile, “We’llhave to play that again without prying eyes and preferably off campus.”

Your heart just stopped.

Bakugou Katsuki-

“Why the fuck would I want to play that stupid game?” Bakugou asksas Ashido and Kaminari give him smirks.

Ashido speaks first in a teasing voice, “Because your littledarling crush is playing.”

“And if you don’t hurry Sero is going to match her up withKirishima,” Kaminari finishes with the same teasing voice.

They leave the room knowing that he’ll come out. Bakugou isglaring at the door they left through contemplating on going to the common roomnow. He really doesn’t want to but just the thought of you playing that stupidfucking game with anybody else is making his blood boil.

“Damn it.”

He follows after them and as soon as he enters the common room hesees your annoyingly cute face with an almond crushed chocolate pocky stick inbetween your lips. Kirishima is about to grab onto the other end with his lipsbut not before sending a smirk towards Bakugou.

These fuckers just had to test him. They’ve been trying to getBakugou to confess to you and it resulted in this game played with your otherpeers as well. If they want to do this the hard way then he’s going to showeveryone what you mean to him and he’s going to hate every moment of it.

Before Kirishima can latch onto it, Bakugou sends a terrifyingharsh punch to his face. Your eyes widen at the slight violence but more out ofconfusion as Bakugou takes the pocky from your mouth with one hand and with theother squishes your face.

His lips land on yours with a bruising force. It is a fast kissand he pulls away to glare at anyone staring at you while announcing, “She ismy idiot. Got it?”

Your heart is flying that your crush had willingly admitted thisbut your heart falls quickly and you pout with your face still being squished, “BakugouI wanted to eat that pocky.”

“We’ll play the stupid fucking game in my room,” He whispers inyour ear before pulling you away from the other idiots.

Mina, Sero, Kirishima, and Kaminari start to do high-fives allaround as their other friends stare at them with complete confusion.

Todoroki Shouto-

Todoroki hesitates to knock on your dorm room door. He’s feelingslightly flustered but only because of what Midoriya and Uraraka told him to do.He’s had this crush on you since the Sports Festival and recently Midoriya and Urarakapointed out that you might like him back.

In order to find out, they said to suggest playing the Pocky gameto you. If you like him you’ll do it if not well obviously you’ll refuse. Theywanted to do it in a group game but Todoroki refused. If it’s meant to be hewanted it to be intimate and in private so here he is.

Thankfully he didn’t have to hesitate any longer because you openthe door only to become quickly confused.

“Todoroki? What are you doing here?” You ask softly.

He shows the pink pocky box to you and states in monotone, “Wouldyou like to play the pocky game with me?”

You choke on your spit. “What?”

His eyes narrow down in slight disappointment and he quicklystates, “You don’t have to-“

“No that’s not it! I would love to play with you. I mean- I neverplayed it before and I’m just surprised. You don’t seem like the type to play,”You admit meekly.

His face softens at the nervousness he hears but a smile breaksonto his face at your slight enthusiasm as you let him in. Figuring it’s bestto dive right into it, he opens the treats and places the pocky between hislips. He allows you all the time in the world to work up your courage or toback out on him.

Your comfort is of utmost importance to him.

His heart flutters when you gently grab the other end of the pockywith your lips. The game starts but both of you aren’t really in it for thegame, just for the experience of each other. Both of you lost in thought,freeze when your lips meet resulting in a draw.

Todoroki pulls back slightly and admits, “I like you a lot (LastName).”

“I like you too,” You whisper.

You two are all smiles before you break into a blush from Todoroki’snext words, “The flavor strawberry tastes wonderful on you.”

[pink-hao]

college! jungkook

masterlist

it’s his second year in uni !

totally a dance major 

minor in music composition

such a cutie

but you should’ve seen him last year when he was a freshman

you would’ve laughed

for sure the type to be scared to be late to class

NEVER skipped (stay in school )

loosened up over winter break tho and went to his first party right before the second semester

kookie d r a n k ?! who let him !!!

he got turnt at that party tho

and made lots of friends

he’s the one that dances in the halls in between classes

oh did i mention he loves to dance ? like so much

yea he tells all his friends he’s gonna be a choreographer for an agency

maybe even an idol

if he’s not in dance class, singing, or out with his favs,

he’s leading the weekend free dance class for students who dont take the full-year course

kinda loving his life rn

but something is missing

he’s not sure what it is

but then you showed up

you transferred right before your second year

during your first week, you decided to sign up for the weekend class with your best friend Jimin

lowkey excited ? because you haven’t danced in a while and you love the feeling you get when you do

when you walk into the class though,

you did not expect the cutest guy on campus to be one of the instructors

you need to get a name

Jimin sees you straight up staring and starts giggling

“you should see your face right now, its literally the face you made when you saw Leonardo DiCaprio in the titanic for the first time”

so you try to calm yourself down,

but you are breaking a sweat here

and it’s not just the dance

which was a bit hard but you kept up pretty well

Jimin made it look easy

that hot instructor made it look like cake

you really were going to talk to him

after class of course !

butt

fate was not on your side today

hot dance instructor ran out of class halfway through

he told the other instructor that he had a family emergency ? you don’t know why, but you were kind of concerned for him for a second

anyways, you go to your new dorm and meet your roommate

she is so beautiful ! her name is Ryujin and she is sassy™

but she seems super awesome

she invites you to a party tonight at her friend Namjoon’s house

you were kind of conflicted because you want to unpack the rest of your stuff and decorate a little while you have the drive to do so

but you also want to drink a little and meet some new people

so you say yes, and get dressed all cute and nice

when you get to this (massive) house with dozens of people, you ask Ryujin just who Namjoon is exactly

she tells you he’s the leader of the Beta Theta Sigma (see what I did there) fraternity

“don’t look so nervous ! he’s really nice and so are the other brothers. just be careful some of the other people around here, they can get a little wild with the alcohol.”

you walk in and you kinda want to go home

Ryujin probably noticed this because she stayed with you for a while

she introduced you to some friends of hers

you met a couple of the frat brothers

V, the soft-spoken art major

Jin, the fast-talking culinary major

Yoongi, the seemingly intimidating but SUPER soft and awkward music engineering and production major

Namjoon, the leader and music composition major with a dimple that Ryujin likes to poke

you think she’s more than slightly buzzed right now, because one second she’s slapping Joon’s chest for no reason, and the next she’s dragging you to the center of the huge living room where a bunch of people are dancing

at first, you’re a little stiff because you were not expecting to dance in front of so many people

but Ryujin (and those vodka cranberry shots you took earlier) helped you loosen up

before you knew it, you droppin it down, pickin it up, throwin it back, and everything in between !

plenty of guys and gals were woopin and hollerin

everybody wanted to dance with you tonight

and you didn’t notice

but that included hot dance instructor dude

kook was having a good old time on the dance floor, and then you showed up, swingin your hips and whippin around

you kinda stole his heart

but wait a minute 

you were the cutie he saw in his class earlier

he really wanted to talk to you

but he got a message on his phone from hoseok about being in the hospital

(it was all a first day back prank, not cute to him)

he didn’t want to pull you off the dancefloor right now, you were having way too much fun

so he decided to talk to you a different way

body language

he shimmied his way over to you and that’s when you noticed him

you two started dancing together

and everyone was all like “oh okay ! is a ship about to sail ?”

you caught Ryujin looking at Namjoon and smiling all cutesy

you think they might look cute together

sooo you and kook have been dancing for a while, doing the whole eye flirty thing

you yell at him over the music about how you’re gonna go grab a drink and he says he’ll show you where the good ones are

is he a frat brother here ? does Ryujin know about him ? you’ll ask her later

you end up spending the whole night with him

he tells you his name is Jungkook

when you tell him your name, he tells you its almost as cute as you are

ugh this guy

you exchange phone numbers and almost kissed but Jin ran into the bedroom and when he saw you together he said NAH NOT TODAY

you two laughed and he was embarrassed

“i don’t bring a lot of people up here if that’s what you’re thinking,”

he’s not sure why he felt the need to explain, but you understood and didn’t pry

yall are young ! it’s fine 

Ryujin finds you two and tells you to BREAK IT UP 

“We gotta go, its already 2 am!!! I want to go to sleep and I’m not leaving you here alone ! say goodbye rn ”

you didn’t want to leave thooo

kookie didn’t want you to leave either but, 

you promised him that you would be at his dance class

he smiled supery dupery big when you said that

his heart !! he wants to see you asap tho he canNOT wait until next weekend

thinks ab you a whole lot

thinks about you when he dances

he realized that he never really used to think about anything while dancing, but now you’ve taken up his mind from morning to night 

smh mans whipped