#im going to squeeze him like im having genuine cuteness aggression

[phoenxwright]

Precious Moments™ Toki.... god gives his hardest battles to his cutest soldiers

[jwonsoon]

Enhypen's reactions to you being super talkative when they're tired ⋆.˚ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

☾ a/n: It has been a minute !!! Me and bff have been so so busy since it's our final semester of high school. But I am here to provide for my delusional folk <3 I honestly wrote this on a whim because I've been feeling extra insane lately with all the work I have to do so ignore any stupid mistakes I make in this. I want to post more on here for sure, senior year is coming to a close soon and me and bff are moving into a new university together so hopefully we'll have time for more posts. Okay enough yapping, go read! pairings: enhypen x g/n reader genre: fluff

cw: kissing (nothing crazy dw), ignore grammatical errors!

JUNGWON

He doesn’t care if his life is on the line, the last thing he’s going to do is make you feel rushed when you’re talking about something you’re genuinely interested in. 

He finds you SO cute when you’re mumbling about something that you enjoy !! He gazes at you with his boba eyes nodding along to everything you say 

“Oh my god sorry I’m talking so much” you say to him embarrassed at how comfortable you’ve gotten in his presence and how he’s probably so tired 

He’ll immediately shake his head no and tell you “keep talking i love listening to you” 

Because he’s tired he pulls you into a hug and plays with your hair while you talk. 

His sign that he’s tired is when he gets really touchy. Like he is all of a sudden kissing your forehead and playing with your cheeks which is usually a sign for you to call it a day… 

JAKE

We all know this guy cannot for the life of him control his sleepiness but he loves you so he makes his adjustments

Its a shame but this guy is NOT !!! LISTENING !!! 

He’s cuddling you and you’re yapping away he’s going to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck and just keep going “mhm, i see” 

You notice that he isn’t listening so you ask a question to throw him off and he responds with “yeah totally” making you chuckle. 

He looks up flustered realizing he just admitted to not paying attention to you. 

“Sorryyyyy!!!!” He pouts leaning to kiss you.

“Im listening I just need a minute” he spends that “minute” sleeping on your arm and then he sits up shaking his head like a puppy trying to wake himself up. 

Claps, sits up, “Okay! talk! I’m up.” 

HEESEUNG

He’s always up fighting his sleep to play video games anyway so he’s the most prepared in situations like these 

If he notices your in a particularly chatty mood and he’s sleepy, he will drag both of you out of bed and make sure you’re sitting up so that he isn’t prone to falling asleep on accident 

You’re talking and talking and he is giving the same exact energy back!! he will laugh and giggle at everything 

When he’s really getting tired he yawns out loud and goes “baby.. im a bit sleepy.. actually no no keep going, just come here” 

He’ll open his arms wide for you to lay on his chest while you talk 

You notice his eyes are closed so you stop and start getting up only for him to pull you back down and say “just stay here, i like listening to your pretty voice” 

SUNGHOON

He is so in love with you. it is PATHETIC! 

He is so sleepy too and looks insanely cuddly so whenever you are talkative you lay facing him and talk his ear off while hugging him 

He is way too in love to tell you that you need to please shut up because he is SO TIRED so instead he kisses you to ease his tiredness away 

“That girl” —kiss “is so” —kiss “annoying” —kiss 

“Hoon stopp” to which he kisses you again, mumbling against your lips “I’m listening baby” 

SUNOO

No matter how tired he is it fades away when hes with you 

You’re always spilling the latest gossip to Sunoo and he eats it up everytime. 

“She actually has something against me” you say to which Sunoo responds “how could anyone hate this cute face” pinching your cheeks 

You brush his hand away and jokingly roll your eyes and thats all it takes for his cuteness aggression to launch through the roof 

He is all of a sudden squeezing you tight going “Why are you so cute you’re just so cute you’re so cute” 

He is literally holding you shaking your shoulders while smiling so big going “No tell me!!! why are you so cute??” 

“Sunoo you’re scaring me” you say to which he responds “Good! I’m pissed off you’re perfect.” 

You guys will literally spend the whole night talking, Sunoo literally forgot that he was tired in your presence 

JAY

He is half asleep walking through the door 

But! that doesn’t stop him from at least pretending to listen to you 

As he’s putting his stuff down you are following him around talking about the ending of the show that you just watched 

Hes humming in response and smiling to himself 

He stops suddenly turns to face you pulling you in for a hug “Baby I’m so tired today i dont know why….” sighing into your arms 

He didn’t want to explicitly say to you please shut up but it was definitely a sign to you to take it down a notch 

He’d look down to kiss you on the lips and say “Let’s talk in bed hm?” 

When you guys are in bed he lets you lay on his chest and he says “Now tell me all about that show you were talking about” 

He will listen to you, or at least try to, but with his fingers playing with your hair you are slowly lulled to sleep.

He'll look at you, smile, kiss your forehead and you will wake up confused as to how he shut you up so quickly.

NI-KI

Riki is definitely a little more honest but thats what you love about him!

“I can see all your teeth babe, what’s got you cheesing?” he says to you as he sits down on the bed 

“I have so much to tell you!” you say to him patting the space beside you for him to come and lay in. 

“And I have so much sleep to catch up on!” He says mockingly as he lays down next to you. You pout to which he kisses you and says “Go on, talk my ear off” 

You start going off on a tangent and he is just looking at you with a boxy smile on his face and laughing at how your facial expressions are so dramatic in comparison to the light hearted story you’re telling 

He stares at you with glistening eyes after his 40th yawn in a row 

“You know you talk too much, right? It’s a good thing you’re cute” he would say pulling you into a hug 

“That’s rude! and I wasn’t don—” you are interrupted by a kiss on the lips 

“I promise to listen all day tomorrow, okay? Let’s sleep now?” He says rubbing circles on your back, with his eyes already closed.

[florvaine]

bakugou katsuki in denial ;) warnings: none, reader is mentioned to have a telekinesis quirk (im obsessed with the idea of telekinesis atm) genre: fluff, headcannon-type-thing notes: take this draft from months ago as i try finish the first chapt. of brutal <3 mwah love you guyssssss!!

totally-not-crushing!katsuki bakugo who angrily denies accusations denki and mina throw at him, asking the ashy-haired boy if his lingering eyes and slightly kinder actions towards you were intentional. he’s yelling pretty loudly, calling the two of them names in the empty common room of heights alliance, and it’s no surprise that denki called kirishima down for backup.

totally-not-crushing!katsuki bakugo who gets tired of being interviewed, so he storms out of the common room with his hands deep in the pockets of his grey joggers. his expression is aggressive, a dangerous snarl on his face and with his thin eyebrows pinched together.

the moment totally-not-crushing!katsuki bakugo gets into his dorm room he collapses onto the sheets of his head, hands behind his head as he stares up at the ceiling with vermilion eyes.

he doesn’t like. he hates you. he hates your stupid hero costume that’s a perfect mix of tactical and cute, he hates the way your hair looks good 24/7, he hates the way you give him genuine smiles that reach your pretty (e/c) eyes, scrunching them. he hates how attractive he finds it when you get serious.

totally-not-crushing!katsuki bakugo who despises the twisting and churning of his stomach, the heavy beating of his heart, and the amount of focus he has to place into not accidentally setting off his quirk when he’s near you.

he hates how he goes all out on you during sparring because he knows you can hold your own against him. he hates how funny you are even if it’s unintentional, the fact that he hides his grins behind his hand when you say a joke. he hates the way his eyes immediately go to search for you in a sea of people, or whenever someone mentions your name he’s suddenly intently listening in.

totally-not-crushing!bakugo who, 5 minutes after clambering onto his bed, pulls his phone out to search up the symptoms he’s having. of course, he knows how the human body reacts when the person likes someone, but he would sleep easier if google tells him it’s something else.

totally-not-crushing!bakugo who slams his phone onto his bedside table with gritted teeth once scanning a few answers and articles about ‘how to know if you like someone’ from this bullshit reporter and writer.

totally-not-crushing!bakugo who has to actively avoid looking at you, he's hyper aware of everywhere his eyes move and if he even sees a glimpse of you (h/c) hair he's going to turn bright red. too bad for him, there's practical hero studies today!

and it seems you had some adjustments made to your costume - a whole new design and colour scheme that better suited your quirk and a big hood that covered your head. oh, and the same style of boots that he has - you even said that you got the idea from him!

trying to ignore your whispers with mina at the back of the group, he listens in at aizawa groups everyone in pairs for the practical exercise. and it was just his luck that totally-not-crushing!bakugo was grouped with you.

he wanted to yell in disagreement, but as soon as he saw you walking up to him, totally-not-crushing!bakugo saw the look on your face as you rattled on about ideas of what faux villains you two were up against, and he swallowed down his shouts. instead, he plasters on a disinterested face and hums along with your words.

turns out, the two of you are quite a duo. with your telekinesis, the two of you could rescue the dummy civilians and safely bring them to the safety in a matter of seconds, and he kept any threat at bay - both on the ground and in the sky.

totally-not-crushing!bakugo who gave you probably one of the kindest compliments he's even given that year - 'you're not the most useless, i guess,' and he even squeezed in a hesitant 'good job' at the end. but you barely heard it from behind his clenched teeth.

and you just looked so happy that he had been nice for once, and instead of commenting on the struggle to say the praise, you smile at him with those dimples, sipping water from a plastic cup provided to you by momo, and thank him.

totally-not-crushing!bakugo who feels a strange feeling in his chest and gut when you comment on the fact that the two of you made a good team, and should probably try work together in the future.

and he's actually going to sleep with a tiny, minuscule smile on his face thinking about the both of you creating agencies, and partnering up when you're both capable heroes.

still, you wont get the number one spot, he wasn't willing to give that up.

...yet.

[citronsblog]

HI im sorry im requesting so much but i love the theme of your blog!! Its so cute.

But while reading the kax x jealous reader one i thought of like a second part to the lap one? Like kaz x fem reader lemon? I hope this isn’t too much

Notes: WAIT THIS IS A GOOD IDEA!! Sorry for taking so long ;;

Warnings: NSFW, slight jealousy

Characters: Kazuichi Soda

“Kazuichi- why aren’t you giving me any attention?” You whine out. Your boyfriend had been ignoring you for a little bit. He was trying to get his work done, he keeps on getting distracted by you… in a good, loving way of course!

“Fine then, you asked for it.” There was only one way you were sure of getting his attention. Swinging your leg over him you sit on top of him with your legs spread open. It was almost in a instant that you felt his pants tighten.

“GH- S/o? Heh.. what, whatcha d-doing there?”

“Ugh, Isn’t it obvious you dork! I’m getting your attention.”

“B-babe.”

You could hear the husky whisper from your boyfriend and you knew you had to get him alone somewhere, anywhere. You started racking your brain for possible places to go. An empty classroom? Yeah, that will work. Which floor of the school though? Maybe the fourth floor. It’s never used for things.

“Kazuichi- I know a place we can go. We have to be quiet though.”

A low groan was all you needed to stand up and take your boyfriend by the hand. You both left the room and climbed the stairs. Just as you were about to open the door Kazuichi pinned you to the wall and aggressively pushed his lips onto yours.

“Mmhph~ Kazu- whats with the rush baby?”

“Listen. You’re the one who made me horny- gah- what I’m saying is can I- can we do it.?”

A quiet nod and you were pushed into the classroom. You watched as Kazuichi franticly pushed some desk together so you could lay down, how cute.

You started undressing yourself and sat on the desk. You were only in your underwear. Kazuichi took a second to admire your chest. He starts to grope around each curve. Leaning in he sucks gently on your nipple causing you to let out a whimper.

“Hahhh~ holy shit babe- make that noise a-again please.”

After teasing you a little more Kazuichi leaves a trail of kisses up to your neck. He starts to harshly suck on a certain spot that makes your mind go crazy with pleasure.

“Ah! Right there!”

Kazuichi pulled away with a ‘pop’ noise just barely echoing the nearly empty room. Looking at him you reach out and zip down his jumper. He takes the hint and fully undresses.

“Hm. Before I go any further I’m going to half to ask you to remove those.”

Staring at him it finally clicked on what he meant. You slid off your underwear and he slowly licked his lips.

“Shit- babe I don’t think I can wait. Can we just… you know?”

“Mmm sounds good with me.”

Nodding to you he aligns his cock with your dripping entrance. Slowly he pushes himself in relishing in the warm soft feeling of your pussy. You saw his face of pleasure as he waited for you to adjust to him, and clenching around his dick.

“Y-you can move now. Please make us both feel good-.”

He nods awkwardly and starts to thrust up into you. Starting at a slow paste so he doesn’t hurt you, he starts to speed up. The sound of skin clapping against each other fills the empty room with noise. Both of your moans fill the room as well. Kazuichi lifts your legs to his shoulders and thrust into you deeper hitting your g-spot in the process.

“Ghhh! Mnn- More! Right there Kazu.”

“You feel s-so good around me, baby.”

You start to feel your walls tighten around his size. Knowing that your close you reach your arm down to squeeze his balls, making him feel more pleasure. It obviously works as he lets out a loud moan and a face of pleasure.

“Fuck! Babe im going to cum!”

“Me- me too!”

A few more harsh thrust you felt a rush of pleasure followed by your release. Kazuichi pumped his seed into you looking down at your pretty face.

“Ahh…. you’re so hot. We should do that again.”

“Don’t be a looser kaz.”

“H-hey!”

“I love you. But seriously quit ignoring me.”

“I’ll try baby. Love you too.”

With that he placed a sweet genuine kiss on your lips and helped you clean up.

[funnywormz]

@crab-withaknife ty for the ask! im putting it on this blog instead of my main bc it fits better here i hope you don't mind lol

blorbo (favourite character): this is a hard one but i gotta go with jevil! we don't know much abt him in canon but from what we do know he is intensely interesting and fun. the fact that a lot of thing abt him are left open for interpretation gives me a lot of room to make up my own silly headcanons and ideas for him too which i enjoy

scrunkly (my baby): unfortunately it is spamton. he genuinely gives me cuteness aggression i wanna squeeze him but also make him take a bath and give him little treats and tuck him into bed. he is my beast. help

scrimblo bimblo (underrated fav): lancer!!! he is genuinely so hilarious and adorable he is the best boy ever. ppl don't talk abt him enough. he's so kind and open-minded despite also being mischievous and i love that juxtaposition. im so glad he got to play a role in ch 2 as well (albeit a small one rip) and i hope he continues to be part of things in future chapters too

glup shitto (obscure fav): honestly? papyrus. we haven't even seen him in deltarune, his name hasn't even been used, but i am so excited for him. very hyped but also Concerned abt how his personality will have changed in the deltarune universe. also worried that he won't even really be the same papyrus at all. im so anxious abt him i need to see him and know that he's ok. my main man papyrus...........

poor little meow meow (unpopular/problematic fav): possibly berdly? he's not unpopular or particularly controversial but some ppl do seem to enjoy dumping on him or characterising him as an incel/asshole/etc and i have seen like. genuine hate posts abt him. makes me very sad bc i love love love berdly. he means well and he's genuinely a nice person who cares abt his friends, he can just be kinda self centered sometimes. i would love to have that conversation with him abt inequality in video games that noelle's dad mentioned tbh.

horse plinko (character i would torment for fun): rouxls. im sorry i do love him but the idea of pissing him off is so funny to me. he's one of those characters where i would just love to annoy him

eeby deeby (character i would send to superhell): generic answer but like. spade king bc i can't think of anyone else who really deserves it. we dont know much abt them yet but probably also susie's parents too. susie is my daughter now actually

[lemonadetyler]

peter finds out you’re a villain

request: Head cannon on you being Peters nice, shy girlfriend but secretly you being an anti hero and Peter goes to where you are and seeing you in dark, tight spandex makes him very flustered ;)

pairing: peter parker / spiderman x reader

type: headcanon / smut

a/n: i adjusted the ask a lil bit, instead of villain / anti hero i went with vigilante. i hope that’s okay! send me an ask to join the tag list below!!

“bye, babe.” peter kisses you as he leaves your apartment after riding the train over to brooklyn with you like the sweetheart he is

“see you tomorrow?” you ask all wide eyed and cute like u be

“ofc, darling” he told u

he was always so worried about you

& you can totally handle yourself. you can do a lot more damage than that but if peter knew the truth, he would be crushed & what homeboy don’t know can’t hurt him

so peter leaves & you go into your room

sweater off

leggings gone

scarf deceased

your cute lil usual fit is on the floor

shy & sweet u gone

bad bitch u is here

your sexy ass has squeezed into your suit

u look fuckin good, feelin yourself

but u already knew that

do u cause a lil trouble when you go out? sure, but it’s so much fun

so ur out ur window and hopping rooftop to rooftop like the badass u be

u were kind of like a modern day robin hood but more violent and less predictable

out here avenging the world’s wrongs w/ some fun for yourself on the side

what shall it be tonight? u robbed some wealthy asshole last week. tomorrow ur busy sneaking into a prison & going all mercenary on some dumbass

u were absolutely awful, but only to the people who deserved it most

“god i am so in the mood for torture right now.” u say to yourself

so u do some scouting

tired retail worker = a bad target

lost girl at night was equally uninteresting

man following lost girl? now that could be interesting.

so u watch & wait

but all my ladies out there know damn well what’s about to go down

and yeah, shit hit the fan

but yall coulda guessed that

this dirty vacuum bag really tries to get with this girl, she wasn’t having it, he decides that fucking rape is next on today’s agenda

so u swoop in

see, ur not abnormally strong or powerful

but u have two things that these fuckers out don’t: 1. the element of surprise and 2. a really, really cool bat who you have affectionately named “bubbles”

its cute

anyways, back to the ass whooping you dishing out

so you might have broke into a police car last night

stole some handcuffs

but youre gonna give them back!!

just not at the moment

you handcuff this lil bitch to a bike rack

take the girl into a restaurant

make shes okay and get her a ride home

okay back to this fucker

he’s huffing and puffing like he finna blow this bitch down

like really

get a grip

so you uncuff him

and this man takes off

“i hate the runners” you say

gotta chase after this dude now

finally you catch up to him

knock him down with bubbles the bat

“dude, i just wanna talk” you tell him as he lays on the ground

“really?” he looks at u like he bouta cry

“lmao no.” you laugh and hit him with bubbles again

dumb bitch

but THEN

you’re knocked on ur ass by someone

you start to look up to see who it was

your vision is a lil blurry but u can kinda make out a figure

“is that fuckin spiderman”

“that’s gonna hurt tomorrow, miss.” he tells you

“i’d go home and ice it.” IS SPIDERMAN REALLY TELLING U TO PACK UR SHIT AND GO HOME RIGHT NOW??

“fuck i wish i had superpowers” you mumble to yourself

you can’t really compete with spiderman

gonna have to talk your way outta this one

“hello, mr. man?” you say all cute like “Imma need you to hand me that man back.” you finish

“no can do.” spiderman tells you

“i really don’t think the spiderman brand should be supporting attempted rapists” GET FUCKED BUG BOY

“did he?” spiderman looks at the man on his arm

“sure did.” you clarify

“i still I don’t think I can condone you beating him like you were.” spiderman tells you

“i’m simply doing god’s work” you say, trying not to laugh

“god’s work.” spiderman looks at you straight faced, unimpressed

now you begin to approach spiderman

“what are you doing in brooklyn tonight, spiderman?” you say SEDUCTIVELY LIKE YES GIRL

“just passing through” spiderman says

“well,” you bite your lip (agh!!!!) “maybe next time you should stick to queens.”

WHO NEEDS THE ICE NOW, SPIDERMAN?

“who are you?” spiderman asks you, genuinely perplexed

“it wouldn’t be as fun if I told you, would it?” you answer.

you grab the man out of spiderman’s hands, walking away, confident as hell

spiderman grabs you by your hips and turns you around

“you sound so familiar” he tells you

like can you fuck off

“not gonna like, i thought you’d be cooler” you respond

the almost rapist takes the opportunity to run away so that’s great

and spiderman just doesn’t care

“what the actual fuck man??” you say “i’m not running after that dumbass again.”

in the midst of your ranting, spiderman rips your fucking mask off

like IS THAT EVEN ALLOWED

“i knew there was no way you weren’t mine”

WHAT

THE

FUCK

before u can even register what has happened, he rips his mask off

“surprise!” your BOYFRIEND PETER shouts, NOT SPIDERMAN

“what?” you say in shock

“you were so confident and out there.” peter says in awe. “it was awesome. i didn’t know you could be so… dangerous.” he says after finding the right word.

“what are you gonna do about it?”

so peter kisses you

but like, aggressively

pushes you up against a wall

“you should wear this more often” he tell you

“you like it?” you ask

“like it? im gonna fuck you in it.”

ur pussy might as well be a super soaker bc that bitch is drenched

peter rips your suit open

“you got more of these?”

“yeah but maybe we fuck in this one from now on”

he’s got your nipple in his mouth

hands down your pants

you might just come right then and there

but peter’s suit is equally tight

and he’s been hard since he first knocked you down

WHICH, BY THE WAY, HE DIDN’T KNOW TO BE YOU AT THE TIME SO YALL DEFINITELY NEED TO TALK ABOUT THAT

“stop teasing me” you breathe out

slowly, which is basically still teasing, peter slides inside of you

moving in & out of u, his cock coated in your juices

“harder, peter.” you beg as he tentatively hits your clit with each move

THIS TIME, FINALLY HE DOESN’T HOLD BACK

boy goes to work

slamming in & out of you

“fuck, daddy, right there.”

also, peter didn’t know about your daddy kink until right now so i guess this is confession night

but he totally digs it

he grabs onto your hips tighter than ever before

sliding you on and off his dick as your back is to the wall

your legs are wrapped around his hips

you’re literally getting fucked hard in an alleyway at midnight by the spiderman

who would’ve thunk it

you both come

, hard

yall compose yourselves

“we have so much to talk about tomorrow.” peter tells you

“you’re spiderman.” you say, it still hasn’t hit you quite yet

“and you’re a vigilante with a daddy kink.”

“touche, parker.”

tag list: @smilexcaptainx @just-an-average-nerd @mstoomanynames @bcndevik @asadmarveltrashbag @bookgirlunicorn @spiderlingsweb @peterlikescats @i-alyssa

[caiuscassiuss]

Cohabitation (Opposites Attract AU! WinWin)

"i thought my roommate was murdered but i actually ended up dating him lol”

Description: an early bird and a night owl learn to co-habitate

masterlist || request

bulletpoint scenario

_______________________________________________________________________

the first thing you woke up to was Brahms’ Hungarian Dance in no.5

you looked at the time on ur phone; 5:30 AM

bitch fucking ass

you were very irritated, obviously, from being woken up way to early by your roommates classical music

Your roommate, Dong Sicheng, was a classical music major who loved chopin and apparently loved to be the bain of your existence by waking up 5:30 every fucking morning

how, you ask, did this happen?

STORY TIME

yeah it was the typical “i need an apartment, i see a cheap one near campus” college deal

you found the leasing through Johnny, you highschool friend, who said the cute chinese transfer student from shanghai needed a roommate

you were “okay, sure” but when you saw the rent price you quickly dialed him up because!!!! it was hella cheap!!! and you were broke as fuck!!!

you talked over the phone with the guy and he seemed nice enough and his slight accent was making you inwardly squeal at it’s cuteness

however, his early bird tendencies were not making you squeal in joy

his daily routine might’ve been fine for the average joe but you were a night owl who loved to sleep in late

Night Owl + Early Bird + Same Living Space = DISASTER

at first you just dealt with it

maybe he had an early class or something?

but as time went on you slowly grew more irritated

he woke you up early so when you went back to sleep, you ended up tossing and turning for 2 hours until getting up for class

and when you arrived in class, you were fatigued as hell

so you kind of um

decided to take vengeance

you decided that if he was allowed to play his goddamned conciertos you were allowed to turn on your trap music

at midnight

because you were a petty hoe okay

and you were afraid of confrontation so you decided little passive aggressive things would irk him in retaliation for your uncalled for early morning wakeups

this had been going on for weeks at this point, and it both resulted in you having eyebags the size of your college textbooks (and those are pretty large okay)

ye back to PRESENT DAY

you fumed quietly and ripped your bedsheets off

you stomped across the cold wood floors and flung open the door to the living area

“Sicheng!”

the tall boy turned around from the stove, dressed in a sweatshirt and jogging pants

“what?”

“can you turn off whatever violin shit this is? or at least turn down the volume?” you pouted and crossed your arms

he usually wide eyes narrowed and he put down his spatula

“I’ll do it whenever you turn off your shitty rap music at like 1 in the morning” he spat out and he, too, crossed his arms

you pursed your lips

rap music somehow made you understand international policy better, okay? and you just happened to study better late at night

it wasn’t your fault he couldn’t understand the blessed flow of Biggie

“the hell? it’s art, you moron-“

“more like trash”

“- and I’m not the one waking up with the fucking chickens in the morning!”

you two glared at each other

perhaps it was early morning grumpiness or a built up grudge or a combination of both both but you decided this had gone long enough

Winwin’s pretty face and broad shoulders weren’t going to save him this time!!1!11

“okay you know what? this has gone long enough. turn off the fucking stove and we are going to discuss this like the mature adults we are”

you stomped over to the counter and sat down on one of the stools and he turned off the stove flame

he, too, sat down in front of you

“this is clearly not working out and i think it’s safe to say that neither of us are going to move out” he drawled

“correct! 10 points to sicheng!” you sarcastically crowed

“for fuck’s sake shut up and at least try to be nice? i’m trying, okay!”

“fine” you pouted and rested your head on your palms

“i think we need to come up with a system before we start failing our classes- actually, just you, because I am stellar-“

“Winwin you better shut your ass up and get on with it” you narrowed your eyes at the boy

he rolled his eyes and stared straight at you

“lemme think”

you sat in silence for a few tense seconds as you both tried to think of something that could work

suddenly an idea popped into your head

“why don’t we just… turn down the volume of our music?”

DING DING DING dumb and dumber have just appeared!!!

wow you couldn’t believe you had just thought of this

damn you really were stupid

“… fine.”

you beamed and cheered

“BUT!”

you deflated

“that solves only like 60% of the problem. you stay up until like 1 am and i can’t sleep when i know someone is awake.”

“well that’s something you have to compromise bud, because i can’t sleep when someone is getting ready at 5 in the morning” you deadpan

“i think we’re just going have to be quieter then, is that fine?” win win asked, pursing his plump lips

damn he still looked good in a hoodie and sweatpants while you probably just looked homeless

“yeah. that’s okay.”

the next few days were actually pretty damn good

you could actually sleep!

in fact, you actually felt like you weren’t dying everyday!

in the few times you saw sicheng, he, too, didn’t look like he had 3 kids and was going through a mid-life crisis

it was a great improvement all in all

and you didn’t feel like you had to move out anymore

however one night something… shifted

you had just got home from your part time job at the local convenience store and you saw the lamp in the living room turned on

strange, because win win always turned off all the lights when he went to sleep

wait… WAS SICHENG MURDERED????

this is some creepy home invasion shit isn’t

this bitch is out

jk jk this bitch is poor and would probs live with a serial killer if it meant cheap rent

okay a bit extreme but you get the point

you step out of your shoes and creep into the living room

however, instead of seeing a dead sicheng lying on the floor

you saw a very much alive sicheng sleeping on the couch

with a book accidentally lying on the floor

you couldn’t help but awww bc he was so cute and innocent like this

unlike the snarky sicheng you often encountered

you decided to get a blanket from your room and layed it on top of him and adjusted his head so he wouldn’t have a stiff neck when he woke up

then you turned off the lamp and then went into your room to watch a vine compilation

next morning!!!

you woke up to a light drizzle outside your window

you then put on a sweatshirt and opened your door

you were suddenly assaulted by the smell of bacon

you frowned and saw on the counter of the kitchen was a plate of bacon and eggs with a cup of coffee next to it

there was no note or anything next to it but you knew it was from win win

mY uWuS aRe ExPlOdInG

the next few weeks these daily acts of kindness turned from unacknowledged to you two getting closer together

when you would come home late and happened to catch winwin reading, you two would sit on the couch and talk about your day and your favorite pieces of literature

when he would cook you breakfast he sometimes stayed and chatted with you at the counter about mutual friends and stuff like that

sicheng turned out not to be an asshole, as you initially thought 

he actually was pretty sweet and nice

he also loved harry potter, which probably earned him a gazillion brownie points in your book

soon enough casual goodbyes turned into hugs

living room talks turned into cafe hang outs

a snarky jabs turned into playful banter

your friends started to wonder if you two were dating

especially johnny, you always raised an eyebrow when you and sicheng would hug goodbye

sadly, you were not, but you kind’ve... wanted to?

he was basically the perfect boyfriend

yeah he had shitty taste in music and you hated how put together he was, but sicheng was a genuinely great guy

however, the more you pined over him, the more you realized how unattainable he was 

girls would always gather in a group in the university courtyard when he passed by and you heard he was number 1 in his class

unlike you, who was doing pretty average and the only things you attracted was lint

one day you two were walking through the uni grounds, a cup of coffee in both of your hands from the cafe down the street

“uh, y/n... i got something to tell you.” sicheng whispered

you looked up at him

“what?”

he smiled down at you and booped your nose

“hey! what was that for?” you shouted and crossed your arms

“ur just so cute!” he said and pinched your cheeks

you slapped his hands away and you both laughed

“no, but for real, what did you want to say to me?” you asked while resting your head on the side of his arm

he was silent for a few moments until he led you to a bench

you two sat side by side, him looking off into the distance and you utterly confused as fuck

wait shit waS HE GOING TO MOVE OUT????

alarm bells started whirring inside your head as your thoughts raced

“y/n, you have really shitty music taste and are utterly disorganized as hell...” he started off

what the fuck

“... but i really like you and i want you to be my girlfriend.” 

“wait so you aren’t moving out???” you blurted out

winwin gives you a funny look

“no? y/n i just fucking confessed to you, does it look like im moving out?” 

“i don’t know!” 

you were flustered as hell because sicheng??? confessing??? to you???what a mindfuck

winwin gives another look

“Well?”

“oh yeah, i really like you alot too, and i, uh, would love to be your girlfriend” you somehow managed to get out, and looked down to your coffee cup, which was clenched tightly in your hands

“great” and he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer

he kissed the top of your head as you settled into his chest

Bonus

“you two?? are together???” johnny asked, clearly confused as hell at this recent development

“yeah?” you glanced at winwin and he just smiled and squeezed your intertwined hands tighter

“holy shit i can’t believe this happened! y/n... you’re like the latest night owl i know and winwin! you’re like... the earliest early bird on the whole fucking campus!” johnny threw his hands up, nearly tossing his phone also

“and?” sicheng asked

“that just... doesn’t add up!” your mutual friend sputtered

“okay then what are you? night owl or early bird?” you asked

johnny finally seemed to snap out his daze and adapted a solemn look on his face

“i am not an early bird nor a night owl.”

“I am some form of permanently exhausted pigeon.”

[vennilavee]

avalanche part VI

avalanche masterlist

Pairing: Lance Tucker X POC Reader

Chapter Summary: Lance is really growing on you.

Warnings: cursing

Word Count: 3022

A/N: omg Im so sorry it’s been almost 2 months since I last updated this. I don’t know who’s still interested in reading this, so I’m just gonna tag some people I’ve seen in my notifications regarding this story!! im so sorry if this is shitty. hope you enjoy :) any feedback is welcome seriously!!

Lance is awake before you. Somehow, he’s ended up spooning you, but he doesn’t mind. His leg is over yours and his arm is tucked over your waist, drawing you up against him. Your face is buried into your pillow and your arm is draped over his.

He tries shifting himself so you don’t feel his morning wood pressing up against your ass. He feels like a teenager- when was the last time this had even happened?

You bring out the best in him, he supposes.  

You stir at his movements and groan quietly, turning to face him. 

“You happy to see me or something?” You say groggily with a sly grin.

“Or something,” Lance replies good-naturedly, “Wanna help me out?”

“Stop ruining my morning,” You mumble, “Go back to sleep.” You don’t give him a chance to protest before tucking yourself into his side once again and drifting off.

This time, you’re awake before Lance is. You take a moment to just watch him- his soft breaths coming out of his parted lips, the steady rise of his chest. His face is basically buried in your neck. But you don’t mind.

His morning wood is still pressed against your thigh and you laugh. How did you end up here? How did you end up in bed with Lance Tucker?

Oh. Right.

Lance is a light sleeper and feels you shifting quickly. His blue eyes open  blearily and your breath is stolen away for a moment. How many other people got to see him like this?

“Morning,” You yawn and stretch.

“Mornin’,” Lance says lazily.

“Is this awkward? I thought it would be more awkward,” You comment, cuddling into his side further.

“It’s only awkward if you make it awkward, baby girl,” Lance responds. You decide right then, that his scratchy morning voice and bedhead is your favorite thing in the world.

“Oh, good. Because I don’t really mind that your boner is pressed against my ass,” You say off-handedly with a giggle.

“Hey, it’s your own fault. I asked you to help me out,” Lance says mischievously.

You roll your eyes and move to get up to get ready for the day but he tugs you back to him.

“Don’t go, let’s cuddle a little longer,” Lance whines at you. Your mouth falls open in surprise.

“Didn’t take you for a cuddler, Tuck,” You say, resting your cheek on his shoulder. You’re close enough to his pulse point where you can feel it fluttering against your skin.

“I’m full of surprises, aren’t I?” Lance tugs his hands through your hair and you hum happily.

You already know the car ride home is going to be brutal. Mel and Lily have been sliding you coy smiles since you all checked out of the hotel. When you get into Lily’s car, you already know what’s coming.

“Did you guys hook up?” 

“No!”

“Mel, show her the picture!” Lily jabs Mel in the elbow and you groan. Mel shoves her phone in your face and you cringe at the photo of you and Lance. You cringe because of how comfortable you look, how naturally your arm drapes across the expanse of his chest and how pretty he looks next to you.

“I hate you guys,” You mumble but smile at Mel. Your cheeks are warm and they gush over you and Lance.

“Did you guys hook up?!”

“You guys are so cute- like that bullshit about how people fit together like puzzle pieces or whatever- that’s you guys! Just look at the two of you-”

“How come Lance had to text us that you guys were leaving together?”

“I-just- some guy tried kissed me when I didn’t want him to and I just wanted to leave and no, we didn’t hook up-” 

You didn’t want to admit it, but you liked it. You liked waking up next to him and hearing his scratchy, morning voice. Lance Tucker was growing on you, more quickly than you would have liked.

“Wait- what?! Who the fuck tried to kiss you?!” Lily asks indignantly, her grip on the steering wheel tightening.

“I don’t know, he was a random. He was kinda aggressive,” You shrug, not really wanting to think about it, “Lance found me and took me back. I think he texted you?”

“Are you okay?” Mel has her mom voice on, “He didn’t try anything else?”

“No, Tuck found me before he could,” You confirm fondly.

Mel arches her eyebrow expectantly and you roll your eyes.

“I mean it! We didn’t do anything,” You protest weakly with a shrug, “He didn’t even try to.”

“You sound surprised,” Lily notes, meeting your eyes in the rearview mirror.

“He’s different,” You say wistfully, “Lance- he’s... nicer.” Lily gives you a look that clearly says ‘I told you so’.

They look like they want to interrogate you further but they drop it. The rest of the car ride home is filled with laughter about the shenanigans that had transpired the night before. Your thoughts drift to Lance and you find yourself wondering what he’s up to- if the boys are interrogating him as well. You miss the mischievous looks that Lily and Mel shoot at each other.

“So you really really didn’t hook up with her?” Ben asks Lance for the third time. Lance thinks he might punch himself in the face, or punch Ben. Calvin can’t drive any faster. He should’ve known they would tease him, and he can only wonder if you’re being teased as well.

Well, knowing your friends, you’re probably being interrogated worse than him.

“No,” Lance sighs in exasperation, “I just took her back to her room and we slept. Just slept.”

“I find that hard to believe, coming out of you,” Calvin chimes in, laughing along with Ben. Lance groans.

“I hate you fuckers,” Lance grumbles, “Two people can sleep in the same bed without it being weird or hooking up or having it be romantic-” 

“Wow, look at you,” Ben whistles, “You even sound like her. Who are you and what have you done with Lance Tucker?”

“Personal growth and shit,” Calvin vouches for Lance, winking at him from the backseat.

“Yeah,” Lance agrees, “Personal growth and shit.”

A few days later, your friends all planned a night to go out. Conveniently, they had texted you to meet them at the bar- and somehow they all cancel on you. You spot Lance outside and sigh. They’ve done this on purpose.

“Our friends ditched us,” You observe with an annoyed sigh.

“They definitely did this on purpose,” Lance says, “Is this a date?”

“You want this to be a date?” Surprise is painted across your face. Your heart picks up a little bit at the thought of going on a date with Lance Tucker. You hope he can’t tell.

“It can be a maybe date,” Lance winks at you. You raise an eyebrow. You are too sober for this.

“And what does that entail?” You indulge him, a grin playing at your lips.

“If we have fun, you’ll let me take you on a real first date,” Lance says boldly. Your stomach flips at that and you’re certain he can hear it. Your lips are parted in surprise and Lance wonders what your lips taste like.

“It would be your honor,” You smile at him. Lance smiles, truly smiles, almost surprised that you’d agree so quickly. His smile makes your heart skip another beat. It’s bright, boyish and brilliant.

Lance opens the door to the bar for you and takes his time appreciating how you look. You’re wearing tight black jeans and a thin mint green shirt tucked into your jeans. He’s certain he ‘s drooling- your legs look long-  it’s probably your nude heels doing the work for you. Your hair is in a high ponytail, your curls grazing your shoulders. Lance is sure your lips are permanently red- it seems like every time he sees you, you have red lipstick on.

He loves your casual beauty, though. You look pretty in anything.

You take a seat at a booth and he slides in next to you. Nerves begin to enter your bloodstream, your eyes avoiding his, and you wonder what you should do with your hands- do I put them in my lap or on the table or under my chin- oh my God, I haven’t done this in forever.

Lance notices your nervousness he shoots you another genuine smile. He takes your hands in his and rubs his thumb over your hand.

“Hey, c’mon, no reason to be nervous,” He reassures you, “After all, we’ve already slept together, haven’t we?”

You let out a laugh at that, your nose scrunching. Lance asks you what you’d like to drink- “you don’t have my drink preferences memorized by now?” and heads to the bar to get drinks for the both of you.

While he’s gone, you text your friends, berating them for setting you up like this. You don’t mind, though. Not really. You like Lance’s company. And it’s taken you this long to admit it openly to yourself.

“Hi,” Lance says, passing you your drink.

“Thank you, Tuck,” You say softly, “You ever notice that we seem to always hang out alone when alcohol is involved?”

“What do you think that says about us?” Lance asks with a laugh.

“That we need alcohol to be in each other’s presence,” You snort with a grin. You miss having his hand in yours so you move a little closer to him. Your hand brushes against his and you clasp his much larger hand in yours. Lance looks a little surprised- you’re a little surprised, but he squeezes your hand.

“We’ll go somewhere fun and sober for our first date,” Lance chuckles.

“Who said there’s going to be a first one?” You tease. Lance rolls his eyes at you. You’re unsurprised by how easy conversation comes to you- but you are pleasantly surprised by how attentive he is, how he maintains eye contact with you- only breaking it to sip his drink, and how he asks you questions about the current book of yours that you’re outlining.

His blue eyes are intense and intimidating, and there are a few moments when you catch yourself staring at him. 

It’s insane- that only a few weeks ago, the idea of Lance Tucker wasn’t even a fully formed thought in your head. And now... well, now, you were sitting in a booth and holding his hand while trying your best not to get lost in his eyes.

You are a walking cliche.

Several drinks, lots of laughs, even even more flirting later, you’ve gone from just holding his hand to touching him anywhere you can get your hands on.

His waist. His chest. His jawline. Anywhere.

The flutter in Lance’s pulse confirms something that he already knew- he likes it. He likes the way you have marveled at his eyes, your fingertips grazing any patch of skin you can reach. His own fingers are loose around your waist.

It’s been a long time. A long time since you had been on a date. Since you had allowed a man into your life in that way. You were scared, at how quickly Lance had become a fixture in your life, despite your temporary stay in your hometown.

But for right now... You didn’t care for any of it. All you want to do is focus on his lazy smile and how it’s directed only at you. You remember high school, even the rare occasion you saw him during college during holidays when you would come home. How he had gone from a baby face to lean muscle to hard muscle. But the thing that had stayed the same from then till now was his damn smile.

The smile that had you smiling back then. The smile that had been the stuff of your daydreams in high school, when you had first befriended him. You remember when Lily had first introduced the two of you, when you were fifteen. You had been wary of him- he was so loud. 

Plus, you had always been cautious of good-looking white boys to begin with.

The first time you made him giggle, you couldn’t help the warmth that spread across your cheeks, wanting to hear that laugh again. Wanting to be the source of that laugh.

You had been so shy back then.

It’s funny, how life seems to come in full circle like this. How the same feelings you had more than fifteen years ago were bubbling up at the surface. Maybe they were a little more refined, tinted with a little more maturity. But they were still the same butterflies.

The same butterflies from back then were fluttering around your stomach currently, and you liked it.

Time seems to slip away from the two of you. It’s nearing 12:30 when you check the time on your phone. 

“Damn, it’s late,” As if on cue, you suppress a yawn.

“I’ll walk you home?” Lance offers, sliding out of the booth and offering you his hand. You nod and he thinks he knows he’s fallen for you even deeper, with that shy smile. 

Lance wraps an arm around your shoulders and you lean into him as you walk out of the bar. You can smell his subtle cologne and it’s comforting. Lance is now accustomed to seeing you tipsy- your brown eyes are wide, your your grin is lazy and you stumble a little as you walk.

He catches you when you almost trip over your feet and almost fall face first.

“Were you always this much of a klutz?” Lance asks in amusement. He grips your waist rather than your shoulders. 

“I guess you could say that I’m falling for you,” You can’t stop the words from leaving your lips and you’re giggling to yourself. Lance shakes his head and laughs with you.  

“You think of that one yourself?” Lance teases.

“What, you don’t think I’m funny?” You pout at him. Your brown eyes almost bring him to his knees.

“You’re hilarious,” Lance wants to kiss your forehead, run his fingers through your thick hair, press his lips to yours.

He wonders if you want the same.

You tug on his hand and point up to the sky excitedly. You’re almost bouncing up and down, a gasp leaving your lips before your mouth goes a mile a minute- “I forgot you can see the stars here! You can’t see them in Philly really, but look! That’s Scorpius- and the Little Dipper- and up there is the Big Dipper-”

Lance isn’t even looking at the night sky. He’s looking at you, and he sees the constellations reflected in your eyes. You push your glasses up, sighing in wonder and your lips are parted.

“I forgot how clear the sky is here! That’s so exciting, I can’t believe I didn’t notice till now. The only time I got to see the stars in Philly was when I would drive out to South Jersey or like Scranton. Wow, it really makes you feel small, doesn’t it? I should check out a planetarium- hey, did you know that space is completely silent? And that the-”

You’re so excited and happiness is pouring out of you and Lance has never wanted to kiss you more. Not because he wants to shut you up, but because it’s been a long time since he’s seen something or someone so endearing.

Suddenly your smile begins to fall and your eyebrows knit together apologetically. 

“Oh! I’m sorry, I started rambling- you should’ve stopped me,” You say meekly.

“Now, why would I do that, baby girl?” Lance turns to face you and takes your chin in his hands. You give him a small smile. 

“I don’t know, I know I talk a lot sometimes,” You shrug, avoiding his gaze. 

“Whoever put those ideas in your head is a fuckin’ moron,” Lance murmurs to you. Your smile blinds him momentarily and you duck your head, cheeks feeling warm.

Lance doesn’t miss your wide eyes flicker to his lips- he doesn’t think you’ve realized you’ve even done it. You catch yourself leaning forward, your hands lightly resting on his chest.

Before realizing what you’re doing, and you pull away, breaking the moment. Lance clears his throat awkwardly and you want to melt into the road. You’re surprised when he tugs at your hand again and shoot him a smile that probably comes off more like a grimace.

You both walk in a comfortable silence to the house that you grew up in. Despite the silence, his touch is constant. You like it.

“This is me,” You say softly, tugging on his hand. Lance looks behind you and sees the familiar house that he remembers you walking home from school to.

“Thanks for walking me back,” You say, unable to suppress your sudden shyness. You force yourself to look up at him and are startled by the intensity of his gaze.

“Any time, baby girl,” Lance steps closer to you, his hands wrapping around your waist, “You have fun?”

You nod enthusiastically and say, “You’re good company, I guess.”

“You guess?” Lance feigns offense, “Well, I had fun, too. You’re good company, I guess.”

“I’m a joy to be around,” Your fingers dance along his arms playfully.

Lance doesn’t reply, instead his hand cups your face, his thumb brushing over your cheek. Your stomach flips at the tender gesture. You think your legs might give out.

After about five seconds of courage, you lean up to him and press your lips to his.  You can tell he’s surprised, from his soft gasp. He is about to deepen the kiss, tightening his hold on you but you pull away with an impish smirk.

“Maybe you’ll get a real kiss when we go on a real date, boo,” You’re eyes are sparkling and Lance’s jaw is slack. He doesn’t manage to get a word out before you’re slinking away from him, throwing him a coy smile as you unlock your door.

“Text me when you get home!”

tags:

@valynsia @shayla-markele @mashtons-dirtbag @cliffordasparagus @justsayingdeanunicorns

[woozoinks]

I was tagged by @zimooy ! this has take me 23 days to get to. im sorry. Would you rather explore the many planets in the universe or explore the wondrous depths of our oceans? That's a toughy tbh. both would be p cool. but I would probably choose the universe. like that would be so cool???? 10/10 a gt im sure Can you describe your favorite color without saying what it is and its shades? Early November Evening In The Heart Of Seattle Your bias texts you, mistaking your number for one of their friends. Do you talk to them and keep up an act or do you admit the mistake? How do you do it? What happens after? I would probably admit from the get go that he has the wrong number but bc coups is a nice guy and im a nice lady, we'd probably continue talking anyways Describe your favorite feature of one of your best friends without saying what it is. Why? can i say everything?? describe a feature of my best friend without saying what it is?? my goodness what is this?? hagge's class??? okay um. it's like??? yknow when you eat some cookies and you wash it down w milk?? yeah it's like that. or like when you come inside after a really hot day and for a solid 15 minutes you are super sweaty but then by then, the A/C has cooled you down and you feel amazing??? it's like that. or when you you are giving someone a hug and they squeeze you in a loving way???? it's like that. or like when you hear the rain outside and you can't really see it but you kNOW it's raining and everything else is just quiet??? yeah it's like that. or when you are super tired to the point where you can't keep your eyes open so you close your book and turn off your light and finally rest your head on the pillow to sleep??? yeah, it's like that. What super power would you have and how would you use it? Hero or villain? mind reading or shape shifter. I can't decide between the two. probably mind reading tbh??? like that would be so cool. nobody can lie to me bc ik what they're thinking. I always know what's going through a persons mind. it would be so cool and personally v useful. but i don't think I'd be a hero or a villan really?? I'd just be doin it for myself yknow. as for shape shifter, that can just come in handy all the time. running late for work??? shape shift into a frickin cheetah and whabam im there. bih. i can even shape shift into the flash if i wanna. you can't stop me. What are three things included in your ideal type? Why? Would you accept someone without these features? they gotta be like friends man. loyal af. im not here for some hot n cold, two faced shiz. nuh uh. nope. i like someone who actually sHows that they care. someone who genuinely wants to be my pal. someone who is Real. no fakes here. having someone who is funny is kinda nice. but like fr i think everything is funny so that shouldn't be hard. I prefer someone who isn't rude or does a bunch of hardcore drugs n drinks n tries to get me to do it w them bc im not about that. I definitely need someone who i can have personal, deep conversations with. that's a must. i like someone who likes hugs but that isn't like a nEED. i could keep going but those are some of the main stuff. and I'll accept just about everyone. but if you don't meet most of these things, I probably just won't be close to you. Vampires, werewolves, or witches? If you could become one, which would you choose and why? a witch. i mean what's the good in being a vampire??? u gotta drink blood and u cant go out in the sun n stuff. lame. and werewolves??? you literally turn into a wolf whenever there's a full moon. I literally don't see why anyone would want that. so definitely a witch. like casting spells n making potions n stuff??? how cool would that be??? i wAnt. if you released a mini album with 4 songs, what would the song titles be? 1- cherry soda 2- queen 3- teacups & oil 4- rose petal gardens Describe what you feel right now by using a metaphor without including the word to describe how you are feeling. an old man is sitting inside a row boat in the middle of calm waters but below the surface, screams are erupting from the gills of scaled creatures Your bias from one group confesses to you in front of your bias from another group. They quickly confess their love. Who do you choose? they cannot be your ult. bias. *calls mo* listen chani and jinjin,,,, I love you both,,,wow um,,,, * aggressively whispers into the phone speaker* mo i need your help rIGht now Your bias promises to go on a date with you on the condition that you plan it. Plan the entire night (where you go, why, what you eat, what you wear, the other places you go, what you talk about, etc.) alright. here goes nothin. they didn't say wHat bias it had to be so um,,,im doin jae bc nobody can stop me. let me just run you through the date. start to finish. I'll start with outfits bc in this friendship with jae, style is Key. jae would be wearing his hp wire frames and wearing an oversized maroon sweater bc gotta have the Sweater Paws. and let's just say for this time, he had the hair he had in the when you love someone mv bc that's a good. okay honestly. that entire swingset look? the outfit, hair, everything. tHAT is what he's wearing. okay. me?? um. probably wearing some cute black skinny jeans and some classic red converse. and probably an oversized, light grey sweater. we just havin those cute sweater paw vibes yknow bc we like that. imma make this a day long date bc i Can. so after we do our things yknow, we meet up at a cute coffee shop (btw we are in seattle) at like 9am bc we are not wasting the day sleeping. we have a casual, flowy, comfortable morning conversation over warm coffee and soft muffins. then at like 10am, we leave the coffee shop and walk down to a library and grab some poetry books and sit on the comfy library couches and read each other some poems to set the mood for the day. at 11am, we walk to through the streets of seattle, having wonderful conversation, even stopping by the bubble gum wall and leaving our mark there before continuing, maybe once in a while stopping to admire the graffiti or art posters along the way. stopping off at a park or a bench to rest. just having no particular destination and simply enjoying the city as it lightly rains. around 1pm, we stop by a cute, old restaurant that has been around for decades and order the oldest item on the menu. we talk, smile at the old man that started the restaurant and shake his hand before leaving at almost 2pm. then we go to pike place market. we watch them throw the fish, we go into every single shop there is & look around. we don't buy anything but we take a few pictures together with his polaroid camera throughout the day. we spend the rest of the afternoon there bc there is so much to do and so much to look at. we buy some fresh berries and snack on them bc seattle berries are truly devine. we even go to the original starbucks and buy a coffee. we take a polaroid picture of course which i will later tape to the wall next to my bed next to all the other polaroids we've taken throughout our friendship. after spending the afternoon at pike place market, we go to dinner at a cute restaurant across the street that jae swears has the best breadsticks. and he's not wrong. we spend the entirety of the 6pm hour and part of the 7pm hour at this restaurant, talking about some of what we've done today as well as other pointless conversations. as 7:30 creeps up, we step out of the restaurant. the sun has already gone down and all the street lamps and city lights are ablaze. we walk down to the space needle, deciding that it's a good way to end the day. so we pay the ever growing price to go to the top (where most people have already begun to leave). we step out onto the outside of the very top and peer out to look at the city. we walk around it once slowly, taking in every inch of nighttime seattle. we point out what we find astonishing while doing so. once we make a full revolution, we walk to the side that overlooks our favorite view (the side that shows the giant ferris wheel and the ocean) and lean against the railing, just staring out. then we start getting into deep conversations about the universe and other personal topics that only the two of us will ever know. we stay there for a while, eventually just sitting on the floor bc our feet and legs have grown tired. i sit against the wall as he lays on his back, his head resting comfortably on my lap. I play with his hair as we continue you our quiet conversation. we stay like this until everyone else has left and even some of the employees have left. we don't leave until the last employee left says that we have to leave bc they are closing. so we get up and walk hand in hand back inside the elevator and back down to the bottom floor. we step outside and agree that it looks less twinkly on the floor then it did at the top of the space needle. we check the time, seeing that it's past 11pm. so jae, being the good friend he is, walks me to my apartment (although he doesn't live in the same complex, it's only a 10 minute walk away from where he lives). as we walk, we have comfortable conversation about the nighttime. once we reach my building, he walks me up the three flights of stairs and 12 feet down the hallway to my door. I thank him for the day and we give each other a hug. we stay in that position, hugging, for nearly five minutes, not saying a word. the only sound i can hear is his heartbeat. once he pulls away, saying that he will see me soon and he promises to text me when he makes it home safely, we bid our farewells until next time and I go into my apartment, waving one last goodnight wave before closing the door, leaning against it as i listen to his footsteps fade down the hallway. ~the end~ okay honestly that was rEALLY fun and I had a gt doing that. thank you mo for tagging me. honestly. I would tag someone else to do it but LITERALLY the only two people ik on here are mo and ri and they both already did it so oop. im not gonna tag n e one bc idk n e one. sorry it took so long for me to fInally do this. thank you for reading!!