#queue bub

[yuyuyumefairy]

a study turned wip turned "yeah im done with this actually" I simply don't have it in me to go thru rendering and fixing hell rn LOL

[scratchedcpp]

TAG DUMP !

lol ignore this

[doctordonovan]

Don't chase the rabbit

Send me "Don't chase the rabbit" and your muse will be shown a random memory from my muse's past: being gifted bub [x]

she's always known bobby's family don't like her:  passing little comments meant for her to hear   -  about the way she's an oddity,  about how bobby could have any girl he wants  (   brows rising  &&   gazes flickering over her as if questioning what about quiet scientist could ever appeal to him  )...  she has never suited any family.   foster care proved it,  her years with the donovans did too.   there's something undeniably wrong within her  -  there has to be  -  something that they realise &&   she can't quite see.

somehow,  yet not surprisingly,  his family hears about the engagement before she's even had a chance to tell her own parents or friends.

❝ she's a rescue.  we thought you'd get along great. ❞   little creature gives sharp squeak,   still carefully compressed into wooden hideaway,  plastic cage sparse and unsuited to holding life chinchilla's size.  there is nowhere for animal to go,  nowhere to jump,   only endless metal wires to keep her contained within.

it's not a gift she asked for,  unceremoniously put onto her dining table by future father-in-law with little care for how it startles animal further.  (   heart aches with how much she understands how little thing must feel.  and just like rodent,  she sighs with relief when bobby  &&   his parents migrate to another room,  leaving maeve to sink onto chair closest to cage,  opening metal and leaving hand open within it.  )  

they're right.  for the first time in her knowing them... they have unknowingly given maeve something she will grow to love,  a companion that will be with her for years after their son will be out of her life.  not that maeve knows that yet,  warm little smile coming when grey fluff slowly approaches outstretched fingers.

❝ don't worry,   bubula,  I'll get you a better home. ❞   promise comes as barely more than whisper.  ❝ and I'll come up with a name for you as soon as something feels like it suits you. ❞

[hubrisheld]

@taroet: ❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

"  yeah? "  pearly  whites  flash  with  the  appearance  of  annabeth's  grin,  a  rare  picture  of  the  daughter  of  athena  at  ease.  she's  back  at  camp  because  malcom  had  needed  –  well, something;  her  siblings  always  do  after  depending  on  her  for  the  better  part  of  a  decade.  while  the  trip  to  long  island  from  san  francisco  is  never  what  annabeth  would  call fun, it's  always  nice  to  be  back,  especially  because  she  never  sees  florence  any  other  time,  "  glad  i  could  be  of  help.  "  there's  a  pause,  then,  and  the  easy  grin  softens  as  she  looks  at  the  daughter  of  poseidon,  "  you  alright?  you  know  you  can  always  talk  to  me  if  you  need.  "

[vdosed]

@spidercursed : ❛ are you okay ? can you talk ? ❜ / alejandra flores

she jumps ; okay , ale , maybe don't leave your door open for your friends to come in as they please and then get scared when they actually do that . alejandra takes a second to pause before nodding , though , the trance she'd been in before peter came in shattering . a lot had happened on campus the past few weeks , and she's just - exhausted . more so than normal , those rings around her eyes unmistakable. ❛ yeah - yeah , mhm , come in , pete . what's up ? ❜ she doesn't feel the need to talk about how she most definitely is not okay . whatever he has to say , it's far more important in her eyes .

[crescenthistory]

CARINAAAA 2K????? CONGRATSSSSSS

could i ask you to analyse bartylus with... potter!reader? 👀😳

THANK YOUUUUUUUU tihi<333 and of course you can lovely!

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i will ANALYSE poly!bartylus with potter!reader

carina's 2k celebration

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cw: fem!reader, references to black brothers trauma

this is james and sirius' best dream and worst nightmare handed to them on a platter

james' sibling dating regulus is literally something they have been dreaming, scheming and plotting of for years – "this is our chance to become brothers in law sirius!!!"

james' sibling dating barty crouch junior, batshit barty, the weird guy with the hair and the piercings and the tongue and the– please god no

"bubs please don't do this to me"

"i am not doing anything to you jamie, i'm just eating breakfast with my boyfriends"

"yeah, jamie, she's just eating breakfast with her boyfriends"

queue james and sirius having a joint seizure

though, i do think james eventually comes around, fuelled by that potter love and family loyalty, and he drags sirius with him into acceptance by the ear

while they might still grumble and sirius most definitely fakes throwing up at least once a day, they don't protest to barty going everywhere with them

(because barty is the only part of this they have a problem with)

(mcgonagall considers this karmic justice as she watches it all unfold in the great hall every day)

as for the couple itself, i think potter!reader and poly!bartylus would be a surprisingly healthy love story, despite the inevitable chaotic conception

firstly, the potter love is strong in reader and for you to shower them both in it would be a truly healing endeavor

the slytherin skittles have a lot of love to go around between them, but there is something about that brighter-than-the-sun, devoted, blinding, all-encompassing potter love that i think would just burn right through them and trigger every healing process

(much to both boys' initial fear and confusion)

secondly, the chaotic energy of someone who has grown up with james and been raised by effie and monty is the only one that can possibly match barty's unhingedness and adhd bursts

a potter!reader would also be rather grounded in a way that would help regulus keep barty managed – because that's an all-hands on deck type of situation

the dynamic in this trio would thus be rather balanced; equal parts fun, love and safety

not to mention that a potter!reader would be able to keep up with regulus and barty's verbal sparring – both regulus' jargon and academic debate-style and barty's snide comments and silly jokes

there are so many backgrounds for their dynamic that would make sense to me, so it's quite fun to play around with

i can see reader being affectionate to regulus because of sirius and him either being really fond of it or really adverse to it

depending on how resentful he is towards sirius and james at the time and how heavily he's clinging onto denial

either he's noticing her and feeling a warmth he can't quite explain OR he feels pitied or misunderstood and tries to run away at the sight of her

in the former case, barty would not want to be spending time with a potter voluntarily and tries to fight regulus on it until he meets you and becomes infatuated himself

in the latter case, barty would pick up on regulus' hesitance immediately (because he spends most of his time studying reg anyways)

and thus, both in a genuine attempt at helping him face reality and because he thinks it's hilarious, barty would be the one to seek out potter!reader when he's with regulus

thinking it will be a friendship for laughs but then oh. oh no. she's captivating.

alternatively, i can also see potter!reader seeing barty running around the castle being an absolute menace and going "that one. i want him."

(queue james pulling out his hair and marlene being concerned but still cackling loudly at the situation)

(because marlene would be a quasi-sister to potter!reader)

barty might at first lean into your attention and be like "haha this is going to mess with (james) potter so badly"

and then not even two minutes into talking with you he goes "fuck. it's going to mess with me"

it gives you and opportunity to get to know regulus outside of the whole situation with sirius and james and allows you to see him in a new light

when you're with barty and meet regulus, he's not somebody's traumatised little brother, he's the sarcastic and witty best friend – and that would do something to you

either way, bartylus have been in love for years on end without ever truly realising or acknowledging it

it's when potter!reader gets involved (in whatever way) that they understand "oh we're not just best friends, we're Best Friends, we're let's-spend-our-lives-together friends, which really is not friends at all"

(someone is bound to make comparisons between bartylus' and prongsfoot's belated realisations, and regulus will have to be held back from biting that person's head off)

the dynamic just works

chaotic but so passionately loyal

and we all know poly!bartylus would just be obsessed with her

mhm yeah i enjoy this. good food.

[zzbubblegumbitchzz]

Ooohhhh my god you just keep making me have more IDEAS !

Going off of what you said, now thinking about quinny correcting you 🙂‍↕️ saying 'thats not my name baby, what is it? C'mon, I know you know. Say my name.....daddy is right baby, good girl.' with that little crooked smile he has, practically purring when you say the real answer

PLEASE KEEP THEM COMING i rambled again

he’s so encouraging about it all too. he knows it’s new for you too, he’s gonna be soft and sweet about it. there’s only one way to learn, and he’s gonna help you.

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again. he knows you. he knows your queues and your quirks and he knows your body language like it’s his second language. so he knows when your head gets fuzzy before you even announce you feel fuzzy.

after the morning he dropped the bomb about how he wants you to call him daddy, it’s been smooth sailing. he never forces it, but he encourages the name. knows it helps you just as much as it helps him.

it’s been the usual lazy day, lots of cuddling and movies.

“hey Quinny?” your voice is barely audible, but just enough his eyes soften and raise his eyebrows at you.

“that’s not my name, pretty. what’s my name?”

your face is flushed and all you wanna do is hide. he knows what he’s doing, he knows you’ll say it. he just wants to hear it now.

“i know you know, said it this morning bub.” as his hand is settling in your hair, playing with the strands between his fingers. “what’s my name?”

you can’t look at him. it’s too much for your brain right now, “daddy?”

“there you go, that’s it. good girl. what do you need baby? how can daddy help?”

“i just,” you take a breath and look up at him finally. “i just wanted to maybe nap.”

“want me to go tuck you in, that it?”

“nuh huh, want to stay here. just in your lap.”

that’s all it took for his heart to do another flip. he’s pulling you into his lap, his arm resting on the arm rest and your legs on the opposite end of the couch with a blanket covering your small body.

“go to sleep, bub. i’ll be here when you wake up.”

[evidenceof]

and roll credits for webgott valentine's week! long-ish post but i don't think it can be anything but saur...

haguenau is for lovers was me deciding to shoot for the moon after 1) meg wondered out loud about a webgott week (after injecting webgott into my brain), 2) i zoomed in on lieb reading sunday comics, feverishly tore through the stars and stripes archive only to realize that easy was in haguenau during valentine's week 3) caoimhe said, "haguenau is for lovers" and it sticking into my brain permanently.

that is to say, i am so very lucky to be friends with people whose thoughts are so infectious and always brilliant. would like to take this time to thank the people who held my sweaty hand all throughout my first stab at organizing a fan event.

tierney @kbsd my beloved!! thank you for literally putting up with my anxiety through all this and for reading (and proofreading) walls of text on gdocs to make sure i still sounded sane. putting up with wips for queueing and scheduling posts when i'm asleep even if you've had a Long Day of Moving houses. i would literally be in the trenches without you. thank you for never doubting me and for genuinely matching my (control) freak.

meg @ww2yaoi head webgott babe (let's all acknowledge that) for the really kind messages. they helped me more than you'd know!! licherally hilf wouldnt even be alive if i hadn't seen you post theee Webgott Wednesday Locket way back last year, and if you hadn't written lippenstift, down in the valley, no ghost looms (tbh all ur webgott) and made me spiral into this for good.

caoimhe @randlemartin. this'll sound weird but just trust ok. thank you for writing both text posts and fic that compel me to no end. the germ of the idea wouldn't have grown into anything good without it being fattened by your thoughts and words!! haguenau is for lovers <3 ik it isn't webgott, but reading delichon while prepping for this over the holidays kept me going fr.

karina @markedfordead and julia @joe-fuckingtwice-toye. your tags and everything you made throughout the event made me wanna cryyyy. they were all so sweet and genuinely, when i'd be fidgeting over the event day ahead, seeing that you two took the time to make something so lovely nearly every single day literally pacified the gnawing self-doubt hahaha thank you i mean it so much.

to everyone who participated!! wrote fics and drabbles, made web weaves, beautiful art that made me want to chew my screen because of how beautiful they all are, thank you so much!!!!!!! to everyone who rb-ed and liked, made valentines, my heart feels a lot bigger thanks to all of you.

shoutout to my laptop, photoshop, my secondhand wacom tablet that's been roi-ed the fuck out since november, my two hands, and futura condensed (1940s print would be NOTHING without you). thank god none of them decided to give up on me during event prep and proper. (and to my bubs who had to literally listen to me scream and yap about this from beginning to end. you are a saint. idk how i got so lucky to be with someone who supports my being a fujo wife with dead ww2 vets)

really wanted to keep my modding this on the down low, largely cos idk!! i just wanted the focus to be on webgott and the event, but also bc i knew this whole thing couldn't have come together because of a singular person, or even moreso, a singular interpretation of the ship. so i felt the distance was necessary. though i am proud, in a small way (im allowing myself a lil' bit of it), of being able to create a bunch of things for a pair i've fallen in love with, and for a group of people who hold so much affection for them.

all that to say! im glad to have made things with love, and (tw: cheesy as fuck) im only really able to do that bc im surrounded by people who love so beautifully. thank you all from da bottom of mi heart. if u read up until here. thank you for that too. ♡

♡ happy webgott wednesday. haguenau will always be for lovers. ♡

sorry this is literally too many scrolls down lmfao

[minnimstar]

°Puppy Hunting°

pairing: Kim Seungmin x fem!reader

summary: You and your boyfriend go looking for a puppy at the local adoption center.

Masterlist

genre: fluff

warnings: petnames(honey, bub)

"Aww, honey, look at this one!"

Seungmin and you were at the local adoption center, and currently, you were looking at an adorable golden retriever that was sitting alone in it's little play pen.

Seungmin smiled faintly at your expression as you looked at the puppy, and he walked over to stand next to you.

"You're wanting that one?" He asked quietly.

"Uh-huh. I mean, just look at him! He's so cute..!" You whispered with a smile of your own.

"Well, go get it and we can bring it home."

Without hesitation, you instantly picked up the puppy into your arms, and he seemed to perk up as his tail started wagging.

You smile, rubbing the top of it's head as you headed to the counter as Seungmin was already paying and filling out the necessary paperwork.

Once finished, and you were in the car, you held the puppy in your lap with a soft smile as Seungmin drove you both home.

"So.. what do you want to name it, bub?" He asked from the driver's seat.

Your expression grew concentrated as you thought about any possible names you think would suit the adorable golden retriever pup currently on your lap.

"Ollie." You mumbled after a moment.

Seungmin glanced at you, a teasing smirk appearing on his face as he looked back to the road.

"What was that? Sorry, didn't hear you." He teased.

"Ollie." You said, louder this time.

"I think it suits him." You said proudly.

As if on queue, the golden retriever pup, which you had now named Ollie, looked up at you with his tail wagging and a happy smile on his face.

"See? He likes it." You smirked smugly, rubbing the pup's head.

Seungmin let out a laugh, and reached over to pat Ollie's head as well.

"Well, welcome to the family, buddy."

[shuahoonie]

solace | joshua hong

pairing: non-idol!joshua (svt) x fem!reader

notes: slice of life, fluff, bit of swearing, pet names ft. seventeen, domestic lyf , the one where reader isn’t aware that their definition of comfort is joshua hong— really just self-indulgent because i’ve had a rough week at work.

word count: 2.8k

summary: joshua hong, no matter how busy life can get, will always set aside time for you. no matter where you two both are, what time it was— comfort exists in the mould of him.

joshua hong is solace, personified.

playlist | shuahoonie masterlist

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life hasn’t been extremely kind to you. first week in your new job and it has already made your life a living hell.

“i mean it’s only been a week,” you said over the phone, trying to appease yourself that maybe it’s just a bad day “maybe it’s just something that i need to get used to.”

you literally just clocked off work when joshua sent you a message, asking how your day was. always like an angel, always in perfect timing.

work was starting to get frustrating and you considered quitting too, but talking to joshua made it bearable for you.

he would send you messages in the morning, would try calling you during your lunch breaks. and if he has time, he would try to visit your place or he would ask you to come over to his.

and when you replied to his text with a sole sad smiley face, he immediately called you.

never in your life would you have expected for shua to be so patient when it came to you, even more so to the people he deeply cared about.

“i don’t know, love,” there are noises on the other side of his line “you’ve been having trouble sleeping.”

“is that yn? tell yn i miss her!” you can hear jeonghan yell on the other line, making you laugh.

“no, tell her yourself!” joshua whines childishly on the other line “it’s my time to be on the phone with her.”

“it’s always your time on the phone with her!” jeonghan whines back. there were a couple of indiscernible words before you heard the phone being passed. “yn!” jeonghan manages to steal the phone from joshua “i miss you! you don’t visit us anymore.”

“had a tough week, bub.” you say softly “i’ll make sure to visit when i have time.”

“how come joshua always gets to see you?” you could feel that han was pouting. “even when we have meetings that run late…” he mutters the latter part but you caught it loud and clear.

“he’s always checking up on me, han,” you whispered all of a sudden, feeling shy. “i actually don’t know how he does it.”

“i know how,” jeonghan says in a teasing manner before you heard the phone being snatched again.

“lovey,” joshua coos “do you want me to call you as soon as you get home?”

“you’ve been really fond of that nickname, huh,” you teased shua, but you could feel yourself turning red.

“only because we’re each other’s lovey,” he murmurs over the phone. “but do you?”

“it’s okay, lovey,” you said, fighting back a smile as you entered the busy subway. “i’m on the train now, i’ll talk to you later.”

“okay, text me when you get home,” joshua says on the other line. “love you.”

you hummed and said “love you too” softly before hanging up.

the train ride home was enough to make you feel numb— maybe it was the exhaustion or maybe it was a bustling friday night. whatever it was, it’s enough for you to forget about the resentment you felt from your job.

with your airpods in, you endured the ride home listening to the curated playlist that you and joshua curated.

you were aware of how your music taste differed from each other— so when home by one direction played, you were a little startled. it’s almost as if you accidentally added the song on the queue.

a small smile was practically tattooed on your face when you saw that it was joshua who added the song to the playlist.

you must’ve done something good in your past life because you can’t possibly think of a reason for you to have joshua hong in this life.

“love you?” jeonghan teases joshua, making him roll his eyes. “what’s the deal with you and yn again?”

“we’re friends, han,” joshua says as he walks over to the other side of jeonghan’s place to grab his water bottle that he left on the kitchen counter.

jeonghan has been friends with joshua for years— he knows when joshua’s trying to avoid something.

“yeah, i know,” jeonghan says following joshua “i mean i’m friends with yn too, but i don’t text nor call her every day.”

“maybe because you just suck at using your phone,” joshua teased han, hoping that his friend would drop the conversation.

“says the guy that barely responds the group chat and has over 500 unread messages?” jeonghan shots back, amused at shua’s insinuation. “face it, shua, ynnie is—“

“she’s special,” shua finishes. “everything just feels lighter around her, you know.”

“ahuh,” jeonghan agrees in a low hum, watching joshua’s expression turn bright as he receives a text update from you. jeonghan knew what joshua felt about you, he’s just unsure if his friend knew it himself. “i know.”

you and joshua have been friends for a little while now— and your friendship with him had stood the test of time. it seemed like it was too good to be true, because he came to your life when everything felt hazy.

you moved to a new place all by yourself, not knowing anyone, trying not to cry as you dropped a piece of kimbap on the convenience store floor— then comes joshua, who happens to be at the very same convenience store and saw how you stared at the piece of kimbap on the floor for a while.

that night at the convenience store, what you needed was a friend or kimbap.

joshua, who was supposed to only buy a quick snack, unconsciously chose to sit and eat at the convenience store instead.

he sat a few chairs away from you, eating his ramen quietly while he watched you pick clean up the mess you made.

after you finished cleaning up— and quietly cursing the universe as today wasn’t going well— you sat back down, fighting back the tears from your eyes and continued to eat your lukewarm ramen.

joshua heard your quiet sniffles while you were eating. he didn’t want to be invasive and ask you if you were okay, but he could sense that you were having a rough day.

joshua has always had a knack when it comes to people— he would always get a sense of what they’re feeling.

he quietly slides you the extra kimbap that he bought for later and says, “i accidentally bought an extra one and i’ll probably forget about it in my fridge if i take it home.” a lie, of course.

as soon as your gaze reaches his, you bursted out crying— which definitely caught shua by surprise.

not knowing exactly what to do, he sat next to you and carefully patted your back every now and then.

“sorry,” you said in between tears, letting out an embarrassed laugh. “i don’t know what came over me.”

“hey, it’s okay,” joshua says comfortingly “you’re okay.”

you hurriedly wiped your tears with your hands, however, it seemed that your tears aren’t quite done yet.

“oh god, this is so embarrassing,” you said, tilting your head back— fanning yourself as you tried to stop yourself from crying. “it’s just a really rough day.”

“it’s okay, you’re safe here,” he gives you a reassuring smile “sometimes, we just really need to let it all out for everything to start making sense again.”

that night at the convenience store, what you needed was a friend or kimbap— the universe gave you both.

as soon as you got off the train station, a familiar physique was leaning against one of the pillars— arms crossed with a bright smile plastered on their face.

“what are you doing here?” you asked, surprised to see him at the station. “weren’t you supposed to be on a date?”

“we see each other at the office everyday,” he scoffed, easily grabbing your tote bag and casually puts on his shoulder. he’s so used to doing it, it’s feasible at this point. “and it’s just with jeonghan. he can live without me, so i left.”

“so, are you saying that i can’t live without you?” you raised an eyebrow at him and he laughs, almost pleased that of your insinuation.

“maybeee,” he practically sings. “c’mon, do you wanna get something to eat?”

“i thought you and jeonghan already ate?” you asked him, linking your arm with his.

“we had snacks,” joshua answers “what do you want to do, love? do you want to eat out or should we just get take out and eat at yours?”

“my place?!” you gasped “i thought we were going to your apartment this time?”

“you have a comfier couch,” joshua mumbles as he pulls away from your linked arms, quietly slipping his fingers in between yours instead. you can’t deny that physical touch brings you comfort— rather, joshua brings you comfort.

“then why did you get that ugly ass white couch then?”

“it’s cute and you know it,” joshua pouts “plus it works well with my living room interior.”

“babe, it’s solid as a rock.”

“so if we ever move in together, you’d force me to throw it out?!”

you practically choked on his statement. “move in?! who said anything about moving in?”

“i think it’s bound to happen anyway,” joshua says casually. “didn’t we make a pact when we were 23?”

“i thought that was just the alcohol talking,” you said quietly, feeling shy all of a sudden.

“i meant every word i said,” joshua smiles at you— the kind that makes your heart beat a little faster, the kind that makes your insides melt. “but i’m also more than happy to yield, if you’re retracting your statement.”

“if we’re 30, and have not found any significant others, should we just get married?” you asked shua after finishing your second bottle of soju.

“i thought you don’t believe in marriages,” shua teases, resting his chin on his dominant hand. his eyes were sparkling in anticipation.

“i don’t,” you smiled at him “but if it’s with you, what’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“okay,” joshua says softly “as long as you’re okay with it, then i’m happy to spend the rest of my life with you.”

you smiled upon hearing what joshua said. “yeah, you’re not getting rid of me that easily, joshua hong.”

“great because i’ve already pictured the perfect proposal.”

you and joshua were quietly eating dinner back at your place— sitting on the living room floor, backs pressed against the couch, with modern family playing in the background.

shua was watching you the whole time as you ate your tteokbokki with a mindless look on your face. he knew that you were checked out and he felt bad that nothing could lift up your spirits.

you were painfully exhausted that you can’t even enjoy your comfort food with your comfort show.

you caught joshua staring at you as you nibbled rice cake slowly. “what?”

“do you want to talk about it?” he asks you softly.

“talk about what?” you feigned innocence. to be fair, you weren’t in the mood to talk about work and the last thing you want was to pester shua with your work rants too.

“c’mon, yn,” he pats the space between you two, urging you to sit closer to him. “you know you can tell me anything, right?”

“mhm,” you hummed as you placed your chopsticks down and snuggled closer to shua— your head resting on the crook of his neck. “i’m just tired,” you say quietly.

“i know, my love,” he whispers, knowing that you weren’t just physically tired. shua knew that your new job was taking everything from you and you didn’t want to make it seem like it is. “i wish there’s something that i can do to make you feel better.”

you lifted your head to turn towards shua. “you’re already doing great, bub,” you said with a fond smile. “having you here with me is enough,” you hummed.

joshua returned the smile, pulling you closer to him— if it was even possible. you two sat in silence, tucked under shua’s embrace.

you’ve always found comfort within joshua hong. when people ask you what he is in your life, you would smile and tell them that he’s your comfort person.

“so, like the love of your life?” ichan asks with a confused look, not really understanding your answer.

“sure, something like that.”

“are you two dating then?” he asks as you two wait for your work computer to finish updating.

“nope.”

“but he’s always at your beck and call?” he clarifies and you nodded. “god, you two are confusing.” chan mutters, leaning back at the office chair.

you laughed. “babe, you’re just saying that because you haven’t met the person who makes you feel comfortable.”

chan playfully scoffs at your comment and says “well, i’m sorry if i haven’t met my soulmate at a convenience store.”

soulmates. maybe joshua hong is your soulmate.

“shuji,” you called his name softly, resting your chin on top of his shoulder.

“hm?” joshua hums as it prompts him to turn his head and look at you— the distance between your faces were unbearably close. “you know i hate that nickname right?”

“i know,” you answered, not moving from your position. “but you still let me call you that.” your chin planted on his shoulder as you practically bit every word that came out of your mouth.

joshua laughs because you’re right. he hates it when people call him that and yet, he doesn’t mind when you do it.

joshua’s attention was back to the tv, watching the modern family episode when mitch and cam got married.

you removed yourself from joshua’s embrace—propping your elbow on the table and resting your head against your hand. you couldn’t help but watch joshua— having him here next you was nothing new but you still can’t believe that someone like him would be so patient around you.

there’s definitely a sense of selfishness that boils inside you. you want joshua to stay in your life forever, but that’s not possible. especially if he finds a significant other.

“yn,” shua calls your name softly, eyes still glued at the tv. “is my face really that great to look at?” he asked teasingly. you scoffed, playfully rolling your eyes. “because ahjumma gave me extra fishcakes because of that.”

“and i thank you because of that,” you grinned.

joshua turns to you, mirroring your position as he props his elbow on the table and rests his head against his hand as well.

“what’s bothering you, my lovey?” shua asks as he tucks a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

“do you love me?” you asked joshua. a bold move on your part— but you only did it because he can either spin it as something strictly platonic or it can become something more.

he wasn’t even caught off-guard. instead, he smiles at your question— as if it was just a normal and casual thing to ask. “i do,” joshua answers because it’s true. “i think i love you a little too much.”

“how much?”

“like i would let you run the ac on full blast,” joshua mutters with a smile on his face, playing with the ends of your hair.

you let out a small gasp, “really?”

“really.”

“but you hate getting cold,” you pointed out.

“yeah, but you love the cold— like right now, it’s freezing here,” joshua laughs as he pulls the sleeves of his hoodie further.

“shit, i didn’t even notice—“ you were about to stand up to turn down the ac but shua pulls you back down.

“it’s okay,” he says softly, “c’mere." joshua pulls you closer to him, similar to the position you were in earlier. this time though, you're sitting between his legs— your back against his chest, his arms wrapped around you.

“shua, let me turn the ac down,” you said, trying to get up but he tightens his arms around you— briefly forgetting how big shua’s arms has gotten.

“no,” he whines childishly “just stay here with me,” he mumbles in your ear. “you’re very warm.”

“i think that’s why i feel hot all the time,” you said nestling in his arms.

“yeah,” joshua chuckles “but i also think you’re a very warm person, ynnie.”

“hm?”

“yeah, i mean you make every room brighter, ynnie. you make everything feel as if you’re the calm in this chaotic world. if i could keep you by my side at all times, i’d do it.”

you rolled your eyes playfully “now, you’re just making fun of me.”

“i’m not,” joshua rests his chin on the top of your head “why do you think jeonghan and seungkwannie kept asking for you?”

“i think it’s because i feed them,” you joked, making joshua snort.

“trust me yn, if i can keep you all to myself, i would.”

“so why don’t you?”

hi hi friends! i know i've been mia, but ya gurl is working 2 jobs now 🥲 as much as i would love to write frequently, i end up only writing a couple of words here and there— and that's when i'm not immediately passed out. i hope u all understand! ♡

[raccoonfallsharder]

ember & rocket

navigation| let me love your OCs masterlist doodle queue | rocket art | my OCs

rocket & @thirteens-lucky-tardis's ember being all cute. happy (very late) birthday, babe! ♡♡♡ i hope this gives you a little extra happiness today.

i LOVE these two, and i love this little reluctant cuddle. it's based off a specifically-requested pose (behind the cut + lineart and a few more close-ups), though i obviously took some liberties. ember's a glass dragon, and i've been wanting to draw her wings forEVER, but i couldn't find a good pose to include them before. then there was a post about how her shadow would look like stained glass, and i about lost my mind. ember is SO fucken cool, and a total badass with a super-rad backstory i can't get enough of, and @thirteens-lucky-tardis is such a brilliant creative for dreaming her up in the first place.

(here's my first attempt at drawing ember)

i've been really enjoying getting back into the doodle queue lately, and i've been so fortunate to be able to break my drawing-fast with ember, jazper, and j'me. plus, this pose that bub sent me just tickled all my little inspiration-neurons - so thank you for that, and thank you for trusting me with ember once again. it was so much fun, and time with ember and rocket has truly meant the world to me.

for the rest of you ~ time to go visit @thirteens-lucky-tardis and read more about ember!

honestly getting to play around with a glow effect & all the colors just puts me at peace tbh. and ember’s so fuckin pretty.

close-up, line-art, and the og pose/inspiration

for those of you who have been patiently waiting in the doodle queue lineup, please know i might be reaching out soon to see if you'd still like me to draw them and to double-check that i have good references! i am hoping to post at least one a month until the queue is complete.

navigation| let me love your OCs masterlist doodle queue | rocket art | my OCs

[cryinginmyroomsposts]

Shower of Flowers

Pairing: Kim Seungmin x Reader

tags: fluff, just pure fluff, college boyfriend Seungmin, non-idol!au

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Exhausted.

That's how you felt as you took a deep breath in the closed stall of the bathroom before stepping out. You look at your made-up face in the mirror. Eyeliner, lipstick and blush are on point. Your favourite A-line dress flaunts all that your body has to offer while still leaving a lot of room for imagination.

You have never looked better and you knew it. You had finally reached a point of confidence in your body that even staring at yourself in the mirror for more than ten minutes didn't make you want to pinpoint a tiny blemish across your hand.

You were smart and you knew it. You were starting your new job at a prestigious magazine because you deserved to be here. You had worked hard and believed in yourself and made it here. It was all there.

Yet a part of you constantly felt out of place, something always felt missing.

Your friends were waiting outside the door of the restroom. The ones who had watched you grow and come into your own during your grad school years. The same ones you had spent days and years crying, laughing and having fun with. Yet it felt out of place on certain days. The days when your anxiety got the best of you and even smiling felt draining. You didn't need a social battery with these people, there was nothing to think much about except that anxiety was a pain in the ass that existed constantly.

Shaking off the negative thoughts from your head and fixing your lipstick you head out.

"Oh yes y/n is here finally, let's go, guys!" You see Jisung shout to the rest of the group as everyone gets up from the different chairs they'd been sitting on while you were gone.

"Sorry guys, there was a queue." You smile sheepishly.

"It's okay. Now let's go to the pier next." Yeji had always been the mother of your little group and she did her job well by leading the way.

All of you step out of the small restobar and head out into the dark, cold New York evening. The long-awaited New York trip was finally happening. weeks before you'd all start your new jobs in different parts of your country. Yeji and Han were moving to California, Felix to Arizona and Seungmin and you to Chicago. This really was a once-in-a-lifetime trip for all of you. It was the last night before all of you had to fly back home and decided to check out the pier 57 rooftop and gaze at the magnificent city's skyline to end this masterpiece of a trip you'd had.

"Hey, you alright?" Seungmin's voice brings you back to reality, the one where all of you are walking toward your destination. Seungmin has fallen in step with you as the other three walk around happily a few steps in front of you. You tilt your head to look at Seungmin and see his worried gaze. A small smile forms on your face, it always does when you see Seungmin.

"I'm fine Minnie." "You sure bub?" You nod unable to verbally respond through the slight choke in your throat at the term of endearment.

Seungmin and you had never discussed what you were, but there was always something that just crossed over the thin line of friendship and proceeded to more. Since freshman year of university, the both of you have been dancing around this unknown territory. Never verbalising the emotions that you knew are present in both your hearts. Just existing in the comfort of the bubble you had created around the two of you. The rest of your friend group has tried their best to pursue the two of you into making it official but the fear of losing each other had always prevented both of you from speaking on it.

God only knew how ecstatic you were to find out that Seungmin was also going to live in the same city as you after graduation. It felt like a piece of home was always going to be with you, even if it never went any further you were content just having him next to you.

Seungmin wasn't exactly a soft, sunshine-y soul like Felix, and neither was he your biggest hype man and mood booster like Jisung. But Seungmin understood you. He saw through the layers of facades, he reached out to your heart through the thick layers of dark clouds in your head. Seungmin might make you want to pull his and your hair a lot of times when he is being playful but he is also the one who kept you company over countless sleepless nights. The one who'd understood your need for physical space but also managed to do anything and everything to cheer you up. Seungmin let you into his world, giving you the privilege of being the one to take care of him when he needed it.

Even now he walks side-by-side, close enough to touch but still far enough to respect each other’s space. Since you told him about your issues with boundaries Seungmin has not once initiated physical contact without your permission and every time it melts your heart. Eventually you realised that with Seungmin, you have no problem in holding hands, hugs or even cuddles. And when he figured that you became comfortable he let himself hold you.

You look at him again, he's looking up at the sky and staring into the distance. From the side, he looks so beautiful and ethereal that you don't want to turn away. Seungmin was not exactly the most handsome guy you’ve seen, but as your affection and feelings for him grew he became gorgeous in your eyes. You could stare at him forever, but you force yourself to look away as Felix shouts happily at the gorgeous view in front of you.

You gaze at the lights, the water and take a mental picture of the sight and soak it all in as you sit in the nearest sofa facing the scenery. On the side, Yeji and Jisung are fighting to get better pictures as Felix laughs and entertains them. You feel heat radiate from your left side as Seungmin sits next to you. There is a small smile tugging on his lips as he watches the skyline. You look at the direction he’s seeing and find yourself staring at the pretty moon.

“You’re my moon.” The words leave your mouth before you can stop yourself.

From the periphery of your vision you can see Seungmin’s smile grow wider. “And why is that?”

You turn to face him, he is looking at you with an amused expression. Maybe tonight you’ll be a little bolder, finally take the chance you’ve been waiting to take for years. Maybe tonight it won’t be a failed chance and for once you won’t just have to dream of getting to experience Seungmin’s love. For once you would be true to the feeling that has been growing exponentially in your heart since you got to know him.

“You’re my moon because you shine the brightest during my dark days. You light me up from within on days when I can’t find it in myself to like me. Ever since you came into my life you have been a constant presence, in one form or the other. Some days you’re not there physically, and on some you’re there with me for every breathe I take. Even if it is one text or a simple smile, you make sure to be there. Your presence has been significant especially during the turbulent high tides of my life. And no matter where I go, even when the day ends and the light disappears, you shine on the dark sky. And that is why you’re my moon, Kim Seungmin.”

His eyes have gone from amusement to realisation and with that his eyes have gotten glassier. His expression tells you that he knows the gravity of your words and that he feels the pull too.

Usually you’d be ashamed of being this open to him, you’d be running in embarrassment or making a lame joke to cover up your vulnerability. But today, you felt bolder, you felt the physical urge to let it all out.

So you reached out and intertwined your fingers in his. As usual, Seungmin was warm. His touch reverberated in you, made you feel alive. You squeezed his palm, like he’s done for you a million times now. You angle your body to fully face him on the bench. Not a single care about your friends or the other people there. Tonight all you knew and all you saw was Seungmin.

“I might be too late, but I wouldn’t know. Because when I’m with you, time ceases to exist. I feel like I live in an eternal cherry blossom on a chill spring day. Days merge into nights, yet all I see is you. I don’t know when you consumed me so wholly, but I can’t see myself without you. Every waking moment there is something in my life, in my day, that reminds me of you. The idea of existing in the same realm as you does satisfy me, but I am a greedy human. I want more. I need more. I need you. I need to love you, to let me take care of you. I need to fight with you, to cry with you, to laugh with you and to grow in love with you. Seungmin, I’m scared. So entirely petrified. I know I am ruining the friendship that we so carefully built. I am throwing something so solid for something that has been fragile till now… but you make me feel like loving you could be as ethereal as watching a moonflower bloom. This is risky, and for years I stayed back fearing the change. But, now I would rather fail trying to love you than being a coward who never got to try.”

The sentences flow into the other as you speak and the words tumble out of you in a sure manner. Seungmin is left speechless, he’s staring at you with tears threatening to fall from his eyes. You’ve never sounded this confident and a second after your big speech you want to bolt. You consider it, for a good minute before Jisung interrupts the two of you.

“Hey are the two of you coming or what?”

You turn to face a bouncy happy Jisung and the lack of understanding must be clear on your face. Before Jisung can repeat his question, Seungmin speaks up. “Actually the three of you proceed, we’ll meet you back at the hotel. I think we’re done with the sightseeing.”

You blink back and forth between the two boys- Seungmin and his polite smile, hand still in yours, and Jisung with his big smile that turns into a pout. The latter considers refusing Seungmin’s offer for a minute but changes his mind and leaves with a big wave. You crane your neck and watch as the thee of them skip along out of the pier.

You take a deep breath before turning to face Seungmin.

He’s looking at you with big eyes, a wide smile and slowly moves forward. His free hand comes up to your right cheek, a slight brush of fingers and then rests against your face.

“That was beautiful Y/N. before jisung interrupted anyway.”

To say that you’re a mess would be an understatement. You feel like a thousand rainstorms are pouring inside you and no words come out your mouth. You must be expressing the short-circuit of your system through your face as it causes Seungmin to break into his cute giggles.

He lets go of the other hand that you were holding and cups your face with both his palms.

“I want to try too Y/N. So desperately, like my life depends on it. You’re my everything. All that I’ve wanted since the day you showed up to class with lunch for me. For years you’re all I could think of. No matter how much casual dating I tried to do, there’s not been a single day that has gone by without me wanting to be the one you love. To hear you say all this feels like watching a dream unfold in front of my eyes. I knew you were fragile when we met, you wanted to heal and you needed to. So I waited. I waited for you to allow yourself to be loved, to be taken care of. And I was willing to wait as long as it took you. But the man in me is so shamelessly thrilled that you want me too.”

You don’t realise when the tears started to trickle down and when seungmin started rubbing circles on your cheeks. All you know is he loves you too. The two of you have been learning to love each other from apart without realising. And at this moment it feels like the universe has aligned in a perfect line for the two of you finally.

And the only logical thing you could do at that point is to throw yourself into his arms, so you do just that. Seungmin is ready to welcome you as always and this time he doesn’t hesitate to hold you close.

Whenever you’ve hugged till now, there has been slight hesitation and tension in holding each other close for a longer time. But tonight, there are no apprehensions in how strongly you cling on to him and if his grip on your waist is anything to go by, Seungmin has no intentions of letting you either.

It feels like a million lifetimes congregated to create this singular moment of joy for the two of you. Your heart feels like it is going through a Big Bang of its own resulting in the equilibrium of loving Seungmin. The million different phenomenons of the universe has led to this moment where time expands to last a lifetime and the human body is nothing but a mere vessel to express the insurmountable love you hold for each other.

The two of you stay there until you feel the initial drops of rain fall on your cheeks. You break apart to look at the sky, now cloudy and ready for a big downpour. Then you see Seungmin and he looks radiating. He definitely looks thousand times more handsome when he’s happy.

“Maybe we should head back?”

He mulls over your words as more drops fall on you both. Then he pulls apart takes your hand and walks you to the edge of the peer. Just as you can question him, he pulls you into a hug, leans close to your ear.

“Orrr I could kiss you into oblivion under the rain, with this view like I know you’ve always wanted…” You can hear the smirk in his voice. “I’ve seen the books you read Y/N, don’t be so shocked.” He adds with a chuckle.

His words leave you stunned and before you could back out you nod a hurried yes.

He leans in and the moment his lips touch yours the universe showers her gratitude by blessing you with the sweet rains like a shower of flowers.

[tehyunnie]

another one for my husband

 You held your nose high in the air as you walked towards the queue, taehyun following shortly behind you. "You sure look awfully brave for someone who can't even go to the bathroom alone at night.." taehyun commented.

 "Well that's because I'm so totally not a scaredy cat anymore! The haunted house doesn't even look that scary!" You beamed up at him, puffing your chest to show just how "brave" you are.

 Taehyun snorted at this, amused by your confidence. "Fine, if you're that brave then you don't need to hold onto me then."

 You turned to look at him as if he just insulted your entire bloodline, your mouth hanging wide open with your eyes following suit. "Isn't that too cruel?! kang taehyun you crude crude man!"

 You crossed your arms as you turned back around— a pout decorated your lips.

 Taehyun giggled and hugged you from the back, his cologne rubbing itself on you. "Okay okay, how about if you scream then i get to pick what movie we're watching tonight?" he said while his hands rubbed your sides comfortingly.

 You agreed to this idea— already knowing how you're so not gonna scream.

 Or so you thought...

 Once the both of you were finally at the entrance of the haunted house, everything looked ten times more scarier. The screams inside sounded way louder than they needed to be paired with the darkness of the haunted house and the creepy scare actors lurking in there.

 "What's wrong, baby? Where's all that confidence earlier?" Taehyun teased you, his hand holding onto yours. You gulped as you followed him— letting yourself be dragged into the haunted house.

 "Um bubs.. if you were to win which is definitely not happening please don't pick that movie you keep rewatching..." Taehyun merely hummed at that, an evil smirk creeping its way onto his handsome features.

 Let's just say your voice was strained once you got out of the haunted house.

 You held your boyfriend's arm as you sat next to him on a bench, a traumatizing flashback running through your mind as you think back about the haunted house.

 "Baby, your ice cream's melting!" Taehyun's honey voice snapped you back to reality, making you realize the sticky mess in your hands.

 You quickly licked up the melted ice cream— making sure none drips down on your brand new jeans.

Taehyun giggled at your cute antic, deciding that maybe he won't repeat the same movie for the 8th time.

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[mjinzx]

midnights with you

wc: 415 | genre: fluff, angst if u squint rlly hard | fem! reader x atsumu miya | cw: profanity, she/her pronouns, 3rd pov

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Y/N can’t sleep.

Well, that’s one way to say her problem. It’s 12 am and all she could think about is a nice bowl of black bean ramen. But, she doesn’t want to cook, she’s too lazy to cook. And what better way than to ask someone else to cook it for her?

By someone else, she meant her roommate, Atsumu.

Here’s the thing, though, Atsumu is probably asleep by now, and waking him up would be a suicide mission. Not only does he sleep like a log, but when Atsumu wakes up, he’s the grumpiest person on earth.

But, no one’s stopping Y/N now, she’s already on her way to Atsumu’s room to wake him up and “ruin” his night. She opens his bedroom door, and there he is, deep in his sleep.

‘He’s probably in dreamland right now.’ Y/N thinks.

Y/N had a wonderful idea to wake Atsumu up, and of course, it’s blasting EDM music in his ear at maximum volume.

You bet Atsumu woke up.

“Y/N? What the hell? Why are you here? And most importantly, why are you blasting music in my ear at midnight?” He says furiously.

Y/N just smiled cheekily. She knows that Atsumu isn’t actually mad at her, maybe a little annoyed, but never angry.

“I’m hungry, can you make me ramen, please?”

Y/N pleaded cutely, making sure to stretch that ‘please’ so Atsumu would give in.

“No.” Atsumu responded.

“Pretty, please?” At this point, Y/N is begging for Atsumu to cook for her, but Atsumu doesn’t even look one bit fazed.

“Why don’t you cook your own, Y/N? Come on, it’s 12 am, I need to sleep.” Atsumu says flatly.

Queue Y/N pouting. “Tsk. Fine.” She says and went out of Atsumu’s bedroom.

Y/N looks like a child not given candy during halloween right now. She’s pouting, brows furrowed, and stomping her way to the kitchen.

‘Of course he wouldn’t agree, Y/N. What were you even thinking? It’s 12:51 am.’ She thinks.

Y/N was having a hard time finding a pot, so she didn’t hear Atsumu entering the kitchen, his hands inside his pockets. He leans in the wall, just watching Y/N struggling to find a pot, with a smirk on his lips.

“I’ll do it.” Someone says.

‘Hm? Atsumu?’ She thinks.

She looked behind her only to see Atsumu smiling at her.

“Hey bub, sorry about earlier, you just surprised me, that’s all.” Atsumu apologizes.

“I’ll make you ramen?”

“Yes, please.”

“Black bean?”

“Black bean.”

a/n: this is my failed attempt of using 3rd pov in y/n imagines 😆

© mjinzx

[marvelstoriesepic]

hello to you, my beautiful star!! i have three potential prompts for your drabble challenge, i hope atleast one of these inspires you/catches your interest, but if they don’t, that is completely fine bub!!

number one!!> soulmate au where people are born with specific matching tattoos/marks. although i know you aren’t the biggest fan of soulmate tropes so i completely get if this isn’t your cup of tea <3

bucky’s one is no longer visible because it was on his arm, he still lost his arm and has a prosthetic one. he’s a tattoo artist coincidentally, and one day a client comes in, he recognises the tattoo/mark on them as the same one he had.

thought of this prompt as it has a healthy amount of angst, how would bucky react? would he say anything? maybe the reader is a mutual friend between steve, nat, sam, etc, and bucky has seen her around here and there but has never seen her mark 👀

number two!!> actress reader and security guard bucky!

lots of room for experimentation with this one, maybe a drabble about a stressful situation in which bucky is needed to step in, maybe he’s doting all over her afterwards. do they initially clash upon meeting? do they have an unspoken trust or bond? maybe the reader spoils bucky for keeping her safe, maybe he gets her flowers or champagne after a movie premiere, maybe he helps her rehearse lines.

he may be quite dutiful, she may be sometimes flirtatious, trying to get him to crack some of his serious exposure, or maybe he’s quite easy going, apart from when it comes to her safety. maybe he gets mistaken as her date for a red carpet, maybe she plays along? 👀 potentially playing up to the cameras and interviewers about her ‘date’ for the night. i think this pairing could be interesting for sure, quite sweet and potentially lots of tension!

>number three!> cinderella vibes for this one, prince bucky x maid reader !

so reader is a palace maid, has been for quite a while, but rarely sees any of the royals until a maid at a higher rank either loses the job or passes away and suddenly there’s a space needing to be filled. queue reader filling that position and finding herself in close quarters with the royals, and the prince. i can imagine her definitely not expecting the prince to be so handsome, maybe at one point in time she speaks out of turn slightly, saying something that isn’t just a pleasantry. maybe she is called upon during the night, the prince accidentally scares her, or bucky purposely attempts to fluster her.

whatever it is, i can imagine that bucky takes a keener interest in this maid. you could even lean further into the cinderella vibe and feature a whole fairy godmother situation, where the reader magically appears to be a princess for one night, and when she dances with the prince, he knows it’s her, maybe a dialogue line like “do you think i could ever forget your eyes hm?” or if that isn’t something you’d be interested in, maybe after a ball the prince goes to her quarters and requests a dance, it may be late at night and she is in a nightgown but he doesn’t care, could be super fluffy but have great undertones of feelings of inadequacy or confusion on why a prince is enamoured with a maid etc.

anyway those are three ideas i have for you, if they do not inspire you, then i hope some other pairings come your way soon!! much love from me always, take care, know you will be on my mind!! <3

and i may end up saying it a million times, but i am so proud of you and what you have achieved.

-yours, ceru

My absolute legend of a human sent me three amazing prompts in one go, so I'll be posting the first fic along with this note and the other two over the next two days 🩷

This might make things a little interesting, to give you a little peek into what comes next.

Number one/Soulmate Au: Wear My Heart

Number two/Actor Au: Poison of the Spotlight

Number three/Cinderella Au: Eyes made of Starlight

I’ve always kept a bit of a distance from soulmate au's. I do find the idea enjoyable, but I felt like it’s not quite for me. But I never say no to a challenge!! I truly put my heart into it, and I was surprised at the end by how much I came to like the idea of the whole concept of soulmate au’s. I guess I just needed the right nudge - and you, my beloved, always know how to do that. You always manage to give me what I need at the moment 🥹🩷

I can’t wait to hear what you think of this one, and of course the other two that will be out soon as well. It was also so interesting to connect my own acting career with this little fic idea you gave me. I would do anything to have a security guard like Bucky 🤭🫶🏻 And a Cinderella au???? Gosh I was so excited!! I just had to pick up on those magical vibes!!

Each of your ideas made me want to create something special and I always had you right in the back of my mind during the writing process 🫶🏻🩷

[little-saw]

I gots an idea for you!! it kinda popped up randomly this morning

imagine if bubba sued a pacifier!!

wouldn’t that be so dang cute

(and probably help his anger at times poor baby ;w;)

could you write write(if you can or want to) like that? Baby bubs would be like so cute my heart would melt into rainbow ooze -3-

Will be posted soon ^^ within the next hour, currently in queue.