#sorry i love cupid i just thought this would be funny

[rebelcharmings]

raven’s road to getting tailor quick (taylor swift) EveRAfterS (eras) tour tickets: a mini twitter series

thankfully apple managed to ask tailor quick for one more ticket so now she, raven And dexter are going☺️and so apple is forced to thirdwheel for 3 hours. she managed to have fun tho even without darling!🥰

inspired by my post here and some of my own thoughts as a fellow swiftie who didn’t get tickets at first but now i do!!!

and here is part 1 of my fake tweets au !!

[boydepartment]

nishimura riki boyfriend playlist °‧ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ·｡

10 songs- 10 scenarios :) - masterlist - fluff & angst sorry

⋆˙⟡ apple cider- beabadoobee

જ⁀➴ you didn’t know he was an idol at all. he was touring your city and you knew of the group. you actually WANTED to go but fuck hybe and their ticketing amiright up top okay! 🖐️👏 anyways. he walked in a cafe where you were studying and immediately he felt drawn to you. being stupid riki didn’t know what to say so he approached you and asked you to help him order. you thought it was weird but who were you to turn down helping someone with pretty eyes and cool earrings?

⋆˙⟡ do you believe in magic- the lovin’ spoonful

જ⁀➴ riki can’t believe that he bagged you. obviously he has an ego he’s a teenage boy. but when HE bagged YOU. you agreed to go on a date with him without knowing he was an idol at first, oh he was bouncing off the walls. he wondered if magic really was real

⋆˙⟡ kiss me- sixpence none the richer

જ⁀➴ you and riki have a very uplifting relationship for the most part. obviously there’s ups and downs and issues, but whenever you’re both stressed just taking in eachother is enough to end the day. small kisses on the cheek, lips, hands, are very common between you two.

⋆˙⟡ i don’t smoke- mitski

જ⁀➴ rough patches. you’re both young (hopefully you’re BOTH young. (¬_¬) you AND him are YOUNG and you’re NOT over the legal drinking age in america while he’s 18) so there’s going to be flare ups in the relationship where he gets snappy and kinda mean. riki is only human and he apologizes right after, but he’s human and shit happens. you’re understanding and you have your moments too where you’re tired of life and snap at him aswell. the important thing is, you try for eachother and you try for yourselves.

⋆˙⟡ come and get your love- redbone

જ⁀➴ whenever you visit him in korea, it ends in a lot of late night time in the kitchen or living room. holding back laughter and tiptoeing everywhere is so funny to you both. trying to dance in the kitchen while accidentally falling over and making a HUGE crash has definitely happened.

⋆˙⟡ somewhere in neverland- all time low

જ⁀➴ you guys go out late a lot. when you vacation to him or he vacations to you on the rare occasion, you both kinda become nocturnal temporarily. when you guys walk around at night you don’t have to worry. riki doesn’t bother wearing a privacy mask and he can relax. he wishes everyday could be like this sometimes. riki would never tell you that though, that he wishes he could freeze time during your late night walks to the store.

⋆˙⟡ melty love- shazna

જ⁀➴ riki likes to spin you. that sounds so random and stupid but he thinks it’s funny. if you wear a nice outfit and are insecure about it he will grab your hand and spin you. hyping you up. it’s almost embarrassing how he hypes you up so it makes you feel better because hearing “OH YEAH!” “YEAH!” “OOOO SLAAAY” “OOOOO!!!” “💪💪💪” “YOU ATE!” from your boyfriend is way more embarrassing than the outfit you’re wearing.

⋆˙⟡ アイワナビー - stance punks

જ⁀➴ sometimes he gets upset he can’t be the boyfriend he wants to be. you have no issue with him being busy, or let alone in a different country more than half the time. it didn’t upset you or even offend you. but it offends riki, it upsets him. you’ll send him those cute relationship trends (on melancholy hill - gorillaz COUGH COUGH) and be like “omg let’s do this when you visit/i visit :) “ and as much as he loves the sentiment sometimes he gets upset he can’t do the trend with you NOW.

⋆˙⟡ cupid - fifty fifty

જ⁀➴ goofy coded bf. the second the relationship got to the point where he didn’t have to “act cool” anymore… dude this mf is WEEEEIRRD…. not in an unsettling way though. more in a “is that my shirt? are you wearing my shirt?” “yeah does it look good on me?” while being completely serious

⋆˙⟡ pretty boy - the neighborhood

જ⁀➴early mornings are both your favorites. especially when the other one is still asleep. you both WOULD NEVER admit this to the other one either but, you both have this habit where if you wake up first as cliche and stupid as it is, you’ll admire the other one. trying to memorize features. bumps, acne, smile and frown lines, sun kisses, etc.

⟡ extra- seasons - wave to earth

➴ depending how long you two are together, watching him grow and being his biggest cheerleader is one of your favorite things of just being around him in general. watching him grow as an idol and getting to be proud of him makes the hardships worth it to you.

i was gonna add another extra but i’m gatekeeping… that’s my song for him i am not sharing sorry 🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️🙅‍♂️

[luveline]

Would KILL (not you) for a bit of Hotch rn.

Like just started dating, all new and neat. Shy reader at home while Hotch is at work and is having a lonesome girls night, face mask, pizza, dancing, the whole thing. Hotch then pays an impromptu visit. Pls and Thankyou

Love you you’re amazing 💕

thank you for your request! hotch x shy!reader ♡

You're tucked up on the couch trying not to get face mask in your pizza, or cheese in your face mask, when the doorbell rings. You drop your slice back into the box, eyes widened of their own accord. There's no way you can answer the door, not when your hair's sweaty from your latest karaoke dance routine, you're in your ratty pyjamas with a hole in the collar, and your face is blue. It's not happening.

You turn the volume down on your TV, sink down on the couch, and pray whoever it is didn't hear you laughing at your own Freddie Mercury impression. That would put you in an early grave, you'd die from embarrassment alone.

There's a heavy rap at the door. Your phone starts ringing on vibrate beside you. You slide off of the pillows and onto the floor, grabbing your phone and answering with as much grace as you can.

"Hello?" you ask.

"Hey, are you home?" Hotch's voice comes thick and steady through the speaker, and you swear you can hear a hint of amusement you'd rather have missed.

"Is that you, at the door?" you ask, knowing it is, and knowing this is the worst day of your life.

"Is that alright? I brought wine. I tried to call, but it wasn't going through, and you said I could come by whenever, now that we're–"

"Yeah," you say, getting to your feet. You're breathless suddenly, because you're very attractive boyfriend is at the door, and he's only been your boyfriend for a week —though he'd 'courted' you for far longer— and seeing him is a delight no matter how flustered he can get you. "It's alright, of course it's alright, um, uh, just– Aaron, I'm not very presentable."

"Could I be the judge?"

You look down at your fluffy socks. "Yes, I suppose so."

You go to the front door and open it. There's an abject moroseness to your actions, like defeat. This is where Aaron realises he's made a mistake, and he breaks up with you, and it breaks your heart forever. He really is handsome.

"Oh," Aaron says, standing on the short stone step outside of your house with a bottle of wine in hand.

"Sorry," you say, cringing.

"You're blue."

"Yes. I'm blue."

Aaron tilts his head slightly to one side, and his resting stern face lightens. "You look cute."

It's like being winded. He might as well have slapped you flat in the chest with the front of his wrist. "Thank you," you say, hoping that the floor will miraculously collapse beneath you and the earth will swallow you whole.

"Can I come in?" he asks, head still tilted. "I've missed you so much."

"You have?"

He laughs like this is extremely funny as you step back to make room for him inside. The bottle of win gets put on the sideboard that houses your shoes, and before you know it you have arms wrapped around you. Aaron gives perfect hugs; they aren't too tight, and they aren't too loose. His cheek rubs against your temple.

"You'll get blue on you," you say, trying to push him away.

And when he pulls back, you're right. Blue face mask has transferred from you to him, wet on his chin but quickly drying. You try to scrub it off of him with your thumb but the colour spreads around and makes an even bigger mess.

"Oh, sugar, I'm sorry," you say, your hands all over his face.

"You missed a spot," he says.

"Aaron, I've missed lots of spots."

"A particular spot, right..." He holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger and leans in for a long, chaste kiss. "There," he says, pulling away.

He has face mask on his cupids bow and the tip of his nose. You blink, dazzled, and prompt a laugh from your unsually smiley boyfriend.

"Cute," he says again, with an air of finality. "Want to order in?"

"I already got pizza."

"Oh, good. I thought with all the singing you might’ve been too busy."

If your face wasn't blue you'd drop it into your hands and weep. Aaron twines your fingers together, leading you into the living room for more pizza, blue chin and all.

[cinellieroll]

☆ random obey me headcanons part 3!

beelzebub, belphegor and solomon ♡

part one (lucifer, mammon and simeon)

part two (asmodeus, levi and barbatos)

part four (satan and diavolo)

cw: slight spoilers again if you haven't played the recent lessons

small note: thank you again for the likes and reblogs. also, happy 20 followers! yippeee :^D also sorry for the delay i was being silly the whole day so..yeah

☆ beelzebub:

- doesn't listen to music that much which is kinda weird like wdym you don't vibe to hard ass beats everytime you work out? on the bright side a cupid playing a harp melody does start playing in his head when he sees food

- some days his resting bitch face goes so hard you think he'll start biting your neck off if you even try to talk to him

- he does a lot of unintentional things it's actually so hilarious. like no he didn't mean to mindlessly draw an icecream on your hand and start licking it. it was an accident! he swears!

- when you cry he tries to cheer you up with jokes but it always end up being horrible because deep down he's panicking inside on what to say. the bitch starts saying "why did the chicken cross the road" jokes while watching you bawl your eyes out with snot bubbling out your nose

- so instead of the horrible jokes he decides to hug you instead while picking you up and gently sways you left to right <3 and during those situations he's willing to do anything you want. you want him to carry you to your room? gotcha. you want him to buy you food from hell's kitchen? he promises he won't eat it. (he actually didn't but you could see his drool staining the paper bag once he gives it to you)

- there was one point in his life where he was the smallest and fattest out of all the brothers when he was still younger. his older bros, especially mammon would always pinch and bite his cheeks because of how he looked <3

- watches hells kitchen while eating food from hells kitchen. mans obsessed with the show

- has dimples and an eye smile

- he likes it when he holds your hand and look at it from time to time. he just likes to see how big it is compared to yours.

☆ belphegor:

- doesn't really use his phone a lot and resorts to watching TV instead so he doesn't have to use his hands

- slept while candy was in his mouth and woke up choking once. safe to say lucifer banned candies for a whole month after that and everyone else was NOT happy.

- since he is the youngest out of all the brothers he's pretty spoiled in a way. he wants to be the one you hang out with the most and if he needs to pull out the moves just so you'll give him cuddles he won't think twice

- "what do you mean you have plans with asmo today? didn't you know? he ditched cooking duty last night and lucifer told me to do the job instead. i deserve your attention more than he does."

- he thought you were attractive the first time you two met

- takes reaction pics. it's mostly him in a dimly lit room with his eyebrow raised or replicating a funny photo of his brothers

- wasn't interested in shows like hells kitchen until he saw you and beel watching it. he occasionally watches drag race too

- during car rides or road trips he always has to be the one in the back just so he could lay down and sleep

- you can't rely on him for notes because it's always covered in drool when he sleeps in class. although he mostly never takes notes at all he just relies on stock knowledge and good memory

☆ solomon:

- he never caught up with the recent trends in the human world so you really had no one to relate or talk to about your favorite shows, songs, etc

- decided to catch up for you anyway. what a sweetie pie ^_^

- a tear rolled down his cheek when raphael confessed that he liked his cooking for the first time.

- when he's drunk he starts singing love songs and starts going on a ramble about how lonely he is when he isn't with you. and yes, his voice WILL crack.

- sometimes he points things with his lips it's SOOOO HOTTTT

- he gets sad when you get suspicious of him when he's doing a nice gesture for you. he's aware that everyone else think he's shady, and he is! but mc, he just wants to do something nice for you!

- he's an asshole and will constantly tease you especially if you guys are seated together in class. he'll write a note on your notebook saying something like "remember when you *insert embarrassing moment here* or will start writing something subtly flirty like "wanna come over after school?"

- he buys you a lot of expensive things out of nowhere. like there was no ocassion whatsoever but he gifted you the recent iphone like what?

[modanisgf]

APPLE CIDER , HUH YUNJIN

☆ SUMMARY— you met yunjin at a beabadobee concert and never went back, being attached at the hip. though as you start to develop feelings for her, you realize she’s been hiding something from you. something that you couldn’t live with.

☆ PAIRING(S)— non!idol huh yunjin x fem!reader

☆ WARNING(S)— some angst, profanity

☆ GENRES— right person wrong time, wlw, miscommunication, forbidden love, yunjin is a bit toxic i am now realizing! (erm..)

☆ A/N— for my number one pookie @jayjj7 🙏 thank u for being my friend 🫶🫶🫶 you are so funny and thank u for making me laugh sm also i promise it gets good at the end guys.. i also actually dk a lot about cupid so pls dont comment on how accurate that part is

☆ WC— 1.5k

MASTERLIST

if you were being entirely honest with yourself, you’ve loved huh yunjin since the day you met her. the way she helped you when you were at your lowest, being the only person to even look at you.

yunjin was perfect in all ways but one, and you’re starting to catch on. she had been rather distant lately, giving you short replies and even going as far to leave you on read.

you weren’t sure what sparked this, it happened randomly one day and ever since you’ve felt different. the days seemed longer and more boring without yunjin to light them up, but you still made it through just barely.

one night though, you woke up to a loud ringing. cursing at yourself for forgetting to put your phone on silent, you picked up your phone and answered not checking the contact before.

“hello?” you say, yawning.

“y/n?” yunjin says her voice woke you right up, the shock making you sit up.

“yunjin?” you say, confused.

“why are you calling me this late?”

“i need to tell you something, can you meet me at our spot soon? it can’t wait i’m sorry.”

“i’ll be there.” is all you say before hanging up, quickly making an effort to get ready.

you weren’t sure why you agreed, considering yunjin hadn’t even taken the time out of her day to speak to you until now. but you’re soon reminded of your love for the girl, the thought making you sigh.

finally, you finish getting ready, leaving your house and making your way down your street heading for the lake you and yunjin would always visit.

the two of you could spent hours there just talking, the memories flooding in as you thought about the place.

pushing them back, you stopped at the front of the lake once you saw yunjin. you could recognize her face from a mile away, her bright red hair always making you laugh remembering the night she dyed it.

“y/n does it look bad?” she asks, looking horrified at you over the phone.

“no yunjin it looks good.” you say, barely containing your laughter.

“why are you laughing then?!”

“you’re so cute.”

yeah, you hated how good your memory was.

yunjin must’ve heard your footsteps, the girl turning around to meet your eyes waving to you timidly.

you walked over to her, taking a seat next to her. the tension was evident between you two, considering this was the first time you were around each other in weeks.

"where have you been?” you ask quietly.

“dealing with some things but—“ she replies.

“why didn’t you tell me?” you say, the anger you felt previously coming back.

“there’s more to it y/n.” yunjin sighs.

“yunjin i’ve told you everything, i’m sure that i won’t be mad if you just communicate with me.” you say, your hand reaching out for hers as she interlocks them.

“are you sure?” yunjin says quietly, making you more nervous.

“i’m sure.”

“y/n i love you, i’ve loved you since forever now and i want to be yours.” yunjin says, holding your hand tightly now.

your eyes light up, “why didn’t you just tell me? i’m in love with you too, i thought it was obvious.”

“that’s not exactly the issue though i just—“ yunjin pauses, thinking about her word choice carefully.

“we can’t be together.” she says finally, making you drop her hand.

“huh?”

“we can’t be together y/n, and it’s not right for me to keep this from you anymore.”

“what the hell are you talking about?”

yunjin flinched at your tone, moving away from you a bit in order to give you space. she bit her tongue, thinking of ways to explain this situation.

the truth is yunjin was here to help y/n find love, not have her fall in love with her and yunjin reciprocate the feeling. yunjin was never truly meant to become this close to y/n, and for weeks now her ‘boss’ had been sending her angry messages.

she had been gone too long from her post, other people needing her help were waiting for cupid to come into their lives and assist them. but the tale was slowly disappearing, as yunjin was gone.

yunjin was set to go home the next morning, so she had to explain this quickly. she didn’t know why she didn’t just spend her last days with y/n, and she knew how much regret she would be feeling as she left. she chose to ignore that for now, refocusing on you.

the silence was very long on your end, but it broke as you saw yunjin look at you again. her eyes boring into yours, yunjin not noticing how furious you looked.

“we were never meant to fall in love, i was supposed to help you find love.” yunjin says, leaving you confused.

“what do you mean? yunjin you sound so stupid right now—“ you say, thinking she was messing with you.

“i’m serious y/n,” she deadpans, “we aren’t allowed to date.” she says firmly.

“who isn’t allowing you?” you ask.

yunjin didn’t think this through at first, realizing the concept of cupid was just a myth in your eyes only making it harder for you to take her seriously.

“my dad,” yunjin lies not wanting to drag this out, “he isn’t fond of me being in a relationship right now.”

you look at her with sympathy, apologizing soon after.

“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have been so rude—“ you rant on, yunjin cutting you off.

“it’s fine y/n, but there’s another thing. i leave tomorrow morning.” yunjin says.

“to where?” you ask, wondering so many different things.

why the hell was yunjin dropping all of this on you now? you could’ve spent her last week together, but instead she decided to ghost you. in short, you were frustrated with her immensely. you didn’t like how she had you wrapped around her finger, and you should’ve never accepted her invite to the lake.

“i’m just moving, my parents wanna move up north.” yunjin says, looking down.

it was obvious she was lying, but you chose to ignore it. at least she was saying something to you now, instead of leaving you on read for days on end not even bothering to respond ever.

“mhm.” was all you could say, not really sure what else to.

“yunjin, are you gonna tell me why you’re really leaving?” you ask, noticing how fast she tenses up.

she definitely thought she had you, the thought making you roll your eyes.

“i can’t, you wouldn’t understand-“

“just tell me, it doesn’t matter if i do or not i want to know the truth.” you say firmly.

yunjin sighs taking a long pause, “y/n, we can’t date because i’m not supposed to be yours.”

“we weren’t even supposed to meet, but i felt differently about you when i first saw you.” yunjin says.

“when i was crying at concert..?” you ask, trying to lighten the mood a bit. you smile when you see yunjin laugh a bit.

“yeah..” yunjin says, reminiscing.

“i’ll never forget that night.”

“i promise you if it was up to me i would take every chance i could to be yours, i’d love you until the end of time.” yunjin starts, “but unfortunately it couldn’t be that way, and i have to leave soon to help others.”

“i’m cupid.” she finishes.

“cupid?”

“yes, i was meant to pair you up with someone at that concert.” yunjin says, quietly.

“yunjin, and you never thought to tell me this at least a week before you have to go back?” you ask.

yunjin takes a deep breath before replying, the tension in her muscles leaving her feeling uneasy.

“i just didn’t think you would love me back, i thought i could just leave and forget about my feelings but i didn’t realize until recently that you felt the same.” yunjin says.

“yunjin, you make it so hard to not love you.” you say, holding her face in your hands now.

“i’m so sorry y/n. i’m so sorry that we never get to be with each other.” yunjin says, looking straight into your eyes.

“it’s not your fault jin, i forgive you.”

“can i hold you before you go?”

“please.”

the two of you spent a while at that lake in silence, as you fell asleep with yunjin in your arms. secretly you wished that she would be there when you woke up, knowing well she wouldn’t.

you felt empty when you woke up, yunjin’s presence not being there. you stared out at the rising sun, before you notice a little note in front of you.

‘i’ll always love you.’ it read, with no signature. but you knew who wrote it, not even needing to think twice.

you’ll always think about huh yunjin, no matter how much time passes. she just meant that much to you, a girl you met a concert during your worst. you’ll miss her for decades, moving on never working.

wishing you weren’t stuck on someone you couldn’t have, someone you wouldn’t even be able to see ever again.

you missed her so bad, and it hurt so bad knowing you were never going be with her.

[shayyprasad]

weighing scale

tw: eating disorder (purging, not eating), bodyshaming, ed shaming

btw, if it's requested, i can turn drabbles into full oneshots!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you guys are beautiful the way you are, and nothing anybody ever says or does will ever change that. remember that gaining weight is totally normal, and you can always lose weight, too, but please, do it in a healthy way. if you ever need anyone to talk to, and this isn't just for eds, i'm here, and you can reach out. if not, there are people who care about you and love you.

you're amazing you beautiful mfs

(also i'm sorry if this might not be correct for you, everyone has different experiences with eds)

(also, also, i did 1st person ... and this is just the way i thought when i was going thru this so i kinda made it relate w/ me??)

100.

98.

96.

she watched as the numbers went down, satisfied despite the fact that it was only one pound less yesterday.

90.

88.

even if it meant that she'd always be cold, or that her hair would fall out. it was a small price to pay to be beautiful. to be skinny. to be like all the other girls that peter liked.

y/n kept telling herself that. and it was enough to keep her going.

{four weeks prior}

(first person)

they had little packets for us to take home, like forms. something along the lines of "annual health check-up." the form was just... well, it wasn't a form, really, but more of an opt-out. the paper said they'd just check weight, height, and some other things, like make sure you didn't have scoliosis.

honestly?

i was just happy to be missing a good chunk of math.

everyone got called down to the gym by period, and mine was 5th period, right before lunch.

our class was waiting for them to call us down, so mr. callen just let us do whatever until then. i glanced over to see liz, kayla, and chloe in the corner of the classroom, giggling and pointing towards some of the boys, and eventually, mr. callen.

he was one of the youngest members on faculty, fresh out of college. and i'll admit, he's not bad looking. in fact, he's hotter than most of the guys. and if it wasn't peter that had my heart, maybe i'd think about someone else.

not that the whole peter thing was going great anyways, he seemed interested in liz. so maybe that was my hint to move on. but i don't know. i've just liked him forever, it'd feel wrong to stop now.

i'm just really loyal, i guess.

or maybe this is some weird first love/crush thing, because no matter what, i keep finding myself coming back to him.

it took me second to realize that i'd been staring at the same spot for a while now, so i probably looked funny. i re-adjusted my position and looked at the clock, noting there there was just a few minutes until we'd have to go down.

i looked by at the girls, then at the teacher. did they not realize that he had an engagement ring on? or where they just dense?

because honestly, i'm having a hard time figuring out which one it is.

liz pushed chloe over to the desk, giggling like a manic.

chloe bit her lip, trying to hold in laughter. "hiiii, cal. you know, like, cupid's day is coming?"

me, personally, i didn't really believe in the whole dumb blonde thing, but chloe was changing my aspect on this.

cupid's day was on valentine's day, and you could pay a dollar to have a rose delivered to someone. normally, the freshmen girls did most of the planning. freshmen girls were annoying. they were always together, and i didn't remember a time i'd seen one alone.

i didn't get any on my first year here. last year i got three. but it didn't really count, because mj got me one and betty did. i was hoping that i'd figure out who the third person was, but three weeks into that investigation, i kinda gave up. if they hadn't revealed themselves to me at that point, i'd figured that they probably wouldn't.

maybe junior year will go better.

if you were popular popular, you got at least seven, so it was kind of embarrasing to only get one. and it was probably even more embarrasing to only have, like, one friend. which was betty. but she hadn't hung around me that often since she started dating ned.

mj was an observer, and i knew that much. it was probably the only reason she got me a rose, because she felt bad. but then again, anyone could see how pathetic it was.

peter and i used to be pretty close, but then he met ned, so the attention he gave me got halved.

i would have tried to be friends with ned, because i know he's really nice, but i stressed out too much about it for some reason and gave up. social anxiety, perhaps? it didn't matter, it was too late to do anything about it now.

after that, peter started hanging around liz and some of the other popular kids, and entirely forgot about me.

did forget about ned, though. maybe beacuse i was a girl, and so peter got called "gay" a lot for that. i didn't have much of a chance compared to liz, so i just admired him from afar. it's not that we didn't talk, because we did sometimes, but... actually, i don't know what.

if peter wanted to, he would have.

and it's fairly obvious, but i'm delusional and chose to ignore that.

the intercom snapped me out of whatever zoning out i'd gone back to, "block d, block d. i-is this on? oh, it is? i- yes, block d down to the gym."

everyone got up and pushed their way out the door, i didn't have that type of energy, so i just waited for everyone to get their butts outta the way and then went myself. i followed them down to the hall, staying behind a little. when i finally got over there, i ended up last, right behind chloe, kayla, then liz.

for the most part, it only took a minute or two for each person, so the line didn't take that long.

well, i suppose that's subjective.

it took 15 minutes, but whatever.

when liz was inside, she didn't take care to close the door all the way, leaving it a couple inches open. that's on her.

that's on her for being irresponsible, so it's not really my fault if i accidently hear. i leaned in a little, suddenly very interested in the wall, with all it's cracks... and... paint, and...

"and step on the scale, please... that is," she paused, and you could hear scribbling of a pen.

"121.3 pounds. perfectly healthy. that's actually the average weight for girls your age," another pause, "make sure to give this form to your parents. have a nice day."

liz said something in return and i stepped back, done admiring the wall. "next!" the lady called in.

i stepped inside the room, and it smelt strongly of hand-sanitizer. "okay, honey, step up against the wall... height is... alrightly. now the scale, please."

i did as she asked, keeping my eyes trained on the numbers.

149.7 pounds. basically 150. that was more than liz's, right?

"149, okay, you're good to go-"

"is that around average weight?" i asked, and it was impulsive, i didn't even think.

"well, it's somewhere around that. you're perfectly healthy."

the intercom came on again, signaling my time was over, and the lady thought the same thing, because she ushered me out.

as i walked back to the classroom, i couldn't help but think;

149? no, 150? around average? so basically, i was above average. 30 pounds heavier than liz? no wonder peter likes liz better.

god, that's disgusting. i'm disgusting.

i trudged back to class, unable to stop thinking about it. and suddenly, an idea popped into my mind; why not lose weight? if i lost a little, maybe peter would care about me again.

that's genius. god, i'm a genius.

yeah. i lose a little weight.

when i got back, he'd already started the lesson, not that i cared. i spent the rest of that class figuring out the kinks, like how many calories i'm allowed to eat per day.

i settled on 800.

it seemed like a decent number if i wanted to actually make an impact with weight loss.

stupid kale smoothies weren't gonna get me anywhere, nor idiotic influencer workout routines.

before i knew it, the bell rung and kids were hustling through the hallways. i was kind of on autopilot as i walked to lunch, not really watching where i was going. i'd by mistake shouldered some people, and they gave me dirty looks. i shot them right back.

i couldn't help but silently, in my mind, judge everyone's body that i saw. and not just their body, but other physical features, too. it was automatic, i didn't even mean to. but i couldn't help it.

she's really fat. the gym exists for a reason.

how is she so skinny? i know she's anorexic.

and it just went on and on.

i didn't know what was going on. why this mattered to me all of a sudden.

it was like i didn't notice these things before, i wasn't looking for them, but now that i knew they were there, i couldn't help it.

i couldn't help a lot of things.

when i walked into the lunchroom, i saw peter sitting by himself, writing on some piece of paper, and if i knew him, he wasn't doing the homework due tomorrow.

he was doing yesterday's.

it didn't seem like i'd be bothering him if i went to go talk to him, so that's what i did. i figured since we hadn't talked in while, it would be great to now.

and it'd be a great distraction, too.

i sat down across from him, "hi, peter."

he looked up slowly, a smile rising on his face. "uh, hey, y/n/n," peter paused, "what, um, what did you need?"

"huh? oh, i didn't need anything. just thought i'd come by and annoy the hell out of you."

"just like old times," peter snorted.

"math homework?"

"yep. i have math-"

"-next period," i realized my mistake after i made it. "um, 'cause i see you when i'm walking to class."

in repsonse, he nodded like he was considering it.

i didn't notice i was hungry until my stomach growled, but something inside of me made the thought of getting food and eating it repulsive. i hesitated before grabbing on of peter's fries and popping it in my mouth. he didn't say anything, or really even care, and i didn't know if i liked that or not.

"okay. you have chem next, yeah?"

i blushed at the fact he knew.

"uh, yep," i snagged some more fries, feeling myself loosen up.

and then i realized, that's what this was; i was just in need of some time with actual people who weren't my parents.

i liked this. i liked talking to peter. it was easy. this was easy.

we laughed about some other things, like flash's new donkey haircut.

and i stole more fries. ned, betty, and mj (who normally sat two seats away) came over. the topic of cupid's day came up.

"how many do you think you'll get?" betty asked.

i looked up, "roses?"

"uh-huh."

ned spoke up, "you won't need to worry, bet, i'll get you a whole bouquet." he looked proud of himself.

"i'm not worried," she giggled, like the lovesick fool she was. it was gross. and yes i admit, it was slightly because i was jealous, but whatever. betty didn't have to act so idiotic and desperate.

betty's skinny, too.

"what about you, y/n?" peter said, locking eyes with me.

"i dunno. i never really get any."

something changed in peter's expression, but as soon as it was there, it was gone.

i took another fry. they were really good, for some reason.

"fattie," peter laughed, pulling his lunch tray back, "and then you complain about not getting roses!"

that caused a round of laughs in the small group, but my heart dropped to my feet.

i was right. i was overweight. even peter noticed.

freaking peter noticed.

god, i was ugly and fat, and even peter saw that.

of course he liked liz. he'd be crazy not to. she was curvy and skinny and petite and pretty and skinny.

she was skinny.

i didn't have her hourglass figure.

never did i ever want out of my own skin more.

"y/n?" pete frowned. "i-i'm sorry, it was a joke, i didn't-"

"no, no, not that. i, uh, i... forgot i was supposed to meet with a teacher. sorry. i have to go."

i didn't go to any teachers.

i did go to the bathroom.

and i hid in the handicapped stall. i didn't cry, or sob, or weep or whatever it was stupid girls did in hallmark movies or stuff.

i stood in front of the mirror and picked out everything i hated, making a mental list in my head.

i didn't finish that list, not even after 30 minutes when the bell rung.

-

the rest of the day flew by rather quickly, it seemed. i felt like i was trapped in a warm haze, but not the fuzzy, happy warmth. i didn't like the way i was thinking. it's like i wanted my brain to turn off, these intruding, ugly thoughts were taking up too much room.

i felt icky.

when i got home, i didn't have my normal after-school snack like i usually did. i went straight upstairs and did homework.

i finished two essays (one that wasn't due until two weeks, and one that was due two days from now), my math homework and studied for my math test, started my science project, and did my french flashcards (and studied them a bit).

i must have been locked in my room for hours, because by the time i got up, it was dark outside.

i wasn't a studious person, and the only reason i did any of this was to forget for a little while. to snap out of it. and for a while, it worked.

"y/n, honey!" my mom screamed from downstairs, and as i glanced at the clock, i realized it was time to have dinner.

but i wasn't hungry.

well, i was.

let me rephrase that; i didn't want to eat.

however, i didn't want my mother yelling at me, so i went down anyways. not that i was planning to eat.

"mom?"

"oh, hey. i already set the table, you seemed like you were working hard and i didn't wanna bother you. dad's working late. go sit down-"

"not hungry."

she frowned. "well, you have to eat something."

"but i'm not hungry," i said, hating how sharply it came out.

my mom gave me warning look. "look, i've had a long day, so don't start with me."

"mommmm," i whined.

"sit."

so i did. i felt bad about bothering her.

i ate. small, tentative bites, forcing it all down. we didn't talk.

silently, i put my dish in the sink, before heading upstairs. the food sat at the bottom of my stomach, like a pile of heavy rocks. i wanted them out.

so i turned on the shower and locked the bathroom door, kneeling in front of the toilet. i pressed my fingers to the back of my throat and kept them there for a second. at first, all i got was bile.

but then i threw up.

-

peter and i started talking more again. i think he got in a fight with liz.

i asked him if they were dating, and he said no.

i think he started hanging out with me again because i got skinny. i know for a fact that i'm skinnier than liz. i weigh less then her now.

the numbers told me that.

but i didn't listen.

i didn't stop, and how could i? when i'd gotten this far?

-

we got in a fight. not the yelling kind, though. well, kind of. i yelled a bit.

i thought he was complimenting me. he said i looked skinny, so i thanked him.

"no... i-" he paused, trying to get his thoughts together, "you look skinny, yes, but not in a good way."

"what? what do you mean? like, there's only a good way," i laughed, slightly nervous.

peter ingnored that. "have you been eating enough, angel?" his voice was soft, but there was worry in it. why was he worried? this is the best i've ever been.

"do you ask liz that, too?"

"i- what?"

"liz is skinny. you don't ask her that."

"that- that is different. y-you haven't been eating, have you? is-"

"god, parker! stop! it's none of your business!" maybe if i hadn't been so flustered, i'd have come up with a better comeback.

-

i was hunched over the toilet, but nothing was coming out. everything hurt.

my head. my stomach.

my throat was scratchy and raw.

i didn't hear the knocking on the door.

i don't really remember peter coming in. i thought i locked it. what was he doing at my house? i couldn't remember.

i wanted to sleep.

i think i was crying. i don't know. i only vaguely remember the hot tears.

i slightly remember him pulling me away from the toilet and into his arms. there were lots of holes in my memory for that day.

he stayed with me, though. one thing i'm sure about is that peter never left my side. i can recall bright lights. tubes. i was laying on something. white walls. white sheets.

what was engraved into my head was peter whispering "i love you" over and over again. in the bathroom. in the car. was it a car? as they hooked me up to cables.

all that mattered, though, was that i was skinny now. just the thought made me feel light and airy.

to think that all it took was a little motivation and a weighing scale.

[fooled-around-and-fell]

I love your pedro fics sm! I was thinking with all the videos we’re getting of pedro dancing you could do a cute one of him and the reader goofing off and dancing together?

a/n: yes I can! and I am so sorry for taking so long :")

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x reader

warning: none

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I'm feeling lonely

Oh, I wish I'd find a lover that could hold me

Now, I'm crying in my room

So skeptical of love

But still, I want it more, more, mooo-

"Hey!"

You greeted Pedro good morning as he paused the music.

"Can we not with the song, please?"

"But it's catchy."

"You've been listening to this one for days."

"Your point?"

Pedro rolled his eyes and kissed your cheek. "What are we having for breakfast?"

"Just some eggs, and avocado toast." You said.

"Sounds delicious. I'll make coffee."

As Pedro went to your side to make coffee, you unconsciously hummed the song Cupid again.

"Amor."

"I'm sorry! It's an ear worm." You laughed.

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Sunday is a lazy day, a chore day, and a relaxing day. Laundry was done and folded neatly, the roomba is doing its job, the house is reset and clean, and you're now repotting your plants while watching your partner set up a cabinet he just got.

"Need help? I'm about to finish."

"As much as I love you, amor, I get scared when you hold a screwdriver." He commented, "Scarier than Chucky."

You laughed and threw him a pillow. "Ass."

Your feet moved to the beat of Cupid, and you had to stop yourself from humming because you know Pedro would get annoyed. Though it's kind of funny, you think you'd tortured him enough for a few days.

"Alright, I'm gonna go shower." Pedro sighed, giving up on the piece of furniture. "I'll continue later tonight."

Chuckling, "Okay, just please don't leave it there until tomorrow, your nephews are coming over and I don't want them to trip."

"Right." He nodded, "Care to join me?"

"I'll be with you in a bit."

You ended up not joining him in the shower, because you had more plants that needed repotting than you thought. Though you didn't mind, cause you got quite the view when you did see him.

Pedro was leaning over the sink, his back to you, only a towel around his waist.... and he was humming a song -- swaying, to the song too. What song?

"Da da da lonely, da da da da da da hold me," He kept humming silently.

You were trying to hold your laughter so he wouldn't catch you, and you took your phone out to record him. He was even doing the dance from TikTok!

When part of the dance forced him to turn around, he saw you and was immediately embarrassed. He had a sheepish smile on his face, and tried to hide his body.

"Aw, come on babe, this would totally sell in OnlyFans." You teased.

"This is blackmail." He said. "Please delete it?"

"Not a chance."

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a/n: okay, slightly different than the request because they didn't dance together, but I kinda like it like this

[wonwussy]

Route 14

pairing; seungkwan x reader

genre; fluff

notes/warnings; teeth achingly sweet and fluffy. maybe slight angst of that mutual pining, but not true angst. um... nothing too crazy though. unless you don't like road trips. then you probably shouldn't read. this is part of the cupid for you collab with svthub. this is for my valentine, @seokgyuu! mitchie, i'm sorry i didn't leave many messages... i was afraid i was going to give something away! i hope you enjoy reading this as much i enjoyed writing it. i hope you don't need to see a dentist for cavities after all the sucrose shoved into this tiny package. <3 i hope you have a wonderful valentine's day!

word count; 2178

You glance at Seungkwan out of the corner of your eyes, struggling to hold back a smile as he sings along to the radio at full volume. You always love listening to him sing, and how it never fails that the sound of his voice brings a smile to your face. It was one of the many things that you love about him.

And he had no clue.

Of course, why would he? You never shared how you feel about him, too scared it would ruin your friendship. You had been best friends for as long as you can remember, which was a middle school drama class that had caused you to shrink back and him to flourish. He was vibrant and funny and all the things you thought you weren’t then. He realized you were laughing at his antics, and he was drawn to you. He hadn’t left your side ever since, and you had been grateful every day.

There were times where he needed you, just as much as you needed him. This is one of those times. A short road trip. Seungkwan never liked driving alone, especially on long distances, and you always ended up in the passenger seat when he decided to get some space and air from the city. Today is no different.

“Did you know today was Valentine’s Day?” he asks suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts of days gone by.

“Hm? Is it?” You pause as you check the date on your phone, scrunching your nose when you realize he is right. “I forgot. Then again, I think my brain is still stuck in January, the month that lasted five years,” you joke with a laugh, leaning your head back against the seat.

Seungkwan scoffs and shakes his head, readjusting his hands on the steering wheel. “It didn’t last five years. You’re just being dramatic.”

You stick your tongue out at him, before letting out a laugh. “And if I wasn’t, I don’t think you’d like me as much.”

He mutters something under his breath, though you can’t quite make out the words. He clears his throat and chances a quick glance at you. Even though he couldn’t look too long, eyes have to be kept on the road, it’s enough for him to appreciate how pretty you look. The sun shining on your skin, hair styled perfectly messy (even if that wasn’t your aim when you were getting ready), eyes fixed on your phone. Just… perfect. Comfortable. Beautiful.

“Where are we going anyway? You didn’t say,” you ask after a moment, not looking up from your phone in your hands.

He shrugs one shoulder and taps the steering wheel with his thumb lightly. “I don’t know. Didn’t have a plan on the destination. Maybe I’ll just drive until I decide to stop, turn around, and go back home,” he replies. It’s only a half lie. He knows where he’s going to stop, but he’ll turn around there and go back home. “Did you have anywhere specific you wanted to go?”

You shake your head and peer out the window, watching the scenery fly by. You aren’t sure where you are, nothing seems familiar, but you trust Seungkwan to not get too lost. And if he did, you have apps to get you back. “No. Wherever is fine.” Just as long as you are with him.

He nods once and reaches over to turn the radio back up as you settle back in the seat, your attention turning back to your phone. Your thoughts drift back to Seungkwan, and your friendship, and you have to fight the urge to sigh over the whole situation. How you fell for your best friend, and now you are struggling with whether or not to tell him. Did you want to take that chance and possibly ruin your friendship?

Sure, there had been flirting between you two over the years, but nothing ever serious and always innocent. The feelings crept in slowly at first, then hit you all at once. You know what it feels like to hold his hand, but to know how it REALLY feels to hold it was another story. You want to know. You want his touch to stir the butterflies, to make you giddy, to make you feel like that middle schooler who was laughing at those silly little jokes the classmate was making. You wonder what it’s like to kiss him, to have him hold you at night, to feel him touching you everywhere with those pretty hands of his.

You inhale sharply at the thought, and you can feel the heat creep into your cheeks. You reach for the bottle of water in the cup holder and take a long swig, hoping it will help you cool down back to normal.

Seungkwan furrows his brow and glances at you as you grab the water, and he can tell there’s a shift in the air in the car. “Are you okay?” he asks. Why did it feel more charged between you two? Could you sense how he felt about you? What was on his mind?

You nod a little too quickly, recapping the bottle and letting it settle between your legs. “Yeah. I’m fine. Great. Never better,” you answer, knowing you sound unconvincing. You clear your throat and shift in your seat a little, turning your head to look outside. ‘Change the subject, change the subject, change the subject,’ you tell yourself silently. You need to get your mind into different thoughts, before you get too weird. Then he’ll know for sure something is up. Lucky for you, Seungkwan speaks up before you can say anything.

“Hey, there’s like a roadside lookout up here. Let’s stop,” he says as he checks his blindspots. Of course he knew it was coming up. He scouted this route a couple days ago, and had Hoshi and Chan go with him to make sure it was a good spot. He, of course, didn’t tell them what it was all about. They wouldn’t have been able to keep it a secret from anyone, and he needed it kept a secret. If everyone knew, if you knew, he’d chicken out and claim it was false.

He switches lanes to pull off at the exit, letting the music fill the space between you. You sit up a little as you set the water bottle aside, your eyes fixed out of the window as the car takes a beat up road through some trees. “Um, are you sure we aren’t heading straight into a Hills Have Eyes situation?” you question as he swerves around a large branch in the road. It certainly didn’t seem like it was a path anyone ever took. At least not often.

“I mean, the sign said it was this way, so it’s gotta be this way,” he assures you. He knows for sure, since he had been already, but you couldn’t know that. “You trust me, right?”

You lick your lips as you look over at him, studying his profile. It is an innocent enough question, but for you, in that moment, it holds so much. “With my life,” you reply softly, a small smile pulling at the corners of your mouth. Your smile only grows when he smiles at your words, shifting your gaze out the windshield.

“Good.”

It isn’t too much longer before the car reaches the end of the path, which opens to a large leaf and dirt covered patch. It must be where people park so they can walk to the lookout. The spots are all empty, so it seems like you two are the only visitors right now. Which makes sense, given the road out there was debris covered and uneven. Must not be a popular spot.

Seungkwan parks the car up by a run down wooden post, marked by animals and automotive paint scrapes from those who didn’t stop in time. He doesn’t say anything as he turns the car off and climbs out, stretching his arms above his head. He reaches back in for his sweatshirt, motioning for you to join him. “Grab your sweater. It’s a little chilly because of the shade,” he informs you, before shutting the door.

You nod as you follow his advice, before exiting the car as well. You follow suit and stretch your limbs out, glancing at him as you pull your sweater on. “It’s quiet out here. Peaceful,” you comment as you meet him up at the beginning of the path.

He smiles as he looks around, shoving his hands into his sweatshirt pockets. “It is. I like it. Seems like a good spot to just… get away. Clear your mind, y’know?”

“Definitely.”

You two fall silent as you make your way down the dirt path, and you can’t help but scan your surroundings. Tall trees, moss covered logs, squirrels watching you warily from their perches. It is almost straight from a storybook, though usually in those stories there is some big bad wolf waiting to ruin everything. You just hope a big bad wolf doesn’t ruin things for you.

The path isn’t very long, and when you reach the end, you’re greeted with a spectacular view of the landscape. The green rolling hills covered in shadows from the clouds drifting by, a lake brilliantly reflecting the sun off in the distance, the blacktop of the road winding off into the horizon. You let out a breath of amazement and smile, just taking it all in. It is gorgeous, peaceful, and you want to make it yours and yours alone. Well, yours and Seungkwan’s.

Seungkwan has already seen the view, appreciated it, so his eyes are on you. Taking in your smile, the wonder in your eyes, how your chest rises and falls as you breathe in the clean air. To him, you’re more beautiful than the clouds, the hills, the trees. To him, you’re perfect. He licks his lips as he digs his toe into the ground, silently urging himself to say something. Before the moment is gone. Before he loses his chance, possibly forever. “I really like you,” he blurts out, his brows furrowing as you speak at the same time.

You blink as his words sort themselves out in your head, your heart nearly stopping. You know what you said, what you couldn’t stop yourself from saying, but did he really say the same thing? And did you both confess your feelings to each other at the same time? Suddenly, laughter spills from your lips, and Seungkwan can’t help but join in when he realizes what’s happened. “Are you serious?” you ask through your laughter, turning to face him.

He can’t help but laugh even more at your question and nods. It’s not how he pictured this going, he’d never in a million years think you felt the same way, but it was perfect. It was you and him, and it honestly made sense that it happened like this. His laughter finally subsides and he nods again, studying you carefully. “Yeah, I’m serious. I’ve liked you for a long time, and things weren’t making complete sense until recently. I was so scared to tell you, because I didn’t want to ruin anything or make things awkward. That’s why I planned this whole thing,” he confesses with a sheepish smile.

You let out another bark of laughter and shake your head at the ridiculousness of it all. “You idiot! You knew this was here the whole time? The view? You had this trip planned here to do this?” You let yourself fall against him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hug him, while he catches you and holds you close to him. “You idiot,” you repeat much softer. “I’ve had feelings for you for a while too. I didn’t want you to find out, because I thought you’d be weirded out.”

You can feel his breath against your neck as he scoffs, and you pull back a little to look at him. “I thought you were going to figure out this whole thing earlier. I asked about the day, asked to take a drive… I thought you caught on when I pulled off the road,” he tells you with a grin.

You shake your head and lean up to press your lips to his in a soft kiss. And there they were. The butterflies. The giddiness. The pure joy. It was a quick kiss, lingering just long enough for you two to revel in the first kiss bliss. “No, I didn’t. I thought you knew what I was thinking earlier,” you shoot back breathlessly.

He lifts his head and quirks an eyebrow as he looks down at you. “When you grabbed the water? What were you thinking?”

“Nothing. I’ll tell you later,” you reply quickly, before kissing him again. “So, where are you taking me for Valentine’s Day?”

He scoffs again and rolls his eyes, gesturing to the landscape in front of you. “Isn’t this enough?” he replies, your laugh echoing against the hills.

[astrxq]

can you write more mindy meeks martin fluff please!! i loved ur playing cupid fluff, and i was just wondering if you could do a part two, or maybe just another story with mindy fluff! :)

lost and found

mindy meeks x fem!reader

words: 1.2k

Chad had always been the romantic one; he had a deep love for romantic comedies. When they were younger, on movie nights, he would be the first to suggest watching a tooth-rotting romance. But Mindy... Mindy was different. She hated romance movies, always finding them unrealistic. Maybe because, deep down, she knew she related to them. Her first love was when she was 16, an unrequited and painful memory for her.

She wouldn't admit it to Chad if he asked, because why would he ask? They hadn't seen each other since they were 18, and it's not like they were particularly close friends. But now, at 19, your username was always at the top of Mindy's recent searches. Sometimes she couldn't stop herself from checking on you, seeing what was going on in your life.

Mindy's curiosity about your life was a guilty pleasure she indulged in secretly. She often found herself scrolling through your social media profiles, trying to piece together the fragments of your life since you were both teenagers. The irony wasn't lost on her — disliking romance yet finding herself drawn to the romance of your experiences, even from a distance. It was her little secret, a habit she kept hidden from all her friends, because it had been years since you unintentionally broke her heart.

So, when Chad initiated the topic of first loves because of his roommate going through a breakup, she felt the need to zone out, not to listen, because she related to what her brother was saying. "You can never really forget your first love, Ethan, but you'll move on, you'll be fine," he reassured. The curly-haired boy nodded along, his eyes distant as he stared down at his hands, lost in his own thoughts. Mindy's heart raced, and she tried her best to feign interest in the conversation, all the while wondering if Chad would ever bring up her own first crush again. After all, the past had a funny way of resurfacing at the most unexpected moments.

She felt Tara elbow her arm slightly, urging her to say something to the sad boy sitting across from her with Chad's arm draped over his shoulders in comfort. Mindy shrugged, not knowing how to contribute to the situation. She'd never really liked Ethan, always thinking there was something off about him.

"Say something," Tara whispered, eyeing Ethan as he rubbed his eye with the back of his hand, wiping away the single tear that had fallen. Mindy sighed, "I know things might seem tough right now, but Chad's right. You'll be fine, and you'll move on."

Lies.

She was lying to him, and he could tell. He looked at her as if he knew, as if he could read her like an open book. And suddenly, Mindy felt very small under Ethan's sad gaze. "Thanks, guys," he muttered, going back to staring down at his hands sadly. Mindy couldn't help but let out a shaky breath, relating too much to the friend she disliked.

She couldn't really sleep that night; her mind was clouded by the worry of never moving on. The digital traces of your life, the posts, the photos, they all served as constant reminders of something she wished she could forget. Tara groaned in frustration as Mindy tossed around again, "Go to sleep," she mumbled. "Sorry, roomie," Mindy whispered, finally standing from her bed. "I'm going on a walk." Tara hummed, too tired to listen, and falling back asleep. Mindy slipped out of her room and into the cool night air. She walked around the quiet streets for a while, not really knowing where she was going. Eventually, she found herself standing at a park bench, staring out at the stillness of an empty park. She looked down at her phone and sighed as she sat back in defeat.

"Mindy Meeks?"

She had to be imagining it. She had to be. The second your voice hit her ears, she sat up, looking at the figure standing a few feet away. It was you. You stood there, a faint smile on your face as you gazed at her. Only a year had passed, and you still looked the same, a familiar mix of comfort and unease settling within her.

"Oh my god! It's been so long," you chirped, taking a few steps closer to where Mindy sat. She managed a nervous smile, "Yeah, it really has," she replied, her voice a tad shaky.

You eyed the empty space next to her, “What are you doing in New York?” you asked, nervously fixing the strap of the bag on your shoulder. You’d always noticed Mindy in school, but the two of you had never really crossed paths beyond that; you admired her from afar.

Mindy cleared her throat, trying to steady her voice as she replied, "I'm here for college. Just moved here a little while ago."

“Oh, that’s so nice,” you cooed and smiled at her, so warm that Mindy felt like she was melting under your gaze. “Are you studying here too?” You shook your head, “Gap year, I have no idea what to do yet. I’m working just down the street.”

Mindy nodded, her heart racing as she processed the unexpected encounter. "That's cool," she managed to say, her mind racing to keep up with the conversation as she tried not to think too much about the fact that you looked even prettier.

You glanced around the park and then back at Mindy, a hint of curiosity in your eyes. “Am I... I’m sorry, are you waiting on somebody?”

Mindy's heart skipped a beat at your question, her mind racing for an answer. "Oh, no, I was just... taking a breather," she stammered, feeling her cheeks heat up slightly.

“I’ll leave you to it then,” you made a move to step away, kind of feeling like you intruded on her alone time. “We could catch up some other time? If you want.” You raised your eyebrows in hope, silently wishing for her to say yes, to finally let yourself feel for her. “Coffee?” you asked.

Mindy nodded, “Coffee sounds nice.” You breathed out a smile in delight. “Great! How about tomorrow afternoon? There's this cozy little café I know just a few blocks from here."

Mindy nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Tomorrow sounds perfect." She realized she was smiling too, unable to suppress her genuine happiness at the thought of seeing you again. You hummed, pushing your lips together in a tight smile as you prepared for your next question.

“It’s a date?”

"Yeah, it's a date," she managed to reply, her voice tinged with a shy smile. "I'll see you tomorrow then," you said, your own smile widening as you turned to leave. Mindy watched you walk away, her face starting to hurt from smiling so hard. Tara muttered a “shut up” as Mindy closed the front door to their dorm, and she shook fully awake once Mindy pulled the blanket off of her body. “Hey!”

“I have a date.”

“Huh?” Tara rubbed her eyes, trying to get used to the dim light of the hallway that Mindy had turned on

 just seconds before. “You just ask strangers on dates at... 4 am?”

Mindy pressed her lips together, motioning for her friend to scoot over and give her room to sit on the bed; Tara obliged. “It’s with Y/N.”

“What?!” Tara grinned, “Min, that’s so good!” She made a move to jump up and down excitedly. “She’s in New York? How did this even happen?” Tara asked as many questions as possible in less than a minute, making Mindy laugh as her friend shared the same excitement as her. “Just... go back to sleep, I’ll tell you in the morning.”

“Oh my god, why did you even wake me up then?” she groaned.

A few minutes passed, and Tara dramatically sighed out loud. “I can’t sleep now, can’t you just tell me?”

"Boo fucking hoo, Tara."

The excitement mixed with a hint of anxiety had Mindy’s stomach in knots. As she walked to the café, her thoughts were a whirlwind of what-ifs and hopes. She arrived a little early, finding a cozy corner table to sit at to wait for you, and she couldn't stop smiling, shying away when she saw her friends sitting at a table a bit far, pretending not to know what she was there for.

Minutes later, the door chimed, and there you were, entering the café with that same warm smile that made Mindy lose her mind for so long. Your eyes met hers, and her heart fluttered as you made your way over to her table.

"Hey," you said softly, your smile widening as you pulled out the chair across from her and took a seat. “You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do this,” you admitted. “I thought about texting you so many times, but after… well, you know. I didn’t know if it was the right time.” Mindy felt like her chest was going to explode at your words, realizing that maybe you’d wanted her just as much as she wanted you, that maybe her heartbreak was just in her head.

“I understand,” she said. She’d gotten too many texts after the stabbings, most of them still sitting unanswered in her inbox due to her being too overwhelmed to text back at the time. “I don’t really talk to anyone from school now. Well, aside from Tara and Chad.”

"Did all of you move here together?”

“Figured we should stick together,” Mindy added, biting the inside of her lip. “So, how have you been?” you asked, your eyes locked onto hers, the genuine interest in your gaze making her heart race.

"Pretty good," Mindy replied, trying to maintain her composure despite the fluttering in her chest. "College has its ups and downs, but I'm managing."

You chuckled softly, leaning back in your chair. "Gap year isn't as glamorous as it sounds. Work has me going to bed at nine." Mindy joined in on your giggle, knowing that college had also changed her sleep schedule. “Oh, I forgot to ask! What are you majoring in?”

“Film making, but I’m not sure if I wanna dedicate my life to it yet? I have to think about it.”

“Ah, you and your films,” you sighed, giving her a smile, “I remember my friends showing me that homemade one you made with Tara in seventh grade.”

“Oh! Don’t even mention it,” she cringed. “We even sent it to some producers we found online. I wouldn’t be surprised if they burned their laptops down after watching it; it was horrible.”

You laughed, thinking back to Tara’s ketchup-covered shirt and how, even though it was supposed to be a horror movie, you could hear Mindy’s giggles from behind the old phone camera. “Everyone at school loved it,” you admitted, “and it was adorable. I've always admired your creativity.”

Mindy felt like her chest was about to explode, and from the corner of her eye, she could see Chad giving her a smile and nodding at her, pretending to know what you two were talking about. "Well, I think I've improved a bit since then," she said, laughing softly.

You leaned forward, elbows on the table and a grin plastered on your face as you listened to Mindy, trying your hardest not to stare too much. “You could show me someday?” you suggested. Mindy nodded quickly before taking a long sip of her cup in nervousness. “Definitely, yeah. I could show you now if you want?”

“What? Like… in your dorm room?” Her offer caught you off guard, and you chuckled nervously. "Uh, sure, if you're up for it. I'd love to see your work." The prospect of spending more time with her excited you, even if it was just watching a film.

Without hesitation, Mindy stood from her chair and gave you another one of her smiles, signaling for you to stand up too. She reached for your hand the second you were next to her, making both of your chests feel heavier.

You let her practically drag you to the building, her being only two steps ahead of you as she excitedly showed you the way. Still holding onto your hand, she reached for the keys. You watched as she struggled to pick them into the lock, her excitement making her hands tremble. "Here we are," she said, finally managing to unlock the door and swing it open, revealing a modestly decorated dorm room.

As you stepped inside, the familiarity of the environment made you feel oddly comfortable. Mindy's room was neat and cozy, filled with posters of movies and a scattering of books across a small desk. You glanced around, taking in the intimate details that gave you a glimpse into her life.

"Make yourself at home, mi casa es tu casa," Mindy said, still holding your hand as she gestured toward the small seating area with a couch and a couple of bean bags. She released your hand with a soft smile before walking over to her desk and rifling through a pile of DVDs.

You settled onto the couch, taking in the surroundings as your heart raced with the proximity to her. Everything was color-coded; Tara’s side of the room was more purple-ish, with lilac pillows on the bed and a lavender throw blanket, while Mindy's side leaned towards warm shades of yellow and orange. There was a picture frame on the small table next to the couch. Mindy’s grin caught your attention, and you took your chance to give into your curiosity and looked at her friends. Chad had his arm around Tara’s much smaller frame, his mouth half curved into a smile while also kissing her head.

"I hope you're not expecting a masterpiece," she chuckled, sinking into the couch.

She held three DVDs in her hands, each with a different title scribbled on it with a black marker. You scooted closer to her, giving her a small smile, “I’m sure they’re great.”

You watched as Mindy moved to dim the lights and worked the DVD into the TV. “How come you use DVDs?” you asked.

“It's a bit nostalgic, I guess," Mindy replied as she settled back onto the couch. "Plus, I have a soft spot for physical copies.”

She pressed play before moving to sit down next to you, a redhead showing up on the screen.

 “That’s Quinn; she’s one of my friends,” she said.

As the film played, you found yourself drawn into the story, occasionally stealing glances at Mindy. She seemed just as captivated by her own creation, her eyes occasionally lighting up with pride at certain scenes. Her hand itched to hold yours, moving very slowly towards you.

Your hands finally brushed against each other on the couch. Mindy's heart raced at the touch, and she glanced at you with a shy smile. You looked back at her, your fingers brushing against hers once more, and this time, neither of you pulled away.

As the film’s credits came on the screen, the room was filled with a comfortable silence. Mindy turned to you, her eyes locking onto yours, and she felt a mixture of nervousness and excitement swirling within her. "So, what did you think?" she asked, her voice soft and hopeful.

You turned to her, your gaze unwavering. "I loved it," you admitted, "you're really talented, Mindy."

Her heart soared at your words, a rush of happiness flooding her. "Thank you," she whispered, a bashful smile playing on her lips.

Her hand reached out and gently intertwined your fingers with hers, a simple touch that held so much meaning.

Your breath caught in your throat at the intimacy of the gesture. You looked into her eyes, your heart pounding as you realized the connection you longed for was reciprocated.

The room seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your own little world. You hesitated, thinking that maybe it was too early to make a move, but you took your chance and leaned in, closing the distance between you. Mindy's heart raced even faster. Your lips met in a soft, hesitant kiss, filled with the weight of years of unspoken emotions.

It was a gentle exploration, a tender acknowledgment of the feelings that had lingered beneath the surface for so long. And as you pulled away, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips, Mindy felt a warmth spreading through her chest.

“Maybe… maybe we should take things slow,” you suggested, pushing your lips together. Mindy chuckled.

“That sounds like a good idea," Mindy replied, her fingers still intertwined with yours. "I've waited this long; I can definitely be patient…”

“… We can still kiss, right? Cause I’d really like that. Like a lot.”

A laugh made its way out of you as you squeezed her hand. “Yeah, yeah.”

Mindy's heart fluttered with happiness at your words, and she leaned in for another sweet kiss, sealing your unspoken agreement to take things slow.

[yonemurishiroku]

Hiya yone! Recently my brain has been infested with bugs that want me to make a Circe Nico AU (Nico is Circe?? Kinda.) You are the glorious fanfic writer who can conjure up anything from anything, so please do your magic.

I'll try my best, however I only know like. 2 stories about Circe at best? So please don't put too much trust in me lol 😅😅

The first one is when Odysseus visits her during his return voyage to Ithaca. I forgot most of it (typical me) except that she turns his crew into animals, which Odysseus managed to convince her to undo and if I'm not mistaken, they live together for a while?? Let's just go with it.

As for this story, I think it would fit best with Jasico? Mainly bc they have that sort of enemies-to-lovers air (Jason distrusted Nico at first). Jason is best fit to be a returning hero, too. Though the Cupid debacle is like heaven and earth with mere convincing on Odysseus' part, I reckon we can work around it with enough maneuver. Why does Nico accept to turn them back? - Maybe he's feeling generous, maybe he's a petulant lonely witch who wants people to stay but never knows how to voice it, and ppl often run at the first sight of him, so he just turns them into animals to keep them by her side.

In the end, Odysseus leaves Circe. This aligns well with the fact that Jason just dropped dead shortly after he and Nico became friends. Which is a funny (and depressing thought) if you put thoughts into it. Which I can't atm lmoa.

Anw. think of it as a piece of quiet Jason has given Nico in the expanse of his loneliness. That, though he was swept away by the natural order of things at the end, Jason did try his best to alleviate Nico's pain. So I reckon there should be a little bit of affection - if not love - in there.

The second story is, well, Circe and Scylla. And the male lover whose name I forget.

This is a classic case of jealousy - so who fits it better than Percy, the canon epitome of every jealous trope in the history of fiction?

sorry that was my pettiness talking. Anywayyyyy, I suppose I don't need to talk about this... I mean it's pretty clear who is who and how the story transpires: Circe is in love with that-something-sea-god, who is in love with Scylla, so Circe turns her into a monster. The only difference between Circe and Nico in this is that he doesn't do anything to Annabeth (even refuses to hate her still. gosh).

But that wouldn't be Percico, is it? So I say just say fuck it and make Percy a sea monster or something Idk. A witch living secluded in an island with his beloved sea monster? I'm in.

Another choice would be to make Annabeth the bad one but I'm in no position to make that propose.

If you still want to keep the story, and if you're any of an unhinged person like me, just make Nico the villain. Well, Circe is the villain in this story, yeah? Embrace it - Nico as the powerful witch, whose loneliness-induced jealousy wreaks havoc on even a sea god. What's left is not love - because love is the last thing Yone needs in fanfics srsly - but an impression of terror, of how disastrous Nico's love can be.

The concepts mix well in this case btw. I remember a painting of Circe pouring a plate filled with poison into the sea. Just imagine it - a blinding blackness spreading rapidly across the lapping water with just a touch of Nico's dainty finger. The shadows overlap with the roaring waves - the black undercurrents raging all the same - and darkness swallows all those whom he call enemies. If Percy's the sea and Nico's the lightless bottom, dark, mysterious, and full of threats.

That's everything I have atm, I guess. Sorry for not being able to help much :(((

[wen-kexing-apologist]

✨2023: A Summary✨

Post your most popular and/or favourite edit/gifset/analysis for each month (it’s okay to skip months!)

tagged by @dribs-and-drabbles, thank you! this was a fun review and I was interested to see how many times my favorite post and the most popular post coincided (or didn't)

January

I wasn’t writing meta

February

Most popular: Heart’s Confrontation- the scene breakdown that started it all!

Favorite(s): Heart’s Confrontation, Moonlight Chicken Sign Language Index- I really had a lot of fun figuring out the similarities and differences in American Sign Language and Modern Thai Sign Language!

March

Most popular: Best Criers in Moonlight Chicken- it's funny, short, and sweet

Favorite(s): Moonlight Chicken is for the Queers, Isn’t it Difficult to be Born Poor?- I loved writing these so much!

April

Most popular: A plea for Akk to have unrestrained summer fun

Favorite(s): Bed Friend and Reflections Part 3; Songkran, Water, and KingUea- Not to sound egotistical or anything, but I was really proud of myself for the conclusions I came up with in both of these pieces

May

Most popular: Silence- I think this was one of the only things I wrote in May

Favorite(s): Silence- THE ACTING IS JUST SO GOOD OKAY?

June

Most popular: By/For/About Queers Part 1 and Part 2- these only have the most notes because this was originally a post from @absolutebl that I added thoughts to, so most of those notes are from them

Favorite(s): Phupa and internalized homophobia Part 1 and Part 2- it was really fun getting to unpack my past assumptions about Phupa and work through those until I came out the other side with a new blorbo.

July

Most popular:  Lack of Touch in BMF

Favorite(s): Rain, BL Boys, and Reciprocity; Trans Allegory in Cupid’s Last Wish; Body Language in La Pluie, Episode 12- I especially liked Rain and Reciprocity because I think it has really shaped how I watch shows since then because I want to see if my theory holds.

August

Most popular: Only Friends, Boston, and Queer Culture

Favorite(s): Only Friends, Boston, and Queer Culture, Pause for Reflection, Part 1: Respectable Promiscuity and Only Friends- listen, I was going to write boring, academic, cited work about sex/porn as a joke, okay? I didn't expect people to actually engage with them as excitedly as they did!

September

Most popular: A Must Read- I give all credit for the success of this post to the Teen Vogue author who wrote the article and to @waitmyturtles who sent this link to me

Favorite(s): Pause for Reflection, Part 2: Only Friends, Racism, and the Commodification of Queer Asians; Poor Boy; Who is Mew Anyway?- Honestly, I had a wonderful time writing all the essays for Only Friends

October

Most popular: Best Scene in Only Friends and Why it was Sand and Nick Kissing

Favorite(s): Let’s Talk About Sex!, Why I Like BL, Physicality of Characters- the sex essay for my 69th essay was fun, and hilariously appropriate because I had recently answered the physicality question and could use it as an example

November

Most popular: Physical Touch and Hands in Last Twilight- It made me feel so warm and fuzzy that people would notice I wasn't posting about this show and want to hear from me <3

Favorite(s): IS BROTHER ANURAK THE ONE ARMED MAN?- I will never reach a higher high than when my obsession with hands finally paid off and I figured this shit out a month in advance of Part 2, I'm a motherfucking genius

December 

Most popular: Hands Touching Hands- I love throwing in complete key smash type of analysis from time to time as a treat cause I keep forcing people to read literal long-form essays all the fucking time (sorry, not sorry)

Favorite(s): Top 5 Favorite Food Moments, Best of QL 2023: Favorite Lines, Best of QL pre-2023: Favorite Lines- I love when I can cause people emotional pain, and all of these not only stabbed me in the heart but took a couple of people down with me as far as I can tell from the tags.

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It's wild to have done this, because I haven't really been keeping an eye on my stats until now. I've made almost 400 original posts this year, and increased my notes by 25,000 annually looking at 2023 compared to 2022. I have been a lonely little tumblr goblin since 2012. I came on here to read other people's smart thoughts about things I was watching and to reblog gifs, and I never really thought building community here was possible, but here I am 11 months after making my first BL analysis post with a bunch of friends I didn't know a year ago, and about 20 more lenses through which I watch my silly little gay shows.

tagging: @bengiyo, @ranchthoughts, and @rocketturtle4

[totalspiffage]

hey ummmm i was wondering if you have ace attorney fic recs??? i remember you posting about the games and streaming em and i thought you might know some good reads! i finally played the games myself and now i just want more content for these characters so so so bad!!

SO OK I don't know what you're looking for but i got you! Here's some general recs, please mind tags and ratings! This is not exhaustive and just what i have in my bookmarks that isn't rated E (cause that's. most of what i read sorry)

Kindred by timepatches - G- wrightworth- Against his better judgement, Miles Edgeworth adopts a dog. (I LOVE THIS FIC. IT'S THERAPY DOG PESS AND WRIGHTWORTH)

Lookin' for a boyfriend (I see that) by SeaMint - T - klapollo - Five times Apollo tells Klavier about his dates, and the one time Klavier finally gets him to stop.

It isn't a big deal by its_ok_inside - T - Wrightworth - Phoenix decides that he and Edgeworth are in a good enough place in life that he can and should confess how he feels. He’s going to do it as soon as he figures out how to not make it weird.

The Parent Trick by crayoncompanion - M - Wrightworth - In which Trucy is a persistent matchmaker who wants to help Edgeworth overcome his insecurities around parenting whether he likes it or not. However despite her tenacity things do not always quite go according to plan.

treasures of the heart by elliefish - T - Franmaya/Wrightworth - Museum AU where the vK sibs help out a small museum in Kurain.

Unseaworthy by palant1r- T - Wrightworth - Selkie AU

delicate by ronsenburg - M - Klapollo- A Post-Spirit of Justice Proposal fic.

affianced by timepatches - G - Franmaya - When Franziska has to stage a fake wedding to get her visa, the bride could never have been anybody but her.

Butterfly kisses by royalmess- T - Wrightworth - Kisses over their life.

Stupid Cupid by KrisseyCrystal - G - Klapollo - Klavier accidentally gives Apollo the idea he's dating someone else. It's SO FUNNY.

Words Come Fluently by ItsyRoyal - T - Klapollo - Apollo and Klavier meet through the music industry

It Would Feel So Good To Make You Mine by hi_its_ellis, lowbatteryhealth - T - Wrightworth - the WAA has an intervention and matchmakes them.

[bp-zb1fics]

which zb1 member would be which Disney prince,, I'm curious 🎤

Not cherrie giving me the best questions to answer 💜💜💜 when it’s literally 6am and my insomnia won’t leave me alone 😭

On principle, I find Disney’s portrayal of the princes as very shallow and gender-norm enforcing (i’m sorry I feel very strongly abt this😅) we are not fans so instead I’d probably go for what Disney princess movie fits the vibe of which member when I assign them to princes. I’m also going to be rewriting that movie as I go, sorry in advance to the purists

Pls note I’ve not great at headcanons and indecisive as hell so here we go ~

Jiwoong: The Beast/Prince Adam

If this man could play a Prince in a drama, this is the kind of content I’d pay for

Just like my hogwarts headcanon, man probably invited the sorceress to dinner and asked to be turned into a beast because everyone just liked his face

And he thought he’d be better off if someone liked his personality

Yes he asks for his servants to be turned into furniture for shit and giggles but not like permanently, maybe they all go back to normal at night

reader wonders why he always insist not that they don’t go to the west wing at night. It’s not just the rose but that’s where he and the servants go to like chill and be their human selves (this is getting a little Cupid and psyche lol)

Hao: Prince Eric (The Little Mermaid)

Just the scene of him playing his violin and mer reader listening from a distance

Sometimes they sing along while Hao is playing and Hao is like woah who dat

They probably met as kids and he gave mer reader his old violin because they were curious

Definitely have it displayed in the center of their collection

Wants to be human to hear Hao play more

Hanbin: Prince Charming (Cinderella)

If this man isn’t Prince Charming, idk who is, do not argue with me

Does not have a shoe fetish

Definitely remembers reader’s face, he just wants to return their shoe bruh

And maybe ask reader out idk, not marry them right away

Just imagine dancing with Hanbin to “So this is love” and tell me u aren’t soft

Matthew: Aladdin

For the record, the genie in that lamp would probably be Keita bc he’s been training for 10,000 years (jk)

Watch me cast the whole KTL team (except Hao idk unless we want crossover)

There’s Matthew and there’s Seok Woohyun, don’t tell me he doesn’t think those are two diff people

Just…Matthew singing a Whole New World is a song cover I didn’t think I needed until now pls and thanks

Taerae: Snow White’s Prince

For all the OG Disney fans, you know that one scene where Snow White’s singing by the well and the Prince fucking jump scares her by singing back

Yes that’s Taerae, man will take the opportunity and he has a guitar

yes he will bring the guitar

Once again watch me cast all the Wake One trainees (K+ G) and Junhyeon as the seven dwarves friends who help reader out

Ricky: Prince Naveen (Princess and the Frog)

I’m sorry my eternal headcanon is spoiled Prince Ricky and reader who puts him in his place

Would probably be a bit more sus of this voodoo man turning him into a frog

It’s probably not even a villain, it’s one of the Yuehuaz who happens to know voodoo being like oh you know what would be rlly fucking funny

He gets his whole character development arc and becomes a better young and rich, tall and handsome Prince that’s totally down bad for reader

Gyuvin: Flynn Rider (Rapunzel’s Tangled)

This man steals hearts everywhere he goes (I mean he won every challenge yo)

A lot goofy like they told him during the sleepover, he’s lucky he’s got a nice face

I haven’t got that much for this one

But energy is the same

Gunwook: Captain Shang (Mulan)

He is a leader (class pres/vice pres every year anyone?)

Dude literally takes forever to realize that reader isn’t supposed to be there (literally the en garde hidden cam)

Casting the three other Jellyfish trainees as the soldiers yo

He’s slay “Be a Man” even if I dislike the title of that song, it’s hella catchy

Yujin: Prince Philip (Sleeping Beauty)

He’s a baby YALL pls

Shy, literally just watching reader do their thing in the forest like how this boi literally watched taerae the whole signal song filming (pls see zb1’s bp commentary for red)

He’s not slaying dragons just yet but he be slaying my heart with Noona saranghaeyo

Gives reader an innocent lil peck and they wake up

Maybe it isn’t true loves kiss just yet, more like boy with pure intentions bc literally that’s equally hard to find

Ok thanks for coming to my TED talk and thanks cherrie for this very lovely question. Y’all need to keep asking me more stuff like that very much please and thanks in advance 💜💜💜

[energy-boy-eric]

Just out of reach

Pairing: Cupid! Hyunjae X reader

Genre: fluff of course, a lil bit angsty, inspired by Cupid (fifty fifty) and cool with you (newjeans)

You know I'm just obsessed with cool with you and the Cupid concept so as soon as I saw this hyunjae I thought I could write something :)

Hyunjae was sure you couldn't see him, but he was also sure you could feel him. The way you were obsessed with Eros and Psyche, the story, the paintings, the statues. Everything related to Cupid and angels in general actually. You spent hours searching and documenting on the fable, you even went to Paris to admire the statue at the Louvre museum. The funny thing was, that your Cupid, Hyunjae, was always by your side. He didn't want to admit it, but yes, he was indeed interest in you, and eventually he fell in love with you over time.

He knew it wasn't right.

The two younger angels, Eric and Sunwoo, who followed him everywhere to assure he wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary Cupid-routine he needed to do. Except, he wasn't doing any of it. You were beautiful, you had countless chances of falling in love, in the elevator, under the rain, in the restaurant, even at the Louvre. At some point, you even wandered if you could ever be able to fall in love, blaming your Cupid, whoever he was. When you observed the Eros and Psyche statue, Hyunjae could see your gorgeous reflection on the window, but him. It was like he didn't even exist, which from some points of view it was also true.

He hated it. He couldn't touch you, feel you. While you admired the painted and sculpted angels, he admired you. Only you.

On the other hand, sometimes, you questioned to yourself if you even had a Cupid, having lots of doubts, since you were lonely most of the time. You felt lonely. All the couples that passed by, hugging, kissing, giving flowers and chocolate boxes on valentine's day. But you never gave up, always giving a second chance to your love life, hoping that someday you'll find your sweet half.

Little did you know, that your soulmate, was exactly by your side, everywhere you went.

Little did you know, that in two days you would find yourself in heaven, remembering a car crash, looking right at Hyunjae who waited this moment since the very first day he saw your adorable face. He would absorb all your features in, finally able to touch you, giving your wings and taking your hand in his, walking through streets and parks, matching couples together being a couple yourselves. The very first destined cupid couple.

So this is it!! I hope you liked it, it's my very first fanfic I've ever posted on Tumblr, sorry for any grammatical errors but English isn't my first language. Let me know if you have any requests <3

[cryleforhelp]

do you have any k2 fanfic recommendations??

HI ANO N Very honored u came to me for this lol i'm also going to be including fic recs my friends gave to me because i haven't been reading (ive been busy lately!) fic recs below the cut!

Mysterion Begins | K2/Kysterion | T | TW: None author: indirectkissesiniceland I'm still reading this! The chapters feel short but the pacing + story is so good. Kenny and Kyle's relationship in here is sooo ;;_;; it's so soft to me and I'm such a sucker for pining.

SUMMARY: Four years of college didn't get Kyle any closer to figuring out what he wants to do with his life, but his friend Jimmy pulls through for him with an opening in the newspaper office where he works. Newbies have never been known to get glamorous work, of course, and Kyle's first assignment proves it: a filler piece on a costumed vigilante calling himself "Mysterion." When a dangerous situation brings him face-to-face with the hero himself, however, Kyle—and the growing number of readers his articles on the friendly neighborhood superhero bring in—seeks the answer to a question that burns within him: Who is Mysterion? it's three am, i hope you're home | K2/Kysterion | T | TW: None author: JuniperTrees AGH.. SORRY I'M A SUCKER FOR KYSTERION. THIS ONE WAS VERY GOOD, I want to tell you my favorite part but I don't want to spoil it for you!! I think when you read it, you'll know which part it is (hint: it's near the end. LMFAO) SUMMARY: Kyle knows what he wants, but Mysterion keeps climbing in through his window. back to december | K2 | T | TW: None author: JuniperTrees AJGSKLKJHFG9AOJLGKHSHSJODGDKLHJSAGNBLDKFSHJSJGISLKBMSDHJSOIGKLSAGJNASKHSAJSGJSALDK TTHE Y FALL IN LOVE. AND THEY GROW OLD. AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. One of my favorite fics, I just really love seeing K2 grow up together and the way the author wrote it was phenomenal. SUMMARY: Kenny has always been involved with Kyle’s holiday celebrations in one way or another. Take Me High and I'll Sing | K2/Kysterion | E | TW: domestic violence, smut author: Courtanie sorry for being kysterion trash i didnt mean it. i actually really enjoyed this fic, i think the author did a great job on portraying kyle's character when it comes to him being concerned about kenny being mysterion (idk if that makes sense). it gave me a rollercoaster of feeLS and ugh... its... its soft. im so bad at giving opinions im sorry LMFAO SUMMARY: For far too many years Kyle has watched Kenny slipping in and out of his heroic persona, wondering each night if it would be their last together. But when it's his needs stacked against the safety of the rest of their town, finding common ground is far more difficult than either of them could have accounted for. Lionheart | K2, Creek | T | TW: None author: indirectkissesiniceland i haven't read this one, yet! though, my good friends recommended it twice AND it's by indi so i trust that this is v v v v good :) SUMMARY: For far too many years Kyle has watched Kenny slipping in and out of his heroic persona, wondering each night if it would be their last together. But when it's his needs stacked against the safety of the rest of their town, finding common ground is far more difficult than either of them could have accounted for.

Ok, Cupid It Isn't Funny Anymore | K2 | T | TW: None author: Courtanie this one is my favorite because i love the oblivious pining and k2 being the dumbest people on planet earth when it comes to each other. stan is so sick of their bullshit here KLJDSGLKSGJSDFLKJ SUMMARY: Years of sabotaging one another's dates and dancing around feelings have led Kenny and Kyle to fall into states of pitiable loneliness. Living under the same roof sure doesn't help the situation, but some vodka might. Playback | K2 | T | TW: None author: Corrupted_Quiet i love britney spears ok and kenny here loves her too. this is one of my favorite fics !! i hope you like it as much as i did too, i thought it was really cute and the way author uses music here is fun! SUMMARY: Kenny's always listened pop music, with its bumping beats, simple lyrics, and easiness at capturing the complexities of love. Sometimes he feels himself in those songs, especially when pining over Kyle Broflovski. No one else knows that part, though, secret kept between himself and his playlist of Britney songs. But one day, his music decides to stop playing quietly, and start blasting out of his head. Oh, baby, baby, how was he supposed to know?

Daywalkerpox | K2/Kysterion (Side Stendy & Creek) | E | TW: sexual content author: Zormikea THIS WAS THE FIC THAT MADE ME SHIP K2 EVEN FURTHER. I have to reread this fic because it's been a while but oh my god i could not stop reading it when i first saw it.. SUMMARY: It’s not love. It’s not affection. It must be a disease, then.

Kyle wonders if it’s curable. Kenny knows it isn’t. Peering Through Windows | K2, Cryle (Side Stendy) | E | TW: graphic depictions of violence, non-con, major character death, sexual content author: jwink85 PLEASE be super cautious going into this fic as it does include a lot of heavy topics and depictions of said warnings listed above. that being said, this was one of the first fics that i read coming back to the fandom (i found it through the animatic based off this fic LOL). personally i like it, i really enjoy the author's storytelling here and how she takes care of certain events happening in the fic. i get that this might not be everyone's cup of tea though! please note that craig here plays a heavy villain in this story and kyle is the victim of the villain in this story, so if they're one of your favorite characters and you don't want to see them this way i think it's best to avoid this one! SUMMARY: Kyle was so in love with the good doctor until he revealed himself to be a monster...by then, it was too late. Fell In Love with a Dead Boy | K2 | T | TW: None (character death but it's kenny's) author: spirograph I NEVER READ THIS ONE!! BUT MY FRIEND SAID THIS AS A RECOMMENDATION SO I'm going to put this down here for you! I hope you like it, anon! SUMMARY: In the 3rd grade Kenny dies for the first time. OKAY, I'll stop here. Let me know what you think when you read some of these, anon!!!!! if i had to suggest what to start off with first i'd suggest mysterion begins and/or daywalkerpox!!!!! two very very very good fics!!!!!!!! if i have anymore in mind, i'll reblog this with add ons!!!!!!!!!!! :DDD @herbietales and @allymumu helped me out with fic recs so if needed, you can ask them too!! <333

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ok uhmm... This is a bit akward🥲 but can you make Bobby x Picky headcanons? Plss I need more content of them😭😭😭 Im starving😭😭😭😭

ALR YALL

LEMME RISE UP FROM HELL TO RESPOND TO ALL THESE AWSOME HEADCANONS!

AFTER A FEW MORE, LIKE A FEW 4 OR SO... I.... I UH... I DON'T KNOW IF I WANT TO DO THIS ANYMORE.

TOO MANY HEADCANONS YA'LL.

I DON'T LIKE MAKING YA'LL WAIT DAYS FOR THIS IM SO SORRY

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The chef x the mfer who is putting love potions inside the food.

OKAY- I HAD TO THINK ABOUT THE SHIP NAME FOR SO LONG THAT I THINK I GOT IT. WHAT YA'LL THINK ABOUT ✨FILLING-LOVE✨ AS IN- FEELING LOVE AND FILLING WITH EATING TOO MUCH ARTFSUDHJGFASJDGFALSJDGFAISDHF.

They'd be watching any cooking show that has ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE DRAMA BUT IT WOULD BE FUNNY AS HELL HOW BAD THEY MESS UP THE FOOD TO THEM

Lovey-dovey and sucker for romance pansexual x "that's my lady right there you'll, can't get better than this you guys" lesbian and food enjoyer

Alright, hear me out on this one you guys. Bobby + chocolates + giving them to picky = INSTANT GIRLFRIEND!

Live laugh love country Picky. We all want a home girl to have an Applejack kind of accent. And as for Bobby?... HMMMM... I KINDA WANT HER TO BE FRENCH. IT WOULD MAKE SENSE, RIGHT? (pls, don't go after me in the comments I'm Hispanic-french myself.)

WE ALL KNOW. WE ALL KNOW PICKY GOTTA CARRY MISS LOVERGAL LIKE THE STRONG GIRL SHE IS. SHE GOTTA!!!!

let's all just agree that picky GOTTA snort when she laughs.

I always like to think that Picky is an in-denial hypocrite, especially when it comes to eating. She's the one in the group always scolding everyone for not eating healthy as it is, yet SHE is the one that sneaks on 3 AM in the middle of the night to each last week's cake from Kickin's party. And yet... rather coincidentally and out of pure chances, Bobby is a sucker for sweets too. So they just work each other out in helping each other with eating problems AND/OR trying to make an excuse to eat dessert before dinner.

PDA?... is that even a question with Bobby around?

THEY'RE SO GAY AND IN LOVE IT MAKES ME WANNA GO ARTUYIGFYDSJKAOIGFYUDJSAKJHUFVDBNSDBHJDIOFOAIHSOASJBCKJSDJFKKWJEF-

WAIT OML, THIS IS OUT OF CONTEXT BUT, I JUST THOUGHT OF SOMETHING. WHAT IF BOBBY LIKED GREEK MYTHOLOGY- O H... OH, SHE WOULD ABSOLUTELY ADORE EROS AND PSYCHE. GREAT ROMANCE STORY, I TELL YOU. Well, of course, it gotta be, Eros is literally in the early stages of Cupid's image.

Once again, I bestow before you one of my favourite headcanons; Bobby has separation anxiety. And BECAUSE of that she would be messaging/spamming on Picky phone about where she was, if she would come over, if she wanted HER to come over, if they wanted to hang out, etc. What was Picky doing meanwhile? The simple answer passed out on the floor after thinking it was a good idea to try to mix all fast foods known to man into a single meal.

they're both dumb but they don't know it/know it.

YOU GUYS. EVEN BOBBY WRITES FANFICS ABOUT HERSELF AND HER LOVERS. CHANGE MY MIND. YOU GUYS KNOW IT.

Picky would be so proud of pulling up Cupid herself lmao.

YOU GUYS. 👏BOBBY👏WOULD👏TOTALLY👏BOOP👏PICKY'S👏SNOUT.👏 IT GOTTA HAPPEN. EITHER A BOOP OR A KISS IT'S OUTTA HAPPEN.

I think Bobby would treat this relationship like they were in some romantic novel.

@11sugarplum11 (since you ALSO asked for it! Dw didn't forget about you!)

That's it you guys, maybe I'll be answering a few 4 or less but I'm REALLY stressed about catching up to all the commissions. I hope im not breaking anybody's hopes for all of their headcanons to be answered.

I STILL HAVE 8 MORE TO ANSWER YOU GUYS... PLEASE- I NEED TO FINISH A LOT OF STUFF.

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PLEASE. PLEASE- PLEASE DONT HATE ME YALL PLEASE-