#they're like little fancy bugs to me here<3

[fagexe]

Shot in 2007 by Kenji Kubo for Rockin’ On Japan

[waterfallofspace]

🤧😩😭💦😳📝 for chu//uya and go//jo if u would like to please 👁👁

Hello ily I am so insane about them and I am losing my mind at getting an excuse to rant about them so AHHHHH!!! thank you 💗💗 ~From This Ask Game~

Gonna make this two posts because it's... it's gonna be so long. Part One: C/huuya~

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🤧: What does their sneeze sound like? (Description, spelling, or both!)

Something little but fiesty, like him <3 Sooo, kinda vocal, you definitely can hear his voice in it, and if you know him well enough, you'll be able to tell from another room that it was him. Somethin' like "hh'ayshhhuh-! ak'yiezzshoo-! kih'tiezshhiew-!" BUT, if it's a bad itch, or allergy, and he's not managing to stifle, it'll sometimes dip into rapid, and that's more like "ashh- yieshh- ayyshhh'oo-! arshhh- krshhh- kashhh'oo-!" but those are more rare for him. He also stifles or half-stifles quite often. "engxt-! nkKxt-! hk'enXTiew-! nkXGT'shiew-! hd'tshhiew-!"

😩: Do they tend to sneeze just once or twice, or multiple times? Do they have fits frequently or rarely? Does how many times they sneeze depend on the cause?

If it's just a natural, no cause, maybe he'll get one/two. But most of the time it's caused by a smell, allergy, sickness, or wine <3. And in all of those cases, he'll be lucky to get less then five. However, in his defense, they're usually a bit spread out, not super rapid. (unless it's a really bad tickle~)

😭: When they’re sick, do they try to downplay their symptoms, or do they treat every little cold like the plague? Do they whine a lot, or do they complain quietly or even just in their head?

Somehow both?? He's definitely a "I'm fine, leave me alone" type of person, denial till the very end, he's ALWAYS okay and will work through anything. But at the same time, if he's feverish enough, or with people he feels safe with, if he's vulnerable, he'll be the type to complain. Sneeze, whine, gasp, repeat. But this is very rare for him, you can count the amount of time's it's happened on one hand. He's also the type to complain but about others, not his own symptoms. So if he has a headache, any noise or bright light or annoyance (Dazai <3) is suddenly 10 times more annoying, and worth complaining over. But if it gets into genuine complaining territory, not playful asshole banter, he immediately stops.

💦: How wet are their sneezes? Do they spray barely at all, or are you gonna need an umbrella? Do they try to cover at all, or just let it go? Do they sniffle a lot when they’re sick or allergies are bugging them?

Not really wet, though because he'll have longer fits, and tends to get congested from them, there will definitely be a light mist by the end. He also covers, absolutely, with his gloves, or hat, or an arm, unless he's too feverish, or specifically trying to annoy someone. Also he does sniffle, like a lot, despite trying to blow his nose to make it stop. It happens anyways, whether from irritation, congestion, or just instinct/habit. He annoys himself with it at times <3

😳: Are they embarrassed by their sneezes, or do they just not really care? Do they apologize after sneezing? Do they say “sorry!” or “excuse me!” or anything like that? If they’re embarrassed about it, why?

Embarrassed. He doesn't like any show of weakness, and honestly... the humanity aspect wrapped up in it makes him a bit uncomfortable at times. He likes feeling human, but it brings up complicated thoughts he doesn't want to address. He won't apologize, though if he's not really thinking about it, (or if he's with people he trusts/respects) an 'scuse me' will slip out here and there. Pluuuus, his sneezes are rather distinct, with the 'iew' sounds especially, and how much of his voice is in them, so he tends to feel quite embarrassed by their volume. (especially compared to some of his co-workers with MUCH more 'Mafia Appropriate' sneezes.)

📝: Quick! Come up with a scenario for them! It doesn’t have to be anything fancy, just something you think would be cute or something you’d like to see with them!

Thanks to you, 'wine snz Chuuya' has been LIVING in my mind, but honestly feverish Chuuya always lives there too, so let's see if I can combine them into something awful~ (feat. Soukoku bc... well... I just can't take how much I love them~)

Dazai arrives at the Mafia HQ, fully intending on tormenting his dear Chibi. I mean, it's been nearly a week since his last torment session, he's going into withdrawl.

He expected a bit of resistance, maybe a challenge, some banter, possibly even a punch. What he didn't expect was to find Chuuya nearly passed out at his desk, empty bottle on the floor, glass precariously tilted in his hand.

He rouses at the footsteps, gazing up at Dazai with eyes clouded by alcohol and... something else. He manages a deeply slurred "H'llo thr D- Dazz... Dahhhzai!" Followed by a barely covered rapid fit.

Well, definitely drunk. Though judging by the congestion soaking through the corners of his words, pretty sick too. This can't be good. With a moment of kindness he'd never admit to later, Dazai takes it upon himself to bring Chuuya home.

Upon touching him, he expects the normal feeling of powers being stripped. The heat however, comes as an unwelcome surprise.

BLAH BLAH he takes Chuuya home, Chuuya drunk snz the whole time, Chuuya too fevered to take care of himself so Dazai has to help him, clingy drunk/feverish Chuuya grabs his arm and won't let go, so Dazai has to lay on the couch with Chibi on his chest, and then some vulnerability stuff happens, including Chuuya admitting that he was drinking to try and cope with the nightmares that come with the fever dreams </3

THAT WAS WAYYYY TOO LONG- I'm so sorry <333 but also thank you for the ask!!! I love my guys 😭😭 NOW ONTO PART TWO! (and also uh... I very well may write that fic bc I've been wanting to write some more Soukoku angst lately, but I make no promises for how fast I'd do it haha~)

[mmorpg-escapism]

I have just enough energy in me tonight for my favorite solo duty. This one's a doozy, and the final thing that stands between us and Endwalker! ...which I'll start tomorrow. There are also some Thoughts on the expansion as a whole at the end under the cut.

For those of you who have been keeping an eye on this journey, thank you ❤ It's not over yet and is most definitely going to loop back to stuff I did before starting here: there will eventually be another run through ARR to current sometime after the graphics update hits every expansion, so likely late next year. I've got a hrothgal waiting in the wings for that one... and do plan to do this to Dawntrail on my main with appropriate spoilers tagged as well as the usual one. We shall see how that goes.

Now, into the duty!

Alphinaud's character growth is so very visible to us after Arenvald's pep talk. The kid is a natural-born leader, and despite his mistakes he has enough confidence to really use his gifts... after a little push from his friends and family.

And now, we fight! The Scions take the field in full force - first as a group, and then splitting up across the field to take charge of several enemies. Our first stop is us clearing the field of a LOT of tempered Imperials... then splitting up to find and deal with Lunar Primals wherever we can while G'raha holds the fort.

And now, the real fun: We get to cosplay as a few of the Scions! Starting with Alisaie! RDM is my favorite caster, and this simplified take on it is very much faithful to my experience with it itself. Lots of little enemies, one big one, and a very fun slice-n-dice playground.

Development: "Random" magical glyphs that are pointed at the heart of a massive "aetheric confluence" - which is just a fancy way of describing a spot where several aetheric currents meet - and Y'shtola's guess is that they're there to enable some seriously nasty disasters should one of the Grape-flavored Primals reach and destroy one. Cool, the stakes have risen.

Split #2 has us afield as Urianger's Astro, facing Lunar Odin - which I did NOT do in my original playthrough nor this one, so I had no idea what to expect. I'm not an Astro player, but after some experience with one of my static members being... particularly annoyed with it, this wasn't quite so bad. Odin down!

Split #3 is back to G'raha and Alisaie, but now we're playing as G'raha who is some combo of BLM and WHM, facing off with Lunar Ravana. Big stabby sword bug. Woo. He's just as cool as the original fight, if a little toned down for story and "2-man" reasons. Big stabby stuff, and even an excuse to use G'raha's Break spell! Bugman down!

Now, back to the WoL with Estinien and Alphinaud facing down the monster that crippled Arenvald: Grape Ifrit. This one's personal. And boy howdy wthat one was the most intense of the three. Fire everywhere, a big LB3-like thing out of Estinien, the works. But it's the last of the primals, and we're all still alive.

I love this duty so very much. Not only because we get to spend some time as our Scion friends. Not only because we get to fight primals in a more one-on-one style that helps me imagine how to write it when I get there. It's also because there are stakes going in - stop the crazy person with lots of power who's trying to end the world - that become more specific during the fight, and then when the evil plan is thwarted, they don't just gloss over the aftermath.

We get to see our friends being VERY human. Alisaie is exhausted and berating herself for not doing enough. Alphinaud cannot stand losing anyone, and we have to watch him fight that when his healing isn't enough to save the man in front of him. We see the Grand Company of Eorzea at work - city-state leaders and beastmen tribes alike working together to cure the tempered. We cannot save everyone, an Amalj'aa warrior reminds the Scions, but those we have saved would not have been if not for you.

"So please, hold your heads high." The entire bustling field stopped and listened. Every single country we have visited, from the Alliance to Doma, is represented here. Standing behind the Scions, who gave everything they had to win the day, despite the cost. The moon breaks through the clouds above, and one last time we hear the Shadowbringers main theme break through as everyone gathered stares up at it, and the credits roll.

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As I sit and process this entire expansion one more time, it's clear... Shadowbringers fundamentally alters your brain chemistry. That's from one of the posts going around the week I wrapped this up, and it is extremely accurate. We started all the way back in ARR as an adventurer with a gift, but little else, and got used. We slowly turned into something else on our way into Heavensward ("What are you?" - Thordan VII after we beat him) and used the power we had to liberate two entire countries from the Garlean empire alongside our friends, then watched them get snatched away from us for some unknown reason.

And then we went to where they were and found ourselves embroiled in a world that flipped the script on everything we knew. Light was bad, Dark was good, and everything we thought we knew was wrong. Discoveries with ripple effects that will be felt through Endwalker and beyond were made, and two entire worlds were changed as a result.

I'm not that good at analyzing story, or at least I didn't think I was when I started. All I knew is that this expansion was The Best that FFXIV had to offer, and I wanted to find ways to articulate why I thought that. I think I've succeeded, at least a little. I'm very excited for Endwalker and Dawntrail and beyond. Maybe I'll even get some creative spark going and write more of ARW for your enjoyment and my own - I want to do more than think about my blorbo :)

One more Arenvald Appreciation post tomorrow, most likely, and then into Endwalker!

[numetalpuppygirl]

okay now that it's The Posting Hour i can talk about my current wave of bullshit. so i've been thinking about misinformation and the sort of art that can be involved in making it seem believable. specifically, i'm talking about the idea of presenting bullshit to appear academic, requiring the citation of sources to back your terrible awful claim. this has led me to create a source strata with 8 tiers, with each being of a different level of legitimacy, that someone could use to prioritize sources by how bullshit they appear (versus how bullshit they really are). although if you don't already kinda know this then im not sure you're cut out to be a dealer of deception. additional note: i probs don't have to say this but i don't condone malevolent misinformation campaigns, OK? i just have a little bug in my brain that's all

Tier 1: Actual proper scholarly articles

like. real research, presumably peer-reviewed and backed up with other proper sources and published in some kind of fancy journal. obviously, if you can find any of these that in any way support your bullshit, that's great for you! it's unlikely, though, and in some cases willfully misinterpreting a good source may actually be worse for your point than truthfully interpreting a slightly more questionable source

Tier 2: Real research, less real results

stuff that is still Good Research but doesn't really stand well on its own. studies with small sample sizes or results that are difficult to replicate. these could still, in theory, get cited in Real Research and Not Bullshit, but they often are only meant to suggest that your study is worthwhile, not prove anything themselves. you can exploit this! the names attached to these may be well-respected, and the methods may be sound, while the conclusions might be total bullshit! if you're lucky, that bullshit will support your bullshit

Tier 3: Reputable but not scholarly

well-established news outlets, government sources, and even primary sources can go here. these are all "reliable" in the sense that they're published by bodies with some level of authority over what they are claiming and (in the case of the first at least) are likely employ the work of skilled researchers. however, there is no promise of an attempt to be impartial, as there is (in theory) in the above sections. this could be a goldmine for you! biased information is hugely serviceable to bullshitters, and you could (and will) do a lot worse than this stuff

Tier 4: Getting colder now

more openly biased news sources (the bulk of popular news, really) goes here. they've got some level of obligation to report truths, but how they do so is totally up to them. that can be good for your case! not so much for your credibility. we've entered the territory where using these sources is better if you can distract from it with a better sources nearby

Tier 5: Pop media

this is where you get the real dredges of what can be considered "news" by any imagination, as well as magazine columns and moderately qualified bloggers. there may be some level of establishment or name recognition here that plays to your favor, but nobody with a lick of sense is taking this stuff seriously. luckily for you, people with a lick of sense are probably not in your target audience

Tier 6: Internet bullshit with some elbow grease

the type of "source" that gets passed around online. this very post could be considered an example of this (though not a very good one - i haven't referenced any other source). twitter threads, youtube essays, longform tumblr posts, and so on... these all have virtually no barrier of entry, but can easily have some level of effort put into them that makes them at least seem more believable. as a side note, this is about the same section i would put fictional sources in; there's effort there, just no attempt at realism (bc why would there be?)

Tier 7: Internet bullshit with some elbow bullshit

i'm talking now about the most incomprehensible useless content imaginable. imagine like. a 5 minute crafts video. or a facebook post that your weird aunt makes. this is the most pathetic example of something that you could *technically* consider a "source" by virtue of the fact that it is a thing somebody said at some point that supports the fact that you're not the only person to ever do so. if that's not nuts enough for you, though...

Tier 8: Literally just make shit up

y'know the footnote that's like "This was once revealed to me in a dream" that's in that popular post? that's what you're doing here. if you get to the point where you've just absolutely hit a wall and you still need to include a core tenet of your bullshit but can't find any sign that anyone else has ever had a thought congruent to it? just say something vague like "this is generally known" and move on. not good for your case in the least, however, so if you get to this point maybe you want to reassess how convincing your claim is

one of the reasons this fascinates me is because, by doing this, you are removing the boundary of truth and treating all possible sources of information (be it good or bad) as viable (though, importantly, not all equal) and this tiered system illustrates the process of understanding how each of these types of source will be reflected by public reaction and how one can make a craft out of gauging and comprehending those reactions and use them to weave a web of any source that is *available* (attempting to get the "lowest score" possible in terms of the final sum that comes from the totaled numbers of the strata that each source used belongs to) and create something that a significant population will or at least could buy into

[terminalnonsense3]

So, in the words of the song that's been bouncing around my head all morning: Last night i had the strangest dream.

It was (initially) from the perspective of this guy, who we'll call Bonk, who it was very clear was not me, though it was very "first person".

Bonk suddenly exists in the Medium Blue Dimension with no memory of how he got here alongside a collection of office cubicles and people doing office-y things, and I'm pretty sure there was like a door to heaven kind of door with the marble pillars and fancy gate, though the door was entirely ignored.

Bonk is now talked to by the "receptionist" i suppose, informing him of something that i cannot remember but seemed to confuse him more, and he was then talked to by another person, I'll call her Eel, who is carrying a large stack of both normal papers and poorly cut up sections of receipts, and says something else to Bonk that probably wasn't important.

Bonk then asked Eel some questions such as "where am i" and "am i dead", and Eel's answers were, in short, that Bonk was (kinda) dead, this was "Limbo", and he had the job of keeping order or something now.

Anyway Bonk - after some filler my brain doesn't care about - now has beef with this other guy "Cadge" which i know wasn't his name but i can't remember it (i had a vibe that i can only describe with a similarity to Snorri Sturluson), and was seemingly crime partners with but Bonk had a 5-minutes later change of heart or something, and now the limbo office is in Generic Suburbs where Bonk is chasing Cadge to a shack and then back to the limbo office where i think he manages to catch Cadge for a moment and bash him with a plank or something, and some neighborhood children (or maybe short people) tell Bonk shouldn't do that, to which he says something along the lines of "neither should he" before running after Cadge.

It's at this point that Bonk somehow goes into a very very small 1-room shop with two weird looking bar stools with customers and the waiter or bartender or something who manages to lock him in the uppermost of four large (though barely tall enough to crawl around in) cabinets, this one mostly empty and labeled "ff 5001" i think (as opposed to the other ones which are just "1", "2", "3") where I'm pretty sure there is now a (pretty good) H-scene with some character that never appears anywhere else, which apparently gives him the "blue key" to this cabinet (there's also a red key that accesses the same cabinet but gives a different H-scene, and i think there was also a green key that i never saw) so he can get out.

Now my brain decides this is now a 2d top-down game vaguely reminiscent of the first Pokemon games, where you go around the rooms of the store (there are several different ones now) while bugs (that seemingly do nothing) enter the room and Bonk collects miscellaneous junk (that also does nothing) from chests all over the room while waiting for a meter to charge, that when activated, clears out the bugs and "cleans" the room, preventing more from spawning.

There is still the initial entrance room, which allows accessing the H-scenes again i guess, and it's at around this point that the dream ends.

I do think it's it worth saying that the cabinet section of the dream did not seem to center around the H-scene, i just can't figure out how to describe the general feeling of puzzle-ness??? that it gave me (and also i now remember that Bonk duplicates the blue and red keys, because apparently they're single-use, and stores the spares in a pocket dimension???).

So, anyway, that was me having the strangest dream, though i did not sail away in a little rowboat to find ya.

[athenafire]

2 & 3!

Munday Asks: Salt Edition (Warning!! SALT AHEAD!!)

2. What are your unpopular opinion(s) of the fandom you’re rping in?

//I do multi-fandom, but will stick to dbz here. I hate icons. I'm pretty public about it. I don't mind if you use them in threads with me, but I've seen a few bad actors in my years who get snooty about people who don't use icons.

//No joke, if you're going to be a judgemental little cock-weasel because someone isn't using icons of a specific size, often being more of a douche canoe about them not using fancy filters on the image that make it EVEN HARDER TO SEE WHAT IS HAPPENING??? Fuck off. Go get a life. Touch grass. I don't care how you do it, just learn how to act right.

//Again, if you use icons? I don't care. Have your fun, just don't get all huffy and block people who don't use them.

//...Besides they're bugged on mobile and look like an ant pooped on my phone.

3. What rp trends are you so over and can’t wait for it to die?

//Going off the other one, I've been over ~*aesthetic*~ formatting since I first saw it over ten years ago. And again, I wouldn't care if it weren't for a handful of bad actors that need to see a therapist. Get a real problem to whine over.

//The lack of honesty with each other is another thing I've been over. Call me blunt, but I will tell you if I'm uninterested in doing a thread with you. I have been here for years. And in all that time, I've met TWO PEOPLE with the spinal strength to just say "I don't think our muses would work well" or "I don't have any interest, sorry!"

//It's perfectly fine to say no! To go further on this, I have had a couple of people make false statements about how I was abusive, and mean, and said transphobic things to them because I simply said "I'm not interested" or "I don't have time right now". It was even funnier how fast they got shut down when they had no evidence of me ever saying shit about any of that.

//I guess what I'm trying to say is...people need to calm the fuck down. It's a hobby where we play pretend, not fine art. We don't need to follow arbitrary rules on how we play with our dolls.

[nnatsume]

Uhm, Hey there! Good day! Could I request for some Kaoru, Chiaki, and Hajime (separate) on their first date? Thank you! And Good luck on the new blog!

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

a / n : hi hi, both of you!! i put both of your requests in one post here as they are pretty much the same thing!! and thank you very very much akira .. you're WAAAAY too sweet omg <3 ( ◡‿◡ *) i hope i did ibara justice.. i cannot make sense of him at all omg

✦ — first date with kaoru, chiaki, hajime and ibara!

☆ — HAKAZE KAORU

surprisingly, he is.. absolutely lost.

he wants to charm you, yes, but what if it's too much too fast? all the other relationships that he has been in were very quick, where he and his partner just kind of squeezed eachother dry of "love" within two weeks. these things didn't last, but he wants yours to last. at taking things slow, he is a beginner too.

something not too fancy, but not lame.. and while he's making himself something to eat it it strikes.

you're going to have a.. tour-picnic?? a picnic and a little tour. you can't go wrong with that, unless you're a horrible cook or you don't pick the right foods. luckily for you, he's pretty okay at cooking. bring a helmet cus you can't tell me this man doesn't have a motorcycle to drive you around.

"is this allowed?", you asked. "i'm pretty sure this could get you in trouble."

the both of you were seated on his bike, him at the front, you at the back. "we have helmets on and i've put on some extra footrests for ya!", he reassured, "i don't think we will, though... just make yourself a little smaller, alright?~ they won't give us the full fine, surely.."

you sighed, pulling the helmet over your head, as he did, too. he had a talent for making you both excited and nervous at the same time. it's not an entirely unpleasant mixture, though, no, the opposite in fact.

"now, hold on tight, okay?"

it's safe, don't worry! two seats and an extra footrests are pretty much the only thing you need to drive with two passengers. drive safely! :D

he'll take a nice route to the park!! some nice scenery for you to remember. it's your little tour. you take some stops at nice places to enjoy the view and rest up a bit. roll around in the grass together, catch lady bugs and butterflies.

he made you your favourite treats and brought a lot of things that you like. some cards too, incase you get bored and need to busy your hands with something other than food.

his specialty? pancakes. the super secret hakaze recipe, he says. he refuses to tell you what he puts in them like it's a damn krabby patty. you have to come to him if you want some. :wink wink: you'll get only the best batch!

you two just get to know eachother better. watch the birds next to eachother, play a game of cards. he'll feed you a stawberry or two himself, if you like them. come on, feed him one back. :wink wink:

bonus: there's a lot of little flowers around. they're perfect for making flower crowns. but he can't tie then right so he just tucks a bunch in your hair. you look like something out of a fantasy, and he'll match with you. he'll help you up on a tree if you'd like so you can feel like it too. pull him up too!! and allow him to take a photo pls.. he will put it in his wallet so he can remember it everytime he checks. ;;

☆ — MORISAWA CHIAKI

chiaki is a different breed he is not like other people. he likes big, colorful and fun things—and his mind will go to something like that for your first date as well. he wants you to have lots of fun together, and does not care at all that this is your FIRST date. he'll treat it like it's your last.

so, if you don't have any objections, you're going straight to the amusement park. bonus if it's hero themed then he's pumped as hell. he asks you first though!! if that's ok with you and you are comfy. he'll keep you safe so no worries ok?? he'll hold your hand. <3

oh man chiaki is excited as hell. he literally texts you every hour starting two days before the date to tell you how excited he is and ask you if you are too. texts at 3 am because he is so pumped he can't sleep

someone banged on your door so hard that you almost jumped into the ceiling. you were sure there was a dent in the wood now, and you were also sure who the culprit is. and indeed it was who you thought—chiaki was beaming. it's like you opened the door for the sun.

"good daaaay!~", he greeted, loud and passionate as usual, welcoming himself in to glomp you—he was very warm but not exactly hot, like sunshine in autumn. you'd feel bad if you didn't return it. "you're ready, no?! it's time for adventure!"

you didn't really get much time—right after you grabbed your stuff and double-checked everything, you were being dragged outside.

you literally cannot get him off of you. he's made himself pretty unrecognizable, sporting a baseball cap, a mask and sunglasses, so you both could remain unbothered. he's all over you. even on the bus. (unless you ask him to let go. he'll let go if you do. :thumbs up:)

if you thought he was wild before, when you get there, it gets wilder. he is so excited bro. you get lost on the way to the cotton candy booth because he was holding the map upside down. you're the coordinator now. it's like in a hero movie!! right hand s/o. :D

he wins you a lot of prizes. you have to get a locker to put them in for the time you were there because he won you all the stuff you looked at. and then three extra bags to carry them over as well. win him some stuff as well he will be happy forever!! even a little bear keychain...

you're going on the big, fast rides if you're okay with it. chiaki loves the adrenaline. he ends up screaming way louder than you. he literally drowned out everyone else and you weren't sure if it was because he was scared or excited.

you're drained so quickly.. late afternoon and you're already done. chiaki is still full of energy, but you decide to head to his place. he has a movie that he wants to show you!!

you have matching hats now. chiaki switched out his hat for a floppy-eared pikachu and you have an ash ketchum cap. (don't catch em all tho chiaki will be really sad ok??)

watch his favourite tokusatsu movie please. he really wants you to see it it's so cool. you would really really like this one character

he ends up falling asleep during the movie. he's holding the little bear keychain. he is a keeper .

bonus: make him a lunchbox. he will literally ascend to the heavens. like physically right infront of you. but he'll come back to give you the biggest hug ever bevause holy god that is his dream.

☆ — SHINO HAJIME

he almost fainted on the spot when you accepted his invitation to a date. you had to hold him up for a moment. holdon. give him a moment. wait. a minute please. he is tearing up. help.

hajime saved up a lot for your date. he wanted to take you somewhere nice, which with his funds at the time didn't work out.. it took him two months of saving his lunch money and a few jobs so he had a good budget for you.

since you let him pick.. you're going to have a nice walk and then head to the café together. hows that sound? he's picked out the best places in town for you to visit!!

hajime brought you something. he really really hopes you like it.

he didn't really say much as he handed you the box—a white box, secured by a matching white ribbon and carried with a red face. only when you took it he managed to look at you, fidgeting, one foot tapping the ground. his eyes reflected agitation, awaiting.

in the box laid a lop-eared bunny, with purple buttons for eyes, a heart for a nose and a scarf—what a gentleman. one ear was shorter than the other, one eye a different colour and the bowtie was placed a little farther left. it's those little mistakes that let you know that hajime made it himself. the fabric was handled with such care, there was no blemish on the bright blue and white.

"i'm not the best at sewing, but i really hope you like it..! whenever you hold it, um.. remember that i'll always be there for you, even if i'm away! if i can't comfort you, hold it until im there, okay?"

okay king :thumbs up: you better hold onto it real tight. he made it for you. it's in his image, so you'll always have him there. isn't that cute?? put him on your bed he'll watch over you. <3

if you compliment his work he'll go red he'll cover his face and won't look at you for the rest of the walk he's FLUSTERED in all caps. he'll hold your hand though of course. (that makes it worse but your hand fits so well in his how is he not supposed to huh?!?)

you'll feed some birds together. become a pigeon whisperer. a flock of pigeons followed you all day long it's like you're their lords. hajime tried to shoo them at one point but they just.. looked at him. you just have to deal with it. you managed to pet a goose in that park too?? mr. shino here is your bird magnet give him some crumbs and you get an army of birds

you go to the café together after. it's his treat, he insists. even if you want to help out, he just doesn't let you. he just shakes his head and smiles when you offer to pay and then asks you what you want. can't get through him :shrug: get yourself something nice but don't dent his wallet please

he has the best recommendations. he literally only saw the menu but can already tell you the best combination. it's the tea club thing he has going. he knows a combo for every kind of person.

you just kinda talk at the table, get to know eachother. he literally inhales every detail you give him about you and remembers it for like.. forever. you ask him one day and he can probably recite what you said to the t.

when it's time to go, he looks so sad you almost don't want to leave. you accompany him to the bus station. he'll tell you about how nice you've made the day and how he wants to go on another date with you. hajime appreciates you. right there in public, he just kinda whispers.

bonus: if you bring hajime something on the next date, he will combust on the spot. he gets stars in his eyes and almost knocks you over because he just crashes into you in a hug. his hugs are definitely the best, they're like laying in a lavender field, in the shade. very refreshing, calming.

he looks at you like you're the best thing in the world. treasure it.

☆ — SAEGUSA IBARA

everything he does is with purpose, is to benefit him. this date? the purpose is serotonin. and he wants to return the kindness from you, so you keep being nice to him because he likes it. see, it's not entirely selfish. it benefits you too. :)

you won't have anything "half-assed" when you're with ibara. he won't have that. he may drop some formalities, but he won't take you to some random place. no, you're getting the best.

your date is planned months ahead. it's he's having a buisness meeting or something.. mostly because of his schedule. he has a lot of things to do, as an idol AND a buisnessman. you don't have a lot of time and he wants it to run smoothly and perfectly.

ibara probably has some wealth, since he runs a few buisnesses on his own. and using his connections, he scores you a spot at a pretty high-end restaurant. scary for the middle class. but it's perfect because he won't have any problems being recognized. the date will be pretty late. evening or even night.

you hoped you weren't underdressed. you picked out the most formal wear that you have, and it's only your first date. if this is the first one, you really wonder what ibara has planned for the other ones, because you are pretty sure he has planned your next 50 dates already.

he arrives early, too. "i didn't expect you to be ready by now.. good!", he throws you a backhanded compliment. man, he just came and was being so brutal already. "now, since you are prepared, let's set out."

you were whisked out of your house promptly, your elbow hooked with his. you knew from the curl of his lips that he was proud of what he had planned. you, however, were pretty much in the dark.

he's still fairly distant and formal—keeping you at an arms length, despite him taking you out on a date. he finds that he should have a polished image infront of you, since you're extremely important to him. so despite being comfortable around you, he's still a little.. well, formal and a bit distant.

you two get to know eachother a bit more there. ibara dreads being so.. personal, but since you are trusting him with such information, he feels like he should too. it takes him a bit to realise that you don't really have any ulterior motives—you just want to bond. :D

he loosens up little by little, the more you talk. congrats! you're the snake whisperer. the snake is more comfy with you now. he thinks you're doing some kind of magic, seriously..

there's a nice balcony there—and it's pretty empty. just a few people near the entrance. he takes you there after you have your meal, as it is quiet and cool outside. near the railings, where you can see the city nicely. isn't that fancy?

there's not a lot of chairs, so he lets you take one. he stays behind you, hands on the lean. if you get cold, he'll sling his jacket over your shoulders. it's okay, he'll survive, don't worry. just be careful with it, ok? :thumbs up:

he's not stressed or anything, but if you have hair long enough, he'll braid it nicely as he often does for nagisa. he can braid anything he can grab, really fancy short braids too. it may be seen as improper, but.. you know, nobody's watching, and if there's cameras, his back is facing them.

he ends up enjoying himself more than he thought he would. at first he thought it would be just an in and out, but you spent hours talking. very nice, 10/10 would do it again. maybe next time you'll do something less formal. :)

[jjuzoir]

request: Hello! Can I ask headcanons about being childhood!besties with Miya twins (about child and about adults)? (by nonnie!)

a/n: ofc baby!! sorry for taking so long 🤧 every time i try writing something happens it’s ridiculous 😔 anyway sorry if it’s bad ive been ✨struggling✨

- Being friends with one of them is like, hard enough— but the two? Good luck.

- You three met via your parents— yes, it’s like that, you were the new kid and awkward as hell. Your parents were having none of that shit and made a playdate for you with the twins, it’s embarrassing, you were like 13 and that’s kind of embarrassing for you and you knew it.

- Like, here you were a newly turned teenager, sitting on a couch with two guys your age all watching a weird cartoon and you all want to die.

- But at some point, you three start acting like you had known each other for your whole lives. You three fight to this day on who cracked the ice, Atsumu swears it was him and his sense of humor but you and Osamu are not taking that shit, like with what humor?

- You start hanging out after school, since you three went to the same school it started bleeding into school time and your teachers hated you three.

- During middle school you three were known to your teachers for being insufferable— more like, Atsumu and you. You two were the type of kids to pass fake notes with the stupidest shit written on it, like middle school humor, “Miss Poopy Pants” and “ICUP” so the teachers would have to read it aloud.

- Osamu and you? Known to the lunch ladies, you two were the first to arrive and gobble down anything and everything especially onigiri. They even snuck you two snacks for class— yes, you were the kids who had a whole grill in the back. Always eating.

- You three didn’t skip class though— I feel like Atsumu might’ve tried to convince you but ultimately forgot.

- During gym you three would always be in the same team if you could pick but it would end with Atsumu and Osamu fighting about dodgeball and getting disqualified leaving you alone.

- They got into Volley around then and you became their number one cheerleader, you’d fight anyone who’d say they weren’t good.

- By high school you three were known for being kind of chaotic!

- You know your parent’s discussed what school they’d put the three of you together in, they joked about separating you guys and you almost cried no joke.

- So you three go to Inarizaki together and when I tell you everyone is annoyed by you three and your shit I mean it 💕

- Especially the volleyball club, you decided to become their manager at the same time the twins got in— they were happy, finally a manager and some new kids; good, good.

- Until they learned about how absolutely full of shit the three of you are, Atsumu and Osamu are already a handful together but you? You add a whole new spice to this shit and it’s ✨embarrassing✨ for them.

- You and ‘Tsumu always goof off and get lost because you two were fighting over something, it takes the whole team’s willpower to not let you stranded.

- “All I’m saying is since Osamu looks like Atsumu, would anyone really notice if we just dye his hair yellow?”

- But they are also thankful, you manage to bring a semblance of peace during their fights. It doesn’t take much for you to calm them down, so they keep you around even if you sometimes distract the two of them too much.

- You’re still their number one cheerleader! Whenever they manage to score you’re the first to jump around and congratulate them, they’d never tell you but it’s kind of sweet seeing you so proud of them. They’d rather die than tell you though so shh.

- You being there brings a new level of competitiveness, they gotta make you proud! You’re cheering your little heart out for them; they can’t embarrass you now.

- But you can't always win, so whenever they (unfortunately) lose, you’re always the first to comfort them. You all go to your house and chill for a while, they get kinda quiet and you can feel how tense they are but they’d rather spend the afternoon after a bad match with you.

- Bet your ass you three watch Power Rangers and you all fight about who the best Ranger is; Atsumu says it’s Red Ranger and Osamu is about to snap his neck when there’s a whole Black Ranger, but they can agree to bully you when you say you like Green the best.

- Back to you being their manager, I feel like they’re kind of better behaved? Like, they get into less trouble and are less likely to fight because Kita sends you to scold them and it’s embarrassing being scolded by someone who thought the Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters was also Michelin Man.

- Now to their individual quirks; Osamu loves it when you help him cook or cook for him, he feels all happy you take the time to make him something— especially when they’re practicing, he really appreciates you coming in with some food for him and the team. He likes the fact you take care of him in small ways!

- “Awww, the little bug cares about me~”

- “Shut up, next time I’m putting cyanide in your stupid Onigiri.”

- Atsumu likes it when you’re just there, not even talking, just vibing together. He likes how you two don’t have to always talk to know what’s going on, it’s probably what he loves the most about your friendship. The fact you just get each other is something he kind of loves.

- Sometimes ruins it by saying dumb shit but it’s okay ♥︎ No it’s not ♥︎

- “Do you ever think about Taemin Paula, like who’s Paula and why are they taming her?”

- “‘Tsumu go back to being quiet, please just shut up.”

- Oh, let’s talk S/O! The two of them are protective over you, you’re their best friend!

- Osamu is more vocal about what he dislikes, he flat out tells you not to go out with them, pointing out all of what he doesn’t like and why he gets bad vibes or why he feels like they’re just not it.

- Atsumu doesn’t say much, he’s got his fair share of flings and dates— good and bad, though, it’d be unfair of him to tell you what to do. But you can tell when he doesn’t like someone you’re seeing.

- This is only if they feel like the person isn’t good enough, it’s not like they don’t want you to date. They’re just careful of it, you’re like a sibling to them and they wouldn’t want you to get heartbroken.

- Speaking about heartbreak; they get very mad at the person, you’re amazing! Why’d they go and fuck you over like that.

- Atsumu would throw hands, it’s in sight with the other person; especially if he never got bad vibes from them, he’s so mad he wasn’t there to see the red flags.

- Osamu is behind him and he’s not stopping his brother, he knew something wasn’t right about them and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t give them a piece of his mind.

- But at the end of the day, what’s most important to them is making sure you’re alright at the end of the day. They care about you, dummy.

- They’d come over to your house and cheer you up, Atsumu would tell his jokes and Osamu and you would laugh at how bad they are 💖

- “I’m glad you feel better but I’m startin’ to feel kinda bad here myself-“ “Maybe get better jokes <3”

- Once you three graduate you still keep in touch, probably more with Osamu since he’s not always busy like Atsumu; in other words, even during your adult they torment you 💕

- You’re so proud of the two of them though? Like, you’re always bragging about them, it’s just so !! Seeing the kids you grew up with become successful? Amazing.

- “Have I told you about how my childhood best friend is a PROFESSIONAL, yes PROFESSIONAL, volleyball player?”

- “[Name], I am literally his fucking brother shut up.”

- Osamu and you totally make fun of Atsumu, it’s gotten to the point you always try embarrassing more each game. Your latest (very successful, much to Atsumu’s dismay) attempt was wearing shirts with ugly childhood pictures of Atsumu, I’m talking about the type your parents bring up to make fun of you and a banner that said “Tsu-Tsu our superstar!” or something like that.

- He almost cried on national television, he was horrified, the worst part? You were in front row seats meaning that everyone the camera panned in to one of the players you’d be in full view.

- “Atsumu, is that [Name] and Osamu?” “You were so fucking ugly as a child oh my god-“

- Sakusa is having a field trip with this, that thing won’t die as long as he lives— this man will film this shit, tape it and pass it as a family heirloom.

- “Kiyoomi could you-?”

- “Don’t talk to me you gremlin baby.”

- “This was months ago, let it die!”

- “You lived your whole childhood looking like that, I don’t think I will.”

- The three of you reminiscing about high school together at Onigiri Miya? Yes, it happens and it’s ♥︎

- “Do you remember when Osamu shoved a marble up his nose, stupid kid…”

- “Tch, rough words for a fucker who bit into a brick because it looked tasty.”

- “I was young!”

- “You were 16, piss head.”

- A lot of the time you just like spending time with each other, even during your busy schedules you always do your best to talk to each other at least once a month.

- Sometimes it’s just talking over the phone and other times it’s going to fancy restaurants that Atsumu pays, other times it can also be trying to make new recipes with Osamu as Atsumu just cringes in the back.

- They're just always there for you, yes you fight and yes they’re kind of annoying but you care for them and you don’t mind it. You’d rather spend a whole other lifetime having to endure their teasing than not have them at all.

[heresathreebee]

Brackish and Briny Waters (two)

[Ralph Lamont X Female Reader]

Summary: Settling into your new house Part 1 Masterlist Part 3

Tags: +17 | 1.7k words | just really fucking domestic stuff, one (1) bad attitude, presumptuous behavior, unprotected morning sex, more remodeling.

AN: I kind of know where I'm going with this. The conflict will be subtle at first but it's there I promise.

The first day goes by fast and for Ralph meeting every single person on staff in this prestigious school was like trying cheeses and wines in a vineyard– fun at first but you get a stomach ache because somebody forgot to tell you not to swallow and there are just so many of them each more rich than the last. By the time he crosses the threshold to his new home, he's exhausted and annoyed. 

"I told you not to unpack without me." 

You look at him from the kitchen and shrug. "I needed stuff, baby. I already wrote a list of things to work on in this 'bare bones' house you put us up in and I was bored." 

You don't care for his attitude but offer him the covered plate anyways. "I saved you some dinner." 

All at once, Ralphie's anger melted from his face. He shuffled his tired feet across the still empty living room and pulled you into his side. The plate was warm (still warm or recently warmed up, he couldn't tell) and his stomach growled. 

"M sorry," he said, "I don't mean to be an asshole." 

You smile your forgiveness. "Long day?" 

"Yes," he hisses. "I already can't wait for the weekend." 

You chuckle. "Oh come on, it can't be that bad. Give it a chance, baby!" 

"As you wish." 

After eating, Ralph is right to sleep despite his insistence you finish packing together tonight. A part of you thinks it's the climate here– fresh sea salt air and less artificial light to disrupt the body's natural sleep patterns. You took off his shoes and empty his pockets because he was just 'resting his eyes for a moment,' then slid in right next to him. He's fine without a blanket, but you pull the back of the quilt over your rear and curl into his side. Sleep comes easier tonight than last night and you dream of wallpaper and wood smoke cologne. 

DAY THREE

The rest of the week gets easier for the both of you. You arrived on Monday and unpack the bigger furniture together by Wednesday with the help of some locals. Ralph is getting to study the lesson plan for Ms. Lewis' math class and establishing a gentle authority with his temporary students. He is still excited for the weekend, intent to help you figure out what to do with the walls of the house. 

"Has anybody come to see you at the house yet?," he asks you Thursday night. 

You pause dicing onions to think. "Besides the neighbors to the north and those Vayle boys? No." 

Ralphie raises his eyebrows and drops them, an involuntary gesture made more for himself than you. 

You put a hand on your hip. "Why?" 

Ralphie waves you off and continues mixing the meat with the spices. "Nothing. It's just everybody and their fucking moms has been asking me about you." 

"What?" This was news to you. "Why?" 

"Because they're nosy," he replies, "asking me about my whole life story and I let slip I had a wife and then they just wouldn't shut up about it." 

You swat his shoulder. "Well don't sound so depressed about it. Do you not like having a wife?" 

"No!" Ralph huffs and turns to look at you as he says, "I just hate that every single one of them bugs me about a million personal things and then I mention you and it's the only thing they can talk about now." 

Ralph turns back to stirring the pan and grumbles to himself, "might tell them to fuck off and just hoard you forever…" 

It clicks in your head at least a bit. Ralph's a born and bred city kid. In the city nobody cares who you are, what you like, or where you're from. Strangers don't want to be anything more than strangers. Their eternal social motto is 'don't waste my time' and anyone who acts differently is probably scheming something. 

You chuckle and rest your chin on his shoulder. "You're forgetting these are a different breed of people. Rich and educated socialites more over but suburban, maybe even rural. We're probably the first new thing to happen to them in decades, and communities like this don't have a 'mind your business and I'll mind mine' attitude." 

Ralphie flicks you a look but you know he knows you're right. It doesn't mean he has to like it but at least he understands it's not malicious, at least not inherently. It's out of his element, a little out of yours too, but you'll have to adapt and play by their rules if you want to stay here for a while. 

The dining room table can seat six, but your Ralphie takes a seat right next to you at a corner so he can hold your hand while you eat. Homemade tacos ease your apprehensions a bit and you go over the remodeling plans with him until midnight. Getting ready to sleep, you wear your thinnest shift and wrap around him like an octopus, your warm core brushing over his barely clothed manhood in temptation. 

Ralphie hums, tucking a stray hair back into your bonnet. "We need to get up early tomorrow." 

It's a weak protest. The two of you keep rocking into each other and sighing at the feeling of friction but eventually fall asleep despite the delightful buzz of sexual energy surrounding you. You do wake up when Ralph flips you under him and sucks a few marks into your neck.

You spread your legs to accommodate his breadth, feeling him settle deliciously and glancing at the bedside clock. It's barely 5 o' clock and the sun is rising. You gasp as you feel Ralphie's cock slide into you and he's met with little resistance. You two have sex for the first time since you moved and it's been so long that the affair is short lived. 

Ralph already has an apology on his lips but you shush him and come a moment later with your fingers brushing your clit in tandem. He peppers you with a dozen more kisses as silent promises to make it up to you. 

You shower together, barely bumping elbows as this bathroom is way bigger than your New York City apartment ever was. You chat idly about the weekend and the town and when you're ready to leave, you grab the manila folder where you store the plans for the remodel. You've even got samples from the wallpaper, only taking the ones you like and want to replace. 

"I know we probably won't find exact replicas but I want to at least find something similar." 

Ralph squeezes your thigh. "Ok, ok. We'll try." 

While this town doesn't have a McDonald's (the town over does and it's fancy for some reason), it does have a Home Depot (also pretty fancy). You know you'll need wood and screws and glass panes to finish that solar room but that's not the goal for today. 

Ralph skips right over the green paint swatch section to the creams. He's rambling about paint brand pros and cons, he did his research on the way in since you were driving and he brought the book from the school library. You follow and half listen. 

"What?" 

Ralph finally catches on to your soft smile. You glance around to make sure no one is in earshot because god forbid these gossipers over hear your conversation right now. 

"I guess I got you pretty excited last night, huh," you say with a sense of pride. Ralph feels the opposite about his performance this morning. 

"I just… I think it's just been a while." He occupies his hands by grabbing every single free swatch sample on the shelf and says, "I promise I will make it up to you." 

You roll your eyes in a not unkind way. "It's fine, babe, really. I uh… it feels kind of good to know I still have that kind of effect on you…" 

Ralphie sports a smile of his own and puts you under his arm. "Of course you do, sugar." 

He leans down to plant a kiss on your lips when you're interrupted by a bright voice. It's so startling that your husband bounces away from you. He stares wide eyed at the woman who interrupted you and he gets that dark look in his eye that only you can see. 

"Jesus, Julie," he tries his best not to growl her name. "This is Julie, she's a teacher at the school. Julie this… is… my wife." 

Julie makes a noise like a whistle. "Oh my god you are so much more beautiful than I imagined! Ralph doesn't have a picture of you in his office!" 

"It's on my desk," he huffs, "it's the one turned towards me." 

"And why would you do that?" 

"...so I can look at it while I work…?" 

Julie's… a little too hands on for just meeting you. You're too reserved to say something about it so you sling a loose arm around her back and hope Ralph doesn't say something for you. 

"Hi Julie, it's nice to finally meet you," you tell her. "Ralph's been slowly but surely introducing me to the concept of his coworkers." 

"I can't believe we haven't met before now! Ralph keeping you all to himself, me and the other teachers are just so curious about you," she coos. It feels almost put on, like overindulging in sweet to play up her first impression. You let it slide though, maybe it's just your city lens. 

"Well, uh, once we've got the house fixed up a bit, we can plan a housewarming party," you suggest. "But not a day before and you may quote me on that, miss!" 

Julie laughed and gave you her phone number 'in case you need anything at all.' Ralph breathed easy once she finally left and you tug his ear gently. "She's veeerry friendly." 

Ralphie shoots you a glare like you'd made a joke he didn't find funny and you go back to debating the paint to use for your walls eagerly.

@escape-your-grape @hoodoo12 @softbeej @go-commander-kim @beetlesstuff @imma-fucking-nerd​ @werwulfy​

[danniscure]

5 times Peter loved his and Harley’s height difference, and one time he really didn't.

Peter was talking to Tony in the break room, standing near the kitchen table while Harley walked in. he didn't notice Harley being there and continued talking about last night's mission, and Harley, being Harley, wanted some attention. so he stood behind peter, and rested his chin on peter's head, while positioning his elbows on peters shoulders. Peter flinched with surprise, then rolled his eyes and smiled. “hey, harls”. Harley smirked. “morning, darling”, said, pressing a kiss to Peter's cheek, then went to make coffee. Peter continued to tell tony about the mission, now smiling, while tony looked at them both, a smug look on his face.

Peter was standing in the hallway near their lockers, next to Mj, waiting for ned to arrive so they can all go to peter's house to work on a school project. “what's going on?” he heard Harley's voice, and said boyfriend placed his arm on peter's head, using him for support. “I AM NOT A SHELF for the 100th time!” peter said, smiling and shoving Harley's hand off of his head and Harley giggled. Mj answered that they're waiting for Ned to arrive to go to his house for a school project, and Peter asked him if he wanted to come too. Harley smiled and placed his arm back on Peter's head. “sure, shortie”. “hARLEY I SWEAR TO GOD-” he was cut off by Ned finally arriving. “thank god you're here, those love birds are making me sick” Mj said. Peter and Harley smiled at each other.

when he got the news, Harley broke down. they were in the middle of a mission when Karen told them Harley needed to get back to the tower immediately in Tony's orders. when they got there, Harley without his metal suit and Peter without his mask, Tony told Harley his mom passed away, back in Tennessee, and that Abby his sister is sent to the stark tower to be with him. Harley just stared at him- poker-faced. Peter looked at him in concern. “no” Harley said simply. Tony looked at him, grief and sympathy in his eyes. “no” Harley continued mumbling. “no, no. this isn't happening” he got up, Peter after him, grabbing his hand. “Harley..” he said quietly, tears already forming in his eyes. Harley looked at him. “it's okay to cry. you don't have anyone to be strong for right now. I'm not judging you, I know how that feels.” Harley just stared at him for a few seconds, then Peter pulled him into a hug. It was a small detail, and maybe it wasn't important at the moment, with everything that's happening, but when Harley hugged Peter, holding him tight, Peter's ear was placed right in front of Harley's heart. and so he hugged him tighter and listened to Harley's steady heartbeats.

Harley was talking to ned next to his locker, waiting for Peter, hands in his hoodie pockets. it was cold. suddenly he felt a pair of ice-cold hands hugging him from behind. “hey”, he said, turning around smiling. “continue, I'm not bothering” peter said lazily. Harley smiled again, grabbed Peters' hands and put them inside of his hoodie pocket- that way peter was hugging him. Peter smiled to himself, and rested his forehead on Harley's back, while he and Ned continued with their conversation.

one of Peter's favorite things to do was to steal Harley's clothes. anything that is in Harley's closet that isn't fancy- Peter steals. and Harley doesn't complain- Peter was so adorable in his hoodies, sweater paws and all- that Harley melted every time peter showed up in one of his sweaters or shirts. so when they had an avengers-only movie night at the tower one day, and Peter showed up in Harley's old green high school hoodie, looking so cute, Harley was so overwhelmed he couldn't take his hands off of peter the whole night.

+1. they were on a date at the park, and Harley saw a familiar face, so of course he went to say hi. The guy, looking about 30 years old, introduced himself to Peter, shaking his hand, while Harley told peter he used to be an intern at the stark tower. Peter shook his hand back, and the man asked “are you his little brother?”. It was quiet for a few seconds then Harley burst out laughing. “this is peter, my boyfriend.” the man's face turned red just like Peter's. “oh- sorry”. Harley continued laughing. “it's okay” and then looked at the time, apologized, and said they have to go.

Harley hasn't stopped bugging and teasing Peter with this for weeks.

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5+1 about their heights! by @lilacsandlilies4

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Tags: @lilacsandlilies4 @23-crackers-and-a-bit @transpeterp <3

[punkscowardschampions]

Grace & Janis

Grace: I thought you were back??! Janis: I've just gone to 🐕🏃 Janis: didn't fancy hockey in the freezing cold when I could be 💰 instead Grace: oh okay Janis: Mia will have to try and kneecap me another time Grace: 🙄 please Grace: like she has the energy to go after us both Janis: Yeah, you might wanna make whatever alibi for NY you have watertight Janis: they were cooking up their version of event in physics Grace: that was days ago, everyone's talking about you and your boyfriend again now, babes Grace: not my 🤢 🤮 🤧 🤒 Janis: then you're welcome Janis: but it ain't just bugs bunny who's slow on the uptake, much as they'd like to portray Grace: she can't prove I wasn't sick, she wishes Janis: send me an anon, if you want Janis: about what I did, throw something in about getting you soup or some bollocks Grace: cos that worked SO WELL when Ella tried it Grace: it's fine, I wasn't in the mood to go anywhere or post anything Janis: 1. you aren't as blatant as they are 2. people wanna know what I'm up to, idiot, it's not like 'hi pls tell me what your sister grace was doing between the hours of 8-2 on new years tah' Grace: literally nobody is but whatever Grace: 1 sec Grace: [sending those anons like] Grace: 👌👌?? Janis: don't need to tell me Janis: [does the responses] Janis: there you go Grace: 💜 Janis: yeah, crisis well adverted Grace: neither of us are in crisis, you're 😍😍 & I'm 🙄🏑 Janis: 👌👌 Janis: far as any cunt's concerned Grace: yeah Janis: I'm at his house Grace: cute Janis: he's not here Janis: said I could stay though Janis: if I need Grace: like I said, it's beyond obvious he cares Janis: you think it's weird Grace: ?? Janis: him and me Grace: why would I think it's weird and why would you care? Janis: Alright, what do you think then Grace: I literally just said how cute you were Janis: you say that about things usually when you don't mean it Janis: it's a them thing you've picked up Grace: excuse you, you'd know if I didn't mean it Grace: I've never once come at you telling you to dump him Grace: it'd be a big thing like !!!!!!!!! Grace: having no chill is a me thing Janis: if I was one of the gals, sure Janis: you and me don't do that Grace: UM hello, you're my sister Grace: you wouldn't listen to me but I'd still TRY Grace: if he was like the worst ever Janis: you don't reckon he's Liam 2.0 then? Grace: why are you even bringing him up? Janis: nans got a shit poker face Janis: she looked like she'd seen a 👻 when she met him Janis: briefly Grace: it's nan, babes Grace: she thinks every boy is going to do us dirty in every way possible Grace: with this family's track record she does have a point but like Grace: just no Grace: you're not her, you wouldn't Janis: love made her stupid Janis: she could've done anything and she decided to die in a car crash with a lad who only liked her as much as Ri Grace: & I repeat you're not like her so don't even Janis: not that smart to begin with Grace: shut up Grace: you literally do physics with Mia & Ella Janis: and they're right geniuses that pair Janis: 🙄 Janis: Ella'd learn rocket science if she got to be up Mia's hole Grace: 🙄🙄🙄🙄 Janis: it's not hard, all I'm saying Grace: cos you're not stupid, duh Grace: & he really likes you so stop Janis: what do you mean? Grace: what do you mean, what do I mean? Janis: what should I stop? Grace: I know a freak out when I see one Grace: 👑 of Janis: Got no reason to freak out Grace: exactly so don't Janis: I ain't Grace: 👌👌 sure Janis: what would I be freaking out about? Janis: not broken into his house here, like Grace: idk this is the longest convo we've had in forever Janis: must be the way you accuse me of having mental breakdowns Janis: not very endearing tbh Grace: ha ha Grace: but not even Janis: I shouldn't tell him Janis: about Ana, and all that Janis: should I Grace: he was a church Grace: I don't think he'd be 😱😱😱 Janis: don't paint me in the best light Grace: maybe put the 💬 equivalent of like, a filter on it Grace: if you do tell Janis: I didn't try to kill her, she just slipped Janis: 👍 Grace: it was A LOT Janis: she always is Janis: dunno what kind of cult he found that fucking bitch in though Grace: ugh, let's not Janis: she ain't going to just fuck off Janis: even if Ana is going to sulk thinking I'll come and apologize Grace: well, some of us are being forced to play hockey, hun, instead of having a mental breakdown Janis: you scream if the ball comes near you, I've seen you Grace: I don't want to have to hit it 💅! Janis: exactly, don't act like you're busy Grace: I'm not saying I'm busy, I'm saying I'm not trying to be busy 😢😢 thanks Janis: fuck all to cry about Janis: that's the point Janis: I'm not pretending her kids, or any of the fucking others, mean anything to me Janis: or he did Grace: if that's how you feel don't tell barista boy any of it, end of convo Grace: it was just family drama, no specifics Janis: of course that's how I feel Janis: shouldn't be surprising Grace: I'm not surprised Janis: you're an idiot if you feel any different Grace: you can stop, it's not like I want any of them to exist either Janis: someone needs to back me up Janis: you know full well Ri won't stop seeing her, and Junior ain't about and if he were he'd do fuck all as well Grace: okay so what are we going to do? Janis: that's what we need to work out Janis: why should they be the only ones allowed to talk about him Janis: how amazing he was Grace: she's the loudest Grace: if we could be louder then Janis: it's a joke and everyone around us fucking knows it Janis: someone needs to lay it out for her, finally face it, for what it actually is Janis: who he was Grace: but she's never gonna hear it from either of us like that Grace: it would literally have to come from god, babes Janis: maybe it can Janis: hmm Janis: leave it with me, but think what you want to say Grace: ??! Grace: obviously I'll 🤔🤔 though Janis: might take a while Janis: but fuck it Janis: she ruined my new years Grace: yeah, mine too Janis: would've been a shite party anyhow Grace: that's totally not the point Janis: put it in your letter Janis: already got enough people in a mood with me Grace: fine Janis: fuck sake Grace: UM rude, why are you swearing at me? Janis: because it ain't my fault Grace: I'm not blaming you for what happened Grace: I was there Janis: I told her to get out of my way Janis: she should've, simple as Grace: I know Grace: I was freaking out too, she deliberately ambushed us Janis: you didn't cunt punt her though so you know Grace: yeah but you'd be on my side if I did so Janis: if you do it now it will look like you're copying me, just fyi Grace: & I've never been accused of that before ever 🙄 I think I'd find a way to cope Janis: hardly the sister you copy now Janis: don't need to know the ins and outs to see that Grace: cos nobody EVER brings up the past 🙄🙄 Grace: beyond focused on only 💬 about us now, like Janis: that's why I've given them something to talk about Grace: & that's great for you, babes Janis: not like you can't Grace: not in the same way Janis: not unless there's another new kid any time soon Grace: not holding my breath Janis: it's not the only way Grace: 😂😂 what else am I gonna do?? Janis: depends Janis: they're gonna chat shit, regardless, that's obvious Janis: what would you rather they said Grace: is that like, a trick question?? Janis: why would it be Grace: UM it's a little too late for me to try & overhaul what people 💬 about me, hun Janis: hardly Janis: stuck here for another 3 Janis: you could have a totally different rep in that time Grace: hardly Grace: ALL the receipts exist Janis: 🙄 Grace: you have NO idea Janis: yeah Janis: 'course I don't Grace: so are you done trying to make me a better person or ?? Janis: I'm not trying to do shit Janis: if you're gonna cry about it, you could at least try Janis: that's the point Janis: don't complain if you ain't Grace: if I wanna talk about my rep, grandma & god are ALWAYS available Grace: you brought it up Grace: literally all I said was congrats on your 😍😍 Janis: your rep is 😢😢 and freakouts Janis: you said Grace: no I didn't Grace: I said I know a freakout when I see one Janis: well it is Janis: we all get chatted on Janis: if all you want to do is cry about it that's your look out but no one is gonna feel sorry for you Janis: least of all me Grace: I didn't ask Grace: for your opinion or sympathy Janis: yeah, people NOT looking for sympathy 👑 themselves queen of 😭😱 Janis: good luck with that, really working in your favour Grace: I'm talking to you not tweeting it out but sure Grace: thanks Janis: you think it's a secret? Janis: pretty sure your own friends and any guy you'd ever fucked wouldn't treat you like shit if you didn't reek of the desperation of it all Grace: grandma being literally the worst, which is all we were talking about when I said I was 😢😢 is as close to a secret as this family gets Grace: but 👌 attack me Janis: I'm not interested in living this lie with you rn Janis: you cry all the time Grace: &? Grace: you get angry all the time, I'm not judging you Janis: and this is why no one has anything to say about you Grace: whatever, Janis Grace: I didn't come here for this Grace: 👋 Janis: 😢😢 Grace: 🙄🙄🙄 Janis: you're a fucking joke, Grace Grace: this whole family is Grace: 👏 that you changed the news cycle for a sec Janis: 👏 that you're less interesting than Mia and Ella and all they do is slowly starve themselves to death Janis: people aren't going to forget suddenly that you belong to this family, just 'cos you try to blend into the walls Grace: like I said, you have no idea Janis: Yeah, I do Janis: we all get talked about, I did when I was doing literally nothing Grace: not about me & it's not like you care so just focus on yourself Grace: my rep is my problem Janis: it is your problem if you can't take the tiniest bit of initiative and see that being a lesser version of Rio is just going to make people talk about her more Grace: people aren't going to stop talking about her just cos I have a fake personality overhaul Janis: it's about the comparison Janis: you don't wanna be your own person, no? Janis: carry on getting Mia to dress you Grace: 😂😂 mhmmmm cos we all just get to be our own person Grace: if I'm not compared to her, it's Edie or you Janis: yeah, wild how no one is mistaking you 2 for sisters Janis: no amount of her leftovers is gonna make you exempt Janis: try getting crippled, evidently worked for Billie Janis: get a sex change, Junior who? Grace: hilarious Janis: we all got our lot Janis: and they're getting bored of their charity work with you Janis: what are you gonna do then, huh? Grace: yeah & yours is nothing like mine so stop coming for my life Janis: we're literally twins Grace: oh please Janis: sorry, not much can be done about it now Grace: duh Janis: 🧱 Grace: 👌👌 Janis: fuck this Grace: 👋 Janis: 🖕 Grace: 💜

[imaginetrahs]

II

I'm triggered, when I see your face

Triggered, when I hear your name

Triggered, I am not okay

You need to stay out my way

- Jhene Aiko, Triggered

Nalani

Dealing with Aaron's bullshit is something that I didn't have time for tonight. All I wanted to do was go home and take a shower so I could lay in my bed.

Let me tell you something about Aaron, he is the BIGGEST shit talker in the world besides Kaori. No matter what the situation is, you will always find Aaron having to put his two cents in.

Instead of entertaining Aaron I said a simple 'hey' and kept it pushing. I grabbed Kaori and we left to go home. The car ride home was quite for the most part aside from the radio, and all I could do was think about what my life has become.

Once upon a time Noah and I were happy, believe it or not. I honestly couldn't tell where we went wrong and it bugs me. Everyone loved him, especially my parents and I think it hurt them more when we broke up than it hurt us. I'll never understand why Noah didn't just tell me how he felt instead of broadcasting it to the whole world.

Pulling into the garage, Kaori cut the car off and we just sat for a minute.

"Are you okay?"

'Am I okay?' I couldn't even answer that question for myself let alone someone else.

"No, but I will be I guess. I'm gonna go take a shower and call my mom. Good night, I love you."

Walking up the stairs to my room, I went to my connected bathroom and started the shower water. Getting undressed I got in and put my whole body under the water and enjoyed how hot it was. I thought maybe if I turned the water up as hot as it could go it could rinse away my pain and sadness, but I was wrong. No matter how hot the water was I was still left sad and hurt.

After almost an hour, I got out of the shower and dried off. I lied on my bed for a while not wanting to get dressed and then put on a big t-shirt and underwear. Ironically the t-shirt used to be Noah's, but before I could get deep into that thought my phone rang.

"Hey mama. I was just about to call you."

~

2:15 A.M.

After getting off of the phone with my mom, I lied in bed watching Stranger Things on Netflix. Sometimes I wondered if the upside down was real and we didn't even know, because it's completely possible.

While contemplating about the upside down, I got a text from an unknown number.

Unknown

Heard you were at Waffle House

Sent 2:17

We all could've ate together

Sent 2:17

Nalani

Who even is this

Sent 2:18

Unknown

Noah

Sent 2:20

Nalani

You got a new number??

Sent 2:21

Why are you even texting me

Sent 2:21

I blocked you for a reason 🙃

Sent 2:22

Noah 🤡💩

Yeah because my other one is blocked 😔

Sent 2:24

I wanted to talk about everything that's going on

Sent 2:25

Can we meet up and talk, at our spot in 20

Sent 2:25

This man must be out of his mind if he thinks I'm leaving my house at damn near 2:30 in the morning to 'talk'.

Nalani

Right "Talking" 🙄

Sent 2:29

Noah it's 2:30 in the morning I'm not leaving my house when we can talk through text 🤗

Sent 2:30

Noah🤡💩

Please Nalani, I honestly just want to talk 🥺

Read 2:35

Nalani

Fine, but talking and that's it

Sent 2:37

Be there in 20, If you're late I'm leaving

Read 2:38

Noah 🤡💩

I'm on my way

Read 2:40

I can't believe I just agreed to meet Noah at 2:40 in the morning.

Getting out of my bed I went into my closet and grabbed a pair of sweats and my pink crocs, they're my favorite pair of shoes, and then grabbed my keys off of my night stand.

Walking down the stairs I heard Kaori's tv on and contemplated on telling her i was leaving. If I told her I was leaving she would tell me not to, but if I didn't she would be upset that I left without letting her know where I was going in case anything happened. Weighing my options I decided to just tell her I was leaving.

"Hey umm I'll be back in a bit." I said opening Kaori's door.

"Where you going?" I didn't know whether to tell her the truth or just say I'll be back.

"Noah wants to talk about everything so I agreed to meet him really quick."

"At almost 3 in the morning! Mmm, don't do anything I would." That's a pretty long list if we're being honest.

Giving a small nod I shut her door and started down the stairs out to my car. For the next ten minutes it took for me to get where I needed to be, I considered turning around at least five times.

It's been two months since Noah and I have broken up and for him to want to talk after all of the drama HE caused seems...weird. Finally pulling to our spot, I noticed his car was already parked but he wasn't in it.

'Out spot' isn't anything fancy, it's just a small field park that's made up with lights and benches, decorative things. Noah and I found this park when we first started dating, it was late and we were bored and decided to just drive around until we stumbled upon this place. To us this was OUR park and coming here became an everyday thing, until everything happened.

Hopping out the car, I walked through the park until I reached this big oak tree that we always sat under. Noah was sitting on a hammock-like chair on his phone but looked when he heard me walking towards him.

"Hey." He says putting his phone away

"Hey." This whole encounter was a little awkward considering all that we haven't seen each other in so long.

"I didn't think you'd come even though you said you would. But with everything that happened and everything that I said I just didn't think you'd show up" he rambled "but I'm glad you did."

"Well to be honest I thought about not coming but then I actually got in my car and stared driving here, and then I thought about turning around about half way here."

For a while we sat in silence not knowing what to say. I took that time to admire Noah's posture and think about how much I missed despite what's happened. Noah must've felt me staring at him because he looked at me and gave a small smile.

"I miss you Nola."

[minyoonkeeks]

Pairing:Jin x Reader

Word Count: 4k

Summary: It was one thing to love him in secret, but when you think he might like you back it changes everything. (90% Fluff, 7% Angst, 3% I don't know what this is)

Warnings: None really, there is 1 mention of throwing up for like a second and a few mentioning anxiety but nothing serious

A/N: This is the first fic I've ever decided to write. I hope it resembles him a bit, but it was fun writing. I don't know if I'll continue either, I just hope I did Jin some justice (:

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Becoming his friend always felt natural, kind of like mac meeting its cheese, or peanut butter finding its jelly. He was sweet, funny, goofy Seokjin. 2 years younger, but no one could ever tell the difference. He was smart, where it counted. He hated bugs, was extra competitive, and loved marvel as much as you. That made your friendship fun. You would chill in his apartment, play endless games of super smash, and compare recipes whenever you found something new you'd want to try. Because you came from different social groups, it seemed odd at first to your friends. They laughed when they couldn't picture it being real.

"No way _____! Do both of you just have pout monologues? Because I would hate to be in the middle of that blab fest!" Hobi joked as he pictures both of you endlessly going off on each other. You both have certain quirks and apparently over talking was one of them. The more you guys interacted when you were all together, the more your friends didn't believe it.

It wasn't until the first time you had all gone to the movies together as a group. Seokjin sat next to you and you could have sworn all the girls gave the biggest groan, making you turn beet red and Seokjin laugh awkwardly. But once all of your friends realised that's exactly what it was, a friendship, they were quick to stand up for it, because there wasn't anything more. Even when your girlfriends started noticing him.

Sometimes, a lot of times, being his friend was hard. He was a 10 everywhere he'd go, regardless of how nerdy he came off when he spoke. When he wore his dumb round glasses around his beautiful face girls would swoon saying that he looked like a lawyer. Sure, he'd never win with his dumb logic, you thought.

When he would have to attend a fancy dinner in slacks and the same blue button up with white stripes on the sleeve citing that it made him look longer even though you swore he was a whole nother you taller. "Look, you just have to go with me, no one else is fun, and they won't bug me if you go instead." He would insist, telling you his parents didn't mind if it was you going instead of another date. That would sting, you were never the date.

When he'd sit and play guitar to pass the time between picking you up from work and your coworkers would stare out the window and wonder when he would notice them. "How do you even function with him, ______? You clearly have the worst taste in guys if you don't find him attractive" one of them would say. 

"Yeah, sure, if you think gumby limbs are attractive." You'd scoff back, even though deep down you knew he was. Those were the most annoying times. Being Kim Seokjin's friend was definitely not easy.

"Hey, hurry up, we'll miss the next screening of Thor and I don't want to miss the credits!" Jin yelled from the lobby, making everyone turn and glare at how loud he was being, at least until they saw his face and proceeded to gawk at him.

"I know, I know, nerd. I don't get how you can watch this for the 5th time in theaters. Like you have a huge TV at home, why rewatch it here?" You quipped grabbing the popcorn from the attendant who just glared at you for calling Jin something other than Worldwide Handsome.

"I already told you, there's nothing like rewatching it with people who get it. And you know you get it or else you wouldn't have come with me anyway" he teased, making that pout that makes your heart flutter a little too much.

Those were most days with Seokjin and sometimes you couldn't take the stares from everyone. The ones that said "Hey why is that short girl hanging out with Jin all the time? He looks like he's babysitting." "Isn't it her though? She's the delusional one, he's way too good to cut her off though, I bet it's pity." You would overhear. You get it. It wasn't ideal for some tall, gorgeous albeit weird man to be hanging out with you of all people, but Jin didn't care because you were friends... friends. That's it.

And yeah, it hurt sometimes, seeing him go on dates, or staying at his apartment when he would tell you to wait for him, even though he was out with a girl 10 times prettier, he always came back alone. Always came back to you.

You had become a confidante for him. Someone who knew a little more, but didn't judge no matter what he did. You were the cool friend, the one everyone could depend on to be there, the one everyone joked to Jin about when they'd tell him to go look after his noona, and you, being as awkward as you were, always played it off when you'd see the pink hue in his cheeks. It never crossed your mind to think any different of him until your regular movie night Wednesday. 

You were binging Lord of the Rings on his couch, in your cookie monster pajamas left over from last time while you sat next to Jin, tired from working all day.

"I guess an office job can wear you out." He chuckled.

"Definitely in more ways than one. My brain can only take so much annoyance from everyone. I just need Aragorn to murder a few orcs and it'll make me feel 10 times better." You said yawning, while Jin just stared at the TV hands on his knees. He seemed out of it for some reason, but your day being as long as it had you didn't want to pry. Sometimes Jin liked silence, and this was definitely one of those times. 

As you watched the elves on screen, bow and arrow shooting towards the dark, you started dozing off on a pillow placed near his lap. You could feel his fingertips rubbing your scalp the way you had mentioned your mom did when you had a hard time sleeping. You could hear him humming a song, your favorite, especially because he had written it for your birthday last year. Things like this made you wish sometimes that people wouldn't joke the way they do. That it wasn't weird for you to be friends, because Jin got you. He knew you were quiet some days, and extra loud others. He knew when you just needed someone to lean on, and you hoped that's what you were to him.

And there in the quiet, as you were almost asleep, you heard him. Three simple words.

"I love you."

It felt surreal and incredibly intimate. But even though you wanted to look up and tell him you loved him too, you froze. Eyes shut, breathing heavy, and panic setting in. You didn't know what to do. You can't tell if he just meant it as a friend. And if he did then you'd lose him, the one person to make you feel like you belong when you really didn't. He kept stroking your head and you told yourself it wasn't a big deal, that you would pretend to sleep, until sleep became real, and in the morning you'd leave just as friends, how it's always been.

When you wake up, you feel really uncomfortable, not being able to get anything out of your head. Over thinking as always, and if this was any other situation, Jin would be the first person you'd tell. But that obviously wasn't possible, so you got up and grabbed you things, said an awkward goodbye and left him cooking pancakes for the both of you.

"Are you sure you don't want any?" He yelled as you were already opening the door to get out of his apartment.

"No it's fine. I forgot I had a meeting to get to and I have to go change and get ready. I'll text you later." You yelled back, trying to sound casual, and not like you were on the verge of throwing up from the anxiety.

You texted him that night and told him you needed to focus on work, that you'd have to go to a few meetings after and you wouldn't be able to meet up. His demeanor never changed, it was always silly Seokjin, always calm,cool, And sweet Seokjin.

JIN: Hey, no worries you're fine. I have to go to a few dinners too, but since you'll be in meetings I'll have to take Hobi or Tae, they're the only ones that like these events anyway.

YOU: Thanks, you should take that girl that you took last time though or you'll end up old and alone. :P

JIN: Maybe, not sure. I'll text you later though, bye!

It was fine right? You would be fine. And he would go out and be his normal charming cool guy self. Just like always. You just needed a moment to get back into the friend zone. And although you'd just lay in bed and lie to him about where you were, you knew eventually you'd have to see him. 

So the day came, well, he more so showed up at your apartment at two am and you couldn't really avoid him. When you opened the door, you don't look up, even though he towers over you. 

"____ what's wrong?"

You can hear the hurt in his voice as he says your name, and yet, you know that if you look up he'll see right through you. So you stare at his feet.

"Nothing just tired from work. What's going on?" You mumble, trying to keep your composure as you look up as him for the first time. He sighs and looks away, scratching the back of his head, trying to figure out what to say next.

"What did I do? Are you mad? I just, I don't know why you're avoiding me, and you tell me everything. So I can't fix it if I don't know what's wrong." He tells you quietly, as if he was reassuring himself to you. That your friendship meant more than just a few races of Mario Kart or a permanent plus one that he didn't have to explain more than just, "yeah, she's a friend." And everyone would just get it, no questions asked. 

But suddenly you were in his arms, and you can smell the fresh cotton scent you've become so used to. You can feel his warmth when he presses into you and you can hear his heartbeat pounding into your ears. 

It wasn't like you didn't miss him, you did, too much for a friend though. And how were you going to break it to him. That you, the one who's supposed to be the cool noona, who doesn't mind just being friends, was in too deep? How could you tell him so he just gives you time to be his friend again? Because losing him would be way worse than anything else thrown at you.

You squeeze your eyes shut as you wrap your arms around his torso in response to his sudden hug. It was second nature to do so, but this time it just felt like it was the last time and you wanted to hold on as long as possible. He brushed your hair with his fingers, and swayed side to side because he knew that made you smile. You took a deep breath, not realizing you had been holding it in since he had first leaned against you.

"It's ok, _______, hey I'm fine, you're fine, nothing's wrong. I know you need space sometimes, but I can't have you lying to me about where you are when we tell each other everything. I didn't mean to scare you. Hey, it's ok don't worry." He pats your head and holds you close realizing for the first time that you're crying. You clear your throat and back away from him wiping away your tears with your sweater paws, trying to regain a little sanity.

"I wasn't lying, I'm just ... tired." You tell him sounding coarse, more tired than you knew. "Work is overwhelming and I just needed some time to myself. You know me, I..."

"No, you don't,not from me anyway. You don't and I know because I know you _____, like the back of my hand I know you." Jin said, sounding louder than he meant to. Taking a step back and breathing once before continuing, "But, I get it. I'm not sure why, but I get that you need space from me." He looks down and sighs, making your heart break a little more each time. He pinches the bridge of his nose and you know it's his form of keeping a level head. He does it when he's mad, or worse, when he doesn't want you to see him cry. 

He looks at you one more time and you can tell. He's tired, and his pleading look is something you thought you'd never be the cause of. But, what's worse? Leaving it here, or telling him the truth and watching him walk out, for real this time?

"Just... give me 2 more days. I just need 2 more days and I promise I'll come back. I just... I just need 2..." you stare at him, but with your own pleading look this time, you words soft and sad. For what, you don't know. Maybe the end, realizing, it might be the last time he visits you?

"Ok, ok _______. 2 days, but when you come back to me I want to know. I really do, whatever you give me. I'll accept it, just like you do to me. No judgement, no worries. But please, 2 days, come back." He grabs your hand and rubs along your wrist, a sign of affection he was used to giving you as he goes in for one more hug. This time he holds you a little tighter, maybe even a little longer, before he clears his throat, takes a deep breath and turns to walk to his car.

You stare at him going down the sidewalk and breathe, 2, 3. He's almost gone ______, and then you really need to get your shit together before you really lose him, you chide yourself silently.

Jin turns and waves, nodding once for goodbye while he smiles softly. His cheeks puff a little in the lamplight and you can see a glare. There was no way he was crying was there? You'd only seen him do it once when you dared him to eat your grandma's salsa that had a little too much jalapeño causing him to cry out in pain. The confused look you had, made him stop for a second before getting into his car and leaving towards his home.

Lying in bed, you kept twisting and turning, feeling way too hot to sleep and nothing could fix it. You walk to the kitchen and pull out some food, but it just gives you nausea thinking about what just happened so you settle for the milk and cereal.

Why'd you have to be so suspicious looking? Like you did something you weren't proud of? I mean, being in love with your best friend isn't a crime, it's just, not common, especially between you two. You went over the scenario in your head again, thinking about what you should have done differently so you wouldn't have to tell him the truth. You look at the cereal and look at the almost empty carton of milk before you grab a bowl and throw everything in trying to stuff your face and forget. 

2 days, 2 days, to figure out how to tell Jin that you love him in a way that isn't the same anymore. And it's all his fault, his, and stupid Lord of the Rings, that you promised to never watch again if this didn't fix itself.

To say that you were productive in trying to figure out the best way to tell your best friend that you were in love with him was a complete over exaggeration. You lied in bed, eating snickers, listening to old Taylor Swift songs- that you hated, but Jin thought were cute, and cried into your pillow like a maniac. There were moments of clarity sure, where you'd write, or at least begin to write, Jin a letter of things you wanted to tell him. Maybe give him a pros and cons list of being your friend still, but you always came up short, Both literally and figuratively. It was frustrating because at the end of the day, Jin had everything. He had his best group of friends, he had girls fawning over him, he had a stable family, a bougie apartment, and a great job. All you offered were some really intense matches of Capcom VS Marvel, and we all know, Jungkook would be a much better opponent. But here you were, trying to figure out where you went wrong, why you had to take his confession in any other way than platonically, and therefore ruin your friendship.

Day 2 came by after a sleepless night. You called Jin and told him as cool as you could that you'd be at his house no later than 8, and to be ready with Captain America Winter Soldier because it was the best and he couldn't change your mind.

"Yes, I get it. Bucky is your dude, no need to rub it in. Don't forget though" his voice getting softer, "I miss you so hurry up"

"Yes I know, you can't live without me and life is unbearable because you have no one warm to cuddle to. Although, I should definitely charge for being your own personal teddy bear." You laugh, as calmly as you can, nerves on the other end running towards you throat to make you sound cringier than normal. 

7 o'clock came and you got ready. Jeans and Jins sweatshirt, not that he would care. Most of them ended up in your house and consequently on you because you liked that his long arms made the perfect sweater paws. You put your hair up in a bun and you told yourself once more through the mirror, "Hey, it isn't the end, everything goes, and if he does too, you'll survive". You nodded to yourself and put the best fake smile you could as you walk towards your car and get in, driving to your version of the end of the world.

Jin opens the door and his eyes light up in the best possible way. You always admired that about him, his true emotions always on his sleeve, and today, you hoped that his eyes would stay like this even after your confession. 

"You gonna let me in or do I have to shove my way through?" You smile as best you can, telling yourself, only a few more minutes until it's all over, just breathe, you'll be ok.

"Nah, you can fight me first!" he teased and went in for a hug. You inhaled his scent like it was the only oxygen you could ever need in life. It was odd, he didn't let go, and although you hated the thought of doing it first, you knew you had to, so you rubbed his back a second went in for the kill, tickling him in his ribs when he least expected it.

"Really!? Wait, no stop! STOP IT YOU WIN!!" He yells as he pulls you in for another hug, He breathes you in for a second, relaxing, "I really missed you. This was way too long, and I don't know how I survived without you" he sighed, his shoulders slouching into you, even when he could easily engulf your whole body in his large frame.

You blush pulling back and patting his arm in the friendliest of ways, "Back at you! Let's go watch Bucky be a beast!" Hoping that he didn't see you cringe to yourself as you said it.

What a dork, you murmur to yourself as you sit on his couch, knocking your shoes off one at a time. You sit cross legged on the sofa waiting for the movie to start before Jin turns off the screen.

"Hey" he says as he sits in front of you on the floor in the same exact way as you. You look at him, a sneer in your stare as you grab a pillow and throw it at his head. He chuckles as he turns away trying not to get hit. But as he turns back you can see the look in his eyes. It's the same one he had 2 nights ago, and it's the one you knew would come back today.

"Yeah, what's up" you tell him, tilting your head to the side,hoping he can just see the tension in your face and leave it alone.

He stares at you for a quick second, thoughts floating in his pupils about what move to make next.

He gets on both knees and gets close to your face, startling you frozen in front of him. You can feel him breathing on you, and you don't know why, but the sudden urge to cup his face with your hand comes out snd you're rubbing your thumb across his cheek. 

He holds your hand within his and closes his eyes for a second, and you can feel him shaking slightly. Is he nervous? Does he think you'll leave him on purpose? I guess it's now or never.

"Jin, I.."

"I know, and if it makes you feel better, I do too."

"Lies, you don't even know what I'm going to say. Do you always have to win? I mean I try my hardest and it's not fair when your fingers are longer than ..." and his lips are on yours, effectively shutting you up from saying something even more stupid than you already had.

You look around the room, feeling like it's spinning, holding on for dear life to his sweater collar because if you let go you'd collapse. 

You close your eyes and and scrunch your face trying to burn it into your memory. A kiss, that's all this is, but it's not. It's his kiss. It's dorky, nerdy, handsome, beautiful Jin's kiss and it's perfect, just like him.

You slowly wrap your hands around his neck as he breathes you in, turning slightly so you can be more comfortable and pulls back to smile at your dumbfounded face. You keep your eyes closed hoping it wasn't just a figment of your imagination before you hear him chuckle, his stupid Jin chuckle.

"What? Why are you laughing? Is this funny to you? How?! How rude" you aim to slap his arm, but he catches it and grabs you by the waist pulling you in for a hug.

"Don't ever do that again, you promise? It wasn't fun, and I don't know if I scared you when I told you I love you because I thought you were sleeping, but I really meant it." Jin kisses your collarbone as he nuzzles into your neck.

"I didn't know, I really didn't, but I'm glad I do now. This anxiety was killing me, and literally the only person I could tell was Tae and we all know how weird he gets when we talk about our feelings. I mean, remember that one time I-"

"Just, here, -" He places another kiss on your lips, then your cheeks, your nose, and your forehead, effectively making you mush. "At least now I know how to really shut you up when you start your monologues"

"Oh shut up and come here" you smile and you pull him up to the couch and snuggle with him under the blanket. 

This was the one thing you didn't think would happen today, and although you lost maybe 10 years from the anxiety alone, it was definitely worth it, you tell yourself as you look at him while he's singing along to the marvel theme song. 

That's my nerd, my Jin.

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enemies-turned-lovers!haechan

A/N: another attempt ladies and gentlemen, once again, it's shitty and my ask is open for more shitty writings! or if you wanna be friends come hit me up pls I don't bite :( anyways, I hope you like it~ 💌

it's not that big of a deal really

it was truly an accident, but it turned into a crazy myth

and you hate him for it

it all started with someone's rooftop party

birthday boy lee donghyuck decided to throw himself a pool party, on a rooftop

everyone's invited, except for mark because he's lame

just kidding

but are we?

anyways, hell everyone in your college is invited

haechan, his nickname, is pretty popular around school

not the jock kind of popular, he just.....knows a lot of people, and they know people, and it's a typical college party

where you bring a plus one and one plus one and suddenly the party equals a school prom or something

there's even a theme smh johnny the party planner

so you're friends with mark, and he's determined to show off to haechan that he's friends with that chemistry major genius he admires so much

totally didn't invite you just to get back at him nope

anyways, it's mean but you've never heard of haechan before, despite his seemingly large following on instagram

you didn't even know you guys attended the same college

it's not that you're a total homebody and never goes out to parties, you're just....not interested in their parties

and that's strike one, when you laughed in his face when he introduced himself as the "most popular guy in school"

in your defense, you thought it was self-depreciating humour

hyuck in return, wasn't as amused as you were, maybe in private he could've taken it better, but you just snorted at him in front of like, half of his friend circle

he's not pissed, he's just ashamed?

because he talks about you so much renjun literally can't take it anymore

it's like, he knows so much about you, your birthday and cafes you like(from your social media)

heck he even knows who's the bitch you're referring to in your subtweet

it's veronica from chem class 3

but also, you don't even know he exists

fast forward and skipping through his slight, maybe a bit bigger heartache,

he's lying down and just chilling on a hammock, away from you because his ego needs to take a break from that hit

he'd by the pool with the dreamies, half of them, renjun, jaemin and jeno in the pool and jisung and chenle next to him sharing a hammock

this is what was meant by an accident, you just wanted to get to the fruit bar, when ten, this lanky dude bumps into you from nowhere, and by accident

you bump into haechan

splash splash

his balance isn't the only thing he lost when he fell face flat into the pool

apparently chenle's laugh grabbed everyone's attention, and when the one and one is put together, hyuck became the school's laughing stock for a month

his glare at your dumbfounded state was anything but forgiving

that wasn't even the end of things

this sounds like it's made up, because no one can have such bad luck, ever, in one single day

but there goes hyuck, breaking beliefs left and right

you approached him and tried to apologise for basically ruining his day

he didn't actually know what to do, because he honestly wasn't mad at you, he was mad at the situation

you can throw him into the pool 3000 times and he'd say I love you 3000

yes, he might have a minor crush on you

but he's also super embarrassed, this was supposed to be his big day, and you're here

he wants to show you the best side of him

but that doesn't translate well onto his face

he......doesn't even know what he looked like at that moment, he was just stunned

but you must've thought he was growing mad because you further apologized, and your hand motions grew more frantic

and there you go, ssstrrriiiikke three

it was by accident

but you knocked over his refreshment, yes, the one he was trying to calm himself down with from the embarrassment

it could've been worse right, the glass could've hit someone

and you should've hoped so, because then they wouldn't be sober to call the police and have the party cancelled

this, including the series of embarrassing events that happened at haechan's party became the talk of the whole campus

and more than anything you dreaded it

it painted you in a bad light, and was giving you more attention than you ever fancied

what you didn't know was how much it bugged haechan too

he's been trying to get the dreamies to shut up about it, but even if he did, the whole school was chattering about you

he thought he would've gotten the short end of the stick, seeing how he was the laughing matter at his own party

but the jokes quickly turned sour when someone started the speculation of why it happened

and it sounded crazy to him

because why would there be a why? it was an accident, and yes maybe he did feel his face get a bit red and his blood level rise

but you explained that it was complete accidents, there was no malicious intention, or intention of any kind

idiots on campus starting saying that you had a crush on haechan, but you wanted to stand out, so you did all those things on purpose to get him to notice you

it's a total lie, and hyuck has to debunk it before it gets to everyone, but he doesn't know how

this time, it was he who accidentally started something up, and it went a little like this:

"hey haechan do they like you?"

"what? no it's a myth"

he said that, in the spur of a moment, because you liking him back would be a myth only he wishes would be true

but guess which idiots got the wrong idea? the geniuses of spreading misinformation

and said misinformation spread like wild fire, deeming you a bad omen, and especially to haechan

it dealt more damage to your reputation than to you mentality

because if you were a bad omen, the first person you would be cursing is yourself, for bringing all this shit upon yourself

but also, to haechan, because you found out weeks later that he actually said it himself

you can't be more annoyed

you clearly explained to him how it all happened and that it was an accident

you even went to testify with him to prove it was an accident

how could he, knowing all this, sit still and accuse you of being a bad omen??? a bad luck charm????

not to sound dramatic, but he basically ruined your campus life, even the newcomers know of your story

back to hyuck

he's panicking, almost everyday when he has to pass by your class

he feels so guilty even though he basically didn't do anything wrong

he tried to hush down the rumours and even told some people off who were just shittalking you in the hall

like, what does you wearing that sweater have anything to do with this???

he's lost like a puppy, he wishes he had the courage to just walk up to you and come clean, and he has tried!! but he chickens out every time

and after that one time you shot him a vicious glare at the cafeteria, it was clear he wasn't high on your favourite's list and he just lose hope in trying to make amends with you

and that brings us back to present day, where it has been three months since the incident, and a new batch of freshman have flooded the school

hyuck wasn't feeling like having lunch today so he opts for a walk around the campus park, where he spots you and he's bout to run away again

when he hears some bigshot chicks calling you names

yes, still calling people names in college smh

he can't take this behaviour, because you're right there, without earshot

and he just knows they're being mean to get on your nerves

so there goes lee donghyuck, stomping over to the girls and telling them off

"oh, you wanna call people names now? well I have a lot of suggestions for you, mainly inspired by you,"

you can hear everything, because the argument got pretty ugly from there, and everyone just got excused into the counsellor room, where they're told to not be childish and have petty little fights on the school campus bla bla blah

and you know, because you silently followed after them and stood outside to eavesdrop

what else were you supposed to do when haechan, who supposedly started this whole nonsense up was defending you?

so you wait outside until they're done and you call out his name, relishing a bit in the way his whole body halts to an abrupt stop at the sound of your voice

you guys go somewhere more private, and not in front of the counsellor's office because dude no one's trying to get in there again

and you deadpan him for an explanation, because-

"yes, it's what you deserve, I know,"

"well then why did you spread lies about me??"

his eyes goes wide when he's accused, head shaking and promises he never intended to

"it's an accident, I swear. someone just asked if you liked me and I thought, what the hell? that would be a dream to like, like even if someone told me I would say it's a myth because why would you like me back, you know? like I like you but it's impossib-"

"literally shut up for a second,"

you don't mean to sound like that, but he's babbling a lot and you can't get the point, and when you ask him to repeat, his face flushes a bright pink

"I like you, and someone said you like me, and I think it's a myth, and I said it, and this happened. I'm sorry. the end."

taken aback is an understatement

but you literally walk a few steps away from him, just to clear out your mind and think

because this whole time you thought he hated you for embarrassing him at his how party when in fact he explains

that he's just embarrassed to see you because you saw him being embarrassing and that he feels guilty?

it takes you a while, but eventually, you guys sit down properly and talk it out

and you quickly find out why he's so popular, because he's a joy to hangout with, skip the parts where he mercilessly roasts you

you two grow closer by each day, spending free times together and haechan or hyuck, as he lets you call him, even walks you to your classes

the whole campus is dumbfounded, because not only is haechan walking perfectly find beside you, he's smiling and not in pain, even when he has his arms around your shoulder

it takes him a month to finally confess(because he's still a chicken), but you guys finally get together and the whole school's mind is blown

and every rumour about you is debunked immediately, and you guys are deemed the school's next power couple

"what a turn of events huh, my lucky charm?"

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