#Had so much fun doing that first pic of Moon I wanted to try this style again!

[venomous-qwille]

Keep the LIGHTS OFF OFF OFF!!

[ID: An inkbrush style image of Virus!Sun standing with both hands splayed looking at the viewer, he is bisected by a diagonal slash of shadow. The colours are heavily saturated with purple, yellow and red that clash in an unnerving way. /End ID]

#Virus!Sun my sweet #unhinged Sun my beloved #Had so much fun doing that first pic of Moon I wanted to try this style again! #You'll definitely see more of this from me #Really enjoying experimenting with this work flow #tw eyestrain #tw saturated colours #dca fandom #fnaf dca #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf security breach #qwilledraws

[spaceacealex]

Trip report!!

For those that have been waiting, sorry! I got home and immediately had to go help with a family thing. But here it is!

First, was the obvious. We had to drop off the baby boy with my parents. He had a great time with the family and was very dirty, stinky, and sleepy when we got back.

So where were we? We went to see the eclipse! As many of you know, My wife proposed to me under totality in the 2017 solar eclipse. So she surprised me with time off to travel to this last one on 4/8!

We flew to Nashville, TN and rented a car so I could scratch my road trip itch. We visited her family in KY, then went up to Cairo, IL for the event.

THIS is the public library in Cairo. It's an absolutely darling building, built originally to be a library and still proudly serving that purpose. The gals who were manning the counter were sweet, knowledgeable, and so welcoming. They had goodie bags with moon pies and starbursts and collected the eclipse glasses when we were done with them so they could be sterilized and sent down to Mexico for the next eclipse. So lovely to talk with and they welcomed us to spend the eclipse on their lawn with some local families. So we did!

We had a little picnic, chatted with some of the families, and got to watch totality in a tiny little town with so much character I still smile just thinking about it.

Hopefully you don't expect us to have top tier eclipse photography lol, but these are great for us! I got to kiss my wife under totality and it was hella romantic.

Then I got to drive more....then Kara got to drive because there were a ton of accidents and the three hour drive back to Nashville took more than six hours. So uh, my motion-sick self was struggling with the stop and go traffic.

But when we got there, we had a great night and then day walking around Eastside Nashville and pointing out the arcades I was going to take Kara to that evening.

That didn't quite happen.

Because the first stop we made in the arcade crawl is where we stayed all night.

No Quarter, the pinball arcade I now have a hat for because it's so friggin cool. We got to do many cool things there. 1)They had excellent drinks and in true Oregonian fashion I got to try the local cider and judge it. (it was good!) 2) I kicked Kara's ass at pinball. Very important. 3) I got MY ass kicked at pinball by literally every other person in the building. Also very important. Because 4) I got to play in a pinball tournament hosted by Belles and Chimes, specifically for women and non binary folks!

How did I, notorious nerves-haver and not a multiplayer pinball player join this?

5) I got to meet Quinn Hills. You know, @quinnhills ? Yeah. I'm still so giggly about it.

Hi. This pic is me, many drinks in, just absolutely giddy getting to meet (and hug!!) one of my favorite artists.

She's so sweet, so kind, and asked if I wanted to join the tournament.

Remember: do what beautiful women ask of you.

I am still kicking myself because I dropped the cliche, "your music has helped me through some really hard stuff." I mean, its absolutely true!! But I had told myself I was gonna be more eloquent than that. Oh well. I would blame the cider, but I was super excited and nervous before that, so I think I'm just a little goofy.

Kara also was happy to meet the woman who's music I had been blaring for that whole six plus hour car ride back to Nashville, and she's agreed to play pinball with me at our home bar! Major win!

We stayed until one in the morning, Kara ordered pizza to the hotel, and we had safe flights back home the rest of the day.

It was such a fun trip and I'm still losing my mind at all the little bits of it.

When I stream next (soon) I'm sure you'll hear about all this again. Along with my breakdown of eclipse conspiracies I've spent far too much time analyzing. <3

#talking tag #quinn hills

[laurzzz]

Introducing... *drum roll*

The Greatest Showman AU! In which I now name as "What's Written in the Stars" (WWITS, for short)

Context at the bottom of each pic! (CW: Violence)

Also, will give more info on what I'm planning to do with this AU at the very bottom (after the cut) so read the full thing please :D

Assistive Care Attendant / Trapeze Act Sun: Each clothing design is for specific phases of the plot. The one with the apron is whilst Sun is still with his owner (him and Moon). The apron get-up is the male robots' default clothing after having been manufactured to become assistive robots for the rich— ofc with different colours that fit the scheme of the robot. The one on the left is showcasing his first time joining the circus, having almost stabbed in the faceplate seconds later by you, Y/N (unintentionally). And, the one on the top is him, a year into joining the circus.

Assistive Care Attendant / Trapeze Act Moon: Each clothing design is for specific phases of the plot. The one where he is tied up is when the Afton virus took hold of his programming having almost killed the father of the children that he and Sun are giving care to. The one on the right is where he's finally gotten the virus at a more stable control through your help and was finally allowed to perform overnight in the circus. And ofc, the one on the top is what he wears when performing.

Laundry Worker / Knife Throwing Act Y/N: I tried to make your design as androgynous as I could I hope I didn't butcher that. Anyhow, you carry a lot of trauma and painful experiences in this plot as an immigrant, orphan, and a very obvious person-of-color, you aren't always welcomed in where you live but you do have good people who took you in after your parents were brutally murdered as a child. You now work in your rescuers' laundry shop— well, not until you joined the circus.

My plans for this AU?

Currently the chapters are in the works, I'm writing Chapter 1 down as this gets posted. My goal is only a total of 5 (long, and will be divided into and released per parts) chapters for the entire plot.

I will also try (emphasis on try) to make a few storyboards I had in mind for this AU, y'know just to make things more interesting. More designs will be showcased sooner or later, as this AU is not only applicable to you and the Assistive Care Attendants (ACA) but also the other main bots of the canon plot of security breach.

Oh also! If you're not familiar with or haven't seen The Greatest Showman just yet, you don't have to see it to understand this AU. This AU can honestly be seen as a standalone AU where you live in the 1850s-1860s and technology started booming because of Fazbear Co (run by Henry Emily, William's co-founder in the canon series; William Afton will have a bit of a different role in the AU) and all that jazz. But unless you don't want spoilers for The Greatest Showman, don't learn more about this AU since it contains A LOT of references, plots, and designs similar to what's portrayed in the movie. Otherwise, have fun getting to know this when I release the first part of the first chapter and so on! :D

This might be one of the biggest things I'll ever make and I'm glad I got these ideas just as the new year is arriving. At least I know what my new year's resolution will be lmao. I hope you guys tune in for more! I have so much love and so much in store for this AU— so much!

Thanks for reading, love you <3

Ps. I rarely say this but reblogs > likes

I appreciate them both btw! I just think it's better for yalls to spread this around so some people who might enjoy this AU would get to see it evolve over time :)

#the greatest showman au #moondrop #sundrop #y/n x sundrop #y/n x moondrop #fnaf security breach au #wwits #laursdraws

[catiuskaa]

sunset paradise

I thought about this while scrolling through pretty summer aesthetic pics in pinterest so I NEEDED to write about seungminnie before propper summer ends (warning: not proofread, its 4am)

word count: 3.3k

warnings: i somehow turned this into angst, but it's still fluff, kinda??? mentions of anxiety, reader might not be the most intelligent person, i came up with the mermaid decision after binge-watching a random episode of Mako Mermaids or however the bleep you call that show in English, unestablished relationship, not proofread, if you feel the need to translate the greek i assure you: go for it, I'm so funny jakdjakdbka

inspired —meaning that i listened to it as I wrote— by Hannah Bang’s song ‘Perfect Blues’ because GOD DOES THE TALENT RUN IN THIS FAMILY (๑>◡<๑)♡

summary: you don’t know whether to call your little escapade a “vacation” or “a way to run away from difficult decisions,” but Greece seems to have your back either way. Still, the deep and mysterious Mediterranean Sea you’ll encounter might show you things quite outstanding. How will that affect your little escape?

a/n: THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR ALL THE SUPPORT MY ACCOUNT AND MY WORKS HAVE REACHED LIKE THE OTHER DAY WE GOT TO 102 FOLLOWERS AND THE LAST POST I MADE GOT TO LIKE 300 VOTES IN NOTHING ASHDHAKDHASJL IM LIKE DREAMING CUZ LIKE I CAN’T BELIEVE IT STILL HAIFBWKBFKAKD<333

bc summer is ending, i’ll try to keep publishing as long as I’m doing good studying. have fun!

She grabbed you by your arm, staring at you deeply, light blue eyes carving their way on your skin, into your brain. Faces merely inches away from one another, her grip feeling too strong considering how old the woman looked.

“Believe me. You’ll save him.” You heard, but her mouth didn’t move an inch, dry parted lips staying still.

You woke up in a sweat, hearing the loud sound of your phone, ringing and vibrating on your nightstand.

“Mmhm?” You murmured to the device, sleepyness rolling on your tongue.

“Where the fuck are you?”

You were in Greece, having found an awesome house you could rent cheap for a couple weeks, since the owner didn’t have a problem with that. You’d finished college, but finding a job wasn’t as easy as it had seemed, so you decided to take your mind off things, at least until money was an issue.

But of course, it wasn’t the only thing —or person— you wanted to escape from.

“D-dad?”

“I asked you a question.” He grunted through the phone, the angry tone sounding somewhat mechanic.

Your spine locked up, your sleep crawling away, the fear and anger taking control of your body.

“How did you find this phone number?” Irritation covered your usually sweet voice, trying to hide the frightened quivers that wanted to let go off your chest.

“I. Asked. You. A. Question.” You shivered at the cold tone, but your mad emotions were stronger.

“You really think I’m going to answer? After all the shit I had to deal with because of you?”

“I was doing what was good for you, idiot! You need to-“

You hung up, your hands started to shake. You guided your palm to your chest, trying to feel your heartbeats, forcing yourself to breathe slowly.

Around fifteen minutes had passed until you felt somewhat better, still, all the sleepyness from before had left every nook and cranny of your body, and between that and the constant heat, it made it impossible to fall sleep.

With a sigh, you approached the small terrace the room had, stepping to the still warm night, even warmer than inside the house. You breathed the slightly salty air, looking at the sea from your balcony, staring mindlessly into the reflections the moon left on the deep-coloured water.

Feeling sweaty and sticky, you changed into the first swim suit you could find, a small childish grin on your face as you roamed around looking for things Vassilia, the owner of the house, said you could use. Finding the diving maskyou had been using for a while, you exited through the stairs of the balcony, then went down the path she had explained, surrounded by bushes and trees full of cicadas who never stopped creaking, adding sounds to the beautiful dark landscape.

The entrance to the sea glowed in your eyes, the water as clear as you had seen it despite the late hours. The refreshing sight lured you in, contrasting to the always hot weather the country had during the summer. The thought of fresh water made you smile, the anxious feeling long gone when you left your flipflops, glasses, towel and phone in a bag laying on a big stone far enough from the water, you waddled your way down the rock-filled alley, approaching the stair that leaded —at least in your head— to freedom.

You put the mask on, head underwater, looking at all the types of small fishes that either approached you with curiosity or ran away after seeing your moving limbs, as you subconciously eyed at the sea urchains, their sharp needle-like bodies being a dangerous sight for your innocent bare feet.

The moonlight iluminated the way underwater, allowing you to see as you swam away, not focused on where you were headed.

You stuck you head out and took the mask off, rubing your eyes because of the salty water that had accidentally entered the diving device, when a splash-like sound almost echoed through the rock caves surrounding the area.

Eyes barely open due to the itchiness, you put the mask again, squinting, roaming, looking for its source, but never in your wildest dreams— you never would’ve expected to find him.

At first, you thought it was just your shitty eyesight, and despite your seasalt-covered eyes, you blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of the figure you were seeing. His eyes were closed, he kept sinking, his blurry arched silhouette reaching to the surface, yet he wasn’t moving, as if a force dragged him down.

Quickly diving back underwater, you felt your ears hurt because of the pressure, yet managed to grab his arm and pull him to the surface. You gided both of you to a small beach, hidden from what you could see from your house.

You pushed him to land, taking your mask and rubbed your bloodshot eyes. Still squinting, you eyed the young man. His face looked young, but very tired. As if he had lived a whole life already.

“Seungmin?” You questioned.

It wasn’t your first time encountering him.

At first, it had been a day when suddenly, you noticed that the small dot you had been staring at from your balcony wasn’t just a bouille that followed the directions of the wind, rather someone’s head, which made a funny idea get stuck into your brain. So you started going for a swim with the only company of the lots and lots of constellations plus small-looking moons and planets.

You usually never found that person whenever you came downstairs. But it wasn’t because he had left at some point. Your eyesight might be bad, but even if you didn’t take your glasses for a swim, you could always feel someone was there. Staring at you.

It never felt weird, which was absolutely crazy. You never felt unsafe under his stare, but rather a comforting warmth that you couldn’t get enough of.

He never did anything aside from looking from afar. Until one day, when your neighbours warned you that there were “μέδουσες” in the water, and due to the lack of an english-greek dictionary, you went for a swim —surrounded by jellyfish.

You felt a sting on the back of your thigh, an it soon got unbearable. You groaned in pain, trying to swim back to the coast, but the ladder seemed too far away, the pulsating pain making the task even harder.

But in that moment, a sudden force from underneath gripped your body.

Him.

You couldn’t see him clearly, just trying to make sense of the slightly blurry image before you.

He took you far away from the ladder, and you groaned, confused. Faster than what you would’ve thought, you arrived elsewhere, and he laid you down on the sand, softly, as if you where made of glass, a beautiful piece that couldn’t be broken.

You whinced when he moved your leg, noticing the marks that started to appear due to the jellyfish.

“I can help you.” He said, a blush on his cheeks, his sweet and soft tone of voice could’ve lulled you to sleep in other situation.

Did I ask for your help?

It had been an intrusive thought, one that reflected the anger you were feeling in that moment, just not towards him. But instead of asking again, he mumbled.

“You didn’t ask, but you need it.”

A shiver ran through your body, and the jellyfish mark kept hurting more by moments.

You nodded softly, laying your head down and closing your eyes, wondering where the fuck was your luck these days, your mind reeling in thoughts of irritation and madness, the ones that had led you to Greece, to the small beach you were laying in.

Suddenly, you felt a soft touch under your chin, and you opened your eyes. He was so close that his once blurred silhouette now made sense in your eyes.

He was... handsome. And attractive. Really atractive. His eyes were so expressive, so inocent looking that it was imposible not to believe it could’ve been fake, that he could be hiding something, yet his expression just displayed pure and raw emotions, a desire to protect and to care that dissarmed you.

And since then, you hadn’t been the same. Ever since he kissed you in that forgotten beach where the cave will never hold the same water, mysteriously healing any pain that you had felt, nothing felt the same.

“Mi luna,” he whispered, lost in your face, your eyes, your lips. You blushed at the nickname. “My moon.”

You always blushed. He loved that.

“What happened?” You wondered, questioning how when either of you was in trouble, you both took the other one to the same spot.

He got comfortable in his place, playing with the sand on one hand, the other one resting on the curve of your hip.

He sighed.

“I can’t… tell you about that.”

You layed next to him in the sand, staring at the Earth’s only moon, the master of tides, as he went back in the water.

“You never tell me anything,” you murmured, lost in your thoughts, almost as if you were speaking to the moon.

“In my head, if I do, I’ll lose you,” he confessed from inside the water, the moonlight highlighting his features. You sat up, staring at him from the beach.

“I can’t lose someone else again, mi luna. I… can’t bare another loss. Not yours,” he trailed off, sinking half of his face underwater, his gaze not daring to stare at you for too long.

“But it can’t… God, Seungmin, you can’t just…”

He blinked, his big puppy eyes staring at you, the rest of his face underwater, and somehow, he could still look handsome and cute. At the same time.

You blushed, and frowned. “You can’t expect me to forget about you. Or about us.”

Not even the sound the cicadas never seemed to cease making could even change the atmosphere between you two that night.

“Us… can’t be a thing.” He stated, a hint of pain in his eyes. “I’ve said it before, mi luna. You deserve someone better… someone more… human.”

You carved your hands on the sand, the result of erosion of rocks barely affected by your emotions, crossing through the space between your fingers.

“At least I deserve the truth. We agreeded on truth. So why can’t you tell me?”

He let out a dry chuckle.

“It’s not that simple.”

“I have all night. For you, all week if you need it.”

His pensive eyes stared at you for a while, cautivating the possibilities.

He went back to your side, his head resting on your shoulder. You couldn’t help but stare at your legs, covered in scars from older days and different memories, and compare it to your partner beside you, being welcomed by a captivating sight, yet the same one that kept you two separated. From different worlds. Resembling the deep blue hues of the ocean, its scales glistened like sapphires, reflecting moonlight in a way that created a mesmerizing play of colors. Along the edges of the tail, delicate fin-like structures extended.

A mermaid’s tail. A real one, that is.

“Remember when not too long after we met, I asked you the date?” He mumbled, almost to himself, but waited for your answer.

“Yeah. I thought it was weird.” You shrugged.

He took your hand in his, an started playing with your fingers.

“I… didn’t dare to ask you the year.”

Your body tensed up. He sighed, still on your shoulder.

“Because the day I turned into… this. It was a windy afternoon. The 17th of September, 1987.”

“Oi, Minnie!” His brother Lix called. “I found grandpa’s old fishing rods!”

The blond boy approached the younger with a cheeky smile on his face, his freckles splashed all over his face due to the constant exposure to the sun.

After all, the family had always worked in the fishing businness, so it was no surprise that their sons spent their days out in the sea.

“Lixxie, I don’t think we should go out today… the weather looks like shit.” Seungmin mentioned, giving the clouds a somewhat worriedsome look.

“Don’t be such a party pooper, Min! We’ll be back soon!”

But none of them would’ve guessed what would happen that day.

The moment they set sail, they had sentenced each other…

“κορίτσι μου, είσαι καλά?”

You stared at the old woman before you. You had laid out your towel in the community’s garden, knowing that the gardener wouldn’t show up that evening.

Instead of embarassing yourself, you gently made a cross sign with your arms.

“No greek?” You tried, hoping she’d speak a word of English, as you shyly tried to mymic to her that you didn’t speak her language.

Her eyebrows shot up in comprehension, and she gestured to your phone, that layed by your side. You smiled, quickly picking it up and handling her the translator.

“Everything ok?” She typed.

You sighed, not bothering to put up a smile as you shook your head sideways.

“I’m having trouble with a friend, and I don’t think I can help him.”

She frowned as she read the sentence in your phone. The ambiance turned eerie around the both of you, the Sun having a hard time to warm you up all of a sudden.

“Follow me.”

She hadn’t spoken. No one had, yet that was the clearest english-speaking voice you’d heard in a while.

Putting a long shirt over your bikini, you took your towel and bag and did as ordered, without putting too much thought on it.

You entered her house, and sat where she gestured, staring at the classical greek-styled building that kind of resembled yours, except the decoration looked older, at least that. You fiddled with the end of your shirt as the old woman’s steps sort of echoed through the house.

She soon came back, looking weirdly fragile, but smiled as she approached you. Meeting her halfway, she made a sign and you followed, raising your hand, meeting her, which she had closed in a tight fist.

At first you thought it had been the buzzing from insects, but then a voice started sounding clearer and clearer.

“…κυριολεκτικά δεν…. πληρώνομαι για αυτό. αν το μεταφράσεις αυτό, γεια, είμαι…. εγώ στις τρεις…. το πρωί και σε αγαπώ…”

You gave the woman a sketchy look, but again, the Sun came back and she smiled, as if nothing had ever happened.

“Believe me. You’ll save him.”

You moved your hand away, yet you looked at it confused, feeling a weigh on it. It was a small necklace, silver, probably, a small, white stone attached to it.

She guided you towards the exit, but when you turned around to thank her, she wasn’t there.

You clenched the collar in your fist.

“Guess that’s how magic works,” you huffed to yourself, hoping to bring some comedy to what had just happened.

You waited till midnight and you calmly approached the beach, and waited there for him.

“Mi luna,” he sighed, and you sighed too, unconciously letting out air you hadn’t realised you were holding.

“I think- no, first I need to…” You shook your head sideways, thinking of ways to word your statements.

He approached you, staying with half of his body in the water, laying a hand on your thighs.

“Did something happen?” He questioned, the same genuine worry on his eyes, reclected as clear as the stars that could be seen in the nightsky.

“I went to the public library this morning,” you started. “And looked for the newspaper printed in september 17th, or sometime around that week, year 1987.”

His eyes widened.

“The headlines were all quite similar, at least from what I found. Two young adults were lost during the storm in a small village’s coast. Kim Seungmin, 22 years old, reported missing.”

“Does-,” he gulped, eyes glistening, almost choking with his own saliva. “Does it say anything about-?”

“Lee Felix. He… survived.” You mentioned calmly, smiling halfheartedly at him.

How on Earth could someone be so pure at heart? So, so worried about who he called his brother but wasn’t even blood related to him?

In a sudden burst of emotions, he took impulse and grabbed your cheeks, cupping your face.

“He’s alive!” He chanted happily, then planting a small peck on your lips. “God, he’s alive!”

“I think I have other good news.”

He stopped prancing around in the water and went back to your side, closer this time.

You let the necklace drop and hang in your fingers, his eyes trailing its every movement.

“Is that…?”

“So you know it.” You chuckled lightly. “I had to search all over the place for an explanation of this. I got nothing… so… care to explain… please…?”

He giggled slightly, still happy from the last news. He then cleared his throat, calming down, and crawled to the coast, leaning on the sand.

“There was an old sailor’s tale my grandfather used to tell me at night, when the sea is calm and the sky is clear,” he started, staring at the constelations above. “Out of all my actual familly members, he was one of the most tolerable, if I must say,” he chuckled lowly, his stare getting lost for a moment.

“What was the story about?” You questioned quietly, not wanting to yank him back from his memories too violently.

He closed his eyes, as if resting them. He inhaled sharply. “It was more of a poem. I think I remember it all.”

In ocean's embrace, a necklace of silver gleams,

Forged from love's remnants, of gods and their dreams.

Once Medusa's beauty, now mythic and rare,

It weaves tales of enchantment, beyond time's wear and tear.

A treasure bestowed by Poseidon's deep heart,

A token of love, worlds forever apart.

Adorning a neck, it weaves fate's grand dance,

Turning mere mortals to mermaids, in a water-bound trance.

With marble that whispers of secrets untold,

And a clasp that binds souls to mysteries of old.

Moonlight's embrace brings its magic alive,

As humans turn mermaids, in an aquatic dive.

Yet beware, for power is a double-edged song,

A choice to be made, in the currents so strong.

To shed tail for legs, and legs for a tail,

Is a choice that ensnares, like love's fated trail.

In Poseidon's guilt and debt, a tale is spun,

Of transformation, desires moon-kissed and won.

A necklace of silver, from gods' ancient lore,

A token of love that forever shall soar.

The words weighed more than they should’ve on that night, lingering as the dark deepened, a tranquil sense of serenity covered the beach and its cave, creating an intimate haven for both Seungmin and you, and those who seeked refuge in the harmonious convergence of land, sea, and the cosmos above.

“The poem mentions that because of Poseidon and Medusa’s love affair, the necklace was made. It’s not clear how, but it adds that it was due to his ‘guilt and debt’. I suppose it was meant to be a gift for Medusa herself, before her punishment.” The mermaid explained, soft features in a zoned-out state, hands playing with the waves that the water created at his movements.

“Do you believe it?” You wondered, eyes digging into the piece of jewlery in your hands, as if that was going to give you the answers that you needed.

“I believe that if there’s nothing that you feel you’ve lost in the human world, we can try with little to no consequences. Whatever happens, I’ll remain by your side, mi luna.” He stated, pensive, then gave you a look, the same question pounding on both of you.

“Let’s.”

He’s staring at you, as if giving you another chance to think about it, maybe thinking you answered really fast, but you just stared at him smiling, a hint of pink in your cheeks.

God, you loved him so much —like grief loves rain: endlessly and without restraint, end, or beginning.

He smiled with you, letting out a hand.

“Shall we, mi luna?”

~Kats, who doesn’t know how the füçk she pulled off that poem at 4:32 am, and also needed to show off her greek duolingo skills… somehow.

happy end of summer, at least to you my loves, because i feel like mine’s not going to be happy at all -smiles, crying, then sighs-

#stray kids #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #soft hours #stray kids fluff #skz scenarios #stray kids fanfic #stray kids imagines #stray kids fic #skz fluff #skz #skz fanfic #seungmin skz #kim seungmin #skz seungmin #stray kids seungmin #kim seungmin fluff #skz felix #skz angst #stray kids angst #light angst #kim seungmin angst #angst with comfort #angst with a happy ending #kpop #seungmin smut #seungmin fanfic #seungmin fluff #seungmin

[thomas-mvller]

Tag games x 3!

Right so i was tagged by some lovely people to do three tag games. Thank you so much and sorry for the delay 🙏

Tagging pretty much the first twenty people in my notes just because idk who to tag (no pressure!): @lewypool @youknowitsworthfightingfor @chelleisamazing @shrimpeon @gxtzeizm @be-lucky-again @captainaudax @fcbalding @miss-i-ship-it @probayern @fabioquartararhoe @footballandfiasco @football-sucks @acrazybayernfan @ysommer @debushit @footballandshit @miasanmuller @o-lin-jokeis @lokilow-keystabbing and whoever wants to do these! just say i tagged you (especially with the songs one I'm in NEED for new stuff 🙏)!

Here we go:

I was tagged by my brother from another mother aka ander aka @miasanmuller to do this pic crew thingy and i want to say sorry for the delay because for some gosh darned reason the link just wouldn't work for me???? had to use another device to make it work so yeah, sorry and thank you 🥺

Here's the link to do this kind of pic, you don't have to be 100% accurate like just have fun (even though i did try to make it look as accurate as possiblexdxd)

The only fake thing about this is that my snakebites are gone 😭 maybe i should get them repierced...

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I was tagged by @acrazybayernfan to list 10 songs I've been obsessing with lately, thank you lise! 😘

In no particular order:

- stinkin thinkin by happy mondays

- six months in a leaky boat - split enz

- solitude standing - suzanne vega

- here comes the moon - george harrison

- he barrido el sol - los tres

- antologia - shakira

- somewhere down the crazy river - robbie robertson

- i don't care - shakespears sister

- Коханці - the hardkiss

- get a life - midge ure ft. jbk

The title of this mix is "going through it even though idk what I'm going through because none of these go with each other" 🤪

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I was tagged by @o-lin-jokeis to do this other piccrew pic thingy and it's adorable, thanks lin! 😄

Here's the link to do this cute edit:

ISN'T THIS ADORABLE???

The funniest thing is that i indeed own that frog hat, courtesy of my pal fath from sg ♡

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Well that's about it! have a lovely week everyone ^^

#ask games #yaay! #tag games are so fun!!!1

[esotheria-sims]

Sims Tag

Got tagged by the fabulous @deedee-sims - thank you! 🤗 Throwing in a random in-game pic because I can.

1. What’s your favourite sims death?

Hum, tough one. I guess being struck by lighting is pretty cool, not that I get to see it that often. Also being hit by a satellite, but I’ve literally never seen it happen in my game unless I cheat.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match?

Alpha, obviously. Although I prefer to call my style ‘semi-realistic’.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight?

I used to, but now I’m like, nah. Let those sims have some meat on their bones!

4. Do you use move objects?

All the time, bruh.

5. Favorite mod?

If I only had to pick one, then Gunmod’s radiance lighting. Picked based on the fact that it’s always the first mod I get whenever I have to reinstall.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got?

I think it was Nightlife? But my PC from back then was so weak that I couldn’t get the EP to work at all, save for a couple outfits that were randomly showing up in CAS.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing?

Been pronouncing it ‘aLive mode’ ever since I started simming. I never even knew there was a debate about it until I saw a post on simblr some years ago.

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

What, just one? D: I have a bunch of faves, and you can probably tell who they are by the fact that they crop up in every new iteration of my game.

9. Have you made a simself?

Never, nor do I plan to! Having a sim version of myself in the game would just feel weird.

10. What sim traits do you give yourself?

I don’t know them all by heart and I’m too lazy to google 'em, so pass. xD

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color?

I wouldn’t say that I necessarily have a favorite, but I noticed a lot of my sims tend to have black hair.

12. Favorite EA hair?

Imma go with hairshortcombed solely based on the fact that I don’t have a burning urge to replace it the second I see it in my game.

13. Favorite life stage?

Adults, duh. And teens. They’re pretty fun too.

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

I do a bit of everything, but I definitely lean more towards gameplay, especially since starting my BaCC.

15. Are you a CC creator?

Yep! Got my own cc tag and everything! 🙂

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad?

I want to think so! ^^

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4)

Sims 2 all the way, babey!

18. Do you have any sims merch?

Nah

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims?

Nah

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing?

I think it’s gotten more consistent? I’ve been trying to find a balance between realistic and cartoony cc to maintain that elusive ‘semi-realistic’ look that I’m so fond of, and I like to think that I have a pretty good grasp on it now, after so many years of simming.

21. What’s your Origin ID?

Never had one, lol.

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator?

One favorite cc creator? BRUH. I have a 10GB downloads folder, and you better believe every creator whose cc is in there is my favorite! 🤣

23. How long have you had a simblr?

11 years! Golly, has it really been that long?

24. How do you edit your pictures?

By offering a blood sacrifice on a full moon. Nah, kidding. No blood is spilled during my editing process, though it does feel that way sometimes, considering how effin' long it takes me to iron out all the small kinks that annoy me about my screenshots. I kinda hoped having a dedicated photoshop action would help, but it only speeds up the process so much, unfortunately. :(

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next?

For Sims 2? Dunno man. Maybe a higher-res remake with all existing EPs/SPs and all known issues ironed out. Which is probably never gonna happen, but a girl can dream, right?

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far?

I’m partial to Apartment Life because it introduced witches, one of my favorite supernatural life states!

I’m tagging: @blackswan-sims @eleysims @episims @rudhira @ho3sferatu @analog-mothman @nervosims @frauhupfner @mrs-mquve-cc and @gphoenixsims! But feel free to ignore! ^^

#tag meme #meme #sims 2 #ts2 #sims #bacc #wyverns bay extras #wb townies #charlie o'donnel #mine

[bryastar]

word salad #12

oh shoot I'm back edition!

alrighty so, hi, it's been a bit. so I guess I should explain my absence a bit but I ended up getting a certain respiratory illness which included trouble breathing, headaches, nausea, fatigue, and it was so bad that it took me out for basically an entire week.....

yeah pneumonia isn't fun

anyway......

what have I been up to that hasn't been staying in bed all day while doom scrolling way too far in TikTok...

probably a tiny thing here but I reorganized my ipad icons a bit, keeping all the drawing apps on one screen (plus the battery info for the pencil), socials on the next, and games at the end. seems less overwhelming....and cuz I like the background art ^^; (art by @wavecipher)

solar eclipse! we had to drive out an hour towards the path of totality to be able to see it, but honestly this was one of the coolest experiences I've ever got to witness! pictures don't do it full justice and it's really hard to describe the mood. just being able to witness the moon slowly creeping in front of the sun slowly while experiencing this beautiful mix of daytime and nighttime vibes simultaneously....aaaa! I was really sad before I wasn't able to see much of the 2017 eclipse previously and I wanted to make certain it worked out this year, and just so happened that everything lined up perfectly (teehee) to be able to see this! (top pic taken by amber, the others by me)

butts! I ended up using a combination of pose to pose and straight ahead animation here. I wanted to try and push myself with this and experiment, and I'm discovering a bit that I enjoy doing things like water splooshes. down the line I wanna touch on more things like water ripples or fire animation too.

all of this happened before I got sick and bedridden and I was a bit worried that I would lost the drive to anima--

nope! still got it! I'm pretty happy with how this came out! I asked for a random object and a random action at home and got "apple" and "jumping" and I decided to add the bit at the end with it bonking and bruising itself. I used a mix of drawing individual frames, but also simple subtle transforms when the change was minimal anyway to streamline the work just a bit.

I originally struggled with getting the impact to look right. adding a smoke cloud and simulating a camera shake seemed to help with that (which I struggled originally because I tried to keyframe it in capcut but because it's animated of twos that came off weird and the earthquake effect didn't satisfy me either so I had to just manually move everything in toonsquid...which ended up taking less time overall anyway) I especially like the doubling/smear frame I made right before it hits the ground.

I think improvements I wanna make is planning out the facial expressions more. there is a point where the apple realizes it loses balance but I think it happens way too fast to be properly noticible at full speed. also I did abuse the transform tool juuust a bit much at the end so maybe I'll stick with reserving that for ease in and outs.

lately I've been in a bit of a Starfox kick. I ended up finding the N64 cartridge at a game shop (only $40 USD which was definitely a bit cheaper than I was expecting for a first party title) and I'm honestly really impressed with how well it looks compared to the NSO version on switch, particularly with transparency effects, colours seem bolder (the gold rings in particular stand out more), and how smooth the game runs overall (with occasional but expected slowdowns in certain areas). also the voice samples seem to sound more accurately to a radio signal. I also wanna see if I can get the 3ds version of SF64 sometime too and compare that.

alrighty so apologies for the extra word salading this time around but there was a lot to catch up on. hopefully I can keep up a bit more as I start to get back towards 100%

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#word salad #journal #starfox 64 #star fox #retro video games #retro gaming #ipad animation #animation smear #animation #toonsquid #effects animation #solar eclipse #eclipse #eclipse 2024 #path of totality #mlp #mlp oc #mlp oc art #bright star #nintendo #pneumonia #apple #Youtube

[doubleddenden]

so i beat the main story of Teal Mask, and I decided to try something wildly different with my dlc team than i usually do

More under cut

I was told the levels would be somewhat similar to IoA- roughly level 60s, so I made a very rough decision to box a lot of mons I actually WANTED to take with me because they're just too over leveled.

So instead of using like 3 pokemon i've used from my main team, 2 transfers, and 1 new pokemon, I decided to use... well, 1 mon from a past team transferred in to get me started, 1 mon for that that actually stuck, and 1 mon from my base game that I never really used. And in the case of H Samurott, I mainly had him at the very beginning until i could catch a new water type- I have this thing about needing certain colors and types. The rest are mons I caught and raised entirely in Kitakami.

Gotta say, it was refreshingly difficult. I actually had to work to get them high enough level because- spoilers- it's actually not that easy in Kitakami, and it actually gets harder- like level 70 and higher bosses harder- like teams comprised of level 70+ pokemon. I probably COULD have brought some old Pokemon and still have had trouble, but I decided on this bit and I stuck with it for a pretty refreshing team.

So, with that said, my team:

Hisuian Typhlosion- Shogun. Actually, this is the one non Paldean Pokemon I ended up keeping on my final team, and ended up the highest level. I caught after my Legends Arceus playthrough, and he's actually the same one pictured here

he served as my "starter" for Kitakami and did an okay job at it. Not quite as powerful as I'd like, but I always wanted to get another chance to try using one- and I got it!

2. Yanmega, Racer- My first catch upon entering the region. Always wanted a Yanmega! It's a lot cooler than expected- a bit of a glass cannon, but fun nonetheless.

3. Poliwrath, Fesh Pince- I think I used one a long, long time ago as a kid, but that Poliwrath has been lost to time. This one is named after a Poliwrath I had a fan game playthrough I did, and that one is named after the Fesh Pince of Blair- a stupid but funny youtube poop of Fresh Prince. I often found myself saying "We've got to attack him" as I tossed him out. He pulled some decent weight and was crucial as a wall in catching Okidogi and Fezandipiti.

4. Morpeko, MorMarnie- Okay so... She sucks lol, but it literally attacked me out of the blue and I decided I like how cute it is- especially Hangry mode. It did have one or 2 good victories and moments, but it did lose a lot lol. But still, I like having at least 1 designated "buddy" pokemon on my team anyway.

5. Baxcalibur, Hollabax- This one was added after I wasn't feeling certain vibes from my team, and it fixed it right up. He didn't even have a nickname until a few minutes ago- I was planning originally to use it in my first SV run, but I got too attached to my Cetitan after it literally waddled up to me and let me catch it in one ball throw as a baby. Hollabax is strong though, gave me a bit of a needed boost when things started getting difficult- but its typing actually balances it out, because while it is strong, it gets taken out pretty easily. I like him though- initially i was going to go with a "japan" themed team, and he kinda ironically fits if we go with the idea he's godzilla.

6. Blood Moon Ursaring, Yoginator- The very same one from this pic

He's a big boy, quite literally the tallest Pokemon on my team at 8 feet tall. When I first fought it, it literally almost wiped my team- if it weren't for Scout the Furret getting in one last good hit, I'd have lost. THEN Yoginator replaced him, lol. He's a living example of "The boss when you fight him vs the boss when he joins the party," as he kinda kicked ass but not nearly as much as expected. Still, he's neat and I like him.

Reserves:

Furret, Scout- Scout was actually my Furret from 3DS Silver, and one of my current favs right now. Such a friend shaped Pokemon

She got me started for the first small bit of the main story, and landed the last hit to win against Blood Moon Ursaluna. Wasn't really as strong as I'd liked, but it was still nice to have an old friend with me.

2. H Samurott, Muramasa- my starter in Legends Arceus, and at most a very temporary body guard until I found Fesh Pince. He's strong and actually helped against some raids I found while I was there. I wish I could have used him tbh- I hope Indigo Disk keeps the trend of higher levels, because if so I might bring him there.

3. Dipplin, Dipper- Was part of the team for a bit, but it was around getting Morpeko I started feeling a vibe was off in my team. Normally I'd prioritize a new Pokemon over older ones, but in this case I decided that I needed a bit more fire power after it kept losing repeatedly. INTERESTINGLY, Apparently Dipplin can use Eviolite- that means it theoretically can EVOLVE- just not now. Maybe in pt 2, and maybe then I'll try again with it

4. Ogerpon, name pending- And the special boy. Such a cute fella, and I wanna spoil him a bunch. I added him to my team, replacing Morpeko so I could take on the stronger Oger gang trainers and generally just explore more stuff I might have missed. Have I mentioned he's a very good boy? I love him

Overall, this team was a challenge to raise on short notice, but it actually made the dlc a lot of fun and not just a spam A to win fest.

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon teal mask #pokemon scarlet and violet spoilers #pokemon teal mask spoilers #pokemon team #hisuian typhlosion #poliwrath #yanmega #morpeko #blood moon ursaluna #baxcalibur #kitakami

[smol-bean-of-the-smols]

I posted 9,594 times in 2022

That's 9,586 more posts than 2021!

296 posts created (3%)

9,298 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@lowestechelonabomination

@adultkiddo

@basilletheprecious

@drwninglessonz

@walking-meme

I tagged 2,128 of my posts in 2022

#bean's random thoughts - 176 posts

#asks - 66 posts

#my art - 50 posts

#motojirou kajii - 46 posts

#:o - 46 posts

#bungou stray dogs - 43 posts

#bsd kajii - 43 posts

#bsd - 41 posts

#&lt;3 - 39 posts

#yeah - 39 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#zoning out or thinking of a whole plot to a story you'll never write is so much more entertaining than something someone else wants us to do

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

PLEASE DRAW OLIVER TREE LIKE THIS HE LOOKS LIKE THE BURNING ELMO MEME

here's your order!!

the lemons are there spiritually, trust me

84 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

#4

finished another attack for art fight!

used a different brush for the lines to get a cleaner look. and colored them too since i couldn’t shade much so thats the garnish.

this is @kitty-c4t​ ‘s Dreamkeeper AU of Sun and Moon!! They are so pretty and sparkly, so I absolutely had to draw them.

(also i forgot to shade the floof on the cape but i only noticed after i already submitted it)

119 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

#3

after a month of procrastinating and not knowing when this was done, i present onto thee:

a frame redraw with the intention of making it more detailed and dramatic than it needs to be

there are. too many layers. clip studio was lagging.

regardless, i really enjoyed creating this

(we ignore the absence of the oil drum. i did not want to render it)

(also the B♡ on the scarf is just my signature thing, for those unfamiliar with my work)

ref pic belowwwww

See the full post

236 notes - Posted September 15, 2022

#2

finished my first artfight attack!! finally

this is Universal Library Moon, created by @pinkiepig​ ! This was super fun, I love his design so much. I’m probably gonna try Sun soon as well

278 notes - Posted July 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

OH I JUST REALIZED I CAN POST SOMETHING I FINISHED WEEKS AGO

SO HERE

behold, moon man. i was gonna give him a cape but that was too much work.

no layer count cuz im tired as hell and my eyes are killing me

lines under the cut

See the full post

518 notes - Posted April 27, 2022

Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

Of course my Daycare Attendants art got the most attention. Also holy shit I didn't realize how much I reblog.

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #that 9th tag is <3 btw. it shows up really funky

[cocamalfeta]

Why are you always quoting that old Taekook blog? I’ve read their blog, too, and as with all Tumblr Taekook blogs, find some things I agree with and other stuff that I don’t. What ideas of theirs do you agree with?

I’m not really in the mood to get into specifics rn, more for providing just a general idea. Everything I re-posted and liked from her blog, it’s sth I’d agree with –I like the way she writes and thinks, I also love her insights on the Asian mindset, and I believe she had a deep grasp of members' characters and bonds. I liked too that her observations were so reality rooted, so no doubt her assessments feel quite brutal at times. Overall, her blog is my comfort place to go, it’s overtly entertaining and fun, and many posts of hers I’d ‘ve read like many times already.

However, I think that no matter what, people shouldn’t rely on their observations as their primarily way to assess anything. They’re indeed valuable, but extremely risky, first because it’s just not possible to ever know the whole picture, and there’re always external forces, context/ environment, biases, that’ll influence your views and will make you sway from one place to another. That's the part where I disagree the most with her.  But this is something that she acknowledged and tried to mend somewhat later. She'd fight with other Jkkrs, and try to make them recover some sense, to no avail. As she’d become at one point de facto one of them, so it’s not wonder she'd be forever mocked by them. Then she'd start her own musings on her blog. 

If you want some instances of things I’d agree with her (there’re a lot more but I’d more time to find the quotes). She wrote, in a more frivolous manner, on Jimin solo album:

I do not think he has had much hands-on participation in composing and writing lyrics.He probably gave pointers to RM like I want the song to have references to moon and sea and the moon wants to see me and I'm missing the moon and stuff like that. I think his album will be full of references to kookie and some his close friends that we will not realize.(Early August 22) 

If the lyrics have too much intricacies, it definitely will have come from RM. Let's wait and see. If I am not wrong I also predicted there will be a lot of references to moon and how he is missing the moon or the moon is missing him or sun and moon. Let's wait. (End of September 22 post)

More seriously,  I’d like to find the exact quote now on Jungkook promoting Jimin, but she wrote in 22 or before something like: Jungkook supporting Jimin in the way he needs it or something along these lines. I remembered her words now, when Jungkook apologized because he’d forgotten the latest single by Jm. 

Finally, about you mentioning her blog was “old”. If only people were more aware of general past of BTS and their relationships, many wouldn’t be grieving so hard with latest developments of these past years. These "old" Blogs who posted in real time are the most useful to have a better understanding of their reality (or part of that reality) at the time and to avoid re-interpreting, re-writing their history and to put things more into context. Now, her blog was absolutely on the fringe of the Tkk fandom, it didn’t represent at all Taekook fandom state, like, in 2018.  She wasn’t even a Tkk blog –more like a Tae/Jk solo who happened to realise through her observations that there was sth between them –she was at a very early stage of being a Tkkr.

I hope I’d made some sense with this. Have a nice day! 

Jas, a nice Taekook pic:

#taekook

[cosettepontmercys]

Hi!! I know it's been a few days but how was the movie and crowd for you? What did you think? I hope you had so much fun! I saw your outfit in the pic you posted and it looked cute. How was it seeing the second time compared to the first? Did people like your bracelets? I really admire your craftiness and creativity cuz that is so not me but I wish I could be and I'm not that good at journaling either. But I agree it would probably be a good way to meet people. That's so nice and thoughtful to make some for your friends in other countries. I forgot to ask you how your last concert was..to see Renee Rapp so how was it? Her album is on my list and also am planning to listen to Holly Humberstone's album sometime this week. What do you think of her being in the Mean Girls movie or the movie in general? The musical is okay to me but the movie is just so iconic.

Those are a lot of my favorites too! Specifically Mirrorball, Cardigan, Daylight, You're on your own kid, Mastermind and Nothing New and Forever Winter! There wasn't really a crowd at my show..and probably less than 10 people..there was us and another group and maybe two more people and we all sat different spots in the theater, and we had our own space..so it was like watching it at home in a way lol which is fine. I already experienced the crowd at the actual show. What were your favorite parts of the movie?

I just told her that you love Taylor and theater/Broadway and you were named after Cosette. I hope so too..I will update you if or when we end up going. Ya that's what I thought about Cancers..I don't really know much about what moon signs actually mean so maybe I'll look more into it. I'm not a huge birthday person either and maybe it's cuz I'm a twin but I've always liked sharing my birthday. We usually make M&M and chocolate chip cookies.

That's so cool and must have been a great experience! I've never met an online friend before and have a hard time making actual online friends. I mostly just send anons to people but don't usually share things about myself online or have someone call me a specific anon or anything so it's sweet that you did. I only have a short list of places I wanna travel to and I haven't been a lot of places so I don't have much to add.

Okay I'll keep that in mind. The only thing I know about it is was the so haunt me then quote which intrigued me and the Kate Bush song lol. I did start reading Little Women at one point but then I just watched the movie lol. I am also just not very good with classics in general though. I wanna try finishing my other book this week if I can so next week works for me and I'll try to keep up as much as I can. I hope you have a wonderful week!!!

hi hi! i really loved it! i saw it on friday with one of my best friends and it was really fun — i was able to trade some bracelets in the parking lot / by concessions / inside, and the vibes were really chill! there were a few people singing and dancing but the way our cinemas are sloped/tiered meant it didn't block people's views (i was also in the back row)! no one really did the chants though, which i was surprised by? and then on sunday i went with my mom and i didn't really trade bracelets ( gave a bunch to the cinemark employees though! ) because the vibes were ... different! but people on sunday were a lot more ... enthusiastic! all the chants, dancing, etc! my mom had fun though; she turned to me as we were leaving and asked if i'd want to go see the movie again with her which was really cute 🥺! people were really nice about my bracelets; a girl i traded with on friday told me later that evening that my bracelet was her favorite one she got that night and it made my day! the renee rapp show was fine — i was really on the fence on if i still wanted to go, honestly, but am glad i went ultimately! i didn't love her album as much as i did her EP, and i think that she's so so talented vocally but the way her music is produced doesn't always let her vocals shine, if that makes sense? a lot of people near me were a little ... 😵‍💫 though in terms of concert etiquette! i hope you like holly's album; i've been listening to that a lot since it came out (and finally got around to listening to the new boygenius last night). the mean girls musical is fun; i've never seen it live (i had tickets to see taylor louderman's second to last show but was ... hungover ... and ended up selling my ticket to a friend haha) but i think it could've been better/stronger! i was really excited for it, because i love what they did with legally blonde but was disappointed with some of the score for mean girls. a small part of me was hoping that sabrina would reprise her role as cady, because i really like what i heard of her cady, and was sad her time as cady got cut short!

wow!! that's not a lot of people! it was pretty packed at both showings, but i actually got tickets to see it on 10/27 with my mom again, and so far, it's just us and one other person in that cinema! i really liked this movie (incredibly salty about things that got cut though), but i got a little motion sick at some of the shots. but i get motion sick easily, so that's more on me haha! i got really really sad/emotional during specific scenes and was thinking a lot about seeing it in person and the memories i made during my shows. i think my favorite parts were really just seeing how my mom and my best friend reacted to different things (i made my mom watch the entire thing on youtube a few months ago & it was my best friend's first time watching it)! i think my favorite eras sets are still fearless, speak now and folklore though, but they're all just so good! what about you?

that sounds so fun! do you bake a lot? i used to really like baking but haven't baked as much lately (but i do love baking cakes and oatmeal raisin cookies)!

i have met quite a few online friends — and have been incredibly lucky to do so! actually, three of the girlies i saw eras with were online friends who are super dear to my heart!! and we're online friends 🥰 ! we've been online friends before i knew your name!! i always love chatting with you; i think our back and forth long ask/answer conversations are so fun!

i read the appeal and the twyford code yesterday (both by janice hallett) and they were very very clever! i've got a busy week ahead, but am hoping to finish listening to curious tides on audiobook, and maybe some other books i'm in the middle of, and then am excited for our upcoming buddy read!!! hope you're having a good tuesday & a good week!

#post: answered #🩷 anon

[psychelis-new]

I'm doing fine too, thank you.

Im happy that you like the gif. The moon looks like it's leaning towards Waxing Gibbous. Sad that the gif resolution has been ruined. In the actual video, you can actually see the moon surface (the crater).

Thanks for answering and sharing at the same time about your Autumn and how Autumn feels like. I get that Autumn (from your description) has a very melancholic vibes could be the colours or the weather or because it was what I would call a "pre-winter" or "pre-christmas" feeling. Everyone will start thinking about their love ones. And the weather makes people want to spend more time at home making everyone isolate (well not really but).

Also Autumn has a very tricky/confusing feeling to it. The colour of the world looks warmth but it's cold. Confusing to the body. Tricky for a first timer. When I first hear people wear coats in the Autumn I was like huh? Cause I thought Autumn, comes after Summer. Autumn is my 2nd favourite season after Spring. The sun also feels like (in my imagination) softly hitting my skin. I would also love to sunbathe in that weather. Actually there are places that had higher altitudes than my place. This town/city is at the base of a mountain. You can see the same amount of sun but it feels colder and the sun feels softer.

About you and your lizard friend, do you mean like gecko/chameleon?

Rainy autumn? Does it rain like shower?

I get how annoying it is to have runny nose because of the sudden temperature change. I might straight up get a fever.

I bet your house smell like a bakery. I don't know why I started to smell ginger bread and orange chocolate chip cookies. What would you love to try this year?

Rice with cheese 😋 are the rice flour biscuits sweet/savoury? We have rice flour crackers in the shape of a cookie and it's coated with savoury flavouring. It's hard to bite at first. Once you take a bite it has a satisfying crunch to it.

My country only have two season. Dry/hot season and wet/rainy season. That's of course for being at the Equator (Tropical climate). When it's in the dry season the closes to describe it is like in Hawaii, California or Miami. Wet/Rainy season range to feeling like a shower in a romantic drama to basically standing under Niagara Falls. The one I'm in right now is the niagara falls one.

Thank you for the images. They look like an Autumn moodboard. It gives a very unique vibe. A little warm colour with a splash of cool tone.

I took a pic of the moon some time ago, I will send it to you. It shows some craters too. Too bad indeed about the quality of teh gif. I was born during waning gibbous, this waxing gibbous kinda made me think about it.

Yeah maybe it's me but I do feel a little melancholic when it comes to Autumn (and I am even more on Christmas tbh lol). Maybe you're right, it's right at the end of Summer, a warm fun time, and a moment of passage to Winter, where everything is in a pause. Maybe it's also the "inner closure" that makes it all more melancholic. Yeah it's not really isolating per se but... it can be seen as a time to self reflect about what has been, as nature does.

Yes you're right, Autumn is confusing to our body. Today for example, it's hella cold outside but the sun feels so warm. It's like a battle through the day, in the morning cold wins and in the afternoon suns gets to get its revenge. I bet the more you go up near the mountains the more different it gets there. So you still have the same amount of sun? Woah, it changes here, we have less sun during the day as it is lower in the sky. But ofc having two seasons doesn't make it change so much immediately, it makes sense. I do hope one day you can experience this warmth.

Lizards here are similar to geckos but are smaller in size and generally always in shades of green and brown. You can generally hold them in one hand despite their long tail (I used to catch them as a kid... I wasn't aware of the stress I was causing, I'm very sorry, but this -not being scared of touching them- helped me save a couple of them from drowning). Anyway I'll add a lizard's pic I took at the end of my reply.

Yeah very often it rains like showers. Especially these days. It really rains heavily for few minutes like a cascade, and then it stops. Summer rain is more gentle (except for when there are storms or hailstorms... this year has been crazy tbh). Does it snow where you live?

I tend to have a sensitive throath so I generally have to wear light scarves pretty early but yeah... this is a time for sneezing lol Dunno, I think you being used to mountains, you probably would do just fine? Even if it gets warmer during the day.

Yeah at times it does smell like a bakery here. My grandpa was a baker and I think I got to get something from him despite I almost don't remember him, except for a scene alone. Maybe we're in touch somehow. This year I want to bake some cookies or try a different type of cake, Idk... I'll see what inspires me. Do you bake?

Ooh those crackers remind me of some we have here too. I'd like to try and see if there's difference (I bet there is anyway: ours aren't really tasty and we use puffed rice tbh). But these biscuits are sweet. They kinda look like Ringos, but they're way smaller (like half) and the two biscuits sides are a little more pointy; the filling is made with chocolate as well. We made them with normal rice and also red rice.

Oh so you experience rain cascades too. Do you have monsoons, right? With you being near the mountains and comparing your weather to California's, I think I already know the answer but is your dry season still humid? Cause where I live it's as humid as the Tropical forest (a studious said so), in my area we have the weirdest climate.

No problem, thank you for this chat and your interest!

(lizard here:)

#. #tw lizard

[dwaeki]

beomgyu as ur bf ! (random headcanons)

pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comedy

warnings: none other than poorly written fluff, intended lower case and maybe some spelling errors :D

a/n: YET AGAIN I WENT WITH THE FLOW SO SORRY IF IT'S KINDA BAD- keep in mind that english isnt my first language thank you <3

another one of my ults nfakjnglkejngr

you're dating a clown-

honestly, how do u even survive because he's actually so annoying

but he loves you though, i promise <3

an actual brat.

teases you a LOT !!! but never in a mean way.

if you trip over your own feet and fall, he's probably going to laugh at you, offering his hand to help you up but then quickly pulling it back to mess with you!

or if you accidentally drop your phone, spill some water on yourself, etc. he's going to tease you,

"y/n, what are you? a 3 year old?? you can't even walk without tripping, HAH, DUMMY!!!!"

loves to push your buttons to get different reactions out of you :D

he's quite empathetic though, so it's never his intention to hurt your feelings by poking fun at you.

if he notices that his teasing is making you uncomfortable or insecure he will not hesitate to stop,

making you feel loved and appreciated is his number one priority <3

he's determined to make you laugh, because when he hears you giggle... phew he's on cloud 9,

knowing the fact that he's the reason you're grinning from ear to ear is just such an ego boost :(

he will do anything to make you smile and i mean anything...

even if it results in him looking like a fool 😞

you two go grocery shopping together <3

honestly, he sometimes embarrasses you to the point where you regret bringing him with you in the first place 😐

like you've literally just entered the store and he's already whining, asking if you're done yet so you can finally go home and cuddle at once !! :/

it's usually just you doing all the shopping while he follows you around,

he's just there to assist you when you can't reach the high shelves‼️

the store you go to is pretty small and very close to your neighborhood, so you're basically familiar with everyone who visits it.

there's this one sweet lady with a kid around the age of 10, and beomgyu swears that "the child is a devil!!"

he has already made enemies... with a 10 year old-

you had to apologize to his mom multiple times because your 20 year old boyfriend couldn't stop bickering with her son.

he also helps you do your chores !!

he's very playful, hence anything can be fun if beomgyu's around :D even boring things like washing the dishes or cleaning your room (no offense to whoever likes it)

he turns everything into a game, a competition to be more precise...

"whoever finishes washing the dishes last has to buy the winner their favorite snack 😋😋"

even if he wins, he still ends up buying you the food of your choice, not letting you spend a single penny on him!!

he competes with you just to rile you up, making bets such as the one mentioned above to keep you determined, not because he actually wants you to do anything for him.

except giving him your undying love and affection of course :D

he's literally so clingy

you usually visit him at the dorms when he's not busy

the second he hears you knock on the door he's quite literally sprinting towards you

you can hear the members complain that he almost pushed them over

once your boyfriend opens the door, he engulfs you in a tight, bear hug™, picking you up and spinning you around, making sure he crushed every single bone in your body <3

the others just watch you get the air knocked out of your lungs in amusement.

speaking of the members, beomgyu always dreamed of you getting along with his best friends,

but once his dream came true he kinda wished it never did </3

you get along a little too well for his liking :/

how come you just laughed at one of yeonjun's jokes right in front of your toddler boyfriend?!?!??!

unacceptable!!

the entire night he either tries to crack as many jokes as possible to "redeem himself", glaring at an oblivious (and also mildly concerned) yeonjun from time to time

or he starts being poutier and clingier than usual, asking for a kiss every 5 minutes or straight up just dragging you to his bedroom and not letting you go until you cuddle for at least an hour

but in all honesty, he's so relieved that you and the boys are bonding !!

you having a good relationship with his friends is very important to him <3

he's not jealous at all because he knows that you love him and him only :)

he babies you to no end !! (even if you're older than him)

you do something as simple as drink water and he just coos at you

"AWW !!! you look so cute when you drink water like that :("

your number one fan!!!!!

hypes you up and brags about you to everyone <3

if you're wearing a new outfit he will notice right away and just stare at you in awe the second he sees you, won't forget to comment on how gorgeous/handsome you look ;)

also likes it when u compliment him back, it really means a lot <3

please keep feeding his ego he loves it when you notice small details, it makes his heart flutter

you two nap together a lot

if you're not the one for naps you just lay there, next to him, his arms wrapped around your frame tightly as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, sleeping peacefully.

he looks so peaceful and cute when he's not annoying the hell out of you <333

you sometimes snap pictures of his sleeping state and then set it as your wallpaper/lockscreen :D

once gyu found out about your little antics he got extremely cocky

if you ever changed your lock screen to anything but him, he'd get all whiney, begging for you to change it back

also snaps a few pics of you sleeping/just existing peacefully and puts it as his so you two can have "matching wallpapers" <33

he also lends you his jacket if you're ever feeling cold

lives for how cute you look basically buried in his jacket, sighing in content as you're finally warming up a little

if you get tired from walking he's going to give you a piggyback ride <333

laughs and giggles as he lifts you up from the ground, your chest flushed against his back as he carries you to your destination :)

if you did something that upset him and he's scolding you he's just gonna:

"y/n, you're such a dummy!" *holds your hand* "that was very careless of you," *kisses your forehead* "i want you to know that i am very angry at you." *cuddles you aggressively*

while most of your dates are at home,

amusement park dates are very common as well :D

you go on various roller coasters, circular rides, take a few breaks in between and get ice cream or cotton candy

but your favorite ride by far are the bumper cars!

you just race, crash into each other at full speed or get into the same car and absolutely destroy your competition !! (the competition in question are just a bunch of 7 year old kids trying to have fun)

he seranades you :(

learns a bunch of love songs that remind him of you on guitar and sings them to you whenever you're able to hang out <3

he has a playlist full of love songs dedicated to you

offers to give you some free guitar lessons, if you ever want to learn how to play yourself :)

you both also have a collaborative playlist on spotify, along with playlists for each other you update regularly <33

when he's sleepy he's so soft with you :(

he's looking at you with hooded eyes full of love and adoration, you can tell that he's trying his best to stay awake for a little longer, but his eyelids are getting heavier by the second, his voice lower than before

"hey, y/n... you know i love you right? i love you so much that my heart aches whenever i look at you..."

pulls you in closer, if that's even possible, and holds you gently as if you were going to break if he wasn't careful enough,

probably leaves feather kisses all over your collarbone before whispering a one last "i love you" for the night and falls asleep.

yeah... thoughts are being thunk right now y'all-

he really loves you to the moon and back :(

overall your relationship is very chaotic and just.. weird in general.

good luck dealing w/his bs <3

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[noteguk]

Hey nala! I loved bad attitude, I can’t wait to see more of the oc teasing jk 😭

Thank you!! I really like exploring the dark side of the force that overtakes the oc every once in a blue moon. So I hope you guys like this one! (The timeline is after bad reputation, but before bad attitude) 

[ ! ] this is a drabble for bad influence. You can read it as a stand-alone. 

— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, sexting, badboy!Jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, dirty talk, taking and sending pics (not nudes), jk’s skirt thirst, a glimpse into the chaos that lives inside the oc 

— words; 1,2k

~ 

Years of high school (and now college) excellence did wonders to disguise your impulsive side. It was a common misconception to believe that, just because you were disciplined enough to keep your grades high and your responsibilities in check, you didn’t act on dumb, random thoughts that popped up inside your head. You kind of wished it was true (it would’ve saved you a lot of drama in your personal life) but you also had to admit that you had your fun indulging in your more chaotic needs as well. 

Jungkook’s answer came quickly, but not as quickly as you had first expected. Which meant that he was either busy or distracted — past tense — and that it would be slightly more fun than you thought. 

With a smirk growing on your lips, you turned around on the bed, reaching for your phone. His answer was simple, only one word, but it was more than enough for you to realize that your machiavellian plan would be fruitful. 

jk tutoring 🚫: dont.

If years of perfecting self-restraint didn’t stop you, his half-assed warning wouldn’t. With your phone in hands, you propped yourself up on your elbows as you typed a response. 

You: Why not? 😔

As you nervously waited for his text, the picture you had previously sent him was staring you right in the face. It wasn’t anything outrageous, just a simple mirror selfie of you sitting on the edge of your bed, legs crossed and head slightly tilted to the side. It was something so innocent, so gentle and casual, that you could almost pretend that you didn’t know exactly what you were doing when you picked that skirt.

It wasn’t any revolutionary discovery to claim that Jungkook had a thing for your skirts — he had mentioned about a million times already and, even if he hadn’t, it was extremely obvious from the way he explored your body with a lot more eagerness when you wore one. What was a revolutionary discovery, however, was the piece of clothing you found hiding in the corner of your closet, something you had long discarded because Yongsun had managed to shrink it the first time she washed it. 

It was practically impossible to wear it outside, but, well, it was the perfect tool to provoke Jungkook with. Because if karma didn’t take care of him, you would. 

Finally, his messages popped up on your screen: 

jk tutoring 🚫: in a lab rn dont wanna get hard thx

jk tutoring 🚫: but it looks rlly fucjing hot 

jk tutoring 🚫: wanna see you riding me in it bby 

jk tutoring 🚫: in front of that mirror ;) 

You bit your lip, bubbles of expectation starting to pop in your stomach. Sexting Jungkook was the free trial of being a chess genius — you were always ten steps ahead, predicting his following words with almost perfect accuracy. Was it mean, perhaps a little twisted of you to be doing that while he was (miraculously) in class? Maybe. But you had a lot of things in your mind and mercy wasn’t one of them. Especially after the months of torture he had put you through. 

You: whatever you want 🥰 

You: I’m surprised you even go to class tho, that’s news 

jk tutoring 🚫: u took the day off to pester me? 

You: maybe I did

You: maybe I’m also home alone for the rest of it 

jk tutoring 🚫: dont fucking say that 

In true supervillain fashion, you had to laugh at his apparent desperation — a high-pitched, victorious laugh that seemed to come straight from your soul. Jungkook very rarely found himself in that position and you absolutely lived for it. It was one thing to provoke him in person, when he was much stronger than you and could shut you up in no time, but, through the screen, only equal rights. And equal methods of torture.

You: why? You don’t wanna come over? 

jk tutoring 🚫: u kno I do 

jk tutoring 🚫: ill ttyl

You: not later!! Now 🥺 

jk tutoring 🚫: baby this isn’t the best moment 

jk tutoring 🚫: Im already hard n im almost done here ok

You chewed on the inside of your cheek, giving the angel and the demon on your shoulders time to present their case. The collected, rational part of you told you to leave it at that: he would come over later, you had managed to provoke him enough to piss him off and get the reaction you wanted. You won. But the impulsive, evil side of you told you that you didn’t win hard enough. 

Before you could think too much about it, you took another picture, feeling blessed enough to get a good shot on your first try. Your thumbs flew over the keys, typing fast to get the message sent before Jungkook decided to put his phone away. 

You: but these are the panties that you like 😔 

Like clockwork, there was a long moment of tension between your message being viewed and those little dots appearing at the corner of your screen. Once again: you knew exactly what you were doing. And you knew that a picture taken underneath your skirt, presenting him with a full view of your red laced panties, would be the cherry on top. 

jk tutoring 🚫: I fucjing hate u

You: don’t think you do 

jk tutoring 🚫: im saving these 

jk tutoring 🚫: gonna fuck u so hard bby 

jk tutoring 🚫: not even gonna take those off 

jk tutoring 🚫: just gonna push them aside n see u coming all over my cock 

Playing like that with Jungkook was like russian roulette — only, it was only you, and all chambers were filled. You knew it would backfire, you knew that the second he walked in your room all your control would go flying out the window, and yet you pushed on. Impulsiveness was a drug for someone that rarely indulged in it, and you were too high to care about the consequences when they seemed so far away. Or, even worse, when you kind of liked them. 

That was what pushed you to write your following messages: 

You: come over now? Please? 

jk tutoring 🚫: wait like 10 min we’re wrapping up 

You: now 🥺 

You: I’m so wet kook 

You: my panties are soaked 

You: don’t you wanna come and take them off? 

You: Or maybe I can take care of myself today and I can see you another day 😔

jk tutoring 🚫: dont fucking dare

You: I bet I could come super quick too I’m so turned on 

You: I want to feel you inside me 

You: I’m so tight too I can barely put my fingers in

You: please? Come over? 

Checkmate. The forces of chaos inside you were rejoicing, every cell of your body anticipating the impact of your words. You, however, already knew you had won even before he answered you. 

jk tutoring 🚫: im coming over rn

~

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[jakesimfromstatefarm]

how to fake date your best friend | jake sim

✰ summary: the rules were simple -

pretend to be the boyfriend of you, his best friend who wants the attention of their crush, for a week and a week only

no kissing (bc gross cooties amirite) allowed, unless needed in times of desperate measure 

and no matter what, absolutely, most definitely, do not fall in love. 

simple, right?

well apparently not. because news flash––jake's already broken one of the rules. 

and to give you a hint, it's neither rule 1 or 2.

✰ pairing: jake sim x y/n [ft. members of enha!] 

✰ genre: fluff, comedy | fakingdating!au, highschool!au, bestfriend!au, friends to lovers

✰ warnings: cursing, high-schoolers doing dumb highschool things, underage drinking (pls don’t actually do any of this irl), jake being a certified simp, it’s LONG (i’m so sorry), cheesy kithes bc im a sucker for kithes ( ˘ ³˘)♥

✰ wc: a whopping 9.5k

✰ a/n: it’s finally finished :’)))))) it ended up being much longer than i wanted but i had so much fun writing the characters that i got carried away lolol anywaysss i hope you guys enjoy it,,,i got a little unmotivated during the process bc i didn’t know if it was good or not but here it is heh (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ 

Tuesday, December 8th

Jake Sim lives a simple life. 

He likes to think he leads the normal, stereotypical life of a teenage boy. Has decent grades, plays soccer after school, skateboards around the neighborhood, has a best friend who he’s desperately in love with, and has a stable group of friends. 

Okay, maybe not so simple, because this boy would physically launch himself to the moon and drill at its surface to collect moon dust for you if you asked him to––despite his deadly fear of combusting in outer space. 

But that fear doesn’t even compare to his worst one yet: not having you in his life. 

And so, he decided to just repress any and all feelings he’s had for you ever since he discovered them in middle school, when he realized he hated seeing you go to the eighth grade dance with a date––that wasn’t him. 

He decided that he wasn’t going to risk losing a life-long friendship over some dumb, teenage boy feelings. 

They were probably powered by his testosterone anyways. Yeah, that’s totally it.

He’s totally not in love with you. 

So yes, he lives a pretty normal life. Every day is the same as the last, and tomorrow will be the same as today. But he likes it like that––he doesn’t want anything to change. 

Especially not now, when he finds himself content with every aspect of his life (okay maybe except for his history grade, god, does he hate history). 

So, it catches him off guard when you arrive at the group’s usual lunch table, located outside in your school’s courtyard, looking as excited as ever. 

Jake’s the only one at the table so far. The remaining usually showed up late––Heeseung spends his first half of lunch tutoring freshmen for community service hours (but the poor boy has no idea what he’s doing), Sunghoon is probably stuck in line in the cafeteria again (he always forgets to pack his own lunch), and Jay is...well actually, no one ever knows where Jay comes from. He’s a special one. 

It catches Jake even more off guard when you skip over any greeting a normal person would give, and start speaking at one hundred words per second. 

And that catches us up to the present.

“Y-You want me to what?” Jake’s stuttering as you stare at him with your hopeful eyes from across the lunch table. 

Despite the expression planted on your face, which screams your excitement for your “brilliant, amazing, genius, Einstein-could-never” idea (or whatever other words you used to describe it––Jake can’t exactly recall the specific terms you used, they all came out of your mouth too fast), you don’t respond to his question of bafflement. You continue to stare at him, awaiting his response. Jake could compare the look on your face right now to a puppy looking up at its owner, eagerly waiting for a treat. You know, tongue out and all. 

He swallows the lump that’s lodged in this throat (is that the sandwich he’s having, or his nerves?) and continues to give you his look of confusion laced with a nervous smile because surely, you’re joking. 

You grab what’s left of your sandwich from his hands and take your own bite. Somewhere in between you arriving at the table and now, Jake’s managed to steal the sandwich you brought today. You did make the best chicken sandwiches, in his defense. 

“Well? It’s only for the week! And I promise you, after one week, if nothing happens––if he doesn’t make a move or anything––I’ll move on from him like you’ve been telling me to.” Your words are muffled from you savoring your sandwich, or what’s left of it anyways. (Mental note to self: don’t share your lunch with Jake ever again.) 

When Jake still doesn’t respond (you’ve truly gotten this poor boy paralyzed), you find it as a sign to continue. 

“I think it’s the perfect plan. Plus, if it doesn’t work out, it’ll be like the universe is telling me to finally move on, right?” 

Wrong. 

Jake has been encouraging you to move on from your crush because well, if we’re being honest here, he selfishly wants you to himself. Even if it wasn’t romantically.

Preferably, he would kill to get to be the one who holds your hand in the hall, call you cheesy pet names, post disgustingly cute couple pics for the ‘gram––but for the sake of potentially ruining his relationship with you, he’ll just have to settle with the role of being your best friend. 

(And he’s totally fine with that! Totally. Yup.) 

But he didn’t think that you moving on would only be a mere possible outcome (that may not even happen!) from whatever this stunt is you wanna pull. 

Said stunt: Pretend to date one another and hope it catches the eye of a certain someone you have your eye on: Park Sunghoon. 

Ah yes, Park Sunghoon. The previously mentioned one who’s probably still in line waiting to get his lunch as we speak. 

Park Sunghoon, the tall, kind, intelligent, charming young boy that everyone knows. And if anyone didn’t know him, they most definitely knew of him. He wasn’t hard to miss in the halls; everything about him just radiates perfection. 

If you plucked a random high-schooler from the halls of this school and interviewed them on the Park Sunghoon, they’d say you’d be lucky enough if the quiet boy so much as sparked a conversation with you, even if it was about what last night’s chemistry homework was. 

Well if that were true, then you and the rest of the boys would be considered lottery winners. 

How that happened, how the four of you dysfunctional beings earned his friendship, the world may never know. However, Jake is fully convinced that this was the universe’s way of playing a cruel joke on him. 

For as long as Jake could remember, it’s always been just the two of you. You and Jake. Jake and you. (With the exception of Heeseung and Jay, of course, who came along in middle school) 

In fact, your earliest memory of Jake was when he peed his pants in the kindergarten during nap time. You would know, you had the privilege of sharing a sleeping mat with him that one fateful day and in result...let’s just say the smell didn’t wear off from your clothes until a week later. Five-year-old you didn’t forgive five-year-old Jake for the longest time. 

And since then, you’ve been attached by the hip. And Jake liked it like that. Jake didn’t need anyone else in his life (with the exception of Leila) if he had you. He had found his home within you, and he didn’t plan on sharing his space anytime soon. 

Nevertheless, the universe had a completely different idea for the two of you. 

Sunghoon came into the picture last year, towards the end of the school year. Despite being the new kid, he found his way into your cherished friend group and naturally, the five of you grew as close as friends could be. 

That was the problem. Jake wanted to hate Sunghoon, to despise him for being the one that you had heart eyes for, but he couldn’t. 

Not only was Sunghoon one of Jake’s closest friends, but he didn’t want to ruin the dynamic of the friend group. After you, the three chaotic boys were the next most important people in Jake’s life. 

And so, we have the typical love triangle plot that every coming-of-age movie follows. Of course, this is all unbeknownst to you––you may be intelligent and a people-person, but oh boy can you not see the heart eyes your very own best friend has for you. 

“It’ll be easier than you think, really! Look, we can even set boundaries or rules or whatever,” you propose, as if you’re trying to get him to sign a contract. 

Rules to a fake relationship? We’re not living in a Netflix romcom, are we? 

“Okay rule number 1: it’ll only be for a week and a week only, rule number 2: we don’t have to do anything too couple-ly like...” you pause to wonder for a second. 

“Like PDA or anything! You know, unless we really need to convince him,” you casually add. When he responds with radio silence and stares at you with absolute concern painted all over his face, you cough. “Jake, I’m joking.” 

Right. Of course. Obviously. 

“And of course, just try not to fall in love with me, it’ll be hard, I know,” you send a playful wink his way. 

Too late. Turns out it’s not that hard. Jake would know. 

Jake continues to stare at you in hesitation. Yeah, you’ve had your fair share of crazy ideas (that Jake always find himself agreeing to––the poor boy just can’t seem to say no to you), but fake dating you?

Jake is sure he wouldn’t be able to pull it off without slowly destroying himself. He’d just have to say no, he’s sure you can find someone else to do it for you. 

Yes, that’s it, just say no. 

Jake has to keep some of his pride in tact. 

Jake does not say no. 

He doesn’t know what went wrong. His mind said one thing, but his words said another. 

To be fair, Jake’s actions have always been influenced by his heart, not his brain, anyways. And when it comes to you, you bet it’ll be coming from his heart. 

So here he was now, under the stare of three equally shocked and confused guys across from you and him at the lunch table, your fingers intertwined with his.

Just a few seconds ago, you had spotted the rest of the lunch bunch approaching the table, and you quickly grabbed Jake’s hand and scooted in closer to him.  

Now here you were, explaining to your friends of your sudden relationship.  

Jake is too zoned out to even physically pick up your explanation. Something along the lines of "we’ve been dating for a while but didn’t want to tell you guys yet." From the feeling of your hand clutched tightly into his and your body right up next to him, his mind was short-circuiting. 

How is he supposed to last an entire week of this if he couldn't handle innocent hand holding? Hand holding? God, what are we, back in the fifth grade?  

Two minutes into this scheme and Jake's mind has already downgraded itself to a fifth grader's.  

Jake mentally scolds himself for giving in, this was not a good idea. 

It takes Jake approximately 12 hours to conclude that this stunt of yours may, actually, be a good idea. He knows this because approximately 12 hours after the events surrounding lunch, he receives a text from you: 

y/n [12:03AM]: thanks again for doing this for me jake

y/n [12:03AM]: ur actually the best

y/n [12:04AM]: ew ok that was cheesy but really i owe u a big one <333

Following your thread of texts is a really close up photo of you widely smiling into the camera. A smile so big, Jake’s convinced your face was probably in pain after taking that picture. 

Anyone else might’ve thought the photo looked borderline insane but because Jake’s Jake, aka a simpᵗᵐ for you, he comes to the conclusion that it’s singlehandedly the cutest thing he’s ever seen in the entire world. 

After quickly saving the selfie into his phone, Jake tells himself that maybe this won’t be a bad thing after all. I mean, anything that makes you smile like that meant it has to be a good idea, right? 

Spoken like a true simp. 

Plus, dating you––fake dating you––is pretty much the same as it was before. He already spends most of his days with you to begin with. Now, it’s just with added displays of affection. For show, obviously. Obviously. 

And look, if Jake will never get to actually be with you, then he’ll take what he can get. And if that meant fake dating you, well, he reasons that it’s better than nothing at all. 

Wednesday, December 9th 

Jake’s playing with the rings on your right hand and you’re in the middle of dramatically telling the lunch table about the infuriating Karen you had to deal with at work the other day when Jay comes up with a grin you all know a little too well. 

“Okay that grin means one of two things: you finally grew the balls to ask out that poor girl you’ve been teasing all year or you have something planned that we won’t like,” you interrupt your story when you catch Jay’s sly expression, evoking a chuckle from Jake, who’s now found a new distraction with the bracelets perches on your wrist. 

“Excuse you, I’ll have you know that I did ask her out. It just so happens that she’s currently ‘in between boyfriends’ whatever that means. Ouch, by the way,” Jay feigns hurt from your comment by clutching the area above his heart through his shirt. Ever the drama queen. “But yes, I do have something planned. And no, it’s not a bad idea.” 

Jay squeezes his way in between Sunghoon and Heeseung from across you and begins to pull out his own lunch. Everyone’s eyes follow him as he settles in because as bad as his unknown idea may be, you’re all still curious on what this boy has to say. 

“Well are you going to elaborate or...” Heeseung speaks up for everyone after you all mentally debate one another through darting eyes on who’s going to have to bite Jay’s silent bait.

Jay then forcefully sets both hands on his table, which elicits a little jump from you as you go for a bite of your sandwich. Adorable, Jake tells himself. 

“My parents are out of town this weekend. We all know what that means...” 

Yes. We do know what that means. The four of you have seen this scenario play out many times, a little too many times for your own good. 

This meant one of Jay’s infamous house parties that he always throws whenever his parents go out of town. And because his parents are hot-shot CEOs of an important company whose name you don’t remember (it’s nothing personal, your brain can only handle so much information and this physics exam you were studying for took up 90% of your brain capacity at the moment), they’re out of town often. 

And along with Jay’s parties comes chaos. Lots of it. And that’s because...well, it’s safe to say that despite the many school-wide presentations the police officers of your school have held in the auditorium on why you shouldn’t drink underage, Jay’s parents’ liquor cabinet always seems to find itself missing many a few bottles after each party. But we don’t talk about that. Shush. 

Almost simultaneously, everyone at the table lets out a groan, much to Jay’s disappointment. 

“C’mon guys! It’s been a while since anything’s fun happened to this school, think of all the sad students in that building right now,” he extends a finger whole-ass arm and points at your school, “who are in dire need of fun and a little...” he punctuates his sentence with the hand motion of chugging down a drink, followed with a gulping sound elicited from his tongue clicking. 

You roll your eyes along with everyone else. Don’t be like Jay, kids. Listen to those police officers. 

“Jay, it’s midterm season! I have an exam on Monday and I definitely do not want to spend the nights before wasted,” you give him an apologetic look. As crazy as Jay is, you do feel bad nonetheless. The boy just wants to have fun. 

Your response is followed up with similar comments from around the table. 

“I’m helping y/n study” 

“I have an important skating performance on Sunday” 

“Uh...my hamster died?” (ok Heeseung panicked, don’t blame the guy)

Ignoring that last excuse of an excuse, Jay continues his debate nonetheless. “Just come for the sake of it! No one’s saying you have to get wasted. Pleaseeee for me?” 

Jay throws these parties so often, you’re not sure why he’s so set on making sure you’re all going to be there. Well, I guess who wouldn’t want their closest friends to be at their own party? 

That and, Jay needs to make sure his friends are there to stop him from doing anything stupid. We all know this boy has had enough embarrassing moments to last him a lifetime. 

Everyone at the table gives each other the same hesitant look. Heeseung is the first to give in, “Oh fuck it. Sure, count me in.” 

Jay’s fist pumping the air before turning to Sunghoon with the most hopeful eyes. 

Sunghoon simply sighs in return. “Alright okay, I’ll bite. But if you vomit on my shoes again, I’m out the door.” Jay’s finger is automatically drawing a cross over his heart as a promise to not ruin Sunghoon’s Nikes again. 

He then looks to you with puppy eyes. 

You, who's already staring back at Jay with a stoic look in your eyes, are stubborn and (unlike the previous weaklings) are not as easy to convince. And somehow, this began an unannounced staring contest between the two of you, a contest to see who would budge first. This isn't an uncommon occurrence between you and Jay, but the rest of the boys are still on the edges of their seats watching this duel.

Jake casually wraps an arm around your shoulder and you’re brought in close, but still undeterred from your death-stare match with the boy across from you. 

If it’s not obvious enough, Jake’s really gotten into his role of being your boyfriend, despite it only being 24 hours since he last froze at your touch. Character development, you’ll give him that. 

You almost forget he’s faking it for a quick second. And for an even quicker second, you imagine he wasn’t faking it. And you swear you feel butterflies in your stomach at that thought. 

Weird. 

You mentally shake the thought out of your head. Priorities first, aka, beating Jay in this staring contest. 

“Fuck,” you stutter when you finally blink, admitting defeat to a grinning Jay. “Okay, okay, I’ll THINK about it. I’ll let you know.” 

Not exactly the answer Jay was looking for, but he’ll take it. Better than a no. 

He turns to Jake next, knowing there’s no way Jake will turn down a party. Just like Jay, the boy loves himself a good party. 

But–

But because Jake would take your physics exam this Monday for you if you asked, because Jake would bungee jump in the Grand Canyon without a safety net below him if you asked, because Jake would fake date you to make your crush jealous for you if you asked, he doesn’t hesitate in his answer this time around: “Same as y/n, I’ll let you know.” 

Jay looks at Jake. Then back at you, who he’s still clinging onto like a koala to a tree. Then back at Jake. “You two are gross. Admittedly cute. But gross.” 

You look up at the boy next to you to see him already grinning at you. 

For the first time today, you find yourself agreeing with Jay. 

Admittedly cute. 

Thursday, December 10th 

You are having a bad day. 

You’re having the mother of bad days. 

Not only is it midterm season, but you still have all your regular weekly assignments to finish before Friday hits. So as a natural-born procrastinator does, you stayed up all last night trying to get a good amount of work done because what’s better than cramming all your work the night before it’s due? Doing it two nights before it’s due. 

Well apparently it wasn’t such a good idea. Because now, here you were, frantically throwing on whatever articles of clothing you find nearest to you because you slept through all your alarms. 

You’re lucky enough to make it through your school’s doors right as the second bell rings, even if you did look like you just walked straight out of a zombie apocalypse. 

You’re not so lucky when you find out your first class of the day, calculus, had a pop quiz. A pop quiz on the only unit you just happened to know absolutely nothing about. 

To top things off, you forgot to pack your lunch during this morning’s frenzy, meaning you’re automatically stuck sharing with Jake.

And because his mother started making him pack his own food out of a lesson of responsibility (she said something along the lines of: “Jake, you’re about to be in college and you don’t know how to pack a decent meal”), he only has a plain PB&J sandwich and a pack of Scooby-Doo gummies in his bag today (because newsflash, he still doesn’t know how to pack a decent meal). 

Not that you could care less at the moment, you were too preoccupied with catching up on your assignments to even eat. And if any of the boys noticed your zombie-like state during lunch, they did a good job of not mentioning it. They knew better than to bother an irritated y/n. 

Somehow, you make it through the entire school day and your after-school meeting for environmental club (save the trees!) in one piece. As you finally walk out of the school building, you exhale, automatically feeling lighter. At least the hard part of your day was done. 

Now you just had to wait for Jake to finish soccer practice, which usually ended around the same time as your club, and he can drive you home, where you can continue being irritated with your day in the privacy of your own space. 

You wait on the steps of the school’s entrance, waiting for a smiley Jake to come around the corner as he usually does at 5:30pm every Thursdays. 

Yes, a smiling Jake is exactly what you needed to make your day ten times better, you conclude. 

As if on cue, you hear a ding from your phone. 

Jake [5:30PM]: ugh coach is extending practice for “team bonding” 

Jake [5:30PM]: idek what team bonding is 

Jake [5:31PM]: you ok if i cant drive you today? :// 

It’s as if the universe decided to use you as its punching bag today. 

You physically let out a distorted groan, not caring if anyone who happened to hear you thought you were a creature from out of this world, as you send him a text back.

y/n [5:32PM]: it’s all good lol have fun with tEaM bOnDiNg

Things were not all good. But no matter how upset you may be, you weren’t going to project your negative vibes onto Jake’s naturally positive ones. So you get up from the stone steps and begin your dreaded walk back home. 

It’s freezing out. You should’ve known better to just throw on a hoodie and call it a day when it’s the middle of December. But then again, you figured by now you’d be in the comfort and warmth of Jake’s car and presence...not walking home in these freezing temperatures. 

You think about Jake and how he’s probably currently suffering from not only his team bonding exercises (but really though, what are team bonding exercises?), but doing them in this weather as well. The poor boy. 

You’re quickly broken out of your thoughts by the sound of a car engine from behind you. When you don’t see it pass by you and instead hear it pull over and park next to the curb of the sidewalk you’re currently on, you automatically deduce that this is it, this is my time, I’m about to get kidnapped by whoever it is behind me but y/n, you should probably turn around and check first before you drive yourself insane in this inner dialogue. 

You turn around and squint into the front window of the car. If it were a kidnapper, this is exactly what your mother told you not to do. Her exact words were: “Run, don’t look back, and scream bloody murder.” 

Good thing it wasn’t. Just an innocent Sunghoon waving his hand at you, motioning you to get in. 

“Sunghoon?” You approach his car and stop at the passenger side’s open window. 

“y/n! It’s freezing out, I’ll drive you home c’mon,” he nods his head towards the passenger side door. 

Well, how could you say no? Sunghoon owns a nice car. Like a nice car. Like car-seat-heaters-that-make-you-feel-like-you’re-physically-melting nice. Beats getting hypothermia outside, right? 

“Why are you going home from school so late?” You ask as you settle into his car, instantly melting at the touch of the aforementioned heated seats. 

“Debate club, actually. Decided I needed another personality trait other than ice skating,” he starts the engine and begins driving towards the direction of your neighborhood. 

You laugh at his comment, you didn’t peg him as a debate kind of student. Quiet Sunghoon? Debate club? If 2 plus 2 is four...

“Hey, I don’t call you the Ice Prince for nothing! Also, don’t forget your other personality trait: forgetting your lunch every day.” 

Sunghoon quickly glances over at you to send you a dirty look (because eyes on the road, kids!), which you return with a cheeky grin. “Need I remind you that was you today?” 

“Touché,” you click your tongue. 

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence, the faint sound of Sunghoon's music in the background filling in the quietness.  

You’re humming along until Sunghoon breaks the silence, “Did Jake get stuck at practice again?” 

You don’t know why, but you swear you feel your heart beat faster at the mention of Jake’s name. No, that was always there right? Because you were with Sunghoon...your crush..obviously. Obviously. 

Ignoring the feeling, you turn your attention towards the boy driving you. 

“Oh yeah, something about team bonding. How’d you know?” 

“Eh, I just figured since he wasn’t driving you home like he always does.” He turns into your neighborhood. 

You nod at his answer. 

“You two make a good couple.” 

You whip your head at him. Did you hear him correctly?

“It was about time, really. You two have been ogling at one another for so long, Heeseung, Jay, and I almost placed bets on who would be the first to make a move.” 

He keeps his eyes on the road, casually going on about how you and Jake make the cutest couple he’s ever seen. 

You're frozen, unsure of what to think, let alone say. 

You think to two days ago, when you started this entire fake relationship because of the very boy driving you home right now. The same boy who's complimenting you on your fake relationship. The same boy who's supposed to be jealous over that said relationship. The same boy you’re supposed to be crushing over.

But now...only a mere 48 hours later, you were finding yourself okay with the fact that he was happy for you. And for the life of you, you couldn’t remember why you liked Sunghoon in the first place. Not saying he isn’t one to be crushed on, I mean, look at the guy. 

Maybe, just maybe, it had something to do with the fact that you didn't feel nervous or giddy or..anything at all when you got into the car with Sunghoon. At least, not until Jake's name was mentioned. That's when you felt the butterflies. At the mention of Jake.  

Jake. 

Weird. 

But before you can come to a conclusion on why you're feeling the way you do, Sunghoon interrupts your thoughts.  

"Well, we're here! Say hi to your parents for me," he pulls into your driveway as you're still collecting your thoughts.  

You give him a quick thanks and one last wave as you enter the front doors of your house.  

Seeing that your only solution towards confusing feelings meant distracting yourself, distract yourself you did.  

Even if it meant distracting yourself with your piling assignments.  

The next time you look up from your work, it's suddenly way past sundown and a heavy storm has taken over. You’re surprised it hasn’t started flooding yet with the amount of rainfall you were hearing. 

You check the time on your phone, the bright 8:16PM on the screen illuminating your dimly lit room. Seeing that neither of your parents have yet to be home from work, it looks like you were going to have to settle with some instant ramen for dinner tonight.  

As you trudge down the stairs of your home, the sound of light knocking against the front door catches your attention. It's been a long day y/n, you're probably hearing things, it's definitely just the rain.

Nope. There it is again, but much louder. Much more urgent.  

You contemplate any and all potential disasters that could happen from answering the door. Only a crazy person would be willing to go out in this hurricane-like weather to be frantically knocking on your door.  

And so, you assume it has to be some psychopath trying to get into your house. Yes, there’s definitely no other logical explanation. 

You scramble around your living room, looking for the next best weapon to defend you. Resorting to the flower vase your mother keeps on the table next to the front door, you hold it out in front of you, as if you're waiting for the door to burst open.  

The knocking continues, gradually getting louder. You mentally curse at yourself for dropping out of the taekwondo class your dad signed you up for when you were younger.  

Vase in hand, you swing open the door and brace for–

"Jake? What the fuck? Get in here, you're gonna get sick!"  

You’re suddenly aware of how stupid you look, holding a light pink vase with a couple of orchids as your only form of self-defense...for it to only be your own best friend. You immediately put it back on the table as Jake quickly rushes past you and into your humble abode.  

You close the door behind you and turn to face the soaked boy.  

“I come bearing gifts, also known as take-out and hot chocolate from that one cafe you love. Also my company, if you’ll take it. I had a feeling you weren’t having the best day today,” he’s simply standing there, holding up a large brown paper bag in one hand, and a deliciously smelling cup of hot chocolate in the other, but you’re looking at him as if he bought you the Moon. 

You stare in awe at the angel of a boy in front of you, silently thanking the stars for gifting you this amazing human being as your best friend. You don’t know what you did to deserve him. 

You give him a soft smile. “Jake, you didn’t have to. It’s practically a shitstorm out there,” you cock your head towards the window, showcasing the downpour of cats and dogs outside. Jake stays by the entrance as you go down the hall and through your house’s linen closet to find a spare towel for the drenched boy.

“Nah it’s no big deal, really. Just fulfilling my duties as your loyal boyfriend,” he grins, even though you can’t see him. He likes calling himself that. Your boyfriend.

Jake continues to shake his messy hair to get the excess rain off, giving a mental apology to whoever is going to have to mop up the puddle forming on the floor due to his unannounced visit. Probably you. 

Jake hears you laugh down the hall. “You’re really invested in your role, huh? Keep this up and you might actually trick me into believing you’re my actual boyfriend.” 

Actual boyfriend? Jake likes the sound of that. Maybe he will keep this up then.

Jake doesn’t have much experience in acting, unless you count that time he played the role of Town Villager #3 in the third grade play, so he never found it as one of his interests. But playing the role of your boyfriend was one he was willing to fulfill for the rest of life, even if it was just for show. 

Jake doesn’t respond to your comment, he’s instead self-aware of his blushing cheeks, thankful that you’re too busy rummaging through your linen closet to take notice. 

“Plus, you didn’t have lunch today and I had feeling you were going to be too caught up in your work to feed yourself anything other than instant ramen,” he sets down his gifts to you on your living room’s coffee table as you come around the corner, fresh towel and new set of clothes in hand. 

His eyes fall on the familiar looking pair of sweatpants and hoodie resting on the palms of your hands. 

Hm. A little too familiar. 

Then, it clicks in his head. 

His eyes narrow at you as you giggle at his reaction, “Oh, so it takes me getting drenched in the rain for you to finally return my clothes that I’ve been missing!?” 

“Hey! I’m not returning them, simply loaning them out to a friend who’s in dire need. You basically gifted them to me the second you left them here months ago.” 

“You’re annoying.” 

“Love you too,” you toss the clothes at him and take a seat on the floor around your coffee table, prepping the table with the boxes of Chinese food Jake supplied. 

After Jake changes into the stolen dry clothes, he takes a seat next to an already-eating you at the coffee table. 

“You. are. my lord and savior Sim Jaeyun,” you’re saying with your mouth full of fried rice. You sigh from satisfaction and rest your head against Jake’s shoulder as you continue chewing. He grins as he helps himself to his own serving of fried rice and orange chicken. 

You look up at him from your spot, “How was team bonding today?” 

Jake groans in response, clearly annoyed. “Stupid. I don’t get how doing trust falls and pyramid building is going to get us any closer. If anything, I almost FELL off that pyramid today!” 

You don’t know why, but you find yourself admiring him and his soft features as he continues to rant about one of his teammates, specifically, the one who almost dropped him. 

The way his messy hair, unkept from the rain ruining it, almost covers his eyes (but you tell yourself you like it this way, it looks more natural on him), the way the corners of his lips are always perked upwards (even when he’s ranting), the way his eyes sparkle whenever he’s truly passionate about whatever he’s talking about, the way his eyes look at you like–

“Stare much? Look, I get you can’t resist my good looks but at least be subtle about it,” he smirks at you as he takes another spoon of rice. 

You break out of his trance and scoff at him. 

“You’re cute when you rant,” you nonchalantly say as you move from your spot to mirror his actions and add more rice to your plate as well.  Jake’s stills at your sudden comment, unsure of how to respond. Lucky for him, you’re distracted by the mountain of food on your plate to even notice the blushing mess of a boy next to you. 

“You know, you’re lucky you’re cute. Or else I’d deck you right here and now for ditching me after school today.” 

Anddd there goes the moment. Leave it to you to follow up a compliment with a threat of violence. 

Jake finds it cute anyways. He always finds you cute. 

Jake narrows his eyes and lightly shoves you before an apology is written all over his face. “Sorry about that by the way. I feel awful about making you walk home when it was freezing out.” 

“Nah, it’s okay. Sunghoon gave me a ride, actually. Did you know he does debate? I guess you learn something new everyday,” you ramble, unaware of the boy next to you getting tense at the sudden mention of the other’s name. 

Up until now, Jake’s completely forgotten about Sunghoon's involvement in this entire scheme. In fact, the past 48 hours with you have felt so normal, so comfortable, he almost forgot about the deal in the first place.   “You think he has any clue?” Jake suddenly asks, referring to the plan. 

You immediately know what he’s referring to, as Jake practically worded out your very own thoughts. 

You shrug. “Not a single one. We’re practically William and Kate in his eyes. But honestly, that’s the least of my worries right now. I’m too distracted by my exams right now to care.” 

Jake feels guilty for being satisfied with your answer. He’s 100% sure that if convincing Sunghoon took you two an entire lifetime of fake dating, he’d be all too willing to do it. 

“Go to Jay’s party with me tomorrow,” he abruptly says, catching your attention as your mouth is stuffed. Cute. 

He pokes your cheek. “It’ll get your mind off of work and plus, what’s more convincing than showing up to a party with your amazing boyfriend?” he wiggles his eyebrows at you. Jake doesn’t know where he gets his sudden surge of confidence. But he does know he loves calling himself your boyfriend...even if it’s for the time being. 

Rolling your eyes and swatting his poking fingers away from your face, you ponder on his suggestion. 

“You mean my annoying boyfriend,” you stick your tongue out at him. Jake takes a mental picture and hopes it never leaves his mind. 

“But I guess you could be right. Maybe I can clear my head for the night before I study my ass off all weekend.” 

Friday, December 11th 

The party does not clear your mind. 

If anything, it gives you enough headaches to last you at least until the end of high-school. 

You come to this revelation as you and Jake approach Jay’s home, a luxurious mansion sitting at the end of a cul-de-sac, lined with similarly luxurious palaces, located in an equally luxurious neighborhood. 

You come to this revelation when you can already feel the pounding bass of music as you walk up Jay’s driveway. 

You come to this revelation when, not even two seconds after entering Jay’s front doors––

“You’re here!” A buzzed Jay shouts at the two of you, causing the both of you to contemplate your past choices that brought you here today. Jay definitely isn’t straight up drunk yet, but Jake still makes a mental note to keep an eye on him tonight. Just in case. 

The blonde-haired boy is quick to hand over two red solo cups of god knows what, to which you and Jake immediately put down on the nearest table after Jay walks away to greet the next incoming guests (you know, to not hurt his feelings). 

You and Jake are lucky enough to have been around Jay and his parties long enough to know that going all out at these parties will not be pretty the next morning.

You cringe at the memory of last year, when you had to suffer from possibly the worst hangover of all hangovers after one of Jay’s parties. Jake will never let you forget how miserable you looked the next morning. His camera roll’s album titled “y/n blackmail pics” can vouch for that.

“Remind me again to never listen to you,” you almost have to shout at Jake over the thumping music. Jake laughs at your comment and tugs at your hand as he begins entering the house.

The two of you do your rounds of greetings to the people you know...and random underclassmen who you swear you have never seen before but somehow made it to this party. You’ve always questioned how Jay’s invite list worked. Maybe there isn’t one. That would explain how it looked like someone announced Jay was giving out free Teslas and the entire school got hold of the news. 

“Thank god you guys are here,” you hear a voice come from behind the two of you as you guys leave the main room to enter the house’s smaller, but just as luxurious looking, den. You turn to see Heeseung with Sunghoon following closely behind, trying his best not to get swept away in the crowd of people. 

The den is where you usually stayed during these parties. It’s not like there are rules of where people are allowed to party, by any means, but it’s like how a high-school’s cafeteria worked. There’s a mutual silent agreement of where everyone goes, and the den is where the party host and his friends went.  

“Okay, is it just me, or is tonight’s party just a little...too..much?” Sunghoon asks as the four of you take your seats on the main couch of the room. Jake’s quick to make space for you next to him as you go to sit, but to his surprise, you find your home right on his lap. 

“You said be convincing right?” you say into his ear as you settle yourself. Right. That’s totally why. Because you had to go along with the ruse. Obviously. 

You shift a bit so you’re more facing sideways, not blocking off Jake’s line of vision as the boy himself is..well, calling him a rag doll might be excessive. 

But he’s sure he looks like one right now, having lost all senses in his limbs, leaving him frozen underneath you. 

Jake Sim is the epitome of politeness. He was raised in a family that taught him how to respectfully greet others, how to always offer food to others before eating it himself, how to properly treat a significant other. As a result, Jake grew up to be one of the sweetest, kindest, purest people to ever walk this earth. 

(Relatively speaking, the earth is large, but so is Jake’s heart.) 

But human-beings aren’t perfect, they must have a balance. A balance of pros and cons. 

Sure, he can’t pack his own lunch and sometimes forgets to water the little succulent you gifted him that’s currently seated on his window sill. Sure, sometimes he’s too sweet for his own good, you know, like willing-to-be-your-fake-boyfriend too sweet. But aside from the minor details, Jake Sim doesn’t have many cons, no. 

But he sure can be awkward. 

And so because Jake Sim is sweet, kind, pure, and awkward, he is unsure of what to do with himself when you’re seated right on top of him. 

As if you could read his befuddled mind, you take his arm that’s resting behind you to wrap around your waist as your support as you throw one of your arms around his shoulder. And throughout this entire adjustment, his widened eyes are staring right at you. 

Bless this pure, pure boy. 

Also bless the position you’re in, blocking the two other boys from directly seeing Jake’s face. Because if they were to catch glimpse of Jake’s expression right now, your cover might be blown, just like that. You’re lucky Heeseung and Sunghoon are distracted by another classmate who came up to them. 

“Relax,” you sweetly laugh, cupping his chin with your free hand and lightly squeezing his cheeks. “You’re so adorably awkward.” 

Jake pouts at you. “I am not awkward!” 

“Right, and I’m totally dating you for real,” you playfully whisper at him, eliciting a poke at your waist in response. 

Twenty minutes of people-watching-aka-“who do you think is gonna pass out first?”-from-your-spot-on-the-couch later, the four of you draw your attention to the rowdy party host you all have the honor of calling your friend––aka Jay––dancing (that is, if you call wildly swinging your limbs in all four directions dancing) in the middle of the den. 

"Oh god, look at him," Sunghoon voices from besides you.

Heeseung's already filming the moment on his phone. Ah yes, technology. The best thing to ever happen to drunk teens' friends.  

"He's so wasted," you throw your head back as you let out a laugh. “We should help the kid out.” 

Poor Jay. He's not gonna hear the end of it after tonight.

"I don't know why he thinks these parties are such a good idea when he knows how trashed he's gonna be when he wakes up," Jake says, his hand naturally squeezing your waist as you giggle at his comment. "And how trashed the house will be."  

Jay slumbers over to where the four of you are seated, and abruptly stops right in front of the couch.

"My best friends!" Jay happily cheers. “Having fun?” 

“Watching you? Always,” you say to the boy who’s squeezing into a seat between you and Sunghoon, as if the small couch wasn’t already suffocating enough (and that’s with you on Jake’s lap). 

“But for real though, you should probably lay off the drinks for now,” Heeseung insists. “For all our sakes.” 

Sunghoon nods along and grabs the cup Jay’s currently nursing and sets it down where it’s out of Jay’s reach, much to his dismay. But the disappointment quickly leaves the dazed boy’s head, as his attention is now directed towards you and Jake. 

“Well if it isn’t mom and dad,” Jay turns to face you and Jake, certainly amused by your seating arrangement. 

“You know–” Jay points a finger at the two of you. “For a couple that’s certainly close, I haven’t seen you two kiss.” 

Jake is immediately coughing, certainly not expecting that to come out of his friend’s mouth. 

“Okay and your point is?” Jake frowns at Jay. If Jay wasn’t tipsy, Jake would’ve smacked the back of his head by now. 

“I’m just saying...” the blonde responds, both hands up in the air as if Jake is accusing him of something, when in was, in fact, the opposite. “But nevermind, Jakey boy here is probably too innocent for such nonsense anyways.” 

Yes, it’s confirmed. Once Jay sobers up tomorrow, Jake is driving over to his house (even though it’s a good ten minute drive from his own) just to smack him. 

“What do you mean I’m too–” 

Jake doesn’t finish his sentence. In fact, Jake doesn’t even remember what he was going to say. 

Jake doesn’t think nor feel anything else other than your lips planted on his. 

You’re pulling him in close, your hands cupping his face as his own are twitching on your waist, his mind flustered. You move your hands from his face to his neck, to which Jake immediately relaxes at. 

Sure, you two are in the middle of a dumb high-school party, one filled with pounding music and shouting teenagers, but right now, in this moment, Jake can only feel you. And he doesn’t want the feeling to ever stop. 

When you part, Jake’s eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips, his own parted in shock. He thinks he might pass out right here and now. He thinks his heart might explode right here and now. He thinks he might lov-

“Happy?” you turn to a satisfied Jay, ignoring the looks of amusement from Heesung and Sunghoon besides him. 

“Well,” you pat Jake’s leg as you get up from your spot. “I’m gonna get us some drinks. Punch only, of course.” 

Jake’s eyes are on you as you walk away, his face tinted pink from the adrenaline of it all, his heart racing. 

Jake thinks back to three days ago, when he told himself that this idea of yours was going to be all fine. After all, it was only going to be for one week. Afterwards, he can move on with his life as if nothing happened. 

But fast forward 72 hours later, 72 hours after you and Jake started this act, 72 hours after Jake told himself it’ll be all fine, Jake knows he was poorly mistaken.

Because 72 hours later, in the middle of a party that reeked of the combined smell of alcohol and sweat, Jake knows one thing and one thing for sure.

He never wants to move on from the feeling of being with you. He never wants to move on from this.

From you. 

He’s screwed. 

Saturday, December 12th 

When Jake wakes up, much later than he intended to, on Saturday morning, the first sensation he feels are his tingling lips, still in disbelief that they graced your own last night. 

The second sensation being his pounding mind––it’s running through ten million thoughts at a time, telling him no last night wasn’t a dream. 

Third: his heart beating so fast at the thought of you, he thinks he might beat out of his chest.

And fourth, a buzzing noise. 

Jake blindly flounders his arm to the table beside him in hopes of finding the origin of the annoying sound, aka, his phone. 

After knocking down multiple miscellaneous items on his nightstand (he makes a mental note to clean his room later), he successfully retrieves the item of search. 

Jake squints at the bright screen, mind still cloudy from a mix of 1) being half-asleep, and 2) still processing what happened the night before. 

y/n [11:10AM]: r u awake yet? 

y/n [11:22AM]: imma take that as a no

y/n [11:35AM]: lemme know when ur up 

jake [11:44AM]: just woke up sorry 

jake [11:44AM]: are you okay? what’s up

y/n [11:45AM]: r u busy? 

y/n [11:45AM]: kinda wanted to talk abt smth

jake [11:45AM]: uh well no im still in bed lmao

y/n [11:46AM]: cool im outside your door 

Jake’s eyes widen as he processes your last few texts. 

Talk? Outside his door? 

Jake’s heart is nervously pounding as jumps out of bed and quickly puts on the first plaid flannel he finds. He scrambles to his mirror and gives his reflection a quick run-down. 

He’s sporting your his favorite hoodie underneath the flannel that’s long overdue a wash and his tousled hair has seen better days, but he couldn't care less. 

Before his mind can catch up to his actions, he’s rushing down the stairs, skipping two at a time and to this front door. Because he didn’t want to keep you waiting? Because he was too excited to see you? Maybe a mix of both. Definitely more of the latter, however. 

He quickly runs a hand through his hair to try to fix it up as much as he can, to no avail, before opening the door to reveal you, sitting on the steps of his front porch. 

“y/n,” he’s breathing heavily as you turn to greet him with your sweet smile he didn’t even realize he was missing. Is it possible to miss someone overnight? Jake concludes yes, it definitely is. 

“Did you run down here or something?,” you question his out-of-breath state, a teasing tone laces the tip of your tongue. 

“Or something,” Jake mutters as he closes the front door behind him to join you on the steps when you make no sign of moving. “Have you been out here all morning?” 

“Not allll morning. I had a feeling you’d sleep in so I came around the time I first texted you. Would’ve knocked but didn’t wanna bother your family,” you hum, keeping your eyes trained on the peaceful scenery around you. 

You’ve always loved Jake’s neighborhood, it brought you a sense of peace, a sense of home. 

Or was that because it reminded you of Jake? 

“You could never be a bother,” he quickly rebuttals as he takes his seat next to you on the steps. 

You respond with a soft smile before turning your attention back to anything other than the boy next to you. Your mind seems to be lost in its own thoughts, Jake can tell by the distant look in your eyes. 

The sound of birds chirping in the distance fills the silence that falls between the two of you. 

Any other day, Jake would love this. He savors every second he’s with you, even if it’s just pure silence. 

But this silence was different. It wasn’t the usual comforting, warm silence that the two of you share on a typical day. This one held tension, tension so thick that Jake doesn’t know where to begin thinking. 

But here’s the thing. Jake doesn’t think. 

Not when it comes to you. 

He takes a deep breath. Rubs his hands together. Pats them on his lap. Turns towards you. 

“Look, I-” 

“I think I might like you.” The words come out of your mouth so fast, Jake’s positive he heard you wrong the first time around. 

He whips his head to meet your eyes, your own already staring back at him, your bottom lip nervously tucked under your teeth. 

“No, I––I do. I know I do. I’m sorry. I didn’t know how to tell you and I don’t think I’m doing a very good job right now,” the words are all of the sudden tumbling out of your mouth as if your brain flipped a switch and isn’t able to turn it off. “In hindsight, I should’ve known better to fake date my own best friend. But these past few days made me realize how much I love being with you. And not like how I’m always with you 24/7 before this entire thing started, but being with you. I even started getting that weird, bubbly feeling in my stomach every time I so much as heard your name. And then last night at the party, I realized afterwards that I wouldn’t have kissed you if some part of me didn’t see you in that way. Even if it meant Jay would’ve been on our asses all night if I didn’t. So yeah.” 

You finish with a deep breath and look up at him to meet his widened eyes. Silence.

Jake thought he was braindead during last week’s history quiz. Jake thought he was braindead when he had to cram a semester’s worth of chemistry content the night before his exam. Heck, Jake thought he was braindead when you first told him about your idea of a fake dating him. But no, this is braindead.

He’s finally hearing what he’s been dreaming of for so long, and of all times, now his brain decides to shut off.  

“Are you..uh..are you gonna say anything?” You’re nervously fumbling with your hands, desperate to distract yourself with anything else apart from his silent stare. 

"Why are you sorry?" Jake says before his mind can think of anything else. He doesn't pay attention to his thumping heart that's one look-from-you away from exploding right then and there. "You didn't do anything wrong. If anything, you took the words right out of my mouth.” 

Now you're staring at him with the wide eyes, the words processing in your mind.

Jake realizes he's waited too long to do this. A few years too long. He also realizes he shouldn't have put on that extra layer of a flannel. The nervous tension created by the two of you was suffocating enough, and being outside under the bright sun didn’t help. 

"I like you too. God y/n, I like you too so much," Jake doesn't even care if his words are all sorts of messed up right now. He just needs you to get the idea. "I have for a while now.” 

You let out a relieved sigh, ecstasy rushing through your blood. “Really? I think I have for a while too. I’m so stupid, it took me so long to realize it. It didn’t hit me until I realized how I felt around you, compared to the guy I’m supposed to actually have a crush on.” 

Jake lets out a laugh, the tension immediately dissolving. “Hey, if it wasn’t for Sunghoon, I don’t think we’d be here right now.” 

“You’re right, I’m too oblivious and you’re too awkward to actually make a move,” you wink at him. If his heart wasn’t fluttering at the sight of you, on his porch on a Saturday morning, confessing your feelings to him, Jake probably would’ve lightly shoved you away. 

Instead, he’s turning to you with the most endeared look on his face, and you’re blushing underneath his gaze.

“What? Stare much?” You giggle, quoting the boy himself as you shyly duck your head to avoid his stare. 

Jake gently grabs your chin to tilt your face towards his, and before you can process what’s happening, he suddenly meets your lips with his own, closing the gap between you two. 

Jake thinks if the ground underneath him right now decided to open up and swallow him whole, he’d die happily. 

Jake smiles against you, feeling comfort in ways he’ll never be able to achieve without you. 

Your hands instinctively find their way into his hair, as one of his rests below your ear, thumb softly caressing your cheek, the other pulling you in by the waist. He’s naturally leaning into you, gravitating towards your warmth, unable to stop the giddy feeling bubbling in his stomach. 

He doesn’t think the feeling will ever go away. 

When you pull away to catch your breath, you rest your head against the nook of his neck, basking in his presence as his arms both find their way around your waist. You sigh in pleasure. 

“Remember at the beginning of all of this, when you told me ‘Just try not to fall in love with me?’” Jake gently says. Jake feels the slight nod you give against his shoulder as you hum in response. 

Jake whispers two more words into your ear, filling you with happiness and warmth you know you won’t be able to find through anyone––or anything––else. 

“Too late.” 

✰ if you made it ‘til the end, ily :’))))) 

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[nashibirne]

Aaaw, the way you chose to celebrate your milestone is so lovely! I'm sure all of your fans will be over the moon because of that! And let me tell you that you deserve each and every one of your followers and more!!!

Of course I would like to submit a prompt idea for your celebration (but please, feel free not to follow it, if you are not in the mood for it)

- discovery of the first pregnancy

- Napoleon Solo

- Special requests? You can skip this, but it would be nice if maybe thay had encountered some difficulties to get pregnant

- I would like the reader/OFC to be a shy woman, from a poor background that fought hard to study and become an art historian. A bit chubby, blue eyed and blonde would be perfect

So, here is another prompt based ficlet for my milestone celebration 🥳. Baby themed again, it really seems you guys like kids and animals!

My dear nonie, thank you so much for your prompt and your very sweet and kind words. I really hope you like the way I turned your prompt into a ficlet, it would be great if you'd let me know!

Sweet Surprise

Pairing: Napoleon Solo x reader

Words: ~ 800

Summary: Napoleon and his wife want a baby

Warnings: This is so fluffy, it goes without warnings (except for the mention of problems with getting pregnant)

UNBETA'ED! English is not my mother tongue, so expect bad grammar, wrong spelling, chaotic punctuation and clumsy language. All mistakes are mine…

Pics for the header from Pinterest

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Let's go.....

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Napoleon Solo didn't expect much. He didn't want to expect much. The risk of getting disappointed was too high. He knew this because it wouldn't be the first time. They had hoped many times for good news but whenever his wife had told him her period was late with this spark of happiness in her pretty blue eyes, hope had crumbled to dust when she had started to bleed a few days or weeks later.

Doc Thomas had told them it wasn't unusual, that some couples just needed more time to conceive than others and that they should not to worry. "Just keep on trying," he had said with a wink, "it's the fun part of it all." So they had tried and tried and almost two years had passed by and they were still without children.

Napoleon sighed and poured himself another glass of whiskey, taking a sip, glancing at the big, old clock above the fireplace for the millionth time. He walked from their living room to the hallway, looking up to the first floor, listening if the door to their bedroom was finally opened. But there was nothing but muffled voices and the sound of his heart racing in his chest. What was Doc Thomas doing up there? He'd arrived thirty minutes ago, usually it didn't take him more than fifteen minutes to examine y/n. He started to pace the room with big strides, his lips pressed into a thin line, his forehead creased, trying to calm down desperately. He needed to be strong for her, collected, radiating confidence, not despondency.

Usually his wife was much stronger than him, a real fighter by nature. When they'd met for the first time, that trait had immediately attracted him. He remembered that night so very well. The big, old museum, the opening of the exhibition she had curated. His friend, who had taken him there, kept on gushing about the first female art historian to work at the venerable institution. He told him she had made it all the way up from the daughter of poor but decent parents to the successful curator of one of the biggest museums in the United States. All by herself, just with brains and hard work.

He had been impressed and intimidated by her before even seeing her on stage. When he finally did, it was love at first sight. Her beautiful face, her curvy body, her blonde hair, she was like a sexy, chubby angel, sweeping him away with her natural grace and her special appeal. Of course he managed to talk to her during the soirée and she surprised him with a lovely shyness, that was such a sweet contrast to her reputation of being the toughest woman in the art scene. They shared their first kiss that night on a balcony under the full moon and had been inseparable ever since.

The sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs interrupted Leon's thoughts. Doc Thomas gave him a sad smile and an apologetic shrug. "Your wife is waiting for you upstairs, Mr Solo," he said softly before taking his hat and leaving.

Napoleon gulped and took a deep breath before he went to face her. When he entered the room he found y/n sitting on the bed, looking at him with an unreadable expression on her pretty face. He kneeled down in front of her and took her hands in his, kissing her fingertips tenderly.

"I'm so sorry, darling," he said, locking eyes with the love of his life. "We'll keep on trying, okay? Next month... I'm sure…"

Y/n looked at him and her face lit up, her lips curling into a smile. She cupped his face with her hands and kissed him.

"Next month, Leon, we can start to turn the study into a nursery," she whispered and her eyes started to fill with tears. "And I'm going to knit a lot of these." She reached under the blanket and pulled out tiny, green, knitted rompers.

Napoleon stared at her.

"I don't understand, honey…"

"I'm four months pregnant, Leon. We're going to have a baby."

"But Doc Thomas…he left without a word…", he said, completely confused and overwhelmed.

"I asked him not to say anything. I wanted to surprise you." She looked at him, her eyes full of tender love. "The light bleedings I had is nothing to worry about. It happens sometimes. He heard our child's heartbeat, darling. Can you believe it?"

She started to sob and cry for joy and Napoleon took her in his arms, holding her close, kissing the teardrops from her face, his own cheeks wet from the tears of joy he was shedding.

"This is so wonderful, my love," he whispered softly in her ear. "It feels so unreal."

"I know," she agreed, "but it is real. You're going to be a dad, Leon. And I'm going to be a mum."

"We're going to be a family," he said with a nod and a happy smile before he kissed her again, passionately this time, ready to celebrate this perfect surprise.

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