#I want my older boyfriend already :(((( lmaooo

[spideysbruh]

Distance

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y/n i love you heaps, like candy sweets

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tchalamet i love you more, like the sea loves the shore

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rocketyn my favorite celeb couple fr

ynslipgloss yns aesthetic is my favorite it's so pleasing

@y/n just tweeted- just said bye to my boyfriend cause he'll be gone for like four months oh imma kms

@snowyyn replied- me after I finish a movie with him

@y/n replied to @snowyyn- girl me too

@realchalamet replied- stop. I miss you already.

@y/n replied to @realchalamet- BABEEE 😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔

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caption- princess. missing her so much

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y/n in my tropical era 💕

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tchalamet I MISS YOU

y/n I MISS YOU MORE BABY

tchalamet so beautiful

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tchalamet I wish I could twirl your hair around my fingers right now.

y/n stop im gonna cry. I wish you were here so I could give you a back rub

modernyn oh he's a mess rn

ynstan his comments 😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶💕 so cute

@y/n just tweeted- watching kingsman im literally sooooo horny right now

@lovelyyn replied- REAL AS FUCKK

@y/n replied- like that man can do whatever he wants to me I swearrrr

@chromeyn replied- god I hope you never stop oversharing with us

@realchalamet replied- um ??? we're still together babe chill 🤨

@y/n replied to @realchalamet- ... im literally sooo joking hahaha you're the only man I've ever found attractive hahahaha (I miss you so much)

@realchalamet replied- I can see you still replying to other people 🙄

@richgirlyn replied- I'm deadd but I sooo understand you

@y/n replied- likeeeeee ?!!!???!

@y/n just tweeted- got high and took pictures of taron egerton in kingsman like it was a concert

@busyyn replied- been there fr

@huffleyn replied- sounds like a normal viewing of that movie tbh

@realchalamet liked and replied- what about my movies ? 🙁

@y/n liked and replied- oh dune is next baby don't worry

@realchalamet liked and replied- YAYYYYY

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caption- missing his goofy lil ass extraaaa hard rn 🤧

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caption- missing this

@chalswonka just tweeted- bro timmy is yearning soooo bad lmaooo they gotta see each other soon I swear

@princessyn replied- it's so funny the differences in their posts y/n is just thirsting over ppl in movies and then he's like "miss her so much😭😭😭🔫🔫🔫💔💔💔" LMAOOOO

@spaceyn replied- tbf ppl were hating on her when she WOULD post about him a lot in the beginning, so she toned down a lot. ppl hate on her too much smfh

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tchalamet MY LOVE SURPRISED MEEEE

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ynssocks YAYYY MY PARENTS ARE TOGETHER AGAINN

y/n ig I love you or smth idk 🙄

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y/n this is about to be the best four days of your life fr

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timmylaurie god she's so pretty wtf man

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caption- babygirl 😍😍😍🥰🥰

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y/n 🥺 missed him lots

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tchalamet like tater tots?

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florencepugh MY FAVOURITE PEOPLEEE

y/n I LOVE YOU FLO

lucyxyn the throwback to her older captions w him 😭🫶

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caption- our last day together for another two months 💔

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tchalamet i love you.

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y/n this is gonna be the worst two months of my life

bratzyn she's literally an angel I swear

lauriesamy he always takes the best pictures of her 🥺

takemetotheyn you glow different in the photos taken by someone who truly loves you

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@y/n just tweeted- help i miss my bf 💔

@pepperyyn replied- uh oh now she's yearning 😭😭

@ynshairtie replied- there we goooo

@realchalamet replied- I miss you more 🥺

@snowyyn replied- damn no thirsting now

@y/n replied- well... maybe later 😔🤧

@y/n just tweeted- watching 21 jump street and omg dave franco is so cute🤭🤭 ive been giggling for the entire movie

@lauriesyn replied- girl your mann!!

@tipsyyn replied- IT RHYMES WITH GRAPE

@ynsbra replied- if she was still w her ex he would cry and post ab how he's gonna khs over this

@sazonyn replied to @ynsbra- HELPP WHOS HER EX ?!?!?!!!

@ynxtim replied- sh*wn m*ndes 💀💀 there's so many compilations of him being a weirdo jealous obsessed bf w her... even after for a while he was weird ab her. even though HE broke up w HER ... anyways yeah he sucks

@realchalamet replied- reduce... reuse... recycleee 🎶🎶🎶

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@y/n replied- i love how that's the scene you remember 😭😭💕

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y/n living like a lusty flowerrr

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tchalamet I can't take this, you're too beautiful how did this happen

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lauriesyn she's so ethereal

tchalamet are you running through the grass for hours?

y/n yeah and rolling through the hay like a puppy child fr

rachelzegler my pretty best friend !!!

y/n we ARE the two pretty best friends

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caption- missing this. missing you @tchalamet

@y/n just tweeted- SEEING MY BOYFRIEND OH SO SOONNNN

@y/n replied- I watched wonka and little women on repeat I swear that's how badly I missed him 😭💕

@wonkasyn replied- what a journey we've witnessed

@realchalamet replied- I CANT WAIT BABYYYY

@gourmetyn replied- yayyy my parents will be back together again 🫶

@y/n liked and replied to @gourmetyn- you still have to send the adoption papers

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[yu-huuuu]

𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥;; 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰

[ 🌸 ] konoha boys version

characters: naruto uzumaki; neji hyuga; shikamaru nara; kiba inuzuka; minato namikaze; kakashi hatake

genre: fluff

warnings: none, fem!reader, umm mentions of the word v*gina i guess?, also mentions of blood, menstrual pads annnd colics...

part 1;;

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naruto uzumaki

* hyperactive boy, I love him <3

* In any case

* He does not know what to do

* He had that class where the teachers explained that topic, but he didn't pay attention

* And now he doesn't know what's going on, which makes him nervous and sad because he really wants to be a good boyfriend :(

*So he goes and talks to Tsunade about your situation

* After the informative talk he already has an idea

* He goes and asks if you need anything because he is going to buy some things

* If you say that if you need something, he will bring what you want

* But the reason for buying it was to buy things to hang out

* Practically, he made a massive purchase of things to eat and for you two to cuddle up and watch bad movies all day

"Hey Y/N, buy ramen and candy, we watch bad movies?"

“Naruto! Thank you and yes please”

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neji hyuga

*serious boy~

*He must really love you to get into this mess, lmao

* Although he enjoys it

* He loves you and wants to learn all about you, even at this time of the month

* He was so confused and worried when he saw you in a ball on the bed while enduring bad cramps

* He didn't know whether to touch you or what to do

* He is not the best at comforting, but my Boy is doing everything in his power xd

* So he starts to take care of you more

* He is like your personal doctor

* Oh, you said hugs? Sure, why not?

* Runs from one side to the other while bringing you different sweets and also many compresses

* Oh, no, are the compresses cold yet?. Oh, I'll bring you more, just hold on, okay?

“Y/N brought you more treats”

"Thank you Neji, can we hug now?"

“Sure dear”

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shikamaru nara

*this guy is funny lmaooo

* It's like: ????

* When he sees you with a face of pain

* "Y/N! What's wrong, are you okay?!"

* Of course you're not okay, blood is coming out of your vagina 😂

* Obviously, you tell him and he is more confused than before

* Why so much drama? he wonders

*Obviously, he doesn't know about this because just like Naruto didn't pay attention, he was too focused on sleeping to pay attention to that talk

* *Shikamaru very repentant*

* You mention colic and how it hurts, and that sometimes you feel like you're in labor

* *Shikamaru very repentant x2*

* Anyway

* Now that he understands more

* Takes care of you more <3

*Obviously, he mentions going to see the clouds while you huddle on the porch and you eat the snacks Shikamaru went to buy you

* Shikamaru is a good boyfriend, only sometimes he has a hard time understanding women 😂 especially the female body

“The clouds look beautiful today”

“Yes, but no more than you”

“…Are you saying this to make me feel better?”

"Is working?"

“It is, keep saying nice things to me, please”

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kiba inuzuka

* Aa

* This guy and his dog 😂

* Anyway

* Kiba has his mom and an older sister

* So he gets to understand what you're going through

* Understanding boy Understanding boy-

* will pamper you

* "I heard that chocolates help, right Akamaru?"

* Oh, the sheets got dirty with your blood? Don't worry, he'll take care of it, go take a shower while he cleans

* Proud guy at the end of the day for taking care of his girl

* "We did a good job, right Akamaru?". “Wauf”

* They both cuddle with you at the end of the day ❤️

"Are you comfortable baby?"

"Yes, thanks Kiba- oh you too Akamaru"

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minato namikaze

*fast boy ⚡️

* He is also the hokage ✨

* In any case

* Sweet boy

* It will keep you as comfortable as possible

* Also when he's too busy with paperwork he'll send a shadow clone to come see you

* Shadow clone of minato will be your personal servant if you need anything

* Candies? Why not? Ice cream? Sure just wait give me a second

* The "wait, give me a second" is serious with him💀

* Anyway

* He will take care of you as much as he can because you know, you are his girl and even if he is far away, he will always take care of you

"Baby, are you alright?"

"Minato! Are you here already?"

"Of course honey, I brought you what you asked for"

It's a love please protect it 🥺

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kakashi hatake

*confused boy

* Is your period today?

*(He actually smelled your blood from a mile away but thought you were hurt 😂)

* Oh and now what are we going to do?

* He luckily worked with women when he was still in ANBU

* Only he saw his behavior from afar and… he was scared

* He never saw someone change their mood so quickly

* Like; before she was pleased with the world, then she was sad and now she is angry

* In any case

* He will take care of you

* And if he can't because he have something to do?, he'll ask Pakkun to take care of you, what if he can't? He will make a shadow clone Psss The last option is Gai 😂 also the; "I'll take care of you with the shadow clone", he learned from his sensei

* But don't worry, this won't be so common

* What will be common will be how soft and gentle it will be with you

* As it is already soft and gentle with you but now it is multiplied by two

* He is just a soft guy who likes to take care of his girl

"Y/N! how are you?"

“…you are a shadow clone right?”

"-yes but the real Kakashi will arrive soon"

“He better be.”

* In general, they give their S/O a lot of cuddles and love🥰 and a gentle treatment...

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[anonymouspuzzler]

Hey, Puzz— hey!! Look OVER hERE

Get QUESTION GAUNTLET'D! ! !

• Between Buck and Davey, who's the neat freak and the messy partner of the relationship (or like. Who is. The one who. Cleans often while the other makes a mess lol)?

• How does the trio personally unwind after a long day of work?

• What's their favourite chores if they like doing em?

• Who would be most likely to get excited abt buying new sponges and dishwashing soap...... (I personally am very guilty of this LMAOOO)

• Who is most likely to impulsively buy. Things?

• Does any of the trio collect things? Ik Minnie likes animals a lot but I'm talking more of. Trinkets and stuff. And if so, what would they usually collect? (Can they show me..... /Nf)

Found myself suddenly thinking of domestic fluff for your OCs while I was washing dishes woops ehehehe. I'm also a sucker for. The mundane and the sweet little things that can happen during that 👍

THE BLORBOS FRO MY HEAD HAVE INVADED YOURS AND NOW I GET TO REAP THE BENEFITS BY TALKING ABOUT THEM ON PURPOSE!!! HAHAHA YIPEEEEEEEEEEE

Generally speaking, Buck's the neat freak of the two - Davey isn't exactly a mess by any means, but he's pretty laid-back about stuff, whereas Buck likes things A Certain Way and spends a lot of his free time on chores and tidying stuff up. (It's exactly the opposite in their workspace, though. Davey's Actually Professionally Trained and tends to try and keep tools and supplies properly cared for and sorted and such, and their tech and whatnot maintained as professionally as he can manage, whereas Buck is full. yeah yeah just slap some duct tape on that bad boy. put another fan down there to deal with that thing that keeps spewing smoke. it's fine. don't be a baby about it)

Davey's big on just putting something on TV or playing video games to unwind, as is Minnie. Buck kind of does the same, but he's more about just kind of sitting back and having something making noise in the background vs. actively watching or doing something, if that makes sense. Minnie also enjoys doing some reading (as does Buck on occasion, but to a much lesser extent, and not usually after he's been working and is already exhausted), and Davey will occasionally take a jog to wind down if he's got the energy to spare. (Buck and Davey are also big on some good ol' fashioned post-work Casual Physical Affection, but less so now that Minnie's living with them. They Will Not Be Making Out In Front Of Their Niece Actually)

Buck, despite complaining, actually generally likes most if not all chores. He likes getting his living spaces Clean and In Order! Davey and Minnie, by contrast, are pretty ambivalent at best to chores - I don't think there's any they'd say they "like." (Secretly Minnie's come to enjoy helping to keep the workshop clean, though.)

Buck. One Hundred Percent Buck. Davey and Minnie Do Not Understand but like Davey at least is happy his boyfriend's happy.

They all have their weaknesses for this, with asterisks - Minnie's both an impulsive shithead 13 year old and actually Very Recently comes from a background where she Could just kind of buy whatever without consequences, so in that respect she's the most likely. Davey, meanwhile, likes little useless trinkets and such and can be a little bit driven by impulse on occasion, but 1) he's a reasonable adult who has learned, sometimes the hard way, that he doesn't need and shouldn't have everything that briefly strikes his fancy, and 2) if he decides he wants it anyway he's a supervillain he's just gonna steal it. he don't have money lmao. Buck is the least likely EXCEPT that he's very susceptible to like... dark pattern type marketing-slash-game things? What I'm trying to say is Buck spent a lot of money on Cookie Run until Davey got it off his phone and password locked the app store

Davey collects video games! especially older ones he played growing up. He's also got a soft spot for weird old technology in general, but doesn't actively seek it out so much, though occasionally Buck or someone like the Junkyard Queens'll gift him something they find along those lines. Speaking of I guess technically Buck collects junk and scrap and such to tinker with. Like i Guess that counts

#long post #anonymous puzzler answers #laurzzz #anonymous puzzler originals #villain coded comic #if buck had the means to just Way Of The Househusband himself i think he would be very happy and fulfilled. #like if he just got to be a suburban househusband saying ominous terrifying shit that would be good for him. #i bet you davey called buck his 'trophy husband' half as a joke Once and buck got so flustered he had to lie facedown on the floor about it

[deceasedream69]

Hey! Reqesting a Five H. x Harrington!Fem!Reader.

Anything is good, but i would love a fic where Five meets the reader's friends and brother, and he's all stressed bc of the approval of their relationship means a lot ot the reader so it means, it means a lot to five as well.

Meeting the fam

- "this is stupid", he said fixing his tie.

- "If it's so stupid why do you care so much about your appearance?", I turned to look at how he fixed his outfit.

- "presentation is always important. For both of us, come here", he said putting a strand of my hair behind my ear and kissing my cheek.

- "you're not going to bribe me into cancelling tonight"

- "I tried", he said walking faster.

We reached the restaurant, my siblings talking and drinking already.

I took five's hand before entering.

- "don't be nervous, they're really chill. And sometimes a little bit... Too much, just don't fight with them, please?"

He just stared at me.

- "pretty please?", I smiled awkwardly

- "I... I'll try", he said smiling.

We entered and went directly to the table, greeting everyone.

- "this is my boyfriend, Five", i nudge his arm and he smiled... Awkwardly but extra points for at least trying.

- "so, where's the rest of him?", Said my younger sister, she was like that with everyone.

I saw five get serious.

- "and where's your WHOLE partner?", I asked taking one of the glasses on the table.

The rest of my siblings laughed. Including Five.

- "nice to see you again after so long", replied my sister.

- "nice to see you haven't changed a bit", I said standing up to hug her.

After the whole apocalypse thing, twice, we haven't really talked. And they didn't exist in 1963 so...

- "and I also wanted you to meet my boyfriend", said my older brother.

We welcomed him too, he wasn't safe from my sister's jokes either.

The night was not so bad. Sometimes Five would grab my hand under the table, or put his hand on my thigh. Which let me know that he was a little nervous, but I always offered him a smile and hold his hand back to make him calm.

It worked most of the times. Until the last part.

- "I mean, you really want us to believe that you, I mean, you", said my little sister pointing at Five and me. "Saved the world in a year when we couldn't be there to check it was true. Interesting"

Five glared at her.

- "you? We don't need you to believe", I said taking Five's hand under the table.

- "I mean, I know we're all thinking it", she said turning to look at our two brothers and my older brother's partner.

- "not really", said my brother y/b/n, he was a year older the me, and two years younger than my older brother.

- "right, this was a wonderful dinner, but I'm afraid we should get going, right angel?", Said Five turning to look at me.

- "sure", I said smiling at him.

He took my hand and after paying our part we leaved the restaurant, but not in a normal way, Five turned to look at my sister and teleported us out of the restaurant. I could feel five's breathing going back to normal.

- "well that was interesting", he said putting his arm around my shoulder.

- "I'm sorry for my sister", I said laying my head on his shoulder.

- "she seemed very interesting, a little jealous maybe"

I laughed.

- "yeah... She's never had anything good happening in her life... I kinda feel sad for her"

- "besides, I have to thank your brothers, if it wasn't for tonight's dinner I wouldn't seen you in such a pretty dress", he said smirking.

- "I could say the same about your suit but, you know, I always have that privilege" i kissed his cheek.

The end.

A/n: I don't know wtf I just wrote. I kind of zone out while my hands move lmaooo, but if you want me to make another on or change something let me know xo

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[allofthebees]

Watched the first episode of tmm and... Hmm

First of all I think I prefer the old soundtrack it's not bad but the old one just felt more fun to me

It's only the first episode so I'll withhold most judgement but I will say I hope they flesh out Ichigo's personality a little more and than just "I want a boyfriend" bc that's... Literally all she talked about the entire episode. Like I remember the og she had a more personal reaction to her transformation along with worrying about how Masaya would feel but now so far it's allll about him

They made Masaya more interesting already so props there lol

Like godd I'm pretty sure the og first ep had them going on a date already and Ichigo liked him BECAUSE of his interest in animals and the environment (along with other things) and now she's only just learning that after immediately having a crush on him from watching him for 10 seconds. She's only caring now bc HE does. I like the scene where she's realizes she doesn't know what she wants to do when she's older I hope she gains a bit of self discovery but if it revolves around Masaya then MAN

ALSO they skipped the whole sequence of her developing Catgirl symptoms before her transformation whyyy it was funny

Minto being the ringleader is REALLY interesting. She was always my fave so I'm not gonna complain there lol

Ryou needs to stop touching Ichigo lmaooo

For the love of God I like Quiche but if he's full on Pepe le Pew again and the fandom treats it like it's romantic I'm gonna go insane

Overall there's things I like and dislike so far :shrug: I'm sooo glad they didn't cgi the transformation sequence like sailor moon lol

Oh also the new designs are fantastic I love them all

#magical girl anime has that issue in general of just having girls care about romance and only romance but loke #i don't remember it being that annoying lol #idk maybe my expectations are a lil too high but with this being a modern reboot i figured certain aspects would be handled better than b4 #but it IS only the first ep so ill hold into hope #buzz buzz

[sukirichi]

— out of reach | gojo x reader

request: Girllllll I just read your jealous gojo fic and my heart went 📈📈📈📈💥💥💥 youre now one of my fav writers 🙏🧎‍♀️And the spicy parts 😫😫😫 💖 If your asks are still open, could I please request a fic where GOJO has a size kink 🥺🥺🥺 my 5’1 ass is obsessed with that shizzzz 

pov: you’re gojo’s childhood friend and roommate – which leads to utter chaos – or perhaps utter bliss?

warnings: size kink, lots of teasing, lots of cursing, dirty talk, choking (probably not in the way you think), body worship, lots of size difference scenes, slight manhandling, overstimulation, thigh fucking, vaginal sex, unprotected sex (don’t do this irl guys) + unedited fic :D

notes: idk what happened here LMAOOO but i loved writing this one because i’m short as hell too lol. thanks for this request anon, i hope you like it! <3

word count: 10.5k

masterlist ! 

If you’re going to be honest, having Gojo as a roommate is something completely unexpected.

Not only are you two from entirely different worlds – him as a jujutsu sorcerer and you as an average human who can’t see curses – but he’s also just someone who is entirely out of your league. He’s respected and looked up to in his field of work, while half of your co-workers don’t even know your name, much less notice you in function parties where you mostly just nibble on sushi before calling it a day and turning back home.

You and Gojo met in elementary school. You could tell from the way he’s surrounded by servants and stern looking adults, firm hands on his small shoulders, that he was different from everyone else.

Apparently, he comes from one of the three big clans in the jujutsu world or whatever. You honestly don’t care about any of that, because Gojo refuses to act maturely about his role in the clan. You still remember how quiet he was on the first day of school, never smiling and keeping to himself despite your persuasion to eat lunch with him or play with him after school in the courtyard.

You miss that Gojo Satoru – the quiet, serious kid who was far too gentle in his actions yet firm in his words and beliefs. When you were still a little girl, you admired how he seemed older than his age, a wistful look in those azure blue eyes of his that you’ve always loved.

To you, Gojo Satoru was your hero. You’ve always been one of the shortest kids in class, and it didn’t help that you really loved pigtails all the way until middle school that made you an easy target from immature people who’s being hit way too fast by puberty and growing each passing day. You never minded your short stature because really, it’s just height, but you couldn’t ignore how your confidence dwindled each day when they called you several array of nicknames.

Too shy to fight back, you’d laugh it off or force a smile.

Gojo wasn’t having any of it. He’d break his silence and immediately pull you to his side (which only made things worse because Gojo was one of the tallest kids in class, further emphasizing how small you are right next to him) before threatening to smack the kids right in the face.

The threat should be enough to land him detention, but because he’s Gojo Satoru, the golden kid everyone loved, they took his word seriously.

At the age of eleven, you started seeing your best friend as your knight in shining armour. Gojo basked in this, growing protective and always glaring at whoever snickered when you walked past them. Sometimes he even bared his teeth to hiss at them, which was honestly so ridiculous now that you think about, though the message – the threat – always came across loud and clear.

So yeah, you love Gojo, you still do.

Years flew by and the two of you grew apart due to work and also as a part of growing up. You still kept in contact, messaging each other once a month to ask the other how they’re doing. His work kept him extremely busy though, and Gojo didn’t want you involved in the dangers of what he’s doing, so he makes sure to keep a safe distance.

Until six months ago, you hear a banging on your door. You’re just about ready to throw hands because your former roommate moved out to live with her stoner boyfriend, leaving you to shoulder all the bills and responsibilities of maintaining a two man apartment.

A sneer forms on your lips as you swing the door open, a scowl already on your face. You assumed it was your roommate who returned to get the pair of lace panties they left in their room, but instead, your childhood friend stands before you, taller (seriously, how has he not stopped growing?) and definitely a lot hotter than the last time you saw him.

One thing leads to another, and now it feels like there was never such distance between the two of you with how easily you both fell back into a comfortable – yet chaotic – rhythm and routine of being each other’s roommate.

Not that you mind, of course. Gojo’s definitely changed a lot from when you were kids. He’s no longer that stiff or sensitive when it comes to others. In fact, it seems like he loosens up a lot more with age, because you can barely recognize the man living under the same roof with you now.

For one thing, Gojo is loud. Like really talkative, won’t shut the fuck up and speaks like he’s in a screaming contest with someone. It doesn’t matter if you’re taking an important phone call or sleepwalking at three in the morning to pee, Gojo is always creating some sort of ruckus.

You’d never admit it out loud, but you loved it. You love him.

He’s definitely a lot more enthusiastic and fun to be with now that both of you have grown up, or in Gojo’s case, simply aged. His maturity reversed backwards because it feels like you’re taking care of a little kid.

Not only does his body clock is practically non-existent, he’s also horrible when it comes to taking care of himself and being punctual with work.

Fortunately for him, you love him, and you both leave for work at the same time. You always wake up earlier to prepare breakfast so you’d both have energy to start the day – although you highly doubt there’s really anything that depletes his endless source of one.

Sleepily walking through the kitchen with your fist rubbing at your eyes, you rummage through the refrigerator for some eggs when you realize there’s none.

Huh, you think to yourself, scratching your scalp. You’re sure that Gojo went grocery shopping last week since it’s his chore to do the outside stuff like buying groceries and throwing thrash, so where did it go?

You open shelf by shelf, checking each corner and shoving cans aside to look for the tray. With a glare, you stand on your tiptoes to pull the pantry open, only to have your mouth fall aghast because it’s all there – right at the back where you can’t reach it!

Fucking Satoru, you grit your teeth while heaving your body up onto the counter. It’s a struggle because not only are your muscles still half asleep, but because the shelf is right in your face, and if you’re not careful enough, you could hit it right with your face and fall over. Of fucking course you know Satoru did this to make fun of you – and now you retract your statement over your best friend.

It’s all a lie.

He’s a pain in the ass. Why do you even bother cooking for him and letting him live literally just a room away when you know he won’t stop pulling shit like this?

Because, the nagging voice in your head tries to mock, he’s your best friend and you can’t really say no to him. This makes you huff as you carefully pull the tray towards you, hooking two fingers at the edge while your other palm grips at the end of the counter for support. No thanks to your short limbs, you’re practically hogging the shelf by now in an attempt to reach it. You look ridiculous, that’s for sure, and you make a mental note to keep Satoru’s windows open tonight so he freezes to death –

“Aw, cupcake,” a sing-song voice emerges from the other side of the room. “You look so adorable. You should’ve woke me up if you need my help.”

“Fuck off, Satoru,” you flip him off. The man only laughs, the rambunctious sound echoing off the walls. It’s way too early in the morning and he’s already so damn loud; something builds up at the back of your head out of frustration already. His grin only gets wider when you finally got the eggs and clutch it your chest, setting it down on the counter while wiping your sweat away from your face. “Freeloader,” you mutter under your breath, ignoring him when he happily skips over to you.

“Ouch,” he places a palm over his chest, although you both know he’s never really affected by anything. “So what’s for breakfast today? You?”

“You know, I can kick you out anytime I want. I’m being extremely nice even going as far to cook you breakfast before you leave for work, so don’t test my patience.”

“Exactly, my best friend is so kind,” Satoru grows the audacity to rest his arm on your head. This triggers a reflexive response from you; shoulders tensing up and hands curling into fists beside you. “I would totally date her if she wasn’t such a temperamental little devil,” you nearly stab him with a fork with his statement, which he thinks he’s being so sly for but you heard it, and you’re most definitely not pleased with it. “Okay, I’m kidding! I’m going to go shower now!”

You roll your eyes at him and heat the pan over with some oil, muttering under your breath that you’re really going to kick him out soon. As if things couldn’t get worse – as if Satoru couldn’t get any worse – he smacks your backside in the process before darting to the showers.

“Gojo Satoru!”

“Morning, best friend, love ya!”

You were right. He is a pain in the ass.

“You don’t always have to walk me to work.”

“I know.”

“So why’re you still here? I’m not a little kid anymore,” Contrary to your words, you stick closer to Satoru when the morning rush of workers and students begin to crowd the streets. Your best friend notices this with a small smile, his hand resting on the small of your back. “Don’t even try, Satoru.”

“I wasn’t saying anything.”

“I know that look on your face,” you fiddle with the buttons of your uniform, sighing when Satoru follows you inside the bus after tapping your phone for two seats. It’s not a surprise to you anymore that most of your expenses are spent by him, for him, and he lazily sprawls his long limbs across the seat before you pulling you down right next to him.

As much as you hate this man, especially because he smirks at the attention he’s receiving from women – even men – in the bus, you have to admit he’s warm and smells damn good. You bite the inside of your cheeks, looking around in slight self-consciousness before inching a little closer, just to feel his warmth. He’s comforting – irrationally so – so you set your bag between the both of you to keep your sanity. “If you keep doing this, Principal Yaga might fire your ass because you’re never on time.”

“Trust me, cupcake, he won’t. I’m too valuable for that.”

How you saw that coming – you can’t tell anymore. The bus ride is relatively quiet and eventless, with you dozing off every now and then because you’re never a morning person. Thankfully, Satoru is more respectful this time around, lolling your head until it drops to his shoulder. After that, he snakes his arm around your waist before resting it on your thigh as a way to say you don’t have to head bang every damn second and just sleep.

On any other occasion, you would’ve hated it. You always look so small whenever you’re in Satoru’s presence. It doesn’t help that he’s long and lanky, either, his slender fingers effortlessly caressing your thigh while almost your entire body is flushed next to him. But right now, he’s too warm, too soft, and you’re too tired that for just a little bit, you allow yourself to relax.

A beeping wakes you up a moment later. Opening your eyes, you push yourself off Satoru when you see an old lady reaching for the handles. No one gave up their seats for her even as the bus driver asked her to find a seat lest she’d fall.

“Grandma, here, take my seat—” You’re about to stand up and offer it to her when Satoru tugs you by the wrist. Because of your small, wobbly composure, pulling you to him takes little to no effort. You end up on his lap, sitting on him as if you’re nothing but a small, dainty schoolbag. Satoru is clearly enjoying this because you feel him breathily laugh on the back of your neck, charming – annoyingly so – as he gestures to the now empty spot beside him.

“It’s no worries, Grandma. She’ll be fine,” he gestures to you, patting your head like you’re some puppy. “Please, take a seat. The bus is already moving.”

“Satoru, get off me,” You wriggle yourself from his hold, which only ends up in wasted effort because this big oaf doesn’t even budge. He even bounces you on one of his thighs, and you dig your nails into his arms as a silent plead for him to stop. He ignores this, ignores your small whines and the apparent embarrassment that has you debating whether to punch him or hide yourself in the safety of his uniform.

“She’s a feisty little one, isn’t she?”

The old lady watches the two of you banter, giggling behind her wrinkled hands. “You’re an adorable couple.”

“I think so too!”

“You’re so going to pay for this, Satoru,” you grumble, face planted onto your palms. This is it – the worst day of your life. It’s even worse because despite your protests, you have to admit his lap is actually comfortable. You’ve already known this before after countless times of cuddling with Satoru during movie nights, but its different when you’re both out in public. It feels...oddly intimate and maybe even romantic when he rubs soothing circles at your back, almost as if apologizing for this event. Most of all, you just hate the way something pools beneath your stomach at having him so close to you like this. “This is so embarrassing. I’m practically crushing you with my weight.”

“Please, cupcake, you barely weigh anything. I could easily lift you off with just my finger,” when you elbow him in the chest, Satoru only laughs, raising both hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry, I’ll stop teasing.”

You give up. No one seems to be paying much attention to any of you anyway, so you sigh, letting yourself hide in the crook of his neck as you watch the city pass through the windows. Your body moves as his chest rises and falls from his breathing, the movement oddly comforting. It’s embarrassing – it really is – but at least the grandma was comfortable until Satoru drops you off near your building.

“You don’t have to walk me all the way there.”

“Why not? You don’t want people to see us together or something?”

“No,” you stare at him from the corner of your eye. It’s no secret Satoru is attractive. This bastard knows it too, judging from the way he confidently and arrogantly swaggers next to you, hands shoved deep in his pockets as he walked with no care in the world. “My co-workers keep asking me for your number every time I tell them we’re not dating. It’s getting annoying at this point how they go Satoru this and Satoru that.”

“Am I hearing it right? Is cupcake jealous?”

“I’m not jealous, I’m disgusted,” you correct, “They don’t know how much of a pain you are to have around. They’re so focused with your looks that they completely overlook the fact you can’t even wash your dirty underwear!”

Satoru frowns at this, pointing his finger to you as if you’ve accused him of a huge crime. “Hey, I wash my underwear.”

“Yeah and last time you did, you mixed it with whites! My work uniform turned a stupid shade of blue! Now I can’t picture the colour of your boxers out of my head and it’s giving me a headache!”

“Wow, Y/N,” the smirk on his face and the sudden drop of nicknames lets you know you’ve said something wrong. Even behind his blindfold, you could tell his eyes are just sparkling with amusement. He’s enjoying this way too much. “I never thought you’d ever picture my boxers. I mean, I don’t mind showing it to you if you ask nicely—”

“Ugh, you’re so hopeless. I’m going to work.”

Gojo laughs when you jog away from him. He catches up with you in a matter of seconds, only having to take a few steps forward before he’s right beside you again. You’re unsure if you should be annoyed it’s so easy for him to always be right next to you, and how he almost always is right next to you while you prefer running away. It muddles with your heart and mind so much you pinch the bridge of your nose, trying not to be swayed by the sickeningly sweet sound of his laughter. “I can’t pick you up later, okay? I might work overtime!” (that’s a lie since Gojo prefers shopping and sightseeing)

Both of you know that’s a lie. Gojo never works overtime. He’s going to work for a few hours and so and call playing around with his students as “on-hand learning” before he goes shopping for stupid souvenirs and wild-flavoured mochis, then end his day by sightseeing and coming back home.

“Wasn’t expecting you to,” you mumble, waving goodbye to him as the office doors close. Slowly, Satoru’s grin and enthusiastic farewell fades into view until nothing but the pale, silver walls of your office greets you.

Funny how you claim to hate this man so much, yet the moment he’s out of sight, everything becomes dull and pointless.

It’s an absolutely shitty day. Your equally shitty boss blames you for something you didn’t even do, all because his incompetent secretary – who you’re sure he’s sleeping with – lost this month’s report and claimed she handed it to you last week when you’re not involved in that kind of work. Logic doesn’t come by them because your boss publicly humiliates and scolds you, calling you all kinds of names until tears are streaming down your face.

You slam the door shut the moment you get home, kicking your shoes off as you head straight to your room. You don’t bother taking your makeup off anymore as you change into a loose shirt and floral cotton shirts, padding to the kitchen after seeing Satoru is well nestled into the couch.

At least someone’s had a good day.

Seeing as the sink is empty, he probably hasn’t eaten dinner. This makes you sigh, because when will he ever learn to look after himself? He’s literally like a child.

Satoru pauses whatever he’s watching before he hovers over you, head tilted to the side as he gazes at you with curiosity. You ignore him and begin to set down some bowls and chopsticks for dinner, all the while Satoru is studying every inch of your tightly pulled face. “Bad day?” he concludes.

“Hmm.”

“Bad day it is then,” he nods to himself. “I can cook dinner, if you want.”

“And have you burn my apartment? No thanks,” you scoff, pushing him aside to retrieve the pans when you see that he’s placed them above again, even after you’ve reminded countless times to just leave it near the holders in the sink. “Ugh, why do you keep putting the pans in this shelf? You know I can’t reach this. I’ve had enough with you pulling pranks on me, and don’t think I’ve forgotten you placed my shampoo above the shower head today, you idiot,” you snarl and hop over the counter again to get the pans, trying your best to fight back the tears that are threatening to fall. “You’re really bothersome, you know that?”

“Then why don’t you kick me out?” he challenges, completely oblivious to how you’re struggling – both physically and emotionally. “You always complain about me being a nuisance here, but you’re not really doing anything to keep me out.”

“Because where else would you go?”

“Technically, I have a room back at the Institute.”

“Yeah, but because you’re so stupid and reckless that you got kicked out of your own home,” you spat out, and you watch as Satoru raises a brow at your statement. Banter is common between the both of you, but something about the intensity of your gaze lets him know you’re serious this time around. “I don’t even know how Yuuji puts up with you. That poor Megumi is right when he says you’re insufferable. You’re good for nothing!”

Satoru scoffs, “Fine, if you hate me that much, why didn’t you just say so earlier? I could easily pack my bags and go since I’m just making everything harder—” Satoru doesn’t get to finish what he’s saying when your hand over the counter that acts as support slips under you, and you fall, legs bent awkwardly while you scream, preparing yourself for the impact. The pan is long forgotten, your only thought was oh my god, so this is how I die.

But it never came, and you keep your eyes shut tight even as warm hands cup your ass. Satoru is breathing hard under you. Finally gaining the courage to crack an eye open, your breath halts when you see that he’s sitting on the floor, with you safely nestled between him.

Satoru has always had pretty eyes, but it’s rare he takes off his blindfold off even when he’s home. This is one of those rare occurrences that he seems like a normal human, dressed in a gray sweatshirt that hands low from his collarbones and magnetic blue eyes staring right back at you. His touch is gentle, almost as if he’s afraid to hurt you, and his voice that is usually loud and teasing comes out breathy and hesitant.

“Are you okay?”

Your gaze drops down to his lips. He’s close, so close, that if you just lean a little closer you could – you snap out of your daze. “Get off me.”

“Cupcake, you’re the one who’s on top of me,” his voice falls an octave lower, eyes flitting down to your clothing – or rather the lack of it – before Satoru takes a deep breath. “Did you really have to wear that?”

“I have the right to wear whatever I want in the comfort of my own home.”

“I wasn’t complaining,” he raised a brow, this time completely in control of himself as he gazes back up at you with a burning gaze. You see nothing but the way one corner of his lips tilt up, almost teasing, and he looks so much like a shit-eater that you feel heat crawl down your spine.

You push yourself off him but your bent foot behind you slips, and you fall forward with your hands clutching his strong shoulders. Satoru catches your leg behind you, drags it forward until your knee is pressed in between one of your warmth, very much still enjoying the way you wriggle away from his hold. He knows his effect on you – but you deny this wholeheartedly.

“Careful, cupcake. This isn’t a slip and slide.”

“I hate you so much,” you bare your teeth at him, slapping his chest until he finally lets go of you. Turning your back to him, you pick up the pan and begin preparing your dinner, muttering curses under your breath as you heat up the stove. “I’m kicking you out tomorrow.”

“Why not now?”

“Eat your damn dinner first.”

Dinner after that is awkward. Although Gojo is someone who can wolf down his meal in three seconds, he takes his time in eating to start conversation with you. Sometimes he asks decent questions like how your day was or he’d talk about something stupid, but he’s quiet the whole time. He even volunteers to do the dishes before retreating to his room, coating the house in silence.

It almost feels like you’re all alone over again.

You’ve gotten so used to him being an utter mess everywhere that when he’s not trying to piss you off and actually giving you the much needed peace, you begin to hate it. Memories of the rude things you’ve said to him a while ago play and in your head, and you bang your head against the wall repeatedly.

How are you supposed to apologize to Satoru now?

The answer doesn’t come until you stare at your walls, wide awake at midnight. The house is still eerily silent and you don’t stop shuffling around your bed in discomfort. Many times, you wished that Satoru would shut up and leave you alone, but now that he’s actually done that, it feels weird. Uncomfortable. It feels wrong.

With a grunt, you kick off the sheets and carefully tread to his room, knocking lightly in case he’s already sleeping. “Satoru?” you call out, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. “Are you awake?”

You’ve seen Satoru angry as kids before, but what would he be like now? Would he still want to be your friend? Would he still annoy you by hiding your things somewhere you can’t reach? Or would he be the who is now out of reach? If he leaves...who’s going to walk you to work? Who’s going to complain he doesn’t want to do groceries but buys you things you don’t ask for but want anyway? Who’s going to keep teasing the living daylights out of you if not him?

All these thoughts claw at the back of your mind until your bottom lip trembles. You hate how weak you feel; how you’re never careful with your words.

You never meant it when you said all that.

Your train of thought is cut off when the door swings open, revealing an equally tired-looking Satoru. At the sight of you peering up at him with glossy eyes, he pushes the door wider and steps closer to you, his large hands cupping your face as he leans down in worry. “Cupcake,” his brows pinch together, “Did something happen? Is something wrong?”

“I just wanted to apologize for everything I said,” you blurt out, “I was just tired from work and my boss was being shitty, so I wasn’t totally myself that time and I’m really sorry I took my anger out on you. I didn’t mean it when I said you’re insufferable and that I’m kicking you out so – yeah,” you breathe out, trailing your gaze downwards to stare at your feet instead. It’s difficult to look him in the eye right now. When you finally gain courage to speak again, it barely comes out as a whimper, your hands delicately tugging at his shirt. “Please stay. I like having my best friend around here.”

Satoru doesn’t answer.

You’re about to look up at him just in case you’ve said something wrong, or worse, he refuses to forgive you, but then – “Yeah, I know you wouldn’t kick me out. You’re too much of a darling to say no to me.”

Sigh. Satoru laughs when he sees your shoulders deflate, absolutely shattered in exhaustion. Hiding your smile to now show him you’re relieved, you punch his chest that really feels like a fly had accidentally flew into him. “Way to ruin the mood, Satoru. And here I thought I could have a serious conversation with you for once.”

“Apology accepted,” he beams, tilting your chin upwards so you could look at him. Even in the darkness of his room, his eyes glow, leaving you hypnotized in its beauty. “Plus, I think I’m the one who should apologize. You’re right; I haven’t been the best roommate and I am a freeloader,” he scratches the side of his head in thought. “But I do buy you food all the time though.”

“Yeah, with my money,” you counter, but you don’t really care anymore at this point. You’re beyond elated you’re both fine now, and you shyly gesture to his big, warm bed that suddenly looks so comfortable. “Can I stay here for tonight?”

“You want Satoru’s bear hug?”

“Yes, I do.” There’s no hesitation in your words and you don’t complain anymore when he easily picks you up like a ragdoll using only one arm. He’s surprisingly gentle when he places you both down on the bed, sheets warm and soft as it blankets over you.

It would be perfect – except it’s so damn awkward.

Gojo’s long limbs are everywhere. Your face is pressed into his chest, both your legs tangled together. His arm is sprawled over the curve of your hip, his hand nearly grazing your ass that’s barely covered by the thin material of your shorts, but if he shifts, he’ll end up cupping the back of your thighs which is equally uncomfortable.

He seems to be stuck in the same position because you’re so small, and your knees are grazing his groin. Had he known you’re going to sleep with him, he would’ve worn underwear or even boxers under his sweatpants.

He’s never told you before, but he prefers to sleep in the nude. Satoru only picked up the nearest pair of pants when he heard you knock, and even then, he didn’t have the time to wear a shirt.

Your breath is hot on his skin and he’s so sensitive and aware of all your movements. Satoru clears his throat awkwardly, shifting until his arm lightly holds your back instead, but then he pulls away as if he’s touched fire when he’d unknowingly fiddled with your bra clasp instead. It’s so painfully awkward that Satoru chuckles above you, while you scrunch your nose, silently praying to the heavens above that he won’t hear how loud your heart is beating right now.

“Why is it so hot in your own room?”

“Maybe it’s time you get me an AC.”

“You wish, Satoru,” you mumble beneath him, making yourself as comfortable as you can with your cheek resting on his bicep. It’s not the softest pillow considering he’s pretty muscular, but he’s warm and smells like mint spice nevertheless. “You’re really not going to put on a shirt?”

Satoru sighs, a long and loud one that is extended for dramatic purposes. Suddenly, he pushes your knee off of him, grimacing and thanking the darkness that you can’t see how much he’s struggling right now. “Cupcake, this is hard for me as much as it is for you. You’re barely wearing anything.”

“Since when have you cared about what I wear?”

“I’m a man, Y/N,” is what he reasons with, “You’re lucky it’s me. Had it been someone else and you crawled into their bed wearing these—” Satoru pinches the waistband of your shorts, and you squeal in protest, only making him laugh afterwards before he lets it go and the material snaps back at your skin, “—poor excuse of what you call shorts, I can’t guarantee they’ll give you a peaceful night.”

You know exactly what he’s trying to hint at. Still, it’s hard to believe that Satoru is capable of seeing you that way.

It’s not that you feel you’re unattractive. You know you’re pretty and have been out on many dates, but it’s easy to feel that you’re not sexy when you have the height of a thirteen year old and you’ve been constantly chastised about it.

Satoru’s not-compliment compliment has your heart skipping a beat, and you scoff in response. “Shut up,” you warn lamely, “I want to sleep.”

“Then let’s sleep, cupcake.” You don’t know if it’s because you’re utterly exhausted that you doze off seconds later or if Satoru’s words just held power in them, but soon all thoughts of anything unwanted drifts out the window, his arms keeping you close, completely safe and sound until the worst nightmares couldn’t even come close.

Hot. It’s extremely hot.

You crack an eye open to try and find the source of this uncomfortable heat, but you freeze when you realize you can’t feel your muscles from the chin down. Panic rises in your throat once you see the current predicament you’re in, and a scream rips through your throat so loud that the birds outside scurry away in a flurry.

You’re wrapped in Satoru’s blanket and comforter, rendering you unable to move because of how he’d treated you like a burrito wrap. Even your toes are captured inside this hell, and only your head is able to wriggle side to side.

“Satoru!”

The culprit comes out of the shower a split second later, his hair dripping wet and only a towel hanging low from his lips. If you weren’t so hell-bent on killing him, you would’ve been speechless at the way water drips from his hair down to the curves of his abs, going down down down into a place only your darkest imaginations could take you.

Satoru bends over in laughter as he whips out his phone, jumping from angle to angle and side to side to take photos of you. “Fuck,” he howls, slapping his thigh while you snarl in an attempt to break free. “You’re a lot cuter than I thought you’d be.”

“Satoru! Get me out of here!”

“No, this is way too gold. I’m sending these to my students.”

“Satoru, I’m serious!” The devil incarnate himself falls deaf to your please.

Maybe it’s because the violent intent has coursed through your veins so strongly that a surge of energy and strength overcomes you, and soon, you’ve rolled out of the blanket. The fresh air nipping at your heated skin is most welcomed, but right now, you had a mission to fulfil: obliterate Gojo Satoru.

The platinum haired man is still laughing to himself, too distracted in scrolling through the best photos to send to his students that he doesn’t notice you escaping and zooming straight right at him.

The momentum is enough to catch him off guard until you end up on top of him, short arms clawing your way through to snatch his phone. Satoru yelps when his phone lands out into the living room and your hands come down to choke him. You don’t have plans to kill him, but you want to hurt him enough to remind him you’re not someone he can fuck with.

You’ve just about had enough of this man and you’re so sick of him!

Satoru yells out a “Hey!” when you let out a battle cry, using your legs to kick him back when he tries to sit up. Your plan backfires when your hands slip down his wet skin and you fall face forwards, hands barely touching the ground for support when your lips come crashing down on his.

He stills underneath you. It takes a moment for you to realize that holy shit, you’re kissing him and his lips are so soft that has you scrambling back, but Satoru doesn’t let you.

His large hand comes up at the back of your neck to pull you forward. The sudden movement makes you gasp, and Satoru slips his tongue inside when you do so. You no longer remember how you got here or try to make sense of what’s going on, because he feels so good, tastes so good that you bury your nails in his hair while he ravishes your mouth.

You’re so tiny that his hand cups your entire buttcheek almost possessively, a low growl emanating deep in his throat when your tongue eagerly intertwines with his. Satoru tastes like heaven and everything about the kiss is sloppy – tongue clashing with one another and teeth nibbling at the other’s lips. It’s clear both of you can’t get enough of one another as you moan in his mouth, shamelessly grinding on his crotch, suddenly thankful that you’re always wearing thin clothes when you feel him harden underneath you.

“Fuck, baby,” he pulls away to breathe, a string of saliva connecting the both of you. “Yeah, just like that,” There’s something empowering about the way he pants at your ministrations, especially when you roll your hips faster across his erection. “Keep going, baby, you’re doing – fuck – so well.”

You smirk at his praises, latching your teeth on his neck to suck marks on them. Satoru groans at the same time you muffle your moans through his skin, his hands sliding under your shirt to tug the cups of your bra down. You nearly lose it when he pinches your nipple, bolts of electricity running down your spine at the contact. A moan breaks through your lips just as you come right there and then, the wetness of your sudden orgasm barely hidden in your flimsy underwear.

“Feel good?” he teases and drags your shirt down to the other side, but the post-nut clarity hits. And when it does, it hits hard.

Fuck. You just came from Satoru’s simple touches, and he’s so unsatisfied, still painfully hard underneath you but nothing but panic and regret washes over you like a strong tidal wave. Suddenly, you grow lightheaded as you push yourself off him, fixing your bra while ignoring the confused and hurt look on his face.

“I gotta go to work,” you run out the room, feeling your body tremble as Satoru runs after you. “Make yourself breakfast. I’ll eat on the way out.”

“Y/N, wait!”

You know you’ve just ruined everything – that nothing will ever be the same after that – but you’re scared, utterly and remorsefully so, that you slam the door right in his face as if you don’t have any idea how much you broke him.

You’ll never forget the way Satoru’s face fell when you left.

Just as you thought, nothing is the same after that. The tension is so thick around the apartment you make an effort and go out of your way just to avoid him and the apartment completely.

It’s cowardly – you know this much – but do you ever try to fix the friendship you cherish but shattered completely? You don’t. You don’t because it only crashes down onto you now that maybe your feelings for him aren’t just platonic, after all. It’s even worse because you touch yourself at the thought of him filling you up when he’s asleep, all because you want him so bad and the mere presence of him has your brain malfunctioning.

It isn’t entirely sexual either. Yes, you want to fuck him badly, but it scares you down to the core even more because you want so much more than that.

Now you understand why you always say he’s a bother but never asked him to leave. It’s because you like him, actually romantically interested in him. It makes sense now why you always felt so annoyed whenever your co-workers asked for his number, or how you’re immediately pissed off when Satoru talks about this hot woman he saw at work. You always chalk it up to an excuse you just hate how he can’t keep in his pants, but it isn’t true at all.

It’s because you actually like him – and you’re at a loss on what to do or how to deal with it.

The next few days feels like hell. Satoru isn’t stupid; he knows you’re avoiding him. He stops teasing you eventually and even buys takeout all the time when you lock yourself up in your room right after work, refusing to cook dinner or even eat all so you’d be spared the torture of looking at him.

He’d knock at your door and ask you to eat, but other than that, he’s respected your distance.

You feel like the most terrible person on earth. You don’t miss the way dark circles line under his eyes or how he’s lost his spark, barely even speaking to you when you’ve come or about to leave for work.

You’re alone the whole ride, as well, and it only dawns on you how lonely you are when Satoru isn’t always annoying you all the time.

But it doesn’t make sense. Why is he so bothered by it? Didn’t he regret it? It’s painfully clear you’re not Satoru’s type. You’ve seen the women he dated before, and you’re not close to them so why does he seem like he’s struggling with this as well? Or maybe...he’s just sad that his friend is avoiding him.

Yeah, that has to be it.

Satoru is a man. He was probably turned on at that time, but after giving some thought about it, he probably wants to keep his distance too. He’d be insane if he ever actually wants to date you – his best friend out of all people – because he’s Gojo Satoru and he could literally have everyone else.

You don’t care that you’re a coward.

You don’t care that Satoru is sad to see you this way.

You don’t care because you know he’ll reject you, you know he’ll be weirded if you admit your feelings for him. To him, you’re like his little sister. There’s just no way you two would work out. For now, you have to get comfortable with the uncomfortable. You just need some time to get over your feelings for him, and when you’re confident you won’t fall for him again, you’ll mend your friendship.

You just need time.

“So, Y/N, you still don’t want to give us your friend’s number?”

“Yeah, Y/N, you should share it,” your co-worker encourages by jabbing her shoulder to yours. It’s a lazy Friday night and the staff went out for dinner. You don’t usually come to these hangouts since dinner with Satoru is always much more fun, but he’s the last person you want to think about now, so you happily join them. Now, though, you’re starting to regret ever coming here. “If he’s really single like you said, then it shouldn’t be a big deal to ask for it.”

“Well, since you want it so badly, why don’t you ask him directly for it instead?” you snap, feeling anger begin to trickle. All you wanted was just one day where you don’t have to think of him, but of course they had to bring him up. It’s also annoying how they can never seem to get the message across that you don’t want them dating him. “Why do I have to be the messenger?”

“We haven’t seen him much. Doesn’t he always walk you to work?”

“He’s been busy with his job, that’s all.” And also because I’m avoiding him – so now he’s avoiding me too.

“He’s a teacher, right?”

“Oh, come on, guys, don’t be so dense,” your senpai chugged her drink rather loudly, catching the attention of your nosy co-workers who wouldn’t stop pestering you for his number. “Look at how uncomfortable she looks. It’s obvious she doesn’t want you guys to be involved with her friend for a reason. Think of how weird it is for her too if ever her co-worker and best friend dated. She’s going to feel like a third wheel.”

“I’m not—”

“That makes sense,” your co-worker nodded beside you, “Are you sure you just don’t like him though?”

“Ew, why would I?” the food began to taste bitter through your lies, “He may be tall and attractive, but as his roommate, I’ve seen his ugly side. Satoru is a complete slob and can’t even cook to save his life.”

“I don’t mind cooking for him all the time if I were to be his little housewife.”

“That’s never gonna happen,” your words came out harsher than it was, and you laugh it off with a wave of your hand when your co-workers’ eyes widened. “I’ve been living with him for six months and he’s never brought anyone home or told me he’s going on a date. I told you already, he’s a no strings attached kind of guy. He’s nothing but a one night stand.”

“You have to admit he’s still sexy though.”

Right. You hide your groan through another shot because there’s no way of convincing them otherwise. As much as you hate to admit, you’re actually jealous on how freely they could talk about him like that, but then again, it’s not like you and Satoru were dating – or would ever date, for that matter.

They start to leave one by one when it starts to get late, leaving only you who’s still desperate to avoid Satoru. Nothing prepares you for when the sky darkens and a storm comes pouring just as you’ve left the closing shop, the rain drenching and soaking your clothes through and through. Running under the nearest tree for shelter, you shiver. It’s cold – way too cold – and curse yourself for not bringing a darned umbrella.

The nearest bus stop is like what, fifteen to twenty minutes away? Your teeth are chattering and your legs are shaking, and you fumble through your phone as you dial a number you know by heart before you even realize what you’re doing. “S-Satoru?”

“Y/N,” the surprise is unmasked in his voice, something shuffling in the background before it falls silent. “Is everything okay?”

“Uhm, are you busy right now? It’s fine if you are, I’m just—”

“I’m training with Yuuji, but what is it?”

“Listen, I,” you inhale sharply when coldness bursts through your body, making you shiver and press yourself closer to tree to get away from the rain. Above you, thunder crackles before the rain grows heavier and angrier. “I forgot to bring an umbrella and I’m absolutely soaked right now. The nearest bus stop is fifteen minutes away and all the buildings here look so shady—”

“I’ll be on my way. Text me where you are,” You nod and thank him, too cold and numb to realize you’ve just broken days of silence. You lose track of time under there, hugging yourself until your lips turn blue. It doesn’t take long before Satoru shows up minutes later, his hair equally drenched and sticking flat to his eyes free from his blindfold while he pants, hand on his knees. “Thank goodness you’re safe. I rushed here so fast I forgot to bring an umbrella.”

After seeing Satoru drenched like that, something snaps within you. He doesn’t seem bothered by the fact the rain is unforgiving as it slaps the pavement, and your heart breaks when you see that he’s more concerned for you – even after you’ve given him the silent treatment. “You idiot! Now you’re soaking wet too, you’re going to get sick!”

“Highly unlikely,” he shrugs. “Come on, let’s get you home.”

“But what about—” Satoru suddenly carries you before draping his coat over your head, running until he found a cab to hail. He immediately asks the driver to turn up the heater while you tremble on top of him, not caring anymore that you’re sticking so close to him for heat.

Satoru doesn’t let you go all the way inside the apartment. He sets you down on the couch where you take off your wet clothes in haste, too cold with teeth chattering that you silently take the hoodie and boxers Satoru offers you, making sure to keep his gaze averted the whole time. Once fully dressed, you snuggle back into the sofa’s comfort, stiffening when the couch dips beside you.

Not a moment later, Satoru towel-dries your hair, leaving your mouth and throat dry with guilt. Even after you’ve unnecessarily been a bitch to him, he’s still so kind with you.

“Thank you for coming.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“Satoru...” you twiddle with your thumbs just as he starts to ruffle the towel in your hair, making sure to squeeze water out of the strands as he dries it. “About what happened the other day—”

“It didn’t happen if you don’t want it to,” his voice is cold’ monotonous and so emotionless you’re rendered speechless. “You can forget about it.”

“I...”

“You regret it, right?” he’s done with drying your hair, and he stands up to place the wet towels in the sink as you watch him stride all the way there. He’s changed his clothes too; looking comfortable in a plain white shirt and some grey sweatpants, looking every bit the domestic boyfriend you’ve always wanted but can never have. “It’s fine. We can forget about it and go back to normal,” to emphasize his point, Satoru winks at you, though it does nothing but make your heart sink.

“What if I don’t want to forget it?” your voice is small; hesitant and wavering with fear. “What if...the only reason I pulled away is because I wanted more of you?”

Satoru’s back freezes as he sets the towel aside. At this point, your heart is pulsing on your tongue, and you dig your nails onto your thighs when Satoru sits down next to you, right next to you. He’s silent the whole time; eyes calculatedly piercing through yours. Your breath hitches when his hands that are burning hot against your cold skin cups your jaw before his thumb runs across your lips, his eyes turning dark at your reactions.

“And what if I said I felt the same way?”

“I,” you gasp, closing your eyes because it all feels so surreal. “I like you, Satoru. I like you a lot and I—” he doesn’t let you finish. Soon, you find yourself in his lap with his hands cupping your cheeks while he smashes his lips onto yours.

Satoru is absolutely feral. He’s breathing hard and almost angry, even, with the way his teeth are biting down to nibble on your lips. You moan when he drags you closer, your clothed centre rubbing on his thigh with delicious friction. “You have no idea,” he rasps down on your lips, “how much I’ve fucking liked you ever since we were kids,” Satoru pushes his hoodie aside, revealing your sweet neck to him, and he doesn’t waste his time in sucking and abusing the poor flesh so he can mark you as his. “I’ve always wanted you, Y/N, it’s always you, always you.”

You fist his hoodie when Satoru sinks his teeth down into the juncture of your neck, his hands curious and exploring every inch of your body. He knows you’re naked underneath his clothes, but it’s a different thing when he actually feels your breasts right on his palm. Satoru tweaks the hardened bud in his fingers, growling when you moan at the contact and use his thigh to get off.

“You—” you gasp as you expose your neck to him, wild and needy as you keep rubbing your heat over his thigh. “—talk way too fucking much,” you scold, finally pushing his lips away from your neck. Satoru chuckles at your eagerness but you silence him by flinging his boxers off of your body and somewhere far away, exposing your heat slick with arousal right in front of him. His pupils blow in excitement, hands coming up to grab at your hips, but his attention is taken away when you nibble on his ear to whisper, “Shut up and fuck me.”

The simple command is enough to make his patience snap. In a flash, you’re pinned underneath him, whining and moaning when his finger meets no resistance as he slips it inside. “You’re that needy, huh?” he laughs even louder when you lose it, humping yourself on his finger because it’s not enough.

“Satoru,” you beg, clutching his bicep when he adds another finger in. “More.”

His fingers are so long, hitting places that your small ones could never reach. He begins to scissor his way in, his fingers deliciously rubbing against your velvety walls while pumping them inside and out in a speed that causes you to squelch around him.

It’s absolutely lewd how you’re eagerly spread out before him, but your head is clouded with lust, no longer hindered by shyness out of your need to cum. Your chest is rising heavily, his thumb now rubbing against your clit as he coaxes you to cum. “Tell me what you want, baby,” he kisses your cheeks, eyelids, nose, anywhere but your lips, his voice so gentle and innocent as if he’s not knuckle deep inside you. “Tell me how you want me.”

“Inside,” you whine, gasping when he brushes against a really sensitive spot that has you clamping down on him. “‘Toru, fuck, just fuck me.”

“Beg for it,” he smiles against your skin, relentless and harsh as he keeps pushing inside you. You feel him everywhere and nowhere at the same time. Another finger adds in until you’re dripping enough on his palm and staining the couch, but neither of you care. “I said, beg for it.”

“No,” you hold back, nearly crying out when he pulls your fingers out of you. That sudden emptiness is back again, but you don’t want to beg. You’ve never begged another man before, and this won’t be the first time you’ll be doing so either. You refuse to let him have the upper hand despite the crystal clear fact you’re already soaking wet for him, but because you’re stubborn, you only fumble with his sweatpants to spring his cock free.

He’s already dripping with pre-cum from the slit, his cock hard and angry. Despite his arousal, Satoru stops you from going further, using only one hand to trap both your wrists. “Beg for it,” he demands again, his other fist already pumping down on his shaft.

You nearly cry at the sight. Both of you are aware that Satoru is capable of pleasuring himself, but it’s not that easy for you. Your small, dainty fingers will never be parallel to the pleasure his long cock could give you. All you had to do was beg for it. He’s right there, within reach, if only you’d just –

Impatient for your answer, Satoru takes you by the hips and discards your hoodie in the process, sinking you down his cock, inch by delicious inch. You don’t hold back from the sensual and high-pitched moan that leaves your lips. He’s long, and the tip of his cock just about brushes your cervix when he bottoms out. He feels so good, so warm and huge and filling you up right where you want him to be. Your head falls down on his shoulder as you begin to roll your hips, but Satoru has had enough.

“Fuck, look at you,” he presses on the bulge of his cock visible through your abdomen. “You’re so fucking small – how do you take me so well? I could ruin you. Do you want that? Do you want me to ruin you?”

“Yes, yes, fuck.”

“You think you can just leave me hanging like that, huh?” he slaps your ass, eliciting another moan from you and making you clench around his cock. Satoru falters for a moment. Before you can react, he stands up, your legs wrapped around his waist with nothing but his tip hitting inside you. “You’ve been so fucking mean – leaving me wanting you like that and ignoring me for days. Do you think you deserve this, huh?” Satoru kicks his door open at the same time he loosens his hold around your ass, making you slide down his length the next second.

“Oh, fuck,” you cry out just as Satoru begins to bounce you, your breasts following the motion of him fucking deep into you. “Fuck, Toru, that’s too—”

He’s so eager to fuck you, to make a mess out of you and have you losing your mind over his cock that he doesn’t even wait until you’re both on the bed. You no longer register when your back hits the pillow, or how your arms are frozen when he pins it above your head.

“You’re so beautiful,” he praises as he watches you clench around him. You’re so small and his eyes zero in on the way your abdomen bulges then flattens again every time he pounds into you, rolling his hips in a way that has you screaming and thighs quaking. “Beautiful, beautiful, perfect,” the moment his hands grip at your hips to pin you down, you know he’s not going to stop. And you don’t want him to.

Satoru latches his lips around your right breast, gently grazing his teeth over it while his other hand pinches and rolls the pebbled nipple between his fingers. He feels so good – and you’re crying already by the time you wrap your legs around him to pull him closer.

The room is filled with the smell of sex, the sound of skin slapping against skin combined with his breathy grunts and your moans like heaven on his ears. Satoru wants you to feel how much he loves you – how much he adores you – and the pace he sets is torturous. He snaps his hips against yours and presses down on the bulge of his cock through your belly, chuckling when you tighten more around him.

Your head lols to the side, tears falling down your pretty face because of how rough he’s being. But you don’t complain, not when he’s filling you in so deep and he’s kissing you everywhere, touching you everywhere, making you feel nothing else and nobody else but him.

“You’re amazing,” he rasps, watching the way your tight cunt sucks him in greedily as if you don’t want him to go anywhere else. “You take me in so well – you really want me to destroy you, huh?”

“Satoru, please,” you finally plead, “I-I’m cumming, I want you, I need you, oh,” you squeal when he finally lets your arms free. You look so precious, so innocent, and he doesn’t let up his pace. He plants his feet into the ground and his strokes begin to grow sloppy, your tight walls encouraging him to go faster, go deeper.

If possible, Satoru is only even more fuelled with the way you look so precious and innocent in that moment. His touch is gentle in comparison to the way he’s mercilessly plowing into you, using his thumb to wipe away the tears streaming down your cheeks. He knows he’s too big for you, that much is obvious from how much you’re already overstimulated just by his size, but your nails sink down on the flesh of his ass as a silent plead for more.

“Fuuuuck, I’m so close!”

“Yeah?” He fondled your clit, loving the sight of your small body creaming down on his cock. “Come for me, sweet girl. I want to feel you coming on my cock. Come on, tell me you’re mine. You’re made me for aren’t you?”

“Yes, Satoru, fuck,” you squeal, throwing your head back for a second when he keeps hitting your g-spot that has you seeing stars. Your toes curl and your hands fist the sheets behind you as he keeps impaling you with his cock right then and there.

You looked perfect; so perfect to him that he’s basically using you for his own pleasure at this moment. Your orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, back arching and nipples brushing against his chest.

In that moment, you grow needy to have him even closer, tilting up to blindly search for his lips. Satoru complies; leaning down and leaving open mouthed breathy kisses that’s a mix of you moaning and crying around him, while he struggles to do so when he’s cursing at the feeling of you coating his cock with your juices. Satoru looks down at your tiny frame trapped in his arms, his voice husky as he groans once he saw both of your arousal absolutely leaking out of your wet cunt.

He’s so close but you’re already over the edge, scratching at his back at the overstimulation. You’re still so sensitive from when you came and Satoru doesn’t slow one down one bit. He loses his rhythm as his thrusts go sloppy, and Satoru buries his face in your neck as his cock twitches inside you until he bursts with his cum leaking out of your hole.

Satoru’s arms give out beneath you, his chest colliding with yours but not enough that he’s crushing you with his weight. You’re both breathing hard and panting, his dick softening inside you.

He pulls back a moment later to slide out his sensitive cock, wincing while he watches pools of cum gather in your pussy before it drips out. It isn’t until he’s witnessing the mess he’s made he realizes how you’ve been so good for him; taking him all the way in despite your quivering frame. It dawns on him now just how tiny you are when he pulls you close to him; you’re practically hanging off his chest with how small your body is.

He wonders how you’re able to fit all of him, but he’s grateful nevertheless. Satoru shows his appreciation by peppering kisses all over your face, his hand snaking down to caress your inner thighs.

“Hmm,” you moan into the kiss, jolting when his knuckles brush against your sensitive clit. “Satoru, no,” you whine while pushing his hand away, and he shushes you with another kiss. “’M too sensitive, please...”

“It’s fine, cupcake, it’s fine,” his nickname for you is back again, and you lean closer to him just as he begins to massage your sore legs. “You did so well for me, cupcake, you know that? You’re such a good girl for me,” too fucked out to have a comprehensive answer, you only nod in response, spreading your legs open again and ignoring the warm stickiness between your thighs as Satoru kneads your abused flesh. You feel him kiss your temple before he leaves to get a towel and cleans you up. Meanwhile, you’re so tired you’re about to doze out in his bed.

“Hey,” he soothes, bundling you up in his arms until you’re tucked in the safety of his body. So small, he coos inside his head, watching as you fold yourself even smaller while your eyes flutter. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you sigh into his shoulder, “I feel good. Thank you.”

Satoru doesn’t really know what you’re thanking him for. He feels like he’s the one who’s mostly indebted to you after everything you’ve done for him. You’ve already fallen asleep before he gets the chance to tell you how he feels, so Satoru only covers you both under his blanket, making sure there’s no more space between you out of fear you’ll distance yourself from him again.

But he doesn’t have to worry about that because you’re right next to him, and you’re never out of reach.

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Kim Seokjin x Reader ~ Let’s Do That Again [Request]

➵➵➵ Word Count:

➵➵➵Genre: Fluff, crack?? Ya’ll have to tell me if I can write crack cause idek if I can lmaooo

➵➵➵Pairing: Seokjin x reader

➵➵➵A/N: I hope this is something along the lines of what you were wanting! I had a lot of fun writing this!!

You spent a lot of time with Jungkook, he'd been your best friend since you were kids, you grew up together because your parents were friends with one another so it was no wonder that you spent most of your time with him or your boyfriend of two years, Kim Seokjin. Jungkook had been the one to introduce you to Jin you'd gone to the dorms for Jungkook's coat and he introduced to everyone in the apartment at the time which was Jin, Namjoon and Yoongi, you instantly took an interest in Jin right away because you'd always loved older guys and he'd been kind to you the whole time you were in the apartment. Jungkook had fun teasing you about it for the first three years, promising never to tell Jin the truth because of how embarrassing it would be for you and for him but once Jungkook noticed Jin taking an interest you, he knew he had to do something. His version of doing something, however, was locking you both in a studio alone together without your phones forcing you into talking to one another for hours until Jungkook found it a reasonable time to come and let you out. Resulting in both you and Jin admitting your feelings for one another and Jin asking you out on a date, both of you promising to kill Jungkook for locking you away as if you were two children.

"Jin I'll be fine, it's just bungee jumping." You said one morning as you rushed around the shared apartment you had with Jin, he followed behind you trying to stop you from going but there was nothing he could say or do that would stop you. You and Jungkook had always loved doing adventurous things and this was something you'd been wanting to tick off your bucket list for years. 

"Have you thought it through?!" He asked like a worried parent as you found your jacket and slipped it on, you nodded and looked out of the living room window, Kookie was sitting in the car waiting for you. 

"I'm always fine remember, I'll be home before you know it with another killer story." You giggled running for the door only stopping when you caught a glance at Jin in the reflection of the window. You stopped and turned around, walking over to him and wrapping your arms around his neck, bringing your forehead against his and smiling. 

"I love you." You whispered standing up on your toes so you could kiss him, his arms protectively wrapped around your waist and dragged you closer to his body. He wanted nothing more than to be able to keep you there with him, but he knew how much you'd been wanting to go on the bungee jump. You'd talked about nothing else this week except for that and who was he to stand in your way. 

"Go, have fun." He chuckled letting you go and watching from the front door as you sprinted down the steps to Jungkook who was yelling goodbye to Jin. This week had been full of fun things you'd been together since they had the week off, it started off with Zorbing, the next day was rafting, go-karting, paragliding and now you were going bungee jumping, everything you and Jungkook had been dying to do since you were teenagers and now you had the chance to do it, you weren't going to say no.

Jin should have been used to all the times you went out with Jungkook and came back with horror stories, it'd been happening since the moment you started dating. You were always off doing crazy things together, sometimes dragging Jin along for the tamer things like paintballing and Go Karting. You were always coming back covered in cuts and bruises but nothing major, you were always careful when you went out, you knew how to look after yourself and it was nothing big. It didn't stop Jin from worrying all day though, wondering what you were doing until you text him or sent him a video of you getting put into the harness, 

"See safe!" You yelled down the phone, Jungkook dancing behind you and making Jin chuckle at you both. 

"We're going paintballing after, do you want to come?" You asked down the phone as you waited for your turn to go jumping, Jin looked at the clock on the wall, 

"I promised Namjoon I'd go to lunch, maybe another time though." You hummed and looked over at Jungkook who was waving you over, 

"I have to go, I'll see you after paintballing. I love you! Have Fun with Namjoon." You hung up the phone before Jin could tell you he loved you too but he smiled at how giddy you were being to go and bungee jump. 

The day had gone by so fast that Jin hadn't had the urge to check in with you, only checking his phone to see the occasional photo of you and Jungkook then he would see them on the BTS twitter with a cheesy caption, the fans had loved you since you were introduced in a video with Jungkook, though none of them knew about your relationship with Jin they all had their suspicions about it. Always screenshotting photos of Jin staring at you in videos, or catching you out together without Jungkook there but the paparazzi played it off as that you were just close friends with each member.

"They having fun?" Namjoon asked from across the table and Jin nodded showing him the video of you and Jungkook from that morning, 

"They both take ten years off my life every time they hang out," He grumbled pushing play on the video,

"Jungkook did it upside down?" Namjoon asked nearly choking on his drink as he watched the second video that you'd sent Jin, it had you dying in the background laughing as Jungkook went upside down on the bungee jump. 

"He's insane." Jin groaned laughing along with you in the video, he put his phone down onto the table and went on to tell Namjoon about what you'd been doing that week when his phone started ringing, he stared at your name and answered it, 

"Hello?" Namjoon stared at his phone as it lit up with Jungkook's name and they both frowned. 

"You're where? Y/n? You're breaking up...I can't hear you." Jin said down the phone to you but you couldn't hear him either, all he could hear from you was his name and a cry. 

"Y/n?!" He yelled but the phone line went dead and Jin turned to Namjoon who was shaking his head, apparently getting the same bad connection with Jungkook as Jin was with you.

"I'll call her back, get the car," Namjoon said getting up from the table and paying for the food, dialling your number but getting your voicemail.

"It's Namjoon I'm with Jin, call me when you get this." He said in a hurry, hanging up and trying Jungkook's number but he got nothing with him either. 

"They're probably just out paintballing and lost connection," Namjoon said trying to calm down Jin who looked like he was about ready to throw up as they walked to find the car. 

"She was crying down the phone, fuck. I never should have let her go this morning." He grumbled unlocking the car and getting inside. 

"Not a big deal?! NOT A BIG DEAL?!" Jin screamed at you and Jungkook as you sat across from him sitting there like two children who were being scolded by a teacher. Namjoon stood by the door and shook his head at you both,

"You rang me in tears and then I couldn't get to you!" You watched as Jin began pacing in front of you, something he did a lot when he was going to go on a long rant in front of you. Jungkook stared at him nervously and you looked down at the floor. 

"You're in a fucking hospital and it's not a big deal?!" He yelled again and you bit down on your lip, staring at the cast that was around your wrist and then back up at Jin nodding your head.

"It wasn't as bad as it sounds," You tried to say with a smile but Jin was serious about this and you stared at the floor again, 

"It was an accident, she slipped from the rock-" Jin held his hand up not wanting to hear it from either of you again, 

"Jungkook it's on!" You screamed climbing one of the rocks in the park and aiming the gun at him, shooting him in the chest and laughing as he died on the floor. 

"Fuck!" You screamed your foot slipping on the rock, you didn't expect to fall forward off the rock but you did, landing on the gun and snapping your wrist in a clean break. 

"Shit! Y/n!?" Jungkook screamed dropping the gun from his arms and sprinting in your direction, you were on the floor screaming and crying out in pain, your arm was already turning a purple colour despite only happening a couple of seconds ago and you were whimpering when Jungkook went to touch you, 

"We have to call Jin and Joon," He told you as you walked to find the exit of the paintball area, you were clinging to Jungkook with your good arm while trying not to bang your other one. 

"Look how pretty I made her cast though..." Jin stared at you both clearly not finding any of the story funny and he definitely didn't find the fact that in the time you were waiting for Jin and Namjoon to come and get you Jungkook had turned your cast into Iron Man's arm.

"It's pretty cool Jin, admit it." You said poking him with your finger and he licked his teeth, 

"Joon take Jungkook to get something to eat, he looks famished," Jin said through gritted teeth, no one said anything as they left the room and you looked at the floor. Now you really did feel like a child that was getting into trouble. You felt the bed dip as Jin sat down next to you on it and you sighed, 

"You can't be mad at Kookie, I climbed the rock on my own." You whispered to him, leaning your head on Jin's shoulder and sighing as he looked down at you. 

"I'm not mad at either of you, I just- I was so worried when you called me and then I couldn't get back through." You didn't think about how much it would have affected him, you just assumed he would know you would be fine. 

"I'm sorry Jin, I tried to get back through but the signal was awful out there." He turned you to look at him and he sighed looking at the cast, chuckling a little finding it funny now that he'd calmed down a little more. 

"You and Jungkook are the reason stylists have to keep dying my hair, giving me greys." He joked poking your cheeks before he gave you a quick kiss on the lips. 

"Does this mean I get to spend the rest of the week alone with you?" He questioned as he lifted up your broken wrist and you nodded, 

"Does it mean you get to be my nurse and nurse me back to full health?" You joked getting up from the bed as the nurse walked into the room with your discharge papers. 

"It means I get to look after you until you're fully healthy." He whispered in your ear as you signed the papers, making you giggle as you felt his breath on the back of your throat. Jungkook came back into the room holding up ice cream for you and Jin, 

"This doesn't make up for you breaking my girlfriend." He warned taking the ice cream for the younger member and walking out of the hospital with you both. 

"So when are we going paintballing again?" Namjoon smacked him around the back of the head and you both giggled. 

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #454

“last thing i remember, i was running for the door  /  i had to find the passage back to the place i was before”

Last thing you bought online? Did you like it? I have no clue. Could you date someone who didn’t drive (and didn’t show an interest in ever getting their license, either)? I don't know. Public transportation isn't a big thing here at all, and even whenever I get my license, my partner needing to get somewhere while I'm needed elsewhere could be problematic. I think it would also depend on why they don't want their license. Like if they had a traumatic wreck, I couldn't blame them. How would you react if your artwork became famous? That'd be fucking amazing. Would you get your nipples pierced? I've briefly considered it. I ultimately wouldn't, though. How many people know your birthday? Without the assistance of Facebook, a few, I guess. My immediate family, Sara, uhhhh... Has anyone ever tried to ruin a relationship you were in? Yes, and it worked. For the better, though. He had a bad reputation. Have you ever watched a whole hour long infomercial? Ha, yes, this one time with Girt. It was a vacuum infomercial. We were just really bored at my place and... okay, I have no justification for watching that whole thing lmao. What is your current MySpace song? I still remember it was "Pocketful of Sunshine" by Natasha Beddingfield lmaooo. What is your favorite kind of meat to put on your sandwich? Ham. Which one of your exes do you feel like you have the most chemistry with? Sara or Jason, idk. How do you feel about people who make Facebook profiles for their pets? I don't care. Have you ever personally known a pair of conjoined twins? No. What was the most disturbing thing you have ever heard your mother say? Mom and my older sister got in a fight once and Mom yelled that she was a slut. I don't know why, but... it never left me, and I GUARANTEE it never left Ashley (who is not a "slut," by the way). This was when she was a teenager, so it's been many years and I can absolutely promise you Mom regrets it, big time. I don't even have to ask. Is there something in particular you like to look at photos of? What is it? Mark and meerkats, ha ha. Chewy chocolate-chip cookies: like or dislike? Chewy is the way to GO. If your boyfriend/girlfriend wanted to dress only in the opposite sex’s clothing, would you support that? If not, would you leave them? I wouldn't care. I'm pansexual, anyway. Anyone can be attractive to either gender's clothes to me. I think assigning clothes to a specific gender is dumb, anyway. Do you think your grandmother is/was beautiful? I only remember how my maternal grandmother looked, and yeah, she was a pretty lady. Which of your fields of interest are you a total expert on? Mark, ha ha. I know way too much on a person I've never met. When was the last time you got all dolled up? Not since last October when I did a witchy Halloween shoot with friends. Do you ever name objects? (i.e. mp3 players, guitars, cars, etc.) No. Do you have a criminal record? No. Last person you took a nap with? Sara, years ago. Well, unless you count my cat. He always comes running when he hears me getting comfy in bed, ha ha. Does seeing your mother cry automatically make you feel sad as well? Yes, and angry because I want to stop whatever it is making her cry, but I usually can't. Do you think someone likes the same person you like? I have no idea. Do you want your life to stay the way it is right now forever? God no. Have you ever been to craigslist.com? Yes; I've adopted and rehomed pets from there. What about eBay? Mom's bought stuff from there. Have you ever used Nair? Yes, on my legs. It's just as exhausting as shaving with how thick my hair is. Are you medicated? I think I'm on too much medication, personally. I want to try weaning off my OCD prescription, because I haven't had problems in a long time, but my psychiatrist doesn't want to? Which is odd to me because when I came to him, he was stunned by how many different meds I was on. He's concerned that the symptoms will just re-emerge, but like... I've beaten OCD before, for many years. I can do it again. I trust him with my life though, because he saved it, so I just go with what he says, honestly. Do you shape/fill in your eyebrows? No. Have you ever stolen/borrowed clothes from an ex? I've worn Jason's pajama pants before because I found men's pj pants more comfortable, and besides, sometimes I spent the night when I didn't plan to and needed something more comfortable than jeans. Could you make a statement about anything political? Texas' new "heartbeat bill" is fucking bullshit and is going to get so many women killed from DIY abortions. Do you think you’ve already met your soulmate? I don't believe in soulmates, but I do believe I met the person I loved more than I could ever possibly love somebody else again. Do you get the feeling something good will happen in your life soon? Fuck if I know. Do you enjoy romantic movies, even when they’re cliche? Yes. Have you been to McDonald’s in the past month? Yes. Have you ever slept over at your best friend’s house? I have. How often do you go bowling? Very, very rarely. I haven't been since I was on a date at the end of 2017, I wanna say??? Or was it '18??? Last time you were in an apartment? Not since Colleen still lived in one and I was visiting her. Have you ever seen a live seahorse? Yeah, in aquariums. Would you like to have your own yacht? I mean I wouldn't say no if you offered it to me for free, but I'm not exactly interested in one. I'd probably just give it to my dad. He'd be on Cloud 9. Winnie the Pooh or Tigger? Pooh! :^) What’s the unhealthiest thing you’ve eaten today? A brownie with caramel drizzle. Mom bought a box of them to split between Ash and her family and us, so I had one. :x Thankfully though she gave more to Ash, because I don't like having treats in the house for my weight's sake, but a little something sweet occasionally keeps you sane when you're trying to lose weight. Has a stranger ever offered to buy you a drink? Ew, no. What is something you’d be happy to receive as a gift, that doesn’t cost a lot? I'd really appreciate something hand-made, like a drawing or something. What kind of music does your significant other/crush like to listen to? He likes mostly the same stuff as me, but also more indie-ish stuff than me. Who did you have your first kiss with? Do you remember what colour his/her eyes were? Jason. His eyes are brown. Are there any themes from TV shows that you like to sing along to? Supernatural. It's inevitable that I'll sing, ha ha. Do you eat dessert after dinner? Very, very rarely. Have you ever had too much to drink and felt embarrassed about your behavior the next day? No. When you go out drinking, what do you prefer to drink? I don't go out drinking, but if I was to order a drink right now, I'd go for a sangria. That sounds soooo good rn. What was the last animal that you saw? My cat. Venus is in her hide as I'm answering this, so I can't see her. What was the last thing that you said to one of your siblings? I told Nicole bye when she was leaving the other day. What is the most expensive thing that you’ve purchased that you paid for: My snake. What is your favorite messaging program? Discord, nowadays. Do you eat fast food more than 5 times a week? Yikes, no. Have you ever almost drowned? No. Have you ever learned something shocking about someone through Facebook? It wasn't shocking in a bad way, just very unexpected. One of my friends has been an egg donor twice, I wanna say? What’s the scariest living animal that you’ve petted? I have no clue. Nothing that dangerous. Well wait, I shared the story of holding a tarantula before, and I was still kinda nervous to do so when I did. She was a total sweetie, though. Do you remember the first conversation you ever had with the person you currently have feelings for? I actually don't. Other than he got my attention with "lip ring girl," lmao. Do you dread certain days of the week? If yes, what day/s and why? No, because they're all the same to me. If you eat oatmeal, do you have it plain or do you have certain toppings that you like to add to it? I add a bit of sugar. What is the funniest or strangest thing you’ve ever heard somebody say in their sleep? *shrug* Choose one - Butterfinger, Milky Way, Snickers: Milky Way, 100%. Do you use Mozilla Firefox? No, I use Chrome. Who is your favorite person to hug? Sara. Have you ever had to have a mug shot? No. What was the last thing you carried to your room? Water. When was the last time you had a late night phone call? Damn dude, I couldn't possibly tell ya.

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''hotel california'' by the eagles

[lordseochangbin]

Beverly Hills- Han Jisung

part six

A/N: I hope I lived up to the suspense that this chapter was supposed to have LMAOOO

“That’s another loss” Mel smirks, taking the chips and cash before throwing it on Hyunjin’s lap. You wince at the sight of Hyunjin’s lips being taped shut, his responses coming out muffled. 

Jisung turns around to Minho, who looks at Changbin, who looks at Felix before realizing they used all the money they had on hand. “I’m so sorry guys, I shouldn't have done this” He apologizes before getting up. 

“Forget it” Claire shakes her head before taking out her phone to contact her older brother.

Claire: Hey, where are you?? 

Chan: I’m fine. 

“Minho, Chan responded to me right away” Showing the boys the message, Changbin scoffs as he stares at the text bubble. “He didn’t use the dick emoji” 

“What do you mean?” You asked. 

“I asked him to use the eggplant emoji after every message, even Claire was in on it too. He was doing so well until now I guess.”

Minho pulls on a few strands of his hair before exclaiming, “Well dick emojis aren’t that important right now, okay?! Chan is probably just off with his tinder date from Paris or something” Despite Minho bringing the words to reality, everyone knew Chan wouldn’t ditch this for a tinder date but didn’t mention it. They just needed an excuse to believe that he wasn’t here for his best friend.

“Well what are we going to do now?” Seungmin asked, looking at the guys for some answers. 

“I think.. we need to bet all in” Changbin said under his breath. 

Everyone looked at Jisung as he looked at you, not sure how to react. “Guys.. I’ve lost three times. 10 thousand dollars already, I can’t do this” 

You walked up to him, grabbing his shoulders in an instant and pulling him close. 

“Look Jisung, I know you’re trying to get rid of your past and you’re trying to get over the old lifestyle that you had.. but we need you right now, okay? That’s my best friend right there, and you’re my boyfriend. You’re the guy that has been making me laugh, making me feel loved since the first day I met you. Please, I promise you I won’t let anything happen to you..”

Jisung held your hands tight around his as his eyes started to water. “I just don’t want to lose myself again” He whimpered, resting his forehead against yours. 

You looked up to him, grabbing his cheeks as you replied, “No matter what Jisung, you’re not going to lose me.. you’re not going to lose your new friends” and slyly gave him a peck on the lips. 

“Now please Jisung? I need the old you for just a second.” You asked. 

But Jisung didn’t even need a second. That kiss ignited something in him and he was already at the table, an eyebrow arched as he confidently replied, “All in” 

Pulling his chips towards the middle, he could see that Mel wasn’t buying all the bluff before Minho would curse himself and drop his credit card into the stack. 

“Are you fucking insane?” Claire asked, slapping his arm. “What? Have a little faith in the guy” 

Mel didn’t move an inch, watching the others as they groaned and threw their credit cards in the middle. 

Crowded around Jisung, whom they had thrown their money and trust in to get their best friend back, they slowly rooted him. 

It was like 2017 again. 

The casinos. The money. The fame. The drinks. 

The buzzing lights of Vegas, tall blondes trying to take him home. It was all coming back to him. Not only the memories, but strategies too.

He remembered everything. 

Cracking his knuckles, he reached out to pick a card before Mel could slap his arm away. 

“Not until Ms.Stay dropped her numbers..” Is she insane?! Your parents weren’t nearly as wealthy as your friends, if you lost their credit card they would kill you.

“Oh come on” Changbin said, “I’ll give you another one of my cards” 

“No..” You said, pulling out your card before putting it in the stack. Jisung looked at you for approval before you could whisper, “I trust your luck” and went back with your friends. 

The whole group cuddled together behind Jisung as Mel posed two cards. God, those cards were going to determine the luck of eight high school students and the faith of Hyunjin’s life. The pressure was drilling all of them. 

Trying to bluff his way through the game, Jisung didn’t bother to peek at his cards before turning. Instead he thought of his parents, who risked it all when he constantly lost. Now, it was going to be his friends. He couldn’t help but to think of the guiltiness he was going to hold over his head. 

Mel checked out the corners of her cards, laughing hysterically before turning them over.

“Hah, two kings. Just give up already” Mel said. 

“Oh my god” Claire said, leaning against Minho’s shoulder. 

They had lost it all, Jisung turning around and biting his lip in fright. He couldn’t believe his oods, he was crushed. 

“I’m so sorry Y/N.. Hyunjin I-”

You stared at the two cards placed in front of Jisung. “Well don’t be too sure” You said, gesturing at Jisung’s cards. “Turn them”

Changbin simply rolled his eyes, “Y/N, two kings are kind of hard to beat we’re fucking screwed”

“Just turn them!” 

Mel scoffed at your sudden change of tone, “How about I turn them?”

Her nail slipped under the cards, all eyes on them as she flipped them around. 

As if it was a miracle. 2 ace’s. 

“Oh my god..” Seungmin whispered, nearly out of breath. 

“Oh-” Mel said, looking at Hyunjin before looking back at the cards. “Okay then, you can take him” She kicked his chair to the side before leaving, turning on the lights on the way out. 

“Did she just leave us like that? Are you serious?” Minho said. 

Jisung was still staring at the two ace’s, his head still feeling fuzzy as he got up and collapsed onto Felix’s arms. 

“Holy shit, let’s take him home”

There it was, that overlying decision for you again. Go to Hyunjin, who’s stuck in restraints and struggling or go to Jisung, who just fainted. You were worried for both but suddenly realized you didn’t have a choice when Minho and Claire carried you off to Hyunjin. 

When they left the building, Felix carried Jisung on his shoulders. “You look exhausted dude” Seungmin said, patting his back. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him cry this much in my entire life” Jeongin said, staring at Jisung who fell asleep on Felix. 

“If you guys don’t mind, my house is nearby, I can leave him there for the night..” 

“Sure!” The two boys replied, splitting ways as they went to their car. 

Once Felix arrives in his room, he sets Jisung on his bed. Jisung’s dark locks lie just above his eyes as Felix gets a damp towel to wipe off the droplets of sweat. Jisung was still shaking, the memories of himself still hitting him hard in the chest as Felix could cool him down with the towel. 

Jisung opens his eyes a bit to see Felix, smiling before closing them again. He knew he was in good hands and could fall asleep comfortably, unlike those crazy nights in Vegas where he found himself in the hands of the unknown. 

Dozing off to sleep, Felix propped himself up on one hand as the other pushed his hair away from his face. 

“Jisung.. you’re never going to hear this, but I like you. Not in a bro way but.. more than a bro way. But I know you don’t feel the same. I’ll just pretend like my feelings for you didn’t exist” He whispered to himself before he could drift on into deep slumber next to Jisung.

#jilix the underrated ship of the century #lixie be like >sad heartbreak noises< #omg im sad bye why did i do felix dirty #jisung fic #han jisung fic #han jisung #jisung #stray kids fic #skz fic #jisung imagine #han jisung imagines #jisung imagines #skz imagines #stray kids imagines #stray kids au #skz au #han jisung au #jisung au

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

Hi! I love your youtube channel & I think you're super cool! I'm a newer follower and was wondering if you could give a summary of the concept of Fostered---it sounds like a really interesting series!

Aww thank you!

Yes I can!! Fostered is too thicc for me to give extensive summaries (unless y’all want this) and there is very little you need to know from the earlier books to understand the current ones! That’s because as myself and the series have aged, its genre, age category, and plot points have changed!

Here’s a small outline of the main characters:

Reeve

Protagonist + narrator for all “main” Fostered books

Sister of Lonan

Will write salty breakup songs about people she was never in a relationship with

Bi as fuck!

Foster

Was once Reeve’s boyfriend?? no??

Best friend of Harrison

Will write love songs about tofu

Ace as fuck!!!

Harrison

Best friend of Foster

Also Reeve’s best friend!

Sort of love-interest of Lonan (we’re getting there lol)

Will write love songs about waffles

Gay! as! fuck!

Protagonist of Moth Work

Lonan

Reeve’s brother!

An antagonist for a good chunk of this series

Will not write love songs he has no heart (he does I am just mean)

Also bi as fuck!! Everyone is bi in that family lol we love it

Here’s a breakdown (CW: there’s a lot of violence/convo about mental illness/potentially triggering content in these summaries, so tread with caution):

Fostered (book 1) to Resisted (book 3):

These books (Fostered, Hunted, Resisted) are probably the most harmonious out of the 6 (7 including Moth Work) so far! That’s because for a long time, I believed Fostered would end at three books (initially a standalone, then duology). They’re all closely linked through the “foster homes” plot (hence the name of the series) and are obviously the most dystopian of the books (all three are also YA). You can feel the 2014 dystopian vibes in this book lol. I wrote this summary 5 years ago for my first ask ever and it sums up that idea:

The book takes place in the not-too-distant future where children who’ve committed crimes, are neglected, or have chosen to, are sent to behavioural detention centres – what everyone else that’s not the government like to call ‘foster homes’. The story revolves around a fifteen-year-old girl named Reeve who’s lived two years in a ‘foster home’ after being accused of her sister’s murder. Following an accident that she caused which subsequently led to her escape of her foster home, she stumbles across a group of kids, who like her, have gone through the lifestyle and also have escaped. She makes an alliance with them and everything seems in its place until she finds out that a team of hunters are searching for her because of the same accident. Unable to remember anything that happened from the event, she then learns that maybe all things don’t point to her – what really happened on the day she escaped? 

(props to 14-year-old me for writing this)

I wrote these three books so quickly (though at the time, as a thirteen-year-old, it felt like drafting took forever). I started Fostered in October of 2014, and by May of 2015, I was halfway through Resisted :))))). How?? These books are all above 85k??? I could never!!!

FOSTERED (book 1 - YA dystopian):

Follows the above plot. What isn’t mentioned above is how this book starts. We start with Reeve (15 at the time–a baby!!!) chillin in an abandoned storage unit she was hoping to use as shelter. HOWEVER, plot twist of the season–there are already people there!

She’s semi-ambushed by these people who she later learns are our good ol’ pals Foster and Harrison. The boys are also taking care of a 6-year-old girl named Essie who they love fiercely!! They’re sketched out by Reeve, which we later find out is because–they! know! her! 

Foster, Harrison, and Reeve were actually all the closest pals in a ‘foster home’ they called WAFFLE. Reeve forgets that during the disastrous accident she causes that separates them (she blows up the foster home lmaooo) but lookie here–the squad is reunited! Eventually everyone comes to love each other (though it ain’t like that in the beginning) + Foster and Reeve have a romance which I find so bizarre now?? They would never.

The squad is being “hunted” by a group of “chasers” (I LOVE dystopian lool) headed by a woman named Red who is actually?? a badass? She tries to kill them a bunch of times, Reeve kills Lonan’s sister by using her as a human shield, Essie dies, I’m awful!

HUNTED (book 2 - YA dystopian):

After Essie’s death, the group is shook! Harrison especially as he is *soft* and the “leader” of the group. To protect his other ducklings who are now the most sought after people in America lmao (Foster and Reeve), he does something SCANDALOUS and joins the *government* AKA all the evil people putting innocent children in these awful detention centres. What a 180! Essentially, he does this to purposefully manipulate investigations into Foster and Reeve away from them, but Reeve doesn’t know this so she’s cheesed when she finds out (she feels #betrayed)!

Harrison’s departure of the group triggers the group’s breakup. Harrison joins an *elite* section of the government that *I believe* tries to wrangle runaway foster kids?? This group is lead by our other good pal Lonan and this is the first book he appears in! He takes Red’s place as antagonist in this book.

The group also includes Holly, a badass who is also Foster’s older sister (and also Lonan’s first serious girlfriend)! She’s scary! She also dies by hanging in a blood-drinking cult mid-way through this book! don’t! ask! Margo is this group’s tech analyst, and she’s a mentally distant hippie (and Harrison’s first and last serious girlfriend which obvi didn’t work out lol he’s gay!) Idk what Harrison’s job was here, but he learns techy stuff from Margo!

This book is important because it establishes Lonan, who continues to be a pivotal character as the series progresses. It also establishes Lonan and Harrison’s relationship. Obvi Lonan is the antagonist in this book and won’t make his redemption arc for another 1book lol, but him and Harrison have a bit of a bizarre relationship. Though they’re almost rivals, they almost adore being each other’s rivals (but don’t tell them that)? After Harrison leaves Lonan’s team, the squad essentially is *hunted* by them, hence the book title lol. 

By the end of this book, a few important things happen! Lonan kills Margo (remember, Harrison’s first and last girlfriend lol, we could say Lonan was killing his competition lol is that too much), this obviously reinforces his role as bad guy! After the book’s events, Lonan eventually overtakes the group and they’re all imprisoned! Love it!

RESISTED (book 3 - YA dystopian):

This is my favourite Fostered book because there’s just so much tea! We start in “headquarters” AKA Lonan’s pride and joy! After he kills off his old boss so he can be Ultimate Antagonist (actually because she essentially killed his girlfriend ahaha), he’s the Man in Charge and power trippin like crazy. 

Reeve is separated from Foster and Harrison who are also in HQ because she’s mentally unwell. Lonan has given her the job of executing people (because he is evil) which she ain’t diggin! so Lonan takes it upon himself to address her mental health concerns (which obviously isn’t helping because they mutually hate each other). 

Eventually, Reeve barters with Lonan for what she wants by using Holly’s death (which only she and Foster witnessed) as leverage. As I mentioned above, Lonan essentially kills/drives away his entire *elite government squad* which means! He needs another one! Reeve uses this as an opportunity and says WELL you COULD hire Foster and Harrison. Lonan does and VOILA we suddenly have a new squad!

This is really where we build a relationship between Lonan and Reeve who have previously done nothing but try to kill each other! They actually bond in this bizarre kind of way. While they still don’t like each other, they mutually understand each other more than Foster and Harrison do as in many ways, Lonan and Reeve have both done the same awful things (lots of killing people :))). 

This all builds up to the epic reveal that they are actually half siblings (they share a mother) and oh DOES THE TEA START BOILING. This news causes major tension in the OG squad (Reeve, Foster, Harrison) as Foster and Harrison think Lonan has done too many irredeemable things to be forgiven, despite the fact that he and Reeve are related. They are right! However, Reeve isn’t so quick to decide. 

She and Lonan go through a lot together (including kidnapping! attempted murder! An explosion! Reeve pretending to be a corpse!) which are still some of my favourite things to re-read and the reason I love this book the most out of all the books I’ve written. This is where #redemption arc occurs!

This book is too long for me to cover everything, but essentially their relationship is the most important! The book ends when the squad (now joined by Lonan) is forced out of hiding because Reeve is injured and actually needs real medical attention! This leads to ANOTHER separation, with Reeve heading back to a foster home for the first time in a few years!

Hollowed (book 4) to Rewired (book 6)

HOLLOWED (book 4 - YA (?) dystopian (?))

Book four is my least favourite book of the 6 and that’s because it’s melodramatic and I was finding my writing style! It’s not quite appropriate for YA because of its violent subject matter, but wouldn’t appeal to adults, so it’s a bit category-less. Dystopian elements still exist, but are less relevant, so it’s also a bit muddled in term of genre.

All you need to know in terms of events are that Reeve meets someone named Lincoln in the foster home she’s put in (see previous) who ends up being a horrifically abusive person. He sort of shifts into the role as antagonist, though from this book on, the lines between good guys and bad guys blur. Hollowed also introduces a new character–Glenne! Glenne is Lonan’s second serious girlfriend and remnants of this relationship still show up in current Fostered spinoffs (tho she will be irrelevant in Houses With Teeth most likely). 

SPLINTERED (book 5 - YA?????)

The genre and category of this book are impossible to define. We continue almost where we left off in book four, and this book is pretty unremarkable in terms of events lol. The squad remains the same, except toward the end, we’re introduced to Darren, a dude from California who hears about Lonan’s *elite government squad* (before the government disowned him) and hopes they can help him locate his missing brother (tho he don’t reveal this until book six). 

This book is mostly about Lonan’s declining mental health that still has not gotten better. Some hints of Lonan and Harrison’s relationship getting closer are also dropped in this book.

REWIRED (book 6 - Adult (???) literary fiction sometimes???)

The category of this book is bizarre. It begins as weirdly maybe almost YA, but dips into adult literary fiction at some points. This book is where I really grasped my style and so the genre and category reflect that transition. 

What you need to know about Rewired is the progression of Darren and Reeve’s relationship as it goes from acquaintances to PALS to MORE THAN PALS to I don’t! want to be! your! pal! This book is so weird and disjointed because of this transition away from YA dystopian and into adult literary fiction. We also get even more Lonan and Harrison relationship development as Reeve meddles her way into business that is not hers!

MOTH WORK (spinoff - no categories anymore I have no idea)

The most recent Fostered book! We finally get to see Lonan and Harrison’s relationship on the page and oh boy! Is there tea! As Lonan struggles to grasp trauma from childhood, and Harrison struggles to help him, their relationship goes to places it ain’t never been before! This eventually leads to a much needed separation where Lonan explores a new relationship with Eliza (his father’s ex oooooof) and Harrison figures out what he needs in order to live a healthier, happier life. MW is a bridge between book six and seven.

HOUSES WITH TEETH (book 7 - adult literary fiction *I’m hoping*)

I have yet to write this book, but we’re back in Reeve’s head! Here’s a synopsis I’ve shared before:

After escaping a toxic relationship, twenty-year-old Reeve disappears for the second time in one year. She’s drawn to Wicker, a mealy town outside New York City, whose disappearances of affluent girls has caught her attention. The day she arrives, a sinkhole buries one of them in the front yard of her new home, a fixer-upper she shares with estranged friend, Foster. Quickly she falls prey to speculation by herself and others, who try to connect her to the tragedy. And even stranger, false recognitions as the girl in the ground, and the many other missing Wicker girls make her feel more and more like one of them–these alluring, unknown women. 

This book is very much my vibe now as a writer, however, it’s been difficult to re-integrate back into Reeve’s head with all Fostered’s dystopian elements removed! I don’t have much else to share about this book since I know so little about it, but it is essentially my current project.

So I hope that was helpful! There’s a lot of unexplored territory that I worry might be impossible to get into because I legitimately do not remember a lot @sarahkelsiwrites calls me a fake fan lol (I genuinely am), but if y’all ever want to know more, I am 100% down to share whatever! This was also a lot of info so if y’all have questions, send ‘em in!

Enjoy this abridged version of Fostered!

–Rachel

#fostered #amwriting #writeblr #writerblr

[chxoticmuses]

SHIP QUESTIONS THINGY

Status: Accepting

@streetsofsecrets​ said: our ships?? 🥺 ( Oscar & Cassandra )

PRE-RELATIONSHIP

How did they first meet?: He always saw her around since he was around Nick a lot, but they didn’t officially meet until he introduced himself at an event they were at.

What was their first impression of each other?: “Sexy! Sexy! Sexy!” Is all that rang through Oscar’s head when he first saw her, but he also liked the way that she carried herself and was attracted to her from the jump.

Did any of their friends or family want them to get together?: hmmmm, I feel like Oscar forced Nick to talk good about him to Cassandra and convince her to give him a chance. So yes, but not really.

Who felt romantic feelings first?: Oscar, heh. It was a love at first sight type thing for him.

Did either of them try to resist their feelings?: Nah, Oscar was open with his feelings from the get go. He thinks Cass has always liked him from the jump too, but just plays hard to get.

If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think?: There’s no way, that it was just a list over love type thing maybe, but the more time they start spending with each other the more that they’ll see that they probably are soulmates.

GENERAL

Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go?: You already know it was Oscar, I don’t think that needs to be stated Lmaooo. He called her his wife or fiancé from the get go tho because he thinks that boyfriend/girlfriend title is so childish.

Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like?: Dates really arent Oscar’s things at all, but he managed to go all out for their first date. He rented out some high end restaurant so it was just them and the staff and even got them their own entertainment for the night. They had fun, but he learned that all that extra stuff wasn’t necessary to get her to like him or to impress her.

What was their first kiss like?: A heat of the moment type thing like that gif set you sent me. She was fixing him all up after he took a pretty bad beating after a failed hit on someone and there was a lot of tension in the room. He was mad because of what happened and in a way she was kinda mad too that he ended up getting himself hurt like he did. So, to make that tension go away he pulled her in for a kiss. It wasn’t just no quick sweet kiss either, it was a full on make out session that lasted a good 30 seconds before either of them pulled away. Very much worth the risk of him possibly getting slapped afterwards.

Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?: Not, not really. They were at an age already where they had experienced a lot.

What’s their height difference? Age difference?: Oscar is considered to be a pretty short guy, he’s not that tall so they’re probably like at each other’s shoulders with him being like two inches taller. As for age, math again? Whew, lemme see….either they’re the same age or he’s older by like a year and some months.

What’s their relationship with each other’s families?: Oscar has been working with Scozzaris for a while and is affiliated with the Mendozas and both of those families like each other, so they both get along with each other’s family really well. They’re all really acquainted.

Who takes the lead in social situations?: Cassandra. I see her being the more dominant figure in their relationship. What she says goes, so she’s usually the one talking and figuring things out.

Who gets jealous easier?: Oscar. He doesn’t trust the little street rats and criminals that she interacts with. He knows how grabby and flirtatious they can be because he was one at some point.

LOVE

Who said “I love you” first?: It was Oscar. A full on dramatic speech about how much he loved her and how it was okay if she didn’t love him back.

What are their primary love languages?: Touuuuuuccccchhh 🗣

How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA?: Not very often. They both prefer to show their affection off in the comfort of their own house when they don’t have a million eyes looking at them. The most they’ll really do is a hug or kiss in front of family members.

Who’s better at comforting the other?: Oscar’s a lot better at talking with Cassandra and trying to understand how and why she’s feeling the way she is. He doesn’t always bring her up from her moods, but 80% of the time he does.

Who’s more protective?: As you can see from that ask I sent you like two days ago,

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?: Physical. Oscar just loves touching up on her and showing his love to her that way. He also compliments her like 24/7, but he gives her random little hugs throughout the day more.

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?: I really need to expand my romantic songs knowledge because I can not think of a song to save my life.

What kind of nicknames do they call each other?: He calls her wifey like all the time.

DOMESTIC LIFE

If they get married, who proposes?: Pft, in Oscar’s mind they’ve been married from the jump, but he would take the time to get her parent’s blessing and plan out a whole extravagant scheme for him to propose.

What’s the wedding like? Who attends?: They both have really big west hot families, so I’m thinking something like the wedding from The Godfather just dialed down a bit.

How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like?: do I wanna torture Cassandra with twins? Nah, instead I’ll just give them two separate children who are close in age.

Do they have any pets?: Oscar has a bulldog named Issac and that’s really it. He always has more room for new pets tho 👀👀👀

Who’s the stricter parent?: I feel like the both of them are really strict, but when it comes to keeping their children out of trouble and getting mixed up with crime then it’s definitely Cass. I just know she doesn’t fuck around when it comes to stuff like that. While Oscar would tell them all the cons, but ultimately let them make their own choice.

Who kills the bugs in the house?: Oscar. He had no remorse for any flies, spiders, or insect that comes into his house 😤. It’s like he’s a hitman for Raid too.

How do they celebrate holidays?: Surrounded by family of course. They have too big of a family to not do things with them. Oscar likes to go all out for the holidays, so he probably transform their house to fit the holiday theme on some Kardashian type stuff.

Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning?: Oscar will get out of bed, pick Cassandra up, and carry her back to their bed if he had to.

Who’s the better cook?: Oscar. He knows a lot more recipes then she does and likes to fuse stuff together to create whole new dishes.

#( ANSWERED ASKS. ) #( OSCAR ANSWERED ASKS. ) #STREETSOFSECRETS ( CASSANDRA. ) #streetsofsecrets

[purplesurveys]

652

We’ll do the last people I messaged, like before.

Friend One What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? JM. He’s a guy. How old are they and what month is their birthday? He is 22, but he blows his candles every July 6th. Does this person have a Facebook account? Yes he does. In this country, 98% of the time you kinda need to have a Facebook account, because work-related stuff is mostly conducted there (if you’re in school) and it’s a way to stay connected to family and friends. When was the last time you saw this person? Yesterday. He’s my classmate in my last class for the week, which is on Friday afternoons. Do you find this person attractive? Objectively yes, but I don’t have a huge crush on him lmao.

Have you ever lived in the same house as this person? Nope. Where does this person work? We’re currently just students, so no job yet. And as far as I know he plans on taking law so assuming he passes, he won’t be working for another four years. Friend Two What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Gabie, she’s a girl and a very pretty one at that. How old are they and what month is their birthday? 21, June 5th. Have you ever been to their house? Yeah, plenty of times. I’d be concerned if I wasn’t allowed to visit them lol. Are you friends with any of their other friends? I’m civil with her two best friends but I don’t really mix well with her other blockmates.  Where did you meet them? I went to school with her for 14 years. What are their siblings’ names? Don’t really feel like sharing that here. Have you ever cooked a meal with this person? Technically yeah. We had to run a small restaurant once for a final project in home economics, so we had to make hundreds of burgers and chicken strips hahaha. But other than that, the only thing we’ve made for ourselves is instant noodles, because we’re equally bad in the kitchen :/ Friend Three What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Andrew, boy. How old are they and what month is their birthday? I know he’s also 21 but I have no clue when his birthday is, which I should be partly ashamed of because he’s really into astronomy and always tells me about his star sign, which I’ve also forgotten about lmao. Have you ever hugged them? A few times. He’s not really someone I’d approach to hug. Do you know what their favourite candy is? LMAOOO we also talked about this with JM literally just a few days ago but I forgot already. I’m awful. But I guess it also kinda has to do with the fact that he’s incredibly talkative and some things he says just go into my ear and exit the other. Have you ever had a crush on this person? I’ve never had a crush on him. Do you know their parents? His mom knows of me, but I’ve never met her. He’s not close to his dad, so I don’t care whether I know him or not. Do they have a boyfriend/girlfriend or other significant other? Yeah, in a surprising turn of events he’s seeing my seatmate/good friend from high school, Leigh. Friend Four What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Angela, and she’s a girl. How old are they and what month is their birthday? She’s 21 and has her birthday on September 15th. Are you related to this person? Mmm nope. But I do know she and Chelsea, another friend of mine and who was in my high school circle, are distant cousins. Does this person have an Instagram account? She does. I think I’m the only person in all my circles with no instagram. Do you know the rest of their friends? I know most of her friends, but tbh she’s super sociable so there may be friends that I haven’t heard of or met. What are their parents’ names? Alain and Girlie. When was the last time you spoke to this person on the phone? A few months ago when she called me up crying because her boyfriend was being a jerk. Friend Five What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Sophie, girl. She is also my girlfriend’s sister so that 1/2 answers the question on the section on Friend Two, lmao. How old are they and what month is their birthday? She just turned 15. If I’m not mistaken, November 14? Something along that week, anyway.  Do you know what their favourite colour is? I have no clue but knowing her aesthetic, she’d probably go with a pastel shade. Have you ever been swimming with this person? Neverrrrr. I remember planning it once at their village’s clubhouse, but it never happened because I just never brought any swimsuits whenever I go visit haha. Do you live in the same town/city as this person? You can say that. But our city’s divided into upper and lower parts, and we’re on either side so it’s still a bit of a drive to get to their place. Would you answer the phone if this person called right now? I’d be surprised, but I’d take the call. Does this person live with their parents? Yes. Friend Six What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Tina, also a girl. How old are they and what month is their birthday? It’ll always shock me that she’s a year older – aka she’s 22. She feels like such a 1998 baby, if that even makes sense lol. Her birthday is September 11. Have you ever gone out for coffee with this person? We’ve bought coffee for takeout, but I’ve never sat down at a coffee shop with her. Does this person take selfies? If she does it’s only meme-ish in nature, or selfies with her dogs. Would this person come pick you up in the middle of the night? No and she wouldn’t be the first person I’d call because she lives too far from me and I don’t want to burden her too much. What does this person usually wear on a day-to-day basis? Growing up in Abu Dhabi where it’s warm/super warm all-year round, she can’t go anywhere without a thick jacket or sweater as she’s constantly cold. Have you ever shared a bed with them? I don’t think I have. Friend Seven What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Hannah, girl. Because most of my friends are girls. How old are they and what month is their birthday? She just turned 20! January 16. What do their parents do for a living? I have no clue. It’s never really been brought up in conversation, so I haven’t thought to ask and she hasn’t thought to tell. Have you ever gone to the cinema with this person? Nah and I think we have very different tastes so we wouldn’t be able to agree on what to watch anyway. Are they older than you? No, she’s much younger than me lmaoooo. What is their middle name? Her second name is Millenne, pronounced mell-EEN/mill-EEN. Since she’s a January 2000 baby, she was named after the word ‘millennium.’ Does this person go to school or college? Yeah, we’re coursemates in UP and equally hate journalism jfkhkdjhgg. Friend Eight What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Gab, guy. We’re not that close anymore but he recently caught up with me because he wanted to lend me his WWE Network account, which is super sweet of him. How old are they and what month is their birthday? If I’m not mistaken he was born 1998. But my second guess is that he was born 1997. Either way, his birthday falls on May 11. Do you have any inside jokes with this person? We have some inside wrestling jokes here and there. When was the last time you messaged this person? Thursday. I realize I never replied to him :( so I’ll have to get on that soon haha. How long have you known this person? We applied for our org at the same period, and that was two and a half years ago. What was the last thing you did to help this person out? Keep him company when no one was talking to him during the Christmas party. Have you ever said “I love you” to this person? Maybe when Nacho died. But it’s definitely not something I’d tell him all the time. Friend Nine What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Her first name is technically Denise, but I don’t know anyone who still calls her that. We all know her as Mils, from her surname. How old are they and what month is their birthday? She’s also 22 and while I don’t memorize her birthday, I do know she’s a Scorpio. When was the last time you hung out with this person? It’s been...a while. We’re pretty close, but we’re from different circles and we never hang out. I think it’s as far back as 2016, when she invited me to her and Leigh’s birthday thing and they treated us to a screening of Doctor Strange. Have you ever set this person up on a date with someone else you know? Nope. Again, not that close. Does this person have any pets? Yes, her family has a dog. How far away is their house from yours? It’s pretty close, but she lives in the heart of Cainta whereas I live on the very border of it, and I never go to that area. Would this person help you if you asked for it? It depends. She’s a hit or miss. Friend Ten What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Blanch! Also a girl. How old are they and what month is their birthday? She’s 20 turning 21, but not until September 8th. Have you ever stayed the night at their house? Nope. I’ve never been to her place and I don’t think I’ll ever get to, because she lives allllllll the way in Las Piñas. When was the last time you spoke to this person? Friday. We’re classmates in a history elective. Do you knock on their front door, or just walk right in? I’ve never been to her place. Have you ever ignored a phone call from this person? We’re not close enough to just call one another, plus I don’t think she likes talking on the phone anyway. Have you ever kissed this person? No. Friend Eleven What is their name and are they a boy or a girl? Apple! Still a girl. How old are they and what month is their birthday? Like Gab, I’m not sure if she was born 1997/1998, but her birthday’s May 4. Have you ever gone to dinner with this person? Yes, but along with a bunch of people. She shocked all of us when she quietly downed an entire bowl of ramen in like five minutes, which is why her nickname on our org’s groupchat to this day is still “Ramen Nagi Queen” hahaha. Do you know what their hobbies and interests are? She’s down for anything, but she particularly likes stuff that forces you to be active, like hiking. Does this person go to the gym regularly? It’s possible, considering she’s into sportsy stuff. I’m not 100% sure. But one thing I do know for sure is that her resolution this year is to cut back on rice. Have you ever been to a party with this person? Not yet but she seems like such an awesome person to party with, given that she’s in a sorority lol. Have you ever secretly checked this person out? I have not.

#survey #surveys

[hiraethstill]

THIS WEEK ON DAIYA NO ACE (8/13)

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!

LIVEBLOG:

FIRST SECOND AND I ALREADY PAUSED TO FAWN OVER ASADA

he researched... and developed.... this style......

what a good boi im soft

he works so hard

and he's so happy to be praised by koushuu lookit him!!!

WAS THAT MY CHILD TAKU COVERING FIRST

TAKU BEIN CHEEKY

eijun shook

kanetou bein proud!!

look at these two beautiful boyos

TAKU ENCOURAGING ASADA AND THE OTHERS I CANNOT

lmaooo mogami

"their voices are urging me forward" YOUUUUUUUUU PRECIOUS BEAN

tiny outfield firstie bois

haha kuki doesnt look that upset that theyre calling out more than when he was pitching

then again he didnt have koushuu/taku out there with him huh

they stirring things up

aaand kuki read my mind hyaha!

obligatory pretty koushuu shot

bro asada did the anime megane thing lmaoo

i like that masashi noticed someone else's/yui's countenance

someone wanna tell me why eijun's smiles/grins are always so contagious

passionate deep down huh hehe

W OW??? THIS ART LOOKS KINDA STRANGE BUT TAKU LOOKS REALLY HANDSOME/OLDER????

okay its not strange but

it seems different from everyone else's

@ animators did you hire someone specifically to draw taku lmaoo

whatre you lookin at me like that for HUH???

aww you will pitch your best asada sweetie

HASKDJF asada das gAY

HELL F U CK ING YEAH THAT WAS A CURVEBALL

EAT DIRT AUDIENCE

oh man i remember someone talking about how it was more 12-6 hMMST

KOUSHUU APPRECIATING ASADA IS ALL I NEEDED

and omg my sweet child asada is just wondering about how he missed it

pretty koushuus

"maybe it wasnt so bad" MY DUDE

MY GU Y

BALL ANIMATION

BRO MASASHI I KNOW YOU WANNA HIT IT

okay that sounded kinda wrong

WHY IS HE SO PRETTY AND WHY IS HE CHEERING ON HIS BOYFRIEND

aww asada turns to taku like he doesnt know which other fielder to turn to first aaaaaaa

hey zono looks nice here

and of course shirasu my guy

kanemaru's sassy hip

"you have an evil look in your eye, shinji" "you started it!"

HAVE I MENTIONED KANETOU ARE MARRIED

aw asada nodding so fervently my heart just grows for him every second

I FUCKIN LOVE YOUUUUUUU TAKUUUUUUUUUUU

asaDA'S NOISES OF SHOCK HE'S SO CUTE IM ABOUT TO BURST I SWEAR

AND HIS FACE OF SHOCK IM

WOW

I NEED TO SIT DOWN

BABIIIIIIIIEEEEESSSSSSSSSS

ASADA IS SO HAPPY THAT KOUSHUU IS RAISING HIS GLOVE AND TAKU IS SO PROUD THAT KOUSHUU IS RAISING HIS GLOVE

NOT TO MENTION KOUSHUU AND ASADA TAPPING GLOVES IM

SO FUCKING DRAMATIC

FELLA S IS IT G AY

WAIT WHAT

DID I HEAR THAT CORRECTLY

ASADA PLAYED SOFTBALL??????

UMMMM CAN I GET A HELL YEAH??????????

esp since i told this kid at camp that i played baseball and he was like "no you play softball" like fuck gender norms

EIJUN AND MOCHI ARE SO PROUD OF ASADAAA

AND LOOK AT KUKI + OTHERS GREETING ASADA SO WARMLY IM SOFT

ah mochi i love you

ah eijun i love you

both of you even more so after being great big bros to asada

why the fuck is koushuu so pretty

taku looks SO happy that koushuu is stepping up and changing momentum and kicking ass

the other third years look so down that nabe cant play... :c

oh man i remember tokyo senbatsu i cant wait to see more good bois

TAKU ON BASE HELL YEAHH

oho koushuu batting third

wow ochiai recruited taku?

at least they recognize he's a speedy boi

OMG EIJUN SAYING UNDERESTIMATING KARIBA im so proud of both of them

but uhhh i still want taku to reach

and he dID!!

eijun's shocked face and mochi's "nice, a challenge huh" face are a bit gratifying

im sos orry kariba i know you deserve better

damn taku acknowledging he barely made it when everyone else WHOAs

also koushuu calling him taku aaaaaa

kawashima you got this!

HELL FUCKING YEAH TAKU STOLE THIRD I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUU

MOCHI

MOCHI ACKNOWLEDGING TAKU'S HARD WORK AND TALENT

what did i tell yall about koutaku sharing one brain cell

one smart brain cell

man... justice for kariba what a good underrated boi

HA kanemaru ships koutaku you cant tell me otherwise

their baseball is brainy... im cryin softly

lmAO savage mochi

sachiko i love you!

what rumors ochiai -eyes emoji-

SCREM SMOL KOUTAKU BABIES

I WOULD D IE FOR THEM

LOOK AT THEIR SMILES

pretty koushuu shot is pretty and this one was too pretty to gloss over

there was another one but ill spare you and also i couldnt get the screenshot where i wanted it

AWW LOOK AT ASADA CHEERING FOR KOUSHUU WITH HIS HANDS IN THE AIR

TAKU SCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAA FLASHBACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

HARUCCHI EIJUN TEAMWORK MAKES THE DREAM WORK

ANOTHER pretty koushuu shot wtfff

lmao masashi just leaves

and yui's concerned face omg

YES KAGAMI GOOD HIT

AND PRETTY KUKI

asou are you saying shirasu has a plain appearance???????? bc excuse you shirasu is handsome and therefore kagami is handsome

LMAO masashi tryna steal their spotlight?

you can do that somewhere else buddy

yui's :0 face omg

natsukawa and anna!!!! queens <333

omg harucchi wow lowkey savage as always

imagine kanetouharu......... hMST

hyaha mogami just always makes me laugh

bro yui and masashi while thats sweet of you isnt it kinda rude to allow less spotlight time for players that wanna move up

takatsu has every right to be frustrated

aND KAWASHIMA TOO LOOK AT HIM

wow... that hurt

right there

that shit hurted

KSDSDKH masayui also one brain cell?

BROSKIS.... HEIG H T DIFFERENCE..........

lmaooo eijun

you're probably not gonna get a second yes

himst pretty

yes zono thank you

mogami BLS

YESS THANK YOU MOCHI FOR ACKNOWLEDGING TAKATSU

that makes it both kane and mochi now, WHERE IS MY INTERACTION

FELLAS.... IS IT GAY...........

OMG SAWAMURA

DRAG THAT PITCHER OFF THE MOUND IS TOO MUCH

LOOK ASADA THINKS YALL WANT TO PULVERIZE HIM NOW

what... what a beautiful shot...

they dont even look fazed

aww taku reminding asada that eijun really does care about him

taku is so amused by eijun omg

and so perceptive

toujou kane and harucchi all looking at eijun in varying shades of "this is normal"

WHY ARE KOUTAKU LOOKING AT EACH OTHER LIKE THIS

MY GAY HEART CANT TAKE IT

PLEASE I LOVE THEM

asada looks so determined!!!

preview

no amount of time is enough for what? before graduation?

ooh a beautiful mochi!

RIP koushuu but honestly im glad he went to second string first he'll get more playing time

beautiful kuki too!

NORI AND EIJUN HANGING OUT YESS

SUMMARY:

asada praised by koushuu + cheered on by fielders esp takukuki gay

"you have an evil look in your eye shinji" "you started it!"

ASADA CURVE + SOFTBALL

TAKU SPEED

justice for senpais

masayui Appeal one brain cell

too many pretty koushuus

harusawa teamwork!

#daiya no ace act ii #daiya spoilers #spoilers #daiya no ace #ace of diamond #okumura koushuu #seto takuma #asada hirofumi #kuki youhei #sawamura eijun #kuramochi youichi #kawashima kengo #takatsu hiroomi #kariba wataru

[veldian]

Are we supposed to send in characters for the Nsfw character trait meme? If so... Fill it out with Tech

(i guess this is a roleplay response. i guess im roleplaying as technical boy now.)

Preference for top or bottom?

i only fuck tops. im not putting my dick in someone’s ass. i much prefer to be fucked, thanks

Favorite type, looks and personality wise?

i guess i prefer dominant types? older guys too, ironically

Get up and shower after or bask in the afterglow all sticky and wet?

not gonna lie. kind of like staying sticky for a while

Monogamous? Open relationship? Polyamorous?

open relationship or polyam. staying with one person is kind of old fashioned imo

Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?

hard and fast. don’t waste my time

Favorite sex position?

doggy ig. with random encounters i go with that but.. with czern or town i like to see their face sometimes.

What’s your character’s favorite kink?

my favorite one is embarrassing so next question

How active in bed is your character? Do they like to lie there and take it or do they like to get the most bang for their buck?

uhh. depends on the day? sometimes i prefer to just chill and take it but sometimes i like riding

Kissing during sex, yes or no?

……yeah

Clothes off or on during sex?

usually go with clothes on. faster to do it that way. kinda hot too. if i really like my clothes and i dont want them fucked up then i’ll take them off though.

Lingerie? Yes or no?

…..next question

Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?

bold of you to assume i haven’t already. i have two boyfriends.

Your character’s penis size? Preference for penis size?

mine is 6.5. as for the other question, one of my bfs’ has 10 inches while the other has 8. what does that tell you?

Does your character like to roleplay? If so, what?

town is so into petplay, it’s ridiculous. so we do that sometimes.

Does your character prefer condoms or bareback?

bareback. condoms are a hassle and i can’t get diseases anyway so lmaooo. feels better, too. and jizz is just fun as a whole.

Your character’s most private sexual fantasy?

there’s a reason it’s fucking private

How sexually active is your character?

i get as much as i can. and considering im fuckin hot, it’s a good amount. unfortunately though, my bfs are old bastards so i don’t always get as much as i’d want :/

When did your character lose their virginity?

dude it was like 70 years ago. i don’t fucking know. 

Kinks your character would participate in?

idk theres a lot i like. waxplay is a new one we’ve been messing with though. and like i said, town is stupidly into petplay. spanking is also a classic. 👌

Kinks your character would not participate in?

i don’t like any kind of weaponplay or being restrained. excessive pain isn’t my thing either. not exactly a kink but guys in suits are a major turn off. i hope it’s obvious why that is.

A character that yours fantasizes about coupling with?

besides my boyfriends? czern and i have talked about shadow but i doubt he’d be dtf :/

this was terrible to do. thanks.

#tech.txt