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thru-the-grapevine · 2 years

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Under the Stars

Pairing: Choi San x reader

Summary: The stars decide to spell out your fate with the cute boy who took you stargazing rather clearly, for once.

Word Count: 1.6k

Tags: summer camp au, fluff to end all fluff, also idiocy

You peer up at the universe sprinkled overhead, gnawing your lower lip. “I’m not sure I see it.”

The grass of left outfield shifts beneath the blanket as San scoots a little closer to you. Despite the comfortably warm night, the feeling of his body heat mere inches from your side sends prickles across your skin.

“Okay, look,” San says, lifting his arm and pointing to a cluster of stars. “Starts right there, beneath that really bright one, and it goes down left, and then trails around that way, see?”

You force your gaze away from the contour of his arm and attempt to follow as he traces an outline in the heavens. “And you said it’s…”

“A jellyfish,” he says, and you can hear him grinning. “That spot I just traced is the bell, and then the tentacles—”

“—are just there,” you realize, suddenly seeing the constellation. You snort.

“Nice, right?” San snickers. “I actually felt clever making that one. Okay, your turn.”

“Oh, god,” you mutter, smiling and gazing all across the sky. “Okay, um…”

This is exactly what you’d expected when San asked if you wanted to sneak out to the campground’s baseball field and look at stars. Several other young camp staff you’d been sitting with watched you accept his offer with jealousy, and you knew they were picturing a far more romantic, swoonworthy scene. Something it seemed most of the young camp staff would kill for with San—at least, something they’d kill for now.

Choi San has been your camp bestie since the day you met as kids, when you accidentally spilled green Kool-Aid all over him and he retaliated on purpose with his purple Kool-Aid. He wasn’t one of the cooler kids at camp over the years—too dorky, the other kids said. But that worked out perfectly for you, because you were a dork, too.

It was shocking when he turned up one summer a few years ago when you were counselors and he was…cute. Against your better judgment, it awakened something in you—and, apparently, several other counselors, who were suddenly interested in hanging around him. You tried not to let it boost your ego when he barely noticed them, preferring to stick around you, instead. He was still just as dorky, like nothing had changed, and you wanted to keep it that way, so for the sake of your friendship you fought down any feelings that awakened.

Except they like to re-awaken all the time, as you both continue to grow up and he only gets cuter. A constant battle. You’re running out of room to bury your feelings at this point.

“Aaah, wait—um, uh, um…” you sputter, laughing as San begins humming the Jeopardy theme.

You chance a glance over at him, only to look away again sharply when you see him grinning ear-to-ear at you. Your entire face comes to a boil. Panicked, you fling your arm up and point. “There, take a guess.”

You begin scrutinizing that spot desperately for a form that makes sense as San groans. “No fair, that’s where I was going to pick next.”

“Pff, yeah, what were you gonna pick, a….coiled-up snake?” You retort, tossing the snake idea out the window.

“...Noooo,” he says, then pauses. “Okay, kind of. It was going to be one of those fuzzy worm things, so that doesn’t technically count.”

You snort. “Keep dreaming.”

“What’s yours, then, huh, if you’re so clever?”

“You mean you can’t see it?” You ask, faking offense, wracking your brains for ideas.

“Methinks thou doth protest too much,” San says, and you can hear him smirking.

You huff. “Fine, I’ll tell you, spoilsport. It’s one of those, you know…”

You can definitely hear him grinning now. “You know…?”

At last, inspiration strikes. “It’s an ammonite.”

A moment’s pause, and then San asks, “an ammonite?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t know what an ammonite is,” you say, injecting mock horror into your voice. “I remember your dinosaur phase from fourth grade summer too well for that.”

There’s a moment of silence as San scrutinizes the sky.

You smirk the longer he doesn’t reply. “So, you know. An ammonite. Duh.”

“That…” He says, staring at the place you’d pointed out, “…is genius…”

You grin.

“....ly stupid.”

“Hey!” You turn and smack his arm, laughing. “You were going to say it was a fuzzy worm!”

You pointedly ignore how cute his dimples are, the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles. “At least mine wasn’t a fossil.”

“You didn’t make any rules except ‘it can’t be boring like a real constellation’!”

“I’m changing the rules now, no fossils.”

You scrunch your face up into an indignant, scowling pout. “Starting now. Mine counts.”

San rolls his eyes, but a grin tugs at his lips. “So needy. Fine, my turn.”

“And you can’t start from where I just made one,” you remind him.

“Yah, who’s in charge here, anyway?” San complains.

You scoff. “Who said anything about someone being in charge? Besides, you’ve got loads of other stars to work with.”

“But I wanted to work with those stars.”

“Bo-ring.”

“Ah come on, they’re all fake constellations anyw—whoa!”

You both jolt, eyes wide, as the brightest shooting star you’ve ever seen hurtles through the sky above. It’s huge, the tail burning fire from one horizon to the other in a brilliant slash.

As quickly as it comes, it fades, but the spell it casts lingers over you both. Both of you fall quiet, staring up into the stars. Everything comes into focus that you hadn’t been aware of before—the soft chirp of crickets from the nearby woods, the barely-there breeze stirring across your legs, the earthy smell of the baseball diamond. How close Choi San is lying next to you, on this blanket, the two of you in a world all your own.

“That was…amazing,” San breathes.

Your throat is dry. All you can do is nod.

“Did you see that?”

“Yeah.”

“It was huge,” he says, shifting a little on the blanket. “I’ve…I feel like I need to make a wish. Should I make a wish?”

You wish your feelings could just go away. “Nah, not on that one. You kidding? It was way too big for just a wish. That was like…a sign, or something.”

San sounds thoughtful. “A sign of what?”

“Like, anything.” Lying here next to him feels more and more dangerous by the second. You sit up, still staring at the sky. “That’s a sign for anything. Like a big thumbs-up, you know? The universe saying, ‘time to go for it’.”

“Go for what?”

“Whatever’s right in front of you, man,” you say, just rambling at this point. “Got a dream school you’re shooting for? Send in the application. Up for that promotion? Assert yourself. Someone you want to see? Gotta shoot your shot. Life’s too short and shooting stars know about it. Like, you saw that one, it was huge and bright and beautiful and it just fizzled…out…”

You stop talking, mind going blank, when you feel San take your hand, twining your fingers together.

You look down at your hands. He really is holding yours; you aren’t just imagining it. His thumb brushes over the back of yours gently, once, twice, and your entire being feels like a live wire.

He clears his throat in the silence that follows. “I, um, then I guess this is just…me, shooting my shot, then.”

Your gaze trails from his hand up his arm, over his shoulder and neck, settling on his face. He’s staring resolutely up at the sky, like the stars have just started tap-dancing. “I mean, you know, if that’s…cool? Maybe? Since you said the star was a sign and not for wishing…maybe this was a bad idea—”

“You’re shooting your shot with me?”

“Not because I don’t like being friends or anything!” San says quickly. “Honestly I haven’t said anything for a while because I didn’t want you to…I guess I was just worried that…and like, we can totally just be friends, that’s super cool, we can just forget this happened at all—”

“Stop talking.”

He falls silent, and you take the moment to calm the veritable tornado of thoughts and feelings whipping through your head at breakneck speeds.

“I…” You trail off. Where are you even supposed to start? “I’m not…I mean, I like being your friend, too, don’t get me wrong, but like…”

You squeeze his hand. “This is cool.”

Slowly, San sits up next to you. “…It is?”

“Way better than cool,” you blurt, feeling your face start to burn again. “I’m…god, San, I’ve liked you a stupidly long time and I didn’t want to blow it and you’re telling me you’re shooting your shot because of a shooting star?”

“Hey, that thing had to be a comet or something,” San said, a slow smile growing over his face. “Like fate. Or an omen.”

“I was talking out of my ass about that earlier,” you tell him, pulse sputtering frantically at the way he’s looking at you.

“No, I think that was the first non-stupid thing you said all night,” San says decidedly. He lifts your joined hands briefly and presses a kiss to the back of yours before letting them drop to his lap.

Your head feels like it’s spinning. “The ammonite wasn’t stupid.”

“It was stupid,” he says, grinning at you.

You huff, scowl-pouting again. “You’re so mean.”

“I think you like it, though,” he says, squeezing your hand and looking back up at the sky. “Just a little.”

Your face feels like it’s in flames. “...Maybe. A very little bit.”

You both spend the next few minutes smiling rather stupidly at the stars.

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ronithesnail · 2 months

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I should draw some solar opposites fanart… maybe… if i feel like it… anyway what do yall wanna see

#cuz like the fandom so fucking small i feel like i have to yknow #contribute s o m e t h i n g to this place #i havent drawn anything in ages cuz im its just so hard to find motivation within the tiny pockets of time i have to myself #burnout iguess ughh #anyway i love my gay aliens so perfect opportunity #solar opposites #tervo #terry x korvo #korvo x terry #terry opposites #korvo opposites #jesse opposites #yumyulack opposites #valentines day special fucked me up yalll ughhhhh

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beremy-from-trigun · 1 year

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song: strawberry blond by mitski

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biitchcakes · 3 months

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❝ Is dancing why we live ? ❞ ⸻⸻ ⸻⸻ ❝ Girl, YES ! ❞

( personals DNI. )

#🥹 she just always looks so happy..#let her feel as carefree as she does when she dances #side note how precious is binary pls <33 #( a e s t h e t i c . )#( c h . s t u d y . )#( c o m i c s . )#( e d i t s . )#( v i s a g e . )#( b i n a r y . )#( c a r o l d a n v e r s . )#( j e n n i f e r t a k e d a . )#( j e n n i f e r w a l t e r s . )#( l a u r i - e l l . )#( m o n i c a r a m b e a u . )#( q u e u e . )

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deus-ex-mona · 3 months

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#m a n i f e s t i n g a proper mv for the bros with a secret 2: someya boogaloo #this week plspspspspspspspsps we haven’t seen shortleg in f o r e v e r #(and im still waiting for a someya expert to correct my r/s ‘analysis’ of them p l s i feel like i got some things wrong there but idk what)#anyways!!! keep calm and wait for the shortleg mv!!!!!!!#染BODY ONCE TOLD ME—

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ch3rie-pop · 5 months

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Your works of art look like shit

Thank you bbg, but can you tell me what about it in particular is so schnizzy? Displeasing? Unsightly?

I await your response -✨

#cherie’s mail #Mrs.Inkstargirl probably #Darling if you feel this way about your own art just make more of it #no need to take out on other people #e s p e c i a l l y n o t m y m u t u a l s

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roomy-ghosted · 2 years

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So…that’s a parallel i guess-

#tulip olsen #simon laurent #infinity train #Tulip’s able to escape whilst Simon fucking couldnt if Grace didn’t show up #im absolutely dying #/pos #but yeah no absolute PAIN #ITS A FUCKING PARALLEL I #hshfhdnana i have e m o t i o n s over this dudes- like holy fuck-#i dont cate if its been pointed oit before stfu im feeling-#HHHHHH #im #imf cukkng feeeling #i could say so much on this but itd be a MESS #Literally fucking hell-#Simon's incident happened before Tulip's timeline wise but was made after and I feel it in my fucking bones the animators decided to make #this intentional #also can i just say little simon is very dapper in his silly little vest #good for him honestly

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vahrutasgrace · 4 months

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@gloryseized liked for a starter!

¯`°¤.¸.¤ ¯`°¤.-- ♕ II Mipha felt a sense of unease wash over her, her gaze lifting towards Ploymus Mountain. High above, the roar of a Lynel shook the foundation of Zora's domain.

The guards and soldiers who protected their home looked to the mountain as well, their acute hearing and attention to detail noting the sudden change in the environment around them. Some clutched their spears tight, expecting the Lynel to come charging down the mountain at any moment.

At least those who were insensitive; children and humble merchants selling their wares, seemed unbothered and didn't notice. Which was a good thing in the princesses' eyes. The last thing they needed was for wide spread panic to circulate throughout the domain when they could put a stop to it quickly.

"I fear for the worst. The Lynel have been acting unruly lately. Far more than usual, I'm afraid..." She spoke aloud to one of the guards at her side; Bazz. A young Zora soldier whom was still fresh in the ranks, his dark scales a noticeable contrast against his silver armor.

He nodded in agreement. "As long as it doesn't find its way down the mountain... We can keep control of its location and make sure it passes by without detecting the domain." He said, hoping to ease the princesses' worries.

She knew he was right. They couldn't risk everyone's safety when the Lynel wasn't close enough to wreck havoc. But she still wanted to make sure it didn't pose as a potential risk, especially if they could stop it early.

"Link!" One of the guards announced loud enough to bring Mipha's attention away from the mountain and towards the entrance of the glittering domain.

"Link is here!" Another joyous guard called out.

Turning to face him, she immediately caught sight of the familiar young knight making his way into the domain. Either to visit, or to pass on a message from the princess Zelda, she didn't know. But she was so glad to see him. If there was anyone could help with their little problem, it was Link. The one person she had all the faith of the world in.

"Oh, Link! Thank Hylia you're here!" Mipha called out, a cupped hand resting against the corner of her lips so her voiced echoed out, hoping to catch his attention quickly. "We could use your help!"

#gloryseized #{ m i p h a; princess of the z o r a }#{ l i n k; my l o v e is y o u r s}#{ b e f o r e c a l a m i t y; The Past }#{ aaaaaa my babies! also btw I keep it canon that Mipha is very much in love with Link but please dont feel like you have to ship with me!!#{ you do what you believe your link will do or whatever. Like if you dont ship MiphLink there is no pressure at all!! }#{ im fine with onesided loves and all that! LOL }#{ s t a r t e r p o s t }#{ this psa goes out to all the Links I followed!! fklsjfksjfkd }

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e-adlirez · 13 days

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Why is Crystal Fairies the bar for disappointment? (Just reason your Treasure Seekers 2 review/summary and you said it was better than Crystal Fairies at least, so just curious haha)

Love ur reviews <3

I will definitely go into more detail (with a book review probably), but uh the very very short answer is that uh, Compass of the Stars is underwhelming, but Crystal Fairies is underwhelming enough to piss me off :D

That's a whole level of disappointing methinks :'3

#geronimo stilton #thea sisters #thea stilton #questions with e #i dunno of all the books this one feels the most half-assed y'know #for one Scholastic translated the name to CRYSTAL KINGDOM #YOU GO FROM CRISTALLIA #TO C R Y S T A L K I N G D O M #HOW THE HELL DO YOU FUMBLE THE BAG THIS MUCH #they made a plot whose summary slapped SO HARD but made it so BORING in practice #will definitely elaborate in the future -m-

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jacob-the-human · 9 months

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I just finished watching nimona and... JESUS CHRIST! I FEEL LIKE I'VE BEEN HIT BY A TRUCK! I HAVE NOT FELT THESE EMOTIONS SINCE WATCHING AND DREAMING!

#nimona #i feel like ive been hit by a truck #i am not okay #i think i just died #netflix #netflix original #movies #that movie was so good #E M O T I O N S #Nimona is a great movie #lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia #netflix nimona

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tophatandboots · 10 months

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I haven't walked eleven whole kilometers since.... Since the medieval fantasy festival last year, I think, and that was before I hit rock bottom health wise.

I WALKED ELEVEN WHOLE KILOMETERS WITH MY ACTUAL FEET AND I DIDN'T FALL OVER OR GET STUCK ANYWHERE OR EVEN NEED A PAINKILLER BEFORE I GOT HOME

My joint pain may be inevitable but I'm rebuilding my muscle strength and stamina, baybeeeeeeeee

#I am so godsdamned sleep deprived it's making me weird #Also I'm going to take an anti inflammatory because it feels like the bones in my ankles are on fire #My arse muscles may try to attack me in my sleep but I don't care because #E L E V E N K I L O M E T R E S I N O N E D A Y #My range was 4km with the stick in March and that was pushing it. In January I couldn't sit up unsupported.

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thru-the-grapevine · 1 year

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[11:21 PM] “It’s late,” Yuta mumbled against your mouth.

You pulled him in close again, shutting him up with another long kiss. You knew it was getting late; the sun had already set when Yuta had arrived at your apartment, and you’d made it through about four episodes of your favorite show by now. But this was the first time you'd finally worked up the courage to kiss him, and you didn’t want it to end yet.

Yuta’s mouth curled into a smile against yours as he pulled back just enough to speak again. “I probably need to go.”

“No, not yet,” you objected, curling your fingers tighter in his collar. “Please?”

He laughed. “Another five minutes, then.”

“Good,” you murmured, leaning back in and kissing him without any resistance on his end. Yuta was rather good at this, and you thought that maybe, just maybe, you could do this for the next hour without getting tired.

By the time you broke apart again, you were both breathless, lips swollen. You gazed at his lips, deciding this swollen color was really pretty. God, it made you want to kiss him more.

You decided to head off any protests by nipping in first.

“Please,” you said, pouting a little. “I know I’ve kissed you, like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”

Yuta groaned, resting his forehead against yours. “You’re kind of dangerous, you know that?”

“Me? Dangerous?” You smiled, biting your lip. “That doesn’t sound right.”

“Flirt,” Yuta muttered darkly before leaning in and kissing you again, gently pressing you to lay back on the couch.

Maybe not just one hour, you decided. You could go for hours and hours, kissing Nakamoto Yuta like this.

#yuta x reader #yuta fluff #yuta drabble #nct fluff #nct drabbles #yuta timestamp #nct timestamps #nct 127 fluff #nct 127 drabbles #nct 127 timestamps #nakamoto yuta #nct #nct 127 #admin ellie #ellie writes #ellie’s fluff #i have no excuse for this #everyone look away im feeling e m o t i o n s over him

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