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stevebabey · 3 years

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candlelight & cuddles

a/n: yoohoo!! it’s ur scheduled fluffy bucky content!! this week u go from neighbours to...roommates *gasp* technically the sequel to cookies, kisses, and such it’s cute it’s not perfect cos i edited it once & said meh let them have it word count: 4k just! enjoy muah <3

After the birds, your alarm tone is the first thing that rings through the apartment, every morning.

On the rare day off, you might get to wake up with the sun — or rather, the bustle of traffic which usually gets going by at least 7.30 in New York. You love days like that, where you’re so pleased to have a sleep-in that even the honking of impatient taxi drivers can’t keep you from slumbering.

Today, however, you do not have the day off.

Bucky knows that. However, from how many times you’ve hit snooze on your alarm, you would think you did have the day off. Notoriously late you were — and constantly playing a dangerous game with falling back asleep.

He doesn’t mind that fact it’s positioned right beside the wall he shares with you, undeniably waking him up with you. Besides, he’s always awake before it rings anyways.

He usually wakes just before it gets light outside.

Sometimes, with a jolt from an unpleasant dream trickling down his spine, sometimes softly, eyes fluttering open to the cool dim room.

Today is a gentle wake-up, even the traffic is a little quieter than normal and Bucky lets himself revel in the beauty of it — he takes his time getting up, harvesting the warmth of his sheets. Til your alarm went off, that is.

He listens in from his bed, as you wake on the other side of the wall, groan, sheets rustling before the beep of your alarm halts. His lips pull into a small smile as the sound on the other side of the wall goes quiet, but only for another minute.

He can’t help but chuckle as the alarm goes off again and you respond with a curse, shuffling around til the noise stops. He used to set an alarm but given how loud yours was, and how notorious you were for snoozing it a dozen times, it took merely a month of living here for Bucky to not bother setting one.

Before it can begin blaring again, he heaves a sigh and pushes up in his bed, swinging his feet to the floor. Rolling back his shoulders, he stands and exits his room, tapping lightly on your door right as the alarm goes off again.

Not waiting for a response, he pushes the door open and smiles almost teasingly as you groan and roll over in your sheets.

Bucky turns off your alarm instead of snoozing it and you blink your eyes blearily, a hand coming up to cover your escaping yawn.

“Y’know,” he begins, fixing you with a pointed look, his voice gravelly and low from sleep. You try not to smile too gleefully as you hear it. “I’m wondering how you ever got to work before I lived here.”

You smirk a little and stretch out, yawning again. “How do you know I don’t just do this to hear that fantastic morning voice you have?”

Bucky chuckles a little and even the sound is lower than normal. You hope he doesn’t notice the way you flush lightly.

“I’ll put some coffee on. You better be up in 5 minutes, doll.” You smile as you watch him leave your room and hear him tinkering in the kitchen. Releasing a sigh, you sink back into your mattress for just a moment, letting a content smile pull at your lips subconsciously.

Having Bucky move into the spare room in your apartment, you had to admit, both of you weren’t sure it would work. Sure, he spent more time here than he did in his own apartment but living in the same space was often more different than anticipated.

You hadn’t had a… roommate, you might call him, in a good while and you were worried that Bucky might take it personally if you said the roommate situation didn’t suit you.

Thankfully, you didn’t need to be worried in the least.

You were sure Bucky molded to you to make it easier — but even then, carving out room for him in your life and apartment was simpler than expected. You didn’t see him all the time, but still more than when he lived next door — and if you both stayed up talking, he only had to retreat to his room to turn in. Also, rent was cheaper, which was always a bonus in New York.

Yes, you were very content having him here, with you.

Sitting up and sliding out of bed, you gather what you needed for the shower and pass the alluring smell of whatever Bucky was cooking up on the stove as you headed for the bathroom. Once squeaky clean and clothed in the drab uniform of your work, you exit the bathroom and head to the kitchen, your stomach working up a rumble.

You try your best to contain your soaring heart at what Bucky had already prepared for you but you were sure your smile gave you away.

A cup of coffee, toast, and eggs the way you liked them. The way you’d taught him when the two of you experimented with every breakfast food so Bucky could try them all and decide which he liked best.

The whole meal was as you liked it, as you had told him in past conversations. He had a knack for remembering your favourites.

It tastes like love — even the lump of sugar undissolved at the bottom of your coffee mug, that he had forgotten to stir in. Bucky eats alongside you, the two of you in comfortable silence before you had glimpsed the clock.

“Shit,” you start. “I’m gonna be late.”

You shove your chair back, the wood screeching in response, and hurry to your room to pick up your bag that held the essentials. At the same time, you quickly tie your hair back and rinse your mouth with toothpaste for a quick second. As you hustle, you call out to Bucky in the other room.

“Text me what you want for dinner and I’ll pick up what we need on my way home, okay?”

Bucky hasn’t moved from his chair, watching you flutter around in your frenzy with an amused smile on his lips. You know he heard you though, so you barrel on, snatching up your keys and heading for the door.

Then as if you had hit a wall, you stop and turn on your feet. Hurrying back to the table, you rest your hand on either side of Bucky’s face and tilt his face up towards you — then lean down and kiss him, hard and passionate.

You tried not to look gleeful at the delighted surprise on his face, his lips parted as if he might try to steal a second kiss.

“Thank you for breakfast,” you say, your gaze darting between his eyes. You swipe your thumb across his cheek briefly before you drop your hands and hurry for the door again, knowing you were definitely late this time. “And remember to try to get the landlord round for the busted heater please!

Pizza please. Sal’s x

The only text you had gotten from Bucky in all 6 hours of your shift so far. At least he had made up his mind. But even after you responded, asking if he wanted anything else, he hadn’t deigned to reply.

Half the time, his phone was sandwiched between the couch cushions and forgotten by him, so you weren’t exactly surprised by the lack of reply. Just bored.

The snow outside had driven away the usual diners of your work and you were really hoping that you’d make the first cut to go home. In fact, if your counting was correct, it was coming up to an hour since your last new customer had entered, bringing a flurry of cold and snow in with them.

You sighed, finishing your round topping up people’s coffee mugs and heading back behind the counter.

Your manager, Shelby, had her gaze fixed on her phone that propped up behind the counter, showing a sodden News Reporter out on the street. God, it looked bad out there. You tried not to look like you were listening in, but it sounded like it was going to get worse before it got any better.

Send me home, send me home, you silently wished as you aimlessly polished an already sparkling cup. Sure, you probably needed the tips and wages of a full shift — however, knowing pizza on the couch, cuddled in Bucky’s arms was waiting for you at home was far more tempting.

“You want first cut?” Shelby asks all of a sudden, her eyes darting from the screen for just a moment. Guess she got your silent wish. You try to downplay your excitement just a bit, standing a bit straighter and nodding fervently. Shelby smiles in the corner of her mouth and tosses her head to the door.

“Go on. I think we’ll be fine holding down the fort in this weather. The dinner rush is finished, anyway.”

You nearly knot your apron in your hurry to shed it. With a call of goodbye to the chef, Remy, and a wave to Shelby, you wrap your coat around yourself tightly and brace for the frostiness as you step out onto the street. You try not to shiver immediately. Definitely colder than it looked.

As you begin your walk home, your chilled fingers manage to punch in the number to Sal’s, the pizza place by your apartment, and order a large pepperoni. Just as you hang up the call, your eyes catch on the 7/11 sign across the road.

It takes a second to skitter across the snowy road and when inside, your eyes quickly spot the cookie box mix that has become a staple in your and Bucky’s relationship. You pull it off the shelf.

As you do another double-take to make sure you’re not missing anything, your eyes snag on the packet on mini-marshmallows. You grin and pull them off the shelf as well, walking to the counter to pay. And with your bag a little heavier, you head back out into the biting cold and aim for Sal’s.

It takes an effort not to just eat the pizza as it's handed to you, the smell that wafts from it promising cheesy delight. You express your thanks as you leave, your footsteps nearly doubling in speed — both combating your hunger and wind that is picking up, taking flurries of snow with it.

To say you’re cold by the time you get home is an understatement. You stopped feeling your nose about 5 minutes ago, your toes, 10 minutes before that.

Hopping from one foot to another, you attempt to get some feeling back in your feet as you tap on your apartment door, not wanting to part your fingers from the warm pizza box for long. It takes a minute for it to swing inwards and you’re greeted with Bucky’s furrowed brows, confused as to why you’re home a couple hours early.

A smile breaks out on your face at the sight of him. Then you pause, head tilting sideways slightly as you take in his apparel.

A laugh titters out of you at the layers Bucky has bundled himself in to fight the coldness. He’s wearing maybe 4 sweaters atop one another, along with a puffa jacket and a scarf around his neck.

Even his feet are stuffed into the bunny rabbit slippers you had gotten him for his birthday that he usually refused to wear — an indication of how cold he was.

His smile turns into a grumpy-looking pout as he steps aside to let you into the apartment.

“The landlord didn’t get round today,” he says in explanation, the puffa jacket rustling loudly as he locks the door behind you. “I had to improvise with no heater.”

Your face falls as you recall the broken heater and you groan, slumping over a bit. Bucky chuckles at your response, taking the pizza box from your hand and placing it on the couch arm beside you.

His gloved hands land on your upper arms and he rubs them lightly to warm you, leaning into you. Your hands come up to rest on his chest and you both exchange a fond smile, glad to be back in each other’s embrace.

“I like it when you’re home early.” He admits and your heartbeat quickens, a giddy grin taking over your lips for a moment. Bucky gives you a once-over, taking in the snowflakes that have covered you and settled in your hair, and frowns disapproving. “Go chuck on some warmer clothes, Doll.”

Despite his words, Bucky doesn’t stop trying to warm your arms and you groan again, just wanting to sink further into his arms. But you were so cold in your thin work shirt and you were sure the snow had started soaking your socks.

“I promise I won’t eat without you.” He says, but the smirk hiding in his expression tells you otherwise. Gathering your willpower, you step back and kick off your boots by the door, along with your frosty coat.

“Not a slice out of place, Barnes.” you warn with a pointed finger as you all but run to your bedroom. Racking your drawers, you fling your warmest clothes onto your bed and pull them on as quickly as possible. You leave the room at the same speed you entered, now sliding along the hardwood floors with the help of your fluffiest socks. Much better.

Bucky has kept his promise but from the moment you’ve launched yourself onto the couch beside him, he’s all but torn the pizza box open. You follow suit, grabbing a slice and relishing in the fact it's still hot; the chill of the apartment Bucky had been subjected to all day was already beginning to creep under your skin.

It doesn’t take long to demolish the pizza with both your ravenous appetites. After wiping your greasy fingers on a napkin, you shuffle along the couch and lean into Bucky’s side. He eagerly opens his arm to let you in but before you can, he stops you.

“Wait, wait, I got an idea.” You watch as he unzips the puffa jacket and shuffles right to the back of the couch. He ushers you to sit between his thighs and you comply, leaning back against his chest this time.

You grin and sigh contentedly at the warmth as you settle back against his chest. Bucky shifts and then he pulls the puffa around the both of you, his hands splaying against your stomach. You hum happily, cocooned together in the one jacket.

You let your eyes close, breathing deeply as you begin to warm up from his body heat. The soft press of Bucky’s lips is felt against the crown of your head and it helps fight the cold as you flush, even though you’ve kissed him a thousand times before.

It took some time for Bucky to become affectionate but you’re pretty sure he only got so comfortable with it because he loved watching your reactions each time.

But if a nervous giggle or your very obvious delight at him initiating affection got you… well, affection, then you were more than happy to provide.

You’re just thinking you might fall asleep on his chest when he shuffles behind you, his hands moving off your tummy. Just as you’re about to question him, a cold bar of metal presses itself against your bare neck and you shoot up with a shriek.

“What was that?” You ask, whipping around to find him giggling. He wiggles his metal hand at you and you scowl, your own hand coming up to cover your neck instinctively.

“Dickhead.” you mutter, pouting as you shuffle forward out of his embrace. “And to think I brought home a cookie-mix for you.”

Bucky’s eyes light up, lips pulling up in happy surprise.

“Damn, that works a charm with you every time.” you muse, smiling and shaking your head in soft disbelief. “Well, at least I know what to get you next time you’re mad at me.”

Bucky rolls his eyes, but he’s still smiling. He maneuvers you to sit beside him and rolls off the couch, heading for your bag, beginning to unpack it on the counter behind you.

You make no move to help, simply slumping down into the couches cushions and curling up. Damn broken heater, damn useless landlord, you curse as you begin to shiver lightly in the cold.

“Cookies and mini-marshmallows!” You hear Bucky murmur behind you in a tone of joy and you laugh silently as he begins to tinker in the kitchen. The sound of the kettle boiling makes you itch to be warmer.

Letting the sounds of him fill the silence, your eyes slip shut again; they only open when you’re nudged awake sometime later. Blinking away your sleepiness, you realize you must have dozed up and try to catch your bearings, still feeling chilled inside.

Bucky is squished onto the only free spot on the couch corner, two mugs in his hands that are steaming invitingly. Your nose twitches at the chocolate that wafts in your direction. Trying not to look too eager, you sit up and scooch over, giving him space to sit beside you.

“M’sorry,” you mumble, taking the cup from his outstretched hand as the other rubs your tired eyes. A yawn passes your lips. “Didn’t realize I had fallen asleep.”

Bucky’s soft smile tells you he doesn’t mind even before he opens his mouth but what he says instead is, “Cookies are almost done.”

Almost on cue, there’s a large groan throughout the building and both you and Bucky look up in concern — the TV that’s on standby flickers, as do the lights. The power cuts off.

Bucky swears and you let out a sigh, fingers curling closer around the warmth of your mug. At least you know it won’t get any colder, considering you hadn’t been able to run the heater before. You turn to Bucky and raise your brows, smirking lightly. “What were you saying about the cookies?”

They’re, by some miracle, perfect. Still warm, but in that half-baked way that melts in your mouth.

For a couple of minutes, the two of you sit and munch your way through half a dozen soft cookies, taking down gulps of hot chocolate in between bites.

The chill that had settled over you as you dozed off has worn away with the hot drink, or maybe with the adorable grins that Bucky gives you when you catch each other’s eyes. It’s not your ideal night but you know with Bucky for company, you always enjoy yourself.

“You know,” Bucky begins, pausing to take a large slurp from his hot chocolate. It leaves a little line of melted marshmallow on his top lip and you watch as he licks it off. “As much fun as I’m having sitting in the dark— ”

“You’re having fun?”

“Oh, absolutely. Having a ball. Just wondering where our candles are.”

You chuckle and tilt your head in the direction of the hallway. “In the linen closet, top shelf.”

“The linen closet? You’re a heathen you know that, right?” He says it with a smile as he puts down his mug on the coffee table and chucks the rest on his cookie in his mouth. He starts towards the linen closet in the hallway with a shake of his head.

“Where am I supposed to keep them!?” You call after him, sipping down the final dregs of your beverage. Bucky doesn’t reply and you savour the taste of the marshmallows on your tongue as you stand from the couch and begin the hunt for matches.

By the time you’ve rifled through enough draws to find a packet, Bucky has finally managed to scrounge together a decent amount of candles.

Some are half-melted already, others unopened; you’re thankful he’s left the fragrant ones behind. You hadn’t tried it before, but combining every candle scent you owned didn’t sound particularly nice.

“Do you—” he clears his throat, almost nervously. “Would you like to set them up in my room?”

Your room is the shared space for the two of you normally. If you began getting drowsy, or both of you wanted to stretch out your legs while cuddling, it was always in your room. You were more than happy to share your space with him — and gleeful when he became comfortable enough to nod off (it had only happened once when he was the little spoon).

Bucky still kept his distance to a certain degree, his room marked as private, even from you. After a couple months as roommates, he had begun leaving the door open, even going as far as to ask you to fetch things for him.

It was smaller things that let you know he trusted you and you never pushed further than that. But this — this was a new level of trust for him.

“Yeah,” you breathed softly. “Let’s do your room.”

It looks very romantic. Candles dot around the room, casting an amber glow across the crumpled sheets and duvet. The snowstorm blows wildly outside the windowpane, but somehow it adds to the atmosphere.

Bucky chuckles nervously as your eyes fall on his bed, his hands beginning to straighten it out like he’s suddenly trying to impress you. For a moment, you’re both still, unsure.

Then, with a grin, you peel back the covers and burrow yourself beneath them. Bucky stands to the side, looking as though he’s not quite sure what you want him to do.

You tilt your head on the pillow, lips forming a pout. “Well, I can’t cuddle by myself, can I?”

It spurs him into motion, climbing into bed beside you, and then pulling you against him, molding you like you’re meant to fit beside him. He smells like the marshmallows you’ve been gulping down, mixed with the earthy tones he carries with him and you love it. Pressing down your adoration, you snuggle closer to his side, your head coming to rest in the dip of his neck.

Bucky shivers, but not from the cold, and you can’t help but grin at his reaction. You graze a kiss on his neck and his arms tighten around you in response.

It’s quiet for a moment, with the exception of the howling outside, and you both absorb each other. Being this close to him, giving the feather-soft kisses, it feels so right. You know you’re well on your way to falling asleep when his voice breaks the silence.

“I love you.”

He says it so quietly, you wonder if you were supposed to hear it at all. His voice is tinged in nervousness, anxiety wracking through him at his admittance.

I love you — the declaration echoes through you, til you feel it in every nerve. Warmth, unlike any you had tried to muster all night, blooms in your chest and you can’t even begin to contain your grin.

Instead, you perch yourself up on your elbow, and using your finger as a gentle guide, you turn his face to face you. His face is still anxious, brows drawn together, despite your beaming expression and you don’t waste a moment. Leaning in, you begin to pepper kisses across his face fervently, pressing your lips to every spot of skin you can.

It doesn’t take long for Bucky to begin smiling with you, a giggle escaping him before his hands seize your face, halting your attack.

You’re breathing a little heavier but in the pause, suspended above him, Bucky grinning up at you with love, you don’t give a moment for doubt to creep back in.

“I love you too.”

And you’ve never given him a reason to doubt it, so Bucky thinks it must be true.

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cheolbooluvr · 3 years

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maybe there's just smth in the air! or maybe because its leo season, haha. i hope you're able to find some rest in between all the busyness, at least! (ooh, when do u start classes? im from the southern hemisphere so admittedly school years where summer break is mid year have baffled me a little... but i guess it'll be the same vice versa as well haha)

tell me about it... like maybe make asks the same on desktop and mobile, and while you're at it, have some kind of way of knowing if your message has sent properly like an outbox or something? maybe do that before u try to monetise your site like its patreon or kofi?

HAHAHA HIGH FIVE... it does except as a horror trope like... do the clothes get possessed? is it like a turnip head howls moving castle kind of situation? many questions to be answered. (look i like horror in theory and have always thought that I would be unstoppable if I wasn't such a big scaredy cat....) and yes it really is haha especially when it gets super cold and if you're like me u never use the heater because I mean I feel bad for how it'll impact the electricity bills and whatnot... out of curiosity tho how cold does it get where you are? do you see snow at all? omg? i mean I hope if its possible that it'll get fixed soon? it does remind me though back at my old place my ceiling was so tall and when the light died out I didn't know what to do because even on a ladder I was too short to change the light bulb... so I just... had no bedroom light for six months before my tall friend actually was like LET ME CHANGE IT !!!!!!!!!!!!

its not pressure at all! 💖 more like i want to catch up to speed so i can give more feedback when i can hehe. oh yeah absolutely, and like the thing about those nerves is that getting comments and interactions can really help! although imposter syndrome is like. one of those things where I'm like will u ever go away or is it just a constant thing forever, like it comes n goes in waves. still, I will say it makes me happy to hear that and see that you where you are today!!!!! like its so cool that even with your nerves you pushed through it and now you're at three hundred!!!!!!!! and honestly pretty much haha. and i don't want to ever stop growing as a person if that makes sense, like we'll always be going through new experiences since its impossible to experience every single thing life has to offer... so the thought of remaining unchanging after all that is... a little sad! yeah right? I think at those times I just need someone to smack my hand away from the edit button to just post haha. although it has been a while since I have posted, since i seem incapable of writing short things anymore, and all my wips are... too damn long...

omg yes i cannot remember the last time I saw a flattering flash picture it really washes everything out 😭 OHHHHHHH?????? THESE ARE SO NICE?????? I love how you framed the shots!!!!!! And idk what the technical term is but like the way the objects/subjects are laid out in each photo has been done with such a great eye? these are so satisfying to look at!!!!! especially if they're not usually the stuff you photograph! thank you so much for showing me!!!!

GOD i custom built mine but there was so many nerves involved. I did build two of mine, one like a year ago but like... when I did, it was a whole ass ordeal and ngl, i have no idea how 16 year old me managed to build her computer like I was just so scared of breaking anything djdjkddjdj but thank u for the reassurance! its genuinely a huge relief to hear that!

ah, do u mind if I ask what kind of fanart in particular? animations though!!!! doodly (why does my phone correct it to Doodlakine dhjdksjdjdskd) animations sounds so cute hehe. do you post them anywhere or is it just a personal endeavour? ahhh uke covers of svt songs sounds so lovely hehe. like the uke really makes any song additionally charming because its such a peppy sounding instrument. have u uploaded covers anywhere? it really shows how much u love art and again, I'm seriously in awe of how many areas you have practice in! also keke we have nearly the same Myers briggs type, only im an infp :') i have another leo friend that's an enfp, actually. go figure hahaha. gosh tho hard-core relate to never finishing things like that's a skill I never learnt how to master

honestly same haha. like I feel like with original work I get so caught up in like... how long it'll take for me to create characters? like even thinking about coming up with names... I am so bad at being decisive with them... at least with fanfic you can take an already existing person/character and sorta use them like a base and see how the au you put them changes them as a person, if that makes sense? it's just so much faster than me having to painstakingly go through the character making process... although if I am serious about turning my current fanfic into something I want to publish... I am going to have to change all the seventeen members I used to other names HAHA im not sure if I can get away with publishing a book and then wow what are the members of seventeen doing here????? (hehe I'm curious did your friend also write imagines back or?) ah it means so so so much to me that you'd be interested in reading my work ;_; like even the thought alone!!! hehe thank u though, I do appreciate that! its just... very interesting to me how often I've set things up so that when I have gaps I have to fill i surprisingly find out that somethings already been established to fit in that gap... or ill have questions that i can immediately answer through the lore and I dunno!!!! This story just feels different to all my past ones. I'm sending over writing motivation and inspiration and energy Right The Heck Now I hope you can feel it!!! and honestly even 1k a day is impressive haha, I do still have days that I can barely write 100, I just have to make them up another day...

ooh, and you enjoying your major? I did an elective in international studies and it was a lot of fun, and I really liked the teacher in it actually! do you major in anything else or is it just the one? and ah yes that does make sense haha. I'm glad you had fun though!

before I respond to this subject djjsjdjf when you were like 'idk if I mentioned this' but that's me when responding to messages ours included like I know if I haven't already I will repeat myself at some point because I never have a good grasp on what I have and haven't said to someone already. and that's genuinely so interesting! did tumblr also help with the anti-fanfic side of things? like for me I was exposed to reader insert at a pretty young age so that's been pretty much all of my fanfic from then on barring exceptions from like friend's work or their recommendations. I completely understand haha, a lot of my original stuff is in a similar state, and if I have written anything, it's like a short story that's of a side character or something!

yeah of course! authors in general and especially on tumblr should stick together i think!!!! because on some level we all know the pains of posting writing haha. (omg dhdjdhdhd i mean if you have an idea i am not surprised because I constantly worry about forgetting anon when I send messages to u 😭 although did anything in particular give you any hints?) but ahhhhh that's very kind of you! you're not obligated to at all hehe but I do appreciate the thought a lot! its funny too because while I have posted quite a few things... most of them have been posted in 2018 or earlier so they're all pretty old! I did post some things recently but it's not nearly the same amount as back then haha. either way! thank u for even wanting to read my work!

pain is just.... like it is pain but I always find it cathartic, you know? ooh though I can't say I've ever written anything that's made me cry!!! The most is that i have sat down recently and had a crisis over how in the fanfic I brought up, I made an original character and I'm not sure how, but I genuinely have x did nothing wrong syndrome for my own damn character, which has never happened before LMAO... BUT IM SO EXCITED FOR JUNFIC... I am tuned the heck in for u to post it whenever its done! I AM READY AND WAITING

HAHA gosh big same. although I will say you have the cool part down!!!!! I haven't seen it but I have heard of monster house.... IS Joshua in it???? lmfao I joke but that would be hilarious. I don't know how he got the weirdest murder but there it is. it was a little alarming but my body is usually weirdly good at like. waking me up if it feels like a scene is about to become a nightmare so thankfully I usually avoid the worst of it! although every few months or so I do get this super vivid nightmare... which i suppose is the trade off???? but thank u I was genuinely so annoyed at him HAHAHA before it faded away because I was like well, I can't really do anything with my annoyance for dream wonwoo... supposedly writing a dream journal helps with remembering dreams although it is funny rereading them after the fact and seeing how little sense I make when I just woke up. omg slow mo running when you're being chased is the WORST though, like how are u meant to escape with speed like that... and thank u for the validation HAHA like I dunno why svt keep trying to kill me in my dreams

ooh, that's so cool though? are they a theatre actor or a film/tv actor or? neither can I, but what I've heard about Joshua is that he was pretty much your average guy in high school... and from my friend who knows someone that back up danced for seventeen, they're are just as polite and friendly as everyone says, which is nice to hear!

it is sad! A little like drifting away from a friend, but I do completely understand. obviously I'm all for musical development but if u lose interest u lose interest you know!

that makes sense! I wish you luck for whenever that happens hehe, all my friends have been moving out recently!! have you picked out any names for your future pug yet? also same my mom hates pets as well haha but I could technically get one now... I just want to be in a better financial situation first!!!

hahaha omg that would be a lot of fun though, like watching two leos try to out compete each other! I would pay to watch tbh... oooh that's a lot of fire in your chart! very nice! but it is fun how it links up to your big three like that! i love those kinda coincidences, although since no one in svt is a pisces sun I sadly do not share the same experience 😔 I am with u on that though! I just think its fun the way personality quizzes are, you know? HAHA omg... i understand completely like i say this in the most loving way but jeonghan.. is such a scheming schemer sometimes

they're a lot of fun! although I've watched so many that sometimes they can repeat stuff haha. like so many of em have that time hao went through the haunted building on his own and dunked on all the guys there... or wonwoos [deep voice] tasty... eggzackle is so cute dhdjdkjdjdkd especially because i love eggs in all forms... fried, boiled, mixed into batter... LACK TOES AND TALLER AUNT... DHDJDKDHD.... tbh I think it should be spelt like this for real from now on and u can quote me on that

I DONT KNOW BUT IT WIGS ME OUT A LITTLE SOMETIMES ... like people walking around talking about how its a dream... like straight up i dream about my best friend from high school and we're catching up in the dream and I'll be like you know I'm really glad we're hanging out I've been getting dreams about hanging out with u BUT ITS ALL A DREAM LIKE HOW DO I PROCESS THAT... and thank u there will be snacks and drinks provided! you'll have a front row seat reserved! god anyone in general tbh like that special video made me lose my mind a little bit... I must away...

yeah hehe! I wrote quite a lot before chickening out at the climax of the story but even so I still love boom boom for the inspiration it gave me! and once again 😭 you're too kind! I'll definitely feel comfortable sharing but like no pressure or anything! although I checked how long ago I posted it and JDJDKSJSJS i uploaded it in 2017...... FOUR YEARS AGO................. my writing has changed a lot since then HAHA but I was... thinking of rewriting this boom boom fic to reflect my newer writing style!!!! swimming fool is peak summer fun haha, even the choreo is a lot of fun to watch! also question i must ask... which unit is your favourite?

junhaos my i should be immortalised in sculpture and placed in a museum and that's just the truth!!!!! I said what I said!!!! and id say I agree with u, but with so many perf unit faves id probably come off as biased haha. and yes I do know I think??? I believe it was your name?????

- 😺 carat anon

ugh idk what it is but i need time to slow down a bit D: i start classes in 2 weeks on the 23rd! i checked my schedule bc i totes forgot what class i was taking, but i'm taking a marketing class which might be fun?? idk who knows honestly i wanna drop out but whatever. OH! southern hemi!! honestly? american education system lowkey doesn't make sense in general so i don't blame you there.

yeah tumblr plz get your $#!t together first smh. omg wait yeah that's a great idea bc the amount of times i wasn't sure i sent my assigned blog an ask akfjadlfj UGH whatever, i don't think anyone on here actually supports plus posts so i'll just let it die like it's supposed to. YA HEAR THAT TUMBLR???? STAY IN YO LANE.

OMG TURNIP HEAD <333 plz i am the biggest scaredy cat and am the first to go in a horror situation? i'm the one who tries to talk everyone out of doing whatever stupid thing they want to do, and then somehow i still get dragged into it and STILL die first. bye.

but YEAH OMG it's like a DIY weighted blanket!! why use a heater when you can sleep under a huge pile of clothes :D oh it actually gets pretty cold where i am! i technically live in a desert, but what ppl don't realize is that deserts get cold, too. it's very dry here, so it gets to -9 degrees C??? idk how to do the degree thing, but i figure since you're not in america, F probably isn't a good gauge. but yeah, it gets cold and we do get snow!!! it snowed so much earlier this year, oh i loved it so much. i wrote a wonwoo drabble(?) based on it, and ugh. snow is so romantic to me :') it's just so pretty, and the crunching under your feet when you walk...ugh. love it. love it it so freaking much!

omg yeah so obvi, again i have been slacking w my asks so this is v late, but i got the light fixed! my neighbor fixed it for me thank the lord. THANK GOD FOR TALL FRIENDS!!!!! GLAD THEY WERE THERE TO HELP bc omg i would just be so dramatic abt it. i'd be like, 'oh no i'm dying, i can't seeeeeee~~!!!' anyways.

EEP THANK YOU <333 i am giving you virtual hugs and love bc it rly does mean a lot to me :( yeah plz, imposter syndrome GO AWAY!!! it totally does come and go in waves, i felt that hard. nothing, and i mean nothing, irks me more than ppl who refuse to change and grow. it's truly one of my biggest pet peeves. UGH DON'T GET ME STARTED CUZ I'LL GO OFF FOREVER >:[ it is sad tho, like hello, you could be changing for the better, but you just choose to stay the same ol stale boring person??? okay, fine whatever your loss -_-

nothing wrong w long wips!! i am seeing the joy of writing long fics now (thank u jun) but damn my brain was all over the place! esp bc i don't write in chronological order. but plz if you ever feel like sharing, my dms are open always and i rly would love to read your work <33

AHHHH THANK YOU!!! the technical term would be composition :D you're so sweet omg :((( i rly just love capturing candid moments the most, seeing ppl be happy...i rly do have so much love for photography and the way it has shifted the way i see things. it was my pleasure!! i might have to revamp my photography sideblog and post those there LOL (so actually, this is my return to tumblr since like...2012 and i had a photography sideblog and that just never took off, but hmm....thinking......)

OMG YEAH WOW GO YOU FOR BUILDING YOUR OWN PC THAT'S SO IMPRESSIVE. plz i had to text my friend and have him walk me thru what cables i'm supposed to buy bc aha LOL i bought an extra hard drive and no extra cables for the motherboard :D but he's giving me some extra, so we're good there!!

oh for sure! also svt fanart LOL i've really jumped into the deep end w them afkladjffkds. but yeah it's fun!! i've posted a lot of stuff on my stan twt LOL so they are on the internet! i'd be happy to share them once we do the big reveal or smth :D yessss i love the uke, and actually i used to play the violin, and i'd love fidgeting w it and plucking it like it was a guitar, and i tried to play guitar but my fingers are not flexible enough, so uke it was! and it's so easy to learn. oh! my covers are also on twt but honestly, they're not that good lol. i'm not rly a singer, tho i'm not tone deaf at least (i hope). but i'm trying my hardest to learn bc i love singing T^T

OMG ANOTHER INFP i swear everyone i know is an infp??? my sister jokes abt how she collects enfps, so maybe i collect infps??? it only makes sense hehe BUT YEAH WHAT IS IT W US XNFPS NEVER FINISHING STUFF AFKJADKLJADL my brain is always just like hey wait what if you do this, and i'm like oooh interesting, and in the middle of that, my brain is like OOH WHAT ABT THIS and i'm like okay but can i finish??? and my brain goes, but WHAT IF and then i'm forced to think abt it until i forget abt my current idea

OH MAN ORIGINAL CHARACTERS ARE SO HARD. i talked abt this a lot w one of my friends, but i like fanfic bc i can just base characters off real ppl and it's so much easier but, ask me to do world building on my own??? phew that'll take YEARS. but yeah omg i think changing the names should be easy right?? just find and replace them LOL i rly hope you get to publish! i was talking to some folks today abt if their dream was ever to be an author, and it was interesting, some said yes, some said no. but for me, i would love to see my name on book shelves :'] idk i think it would be rly fun!!

my friend kinda would, but it was mostly me! and that was all fine by me, i rly didn't mind. but yes!! if you're comfy sharing, plz i would love to read :))) i need to read more, honestly. just in general. i don't do it enough LOL (how tf am i supposed to be a published author if i don't read other ppl's works akljdalkds). but thank you!!! and sending all that energy back to you as well!!! <33

my major was fun!! it was nice bc we basically got to pick our courses to our own interests, so it was great having that freedom in my undergrad studies. that was my major, i also minored in mandarin chinese!! language :] and now i'm getting a masters of business administration so i can make money T^T

no yeah i completely agree lol i'm like...this feels familiar...turns out i mentioned it already LMFAO HELP. but yeah i think tumblr did help!! i was suuuuper reluctant at first like, ugh, reader inserts can't be good -_- BUT THEY CAN BE AND THEY ARE!!!!!!!! oooh that's awesome that you've been reading reader insert since you were young!! kinda wish i did too, tbh. i wonder if that would have jumpstarted my writing career at all. oh well.

oh!! maybe i should try writing side stories for my characters just to establish their back story :o that's such a good idea omg thank you for that!

OMG YES I AGREE. man, i rly had no idea what authors go thru, but now...now i'm feeling it. the post writing pain is so true. or even pain during writing like writer's block UGH.

okay so i had an idea, but now i'm not sure anymore given your timezone LOL. so it's back to the drawing board :{ but also i like surprises so i'm not gonna spoil this for myself hehe

but yes omg i can't wait to find out who you are so i can read them!! even if it's old, it would be so awesome to see how your writing style has changed! and ofc it's a pleasure! but only share if you feel comfy, otherwise i won't bug you too much abt it :)

we love pain in this house!! i rly do love things that make me cry and hurt LOL so 100% agree w you on the catharsis it brings. i told someone i cry to relieve stress and they were like....r u ok.... and i was like yeah, that's eggzacklee why i'm good yo. i let out my emotions like that smh. omg noooo that sounds stressful but i love when you write smth and you make yourself feel things hahahaha like damn wow that has to be one of the most fun things abt writing imo. i mean, they say write the stories you want to read, right?

BUT AH I'M ANSWERING THIS BY THE TIME JUN FIC IS OUT SO I'M SORRY AGAIN THAT I'M LATE BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! it's definitely painful, and so far the general consensus is that it has made ppl cry.... so.....uh...take that as a warning haha :]

joshua is the house yes. so it makes perfect sense why you had that dream. LOL JK but that is so strange but also hilarious like WHY IS HE A HOUSE HELP but also. i can't talk bc my brain does weird things at night too. omg is it a recurring nightmare??? that's terrifying. also, on the subject of sleep/dreams, have you ever been in sleep paralysis? and can you lucid dream at all?

yeah i used to record my dreams, but lately i haven't and i miss vivid dreaming so much :( i love re-reading my dreams bc then i remember them exactly and sometimes i have these rly lovely dreams and it's my short escape from reality lol. but yeah omg, idk why, i always escape bc luckily i am semi-conscious in my dreams and i'm like oh they'll never catch me. and they don't so, smth is working! yeah i'll fight svt w you, like how dare you fight my friend!!!! SMH.

my friend is a film/tv actor! pretty cool stuff, he was actually in an oscar winning movie so that's cool!! but aww that's cute :[ i like the idea of average joshua, that makes me rly happy for some reason hahaha. but that's great omg i'm glad. they rly do seem just like genuinely kind ppl. you know how sometimes you look at idols, and you just kinda get the vibes that they're...bratty or the vibe is off? like if you met them irl, it wouldn't be pleasant? i def don't get that w svt.

oh yeah, i always joke that they're my ex-bfs lol. it rly feels that way, and i wish i didn't feel this way, but you're right. and life goes on (by bts LOL).

no names yet, i think i need to see my pupper first before i give them a name! it'll probably come to me then :) but maybe smth epic would be cool, or maybe greek myth names cuz i am a sucker for mythology!! also random, but i was answering this ask on my desktop and i hit the word limit!!! jkdhaskfjas stupid t*mblr. but yeah, totally agree w that. i want to be more financially stable than i am rn. i rly rly want a big doggy tho :(((( but that’s expensive T^T

it’s interesting how ppl perceive me to be very put together and organized, but i’m so…chaotic a lot of the time. I LOVE PERSONALITY QUIZZES OMG they are fun. we had to do some at my work and i was SUPER EXCITED bc i was like omg this is my shit. and it lines up so well w who i am and helping me further understand the person i could be.

oh jeonghan is my enemy >:[ (affectionate). i will fight him knowing i would lose, but i’d do it anyway. OMG MINGHAO IN THE TAG IS SO CUTE PLZ I LOVE HIM SM. and tasty is so iconic but also i can’t help but just lose my shit anytime i hear him say it lmfao

OMG SO META THAT’S TRULY AMAZING I LOVE YOUR BRAIN. like i mentioned a little earlier, i am semi-aware i’m dreaming but never enough to be like, yeah, this is a dream and we’re in a dream and i’m dreaming of you, so that’s rly freaking cool.

YAY SNACKS AND DRINKS I CAN’T WAIT!!!! omg anyone. special. video. BYE. race car driver!svt is so UGH. I’M UPSET T^T they rly did not have to look that good. like at all. unwarranted. out of pocket. hate them for it.

wahhhh i hope you get to revisit it soon!! plz i want to read it, i’m super curious what kind of story boom boom could have sparked! :D but yeah, if you wanna rewrite it before sharing or smth, that’s totes good w me, whatever you’d like!! 4 years is a long time, and honestly i’m sure i’ll want to rewrite a lot of my fics in 4 years LOL

which unit T^T this is honestly so hard bc like i love all of them??? but……..i think i love performance unit’s songs the most?? 247, lilili yabbay, my i (junhao but close enough), swimming fool, shhh, wave. and their performances too??? SO GOOD PLZ. but i have so much love for vocal and hip hop unit bc obvi…cheol…and boo…….luvr…..aha…that’s me……what abt you?? (i’m guessing also perf unit LOL) wait did i ever ask you who your biases were??? are they…junhao mayhaps?

BUT SPEAKING OF JUNHAO—OMG JUNHAO MY I AS A SCULPTURE?! PLZ I WANT THAT!!!! for a second i was like…what about my name…..but then i realized you meant YOUR NAME the anime and oh my god that’s my sister’s fave movie. she LOVES that movie. i do too. it’s so good and so beautiful and the story line. ugh. that’s like a happy pain, ya know??? so good T^T

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