#lychee responds

[jade-of-mourning]

this crying to living ratio isn't looking too good for me

#lychee's brain trash #it's so fucking over </3333 #of Course it's always mb and percussion of course it is #of course it's got nothing to do with having to think about becoming a real human person no #(that's a crippling crisis for tomorrow i guess) #im literally melting into the floor incessantly i need to reset #i thought i'd last longer but ig the pressure is too much lmfao #please send help i'm so bad at emotionally responding to anything ever #update: i talked to my friend who just graduated who i miss a lot #and i miss him so much and i hhhhh :( #how tf am i supposed to cope with existence again?

[cozylychee]

OMG WHATS UR FAVORITE MIW SONG

it's been black damask (the fog) since i was 12 lol that song means a lot to me

#i defend infamous with my life idc what y'all say #ppl who dislike infamous are just uncultured :3 #miw #lychee responds!

[cjayius]

INTO IT — LEE HEESEUNG

SYNOPSIS. you have always hated heeseung. unfortunately, he's a world famous racer, and you're his team manager. but when he crashes during a race, you're met with feelings for him that you don't quite recognize.

pairing. racer!heeseung x f!reader wc. 0.52k tw. mentions of hee crashing , hugging genre. fluff , e2l (?) ( CATALOGUE )

as you both step out into the bustling racing area, you can feel the tension in the air. the pitwall is abuzz with activity as you and heeseung stand among the important figures of the racing team.

arguments aren't uncommon between the two of you, and today is no exception.

heeseung's frustration is palpable, his jaw set firmly as he glares at you, hands clenched into fists at his sides. " you can't be serious about this, " you retort, your voice edged with exasperation, arms defiantly crossed over your chest.

" you're taking unnecessary risks out there, heeseung. " his response is sharp, a scoff escaping his lips as he steps closer, his face mere inches from yours.

" i know what i'm doing, okay ? stop treating me like i'm some rookie driver who needs babysitting. "

your eyes narrow at him, anger flashing through them. " you're being reckless, heeseung. i won't stand by and watch you put yourself in danger. you're not doing it. "

with a dismissive wave of his hand, heeseung turns away, stomping toward his car, jaw clenched. you watch him go, a knot of anger only tightening in your chest as he climbs into the vehicle, movements tense and aggressive.

as heeseung's car speeds around the track, you can't help but feel a sense of anxiety. despite your frustration with him, you can't shake the worry that gnaws at you as you watch him twist around the course.

suddenly, a collective gasp ripples through the crowd as his car swerves abruptly, crashing into the barriers with a sickening thud.

your heart leaps into your throat as panic courses through you, hands gripping the edge of the pitwall with a force so strong you could have broken it. frantically, you reach for the radio, voice trembling as you call out, " heeseung, are you okay ? answer me, please ! "

no response.

" heeseung, please ! " but there's no response, and dread settles heavily in the pit of your stomach and you watch, helpless, as the race officials rush to the scene. time seems to stand still as you wait for any sign of movement from his car.

your mind was already racing with the worst-case scenarios.

finally, relief floods through you as you see him emerge from the wreckage, seemingly unscathed. but any relief is quickly replaced by anger as you realize he's smirking, reveling in the worry he's caused you.

storming towards him, your frustration boils over as you slap his chest. " what the hell were you thinking ? do you have any idea how worried i was ? you could've gotten seriously hurt ! "

his smirk falters, but before he can respond, your anger melts away, and without thinking, you wrap your arms tightly around him, pulling him into a hug.

for a moment, there's a stunned silence between you, the weight of the moment hanging in the air. heeseung's surprise quickly gives way to a soft chuckle as he returns the embrace, his arms enveloping you.

" i'm okay, stop worrying so much. " he hums into the crook of your neck as he wraps his arms tighter around your figure.

for a moment, the world falls away, but then reality comes crashing back, and you hastily pull away, cheeks burning with embarrassment as you remember that you're supposed to hate each other.

clearing your throat awkwardly, you take a step back, avoiding heeseung's gaze as you try to compose yourself. " well, um, i'm glad you're okay, " you mutter, voice betraying you as you let out a shaky breath.

he watches with amusement, as you rush away from him, cheeks flushed. he was going to get you to say it.

taglist : @so-lychee @mellowdyverse @bambisnc

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst #enhypen x reader #heeseung #lee heeseung #heeseung x reader #park jongseong #nishimura riki #park sunghoon #park jay #kim sunoo #enhypen smau #sim jaeyun #yang jungwon #heeseung smau #enhypen imagines

[kissitbttr]

i absolutely love u and ur work sm 😖 miggy being drunk but loyal 🥲 like reader is going to take him home after a night out and he’s like “back off i’m taken” or something along those lines ☹️☹️

omg he so would!! i’ll use this one for the married miguel i have going on!

-

it’s good to finally see miguel letting loose for once. her poor baby had been dwelling on work and stress that her heart couldn’t take it anymore. she could see it’s starting to get to him, but miguel being miguel, he always puts on the unbothered facade. unluckily for him, she could see right through her husband

so she proposed that him and the rest of the team to have a night out, miles and gwen are excluded.

miguel despises clubs, they’re pointless and reckless. music’s good. not worth the crowd though.

but since peter, jess, and her teamed up against him, he had no saying in that.

“you need to lay off my man a little, jess. poor baby has been working too hard” she points out, sipping on her lychee martini,

jess cocks an eyebrow. “i tried to! he’s the one who didn’t want to”

“you know how he is, y/n” peter chimes, “he won’t listen to any of us except you”

“yeah” she smiles, staring down at her ring finger. “sounds like him”

“where is he by the way? i need to get home soon. MJ would kick my ass if i’m even 5 minutes late” peter sighs, pulling out his wallet to put some bills,

she stops him with a hand gesture. “don’t. it’s on me.”

“girl, you sure?” jess asks,

“i make as much money as my husband. of course, i’m sure” she laughs, finishing her drink. “you two get home. me and miggy are going home too anyway”

jess fakes a gag. “i still have to get used to you calling him that. gross”

she laughs again, three of them standing up from the table before giving each other a hug, thanking them for coming.

soon as they left, she gathers her things before walking towards the bar where her husband is at. she smiles upon seeing his large back facing her, hunching slightly as he finished up the last drink of his.

it’s so easy to spot him,

“alright big boy, it’s close to one. let’s call it a night, yeah?” she appears by his side, hand on his shoulder,

to her surprise, he shrugs it off making her frown. avoiding her gaze before scooting away,

“miguel wha—“

“back off, i’ve got a wife. and i would appreciate it if you leave”

her heart soars,

the frown turns into a pleased expression, she crosses her arms with a playful smile. “oh really? she pretty?”

“gorgeous” he corrects her. “and the best damn thing i’ve ever had so please” his hand shoo her away. “i’m a man. i don’t cheat”

the heat blossoms in her chest when he does so. a frown forms on his handsome face, showing her that he isn’t playing around,

oh he’s drunk, drunk

“okay well, i happen to know your wife, actually. and i am very sorry but i mean no disrespect, I didn’t know you’re married” she plays along, watching him him but a stoic expression remains on his face,

“want me to get her?”

his face lights up at that, turning around to face her before nodding with a smile,

“yes please! that would be great. i miss her”

she awes at that, who knew her husband could be such a huge softie?

“okay, be right back” she responds before walking away only to reappear back to his left side, fronting a wide grin,

“baby! how you doing?!”

miguel eyes light up once more, mirroring his wife’s smile before his hands reach out to her, arms wide open to invite her to a hug,

“my love! mi corazón ! beautiful beautiful querida! i am so happy you are here!” he sighs dreamily,

she giggles at his cute demeanor, accepting his embrace as he pulls her in, arms wrapped around her waist.

“there was this girl who wanted to take me home and I completely told her off because i said, ‘my wife! is here with me and i would appreciate it if you fuck off!’ “

she holds back a laugh at how silly and sassy he is putting on his scowl expression,

“really? well good riddance! she should’ve known better!” she pulls away and cradle his cheeks in between her hands, feeling him lean against her palm,

he nods, circling his hands around her wrists. “mi corazón te pertenece, ahora y para siempre. got you this far, didn’t i?”

if her heart could burst, it would in that moment. even in his drunken state, he still manages to front a lovesick gaze everytime he looks at her. to speak like a true poet and aim for her heart just like that,

she nods back, pressing a soft kiss on his lips. “yes, baby. yes you did”

-

I WANT HIM SO BAD YALL I CANT

#miguel o’hara blurbs #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara fluff

[tonkatsubowl]

anderson's favorite.

▼ aventurine x fem!reader

▼ nsfw themes. mdni.

anderson wanted you to judge and give some opinions on a few drinks that she created. but you got a little too carried away.

being part of the nameless is all about saving some worlds, traveling through the galaxy, being a total bad ass and fighting crime and...

doing alot of side work.

side work included chores and tasks from your newly made companions and civilians that needed help on the... well, side. and another side work you had to do—well, volunteered for, was being a test subject for anderson.

it all started with a single text, and now you're here, sitting on a luxurious stool belonging to anderson's bar, looking at three—no, four drinks before you. and each of them looked aesthetically pleasing, but you knew how alcohol can be deceiving sometimes. it can look great and taste extremely bitter and strong, look weird and taste amazing... or just anything random you can think of.

"alright, (y/n)! let's start off this drink. i was inspired by your adventures in xianzhou luofu, so i made this drink called the lychee paradise. it's similar to a baijiu—if you never had it before, it's a strong liquor. but i tried to make it as sweet as possible for the customers to taste the lychee flavor more, rather than the actual strong liquor."

your fingers wrap around the glass, admiring the lychee fruit that floated atop of the beverage, along with the added sugar coated rim. you give the drink a quick whiff, adding a, "this smells strong. it smells sweet, too," before taking a sip. your eyes comically sparkle, widening due to its incredible flavor.

this was dangerous. you couldn't taste the alcohol, it was like straight up juice—and you knew if you kept drinking it, you'd probably get drunk immediately... but it tasted so good, you couldn't help it but actually down the whole drink!

"woah!" anderson exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "i'll take that response as a total yes, then. but... well? how does it taste? lychee flavored at least? is it too bitter, or...?"

"i taste the lychee! it tastes very sweet, and it would be an amazing addition to the menu." you beam, downing the rest of the drink.

...you didn't want to admit it, but you were already getting woozy. your surroundings were already getting spinny, but your stubborn self refused to admit you were already tipsy.

"alright, how are you feeling?" she asked. "want to stop here? need some water?"

"no," you shake your head, "i'm fine! let's keep going."

anderson fell for your little lie. she smiled and nodded, presenting the next drink.

"this one here is called the summer season. although it's spring right now—well, in dreams, it doesn't really matter—i made this drink inspired by... well, summer itself. should taste like tropical, ish. this one is a little bitt—"

you took a one sip, then you downed the whole thing. mango flavored with a hint of coconut, and you can taste the bitterness of the drink. with this second drink, you were already out, girlfriend.

"o-oh," anderson said, "damn, didn't expect you to actually go for it like that. how is it, (y/n)? or well, how are you feeling, most importantly? i think you should get some water. here, i'll grab some for you."

"i'm alright!" your voice slurred a bit as you enthusiastically responded, "listen. these drinks are amazing. i think you are the aeon of alcohol."

little did you know, while you were conversing with anderson, a certain individual came up and slid an extra glass of water your way. anderson was already in the middle of serving you water, but this person came in clutch faster.

"drank too much?"

you turn your head to see aventurine sitting next to you with his expensive shades on. he smiles at you, then looks to anderson.

"i'll just have whatever is on draft. any will do."

anderson nodded, before giving you the original glass of water, before grabbing his beer.

you smile woozily as you leaned in towards aventurine, drunkingly nuzzling your head against his shoulder.

"aventuriiiiiine..." you whine, closing your eyes. "where were you? i missed you..."

aventurine blinked, chuckling to himself. pristine eyes observe your drunken state as he reached over to pat your head. "did you drink too much, (y/n)? didn't know nameless' were so lightweight."

he stated before taking a sip of his beer, "drink more water."

you shook your head, "no! i would like to help anderson out. you're kind of interrupting my job here!"

aventurine looks to anderson, to which she shrugged sheepishly with a chuckle. "hey, didn't know she was a lightweight either."

aventurine sighed before taking a large gulp of water before lifting your chin, giving you the water via kiss. your eyes wide and your face flushes a darker color of red than it already is now, but you reeled him in with his collar and returned the kiss. anderson blinked and turned away, acting like she didn't see anything before whistling.

"alright, love birds. get a room. i can confirm she's safe with someone she knows."

aventurine smiled within the kiss before pulling away, proceeding to help you out of the stool.

"sorry about her. i'll have her rest somewhere."

anderson nodded, taking the empty glasses. "of course! appreciate it, pretty boy. keep her safe for me or i'll personally kick your ass myself."

aventurine gave a nod and a smile before tipping the bartender some expensive jewels, before leaving with you.

you were able to walk, but you were leaning against the wealthy male the entire time.

"do you... want me to pick you up? you're dragging your feet, (y/n)."

"i can walk," you murmur, the drowsiness slowly kicking in. "i have a stellaron in my body, so i can do anything."

"everyone has weaknesses, my dear. even i myself... do."

"mm?" your eyes drowsily look up to aventurine, who was gazing at you so dearily, "doesn't make you weak."

aventurine falls silent before sitting you on a bench, and before the both of you lies a grand view of penacony. children running around, humans being... human. the beautiful night sky, stars being grand—it was such a beautiful sight.

his arm had wrapped around your shoulders, where you had immediately snuggled up against him, nearly fallen asleep.

"...aventurine." you whisper. "i want... to make sure you're happy."

he blinked before looking at you with a funny gaze. "where is this coming from?"

"... mm." you began, "your eyes are beautiful but i can just see...your sorrows."

aventurine was silent.

he knew you were drunk, but... drunk people tend to be more honest. especially with your feelings towards him, with how the both of you fought in the past, your chemistry with him—everything.

but you were asleep, so he decided to speak, quietly.

"... (y/n). do you think... when we wake from this dream, we'd able to find our ways to each other?"

...

you were asleep, but.

you would answer, 'yes. i would find my way back to you.'

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #aventurine #hsr aventurine #honkai star rail aventurine #aventurine x reader

[mellowdyverse]

seunghan hcs!!

( pls dont hate on me 4 this i jus found it on pinterest and though the template of the meme was goofy 😭 )

seunghan hcs!! bc hes my fellow infp <3🤝

teases you when you misspell or mispronounce something LMAO

buys you things that reminds him of you

the type of bf that is super hyper over text but irl hes so shy it actually makes you double take

its like " HIIIII" to "hiiiii!" LIKE?!?!???!

starts an (playful) arguement but can NOT finish it

"why are you built like that?" "boy ik ur not talking with your crying emoji couch pillow ass" "WHAT THE FU-"

he just is a giggling mess after hearing you insult him

apologizes with physical affection and "im joking im joking!!" when you get mad at him for laughing

mood swings.. like he'll be so giggly one second but the other hes emo prince uwu 3000

his contact name is "seunghan ( DO NOT RESPOND AT ALL )" bc he spams you EVERY.SINGLE.DAY

"i miss you:((" "seunghan you're in front of me."

making you gifts from scratch> buying you gifts

surprises you with food whenever you're upset with him( which is rare but you still get food!! )

^ chicken. you get chicken. and boba.

has a folder on his phone with photos of you sleeping

and photos of you that he took without u knowing (e.g when you're focused on something. )

<3

taglist; @nohchuri , @bambisnc ,@2jisungs , @so-lychee

not on my taglist but im still tagging u bc ur my pooks😶; @247yuyu / @leehanascent , @hyunhanie , @chweverni

#riize #seunghan x reader #hong seunghan #💻; mai's writing #riize x reader #riize headcanons #seunghan fluff #riize seunghan

[gyuvxx]

Bad ⋆˙⟡♡

Wonbin x Reader

WC: abt 500

Friends to lovers, pining, love confessions, it’s rlly cute I’m actually so happy

They sat on his roof, sipping soda and looking out at the darkening sky. They weren’t supposed to be up there, his parents always scolded him when they got caught as children. But now, grown up, visiting home, they sat together again, reminiscing on their youth, and how much has changed.

They hadn’t seen each other in a month, and now Wonbin was back to visit his family. His entire time away, he couldn’t stop thinking about YN. His best friend, the girl he grew up with, the face he looked for in crowds, his closest confidant. When he saw her again, he couldn’t stop himself from hugging her. He missed her, how close they used to be. And now, being back, he realized he felt something else.

His friends had teased him for how much he mentioned his Friend YN, but Wonbin never paid much attention to their comments. It was true, he brought her up all the time, often reminiscing about their time together, to the point his friends would roll their eyes when he’d bring up her name.

Somewhere along the way, he had began to really like YN.

And now here they sat, knee to knee, shoulder to shoulder. Wonbin realized how often he felt his chest tighten, how he always smiled a little wider when he was with her. He looked at her, enthralled by the way she looked so peaceful under the fading sun. And he felt it again. Something in his heart that panged when he got so focused on his feelings.

“Wonbin?” her voice sounded distant to him, as he zoned in on her. “Wonbin!” this time she brought him back to his senses, smiling in disbelief as he blinked back into focus.

“What’s up?” he asked, a bit dazed from whatever trance he was in.

“Were you listening to anything I just said?” She asked, shoving him with her elbow a little bit.

“Yeah, of course I was, what?” He scoffed a little, trying to deny her accusations to the best of his ability.

“Sure, sure,” She rolled her eyes. Comfortable silence fell between them, a light breeze brushed against them as they breathed in the night. Wonbin continued gazing at her, that fond look in his eyes present even as she looked away. The world felt so small, like it was just the two of them, and nothing could go wrong. Because how could anything be wrong when she was right there next to him?

“YN?” he said her name, voice breathy.

She turned to face him, pushing some hair away from her face. “Yeah?”

He didn’t respond, words failed him. The silence turned thick as words hung between them. Wonbin didn’t know what to do. And he didn’t know what caused him to lean towards her, and press his lips against hers.

They stayed like that for a moment, his lips pressed gently against hers. Her eyes widened in shock for a moment before closing, losing herself in the moment. When they pulled away, YN Stared at him, mouth slightly agape. Before she could say anything, Wonbin rambled out what he needed to say.

“I really like you,” He blurted out, watching her eyebrows raise. “I have for a while, I don’t know any better way to tell you-”

YN kissed him before he could say anything more, hand finding his hair like it was meant to rest their. She felt him relax, holding her other hand in his own, kissing her as the sun finally set.

AHHH IM ACTUALLY SO HAPPY WOTH THIS ONE

taglist: @oftenjisung , @vhuteryh , @skzhoe4life , @cheederzchez , @so-lychee , @leehanascent

#gyuvxx ᯓ★ #⋆.˚ series #⋆｡°✩riize #my love {wonbin} ☆.ᐟ #wonbin x reader #riize wonbin #park wonbin #wonbin #riize x reader #wonbin fluff #wonbin oneshot #wave to earth #riize as wave to earth

[hugemilkshake]

Oh my gosh when I saw and read the Dragons x Reader who is an expert with Dragons

I was wondering if you could do part 2 where the Reader meet the Dragons!

Like bro when Reader found out they we're just ecstatic and started to touch/caress there wings or tails and just be immediately affectionate but gentle of course

Hope you enjoy your milkshake! Now I kinda didn’t have any ideas for Longan so if you have any your willing to share then pls do

Meeting the Dragons

-romantic scenario-

Part 1

Pitaya Dragon

Oh boy, ever since meeting you Pitaya was HEAD over heals for you- not that they would admit it

They planned on telling you they were a dragon… eventually!

But Snap Dragon might have made that revel come sooner than expected…

The two of you were hanging out together when Snap Dragon emerged right from Pitayas hair

The two of you were quite shocked, but you were more excited about Snap Dragon than Pitaya was

You started to coo over Snap Dragon, baby dragons were rare so you were ecstatic

Snap Dragon was LOVING the attention that you were giving them. And they also were happy to meet the cookie Pitaya was always rambling about

Now Pitaya was kinda jealous of the attention you were giving Snap Dragon

So they decided to finally reveal themself to you

At the drop of a cape you noticed your friend had a dragon tail and wings but you quickly realized that you were in the presence of, not just one dragon, but two!

You were so excited, you couldn’t stop asking Pitaya questions! Pitaya even let you touch their wings!

Pitaya smiled as you played with Snap Dragon, this is why they love you.

Ananas Dragon

About a month of the two of you leaving gifts for each other Ananas finally decided it was time for you to meet them

Now The Golden Dragon wouldn’t admit it, but they planed how this meeting would go for days

It just had to be perfect!

So around Dawn The Golden Dragon went to the usual exchange spot and waited for several hours until they heard someone walking towards the area

The dragon took a deep breath, fixed their hair, and made it look like they were leaving a gift

When you saw The Golden dragon you froze, you didn’t expect to see THE Golden Dragon

Ananas greeted you with elegance they rehearsed more than once

Now they did get nervous when you didn’t respond immediately but after a minute you could hardly contain your excitement

Ananas could see this so they allowed you to ask them some questions

That absolutely made your day! You were talking to a REAL dragon

Your excitement made Ananas Smile

Lotus Dragon

Lotus was getting really curious about you. The Blue Dragon only knew about your passion for dragons

The dragon wanted to actually meet you

So they called Hydrangea Cookie to fetch you

When you heard you were required to go to the Lotus Palace, you nearly had a heart attack.

And your heart practically stoped when you were informed that The Blue Dragon wanted to see you

THE BLUE DRAGON WANTED TO SEE YOU???

When you got to the palace you were and absolute mess but The Blue Dragon was calm as an undisturbed ocean

Lotus knew you were nervous but that didn’t bother them, they wanted to get to know you better so they offered you to have tea with them

Lotus just loved the way you rambled on about yourself

Lychee Dragon

Lychee Dragon was SO desperate for your love

But them being Mangosteen Cookie would definitely make things weird so they needed a plan

Their plan was simple, they continued to be Mangosteen Cookie but also have you meet their real self so they can spend the most amount of time with you!

That was the main idea.

So one day when you were alone Lychee Dragon made themself look like they got stuck in one of the Rambutan Tribes traps they didn’t get stuck

When you found them, they could see a mix of a lot of different emotions. Shock, excitement and confusion.

Lychee Dragon, once free, made a whole sob story about how lonely they were.

You believed it. As asked if Lychee wanted to be your friend

They said yes obviously

Now was Lychee manipulating you to some degree by being two separate cookies? Yes

Did they really care about the potential problems this may cause? No

They could just brainwash you to make you forget!

Longan Dragon

Oh boy.

Longan dragon is… interesting to say the least.

They may or may not have kidnapped you for one night so they could meet you

And you may or may not think it was a dream.

But Longan will probably keep taking you in the dead of night and then returning you the next morning.

It’s the only way they can see you without causing a mass panic

#crk #cookie run #crk x reader #pitaya dragon cookie #ananas dragon cookie #lotus dragon cookie #lychee dragon cookie #longan dragon cookie

[ifeelsounsure0]

Missing You

Karina x M!Reader

WC: 1475 words

Dedicated to: @v1ntrix​ and @midnightdancingsol​. The two editors who I didn’t let look at this unedited mess. I love you both.

Midnight contemplation on warm summer nights... enjoy.

Silence. The stillness of night.

Silky white stares back at you. A sweet amalgamation of youth and sin. Or, as the layman liked to call it, lychee-flavored Calpico and soju.

Your phone lies silent on your glass countertop. The glossy black screen diverts your attention from the liquid comfort in your hands.

Or maybe the alcohol was a distraction from the dreadful silence. You didn’t know anymore.

All you knew was the sweet taste on your lips, and the slight burn at the back of your throat was a distraction from that empty feeling inside.

You pick up the glass and stare at the milky liquid inside. It was beautiful, the perfect blend of two parts soju and one part Calpico….

The perfect way to get fucked up enough to forget all your problems.

You take down the entire glass, letting the familiar sweetness of lychee hold your hand while the warmth of alcohol hugs your waist.

A long, content sigh before you slam the glass back onto the countertop. Your hand reaches for another bottle before…

The darkness comes to life, and your eyes are entreated to a beautiful sight. Messy hair and striking brown eyes that quickly blur into an opaque gray with three words.

“FaceTime Yoo Jimin.”

You stare at your phone for a few moments, letting it vibrate in front of you.

Once.

Twice.

Before your finger slides over the front of the screen.

“Babe~” Her voice calls out as you watch the screen shifting from side to side while she tries to find the perfect angle.

An amused laugh leaves your lips, and you quickly prop the phone against the now forgotten glass. Your chin rests on your arms while you wait for her to finally get into position.

After a few moments of shuffling and mumbling to herself, Jimin finally looks back at you, a slightly concerned expression on her face. “Are you drunk?”

You shake your head.

“Don't lie to me.” She brings the phone screen up to her face before setting it back down. “How much have you had?” You open your mouth to respond. “And don’t even think about lying to me.”

A soft chuckle. “Might’ve had a glass… or two.”

Her eyes narrow. “Before lab tomorrow? Aren’t you cutting open a cadaver?”

You nod.

“Then why in the hell are you dri–” She comes to an abrupt stop as you put your finger up to your lips. “Fine. What are you doing?”

You glance around your empty kitchen. “Nothing much… just a little bit of drinking here and there.” Your eyes meet hers through the screen. And thinking of you. “What about you?”

“Me?” A long sigh leaves her lips. Her eyes glance out into the distance, looking at something just beyond the screen. “Nothing… it's been kind of boring, actually.” She looks away again.

In the background, you can hear her classmates laughing and enjoying the festivities.

“Why don’t you go with them?” You tap your fingers on the countertop.

Jimin shakes her head, a sad look in her eyes. “They’re all going to a party with Taeyong and Mark.” She takes a sip of her water bottle, letting you see her puffed-up cheeks while she watches her friends.

A slight snicker breaks through your lips.

“Hm?” she grumbles, the water still between her cheeks. “What?”

“Nothing,” you laugh before quieting back down.

“Whatever…” She perks up again and raises her hand as she looks away again.

The yells of “Bye, Jimin!” and “We’ll see you tomorrow!” can be heard through the speaker, but most importantly, you can hear your girlfriend’s soft sigh as she leans back down, closer to the phone.

“Guess it’s just me, n— babe! Where are you going?”

Your phone is already by your side as you dash out of your apartment.

“Babe! It’s really not a big deal. I can walk home b—my—f”

Her words begin to break off further down the stairwell as you run to the parking garage. You can hear parts of her voice as it breaks in and out while you get into your car.

Once you’ve driven out of the parking garage, you hear her voice clearly again. “Why don’t you ever listen to me? It's almost like you'd don't even care about becoming a do–”

“So you don’t want to see me?” you ask, tapping your fingers on the wheel.

“That's…” her voice quiets down. “not what I meant….”

“Mm,” you hum. “I’ll see you in a few minutes then.”

A momentary silence descends between the two of you before you clear your throat. “I’m going to end the call now. By–”

“Don't hang up on me… pleaseee.”

“Why? I’m just gonna listen to some T–”

“You’re just gonna listen to that, “Can you stay up all night? Fuck me till the daylight. 34+35~” She breaks down in laughter before she can start the next verse.

“Someone just wanted an excuse to sing,” you say with a shake of your head before glancing down to see what would actually be the next track. “Actually, “Midnight Pretenders” is next.”

“Then you’re definitely waiting for me to play the next song.”  

A long breath of silence. “Are you here yet?~”

A smile dances on the edge of your lips as you pull into the park. “Why do you ask?”

“Because I miss you~”

Her words form a nervous lump in your throat, and you reflexively end the call before you take your keys from the ignition.

The night air feels cold on your skin. Soft summer breezes spread the scent of cedar and spruce through the air.

You walk alone on the winding path, your feet kicking up small clouds of dust. Black lamp posts illuminate small pockets of light just faint enough that their warm yellow glow touches one another, but nothing more. Outside of these tiny bundles of light and off the beaten path is nothing but inky darkness.

The view that greets you at the end is like “Starry Night Over The Rhône.” Small crowds of people walk alongside the river, their troubles and fears seemingly blown downstream, leaving only the content joy that appears on their faces.

And alone on the grass, like the beautiful painter of a masterpiece, sit the love of your life. Her knees are against her chest while she stares at the view in front of her. Her messy hair falls down her shoulders, covering the exposed shoulders of the black floral dress.

Each step towards her feels like a butterfly hatching in your stomach. Every second is a flutter of its wings, another beat of your heart.

A branch snaps beneath you, and her eyes look up. A mellow expression quickly shifts into pure joy as she climbs to her feet.

“Babe!” She runs toward you, throwing yourself into your arms. “There you are!”

The impact knocks the air from your lungs, and you grab beneath her knees, holding her at eye level.

A soft laugh leaves her lips as she brushes her hair back. “What took you so long?”

“Traffic.” You give her a weak shrug.

“Traffic?” She turns her wrist and looks over your shoulder. “At 11 pm? You’re really expecting me to believe that?”

“I me–”

A quick peck on the lips silences you. “You talk too much,” she laughs before giving you a sheepish grin.

Her warm breath tickles your upper lip, and you find yourself staring into her eyes. Bright, alive, they reflect the golden light of the light above you and widen when her expression shifts into a slight frown.

“Is something wrong?” She leans back a little and runs her hand through your hair. Her delicate fingers glide over your head before moving down to your neck and back to your cheek.

You open your mouth to say something.

“And don't even think about saying ‘nothing.’” She mimics your tone of voice and does a sassy shake of her head before meeting your eyes again, her expression softening. “Just tell me what's wrong….” Her foot taps against the back of your thigh, a subtle signal to let her down.

She clasps onto your fingers and gently tugs you towards the brightly lit path beside the river. When you don’t move right away, she interlaces your fingers and forcefully tugs you down the small hill. “If you’re not gonna say anything, then at least take me for a walk.”

It only takes one look at her wide eyes and gentle smile for you to fall under her spell. The outstretched hand and smile as she looked back looked like something straight from a dream, blurred background and all.

And after a few steps, you find yourself smiling as well. Whatever was bothering you before was all but forgotten. Jimin was with you now.

Note: I know. I know. You’re probably thinking. Why in the hell does this fool keep writing Karina? To be completely honest... IDK. Just had a lot of muse moments. Anyways, I’m already back to writing other idols so hopefully I publish more soon. You’re amazing, reader.

Love,

Unsure

P.S. Dedicated to the person I was actually missing. You know who you are.

#kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #kpop fluff #aespa fluff #karina fluff

[infraaa]

Heyyy, it's me again! I was thinking, With Longan's dominate and evil nature, how would he feel about a innocent & sweet reader whos just the nicest to everyone! (Even a very big and wise dragon) 👉👈 thank you, you're the best! <3

『congrats, welcome back infra to ✨Longan Brainrot©️ ✨ anyways I’m now starting a psychology project on longan which that may or may not be for uni… I’ll post it here maybe. let’s get back to the shit show 😔💅❤️』

longan dragon cookie w an innocent, shy s/o 『gn! assumed』

tw ish // this shouldn’t be new to you but longan is a rude lil fuck, cynically through the roof, so expect some ✨casually thrown insults✨

So… how did you manage to be favored by this one again? We can’t recall. Plays tv static…

Seriously, not when you knew how you attracted this dragon, this dragon that’s hellbent on killing off all cookies. Nevertheless you were spared. You were just a regular cookie…

But even with the constant thought of them being able to snap your neck with a twist of their fingers, you sit comfortably in their palace, roaming around with a certain fuchsia dragon floating along at your side.

You wore their robes that they spared for you comfortably and with grace. Along your neck was a beautiful golden necklace with gems of dark hickory amber and silver.

You were expected to have tea with them. This never bothered you, but every time you thought of them, your cheeks would raise to a gentle rouge. Just yesterday, they blew cigarette smoke in your face, offended by you. But even so, they still raised a dangerous hand to your cheek, gentle touches, soft whispers…

Lychee would often giggle at these often seemingly empty remarks from the great Ivory Dragon, little did the two of you know that this wasn’t just to test you…

You see, Longan secretly enjoyed your shy nature. The way you would react to them intrigued them. You were just a tool to them in their plan and yet… they became mystified by you.

You sat in a chair across from them, a soft blush still adorning your features… on the outside they show barely any emotion.

“Weakling.”

They refused to call you by your name. Yet you answer calmly. You poor thing…

They collected you from your village once after they successfully purged it of those pointless crunchy beings that tried to fight them. Not been Lychee knew why they took you. But they did know one thing.

You were incredibly polite natured. Selfless— submissive, even.

Something that Longan took a guilty pleasure in. Seeing you respond to them and Lychee without question or any defiance. It made them… happy… something they haven’t felt in what felt like decades.

“My robes fit you quite nicely, little weakling.”

Another token of submission to force you down— their robes. They want you to wear them. Ones of silk. Fine embroidery of clouds sewn delicately with intricate fibers… oh, it was beautiful.

They would smile inwardly paying no outward mind to your (cute) annoying whines. Your (delightful) insufferable facial expressions when they would come close. See a part of them wanted to see how far this innocence of yours would keep. How far this niceness of yours would stand.

For as long as they have managed to live for, they knew that such emotions could be feigned— faked. Yet amen they see what seems to be genuine care about their well-being through the abilities of the necklace they forced around your neck as the last thread of your life, they wondered…

‘That little weakling… although they are at most… annoying… they… must be worth something more than just to be a puppet.’

Slowly but surely, Longan opens up like a slow budding flower, allowing you to see a side to them that no other living thing has seen.

Affection. Equality. Equal Loyalty. Care.

It was like a syrup, your sweet nature to their cold, ruthless exterior. And it drove them crazy.

You were to be treated as an equal by the other dragons, and often refused anything less. If they got something, you were to also get that something of equal value.

They loved you. You poor little treasure.

And they showed it in dirty ways… which we won’t get into here, I’ll let your imaginations run wild…~ 🧡😘

#infrawrites #infradelivers #cookie run overbreak #crob x reader #crob headcanons #headcanons #cookie run #longan dragon cookie #crob #cookie run kingdom #crk x reader #x reader

[middlechild404]

Learning anatomy

Summary: you have a lot of studying to do. Jack decides to help you.

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I was drowning in assignments and presentations this period, and on top of all of that, I had an anatomy exam coming up in two days. So for the time being I had set aside my other studies just to make sure that I passed this test. Even though I was confident that I would pass with a high grade, although, my confidence was overruled by the anxiety in the pit of my stomach that would linger until the moment I was done with the test.

I was frantically using my flashcards as I felt a strong headache creeping in from the amount of information that I needed to cramp up in my brain. I wasn't going to let a headache stop me from studying. Hence, I needed to make my remedy for headaches, which was a green tea mixed with mango and lychee, or so I liked to call it- pure heaven.

As I started the water boiler, my phone chimed. I immediately picked it up hoping that it would be Jack. We have been friends for a while now but at some point I started to develop feelings for him. Ever since then, I haven't been able to get him out of my mind and I keep second-guessing his intentions when doing things, hoping that he somehow reciprocates the feelings I have for him.

To my dismay, it was my lab partners. I answered their questions quickly and put down my phone right after turning off the sound.

I began to rationalize with myself that waiting for him to text was ridiculous and that I'd been tricking myself into liking him all along. I kept thinking that I should focus on my studies instead of a guy that doesn't even like me. But, all those thoughts went out the window the second my phone vibrated on the counter.

"Eyoo, I'm in the neighborhood. I'll be swinging by soon."- Jack wrote

I kept writing and rewriting a response, lastly, I settled for what would be best.

"It's probably best if you don't, I really need to study. Have a test coming up soon :(" I typed and hit send.

I could see the bubbles appearing instantly, not many seconds later he responded.

"No worries, we can work together. I need to finish a track anyway, so I can do that while you study."

My stomach did somersaults at his response. I quickly went to the mirror to make myself look at least half decent. My skin looked dull in the absence of makeup, so I tapped my cheeks a few times to give myself a rosy look.

The taps on my cheeks were unnecessary as I was completely flushed at the sight of Jack in gray sweatpants only a few minutes later when he entered my apartment.

I wanted to say something after we greeted each other but he stopped me from forming a sentence. "Shhh, just pretend I'm not here. I don't want to get in the way of your studying" he said as he placed himself on my couch.

To that, I rolled my eyes. "I wanted to ask if you wanted some tea, but nevermind" I said with a smirk on my face.

"Smartass" he smirked back. "I would actually love some of that tea you refer to as heaven"

I walked quickly into the kitchen and then back with two cups in my hands. Jack had already started his work as he had his headphones on and was typing rapidly on his computer. He simply acknowledged me with a "thank you" as I placed his cup on the table, then returned to his typing.

I admired how focused he was when it came to his work. I caught myself staring for a few seconds, which made me avert my gaze. I picked up my flashcards and started to memorize all the different bones in the body.

After two hours of studying, I finally took a break. I quickly looked at Jack who was still typing away on his computer, I didn't want to interrupt him so I just sat there playing with my flashcards in silence.

It didn't take long for my intrusive thoughts to appear. Am I going to be able to do this? Am I smart enough? Why am I even doing this? Will I be able to have a good career? Am I good enough? And the thoughts went on, chipping away at my confidence.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't heard Jack speaking to me. He caught my attention as he simply put his hand on my arm.

"Hey, where did you go?" He asked with a concerned look on his face.

I was contemplating if I would be honest or not and simply say that everything was fine. I didn't want to start a conversation about how I doubted myself and keeping him from his job.

He understood that I was having an argument with myself as the silence was long due. To this, he placed his computer on the table along with his headphones and turned himself toward me. He brought his leg up as a barrier between us as he made himself comfortable for some deep talk.

"Come on, spill. You know you can talk to me." Jack said as he sipped on his second cup of tea.

"I don't know, sometimes I get these thoughts that I'm not good enough…I don't even know why I'm majoring in this anyway, I lost my motivation somewhere along the way." I said embarrassed while looking down on my lap as I played with the fuzz on my sweatpants.

"Listen, from what I've seen, you're one of the most hardworking people I know. You don't just study to pass, you study because you want to be good at what you do." He said reassuringly. He continued before I could give a response "That definitely means you're good enough, and sometimes also a bit of an overachiever." He said with a grin, to which he received a playful punch on his arm.

"As for motivation, you will lose it a million times over in your journey, but that doesn't mean you won't be able to get it back. You just need to find new ways to motivate yourself." He said supportively.

I was always awkward in these moments since I had a hard time receiving any kind of praise. This resulted in me giving him an awkward smile along with verbal gratitude as my heart was beating out of my chest.

It felt like the world stopped spinning when he kept staring at me. Nothing happened until his handsome face lit up, which meant that he had an idea. I felt a bit anxious about what he would do next, due to his ideas not always being the best.

"I have an idea of how we can motivate you for your studies." He blurted as he grabbed my flashcards. "How about I help you revise." He said with a glint of mischief in his eyes.

"Don't you have work to do?" I asked, not really wanting to take his time.

"I was done a while ago, I was waiting for you to take a break." He responded as he shifted closer to me.

"Oh well, okay I guess. Those flashcards are only bones of the upper body" I retorted while pointing at the blue deck of cards in his big hands.

"Okay, good good." He said with a smile on his face.

He quickly went through the flashcards, seeing that they were in order going from the lowest part of the upper body to the head.

He picked up my hand and gave the tip of my finger a kiss. My mind went wild at this action, it showed on my cheeks as they swiftly turned bright red.

"What's this bone called?" He asked me with a smirk on his face, he was content with the reaction I had given him.

I struggled to get a word out as I said "Ehh, distal phalanx".

"Correct, and now in Latin." He responded proudly while kissing my fingertip again.

"Os phalangeum distale manus" I answered unsurely.

"Correct!" He exclaimed as I received another kiss.

He kept doing this procedure all the way up to my collarbone. He stopped as he realized our close proximity, waiting for me to protest. Since I didn't, he continued.

He stopped later when I had received kisses all over my head, not knowing that he had missed one bone. My cheekbone.

"You missed one." I mumbled, not wanting to sound like I was asking for it.

He quickly looked through the cards and gave himself a nod when he saw which one it was. He immediately kissed me on my cheekbone and asked which bone it was.

"The zygomatic bone, or os zygomaticum in Latin." I said correctly. "Uuughh, finally done." I added, knowing that we had gone through the whole deck.

He didn't back away too far from my face, as I kept feeling his breath on my cheek. "One last question, what's this bone called?" he asked while putting his thumb on my lip.

"There are no bones in the lip." I answered confused at his question.

"Smartass, you've gotten everything right. I think you need to get a reward." He said right before crashing his lips on mine.

I couldn't believe what was happening, my mind was in a frenzy as he put his fingers through my hair and our bodies impossibly closer.

We broke the kiss to regain our breath, or for me- my sanity. I'd been dreaming about this for the longest time and it was even better than I'd ever imagined.

"What do you say about taking a break to have some… fun. Or how about studying the lower body now." He smirked and gave me a wink.

I didn't want to waste any time, therefore I immediately crashed my lips on his as I straddled him and let my fingers play with his soft hair.

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Hope you liked this one loviiieess ❤️

It was supposed to be a short one but got a bit carried away😅

Taglist: @jackharloww, @j-worlds-blog @itsyagirljaz, @harlowcomehome, @neon-lights-and-glitter

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[cozylychee]

Bustafellows mention. in. my notes! I wanted more out of it at the time but Shu (and Mozu) were my faves. Good taste 🙏💜

BUSTAFELLLOWS HAIIII OMG I LOVE BUSTAFELLOWS!!! i didn't finish up everyone's routes yet but i did finish up shu's and i Love him, so far him and limbo are my skrunkly beloveds

#lychee responds!

[phoenixrsing]

your muses aesthetic. list your muse’s aesthetic from tastes, smells, outfits, and sceneries. add as many subjects as you like, it can help with people tagging you in aesthetically pleasing things towards your muse.

tastes: traditional fire-nation cuisine. spicy fire-flakes, roasted pork, and hot tea infused with jasmine. dragon fruit, lychee, and mangoes, grilled sea pawns. aged fire nation wines with complex flavors of oak and spice. fire nation whiskey, intense and smoky, with hints of charred oak, toasted spices, and a touch of volcanic ashroasted chestnuts. green tea ceremonies, delicate jasmine tea, and rare white dragon jasmine tea leaves—a specialty of his father. rare spices from trees that are native to fire nation, including cumin, saffron, and cardamom.

smells: a scent of smoldering cinnamon, cloves, and star anise in the air. jasmine blossoms, lotus flowers, and orchids from the royal gardens. the crisp scent of autumn leaves and the smoky aroma of fire pits. herbal notes. a hint of sage, lemongrass, and mint leaves in herbal teas. sandalwood incense burning in meditation rooms. crackling hearth fires in the royal palace.

sights: volcanic landscapes. volcanoes looming on the horizon, with smoke rising from their peaks. intense flames swirling, casting shadows against the red walls. royal palace. opulent halls decorated with gilded ornaments, tapestries depicting ancient fire nation legends, and imposing thrones. fire nation technology—advanced warships, steam-powered machinery, and towering factories billowing smoke. traditional fire nation dances—graceful movements accompanied by the flickering light of torches and lanterns. colorful celebrations featuring elaborate firework displays, traditional music, and performances. endless amount of war memorials. monuments honoring fallen soldiers of the fire nation, with eternal flames burning in their honor. regal crimson robes with intricate gold embroidery, adorned with the fire nation insignia. messages of propaganda, supremacy, and strength through firebending. a recruitment poster featuring a soldier, with the caption, join the fire nation army and defend our sacred land.

sounds: the rhythmic sound of flames dancing in fire pits and torches. trumpets heralding the arrival of fire nation royalty, accompanied by drums and cymbals. war drums—thunderous beats echoing across training grounds, inspiring troops before battle. lightning crackling in the foreground. melodic tunes played on traditional fire nation instruments, the pipa and guzheng. the chirping of fire nation birds, the rustling of palm trees, and the distant roar of waterfalls. war machinery—clanking gears, hissing steam, and the rumble of warships off the shorelines. moments of quiet contemplation, where the only sounds are the soft rustle of leaves and the gentle crackle of embers. practicing the dizi, traditional flute in between training sessions.

sensations: the comforting heat of firebending flames against the skin during training sessions. luxurious fire nation silks and satins, smooth against the touch. intense warmth radiating from the earth's core during visits to volcanic hot springs. humid, sea breezes brushing against the skin from the coastlines. tactile connection—a sensation of firebending energy pulsing beneath lu ten's fingertips, responding to his every movement and command. resilient spirit and unwavering determination. a deep sense of connection to the spirits of fire. commitment to serving the fire nation. isolationism, a loneliness you cannot shake. failure is not an option. reluctant heroism, internal struggles between morality and obligations. inside of me, there are two dogs. one is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. when asked which one wins, i answer, the one I feed the most. ambiguous loyalties.

tagged by — me. tagging: @hotknickers, @denouemente, @linghung, @hookedswords, @dropovers, @fearbend, @kniveds, @yourideaguy, @bowbend, @rotpoetry

#[ aesthetics. ]

[februaryflowers]

red roses have thorns too

order up: jasmine coffee with lychee jellies and joshua for @strawberri-uyu !

an unrequited love wedding planner drama 

check out the (now closed) carat writers club summer fair event!

warnings: arguing + yelling, wedding talk, reader is pretty jealous and not healthily dealing with that for most of this (i’m not condoning this behavior! this is not a good way to deal with such emotions) and kissing (not involving reader)

drama and angst, 872 words, joshua x reader

a/n: im so sorry this is so late but i hope you enjoy 😭 and thank you to @adi--writes for making an appearance in this drabble :>

taglist: @noniemylove​ @seokmingiggles​

“I think the red roses are better,” you grit out, the words falling through your clamped jaw. 

“It looks tacky having them for literally everything!” Joshua exclaims, running a hand through his hair. “We both know the arch should be a different color, y/n.”

“It’s what the couple wants, Joshua,” you spit. Adjusting your pitch, you do your best to imitate his obnoxiously sweet voice, complete with mouthy hand motions. “‘What the couple says goes.’”

Bringing his hand to his forehead, he lets a long exhale through his nose. “Not when they’re gonna ruin their wedding photos with their stubbornness.”

“It’s their wedding, not yours!” 

“Obviously! What’s your problem, y/n!?” He yanks the chair out in front of him, plopping down and rubbing his eyes with his palms. “We used to be a team.”

You sigh, crossing your arms defensively over your chest. Well…he has a point. You can’t even remember how long it’s been since you and him got along. You used to even go out together after work to a bar or nearby restaurant to wind down from stressful plans and uptight couples. 

Before you were business partners, you were friends, great friends. That’s how this started, anyway. When did it all go wrong? 

But Joshua has been busy lately. After he finishes planning other people’s weddings, he returns home, only to plan another one, his wedding. And Adi is super cool. You’ve met all together before, and you can’t blame Joshua in the slightest for falling for them and proposing. 

Maybe you let your resentment towards the situation itself (never either individual of the couple) fester a little too much, impacting your job and relationship with your co-founder. It was just easier to pretend you didn’t get along to protect your cracking heart. Now that you think about it, maybe the hypothetical chalkboard that would display the “Days Without Arguing in the Office” countdown would show something resembling a large 90, a number similar to the amount of time that has passed since a couple weeks after Joshua told you about his engagement a few months ago.

Shaking his head, your co-owner stands, carefully glancing in your direction as he stands before placing his hands on the back of the chair. “Let’s just go home, y/n. We can talk about this tomorrow when we aren’t so angry.”

He doesn’t wait for you to respond before he makes his way towards the door, grabbing his coat from the hook and sliding his arms through the sleeves. 

“Maybe we should just go our separate ways after this,” he murmurs. “Seeing as we can’t get along anymore.”

“Joshua—”

“Just think about it.”

Finishing off the conversation, he turns his back towards you without another word, watching the cars pass on the street outside your small shop slash office. 

You swallow as you stare at his frame, his shoulders tense and curved inward as he crosses his arms. The tapping of his foot against the wood planks joins the ensemble not long after. When was the last time you even finished work happily?  

And all too soon yet all too quickly, it’s over. Joshua will be leaving. He’ll definitely be leaving the store for the night. Maybe, he’ll even leave your life…for good.

Adi comes in. The bells above the door chime as they embrace, Joshua’s body instantly relaxing and softening at the presence, the touch, of the one he loves. 

He presses a kiss to their cheek before they cross arms behind the other’s back, shy smiles and hushed whispers exchanged as Joshua pushes open the door. But before they can step out, and maybe him from your life forever, Adi stops and turns around.

They smile at you, giving a small wave with the free hand that isn’t wrapped around their fiancé. “Have a nice night, y/n.”

With that, they step into the chilly winter evening, huddled together as they go about their daily walk home. And you know Adi was being genuine. They have been and still are nothing but kind to you whenever you see each other at the end of the workday. It makes you wonder if Joshua has said anything about your squabbles at home. 

Because, you can admit it, you have been absolutely stubborn and pissy. The two of them would and do have every right to be ticked off with you. But it doesn’t matter how this wedding turns out. It doesn’t matter what happens to the business you’ve built together. It doesn’t matter if you piss Joshua off or are perfectly best friends with him. Because, at the end of the day, you aren’t the one he’ll be going home with.  

A single tear drops from your eyes, at last. You have never cried over Joshua Hong, but there’s always a first for everything. They continue to fall as you stare out the window, seemingly unable to move before a loud gust of wind outside jumpstarts your brain again.

Finally making your way to the door, you flip the sign to display the large “Closed” with tomorrow’s hours to face the front of the glass. 

If you really love someone, you let them go. If there’s anyone you want to be happy, it’s him. And you know he is. 

So, today, you let Joshua go.

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[moonlithunter-writes]

Origin & Ground - D.Va x gn!Reader

   The door swung open an hour later than you had been expecting, and a few seconds later, your girlfriend Hana entered the room and deposited a duffel bag in the doorway.     “You’re later than usual today,” you remarked, taking a sip from your glass of wine.    “I know,” Hana groaned in exhaustion. She crossed the room quickly and collapsed onto the couch, her head in your lap and her eyes shut.    “They kept you late in training, huh?” You asked, reaching onto the table to grab Hana a bottle of soju—room-temperature and lychee flavor, just the way she liked it.    “Yeah.” Hana frowned and accepted the bottle, her eyes still shut. “We had to brief for the mission tomorrow, and then extra training on top of that.”    “What’s your call time tomorrow?” You asked, your fingers beginning to drift into Hana’s soft hair. You drew them through a few times, ridding her hair of knots, and then scratched lightly at her scalp.    Hana let out a contented sigh and leaned into your hand. “Six.”     You frowned and your motions stilled. “I don’t know how they expect you to get enough rest,” you frowned.    Hana sat up and cracked open the bottle of soju. “I don’t think they do.” She shrugged and took a sip.    A flash of anger sparked in your chest. “They can’t keep treating you like this. It isn’t fair.”    Hana put her soju down and wrapped her arms around your waist, nestling herself against your chest. “I’m sorry, baby. I know we haven’t spent much time together recently, but this is what I signed up for. I made a promise to protect my country.”     She pulled back a fraction of an inch to look up into your eyes. “That includes you.”    Your hands landed on Hana’s waist and you closed the distance between your lips. Hana responded in kind, trailing her hands up your sides and looping them around your neck. Hana tugged you closer, your lips clashing in earnest. Your hands slipped under the hem of Hana’s shirt and you palmed the soft, smooth skin of her back. She sighed against your lips and pulled away reluctantly.    “Later tonight, ‘kay, babe? I didn’t have a chance to shower before I came home.”    “Gross! And you let me kiss you like that?” You complained teasingly, pretending to gag.    Hana swatted at your shoulder good-naturedly. “Excuse me for wanting to come home and see you as soon as I could!”    “Okay, okay,” you laughed, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to your girlfriend’s lips. “You go shower and I’ll heat up dinner, and then we’ll make the most of the time before your mission.”    “Ha! You wish,” Hana winked, but she got up off the couch and headed for the bedroom that you shared, swaying her hips exaggeratedly as she went.    You watched her go, your bottom lip taken between your teeth. Hana was a little firecracker for sure, and her schedule was messy, to put it lightly. But you loved your girlfriend dearly, and no matter how many missions she went on, you would always be the first one waiting to greet her when she landed.

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[wannaeatramyeon]

Hello 🤗

I just wanted to say that i love your blog hehe

I hope you can mention some other lookism blogs that you like that i will enjoy or maybe one of your favourite mutuals?

This is a GREAT ask but I MADE A COMPREHENSIVE DRAFT AND TUMBLR FUCKED IT. Holy shit I am going to rage.

Anyway, I started to type out literally my whole following list. Searched for Lookism tags. Searched in blogs for posts to recall my memory. It was getting out of hand. This exercise and tumblr fucking me over has made me UNWELL. I started on this over TWO hours ago 😭😭😭

So... I've culled and got a list of writing blogs with more comprehensive masterlists/fics below. (I am so sorry if I've missed anyone out. I can bet I read your stuff and LOVED it but if I have to format and copy and paste or whatever I think I will legit keel over and die. And I'm currently on a teams work call LOL. Please forgive me)

But seriously, the talent and FUN in this fandom. I cannot exaggerate the way I have scoured Tumblr for tags and crumbs, scrolling through and reading everything. This goddamn fandom has made me obsessed and love characters I never paid a second glance to

@royaltyoon SHE'S BACK AND ACTIVE. A mix of fun and angst. Johan simp, but tbh I think about the Goo tie fic and Vin Jin hc every day

@lookismaddict does any Gun simp not know of this person? Rendezvous will guarantee to get you hot and bothered

@lookismfanfics sweetest writing AND THE ACTOR AU POSTS. READ THESE

@amayochew great fics and also the funniest incorrect lookism. Makes me lol everytime

@anticapitalistclown Soooooo many hc. A LOT of fun scenarios

@lokislytherin Jay/Daniel. It's canon. Can't change my mind. The funnest AUs!

@zaiisaii the steamiest NSFW (you'll need a cold shower afterwards)

@4ut0p5y hc that are absolute nuggests of joy

@spaceyflowerswriting THE FORMAT. Asks sent as messages, texts etc. And they respond in character!

@lychee-drinks really fun works and hc, some of the best domestic stuff (and NSFW)

@bread-writes No longer active :( I can't even remember that much of their stuff, I just remember INHALING it all

@vascoprints No longer active :( not a lot of Lookism hc but the writing will embed itself into your brain

@k-dokja I live in FEAR everyday that they will delete their account/posts. I might have reblogged them like crazy to create my own archive lol. Amazing Lookism + HTF writing (less active in this fandom). The Taehoon fics are like crack

#putting this together has made me feel unwell #why am i snooping through everyones blog #and all the tags #this has legit taken me over TWO WHOLE FUCKING hours #not anons fault #i am just manic today #gonna get fired lol #ramen asks