#or he buys you some cute plush whatever at the mall

[saekkas]

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄

summary: dates with michael kaiser are fun, more so when they turn into a three-hour sanrio shopping spree.

notes: this is my attempt at spoiling him <3 also big thanks to @mirahua for the inspo! go ahead and *grabby grabby*

[wc: 915]

"do you really need to buy that much?" you honestly don't know what you're looking at, and you honestly don't know whether to be concerned or amused. "you're going to rob this whole store clean."

currently, it's the beginning of july, and kaiser, being the lovely boyfriend that he is, insisted on taking you out to the mall. window shopping, he called it.

more correctly, you're taking him shopping. especially with the way he's currently filling up your trolley with sanrio plushies.

"stop judging." kaiser glares, all pout and no bite. in his hand is a small cinnamoroll plush, one that looks suspiciously like him with blue eyes and blue star patterns on its ear.

he's holding it with such love and care, and you have to stop yourself from snorting when he lifts it so that they're face-to-face. "besides, how can you resist? he looks exactly like me!"

"that's exactly why i can resist."

your words catch his attention, and he scowls, playfully hitting your face with the plush toy's hand. "how dare you!"

"i'm kidding," you laugh, nudging him back with the hand that's not pushing the trolley. "but when i see headlines of you robbing a miniso, i'm totally sending them to ness."

his lips aren't the only one smiling. his eyes are bright, his shoulders seemingly light. your boyfriend looks like a child here, comfortably in his element, even with the people staring oddly at him.

it makes you happy that he's happy. it's enlightening to see the mikka that could be. the mikka that should be.

"yeah, yeah, whatever." even his words hold a sweet lilt to them, and you can't even bring yourself to complain when he throws a hello kitty themed soda can into the trolley. "i think i'm done."

you quirk an eyebrow, giggling as you survey every item he's managed to throw in. "aren't you forgetting something?"

you watch the flurry of emotions that pass through his face. confusion, confusion, and more confusion.

his eyes stray behind you, brightening as he extends a hand to show another sanrio plushy, this one modeled with him beside it.

"no," you laugh, wrestling the very cute toy out of his hand. "you've bought enough already!"

he pouts, and it's eerily similar to the toy he was holding earlier. "but don't you want a mini me at our house? a very special, limited addition mini me, part of the sanrio collaboration?"

"nice try but we should get the thing we actually came here for." you hold back a squeal when he tilts his head, looking oddly lost.

his cheeks have grown in lately, courtesy of your cooking, and now he's looking too much like baby mikka from the photos his mom showed when you came over. too cute to say no to.

"the very special, very limited addition hello kitty headband you wanted?" you watch as he perks up at the words, making a beeline to the other side of the shop right after.

you discreetly throw the plushy into the trolly as he leaves.

you suppose bringing your big baby of a boyfriend has its perks. not only does he come with a black card, but his fans are everywhere, letting him cut through the ridiculously long line of adults holding onto stuffed sanrio dolls.

"you should do some fanservice," you hum, holding onto a bag as he holds onto another, your free hands intertwined together. "blow some kisses or something."

there's a ruckus of screams as kaiser does just that, a smug smirk on his lips as he waves to his fans, tugging you to the exit with him. "they love me."

"careful, there." the screaming doesn't stop, not until you're both out of the mall and in the parking lot.

even then, there are a group of girls following you both around, smiling and giggling shyly, trying to catch his attention. "your head's going to become so big it won't fit through our door."

"why are you so mean?" he whines, pinching your cheek when you both finally get into his car. "don't you love me too?"

"nope." the words are out of your mouth in a second and he glares, taking your hand to squeeze it tightly. he backs out of the space, a hand on the wheel and the other in yours but the pout on his lips never fade.

you sigh. "okay. fine. i love you too."

he squeezes your hand every few seconds after that, his head turning back and forth, torn between wanting to look at you and having to look at the street.

when the car meets a red light, he steps on the breaks, leaning over the console to kiss your cheek. "what are you reading?"

you quickly show him your phone, laughing when his jaw falls at the headline written on the screen.

BASTARD MUCHEN'S MICHAEL KAISER SEEN AT LOCAL STORE, HOARDING NEWEST COLLECTION OF SANRIO TO HIMSELF.

"the nerve," he grumbles, continuing to glare at the street when you take your phone back. "what's wrong with me collecting? can't people have a hobby these days?"

he stares when you show him your phone again, this time of a comment someone posted on the article.

user mirahua: can't believe i actually simp for this blue painted red flag. can't believe he looks like hello kitty too. i hate hello kitty.

kaiser can only grumble, muttering curse words under his breath as you laugh the rest of the way home.

#blue lock x reader #blue lock imagines #blue lock fluff #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser imagines #kaiser x reader #kaiser imagines #michael kaiser fluff #michael kaiser x you #michael kaiser x y/n #bllk x female reader #bllk x y/n #bllk x you #bllk x reader #blue lock x female reader #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x you #blue lock headcanons #kaiser fluff

[writing-good-vibes]

Hiii, so, for the Valentine's Day drabbles! Could you pretty please write the number 8 (Teddy Bear) from the fluffy prompts with Corey x Reader? That would be amazing! And it can be whatever you come up with, I'll be happy either way. Thank you so much for doing this and take all the time you need; even if it's past V-Day! You always come first, please remember that. Take care! <3 <3 <3

ahhh thank you for requesting !! 🥰 and for being sooo sweet, i really appreciate it !! happy valentine's day 💗 i hope you enjoy reading, because i really, really enjoyed writing this one !! no WARNINGS, only post accident!corey x gn!reader and fluff 💗

🧸 very cute divider by @/plutism 🧸

taglist: @slutforstabbings @ethanhoewke @voxmortuus (just let me know if you want to be added or removed !!)

Three whole years. That's how long you and Corey had been together. Three years but every time he held your hand in his you felt those sparks , every hug made you melt into the soft, safe, serene embrace of his big arms, and every kiss, tender and tentative, felt just like the first.

You remembered the first Valentine's day you and Corey had spent together. In the weeks leading up to it, you'd catch Corey looking at the Valentine's display; candy in heart-shaped boxes, bouquets of somehow permanently wilting roses, teddy bears with plush hearts clutched in their paws proclaiming I love you!

He'd blush if he caught you watching him, and would hurry up to the counter to let you ring up his pre-dinner snacks. He was cute. Opening the M&M's, he offers the bag to you, pouring you a handful to eat while you waited for your shift to end.

When the day finally arrived, you exchanged cards, half excited and half embarrassed. You went on break and sat outside on the curb with Corey, fingers intertwined and sharing one of the novelty heart-shaped lollipops you'd pilfered from the display. Smiling, you licked over the same spot Corey just had.

The next year, Corey had to work in the morning but clocked out at lunch, and you caught the Valentine's matinee at the movies.

He still smelt vaguely of car grease, you can see the spots of it that will never fully wash out of his henley, but when he holds your hand his fingers are scrubbed spotlessly pink.

It was quiet in the theatre, exactly what you expected for a weekday afternoon and perfect for Corey who hating being perceived in public, and the two of you sat at the back of the theatre sharing a bucket of popcorn and a bag of Hershey's Kisses as the dust motes, caught in the light of the projector, float around you.

Watching Corey is just as good as watching any movie. You can see the way his eyes track the movement of screen, that way you can tell exactly when he'll reach for more popcorn, and how he bites his lip in concentration.

Joy paints your cheeks as your lips meet Corey's in the dim darkness.

This year though, even though you were expecting another beautifully laidback date, Corey told you that he'd begged his step-dad to let him have the whole day off work this year, without telling his Momma, and that he had made plans for you guys.

Plans?

"We don't have to do anything big," you assured him, ringing up today's selection of treats; chocolate milk, a slim jim and some skittles. "I just like spending time with you."

"I know," he promised. "All I ever want is to spend time with you, but I want to treat you too." He rips open the skittles and pours some out into your hand.

On Valentine's morning, you open your door and find yourself face to face with the fluffiest brown fur. Corey stands with a teddy bear in his hands, and in the teddy's hands a velvety red heart proclaims, "I love you!"

You didn't recognise it as one you sold at the gas station, although it was similar. Had he gone somewhere else to buy it for you? The thought gets to you more than you might expect, thinking about Corey wandering the aisles of the Walmart, or the Dollar General, or even venturing to the mall in the next town over. Corey hated going anywhere.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Corey says, handing you the teddy.

"Oh, Corey! He's so cute! Happy Valentine's Day," you pull him into a hug before you can even take the bear from him.

Corey throws one strong arm around you, you can feel his broad hand half-cover the expanse of your back through your shirt. Warm and safe.

When you part, you look down at the teddy again. Holding it beneath its armpits, you bring it to your face, nuzzling the chestnut-brown fur of its face. "Does he have a name?" you ask.

"He's for you, I think you're supposed to pick his name." Corey hasn't stopped blushing, even when you take his big hand in yours and lead him into your apartment. He settles on your couch, ready to wait while you finish getting ready.

"Hmm," you consider your options. The bear looks straight out of a story book with wide glass eyes and a felt snout, his fur really is chestnut-brown and swirls into little rosebud curls. "His name is Corey."

Boy-Corey's eyes are as wide and bright as Bear-Corey's when you look at him. "Are you sure? You don't have to --."

Corey's arms circle your waist when you sit in his lap, his legs spreading just slightly to cradle your weight, "You're the only person I want to cuddle, now I have something almost as cuddly as the real thing for when you're not here." Bear-Corey is nestled between the two of you, as if to prove your point.

One corner of Corey's lips quirk upwards, then the other, as a grin splits his face. Pleased, proud, he squeezes you tight, hiding his smile against your chest. You indulge him, petting at his hair and over his broad shoulders while he breaths you in, humming happily.

God, how badly you want to hold Corey like this forever, where you know he's safe, and loved, and you don't have to think about anything but the pinkness of his cheeks and the softness of his lips.

"So," you finally say, softly, reluctant to disturb this most perfect moment, but mindful of Corey having mentioned plans. "What romance awaits us for the rest of the day?"

on the topic of fluffy romance, you should also read:

first of many by blake (@/slutforstabbings). a little bit angsty, but watch corey and reader be obliviously in love.

amusement park date by toxic (@/toxicanonymity). toxic is a woman of many talents; she can write fluff just as well as she writes smut.

#corey cunningham x reader #💗💌 corey's love letters 💌💗 #did i use this as an excuse to write the fluffiest sweetest lovecore relationship possible ?? yes i did. #holding hands supremacy. giggly romance. sharing candy and afternoon movies #but also cuteness aggression 😳 #i hope you enjoyed reading !! 💗💗💗💗

[snowdice]

Sometimes Labels Shift (Mini Fic Series 43)

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Relationships: Virgil & Logan, Virgil & Patton, Logan/Patton

Characters: Virgil, Logan, Patton

Summary: Logan enjoyed Virgil’s graduation ceremony. Everyone else enjoys the after party.

“Ugh,” said Virgil when they entered the mall. “Air conditioning. Finally.”

Patton glanced over and smiled at him. He himself was relieved to be in the air conditioning after having sat in the heat for over 2 hours and then taking pictures outside the school. The drive from the graduation ceremony to the mall had been too short for the car’s air condition to manage to cool it down, so coming inside was the first relief they’d had.

Virgil had removed his cap and gown after taking pictures. Between the cap and his sweat, his purple tinged hair was sticking to his head a bit, not that he seemed to care at this point.

“I’m going to eat so much pizza,” Virgil continued.

“He doesn’t get to choose the type of pizza we’re getting, right?” Remy stage whispered to Patton.

“Oh, Logan’s buying me whatever pizza I want today because he made me sit through that.”

“You will be glad you went to your graduation ceremony later in your life,” Logan insisted. Patton wasn’t sure if that was true for Virgil, but Patton had gotten to get a lot of cute pictures of him in his gown, so he was content with having sat in a stuffy auditorium for a couple of hours.

“I will not,” Virgil argued back. “Which is why I’m getting shrimp and olive pizza today.”

“We’re buying our own pizza,” Remy said to Emile.

Patton smiled as Remy, Virgil, and Logan started arguing about what pizza was going to be ordered once they got to the restaurant.

They were about halfway to the restaurant which was on the other side of the mall when Patton’s eyes landed on a sign.

“Oh!” Patton said, stopping in front of the Build-a-Bear. “Virgil, do you remember when we first came here to buy you stuff.”

“I do, Pat,” Virgil said, glancing at the storefront. “Shadow’s on my desk right now.”

Patton smiled.

“Patton no,” Logan said as Patton grabbed Virgil’s arm. “We-” Patton pulled Virgil into the store to the boy’s amusement.

“They have little graduation caps!” Patton said, enthused.

“Yes, I can see that,” Virgil said with a wide smile.

“We have to get you one!”

“Patton please…” Logan said.

“We have to get him one, Logan,” Patton insisted. “Or two. Or three!”

“One,” Logan said.

“Or three!”

“Patton…”

Patton paid him no mind, linking his arm with Virgil’s who was grinning widely. “Take it as payback for the two hours I sat in that auditorium,” Virgil said.

“I thought that was the pizza…”

“The pizza’s worth, like, 20 minutes max of that,” Virgil said, sticking out his tongue.

“Come on, let’s pick some out,” Patton said.

They walked through the aisles looking at all of the choices. Remy and Emile joined them, but then wandered off to whisper to each other amongst the shelves.

In the end, Patton did make them get three (sort of four), though they were part of a special set. The set was a plush bird’s nest, and you got to pick three birds to go in it. The demonstrative pictures mostly had birds of all the same type in each nest, but Patton asked an employee if they could pick out their own birds and they said yes.

After much debate, Patton and Virgil picked out three birds for the nest. Easy enough to choose, they picked out a bluebird first and dressed it up in a little vest and glasses. Then, they chose a dove and put it in a doctor’s coat and last, they picked out a slightly smaller crow which they dressed up in the graduation outfit Patton had pointed out before.

“It’s perfect!” Patton gushed. “I love them.”

Despite his headshake, Logan smiled as he paid for the stuffed animals.

“Anyway,” Virgil said once the new stuffed animals were paid for. “Shrimp pizza?”

Logan sighed.

Emile and Remy were already waiting outside for them with their own bag.

“What did you two get?” Patton asked curiously.

“It’s actually a present for you,” Remy said with a huge smile. Emile was looking away, clearly trying (and failing) to pretend to not be a part of this.

“For me?” Patton asked, confused as he took the offered bag.

“Well, really it’s going to be a present for all of us, I’m sure,” Remy said with a wink.

Patton frowned and reached into the bag. He immediately laughed. “Aw!” he said. “A Bluebird teddy bear!”

“I hate you,” Logan immediately said to Remy.

“I’ll love it forever and ever!” Patton declared.

Virgil laughed. Logan sighed.

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Labeled Master Post.

My Masterpost.

#sanders sides #logan sanders #patton sanders #virgil sanders #logicality #remy sanders #emile piccani #remile #platonic moxiety #platonic analogical #labeled universe #sometimes labels shift #sometimes labels shift mini fic #adriana writes #not pieces fic

[emeraldbabygirl]

BYUNGCHAN

SHUT

#:( #I instantly thought how cute it would be going to like an amusement park with him and he wins a huge stuffed toy for you #or he buys you some cute plush whatever at the mall #ugh #fuCK OFF MATE #victon #byungchan #listen he would but his daughter toys all the time #like spoil her with stuffed animals every time they went to the mall or whatever #ugh that’s so cute wtf #father byungchan

[realcube]

YOU BUY A PLUSHIE OF THEIR BEST FRIEND

characters ♡ iwaizumi, kenma, akaashi & tendou 

tws ♡ graphic plushie abuse and parent!reader in akaashi’s

HAJIME IWAIZUMI

♡ honestly, you saw the oikawa plushie sitting in the window of some sports shop in the mall which you rarely visit

♡ and that same morning you had heard from iwaizumi that oikawa would be in town and visiting y’all tomorrow, so what would be a sweeter gift to give a rich volleyball player than a miniature version of himself?

♡ hence you bought it without a second thought (well, trying your best to ignore the ungodly price they had plastered on a glorified piece of stuffing)

♡ in fact, you also thought it would be cute to show iwaizumi since he hasn’t seen his best friend in years! perhaps he’d appreciate the little token of fame that displayed how far his childhood teammate has come

♡ but you couldn’t have been more wrong 

♡ like you even went to the effort of showing it to him while he is cooking bc that is when he is most peaceful, but no.. he was still annoyed

♡ but he wasn’t irritated for long, bc who could stay mad at such a cute face? (don’t ask whether he means your face or the plushies lol)

♡ however, even if he drops the “argument” (parenthesis bc it was just banter disguised as a quarrel), the oikawa plushie will still likely be defaced within the next 1–3 business days

♥  ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ 

“ew, what the fuck is that!?”

“it’s oikawa.” you hummed, gaze flickering between the plushie and iwaizumi’s utterly disgusted expression. honestly you couldn’t see anything wrong enough with the plushie to merit such large reaction; the eyes were a bit cartoony but other than that, it was cute! 

“exactly. get it out of my house before i throw it in here.” he spat while motioning to the pot of boiling rice, attention hastily fixating on the steam rising from the water, rather than having to view that thing any longer. “how much was it?” he muttered, hesitant to even imply that he was the slightest bit interested in it, but his curiosity was strong.

“expensive.” you croaked while averting your gaze, staring at the bubbling pot and smiling as if you didn’t notice how he was glaring you down, out of the corner of your eye. “but whatever, it’s not for you, anyway. it’s for him, and i’m sure he’ll appreciate it.”

iwaizumi rolled his eyes and scoffed, which is seemingly all he has been able to do since he laid eyes on the plushie, “put the receipt next to my gym bag. i’ll return it on my way there tonight.” he said in an oddly flat tone, which contrasted with the exaggerated gasp that was ripped from your throat. 

“no way!” you pressed the back of your palm against your forehead while lifting the plushie in an exaggerated manner; if he was going to make a big fuss over a piece of stuffing, you may as well be dramatic too. “just because minikawa is better at volleyball than you, doesn’t mean you have to be envious of him. i love you both equally.”

catching on to what you were doing, iwaizumi first had to suppress an chuckle before snatching the plushie from your clutches and holding it above the pot of boiling rice; poor minikawa’s fluff being dampened by the steam. “let’s see if he can swim.” he tried to utter in the most sinister tone possible, but failed as you both had already burst out laughing. 

once he was able to catch his breath, he retracted his arm from above the pot and casually threw the plushie back to you, “here.” he said gruffly, as if he hadn’t just been cackling like a maniac a few seconds ago, “but if you’re gonna give it to him, at least let me sew the thing a better outfit first.”

you hummed, raising an eyebrow before glancing at the plush, scanning it’s attire and realising it was wearing his blue, argentinian uniform. immediately figuring out what he meant, your nose scrunched with joy, “it’s fine, i’ll sew a small seijoh uniform right now. you work too hard.”

iwaizumi chuckled, reaching backwards to slip a strong arm around your waist and pull you forward, planting a kiss on the first place his lips could reach; your jaw. followed by sensual whisper, close to your ear, “thank you, angel.”

KENMA KUZOME

♡ okay it really depends which bsf you buy — kuroo or hinata

♡ but realistically, why would a plushie of kuroo exist? he’s literally an employee at japan volleyball association (or an pornstar/tax evader depending on what manga panels you’ve been looking at) 

♡ meanwhile hinata is a pretty famous athlete, so it’s not surprising when you find a plushie of him for sale on amazon

♡ kenma had entrusted you with the task of finding “a few cute gifts” to give shōyō when he comes to visit

♡ you had bought all the usual stuff like soaps and flowers, also you had the idea to buy a customised MSBY jackals bottle opener and towel, so you thought you were set 

♡ but you had never ran to the virtual check-out faster than after you saw that plushie

♡ (also since kenma is famous too bc he is a stock trader/CEO/youtuber, there is probably a plushie of him for sale on amazon too — along with kageyama — and all three of them were in the “frequently bought together” section) 

♡ kenma is terrified 

♡ it didn’t bother him too much at first; he acknowledged that he thought it was creepy but he decided not to mention it since it wouldn’t be his problem for long anyway 

♡ but then you arranged all the gifts in a hamper, which you placed on the vanity which sat directly across from your shared bed

♡ so when he woke up in the middle of the night and took a small sip of water, he caught a glimpse of the plushie and it’s beady, dead eyes staring him down and he literally screamed 

♡ it wasn’t loud enough to wake you up but it still left his throat sore for the next week, and he spent the rest of the night hidden under the sheets, almost suffocating

♡ when he told you to get that gremlin out of his room and you asked why, he almost had a breakdown trying to explain that he wanted the plushie gone without admitting that he was scared

♡ because if he did — since he married a menace — he’d probably end up finding ten other plushies around the house, in the most unsuspecting places and it’d give him a heart attack every time

♡ one eye open when i’m sleeping 👁

♥  ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥

upon ripping open the parcel that had just arrived, you immediately sprung to your feet and rushed to kenma’s office just to show him the adorable item you bought. 

he owns a small suction cup sign which he sticks to his door whenever he is streaming or simply does not want to be disturbed, so when you notice that the sign wasn’t up, you barged into the room with the most cheesy grin gracing your features and the plushie hidden behind your back, “guess what?”

“you bought something.” his gaze remained fixated on his PC screen, yet he replied without missing a beat. 

“correct!” you announced proudly, noise scrunching with delight, “it’s for hinata, and i think it’s so perfect.”

before kenma got the chance to utter a single question, he flinched along with his desk as a large item was slammed onto the surface. turning to look at the source, his hairs jumped to stand on their ends as he met the lifeless eyes of a ginger goblin; he could’ve sworn he saw hellfire in it’s inky pupils 

“perfect?” he questioned, voice being reduced to a hoarse whisper.

“yeah,” you trailed off, noticing how his expression fell into a grimace, “don’t you like it? look what it does!” you tone was still surprisingly lively as you pressed it’s stomach, and hell broke loose. it sounded like hinata’s bathroom song being sung by a choir of devils; the noise caused kenma involuntarily cringe and avert his wide stare, yet he could still see out of the corner of his eyes that you seemed to be.. content? pleased with the chorus of ungodly screams? wearing a cute smile too? were you both hearing the same thing?

left speechless, all kenma could think to utter was a brief, “okay.” before returning to his work. if he didn’t care about you deeply, he’d have thrown the thing out the window by now. but he doesn’t want you to think of him as irrational or manic, so he forced his mouth shut and glued himself to the chair. in fact, he was too paralysed in fear to even move his arms; bonus!

happy with the response, you picked up the plushie and began heading for the door, but kenma couldn’t help but snicker at how you held the wretched thing dear like a baby when it was literally the visual manifestation of sin. 

“alright, kenma.” you peered over your shoulder and playfully blew him a kiss, which he reciprocated — he basked in your radiance, even if it was over a cursed gift, “i’ll let you get back to work. but remember to take a break soon.” 

you reminded him, since he had a tendency to overwork himself (when he wasn’t procrastinating) and he nodded, letting out a small sigh as you closed the door behind you. he wasn’t exactly sure how he was going to break it to you that the plushie was a bit freaky, but that was a problem he could deal with later. perhaps he’ll surprise you with a new car and then — while you’re overwhelmed with joy — he’ll ask you to take it on a test-drive to the incinerator and throw the plushie inside.

KEIJI AKAASHI 

♡ the most supportive boyfriend <3

♡ even if the plushie is literally terrifying, he will try to fix it with marker or just sew/knit a new one 

♡ and if y’all have a kid/baby he will show it to them and be like “look! it’s uncle kou..”

♡ and while the baby is all happy and content, he’ll take a video and send it to bokuto, who replies with a video of him making funny faces, for akaashi to show the baby

♡ either way, akaashi will be pleased...

♡ ...until his kid starts carrying miniature bokuto everywhere 

♡ and whenever you try to take it off them to wash it, they immediately start wailing 

♡ it was endearing at first; how they were cuddling with the plushie almost all the time, and how akaashi had a bunch of pictures of mini-bokuto in the most random places bc your kid refused to leave it at home (including the aquarium, the mall, the cinema and the supermarket, sitting on the shelf amongst the towering diet coke bottles)

♡ but it got to the point where you were both afraid that they’d never grow out of it.. 

♡ but fortunately, once bokuto actually came to visit y’all — and your kid got to see uncle kou in the flesh — they kinda left their plushie in favour of the real deal

♡ even when bokuto had to go back home, your kid spent so much time playing with the toys he brought, they pretty much forgot about the plushie all together 

♡ benefits of tiny child brain 👍

♡ but what you and akaashi failed to consider, was the fate of the grimy, tattered bokuto plushie once your kid had given up on it

♡ it was in too poor condition to give to charity, so that only left you with one option...

♥  ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥

“i suppose this is goodbye.” you monologued, watery gaze fixated on the torn plushie in your hands. well, your hands that were protected by two layers of disposable plastic gloves, of course; there was no way in hell you’d touch that thing with your bare palms. not when it was covered with grime, dust, filth and memories. 

“don’t be so dramatic, sweetheart.” akaashi chuckled. though he found it endearing that you were almost as attached to the plushie as your baby was, he simply couldn’t bare another second so close to the object without some sort of nose plug; it reeked. 

as you stared dejectedly down on the plushie hovering over the endless trash void, akaashi considered swatting the plushie out of your hand and into the garbage to spare some time, but he didn’t dare to touch it without hand protection. “why are we still standing here?”  

you sighed, turning the plush to face him with it’s beady eyes, “look, it’s so cute. plus our baby adored it so much, maybe we should keep it for memories’ sake?”

“or maybe we shouldn’t.” akaashi reached up to squeeze his nose shut, which conveyed to the point he was trying to prove. 

“yeah.” you said nonchalantly as your grip on the object loosened, allowing it to fall from your hand and join the rest of the trash. though your stare was filled with sorrow, akaashi appeared as though he couldn’t care less, but he did try to force a frown for your sake. 

his gentle touch lingered on your back, opposed to holding your hand, “i’m glad our house is free of that stink.” he mused, planting a brief kiss on your cheek before walking inside, likely to feed the baby. 

needless to say, you both spent the rest of the night looking through his gallery of photos with the baby and their ex-best friend.

SATORI TENDŌ

♡ worst mistake of your life 

♡ he’s a menace 

♡ makes it his personal goal to put the poor ushi plushie through everything

♡ at first he did exclusively evil stuff; like putting it through the blender, the washing machine, the oven, encasing it in chocolate etc 

♡ like it is wasn’t even for stress-relief or anything- he just thought it was funny

♡ (he even opened up a secret tiktok account to showcase his shenanigans @ushiwakasmoothie )

♡ (and he’d send the tiktoks to ushijima like “yo dude, this guy on tt is DESTORYING your plushies” and ushiwaka is 99% certain it’s tendou making the videos but he still replies “Haha! 😂” )

♡ but eventually you convinced tendou to be nicer 

♡ (so now that he is a changed man he has to make a new account for his cute photos @ushiwakaismyson )

♡ and his feed is mainly comprised of the plushie doing nice things like drinking milkshakes, going on walks, doing yoga, enjoying a bubble bath — generally just the opposite of the hell he was put through earlier

♡ and the account probably becomes really popular too bc who doesn’t want a picture of mini-ushijima riding a toy tractor as their homescreen?

♡ ultimately, all good things must come to an end, though

♥  ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥

trying to take a nice skyline photo with the plushie sat on the balcony railing of tendou’s penthouse wasn’t exactly a smart idea. but who’s to say any of your ideas ever were?

“more to the right.” you mused, staring at the scene through your phone camera, trying to capture a gorgeous shot of the horizon while also keeping the plushie as the focal point.

in tandem with your request, he adjusted it, but not without tossing his head back and letting out an exasperated groan, “my arm fucking hurts.”

yet all you could do was giggle, “i’m almost done.”

“really?” his eyes practically lit up with joy as he jolted to his feet and let go of the plushie in favour of running behind you, peering over your shoulder to peek at the photo you had yet to take.

“i said almost.” you grumbled, just about to snap a shot until a large gust of wind caused your hair to flew over your eyes. once it ceased, time seemed to slow down as you both watched the plushie lose balance on the thin railing, stumbling backwards on it’s uneasy feet until it was gone, over the edge. 

the look of concern you both shared after watching the object quickly disappear past the glass barrier quickly morphed into one of stifled delight, “what the fuck—” you cackled, tears brimming at your lashline. 

“there he goes!” tendou had to rest a hand upon your shoulder to stop himself from keeling over with laughter, “oh, god—”

this went on for a while until you were both able to successful stand up and repress your snickers enough to form whole sentences again, “should we maybe head down and grab it?” you inquired politely, only to be met with a roll of tendou’s eyes as he guided you back instead. 

“nah, it’s fine. he had a good run.”

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╰ pink love

pairing: jungwon x fem!reader genre: fluff word count: 2985 warnings; like one super minor curse word (hell)! just some cutesy stuff for ya today! summary: jungwon and y/n go on a build-a-bear date! a/n: i really wanted to do something sweet beacuse i love fluff a whole lot, so please enjoy c:

“Are we there yet?” I pout, tugging on Jungwon’s sweater. I attempt to sway him with my best puppy eyes, but he continues walking, pulling me along with him.

“This honestly reminds me of a movie,” He laughs out, “Since when did asking a million times get us there faster?”

I’m not actually that annoyed, but it’s fun to tease him. “What if this is all a movie? Ya think we can break the fourth wall?”

“I don’t know, I’d consider us powerful enough to. If this is a movie, I’m obviously the main character. Since you’re my girlfriend, you can be my sidekick!”

“Ohh, ha, ha, ha. If I’m the sidekick, pigs can fly.”

He puts on a shocked expression, pointing up into the air. “Did I just hear an oink all the way up there?”

“Shut up!” We giggle, shoving each other with our shoulders. Our footsteps match each other as we pad through the open-air mall. Warm sunlight drifts down, encasing us in a soft bubble of relaxation.

“Hey look, I think that’s it!” Jungwon tightens his grip on my hand and we take off towards the familiar shop. As we run, the eyes of other passerbys follow us, but I don’t take the time to feel embarrassed; life’s too short for that.

My legs are shorter than his, so I nearly trip several times. The universe is totally watching out for me today though, because we manage to arrive at the store’s entrance without suffering from a single scratch or bruise.

The Build-A-Bear logo passes overhead as we make our way inside. We are still glued together, buzzing from the excitement of our date. We’re going to make bears for each other! With any other guy I might have found it cheesy, but when Jungwon suggested we do it, my heart fluttered in a strange way.

“Hello! Welcome to Build-A-Bear Workshop! My name is Kiana,” A sunny looking lady welcomes us with a large smile on her face. The cute bobble headband perched on her hair seems to wave at us as well. “Will you two be needing any help today?”

Jungwon throws one arm over my shoulder and presses me tight to his side. His dimples peek out playfully as he responds. “I think we’re okay right now, we’re gonna make some bears for each other. This is my girlfriend!” He looks so proud as our eyes meet, and my stomach twists. Even though we’ve been dating for one and a half years now, whenever he looks at me like that, it feels like the day I first met him.

We’d been at the movie theatre, not together, but coincidentally there on the same day. Jungwon was sitting in the seat in front of me with a couple of his friends, while I was there with my own. His buddies were being idiots and throwing popcorn and other snacks at each other, when a whole bucket came flying at me. Being my easily scared self, I screamed and jumped backwards, simultaneously kicking my legs out and up. It took a few seconds to realize that my feet hadn’t collided with Jungwon’s seat, but instead his head.

I’d been absolutely mortified, and my friends’ muffled laughter didn’t help with that. I’d expected a huge tantrum from him, considering his friends seemed the type to start a huge fight over it, but his reaction was the complete opposite. In fact, he was apologetic and blamed it all on the buffoon who launched the snack at me.

I immediately caught feelings when he laughed and complimented my kick; apparently he knew taekwondo, and he thought I’d be good at it. He got that from a poorly done, unaimed kick to his own skull. To this day, I think I knocked something out of place there, but what can ya do.

Regardless, we ended up exchanging numbers, which is something that confused the hell out my friends and I. A month later, we started going out. I’ve dated some questionable people, so getting the chance to be with someone like Jungwon is a dream come true for me. Another plus, I finally get to check “Build A Bear date” off of my date idea list!

“You guys look adorable together!” Kiana gushed. My cheeks heat up, but not in an awkward way. “We have all our plushes over there. You can take a look and pick one, and then we’ll get that all filled up for you.”

“Thank you!” Jungwon and I say at the same time before strutting towards the plushies.

“We should split up so our bears, or whatever we pick for each other, stays a surprise! Okay?” I’m already looking at each option, and I begin to wonder how I’m ever going to pick just one.

“Since it looks like the queen has already laid claim to this particular piece of territory, I’ll go browse the accessories so I can get your plush decked out in a gorgeous outfit.” He winks and makes his way to the rows of plushie-sized clothing.

The variety of options is amazing. There’s the classic bears, but there’s also other cute things, like lobsters, giraffes, and seals. I’m a sucker for the classics, so I want to pick out a bear for Jungwon.

Two specific bears are in a fight for my love. One is a simple vanilla color with rainbow sprinkle accents, and the other is a pink bear with heart shaped ruffles. Oh god, do I just… buy both? No, that’s be stupid. Eeny meeny miney moe, a classic just like the bear.

I’m not disappointed when my finger lands on the pink bear, meaning I made the right choice and won’t have to switch to the vanilla bear out of a previously hidden lust for it. Awesome.

I peek my head around the aisle and still see Jungwon sorting through racks of outfits. In the time I’d spent picking a plush for him, he grabbed a basket and began filling it with stuff I couldn’t make out. Comfortable with the fact that he isn’t looking, I sneak over to the filling station, the pink bear clutched tightly in my hands.

“Hi! I’d love to get this guy filled, please!” The man working at this station has a name tag that reads, “Jordan”, and he looks equally nice as Kiana.

“Good choice,” He leads me to a filling spot. “Are they for you or for someone else?”

My chuckle causes the worker to smile. I reply while he gathers a few items. “My boyfriend and I came here for a cute date, so it’s for him! This one is super cute so I had to get it for him.”

“Aww, I’ll have to write that down. I'm sure my partner would find it a great idea too!” Jordan sweeps his arm across in a grand gesture, showcasing the variety of hearts and other button-looking objects that sit before him.

“Would you be interested in adding a sound to your bear? You can pick from any of these or you can record your own.”

I pick quickly, sure of what I want to do. “Mm, I’d like to do a recording, if possible. Make it extra special, right?”

“Of course, let me grab that for you and you can record your message!” He gets the heart and let’s me know what to do. Once again making sure Jungwon is not nearby, I record my message and hand it back to Jordan. He puts it in the bear, a small smile playing on his lips. Did he hear me?

“Alright, perfect. Any scents or are you ready to stuff?”

I choose a sweet raspberry scent and get the bear stuffed. It’s fun to push the pedal and see the stuffed animal become plumper, until I finally fill them all the way up. Hugging it feels like hugging a cloud.

I thank Jordan and hide the bear behind my back as I go to the dressing area. Jungwon seems to have moved on, as I spot him at the plushie picking station. I wonder what he’ll get me. Knowing him, it’s going to be adorable.

His eyes meet mine and I suppress a squeal, making sure the bear is out of sight. My strange salute makes him smile and he turns back to picking a plush for me, but not before making sure I won’t look while he gets one.

“So, what would you wear…” I whisper to the pink bear. He seems fashionable and needs something that fits his personality.

Each outfit makes me want to curl up and scream. They’re all so cute and tiny, and I can’t help but want to grab a whole bunch. I create outfits in my head, imagining each on the plushie. Letting the bear try them on seems like a step too far. Instead, I pick up a white button down shirt, pressed pants, little shoes, and a pair of heart shaped sunglasses from my pile and get to dressing.

Putting everything on the pink bear proves to be a struggle. “Come on… tuck in your tummy!” The bear’s legs don’t want to squeeze into the pants I picked. Looks like Build-A-Bear needs more size options. After a somewhat graphic commotion involving lots of pulling, pushing, and whispered yelling, he is finally clothed.

“Jungwon better like what I picked because I don’t think that’s ever coming off.” I brush off my shirt and hope that no one was watching my heated argument with an inanimate object.

I swiftly finish up the washing part of the process, which consisted of pressured air being blown at my plush. I enjoyed seeing the bear’s fur waving around luxuriously. It really fit his vibe. I end up having to consult an employee about what to do next since my amnesiac brain likes to forget simple things: it’s naming time.

After I scan the pink bear’s tag, a naming screen is brought up. I’m given suggestions like Mr. Cuddles, Tiny, and Snuggles, but I choose to make his own name. What do I name you?

Maybe Love? Too plain. Bear? Way too basic. Pink? Pinky? I clearly don’t get around to naming things very often. If it hadn’t been for my siblings, I would have named our dog Cat.

I rack my brain for anything. At this point, the next thing that pops into my head is gonna be his name. No turning back. And my brain provides. Sir Loves-a-lot is inexplicably forged in the depths of my mind, and it shall be the name of this honorable bear.

I imagine a knighting ceremony for Sir Loves-a-lot and enter his name into the computer. It goes through and I get a printed certificate with his name on it. I’m extremely excited to give him to Jungwon and see his reaction.

Jungwon seems to be finishing up at the washing station, so I pay and wait near the entrance of Build-A-Bear. I swing around my finished bear, which is tucked neatly into a bag so Jungwon can’t see it yet. Our date is soon to reach its peak: when we get to see our finished products.

“Hey! Look what I have!” Jungwon skips over to me in a playful manner. His joy envelops me as he gets nearer. His eyes are alight with what looks to be the same thing I’m currently feeling. Is it love?

I show off my bag, my competitive side instantly coming out. “I’ve got yours right here too! If you want to see it… you’ll have to catch me!”

Adrenaline shoots through me as I take off running, Jungwon quickly shifting into a quick runner. My laughs impair my speed as I hiccup and yell, Jungwon’s voice matching my own. We both giggle like idiots while our shoes run thin on the hard ground and our bags crinkle with the whip of the wind.

“Got you!” Jungwon takes care not to throw me onto the ground, instead grabbing my shirt and pulling me to his chest. He lets out an umph as I knock into him full force, still reeling from the sudden shift in direction.

“Jungwon!” A shriek of laughter explodes out of me as we tumble to the concrete with a soft thump. No one is around as we breath off our fit of giggles, still in a heap.

“Looks like my bear made it.” He lifts up his unscatched bag. “Can I say the same of yours?”

A strike of fear hits me, but quickly dissolves when I see my bag looks fine. “I am pleased to report that Combat Bear Number 2 has survived.”

“Combat Bear Number 2? Don’t tell me that’s his name. What a mouthful!” He puts a hand to his chest and sighs dramatically.

“Don’t be stupid, I named him Sir— wait! Don’t try and cheat!” I softly whack him on the shoulder, earning a look of faux-sadness.

“Ouch. But you named him Sir… something. What a noble name! Of course, nothing but the best can come from you.” He holds out the Build-A-Bear bag. “But I’m actually dying to exchange these, so swap?”

“If that isn’t the most relatable thing ever.” I hand him my bag and he gives me his. “You can open mine first!”

“Ooh, don’t mind if I do.” He eagerly opens the bag and pulls out the tissue-paper wrapped bear. The material easily comes off and he holds it up. His eyes seem to glow with delight.

“Oh my gosh.” Jungwon swipes at Sir Loves-a-lot’s fur, fascinated by the heart-shaped ruffles. “He’s so cute! His clothes are... so tight,” His face betrays his confusion, and I snicker as he speaks, “but he looks hella fashionable! I really hope mine will live up to these standards.” He seems to get nervous so I hold his hands to try and calm him down.

“What do you think I named him?”

His mouth shapes into an “O” and he pulls out the certificate. His previously timid face transforms immediately as he reads it.

“Sir Loves-a-lot? Why?! So cheesy but so good!” He crumples onto himself, his head coming to a rest between his knees. I’m overjoyed by his reaction and I press forward to hug his side.

“I love him so much. I’ll cherish him forever.” He looks at me pointedly, almost like he’s trying to tell me something. He switches course though, gesturing to the bag that lies at my feet. “Now open yours!”

I cross my legs to get more comfortable, and I open the bag, wondering what he made for me. My heart dances when I see what he chose. It’s a blue bear with stars in her fur and white wings protruding from her back. I didn’t even see it when I was picking my bear for him.

“Woah…” I hold her up, noticing a soft scent coming from her fur. When I lift the bear up to my nose, I can detect citrus. “Jungwon, you made her smell like lemons! I love lemon… and—and look how pretty! All the stars, and the color… she’s perfect.”

I look at the certificate, all bright and new, and see her name: Mrs. Lovey. Mrs., not Ms.

Jungwon looks at me innocently. “What do you think, am I making my point clear? The future is never far away and I—”

I can’t help but turn away as I feel a prickle in my eyes. Never will I ever cry on a date.

“Awww! Don’t cry, you’ll make me cry!” Jungwon leaps towards me, catching me off-guard. I end up falling backwards with a yelp, but he throws his hand under my head and catches me before I can slam into the concrete.

We stare at each other for what seems like hours but is in actuality only seconds. The silence is loud, but Jungwon slices right through it when he whispers to me, “Is this a kdrama?”

“And… off!” I sit up, hugging my bear closer to me. I’m overwhelmed by Jungwon’s confession. He wants us to really stay together. As in, I’d be his “one”.

“Is—is that what you want too? It’s okay if not, I’ll understand if you wouldn’t be ready, even in the months it would take to get there, unless sooner is better, and I—” He rambles, more emotional than I am, before I put a finger to his lips.

“Yeah, it’s what I want too. I think we should go with your plan, um, wait a little longer since we’re so young and I don’t want to scare my parents.” That earns a laugh out of us both. “But the answer to “would I want it?” is definitely yes!”

Jungwon hugs me tightly, squealing in my ear. I squeal right back, suddenly lighter than ever.

“Dude, I want to say something. Yep, here I go. I— I love you!” Jungwon yells out to me, loud enough to wake up everyone half-way across the world. My heart expands when he says it. I want to scream it back and kiss him under the blue sky, but he continues speaking.

“Okay, look, even though I would have totally respected you for saying you wouldn’t want what I want, I’m feeling so relieved right now. Like whooh! I could jump off a plane! Ride the biggest wave! Sir Loves-a-lot here would come with me, wouldn’t you?” He high fives his bear.

I’m confused when his eyebrow raises. “Did you put a sound in him? Why didn’t you tell me?” Truthfully, I’d forgotten too. However, I smirk as I remember what I recorded.

“Press it.” I urge him to push on the bear’s paw, and he does, putting it near his ear so he can hear it better. The clear sound of my voice comes through, bringing waves of pink, soft love to both Jungwon and I.

“I really, really love you.”

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Charlie

Uh... Hello? Anybody still here? I haven't been around in years and years. But I keep my fandoms stored in some corner of my brain waiting for something to tug them out. And of all things this time it was Taylor Swift re-releasing her old songs, because I used to imagine so many percabeth scenes listening to "Fearless". So have this little something that's been sitting unfinished in my archives for years now.

Remember that time Percy saw Sadie Kane and thought “Hey, this is what mine and Annabeth’s daughter would look like”? Yes.

(Also there are small nods to that fic I wrote about Logan, Hidden Heritage, but I've been meaning to re-write it someday because there were SO MANY PLOT HOLES omg)

When they find out it’s a girl it’s a bit too soon to know for sure, or so the doctor tells them. They’ll have to wait for the next appointment to know for certain. “So don’t go buying any tiny dresses yet,” he jokes and they laugh along, but they’ve been together for approximately eighteen years now, they can tell what the other’s thinking with a glance and the ecstatic grin that breaks through their lips lets him know they’re on the same page. Too late. They’re already thinking plush bow and arrows and a Merida costume for her first Halloween.

Percy tries to keep his cool. As the weeks progress, he tries not to get his hopes up, but in his heart he knows already. They hadn’t really had a preference before, they’d been too happy knowing their baby was fully human and had all its limbs (with the number of deities they’d pissed off, you never knew), but a little girl? It feels right after their two boys, it feels like their family will be complete.

(He thinks about a slight blonde girl with streaked hair and a British accent dropping from the sky on a magic camel, remembers thinking “if Annabeth and I had a daughter…” and his chest squeezes tight with happiness so raw he has a little trouble breathing)

When the doctor beams at them next appointment and says “Congratulations, Jackson family, it really is a girl,” he’s not surprised, but no less elated. He doesn’t hear the lame joke about Jackson Five, he’s too busy trying to be a manly man and not burst into tears because he’s going to have a daughter. When Annabeth’s in the other room paying for the appointment, and he’s waiting for the doctor to print the really impressive high tech 3D picture of the ultrasound, the man asks him “So did you go ahead and buy a tiny dress anyway?”

Percy blushes.

The man shakes his head in amusement. “Every time”.

His work colleagues, proud dads of little girls themselves, try to terrorize him with tales of tea parties and future boyfriends, and Percy thinks somewhere in the middle of all that teasing they mean well, but really, he’s mostly annoyed. It’s not like he’s new to parenthood, he’s got two sons already and they seem to be turning out okay, and before, when Logan and Nathan were just a nice dream for the future, there was Estelle, the little sister Percy had never expected, but loved to bits all the same.

And then Charlie is born.

She’s tiny, warm and pink, all curled up in her yellow cable-knit blanket, a tuft of blonde hair peeking out of a tiny, tiny beanie, features scrunched into the most adorable variation of a grumpy face. He’s not new to parenthood, he’s been here twice before, but the rush of affection and protectiveness and awe and raw love is just as genuine. He’s smiling like a dork, can’t seem to stop, walking from side to side, avidly searching her traits. She’s bigger than Nate was when he’d been born, but smaller than Logan. Her hair was light, like Nate’s, would it stay blonde or darken with time? Would her eyes be like his or Annabeth’s? And oh, she had her mother’s nose (they all did).

It never fails to amaze him how such a small, vulnerable being can shake up his whole world until it’s made a space for her. And he’s done this before, he’s no first time sailor this time, he’d thought he had it all under control. But she blinks and looks up at him with half-lidded eyes and a frowny face and—they’re green. Her eyes are the blue-green Logan’s are, Percy’s are.

(He’s got two sons who are his life, and he does love all his children equally, but holding his daughter for the first time, he thinks he understands his friends’ warnings. He doesn’t love her more, it’s just… different. It’s special.)

When he goes back to work, Nick takes one look at him and bursts into laughter. He claps him on the shoulder in commiseration.

“I told you.”

He’s completely wrapped around her finger already.

It’s not too different, he finds out. Especially having been pre-trained by Estelle. He’s got to brush up on his Disney princess knowledge, and hair braiding skills. He hasn’t gotten much better at color coordinating the polka dotted bows and tiny shoes, but Charlie is really forgiving. She is a very happy baby, much happier and easy going than any of the boys had been.

She’s also fucking crazy.

She is smaller and skinnier than her brothers, likes to wear frilly dresses and talk to plush animals and dance around the house in a pink tutu, but she’s wild. She never learned to crawl, just held on to the couch until she was wobbling on two feet, and it seemed like the very next day she was running across the house, the mall, the park, and if he turned his eyes away for one second, she was shooting off in the streets and nearly getting run over.

He’d found her dangling from the kitchen cabinets, trying to reach the cowering cat. She had a phase when she thought she could fly and she would climb furniture and stairs and the window sill and just… Launch herself into the air expecting her flying powers to manifest spontaneously. If they hadn’t been trying to raise them away from the whole mythological world, he would have sat her down and clarified that she had the wrong Olympian Grandparent in mind. She might have had more luck jumping into the ocean.

She had a way to jut out her lower lip, and turn those big green eyes on him that could render his every effort to be a responsible parental presence useless.

Besides, she was so funny. He could never muster enough anger to discipline her, because if he found her on the kitchen table covered in peanut butter, somehow sporting a very sticky Mohawk, and looking entirely unapologetic, well, he just couldn’t stop laughing.

One day he’s coming home from work and he hasn’t even pulled the key from the lock when Charlie calls out ‘you’re back daddy,’ in what sounds vaguely like a new jersey accent. He finds her sitting on the floor of the living room, drowning in one of Annabeth’s bathrobes, pink plastic barbie sunglasses on, holding a pooh bear sippy cup with one hand and a pinky stretched out.

“Charlie, what are you doing?”

“It’s wine Wednesday, daddy.”

“It’s what?”

“Wine Wednesday.”

He had half a mind to check if her sippy cup actually contained wine because they hid their alcohol way up in the cabinets she can’t reach but that girl could climb like a monkey. He knows he should follow that remark up with some kind of questioning of where she’d even heard of ‘wine Wednesdays’ and then explain that kids don’t drink wine or some other kind of responsible parent speech, but a sudden burst of incredulous laughter bubbles up in his throat and he takes refuge in the kitchen, lest he encourages her behavior.

He finds Annabeth there, hand over her mouth, clearly in stitches over their daughter’s performance. He wants to question if she gave her permission to wear her bathrobe but finding his wife nearly doubled over in silent laughter in the kitchen is too much and he finally lets out the guffaw he’d been trying to hold on to.

It’s not the first time Charlie leaves them breathless with laughter, and he’s almost scared of what she’s going to cook up in the future.

Charlie is a hellion.

There isn’t one person safe from her pranks, but she’s so adorable she hardly ever catches hell for it, and she’s learning to use it in her favor – thankfully, just in time for her parents to develop immunity to her puppy eyes. And she’s… difficult, yes, but not always, and not in a terrible way. For all her climbing the roof, organizing illegal cookie sales, getting in fights with her classmates, she’s not a bad kid. She’s got Percy’s penchant for befriending the kids no one wants to go near, and defending her ragtag team of losers. She’s loyal to a fault, and it gets her in trouble often.

She and Nate have epic jealousy fights over everything, including – but not limited to – Logan’s attention, the crayons, the biggest piece of cake and all the videogame characters in the world are not enough, they will always want whatever the other picked. It gives them many, many headaches. Logan, on the other hand, positively spoils her, and whenever Charlie gets in trouble they can be sure to find her hiding behind her big brother while he gives them this solemn look and says “It’s ok, mom and dad, Charlie promises she won’t do it again. We’ve talked.”

When the whole “Logan being attacked by a dracanae in school and thus finding out his Olympian heritage” debacle came to pass, and they started frequenting camp again, there was nowhere in the entire Camp Charlie would rather be than the stables. She’d spend hours there with the Aphrodite kids, brushing the pegasi and talking to them endlessly about all her classmates and her friends, and her dolls, and her new dress, and the new book grandma gave her. It was all really cute until Percy realized the pegasi were talking back, and she fully understood their replies.

And it’s funny, really, because Logan had taken after Percy, to a point where bathing him had been hard as a child because he tended to stay dry in the tub, and Nathan was Annabeth to a T, but Charlie was a perfect mix of them both.

He guesses it makes sense it would be so explosive.

When Charlie is twelve, she gets kicked out of school.

Percy is not overly worried about it himself – the number of schools he’d been kicked out of reached double digits, and this was only her first – but he is worried about how she will feel. Getting the boot from a place that’s housed you for years, where your friends are, where everyone already knows you and having to start over is never pleasant, no matter how used to it you were.

He’d expected the school to have gotten tired of all her pranks and misbehaving, which was fair, he guessed. But when Annabeth comes home from the meeting with the school director, she is seething, and not at their daughter. Charlie is angry too. In fact, it’s the first time he’s ever seen his daughter well and truly pissed off. The two of them are a sight for nightmares, both blondes standing side by side ranting with righteous fury, they look ready to start a revolution. What he gets from her angry snarls and Charlie’s rushed rambling is that Charlie had talked back to a teacher that was picking on the autistic kid and demeaning the thirteen year old who was repeating sixth grade.

She’d called him a brain-washing small minded overgrown bully who, he was quoting, didn’t get enough love from his parents.

And Percy is so proud his eyes even get a little misty.

Because he’s getting old and sentimental and raising kids is very hard. No one knows what they’re doing, not one person, not even the fancy psychologists with those books on raising perfect, well rounded, high-achieving members of society that Annabeth insisted on reading when she was pregnant with Logan. You do your best and you hope for the best, and you don’t know what you get until it’s basically too late to do anything about it. And even if he did have the best mom in the history of the entire world to draw example from, he was also half of an absent Olympian father whose heritage condemned him to dance in and out of battlefields half his life.

He’s always been terrified of being a crap father.

He looks at Charlie cussing out with every mild version of actual cuss words, stalking around the kitchen like a little lioness in a cage, furious at the unfairness of the whole situation, caring less about being expelled and more about who was going to defend her friends from that awful teacher when she’s gone.

His daughter is only twelve, but she’s already so brave, such a force of nature. She won’t stand for injustice, and she won’t take insult lying down. And she’s so kind. She’s growing up, and the person she is slowly turning out to be… is good.

And something in his heart shifts and settles down, smooths over old fears and anxious thoughts.

Percy doesn’t mean to brag, but he thinks he’s not doing half bad as a parent.

#fanfic #pjo #percabeth #percabeth kids #charlie jackson #back at it again with the old unfinished fics #percabeth fanfic

[yamaita]

𝐁𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝-𝐚-𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝

⋮☰ | Going to build-a-bear with Kuroo and Tsukishima

♡ | 712

♡ | Yeah I have no idea 😔 I just know that if I ever do he I bf this is in my bucket list ;P

— [💌] ; Kuroo Tetsurou

You and Kuroo heard of this new shop that opened at the mall, so you decided why not check it out. "A teddy bear making shop?" Kuroo said, titling his head, he seemed pretty interested so why not give it a try. Going inside he was amazed at the selection of clothes for teddy bears! "Y/N! Y/N! We can make them wear a tuxedo!!" Kuroo was more excited than the kids there, it was cute 🥺

You chuckled as Kuroo continued to drag you through the aisles of clothes, "Kuroo, we should pick a bear first," You said, "Oh yeah!" he smiled, checking out the bears. Then his eyes landed on a pastel swirl patterned kitten. Tugging on your sleeve as he points to it, "That one," He said, "Oh! It's cute," You smiled, picking up the unstuffed plush as you both agreed on getting it. "Is this our unofficial child?" You joked, "Yeah, it'll do for now," He winked, you gave the plush to the worker as she pumped the cotton inside.

After stuffing the cat, you went ahead and picked out a heart, both wishing on it 🥺 "Hey, what should we call it?" Kuroo asked, holding the cat close to him. "Hmm, how about Kuroo jr?" You narrowed your eyes at him, "Hmm maybe not then.." He stuttered, you two really couldn't decide on a name. "Ah! I know Kei!" He said, pretty proud of himself. "Isn't that Tsukishima's first name?" You asked.

"Uh.. no?" Kuroo declined, you shrugged it off as you typed in the name of your cat, Kei. Now you two are proud and responsible parents ! Walking out the store with a new stuff toy you, you know Kuroo would show it off to his team tomorrow.

— [💌] ; Tsukishima Kei

He thought it was weird, he clearly didn't know why you would go through such a hassle to get a teddy bear. "But Kei! It could be like our child!" He grimaced at that statement, listen, he didn't mean to be mean or whatever. He rejected your offer so you puffed up your cheeks, "Ah, fine I'll just get Kageyama to have one with me, since my own boyfriend–" You didn't get to finish your sentence as he whisked you away.

"Fine, just stop whining," He rolled his eyes, he felt like he was being held hostage. So you two headed to the mall, seeing the large store it was easily filled with kids and their parents. "Oh Kei right there!" You said, pulling his wrist as you walked over the unstuffed teddy bears. "We should dress our bear with glasses," You poked your tongue out at him. He scoffed, rolling his eyes, "Whatever, let's just get this done with," Even if Tsukishima doesn't look like he's having fun, he is on the inside don't worry ;)

He enjoyed seeing you gush over these things, it was really cute but he won't tell you !! "Okay I got everything settled!" You said, your hands were full of the bear's clothes and accessories ranging from a volleyball jersey..? To sunglasses and shoes. "Why are you buying so many clothes for a toy?" He asked, "Because our baby deserves everything nice!" You said, as you two proceeded to the staff to help you stuff your bear. Now comes the naming, "Well? What should we name it?" You asked, nudging Tsukishima.

"It's your choice.." Tsukishima said, "Huh? But this our bear, our makeshift child!" You smiled, Tsukishima had to hold something because if he hadn't he probably would've tumbled back because of your smile 🥺 "Tsk– pushy as ever," He said, averting his eyes away from you. "Well?" You asked once again, "Carlos," He muttered as a joke, "Kei! You're so horrible with names," You grumbled, he was just saving the best name for the real thing, if you know what I mean..

"Let's just hurry up!" He said, not handling anymore. "Ugh fine," you said typing up some name. You took the certificate and rang up the cashier, as you paid Tsukishima asked. "What did you name it?"

"Four eyes," you joked, Tsukishima's eyes widening. "Hah?!" He didn't believe it, but you didn't let him see the certificate as the actual name was yours and Tsukki's ship name 😳

[🏷️] @hurtbycanonthoughts @apollosblues @hajibee @atsumvs @tsukkaria @0kid0kiw0ki @boosyboo9206 @vyisa @milkbread-and-coffee

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu tsukishima #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #Tsukishima kei

[sortavibing]

Hello! I was wondering if I could get a haikyuu matchup (:

I go by she/her and I’m bi.

I’m an ENFP-T (7w8). Sag sun, Aries moon, and Aquarius rising.

Personality wise I’m very outgoing around my friends, but I do tend to be more hesitant with new people. My love languages are quality time and acts of service. I love helping people but I’m not really a fan of getting help from others. I’m an open minded person and people tend to come to me with their problems. I ask a lot of questions and I remember those things about people. People have called me a bimbo multiple times JSNDNDBDKKD. I’m not stupid I’m just dumb. I get annoyed pretty easily sometimes (at the dumbest things too) so I like to spend time alone. I also distance myself from people when I feel like I’m being annoying lol. I’m also very energetic.

Hobbies: I play Minecraft and other games, I like watching anime, and I like reading. I collect stuffed animals and I take turns sleeping with them so none of them feel left out. Another hobby of mine is not sleeping on school nights 😀.

What I look for in a partner:

Funny (they have to be funny),understanding, honest, loyal. I want someone who can match my energy at least sometimes.

Appearance:

I’m naturally dirty blonde with green eyes. I wear glasses too. I have freckles and eye bags (even when I sleep a lot). I’m pretty pale but not that pale but like pale. I really like the mall goth style. I’m 5’5-5’6.

hello! thank you for requesting! ack i’m in love with the mall goth style and i’m trying to dress like it more (but i have to money to buy clothes lmao)

generating matchup...

matchup: complete

i match you up with bokuto!

bokuto is the literal definition of a himbo, so you guys were drawn to each other by your pure chaotic energy. once you got to know him better, you guys just became even more crazy and energetic when you are with each other, and boktuo loves how you are able to match his excited energy and don’t get tired of his outgoing nature easily.

since you collect stuffed animals, he will get you plushes that remind you of him, and he will get matching ones for him as well, so if he ever is missing you, the plush will remind you of him. he will make you name every single one of your stuffed animals, and he will remember all of them, and when he goes into your room, he’ll address all of them.

sometimes, you will invite him to play Minecraft with you, and while you are actually doing something productive, like collecting wood or building a house, he will be trying to beat a creeper with his fist, because he just doesn’t know better. by the end of like, 3 hours, he has died so many times and you always had to go find him, because he cannot navigate the world, no matter how many times you try to help him. the entire game is really funny because he is trying to be helpful, but failing miserably.

due to bokuto’s frequent mood changes, you have become his new “mood brightener”, so if he ever goes into “emo mode”, you will be the one to get him back to his normal self, and you are able to do it pretty well, to the relief of his entire volleyball team. akaashi is very grateful for you because he doesn’t have to be the only one to deal with bokuto.

he loves to go on spontaneous dates outside with you, so during the summer you guys spend a lot of time together, whether it is hiking, going to the beach, or just exploring the city. bokuto just loves to be around you, and since he doesn’t really want to plan things out every time you guys meet up, all of your dates are pretty chaotic, but end up being a lot of fun.

you have so many videos of you guys just doing dumb impulsive stuff, and you post them all on a snapchat private story, and whoever sees it gets slightly concerned for you and bokuto’s sanity, but they have learned not to question it. your favorite video that you took was when bokuto was dancing and singing in the streets at night, and he accidentally ran into a lamppost. you were laughing at him, and got too focused on him and then bumped into a lamppost as well, which in turn made bokuto crack up.

bokuto will want to try some of your interests, and since one of those are reading, he will start the book that you were reading at the moment, but he got bored really easy, because he hates sitting still for too long, and in like 15 minutes he was bothering you and asking you to practice volleyball. you had to agree, because he was giving you the puppy dog eyes, but after that he gave you some alone time to read, since he doesn’t want you to do everything for him.

you got him to try the mall goth style one time, but since the clothes weren’t that breathable, and there was a lot of jewelry getting in the way of his energetic energy, he didn’t really like it, but whenever you wear it, he thinks you look amazing, and will not stop telling you how pretty you look. (he will take so many pictures as well, though most of them are kinda blurry)

if he ever is up late, you guys will call each other and just talk about the most random shit ever, and sometimes it gets deep, but most of the time your convos are just complete crack. you and bokuto will just vibe with each other, you laying in bed as you watch him doing crazy stuff or vice versa, until one of you (usually bokuto) falls asleep.

overall, you guys are such a cute couple, and are always able to add excitement to whatever you are doing. bokuto will never think of going behind your back, and he will always be sure to tell you the truth, because he wants to be sure that you trust him a lot. he loves to be around you, and he never wants his happy memories with you to end.

i hope you enjoyed!

#haikyuu #haikyuu matchups #haikyu #bokuto #kotarou bokuto #haikyuu!! #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyu headcanons #haikyu imagines #bokuto headcanons #bokuto imagines #bokuto x you

[lgbtfantasy]

Cute date ideas for your S/O

Whether you’re gay, straight or bi, lesbian, transgender life (You were born this way, baby) (In my case, bisexual female, straight male S/O)

+Go to Build a Bear (no, I don’t support DD/LG, I just like plushes!) and make bear versions of each other. Record something special, and exchange the bears. YES, this costs money. I never said this would be free.

+Go on a picnic. (Yes, it’s winter. Wait till spring to do this.)

+Pick a place and COMMIT. TO. MEETING. UP. THERE. I personally don’t live with my S/O, and I also don’t live near him. He lives in a different city than me, the same state though. (for example; S/O and I are meeting in Philly this weekend.)

+Go to the mall. All my first dates have been at some kind of mall since there’s a lot to do and it’s a great place to have fun.

+Go to a movie. Yes, cliche. But it’s a cliche for a reason. Make sure you’re both interested though. For example, the last date my S/O and I went on was to see Avengers: Endgame. I saw it for the same reason I see all the Marvel movies. Because I love them. My friend has this joke that I “Kidnapped Steve and Peggy and raised them as my own,” Because of my fanfictions.

+Go thrifting. It’s fun, *usually inexpensive, and you can wear whatever you buy on your next date.

+Go to a cemetery. Explore. See idea 2. Have fun planning where you’ll be buried side by side in matching coffins. It’s romantic as hell.

HOPE THIS HELPED!

Update: a few more ideas since a lot of you seemed to like this.

+watch the Addams family together to understand the last idea.

+watch the Avengers because....idk, the Avengers are great.

+two words. COUPLES 👏 COSPLAY 👏

Stay tuned for my next post where I'll be listing cosplay ideas!

#Ghostcore #Date ideas #cute #ldr #dating #bisexual #thebisexualcrow

[yourkeeperoftherunners]

Unparalleled Service [BTS Jimin]

Plot: So your best friend’s a little obsessed with Ariana Grande and happens to have a sour break-up with her beau. She thinks dragging you to Tiffany and Co warrants drinking too many complimentary beverages and bragging about the silver friendship jewelry she’s buying for spite. “She’s a mess,” you grumbled as she dragged one clerk off to look at something. “Don’t worry, my colleague has her all taken care of,” the blonde replied with a smile. “How may I assist you today?”

Rating: PG-13 (Language, slight drunken behavior, bad break-up)

Characters: Tiffany and Co. Clerk!Jimin x Female Reader, Samantha OC, Tiffany and Co. Clerk!Taemin

Notes: Part of the Unparalleled Service series I’ve planned. I own nothing except for the idea and setting. Inspired by the author’s personal encounters with the rare friendly or welcoming clerks in high end brand boutiques. This one is inspired by Ariana Grande’s backstory for her single “7 Rings”.

“I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!” Sam blubbered as she sobbed into your shoulder.

You patted her on the back and let her cry some more, resisting the urge to say, “I told you so.”

Your poor best friend had been dating Mr. Perfect in her mind. He had excellent grades, was in involved in extracurriculars, and worked out. Because they had been together since high school, despite being long-distance at college, everyone was waiting for him to pop the question soon.

But you had your doubts about him since day 1 – on the surface he seemed textbook perfect, but you had a bad feeling about him. You couldn’t put your finger on it, but something told you that this guy wasn’t her end game. His family wasn’t poor, but they were definitely working class, while her family had made their money in a successful family business that started with her grandparents.

About a few days ago, a guy friend of yours overheard him saying that Sam was only his bank account, admitting that she was pretty, but nothing special. Of course he recorded it and shared it with both of you, leading to one hell of a messy break-up. The boyfriend insisted he was goaded by the guys into saying those things, while Sam declared it was over and that she was more than the money in the bank.

A few days later, you decided to check in on Sam, bringing over her favorite foods and a cute Krunk plush you saw at Hot Topic. You knocked on the door of her apartment and frowned when you heard a husky voice chanting, “I want it, I got it” over and over.

“Hey!” Sam said as she yanked the door open. “Aww you’re the best Y/N! Come in, come in!”

“Please tell me you blocked his number,” you asked as you came and pulled the snacks out.

“Oh definitely,” she replied. She ran to her computer and paused the song that was playing. “Sorry, I was listening to Ari’s new hit – I’m obsessed and it’s such a revelation! I mean, she went through that breakup with Pete and I went through a breakup...”

“Oh yeah,” you mumbled as you stashed the ice cream in the freezer. You turned to face her and asked what she wanted to do.

Sam straightened up and studied your outfit. “Sorry, do you have anything nicer?”

“Um thanks?” you replied, trying not to look offended.

“No I didn’t mean it like that!” she backtracked. “Hang on, let me try this again. Look, I don’t wanna sit at home and mope over romcoms. Ari’s track made me think and I realized that an engagement ring is overrated. If I get something sparkly to mark something, I should be getting friendship jewelry with you, my true blue bestie.”

“Aww thanks, but I don’t see why I need to change my clothes,” you said.

“Did you know that Ari took her besties to Tiffany’s and bought matching rings after her split with Pete?”

You shook your head and waited for Sam to explain what she had in mind.

“We’re gonna doll ourselves up, look as rich as fuck, and we’re gonna go to Tiffany’s and get matching jewelry,” she declared.

“Now?”

“Oh hell yes now.”

“I’m buying okay?” she insisted once you got to the mall. “No, you’re not fighting with me on this! No friend has ever been there for me like you have Y/N. Whatever you want, I’m buying okay?”

“Oh okay, I...thank you,” you murmured. “You know I’ll always be your friend, jewelry or no jewelry.”

She nudged you and replied that she knew that. “That’s why you’re the best Y/N, you don’t care if I’m rich or not. That’s why I wanna treat you. Okay?”

You nodded and allowed her to link arms with you as you walked into Tiffany’s.

“I called ahead,” she explained as she walked to the counter. She greeted the woman behind the counter and explained that she made an appointment for a personal shopping experience.

The woman looked up the name and nodded, excusing herself to grab the clerks who would be assisting you.

“Probably the only time I’ll ever come in here,” you murmured, low enough for no one to hear.

The woman returned with two handsome young men dressed in dark suits, introducing them as Taemin and Jimin. Both greeted you with pleasant smiles and part of you had to wonder if Sam begged to have the cutest guys waiting on you.

“Before we begin, may we offer you ladies something to drink?” Taemin asked.

“Champagne please,” Sam spoke up as she stepped closer to him.

You flashed Taemin a small smile and replied that you were content with water for now. The clerk turned to his colleague, who excused himself to retrieve the beverages you requested.

“Oh absolutely not!” Sam declared, shaking her head violently. “This is a best friends occasion – she’s the only one who stuck by my side when my asshole ex tried to go all scrub on me!”

Taemin flashed a sympathetic look at Sam, tilting his head as he reassured her that she was more than just her money.

You resisted the urge to laugh behind your Evian bottle, watching as Sam dragged Taemin to the display where some of the designer collaborations were housed.

“I’m guessing things must have ended recently?” Jimin asked.

You nodded and shook your head, muttering that Sam was a mess. “I love her like a sister and I know break-ups suck,” you added. “...Look I’m not ungrateful for this outing, but you can thank Ariana Grande for inspiring this whole thing.”

Jimin chuckled before turning his attention to you. “Please don’t worry Miss Y/N, my colleague has her all taken care of. How may I assist you?”

You capped the Evian and shrugged, explaining that she wanted you to pick out a piece for yourself as a symbol of your friendship, no budget set. “But I don’t want to go for the most expensive thing here,” you said. “Maybe something understated but easy for every day.”

Jimin nodded as he looked over at the displays. “Is there a jewelry item you wear more often?”

You gave it some thought and watched as Sam tried on a bracelet out of the corner of your eye. You always wore earrings, but you tended to stick to a plain pair of small hoops – they were easy to coordinate with your outfits and you could sleep in them without weird marks. Subconsciously your hand went to tuck a strand of hair behind an ear and Jimin took note of the standard small hoops you were wearing.

“How long have you had those?” he asked, pointing to your earrings.

You paused, meeting his his eyes as your hand remained in place behind your ear. “Um, I don’t know? Maybe since I got my ears pierced? It’s been a while.”

Jimin hummed, eyes glancing over to his colleague who was assisting Sam. He beckoned for you to follow him to a display, and you took another swig from the Evian bottle before standing on one side of the display case to look at the items.

He unlocked the case from his side and pulled out a few pairs of earrings. “I don’t know if you prefer a Tiffany iconic style like our Return to Tiffany series,” he mused, pushing the small heart studs forward, “or if you want something that’s a bit more of a statement. Did you want something from the same collection as your friend?”

You snapped your head over toward Sam and then looked back at Jimin. “What is she looking at?”

Jimin retrieved a pair of delicate earrings with an oval gemstone hanging from a lever back earring. The top of the gemstone was decorated with two leaves in gold metal, making you think of olives for some reason.

“Our Olive Leaf Drop Earrings, which is from the Paloma Picasso line,” Jimin explained. “Your friend is looking at the bracelet in the same line.” He pulled a few more pairs out, each with a different gem stone. “Do you see one you prefer?”

Your eyes scanned over the choices and you pointed to a pair in your favorite gemstone color. He put the other ones back in the case and you asked if you could try them on. He nodded and turned to the back counter to grab a mirror for you to use.

You removed your hoop earrings and placed them carefully on the counter. You removed one earring from the display post and opened the lever, carefully inserting it into the hole. You closed the backing before retrieving the second earring and placing it in the other ear.

Jimin studied you before you fixed your hair so you could see both ears clearly in the mirror. He nodded in approval with a smile and you took a closer look at your reflection.

The earrings struck a nice balance between a slight upgrade to your current pair and being classy enough to wear anywhere for almost any occasion. You blinked as you stared at yourself, turning your head side to side to see each ear clearly.

“OOH! I LIKE!” Sam chirped as she looked over at you. “Is that a yes?”You looked up and nodded with a small smile. She beamed as she flashed her bracelet from the same collection, declaring it was perfect.

“Here you are ladies,” Taemin said as he presented 2 Tiffany blue bags to you. “Thank you again for shopping with us and please feel free to contact us if you have any other needs.”

Sam took her bag and thanked Taemin, while you thanked Jimin with a polite smile. You picked up your bag and linked arms with Sam as you headed out into the mall.

“So...he was cute, right?”

“Who?” you asked.

“Oh come on, Jimin!” Sam insisted. “He seemed into you.”

“Don’t start,” you warned her. “This is about friends today.”

She sighed and draped her arm over your shoulders. “You’re right, but if I’m not gonna get my man, you should.” She pointed to your bag and bet that you probably got his business card.

You rolled your eyes and dug around in the small bag, feeling around for a card. Your fingers found something and you carefully lifted it up to see it was indeed a business card.

#BTS Jimin #BTS Jimin AU #Park Jimin #Park Jimin AU #BTS AU #yourkeeperoftherunners original #number 2753

[pokemagines]

JAPAN TRIP 2k19 with Mod Elesa (1/?)

hey n’yall it’s mod elesa, lemme tell u bout my japan trip! u can find some of the photos of these events on my instagram @atel2er! i didn’t want to flood this post with pictures hehe ,,

GENERAL STUFF

went for school, study abroad trip to study visualization and simulation of “serious games” that businesses buy and use (but i dont feel like talking abt it since this is the FUN POST

may 10-26

the flight was 11 hours, p easy, i didn’t know anybody going into the trip because i didn’t go to any of the meetings HAHhaHEHA

whatever. everyone on the trip initially came off as if they had yellow fever and i was like ... i’m really not trying to interact with FETISHIZERS

turns out they were all really cool! only this one kid was a real weeaboo who was greasy and tall and a neckbeard who kept talking about being “culturally insensitive” and speaking japanese constantly to the teacher and the TA like ... ok patrick we get it you flex

i stayed in a hotel in shinjuku! everything is so small and i used the bidets for the first time and WOO chile that shit feels FUNKY on your asshole

i visited shinjuku major (kabukicho aka red light district, couple other places!), ikebukuro (THE MEGA POKEMON CENTER), mt fuji, fuji q highland, akihabara, hamamatsucho (area where tokyo tower is), HARAJUKU, and the emperor’s palace! i’m probably forgetting some places since we went to a lot of temples and shrines that were cool ...

the public transportation in japan is scarily on time.. like, by the second. they apologize if they’re one minute early and will wait until the scheduled time before they move omg

the subway stations have their own jingles! they kind of act as an alarm system because a lot of people sleep on the subway (which is why people generally don’t talk on it) and will recognize the jingle for their stop!

the crowded hours on the subway are noon and 6-8pm... like, its insane. it’s actually packed like sardines in there. 

EVERYONE THERE IS SO SHORT.... i was taller than a lot of the grown men there (i’m 5′4″ or 162 cm for reference) and most people were around 5 feet tall... the only people taller than me were some kids around my age and this gaggle of japanese schoolgirls who were like 5′7+ and i was like. sis you’re 13, why are you that tall

pokemon is EXTREMELY prevalent in japan wherever you go. there’s pikachu stickers on taxis, pikachu is on ads on the subway and at the AIRPORT, pokemon go is widely played by a lot of people and so many of the people in my group played it so i got conned into playing again. i leveled up 5 times within 3 days and honestly? i’m god

anime is very normal there... i know that sounds all “weeby” but a lot of normal shops had animated mascots and there were ads for anime all over the place. 

literally gacha machines everywhere i spent a lot of coins on gacha machines plz kill me

the homies in japan loooove crepes. they sold so many crepes. everywhere. just crepes. also spaghetti carbonara! and corndogs HAHAHA

the food there is so cheap but SOOO GOOD. sushi isn’t all that expensive at all?? like a set of 16 pieces is 1080Y... meanwhile that cost in america is like. $6000 HAHAHAHAH. 

very humid? at all times? also the RAIN is debilitating if u make one wrong step you will slip and die (like i did! i stepped on a tile and fucking fell into a puddle! i have bruises still!)

SHINJUKU (detective pikachu day, may 10)

i went to go see detective pikachu on its release day in shinjuku! before that, i went to a couple sega buildings--

the sega buildings are 4 story buildings FILLED with claw machines holding stuffed animals, figurines, candy, all kinds of stuff. when i went, there was a lot of detective pikachu-related stuff. i saw this detective pikachu hat in one of the machines and spent 1000Y (about $10) or 10 attempts at the claw machine ... i still can’t believe i got it ... nobody was there to see it besides me and i YELLED when it dropped 

i wore the hat that entire day around shinjuku because i honestly felt like god. people would point at me and go like “ah! meitantei pikachu!” and smile at me. i was a celebrity. i wore the hat into the movie theatre, i wore it through the entire movie, and when i was walking out, someone tapped on my shoulder and asked for my picture. she was all nervous about her english and was like “i love your hat. may i take a picture?” and i was like omG YES U CAN... sweet bab... so that’s the first photo of me that ended up on some random person’s phone

we waited around for the mass of people to exit the theatre and then left, and we ran into her again! she asked me more questions about the hat: “did you make it?” “no, i got it in a claw machine in the sega building.” she looked dumbfounded. “in shinjuku?” “yes.” “in the sega building? over there?” “yeees.” “in a claw machine?!” “yes!” “ah! i thought you made it! it’s so cute! i’m going to get one for myself.” “lol ok have fun”

i learned that its customary to stay until the very end of the credits before leaving a movie out of respect for the people who made it! meanwhile in america we walk out when the credits roll FHDSKFJS OOPIES

SHINJUKU (visit #2)

we went in the night time to go see the red light district aka kabuki-cho because thats where a lot of the bars are

i don’t drink so i didn’t join the people who went to the bars to get CRUNK, so i dragged two other guys with me and we walked around the red light district

I SAW SO MANY HOST CLUBS. so many maid cafes. so many bars. i saw a love hotel too... i was like... i wanna go inside... Blease... and my friends were like “you’re so weird KHEDJFSk” and im like “I WAS GOOGLING THESE IN CLASS TODAY, I DIDN’T THINK THEY WERE REAL”

my friend sean (he’s from taipei, cool guy, could read a lot of the kanji so we used him to navigate the subway HAHA) was walking with me that night and we saw this hole in the wall that had stairs going down to a peep show ... homegirl had her whole ass out on the sign... tiddies covered with caution tape ... i said MAAM?

one of the signs in kabuki-cho had a woman doing straight up ahegao with (what i’m pretty sure was) nut on her face. it was a small sign and i was the only one who saw it. i lost my shit. it was the funniest thing ever

kabuki-cho is really really dirty... like people straight up litter all the time bc there’s no trashcans around? so people throw their shit on the ground? and everyone steps on it... very seedy area, very gross, but i was absolutely enthralled with the nightlife and the blatant sexual vibes half the places had!

some dude stopped me and started speaking english saying “do you like karaoke? you should come drink with me for two hours, it’s a great price if you drink a lot” and i was like “no... i have to go home” and he’s like “come onnnn it’s a good price” and i was like. i’m not very assertive with men so i started panicking and my friend sean (A GOD AMONG MEN) started speaking chinese to him and he backed off ... i love you sean you’re so fucking COOL

IKEBUKURO (pokemon mega center)

so there’s this huge mall. i forgot the name, but it’s got like a lot of floors and they’re MASSIVE

on the 2rd floor is the MEGA POKEMON CENTER!!! i was so HYPED to go in there!!! it was teeming with people but there was just... so much stuff. all kinds of merch. they had plushies of the original 151, a shitton of really cool tshirts, a whole block for detective pikachu-themed merch (pins, socks, canvas bags, shirts, patches, hats, etc), and sooo much more. there’s a giant charizard statue when you walk in, as well as a statue of a pokestop HAHA. i was so excited and i wanted to buy so many things when i was in there bc they had stuff for all the legendaries (LATIOS AND LATIAS STUFF WERE THERE I WAS SO HAPPY)!!! literally anything you can think of, they had in some kind of pokemon print. including underwear. yeah i said it. here’s a really good article that showcases some of the stuff they sold there!

for reference, 100 yen is about 1 usd. a lot of things there were 480 yen ($4.80) or 3000Y ($30) and it was just... beautiful. 

when i was there, yen didn’t feel like it had monetary value since it’s not the currency i’m used to, so i sPENT WAY TOO MUCH AHFJKDFD

they had themed cash registers with each of the starters... i cried :’)

i actually went there a second time but it was packed for a different reason. some idol group was performing on the ground floor and a shitton of girls were screaming fanchants while their jpop boys danced LOLLL. now i know how people see kpop stans ...

AKIHABARA (i went like 8 times)

this is what i like to call my birthplace

we went to the maid cafe. of course we fucking did. i got a dreamland passport and some cat ears. THE MAIDS ALL LOVED HATSUNE MIKU

SPEAKING OF HATSUNE MIKU AKA MY GODDESS, she was pretty popular in akihabara! she was also on some posters in the subway stations (across tokyo, not just in akihabara) and was apparently having some magical mirai concert???

there’s this giant tower called radio kaikan thats right outside the akihabara station that’s filled with all sorts of anime shit. i spent so much money in there. Good God. there was a furret plush for 5400Y and i was so STINGY that day i shouldve BOUGHT IT....  it was a longboi and i was like... sis!!!!

remember how i said my brain didn’t register that yen had monetary value? yeah i spent hundreds of dollars here no cap ...

i went to a kaguya-sama cafe as well on another day bc my friend joe (one of the figureine-collecting weebs) wanted to go and get a chika coaster

i went into a three floor sex shop and gave no fucks, the bottom floor was filled with bdsm shit and LEATHER SCHOOLGIRL OUTFITS and it was WILD. and these two old men were just casually browsing this shit like we weren’t both looking at whips and buttplugs in Public you know

i wasn’t fazed by a lot of the stuff there bc i read Funky fanfiction but the people i went in there with were major uncomfy ... i was like PRUDES HAJKFDAHDS i almost bought something don’t tell anybody

OKAY SO. there’s this place called super potato that has a floor dedicated to old games and consoles. they had so many gameboy advances and gamecubes and old consoles (famicom, dreamcast etc) for CHEAP. they had a gameboy color for 4900Y and a gamecube for 5600Y. a bitch almost cried. they had every old pokemon game under the sun (the original red, blue, yellow, gold and silver) and i ,,, they were 480Y. they were 480Y. that’s five fucking dollars. do you know how much collectors pay for that shit on ebay? HUNDREDS. i could’ve mass bought those and sold them and made so much cash but I DIDN’T.

that store had an original unopened copy of super smash bros melee and pokemon colosseum and i was like... wait if i cop a gamecube i could play pokemon collosseum like a true g... ((i didn’t cop))

but anyways there were a lot of games that didn’t make it to america (including mother 3! which my friend connor bought! as well as the console to play it!) and just... so many old things i grew up with ... 

whenever i walked out of the super potato we’d end up in an alley where all the girls who work at cafes were advertising their stuff

i always took the flyers from the girls bc they spoke their cute english to me and i was like... i’d die for you, yknow that?

ALL KINDS OF CAFES. regular maid cafe, pirate cafe, ninja cafe (you could do that thing where you karate chop a wooden block in half), sailor cafe (as in actual ship captains), shrine maiden cafe, vampire cafe, prince cafe (for the ladies ;3), catgirl cafe, bunny girl cafe... i took all of the goddamn flYERS THEY WERE ALL SO CUTE :( i wanted to go so bad...

FUJI Q HIGHLAND (also known as the time i flipped my shit and went on rollercoasters)

when i found out about fuji-q, i told my group that we HAD to go. i didn’t want to go to an onsen. i wanted to go to fuji-q. i had to. i love rollercoasters, it’s my passion, my driving fORCE IN LIFE

so fuji-q is home to 4 record-breaking rollercoasters! u got fast boi aka jojo reference do-dodonpa; EXTREME TALL BOI fujiyama; superior to x2 at six flags eejanaika; and the steepest rollercoaster in the world TAKABISHA ... i got to ride fujiyama, eejanaika, and takabisha! the scariest one was probably fujiyama despite it being very cut and dry up for... ever ... 79 meters ... oh god ... i lost my shit on the way down ladies let me TELL YOU

FUJIYAMA ALSO HAS A VIEW OF MT FUJI AND I WAS LIK E”YO GUYS ITS MT FUJI” and then we went down and i screamed

please watch the pov videos for these rides they’re very good but they don’t convey the absurd amount of excitement i had going on these rides

anyways the fuji-q park was having a sword art online collaboration when i visited, so they played SAO music and had cardboard cutouts for them across the park... kirito’s ride was fujiyama (aka the king of them all). i forgot the other ones but those alicization kiddos were there but ion care about ALICE OR EUGEO

the first ride i went on was eejanaika which is a 4d rollercoaster, pretty epic, total Baby Ride though

i went on as a single rider so i ended up getting put in this group with these college kids! the guy i was sitting next to spoke to me in english and asked basic questions: “where are you from?”, “is this [ride] easy for you?”, “how old are you?”, basic stuff. he asked why i was in japan and i told him i was studying at waseda university, and he immediately perked up and went “I GO TO WASEDA!!! WASEDA YEAH!!!” and fist bumped me ... his friends were giggling and kept asking him to ask me questions and it was just. so wholesome.

when we were abt to get on the ride he looks at me and says “my name is soichiro. call me so-chan ok??” and i was like... “so-chan” and his friENDS ALL STARTED GIGGLIGN AND I WAS LIKE U///W///U

while we were going up on the ride, he kept yelling “JESUS FUCK YOU JESUS CHRIST” and my favorite: “JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK YOU” because apparently fuck cannot be standalone! “what the fuck you” is my new fave insult (i miss you so-chan)

afterwards he kept coughing and was like. dead. his soul left his body. so i asked in him japanese like,,, “daijobu ka?” and he was like “nai.” and i just laughed at him bc BA B Y SO-CHAN CANT HANDLE SOME SPINS 

i bought a corndog at fuji-q at this place called arirang hotdog which is a korean style hotdog place??? BRUH that shit is so good but i shat myself for a good minute afterwards ... damn i want those corndogs

sadly i did not get to go on do-dodonpa because nobody wanted to ride with me and i didn’t want to go by myself >:/// still mad abt that bc that was the FAST BOI ...

also. takabisha. the guiness world record with the 121 degree drop. not even scary. BUT they do hang you there for like 3 seconds before making you go down and i was like “YALL FUCKIN WITH ME” really loud when they hung us there ... PLS watch a pov video you’ll see what i mean ...

HARAJUKU (i totally forgot abt this place OH lord)

i bought ... clothes here ...

they have all those clothes with the random english words on them so OF COURSE i had to buy one AS WELL AS a hat to match!

i also bought one of those ear hats where u press the paws and the ears move ... bts inspired that one

so many people in harajuku absolutely DECKED OUT in fashion. what a bunch of legends.

apparently wearing shirts that say “babygirl” are popular here i have no clue why ,,,, also im pretty sure i remember seeing a shirt that said “call me daddy” and i’m like. Ok Japan

half the shit in english made ZERO SENSE or was SPELLED WRONG and that was common all across japan, not just on harajuku fashion pieces LMAOOOO

deadass i went to a couple businesses (fuji xerox, nissan factory, etc) and they had spelling errors all over the place... nissan really had a placard that said “Prease do not touch” AND I CACKLED hfDSKLJF ilove u nissan

#mod elesa goes to japan #mod elesa speaks #not an imagine #long post #elesa in japan 2k19

[starry-kfics]

ink poisoning [changbin]

mel here for day 4 of appreciating stray kids, with our soft little shadow boy binnie binnie changbinnie!! if you like soulmate aus, i’ve been writing one for every boy’s appreciation day (can be found on my masterlist)

word count: 1951

warnings: mild cursing (hell, etc.)

author: mel

extra info: soulmate au where whatever you write on your skin shows up on theirs, and vice versa

♡

You woke with a start one day, after a particularly bad dream. You couldn’t quite remember what it was about, but it left you with tears staining your cheeks. Grabbing your pen, you hoped that he was awake.

‘Changbin?’  You scribbled onto your hand, knowing that if he was awake, he tended to like to wear sweaters, covering up any writing you might put on your forearm.

'Yes, Y/N?’ Came the reply, in his familiar and somewhat messy handwriting along your forearm, signalling that he had pulled up his sleeve for a full conversation.

'Why are you awake?’

'I could ask you the same’

'I had a bad dream’

'What happened in it?’

'I don’t remember’

'You should try to go back to sleep’

'Why are you awake?’

'Working’

'Don’t stay up too late, Binnie’

'I won’t, jagi, now go to sleep’

'Fine’

'I’ll talk to you later’

'You better’

'Y/N, sleep’

Even though you’d never heard Changbin’s voice, you could almost feel the stern tone he had through his note.

It had been nearly a year since your soulmate indicator was activated. You and Changbin had never tried to met up, exchange numbers, call each other, or even email each other. Why? You didn’t quite know, there was something comforting about just being able to write to him, as if he was your own personal pen pal. Something secure about it, as if you were safe from any sort of rejection. That idea in itself was ridiculous, you two were soulmates. But that lingering fear was still in you, keeping you from ever trying to take it further with Changbin.

And he didn’t try either, so you imagined that he had the same thoughts as you. Which you were perfectly content with.

Your friends and family always nagged at you to meet this boy that you couldn’t shut up about and were definitely head over heels for, but you couldn’t bring yourself to.

“Y/N, turn that light off.” Your friend Jiwoo grumbled from the air mattress on the floor.

“Sorry,” You mumbled, forgetting that you were having a sleepover together while you both were back in town for winter break.

Not wanting to upset her any more, you quickly leaned over to click your lamp off. Rolling over in your bed and pulling your blanket tighter around you, you slowly drifted off back to sleep.

When you woke up again, you saw that Jiwoo wasn’t in her bed, and heard the shower running. You chuckled to yourself at how at home she made herself in your home, and grabbed your pen before heading towards the kitchen.

“Morning, Mom.” You greeted the woman in the kitchen with a yawn and a smile.

“Morning, Y/N.” She looked up from her book for a moment. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready?”

“For what?”

“Jiwoo told me you all are going to brunch.”

“First I’ve heard.”

“Well you should go get ready. It sounds like she just got out of the shower, and if I remember she’s not very patient.”

“She’s not.” You agreed, traipsing back to your room to choose what to wear.

As Jiwoo did her makeup in the bathroom, and you got changed in your room, a small doodle on your wrist caught your attention. You chuckled when you saw that it was meant to be Gyu, the Pokemon plush Changbin has. Drawing next to it, you added a couple little hearts before returning to your outfit. You knew that Changbin must be bored, he only doodled if he had nothing better to do.

'Y/N~~~~~~’

'Binnie~~~~’

'I’m bored’

'I can tell’

'We should play a game’

'I wish I could, but I’m going out with my friend’

'Fine, have fun!’

'Thanks, jagi, I’ll write to you later’

“Y/N! What’s taking so long?” Jiwoo’s voice suddenly penetrated through your door, accompanied by loud knocks as her fist slammed against the wood.

“You’re so impatient, Chuu!” You retorted, calling her by the cutesy nickname you knew would usually calm her down.

“Sorry,” She uttered in a much softer tone. “I’m just really excited.”

“It’s just brunch.” Shaking your head, you straightened out your shirt and took one more look in the mirror.

“I just have a really good feeling about this brunch.”

“Well now I’m suspicious.”

Swinging the door open, you were met with a smiling Jiwoo, who immediately grabbed your arm to pull you towards the front door. You managed to grab your purse and yell out a goodbye to your mom before being yanked onto the streets. Jiwoo and you kept up an amicable conversation as you walked, and when you brought your hand up to brush a piece of hair out of your face, you saw it. A giant scribbled mess along your arm and hand.

“What’s wrong with him?” Jiwoo snorted, to which you frowned.

“He must be trying to get my attention.” You desperately tried to find a blank space to write back to him.

'Binnie, what’s wrong?’

'Nothing’

'Then what’s with the mess?’

'My friends were writing inappropriate things so I had to scribble them out. For your sake’

'What kind of things?’

'You really don’t want to know’

'Did they draw penises?’

'How did you know?’

'All of your friends are immature 12 years olds’

'Jeongin wants you to know that he’s actually 18’

'Jeongin can go choke’

'Y/N’

'Changbin’

'You made him cry’

'Whoops?’

'They’re fake tears, because he’s a little bitch’

'Oh my god’

'I’ve got to go, Chan is assaulting me now for calling him that’

'Don’t get killed, bye jagi’

'I’ll try’

Capping your pen, you saw that Jiwoo had stopped you two, but not in front of the brunch place. “Why are we at the mall?”

“You need new clothes.” She declared, leading the way to one store. “A brunch outfit!”

“What’s wrong with my current one?”

“Nothing, it’s cute. But you should be looking hot.”

“What are you on today, Chuu?” You raised an eyebrow as your friend started rifling through racks of clothes.

“Nothing new!”

“But seriously, I’m not buying a new outfit just for brunch, I barely have enough cash to pay for said brunch.”

“I’ll pay for it!” Chuu chirped, grabbing a shirt to go with the bottoms she chose, then a jacket before speeding over towards the shoes.

“You’re crazy, I’m not letting you buy me an outfit just to go to brunch.”

“Yes you are.”

“No, I’m not.” You grabbed her arm to stop her from calling for an assistant to open a dressing room for you. “ChuuChuu, please just stop whatever this is you’re doing.”

As soon as she widened her eyes and stuck out her bottom lip ever so slightly, you were done for. She unfortunately knew just how to get her way. “Fine, I’ll try them on, but no way in hell are you buying these for me.”

“Yay!” Jiwoo squealed, waving over a worker who promptly unlocked the dressing room for you.

So Jiwoo might be acting crazier than usual, but at least she had actually chosen a very cute outfit for you. It was kind of scary how she knew all your sizes and your style perfectly, but that probably came from your nineteen years of friendship.

“Okay, you win. It’s a cute outfit.” You called out to where she waiting outside your door.

“Let me see it!”

Opening to door, you showed to her, doing a small spin at her request. “It’s perfect, Y/N! Give me the tags so I can go buy them, you stay in the clothes, okay?”

Before you could argue, she was already snapping tags off of all the individual items, from the necklace down to the shoes. Gleefully, she ran over to the cash register, and the cashier gave the both of you a strange look before shrugging, going along with your friend’s weird tendencies. Sighing, you gathered up your old clothes, waiting for Jiwoo to return so you could put them in her backpack she always insisted on carrying around.

As the two of you left the store, she had a renewed skip in her step, one that was contagious. You found yourself walking with some confidence too, loving how you felt in this outfit.

Finally, you two were at the brunch place, and just as you were about to grab the door handle, Chuu stopped you. “Hold on.”

“What are you doing, Jiwoo?” You raised an eyebrow, complying as she took out her phone to fervently type something in.

“Give… me… one minute…” She muttered, intently reading whatever the person she was texting had replied with.

Curious, you read her conversation with 'Felix’ over her shoulder, throat closing on itself as you realized what was happening, “Kim Jiwoo, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

She whipped around, looking at you fearfully as you were sure you had a murderous look on your own face. “I’m helping you, Y/N.”

“No, I don’t want this!”

“Y/N, come on, they’re right inside.” Jiwoo gestured, and your eyes followed her hand, landing on two guys sitting in the corner booth beside the window.

One of them was Changbin, and you felt like you were going to puke. “No!” You just about yelled, taking off blindly down the street.

“Y/N!” She called after you, but you didn’t reply.

You couldn’t believe that Jiwoo had done this. Organized for you to meet Changbin in person, without your  knowledge, and maybe not even with his either, since she was texting 'Felix’. You were comfortable with your current relationship with Changbin, how dare she take it upon herself to upset that?

You didn’t get very far before another voice yelled your name out, much deeper than Jiwoo’s. Skidding to a stop, your heart thundered in your ears and you couldn’t even bring yourself to turn to look at them. At him. Changbin.

“Y/N,” he repeated, breath heavy from the small chase he gave you.

“Changbin?” You questioned, even thought you were sure it was him.

“Can you please look at me?”

Slowly, you turned around to look at him. He didn’t stand very tall, wore a flannel and black baseball cap, but his eyes were what caught you. They were striking, as if he could know everything about with one look. Of course he already did, you’d poured out most of your soul through your ink and skin conversations.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” He said, his mouth quirking up in amusement.

“I’m sorry.”

“For running?”

“Yeah, and for this whole thing happening. I don’t even know how Jiwoo did this.”

“Turns out her and Felix wrote to each other, on our arms, while we were asleep this morning.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” Changbin confirmed, and there was still an air of awkwardness between you two. “If it means anything, I didn’t even know about this until we were in the booth and Felix told me that my soulmate was coming, how he knew, and then that my soulmate was the person running away.”

“I’m sure that was a great first impression.” You muttered, and Changbin tilted his head to the side.

“That wasn’t a first impression, I already knew you were amazing.”

“Oh.”

“So, can we go get brunch now? If you’re ready, I mean, I can leave and we can keep giving ourselves ink poisoning if you’d like.”

“You can’t actually get ink poisoning like that.” You immediately retorted, which brought a smile to Changbin’s face. “And I think brunch still sounds good.”

“I know a great place a few streets over,” He suggested, and you raised an eyebrow.

“And leave our friends?”

“I personally don’t want them obsessively watching every interaction between us.”

You let out a light laugh, knowing that Jiwoo would definitely do that. “Yeah, you’re right.”

“Let’s go.” Changbin offered his hand out to you, and you shyly took it in yours before starting down the street.

#imagines: changbin #skdays #forchangbin #seo changbin #stray kids #stray kids iamgines #stray kids imagine #stray kids scenarios #stray kids scenario #changbin #changbin imagines #changbin imagine #seo changbin imagine #seo changbin imagines #e: skdays #au: ink poisoning #author: mel #*100 #*200

[jeonjollykook]

BTS Reaction x Fanfiction 🌸Seeing you for the first time

Scenario: Seeing you for the first time; This is going to be a 3-Part Reaction Series

Seeing you for the first time x Meeting you for the first time x Asking you out 

Kim Namjoon

You just finished buying groceries when suddenly a tall man bumped into you, causing you to lose balance. You dropped your grocery bags and fell on the ground... but weirdly it did not hurt? You opened your eyes and realized you fell on top of the tall man. Hurriedly you stood up and tried to check if he is okay.

“Oh man I’m so sorry” he said while he quickly stood up. Just then you realized how handsome this man actually was. You both looked around and noticed how all of your groceries were pretty much... destroyed now. “I guess I won’t be able to use these eggs anymore haha. Are you alright?” you asked him “Yes, I am really sorry! Are you okay?” *he quickly grabbed his phone* “Please give me your number I will make up for it but I have to leave really quickly now” A little dazzled you gave him your phone and then you saw him rush away. You looked after him and saw him waving to you with the sweetest smile you have ever seen.

Kim Seokjin

You were eating at a new restaurant with a friend, when your friend decided they had to use the restroom. While you waited for them you looked around a little and noticed a rather handsome guy sitting a few tables away. He and his friends all seemed in a good mood since they were all laughing a lot. When he suddenly made the best joke you ever heard in your whole life. You could not stop yourself from laughing out loud. But there was one problem... you were the only one laughing. Immediately all eyes turned to you and you tried to hide yourself and looked deep into the Menu.

“See she thought it was funny” you heard him say “Yah maybe its you guys that don’t have humor!” suddenly you heard him say “Whats your name?” but the voice was way closer than before. You slowly looked up and saw him standing next to your table. “I mean only if you don’t mind telling me haha. It’s just nice to see that there are still people with humor in this time and age” shyly you responded “y/n” “y/n... thats a nice name! I’m Jin but you can call me... anytime! Hahaha” he laughed and gave you a card with his number on it.

Min Yoongi

Today was the best day... actually it was not but you really wanted it to be. Recently you have been really down, there were a lot of things bothering you. But today you decided to change all that, if this is what life wants to give you, you wanted to take it all. It was cold and rainy outside but you decided that even that would not bother you. You went out and found an empty playground, obviously all the children were at home by now probably. You jumped on the swings and yelled out loudly. Even though the rain was getting stronger and stronger you did not bother to stop. 

After some time you decided to use the slide though you quickly realized that this slide was meant for the really really young kids. “I don’t think you can fit into that” you heard someone say. Quickly your head shot towards the direction of the sound, you noticed someone dressed in all black standing nearby. A little embarrassed you wondered if he was watching you for a while now. When he slowly started to walk towards you, you shrieked away. But as soon as some light  gleamed on him, you found his appearance quite soft. He held out his hand holding an umbrella “Take this, you can do whatever you are doing on a day when its not raining. Go home.” You slowly approached him to take the umbrella when he just threw it to you “rude!” you shouted out as he ran away “Because of you I’m getting wet now... who is the rude one?” 

Jung Hoseok

You were so ready for your city trip, you really deserved it. As soon as your train arrived you rushed towards the doors to find your seat. You have been waiting for this trip for a while now, you were going to meet some friends you met online to visit Disney Land with them. 

As soon as you found your right seat you saw someone else sitting in them... someone that was sleeping. A little confused you checked your ticket ten times to make sure that he was indeed sitting where you were supposed to sit. Slowly you approached him but only to realize that he was indeed asleep. Conflicted you found yourself looking at him for a when he suddenly opened his eyes. You jumped away and looked at him embarrassed while he seemed quite confused. Quickly you grabbed your ticket to show him that he was sitting on your seat.  “Oh I’m so sorry!” he quickly stood up and took his luggage. “Please go ahead and sit down, I’m really sorry” you told him not to worry about it and watched him leave. As soon as you sat down you found something that seemed to belong to him. Seems like this would not be the last time you would see him. 

Park Jimin

Holidays are only a few weeks from now, so you decided to get some gift for a friend of yours. The shopping mall was crowded as usually and a lot of sales were happening too. Everything was nicely decorated and you felt soft and warm. But then you saw it... the mascot that changed everything. You saw the cutest dog mascot walking around in a yellow hoodie with Christmas bells hanging around his ears. You ran to him and looked at him in awe. He quickly noticed you and waved. He even opened his arms, inviting you to a hug. Without hesitating you fell into his arms and hugged the cute mascot.The cute thing felt so warm and soft you almost did not want to let go. But when a few children approached the mascot you knew it was time to leave your walking plush dog. “I think I have to let you go now...” you whispered sadly and moved away. He gave you a pat on the head and looked to the children.

Later that day you were still strolling through the shopping mall when suddenly a cute boy waved to you. Confused you looked around to make sure he meant you and walked to him “D-do I know you?” you asked shyly. “I’m pretty sure we hugged tightly earlier, did you forget me already?” he answered cheekily.

Kim Taehyung

It was rather late and you were trying to get home. You were supposed to meet with a friend, but they wrote you around 12 messages saying they would be late until they told you they can not make it at all. A little scared in a unknown place you could only trust an online map to guide you back home “Ugh... a bus that can take me here should be able to take me back too, what is this place” you mumbled to yourself when you heard some voices “Hey are you lost?” “Wanna have some fun with us instead?” “Are you alone?” a little scared you walked faster but that did not seem to stop them “Hey, don’t be scared of us” you heard them walking after you.

“Babe, thanks for waiting I’m here now” you heard a new person say that approached you from the other side. It was a rather tall, handsome guy but you never met him before. He had no reason to call you “babe” but he hugged you from behind as soon as he reached you. A little flustered you were left speechless. “Is that your boyfriend..?” “Don’t you wanna go with us instead” the guys kept bothering. “No” the handsome guy said “Babe is with me. Leave us alone” he took your hand and pulled you away. After they left he looked at you “Are you okay? Its dangerous to walk around by yourself here, what were you thinking?” “I-i’m okay thank you...” you could only stutter realizing how dangerous this could have been if it was not for him, you almost started to cry. “I’ll call you a taxi and wait with you.” he said with a soft smile. You could not quite understand why he was so nice to you but you were really thankful and couldn’t speak much. 

As soon as the taxi arrived he opened the door for you. The driver asked where you wanted to go and then the guy immediately handed the driver more than enough money for the drive. “Call me when you get home” he said as he gave you a piece of paper with a number on it. Then he closed the door and taxi drove away. “Did that all really just happen now...?” you mumbled to yourself.

Jeon Jungkook

“Oh. My. God. Look at this guy, he is sooooo hot?” your friend said as you two were strolling through the park. “Come on... stop it” you replied “Come on you cant be single FOREVER” “well I choose to be single, I dont want to date whoever just for the sake of dating, looks arent everyt-” you stopped talking when you saw the most handsome human you ever met in your life. “What? Y/N hello?” your friend followed your eyes til they saw him as well. “Looks arent anything huh? Seems like this one is quite your type tho?” Your friend giggled why you still looked at him in awe when he suddenly looked back at you. It took you like 10 seconds to realize you were openly starring at him until you quickly looked away embarrassed, but it seems like your friend did not to let it go yet.

“Hello this is Y/N, single and ready to mingle! Here is Y/N’s number too if you want to meet up again” your friend happily told him “WHAT ARE YOU DOING” you looked at them in shook and pulled your friend away. Even though you were too embarrassed to look at him, you did it anyways. Only to have him winking at you. “oh my god” you mumble and ran away hoping your friend would follow”. 

It seemed like he really enjoyed you being so embarrassed about all of this. But since you will never ever see him again it will be alright... right?

Thank you for reading! This is my first BTS Reaction/Fanfic I hope you enjoyed it! Dont be afraid to request things, tell me what you felt while reading or just talking to me in general ♥

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