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duuhrayliegh · 8 months
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hey babes can i request more seb x singer!reader? thank youuuu :)
slowing down
Neither of you says anything for a few minutes, basking in the uninterrupted silence. In the recesses of your shared apartment, you can hear the faint click of the air conditioning. Raindrops hit the bay windows in your living room and you just know that the sunrise is going to be beautiful. or in which you can't sleep
pairing: seb stan x singer!reader (that’s right, I'M FUCKING BACK FOR MORE BABY)
warnings: it's kind of angsty? idk i didn't mean for it to be but i guess here we are?
a/n: of course you can love! i'm in the world's worst slump but i refuse to let this stop me. i can honestly tell you that this will probably be really shitty but nevertheless here we are :/
pls like and reblog if you enjoy my work. which you can check out more of on my masterlist.
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You're quick to dim the glow of your phone, the illumination too much for your dry eyes. You're halfway through your North American tour and have finally reached the break in your schedule. Three whole days that you're able to fully relax and recharge after two months.
Two excruciating months that you spent away from home, sleeping in hotel bed after hotel bed, chasing peace and quiet on airplanes, private cars, and green rooms.
Two long months without Seb.
It wasn't so bad at first. I mean let's be real, you both have busy lives. He's a leading Hollywood actor who has film execs fighting tooth and nail to cast him in their upcoming projects. And you're touring your second album, playing in venues both large and small, never stopping for longer than five minutes.
Until now. When you were first planning out your tour schedule with your management company, you insisted that there be a break halfway through the run. You wouldn't label yourself as a homebody, but you're something close to it.
You knew yourself well enough to predict when you could burn out. Much to the dismay of your team, you refused to even consider a tour unless it had the required time off built in.
You've watched too many of your friends have to cancel shows to recuperate, you wouldn't do that to your fans. People have real lives outside of concerts--it's not always sunshine and rainbows, but rescheduling shows was the last thing you were willing to do. Compromise wasn't an option for this decision, and thankfully they bent to your demands rather quickly.
What you didn't account for was how wired you'd be.
You made sure to plan your time off for after your New York shows. That way you would already be where Sebastian was and you could spend the break with the man you love.
You'd think your body would enjoy the break. Instead, it doesn't seem to realize it's on a break. So here you lay, doom-scrolling on your phone with the brightness turned so low you might as well not even be on it.
You closed and opened the same three apps for the past thirty minutes. A lump is beginning to form in the back of your throat and your eyes are starting to burn. You could feel your breaths coming in faster intervals, fighting against the exhaustion in your bones. The words on your phone screen start turning into just random letters, then blurring altogether, becoming one big glowing blob in your hand that your mind can't seem to fathom.
"Birdie?" Sebastian's baritone startles you back to reality. You quickly flip the screen into the duvet, stifling the dim object from his sleepy view.
His hand finds yours, running his fingers over your tense knuckles that grip the phone steady. He pries the device from your grip and places it face down on his bedside table.
"What's wrong, bird?" By this point, he's preparing for whatever you throw at him. Sebastian's front molds to your back, pulling you into his warm skin.
"Do you ever feel so exhausted that you reach the point that you're not tired anymore?" Your voice is soft, not wanting to disturb the peace and quiet any more than you already have. Sebastian's fingers are still tracing meaningless shapes on your knuckles as he hums against your bare shoulder.
Neither of you says anything for a few minutes, basking in the uninterrupted silence. In the recesses of your shared apartment, you can hear the faint click of the air conditioning. Raindrops hit the bay windows in your living room and you just know that the sunrise is going to be beautiful.
"Like, you spend so long waiting for something and then once you get it, you're disappointed?" You breathe the words into the void before you can stop yourself. It's only when you realize what you've said do you rush to correct yourself. "Not that I'm disappointed. That's not what I meant."
Sebastian hums in acknowledgment. Beneath the blankets, he tangles his legs with yours, wrapping you in the comfort you've been without for the past two months.
“It's just that my mind won't stop running. Like, I've done the damn thing. I planned the time off so that this wouldn't happen." Your breathing quickens again but slows as soon as Sebastian nudges your feet with his. Tears pool along your lash line, threatening to spill over out of frustration? exhaustion? pure anger? You aren't able to fully discern what you're feeling.
"I'm just so. damn. tired, Bastian." Your voice lilts into a whine at the end, but you both know it's to mask the chink in your armor. You shuffle to plant your face in his chest, attempting to shield yourself from the world outside.
Something you've learned about yourself is that you're so quick to give. The first to volunteer yourself. Always think of everyone else before yourself. It's a quality that people envy.
What they don't know is the toll it takes on the giver. The volunteer. The thinker. The envied. They don't know that you lay awake at night, exhausted beyond all reason with your mind racing when you try to put yourself first for a change.
"I don't know how to make it stop." He wraps you in his arms, burying both hands in your hair at the base of your neck. "I don't know how to make my mind quiet."
Frustration oozes from your every fiber and it makes you burrow deeper into Sebastian's hold. You squeeze your eyes shut, the action causing a throb to form in between your brows. You begin to match Sebastian's breathing, allowing your chests to rise and fall in sync. You rest your forehead on his collarbone and listen to the even beating of his heart.
No more words are exchanged. No more admissions. No more almost insults. No more dimly lit phone screens.
Just the rain. And the whir of the AC. And the matched breaths.
All the worries and troubles are pushed aside to be another day's problem.
For now, you'll rest.
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Listen the fight over if Lark would be a better parent then Sparrow is over. Cause we all know who the best parent out of the Oak children would be
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queenkinqs · 1 year
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this is such a niche hc but i’d like to imagine that graham ran a dave brubot stan acc on twitter (or whatever the in-universe equivalent of it is) but was forced to deactivate his account due to company policy :,(
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cookiedontlikeyou · 11 months
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tigerrampage · 3 months
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Rainbow Stairway - Jin & Akiomi l Ensemble Stars!! Music
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bowlofsoob · 5 months
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O4 thank you, next — awkward fancalls
notes; all of soobin’s accounts are yn and all of yns accounts are soobin until the end of their birthday
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The call went through and you were soon faced with your two best friends staring right at you, or in this case Soobin, through your phone. For a split second you thought they were frozen from the way they weren’t moving until Hueningkai let out a screech of surprise and threw the phone.
“Hello?” You called out in a voice that wasn’t your own as you now had a view of their ceiling. A few seconds later Taehyun picked up the phone and slowly turned it to face them once again, but now both of their mouths were wide open.
“I can’t believe you’re Soobin,” Taehyun slowly murmurs, taking about a hundred screenshots, “Can you say my name?”
“Shut the fuck up and help me, Taehyun,” you deadpan, annoyed they weren’t seeing the severity of the situation.
“Don’t use his pretty mouth to curse!” Taehyun reprimands, “Now please make a cheek heart, I need a new profile photo for my stan twitter account.”
“I hate you guys,” you sigh, but you oblige.
“This feels like a fancall!” Hueningkai says as he claps, “Can you do aegyo?”
You’re about ready to hang up after that.
“Do you two believe me now?” You ask, nervously rubbing at your face, ���What am I supposed to do?”
“Live life as Soobin I suppose?” Taehyun suggests, still intently staring at you, “Wow, his skin is beautiful up close.”
“I guess so,” you murder defeatedly, “Wait.”
You squint as the phone lights up with a notification. You tilt down the phone as it vibrates and you see your twitter username flashing across the top of your screen.
“Oh my god, I think Soobin’s texting me!” you gasp, “I’ll text you guys later.”
“Wait! How big is—,”
Thankfully, you end the call before Hueningkai can finish his sentence.
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ᝰ✧ — masterlist — prev | next
the reason the group chats/contact names are different is cus they’re on each others phones so hope it makes sense
comment on this post if i can use ur username in future chapters as a fan account!
୨୧✧ — author notes; sorry y’all my macbook fucking broke and i didn’t wanna type this up on my ipad 😭 GOT A NEW ONE THO SO FINALLY AN UPDATE FOR YALL
୨୧✧ — synopsis; in a universe where you and your soulmate swap bodies on your twenty-first birthday and every birthday after that. world renowned soloist soobin is set to have a concert on the day of your guys’ shared birthday, a firm believer he doesn’t have a soulmate and wants nothing to do with them. you, a college student who hasn’t listened to a single one of his songs, swap bodies with him on the day of your final exam and his big concert. you’re now under the public eye for ruining his career and soobin has to deal with your wrath since he failed your exams. he must also process the fact that he does in fact have a soulmate, one he couldn’t care less about.
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halenhusky309 · 3 months
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I knew I bitched a lot about MDZS fandom I used to be in, for their great lack of media literacy.
Then TF fandom somehow convince me they are more media illiterate that MDZS.
Like we have someone b*tch about the deer scene in Skybound comic. You can blame that poor dumb fucker that they didn't read the comic, but I got spoiled from the start by some chaps posting the comic panel on Twitter. I didn't even read the whole issue #2 and those panels just wrecked me hard. (I immediately went to readcomiconline after that).
Like you're allowed to dislike the new Comic, but can you be smart about it please?
P.S. you are weak just like those fake-ass villain stans from MDZS fandom with Starscream.
I want that birdy psychopathic evil with the complexity of a bitchy green-tea b*tch that makes you want to strangle Starscream to death *affectionately.
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multicharablack · 13 days
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Pretty Golden
( FITE!Mikey x reader )
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Inspired from this @sha-biest post,I saw it and almost bunked my head while trying to get my phone to write this,this actually have some similar things with my ‘Famous in the end-time’ AU for the boys,but Ehh,it was an old AU and it featured the boys being singers/influencers/actors (I remember discarding it because I already have so many AUs,should I continue it though?).One of the reasons why it’s also not in the ‘All my creations’ list,it was so old I think it was one of my first ever AU for the Rottmnt fandom.
I am so unwell for Mikey especially for some people who draw him so gosh dang handsome *fans myself*.I’m a Donnie and Leo Stan but Mikey…he makes me feel things that shouldn’t have existed,so anyways,have my actual AU of Mikey being an actor/model/influencer etc x Reader,enjoy little birdies~
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I’m no model nor actor expert so,this may have inappropriate information about it and I’m just making things up,feedbacks are welcome unless negative or hurtful
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Clicking sounds was the only thing that was heard inside the studio,photographers taking as much pictures as they can get as the model posed in each second passing,making sure their hips swayed and hair flared for extra dramatics,a little too much but it seems to make the people happy.
Mikey was an ‘Ehh’ kinda happy
He can’t judge nor be a judgmental person,he isn’t that harsh and isn’t really him.He was friendly with his coworkers mostly and always talk with sweetness and friendliness that makes him a favored personal on the fashion industry each day he entered for work,but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t find some ill or annoying in some instinct.
His snout scrounged in pity judgement as the model in front still kept doing flashy moves like in a Barbie movie,he knows the full instinct of doing something dramatic to get more likes as a model but damn…it’s more childish and prideful then actual determination as he sees it,years of past familiarity making him a bit more knowledgeable in this whole ‘fame and game’ thing,still,it makes him shake his head as he just waits for his turn with a drink in his hand,bored out of his mind.
Self-build apparel had become the world’s top 1 fashion industry the universe has ever seen -plus with matching hand flares when Donnie said it in his meeting,so dramatic and flamboyant as always- ,a tacky un-creative name but he can’t judge but smile since it’s his older brother that made this company,as weird as it is,it still had a huge investment just five months after its first opening.Very ironic since Donnie also had a company dedicated for technology and ‘vision of the future’ that only grow viral after,counting with his fingers,a year and half.But Donnie’s smart business skills weren’t the only one that gained the two companies popularity in the whole world,maybe with a little bit of Leo’s and April’s help,it might also been Mikey’s little doing.
As many had mentions him before,Michelangelo was the crown jewel in the company as many say it multiple times now,he was good looking,he won’t doubt he is.Shiny black long locks of hair that flows down the ground like silk,yellow and orange threads decorating it like he dyed it permanently only to know that it was just the effects of overuse mystic and ninpo magic,smooth green skin even with his age -(he isn’t old,he just turned 25)- ,round face but with a mature chin to even his maturity,golden and blue rusted eyes that twinkle and shine,beautiful yellow spots in his face and body like golden tear droplets,and a perfectly mixed ‘masculine plus feminine’ body -(similarly like Leo but at least he wasn’t always called a ‘woman’ so many annoyingly times,good for him)- .Out of every model in the company,he was the most favored -not because he was the brother of the founder,which would have been bias- and most liked out of the public,fame rose quick and steady with just his first few real debuts.
And not only is he seen in magazines and advertisements,also in movies and TV shows as a minor character,turns out you could also be an actor with just showing a few talents of acting while still juggling your model career.Many people already demanded that he plays a more leading role or a major character in a film but he turns them down,being a background character is good enough so his life won’t be too hectic.
His career went smoothly nice in the first couple of months.Fancy parties,talk shows,big meetings,tentative offers.Designer clothing soon filled Mikey’s closet till he needed to buy two more,suede shoes and even some heels,and some other trinkets he gets from his shopping or fan mails or generally some things that were gifts from his family.The rest of his brothers did their own thing.Leo became of a known actor and singer,thanks to his incredible acting skills and vocal range that he can do and take,his ego was being feed in the daily bases but at least he didn’t abuse it that much then Mikey thought.Donnie was an in and out actor,influencer and model,since he is already busy keeping his two companies check and steady running so he doesn’t really have much time to indulge on the fame part,but he still is a pretty well-known dancer after debuting on a dance competition,people went wild after that.And Raph is starting to be a well known action movie star,boxer and a gym fitness guide for all three of them since he still sees that they need to stay healthy as possible 
And Mikey?
Busy being a pampered model and privileged actor that his time of doing his favorite hobbies,like painting and drawing and even cooking,was barely any hobby anymore.His brothers did too,but at least they had a little bit of more time.He could only do it in his free time,which would only be once to twice a week or less.He doesn’t even need to be taken care of,a sole reason why he didn’t ask for a assistant,even if Donnie insisted it to make his schedule more clearer and free,his starting to regret it.
(Ahh,so this what fame feels like?,wonder what would have been if he was a famous chef instead?)
“Ughh So boring,why is it taking so long?”He groans,taking a long sip in his pineapple juice to cool down his steam,heart-shaped ice clinking together as he dawned half the drink,it worked its charm but the coldness slipping down his throat was a little too much,maybe he shouldn’t drink something this freezing too much.
The cat yokai behind him just hums,”Im sorry sir,The boss needs as much pictures as he can get so he could post the magazine next Monday”
They say with the usual polite tone,taking the now empty drink in Mikey’s hands before offering another one.He glanced at it before smiling,taking it one hand as the other was still supporting his chin placed on top,the armrest creaking a bit from his weight.
“Well,at least make it quick so I won’t have to wait the whole afternoon ruining my makeup”He kindly demanded,still haven’t abused his power of being the brother (again) of the founder of the actual company even if it was tempting,they only nod.
Uggh,another long day
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“Help?”
Mikey spoke curiously,standing up straight were he once was leaning casually in the leather sofa.He was now in Donnie’s office after finally being done with his photo-shots,resting in the placed sofa that was put there from his request,and from Donnie also so he could have some time with him if he can.
He was tired till his bones but he still managed to have some energy to be curious,even though he only wanted to sleep and pass out.
The said purple turtle just nod and looked away from his computer one second before returning to clicking in a fast pace,taking a few silents before he answered back.
“I’ve noticed how your getting tired lately and your schedule being unorganized,I’m starting to wonder maybe you should have an assistant with you to help you on your activities”
Those were words of worry and concern,even if it was monotone and serious in the mouth of the source.And that was quite sweet.
“I appreciate your concern Dee,but I don’t need it,I can handle this myself”Mikey just waves off his offer with a shake of his head,being truthful with his words but only made Donnie frown,looking at him fully as well as stopping on whatever he was doing.
“Don’t be ridiculous,You need it and besides,an assistant is what you need to keep your schedule free and clean”
His words were tempting,making the orange turtle imagine the possibilities of having more free time then before,maybe he could finally have time to cook and paint again,that idea made Mikey’s eyes bright.
“You really mean it?”He spoke with a squeal,tiredness leaving and instead came childish excitement and that made Donnie chuckle lightly,already sensing his eagerness to have so much time if he does agree.
“Yes,I really mean it”
Another happy squeal,but Mikey cough once to keep calm and acted mature again,his childish excitement in his eyes still remains though.
“Well,Sure,I guess”He spoke nonchalantly
“Good,You’ll meet them tomorrow”
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To be continued~
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So Umm…The story is quite weird as I reread it and still deciding if I should make a part two of it,which would obviously happen since I left you guys a cliffhanger,whoopsie daisie
Anyways,I hope you enjoy 
Will this go a little bit mature and spicy?Yes,very much
I will also post other oneshots dedicated to the same AU here if I resurface it again from its grave,maybe if I have some more ideas I could salvage in my brain 
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thatonewatching · 11 months
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Creeps with animals
Feat: Eyeless Jack, 'Ticci' Toby, Jeff t.K, Hoodie/Brian, Masky/Tim, Laughing Jack, BEN Drowned, and Helen Otis/Bloody Painter.
BEN: Prefers lizards and insects but isn't opposed to loving bunnies and cats. Definitely researches different bugs and has a whole little notebook about them. Takes scary care of his pets and will go feral if you mess with them without his permission. Will talk your ear off about it if you let him shamelessly. Specifically likes to stick bugs the most. He collects small bugs he finds around the mansion and keeps them in jars. Names the bugs. Pet rabbit. Has jars of fireflies but lets them go after like two or three nights.
"Ben, what the hell is this?" you asked, grabbing the small buzzing jar. He hummed slightly, turning around, yet his eyes didn't leave his game until he was facing you completely. "Don't touch that!" he cried, snatching the glass from your grasp. "Okay, but what is it?" you repeated, crossing your arms over your chest with a chuckle. "His name is Greggley," he answered, placing the jar back on its high shelf. "I'm sorry, his name is fucking what?"
Eyeless Jack: Cat guy. Need I say more? has like eight fucking cats he found. Is way overprotective of them. Names them shit that will correlate to how he acquired them. Like, if he found them chasing a bird, their name would be some shit like "Birdie" or "Hunter" because it's cute. They claw at him like a scratching post, and you cannot convince me otherwise. He no longer wears shorts because of them. Gives them toys but is fully aware they will not be used. Can fit two in each hand. "You're not allergic to fur, are you?" Jack inquired. You shook your head quietly, a no. "Good,' he muttered. Opening the door, multiple cats rushed to him, rubbing against his legs and letting out loud meows. "Hello, princess!" he cooed, picking up a chubby calico. He rested the cat over his shoulder, beginning to pet its back. "Such a good kitty, aren't you?" he purred (get it? lmao) The kitten meowed in response, leaning into him more. "The cannibal demon man has cats..."
Jeff: He doesn't like small animals. Likes 'cool' animals, as he would say. Falcons, hawks, sharks, etc. Has a secret soft spot for sea otters. Would never admit it, though. Has had many fish in the past. None have survived for too long. His current fish is named "Bubbles" but he will not say its name. Only in his head. Aggressively nice to animals. Not allowed to have animals smaller than a cat. He will lose it. Cuddles with his animals. Feeds a stray dog. Smile dog. "Cute ass fish," he muttered, back cracking loudly as he stood upright from his crouched position. "Did you say something?" you inquired. "No, and even if I did, what's it matter to you?" he snapped. "Sorry," you ruefully replied, rolling your eyes. Sprinkling the food in the bowl, he squinted, as much as he can, at least, and said something else under his breath. Little did you know, he was calling his fish by its name.
Toby: Feeds every stray. Every single one. Cat, dog, rat. Doesn't matter to him. He has several rats and lets them crawl all over him. One is named "Gerard" and the other is named "Frank" because we stan My Chemical Romance <3333 Brings them places in his pocket around the mansion and in town. Never on missions. Kisses them on the head. They are chubby little rats, and he will not take criticism of them. They are his babies. "Toby, what the fuck is in your pocket?" Tim questioned, watching as the area wiggled around oddly. Toby moved his hand up, pulling out a black and white rodent. "Really? You brought the fucking rat to breakfast?" Brian joked. Toby shook his head, a no. "The fuck do you mean 'no'?" Tim angrily asked. Swallowing his food, a shit-eating grin plastered his face. Once again, he moved his hand up, pulling out another rat. "No, I brought them both."
Helen: Like four cats. They are not allowed in his studio. Many scars from them. They hide under his bed and get his legs when he walks by. Has run into many walls trying to avoid this. Does not trust them. Buys them that expensive ass kitty food and tuna. Cat treats. His cats know tricks for sure. They are mean. He jumps onto his bed from a distance away because of the fear of monsters under his bed (the cats) Names them after famous artists/poets. They give him even more mental instability. "Oh my fucking-" he cried, stopping mid-sentence to exhale loudly. The small black cat ravaged his ankles, kicking and thrashing to assert dominance. Bending over, he lifted the kitty from his limb, tossing it on the bed to continue his phone call. "Yeah, sorry. Mr. Sparkle Palooza bit me again," (I'm so sorry for the name)
Hoodie/Brian: He likes big dogs. Like German Shepherds, Golden retrievers, and any type of hound. Dogs go on as many walks as he can provide. Many, many treats. They are spoiled. He gives them scraps excessively. They sleep on his bed, despite having their own. Very well trained. "Sick em'" is his favorite surprise. Vicious ass dogs fr. Clips their nails regularly. Hates when he gets called a 'dog dad' or when his dogs are called 'fur babies' because it weirds him out. "Oh, godamnit. Can you fucking stop, you crazy asshole?" he muttered, attempting to hold the dog in place as the clippers came in contact with the animals' nails. You watched, amused, across the room as he swore to himself. "Need some help?" you joked. "No, (y/n), I do not need help."
Masky: No animals. Unless it's like a single cat, he's not down. However, does enjoy deer and other forest animals. Has been horseback riding. Enjoyed it thoroughly. No animals unless approved by him.
Laughing Jack: Endless animals. Cats, dogs, rats, mice, deer, birds. All of them but snakes. He hates snakes. But is super affectionate toward any other animal. "Jack, look what I found!" you cheered, holding up a small kitten. With wide eyes and a grinning face, he gently took it from your hand, cradling it as if it were as fragile as glass. "It's ours now."
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indndwnshead · 5 months
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Amalgamation: Part IV - When you meet... Jimin
Pairing: Min Yoongi x (f) Reader
Chapter tags: developing relationship, meeting the bro, jimin dancing cause he misses performing for army :)
Series summary:
Now that you are a permanent fixture in Min Yoongi's life, it's inevitable that you meet the rest of BTS.
Each encounter with the rest of the group becomes a unique thread in the tapestry of life, gradually integrating disparate elements into a harmonious whole and seamlessly weaving into the fabric of your joined world.
A/N at the end to avoid spoiling the story! Let's be friends and stan Yoongi together on twitter @itsdndwn 💜💜
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Masterlist. Previous Chapter. Next Chapter.
Also read on: AO3
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You were hanging out late into the night at Yoongi's studio. With a new drama shoot beginning, you rarely had time to hang out during the day. This late-night hangout was perfect for both of you, as Yoongi had also started working late to finish producing songs for the new album.
In the middle of the night, you wanted to go to the bathroom and stretch your stiff legs. You tapped Yoongi softly on the shoulder and let him know that you'd be back soon. He was too preoccupied and only hummed in response. You smiled fondly at him, admiring his dedication.
The staff had already become accustomed to your presence in the building. Initially, your frequent visits might have caused some raised eyebrows, but everyone was discreet and professional. Nobody had let any information slip to outsiders about just how much time you'd been spending with Yoongi or about your new relationship. It was almost like a well-kept secret within the building, which allowed you both to enjoy your time together in peace.
As you took the longer route back from the bathroom, you could hear music from one of the practice rooms – the one Yoongi had mentioned that his members liked to practice in. Since all the staff had already gone home at this late hour, you were curious about who might be using that room. The door was slightly ajar, so you decided to take a peek.
Inside, you found a man practicing his dance moves with a captivating passion that was hard to miss. It was Park Jimin and the song he was dancing to was ‘Butterfly’. Jimin's incredible skills and the passion he poured into each move left you in awe. Each movement seemed to portray his emotion that fit perfectly with the song, the fear of losing something you held dear.
At the end of the song, Jimin turned to face you with a playful smile, twirling his finger through the air as he said, "I caught a little birdie spying on me."
Startled, you didn't expect him to notice you quietly admiring his dancing. "Sorry," you replied, "I passed by the room, not expecting anyone to be here, and got captivated by your dance instead."
Jimin smiled, his interest piqued. "I haven't seen you around. Are you new?"
You laughed and answered, "Something like that." Technically, it wasn't a lie, as you were a relatively new addition to the situation, attached to Yoongi's presence.
Jimin continued with a flirtatious smile, "Would you like a private dance lesson, my dear?"
Desperate for a good stretch, you decided to take him up on the offer, but you quickly warned him about your lack of dancing skills. "Fair warning, I'm not a good dancer," you admitted.
"Nonsense," he dismissed your worries with a confident smile, "With me teaching you, you'll master the routine in no time."
Jimin proceeded to show you some of the dance steps for 'Butterfly', displaying incredible patience and dedication as a teacher. He guided you through the moves, dancing alongside you, mirroring the steps, and providing gentle corrections with a warm smile.
Time seemed to slip away as you got lost in the dance. Unbeknownst to you, Yoongi had become concerned about your prolonged absence and began searching for you. Imagine his surprise when he found you trying to master the dance routine to ‘Butterfly’ with none other than Park Jimin.
Yoongi stayed quiet for a moment, allowing you and Jimin to finish dancing to the first few bars of the song. When you completed the last step, Jimin paused the music and turned to you with a triumphant smile. "See, I'm an excellent teacher," he boasted.
You couldn't help but laugh. "Thanks, Jimin-ssi," you said, grateful for the impromptu dance lesson and the warm welcome you'd received from the talented dancer.
Yoongi knocked on the mirror, signaling his presence. You and Jimin turned to face him in surprise, not expecting to see Yoongi there. Jimin's face lit up with excitement as he sprinted over to greet his hyung, and the two of them exchanged enthusiastic greetings. 
Yoongi turned to Jimin with a critical look. "Jimin, why are you still here so late at night? We have a group practice tomorrow morning, you need to rest."
Jimin rolled his eyes at his hyung. "Says the one who had been working late all week."
Yoongi grunted in agreement. "Well, we all should head back soon then.” He playfully nods toward you. ”Ah, but I see you've been busy."
Jimin's eyes widened with excitement as he remembered your presence in the room. "Right! Hyung, this is... um..." He hesitated as he realized he didn't know your name. "I'm sorry, I never asked for your name."
"It's okay," you said with a laugh, "I'm _____. Nice to meet you, Jimin-ssi.”
Jimin seemed relieved by your introduction and turned back to Yoongi to present you. "Hyung, this is _____."
Yoongi wore an amused smile as he replied, "Oh, I know."
Jimin's curiosity peaked. "Oh, you've seen her around?"
Yoongi couldn't help but slyly play along, "You can say that."
You felt your cheeks flush as Yoongi's words and the sly smile he shot your way made your heart race. Jimin, on the other hand, was now thoroughly perplexed. He stared intensely at you, trying to remember how you knew his hyung.
After a brief but intense moment, Jimin concluded, "You’re the actress in Hyung’s drama! That’s why you look so familiar!” Jimin grinned, satisfied with his conclusion. Seconds later, his grin dropped, replaced with a frown of confusion. “But why are you here in the middle of the-” Jimin trailed off.
He looked back and forth between the two of you, his mind racing to connect the dots.
“OH!” He exclaimed, a look of realization crossing his face. "Bagelandwine?”
He was met with your playful confirmation, "The one and only," and your shared laughter.
“Yahhhhh! Hyung, how could you hide this lovely face behind a book?” Jimin playfully scolded Yoongi, referring to a recent Instagram post on Yoongi's private account.
Yoongi chuckled good-naturedly in response. The three of you continued to converse naturally. Jimin expressed his excitement for your new relationship. You and Jimin discovered that you both are in talks to work with the same fashion house.
“You know, you guys just made me 100 dollars richer. And more importantly, the right to gloat for the next couple of months at least. So, thanks!” Jimin said with a sly smile.
You raised your eyebrow at his words. He basically confessed that he had placed a bet on you being Yoongi’s girlfriend.
Yoongi chuckled. “What did you bet on, exactly Jimin-ah?”
“Where’s the fun if I tell you now? This is only one part of it,” Jimin said with a wink sent your way.
You chuckled at his tone, not taking his words too seriously. Jimin was known for his playful banter. You and Yoongi soon part ways with Jimin. The older man playfully threatened to drag the younger back to his apartment if he didn’t stop practicing soon.
As you and Yoongi made your way back to his studio to get your belongings, he couldn't help but express his surprise. He took your hand and twirled you gently, saying, "I didn't know you were quite the dancer."
You playfully scoffed, "Please, if not for Jimin's perfectionist traits, I'd be flapping around like a fish out of water."
"I'm sure it wasn't that bad.” Yoongi laughed and then grinned mischievously, ”You know, if you ever want to learn some BTS choreography, you can just ask me. I'll show you my moves."
You smiled at the thought, "I'll hold you to that promise, Min Yoongi."
Your playful banter continued as you walked hand in hand, sharing yet another memorable moment in your relationship.
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A/N: I can see Jimin secretly practicing, pushing himself to be 'perfect'. And the song Butterfly could be one that he'd choose because deep down he's scared he'd lose army, lose his talent, during the break🥺
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hyperfixated-chaos · 2 years
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Okay, but real talk: Wittebro was such a sweetheart, though. I mean, take one look at the Hollow Mind background memories and tell me that isn't the sweetest, most wholesome boy to ever exist. He just wanted to live a happy lil life with his brother n partner and carve some wood <3
And I guarantee you he named Flapjack after his favourite food. I mean, LOOK AT HIM and tell me his favourite food isn't pancakes. Tell me as a kid his parents weren't like "get up, boys, we made pancakes for breakfast" and he drags Philip out of bed, bolts downstairs, and bounces impatiently in his chair with the widest, sparkling eyes you've ever seen. I dare you. Look me in the eyes and deny it. That's right, you can't.
Everyone's like "What's your bird's name?" and thinks it's so childish it's Flapjack but it does not phase him. They're just missing out on how precious and adorable his lil birdie is. Everyone thinks he's this weird, goofy guy and his partner's just like "Yes and it's endearing <3 I want to kiss that stupid face."
And he'd joke about the name, too; he's sitting in his house at breakfast just like "Heyyy buddy~ I really hate to eat you but you just look so delicious -eats pancakes-" while Flapjack just sits there, unimpressed.
Just his two favourite things, flapjacks and Flapjack, other than his family ofc T-T You cannot convince me he wouldn't do literally anything for his brother and his wife, he loved them so much-
TL;DR stan Wittebro, kill Belos
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emmies-agere · 3 months
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cg stan from it hc for baby regressor?? (0-2)
hello anon!! of course <3 stan is my favorite it character so i really hope you like this!! he is so caregiver coded,, anyways, take care! :D
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caregiver stanley uris headcanons!
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•stan would be a very sweet yet organized and careful caregiver. he just wants to make sure that you’re okay!
•he likes to plan in advance for things, like if you were going to the park or exactly what book you want to read before bed. it always gives you little things to look forward to when you regress!
•he has a few rules that he likes to stick to, like your bedtime being reasonable and that you have enough meals/cups of water. but other than that, he isn’t strict! he feels like while your regression should be safe, it should also be fun, and he doesn’t want to constantly police what you do.
•i think he would really like playing games with you! like matching games, board games, or even just building blocks :0
•his favorite pet names for you are angel, dear, and love.
•always prepared!! if you regress in public, he’s got a plushie for you to hold/fidget with. if you regressed on a long road trip and forgot to pack for if you got small, he’s got paci’s and your favorite cups/bottles in a little bag. trust him to have everything you need!
•stan definitely buttons your buttons for you and laces your shoes. he brushes your hair behind your ear and makes sure the collars of your shirts/coats aren’t twisted. he’ll always murmur something like, “let me fix that for you, kiddo” and it always makes you feel small!
•he loves reading to you. he’ll let you pick out any book you want and read it to you!! if it’s a picture book, he’ll look at the pictures with you and point out small details, and if it’s a chapter book, he’ll read it dramatically and ask you what you think is going to happen.
•praises anything you color/draw!! he tapes anything you make for him to his bedroom wall and looks at it when he misses you.
•loves taking you bird watching! he’ll take you to the park and point out all the birds to you, giving you many facts about them too. he’d never admit it, but it warms his heart when you point at them and say, “birdie!”
•also really good at listening to you, too!! you can talk to him about anything. you can give him stuffed animal lore, talk about one of your interests, complain about a problem bigger you has to face,, whatever it is, he’s more than happy to nod and talk to you about it!
•if you were ever feeling upset, stan would be very gentle with you. his voice would soften in a way that it only does for you, and he would do his best to talk you through it. if you were comfortable with physical affection, he’d wrap an arm around you and pull you close to him.
•he’d try to make things easier for you when things were tough— checking up on you more often and making sure you were taking care of yourself— especially now. he loves you and he really, really wants you to be okay.
•stan quite honestly adores you. he thinks you’re adorable when you’re small, and he wants to protect you. if he can make things easier for you, or make you happy, then that’s all he wants <3
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h-harleybaby · 1 year
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A little birdie told me you opened requests?? :0
Well, then I'd like to ask for something If that's okay with you 👍
So, romantic or platonic headcanons for Stan, Token and Craig with a reader with whom they get on a rollercoaster??
Idk, maybe them reacting to the reader clinging to them for dear life while she is telling him non-stop that she loves him, that they're going to die and that he was a good friend/partner???
You have the right to ignore this if you don't feel like or you can't write it lmao. (That reader is such a self insert lmao 💀)
Help people keep asking for characters that I don’t know that well and aren’t in the list for people I write for 💀
But I like you so I’ll try with some heavy consulting with Jen <3
EDIT LIKE, OVER A MONTH LATER
Sorry it took me so long, I was dreading writing for Craig and Tolkien but then I remembered I don’t write for them rn so like
S o r r y
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• Stan was soooo confident when he was getting on the roller coaster
• He's been hyping up and reassuring himself that he was gonna be brave
• He’d definitely try to be the cool tough guy and hold your hand to keep you brave too
• But omg the second you start screaming- you kinda freak him out too 😭
• And now you're both screaming and violently grabbing onto each other for comfort
• When the ride is over, stan is s u p e r embarrassed for screaming like a little girl
• He’d probably try to pretend like it never happened but he can't really hide the way his eyes got all teary after getting off
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fromtheseventhhell · 9 months
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The way jonsas say the vilest shit about Arya and Dany 24/7, but will piss themselves and start crying if you say that their precious little birdie isn't one of the key five is so funny. They need their self-insert to the most specialest girl, so of course they loathe actual main girls
It's so funny to look at how hypocritical they are, cause if you give even 0.1% of the energy they have for Dany + Arya to Sansa they'll throw a fit about how misogynistic and hateful Dany and Arya stans are. They're allowed to write essays on how Arya and Dany are "too far gone", how they're destined to die violent deaths, make everything in their chapters about other characters, and act like they're only props for their little bird but let someone say that they don't think Sansa is going to become Queen and suddenly it's the worst crime ever committed against a woman. And you're right...at the root of it is nothing but jealousy. They hate that Dany and Arya are the most important female characters, they hate that they're two of George's favorite characters, that they have some of the highest chapter counts, and that they're connected to so many plotlines. How is their fave supposed to be the most special character ever when they exist?
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rreskk · 7 months
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A little birdie tells me that there are some deprived Michael stans!
So I’m posting Mikey😋
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He’s gorgeous
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I better not catch any of you Essek stans saying a single word against Birdie now. In this fandom we cherish ALL morally dubious magical scientists working with definitely bad guys for a potentially good cause.
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