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#this day was actually super cool and yes it was full but full with a lot of nice things
astonmartinii · 4 months
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hi!! i really love your blog: i usually stay silent and only like the posts but i thought today should be the day i request something!
would you be open to write a social media au with lando Norris x y/n where the reader is a marine biologist? or a surfer? or something ocean-related lmao
feel free to disregard this request if you don’t like it or don’t have time!! xx
just add water | lando norris social media au
pairing: lando norris x fem reader
first fish ruined his appetite, now they steal his girlfriend?
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yourusername: perks of the job but back on shore i clock in to my full time job of missing lando
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user1: can we have the hair routine cause miss ma'am is in the sea every damn day and her hair is still healthier than mine
user2: REAL
landonorris: f1 is just my day job, talking about you is my passion and career
yourusername: babe even the whales in monterey bay know about you
landonorris: they better be mclaren fans
yourusername: eh i think i heard super max (whale edition) the other day
maxverstappen1: conquered all of f1 and the seven seas so real of me
landonorris: THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY'RE SAYING THE RISING OCEAN TEMPERATURES ARE FRYING THEIR BRAINS
yourusername: babe don't joke about that :(
landonorris: sorry :(
oscarpiastri: can you please come to the next race i may put my head through a wall if i have to watch this man go through his camera roll again RETELLING me all of the stories
yourusername: didn't realise we were so annoying 🧐
oscarpiastri: don't get me wrong you guys are cute but sometimes i wanna nap after practice in peace and not hear about whale shit
landonorris: i SEE HOW IT IS
alexalbon: no oscar is right i've heard about when had a baby seal on her surfboard about seven billion times
yourusername: HEY that was cute
user3: okay but lando could talk to ME about y/n's adventures
user4: i want to hear ALL of it for real
user5: lando and y/n podcast when?
alexalbon: do not give them ideas they’re already number one and two yappers in the international waffling championship
yourusername: yapper and proud 😤
landonorris: healthy relationship communications and boundaries? no. yappers? yes!
alexalbon: has anyone ever told you guys you’re annoying?
yourusername: yes 😃
user6: they’re so annoying i love them
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landonorris: does this girl own a pair of trousers? real question.
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user8: i actually don't think i've ever seen a man this down bad
user9: ALL men should aspire to be this whipped
yourusername: i wish you would join the no trouser revolution, give the girlies something to look at
user10: i agree
yourusername: okay back up babe that ass is all mine
landonorris: it's okay babe you can admire your (my) ass all the time if you come home PLS
yourusername: sorry babe the ocean doesn't sleep and the whales need me
landonorris: but i need you too :(
maxverstappen1: WAH WAH I'M SICK OF YOUR FUCKING WHINING
alexalbon: THANK YOU FINALLY
landonorris: erm why am i being victimised in my own comment section
maxverstappen1: you are doing my fucking nut in mate yeha i get you miss her but kinda your fault for having a cool gf with a cool job
yourusername: omg thanks 😊
landonorris: Y/N???
yourusername: babe no offence but he's a three time world champ i'm gonna take the compliment
landonorris: i guess so :(
user10: just one normal comment section, please that is all i ask for
oscarpiastri: maybe i should get on this whole j.peg business cause my photography is doing some heavy lifting here
yourusername: i didn't take you for a stunt queen miss rookie
landonorris: where is the peace, love and positivity ?? you guys are such haters
oscarpiastri: proudly
yourusername: no cool shells for you mr piastri
oscarpiastri: I TAKE IT BACK
landonorris: you people are such flip flops
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yourusername: i promise we do actually do work
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user14: why am i now considering a marine biology degree for a sick ass instagram feed
user15: and protecting the sanctity of ocean life?
user14: yeah sure throw that in there too?
landonorris: i hope you slapped the FUCK out of that stingray for steve irwin
yourusername: babe we all know violence is not the answer
landonorris: you said you'd break the knee caps of any driver that took me out?
yourusername: i do not recall this
landonorris: steve irwin is a national treasure, you should've done it for oscar
oscarpiastri: i'm sure it wasn't that exact stingray mate
landonorris: you don't know that
danielricciardo: i see you've forgotten about the other aussie you were teammates with ???
yourusername: i wouldn't have that if i were you daniel
landonorris: y/n??? you're meant to be on my side
yourusername: say sorry to larry and maybe i'll gang up on daniel with you
danielricciardo: Y/N???
landonorris: i'm sorry larry ... and daniel i guess ?
danielricciardo: if my hand weren't broken right now...
user16: okay i think lando is having y/n withdrawals
yourusername: his bitchiness is a symptom of separation anxiety
landonorris: sorry not sorry
user17: mclaren pr praying for y/n to come to a race soon
maxverstappen1: p says pretty please can she bagsy the pink shells?
yourusername: most definitely she can !! i'll even be on the look out for more
maxverstappen1: thank you y/n you're my favourite - p
yourusername: that's it i'm coming home rn
landonorris: am i a joke to you?
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landonorris: reunited and it feels so good oh and a double podium, pretty sweet
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user21: obsessed with how lando said that y/n is clearly his lucky charm and the "dumbass" ocean won't be getting his girlfriend back
user22: there's levels to hating and lando's level of hating on the ocean??
user23: his hatred of fish makes so much more sense right now
user24: either he hates anything to do with the ocean or y/n convinced him they deserve to live 😭
landonorris: i'll say it's number one but realistically it's two greatly helped by the fact that it tastes gross anyway
yourusername: I'M SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU
landonorris: i know hhehehehehehehe
yourusername: i love you stupid
landonorris: i love you too dummy
yourusername: as much as i enjoyed this race i am ready for home time (after karaoke, you promised me karaoke with yuki)
landonorris: AHAHAHAAH TAKE THAT OCEAN Y/N COMING HOME
alexalbon: bro has beef with the ocean 😭
georgerussell63: bro had to share his gf with WATER 😭
maxverstappen1: bro is being ... torn apart here KEEP GOING LOL
oscarpiastri: no keep going cause i just want a nap before debrief and some people are being WAY TOO LOUD
carlossainz55: i think that's probably why you guys are getting away with bullying the little goblin
user25: oscar out here just confirming that lando and y/n are ... for lack of a better word up to no good?
user26: y/n didn't lie when she called him a stunt queen
landonorris: i can't hear y'all LALALALALALA
yourusername: they hate us because they ain't us
landonorris: period 💅
user27: i hate (love) them your honour
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yourusername: so he had the whole proposal planned out but got a bit too excited at suzuka ... if anyone asks we got engaged on a boat in the mediterranean not in his driver's room. aside from that, HOLY FUCK I AM ENGAGED TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE I LOVE YOU LANDO I CAN'T WAIT FOR FOREVER
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user30: HOLY 😭 FUCKING 😭 SHIT 😭
landonorris: can we agree on no more like three month placements pretty please?
yourusername: baby the whales need me
landonorris: i need you more FIANCE :(
yourusername: gosh you are convincing, no more retreats for more than a month
landonorris: yay !!
yourusername: you need to put up more shelves for our shells though
landonorris: on it, i love you (i'm calling my dad to do it)
yourusername: i love you too baby
danielricciardo: enchante tease on the engagement post and for free ??? love you two
yourusername: at least you have the prettiest model ever for it
landonorris: I'M BLUSHING
danielricciardo: i'll deal with this because i'm happy for you two
mclarenf1: double podium and an engagement, suzuka really delivered this year
oscarpiastri: i guess i take back my comments about being loud in the drivers room... i'm so happy for you guys you deserve it
landonorris: ahaha i knew you were a softy really pastry boy
yourusername: i always knew you loved us really oscar, you're just sassy and we respect that
landonorris: .... sure
maxverstappen1: did he propose at sea in one final power move over his arch nemesis the ocean?
yourusername: have you considered he did it at sea because i'm a marine biologist and i love it out there and he loves me?
maxverstappen1: well now i look like an asshole
landonorris: the sea 0 - 1 lando
yourusername: lando 😭
user31: well this has all been a rollercoaster
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fin.
note: i've been kinda mia on here and i'm super sorry this request has taken so long lol. wanted to get this out now though cause lando had a horrid day today but i'm glad he's okay !! enjoy, i'm in my second week of a job so might get less busy xx
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maiverie · 9 months
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THE RAIN HAS AN EDGE ╰ ﹙ ☁️ ﹚ft. park sunghoon ﹕ a oneshot ﹙ preview ﹚
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you are the girl with an umbrella on a rainy day, and sunghoon is the boy at the bus stop drenched from head to toe.
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in a nutshell ﹒ there’s a heavy downpour so you hold an umbrella over sunghoon and he looks at you like you’re crazy // 100% fluff
word count ﹒ preview is 1.5k; full ver ~6-7k
fic one of the chasing rainbows series ﹙ coming soon ! ﹚
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“true, the sun and the wind inspire. but the rain has an edge. who, after all, dreams of dancing in the dust? or kissing in the bright sun?” — cynthia barnett
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now playing ﹒ paris in the rain﹙ lauv ﹚
THE FIRST TIME you talk to park sunghoon, it’s raining, it’s cold, and jake had ditched you to “hang out” with chaewon, because he’s a crappy friend who pounces at any opportunity for female attention.
after your study session in the school library finishes, you find yourself standing at the school’s front entrance, grimacing at the downpour of rain in front of you. heavy pellets pummel from the sky like bullets, forming puddles in the divots of the ground and lowering the temperature enough to make you shiver. 
lucky for you, you remembered to bring your umbrella.
this was a habit of yours even on the sunniest of days, after spending five days bedridden with a fever following The Great Downpour of 2020.
when you reached for your backpack and unfurled your umbrella, it sprung to life and off you went, hopping down the cement paveway that led to the nearest bus stop.
you’re just about to slip in your earphones when you stop in your tracks, spotting a figure a few steps ahead of you. 
the person is crouching on the ground at the bus stop, hunched over and hugging their bookbag in an attempt at gathering warmth. 
the person is drenched and miserable.
and practically radiating angst and despair.  
because you’ve always been a totally (impulsive) caring and selfless person, you shuffle over and hold your umbrella over the person’s head.
they look up — and just when you encounter a cold gaze, dark brows and raven hair — you realise that the moody figure is none other than park sunghoon.
park sunghoon, the ridiculously good-looking senior everybody whispers about but doesn’t actually know anything about. 
park sunghoon, the guy who always wears a stoic, unsmiling expression that makes him the most unapproachable of his group of friends. 
and park sunghoon, the one who’s staring at you with a baffled and slightly distrustful expression on his face. 
oh.
you’re just standing here, staring at him like a creep. 
crap.
you should say something.
you open and shut your mouth a few times, trying to brainstorm what you might possibly say. you want to sound smart. and funny. and cool. so, naturally, the first thing that comes out of your mouth is a very intelligent and super profound, “it’s, uh. . . raining.”
sunghoon continues to stare, his brows slightly furrowed to suggest he was questioning your sanity. 
“it’s raining,” you stupidly repeat louder, as though he hadn’t heard you over the rain. 
“good catch,” he replies, his gruff voice coinciding with the slight dip of his lips. 
the rumors are so true. 
sunghoon definitely has a very grumpy, rather angsty demeanour. you’ve actually spotted him around school a few times (you may or may not follow him with your eyes every time he’s around. is that a crime? it can’t be! you’re not the only one in the student body who finds him extremely attractive and painfully enigmatic), but he’s not the kind of person you can approach so easily.
in fact, he’s been coined the nickname ice prince for a reason.
“yes, uh,” you struggle to string together a coherent set of words, especially because he stands to his feet now, and you have to make the effort to not be intimidated by his height. 
“what i meant to say is that it’s raining but you don’t have an umbrella,” you laughed awkwardly, wanting to whack your head and yell stupid, stupid, stupid for impulsively waddling over here and saying stupid things to park sunghoon of all people. “i-i mean, obviously it’s a free country and you can totally do whatever you want, but, as you might already know — and i’m sure you do because you’re one of the smartest kids in school — standing in the rain can get you sick, like, really sick, and i only know this because about three years ago i forgot my umbrella and — funny story — i ended up getting so sick that i had to take five days off school because my fever was so high.”
oh god.
you quickly slap the tips of your fingers over your lips to physically restrain yourself from talking. the motion makes sunghoon’s gaze quickly flit to your lips, before they bounce back up to your eyes.
his stare is so painfully emotionless that you cringe inwardly.
you wish he’d say something.
anything. literally anything.
but he’s silent.
well, of course he is — you basically just trauma dumped about your stupid fever story. boo-hoo, you were sick from the rain — who cares?
just when you think you’ve reached the death of the conversation, you’re surprised by the sound of his soft voice.
“. . . niki.”
huh?
you blink, leaning in slightly so that you can hear him better.
“. . . niki. my brother. he took the last umbrella.”
oh.
your lips form a small o as you nod in understanding. “oh, niki! that doesn’t surprise me. he’s in my class, you know, and he’s always playing pranks on our teacher. one time he actually hid the test papers so we got a whole extra day to study,” your voice lowers to a whisper, “can’t believe i still failed it though. . .”
sunghoon doesn’t say anything, and afraid of being submerged in awkward silence again, you rush to fill in the space. 
“so where’s niki now?”
he shrugs. “soccer practice, probably.”
“oh,” you frown. “wait, aren’t you part of the soccer team, too? you’re the goalie. you saved so many goals last season and helped the team to their first win in two years,” you say, though your eyes widen in panic as soon the words leave your mouth, “n-not that i’m a stalker, or anything,” you frantically add, “it’s just that everyone knows you’re the goalie because one, it’s common knowledge, and two, the game is coming up and we’re all on the edge of our seats to find out how it goes!” 
stupid stupid stupid. 
why are you rambling so much? 
sunghoon doesn’t seem to mind, though his lips flatten in a rather sour manner. “i quit the team, actually.”
you gasp. “you’re the person jake is replacing? he’s been so cocky ever since it was announced that he’d be on the team. what made you quit?”
he shrugs, “it got boring,” he mumbles, then his ears turn slightly red and he dips his head in an emotion you never imagined park sunghoon could wear — embarrassment. “and i accidentally sprained my ankle.”
you blinked in surprise. “how?”
he hesitates before answering. “i tripped.” 
you stifle a laugh at the irony, because while sunghoon was a lot of adjectives — tall, handsome, mysterious, brooding, kind of scary, even — you never thought he was clumsy.
you softly cackle, earning you a glare from the boy. 
“sorry,” you grin playfully, growing accustomed to his icy aura. “i just never pictured you as a klutz.”
“says you,” he grumbles, “weren’t you the one who tripped and fell in the cafeteria last week? ”
“what—” you choked, “you saw that?”
he exhaled through his nose in amusement. “who didn’t?” sunghoon raised a brow at you. “i’m pretty sure someone recorded and posted it. the caption was ‘dumbass fails to do simple task and ends up with food all over her clothes.’”
your eyes slammed shut before they shot open. “fucking jake,” you growled, gripping the umbrella tightly. “i’m going to kill him.”
sunghoon chuckled, and the sound made your heart beat a little faster. you caught a fleeting glimpse of his smile which — by the way — showcased the most emotion you had ever seen from the boy. it couldn’t be helped that your stomach mangled and twisted at his pearly-white boyish smile, one that made his cheeks bunch up his face and his eyes twinkle like stars.
how pretty.
his smile faded as quickly as it appeared, however, and you soon found yourself facing his usual blank expression again. 
you want to try say something that might make him smile or laugh again, but he suddenly steps outside of the cage of your umbrella and raises his hand, hailing down the incoming bus. 
it slowly stops by the road beside the two of you, marking the end of your little interaction. 
“oh, your bus is here,” you force a smile, rather disappointed. “i’ll, um, see you later, sunghoon.”
“get home safe,” he retrieves his bus card from his pocket, glancing over his shoulder before he boards his bus. “and thanks. for the umbrella.” 
“n-no problem!” you quickly smile, “and by the way, my name is—”
“i know your name,” he interjects, and you think your mind is playing tricks on you when you see the edges of his lips twitch upward. “see you around.” 
sunghoon disappears into the bus and it whizzes by you, though you stay frozen in your feet for what feels like forever. 
he knows your name.
he’ll see you around.
you tuck your lip between your teeth, cheeks and ears flaring up.
and he wants you to get home safe.
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( to be continued )
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a/n . btw this is a preview only. the full fic might come out next week ? anyway my first hoonie fic and it's 100% pure, unadulterated fluff <3 this is inspired by paris in the rain + the above quote + an exo fic i adore ^^ hope u all liked it :) see u in the full version maybe 🤓
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38sr · 8 months
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My Adventures with Superman EP 4: Design Works
My goodness it feels so strange to see these designs two years later but I actually had a hand in Clark, Lois and Jimmy’s gala suits in episode 4 of My Adventures with Superman!
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This happened WAY back in Sept 2021 but during my first week on the show I jokingly sent a piece of art to one of the design leads and well, one thing led to another:
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This is kind of running gag with my work, but I somehow always predict things when I draw fanart haha. I truly didn’t know there was gonna be a gala episode and now I was tasked to do a pass for the main trio’s gala outfits.
CLARK KENT
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Naturally since it started with Clark, he was the first one I did a pass on. I actually really like men’s suits design so this was the most fun to design out of the three. Overall, I drafted up four different suits that gave 4 different feels for our soft boi. Option A was a full 3 piece with slick backed hair (which honestly now feels very Bruce Wayne than Clark haha). Option B had a high school prom feel, Option C was more business casual (hence why his dress shirt was unbuttoned at top) and finally Option D was sleek turtleneck & suit combo. Honestly, I was rooting Option D ‘cause I’m a sucker for a turtleneck but if I  remember correct they went with Option B ‘cause it felt the most Clark. But just know I tried haha.
LOIS LANE
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Lois’s outfit was quite challenging since I had no clue until I was given the assignment that she’s Korean (yes, Lois is canonically Korean in the show). I remember the design leads Jane Bak and Dou Hong showing me a rough concept of a modern hanbok. I spent so many days researching hanboks and the construction behind them...it truly was a learning experience for me haha. It was quite challenging trying to create and outfit that spoke to Lois’ heritage while still keeping her energy. This was my very first pass but I think ultimately the team did a great job to hone in the final look and balance both elements for her outfit (the backless top is just chef’s kiss). Also yes, I did try giving Lois slick back hair haha.
JIMMY OLSEN
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There isn’t much to say about Jimmy’s outfit (sadly I left the production to work on Spiderman Freshman Year before seeing what they decided on). But from what I remember, I specifically was looking at men’s outfits from the Met Gala from that year and before (I think Chadwick Boseman was the biggest influence for me at the time). Though I think his final suit design aren’t like too far off from my initial thoughts, it’s still super cool to see how it evolved into the final look!  But yeah! Just a little behind the scenes on the work I got to do on the show. Again, super brief since Spidey was calling my name but I truly had so much fun getting to design for this show. MAWS was my first ever time doing design work (since I primarily work as a 2D animator and board artist). I was so nervous but the team was welcoming and taught me so much! I really have to thank Dou Hong and Jake Wyatt for taking a chance on me and allowing me to draw hot anime characters for a DC show haha.
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yanderederee · 5 months
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MeetMyGang
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Please enjoy!!♡ // BajixTutor!Reader series // ct:fluff
before › now! › after
Just after the events of Rooting for You!
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“Bring her by next meeting,”
Mikey ordered.
Baji sweat under the intense seriousness Mikey was radiating.
“It’s really not what you think, M-“ Baji tried to disagree, but Mikey simply wasn’t taking no for an answer. This was an order, not a request.
“I just wanna meet her!” Mikey pouted. “Anyone who can get You to stop on a rampage is worth meeting.” Draken let out, smirking at Baji. “It’s not everyday we get to see Baji Keisuke shy,” Mitsuya shoved Baji playfully. “She’s got to be a saint of some kind to put up with your stubborn ass!”
Baji groaned, glaring at each and every one of the Toman founders, who were simultaneously grinning wickedly back at him.
“I said, no.”
He was determined.
Everyone went quiet, and soon all eyes landed to the ominous aura in the air: all eyes on Mikey.
Baji wasn’t budging.
“Fine,”
Mikey shrugged, outwardly appearing indifferent. “Not like I can force you.”
And that was it.
The meeting ended.
That was way too easy.
Baji didn’t have a good feeling, when the room started to file empty.
“Good luck,” Draken, the last person in the room, had sighed, before leaving Baji in a cold sweat.
— April 27th, 2004
“Hmm~mh-mm~”
Whisper
“Who is that guy?”
“I’m not sure, be looks like he’s waiting on someone…”
“He kinda looks.. like a delinquent, doesn’t he?”
“Well he’s driving a bike, so…”
“Maybe he’s waiting on a girlfriend?~”
“Don’t joke like that! Who would even…”
Whisper
“Yyy/nn-chinnn~ y/n-chin~” Mikey whistled to himself, scanning the ocean of student heads while he wait leisurely on his CB250.
Baji was PISSED.
“What is that guys deal?!”
“Who?” You asked, behind him like a little duckling.
“No one!” Baji bit back full force, practically red, trying to hide his friend from your window viewing pleasure.
Barely taken aback, if at all, you hummed casually before shrugging. “Guess I’ll go find out ~” you gathered the last of your materials before pulling your bag neatly over your shoulder and started your way towards the door.
“Wait!” Baji tried stopping you, but just as he reached for your hand to try and halt you, you did a quick sprint to the door, avoiding his touch. You grinned wickedly, yet so sweetly, actually, wait, why were you giggling at him? He was so caught up in how cute you looked giggling at his bewildered expression, that he lost sight of you completely.
“Shit, wait, y/n!! “ he yelled, trying to make quick work to catch up to you. He glasses slid, the frames blocking his vision only for a moment, enough to make him bump against the door way in his quick pursuit.
“Damnit, Chifuyu!” Baji yelled, and up popped Chifuyu’s blond helmet. “Yes sir!”
“Don’t let Mikey get ahold of Y/n!” He ordered, and just like a good subordinate, Chifuyu clicked his heels. “GOT IT!”
As Baji and Chifuyu both went different directions, Ryusei couldn’t contain his laughter. “What the hell is going on?”
Just outside the school entrance, you snuck to and fro with mingling students to make sure you went unseen.
You were just curious after all. Baji never wanted to introduce you to any of his friends, and while it wasn’t like you two were dating, but you were curious about Baji’s personal life. About his super cool biker gang friends!
You peeked a spying eye out past the gate, looking around to see the culprit of Baji’s stress. It didn’t take long, given the low rumbling of an engine.
Biking boots.
Loose black trousers.
A white belt.
An oversized white v neck, shoulders covered with … another school’s jacket. Not the same Tokyo Manji uniform you’d seen just the other day.
And as your gaze wandered to meet the face of this lazily dressed delinquent, you made eye to eye contact with Manjiro Sano.
Your heart stopped. What kind of presence was that, you were feeling? It felt like the wind had been knocked right out of you. Your lungs deflated and suddenly you were lightheaded. Were you holding your breath? Why couldn’t you breathe? Why was he looking at you so intently? Like you were—
“Y/n!” Whispered Chifuyu, bringing you back to reality.
But just as he got his hands on you, so had Mikey.
“Y/n-chin!~ there you are, I was looking for you!” Mikey laughed happily, his bike’s kickstand shoved in the ground with haste.
“Too late, shit-“ Baji hissed, just making it in time to witness Mikey holding your hands in his with glee. “C’mon, before your boyfriend snatches you away,” Mikey grinned at you, then glancing at Baji, who seemed to hear every word.
“You low hanging bastard! Don’t you dare—“ Baji started, but it was too late before Mikey was pulling you past your restrains- over and onto his bike, sitting in front of him.
“WHAT THE HELL!” School be damned, Baji couldn’t hide the hot rage that came from Mikey’s overstepping. But even when he tried reaching the two of you, Mikey was already throttling the gas.
The last thing Baji saw of you was your mildly worried expression.
“Seee ya~” Mikey laughed, so so very clearly amused, before riding away full speed.
“Mikkkeeeeyyyyy…” Baji was boiling over, further and further as the day went on.
Couldn’t he just respect one thing? One? Baji said no, No, damnit!
“Baji, we should follow them,” Chifuyu spoke, as though there wasn’t all hope lost. “C’mon.”
..
“‘the hells your problem, knock it off!” Baji yelled.
Everyone was just surrounding you— trying to get a look at Baji’s Girlfriend. Or, that was the rumor.
“Baji-San has a girlfriend?!”
“No way! She’s just his tutor!”
“But he brought her here! That’s strange!”
“It’s unlike Baji to bring someone…”
“Shh he’ll hear you!”
“I didn’t say anything wron-“
“QUIT WHISPERING I CAN HEAR YOU BASTARDS!”
Baji groaned. This was the worst.
Chifuyu had good intentions, bringing you around to get a better understanding of who Baji really was, the side of him you didn’t know anything about.
And now here you were in the heart of it, and you looked amazed.
“Is that a real tattoo?” You asked one of the guys, peeking when the thug drew back his sleeve to show it off. “No, fuck off.” Baji pushed past, taking you away from the crowd.
“H-hey! Baji,” you tried to argue, but he wasn’t having any of it. “Don’t care, we’re leaving.”
*reader begins using Baji>Kei while in front of his friends, to avoid being seen as disrespectful*
“Woah woah! Where’s the fire!” Smiled a nice looking boy with short hair and a cross earring. “You must be the famous Baji charmer,” he opened his hand to you, to which you shook politely. “Name’s Mitsuya, Mitsuya Takashi.”
“Nice to make your acquaintance Mitsuya-san, I don’t much about charming, but I do my best to keep Baji on top of classes.” You giggled.
Mitsuya paused, starring at you for a while, charmed. Quickly, he looked back up to smirk at Baji. “Lucky bastard.” He almost soluted before giving your hand a final squeeze, and backed off.
But you were a popular guest star, it was only a matter of time before you were swept away again. Much to Baji’s dismay. In the crowd of delinquents, it was getting hard to keep track of where you were being taken.
“Chifuyu, I’m about to lose it.” Baji informed, ready to throttle the next guy who put his hands on you. Chifuyu gulped. “J-just, hang tight boss!” He groaned, dreading the turn of events.
“I-is THAT a real tattoo?” You gasped, the next time you were spotted was with Draken, who was crouching for your convenience and chuckling at your bright eyed excitement. “I-is it a dragon? How cool!” You threatened to trace the ink outline.
“Ken Ryuguji, nice to meet you,” Draken had introduced himself, now standing up to full height.
“Wow, even your name means dragon? That’s kind of bad ass, right?”
Draken laughed, like you’d just said a hilarious joke. “It is bad ass isn’t it!” He laughed even harder. “She’s great, you should’ve brought her around sooner, Baji!”
And while Baji was off fuming, you stood there happily content.
“Hey, yaknow, I’m like, way stronger than Baji, right?” Mikey grinned, leaning in for a fake flirty gesture. Stalking you like a shadow, Mikey’s been having you make your rounds, all within his own supervision.
Mikey did find you rather adorable, after all.
Mikey liked the way you handled yourself, composed and confident in a crowd of scary looking thugs. He liked the way you respected them and treated them in a friendly manner. But Mikey really liked the way you smiled, the lovesick doe eyed puppy that adored Baji. He knew you and Baji were in the process of becoming an item.
But you weren’t yet, so he thought it no harm to pseudo flirt before Baji could have a valid reason to tell him off.
“I saw the way you kick, yesterday! I was really impressed,” you admitted with an admiring gaze. “Considering Baji is the strongest person I know, so I suppose I’ll have to take your word for it.”
This seemed to light a fire in Mikey. “Oh no, take more than just my word. Baji! C’mere so I can kick your ass!” He joked loudly.
Baji was almost thrilled when he finally found you again. And what made it all the better was way you jogged over to be by his side.
The presence you gave off was enough to let him catch his breath.
When he looked down at you to assess your comfort levels, what with being pawned around like a whiney toy. “I’m also way stronger than Baji, by the way.” Out came Pah, almost startling you.
“Oh really? Maybe we should test what one of us is the strongest!”
“Stupid~, I’m just gonna win! Don’t even bother,”
“Now that’s a challenge I think I’ll take you up on.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you guys!”
And that’s how you ended up refereeing Toman’s first strength and endurance competition.
Between Mitsuya and Draken, you made sure both of them seemed prepared enough for your say so. “… Go!”
And in traditional arm wrestling fashion, the twin dragons fight their strength, gripping for dear life to not be the loser.
They had a good few seconds beefing back and forth, but soon became obvious it was Draken’s game.
“No fair! No one can beat Kenchin at arm wrestling! This is rigged!” Mikey yelled from the sidelines, not eager to be the one to follow up.
Next in the lineup, they wanted to try push ups. All ready in position, in a line so everyone was visible.
It didn’t take them long to tire themselves out, though it seemed like they never would stop.
“Just give it up Mikey, I ain’t losin’ to you!” Baji huffed out, still fighting Mikey’s childish need to win. “You’re just sayin’ that cause you’re getting tired~ I could keep this up for hours!” Manjiro quipped back with barely a huff of exertion at all.
All that remained was Mikey, Baji, Draken and Chifuyu. Though, just as they rounded off to the fifteen minute mark, Chifuyu practically lost consciousness. And Draken honestly started getting bored.
“This is fun ‘n all, but don’t you guys have better things to do?” Out emerged another girl, with long blond hair. A wide smile bloomed over your features when you saw her. “W-wow, you’re like, really pretty… um- s-sorry, hi, I’m–“ you tried to introduce yourself, but Emma already knew. “Y/n, yeah, heard lots about you just from passing through.” She held out her hand to you, smiling in unison.
You shook her hand happily, “So, is it true?~ Are you and Baji shacking up?~” she whispered with a grin. Your face heated up dramatically at her question and shook your head. “No! No, n-not like that! We just go to school together!” You defended.
“Hmm~ if you say so.” She let off. “I’m Emma, by the way. Mikey’s my brother, if you couldn’t tell.”
You blinked a few times, turning the idea in your head. “Oh, that makes sense! You guys do look alike!” You nodded, and looked over at Baji and Mikey still squabbling on how to settle the score.
“Oi! Come on! We ain’t got all night!” Draken called once he finally had his fill of the excitement. “Just settle it with a good ol’ fashion fist fight and be done with it!”
Both Mikey and Baji huffed out some kind of reply, to their feet. “I’m so going to kick your ass.” Baji glared at Mikey. “Oho~ I’d like to see you try.” Mikey grinned back.
“Are they always this competitive?” You leaned closer to Emma in inquiry. “Yes, literally all the time.” She replied quickly, a unanimous nod waving over all else who heard the question.
That made you smile.
Overlooking the petty little dispute, you couldn’t help but feel warm inside. Before, you’d only ever seen Baji with a mild temper, holding his tongue and being the voice of reason in some cases. His thick rimmed glasses hid half his face, and you’d have never guessed his hair was actually as long as it was with the way he tied it back.
You began to fall for him ever since you saw the way he took such good care of the injured kitten, barely a month ago. You began noticing the cracks in the character he played up, and found it cute. Stifling curse words, diverting his ever growing tempter. Until eventually he began also showing interest in you. Meeting you anytime you asked for his presence, gradually asking you more about yourself, and reassuring you about things you couldn’t control.
This, too, was Baji Keisuke. Hot tempered, brash, snarky, confident, handsome… you knew you liked Baji before you knew how he really got along. He was a gentle person underneath it all. He loved animals, just as they loved him back.
Would you have feared him, if you saw this side of him before meeting him in school? Surely not, you’d been surrounded by delinquents for the last hour, and felt no discomfort whatsoever. That had to mean something, right?
“You got this, Baji-san!!” Chifuyu yelled out, snapping you out of you day dream. Everyone was cheering all around you as the fight was in full swing. Push after hard punch, they were fighting for blood. It took you off guard at first, the blood, but this was normal for them.
A swift kick to the side of the head, a block to counter, Baji looped his arm around Mikey’s foot to falter his landing. Before he could meet the ground, Mikey used his palms to push off, and send his uninterrupted foot under Baji’s chin to clock him in an undercut fashion. That definitely had to hurt.
Yet they fought on. In amazement, you starred. With everyone else cheering around you, the hype building inside you felt ready to burst. “I believe in you, Kei!” You yelled out. In front row, he definitely heard you. It felt embarrassing having a girl root for you so explicitly, but damn did it also fuel the fight in him.
Baji grinned, regaining his composure. His next punch really hurt, you could tell. Mikey’s expression was a dead give away of that. “Damn, you really pack a punch whenever your girl’s involved,” he teased. “Maybe we should bring her around more often.”
“Try it,” Baji but back, taking the initiative. The two have spared so much in their life, each could read the other’s moves with no issue. And Baji knew Mikey was losing on purpose.
Sure, losing to Baji left a bad taste in his mouth, losing in front of you was even more bitter. But at the end of the day, Mikey knew Baji really cared about you. He would have chances in the future to sweep you off your feet and let you reconsider who you liked best. But for now, he wouldn’t dare ruin the glow of excitement that lit up that cute face of yours.
“Winner! Baaajiii!” Draken’s voice rang with a roaring hoot. All of toman hooted in response, all in good fun. Mikey could afford losing in front of his subordinates every now and again. He was still The Invincible Mikey, and he’d be sure to whip anyone who actually questioned that standing.
You jumped on excitement at the declaration, clapping for your classmate. “Way to go Kei!!” You called out happily.
Baji knew he won by default, but didn’t really care to rebuttal the outcome. Not when you looked so happy. He grinned at you and rolled his eyes. “Had it in the bag,”
“Mmhm~ good fight.” Mikey chuckled past the two of you. “Meeting adjourned!”
“See you ‘round!” Called out another Toman member, zooming past on their bike. You waved back politely, standing back while Baji worked on getting his bike ready to go. “Y/n~!” Emma caught your attention, hugging you warmly. “Nice to meet you, make it home safe, kay?” She smiled.
You smiled back. “I’ll be sure to do that! Make it home safe!” You waved her off when she hopped herself onto the back of Mikey’s bike. “Don’t be a stranger~” Mikey called back with a wide grin and a wave.
Baji rolled his eyes, and roared his engine. “Come on, I’ll give you a ride back home.”
You paused, worried. “Don’t you usually drive home with Matsuno?” You asked. Chifuyu grinned and patted your back. “Sounds weird having you call me that, just call me Chifuyu, alright?”
“And second, don’t sweat it! I can walk home just fine.”
You gave a weary look. “Well, if you’re sure..” you said uneasily. “Hop on,” Baji encouraged, leaning the bike to one side so you could get on easier.
A few attempts later, you only managed to get yourself situated onto the back of the back by using Baji’s shoulder for leverage.
Holy shit, Baji only just realized. You were so close. Way too close. Chest pressed flush to his back, hands shakily gripping the sides of his uniform. He could feel you breath against him.
Your legs felt weird against the hot metal by the motor, even though he assured you it was probably safe.
“Don’t worry so much, you’re fine. You rode on Mikey’s bike just a while ago, right?” He tried reassuring you when he started for takeoff.
“Y-yeah but I was sitting in front that time!”
“You want to sit in front now?” He joked.
“Can I?”
“No, that’s dangerous as hell.”
You laughed. “Then why’d you ask?”
“It was radical.” He rolled his eyes. “Rhetorical!” You yelled back.
“Whatever.”
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avaf00rdxx · 2 months
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Little shits Pt 3
Arsenal women x Teen!reader
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I know a promised this a few days ago but it actually took ages.
Like always enjoy!!
Warnings: spelling mistakes in too tired to read over xxx so if something doesn’t make sense it probs doesn’t
part 1😚
part 2😚
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“What time will you be ready?” Asked Katie through the phone. Whenever she went grocery shopping she would take you with her so you can do your shop. Then she claimed she could also make sure you buy the right foods for a girl living on her own.
You actually liked grocery shopping, it was so much fun now that you were living alone and got to pick the foods for your own kitchen. “Like now. Head over now”
She soon hung up the phone and found herself out the front of your building. You go down the lift and found the white car. You went to walk to the front seat when you found Caitlin in the front. She poked her tongue out at you from behind the glass as you smiled and hopped in the back, only to find a grinning Kyra sitting on the other side of the row. “Kyra!” You exclaimed as you hugged the girl.
“I’m coming” smirked Kyra at you
“Yeah and no being little shits!” Caitlin exclaimed from her seat
“Hi Cait” you said kissing her cheek, Katie pecked your shoulder as you hugged her from behind her seat. After 20 minutes on the road, Katie pulled her car up to the parking lot of the grocery store. Before leaning back to face you and Kyra.
“Ok no going crazy. Specifically you Kyra” Katie said as Kyra gave the older girl a ‘really?’ Look before she continued “have you got your list y/n?”
“Yes mum” you dragged out the last word as you got onto your notes app to check. Kyra only came along cause she was apparently ‘bored’. She already went shopping with mini, even though mini had only been in London a week, she was not happy with the 23 year old’s kitchen.
You all walked in the entrance with you grabbing your shopping basket. After 10 minutes, you were grabbing pasta stuff in one of the aisles, when exiting said aisle. Kyra and her obese puffer managed to knock down one of the cardboard-built shelves, with bottles of fake tanner on the shelves. The noise of 30 bottles of tan falling to the ground made the entire store turn around. You felt embarrassment standing next to the girl so you walked away from her, hiding into the next aisle, trying to hold onto your laugh.
“Sorry” Caitlin announced quietly to workers and other shoppers around as Katie and her knelt down to help the very embarrassed girl. You finally finished all of your shopping as you lined up to pay for yourself. You felt a light shove to your back from behind.
“Oi why did you leave me” Kyra complained “that was the worst thing I have ever experienced” she winged leaning into your shoulder whining.
“Are they done?” You asked Kyra, motioning to Katie and Caitlin
“Apparently not” Kyra said now standing behind you with her bag of chocolates, full on pushing in front of the middle aged woman in the line.
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You were in your room packing a suitcase for Switzerland. Arsenal had some brand sponsorship situation with a travel company that you didn’t understand. But all you know is that the company was sending you, Alessia, Kyra, Vic, Caitlin, Katie, Teyah, beth, viv, Steph, Lia, Kim, Jen, Lotte, Laia, Leah and Amanda all to Switzerland. All in one house. Leah told you to get super excited cause the house in the mountains must be huge to fit 17 girls in.
You texted Leah to ask if she was done packing so you could come down to her apartment. Leah lived in the apartment below you so she took you to things often, you would both drive to the training grounds together so you could get on the bus for the airport.
“This is gonna be sick” you said later sitting at Leah’s kitchen island as she filled up her water bottle.
“Yeah it’ll be cool” she laughed screwing on the lid of her bottle
“I brought my Aussie rules ball” you said wiggling your brows at her, she was horrendous playing it. She let out a huff remembering it.
“We are gonna be in the cold mountains, no one is gonna wanna play with it”
“Ouch”
“Sorry. You know what I mean. Anyways are you ready?” She yelled across the flat, heading to her room to grab the suitcase. You propped yours up on its wheels, turning off all of Leah’s lights for her. You both drove peacefully in the car to the facility, you quickly connected tour phone to Leah’s car when she turned up her own music.
“Ew you just like old people music” you said turning on your preference
“This is not old people music. This is the greatest album of all time”
“Meh meh” you mimicked her as you turned on Nikki Minaj.
“Watch it Missy. And your music taste is just awful” she giggled next to you
“Watch it missy” you said back.
When you sooner arrived, you jumped out of the car and grabbed your suitcases from Leah’s boot, you kindly grabbed Leah’s out and setting it down upright next to the car. “Thank you tiny” she smiled as you both walked towards the other girls waiting neat the bus.
“Ah I do too much” you sighed shrugging
“I did just drive you here. Ever thought about me helping you apply for a driving test?” She looked down slightly at you as you walked together
“Why would I if I have a whole starting eleven who would do it for me?” You said motioning your hands towards the large group of girls ahead, all in their twenties. You noticed Viv’s back towards you as you sped up towards her, before quickly jumping on her back. “Missed you vivvy” you said sweetly.
“Ow you nearly did my spine” Viv whines as you hop off her.
Beth shoved you away from her girlfriend and pulled you into her. “How are you tiny?” She asked kissing the top of your head
“So excited” you hummed, squeezing her tight.
A few media staff would be coming with you. Since you were on the trip with some arsenal sponsor brand, they would film some fun media on the trip. Said staff announced that you could all leave your bags where they were and hop onto the bus. You got onto the bus last and saw Lia sitting on her phone in one of the front rows, you loved Lia. She was one of the sweetest people in the world in your opinion. So you pointed towards the seat, reading ‘is this taken?’ on your face, quickly before she moved her hat that was sitting on it motioning for you to sit next to her.
“It’s so cool we get to go to Switzerland, you have to show me everything” you said to the brunette. Your excitement to go to her country made her heart warm up as she pulled you into her side for a hug.
“You are gonna see everything. I think best travel guide right here” she pointed towards herself, making you giggle. The bus was still too cold for you so you unzipped your backpack to grab your warmer jacket out, you felt the front pocket vibrate where your phone was so you went to grab it. You saw a text from Kyra
Kyra
Im 6 rows behind turn around
You and Lia stupidly both turned around to look at the row before two scrunchies were flown at both your faces, Vic and Kyra both laughed loudly, while you whined at the stinging on your forehead. The elastic flying at both your faces actually hurt.
“Four victims down lets go” Kyra said high-fiving vic with a wide grin.
“You better get her on behalf of both of us” Lia sighed settling back down in her seat.
“The idiot better sleep with one eye open I say” you said making Lia giggle before opening her own phone.
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Later on the plane you found yourself sitting across from Kyra and Alessia. You again, sitting next to Lia.
“Y/n” kyra whispered from across the aisle. You peeked over Lia before Kyra waved at you. You thought it was weird but slowly waved back before mouthing a ‘what?’.
Kyra quickly turned to poor Alessia who was peacefully on her phone, “please switch with y/n/n” she held up being hands and pulled out her puppy dog eyes towards the blonde.
Kyra huffed followed by a laugh before getting her stuff and heading over towards where you were , you didn’t realise kyra had requested this until Alessia had made her way over to you. You were honestly getting bored of the sleepy Lia next to you. So you smiled at her before gabbing your bag and going over to Kyra.
“Absolutely not!” Leah slightly yelled from the other end of the plane, who caught you shuffling over next to Kyra.
“We won’t be loud I promise!” You said peeking over to see the blonde. She raised her eye brows at you before giving in to your begging eyes. You and kyra soon pulled up the games on your phone you could play together, you first started by playing Fifa mobile together.
“Aha! Goal!” You yelled throwing your arms up jolting out of your seat, you scored your eighth goal in the last few seconds “I win” you smiled before settling back down in your seat. Avoiding making eye contact with some of the other girls sending you glares due to your volume.
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You found yourself and 16 of your teammates at this random building having a briefing with an older man. He told you a bit about the house you would be staying at and how the next three days would look like. You really weren’t fazed by any of the given information, instead just excited to get there. It was already freezing you had put on your large puffer jacket, scarf and beanie. You were hoping to see snow while here.
You all hoped into multiple mini black vans to head to the house, you cuddled into Viv’s side of how cold it was. Both vehicles slowly pulled up a long driveway, you were first to notice the house “what the fuck-“ you said in shock looking at the house.
You received a slap to the shoulder by viv and an “oi” from Steph. But most were also in awe of the house, some taking photos. When you got out of the car there were wide faces and glowing eyes at the large house. The house was huge, covered in dark timber, still managing to give it a cozy feel due to its size, you could tell by the large number of balconies, that there would be many rooms. A wide scene of mountains surrounded the outside, which got you excited for the views from the rooftop you spotted. Lia held the list in her hand of how to unlock the door with the key and code, as all of you girls trudged your suitcases up the front stairs.
You noticed Kyra walking up in front of you, you grabbed a small pile of snow in your fist and threw it at her beanie-covered head. “Ow y/n!” Kyra wined.
“Don’t” Caitlin told you. You made a few of the girls laugh either way, so you didn’t really care.
Lia and Leah struggled for a few minutes to get the door unlocked with the code. But it was a success a moment later and everyone was trying to get in the door.
Lots of “oh my god”, “shit”, “this is huge” words could be heard from you and your teammates. A large staircase could be seen in front of you, leading to a range of bedrooms above. The biggest kitchen you had ever seen in your life to the right, with a floor length window containing the best views of the snowy mountains.
“Ok ok rooms, some get their own, some share, made by the staff” Kim said getting people’s attention, “Little room 1, sweet! Foordy and McCabe room 2, Teyah and Vic room 3, Jen room 4, Beth and Viv room 5, Lotte and Less room 6, room 7 Kyra and y/n - wait no” Kim said as most of the girls agreed, you two could not under any circumstances share a room for the next 3 nights. “One of them is gonna share with me. You two pick, who wants to share with me?” Kim asked you and Kyra.
“No its fine one can share with me” Steph said “you get a good sleep” she laughed at Kim.
“Ok I’ll share. At least ill be safe with Steph, Kyra watch out” you mentioned to the girl, noting that you would get her back for the bus.
“You already got me back with the snow to my head!” She exclaimed
“No more pranks” Steph smiled pushing you from behind slightly towards room 9. When the door was opened, Two huge queen sized beds were in the middle of the room, the comfiest looking beds you were sure you had seen in your life.
“Omg omg” you squeezed jumping up and down like a toddler.
“Insane!” Steph grinned wide admiring the room and its view from the large window behind the beds. You both unpacked your suitcases in the respective suitcases provided.
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“Hurry up you two!” You yelled at Katie and Caitlin who took a while to come out and play in the snow an hour later. “Cheeky girls” you smirked at Caitlin before Katie shoved you slightly and Caitlin threw snow at your face. The older girls broke out into laughter as you felt it go down your jumper. You shook your head and moulded the largest snowball you had seen and threw it right at Caitlin’s chest.
Those actions broke the sweet hour of all you girls making snow angels and snowmen into a full snowball fight. Everyone was after everyone at that moment, a hard throw from Amanda to the back of your head had you slowly falling over. You pulled at her feet from the ground, which caused her to join you in the slippery snow. You both were collapsed laughing. You saw Leah next to you, both you and Amanda looked at each other before throwing a snowball to her head. She groaned at the cold feeling.
“What happened” Jen laughed at her
“Just got 2 balls to the face”
“And that my friend is a rare occurrence for Leah Williamson” you smirked before hiding behind Amanda. Since you were on the ground, Leah easily and quickly threw snow at your whole body.
“Your disgusting tiny!” She yelled as you got up and tackled her into the snow, both of your stomachs hurting from laughing.
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Later you were snuggled into Lia’s lap on one of the large campfire chairs. A blanket covering the two of you. All of you girls were working up around it while Kim, Jen and Katie attempted to get the pizza fire maker working.
“What are we doing tomorrow tour guide” you said to the girl with her arms around you.
Everyone all turned their heads, curious for the girl to tell what she had planned. “Well we should all go into town tomorrow morning and get drinks and food there for breakfast. I could see the lights from my bedroom so it shouldn’t be a long walk” You all nodded smiling, “then definitely snow boarding for sure!”
“Yay!” You said in excitement. You felt a buzz in your jacket pocket, you pulled it out and opened your phone.
Mum
Hey girl. Hope your having the best time there! So so happy for you, give me a call when you can chick. Mama loves you.
Your eyes stung looking at your phone, You always got emotional when you received texts like this from your family. Managing to get out of Lia’s arms you smiled at her “just got to call my mum”. Steph brushed her hand against your back in comfort as you walked inside the house.
You were on the call for a good 30 minutes, it made you start to tear up. You didn’t get to see her for the last camp in Australia, so it had been months. You talked to all your older siblings as well as your dad on the FaceTime call. You showed them the house and view briefly. When the call ended you went into the bathroom to check your face didn’t look too sad and teary. When it was all clear, you turned off the light and walked out with a sigh. You went back out. There was now an open seat just next to Beth and Steph.
“You good tiny?” Beth nudged you with a warm smile.
“Yep” you smile back at the older girl. Caitlin and Steph both shared looks, with Caitlin then settling her eyes on your face which staring at the ground. They knew how you got homesick whenever you called your parents.
“Pizza time!” Jen yelled loud, filled with pride after finally getting the pizza oven to work.
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After a very filling dinner made by Jen, Kim and Katie. You all headed back inside and were just chatting in the living room, nearly all of them having a glass of wine. You tried to get a glass, as Vic went to pour you one Kim quickly stopped her at the stupid idea. Everyone was starting to get tired and you announced you would head up to bed first.
“Night” Lia and Leah softly said hugging you as you were sitting in the middle of them.
You walked up the halls, as your’s and Steph’s room was on the bottom floor, when you reached the room you quickly opened the door and fell on your bed. You put your face in your hands, your heart tonight was slightly sinking at the though of missing your family in Australia. You told yourself you wouldn’t let stars fall. You were on one of the best trips of your life with your team. So you took a large breath before getting up to shower the smell of smoke off your body. You heard the sound of laughter get loud for a moment as you were in your bed. Signaling someone was opening up the door, the person shut it before you shot up to see who it was. Honestly scared for a moment since it was a huge house in the mountains.
You expected Steph, but not Caitlin trailing behind. “Gosh you scared me” you said softly making the other girls smile.
“How are you going puddin” Caitlin said sitting next to you on the bed.
“Alright why?”
“You sure?”
“Well I was feeling a bit homesick before, like missing mum and stuff. But its all good” you said looking at the sheets, slightly fidgeting with them.
“You don’t have to, But we really want you to talk to us when you feel like that. You know we are here for you” Steph said softly. You swore she had said those words 30 times since you moved alone to London to join Arsenal. You still felt insane comfort when around the two girls.
“I won’t lie. You two make it easier. It just reminds me of home with you two.” You said to the two of your Aussie teammates, “Kyra…not so much” you giggled.
“Yeah no not her” Caitlin laughed
“She’s alright. Sorry for always being so annoying with her, and like Caitlin I actually feel terrible about your fridge like so so bad. You need to send me your transfer details so I can give you the money to fix it-“
“Absolute nonsense. No need. It wasn’t even you it was kyra” Caitlin said softly
“Still”
“And you’re not annoying. You are one of the sweetest people I know I won’t lie to you. Sure you anf Kyra get a bit too pipped up sometimes but we still love you” Steph said
“Yeah like little shits!” Caitlin exclaimed adding to her words, Steph nudging her with a giggle from both of you.
“Thanks mum and dad” you laughed as you hugged them. “Ok I’m gonna get ready for bed too now.” Steph said getting up.
“More wine for me!” Caitlin said before skipping off to the living room.
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t0ta11y-n0t-cup1d · 4 months
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You’ve showed in a few of your drabbles and fics the boys’ more instinctive behaviors when it comes to the people they like (like Leo with his tapping/claw fluttering). Do you think you could tell us a bit more about how you think each of the boys act differently around the person they like due to their instincts and more “turtle-like” behavior? I think it’s super cute and cool that you try to incorporate those traits into your fics! I’d love to see more of it 💞💞💞
Instinct
꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡ ;; small habits that you've picked up from the turtles
taglist ;; @apostlephobe
req ;; yes/no
gn reader—they/them prns
warnings ;; swearing
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raph ;;
— not just because he's an alligator snapping turtle, but i think he would display a lot of cuteness/affectionate aggression!!
— i.e. playful bites, playfighting (very, VERY careful playfighting. he is a big boy and can crush you easily.)
— he deffo chirps and churrs, but it's absolutely the deepest out of the brothers. like it's SCARY how deep his churrs can get.
— on the topic of sounds, he deffo makes like dog-whining sounds when he's upset :( like the high-pitched ones (he makes them whenever he's really REALLY worried or just upset)
— big tail go whoosh. mostly sways when he's nervous/happy!!!! he loves u but stay back when he's REALLY happy mans can knock you into your feet by accident :(
— do not the tail unless u tell him first + get permission. easy way to death is to touch his tail without asking bc his first reaction will be to swing it HARD (not intentionally) and it WILL give you a concussion.
leo ;;
— prone to chirping. that's it. loves to chatter and prattle on, especially about how much he loves you, and will only ever stop if you give him kisses + affection, and will do so with soft chirps <3
— ALSO CHURRS!! but gets embarrassed about it and tries to do it in private/ when only you are around (p.s. he churrs almost all the time when y'all r alone)
— like mentioned in the post, he flutters and taps his claws!! this one is more instinctive so he gets HELLA embarrassed when y'all r doing whatever and his hands go to your face and gently tap or wiggle against your cheeks
— (melts if you do it back to him)
— y'all seen those photos of red-eared sliders riding on top of softshells?? yeah that but you. he will LAY ON YOU any chance he gets homeboy loves to cuddle
— his tail isn't as big as raph's, but deffo is as expressive, it wags alot, mostly when he's happy,, but like his churrs, he normally tries to control himself and his reactions so around others, his tail will twitch a little around you, but it's full-on wagging when ur alone :]]
donnie ;;
- homeboy growls more often than actual churrs, but u can BET UR ASS that as soon as u say sumn as little as 'wow, that's so cool!' or 'ooh, ur so smart!' to him HE LOSES IT homeboy becomes a chirruped, churring mess
- obv he's preferential w physical touch, but is in heaven when u massage his shoulders after a long day of missions/work (shrimp posture) and he subconsciously churrs (despite him denying it)
- when feeling needy/ in a lovey-dovey mood, he tends to nudge ur head w his, veryvery gently
- so much so that it can be a silent way (cough cough bad boy image) of him asking for affection/ attention from u w/o having to actually ask
- unlike raph and leo. does not. NOT like having his tail touched he will bite and snap at u outta pure instinct.
- SPEAKING OF WHICH gentle bites and deffo some playfighting bc softshells r aggressive but he loves u a lot :]] also when annoyed/agitated/threatened. neck. he turns around/ stretches his neck (not much) to look bigger + more intimidating (it just looks silly)
mikey ;;
- straight out the gate we all know he's affectionate and touchy asf. i know i said it for all of them but.
- PLAYFIGHTING!!!!!;;;;!!!!:!!!:: but he don't hold back. he is BITING he is SCRATCHING he is PLAYING DIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!! (he learned it from leo)
- tends to just. bumpbump nudgenudge u when he wants affection (or whines for it bc #youngest-child-syndrome)
- considering how talkative and very open-w-his-feelings he is, he's probbles the most comfortable openly chirping and churring around you, he does not care bc he wants u to know u make him happy/comfy enough to be able to do those sounds :))
- the tail!! wags like CONSTANTLY but similar to raph's, don't touch unless given permission (he bites)
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A/N ;; HIIII hi guys :) lol sorry for going missing. i have no excuse. ANYWAYYYYY sorry for such a lil upload and IM SO SORRY FOR GETTING THIS REQ DONE SO LATE :(((((( anyhow, i HOPE (not promising) that i can start writing more and more soon!! busy w school but y'all know how it is!!!!
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❝Portraits At Sunset❞ (hhj x fem!reader) [18+]
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༘♡WHOSE LOVE ➖ "to lovers" trope series
Whose Love Masterlist
♡ prior high school crushes to lovers ♡
one shot - 4,5k words
🌇plot: as you run into your old high school crush at the new art museum and start getting closer again, you realize he might have felt the same for you back then
🌇genre/warnings: art student!hyunjin, reader is implied to be neurodivergent, it's pumpkin spice season guys, vanilla smut with plot, [sorry for the next one but] unprotected sex (always wrap before you tap), pulling out method (this is not safe, don't do it), reader is at least on the pill, making out, oral (male and female), cumshot on stomach, they are just super horny and lovey-dovey flirty
🌇a/n: it's pretty late again, please excuse any typos o.o // I noticed the over 700 notes on hearts will roll??? you guys are awesome :) - I have a few new wips // another spicy hyunjin fiction will come in october/november
🌇taglist: @chartrucewhore @theblackrose247
exhibit one
It doesn't surprise you that your best friend cancels your meet up for the opening of the new art museum, only hours before you were about to get ready. He didn't want to go in the first place and he is probably still hung over from partying last night. What a bummer.
Putting an outfit together for early autumn feels more complicated now, since you want to take some pictures for Instagram there. You can’t go with your favorite feel-good sweater and trousers, that’s why you choose a more preppy look with some modest accessories.
Taking the train in the afternoon, you play Sidelines by Phoebe Bridgers on repeat with your headphones on. You have missed the opening speech in the entrance park but most of the people are already past the doors so you could easily buy a ticket and make your way through the different floors. You spot a tall man looking lost through the crowd of people next to you. As you are able to see his face completely, you recognize his unique features. It’s been about 5 years since you have seen the full lips and beautiful cocoa colored eyes of your muse. By his expression, he recognizes you too.
Hyunjin, your old high school crush, approaches you with a bright smile, “Hi, nice to meet you again.”
“Hi! Yeah, I didn’t know you were still in town.”
“I actually just came back here last year. What about you?”
“Oh I never left. I have a boring day job now.”
“Damn, I’m jealous,” he comments sincerely.
“Why’s that?” you chuckle.
“I decided to study fine arts here and I still have a long way to go before I can make money,” he explains.
“Well, being an art major is a flex for me.”
“Is it really?”
“Yep, I sadly didn’t have the means and motivation to do it, so it’s cool a former classmate chose this way.”
“I see. You’re right though. It’s not really easy to keep up the creativity,” he toys with the band that holds his expensive looking camera.
“Do you have any tips to get inspired again?”
“I usually just go outside and take some photos,” he holds his camera up, “or go to art museums,” he looks around.
"Or take pictures at the art museums," you combine snickering.
"Yes. Actually, it's kinda awkward to ask but… do you mind taking pictures of me?"
"You're totally fine. I'm also here to take pictures of myself." you answer shyly.
"I'll take yours too, if you want."
"Would be an honor for me. You always took the best pictures in school."
"Wow, you should have told me that back then. I could be doing this as a side hustle right now. Would have more focused on photography than drawing," he mumbles at the end.
You just laugh.
Hyunjin shows you the basics of how his camera works and you give your best to get some good angles. However with him as a model it's more likely your fault if the pictures turn out bad.
"You could do modeling as a side hustle now." you suggest half-jokingly.
He scoffs, “I don’t know about that.” He takes the camera out of your hands, standing very close before you to review the pictures you took.
“They turned out great. Thank you. Now, let’s take yours,” he nudges your shoulder.
"I probably need some guidance on how I should pose."
"First, do it naturally," he reassures you.
After you do your usual Instagram poses, which involve a lot of peace signs, Hyunjin gives you some tips and instructs you for some poses. - And holy shit you never loved photos of you so much.
"I'll mail them to you, so the quality doesn't suffer."
"Thank you. Do you have Instagram by any chance? I have to credit your photography skills."
"Sure," he smiles, pulling out his phone to show you his account. You press the follow-button. So does he. Hyunjin posts a lot of his artworks with a few selfies and outfit pictures in-between.
“The way you use colors is amazing,” you compliment him in awe of his artworks.
"You think so? I used to suck at color theory but I figured it out eventually. I struggled a bit with art for a time."
“I can definitely tell that you practiced a lot. You used to have a hard time with anatomy as well. I remember that I had to teach you how to draw noses,” you grin pointing at your nose.
"Yeah, you’re right,” he smiles as well, “I don’t know what I would have done without you. - Do you still draw portraits?" he quizzes you.
"If I have time, yeah… it’s the only subject I feel safe with. Every time I try something different, I fail at doing it right – although I know, I have to practice and can’t just be perfect at first try but self-teaching is so tiring,” you vent and instantly feel bad for it as you see his puzzled expression.
"I could teach you in the atelier I rent with some other art students, if you would like that."
“Are you sure that you wanna do it for free?” you chuckle, “I can be a very bothersome student. You might remember my so called ‘behavior problem’.” you air quote your art teacher at the end.
“I wouldn't mind a coffee date in exchange,” he smiles coyly.
“Coffee date?” you can't believe that he wants to go on a date with you.
"Don't you like coffee anymore? We could get bubble tea instead or-," he slightly panics.
"No, I love coffee. Still. Let's do that." you say eagerly what gets a small laugh out of him.
You exchange phone numbers before going through the rest of the museum together side by side you keep talking about your favorite pieces in the exhibition. To be fair, you can’t really concentrate on the paintings and sculptures, because you have your old crush right next to you. You both leave the building as the sun begins to set, dipping the clouds in orange, pink and purple on a blue-grayish sky. The crisp air makes you feel nostalgic. It reminds you of the early evenings after school.
Hyunjin takes his camera out again to capture the beauty of the entrance park you're standing in. You get lost in the way he concentrates on getting a perfect picture. His brows furrow in annoyance when the camera settings don't save. You think it's cute, you wish your eyes could take pictures in that moment. He looks to his left to check up on you.
"Did they turn out good?" you ask curiously.
"Yup. My battery just died,” he snorts.
"Oh no!" you exclaim consoling.
"And shit, it’s getting pretty late too. I still have a project to finish at the atelier. Sorry, I really gotta go now. I'll text you?" he apologizes but ends it with more of a question.
"Yeah," you nod your head to agree.
"Great. See yah," he waves off and walks away lazily with his hands in his jeans pockets. You wave back and look after him, he turns around for a second while walking backwards now. As he notices that you are still looking at him, he smiles and waves goodbye with both hands before turning around yet again.
You sigh in contentment and walk the other way back home, only to lie awake the whole night, waiting for a text from him. This day surely didn’t go the way you originally planned. You feel like you’re in junior year again. At the same time you tell yourself that you shouldn't fall for an old crush again. Then the sudden ping sound gets you up from your bed.
You see "Hyunjin♥ is typing" after getting a short greeting message from him.
Hyunjin♥: when are you free next week? :)
"On the weekend. :)"
Hyunjin♥: cool, wanna grab a coffee first? the atelier is very full on weekends.
Both of you agree on getting coffee, already planning in your head what you’re gonna wear. You keep exchanging simple texts throughout the week, since you're both pretty busy. Getting a message from him, simply asking how your day is going, makes you smile so much, your cheeks start to hurt. Furthermore it makes counting down the days to the weekend easier for you.
exhibit two
You meet him at 5pm in your favorite coffee shop. Hyunjin is already sitting in a corner booth and is scribbling in his sketchbook. A small plate with two cookies is placed on the other side of the booth where you sit down with your back facing the shop window.
"Hey, I got here earlier than expected," he comments as he sees you, shoving the cookie plate even more in your direction. "Feel free to eat one. I'm gonna order coffee for us. What drink would you like?"
"I'd like a pumpkin spice latte, please."
"A classic," he smirks, making his way to the counter.
You take a bite from the chocolate chip cookie while waiting for him. It just takes him a few minutes to come back with an americano for him and your long awaited pumpkin spice latte.
“So what did you do before you came back here?” you ask to start a conversation.
“My parents wanted me to major in science, so I moved cities to attend a uni for a few years, only to drop out and move back here to study art like I always wanted. It took them a few weeks to understand my decision, yet they gave in the end.”
“Oh. I mean, it’s great that you do what you want to do now,” you affirm.
“Though I wasted a lot of years. I should have listened to my heart way earlier and also a lot more often,” he warms his palms up on his coffee cup.
“Don’t stress too much about it,” you sip at your hot latte, “after all, we can only change the present to get the future we want.”
“Makes sense,” he grabs the other half of your cookie, “do you wanna join me on Thursday evening at the atelier?”
“Sure,” you grab a napkin and reach over to get the cookie crumble from the corner of his lips.
The atelier is only a few train stops from your work, hence you join Hyunjin after your shift. The outside of the gray brick building isn’t as stunning as the interior filled with plentiful paintings and sculptures of various art styles. For one person it seems to be pretty spacious but imagining about fifteen people sharing this room, it would be more stuffy. Now, there are about eight of Hyunjin’s fellow art students working hard on their projects. You feel like an intruder but the students are too focused on finishing their work to even notice you entering the atelier – besides Hyunjin of course who is smiling brightly from ear to ear.
He has already prepared a seat at his work table for you with an easel to your left side. He shows you different sizes of canvases, settling on the rather medium sized one, therefore you can finish it in one sitting. You brainstorm with him different subjects for an acrylic painting. You get your way to draw an ocean at sunset, since you could already feel an upcoming headache if you would have to draw one of the difficult Still Lifes Hyunjin tries to prepare for you on the spot.
He checks up on you from time to time while working on his assignment simultaneously. You’re deeply focused as Hyunjin’s hand is unexpectedly on yours to guide your strokes.
"Just like that. See, you got it now," he looks at you with your eyes still wide.
You try your hardest not to shy away, turning your head to make eye contact with him. The smile on his pretty face makes you even more addicted to him.
Few by few the other art students are leaving the atelier while you’re focused on your painting again.
"We should leave soon as well, right?" you ask whilst mixing a new color.
"Oh no pressure, some students even come here at midnight. You can finish your piece calmly," he answers and picks up the used color pots to place them back. He moves around the atelier for some more time, tidying up his place and leaving his canvas to dry.
“Hyunjin, I think I'm done,” you put your art utensils down with your fingers painted in blues and yellows.
He hums, joining you in front of your easel. He sits next to you at the table, leaning his head on your shoulder. You feel your heart beating faster as he inspects your painting.
“Looks great. I think you should try oils. They would make the ocean blend more smoothly,” he gestures at the blueish waves on your canvas.
"If you teach me." you mumble as you try to clean your hands with the damp towel on the table.
“Of course.” he leans back a bit, “I can teach you everything you want,” he tempts you with a hand on your knee, wandering up and down your thigh.
You turn your head, seeing him licking his lips, smiling at you cheekily.
You smirk and try to decode him, “Are you flirting with me?”
He stares at your lips for a bit too long to be just friendly, “Maybe."
You hesitate to lean into him, though Hyunjin closes the gap between you in a soft kiss first. However one kiss doesn’t do it for the both of you, hence three more kisses turn into a long make out session at the empty atelier. Your lips explore his neck, sucking on his exposed skin as he caresses your sides and grabs your waist more harshly when you find his sweet spot. You are about get lost in each other until the squeaking of the heavy doors from the entrance interrupt you.
"Oh sorry Hyun! Didn't know you had company tonight, haha!" the guy laughed, only to get a towel with dried paint thrown into his face from Hyunjin.
The scene looks so ridiculous, it makes you crack up. You decide to go home and Hyunjin persists to come with you, since it's completely dark outside now. He holds your hand along the way. As you thank him and bid goodbye, he grabs your wrist to turn you back around and gives you a long kiss.
“Good night, I'll text you.” he whispers.
“Alright. Good night. Get home safe.”
You try your best to ignore the horny thoughts that plague your head, still wishing you could be back at the atelier again with his lips on yours. Highschool-you wouldn’t believe a word if you told her about what happened today. You certainly don’t get much sleep that night. Nevertheless the messages you receive in the morning, make it easier for you to get up.
Hyunjin♥: good morning &lt;3
Hyunjin♥: did you sleep well?
Hyunjin♥: I had a hard time falling asleep, haha. though I'm awake early.
Hyunjin♥: I'll finish my assignment this morning
Hyunjin♥: you wanna hang out this afternoon after your shift? :)
Grabbing your phone and reading the messages, your heart skips a beat again. You decide to text back before getting ready.
"Good morning :) couldn't fall asleep as well haha. Yeah ofc. At the atelier?"
Hyunjin♥: damn I'll get us both a coffee then. Great <3 See yah at 4?
"Yup. Looking forward to it <3 :)"
exhibit three
At the atelier a few other students are still working on their assignments. Hyunjin is talking to his friend until he spots you at the heavy entrance doors. He is quick to step over to you, hugging you tightly. You wish you had the guts to kiss him in front of the other students.
"Your Pumpkin Spice Latte is getting cold," he snickers as he lets you go. One hand rests on your waist as he leads you to his working place. Some girls on the other side of your table are whispering while glancing over to you both. It makes you uncomfortable, nevertheless you sip on your coffee silently. "Want to work on a new canvas?" Hyunjin asks you while holding up two different canvas formats for you to pick from.
You nod your head, choosing a larger format to challenge you a bit more. Hyunjin persuades you to do a Still Life this time with funny looking fruits. He even arranges them for you while you begin to mix the colors you need. Both of you sit together again. He talks to his friends and sketches a few designs for a new group project. Regardless, he makes sure you are okay when he hears curse words escaping your mouth. You assure him that you’re doing fine while struggling with the shadows of this one damn pear. He puts his pen down to help you with the shading, giggling at the way you have drawn the pear.
“Why does it look like your pear has a big booty?”
“You positioned the fruits this way and I can’t change the lighting.” you object what makes him giggle even more.
“The more I look at it – you made them all look kinda sexy.” he comments on your Still Life.
“Please, don’t call my fruits sexy,” you beg distressed, “that’s just weird,” you chuckle.
“But they are,” he whispers in your ear jokingly, “the guys might pop a boner if they see your painting.” he continues, trying to hold in his laugh.
“Stop it.” you insist and try to push him away playfully.
"Hey Hyunjin! Wanna come drink with us tonight?" a familiar girl came up to your table, side-eyeing you after interrupting your lively banter. Then she says your name wondering if she knows you for sure, thus you look up to her. "Oh, it really is you. I didn't know you were an art student as well."
"I'm not actually," you look down again.
"Whoops, not everyone can make it I guess," she sighs after dissing you.
Irritated, you cock your head slightly returning your focus on your canvas.
"Well, now. Hyunjin? Are you coming or what?” she asks him again more impatiently.
“No, I'm good,” he answers coldly while grabbing a new paint brush.
You look up for a second, because you don't want to give her your attention fully. Therefore you keep drawing, keeping a laugh in because of his dry answer.
The girl gets nervous, "Really? But you know... I heard one of my friends has a crush on you and I wanted to invite you, so maybe you two can get to know each other."
"Well cool of you to help your friend but no I'm not interested."
Your brush stroke falters as you feel his hand on your waist again the moment he says that.
"Oh eh ok then..." she looks at the closeness of you both before stomping away. He giggles at the scene. You turn to him, thinking this is your chance.
"Are you interested in going to my place then?"
"I thought you would never ask," he whispers into your ear and kissing your cheek sweetly.
exhibit four
“Oh I remember this sketchbook!” he points out, taking your old beige sketchbook from your shelf. It’s still covered in stickers and notes from your high school friends. He runs his thumb over his initials that he wrote one afternoon in art class to perpetuate his name as well. “Can I have a look?”
“Yeah, no worries!” you shout back from your small kitchen.
You really drew a lot of your friends back then. He flips through it gently, stopping as he recognizes his face on one of the pages.
He closes the book and puts it back when you join him in your living room with some drinks.
“Can I show you the assignment I handed in today?" he opens his photo gallery to show you the painting.
“Of course! You didn’t let me see it at the atelier.” you sit next to each other on your big sofa. "Oh my god," you pause, "this is so pretty. Wait-" you grab his phone to see the picture more clearly, "Is that me at the coffee shop?"
"Yeah. Do you like it?" he smiles shyly.
"Of course. I like it, I love it," you feel your cheeks heat up, "What was the theme of the assignment?"
"A comforting place at sunset," he rests his arm on the back of your sofa to lean his head on his hand.
You gasp again and pinch with your fingers on his phone screen to zoom in and out of the picture. It takes you a minute or two to realize that his eyes were on you this whole time.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" you notice his eyes shifting to your lips.
"I was just thinking of how we got interrupted yesterday. Unfortunately."
"You wanna continue where we left off?" you put his phone down and lean over to him.
"You don't have to ask me that," he pulls you closer by your waist to finally kiss you again.
"I wish we could have done this sooner" he confesses in-between kisses. You pull away slightly.
"Maybe a shared atelier just isn’t the best place," you snicker.
"No, I meant in high school," he emphasizes and licks his lips.
You gulp, "We weren't that close back then," you reply quietly.
"Yeah, I know. I loved sharing art class with you though."
"Me too."
He starts to kiss your jawline. "I was way too shy to talk to you outside of class and then you got a boyfriend," he sighs against your skin. His hands wander to the seams of your shirt to pull it off. Continuing with kisses down your nape, you feel his smile on your skin as he buries his head into the crook of your neck."You still wear the same perfume," he remarks.
"You recognize it?"
"It reminds me of you every time I get to smell it. I was just lucky that it was really you this time," his hands grab your hips, pulling you closer, to kiss you deeply again. "Let me be with you. Let me be the boyfriend you deserve," he mumbles before joining your bruised lips in a heated kiss with tongues moving against each other. You moan into his mouth, feeling yourself getting hotter by the second.
He pins you down on the sofa without breaking the kiss.
"Want you so badly, fuck," you whimper in-between kisses, getting a moan out of him as well. Hyunjin parts from you with rosy cheeks and red bitten lips to get you out of your jeans and panties.
"Fuck, baby," his fingers graze your pussy, "you’re so fucking wet. Can I taste you?"
"Yes, please" you purr.
He licks and sucks on your pussy hungrily. Moaning out in pleasure, your hands find their way to the roots of his thick silky hairy, pulling slightly. He groans into your core, while his tongue explores your hole, “You like that, baby?” he switches to his fingers to watch your expressions. You whine even louder as his fingers dive deep into your core.
"Good girl, you wanna come on my tongue?"
You nod your head vigorously while humming. In an instant you feel his mouth on your clit again. He finds the tempo that makes you moan out the loudest, holding your legs apart as they shake. His tongue takes you over the edge and he keeps devouring you until you plead him to stop. He wipes your arousal off his mouth with the back of his hand. "Next time I'll have you cumming around my cock," he promises you as he takes off his shirt.
"How about now?" you offer with your hands working on his belt for him.
"But I don't have a condom on me, love."
"I'm on the pill and I'm clean. So if you are clean too, I trust you to do it without-" he shuts you up with another kiss, tasting yourself on him.
"This doesn't feel real," he says as he gets rid of his clothes completely. His flush cock hitting his abdomen. You get off the sofa to sit on your knees, smirking as you see his dick twitching.
His right hand caresses your left cheek, "You're so fucking beautiful," he praises you.
You lick his tip softly, putting your lips around it to suck on it lightly. His whimpers make you melt between his legs. You take every time a bit more of him into your mouth while bobbing your head up and down his shaft. Your eyes become glossy as his hips stutter forward, triggering your gag reflex.
"Oh god, please. I'm gonna cum if you keep sucking me off like this," he laughs. He sounds so pretty, it makes you fall even more for him. Still sitting down with his legs spread out, he waits for you to take a seat. His dick is rock hard under you. You’re very eager to slide it in completely in one go, riding him until you see stars and can't feel your legs anymore. Hyunjin stops you as he notices you struggling, pushing you on your back to set the pace.
"You're gonna cum for me again? Cum all over my cock? Fuck, you wrap around me so tightly," he bites down on your shoulder to mark you up.
You moan out his name as he keeps drilling into you, finally releasing the tension that built up in your lower body again.
"I'm gonna cum-oh fuck!" he pulls out of you to cum on your stomach. His deep groans fill the room as he strokes his cock, spilling his cum all over your belly. "Fuck, you look so hot. Ugh, so damn pretty for me," he breathes out.
You grab his hand to gather some of his cum on his fingertips. He grins down at you, because he already knows what you want, pushing his index and middle finger inside your mouth to taste him. You hum around them while licking them clean, tracing your tongue around each finger slowly.
He bites on his bottom lip to keep his excitement down while you giggle at his reaction.
"This is what I always dreamt of in high school," he confesses, "having you under me."
You’re too fucked out to find your words yet, running your hands through his messy hair earning another moan from the man above you. He grabs some tissues from your sofa table to clean up your bodies. You walk with him to your bathroom to wash up and get ready to cuddle up on your bed.
"Let me draw you next time at the atelier," you request while playing with his hair.
"I thought you wanted to try other subjects?" he asks in surprise.
"But you're way too beautiful to not draw you,” you caress his face adoringly.
"Am I your muse then?"
"You still are - Since high school," you correct him.
"Aw," he coos while kissing your face, "You're mine too."
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jarofstyles · 7 months
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Here it is! Indigo part 2… even years later lol. after literal years... we are continuing with it. If you're unfamiliar, here is part one.
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warnings- mention of anxiety, tattoos, tooth rotting fluffy babies, miscommunication
WC- 4.2k
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Y/N stared nervously at her phone. Harry’s contact was up in the bubble, her first message to him sitting unsent on the screen.
He had actually given her his number. He said that he would talk to her about his tattoos and his shop and he had said she could call him H, which- Gah! She wanted to squeal when she had woken up and remembered it all. The headache had been gnarly, but she recalled most of the night very vividly. How Harry had taken charge and told the man bothering her off, how he had admitted that she intimidated her somehow because he thought she was pretty and his glaring wasn’t because of hatred- it was nerves, anxiety and trying to figure out how to talk to her.
He’d placed her number into his phone under a simple letter, H, and promised to text him later.
Did the next day qualify as later?
It was almost noon and she had sent off a few emails to her publisher that was working with her on one of her fashion articles, trying to waste time to not seem overly eager. Washing the dishes, switching her laundry, even taking her cat for a walk(unconventional but Nibbles had been a street kitten, he liked to go outside), even taking a full body shower with the shaving and the deep hair mask. Her headache had faded to an dull throb with the help of a tylenol, and she was now ready to bite the bullet.
Y/N: Hiiii :D It’s Y/N.
Y/N: Hope I’m not bugging you but I was thinking about finally getting a tattoo. I had some questions and I figured you’d be perfect to ask.
It wasn’t a lie. Y/N really had been considering a tattoo and asking Harry, though she had been planning on going to him anyway out of courtesy before she had gotten the whole ‘i think he hates me’ thing cleared up. She’d never go to a different artist if she could support someone in the friend group. Now it was an exciting thing for her, a giddiness in her stomach rising when she saw the three dots in the texting bubble showing that he was replying.
Hm. He didn’t have his read receipts on. Interesting.
A response popped up quite quickly after sending her message.
H: Hi. You aren’t bugging. Come down to the shop, it’s slow today.
Y/N nearly choked on her lemonade. He wanted her to come? Today?! Her bare foot tapped anxiously against the carpet as she blinked at her phone screen, trying to find the right words to respond. She didn’t want to bother him or annoy him, even though he had said she wasn't’ bugging', the girl was still a bit nervous. Last night she had called him super cool and said she wanted to spend time with him alone but she had to wonder if she was brave enough to do it so soon.
Y/N: Are you sure? I really don’t want to be a bother or anything.
His response came just as fast as the last. Did he have his phone screen open or something?
H: You aren’t. I’m doing paperwork so I don’t mind.
H: Can you bring me a coffee? I’ll venmo you.
She felt a laugh bubble from her throat as she looked at the messages. She hadn’t said yes but he was most definitely telling her to get her ass over there if she read between the lines. Considering it was a weekend, she had no excuse not to. Besides her nerves, she didn’t have one either. She liked Harry. She thought he was really cute and mysterious and he was polite when he spoke last night and something about him had her so intrigued. The girl knew she would kick herself if she didn’t go, so that’s how the decision was made.
Y/N: Sugar or cream? Do you do a latte or something fancy? Frappichino?
H: Black, please. Cold foam on top. Thanks xx
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Harry knew he was being awfully presumptuous but he also knew himself.
It was now or never.
Last night he had finally found his balls and spoken to the cute little thing. Granted, it took him standing up for her against a creep, but he had still done it. Y/N was coming to the nearly empty shop to talk about a tattoo, what he knew would be her very fucking first, and he was so nervous he could probably vomit if he thought about it too long.
He had always been known to be an intimidating man. He was littered with dark swirls of ink on his skin, piercings on his nose and eyebrow-and some other not so visible places-, he was pretty tall and broad shouldered and he was said to have what Niall loved to call a ‘bitch face’. His hair was longer, needing a cut as it was falling into his face, and he had his moody demeanor which tended to scare people off. Even as a teenager, pre tats and everything, he had sat quietly behind his friends while he observed and was able to keep prying people away with a simple quirk of the brow.
While that intimidating air worked wonders for getting annoyingly nosy people to fuck off and to get laid every once in a while by a girl who wanted a night with a ‘bad boy’, -words said by 2 of them, not himself- he sure as fuck didn’t want Y/N to think of him that way.
Y/N was just… She was his opposite in every way and he really, really liked it. Soft curved features as opposed to his own hard ones, a gentle glow to the eyes instead of his hardened glimmer. She had a sweet, bubbly voice that made him hang off her every damn word when he got the privilege to go out when she was there. She had called herself a fucking cinnamon roll, and she had been right. Sweet and fluffy and coated in sugar. Something he’d fucking love to taste, given the chance.
That would be a bit down the line considering Y/N wasn’t the type of girl he’d want to hook up with. She was the girl that he’d want his Mum to meet. She was the breakfast in bed, flowers every week, buy pretty dresses for type of girl. Every woman deserves that, but for him? Y/N was that exact type. He hooked up with girls that he knew he wouldn’t get attached to. Quick fucks at their place, bar bathrooms, cars. He didn’t let them inside his world because he knew what he wanted.
He’d dated before, had his heart broken a small handful of times to know what he wanted and what he didn’t. Hopefully he’d be able to sniff out some more about Y/N that he hadn’t found out through the social gatherings, grapevines and checking out her social media. She made cute little videos of her outfits almost every day on her instagram story that he watched when he had the chance. She had a cat as well. She liked pastel colors and drank a lot of tea and lemonade. She liked the pink starbursts best- he knew just from the exposure he’d gotten. The itch to gather more information had hit him hard.
Thankfully she was coming to see him today and he could stop being such a pussy. Face her alone and talk to her face to face. She was too nice to judge him if he stuttered or said the wrong thing, at least not outwardly.
He’d hoped she would text today, hoped he’d have an excuse to see her. His outfit had a bit more effort than his other ones. Sticking with all black because spilled ink was an absolute bitch to get out, if not impossible, he chose his favorite black jeans with the holes in the knees, frayed strings something to pick at when he was bored. On top he wore a black button up with little roses as buttons, left open down to his mid chest. Maybe it was slutty, but he liked to show off the ink he had. It was something he was proud of. His necklaces hung down mid chest, the silver chains and pendants slightly tangled now that he had taken a look, but it sort of worked.
He had been mid inspection when he heard the door bell jingle and the receptionist greet Y/N.
Y/N was a bit shocked at just how nice it was when she walked in. Outside she had seen the neon light in the window and the sign up above, already impressed, but it got better when she walked inside. The red and black tattoo shop had an edgy vibe. As she stepped inside, she was greeted by the checkered floors that give off a retro feel. On the left-hand side, there was a flash wall littered with a plethora of designs, featuring different what she assumed were the tattoo styles of each artist who worked out of the shop.
As she walked towards the reception desk, Y/N noticed it was made of thick dark wood and had a glossy finish and a smiling dark haired receptionist sitting behind the desk. Black frames on the side wall showed off their business license and framed newspaper articles about the shop. Obviously it had raving reviews. Y/N felt a bit guilty for not knowing, but proud of him. Obviously it was a well respected show.. Behind the desk, there was a glass cabinet displaying various jewelry for piercings and shop merchandise. She wondered if she could buy one of the hoodies or tee shirts to support him?  Oh, maybe a tote bag. That was definitely something she would use. She’d always liked the little logo. It was a bit of a surprise to her that she’d never seen him wear any of it before, only on his instagram.
Maybe he didn’t want random people talking to him about tattoos when he was out?
Greeting the receptionist, she let her eyes wander around. There seemed to be rooms for tattooing and piercings down a long hallway, some thick black, crushed velvet curtains that can be drawn closed for privacy. Convenient. At least they cared about that. Some of the ones she had looked at online pre-Harry had the bare minimum.
“Hi! Did you have an appointment?” The girl behind the counter was dressed in what she could tell was retro clothing, a slightly off the shoulder red top and a string of chunky pearls around her neck. Her hair was done up so neatly that Y/N had been instantly jealous. She had never been good at doing updos, nor did she look good with that sort of poof, but she wished she did. Her bright red lipstick would be a lot during the day for someone else, but on her? It worked. Y/N was a little intimidated already. She seemed really cool just by looking at her.
“N-No, uh, Harry told me to come-”
“She’s here for me, Liz.” Harry’s voice interrupted her own. Y/N turned around, tray of coffee in hand and a brown paper bag in the other. “This is Y/N. She’s cool.”
Cool? He thought she was cool too. Y/N felt herself flush under her clothes, swallowing thickly as he sauntered over and took the tray from her hands. “Thanks for this, gorgeous. Forgot to get new coffee for the machine.”
Y/N felt like she was having a bit of an episode. Gorgeous? He had called her gorgeous and walked over to her so confidently, as if his nerves that had gotten him to make her think he hated her had disappeared. Perhaps it was because he was in his own domain, his element. Thankfully, Liz had kept her from having to respond right away.
“Oh, sick.” She smiled up at her from her swivel chair. “Harry never has his friends here. Besides the ones who work here and Niall, but he always leaves a mess in the break room. It’s nice to see a new face. You’re really pretty.”
Y/N had to admire the confidence she carried. She was so pretty and could easily talk to people, joking with her already as if they were friends for years. “Thank you, you are as well.” She replied, the compliment making her feel even more flustered. “Niall is very good at leaving messes, I’m afraid.” That’s something she knew first hand. “I don’t have any tattoos yet so uh, Harry offered to talk to me about it.”
“Virgin skin! How exciting.” Liz chirped, twirling her straw around. “Honestly, Harry’s a great artist, perfect for a first timer if you can ignore the mean mugging. He’s super gentle and has the best lines I’ve ever seen.”
Y/N had to smile. Of course he was good. A glance at him had her observing the slight pink in his cheeks as he narrowed his eyes at Liz, who to her credit, didn’t seem phased. He was slightly embarrassed at the attention on him but still happy that she had talked him up.
Harry would be heartbroken if he scared her off of tattoos, but he tried to be a good artist with everyone. Perhaps he wasn’t super talkative but most of his clients were veteran ink people with loads already on their skin. They knew to sit quietly or listen to the music, or bring a friend to chat with so he could do his damn job.
“Anyways.” Harry cleared his throat. “Mitch’s appointment just pulled into the lot. Y/N and I are going into the office, scream if you need me.” His nod to follow her was brief, Y/N holding on to her handbag for dear life as his long legs carried him down the hallway at a much faster pace that she usually did. Thankfully she was able to hide how winded the quickness of the long hallway had made her once he opened his office door.
The floors were hardwood in his office. He had his own black desk, a black leather couch with a red acrylic coffee table and a shelf full of books. Windows from behind the desk gave it decent lighting. It was clean in here, cleaner than Y/N had ever kept her own office.
“Sorry about that.” He murmured to her, setting the coffee down on the smooth red table. “She’s really overly friendly. Great for customers but a bit nosy.” He walked towards his desk to grab his iPad and stylus, slightly flustered when the white thing fell back on the desk. His nerves were most definitely showing. Turning around he was ready to keep talking, but he was met by her body halfway across the room to look at some of his old framed flash sheets he had on the far wall.
“These are so cool, Harry.” She said quietly, eyes scanning the designs. “And you just thought of all these off the top of your head?” Turning herself to face him, she watched as he gave her a tiny bit of a smile. Still pink in the cheeks, which soothed her own nerves a little. His confidence at first had made her a tad bit scared that she was the only one stressing out about it, but he was obviously affected just as much.
“Erm… some of them. I use some reference pictures, get inspired by other works and change it so it’s my own. A lot of it is things I randomly get ideas for, though.” He rubbed his knuckle over his chin. “I work with a lot of clients who already have ideas and wants so the perimeters are more strict, so with flash it’s more of what I want to do. People who get them have a say in color and size but usually it’s a pre-printed stencil.” He explained, crossing his arms as he approached her.
She smelled really good. Was that a weird thing to think? Maybe. But it was true. He was hyperaware of everything right now, trying his best to not put his leather boot into his mouth and fuck up. There was genuine approval on her face, getting closer to the frames to scope out details and truly admiring each one. “Are these the retired ones, your favorites? Why are they stuck back here instead of with the ones out front?” Inquisitive eyes met his own.
“These are ones I’ve already done. I don’t do a ton of flash anymore because I’m usually booked for customs.” His own eyes took in the old flash sheets. Each design was something he had loved creating, but the time for them had passed. That didn’t mean he didn’t want to remember them, though. “But all of these were claimed by people when we had flash events. I don’t think it’s bad to have similar tattoos as other people but I tend to not do the same thing twice. I had gotten really sick of doing the same infinity signs and hearts and roses when I was an apprentice at the first shop.” God, he was glad that trend was over. Mostly. “There’s nothing inherently wrong with hearts or roses, s’just repetitive and I like to do stuff that challenges me. Y’know?” He turned to look at her, finding her already staring up at him. That stupid flutter moved around his stomach again.
“Oh, I can imagine. I’m really glad I didn’t get the tattoos I had on my pinterest board. I had it growing from like… 2013 to 2017 and all of them now seem very…” She rolled her lips together as she tried to politely find the word for cringe. “Not me. It’s actually why I haven't gotten anything yet.” Arms wrapped around herself, feeling a bit insecure about it. Here was this beautiful tattoo artist, in talent and looks, and she was telling him about her pinterest board of tattoos. He must be internally rolling his eyes because he did a good job of keeping a soft smile on his lips. Was it even legal for men to have lips that pretty and deep pink? Maybe it was just unfair. “I wanted to wait until I felt ready.”
“That’s a really good thing to do.” Harry was proud of her for that. Smart girl. Leaning against the side of his desk, he kept his arms crossed as he continued to talk. “You don't know how many people get impulsive tattoos as their first and regret it later. Now.. m’not one to judge because I’m fuckin’ littered in dumb ones, but I always think of it as a memory. Even if its’ a memory of being a dumbass.” His heart fluttered when he got a giggle out of her. Fucks sake, he was pathetic. “Removal is possible but not at all fun. Got a few mates and some clients who got their old ink taken off and it isn’t pleasant. Waiting is the smartest thing to do if you’re someone who thinks you could possibly regret it.”
Y/N didn’t strike him as an impulsive person. Every time he had seen her, she had seemed pretty put together. Though she could seem a little chaotic, it was an organized chaos that he had always liked. Harry, despite his impulse with tattoos when he was young and tipsy in his partying stage, liked to be a controlled person. Sometimes it was too much, which led to the anxiety he had. It was part of the reason he had such a hard time talking to Y/N at first.
She was so cute and so sweet and Harry wanted their conversations to be perfect. He had a track record of saying dumb things or at the very least, not saying them how they were meant when he was nervous. Usually his anxiety was hidden very well. He didn’t get it when it came to clients or tattoos or anything work related, but in his personal and social life? It was rampant. That was part of the reason he had quit drinking. That was a story for a different time, though.
“Yeah, I really don’t want removal.” Her nose scrunched a bit like a bunny, making his heart stutter in his chest. Cute little thing, she was. “That’s why I wanted to come to you.” There was a slight pause. “I was going to come to you even when I thought you hated me. I’d never want to support a different shop when someone in my circle is talented and has their own business.”
That hurt him a little. Even when she was under the impression that she hated him and was glaring at her, that he had made her uncomfortable, she had planned on supporting him anyways? What sort of fucking angel was she? He winced visibly at the reminder of her original thoughts. He had massively fucked up with that. What an idiot he had been. His nerves had gotten the best of him yet again.
“Y/N, I truly am sorry that I came across that way. It’s not the case, nor has it even been.” He swallowed, looking down at her hands that were clasped together. She was rocking on her heels and he could tell she had probably not wanted to bring that up, but he was glad she did because it did need to be properly addressed while she was 100% sober. “What I said last night is the truth. You just… y’make me a little nervous and I don’t like that I had no idea what to say to you.” She had come into their little friend group and been so fucking adorable, so kind and ready to take someone home if they needed, buy them a drink, talk about her little fashion brand deals. Y/N listened to everything people said, she would find the eyes of a person who had been drowned out by other conversation and encourage them. The best sort of person. “I don’t do well with people I think are pretty, people I think are sweet. S’a little intimidating for me.”
Y/N still didn’t know how that worked, but she could imagine that it must have been weird for him. She couldn’t see how she of all people could be considered intimidating but it made her a little giddy that Harry had found her to be pretty and sweet. It had been the complete opposite of what she expected to be the reason. “Well, thank you. For thinking I’m pretty and sweet, that’s- that’s really nice.” Her eyes fell down while she couldn't keep the smile off her face. “I thought maybe I’d done something like… I dunno, I get kinda touchy and gooey when I’m drunk. I asked everyone if I had accidentally said something or hung on you the first night and didn’t remember meeting you but they’d said no.” That was one of the downfalls of Y/N drunk. She loved to spread love and give cuddles and hugs. Sometimes she didn’t think twice and that had caused her friends to keep her wrangled in their grasp.
“No, no. I wouldn’t have minded any of that.” Harry realized what he had said but continued talking. “It was just me being nervous. I just wanted to apologize again cause I hate to think that you were upset about it at all… n’then…” He rolled his head back to look at the ceiling for a moment. “I feel shitty that you were going to come to me for a tattoo even after I was a dick. Even if I didn’t realize it then. You’re just a really good person.” He looked back down to see Y/N giving him a tiny smile, stepping closer to him. “Fuck, I’m rambling. Sorry.”
“No! No, it’s okay. I uh..” Another pause was paired with a pink tongue peeking out to lick her lips that Harry paid a bit too much attention to for his own good. “It’s just nice to hear you talk. You’re always so quiet but you’ve got a nice speaking voice. I like it.”
Harry wanted to scream, actually. He wanted to groan and drop his head into her sweet smelling neck and do god knows what, because that compliment made him feel really flattered and flustered. Y/N just had that fucking thing about her, this weird trait that he couldn’t quite describe that made him feeling like he was a schoolboy all over again being paired up with his crush for an assignment. How lucky was he? She had wanted his art on her forever.
“Thanks.” His response was slightly shy, looking back up at her with the pink tint still on his cheeks. He knew the back of his neck was probably flushed too.
“No problem.” Another slight pause where neither of them knew how to proceed followed but, this time neither seemed to particularly mind. Deciding to move it on so he didn’t have to look uncomfortable anymore, Y/N shot him another one of those smiles before moving back towards the coffee table, grabbing her cup from the cardboard tray. “So. Let’s talk about designs.”
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project-sekai-facts · 9 months
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don't question what i use tiermaker for
Tier 1: As stated in today's fact, Shizuku and Haruka can be considered the most attractive characters in the game, as multiple characters have shown attraction to them. Shizuku moreso than Haruka, but there's not too much of a difference to separate the tiers.
Tier 2: These characters have all been stated somewhere to be attractive.
Mafuyu is considered to be outstanding in all fields, including appearance. It's occassionally commented that she is quite pretty. Ichika and KAITO's first kizuna title is "Ikemen while playing", ikemen meaning handsome or cool. Ena has a Twitter account for selfies that has a reasonable following, and she often gets comments saying that she's pretty or cute. Len has a similar sort of idol aura to Haruka does, and is referred to as 'princely'.
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Tier 3: These characters are never explicitly stated in the game to be attractive, but you can work it out.
A few background characters in Petit SEKAI Episode 9 mention that Akito and Toya are hot. Given that the miniseries is non-canon and a gag show it's up for debate how true this is, although it is a believable detail, hence why they're in this tier.
As for Rui, we have to look at the Valentine's Virtual Live from 2021 (wiki screenshots below). Keep in mind here that Rui is not popular in school at all and doesn't have many friends at this point in the game. He mentions that he received a few boxes of chocolate in his shoe locker on Valentine's Day, which admittedly could be platonic. However, the fact that this continues on into a joke about Tsukasa trying to claim that he got chocolates too before revealing that he got friendzoned by multiple girls (more on that in a second), makes it seem more likely that these weren't platonic. Linking back to the fact that he's not popular and doesn't really have many friends, he's probably pretty good-looking.
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Tier 4: An being scouted as a model was an important part of the plot of Wishing For Your Happiness Upon The Blue Sky, and it's mentioned in an area conversation that Kanade has been talent scouted for modelling before.
Tier 5: Full disclosure that probably all of the MMJ VSingers are either pretty or cute, the ones mentioned here are just the ones I remember it being stated/implied. In the April Fools 2022 area conversation with the Lukas, MMJ!Luka says that WxS!Luka is very cute. N25!Luka calls her MMJ variant out for calling herself cute, and MMJ!Luka says that she herself is cute. (TL)
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Kohane is mainly referred to as cute by An, which is biased, but other characters have pointed this fact out before as well, so she qualifies for this tier.
Mizuki loves cute clothes and accessories and always tries to look cute. I believe a few other characters have called them cute, but unfortunately the only instance I can actually remember is one transphobic faceless background character saying "you can't tell and they're super cute".
Also Minori and Airi are here because they're idols and have been called cute because that's part of being an idol I suppose.
Tier 6: Yes he gets his own tier because it's funny. This guy runs on rule of funny like 50% of the time. Anyway, as mentioned earlier, in the 2021 Valentine's Virtual Live, he gets annoyed when he hears Rui talking about receiving (implied romantic) chocolate and tries to claim that he too received (implied confession) chocolate, before saying too much and revealing that he only received friend chocolates that girls gave out to all the other boys as well.
Tsukasa's actually a lot more popular than Rui and doesn't have the same "outcast" reputation, plus in his A Once-In-A-Lifetime Pandemonium card story, Ibuki (Taniyama) mentions that Tsukasa's friends from class are really popular with girls, and Rui's friends are surprised he's in that kinda crowd (not that Tsukasa quite gets it). What I'm saying is that he's in a crowd of popular guys that are good with women and he's failing in that second aspect. The reason why is never stated but considering the school's resident outcast is able to get Valentine's chocolate for probably no reason other than looks, it's safe to assume Tsukasa is maybe lacking in that field.
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I think two guys have flirted with him? One definitely has anyway. The other is more up for debate but was probably written with the intent of ship tease. Depends on how you choose to interpret it.
In other words on a scale of attractive to unattractive he's the secret 3rd option (appeals to the mlms).
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over the weekend at the knoxville regional pokemon championships, i met up with a longtime internet friend in person for the first time, and he traded me a very special pokemon - a unique celebi that takes a bit of context to explain the significance of
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from november 2001 to january 2005, the building that is now a nintendo world store in new york city was actually an american pokemon center, which hosted the "Gotta Catch ‘Em All!" station, a large machine that you could pop your gold/silver/crystal cartridge into (or later ruby/sapphire/firered/leafgreen, but that's not relevant here) and get a special distribution pokemon unique to the store. often times these were normal pokemon in eggs with special moves they couldn't usually learn, but other times they ran distributions for shiny legendaries, and of course, the mythical celebi.
there's very few pictures of the machine and all of them are pretty low quality, but you can see an iteration of it here during the gen 3 era:
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when PCNY (pokemon center new york) shut down, the machine and its contents were presumed lost forever, but due to the preservation efforts and the good luck of a few individuals, some of the distributions have been preserved, as well as parts of the machine and its software. this is extra incredible because almost all gen 2 save files from the time the machine was actually functional are long since wiped due to the battery inside dying, meaning that very very few of the gen 2 event pokemon distributed from this machine at the time still exist. i won't go super in detail on that in this post but you can read an article about all of that here (julie, the person who runs this historical PCNY fansite is incredibly passionate and if you want to know anything about the PCNY store i absolutely recommend reading her writing!)
so, one day when i was rambling to my friend (his name is Venty!) about my fascination with the PCNY machine, and how i wish i had been born early enough to experience that, as well as wishing that i could have traded with anyone in gens 1-3 as a child but never got to due to isolation, venty told me that he's actually friends with a guy (Professor Rex) who knows the guy who owns the remnants of the PCNY machine (Gridelin), and he would love to reach out and ask if there's any way rex could distribute a celebi to himself and trade it to him sometime so that eventually when me and venty met in person one day, he'd be able to trade the celebi to me.
i pretty much burst into tears and very passionately explained how much that would mean to me - not just because owning a celebi actually distributed from the historical PCNY distribution station is just... insanely cool, but because like i said, i had never traded anyone in the old internet-less generations of pokemon, and having that be my first was just... a monumental thought. i am deeply fascinated with old gen event distributions because of the tactile, interpersonal nature of them, in direct contrast with my isolation and loneliness as a child. it might sound silly to be so worked up over a collection of bytes/pixels, but i really couldn't believe venty would offer me something so kind. and not only did he offer to ask - rex said yes!!
so on may 21st last year (2023) rex traveled out and distributed the celebi to his pokemon silver cartridge. specifically, the celebi is from the "Celebi Present Campaign" which ran from the 22nd of november 2002 to the 28th of november 2002. the display on the monitor is the same video that would have appeared on the screen in the PCNY store, but flipped sideways here haha. (the gen 2 distributions were special and had custom animations for the legendaries and stuff, which you can watch here in full quality on gridelin's channel - there's videos of the other distribution animations on his channel, too!)
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and then months later, during the weekend of august 11th 2023, rex and venty met up at the pokemon world championship in japan and rex traded the celebi to venty's gold cartridge...
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...then, finally, just this past weekend, on sunday (february 4th 2024) venty and i finally met in real life for the first time at the knoxville TN regional pokemon championships, and with link cable in hand the celebi finally made its way to me in my hotel room, after crossing the ocean twice and passing through canada to the US to japan and back to the US...!!
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gen 2 pokemon data isn't very complicated, but you can tell that my celebi is unique from the other PCNY celebis dumped online (here and here if you'd like to play with some of these historical pokemon yourself) because it has the trainer ID of 00204 which none of the publicly available celebis have - though of course to me, regardless of what becomes publicly available in the future (and i hope one day the common layperson can simply emulate the PCNY machine, video game preservation >>> unique collections always) this celebi will always be special and unique because of how it got to me, and because it represents my friendship with venty who i care so much about. it was an extremely kind gesture i will never forget and i can't believe how much traveling and how many people were involved with getting this tiny bundle of bytes and pixels to me. i hugged venty after the trade was done haha
oh, and by the way, don't worry, i have the hardware to back up my gen 2 save files so this celebi will never die even after my crystal cartridge battery eventually dies once more!! (also, while i don't think it would be an issue i do want to say please don't bother any of the people mentioned in this post...! gridelin & co are working on making the distribution machine in question available for anyone to use, it'll come out whenever it's out and for now there are dumps of the events that were recovered. i would not want them to receive any annoying requests for pokemon because of me. thank you!)
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Hey so I've never sent a request before, but could you do a Bakugou x reader where Mitsuki and Masaru catch them in Katsuki's room? I really enjoyed your oneshot where Kirishima caught them, but you can write NSFW or fluff, it doesn't matter to me, I just love your pieces!
Getting caught cuddling | Headcanons
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-> While spending some time cuddling with your boyfriend, someone catches the both of you by surprise.
-> Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Denki Kaminari.
Katsuki Bakugou
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Sure, it was Mitsuki’s mistake to enter her son’s room like that. But why didn’t he even tell them he had their partner coming over ? You were so lucky being asleep when this happened. « Ahah, you can’t yell at us, or they’ll wake up ! » she giggled at her son, who was fuming with anger.
Katsuki had invited you over for a presentation you had to work on, and you had gladly accepted. « Stop cheering, you won’t meet my parents, they won’t be there. » he had told you. Indeed, as his partner, you had always wanted to finally meet them.
At some point, you ordered a little break as you were going insane -you being super annoying when overworking helped you. As soon as he agreed, you laid on Katsuki, who made tiny explosions to warm you up a bit… which made you fall asleep rather quickly.
He had allowed you to take a little nap, as you had been training a lot nowadays, and here come his parents barging in his room ! « Sorry, we thought you weren’t home. » his father apologized. « Who is that ? Your partner ? » he had asked immediately after his son nod at his apology.
« Shut up ! Don’t wake them up ! It’ll be embarrassing for all of us ! » Too late. You were awake, and he was a liar ; you immediately gasped, happy to finally meet them. And maybe (un)luckily for the blonde, it ended up with you eating dinner at his place and a sleepover.
Shoto Todoroki
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It was at the dorms. After a tiring training, you had decided to go to his room instead, so he could cool you down a bit. So tiring actually that you fell asleep without even noticing, and Shoto didn’t have the heart to wake you up. Hence your situation.
It was Denki who had burst in his room, excited to call him for a boys game night. Obviously, he caught everyone’s attention with his super loud gasps and his several « it makes sense ! it makes so much sense ! ». You woke up, and you both replied to your friends’ interrogations.
« How long have you been dating ? », « Hm, only like a few weeks, we were waiting a bit to be sure before telling you guys. », « So that’s why Todoroki caught fire when he saw you at the hot springs ! Because he had a crush on you ! », « … Yes, that’s why, actually. » you barely awake.
Well, it was now official. « So… for the boys night… » Shoto started, but got interrupted by the blonde. « Oh noooooo, no no noooo, stay with your partner man, don’t worry about us ! » he said, before shooing everyone away and leaving the room. « …. I actually wanted to go. » Shoto confessed, making you laugh.
« You can go, you know. » you said. « It was cute, you were overheating a bit at their reaction. » you said, stretching a bit. « Didn’t expect to get caught. » he replied. « Are you coming with me ? » he asked, but you said no. « Still tired from training. » So, Shoto kissed your forehead and let you fall back asleep in his room.
Denki Kaminari
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The thing with Denki and you is that you were a somewhat Bakugou person. Yelled a lot, terrifying to your classmates, already intimidating quirk to begin with. So even for you, how you ended up with Denki was a mystery. Well, even he found it surprising, enough to agree not to tell others -at least not yet.
After a long day of training with Aizawa, full of failed attempts at a new skill you were supposed to have learned, you had decided to find some comfort in his room. He was so excited that he forgot to actually lock his room, and only jumped on his bed to cuddle with you.
And here you were, Kirishima and Sero gasping at the sight of the boy laying on top of you, his head against your chest while you played with his hair. He immediately straightened up, gasping as well. « Close the door ! Don’t tell ! No- » he panicked.
He decided to act like he had turned dumb, and you could only laugh at his attempt to save whatever situation you were in. « It’s okay, Denki. I thought you would have accidentally told everyone weeks ago. » you confessed.
The boy only gasped loudly at this statement. « You don’t trust me, (Y/N) ?! » making his friends laugh as well. « But I’m happy you don’t want to hide it anymore. Now I can grab you whenever I want. » he said, wiggling -maybe doing a little dance ? « … Sure, you can do that. » you replied, a bit scared of what he meant by « grab ».
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stuckyrogersbarnes · 2 months
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Step Uncle (Loki, bucky, & y/n smut)
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Warnings: bi!loki, bi!bucky, double penetration, daddy kink, *step*uncle, sub!loki, dom!bucky.
[if you feel uncomfortable towards any of the warnings given above, please leave. Don't spread hate. If you do, you're comment will be deleted and if it occurs a second time, you will be blocked. This is not incest, no one in this sex scene is blood-related.]
Word count: 1.3k 
Female reader 
You groan as you wake up from your slumber. Although, it wasn't really a 'slumber,' since you hardly slept at all. You were in your second year of university, it wasn't that tough. It's just super time-consuming. You were still living with your mom and her new husband (ugh). He was quite the pain in the ass. And please, let's not get started on his brother, James, who is living with us for 4 months. Okay, fine, yes, Barnes is hot, like super hot, but he gets on your nerves and that pisses you off. 
"Morning Mum." you yawn and go to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee. "Good morning sweetheart...Uh, Y/n?" "Yes, mother?" you look at her. Oh god, what is it now? "Your father and I are going for a trip, to the Bahamas, for four days." she chuckles. "Cool, when?" "Uh, the flight is in 8 hours. I'm so sorry honey, I just forgot to tell you an-" "Mom. I'm a full-grown adult. It's fine, I can take care of myself. Relax." You reassure her. "Oh sweetie, no. Bucky will be here to help in case anything goes wrong." "What? mom! I'm nineteen!" I whine, "I know darling but he's already here so..." she shrugs. "Ugh. Fine." 
-Time jump (it's now 9 pm and you're in your room)- 
"Okay, safe travels." You hang up. Your mom had seated in the plane and was about to take off. You dial someone else's number, "Hello?" "Hi, darling. I was wondering when you would call." you could hear him smirk. "You free right now? Come over." "Yes ma'am. I'll be there in 10." he hangs up. 
Soon, you hear the doorbell ring. He doesn't even give you a minute before his mouth latches onto yours. You moan against his lips, "Loki," you bite his lip. "I missed you, darling." he picks you up and latches his lips on the soft spot on your neck, "Fuck," you whisper. He lays you down on the couch in the living room, "Loki, what if James catches us?" "You'll just have to be quiet then won't you, love?" You nod. "Good girl,"  he smirks. He crawls on top of you and removes your white crop top. He groans at the sight of your black push-up bra. "Turn" "Yes-" "Yes what, baby?" "y-yes Daddy." you stutter. "good girl." you turn to your back and feel Loki's warm, wet tongue licking the bottom of your spine, slowly going up. You try to hold back your moan as he sucks small hickeys on the back of your neck. He hooks his teeth on the hook of your bra and unhooks it in one swift go. You moan. He slowly slides his way down to your boxer shorts and yanks them off with his teeth. "Loki. I really liked them." you whine, "I'll buy you a new pair sweetheart." You groan as he licks up your slit, "fuck, Loki." He breathes in your scent, "Fuck you smell so good, y/n." he sucks on your clit as one of his fingers enters your wet hole. You moan. "Daddy, right there, ugh, yes." You scream as he enters another finger. "Shh, you don't want him to catch us, do you?" You shake your head. He keeps thrusting while sucking on your swollen clit. You're almost there, right there. He adds another finger and you lose it, completely. Your hole begins to pulsate on his fingers.
 You open your eyes, riding out of the wonderous orgasm Loki just gave you, You gasp at what you see, James, leaning against the doorframe of the living room door. You bite your lip at him, still riding out. Your eyes flutter and Bucky smirks. Once you're out of the orgasm, you process what's actually happening right now. Barnes. Sex. Living Room. Orgasm. You cover your mouth in shock. "what happened, love?" Loki slides up to your face. He chuckles when he sees what you do, "James. Want to join?" Your breath hitches. What? He struts towards you. "I think Y/n deserves punishment for having sex in a shared area while her step-uncle is staying over. What do say hmm?" "Oh, I think she does." Loki smirks. You look up at Barnes with doe eyes and nod, taken aback by his gigantic bulge poking out of his jeans. Bucky chuckles, "Slut." For some reason, even though you never really liked degrading and Loki never degraded you, you got even wetter as he said that. 
Loki crawls towards Bucky and unzips his jeans. He pulls down his boxers as you sit on your buttock and begin to circle your swollen clit. Bucky's cock was thick and long, just how you liked it. Loki grabbed Bucky's ass cheeks and pulled him towards himself. Loki started licking Bucky's length and sucked on the tip of Bucky's head. "Doll, keep your hands where I can see them. Now."  Bucky orders. You groan and put your hands on each side of you. Loki takes in the whole of Bucky's length, something you were sure you could never do.
Seeing your boyfriend suck a dick was much more arousing than you thought it would be. You moan as you dip beneath Loki and begin to suck his dick, unable to fit the whole length in your mouth. Loki pushes into you, it makes you choke and tear up, mascara running down your face. You moan onto Loki's dick, making him moan onto Bucky's. Bucky grabs your boob from underneath and pinches your nipple, making you cry out. "Daddy, please let me come." "No." bucky and Loki both say in unison. 
You hear Bucky pull out of Loki's mouth. Before you can react, Loki abruptly lifts you up and enters you without any hesitation or time for you to think. You scream in pain and pleasure. "Oh, she's loud, huh?" "Oh, yeah," Loki replies. He begins to thrust as Bucky starts walking behind him. "Up. both of you." You both listen to what he says and slowly stand up, finding it hard not to collapse on the floor. "Y/n, baby, come sit on my dick," Bucky says as he lies down. "Y-yes daddy," you say, doe-eyed. "Loki, once she's comfortable, enter the same hole, from behind." "Yes, daddy." He replies. You slowly climb onto your step-uncle's large dick and slowly thrust down. You moan, "fuck." "gosh, y/n, you're so fucking tight," He growls "Can you move, baby?" You nod, biting your lip trying to hold back your orgasm. "Move." You begin to move slowly, closing your eyes, boobs jumping up and down. You feel another dick at the entrance of your full hole. How is that supposed to fit? Loki doesn't give you a chance to say anything before he plunges into you, you clench and blackout, only seeing white spots everywhere. You come all over both their cocks. 
It took you one solid minute before you could finally open your eyes. "Can we move now, sweetheart?" Loki asks. "Yes please," you say, dying for another release, already on edge. They both begin to thrust, all three of you moaning. "Daddy... Fuck." you shudder. Bucky places his thumb on your pussy and presses it down, making your third orgasm much stronger than ever before. As you ride out of your climax, you feel warm liquid oozing out of your pussy. They had come too. 
After cleaning up, bucky runs to you, panicking, "Y/n! We didn't use protection." You laugh, "Something funny? What if I got you pregnant?" "I'm on birth control, silly." "Oh, thank god," Bucky says in relief. "One more round?" Loki asks. You both nod. 
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m1ssunderstanding · 25 days
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Understanding Lennon McCartney Rewatch Part 2.4
It's in the paper that Allen Klein was involved in 40+ lawsuits and John doesn't question it? At this point, I feel like he just didn't want to let Paul be right about anything. 
My question is who did that work on before? I mean who fucking does business like that? Let alone business with the most successful man in the world. 
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John's complaining about Paul being too good at his job is both hilarious (what the hell is Paul supposed to do with that) and sad (it shows just how far their musical relationship has degraded from partners to rivals)
How did they lose Northern Songs? Genuinely, if anyone can break it down for me I'd be so grateful. Anyway I'm sure it was devastating for both of them. “Who'd have the children?” “Dick James”. 
I know I'm insane, but can I be allowed to see a glimmer of goodness here? I really do think it's John's kinder side winning out when he decides not to lie. Like, yes, he gets a buzz off of watching Paul go white at his words, but I think he also just – in that moment – didn't have the heart to trick Paul into staying. 
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But also. Why are we trying to maneuver Paul at all if the end game is for John to leave? It just doesn't make sense to try to trick Paul into signing the contract unless John's divorce threat is at the very least not meant to be final. 
I will never understand this picture. Even in the emotional state he's in, he's still hamming it up? There is something seriously wrong with this man. 
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I do find it interesting that the fact that Paul cried his eyes out after that meeting isn't even mentioned in the doc. I wonder why. 
Let's put the bizarre, super-warped timeline in this quote aside for a minute. Apparently the depression started after Brian died and it lasted for about two years and John was still in it during Pepper. Okay. That aside . . .
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I have to assume this negative lense on what I can only assume means the period between 66 and 68 is highly influenced by hindsight bias. I agree that John was depressed at the time, in an unhappy marriage, doing too much LSD, etc and that looking at Paul's prolific talent and expansive , fast-paced life would have been maddening. But everyone go back to the end of part one really quick. He looks extremely happy. He sounds extremely happy. Everyone who knows him says he's never been happier. I think he just can't accept right now that there was so much good and he's lost it. 
“I look from the wings at the play you are staging . . . I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love.”
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Insanity quote Hall of Fame. Paul explaining why the Beatles just had to break up, obviously, because he and John "didn't marry the same girl." Someone write the fic where John and Paul both marry the same girl. Could be Yoko or Linda. Sister trad wives au. 
Okay, cool, so this means I have full permission to interpret and tin hat about any lyrics I want then, right?
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But also. Are we just not going to talk about the fact that Paul dumped a bucket of garbage water and punched this person? And are we not mentioning the depression and alcoholism and heroin abuse during this time?
It's so embarrassing how he looks to her for confirmation here. John, they asked you what you think. Just you. Not some complicated definition. Not Yoko's definition. Just your own thoughts.
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“I couldn't wait for them to make up their mind about peace or whatever. About committing themselves.” Yeah, John. You sound real committed to peace. Or whatever. Here's a theory that anyone can shoot down if they want: John asked Paul for some kind of commitment (a friendship wedding, a partnership contract, a mutual wanking pledge) in India and Paul was a chicken about it. 
What was that day like, I wonder? I imagine extremely stiff and professional and horrid. But who knows. Maybe it was nice, and maybe that made everything worse.
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I will go to my death believing that instant karma was for Paul. 
Do we think John actually did send Paul “about twenty postcards from Denmark” all covered in hearts none of which Paul responded to? Paul could be just as cruel in his lack of reaction as John was in his over reaction.
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I'm sorry but that is not what a man says when he's just lying to the press to buy time for business. That's what a man says to the press when he's trying desperately to communicate with someone who he can't get through to any other way. 
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But really, I just don't understand why the creator chose to minimize Paul's emotional response to John's divorce statement. If we don't see him bawling his eyes out and losing the will to live, he comes off like a self-assured, uncaring, jerk. Which. To be fair. John didn't see those things, and that is exactly what John thought of Paul during this time. But still. The audience now comes away from this doc with a skewed view. 
All we get is Paul being pissed off about Phil Spector butchering Let it Be without his consent and John and George trying to change McCartney's release date without his consent. Which are both a) understandable and b) strong, male, angry reactions. Making this section portray Paul in the same one-dimensional hyper-masculine way that John so often is. Which isn't my favorite. But hey, it's my only complaint about this doc so far.
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Anyway, update: I won't be able to do part three until it gets reuploaded, so we're on hiatus for this project for the time being.
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mncein · 9 months
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hellooo!!! can i request for newjeans hcs on how they react if they have a crush whose flirty but oblivious?
omg first req !! and yes of course !!
i really had a good time writing this while i'm wide awake at 3am 😭 i'm literally applying the saying that the brain works more efficiently during night lmao, thank you for this request anon, i hope you enjoy !!
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— for minji, she's probably gonna make you stop flirting with her bc she gets really really shy AND she hides her face 'cause it will give you a hint or smth and then you might just reject her right there :( but deep inside she likes it sm that she blames her cheeks for getting red. to add that she probably has a group chat with her friends where she jokes about how oblivious you are and that she tries to flirt back with a line she got from google, excusing herself right there and then doing a 2 minute of research to find a good pick up line for you 😭 in all, she just wants to let you know how much she likes you but she can't :(
— hanni... when you flirt, this girl gives you a teasing smile and then clings to you the whole time. telling you how much she loves your jokes with making it obvious that she likes you. wonders how you not ask about her recent behaviors of how she flirts back shamelessly whenever you two are texting or talking on the phone. MADE moves showing that she likes you and does her best showing it, but she just tilts her head in confusion when you just brushed the topic off :( feeling a little sad, she just spaces off while you talk about things. then you ask her what's wrong, bunny will just stare at you with a pout :(
— this sunshine right here will just smile and say thank you in her aussie accent, and then danielle will just look down and blush, thinking of something else she should say. poor girl doesn't even know what to say when you copied her usual beaming smile, tucks some of her hair behind her ear cutely as she speaks about how she enjoyed the day with you :( so cute that you can't resist complimenting her beautiful eyes. "danielle, did you know you had such pretty eyes?" danielle will probably let out some tears of joy, and when she gets back home, she wonders if you actually knew and like her back :(
— haerin will just stare at you silently, her cheeks getting redder and redder for every word yous say. listening so carefully with a cute grin, despite how quiet she is outside, her thoughts speak louder :( her eyes sparkling when you show her a photo of you, mentally printing it on her mind, probably complimenting how you look with such tiny words that she only could hear 😭 asking her what she said, she just shakes her head and asks you to go on talking. by the time you ask her to talk about what's happening in her life, she just replies plainly on your questions. when leaving, she thanks you for a happy day and she finally gives her full smile. patting her head like she's a cat, she comes back home with the same blush as she first saw you that day and poor girl also wondering how she could show you how much she likes you :(
— hyein with her smug smile 😭 flirting back like some fifth grader, so stubborn when you tell her something nice, she tells something even nicer 🤭 finally letting her win the small complimenting competition, she just smiles and blushes. her crush being flirty with her? she wouldn't think twice and flirt back, constantly putting her arm over your shoulder, taking advantage of her height and yours. she's acting like a really cool best friend, but she actually likes you a lot :( asking for advice how she can get her crush to fall in love with her, you giving her advices but not knowing that she would do the things you said to you. you were so oblivious when she asks about your type and standards, answering her questions so honest and true. her making a super plan on how to show you that she likes you :(
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shojizbae · 8 months
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Hobie's Innocent Girlfriend
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Hobie Brown x Fem! Reader
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Can you just imagine Hobie with a super innocent type of girlfriend? not that creepy type of couple where a guy dates someone younger than him and she's all infantilized. His girlfriend is actually older than him but she was raised in a conservative protestant house (the national religion of Britain) and hasn't shaken her upbringing despite being in university. They met in a guitar class, (her being classically trained and wanting to expand her skills) Hobie was there because he could sneak in and figure out a riff that he hadn't yet nailed.
She was instantly fascinated by him because he looked so different than what she was used to seeing. Heavy chains that rattled with every step and scratched pin on a sleeveless jacket caught her eye. He spotted her because she looked like something off of a private school pamphlet. neat long coiffed hair, thin gold wristwatch and pleated skirt. everything about her screamed elitist old money.
He was shocked though when she walked over at the end of the class. She told him his name and pointed to a pin on his denim vest.
"What is a sex pistol?" she folds her hand behind her back.
"It's a band. They yell at rich pricks for acting like they are better than the rest of everyone."
"Cool!" he tries to carry on the conversation but she continues to get pissed off by her. Everything she is is everything he stands against. ad going against his grain is pretty rocking. She is one bonnie. He claims that he slowly seduced her. In actuality, she was the one who accidentally got him hook, line, and sinker. They start dating after a month or two of knowing each other.
Hobie is so irredeemably in love with her. And they look so out of place with each other. Half of her belongings are pink all of her socks have ruffles. Hobart is so grungy and dirty compared to her. But (Y/n) is absolutely enamored by him. She is fascinated by how different and real he is. Every time she comes over to his house she looks out of place but it makes his heart ga-lump every time he sees her picking through his collection of vintage pins. One day while looking through his desk full of knick-knacks she finds a neglected spiked bracelet.
"Hobie?"
"Yes, love?"
"Can I have this bracelet?" he hears the clink of a snap and sees the ratty piece of leather with tarnished pewter spikes. He notices how it looks so out of place on your ‘pretty in pink’ look and his heart thrums at the disruption.
“Yeah love, looks great on you.” He tries to bite back the smile forming on his face.
Another time you two are making out and and you get caught on his lip ring. Not physically just mentally. Your in his lap, straddling him, finger threes in the back of his hair. He’s got his hands on your ass and he uses them to keep you as close as possible. He tries to pull back for air but he notices that you’re adhered to his lips like a damn leech.
“Dear, what’s gotten into you?” He smirks in contentment
“I love that little hoop Hobie.” She smirks and half licks her lips
“Yeah?” He questions punctuating with a kiss.
“Yeah.” She chases his kiss as he pulls away.
“Well maybe we should get you some.”
“Ok,” she climbs back in him taking a more dominant stance than before. Hobie loved when she got riled up. She was so hot. That following night Hobie found a piercing shop and even booked an appointment.
Hobie had to hold her hand the whole time she was getting pierced. She didn’t go so extreme as he did with his dermals. Instead she walked out with a bar through her tongue, a nostril hoop, and seven different cartilage piercings. It was going to be torture not to kiss her for “4-6 weeks” he rolled his eyes at that. Somehow though her body healed much quicker than the piercer thought and she was able to return just 16 days later to get a smaller bar in her mouth. She did add one nipple ring and something glittery in her bellybutton.
Hobie was over the moon about being able to kiss her but now he could only play with one titty and he loved both of your titties. He was extra tic to see you become a more punk person while still holding all of your values. And your hole punched ears could be easily hidden if you wore your hair down. You did however have to skip Christmas claiming sickness instead of returning to your family.
Hobie was beside himself. On the one hand Christmas is a Marxist celebration that’s been stripped of its initial pagan roots and been commercialized into a plot for capitalism. On the other hand you were very upset that you couldn’t go home to have mass with your family because you knew they would disapprove of your piercings and of Hobie. Both things you loved endlessly.
I order to cheer you up Hobie had to sacrifice all of his pride. He bought you a few presents, mostly thing you’ve said you need for your flat which he has sporadically moved into. He pinned mistletoe on oversold way with tape because your landlord is a complete asshole. He made you breakfast in bed and told you to get dressed. There was a church nearby and as much as he hated organized religion he hates to see you upset far much more.
The whole time you were smiling. You sang every word to every song. Even before the priest was done quoting the scripture you would cite it. When you got home he made brunch as you set out presents around the tiny plastic tree. Every time you passed through a door way he would trot over to you and say something sly like
“Oh look what we have here? Looks like you need to kiss me.” And you two ended up turning off the stove and shagging like animals in heat.
slowly though, you start to rub off on him
he starts using your fancy expensive ass skincare. You find him napping under your giant fluffy chunky knit blanket; especially after late-night spider escapades. He especially takes on your drama shows and soap operas. He loves when you throw one of your fluffy robes at him when he forgets to grab a towel after the shower.
Eventually, he wears you down enough to introduce him to your parents. they're terrified of what he could be because for over 2 years you've hidden him from them. they're shocked because you squeezed him into a cashmere sweater and slacks. His hair was combed and his piercings had been removed. You manage to scrape through the dinner with no bonfire temper tantrums from your mom. When you finally get back in your car he sighs and tears the sweater off. He drives you home completely shirtless and is grunting and moaning the whole time.
"Love, if you ever make me wear a button-down shirt again, I'll cut the nipples and arms off of it."
"What?" she shreiks
"Yeah, and I'll shag you in front of your old man."
"Hobie!" you slap his bare chest
"I can't help it love, you get me going." He put a hand on your thigh and gives them a gentle rub.
"Hobie wait until we make it home!"
"What, c'mon! You won't even jerk me off a little babe? Please?"
"Well, you sit with the thought for a moment. "You did so well playing house for me. And, you look pretty hot right now." you pull your seatbelt from behind your back and shift your hips around "Maybe just a little." you pull your hair into a ponytail and pull down his zipper. Let's just say Hobie's foot was on the gas pedal all the way to the apartment.
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kooahae · 5 months
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After Last Night: Jungkook's announcement
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Read the previous drabble here
The next chapter here by release date
Summary: Jungkook has something he'd like to share with his loved ones.
Pairing: best friends to lovers/established relationship,Jungkook X female reader 
Warnings: mentions of drinking but other than that none :) super cute fluff this time around. and like usual ...they are so down bad for each other.<3
Word count:  2.3K
A/N: I promised one more fluff before the angst so just letting you know the next drabble will be a bit darker, but as always thank you for reading <3
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If these last two months taught you anything, Nothing beats waking up to Jungkook. He smells good, always showers you with kisses, makes you breakfast, and makes you feel safe and warm. Today you noticed he’s being extra affectionate- which almost seems impossible given who you’re talking about. You can’t complain though, It feels super nice to be desired all the time and It’s even better when the person loves you as equally as you love them.
“Wake up baby.” Jungkook plants a kiss on your collarbone. 
“I am up. You’ve been kissing me everywhere for like 15 minutes straight. I was just enjoying it.” You reply with a grin creeping onto your face.
Once you open your eyes, you’re met with a shirtless Jungkook hovering over you. You drape your arms around his neck to be greeted by the biggest grin on his face. 
“We have stuff to do today!” Jungkook states, his excitement evident. 
You Just nod- You do recall him saying his mom asked for you both to visit this weekend. You’re not surprised either. Jungkook is a serious mama’s boy. You understand though. No one is as cool as Mrs. Jeon, but back to what’s right in front of you. World’s most perfect boyfriend.
“You’re so pretty at every hour of the day.” He says cupping your face. 
How could you not want to wake up to this every day?
“I love you.” You state and he smiles. 
“I love you too. Come on gorgeous, let’s start our day.” 
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You’re finally finished getting ready, and you can tell you look great because Jungkook can’t stop complimenting you. 
“I have the hottest girlfriend ever.”  He says and you smile. 
“You’re perfect and sweet, thank you, baby.” You respond, pecking him on the lips. 
You’ll never get tired of that either.
“I’m gonna put bam in the car, then I’ll be back up to help you carry anything you may be bringing.” 
You nod. As he walks out, you check your outfit one more time. Your top is just a basic crop shirt, your jeans are snatching you in all the right places and you picked the best pair of sneakers to match. You look great and casual. You don’t know why you’re so nervous either, you’ve known his family your whole existence. You’re just going there in an elevated role in Jungkook’s life, you’re still the same person they’ve known.
“Ready baby?” Jungkook’s voice rips you out of your thoughts.  You nod yes and turn to him. 
“Let’s go.” You say and flash him a smile. 
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The car ride is almost a full two hours due to traffic, but Jungkook and you have been singing at the top of your lungs and pointing out the scenery on your way. He’s also been stealing kisses at every light and telling you how excited he is to see his family. You know Jungkook is his family’s shining star, so the feeling will be mutual for them. It always makes you smile to see them interact. Even more so, it makes you grateful to be cared about and included. 
You notice you’re about 10 minutes away from his parent’s house, so you check the mirror and touch up your lip gloss. 
“You look perfect baby, plus it’s just my family. You’ve known them forever.”  He says gripping your thigh as he enters the driveway. 
You gave yourself that pep talk earlier, it’s funny that it’s actually him saying it to you now- he’s right though!
“I know but I just can’t help the butterflies I feel.”  You tell him truthfully
Jungkook parks the car and looks at you. “Are they because of me?” He says with a flirty smile. 
They weren’t before but now…
“Yeah.” You say smiling at him. 
“Yeah?” He asks one more time, raising an eyebrow still grinning and leaning in
But Bam’s barking interrupts you. -you almost forgot he was in the backseat. You both look and see he’s barking at Jin who is standing in the doorway.
“Come on pretty,” Jungkook says pecking your nose one more time as he opens the back door to let bam out-then yours. He makes sure he grabs your bag and his as well. 
Jin is tackled by Bam before he can greet you both like he usually would. You would help him up but when Bam is this excited, there’s no stopping him. 
“Have fun with that hyungie!”  Jungkook states while smiling and laughing at his brother. 
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 “There’s my sweetheart!!” Jungkook’s mom yells out of excitement as she comes to hug you.
“Hi, Mrs. Jeon I’ve missed you so much!” You hug her back. You see his dad approaching as well. 
“Just so beautiful and youthful!” She says placing a hand on your shoulder delicately. 
“Um, what about me?” Jungkook pouts. 
“My handsome boy!!” She yells mimicking the excitement she had speaking to you, causing you to chuckle. 
You hug Jungkook’s dad and so does he then his mom asks for your help in the kitchen while he takes the bags to his bedroom. 
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You and Jungkook’s mom have a great relationship. You always loved helping her cook dinner -one because Jungkook always comes into the kitchen super excited when dinner is done and, it taught you and Jungkook both how to cook. Secondly, nothing beats the little gossip sessions you always get to have with her before the boys come in. 
You’ve been listening to her talk about Jin and his love life, she really wants to be a grandmother soon.  
Mr. Jeon and Jin walk into the kitchen to sit in the bar area, so you guys stop the conversation- girl time is strictly girl time. Plus Jin would probably freak out and go on a rant about how having Jungkook as a little brother is room to not have a kid. 
Everyone is just conversing and then Jungkook walks in.
“It’s so different being here instead of home isn’t it?” He says looking at you. 
He’s so pretty.  You nod your head in agreement.
“Oh, I knew there was something I wanted to ask about. We heard you moved back into the condo with Jungkook. What’s new with you since you’re single? Anyone pursuing our girl that I should be on standby about?” His dad asks. 
Oh? 
Single? 
Last time you checked you’ve been in a relationship for two months… 
You’re about to speak but someone beats you to it.  
“Ahh, that’s why we are here!” Jungkook stands up and comes behind you moving the spatula you had in your hand and pulls you into him. 
You tilt your head up at Jungkook furrowing your eyebrows- you’re still confused…
Didn’t his mom invite you guys? 
She didn’t like Seojun, and from what you know about Mrs. Jeon, something you’ve known your whole life- she doesn’t pry too much unless it concerns someone’s overall well-being. 
“I asked if we could come.” He says immediately looking down at you smiling. Rubbing his fingers over your eyebrows to smooth them down, a motion he does often. Telling you to stop worrying.
He also knows he would have been in for it if he was hiding the relationship from them.  
“I wanted to tell everyone I have a girlfriend and that it’s someone everyone approves of.” He says pecking your lips.
“Mom, Dad..” He says looking up at them proudly with the biggest grin. Then he looks at you in the eyes.
“This is my girlfriend, She’s super smart, kind, and takes good care of me. I like taking care of her too. You guys will definitely approve” He says as if they don’t know you- he’s so cute. You can tell it was important to him to make an announcement in person. Which makes you feel good too.
Leave it to Jungkook to find a way to be outrageously cute. 
“That is great news! Congratulations to you both!” Mr. Jeon says smiling widely 
“Finally, now I can stop acting like I don’t know,” Jin says taking a sip of water, before he and Jungkook wink and send each other finger pistols. 
“Sorry, it took so long for me to tell you,” he says once he realizes Jin just exposed what he knew first. 
His mom? She’s super quiet…
“It has to be the best day of our lives…” She finally says. 
“As parents, all we have ever wanted was for you to bring someone that’s at least half of her standard home…but it’s actually the best news I could ask for as your mom! My beautiful son has found an equally beautiful person.” She says grabbing your hand and nodding in approval. 
“ And the best part is, she was here all along,” Jungkook says as he goes to embrace his mom. 
“Let’s drink!” Mr. Jeon says excitedly. 
You smile. This is your family too, always has been. You love it here.
“Highballs!” The males of the family shout in unison. 
Yep- you’re definitely in good company. 
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After a few drinks and eating together, you’re all sitting around telling stories.
“Who said the L word first?” His dad asks - he looks like he’s invested in the newest rom-com.
Jungkook smiles “Me! Do you know how long I waited to tell her? Practically my whole life.”
His dad just smiles and nods. “I was always telling your mom you both were completely smitten over each other. I’m glad to be right.”
“I said it first, I know our son!” She says lightly slapping his shoulder.
They’ve always been so playful with each other. You hope you and Jungkook stay like that too. 
You all continue to play games and drink. Bam of course is making his presence known every few seconds he goes without attention from you and Jungkook.  
Jungkook can tell you’re getting sleepy as you lean your head onto his shoulder while everyone continues to play the board game. 
He tilts your head up with his finger under your chin. 
“We can go to sleep after this, okay?” You smile lightly and kiss his dimple. 
“Okay.”
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“Goodnight everyone!” You yell as you and Jungkook walk up to his bedroom. 
“Goodnight, see you in the morning for breakfast.” His parents say in response. 
You’re so damn lucky you think to yourself. You already know what you’re walking into when you’re here and it’s one of the most comfortable atmospheres to be apart of, just like when you were younger.
Once you finally change into your pajamas and crawl into bed, you watch Jungkook remove his shirt and change into sweatpants before joining you. You immediately scoot closer to him
He looks you in the eyes as he brushes your hair out of your face.
“What are you thinking about baby girl?” He asks
“I haven’t been in your room in what feels like forever. Do you remember when we snuck out to that party in 9th grade? We really thought no one would notice us trying to climb into the window” You smile, tracing his tattoos as you lay your head on him. 
“Yeah I do, I wanted to confess to you that night. I was so mad that we got in trouble. It ruined my proposal.”
“Oh yeah? How would you have told me?” You say and look into his eyes. After all these years, they still have that pure, one-of-a-kind sparkle- always tugging at your heart.
“Now that we are older. I was gonna ask in such a lame way. I prepared one of those singing cards that played a song and the ending just was me saying ‘Ahhh___ I like you. So like me back please’ ”  You both laugh. 
“I liked you then too. I would have said yes” You say reassuring him and his card idea from back then. 
You both stare at each other, enjoying the silence but comfortable aura surrounding you. 
You then notice Jungkook is thinking about something.
“Kook? What’s up?” You say lifting your head some more.
“About earlier, I’m sorry for not telling you baby. I just wanted to have a bragging moment.” He says smiling. 
“Bragging?” You say and he nods his head confirming. 
“Yeah. I didn’t mean for it to take you by surprise… it’s just that I have the prettiest, smartest, loyal, hard-working, sexy, fun, and loving girlfriend ever. Of course, It needed a big announcement. I brought the love of my life home with me.“  Jungkook’s cheeks are slightly red from the blush creeping up on them
You’re sure you look the same as you hover over him and kiss him. 
“You’re always making me feel special,” you say. Jungkook feels his heart start to beat out of his chest. 
“That’s all I wanna do.” He says reassuring you, leaning up into the kiss before he pulls you down with him. 
“We aren’t home.” You remind him and he smirks.
“ I was going to behave, I promise.” He says as you reach to turn the light off.
“Let’s get some sleep.” You say nuzzling into his neck, but not before he can plant the soothing kiss on your lips. 
“I love you, Goodnight princess.” 
“I love you more, Goodnight baby.”
You and Jungkook fall asleep in the same room you used to when you were younger. You’re so happy that the same arms you get to wake up to are holding you as you slumber. You’re even more grateful his family took the news well. You had a really great day, and it’s all because Jungkook never falls short. 
You make a promise to yourself to always make sure to treat him just as beautifully as he treats you. 
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