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deathbyseventeen · 1 year

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As the World Caves In (Ending)

pairing: Dino/Chan x f!reader

genre: post-apocalyptic, romance/fluff, angst | zombie!au

word count: ≅3.4k

series: To be Together

chapter warnings: allusions & talk death, weapons (the knifebrella & a gun), violence (defending self from zombies), oh and blood and references to body parts and viscera (not descriptive though)

summary: The world ended on a Tuesday in November, days after Halloween, when the sun was less than an hour away from setting. Chan had just left his dorm’s building, late to his History of Dance 136A lecture, when it happened. You hadn’t been as lucky on the day the world began to crumble.

a/n: hello again :) the ending is here! apologizes for the wait. but if you’re just seeing this fic now... maybe take a chance and start from the beginning? :)) links are right there below. oh boy oh boy oh boy

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{intro} + {3 days since the end} + {7 days since the end} + {10 days since the end} + {20 days since the end} + {24 days since the end} + {27 days since the end} + {a month since the end}

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a month since the end

Chan struggles to breathe from under the bundle of blankets you’d wrapped around him as if the combination of hoodies, coats, and scarves he was wearing (something you’d insisted on, he remembers) were nothing more but a pair of swimming trunks. In a span of a couple of days, the temperature dropped drastically, and though it had yet to snow, the river had already frozen over. Guilt gnawed at him as he watched you carefully step onto the center of the river, a simple beanie and coat to fight off the bitter cold, while you tried to get a good look at the surroundings.

He understood that he was still sick, though not as bad as he was before. Still, he wished you would let him be the one to catalog the locations and amount of zombies around. He hadn’t moved from the spot where you’d helped him sit down inside a service closet the two of you had found underneath the river’s bridge. You were meters away, far enough that he couldn’t really tell what face you were making but not far enough to where he couldn’t see that you were trembling in your boots.

Sometimes, when the sun went down, he swore the mild fever he still had was giving him hallucinations. At this moment, however, he knew it wasn’t just his imagination that was making you shake.

He wished he could call you back, urge you to turn around, and return to him.

It felt like an eternity before you made your careful way back across the iced river to him and let the door close all but an inch or two with a brick. You sat down across from him, dragging the duffle bag where you’d stuffed the night’s supplies to you with a hand.

A sleeping bag, the cans of food that would be dinner tonight, two water bottles, two flasks, and two trash bags. He reached for the bottle of medicine you pulled out then.

“How are you feeling?” You asked him as you opened the cans of food, waiting for him to swallow the syrup.

“Better,” he croaked, then cleared his throat.

“Maybe we should look for something stronger,” you suggested, holding out a can of salmon for him.

“No,” he shook his head. “I am getting better. This’ll go away, I know.”

“Alright.” You relent.

The two of you ate in silence, only sharing the sound of your spoons scraping against the insides of the cans.

Chan would have preferred conversation, the silence between the two of you felt too much like a wall was being built between the two of you, but his sore throat prevented any attempt from his side.

Even after you finished eating and began to unfurl the sleeping bag and arrange an even bigger pile of blankets around it, he continued to eat in silence. The rock he felt in his throat forced him to eat languidly, almost entirely focused on pushing the food down his throat.

But by the time he finished, he’d had enough, and the words left him before he could think them through.

“You told the others where we were going, right?”

Chan watched you still for a moment and squeeze your eyes shut. Almost immediately, he regretted what he’d said and cursed himself for not stopping and thinking of something better to say. You had yet to say anything or turn to look at him, but he could still read the words running through your head from a single corner of one of your eyelids. ‘For the hundredth time.’ Then they shot open--you wouldn’t say that to him-- and you turned to him.

“Yes, Chan. I told them, as best I could, the general direction we’d be taking toward your hometown.”

“Okay,” he croaked, a bright red blush settling on his cheeks.

He managed a couple of seconds of renewed silence, toying with the seam of his pants before grabbing one of the trash bags.

“I’m going to go to use the bathroom outside.”

“Here.” You held out a roll of toilet paper. “Try not to stay out too long, or you’ll get sick again.”

He mumbled out a thanks as he grabbed the roll and shuffled outside the fastest he could.

Without the armada of blankets encompassing him in a cocoon of warmth, a gust of cold December wind chilled him to the bone and froze him just outside the door. He trembled, gaze stuck on the horizon with tears pricking at his eyes. Then the wind settled, and he was able to look away, blinking away the tears as he left the enclave.

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Chan traced circles into your arms later that night. Much like earlier, you had yet to say anything to him, choosing to arrange your supplies while you waited for him to get ready for sleep. There was only one sleeping bag and it had come with a series of compromises. While you’d attempted to get him to use the bag for himself, he refused until the two of you wound up pressed together inside. Even then, you refused to sleep inside until he was already under it. So he slipped in first, and you zipped shut the bag.

Tonight, though he was sure you were upset with him, changed nothing. You slipped into the bag after him, silently, zipping it shut enough around the two of you that you could still pull the blankets at the front of the sleeping bag over you two. Then, laid down, half on top of Chan with one hand resting on his shoulders and the other at his side.

He couldn’t sleep.

Even with a hand clutched around you, he was uneasy.

Words accumulated at the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t find a way to say them.

It wasn’t until he felt your breath even out that the words managed to slip past his lips.

“I’m sorry,” He whispered. “I didn’t mean to offend you. I don’t mean to keep asking you. I just…” he squeezed his eyes shut, “I don’t like the silence. I keep thinking about them, and I start to worry they’re already dead.”

His heart raced at the admission, and he let out a shuddering breath as he tried to calm down. He did, eventually, and when that finally happened, he shifted so he was able to place a kiss on the crown of your head.

He had just closed his eyes when he felt you shift and brush your own lips across the underside of his jaw.

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Your fingers toyed with the inside of his pant pocket, encompassed in the warmth of a heat pack you’d found in the maintenance room you’d slept in days before.

“Now, if I were a sporting store, where would I hide?” Chan whispered into your ears as the two of you walked down a block of stores.

The streets were zombie-free, and it unnerved him. He wondered if you had noticed the eerie loneliness of the streets or if you had managed to ignore it in favor of a prettier image.

“Running a few laps around the block, I imagine.” You answered, giving his hand a squeeze before returning to your ministrations on his fingers.

“Perhaps they’d like to break so we can have a chat.”

You hummed. “Maybe. Would you like to call out to it instead? See if it comes?”

He laughed.

With an added bounce to your step, you started to hum under your breath. Chan was sure that if it’d been warmer, you’d have--

You slipped your hand out of his pocket, pulling his hand and the hot pack along with yours, and swung them. He smiled. It was an innate reaction, and in the end, the only thing he could have done that wouldn’t break the spell you’d cast over yourself.

The two of you continued to walk like that for what seemed like an eternity to Chan. The sun had long past reached its highest point in the sky for the day. It would only take another couple of hours before it would begin to set, and the sporting goods store was yet to be found. Just how many times had the two of you gone in circles? He was sure he’d seen that ravaged kiosk of cell phone cases at least fifty times. (And still, no zombies anywhere in sight.)

His thoughts strayed toward the stolen-- he frowned, though he knew it was now inconsequential-- car the two of you had found in one of the university’s parking structures. If he had managed to count correctly, the car was at least ten blocks down the street you’d come from, a mile or more so away.

Lost in thought, he missed the moment you stopped humming and swinging your intertwined hands.

“How long do you think it’ll take us to find it?” It was faint, hardly louder than the gusts of wind that brushed past the two of you every now and again. But it was enough to pull him out of his preoccupations and startle him into flinching.

“What?” He swallowed. “The sports store? I know it’s already taken us too long--”

“No,” you interrupted, “I mean, how long do you think it’ll take us to find the safe zone?”

“The safe zone?”

“What if it’s not even a safe zone anymore? What if it’s moved?”

“Wait. Wait.” He pulled you to a stop. “What? Y/N, you can’t-- you shouldn’t be thinking about those things.”

“Chan, our only goal is to get to safety. To get to the safe zone. But what do we do if it’s not real anymore.”

He shook his head. “Y/N, our only goal right now is to find that store.” He grabs you by the shoulders, leaving the hot pack in your hands, “We need a tent. We need to find food. We need to get back to the car. We find shelter for the night. We need to find my brothers.”

“And then?”

“And then we find safety.”

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“How much longer do you think we have?” You ask Chan as the two of you speed walk down a pathway that leads to a hidden street.

A single directory station the two of you had stumbled upon by chance hours after he’d reassured you had shown you the location of the store you looked for.

“Not long,” he frowns. “Maybe an hour, hour and a half, if we’re lucky. What do you think?”

“An hour,” you agreed, then nudged his shoulder and nodded to the sky. “Maybe less.”

In the distance, beyond the grove of trees you were walking through, a patch of sky was visible. While most of the sky was a chilly blue, the horizon was starting to turn a warm orange, with bits of pink starting to bleed into the blue.

“Maybe less,” Chan agreed.

“It should be around here somewhere,” Chan murmured as the two of you reached the end of the path.

The two of you stood at the end of the grove, taking in the wide, dead-end street it opened into. Then your eyes fell on the elusive sporting store you’d been looking for.

You gripped Chan by the forearm, a grin overtaking the tired expression on your face.

“Come on,” Chan nodded. “We have to hurry.” Then he took off running, and you set off after him, nipping at his heels.

From far away, the rows of stores looked like they were perfect recreations of pictures of a miniature model shopping district. Both of you could have sworn that its windows were glittering from the sunlight, that you could see glare streaks across the glass. But the closer the two of you got, the quicker the little details started to come into focus.

Like the other stores, the sports store’s front windows had been smashed through completely. Its glass rested on the floor in front of the store like grains of sand, forcing you to a stop.

“We don’t really have a choice, do we?” You mumbled.

“No,” Chan agreed. “Follow me.”

Chan walked alongside the front of the store, looking for a space where the glass hadn’t fallen. Finding none, he stopped at the edge of the store and pointed at the corner of the window sill.

“We’re going to have to stretch as far as we can to get inside. I’ll go first and give you a hand.”

His hands were freezing when he grabbed yours and pulled you inside, but it was the temperature inside the store that made a shiver run down your spine. Then, as the two of you turned to step inside, the two of you froze as if you’d suddenly been hit by a cold snap.

Deeper inside, where the sunlight was quickly receding, blood splattered the floor and clothing racks. Corpses, complete or not, laid one on top of another, all of them heading deeper into the store. The sunlight didn’t reach deeper inside, but you didn’t need to see deeper inside to imagine the corpses and body parts that were probably strewn around.

“They probably took refuge here.”

“Yeah,” you choked out.

While the undead terrified you, it came as a terrifying realization that you had managed to ignore all of the corpses and body parts that you’d run into before. Images of the day the world ended came flashing back. The people pounding on the gym’s windows, the undead behind them, the viscera on the way to the stadium, and the random body parts and trails of blood throughout the city. You’d managed to ignore it all. That was so… unsafe.

“Y/N,” Chan called to you, “Y/N. Y/N, I need you to focus. Look at me. Y/N, look at me.”

He forced you to turn and look at him, though you were trembling nonstop. He didn’t know if you were listening, if you were even here. You had a hazy look in your eyes that made the apprehension he felt intensify tenfold.

“We’ve only got a little while to find everything we need, but we’re going to have to split up. Are you okay with that?”

You shook for a moment longer, and Chan was sure he was going to have to pull you along. Then you nodded.

“Don’t think about it. Just ignore it.”

You nodded again.

“I’ll go this way.” He waved a hand to the stairwell against the wall. “And you can go that way,” he nodded to the rest of the store behind you. “Do you remember what we need?”

“A-A tent. Tarp. Duffle bags. Trash bags.” You began.

“A solar-powered portable heater and a solar-powered power generator if we can find any. More blankets and thermal clothes.” He finished.

“O-Okay.” With a single, short kiss goodbye, the two of you split.

The store, without its fluorescent lights and customer-created white noise, was disorienting to say the least. You were already living a nightmare, but this made you feel like you were taking part in a horror movie. It felt as if death was waiting for you just a couple of steps ahead, just out of sight, hidden in the darkness.

Your vision adjusted quickly, though it didn’t stop you from wishing you had a flashlight. Thankfully, finding thermal clothes and duffle bags were an easy find, and you stuffed as many as you could into your duffle.

“Generators. Heaters. Tents,” you mumbled under your breath, taking care to keep focused (and not look at the floor) as you made yourself venture deeper into the store.

“Flashlights,” you murmured in relief when you saw some.

“Generators. Heaters. Tents.” You began to repeat again like a mantra.

While the flashlight was a relief, it made it harder to dismiss the streaks of blood on the floor and splattered onto the merchandise.

You were approaching the back half of the store, when between boxes of shoes and workout equipment when you felt the world freeze around you.

Pools of dried blood stained the floor under their undead feet, and the stench of decay permeated the air. You gagged, hands flying to cover your mouth in an attempt to keep yourself from crying out as you backed away.

Unaware of the steps you were taking, you slipped on a patch of fresher blood. You yelped as you lost your balance, and if that weren’t enough, you took down a display of shoe spray.

The result was instant. It was almost like they were machines by the way their heads snapped up as if they’d just been powered on.

You screamed as they turned around, glazed eyes training on you as you scrambled to get up. They lurched forward and you backward.

Finally, on your feet, you raced in the opposite direction, feet following the path you had taken to get there in the first place. You were nearing the stairwell when you caught sight of Chan stumbling down it, a horde of his own zombies after him.

“Run!” He yelled when he saw you. “Get out! Run! Hurry!”

The glass outside was inconsequential as you ran, even as you fell and it dug itself into your hands.

In the light of the setting sun, you could nearly delude yourself into thinking you were hallucinating.

Behind you, though, Chan fired a gun at the horde.

Your nonstop screams only added to the chaos around him.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.” He spit as he missed his mark yet again.

Though he wanted to take out his knifebrella, he accepted that it would be futile against the horde after the two of you. Realizing he was getting nowhere, he took off running behind you.

“Through the grove!” He yelled, narrowly avoiding the hand reaching for him.

The sun set as the two of you ran through the grove, stumbling over raised blocks of cement and fallen branches. You’d taken two steps outside before you were almost killed, and a bright light enveloped your forms, a screeching of tires forcing you to a stop.

“Chan!” Someone yelled.

“Get inside! Hurry!” A second, deeper voice yelled, and a moment later, a flatter screeching sounded above the groans of the undead.

When neither of you moved (Chan too stunned at the appearance of his friends), one of the owners of the voices jumped out from the light and grabbed the two of you, pulling into the light and--

You blinked. A long, yellow school bus rested before you.

“Seungcheol. Jeonghan.” Chan finally spoke. You could tell he was trying to keep his composure, but as he said their names, his voice faltered.

“In. In,” Seungcheol insisted, pushing you inside.

Jeonghan smiled thinly, unshed tears lining his eyes, “I told you I’d find him.”

“My apologies.” Seungcheol huffed and after ushering the two of you past Jeonghan, pulled a lever at the base of the driver’s seat to close the doors.

“Move!” A third voice suddenly yelled. “They’re coming!”

“Seungkwan!”

“If we die, I’m killing you first, you martyring bastard!”

“Everyone sit down!” Seungcheol ordered the lot as the bus lurched forward.

You gasped as you fell onto one of the seats, catching only a brief glance at who you guessed was Seungkwan.

“How did you even find us?” Chan asked when he stood up again.

Jeonghan, leaning against the seat across from you, lifted a book into the air. “The XXXX Updated Travel--”

“You used a travel guide?!” Disbelief was all you could really feel.

“You must be Y/N.”

You nodded.

“I’m Jeonghan. It’s nice to meet you. Thanks for taking care of Chan again.”

You shook your head, “He took care of me.”

“Wait. Wait.” Chan interrupted moving up to stand beside you, behind Seungcheol’s driving seat. “Where are we going?”

“To find the others.”

“We’ve got to go back.”

“What?” Seungcheol snapped.

Chan pointed southeast of the way Seungcheol was driving. “We need to go back. To our car. We need our things!”

“Your things?!”

“We had food!” Chan snapped. “Medecine. Bandages. Clothes. Supplies!”

“This better be worth it,” Seungcheol snapped, jerking the wheel for a right turn.

“I’ll tell you when we’re close.”

Satisfied, Chan plopped down and turned to look at you. Finally taking in your appearance, his eyes widened.

Your smile was wobbly at best. “I take it you didn’t find any of the things we needed? I found the du-duffle bags and c-clothes.”

He stood up, and though you couldn’t see his mouth, you knew it was hanging open.

“It’s--It’s not my blood.”

Wordlessly, he threw his arms around you and hugged you. After a while, you thought he was letting you go to sit down again, but rather than that, he leaned into you to give you a long kiss.

“Oh,” Jeonghan said from the other seat, “Interesting. Very interesting.”

Chan sighed, pressing his forehead against yours. “Turn left here.”

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Haikyuu boys and wearing their clothes

Characters: Asahi Azumane, Kageyama Tobio, Sugawara Koushi, Tsukishima Kei, Bokuto Kotaro, Ushijima Wakatoshi, all with a gender-neutral reader :) (let me know if I missed a pronoun change or made something too femme! I very much so did not proof read this lol)

Warnings: Probably some swearing

A/N: This might be an overdone topic but I love it so much soooooo no regrets :) Let me know if you’d like more!

Asahi literally carries a picture of you in his phone case because he loves you in his clothes so much. He also has a pic of you wearing his hoodie as his wallpaper, and another printed pic of you framed in his room. I don’t care what size you are, his sweaters still manage to feel gigantic on you. It is like a hug FOREVER.

He literally could not care less that his closet is slowly growing smaller because it means that he gets to see you in his clothes. Eventually, you’ll carry them all back to him in a bag so that he can make them smell like him again. But this is his favourite part, because now his favourite items smell like you.

Daydreaming in class? Thinking of you wearing the sweater he has on.

Gets smacked by a volleyball during practice? It’s cause the smell of you is still on his jersey.

This man trips over his own two feet cause he’s trying to find you in the halls and you wave at him wearing his volleyball jacket ”So that’s where that went. I thought I forgot it somewhere...”

The two of you would trade sweaters before he went on any overnight trips and you’d send him snapchats of you cuddling with the sweater over a pillow or just you snuggled in bed with it on. He’d screenshot all of them, regardless of if you thought you looked good.

He has an album of you. He will never delete them because they’re all precious.

His teammates have accidentally caught him looking through it before a game because it really de-stressed him if you weren’t able to attend the game in person (though you made it to most of them). Tanaka would burst into tears over not being able to have a significant other with cute photos of and would make Asahi promise to always treat you right. And Asahi would just stare at your photos with his cute little smile and obviously promise because his least favourite thing in the world is seeing you sad.

(Look at how cute he is omg)

Kageyama is confused when you ask to wear his sweater. You probably did it at a time that made some sort of sense. Like it was late at night and you were studying in the gym while Hinata and him were practicing.

The cool breeze into the gym made you shiver a little and you noticed that his sweater was just sitting there on the ground so when he came over to grab some water you just looked up at him with your signature puppy eyes. “Can I wear it?”

“Why?”

“Oi, stupid head. They’re probably cold!”

It would probably annoy him so much that Hinata figured it out before him. He’d kneel down and help you put it on, pulling it over your head and giving you a little smile cause you looked so damn cute in his sweater.

But now that you’ve started wearing his things, he’s still very confused as to why you ask for them. “Should we go shopping?” He’d ask you randomly on a weekend when there was no volleyball practice. And you’d just stare at him because why would Kageyama want to stand somewhere that wasn’t a gym. “Aren’t you running out of clothes to wear or something?”

It would take a while and some conversations before you realized he was asking cause you had like 3 hoodies, a t-shirt, and some track pants in your room that were very much so his. “I just like having a piece of you with me,” you’d explain. He would have to think it over but he was very happy with this idea.

There’s only one shirt you’re not allowed to take and it’s this cute little graphic tee you got him for his birthday that has a nice drawing of a milk carton on it. He loves it. He will kill anyone that laughs at it. And no, you cannot wear it because if you’re wearing, what is he supposed to wear.

Sugawara and you regularly switch clothes because this man gives no fucks for your gender roles thank you very much. He shows up to practice one day wearing a dark pinkish basic, or some floral print shirt that you had in your closet and the boys are like “um Suga what are you wearing?”

And he’s probably just like “it’s call fashion, look it up.” (Like Suga sweetie, it’s just a shirt lol)

If you own any tighter pants like yoga pants or leggings? Suga has worn them because his legs and ass look great in them and he will strut around fully confident with that knowledge.

Honestly, he probably steals your sweaters more than you realize. You guys are baking at his house one day and you’ve made a mESS of your clothes and he’s just like oh it’s okay I’ll get you some new clothes.

And you’re expecting this cute little pj set that he has that might fit you or some comfy clothes that he’s lending you. No. He legitimately has some of your clothes and gives them to you and you’re just like.... “Suga I’ve been looking for this shirt for weeks. I even asked you about it.”

And he is suddenly deaf, little shithead.

He likes you in any clothes but they have to be his comfy clothes or he will set that shit on fire. Ennoshita once offered you his gloves because it was fricken cold out and you forgot yours at home and Suga literally threw him across the road and was like “hello angel I have gloves for you”.

You’re just like “um... Ennoshita are you okay?” Boy probably has a concussion and Suga’s just like “who’s Ennoshita?”

Tsukishima will kill you if he finds you raiding his closet. Like if he walks into his room when you two are supposed to be studying and you’re just casually picking out a sweater, he will throw you on the bed and tickle you until you call for mercy.

Will he offer his clothes to you if you’re in need of something? Most of the time, yes. But you have to ask. No stealing allowed in this household.

Except one night you stayed over and totally forgot a night shirt. Tsukishima is already like half asleep because he woke up way too early for practice that morning, so you just sneak into his drawers and pull out the first shirt you can. You can’t even see what it has on it cause it’s fucking dark. Then you crawl into bed with him, figuring you’ll accept your punishment for stealing tomorrow.

And when he wakes up, you best believe he was annoyed. First off, who plans to stay over and doesn’t bring a shirt? Stupid, can’t you remember anything? But then he realizes, you grabbed this cute little dino graphic shirt and his face is RED. Pasty boi so bright, he might as well be Hinata’s hair. And he’s desperately trying to get out of the bed and run to the bathroom before you wake up because holy fuck you’re PRECIOUS?

But all of his squirming just wakes you up and you see him all flustered, and just assume he’s mad and you’re like I’m so sorry I just didn’t have anything else and was stupid and forgot. And he just hits you (lovingly) on the head, mutters some sort of insult, and moves on.

From then on, that is your designated shirt. It’s a comfort item almost. He’ll only really wear it when he has to be away from town overnight, in which case he’ll wear it as a reminder of you (he won’t admit to it but you tried to take the shirt as a keepsake for while he was gone and he only had a heart attack. Tsukishima Kei does not believe in lucky charms. But he has yet to lose a game when he wears that shirt the night before).

Bokuto has been WAITING for you to wear something of his, but you haven’t yet. And it’s been stressful. He keeps trying to find a good excuse to see you in his clothes but you’re always too well-prepared.

“It’s kinda chilly out, Y/N, want my sweater??”

“I brought one, don’t worry!”

-.- *cue owl boi pouts*

And he doesn’t want you to wear something of his just because he asked. He wants to you want to wear his things. So he just waits. And pouts. And waits some more.

The day finally came when he was least expecting it. The gym that his game was in was freezing and you couldn’t imagine why. Most of the gyms they had played before in were pretty standard temperature but you were going to die if you stayed in the clothes you came in.

You had snuck onto the court while the boys were stretching, Akaashi smacking Bokuto in the head and interrupting his hype session to help him notice you.

“You wouldn’t happen to have a sweater with you, would you? It’s freezing!”

His eyes would widen. The day has finally arrived. He would finally get to see you in his clothes!!!!

But of course he has no sweater because he had not planned on needing one. Cue more sulking. Of course Akaashi comes over and offers his sweater and Bokuto almost bites his hand off.

“Well offer her your jacket then, idiot.” Akaashi just needs this man to hold off pouting till later.

Bokuto’s jacket just looked so perfect on you and it was a nice way to keep warm. You cheered him on during the games and after some jaw-dropping move of his, he would turn to your direction and send you a kiss. Embarrassing? A little. But he was such a cutie, how could you deny his air kiss?

Wearing his clothes became more common after that and he will literally bring you his whole closet so you can pick your favourites.

Ushijima didn’t even wait for you to ask to give you his clothes. He probably folded up his hoodie or jacket for you before a game and placed it awkwardly on your lap or in your arms and you’re just like um... do you want me to put this away for you or?

“Would you wear it for me?” How can you say no??? His cheeks are just slightly going red and he’s avoiding your eyes a bit so of course you have to wear it.

Ushijima thinks you look so nice in his clothes and he really likes how happy you look when he asks you to wear something, so he keeps doing it. That and he knows that sometimes people ask you out during his matches and he likes knowing that they’ll recognize his school colours or his jersey number and at that moment, he will send a calculated glare in their direction. And they will run for the hills, never to bother you again :)

I feel like he’s accidentally shrunk his clothes in the wash before and he just keeps them in a small pile in his room so that you can wear them when you come over. He also buys you proper house slippers that you can wear around his home because he wants you to be as comfy as possible.

Sometimes when you guys are just standing around waiting for a game to start, or if you’re all done eating lunch, he’ll unzip his track jacket and open it up so you can stand there and hug him, and he’ll hug you back with his hands in the pockets so it’s like you’re in the jacket with him (Tendo has definitely zipped it up before and trapped you guys in an awkward hug like stance and he will continue to do this because he thinks it’s hilarious. Has definitely snapped pictures of it and sent it to Ushijima. Ushijima saved it because it was kinda cute).

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key201303 · 3 years

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for the dino drabbles, 1:42 am and #30 and #31 from the fluff prompt list!!

Heyy!! Sorry for taking so long to write this 🤧🤧 Still I hope you enjoy it ❤❤

P.S: I completely LOVE your profile pic LMAO😍

(1:42 am)

The cold night fell above your heads, leaving some space to enjoy a bit more the birthday party you have prepared for your best friend. At first you didn’t expect to stay there until late night but after Dino insisted and even begged you to stay, you ended up giving in after he said you could stay in his apartment for a sleepover. It wasn’t something weird for you to stay in Dino's apartment for a sleepover so it didn’t feel awkward at all. But the way you have approached him during the day and the way you’ve been hanging around with him for the past few months made some special feelings to blossom in your heart turning your best friend into your crush.

All your friends have told you plenty of times to have some confidence in your own self and tell him your feelings, ensuring they heard Dino confess he had feelings towards you as well, but you were too scared of losing the beautiful friendship you had built ever since you were kids. And now, having a sleepover with your best friend didn’t feel as well as it used to do. Now, sleeping beside him made your cheeks go through an entire palette of reds while his ears mirrored your cheeks. But stil, you couldn’t tell him you didn’t want to stay when he put so much effort on convincing you.

Now everyone’s gone and even though you’re supposed to be in the warmth and comfy of his small apartment, both of you found yourselves having a chilly stargazing session on the rooftop. “The city looks exceptionally beautiful tonight.” Dino commented, knocking you out of your own world. He was right. The city lights danced mirroring the stars above and what you expected to be a busy night turned out to be a really calm night, only the soft and cold wind sound decorating the streets. You took a few seconds to stare at the amazing boy standing beside you. His brown and soft hair lazily fell before his eyes, giving him that domestic look you always loved. His cheeks had a beautiful pink tone due to the cold wind and his eyes reflected like a mirror the stars he was looking at. How am I so lucky to have him by my side? You always asked yourself whenever you got a chance to admire his perfect features. “You know? Apparently all our friends have a bet going about when we will end up together.” He suddenly said. The moment you heard those words, your jaw dropped and your eyes grew wider, not really believing the information he just gave you. “Mingyu told me tonight.” He explained as soon as he met your shocked gaze. “It’s ironic… We’ve been friends since forever and I still feel like I want to get closer to you…” He added. You could feel your heart pounding inside your ribcage, fighting with all its strength to not stop pumping blood because of his sudden words. “I always dreamt about asking you out on a beautiful night…” He kept talking, this time turning around so he could be face to face with you and see your reaction perfectly. “And tonight… After celebrating my birthday another year, under this beautiful night sky… I really want to kiss you…” He finally confessed. You were speechless but you knew the best answer to that confession you have been waiting for so long was the kiss he asked for. You just grabbed the hem of his soft hoodie and pulled him into a deep yet sweet kiss. Tons of butterflies started to dance in your stomach and stars danced before your eyelids. Definitely that was the best birthday gift he could get and you owed your friends a good meal for what they achieved.

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arya-skywalker · 4 years

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Something Old, Something New

Fossils and Aliens Sanders Sides AU

Note: Trying out a new AU. Please let me know if you want to see more! This could probably stand alone, but I have more ideas to explore if people are interested.

Virgil crossed his arms, leaning against a dead tree trunk and watching his friend dig in the sand. He stifled a laugh. Logan never liked getting dirty, yet here he was, wearing a tie now-covered in dust, kneeling on the ground.

“Are you going to help? Or just stand there and brood?” Logan demanded, looking up at him.

Virgil shrugged. “It’s hot out. I need the shade or I’ll wilt,” he said.

“If you took off your hoodie, you wouldn’t be sweating as much.”

“Says the guy who wears a tie to a dig site.” Virgil smiled sideways.

“Serious people wear neckties. I do have a reputation to uphold.” Logan adjusted his tie with a huff.

“A reputation, hm? And yet we’re in the middle of nowhere cuz one of your beeping machines said there’s some kind of old rare fossil thing hidden underground in the area.” Virgil stretched and reluctantly left the comfort of the shade to see if there was any progress.

Before Logan could open his mouth to protest, Remus barreled into view. “Hey, hey, hey! Guess what I found! There’s been like a butt-load of UFO sightings around here!” He skidded to a stop and waved his phone in their faces— too fast for either of them to make out what exactly he was trying to show them.

Logan gently nudged Remus’s arm away. “Preposterous. We do not have significant evidence for the existence of extraterrestrials. Every UFO sighting can be explained by some natural phenomenon— meteor showers, comets, even drones. Do not get your hopes up too high.”

Virgil shrugged. “I dunno, specs. Sometimes things can’t always be explained away. Like cryptids.”

Remus giggled and clapped his hands. “Oooh do ya think we’ll find any cryptids out here?”

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose. “Cryptids are urban legends. They don’t exist either.”

Remus pouted. “Quit being a party pooper! One day you’ll see!”

Logan sighed. “I need to get back to work. Help me or stay out of the way,” he said, stabbing his shovel into the hard ground.

Remus shrugged and grabbed a shovel, digging along next to him. Unlike Logan, he loved getting dirty in all senses of the word. “Yo, just tell me to slow down or whatever so I don’t break any dino-bones. It is dinosaurs we’re after, right?”

Logan sighed. “It seems to be something from the Jurassic period, if the readings are correct. So yes, theoretically there is a high chance of a few dinosaur bones.”

Virgil stretched. “I’m gonna go grab some snacks and drinks. Hydrate or die-drate!” He did finger-guns, then wandered off.

By the time Virgil returned, the moon had replaced the sun in the sky. A full moon, and a beautiful arrangement of stars he has never seen back in the city. “You dorks find anything yet?”

Logan cleaned off his glasses. “Science cannot be rushed. We might be out here for days or weeks. Perhaps longer. It would, of course, be faster if we had more of a crew—“

“We don’t need a crew,” Remus interrupted. “The three of us against the world! We’ll be famous. We won’t need to listen to nobody!”

“Double negative,” Virgil and Logan said in unison. The three of them broke into a laughing fit, then paused, looking up at the night sky. There was an odd humming in the air, a ringing and thrumming.

Remus shot to his feet. “Aliens, aliens, aliens,” he chanted with a grin.

“It’s probably just someone blaring music...” Logan trailed off.

Virgil scoffed. “In the middle of nowhere? Dude, we’re miles away from the nearest gas station.” He froze, then dove towards the others, knocking them to the ground.

A colorful aura filled the air— blue and red and yellow. Once it cleared there were three odd-looking beings standing in the open area, each humanoid but clearly different species. One was reptilian in appearance, covered in gold scales with glowing eyes. Another looked somewhat like an elf, tall and regal, with glowing red markings over his skin. The third was a short blue creature with frog-like limbs, cat ears, and a rather fluffy tail.

The blue one hopped closer and grinned. “Greetings, earthlings!” He piped up. “We come in peace!”

“Goodnesss, Patton. You’re going to give the pathetic creaturessss a heart attack. We’re lucky they aren’t armed.” The reptilian one inspected his sharp nails.

“Forgive my rude companions,” the third one said. “We truly mean you no harm and we sincerely apologize for frightening you. I am Prince Roman.” He bowed with a flourish. “We would like to learn everything we possibly can about your culture!”

#sanders sides #sanders sides fanfic #aryaskywalker writes #fossils and aliens au #ts all sides #alien roman #alien janus #alien patton

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blkgirlcafe · 4 years

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Home PT. 4

Viktor Drago x Cyra (Black OFC)

Cyra (Ky-Ra) -Sun or throne

Kazimir (Kah-Zee-Meer) - Bringer or Announcer of peace

Viktor Drago is married to the love of his life, they have a 5 year old son. He is willing to do anything to keep them safe.

Warning: Kidnapping, abuse, mentions of child abuse

Flashback 2

Viktor watched her everyday, he hoped it did not come off creepy but she was different and so pretty. If Ivan caught his eye wondering he would smack him back into focus. Ivan had given him a break, he was sitting on the floor, with his water, protein bar and fruit, watching her. She was on the treadmill, going a good pace. He couldn't help but look at her butt, it was so shapely, more than the other women from this area.

She stopped running, using a towel to wipe her face. She cleaned the equipment, never once taking off her headphones. Viktor watched her mouth the songs, he wondered what she was listening to too.

She began to walk his way, maybe she was leaving, she had only been here 30 minutes. In horror he realized she was walking towards him, she was smiling at him. He quickly swallowed the bite of food in his mouth, chasing it down with a big gulp of water.

“You know if you are going to stare at me, you could come say hi.” she smiled.

“I’m Sorry, I didn't mean to.” he mumbled, letting his head fall.

“It's fine kinda, I’m Cyra, nice to meet you.” she held out her hand.

Viktor scrambled to get up, drawing a giggle from her. He shook her hand, “Viktor, nice to meet you.”

He said the name a few times in his head, not trusting himself to say it just yet. She licked her lips and he caught himself staring, looking away.

“Povernutysya do roboty!”Ivan yelled at him. (Back to work!)

Cyra jumped and Viktor hated it, hated that she felt scared. Without a word he turned back to the punching bag.

Viktor picked Ivan up from the airport, he had not seen his father in over 7 years. When he left the Ukraine to be with Cyra. His dad told him he would regret it, that it was a mistake, that no one would love him like he did, and that he belonged in his country, fighting for it.

But the love and acceptance he found with Cyra, with her family, the warmth, was a million times better than he could have dreamed of. He got up everyday happy, he felt whole, he truly smiled.

“Have you talked to them?” Ivan asked.

“Today no, yesterday I did, just a little bit so I know they are still alive.”

“Then there is hope.”

“Why do you owe him 500k?” Viktor asked, turning into the driveway of his home. Part of him wished Cyra's car was parked outside the garage like usual. He never understood why they had three garages and she always parked outside the door unless it was raining. When Viktor came home he would always put her car in the garage.

“I made some bets, I didn't win.”

“So this is what you do now, you bet on fights?” Viktor was pissed off.

“What else am I supposed to do, you left me.” Ivan shot back.

Viktor got out, slamming the door behind him. Unbelievable, no matter what his dad would find a way to blame him. His mom left, somehow his fault, he lost a fight, his fault, he won a fight, not his fault.

He put his phone on the kitchen charger, as obsessed Cyra was with phones, she had chargers all over the house. She wouldn't let his phone slip below 80% in fear of a missed call. His thoughts kept going back to his wife and child.

“Nice place you got here. How much does it cost you?”

“None of your damn business, you can sleep in the guest bedroom, as soon as this is over you are on the first flight back home.”

“If I want to see my grandson?”

“You don't deserve to, you are the reason he is in this mess.”

“We will pay him and this will be over?” Ivan said.

“We? You don't have a dime to your name and he doesn't want money.”

“Well what does he want?”

---

As far as Cyra could tell that they were here for 3 days. They were fed 3 meals a day, and they currently were on their 3rd dinner. Kazi seemed a little happy with his french fries and chicken nuggets. Their captors had bought kazi toys, she guess they got tired of his whining.

They gave her nothing to occupy her time, it was driving her crazy. The door opened and the guy called Andriy mentioned for her to come here. Kazi stopped eating, sensing the shift in the room.

“Mama be back baby.”

“Ok Mama.” he sat there, watching her leave. The door was closed and locked behind her.

She was sitting on a couch, given her phone and told to facetime her husband, she did eagerly wanting to see his face, just to know everything was alright. He picked up quickly and Cyra smiled despite herself, she missed her husband.

“Baby are you okay?” he blurted out and the phone was snatched from her hand.

“She is fine, just finishing up dinner. I believe Kazi loves his dino nuggets. Is Ivan there?”

“Yes.”

“Give the old man the phone.”

Cyra watched with tears in her eyes, she wanted to see him so bad, to hear him say it was going to be okay. He was her rock, the only thing that made her feel better when shit was tough.

“Ivan, nice to see you, especially since you've been ducking me and my men.”

“Wasn't ducking, just getting my affairs in order.”

“Did your son tell you what I want?”

“Yes, he will do it.”

“Of course he will, because you know two lives mean nothing to me.”

“Yes I know.”

“And I still want my money.” Andriy handed her the phone back, Ivan face way too close to the screen.

“You have two minutes.”

Viktor came back into view, “Where is Kazi?”

“In the room babe, he's fine, we are fine.”

“Are you hurt, can I see him?”

“I don't think that best baby, he has been crying for you since we left, he sees you. I wont get him calm again.”

A tear slid down her cheek, it was tearing her up to tell him no. She wanted nothing more than to have her boys back together.

“Cyra I love you so much, I will do anything to get you two back here.”

“I know baby, I love you too.”

“Say bye.” Andriy said to her.

Cyra teary eyed said goodbye. She was escorted back to her room, Kazi was laying on the bed crying.

Cyra went to him, picking him up, trying to sooth him.

“It's okay baby boy, mama wasn't far, right there, I would never leave you.”

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Flashback 3

Their first date happened by accident. Cyra was running late to the gym, a study group ran super late, then she needed to do laundry before it closed. But she was determined to at least get her mile in. It was cold and dark by the time she got to the gym, lucky her it was open late. Not many people were left in the gym, a few stragglers like herself. She hopped on the treadmill and set a steady pace, being in a rush had Cyra had forgotten her headphones.

She finished her mile and realized she was alone in the gym. She quickly grabbed her bag and hoody, heading towards the door. Waiting by the front desk was the giant Viktor.

“Hey Vik.” She smiled at him.

He shyly looked away, mumbling a hi. She made it outside, throwing her hood over her head.

“Hey, you walking home?” Viktor stopped her.

“Yeah, I was going to get food first, want to come?” she smiled. Cyra watched the decisions play over his face, he didn't say much but his face did.

“Sure if it means you aren't walking home alone in the cold and dark.”

“Well come on, my treat since you want to be a gentleman.” she bumped his arm with his shoulder, he didn't budge at all.

They ended up at a local place not far from her shared apartment, the table was small, her and Vikor close together as the food was bought out. Cyra did most of the talking, Viktor listened and gave little input here and there, but he mostly was content with listening to her.

“”Tell me something random about yourself?” she said, grabbing a potato pancake from his plate, he smiled at the action.

“I don't have anything, sorry.” he looked away.

“Vik, if we are going to be friends you gotta stop saying sorry, don't be sorry for who you are.” she nudged his thigh.

“Sor...I mean ok. I like silent films.”

“I can see that, you are like the strong but silent type, it fits you.”

Viktor felt like he was drowning, in a good way. She smelled great, her touch was soft, he was not used to these things. He was used to a smelly gym, with men with rough hands that threw hard shots.

“I should get going, I do have class in the morning, and I am sore.”

“You are sore because your form is bad.”

She gasped and Viktor thought for a second she was upset for a second until a grin broke out on her face, “Wow, everyone can't be a pro like you, maybe show me one day the right way.”

Cyra paid the check, which he felt bad about, he would get the next one he told himself. He walked her home, saying goodbye when they reached her apartment. He stood outside watching her go in, hoping she would be okay.

He quickly made his way home, knowing that Ivan would be upset with him for being out too late, they got up at 4am to start training.

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Cyra has been gone 5 days, his son gone 5 days, it was driving him crazy. Normally this close to a fight he tried to take it easy, doing light workouts, watching film, mentally preparing himself for battle. But this was different, he called his manager and had a press conference schedule for today.

Viktor was doing this for his wife and child, he closed his eyes, he could see them. He could see Cyra and her soft smile, the way she smiled at him. He could see Kazi and his unruly hair, bouncing all over the room, wanting to touch everything. His manager came back into the room, interrupting his daydream.

“You sure you want to do this, this isn't like you, and you look like shit. Where is Cyra?”

“I have to do this, Cyra and kazi are with her family out of town.”

“She has always been by your side and now she goes out of town, not like her bro. We go on in 5 mintues. Want to tell me why your dad is here?”

“Support.”

“Bullshit Vik and you know it, something not right, there is something you aren't telling me. Did Cyra leave you?”

“What?! No!” he sighed.

“Then what is it, because I swear on everything I love I have never seen you like this before.”

“Just drop it, Let them know I am ready.”

Viktor paced the room, he had ditched his normal gym attire for a dark blue suit, with a red tie. Cyra had picked it out for him, it was supposed to be for the press conference that happened 24 hours before the fight.

The guy interviewing him wasted no time, jumping right in.

“Viktor Drago, to say I am surprised is an understatement, you usually are very quiet before a fight, why the sudden change?”

“I think I have proved myself enough that I can brag and be boastful, gone are the quiet days. Every person you guys have put before me, I have won against. Now it is time for me to talk my shit. I will beat Jaun lopez ass, just like I did everyone else before me.”

“This new Big Nasty, I love him. You are a champ and deserve to talk about your accomplishments.”

“I won lose this fight, I will prevail.” Viktor stood up, mimicking the ignorant stance he had seen other boxers take before walking off. He quickly made his way back to the room, locking the door behind him. He slid to the ground, hyperventilating.

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They let Cyra watch and she was sick the whole time, this was not like her husband. She couldn't believe that her son and herself were being held captive over a boxing match. It made her mad that these people thought her son's life was worth so little. They threw her back in the room afterwards, whenever they pulled her out Kazi always cried, she sat next to him, gently stroking his hair.

“Mama, I heard Tata here?”

“No Sweetie I wish,he was on TV, the bad people made me watch.”

His tears flowed harder, this was the most seen ever song cry. Her Kazimir, her maker of peace, was always giggly and smiley, he always had a fun fact to share. He was a Daddy’s boy, preferring to hang on to Viktor's side when he could. His dad took him to the gym often with him, they spent countless hours together, without her.

She knew being a father was so important to Viktor, he was intent on being the best dad he could be. His own spoiled relationship with his dad ensured he did everything different. He encouraged Kazi interest outside of sports, not pushing him like Ivan did to him.

“Tata wouldn't leave us.” he cried.

“I know baby and he didn't, he is looking for us, the bad people are keeping us hidden, like a game of hide and seek, tata will find us.”

“I don't like them.”

“Me either Kazi, they are so mean and stupid.”

“Mama bad word.”

“It's okay Kazi, in cases like this we can say bad words.”

Her son perked up, he was never allowed to say bad words, words like stupid, ugly, were not allowed, he had to find others words to replace those.

“Can I say one mama.” he looked up at her teary eyed.

“Yes baby, just one. But remember when we get home, no more.”

“I am going to save mine.”

Cyra smiled at this, just like her son to outsmart her.

The door swung open, the woman telling them they could go to the bathroom. Kazi once again stood at the door while she used the restroom as if protecting her.

“You go outside, but don't get loud or get any ideas.”

They were led out a backdoor, the yard fenced in, the sun was out and shining, Kazi ran to the fence and back to her happy to be outside. Cyra sat on the ground and let her son run circles around her. Eventually one of the guys joined them, kicking a soccer ball into the yard. Kazi perked up, still weary of the men.

The ball was softly kicked to him, and he kicked it back. He looked at her uncertain of what to do.

“It's okay baby.”

She hoped that if he played enough he would sleep well tonight. He was having nightmares and not sleeping well. And once he woke up, there was no getting him back to sleep, he would ask her a million questions that she didn't have the answers for.

#Viktor Drago #viktor drago x cyra #viktor drago x black woman #florian muneanu #smutty writer #black writers

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angeleyedlynx · 6 years

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Eiji wasn't sure how he ended up in the situation he was in. He was in a car with Ash Lynx, one of the most popular and powerful kids at Manhattan High. The silence was tense as Eiji hesitantly spoke.

"What.. Exactly are we doing again?"

Ash glanced at him before looking back at the road.

"You need to pretend to be my boyfriend."

Eiji didn't actually know Ash, not well enough to pretend they were dating but he'd swooped into his third period class, scanned the room and when his eyes locked with him, he stormed over and leaned down, pressing a firm kiss to his forehead before whispering in a low voice: "meet me out by my car".

Rumour had spread like wildfire around the school, and he'd been labelled Ash Lynx's boy.

Like he didn't have a say in the matter, but he probably didn't.

So back to the present, Eiji wanted to know exactly why he'd been picked out of much prettier girls and handsome boys.

It was perplexing but Ash wasn't letting him in on anything. He'd asked the basic questions at the begging of the car ride.

"Favourite food?"

Natto.

"Favourite colour?"

Silver.

"Height?"

Five foot seven.

"Parents?"

Mum and sister, father deceased.

Ash had also given a basic rundown and their cover story was that Ash met Eiji in English, which he admittedly had met Ash but not with such romantic intentions.

He'd met Ash because he wasn't getting it and the general language barrier was only making it worse.

"You're pretty polite so I don't have to give the whole "be polite" spiel." He told him as he closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"Also.. We're going to have to do couple shit. Hold hands, kiss, the whole nine."

"Sure, Ash-kun."

"Is that an honorific?"

"Yes, it's informal."

Ash nodded and glanced at him out the corner of his eye with a slight smile. "Okay, sweetie. Here's how the day will go. My "guardian" has dinner planned but since we'll get there beforehand obviously, we'll do the ever awkward spouse meet and then go study or whatever."

Eiji nodded and blinked slowly while watching Ash. "Why me?"

"Hm?"

They were starting to leave the big city area, trees being seen more often than not.

"Why did you pick me?"

Ash shrugged and made a turn, not speaking for a moment or so before replying.

"I've gotten word that you're a sweetheart, and that's just to your friends. You're gentle and well-mannered.. Practically everyone wants to bring you home to mom." He watched in interest as Eiji blushed and ducked his head. "That's not exactly true."

"It's not?"

"I doubt I'm all of those things."

"Huh, so you're modest too. How lucky am I?"

They lapsed into silence after that and Eiji watched the scenery change around him as they pulled up to what had to be a mansion of at least 100 rooms.

"Whoa."

"I know, disgusting right? No one needs that much house."

"Don't you live here with your father?"

"Golzine isn't my dad, trust and believe me. I just call him Golzine but since he's French or whatever most people call him 'Monsieur'." Ash explained as he parked the car and turned towards Eiji, glancing around for a moment before leaning in like he was going for a kiss and whispered quietly. "Don't walk around by yourself, alright?" He pulled away and smiled at Eiji, who was both curious but wary of the warning he'd just been given.

"Okay."

Ash held Eiji's hand as they walked up to the front door, subconsciously running his thumb back and forth over the knuckles of Eiji's hand, like he was trying to soothe him.

The guard that generally stood outside the door gave a low whistle as Ash and Eiji walked past but they ignored him and allowed the door to be pushed open. The two guards inside the house raised an eyebrow at Ash and Eiji but the blond just glared at them.

"Where's Dino?"

The guard who wasn't wearing any shades looked ready to throw a punch at Ash but then again, that's how most authority figures looked at him.

It wasn't a secret that Ash was a hoodlum, he ran with the street kids and tended to never be at his government labelled "home".

"Show some respect, kid."

"I planned on saying worse but I doubt that's the first impression your guardian wants to show their ward's boyfriend."

"Boyfri-" He paused and looked at Eiji, who had pressed himself closer to Ash. The guard scanned him with a lecherous look and the Japanese teen shuddered visibly.

It was unnerving.

"He's in his office."

Ash led Eiji upstairs, walking down a fairly long hall and pausing outside a pair of double doors. He knocked, squeezing Eiji's hand a little as he waited for a response.

"Come in."

Ash pushed the door open and walked in, Eiji slightly behind him.

"Ah, Ash.. You came and I see you brought a," he glanced at their intertwined fingers, "friend."

"I did. Eiji this is Dino Golzine, Golzine, this is Eiji Okumura." Eiji smiled and bowed his head politely.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well."

He didn't sound pleased as he cut a glance at Ash. "You didn't tell me you were dating anyone."

"I'm telling you now."

Ash replied, voice void of emotion but somehow still sounding sarcastic.

"Is there a problem, dad?"

He watched Dino flinch at the title and also smiled to himself, but it would only get him in trouble and drag Eiji down with him.

In the short time he's known him, he can say that no one says how quiet he can be. He could almost compare him to a mouse but his wide brown were ever observant.

"Ash."

"Dino."

The older man glanced at Eiji again and sighed heavily, shaking his head.

"Get out."

"Do you and Dino not get along?"

They were in Ash's bedroom, a luxury canopy bed that has began to collect dust from the lack of dust.

Even after cleaning it off, Eiji was sneezing every now and again.

"Nope. I hate the guy, if I'm honest with you, babe."

"Why?" Eiji asked as he gave up on his nose and laid down on the bed, stretched out and small under the hoodie he was wearing.

He looked comfortable and sleepy, like he was a few seconds away from just drifting off into sleep then and there.

Ash huffed and leaned back on the pile of pillows at the head of the bed.

"A lot of reasons."

"You aren't related to him."

Ash jolted a little at that and blinked slowly, staring at him.

"How.. How did you know that?"

"Your eyes'. His eyes aren't like yours, he.. Looks like he hungers for power while you hunger for freedom."

Ash had never picked that up, and Eiji within a few minutes had said it all, in a sleep and allergen daze.

" 'M tired."

"I know. Go to sleep, dumbass."

Dinner was tense.

Most of it was on Ash and Dino's end while Eiji just stayed quiet. "How's school going, Eiji? Don't you graduate this year too?"

"Ah, yes. I plan on going to college for a photography major." He explained with a small smile and he saw Dino nod slowly.

"Do you love Ash?"

Eiji tried his hardest not to choke on his drink, eyes going wide and he looked over at Ash whose eyes had only widened slightly to show he was shocked as well.

"L-love?"

"Yes. Love. How long have you two been dating?"

"Only a month." Ash answered, eyebrow twitching slightly in irritation. "Why do you care if Eiji loves me or not, scared he'll take your place?"

Eiji tensed under the glance Dino gave him and looked back over at Ash.

"No."

Ash inhaled sharply and looked at Eiji quickly, eyes wide.

"I'm afraid he'd never have a place in the Unione Course."

Eiji did a quick translation of the words and his eyes went wide.

The Corsican Mafia.

#its a hundred text blocks #aka the limit #fanfic #banana fish fanfic #fanfiction #asheiji #fake dating au #criminal au #banana fish #ash lynx #eiji okumura #okumura eiji #dino golzine #tw papa dino #papa dino #banana fish spoilers #bananafish

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warmau · 6 years

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Prince!Dino

find the other seventeen members: here

dino is the youngest prince, still not old enough to hold the crown title

which means he isn’t allowed to participate in a lot of political and important events,,,,the most he can do is take pictures beside his parents and the royal court

and ,,,, the time spent waiting to be able to actually have any power had made dino extremely bored

that he sort of became prone to playing harmless tricks on staff or guests, missing out on tutoring lessons about geography to go talk with the gardeners, all in all just forgetting the fact that one day he’d have to take over this country

to the point,,,,,,that dino even enrolled in the public college - shocking his parents and everyone in the country

so,,,,,to put it simply,,,,,he’s a prince that’s trying to live a super regular life

he even asked the bodyguards to leave him alone when he went on campus, refused to wear the suit with his family’s crest on it, and told everyone that they didn’t have to bow when they saw him or do anything of the sort

(but even as hard as he tried to make friends - people still acted like they were on eggshells with him - afterall he was still a prince, no matter how much he tried to tell people to forget that)

his parents are ok with him doing this,,,as long as he quits it immediately when it’s his time to rule

they did tho,,,not let him try and get a part-time job,,,because well for one he’s rich but two they were like school is fine but you can’t go to work without bodyguards

and he was like wHY not im not gonna gET hurt???? and everyone was like dude,,,,do you not understand your position????

carefree, fun loving, and comfortable - dino really could pass for just a another college boy if the whole country didn’t know he was the prince

likes to dress casual, it takes a lot of convincing from head waiter hoshi to even get dino to put on a tie

secretly asks the personal cooks to order him cheap takeout and they’re like ???? why, we have all the finest - most expensive

and dino is like “normal people eat mcdonalds. please get me some of those,,,,bigmacs? yes the bigmacs!”

but even though he dresses casual to his classes and stuff they’re still like expensive brands,,,he looks like a damn model,,,

and the only reason anyone wouldnt know dino was a prince, was if they weren’t from his country

which is exactly what you are - a transfer from abroad

and your first class,,,,just happens to be with dino

and when you come in, confidently sitting right beside him (because well, the chair is empty)

everyone stares

“am i doing something wrong?”

you lean over to whisper to him and dino almost falls over

your tone,,,,it’s casual - you look at him and you’re not cowering in fear or trying to gain brownie points

it hits dino right away

you don’t know that he’s a prince, of course you don’t know - this is your first day here!

“you’re fine, i think it’s just because you’re new. im dino by the way.”

you shake his hand and someone whispers

‘do they not know touching a royal like that is rude?!?!’

but thankfully you don’t hear it and dino,,,,,,,,,dino wants to keep it that way

so when you get up for a bathroom break he makes an announcement

“no one tell them that im a prince, ok?”

nervous nods pass around the classroom and thats,,,,well that’s how you become friends with a prince

except you have no damn clue he’s a prince

you start hanging out more often, sometimes after class you guys have lunch together on the quad

and the whispers, the pointing, the looking it all confuses you - but dino just tells you to brush it off

“are you like some kind of celebrity?”

you ask him one day and dino gives a coy smile, “no. not at all.”

you and him share a lot of interests, you’re both outgoing and like a little competition - racing to get to class first

comparing your quiz grades

basically acting like kids even though you’re still in college

but you’re so thankful to have someone like him, because you’re new to this country

and dino is like,,,,really really knowledgeable about everything to see and visit here

it only sucks because when you ask if you and him can go together to one of the landmarks, he always makes up some sort of excuse

either way, you come to enjoy his friendship

and you have to admit,,,he’s got quite the charming face

with his defined jaw, soft bangs that fall over his clear skin and those eyes - they’re something like warm chocolate

when you somehow manage to bring up dating though, dino nearly chokes on his drink

“i,,,i wasn’t so outgoing in high school.” he lies, thinking back to the wedding arrangements his parents had tried to put him through but that he’d always somehow get out of

“me either!” you’d laughed and the sound had calmed down dino,,,,actually he was also beginning to realize that a lot of things about you made him feel really

serene

really,,,,,,,,,just normal

but as the semester progressed and dino knew sooner or later someone somewhere would tell you who he was

or maybe you’d catch on to the things that didn’t add up about him

like how other people still stuttered when talking to him

like how you’d mentioned needing a new laptop and the next day a new one had arrived at your dorm with your name on it and a badly written note about how you’d been chosen to win it in a raffle

like how dino could only ever hangout with you on campus - that you didn’t even know if he lived on or off campus

he’d hoped you’d just stay blissfully ignorant about it - for the first time he felt like he was getting to know someone without them closing themselves off because of his high status

and that he,,,,could finally be himself with someone who wouldn’t pre-judge his life

and at some point dino was asking himself

am i falling for this new feeling - the feeling of someone not knowing im a royal or am i falling for this person - this person who understand me?

dino and you were nothing more than friends,,,,and it had been easy to hide it as long as he only talked and hung out with you on campus

but then,,,,,,,,,his parents caught wind of it

apparently hoshi had been the one to spill the beans - he’d seen dino and you coming out of the library

and when dino had seen him, he’d introduced hoshi as just a friend

hoshi had furrowed his eyebrows “princ-” but dino had cut him off just before

when they’d gotten home, hoshi had started to bicker with dino - questions about who you were, you definitely didn’t look like the locals

and dino’s mother had passed by just in the middle of the argument

“you’re a prince, you need to tell us who your friends are so we can protect you if they hurt you-”

“they don’t even know im a prince! it’s not like everyone who talks to me wants to take advantage of me!”

hoshi had stepped back “the- they don’t know you’re a prince?”

dino had seen the look on the queen’s face change, storming off before he could get another earful

he was sure he was in trouble, his parents might not let him go back to the college - afterall they’d been strict about making sure he told them about his ‘friends’

even if he hadn’t been able to make anyone for that exact reason - he was a prince, who wanted to be friends with a prince and have to think about their actions and words every five seconds when hanging out

but ,,,,,, he knew that now - he had to tell you

if anything happened, if his parent refused for him to go back he needed to be the one to tell you

because he owed you that,,,,he owed you the truth if he wasnt going to be around anymore

so dino called you, as soon as he’d gotten up to his room

“can i see you?”

“right now? it’s like 10pm and -”

but you could feel dino’s voice shaking, whatever he needed you for must have been urgent

“you konw what, ok. let’s meet behind the library.”

a couple of minutes later, when hoshi got the door open - dino was gone

he wasn’t wearing his usual stylish outfit, this time dino was in a hoodie that looked like it had seen some wear

his usual bright eyes had dulled, and not because of the darkness of the night

“what’s going on?”

“there,,,,,there’s been things ive been hiding from you.”

you looked at him, but instead of the confusion dino expected he could something closer to saddness

“are you going to finally tell me it,,,,,,,tell me the reason people stare at us when we’re together. tell me the reason how i won a laptop from a raffle i didn’t enter.”

dino could feel his mouth open in shock, you - you knew?

“wait, so you -”

“dino, i might not be from this country but ive seen the news. i knew the day after we met.”

taking his hands out of his pockets, dino couldn’t process it

“then,,,then why did you keep treating me -”

“like my friend? because you’re my friend. you could be the prince of every country in the world, and that wouldn’t change our friendship.”

for some reason, even though dino was so relieved you’d known and weren’t,,,,weren’t mad at him

the word friend, it began to sting a little

“ just friends?”

he mumbled beneath his breath and you felt the chilly night breeze sweep over your heated cheeks

“i mean,,,,,liking a prince - i think i’d be foolish to believe i could ever date you.”

“well, you’re lucky because im a pretty foolish prince myself.”

he laughed, lifting his hand up to your cheek before kissing you ever so gently

you let your eyes flutter shut, half of your heart going crazy with happiness about dino feeling the same way - the other going crazy over the fact that you were kissing the prince of the country you know lived in

when you came apart, dino was grinning - it looked so silly and boyish you wouldn’t have been able to tell that in a couple of years he’d have power over the people here

that he was going to rule a country one day

he just looked like a college boy in love

and you were also in love

and when dino wanted to kiss you again he had to stop because

“oh ,,,,,,, i think i should go back because my parents might launch like an entire investigation if they find out im gone.”

you scrunch up your nose “can’t be a foolish prince and a runaway prince too.”

dino laughs, but no like seriously hoshi might have a heartattack if he doesn’t get back LOL

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channiekyun · 7 years

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assigned//seventeen// minghao

pairing: xu minghao/reader genres: fluff, bullet-fic! , high school au! word count: 1016 summary: what being in a group project with minghao would be like a/n: it is now 3am and i am supposed to be writing my own script for class, how ironic

so you know minghao

k, like you guys are on good terms n’ stuff

but, also you like don’t talk to him bc reasons

like ok, you guys are part of one huge group and so yeah

so when you have to make a play in a week abt history you got assigned groups

which was disappointing bc you wanted to be with your bff, soonyoung, but whatever this is cool too

everything was not ok guys

the group consisted of people who either had no idea what they were doing or the ridiculously hard try hard kids

THERE IS NO IN BETWEEN

YOU ARE THE INBETWEEN

Minghao was the only guy you personally knew so when everyone else was messing around, you stroke a conversation

guys, did you know minghao can balance a pencil on his nose for a minute??

you dead-ass timed him

yea, you guys hit it off pretty well

well better than expected

anyway, your group was supposed to write scripts but you all didn’t get anything done in the past week

well, the try-hards wrote scripts and they were literally the textbook

so you were like ‘guys no’

you ended up taking leader and started writing your own scripts

not forgetting to throw everyone else's scripts in the trash

Minghao helped you bc he was caring ok, don’t question

‘we should have some comedy’

‘yea, yea, got it’

you actually had fun bc of him

but there were some moments

‘(y/n), erase that part. it’s stupid.’

‘ok, how ‘bout you write it them, Mr. comedy man?’

‘why’

‘bc you’re so obviously funny’

‘lol that’s funny’

let’s not forget unnecessary dabbing guys

whenever you stopped writing to look up from the paper, you saw him smiling at you

like-hOLY F-JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL

your heart was doing multiple 180s

the way his smile shined was adorable

you can’t fite me on this, k

across the classroom, you could see Soonyoung giving you a thumbs up

you are killing that weirdo later omg

(little did you know that Minghao was staring at how cute you were when you began scratching your head whenever you got stuck in ideas)

outside of class you start talking more too

you took absent-minded walks through empty hallways together

you sat close at lunch together

you peeled his oranges for him when dk wasn’t there to peel them for him

let’s just say you’re otp goals to everyone m8

you got people to actually play their part and on the day of the skit you did the whole intro to it by yourself

minghao was on the side clapping and giving approving looks like a proud mom

the skit went well

and that was good

what else was good??

you and minghao’s relationship

how you guys ended up together is a mystery (actually not really ha)

it was an accident lol

someone put a notebook on your desk

you were obvs going to return it so you looked through it during one of your free periods

you opened it to a random page

‘ideas on how to confess to her’

the rest of the page was left blank

this guy had no idea what to do

you flipped to the first page

there was no name on it

nobody’s name was anywhere in it, so you shrugged it off

you got home at night and you looked through it again

the handwriting looked familiar hm

omg, your brain remembered

you took out one of the rough drafts of the script that had scribbles of Minghao’s writing on it and compared

oh my, it matched wth

you guys did not see that coming right

next day, you sat next to Minghao during class and he saw what was in your backpack

‘yo, (y/n), is that your notebook?’

“oh yea, that’s my math notebook’

‘oh, ok, i lost mine’ he said flusteredly

making him confused is the best thing ever

if the notebook is his, it means he was planning to confess to a lucky someone

so who?

so after class ended you stopped him from leaving by yanking his hoodie

‘hey, this is your’s actually’

‘why did you lie to me?’

‘seeing a confused you is a blessing in my life’

he blushed

did you get that, xu minghao actually blushed, like hard this time

he tried grabbing it but lol no

rejected *oooohhhhhhh*

you ended up flipping to that page and showing him it

‘who are you confessing too huh’

‘no one, that’s for a friend’

‘friends don’t lie’ you hmphed

it stayed silent, too silent for your liking

‘so who’s the lucky girl, or guy, not judging at all?’

he took a breath

‘(y/n), i think i like you’

‘yea, i like you too, but who are you confessing to?’

you swore you didn’t think before speaking

‘(Y/N) I LOVE YOU’ he yelled

‘oh’

boy, were you stupid

you started laughing, making him hang his head in shame

‘i love you too, minghao, wow’

he lit up again, his smile making a special appearance again

‘really?’

‘yeah, i love you xu minghao’

POWER COUPLE OF THE SCHOOL BITCHES

yea, that’s you

tbh, it was probably Soonyoung or Dino that made the story of how minghao ended up confessing to you spread across the school

it was both btw

your friends protected you

like they actually make a barrier around you two

you are that adorable and dangerous

even though it all happened by accident, the way you got together didn’t really matter

what matters is that you and minghao are currently making the other couples in the school look bad bc you both could be assholes together

also every day you tell yourself that Soonyoung probably put Minghao’s notebook on your desk

and you didn’t need to kill Soonyoung anymore

Minghao could do that for you

and that’s love for you

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jaehyunskitten22 · 7 years

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Current Text Requests *UPDATED 01/06/18*

These are the requests I currently have! :) If you don’t see your request here send it in again! Requests are still open for : NCT 127, NCT U, NCT Dream, BTS, Jay Park, Wu Yifan, Got7, F(x), Seventeen, Shinee, Bigbang, Ikon, and new groups: Monsta X and Exo! (bc i’m now a wonho landfill whoops)

Seungcheol x Reader // Smutty Daddy x Kitten!Reader texts

Yunhyeong x Reader // You doubt the way he feels about you because he sometimes seems disinterested and other stuff (angsty ending or fluffy ending)

Boyfriend!Jackson x Chubby!Reader // Fluffy and cute everyday boyfriend texts (i’m assuming this person wanted no sexy texts please correct me if i’m wrong thanks)

Mark x Chubby!Reader // Fluffy everyday boyfriend texts (once again I’m assuming no sexy texts plz correct me if i’m wrong)

Youngjae (Got7) x Chubby!Reader everyday texts (some nsfw stuff whoot whoot)

Jaebum x Chubby!Reader // part 4 to the matchmaker series where they are dating (lowkey just saw this reply on that post whoopsie)

J-Hope x Reader // everyday boyfriend texts

jaehyun x reader // he texts you for the first time in ages after you guys broke up because of his work without even trying to work things out

Hyungwon x Chubby!reader // everyday boyfriend and sexy texts (hELL YEAH WE GETTING SOME MONSTA X UP IN HERE)

Jay Park x Reader // You tell him you’re pregnant and he isn’t necessarily happy about it because of his career (dude this would so be him I can vividly imagine it)

bf woozi x chubby reader // you’re insecure about your height and weight, the reader is 2 inches taller then him (he’s 5'5) and he comforts you on both (THIS IS CUTE AND I LOVE THE IDEA OF WOOZI WITH A CHUBBY GIRL OR PERSON IN GENERAL HE WOULD DIG IT DONT FIGHT ME ON THIS)

bf chanyeol x short chubby reader // the reader is about 5'1 and chanyeol finds her shortness and chubbiness adorable but they dont (YALL I IDENTIFY WITH THID REQUEST ALLOW ME TO SQUEE AND SOB AT THE SAME TIME)

Minhyuk X chubby reader // minhyuk wants you to come over and cuddle with him, your having one of those days where your really insecure about your weight

Johnny Seo x Chubby!Reader // boyfriend texts with a chubby italian reader

Yoongi x Chubby!Reader // he sends you pictures of holly sleeping on your tummy and thighs and you get embarrassed

wonwoo x Chubby!reader // nsfw texts (👀👀)

mingyu x Chubby!Reader // Friends to lovers text (YES I LOVE THIS KDKSNS)

Jungkook x chubby!reader // you get caught trying on his shirt and he finds it cute and you get really embarrassed because you thought you could fit into it (I AM PRESENT FOR REQUESTS THAT TALK ABOUT THIS BECAUSE PEOPLE MAKE IT SUCH A BIG DEAL IN FICS ABOUT WEARING THE BOYFRIEND’S CLOTHES AND NOT EVERYONE CAN DO THAT)

Onew x Chubby!Reader // nsfw texts (fun fact onew is (one) of my bias wreckers in shinee yep-yep-yep)

T.O.P x Chubby!Reader // He is away and you guys miss eachother (yall alright i think of him in a relationship with a big girl all the time and i have some thoughts on tgis too dirty to share here so I’m just gonna keep it to myself ahem 😂)

Best friend dino x chubby reader // the members know you and dino like each other and try to get them together (YEP-YEP-YEP I LIKE THIS)

Rap Monster x Chubby!Reader // Anything but Daddy Kink (i can do that bby

best friend!Joshua x chubby!reader // your going to an anime Convention together and your trying to find the best cosplay outfit to wear, so you send him pics of the outfits and he starts realizing he loves you

Suho x Chubby!Reader // he’s taking you to an aqard show for the first time (BIG BABES IN DRESSES AND SUHO THIS IS ALL I WANT)

Jaehyun x Chubby!Reader // You accidentally send a picture of you in lingerie to the nct hyung line groupchat (F ME UP THIS IS MY FAVE TROPE)

yongguk x chubby!reader // everyday boyfriend texts with a hint of sexting (yep-yep-yep bap is my guilty pleasure)

jay park X fat!reader // you’re helping him sub his god forsaken videos and he confesses to you in the midst of all your memes, and you get self conscious because it’s jay fucking park and you’re lucky you’re allowed to be his friend and he tells you otherwise because damn it he’s gonna make you feel wanted if it’s the last thing he ever does (i love the way this person worded their request LOLOLOL)

chubby!reader x sehun // friends to lovers texts (YEP YEP YEP)

jay park x fat!reader // he tells you you were his muse for yacht in an attempt to get into your pants because he doesn’t know how to just tell you he actually likes you

boyfriend!jungkook x fat!reader // she’s bothered by the fact that she’s not only bigger than him, but younger than him too because she knows he likes older women

Chanyeol x chubby reader // chanyeol wants the reader to meet his parents and toben (his dog) and the reader is really nervous because they think his parents will hate them because of their weight

Daddy!Minhyuk x Chubby!Reader // She feels really insecure about how she looks and he conforts her, turns nsfw

wonho/shownu x Chubby!reader // everyday fluffy and sexy texts (i’ll probs do these for shownu bc I don’t have anything for him yet)

Bts x Reader // You’re a witch and you accidentally turn yourself into an animal hybrid, the members reactions to you telling them. (Might do a set for wach member or I might just pick hyung line or maknae line. I ALSO LOVE HYBRID STUFF SIGN ME UP)

Minho x Reader // he’s dating a 5’ girl and people are kind of weirded out about a giant dating a really short person (YES I LOVE MINHO AND SHORT PEOPLE YES)

minho x reader // he finds out hes dating one of the members younger sister

mingyu x chubby!reader. You accidentally send him a sexy picture (I LOVE MINGYU)

Jihoon x chubby!reader //reader is being extra affectionate and getting her boyfriend all flustered with cutie pictures (YALL OKAY WOOZI IN MY MIND HAS A DADDY KINK BUT HE WOULD GET SO FLUSTERED WHEN HIS PRINCESS WAS IN LITTEL SPACE BECAUSE OF ALL THE AFFECTION HE WAOULD GET I CRY)

daesung x chubby!reader // He’s taking you to the beach but you can’t fogure out what bikini/swimsuit to wear, so you ask him

jungkook x chubby!reader // the reader is insecure because jungkook always talks about how IU is his ideal type and the reader questions why they’re dating if a skinny girl like IU is his ideal type and he comforts her

Johnny x Chubby!reader // you recieved your uniform for your job at a bar but it’s really tight on you and you’re uncomfortable

yixing x chubby!reader // he’s filming a movie in china and you miss him

jay park x chubby african american!reader // reader gets hate for having a differenr skin color and he comforts her

jiyong x Chubby!reader // he’s a fuck boy (I HAVE BEEN LITERALLY DYING TO DO SOME FUCK BOY TEXTS YES)

kyungsoo x chubby!reader // everyday fluffy texts

Scoups/Jay Park/Yifan x Chubby!Reader // he starts working out and lifting weights because he’s upset they cant lift their chubby s/o. And when the s/o finds out they comfort them and tell them it’s fine (IM DOIN AL THREE)

Boyfriend chanyeol x chubby reader // chanyeol wants to get couples hoodies and he ask for your hoodie size, you get embarrassed because of your size

Best friend chenle x chubby reader // some people are bullying you at school and you get very upset over it and he gets to comforts you (MY BBY CHENLE AWWW YISSSS)

Ten × Chubby!reader // Literally anything (and sexy yes)

ten x chubby!reader // she is insecure about her chubby stomach and thinks she isn’t sexy (like everyone only calls her cute and stuff) so she rants to ten (her best friend) (YALL I LOVE TEN)

Jisung x chubby reader // you guys are best friends and have feelings for one of another and the others try to match make you guys

best friend!chenle x Reader // he confesses to an insecure reader

Poly!Johntae x Chubby!Reader // if anyone has a specific idea for this let me know

Pornstar!Yuta x Chubby!Reader // She’s actually super confident and he says something mean and she breaks up with him and he realizes that he actually kind of loves her and needs her in his life and tries to get hr back and it ends in smutty romantic sexy texts (I AM ALL FOR THIS YOU HAVE NO IDEA)

t boyfriend!kihyun x chubby!reader texts // reader sends him the lyrics to TLC's No Scrubs as a little joke and he freaks out and asks if she thinks of him as a scrub and if she wants to leave him and she has to try to comfort him and tell him it was just a joke, that they were lyrics to a song.

this is not proof read at all so I apologize in advance for any mistakes I might have made :)

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hoonface · 7 years

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11 QUESTIONS GAME THINGY

Tagged by the beautiful @s-lay-ing !! Thank you so much for tagging me and I hope you get to know me better through all these games! (I’m sorry if I missed one or two omg I’m gonna go check after this) and it was so fun! I really enjoy getting to know everyone a bit better and I hope you like my...eccentricities? This was so fun to do, and thanks again!

Tagging: @wonuthewhale @healinghoshi @jisoosmeoli @jisoominghao and my new friend, @vitaminniedk !!! And of course anyone else who wants to do this because I would absolutely love to get to know you all better <3

Here’s the thing: either you answer the questions I answered OR you answer the questions I made at the bottom, as simple as that. Then create another 11 questions IF you wish 😅

a8, here we go:

• What are your five favorite songs from your bias group? Seventeen: Mansae, Adore U, Very Nice, Pretty U, Healing & Smile Flower

• What are your five favorite songs (kpop) not from your bias group?

Bangtan’s Not TODaY

BlackPink’s As If It’s Your Last

Hey Mama – EXO CBX

Love Paint – Nu’est Cause that song is SO GOOD YALL ARE SLEEPING ON TALENT

BTS’ Lost

Honourable mentions: Twice’s TT CAUSE ITS SO CATCHY, Infinite’s The Eye (lord my first thoughts on Sungjong were “Yoon Jeonghan when he had blonde long hair”, Jin’s Awake.

• What are your five favorite non-kpop songs? oh goDDDD YOURE DIGGING UP MY PAST XDD

You just want ATTENTION YOU DON’T WANT MY LOVE – Charlie Puth’s Attention

Cake By The Ocean – DNCE ( I don’t know it’s just catchy leaf me alone)

Of course you can’t have Justin Bieber not here even though I don’t really like him himself XD – Cold Water

Jess Glynne’s Hold My Hand

Immortals – Fall Out boy

• Who is your bias and why do you like them? LEE JIHOOOOOOOOON OH MY GOD okay.

I love baby because as much as I love all thirteen of my dorks, I can’t imagine having anyone else as my bias. Yes, I had stanning issues and I admittedly still do, Choi Seungcheol is still my main bias wrecker after lol what 11 months? You can’t just forget your first bias. Anyway, because. Lee Jihoon makes my heart so soft, every time he’s adorable, he doesn’t even have to try. He makes me so happy and he’s just such a hard working person and what is there he cannot do? Like what 5 instruments? Studied classical music? Dances like an adorable little fluff bumblebee BUT IS ACTUALLY OKAY BUT HIS BODY MIGHT BE SMALL BUT HIS CHARISMA IS NO JOKE AND YOU ARE NOT LIVING IF YOU HAVEN’T HEARD HIM RAP. He’s just so talented, I mean like violin with EDM and Jeonghan’s voice, he’s just such a genius. I have never heard so much music that I love and admire and appreciate so much and it just feels like a blessing to love him. I mean like you mean I get to love him? For free? Like there’s no catch? Are you kidding me? I still can’t believe he’s real and we get to love him. He’s just I just love him. I can’t really explain why, but I can tell you that as much as I do love all 13 of my sunshines, I can’t imagine not being Jihoon biased. As much as I am in danger of becoming Seungcheol, Jeonghan, and anyone else trashed, at the end of the day I still love Woozi the most. I hope that word vomit of fangirling made sense.

• What do you usually wear for winter/autumn/spring/summer? What’s your “style”? My style is “black.” Like actually, I wear a LOT OF BLACK AND yeah hoodies, jumpers, sweaters, pullovers, leggings and sometimes jeans, the like.

• For your bias group, what was your favorite hair style/era for each member? Seungcheol: hmmmm well I really liked the black hair he did during Caratland and the brown hair he had during Weekly Idol.

Hannie: fight me on this, but I think Jeonghan looks like a majestic gorgeous angel with any hair colour. I mean like okay Adore U Killed me so hard because WHAT THE HELL. HOW CAN HE BE SO DAMN PRETTY IM CRYING BRB MY HEART IS BLEEDING ok im back anyway I also really love the short brown/red hair he had like in between Going Seventeen and Al1 hold up let me get a photo to bless you all:

Josh: I NEED JOSH’S MANSAE HAIR BACK. NOT NECESSARILY FOREHEAD UP BUT LIKE FOREHEAD WOULD BE APPRECIATED BUT LOOK AT HIS FLUFFY ORANGE HAIR IN MANSAE DANCE PRACTICE I NEED THAT BACK AND ALSO JOSH WITH BROWN HAIR. I know im not stating eras LOL

Jun: honestly, like now? I really like his hair now. Junhui always just looks 1000103293%

Hosh: now as well? I really like him with black hair, he looks cute af LETS NOT FORGET THE BROWN HAIR TOO

Wonwoo: THE HAIR HE HAD AT CARATLAND. ADORE U CAUSE BLACK HAIRED WONWOO OH LOOOOOOOORDDDD AND HIM WITH GLASSES SUCH CUTE

OOJI: this is such a hard decision. Yes, I do miss his blonde small ponytail sticking out from 17 Project, but his PiNK FOREHEAD HAIR IN ADORE U IN THE SMALL OVAL GOOOODDDD and I also KASDHKASDHKASDHKASHDKJASDH HIM WITH BROWN HAIR YALL IM FANGIRLING SO HARD LIKE IM WAVING MY HANDS AS IF SOMEONES WATCHING ME OKAY LEE JIHOON DURING THE ASIAN ARTIST AWARDS AND HIM WITH THE BROWN HAIR AND THE FRINGE I HOPE YOU KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT

DK: his Adore U hair. Thank you.

Mingyu: ok Mingyu was my second bias after Seungcheol and tbh Seungcheol wasn’t my bias for long but it feels like it was long because I died a lot because of him and not just at the time he was my bias like for example, last night when It was revealed HIS HAIR IS SILVER WYD SEUNGCHEOL anyway but the Mansae era ^tm goD THAT WAS A BLESSING and him with brown hair is really cute too but I also really like him with black hair heck basically almost everything

The8: tbh like now? I didn’t really like his metallic greeny silver hair he had near Adore U and his ramen head wasn’t the best XD but lord MINGHAO IS KILLING ME THESE COUPLE ERAS

Seungkwan: THE FREAKING UM ROSE GOLD WHY DID PLEDIS NOT KEEP THAT LIKE ACTUALLY OH MY GOD THE FIRST CRAZY IN LOVE STAGE ASDHSKJADHSKJDH IM SO PISSED PLEDIS DIDN’T KEEP THAT

Vernon: hiS BLACKKKKKKK OR THE Q & A MV HAIR ALSDHASDKJAS

Dino: now. He looks so damn good and I can’t say I miss his astro boy hair back in Mansae XD

• How did you “discover” kpop and how did you discover vixx? OK SO IT WAS A FATEFUL AUGUST 25TH 2016! A THURSDAY AFTERNOON AFTER SCHOOL! I hopped onto my computer after school. So like theres this Korean girl group at my school that walks around sometimes singing songs or just yelling at each other in Korean XD and at first I was like …kpop? DON’T KILL ME FOR THIS BUT LETS BE REAL EVERYONES FIRST THOUGHT ON KPOP IS GANGNAM STYLE. And so since I do like watching choreography very much, I searched on YouTube, hardest kpop dances. One of the videos there showed Mansae hide ver. Of the dance practice and I was like oh this looks nice and its catchy too *makes mental note to youtube that later* *youtubes it* it starts to play the MV and I was like is this song I was looking for? And then I got to the chorus and I’m just like ALSDHJLASDKJLSKAJKLJ and I BASICALLY CRASHED INTO THE FANDOM OVERNIGHT AND IT WAS SO FUN BECAUSE I GOT TO SLOWLY DROWN MYSELF IN EVERY MEMBER LOL and Vixx? Uhhh I just heard about them somewhere XD but Shangri-la sounds really nice, it sounds like Chinese music but it’s in Korean, I like it. • What does your phone case look like? Fun fact about me: I actually don’t have a phone case. My parents are the type to not spend money on “useless things” and a phone case is one of them (well for me anyway) and I have a vintage iPhone 4S, and all the cases that I do have are from my relatives or something and I don’t like the cases XD there’s this one black one that I would use except I can’t turn it off cause the off button part of the case is really hard. So yeah! No phone case and it makes it even thicker ._. oh yeah I lost my phone lmao

• Do you normally browse Tumblr on your phone or on pc? PC. Depends if my phone/tab has been confiscated or not tbh XD but normally PC so I can save photos and it’s a lot faster.

• How are you doing? Got any plans for the day/night? eh. Alright I guess, tonight all I have to do is practise piano and because I just started school again, there’s no homework~~~

Now, my questions:

1_ a girl group choreo you’d love to see a boy group do

Tbh I don’t watch girl group choreo (NOTE: I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST GIRL GROUPS AND THEIR CHOREO I JUST DON’T WATCH IT FOR SOME REASON BUT I LIKE BLACKPINK AND YEAH) I’d like to see Seventeen dance to Boombayah XD THAT HAIR SWINGING HAHAHAHA I WANT JEONGHAN DOING THE HAIR SWINGING THING 2_ a boy group choreo you’d love to see a girl group do

Any girl group dance to Mansae pls and thank you 3_ sm, jype, yg and pledis do a world tour individually and set up their concerts on the same day, different venues obviously: which one would you attend? (as in smtown, happy pledis etc)

Definitely Pledis. Actually tbh its not Seventeen I won’t go, cause I only stan one group and wouldn’t spend money on a concert showing a group I don’t stan. 4_ a kpop song that is a guilty pleasure for you? Uhhh tbh I don’t really have any guilty pleasures in kpop, but I mean like I guess TT? Even though I wouldn’t feel guilty listening to that? 5_ a dream kpop x western artist collab? …I would like to see Seventeen collab with one of their idols :D 6_ monster/lucky one or lotto? Pretty u or very nice? Beautiful or shine forever? (Repackage edition B) )

I haven’t heard Lucky so I’m going with Lotto. WHY ARE YOU ALL SO MEAN HOW COULD YOU MAKE ME PICK BETWEEN PRETTY U AND AJU NICE kahsdkjsh …lord this is so hard- pass. I haven’t heard Shine Forever, so Beautiful. 7_ what’s the sickest you’ve attended school/uni/work etc?

Sickest? Uh I have been sick enough to stay home but I went to school because I’m a responsible girl who takes schoolwork seriously. Or was it cause it was exam period lol. 8_ adore u or shining diamond? mansae or rock? pretty u or chuck? very nice or healing? boom boom or smile flower? don’t wanna cry or crazy in love? (I’m running out of questions 😂)

Adore U, Mansae, Pretty U, Healing, Smile Flower, Don’t Wanna Cry. (that was s ohard omG) 9_ are you some sort of patriotic? (Not the “fuck the rest of the world we’re number one and we’ve never done anything wrong” kind, but idk, do you identify with your country? its customs, traditions etc?)

…I don’t even know what patriotic means omg I feel uneducated. Ahh…um no not really XD 10_ have you watched studio ghibli movies? If so, which one is your favorite?

I watched Spirited Away when I was very young I think and I watched it in Japanese with Chinese sub which I cannot read ._. 11_ if I traveled to your country, which places would you recommend me to visit?

…honestly there’s nothing that good in Australia XDD but I guess if you like steak, go for it? And the Gold Coast and we have a couple theme parks, Sydney Opera House I guess? To see where seventeen SHOT THEIR HEALING MV AKSDHASKJDH and Luna Park? Tbh I haven’t been that much around Australia I am a crap tour guide I apologise sincerely.

#tag games #thank you so much omg #s-lay-ing #mutuals

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