◇ pairing: jungkook | reader ◇ genre: angst, fluff. parents au ◇ word count: 2.9 k ◇ author’s note: i will be updating thisseries every friday evening, 11~12pm korean time! i really hope you enjoy! the series is on hold for now.
Context: We’re playing a halloween oneshot campaign for paranoia with premade characters. One of them has the secret goal to stab as many people as possible with a certain knife that would summon eldritch horrors by drawing a card. He has just done so.
DM: All right… let’s see here… *draws a card and starts snickering*
Everyone: What is it?
DM:They’re really scraping the bottom of the eldritch horror here… You just summoned A Literal Roomba.
*Laughter from table*
DM: The strange device turns on and begins to suck up the dirt floor, digging itself into a hole in the process. After a few minutes of this a light turns on and it says “Filter change needed.”
Rip does not know Nate’s name. Like, at all. Logically you can’t even blame him, because he was gone when Nate joined and then was brainwashed and probably wasn’t all too interested in knowing who Nate was, especially when Nate wasn’t really all that memorable in history.
He feels bad about not knowing but feels even worse asking so day after day goes by without Rip asking Nate’s name because he just feels so awkward and he’d rather go “hey…you…” rather than admitting he just doesn’t know.
When he asks Jax & Sara they give him the wrong name and Nate ends up being too embarrassed to ever correct Rip so long story short Rip just calls Nate “Mark” for a year while Nate smiles and everyone else snickers in the background.
Amaya is called the Dinosaur Whisperer after Nate and Ray tell everyone what she did with Gertrude.
Gideon casually mentions that she and Rip made out in his mind.
Mick: “I’ve thought about it.”
Ray, Amaya, and Nate: “……………………”
Jax and Sara are totally fine with it because they’ve seen Gideon and would 100% do the same - if anything, they’re confused about the fact that Mick hasn’t seen her and still wants to make out with an AI.
Rip wants to crawl into the floor and die.
“Gideon p l e a s e”
Martin is super emotional about the fact that Jax will be left alone one day so Jax is forced to feel slightly sad and hear Martin sniffle whenever they’re in a room together.
Whenever he looks up annoyed, Martin looks away really quickly and starts mumbling about allergies.
Ray 100% keeps the dolls he made. They’re right next to his and Kendra’s lucky vase (which has definitely been glued down so they won’t break when the next ship crash happens).
He also has a picture of Len’s cold gun (bc Mick def took it back when Ray got his suit back). He’s working on what he can have that reminds him of Nate & Amaya.
Nate doesn’t know who Kendra is, and Ray denied dating Sara, and considering the first few things he said in that scene was about Ray trying to charm him? Yeah he definitely thinks Ray is bi now.
He even mentions Sara being bi to lowkey feel out if Ray is bi or pan as well, and when Ray says he hasn’t dated Sara, Nate is convinced that Ray is bi too but just doesn’t want to expand on it.
He respects Ray’s avoidance so he doesn’t ask but he wonders about it constantly.
“He gave Mick a present at Christmas…but then again, he also gave Jax one…but I haven’t seen him around Rip…god I hope it’s not Stein….” poor guy keeps switching his answer every week.
Context: I’m the DM for a party of five, a Drow Druid (controlled by me), a half elf ranger, a dragonborn paladin, a dragonborn wizard, and an elf ranger. The wizard has a weasel familiar named Noodle. The party is fighting a man possessed by the god Baalgah, and get a bonus reward for being the man in alive.
Wizard: I send Noodle out to attack with a shocking grasp cantrip!
Everyone else: NO DONT KILL HIM!!
Wizard OOC: I can’t control my Noodle! He’s a free spirit!
And later on…
Me, as the possessed man: FEEL THE WRATH OF BAAL!!
Everyone else: *snickering*
Me, OOC: Yeah I’ll admit I didn’t think that one through.
A/N: I’m just testing(???) this. Something that’s just on my mind.
You’re Liberty High’s number one nerd. That can all change if you’d just upgrade.
The frame of your big glasses kept sliding down the bridge of your nose, causing you to automatically push them back up in the most ‘nerdiest’ way. Of course, you were unaware of how you looked doing it, but everyone around you snickered and mimicked your move. You walked the halls like a small child, wrapped in a big sweater and hunched over (because of the heavy backpack you carried which was twice as big as you) and your bangs covered the side of your face. You weren’t the prettiest girl in school, so you thought. (Not as pretty as you were back at your old high school). You wanted to be pretty again - like your best friend, Hannah Baker (sadly she wasn’t with you today) - but you had your motives.
(A/n): Honest to god, this came to me at about 1:00am this morning and thought maybe I’d use it as a 100+ FOLLOWER CELEBRATION OML
Summary: The four of you were in a park for another one of Mark’s fan get togethers. While playing a game with the audience, an asshat walks past and says something rude. In retaliation, (Y/n) says some colourful words of her own; standing up for her greatest friends.
Warnings: LANGUAGE. USE OF THE WORD ‘FAG’
Honestly, in some way or another, L.A was bound to be hot. Standing out in an open park didn’t do much for that. Neither did (Y/n)’s shiny (f/c) top.
Though, it was closer to evening than the last time they all were out, making everything just a bit better. The sky was beautiful and just the right temperature that helped everyone relax.
“I don’t understand!” Ethan cried “What is this?!”
“It’s your demise!” (Y/n) called back cockily, jumping around on the grass.
It made the crowd giggle; bringing a chain reaction of (Y/n) smiling back at them.
“What!!?” The blue haired boy spun around and pointed at the people whom were watching you four participate in all sorts of challenges “Don’t laugh! No!”
But they only laughed more, this time joined by (Y/n), Tyler and tied together with Mark’s own deep chuckle.
“Alright, It’s simple Ethan, gosh.” Mark confirmed and took in a large breath “You fucking climb up Tyler and sit on his shoulders and (Y/n) will be on mine and you two will FIGHT to the death! Whomever gets pushed from the others shoulders first, loses!” he finished, sputtering out his breath.
“I feel cheated, because Mark might kick me.” Tyler whined.
(Y/n) laughed with the crowd “Well, I feel cheated because Mark is short.” they said.
“Okay, whatever.” the brunette called “Just get on my shoulders, dick sucker.”
So enough, both Ethan and (Y/n) got into position and the audience began to count down.
“I don’t feel safe.” (Y/n) commented as Mark wobbled slightly.
“I feel I need an adult…” Ethan demanded. His hands were in a death grip on Tyler’s shoulders.
“Wait, where will we lan–!” (Y/n) began to ask, only shortly cut off by not the crowd, but instead by a lone voice.
“This looks like a waste of daylight, how fucking gay.” they snickered “Fags.”
Everyone dropped to a deathly silence.
The crowd started to ‘boo’ quietly and mumble among themselves. (Y/n) was the first to actually break the quiet air.
“Who the hell was that?” (Y/n) snapped, twisting a bit to jump down from Mark’s shoulders. He was careful to let them down lightly.
“The pack whore defends them. That’s rich.”
They were able to single out a man behind of the grouped fans. He was actually across the road.
“HEY! FUCK YOU!” (Y/n) started.
Tyler’s face instantly looked concerned as he looked to Mark. Though, Ethan was never present for any of the youtuber’s angry outbursts before; he was already taken aback.
“AT LEAST THEY’RE DOING SOME FUCKING GOOD.” They continued. (Y/n)’s voice seemed to shake with resentment, gaining in volume by the second “THE ONLY THING YOU HAVE TO SHOW FOR IS HOW NOT-VALUABLE YOU ARE TO SOCIETY.”
The people cheered for (Y/n).
Everyone present was either looking at the delivery of (Y/n)’s speech or the man across the street looking scattered.
“NOt only tHAT,” their voice broke “BUT THE ONLY THING THAT IMPRESSES PEOPLE ABOUT YOU AT THIS POINT IS JUST HOW MUCH OF YOUR DICK YOU WERE ABLE TO SEEMINGLY SHOVE IN YOUR PERSONALITY. THESE FUCKERS HERE HAVE RAISED THOUSANDS FOR CHARITY, WHILE YOU WERE SAT AT HOME, GETTING YOU IQ SOMEHOW LOWER THAN YOUR MOM’S FUCKING STANDARDS.”
People who were passing by on their own business began to stare. Impressed, Mark still decided they’ve done enough.
(Y/n)’s posture showed their obvious readiness to fight. They began to get antsy and took a step forward.
From there Mark was quick to step up to them and lace their arms behind their back. Using one hand to hold them tight to (Y/n)’s back and the other to solidly cover their mouth.
(Y/n) jumped and twitched in his grip, yells now muffled into his hand.
Tyler put himself in front of the two, effectively blocking (Y/n)’s view. All the while, the crowd cheered brilliantly. Ethan encouraged them with screams of his own.
The unknown man now admittedly frightened, took this his chance to flee. The fans changing to ‘boo’ him off.
Slowly afterwards, (Y/n) calmed enough for Mark to uncover their mouth.
“Sorry…” they apologized simply.
Mark released their arms as well.
Ethan didn’t waste time taking a running start to hug them greatly.
“Thank you!” he laughed.
Once more, everyone collectively cheered. Everyone ran to hug (Y/n). Mark, Tyler, everyone.
They couldn’t help but let a hearty laugh slip their pale lips.
Once all of them parted again, (Y/n) was beaming brightly.
“Thank you,” Ethan repeated “You have fucking balls.” he laughed along with everyone else.
“Well sometimes I have to defend my people,” (Y/n) responded, a silly tone prominent behind her words “right!?”
The cheers were as loud as they could have ever been. No one would surely be forgetting this soon, it would be all over youtube in a matter of hours. But, all that mattered right now, was getting back to the challenge and having themselves a good time.
(A/n): SO I RECENTLY GOT TO 100+ FOLLOWERS ON THIS BLOG AND HOLY SHIT AM I PROUD. THANK YOU SO GODDAMN MUCH WTFF
But, in other words. This was a small something I put into place for this occasion and I love it. Also, as of now, I don’t have any requests; so don’t shy from sending one of your own.
Request- Hi can you do a luke smut request where ur the band song writer and one day you and luke get tipsy and they end up having it in Luke’s hotel room (Hope you like it)
Word count- 2,200+
You scrunched your eyebrows, utterly frustrated and scratched out the few lyrics you had written on the piece of paper for what felt like the thousandth time. You preferred to write from experience and emotion, but right now you felt as if you were blocked. You stood up from your chair, crumpling the paper and threw it, along with the pen across the room. You groaned loudly and in that little fit of yours you almost didn’t notice the 5sos boys along with John Feldman and Alex Gaskarth walk into the room.
“When you said you like to work alone, I didn’t know it included this” Michael laughed out causing everyone else to snicker and laugh as well. Your eyes immediately darted to Luke’s icy blue ones to see what he felt about your little tantrum. Thankfully, he wasn’t laughing but you could see the amusement in his eyes. You blushed a deep shade of red and just looked down at your feet in embarrassment.
“Have you got anything yet?” Ashton voiced what everyone was thinking. “Yeah” you muttered quietly and signalled with your eyes that it was the same piece of paper you threw across the room. Luke was quick to react and practically jogged to the paper before you could protest. “Hey, it’s a work in progress” you said softly, worried about his opinions on your first draft.
Luke’s eyes moved back and forth across the paper, reading the few scribbled lines intently. His eyes widened the slightest and you walked to him and snatched the paper out of his hand. “I know it’s not good, but I’ll get there” you said exasperated and at the same time Luke was shaking his head ready to contradict what you had just said. You held your hand up in front of his face saying, “Save it”
You walked out of the studio and went to sit on the couch in the corridor. “Was it that bad?” John questioned in disbelief because he never ever doubted your talent. “Quite the opposite really” Luke said in a raspy voice and the image of him running his hands through his blonde locks flashed in your mind.
You walked back in, deciding you were being too immature and sat on one of the chairs. All of you decided to work on some sounds instead of lyrics as none of them wanted to get on your bad side. Seeing Alex sitting and brainstorming with Luke already you headed over to Ashton who was ready at his drums. He played a few simple beats and the both of you started working together in incorporating new ones.
Little did you know Luke was shooting daggers at his fellow bandmate in jealousy as he could see you getting closer and closer to him. The vein in his forehead was almost popping and in sudden force one of the strings of his guitar broke causing everyone, including you to look up at him. Your eyes locked with his and his features softened visibly.
Sensing the tense atmosphere increasingly today, Calum suggested that we meet tomorrow and continue then. You headed back to the hotel and time passed as you went to the bar with the boys. Luke was missing today though so you passed having a drink, missing your drinking buddy.
Throughout the night there was no appearance of Luke and that caused your curiosity to sky rocket. When it was getting late everyone decided to head back to their rooms while you went to Luke’s. Before you knew it, your hand was raised ready to knock at the door of the blonde boy’s room. You took a deep calming breath and knocked loudly. After hearing feet shuffle at the other side of the door, it opened revealing Luke in a pair of loose sweat pants and a muscle tee.
You took a step inside without waiting for his invitation and saw his room in a mess. You laughed to yourself and turned to look at the boy who was scratching the back of his head. “I didn’t want house keeping in here, touching all my things” Luke answered the question that was at the tip of your tongue. You saw his guitar lying on the king sized bed and commented, “I guess I’m not the only one who likes to work alone”
He walked over to the bed and sat down, placing his guitar on his lap. “I was actually trying some chords to match with the lyrics you wrote today” before you could protest, he continued “they were pretty amazing, Y/N” you shook your head in denial and sat on the chair in front of his bed. “Can I hear it?” you questioned and he instantly nodded.
He started strumming the guitar and sung out the lyrics from today afternoon. You were taken aback by the fact he had added some more of his own lines and how raw and emotional it sounded. “Woah, it does sound pretty good” you said shyly.
Wanting to eliminate the awkwardness in the room you changed the topic. “I missed my drinking buddy today” you said while sighing and walked up to the mini bar in the room. You bent down and pulled out the bottle of old monk. “You know they totally rip you off Y/N. Plus I really don’t like rum” Luke said making a face of disgust. “That’s what you get for ditching me today” you said, sticking out your tongue childishly. You opened the dark liquor bottle and poured a substantial quantity into two separate glasses. You picked up one and handed it to Luke who smelled it and made a gagging noise. Laughing at his silliness, you picked up the packet of cadbury twirls lying on the table. “We can use these as chasers” Luke seemed to love that idea and gulped down the dark liquid, immediately regretting it but opening the wrapper of the chocolate and eating it, just as quickly.
“You’re such a child” you giggled, sipping it first and then taking it like a shot. When you felt your throat burn you knew that this was a bad idea.
An empty bottle of rum and 30 cadbury twirls later, you were lying on the bed whilst Luke was bouncing on it like it was a trampoline. “Luuuuukeee, stop” you moaned and you could feel your head spin. He was on a sugar rush and you were annoyed. After exhausting himself completely, Luke sat down on the bed with his legs crossed staring at you with scrunched eyes. “What the hell are you doing Hemmings?” you asked amused and sat up in front of him.
“I’m just thinking” he said, sighing dramatically. “Bout what?” He grinned and said, “You.”
With the sudden change of mood you said, “What you did today was really amazing, with the song and all.” He shook his head and just looked at you blankly. “They were your lyrics, Y/N. I mean you are pretty amazing” he said, his cheeks held a slight tinge of pink now. “Y/N……” He stretched out like a little kid. “Yes, Luuuuu” you said while giggling. “You’re so cute, I could eat you up” he said. His bright smile slowly transitioned into a smirk and then into an evil tight lipped smile. You looked at him skeptically and the next thing you knew Luke was tickling your sides. You were screeching and laughing at the same time. Your back was on the soft mattress and he was relentless with his tickle-torture.
“Stop Lu, please!” you cried out and he slowed down a bit before stopping. You tucked your bottom lip beneath your teeth and looked into his ocean blue eyes. The ones you were drowning in and the ones you didn’t want to be saved from. You saw his eyes flicker from your own to your pink lips. You were panting in anticipation and he lowered his head ever so slightly.
Lifting your head up from the mattress, his lips were on yours and without wasting any more time his tongue was in your mouth. Although it felt magical, you both were really drunk and it was sloppy to say the least. His hands roamed your body before settling at your t-shirt and yanking it off, not a moment later. He dropped his head down to your neck and started nipping and sucking at the skin there. You wrapped your legs around his waist and he pushed his hips down grinding into you. He rotated his hips and created as much friction as he could, causing you to let out a moan.
Having never really done this with clothes on, you were soaking with the new set of sensations. He kissed you once again with force and you loved the aggression radiating off of him. You tugged at his muscle tee and in a second it was discarded, somewhere on the floor. You flipped over so that he was on the bottom and you were excited to be in control. Lowering your head down, you started sucking on the flesh just above his collarbones, causing him to let out an involuntary moan.
Luke snaked his hand around your back and un-clasped your bra, adding to the growing pile of clothes on the floor. His hands grasped both your breasts and roughly massaged them. “I fucking love these” he breathed out and began pinching and twisting your nipples. You sat up with your legs on either side of his waist and continued grinding on him, whilst he was playing with your tits.
“You’re such a fucking tease, Y/N” “Then why don’t you do something about it?” you pushed further.
This seemed to ignite a fire in Luke as in a span of ten seconds your jeans and panties were gone. He grabbed your thighs roughly and kneaded them and you knew there would be bruises there tomorrow. “Sit on my face” he commanded and you didn’t need to be told twice. Your dripping core was above his face and he licked his lips before locking his arms around your thighs and pulling you down so your centre was on his mouth.
He licked a stripe and you shuddered in pleasure. His tongue thrusted in your entrance repeatedly. “Fuck! Luke” you yelled out and this egged him on as he started nibbling softly on your clit and rolling it around like a cherry in his mouth. He then stuck his tongue out so it was flat and moved your hips, effectively causing you to grind on his face. “I’m so close” you said in between moans and he sped up his actions causing you to come undone on his face.
You moved downwards so you were back to you original position, just above his dick. He flipped you over and slammed you down on the bed. “Face down, ass up baby” you whined at the nick name and complied. Your face was against the mattress and your once tied hair was now a complete mess. He took himself in his hands and rubbed it around your core, spreading the juices. “Fuck me, Luke” you whimpered and he pushed himself slowly into you. He closed his eyes at the heavenly feeling of your walls clenched, tight and warm, around him. He placed his hands softly on your waist and you were a bit shocked that he had suddenly become gentle but that didn’t last long as his grip tighten and he pounded into you. With each thrust your body moved forward and backward, in a rhythm.
Luke pulled you upwards and you let out a low mewl. One of his hands went to your breast, playing with them again while the other stayed on your waist. He moved his face minutely so that his lips were near your ear and he nibbled on your ear lobe. “You’re such a dirty girl, aren’t you Y/N? Letting me have my way with you” The pleasure increased with this and you replied. “Harder. Fuck me harder” you screamed out, your darkest fantasy coming to life.
He nearly growled and moved his hips faster. You almost lost balance but wrapped one arm around the back of his neck. Your head fell back on his shoulder and you let out a little moan with each thrust. “I’m so close, baby girl” you nodded and he knew you were almost there. “Come for me Y/N” he said, almost yelling. You whined out his name and he let himself go to causing your highs to occur at the same time. Your vision blanked and you allowed yourself to crash down on the bed with Luke falling on top of you.
Heavy breathing was the only thing heard in the room as Luke reached down and pulled up a thin sheet to cover the both of you. Your eyes began to flutter shut as Luke left a soft kiss on your lips and you fell into a deep sleep, too intoxicated by Hemmings and a bottle of rum to utter a word.
Hi! Since the askbox is open may i request the boys (akechi and mishima too if possible) who dates a motherly s/o? They would sometimes nag on them to take care of themselves but not too much, make lunch for them when they could and would definitely come over their house if they are stressed just to let them sleep on their lap as they sing a lullaby? (Wow this is so long omg bUT I LOVE YOUR WRITINGS SO MUCH KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK YO)
JSDHFDJKHKJ This ask is almost as cute as you are!!! I’m so glad you love my stuff and I hope you love this too!! Thank you for the request!
Akira would much rather take care of S/O, but he certainly doesn’t complain whenever they fuss over him.
In fact, he thinks it’s amazing.
He’s exhausted most of the time from his various activities, so it’s very therapeutic when S/O takes care of him.
S/O can take one look at his face and sense when he needs to have his hair/back stroked while they hum a lovely ballad.
Sometimes he’ll doze off in their arms, and S/O will continue to hold him while whispering sweet nothings and kissing him gently.
S/O always fixes his hair, and he messes it up on purpose just to see them puff their cheeks and smooth it back down.
When they lift their arms to smooth it, he’ll suddenly catch them in a kiss, and they’ll get flustered.
But not enough to forget that his hair’s a mess.
Akira thinks it’s so generous of S/O to make him lunch, so he’ll cook dinner for them to compromise.
S/O will clean his glasses for him if they’re smudged or if rainwater is streaked on them. He doesn’t mind; he just smiles and kisses them when they return his glasses.
Ryuji feigns embarrassment, but he adores the attention he gets from S/O.
If Ryuji was busy all day fighting at Mementos or a Palace, S/O will massage him, being sure to include his sensitive knee.
He is a blushing mess the entire time, but he appreciates their care and it feels amazing, so he’s definitely not going to complain.
S/O is constantly straightening his posture; it drives them insane.
“H-hey, what’re you doing?!”
“You’re going to throw your back out and you look like a wilted flower! Stand up like a proper person!”
The jesting couple causes everyone around them to snicker because they’re just so endearing.
S/O always has to study with him because Ryuji won’t do it otherwise.
Even then, he’ll just wrap his arms around their waist and drag them closer so he can snuggle with them.
He’ll stop paying attention and start kissing them, and S/O has to poke Ryuji with their pencil eraser and nag him until he snaps out of it.
S/O will occasionally cook for him, since his diet consists of chips and ramen.
Ryuji kisses them and hugs their waist while they cook.
“You could help me, you know.”
“Sorry babe, my arms are kinda full.”
S/O won’t hesitate to lightly smack him, and the two just end up in a fit of giggles.
S/O will most definitely make him bento boxes; they even decorate them so that they’re visually appealing.
Yusuke thinks it’s a form of art, and he is so grateful to S/O.
“A-amazing! To think you can arrange such simple foods into such an intricate display… I cannot deign to consume such a raw, stimulating work of art.”
They have to convince him that food is meant to be fully enjoyed not only through sight, but through taste as well.
S/O will remind him to take breaks whenever he’s working on a painting.
They’ll knead his back, neck and hands since he’s continually straining them.
Yusuke loves it, especially when S/O plants soft kisses on his fingertips and hands. He has to use a tremendous amount of restraint to avoid carrying them off to the bedroom, since his hands are very sensitive.
S/O will tidy up around his dorm while he’s busy painting, and then they’ll sit behind Yusuke and embrace him. The two will even hum together.
If Yusuke spent the day dungeon-crawling, S/O will encourage and help him to stretch. They make some warm coffee or tea afterward.
Yusuke occasionally expresses his guilt to S/O; they do so much for him, thus he feels incredibly insufficient and negligent.
S/O explains that they enjoy demonstrating how special he is to them, but Yusuke insists on making it a point to repay the favor.
He just cherishes S/O so dearly, and he desires nothing more than to make them just as blissful as they make him.
Attention is as vital to Akechi as the air he breathes, so whenever S/O tends to him, he wonders what he did right to deserve them.
S/O always makes him coffee while he’s busy working at his desk, and they’ll embrace him from behind and hum softly to him.
“You’re distracting me, you know,” he’ll say teasingly.
“Sorry, I’ll leave you be.” His hands desperately fly up to prevent S/O from unraveling their arms.
“N-no, stay! I never said it was a bad distraction.”
Even when Akechi cheerfully greets S/O after a long day at work, they can see the exhaustion in his eyes; thus, they’ll guide him to the couch/bed, gently lay him down in their lap, and run their fingers through his velvety hair.
If they massage his scalp and neck, he’ll become putty in their hands and sigh happily.
They cook meals for each other quite often, and they’ll cling to each other like saran wrap throughout the ordeal.
He adores it when S/O ties his tie and pulls him down for a kiss before he departs for work, but he’s extremely reluctant to leave when they do that.
S/O occasionally fixes his hair too, and he’ll happily thank them and plant a kiss on their forehead.
Akechi enjoys repaying S/O’s kindness, so he’ll do favors for them even though they insist that they’re fine.
S/O scatters notes throughout the apartment reminding him to eat, shower, or even just stretch for a moment.
Sometimes Akechi will just collapse in their arms when he’s overwhelmingly stressed out, so they’ll just rock him and remind him that he’s doing great. They’ll tell him how proud they are of his accomplishments and list the reasons that they love him.
Mishima wants to be seen as a put-together, capable guy.
But he is embarrassingly weak to S/O’s caring nature.
If he pulls all-nighters from running the Phan-site, S/O will nag him to turn off his phone so they can cuddle.
That usually does the trick.
S/O will hold him and caress his arms/chest, humming a soothing melody.
Since he spends all day in front of some form of electronic, S/O purchased eye-drops for him and they’ll sporadically text him reminders to use them.
They even purchased matching filtered water bottles so that the couple can stay hydrated and be able to safely drink city water.
He’ll never admit it, but Mishima loves it when S/O nags or scolds him.
“Yuuki, I told you what would happen if you didn’t go to sleep, didn’t I?” they’ll ask in a mildly threatening tone of voice with furrowed brows.
His face is the color of a tomato and his mind is reeling from all of the conflicting thoughts racing about.
“Y-Yuuki, are you okay?”
If S/O attempts to fix his clothes/hair in public, he’ll furiously blush and tell them to cut it out; in actuality, he doesn’t want them to stop, and S/O knows this, so they act very smug when he gets flustered.
Mishima wants to prove himself worthy to S/O, thus he’ll do as much as he can for them. They don’t want him to burn himself out, but he’s stubborn, so S/O allows him to ‘step up’ and then they’ll shower him with praise.
overnight shifts because he doesn’t have to talk or see many people
Also he can
do whatever he wants since there’s only like 12 other people working and they’re
all off doing god knows what
to be restocking and shelving items but really, who’s even going to notice in
5 cups of coffee during his shift
can be found
some nights falling asleep in the frozen foods aisle
Hansol hiding in one of the refrigerators and just walked by without doing anything
once woke up
after a nap and it was dead silent, like no one around, there was no sound,
hour trying to find everyone
they all thought it would be funny to see Jihoon’s reaction if he thought they
were all gone
new hires go fetch coffee for him, but it’s like 2 am and Chan doesn’t know
where he’s supposed to get a cup of coffee at this time
anyone that walks by and sees him eating food
overnights, this place owes me food’
them while thinking ‘don’t talk to me don’t talk to me don’t talk to me’
free dancing in the middle of the deli meat aisle
Is forced to
the listen to the mixtapes that his coworkers put up on the speakers
forced to listen to a rap battle that happened over the speaker and then
Seungcheol proceeding to ask customers who they thought was better
When he does
decide to do his job, Jihoon has to carry a ladder to help reach the top
shelves and everyone snickers because they’re watching him over the security
by Soonyoung to do a cart race and at first Jihoon’s like ‘that’s dumb’
minutes later, he’s sitting in a cart with Seungcheol going to push him down
the aisle while Soonyoung sits in another cart next to him with Hansol behind
him and once Seungkwan makes his dramatic start motion, they’re off down the aisle
accidentally tipping over a shelf and spending the night cleaning it up
night, Jihoon ended up jousting with Soonyoung
up tipping another shelf
carts got banned
met you in the store
It was one in
the morning and you realized that you really needed to stock up on food or else
really didn’t have time to do it in the morning since you had work and school,
so you just left your house at one in the morning to pick up groceries because
the 24 hour grocery store, awkwardly passing by a few workers and hoping they don’t
talk to you
continue on your way, pushing the cart as you begin to fill it full
almost done, just almost because you needed your favorite cereal or else you
would not live tomorrow
so you go to
the cereal aisle and guess what, it’s up there, on the top shelf where your
hands could barely reach and now you’re forced to ask for help because you really
really wanted the cereal
has this thing at the end of every aisle where you can press a button to
request for help and so you press the button while waiting patiently in front
of the cereal
so relieved because ‘yes I can finally get my cereal and get out’
But when you
turn over, there’s this man, who’s probably just an inch taller than you and you’re
just ‘how tf is he supposed to reach it if I can’t’
waiting impatiently for you to answer because you’ve been just staring at him
for a minute now
awkwardly ‘I need help getting a cereal down, is there perhaps someone taller
scoffs, it’s one in the morning and he’s already being demeaned for his height
‘I can get
it down too.’ Jihoon smugly states
just ‘are you sure, I mean I saw a pretty tall guy when I walked in’
‘I CAN DO IT
JUST WATCH ME’
covering your mouth to hold back your laughter as he tries reaching for it on
his tippy toes with his fingers barely brushing against the box
walking by ‘hey Jihoon need help’
‘NO I DON’T
NEED HELP I CAN DO IT’ Jihoon turns back to you who is holding back a smile, ‘DON’T
Jihoon leaves for a moment and just when you’re about to leave, Jihoon comes
back with this little ladder and he’s angrily setting it up before walking on
it and grabbing the box
‘I told you
I could get it’
You give an
amusing nod ‘yes I’m very sorry I
and as much
as Jihoon didn’t want to admit it, he found you really cute, the way you were
just dressed in a tshirt and pajama pants, and the way your eyes crinkled when
everyone is gasping
is that? Is that
Jihoon at the cash register checking you out?
Yes, at one
in the morning, Jihoon is scanning your items one by one in a seemingly slow
fashion as if on purpose (because it was on purpose)
fills the air and oh my
Is that? Is that
Jihoon blushing with a smile
say, all the guys are staring at the security cameras with an awe look on their
face because wow this was a different side to Jihoon
‘oh my god
what is he doing?’
walking her out’
what every says
and as you
walk away, with your heart jumping out of your chest, you couldn’t help but
wonder if you’d see the cute worker again
but of course
you do see him again, you see him every night after that because you just
happen to forget a few things and end up walking right back into the grocery
store in the middle of the night
you’re walking around the aisles with Jihoon, eagerly talking about anything
and everything with smiles upon your faces as you’re being watched over the
sixth night of visiting and buying a lame stack of magazines, you and Jihoon
awkwardly stand at the doors, waiting for one another to say ‘goodbye’ or
perhaps something different
speakers start up
light bickering over the speaker before a loud ‘JUST ASK HER OUT ALREADY’
red faced and
embarrassed, with slight anger on Jihoon’s part, you grin and Jihoon sheepishly
and it’s a
smooth road from there with small bumps from the interfering male coworkers
visit Jihoon dead in the middle of the night with a warm cup of coffee you
freshly brewed at midnight for him
and he’s so
thankful because Chan brings him the wrong kind of coffee every night
free food on him
your favorite cereal for free
also may or
may not have signed you up for perks so that he can ring you up with discounts
much affection but when he does, he tries to do it in the corner of the store
where there’s no cameras and he can sit and hold your hand without the guys
gushing to him
races with you even though they were banned
says he let
did since he let Seungcheol push you and we all know Seungcheol is strong and
could probably push you hard enough to go through a wall
tease Jihoon about his height, asking him all the time to get something from
the top shelf and he will not let the
others help because his pride is on the line
star struck by you
happens on more than one occasion when he catches you drifting during one your
against the wall, Jihoon waits patiently for you to wake up since you had
fallen asleep on his shoulder
with you once and the guys all huddled around to catch pictures which they
later sent you in the morning
Look he may
be lazy and uninterested in his job, but once he sees you step through those
doors with a steaming cup of coffee, suddenly his job doesn’t suck anymore. He doesn’t
mind stocking the shelves if you’re there bickering with him over the non-existent
color coded items on the shelves. And honestly, when his job gets boring and
unbearable, even watching you rest your head on him is the most interesting
thing in the world.
when he was younger, he was a master at pick pocketing
in middle school, he wouldn’t stand up for kid being bullied but rather go to the bully and pick pocket back the lunch money
he wouldn’t really hand back to them, he’d just put it on their desk, underneath their pencil bag or inside it
constantly transferred schools too, which meant constant new encounters, and he hated it
he was sick of change, he just wanted something permanent
one friend, one home, one school, one setting
he was always alone since he just kept leaving
so when he made it to camp half blood, he was shook
he wasn’t used to the atmosphere but he was immediately claimed by hermes
he was quickly engulfed by a crowd, his siblings and they were are all so jolly, happy, snarky but also welcoming
at first he was really reserved and shy but when head counselor taehyun introduced him to everyone, he was overjoyed
overtime he came out his shell
he was the master mind of plastic wrapping all the chariots together
is known for being very mischievous and silly
is the type to blame it on someone else
works half of time cause he’s good at playing innocent
“woojin it was you wasn’t it”
“what? me? why would i ever? no way!!!”
honestly, he does it for shits and giggles and never has intentions to ever hurt or anger someone
he’s really good at hand to hand combat (aka flipping people)
he carries around a simple celestial bronze knife but rarely uses it
is really talented
raps and dances he’s pretty cool my dude
the apollo cabin doesn’t really see him as all that talented though they’re to busy thinking they’re better than everyone else
you on the other hand, were constantly getting kicked out of schools because of your “problematic” behavior
it wasn’t your fault that people always listened to whatever you said
even if you had asked to cut in lines, get a’s or to skip class, it’s their fault for listening to you
at camp half blood, you were known to be quite fiery
it was hard for anyone to believe you were an aphrodite child honestly
you stand for what u believe in, you’re straight forward, and you have no problem with casting permanent make up on anyone
one time, at the dining hall, someone tried to mess with your sibling’s food by placing a magnetic force around it so the food can never sit on the plate
you immediately flung around to the giggling hermes cabin
and this time woojin was out of the loop he doesn’t commit such petty pranks uhm hello??
“okay who did it?” you glared at all of them, honestly this happens everyday and normally you’d ignore it but honestly it was gettin out of hand
“WOOJIN!” a hermes cabin kid screamed
and everyone snickered
he’s just there with a piece of bread of his mouth, puppy dog eyes, lost, looking up you
and you glared at the one who yelled his name and you casted the permanent make up on him and everyone else who laughed got ugly outfits with neon colors
and all the other tables are doing obnoxious ‘OOoooOOOOoooooOOOOOOOooooooOOoOOH shiTTTTTT”
the hermes kids now think you have a bratty princess attitude
but did you care????????
and the next time woojin sees you, he kinda wavers around you, and you don’t recognize him at first
as you’re setting up your weapons for capture the flag (i love ctp okay im sorry if your’e sick of it omg) he just opens his mouth
“sorry about my brothers and sisters yesterday…”
at first you were like ??? oooOOOOHHH
“hahahahHAHAHA no its no probleM!!”
are you nervous ?? is he that cute ?? is it just me omg
he’s a little flustered, mainly cause he just feels bad
may or may not have avoided playing pranks on you or just the entire aphordite cabin tbh
he was gonna say something again but chiron calls for the teams to shake hands and you two are on different teams
and so you had the found the flag, but your back up was taking forever
no one was on guard though, and the flag was just out and exposed in the creek
you wanted to go for it, seriously, your blood was chasing through your veins, it was getting hard to hold your back you impulsiveness.
and suddenly there was cheering behind you
and when you walked out of your hiding spot, you saw woojin being thrown in the air,
your team flag in his hand
and you were chill, i mean it wasn’t the first time you lost
but what really bugged you was when hermes cabin wouldn’t stop reminding you
this happened almost every time you lose
and when you’re in greek history class, they were just at and you were trying so hard not to explode
and just when you’re about to, woojin clears his through
“hyungs, please shut the fuck up, i’m trying to read here”
everyone is shooketh
cause he isn’t that straight forward and he’s normally a witness rather an unpstander
after class you thank him and he just shrugs it off like no big deal
inside he’s all squishy and warm cause aw you thanked him ?? you thank people ???
and you’re blushy because aw he cared ??
and tbh you guys stay in this weird phase for a while
very small talk, short glances
but nothing more
it was awkward for the both of you
it was the first time to feel this warm in the inside
you both knew there was something more there
there’s no way you two are just friends
ya’ll both squishes for each other
but you’re both convinced otherwise
all of woojin’s siblings tell him to not for fall an aphordite kid
they tried to convince him that he was just falling for your stupid but blessed love charms and looks
“they’re all heart breakers !! don’t know you know about their little game”
yea, your cabin loved doing this point system thing
each time they “won” a person, a point
and whoever got the least amount of points got the shoes of shame
you H A T E D it
you’re cabin was trying to explain to you that you weren’t falling for some “disgusting, annoying dumb, hermes kid”
“no way !!! you have to date one of the hot apollo kids, or the ares kids, but cMON, not a hermes kid. don’t be silly!”
and it just makes you want woojin more
he started getting bolder though
but hes still shy
your little talks became conversations, you glances became eye contact
then the conversations would last through the lunches and he would even walk you to your next activity or back to the cabin
his eyes not only lingered but he would also flash his cute little canine at you or even make silly faces when chiron is teaching
and you were complaining about your cabin with him one day during your shared free hour together
“i just don’t understand them at times, i really don’t think i fit in that cabin a at all”
“well i think you do”
you’re laughing as you look over at him but he aint laughin
“i think you fit in that cabin perfectly. you’re really genuine, kind to everyone but you’re definitely not a push over. you know that the inside personality is what is important, not the outside. everyone thinks that you’re just being mean, but i think it’s because you base your attitude on personality.”
and at first his explanation doesn’t make sense
he thought he was being weird and he freaks out
“oh my go-god,i-uh- i ig-ignore what i just said hah ha ha hahahah” he would utter out, redfaced and looking away
“no please explain what you mean woojin” and you place your hand on his shoulder
“i-it’s just like how your siblings are with looks! not to say that they’re aLL vain!! i-i i mean li-like if they’re ‘ugly’ they would kin-kinda isolate them ya know?? and when they’re pretty they date them. you’re kinda the same, but with per-personality.”
you’re speechless and his eyes are glued to the grass
“y-you just share beauty in a different way, that’s all, and i like that, a lot” he chuckles as he palms his neck nervously
“t-thanks” you mumbled out and he’s grinning to himself cause you’re so cute
and the feelings are just floating in the air
since he’s all shy and awkward and doesn’t know what to do
“i like you too” you smiled back
and yall slowly and slowly become more comfortable
you like watching him pick out the food you don’t like in your pasta
honestly he’s the cutest when he eats
his checks are puffed out and you can see the way he’s chewing and he’s just fluffy omg
and he would catch you staring and have his confused mouse face
how could you not want to feed him at that point
but slowly he would start getting flirtier and flirtier
he would run up to you and wrap his arms from behind
omg imagine his cabin is so surprised and they cannot believe he swooped an aphordite child
“brurhruhrhruhr you hella scored omg hooow???”
“well i mean, i just told them i liked them ?? and they happened to like me back ??” and he’s blushing, lookin down and a small grin on his face
they all watch you both in amazed
like you guys are laughing and smiling, arms linked, walking towards the mess hall and they’re just watching all wide eyed and jaws dropped
“that’s so unfair” they’d all pout
he secretly enjoys them being jealous
imagine him look all aggressive and hot while playing capture the flag
you can’t even play properly ???? how can you function ????
like you’re suppose to be his back up but you’re so distracted
you’re teammates know to never put you guys in the same team/group ever again
but he doesn’t realize you’re distracted by him,
he’s all sweaty and puppy like comin to you
“babe are you sick ?? are you tired ??? you don’t look okay ..”
“nO woojin i’m fine hahahha!!! don’t worry !!!” awkward laughter
“ookay..” is still slightly worried
the next day he comes by with cookies and he’s such a nervous mess cause omg your sibling opened the door
ya’ll exposed af, all you’re siblings are watching the gesture
and you slam the door on their face LOL
“woojin what are you doing ??”
“i was just worried, and i knew you liked jinyoung’s cookies so i got some for you cause you didn’t look well yesterday” and he’s all flustered
one hand in the pocket, the other palming the back of his neck nervously
he’s such a pup omg help the cutie out
but all you could do is stutter a thanks out
your siblings on the other side are just giggling
jihoon, your half brother thinks you two are disgusting
especially cause 2park is lyfe and you don’t in 2park
but overall, he’s very sweet and loving
he maybe shy at times even though he’s wild with his siblings
it’s just cause you make him nervous
you guys prove stereotypes wrong and people lOVE it
i’m so sorry this took so long lmao, thanks 4 waiting !!! esp the anon who asked for woojin a long long time ago
Notes: (the usual) troubled pasts, swearing, smut, fluff, angst/heartbreak.
A/N: All new! I had inspiration slap me straight across the face, and here we are! This one might hurt a little, but y’all know me, I’m a sucker for a happy ending.
Summary: Bucky has charm, looks, a great smile, and he knows how to talk to a lady. The thing is, he does know it. Bucky’s a womaniser, there’s no doubt about it. But when he lays eyes upon the newest addition to the team, he might’ve found a reason to change his ways. Unfortunately, he knows he’s a coward, and he knows change isn’t easy. Lying.. is so much easier.
Ice: frozen water, a brittle transparent crystalline solid.
Within minutes the living room is crowded, everyone sitting at their usual spots, which somehow formed in harmony amongst everyone. Tony is in his chair, Pepper on one of the armrests, Steve is in one corner of the couch, Natasha next to him, Wanda next to her, Vision ending the row on the other end of the couch. Clint is perched up on one of the beams hanging from the ceiling -which Tony denies placing there for him especially- Sam sitting with Maria on the ‘love seat’, Bruce alone in a recliner resembling Tony’s. Bucky himself is on the window-seat, staring at the team, a bunch of misfits, really, wondering how it al became so harmonious.