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DannyMay Day sixteen: Shitty DP AUs/Memes

…“Man wouldn’t it be funny if Danny Phantom did the dab every time he made an appearance?”

“Dude I wish!”

Out of the shadows a figure emerged. Smiling cruelly, she waved her green hand and in a flurry of smoke repeats her catchphrase.

“So you have wished it, so shall it be…”

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fritonavi  asked:

So this is a Valentine's Request! Every year on Valentine's Day, MC was either stood up on a date, or when she did go out with someone, she never felt a connection, so she has lost faith in the Holiday. The RFA+V+Saeran offer to take her out saying that it's keep her company, but they actually like her romantically and confess to her...

Thank you for your request sweetie! And i hope you like it!

VALENTINE’S DAY SPECIAL.

Yoosung

  • You don’t like Valentine’s day and Yoosung knows that…
  • But he doesn’t want you to spend this day alone…He doesn’t want to spend it alone too!
  • He’s your friend! Let’s go see a movie!
  • Oh yeah…It’s crowded with couples…That would be weird…
  • Let’s go to the park then!
  • And there it was, you two, on the bench.
  • You can’t help to notice that Yoosung is looking a lot to you, and he’s a little blushed too.
  • You’ll not ask why you know this would only make him redder.
  • You felt his hand on yours and you look at him, he takes his hand away quickly, redder than anything “I-I’M SORRY MC..!”
  • You just laughed, “That’s ok Yoosung…” You smile, and he’s just staring at you “So…Let’s go take a walk?” You get up.
  • But before you start walking, he holds your hand, getting up slowly, while you’re looking at him.
  • His finger interlock on yours, he’s looking at your eyes “MC…I know we’re friends…And you don’t like this day…But…I think it’s the perfect time to say…I like you MC…”
  • His tone shows how serious he’s right now, he’s getting close to you “…Please…Just give me a change…” He’s so flustered.
  • It’s so cute. 
  • “I kinda like you too Yoosung…” You smile, now you’re red, looking to the ground “…Let’s go take that walk shall w–”
  • He kissed you before that.
  • This is the beginning of the forever.


Zen

  • Zen is so romantic, so you weren’t surprised when he called you to spend Valentine’s day with him.
  • You know he hates to be lonely at this date, but hey…You can be his company!
  • He’ll not shut up until you spend this day with him.
  • You guys go see a romantic movie, he’s pretty close to you, for you this is normal.
  • Zen always showed his affection.
  • He’s always hugging you, putting his hand on your waist, for you, this is what is normal for him.
  • But for him, he just can’t believe how you didn’t understand he’s trying to be with you!
  • WTF MC! HE DOESN’T PUT HIS HAND ON EVERYBODY WAIST!
  • Now you guys were walking to your house, while he was with a hand on your waist after you just saw the movie.
  • When you get there you just smile “Thank you for this day Zen…It was really good!” You were ready to enter your house, but Zen is in your way.
  • “MC…I don’t think all the signs i show to you made you understand…But i like you!…And i know you like me too!”
  • After that, he kisses you, you were surprised by it, but you kissed him back, he’s so happy by that…You two were finally kissing each other!
  • No, it’s not weird, you were his friends, WERE because now you’ll be his girlfriend!
  • When your lips parted from him, he just smiled, catching some air.
  • “…And how did you had so certain that I liked you?”
  • He laughs “Because…” You were expecting very romantic “I’m the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen”
  • You laugh and give his shoulder a little punch, he laughs again, after that you just smile “Want to come in?”

  • Zen’s are head filled with this type of thoughts
  • One man, one woman…In the same house…Alone…THIS ISN’T RIGHT MC!!!
  • WHAT ARE YOU THINKING???!
  • “Yes, sure.”

Jaehee


  • You and she are like…Super close friends.
  • Jaehee likes you more than that…And she is afraid…You might not like her in that way.
  • You might not even like a woman.
  • She doesn’t like Valentine’s day that much too…But when she thought of the possibility to spend this time with you.
  • She needed to call you to go out.
  • You accept, and she’s super happy about it.
  • She wants to do everything together.
  • You guys watched some movie and after that, in the night you guys go watch a musical.
  • Her favorite actor is there, you know that you fangirl with her!
  • This night was so fun.
  • While you two were there cheering, she looked at you “MC I LIKE YOU” She yelled so you could hear.
  • You look at her, she was blushing, but you smile “I LIKE YOU TOO” You yelled back.
  • Jaehee sigh “I LIKE YOU…NOT LIKE A FRIEND…MORE THAN THAT!”
  • You laugh, jumping a little with all those people, and then you look at her, “THAT WAS WHAT I MEANT”
  • Jaehee stands still, surprise…
  • But then she smiles…
  • She puts her hand on your shoulder making you stand still…
  • And then she kisses you.
  • And you kissed her back.
  • When she stopped, she looks at you “This place is a mess! Let’s go to my place!” 
  • She was with a large smile on her face, you can see the brightness in her eyes when you nodded.

Jumin

  • Jumin is just so sweet with you.
  • You can’t understand people when they always talk about him being so cold.
  • He is always there for you.
  • When he called you to a restaurant on Valentine’s day you were surprised…
  • He is always working, but today he is free…And he wants to spend the day with you?
  • Just because he knows you’re alone too?
  • Well, you accept it anyway.
  • He said that Driver Kim was going to pick you up.
  • When you arrived, Jumin got a big smile on his face.
  • All the staff of that restaurant was finding it weird…Jumin Han so happy…
  • He’ll ask for the best things to you, and he’ll always compliment you.
  • Always with a smile on his face.
  • Even for you, this is weird, he’s smiling so much, and you can swear he blushed in one moment.
  • When you guys were finished, you and Jumin get out, smiling.
  • Everybody did not understand what the hell all this was…That was really Jumin Han?
  • And now you guys are in the car, while Driver Kim is taking you to your home.
  • Jumin said it was too dangerous to go alone.
  • When you arrive there, Jumin walks with you to the door.
  • You look at him smiling “That was really good Jumin…I really appreciate that…”
  • He smiles again “Me too MC…”
  • You laugh, “I could see it!You must really like that place”
  • Jumin sigh and then he got closer to you “…I didn’t like that place, i like you” You froze, blushing.
  • He got closer and closer and he gives you a little kiss, you kissed him back.
  • That kiss was filled with passion…And when both of you needed air, you stopped.
  • He looks at you smiling “…Can i see you tomorrow?”
  • You nod and you enter your house “See you tomorrow then…” You close the door.
  • Jumin opens his mouth smiling and look at Driver Kim, who has with his thumbs up.

707

  • Seven knows how you despite Valentine’s day!
  • But he kept asking you to out with him, even when he hates to go out!
  • He takes you to a nightclub.
  • You found it strange, but he reassures you “I’m coming here because i know you wouldn’t resist me in a place where is only us”
  • You laugh, oh that jokes…
  • He heard the music that was about to start, he grabs your hand walking with you to the dance floor, actually, he’s dragging you, with a happy smile on his face
  • “SAEYOUNG!” He pulls you for him, making your body collide with his body, you’re blushing so you look away.
  • He laughs, with a hand on your waist and the other one he grabs your chin, making you look at him “…Don’t you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me” 
  • He laughs singing the song while he makes you look at him when your eyes met his…
  • Something made him get closer and closer, and then he’s kissing you.
  • You can feel a lot of passion in that kiss, but you didn’t move…
  • After some while he just looks at you, catching his breath, so then he felt a blame in his heart “…I’m so sorry MC…I thought you might like me too…I like you that’s why i kiss you…Oh, this was a bad idea…”
  • When he was about to run you laugh and then you grab his hand.
  • He looks at you and you smile at him “Shut up and dance with me”
  • He just smiles…Going back with you.

V

  • When he asked if you wanted to go out with him in this Valentine’s day you agree in the same minute!
  • V’s just too calm, and so gentle, so you just believe that he’s doing this because he pities you…Because you’re all alone in this day.
  • He can be alone too, but he doesn’t hate it like you.
  • He even finds it funny when you say you hate Valentine’s day.
  • That was cute, he called you…Well, he is cute.
  • He takes you to the museum on that day, after that he take you to an art gallery.
  • You know how he loves those things.
  • And to be honest, you thought all this would be so boring, but with him…It was more than pleasant.
  • After that, you guys go to a mall to see some things, and he wants to buy a new camera too!
  • But in the way, he saw a photo booth “Let’s go there MC!”
  • “IT’S FOR COUPLES!” You yelled, while he was dragging you, looks like he didn’t even listen.
  • When you enter there with him, you sigh laughing.
  • You guys were doing some poses, he looks at you while you were laughing and he just keeps staring at you.
  • When you two saw the photos…That was literally you doing poses and V was just looking at you “Why you were looking at me the whole time?” You laugh again “You were too cute MC…And i can’t keep my feelings to myself”
  • You look at him, and then you just give him a little kiss, he is blushing now “I’ll treasure this photo ” You laugh and then you start to walk.
  • V puts one of his fingers in his own lips “She kissed me…” He saw you walking “MC WAIT!” He starts to run to you “ I NEED TO KISS YOU BACK!”

Saeran

  • Saeran hates this day too…But he likes you.
  • And maybe he will like this “holiday” after he starts to get closer to you…
  • You understand him, he can be neurotic sometimes…
  • But you understand him, you listen to him “whine”, sometimes he’s scared of himself…
  • But you’re never scared of him, you’re just so gentle…
  • He smiles when he thinks of you…He accepts it…
  • He likes you.
  • So when he called you to go to the park to eat some ice cream, you were surprised…!
  • He is inviting you and he’s saying is for you to not be alone today.
  • This is sweet.
  • And now there you guys are…Eating some ice cream.
  • Saeran looks like he’s blushing a little when you look at him, you don’t understand why but you smile with it.
  • After some time he looks at you, your mouth was a little dirty with the ice cream, he just got closer to you, and you froze with the surprise “Your lips are dirty…I’ll clean it”
  • He got, even more, closer to you, you can see now clearly…He’s blushing.
  • But before you could even ask him about that, he gives you a gentle and short kiss…After that, he looks at your eyes “…You’re the only person that i don’t want to kill…”
  • You widen your eyes even more “….Do you mean…You like me?”
  • He’s blushing even more “…Yes…” He said almost like a whisper, looking down “I’m sorry, what?” You laugh
  • He looks at you, grumpy “…I’LL NOT REPEAT MYSEL–” You give him a little and cold kiss, laughing, “Your lips taste like ice cream…We can do this every Valentine’s day now…!”
  • Ok…Now he has a girlfriend…And now he loves this holiday…
  • But he’ll have to wait for so long to give some ice cream kisses to you?
  • But god…This feels so good.
Blue and White Blossoms

@sir-scandalous this is the hanahaki Shance au I mentioned, it was written a few months ago, and I pretty much forgot about it until you mentioned hanahaki disease in a post, and I remembered I wrote something for a hanahaki au. I posted it and hope you like it! 

It might be awful, I’m not the best author.



Lance sat on the observation deck, watching the stars and universe. It was once a dream, to go into space, and to travel the universe… Lance winced as his chest suddenly burst into flames nearly, it hurt, but it was gone just as quickly. He blinked at the stars, something he’s used to seeing so often now.

He managed to go into space, along with his team and rival, and his hero. Thrown into a war they didn’t know about, something ten thousand years in process. Fighting for the fate of the universe, to protect their home planet and many others, most of which had no idea they were even doing it.

It made Lance’s eyes burn with the beginning of tears, and he blinked them back. He was afraid of someone seeing him cry, of seeing his facade dropped. He wasn’t really useful, or talented, but the least he could do is keep the team together, happy and laughing, even if it means he will be hurt in the process and he would suffer in the dark, quiet and hidden.

Lance also knew he was far too self-sacrificing, taking on the anger of the others to keep them from fighting with themselves, hiding his pain and accepting others to bring out smiles. He knew it was not good to do it, but he was far too much like his oldest sister, too self-sacrificing and willing to suffer for others.

Ah, not good… Lance grimaced as he felt his eyes blur, wiping his tears, Lance stiffened as footsteps echoed in the halls, getting closer to him. Blinking away tears and plastering a fake smile, though he could feel he wasn’t doing to good at it, Lance kept his eyes locked on the stars, the footsteps stopped at the entrance, as if he surprised whomever it was he was there.

Well, of course he did, he shouldn’t be up so late anyways. Lance turned and blinked at the figure who had stopped in the doorway.

“Lance? What are you doing up?” Shiro asked, continuing to walk up to him. Lance almost flinched when the pain returned to his chest.

“Ah, Shiro. I couldn’t sleep, figured I would watch the stars.” Lance laughed as he looked out to the stars again, he was afraid to look at Shiro, he was found in a weak spot and he didn’t want Shiro to notice. He wasn’t a fool, he knew Shiro was more observant than he let on, and that was dangerous.

“Oh?” Shit, Shiro didn’t believe him “I hope you don’t mind me joining you” Shiro said and Lance nodded, trying to act tired to make up for his lack of boisterous nature.

Lance stared out at the stars and found his mind turning to his previous thoughts, his older sister Mira. He was very close to her and- Shaking his head discreetly, Lance forced his thoughts away, to talking with Blue, or teasing Pidge.

“Lance? You ok?” Shiro asked and Lance jumped a bit, Shiro was looking at him, trying to see his face. Lance blinked back more tears and turned to flash Shiro a smile.

“Of course!” Lance said, pulling on as much bravado as he could, but he was tired from holding up his mask all day, he hadn’t expected anyone to come into the observatory so he wasn’t prepared to throw it back up again.

“Lance.” Shiro was using that tone, Lance knew it too well, it wasn’t the Lance, enough tone, it was the I’m not that easy to fool, so start talking tone. He’s used it on Lance plenty enough times, but Lance always managed to escape it. No one was around to make a distraction, he couldn’t pick a fight with Keith, or use Hunk as a way of escape.

“I miss home.” Lance said, not entirely telling the truth. Shiro’s eyes softened as he nodded, Lance couldn’t help the feeling in his chest as he realized just how deep in love he was, and just how bad that was.

“We all do… It’s ok to be homesick, we all are. Protecting home is important too.” Shiro said and Lance bit his tongue to keep from lashing out, he was getting irritated, but he knew he shouldn’t be. He wasn’t used to being worried over, it was weird because he was so used to keeping people from noticing, he’s forgotten what it’s like.

“I-I know… I’m not going to leave, I just… feel bad for worrying my family, they have no idea where I am.” Lance said, before shaking his head and letting out a laugh, though it sounded empty to his own ears.

“Lance…”

“I’m fine, just tired is all.” Lance said, standing up and backing away a bit. Shiro stood up as well, and when he reached out to set a comforting hand on Lance’s shoulder, Lance fled.

“Good night Shiro.” Lance said, before turning tail and nearly running from the room. He heard Shiro mutter a ‘good night’ too, but he had been so focused on getting away he didn’t register it much.

Making it to his room, Lance sat on his bed and closed his eyes, clutching his chest as it became difficult to breathe. Lance coughed suddenly, it hurt and burned as he violently tried to expel whatever was in his lungs.

Lance blinked at the handful of petal in his hand, a few violet ones and white petals, blood was with them. Not much blood, but there was still some. A little blood dripped from his chin and Lance used his free hand to wipe it off as he let out a laugh.

Lance knew it was possible, despite how rare it was. He seen it happen, and now, he get’s to learn more about it… Because the seeds have already been planted.

Now they’re blooming, and things are going to get difficult.


Lance had always been told he was so much like Mira, too self-sacrificing and too quick to take the pain of others. Too thoughtful, too selfless, too much kindness and not enough selfishness.

He was too much like his beloved oldest sister, too quick to make people happy, no matter how much it hurt…

Now he was even more like her, falling in love and it being unrequited. Too sentimental to give up his feeling of love, and too selfless to tell anyone about it in fear it becomes requited because of it.

Hanahaki.

Laughing bitterly, Lance crushed the flowers in his hand as he shook his head, tears falling. His love would not be requited, there was no possibility, and because he knew that, and accepted it, they bloomed.

Shoving the flowers into a drawer, Lance cleaned his hands before running one hand through his hair. He knew it was foolish, he was too selfless to fall in love, too quick to accept his fate, too dearly holding on to something knows he can’t have.

Maybe that’s why he laughed, knowing he couldn’t fix it. He knew when the seeds were planted, he knew it, because he knew his feelings, so he knew when they started.

Coughing more, Lance stuffed more flowers into the drawer, wiping his hands on his black flight suit. Sitting on his bed, Lance recalled the day he found out Mira had Hanahaki.

Lance sighed as he finally got home, he managed to escape his bullies. Mira was visiting and he was excited to see her. She had been seeming down lately, her skin grew paler, she lost her bright smiles and grins, and she began to lock herself away. She was coming home more often though, and he he tried to make her happy, telling her stories and adventures he had just to get her to laugh, because she was pretty when she laughed.

He was happy to see her, he never really asked about her, because his Mama and Papa would grow sad. So he kept quiet and waited for the times she would visit.

Running inside, he set his bag down and ran towards her room to see if she was already there, only to stop at gagging in the bathroom. Quietly peeking through the crack in the door, to see his beloved sister vomiting in the toilet. He went in to rub her back and hold her hair back, he did it for his other sisters when they were sick, and some of his long haired brothers. It always made him feel better to know he could help out, even if it was just a little.

“Hermana?” Lance whispered, and his eyes widened in horror when he saw her vomiting up flowers and blood… Lots of it. He panicked and rushed to her, hugging her and sobbing, all the while she cried and hugged him close, whispering in a hoarse voice about how sorry she was.

Two months later, Lance came home and looked for his sister, she began living with them again, only to find her collapsed on the floor, blood and flowers pooled around her body.

“Mama! Mama! Mira, Mama, Mira!” Lance frantically called his mother, who rushed home to find him wailing and hugging his sister. The flowers grew and wrapped around her lungs in vines and blossoms, filling them and tearing them open, while crushing her ribs. She suffocated on the flowers and blood, dying at the delicate age of 23.

It killed Lance inside.

“Lance! Wake up!” Hunk called through the door and Lance jumped, he hadn’t realized he had been so lost in his memories. Tears fell down his cheeks and he was shaking, wiping his eyes Lance frantically shut the drawer with the petals in it. Mira died long ago, twelve years ago, and… He might just join her.

Standing up, Lance put on his armor and left his room, meeting Hunk in the hallway. He missed breakfast so Hunk came to check on him. Lance smiled confidently as he patted Hunk’s shoulder, playing his normal overconfident self.

“Sorry Hunk, Beauty sleep is important!” Lance boasted as Hunk lead him to the kitchen. Him and Hunk talking as normal, the day going by like every other. Training, talking, bonding.

Of course, Lance limited his interactions with Shiro the best he could, because he loved him. It was a horrible thing to know it would never be requited, and he almost got over his feelings for the slightly older teen, only to suddenly help save him and be trapped on the same ship with him. He hid his feelings so well, at least, until he acknowledged he wouldn’t have his feelings returned.

Then the flowers bloomed and his chest began to burn and contract. It got worse the more Shiro smiled and praised, the more Shiro touched him, the more he looked at Shiro.

It hurt, so so much. He wouldn’t let anyone know, and always brushed off their concern with a joke or snarky comment. Shiro would look at him suspiciously, after running into him on the observation deck, Lance never returned, instead hanging out in Blue’s hangar.

Shiro obviously knew Lance was limiting their interactions, and he didn’t look pleased at all. Lance laughed and joked with Hunk, teased Pidge, and bickered with Keith as usual during lunch, but then Shiro walked in and Lance’s chest constricted painfully, the more he was around Shiro, the more his love solidified and the more flowers grew, constricted, and filled his lungs. Lance rubbed his chest, trying to make it seem unsuspicious, before he excused himself from lunch.

“I’m heading to visit Blue.” Lance said as he stood up, Shiro had been there for a few minutes, but the pain was getting bad, the disease was getting worse. Standing up, Lance quickly turned and left the room, aware someone was following him. Turning, Lance tensed, it was Hunk and the look on Hunk’s face told Lance this wasn’t going to be pleasant.

“Lance, you feeling ok?” Hunk asked and Lance went to sigh, but leaned against the wall with a shoulder as he coughed harshly into his hands, eyes widening at the horrible timing, blood poured into his hand, as well as a bunch of petals, blue and white. Hunk gasped in horror.

“Lance! You have Hanahaki?” Hunk cried and Lance looked around, glad no one seemed to hear, because no one came rushing up.

“Hunk shh! It’s fine.” Lance said as he stuffed the flowers and blood into his pocket. Hunk opened his mouth to argue, but Lance shook his head. “Please Hunk, don’t tell anyone.”

“Who? Who is it?” Hunk asked and Lance frowned, he couldn’t tell Hunk it was Shiro. If Shiro knew, he would reciprocate his feelings, and Lance would feel like shit. Hunk set a comforting hand on Lance’s back as they leaned against the wall, Hunk partially blocked Lance from the end of the hallway where the kitchen was. The comforting affection and trust in him had Lance breaking, he couldn’t lie to Hunk anymore, he couldn’t do that to his best friend.

“I-It's… It’s Shiro.” Lance whispered, and Hunk blinked before he began to hug Lance closer. “I didn’t think I fell so hard. It’s… It started blooming when I realized I couldn’t be with him, it… It wasn’t possible.”

“This is going to be just like-” Hunk swallowed heavily, the weight of it hitting him. “Just like Mira…” Lance just nodded, and it was quiet before Hunk took a deep breath and sighed.

“Ok… I won’t tell anyone. But if they find out on their own, I’m not covering.”

“Thank you Hunk.” Lance whispered, leaning into Hunk as he wrapped him in an embrace, Lance loved Hunk’s hugs, it was comforting and warm. It felt safe, even with him dying. It hurt so much more to force his best friend to keep his feelings hidden, the chest pressure and pain was horrible, but he hated doing this to Hunk.

“You know, now I’m dying in a beautiful way.” Lance joked dryly and Hunk groaned as he tightened his grip. Hunk was a great friend, and though he knew Hunk would be distraught about Lance refusing to confess to Shiro, he still would keep his promise. The cure was right there, and Lance refused it, and it was going to kill Hunk inside.

“Please don’t joke about this… Never something this serious.” Hunk said and Lance nodded, before he was released and Hunked watched him go to the Blue lion’s hangar. Lance spent a lot of time there, Hunk often seen him sitting with the Blue lion and talking to her, sometimes he was in the Blue lion, sometimes just polishing her metal. The two were close, even Coran and Allura admitted that Lance and Blue had an unusually strong bond, even for the blue lion being the one of loyalty, bravery, and courage.

Hunk sighed as he turned to go back to the kitchen, blinking a bit in surprise as Shiro stepped out, nearly bumping into him.

“Oh, Hunk. Is Lance ok?” Shiro asked and Hunk nodded, smiling as he rubbed his neck.

“Yeah, Lance is ok. Just a little homesick is all.” Hunk said, turning and going into the kitchen, he was a terrible liar, and if he didn’t get away, he’d break his promise to Lance.


Shiro noticed it more during training, a while after Hunk found out. He had been noticing Lance was seemingly ignoring him, only talking with him when it came to missions, training, or when Shiro scolded him. Lance wasn’t joking around or just talking with him anymore, and it hurt.

Lance had been sparring with Keith when he had jolted, and slid around Keith before dropping his bayard and bolting from the room.

“Bathroom.” was all he choked out as Keith blinked in surprise and the others confusedly looked at each other. Hunk worriedly watched the door, Shiro nearly chased him down, but decided to wait.

It was nearly twenty minutes before Lance finally came back, his eyes were slightly puffy and his hair was ruffled a bit, most likely from running his hands through it. Lance looked pale, and that’s extremely worrying because the teen was normally tan. Lance laughed off their concern his hands stuffed into the pockets of his armor.

Keith grouched at Lance for running off in the middle of their spar, poking at Lance for being afraid, and Lance pointed a dark, kind of damp looking, gloved hand at Keith saying something about Keith’s mullet making him sick.

Shiro sighed and broke up the impending argument, catching on to the quick dodge Lance made to avoid Shiro’s touch. Turning and huffing, Lance turned to Hunk. Nothing was said, but Hunk smiled and Lance grinned back, something didn’t feel right and Shiro resisted the urge to force Lance to speak up. There was something he was missing.

If it was serious, Lance would say something. He never hesitated to say anything before.

“Let’s continue.” Lance said, turning back to Keith after retrieving his bayard. Shiro watched in concern as Lance sparred with Keith, he was hiding something, and it was bothering Shiro…

More frustrating, Lance was avoiding Shiro.

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Shiro didn’t want to bring it up, and he kept telling himself Lance would tell him eventually. Lance, however, continued to joke around and play it off, avoiding him, and coughing into his hand and dismissing it. Shiro admitted that if it wasn’t for the slight red on Lance’s hand, Shiro may have let it be.

Lance hid it well, frighteningly well that if he hadn’t caught on to something being wrong, he wouldn’t have known. Anytime someone brought up his cough, he would brush it off with his usual overconfidence and bravado. Shiro kept telling himself that if it was serious, Lance would tell him, but the way Lance has been avoiding their interactions made it clear he wouldn’t. So when Lance suddenly got up from dinner, spewing some excuse and bolting, Shiro followed him.

Lance had run to the bathroom and was crouched to to the toilet, huffing and coughing. Lance laughed weakly as he ran a shaking hand through his hair.

“Haha, figures…ack.” Shiro flinched when Lance started coughing, and vomiting, the sound of liquid hitting the toilet made Shiro worry. At first, he sounded like he had a space flu or something, but then Lance leaned back on his heels and put his slightly red stained hands on his knees, and Shiro caught sight of the blood splatters on the toilet seat and flower petals. Frozen in horror, Shiro watched as Lance suddenly threw himself over the toilet again and began vomiting more blood and petals, a lot of it.

“Lance?!” Shiro yelled as he rushed up, Lance’s eyes widening in horror at the sight of Shiro. “What’s going on?!” Shiro demanded and Lance scrambled and flushed the toilet, and blocked the blood on the seat as he faced Shiro.

“Nothing! It’s just the space flu!” Lance said quickly, and Shiro floundered for a minute, he didn’t actually know what space flu looked like, but this didn’t seem right.

Lance.” Shiro knew his sounded angry, and Lance flinched before standing up and shoving his hands in his pocket, his tense shoulders relaxed as Lance sighed, though it sounded rough. Lance could feel the barbs and vines in his throat and lungs.

“Seriously Shiro, it’s just the space flu, I didn’t say anything because it’ll just pass.” Lance said and Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose in anger, and to hide his hurt. He hated that Lance was hiding something from him, he may not know what the space flu looked like but something in the back of his head was telling him- screaming at him not to believe what Lance was saying, that something wasn’t right.

“I-Next time, you better tell what the hell is really going on.” Shiro said, his voice was intimidating and Lance looked away as Shiro stormed out of the bathroom, too angry to stay there and too afraid to let his hurt show and cause a problem. He was angry that Lance was lying to him, afraid that Lance didn’t trust him, it made his chest ache and burn.

Lance sagged on the bathroom floor, weakly breathing as tears welled up in his eyes. Brushing them away, he cleaned the blood up and the flowers, before making his way to his room. Lance was relieved that Shiro didn’t seem to remember what Hanahaki was, but he was also disgusted in himself for being caught.

“What am I supposed to do? I’m a fool.” Lance whispered to no one as he fell onto his back, the soft and comforting Altean mattress didn’t help his despair. Lance curled into himself and cried, quiet sobs and his body wracking in pain. The flowers blooming in his chest making it hard to breathe.

He was hurting everyone he loved, this disease was horrible. It was getting harder to hide, but now that Shiro knew, Lance was terrified everyone else would know. Blinking his teary eyes, Lance couldn’t stop the horrible memories from getting to him.

Mira coughing up blood and flowers, Angela starting to as well before being put into surgery. Lance threw and arm over his eyes as he let out a watery chuckle, though his chest burned and tightened.

“I’m sorry.” he whispered, he wasn’t going to have his feelings removed with the flowers. It was horrible. Angela never truly loved after that, and the one she loved never connected to her again, their bond ruined by the feelings being taken. He couldn’t risk ruining the bond, however fragile it must be now, with Shiro.

He couldn’t risk it, only hope that he could last long enough to do his duty until his death. Lance’s blue eyes dripped tears, locked onto the ceiling as he bitterly laughed, though it hurt terribly.

“It’s unfair.” His muttered, the beautiful flowers that fell from his lips, white hydrangeas and blue wisteria blossoms. Unfairly beautiful signs of his upcoming death. He always hated Hanahaki, it took Mira, shattered his family, stole an important bond from little Angela. She was only twelve, she didn’t deserve such a fate at a young age.

Sleep stole him away, into a darkness too terrifyingly familiar. Hospitals and graves, the very flowers trapped in his beloved sisters lungs graced the floor as she had her love taken, and familiar beautiful flowers gracing a far too familiar grave. Nightmares of memories, his broken family, his sisters, his scared little siblings, sad older siblings, his Mama’s broken heart, his Papa crying for the first time, but not the last.


Lance shot up in his bed, tears cascading down his face as he covered his mouth to muffle the screams that he knew would have been ripping from his throat had the flowers not been choking him. Coughing more up in the bathroom, Lance stumbled toward the hangars, he wanted to talk to Blue, to apologize for being too weak to give up his love. Only, he bumped into Keith, who was coming out of his room.

“What? What the hell are you doing up?” Keith whispered, but Lance only shook his head, reigning himself into control.

“Don’t worry about it mullet.” Lance said with his usual snark, but Keith only narrowed his eyes.

“What’s going on with you? Everyone is worried sick!” Keith hissed and Lance turned away, he could tell Keith was clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, he was too easily angered and impatient.

“Nothing you need to worry about mullet. It shouldn’t matter.” Lance said, he felt bad for his irritation, but he didn’t want Keith to know. He didn’t want anyone to know at all. Pulling from Keith’s reach, Lance turned and stalked down the hall to Blue, Keith fuming in the hallway. As soon as he was out of sight, Lance ran to Blue, rushing up to her as he coughed a few more flowers up.

“Hey Blue, I’m sorry.” He said as he ran a hand along her metal paw, the resounding purr through their bond and link comforted him.

Worry… Paladin… Affection. Lance smiled at the feelings, and laughed a bit at the image of them flying together.

“Of course Blue, til the moment every blossom stops.” Lance said and Blue rumbled in sadness, and Lance lowered his eyes a bit.

“I know, but there isn’t anything we can do Blue, I’m weak, I can’t risk it. I’m so sorry.” Lance said and Blue rumbled again, bending her head down so Lance could rub her nose, even though he knew she couldn’t feel it. He still did it because he knew she enjoyed it.

“I’ll do my best, but I can’t promise you something I can’t control. Night Blue.” Lance whispered, watching his lion return to her position. Leaving the hangar, Lance headed back to his room.

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Training the next day was awful, everyone was tensed and watching him in worry. Pidge knew something was off, but because no one said anything or jumped at him, Lance knew no one but Hunk knew of his disease. Shiro didn’t remember what it was, and he didn’t seem to go to Pidge with his concerns, so Lance continued training.

He did well, despite the pain and suffocating feeling. It wasn’t until Lance suddenly leaned over and began gasping as a flower blocked his air way. Coughing, Lance’s eyes widened in horror as everyone rushed over to him. Shaking away the hands and escaping, Lance collapsed against the wall of the training room, he faintly heard someone stop the training. Lance held a hand against the wall for support as everyone called out for him in worry, but his vision was going dark as he tried to dislodge the flower in his throat.

It was a full patch of Hydrangea, not just a few tiny individual blossoms. Lance weakly groaned as someone grabbed his shoulders.

Shit…” Was all he gasped out, as he slumped down, everything going dark.

~

Lance sprung up from the bed he was laid in, the burning in his chest and constriction was still there. Blinking, Lance barely registered someone speaking, maybe to him or not… He couldn’t tell.

“M-Mira…” Lance choked out as a petal fell from his lips. Suddenly, he noticed someone was shaking him. Eyes adjusting, he realized it was Coran, and he was speaking.

“C-Coran?” Lance asked Coran sighed, Pidge was in the room too. Rubbing his eyes, Lance turned to Coran.

“Pidge and Hunk explained to me what this Hanahaki disease is. Quiet odd that flowers grow in your chest. But! It would be rather easy to remove them, despite that you have a rather lot.” Coran said and Lance shook his head, waving off Coran as he stood.

“Lance, don’t be stupid.” Pidge said and Lance sighed as he tested his balance, before sticking his hands into his pocket.

“I’m not… I know what this does.” Lance said and Pidge rubbed her eyes. Lance groaned as he turned to face her.

“Lance! This isn’t something you can just brush off!” Pidge yelled, frustrated tears collecting in her eyes as Coran set a hand on her shoulder.

“If nothing changes, you’ll be getting the surgery no matter what.” Coran stated and Lance shot a bitter look at the Altean.

“No. Nope. Not gonna happen.” Lance said as he stalked towards the door, Pidge groaned and followed him, but he didn’t miss her worry.

“Lance, we need to tell the others. You shouldn’t be hiding this.” Pidge spoke up and Lance whirled on her, a horrified and fear wracked expression.

“No!” Lance said and Pidge jumped, before Lance turned away and covered his eyes. “Please, just… Let me tell them, I just need a little time.”

“Lance! You have fucking flowers in your lungs!” Pidge cried out exasperated and Lance turned to look at her, blue eyes glistening with tears.

“Please Pidge.” Lance muttered and Pidge’s breath hitched but she nodded, though he knew she would tell them if he didn’t sometime soon.

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Lance didn’t get to his room in time, hoping to avoid Shiro. He knew the others knew he had Hanahaki, but he knew Keith and Hunk wouldn’t say anything. Keith, because he probably was too emotionally distraught and Hunk was probably panicking so they wouldn’t be able to explain.

Lance seen his room, but failed to get there because Shiro suddenly grabbed him by the waist, pinning him to the wall. Lance tried to force his feelings down, he couldn’t start blushing and stuttering, this wasn’t the time.

“You aren’t going anywhere, now talk.” Shiro growled out, his flesh arm was gripping his waist and his Galra arm was on the wall beside Lance’s head.

“I-I don’t know-” Shiro caged Lance in more at Lance’s attempt at escaping. Shiro narrowed his eyes as he kept Lance trapped.

“Lance-” Shiro was cut off as Lance shook his head, trying to figure a way to escape.

“It’s nothing Shiro!” Lance exasperatedly said, he couldn’t tell him it was because he loved him. It would put unnecessary blame on Shiro. He couldn’t blame himself if Lance never told him.

“This isn’t nothing Lance!” Shiro yelled and Lance tried pushing Shiro away, but the slightly older teen refused. Fully pinning Lance against the wall, Shiro narrowed his eyes, daring Lance to lie.

Then the alarms went off, signalling they were under attack. Shiro growled as he narrowed his eyes at Lance.

“We aren’t done talking.” Shiro said, before letting Lance free, and they both ran to the hangars. Getting into their lions, Lance let out a relieved breath.

Lance felt awful, Shiro may have sounded angry, but Lance has a lot of siblings, he knew when someone was using anger to hide worry and fear.


The Galra kept them from forming Voltron, so they had to fight separately. Lance coughed up more flowers, Blue keeping them from being damaged while he threw up more flowers and blood. It was getting worse, the flowers were nearly fully bloomed and there was more blood.

Lance glanced at the controls and sighed a bit, the rest were doing good. Rushing and clearing more ships, Lance cursed in spanish as he was knocked to the ground. Blue was knocked out of commission for the most part. Lance could hear the others yelling at him as he left Blue, yelling at him to return to the controls.

“Blue’s out of commission, gonna have to do it the hard way.” Lance yelled back, shooting all the Galra rushing towards him, shooting ships out of the sky, protecting Blue the best he could.

“Lance! It’s not safe!” Shiro yelled at him, and Lance felt bad, there was terror in Shiro’s tone and he couldn’t help but like the concern. Shoving it back, Lance choked as his body felt on fire, his chest was crushing and he couldn’t breathe, but he kept shooting.

It wasn’t long till Blue jumped back in and blasted a Glara ship out of the sky, saving Lance from what would have been his demise. The battle was done and Lance could hear everyone breathing out and calming down over the comms.

“Lance?” Hunk spoke and Lance put his bayard away. Grunting, Lance began coughing violently, the terrified voices of his friends nearly overlapping each other over the comms.

“Lance!”

“Shit! Lance!”

“What the hell is going on Lance?!”

“Don’t you dare Lance!”

Lance blinked at the waterfalls of blood and flowers falling from his lips. Blinking blearily, Lance heard him being yelled at not to pass out. Lance laughed though, as he hunched over and began vomiting up more waterfalls of blood and flowers, so beautiful despite the fact that it was a sign he was going to die soon.

“Lance! Shit, don’t- god please!” Shiro cried into the comms, and Lance felt himself chuckle bitterly. He didn’t see his life flash before his eyes like in books or something, he just felt the pulling sensation in the back of his mind. He was in a lot of pain, and he felt weak as the world seemed to darken.

“O-Oh shit…” Lance said as the black lion landed near him, he looked at the ridiculous amount of blood and flowers, there was so much.

Lance finished coughing, and blinked at the figure running towards him as he crumpled. He got caught before fully hitting the ground as all the lions landed. Blinking up, Lance realized Shiro was yelling at him and looked on the verge of tears.

“Lance! Shit shit shit, don’t close your eyes!” Shiro was yelling, not understanding what was going on as the others dropped to their knees around him. He vaguely noted that Shiro wasn’t mad anymore, if anything, he look horrified.

“Shit! Why didn’t you tell anyone you had Hanahaki?” Keith yelled and Lance let out a pained cough, another flower falling from his mouth.

“I-I did…” Lance weakly said and Hunk shook his head.

“You should have told us all, not convinced me to keep quiet.” Hunk cried and the group began to panic. Pidge muttering quick explanations on the Hanahaki disease while Shiro rushed Lance to his lion. Hunk and Yellow brought Blue up to the castle ship while Shiro panicked with Lance and his fading pulse.

“Shit, god, Lance please.” Shiro muttered in panic as tears fell. He didn’t know what to do, he was missing to many memories, he couldn’t remember what Hanahaki disease’s cure is or if there even was a cure. His chest was burning and he felt like he was suffocating, fear and terror ripping him apart at the seams.

“I-It’s F-Fine…” Lance weakly said as he struggled to breathe, the flowers were getting worse, it was almost time. It’s been going on since they left Earth, but Lance has loved Shiro longer than that, which was why it was so bad.

“It’s not! Please, oh shit, Lance don’t leave… What do I do?” Shiro was definitely panicking now as they landed in the hangars.

“D-Don’t… Don’t let them… re-remove my l-love.” Lance muttered and Shiro blinked, before he finally remembered.

“Shit shit, who do you love? Fuck, we can find a way to-”

“S-Shiro… S-Stop…” Lance whispered and Shiro began to sob as he ran from his lion to the infirmary.

“Y-You can’t die! P-Please, d-don’t leave us… Don’t leave me.” Shiro cried, his hidden feelings, locked and pushed way coming to light. The others remained quiet as Pidge cried with Hunk, and Keith kept his eyes cast on the floor, tears dripping from his chin, Allura and Coran unable to do anything.

“S-Sorry…. S-Shiro.” Lance muttered as he lifted a shaky hand to Shiro’s cheek, having been placed on a medical bed. Shiro felt his chest burn, it hurt so bad, but he was too distraught to care.

“Please Lance… I love you.” Shiro begged, the last part his whispered as he closed his eyes and sobbed, the other paladins already past that point as they openly sobbed, wailed, and cried. Allura turned away and Coran covered his teary face in his hand.

Lance fell limp, and that was what shattered everyone. Shiro stood up, his chest aching as he brushed Lance’s hair back. Lance’s head fell to the side, everyone calmed down and grief strickenly moved over to Lance.

Only for blood and flowers to fall from his lips, Lance began to violently cough and hack it up. The blood stopped coming, but Lance continued to cough.

“Lance!”

“Shit, breathe man breathe!”

“He’s choking Keith, he can’t breathe!”

“Not the time Pidge!”

“Q-Quiznak-” Lance muttered before violently coughing again, Shiro helped him sit up, though Lance kept leaned over as he hacked up flowers. There were so many that just piled up, Shiro was terrified, and the other’s panicked as they tried to help, rubbing Lance’s back, helping Lance remove the flora by gently pulling the flowers and vines out.

It was a long painful process, but Lance finally fell still. Panicked, Pidge checked his pulse, but breathed in relief at the weak, but still there, pulsing. Lance was quickly scanned and laid back down, until those last few flowers come out, Coran couldn’t put him into a cryopod. Shiro didn’t let anyone try to perform the surgery, Lance had been adamant about that.

Then, about an hour later, Lance began coughing again, so they helped him up and lean over, as more flowers fell, then silence.

Everyone started crying, he was breathing, and coughing, but no more flowers fell from his lips. Coran scanned him again, before rushing him into a cryopod.

Then it was a waiting game. Shiro never left the room, watching Lance rest in the pod and heal, others came in and watched over him, or made Shiro eat.

Not once did Shiro leave the infirmary.

~

Lance vaguely remembered collapsing after the battle was over, he remembered darkness and flowers, then he remembered Shiro holding him and crying as Lance talked to him, but Shiro didn’t hear him over his panic and tears.

It’s fine… I accepted this… He remembered thinking that he was going to die choking on his blood and pretty flowers, though he thought it was nice to be in the arms of someone he loved.

Then Mira crossed his mind, she died alone, in pain and suffering, and Lance felt awful to have the person he loved hold him while he died.

Then he was thrown into darkness again, blood and familiar flowers surrounded him. White hydrangeas, blue wisteria, all so pretty, but they floated endlessly in the blood. Lance cupped one in his hands, vaguely aware that something was off, but unable to register it. Looking at his reflection in the blood, Lance noticed blood dripped from his chin and ran down his bare chest to meet the blood he was waist deep in.

Lance

Blinking he looked around, someone was calling him… Who was it?

Lance!

Shaking his head, he turned back to the blood, only to see a woman in white sitting in a white boat. She was beckoning him with a hand, her skin was nearly translucent, her eyes were closed and long bright hair framed her face. There were flowers falling from her mouth, the same ones Lance seen all around him.

Lance!

Hesitant, Lance decided to ignore the voice, going to the woman. The flowers were beautiful, and maybe she would lead him to other flowers. Reaching to touch the blue wisteria blossoms on the bow of her boat, Lance ripped his hand away as a familiar voice called out again.

Please Lance!

The woman beckoned him more impatiently, and Lance reached out again.

I love you.

Lance blinked as the voice finally opened his eyes. Shiro? Lance wondered, turning from the woman, and looking out over the blood and blackness, tons of white hydrangeas and blue wisteria floated in the blood, but Lance couldn’t see the source of the voice. Suddenly, Lance began to sink in the blood, it whirled around him with the flowers, the woman and boat disappearing.

“Quiznak.” Lance muttered as he was suddenly coughing up flowers and shit tons of them. A little blood too, he heard people talking but he was exhausted, his chest hurt and he felt like he was under water, so everything sounded distorted.

Next thing Lance knew, he was stumbling out of the cryopod, confused, dazed, and tired. Someone caught him, and on instinct, Lance tried to pull away.

“Lance!” the person holding him cried out in relief, and Lance blinked, he couldn’t quite think, his mind fuzzy from the pain he had been in and just coming from the cryopod.

“W-Wha? W-Who?” Lance muttered, coughing violently, but no blood or flowers came out thankfully.

“It’s me, Shiro. Pidge, Hunk, Keith, Coran and Allura too.” The voice said and Lance nodded weakly.

“Ugh… Am I dead?” Lance groaned as he suddenly dropped limp, he heard his name being yelled and then nothing.


Shiro jumped at the sound of Lance’s cryopod opening, the tired teen stumbled out and into Shiro’s arms, saving him from hitting the ground. Shiro hugged him close, so relief swarming his being. The burning lessened, but was still there.

“Lance!” Shiro cried in relief, everyone else jumping and rushing over. Lance coughed violently, but no blood or flowers fell.

“W-Wha? W-Who?” Lance muttered, sounding dazed as he finished coughing. Shiro pulled away a bit as he smiled at Lance.

“It’s me, Shiro. Pidge, Keith, Hunk, Coran and Allura too.” Shiro said, watching Lance in worry. Lance blinked slowly before he nodded weakly.

“Ugh…Am I dead?” Then he suddenly collapsed, but he was still breathing. Shiro hugged him close, before lifting him up. Nodding to the others, they followed Shiro to Lance’s room, only to grimace when they opened the door. Blood and flower petals littered his bed and floor, a half open drawer was filled with bloody flowers, they didn’t even dare look in the bathroom.

“I’ll… put him in my room.” Shiro said and the others nodded, Coran and Hunk moving to clean Lance’s room while Pidge and Keith worriedly watched Lance be moved to Shiro’s room.

Setting Lance down, Shiro covered him and breathed out in relief. The pain in his chest was gone, Lance was alive and breathing. Standing up, Shiro quickly pressed a kiss to Lance’s forehead. He’d apologize for being mad when Lance woke up and was coherent.

He cornered and yelled at Lance because he was worried and upset that Lance was lying to him and hiding things from him. He was fed up with Lance running and avoiding him to, so he pinned Lance to get answers.

Who knew his desperation to strengthen their bond would bring so many complications? For now, Shiro just wanted Lance to be ok.

They would figure the rest out later.


Well there it is, I know it’s short and probably a mess. I love the Hanahaki disease Au, its a great way to have angst and tragedy.

EXO react when their kid hits them in the nuts

yeah this is weird but i’m weird af so it’s okie :)


Sehun:*screamed when his kid accidentally threw a ball at his balls but turned the scream into a high note so his kid laughed and didn’t feel bad that he caused immense damage to his dad’s genitalia*


Kai:*he’s so great with kids that when his son threw a toy at his crotch he hid the pain in his eyes, blinked the tears back and laughed along with his smiling child bc he a gr8 dad ok find a better one*


Tao:*silently wiped tears away after his daughter launched a water bottle at him, hitting him right in the nuts. He turned to you with the saddest look on his face you’d ever seen and said:*

“Y/N in the unlikely event my balls can still produce kids after this ordeal, and as much as I love this one, we are not having more”


D.O:*his kid was sitting on his lap and whilst trying to get comfy accidentally punched him in the crotch. He turned round, smiling through the pain, to see you laughing uncontrollably as you’d had full view of the whole thing*


Chanyeol:*you heard him yelling from three rooms away, and when you went in to see what the hell the problem was you saw Chan lying on the floor cry-laughing whilst your son was standing looking down at him in bewilderment, not aware he’d just kicked his dad right in the nuts*


Chen:*y’all were on a family trip out and it was bloody freezing, so Jongdae opened his coat for his daughter to snuggle into. Only she may have wacked him in the balls whilst doing so, but since you were in public he couldn’t make noise so he stood there with this face for like ten minutes trying to recover*


Baekhyun:*was being attacked by your two sons, one trapping him in a headlock the other trying to tickle him but accidentally elbowing him in the nuts instead. You watched the whole thing in amusement and pride that you were raising two kids that could defeat Byun Baekhyun*


Lay:*loves his daughter to death but even his patience was wearing thin with her when she’d decided it would be hilarious to try and punch her dad in the crotch. Once she succeeded he lifted her up, placed her on your lap and left the room to go recover*

“Papa’s leaving it’s mother-daughter bonding time now”


Suho:*your daughter was having a tantrum and was throwing toys and books around her room, whilst Junmyeon was trying to calm her sassy ass tf down. However he happened to be in range of the next book that came flying through the air, the edge just hitting him in the nuts and he winced in pain*

“I’m fine :)”


Kris:*despite the ungodly pain, he was quick to forgive his daughter when she hit him right in the nuts with a toy, since it was an accident and you admired how well-natured he is with her top dad no.2 here*


Luhan:*a total drama queen when his daughter punched him in the balls by accident, and he spent the day contemplating everything*

Y/N:“Lu you’ve been staring into space all da-”

L:“Shh a great mind is at work here”


Xiumin:*he’s so patient and good-natured that he barely reacted when your son elbowed him in the nuts whilst climbing all over his lap. He simply flinched and continued playing with him bc super dad 3.0 lol as you giggled at the whole thing*


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You Not Him- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by th3littlemermaid14

Ok so I apparently can only write when I’m tired because when I’m wide awake I hate what I write, but when I’m half asleep I love it. I don’t know! Anyway! Here’s some more of the Swedish bean we all know and love! Enjoy!

Warning: cursing, drinking/drunk

Anon Request: heyy could you do one where you accidentally confess/tell Andre that you think his friend is hot and he gets insecure and maybe starts to try to look more like the friend but then a really cute ending?

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              For the first time in your relationship, you got to meet Andre’s Swedish friends.

Keep reading

One day at a time (chapter 2) Lin-Manuel x Reader

Read part 1 here

Summary: This is Inspired by Lin’s adorable tweet about him messing around on tinder. Lin gets chatting to you via Tinder while logged onto his friend’s account and fluff ensues. After messaging him for a couple of days he decides it’s time to meet.

Warnings: Nothing but fluff with some hints of angst. Oh and I swear more than I realize.

Word count: 4151

Tags: I think this is everyone who wanted a tag, I’m so sorry if I forgot anyone @ruth-hamilton-delrio@iputmyselfintothenarrative@hamiltonwrotetheother51@invisiblerambler@mofoing-democraftic-republican@thedoctorsnerdgirl@21phantasticromances

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It was 1.30am when you got to the 24 hour diner after Lin had texted you directions. You stopped just outside the door. Inside you could see the back of what might be Lin’s head and you hesitated. What were you doing here? Catching a cab in the early hours of Christmas eve morning to meet a stranger you’d sent messages to for 2 days? This wasn’t like you. You weren’t impulsive and brave. You were cautious and shy. You were the kind of person in bed by 10pm (when you weren’t plagued with insomnia), you were the kind of person who flossed daily, and flaked out on plans to stay home and write. And you were also the kind of person to be in a long term relationship with the love of your life only to be dumped at a moment’s notice for someone else. Ok so maybe this wasn’t your usual behavior, but maybe it should be.

The instant warmth of the diner brought a flush to your cheeks as you headed inside, and approached Lin, who was nervously scrolling through his phone.

“Hi!” you said, far too brightly, trying to appear confident, as though this was the kind of thing you did all the time. Lin instantly turned his head, a warm smile spreading across his face.

“Hey you came!”

He stood up to meet you, absentmindedly flattening down his hair, grinning.

You almost reached out to shake his hand before realizing how utterly formal and ridiculous that would be. You were suddenly very aware of your posture, your arms, the way you were standing, and you weirdly felt clunky and awkward and self conscious. Luckily Lin didn’t seem struck with the same sense of awkwardness as you, and he leaned in to hug you, kissing you quickly on the cheek.  His soft navy blue jumper smelled faintly of christmas cookies.

You sat down in the booth opposite him and removed your scarf and gloves, as you frantically wished your nerves away. He smiled, looking down at his cup, and biting his lip, then bringing his eyes back up to meet yours. The way he looked at you… You felt a shiver run down your spine. Could you just skip the getting to know you conversations and move straight to biting his lip for him?

“Hey so I’ve got something for you!” Lin said brightly, placing a brown paper bag in front of you, grinning.

You hesitantly peered inside and then laughed.

“You actually brought me empanadas?”

“Of course! I didn’t want to lure you out after midnight with the promise of empanadas and then not actually provide empanadas. I’m not a monster!” He took a sip of his coffee and peered at your over the cup.

You smiled.

“Well thank you, you are so sweet! I mean, this is sweet… ” you said, cringing at the words as they tumbled out of your mouth.

“Ok, I’m sorry” you said laughing. “I’ve gonna be straight up and just admit I am the worst at flirting. I don’t usually do this” you said while gesturing at him.

Lin laughed. “Ok well this” he said, mirroring your gesture, “is just coffee. It’s just coffee, in the early hours of a morning with a total stranger who hasn’t been able to stop thinking about you. But seriously, it’s just coffee, it doesn’t have to mean anything bad.”

As if by magic, the lone waitress appeared at your table, placing a cup of coffee in front of you, and re-filling Lin’s empty cup without a word. There was a silent understanding that anyone entering the diner at 1.30am on christmas eve must be in need of coffee. She left you both to it and you clutched the cup in front of you, grateful to have something to fidget with.

“Is this weird?” You asked.

Sending texts off into the ether and having a crush on someone from the safety of your own home was fine enough, but the reality of the situation had begun so settle.

“I mean, is it weird, meeting like this so quickly? You don’t know me, and I don’t know you.”

Lin sensed your unease and leaned forward, his eyes soft and reassuring.

“Hey I just really liked talking to you, there’s no pressure ok? I know my constant barrage of texts today might have felt a bit too much.”

“Are you kidding? I felt like I was annoying you with all my  messages!”

He leaned back and grinned

“Ok good! So we’re both around the same level of annoyingness. That’s good to know. But honestly, it doesn’t feel weird.” He said, shrugging. “I couldn’t sleep, you couldn’t sleep, you’ve inadvertently spoiled Gilmore Girls for me, what else were we gonna do?”

You laughed, watching him get animated and gesturing wildly about Gilmore Girls at 1.30am was positively endearing.

“Also you sounded sad, I was worried. I really just wanted to see you.” He said, his fingers circling the top of his coffee mug.

“Wait, so you mean this isn’t just a sleazy tinder hook up?”

Lin winced, “Sleazy? Well technically we aren’t on tinder anymore, and what’s so sleazy about it if we were?” And there he went, biting his lip again. You couldn’t tell if it was a nervous habit or if he subliminally knew that watching him bite his lip stirred deep flickering waves in your stomach.

You stared at him, studying his face. His whole face, not just his lips this time.

“Ok I gotta ask because this is really bugging me now, where do I know you from? Did you go to Palmer’s High?”

He smiled awkwardly and looked down at his coffee.

“Sorry, not me.”

“Is it the Union library, did you used to work weekends?”

He shook his head looking embarrassed and cleared his throat.

“I’m Lin-Manuel Miranda” He said, squirming in his seat, his eyes still staring at his coffee cup before looking up at you expectantly.

You mouthed the name to yourself, testing the words out on your tongue, until you stopped in your tracks. You stared at him, blinking incredulously.

“Fuck off!” you exclaimed without thinking, before covering your mouth with your hand.

”Sorry, sorry sorry! I didn’t mean that! It’s just… oh god I feel like an idiot!” You took a breath and looked at him again.

“Well… ok then…hello Lin-Manuel Miranda!”

“Hi!” Lin smiled sheepishly. “And you don’t have to say the full name each time by the way.”

You laughed, shaking your head as your evening elevated to new surreal heights.

“You know you really should have prepared me for this in one of your many messages today” you said.

Lin leaned back “You didn’t seem to recognize me from my name or any photos I sent and honestly that was just kind of nice so I guess, yeah I didn’t say anything. Anyway, shall we move on?”

You nodded, smiling.

And you did move on.

You talked about break ups, about writing,about families, about the first single you ever bought.

“Roxanne Shante? No way! ” Lin exclaimed in surprise, clutching his hands to his chest.

“What can I say, I had a ridiculously cooler older brother who used to take my to this second hand vinyl store and practically forced records into my hands.”

“Ok well, let’s hear it for cooler older siblings everywhere” Lin chuckled while raising his coffee mug in the air. You smiled and joined him, clinking your mug with his.

“Wait, wait, wait!” Lin’s voice dropped an octave and he placed his hands on the table looking deadly serious.

“Can we please geek out about Roxanne’s beef with KRS-One?”

You shook your head and laughed.

“Oh no, you best not be dragging Roxanne?” You said, pursing your lips in mock rage.

“What? No way!” Lin practically spluttered. “Roxanne’s Revenge is UNFUCKINGBELIEVABLE!”

You turned your head to see the waitress tutting, peering over the counter and rolling her eyes at the overexcitable pottymouth Lin. You looked back at Lin who giggled like a naughty kid, flashing you an embarrassed smile.

You talked about favorite places to write (his: while walking his dog, yours: while on the subway), you talked about the paralysis you feel when you experience mindblowing art, and you both talked about the frustrations of having obsessive personalities, of not knowing what it’s like to just like something a normal amount.

“So you’re telling me that there’s this painting, sorry, not just a painting,this life altering painting that means the world to you. In fact it means so much to you that someday you want to write a book about it. But you’ve never actually even seen it in person, never got to look at it up close?”

You nodded as Lin shook his head, staring at you in disbelief.

“Well for a start the painting is permanently housed in Barcelona,” you explained “ it’s never exhibited outside of Europe, and I’m not exactly made of money. But I’ll see it one day.” You said wistfully before catching yourself, feeling embarrassed.

“Sorry, I swear I don’t usually just ramble on about art for 20 minutes at a total stranger.”

“Are you kidding, you’ve just listened to me talk about the intricacies of Sondheim for way longer than is considered polite. I live for this stuff, this is the kind of thing that keeps me up at night. If you can’t be obsessed over things then what’s the point?”

“Well I guess you have kind of made a career out of it” you smiled.

“It’s not about that’” He saved waving his hand, “ It’s about the obsessions. The ideas and things you love that won’t leave you alone. Those are the ideas worth having.”

You smiled nervously, you’d never met anyone who got it. Even Kay had dismissed your love of art as something that was frivolous and pretentious. You barely knew this guy, and he got it.

“You need to see this painting.” Lin said, his face deadly serious. “Honestly, I feel like I need to see this painting now.”

You laughed

“Promise me you’ll see it.”

“Well not right now, but sure, that’s the plan.“ you said

This didn’t feel like the awkward conversations of first dates you’d remembered. Everything felt familiar, he was easy to talk to, although every now and then you’d catch yourself. You’d find yourself staring longingly at his lips mid-conversation, your stomach fizzing with pangs of excitement, reminding you that you ought to feel nervous. He made you feel nervous and comfortable all at the same time. Was there a word for that?

Until It was 4 am and you realized his hand was resting gently on yours, his thumb softly stroking yours.  His touch was so light as he continued to speak. You tried so damned hard to listen to him but his touch made it hard to concentrate. This wasn’t just coffee. Couldn’t you just be kissing him now?

“So I guess the bad news is that I’m going back to London next week. “ He said, sighing while looking down at his thumb, watching it tracing patterns against your skin.

His words shook you out of your haze and you quickly looked up at him.

“We start filming again in the new year and I’m kind of living there at the moment. Hence the jetlag.”

“Oh” You said. Not knowing what to say.

You had no right to feel disappointed. This was just coffee, you didn’t even know what this was, or if you even wanted anything beyond coffee at the moment, that all seemed to heavy and big to deal with. But you also hated the idea of a ticking clock looming large on the horizon.

“So are you saying this is a sleazy tinder hookup?” you laughed nervously.

“No,no,no, I just mean…I just mean I like you. I like talking to you. And I guess I just wanted to be upfront. But I also want to see you again. Unless you don’t want to.”

He looked up at you, biting his goddamn lip again and your words caught in your throat.

“I want to.” you said shakily and he smiled.

“Good” He said grinning.

“Although maybe next time it can be at a more sensible hour.” Your eyelids suddenly feeling very heavy.

Lin stretched out and let out a yawn and groaned.

“I’m supposed to be saying insanely clever and articulate things in an interview in a few hours” He said, looking at his watch and laughing. “I’m gonna pay for this later on. But it was worth it.” His eyes twinkled and the way he looked at you made you blush.

You gathered your scarf and gloves as Lin went to the counter to pay for the endless supply of coffee, dropping in an extra tip by way of an apology for how loud you’d both been. He held the door open for you, placing his hand against the small of your back to guide you out, and you shivered from the cold and his touch.

“Can I see you again? Soon?” He asked eagerly,as you stepped out onto the sidewalk, his eyes pleading.

“I’d really like that.” you breathed, suddenly forgetting how to speak.

The last 3 hours had passed in a whirlwind of surprisingly easy conversation, but now you felt the words stutter at the back of your throat as nerves took over, and shyness seeped through you. You wanted to break the silence, your brain whirred as you tried to think of something to say. Something clever, something funny, something to make him want you. Instead you just blurted: “It’s so cold!”

You shivered and he put his hands on your arms, rubbing them to warm you up.

“Let’s get you warm” he said in a low hushed tone.

He took the scarf you were holding in your hands and looped it around your neck, stepping forward so that his face was just inches away from yours and you could feel his breath as you shivered. He glanced up, his eyes locking with yours, and his mouth hung slightly open as he looked at you longingly. Before you could even think, before you could even speak, before you could even breathe he was pulling the ends of your scarf towards him, pulling your face close until his lips were on yours.

His slips were soft, slow, and longing. His top lip grazed against yours, sending shockwaves across your body. You trembled as he held onto your scarf, his kisses growing more urgent as he pushed against you, pressing your back against the outside wall of the diner. His nose squished softly against your cheek as his lips darted across yours. You trembled and cupped his face with your hands, kissing him hungrily, pushing your hands back in his hair, and his own hands fell down to your waist, gripping you tightly, pulling your body tight against his.

Your hands fell to his shoulders as you both broke away for air. His hands stayed firmly on your waist, and his mouth hung open as he gazed at you You felt drunk from the lack of sleep and from his kisses.

“You know I don’t have to be anywhere for a few hours if you wanted to come back and just…sleep.” He whispered, his lips hovering over yours. You groaned softly.

“As much as I would love to …sleep. I don’t think that’s a good idea right now. I mean I should probably get home and actually sleep in my own bed.”

Lin inhaled deeply and nodded wearily. He leaned forward, gently cupping your cheek. He kissed you quickly, leaving your lips tingling in anticipation, before softly kissing your nose then your forehead.  His hands still held your waist, and your skin felt electric, aware of every slight touch.

“You are so very sensible.” He smiled.



“Wait, what the actual fuck?” Melissa screamed in your ear.

“I’m away for 2 weeks and you went on a date with Lin-Manuel Miranda? Are you messing with me?”

You sighed. “For the last time, I’m not messing with you. This all really happened.”

Melissa’s jaw hung open, her eyes were wild as you filled her in on the surreal events of the last 2 weeks. You told her about the accidental catfishing, the many many messages, the first date at 1.30am on Christmas eve, the second date the day after Christmas. And the dates which then followed. Melissa had sat on your couch, open mouthed, struggling to keep up. The absurdity of the entire situation was not lost on you.

From that first kiss at the diner on Christmas eve morning you’d thought of nothing else but kissing him again. As soon as you’d headed back to your apartment to finally sleep, you’d instantly regretted not going back with Lin. You closed your eyes replaying the kiss a thousand times in your head, longing for his lips again, wanting to feel his skin, and daydreaming of his touch. You wondered what it would be like to wake up next to him but then felt foolish, shaking the image from your head, knowing that whatever was happening between you, was bound to end as soon as he headed back to London. You’d laid in bed cursing yourself as your phone vibrated. A sleepy selfie of Lin popped up on your screen with a message:

Lin: Wish you were here zzzzz

Then Christmas day hit and you were alone. You didn’t exactly regret your choice of not visiting your Trump supporting parents for christmas. Their homophobic tendencies meant they had never really approved of Kay in the 5 years you’d been together. They had made it clear in previous years that you weren’t welcome home for the holidays if Kay accompanied you. But now with Kay gone your mom had suddenly reached out to you inviting you back for the holidays as though nothing had ever happened..  

So naturally you opted for your first christmas alone, eating froot loops while watching Elf, and spending the rest of the day writing. It was the same as any other day really, although the holidays were naturally designed to make the recently dumped feel lonely. And at least for the last few days you’d had Lin to distract you, but today as Lin was caught up in family duties, you found yourself looking back over old photographs of Kay, brooding over nostalgia. But even without Lin to distract you, you found yourself wallowing less. Sure, it hurt to look back, but you didn’t cry this time, you didn’t feel that heart-wrenching ache that had consumed you for the last few weeks. It was just a dull manageable ache, and you felt reassured that maybe this was a sign that you were moving on. You already felt lighter, less miserable, and you felt nervous anticipation as Lin messaged you that evening asking you on a date the very next day.

“Second date? Please please please tell me you went home with him this time!” Melissa begged, popping the candy she’d brought you as a gift into her mouth, her face rapt with attention.

“Um, not exactly” You said.

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?” Melissa yelled, throwing a piece of candy at you.

“I mean we never made it to his.” You said, throwing the piece of candy back at her.  “We never really made it out at all”

“OHHHH.” Melissa said, her mouth falling open.


You’d invited him into your apartment for just a minute before you were due to head out for your official second date. You had dinner reservations, and and a schedule to stick to, and you were already running late as you rummaged around your room for your missing earring.

“Found it! Sorry, that took forever. Ready to go?” You said as you finally emerged from the bedroom.

Lin jumped up from the couch where he’d been patiently waiting,.

“Sure!”

He turned to face you, his eyes lingered on your lips, before raising his eyes to meet yours. His mouth hung open and the corners of his lips curled  into a smile.

“You are beautiful” he said in a low hushed voice.

The way he breathed as he spoke gave you goosebumps. The way he looked at you now made you feel naked. You swallowed nervously, and then in an instant  his mouth was on yours  

His kisses this time were quick, deep, and hungry, not the soft slow sleepy kisses from Christmas eve. His lips pressed urgently against yours and you gasped as his hand reached around you, holding you in place at the small of your back, pulling you closer while he kissed you. His other hand cupped the back of your head, his fingers clutching at your hair as his lips rapidly pressed against yours. You gripped his shoulders and his body pressed tightly against you. He broke away from your lips,  planting small butterfly kisses across your cheek, down to your ear lobe, and across your neck.

“We’re late, we really should get going” you said in between ragged breaths.  

You gasped as he found the spot on your neck which made you weak, and you reached out, tugging his hair, urgently pulling his lips back to yours. You gently bit his bottom lip, and a soft small groan escaped his lips. You pulled away.

“Bedroom…. Now.” You breathed.


Melissa’s mouth hung open in anticipation.

“Don’t you DARE leave me hanging as it’s getting to the good bit!” screeched Melissa

You shrugged.

“We just never made it to dinner that night.” You smiled coyly.  Melissa threw down the bag of candy in annoyance.

“Ok. Fine.. So what next. I mean, was this just a hook up thing or what?  I thought you said you were dating him?”

You nodded.

“It’s complicated.”

Melissa rolled her eyes.


The rest of Lin’s time in New York seemed to go so fast and you knew in a matter of days he’d be going back to London. Over the course of the next week  you saw each other as much as possible, although you never once discussed what would happen when he left. The next day he’d arranged to meet you in the park while walking his dog, Tobi in between work appointments and family plans. It was freezing cold, but you happily sat on a park bench, hands wrapped tight around a cup of hot chocolate as Lin talked animatedly about his disastrous dance rehearsals for Mary Poppins. You were both completely unaware that two hours had passed until Tobi had started pining for home.

The next day he’d invited you over to his apartment, which was empty and unused while based in London. You spotted a postcard on top of the piano in the corner.

“Hey this is my painting!” You exclaimed

“Wow, I didn’t know you could paint!” He smirked and you jabbed him gently with your elbow.

“I mean, this is the Miro painting I was babbling on about, why do you have this?”

“I wanted to see what you see.  I grabbed it from the MoMA gift shop yesterday after my meeting.”

You were stunned as he grabbed the postcard from you turning it over.

“But it’s so small.” he said “Look, it says on the back that the real thing is huge! You need to see it!” You looked at him overwhelmed, unable to speak, and he shot you a quizzical look.

“What? Did I do something wrong?”

You shook your head, biting your lip.

“Sorry, I’ll stop going on about how you need to see this painting.” He said, looking embarrassed.

“Kiss me” you said.   


On New Year’s eve he had plans with his family and you had plans to see friends so you decided to arrange to see each other New Year’s Day instead. You met back at the same diner, cradling cups of coffee just like before. Lin slumped forward in his chair, his eyes were bleary and his dark stubble indicated he was feeling hungover.

“So I take it you had a good night then?” you smiled.

“I think so.” He said rubbing his eyes and smiling softly. “ I remember teaching salsa to my nephews, then the grownups brought out the tequila. Then I’m a liiiittle hazy on the rest of the night.” He looked up at you with tired eyes.

”I missed you though.”

You smiled and then winced. He was leaving for London in 2 days and you still hadn’t addressed what might happen next, if anything.

“So I guess, I’m not gonna see you now.” You said, using your best nonchalant voice while fidgeting with the mug in front of you.

Lin pushed back his hair nervously.

“Well I’ve got press and family stuff all day tomorrow, then the day after I fly back to London in the morning”

You nodded slowly, not knowing what to say.

Lin opened his mouth to speak, you could see him carefully considering his words.

“I don’t want this to end” he said in a hushed tone.

You glanced up, raising your eyebrows in confusion.

“Am I wrong? I feel a little crazy saying this, but this week has been… I just don’t want this to end.” he said again, biting his lip nervously.

You nodded silently.

“I like you”. He said, placing his hand over yours.

You swallowed, trying to make sense of this.

“This feels… a little fast.” you admitted. “I like you too. It’s just confusing and I don’t really know what I’m supposed to do. I mean you live in London.”

Lin began to stroke your hand reassuringly.

“I live there temporarily. I’m back here nearly every month, and I’ll be back here permanently in a little while.”

You let out an exasperated sigh.

“It’s not just that. You live in London, and I’m just coming out of a 5 year relationship, I don’t know if I’m exactly making good choices right now and I don’t want to mess things up.”

“So… what do we do?” Lin asked, his eyes pleading.

You shook your head, not knowing what to say, and pulled away from his hand.

“I don’t know.”


“Oh hun I’m so sorry” Melissa said, picking up the bag of candy and offering it to you in pity. “It sucks it had to end like that. I’ve got to say I think you made the right decision though. Long-distance relationships never work out. Trust me on that.”

You sighed and took the candy from her, popping it in your mouth nodding.

“I didn’t say we ended it.” you said quietly.

Melissa’s raised her eyebrows in confusion.

“What? But he’s back in London now! Plus you just got dumped!  How is this even a thing?”

You shrugged.

“Look, I know I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. This feels reckless and a bit naive and after Kay all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed and never come out. But look at me now, I feel like living again, and I feel like being impulsive. I can’t explain it!”

“Ok, ok that’s great, that’s fine and all, and believe me I want you to be happy,” she said, placing her hand on your shoulder. “But I mean, logistically how are you going to do this? You know, beyond skype and pining for someone a million miles away?”

“Well for a start, he kind of-sort of-maybe invited me to London.”

Melissa shook her head laughing,

“Next week.”

Melissa stopped laughing.

“Oh sure, because an author who lives off froot loops and ramen and who can barely afford rent since their ex-girlfriend moved out can totally afford a last minute trip to London!?”

“Lin booked a ticket for me.” You said quietly.

“What?” Melissa blinked in disbelief.

“I know, I know! Look, I didn’t ask him for it, he offered, and I refused and he persisted. He’s kind of annoying like that.”

“This is unreal! You couldn’t even accept money from me when I tried to pay for your metrocard last month.” Melissa laughed, holding her head in her hands.

“I know this is nuts. And believe me I’m going to pay him back. I just feel….happy. Well happier than I have been. I’ve been drowning for the last month, and now there’s this thing which is making me feel more like myself again, this crazy ridiculous thing. I’d regret it so much if I didn’t at least give this a go and see what happens.”

Melissa shot you a look and then rolled her eyes.

“Ok ok, I don’t mean to be so negative. I’m just cautious. I don’t want to see you hurt again.”

“Me neither. “ You said earnestly.

“You sure you know what you’re doing?”Melissa asked you.

“Absolutely! And it’s terrifying.”

Melissa chuckled and squeezed your shoulder.

“Also, can I borrow your suitcase?”


You knew this was surreal. You knew this was out of character for you, but you felt like you’d already crossed some kind of line just by turning up to a diner at 1.30am to meet a perfect stranger 2 weeks ago. This was just the next natural step in your new surreal life. As you stared out of the window of the plane waiting for takeoff you felt a nervous pang of anxiety, your fear of flying mixing with the fear of the unknown. You checked your phone out of habit.

Lin: I get to see you in a few hours, how amazing is that!

Lin: I hope you are a fan of terrible British accents btw because that’s how I speak now

Lin: Hurry up plane, why aren’t you here yet? I’m sad that apparition and port keys don’t actually exist.

You chuckled to yourself and the waves of anxiety turned into pangs of excitement knowing you’d get to see Lin in just a few hours. You began typing out a reply as your phone buzzed again with another message. This time not from Lin.

Kay: Can you call me? We need to talk. I think I made a mistake and I need to see you.

You stared at the words on your phone as though in slow motion. You re-read the message over and over until your eyes started to blur and you began to breathe sharp ragged breaths.

“Miss? Miss? We’re asking everyone to turn off their mobile devices for take off.”

The flight attendant’s voice echoed in your ears and you fumbled with your phone, your fingers shook as you switched it off. With one message you felt yourself tumbling down that black hole again. An announcement over the tannoy let you know that the plane was ready to depart, and you fastened your seatbelt ready for take off   

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anonymous asked:

OK but Dan probably have so many dumb videos of Phil I'm

they probably have so many domestic snippets of each other saved on their phones :( like 6:58 in the making of tabinof when dan is making those weird noises and just being a weirdo in general and phil giggles and says “i just filmed you doing that” and dan leans his head back in his chair laughing and then turns around with his hair pushed back and they both start to giggle cuz they’re dumb :( or the video dan posted on his instagram where phil hurt his hand while helping dan film his i nearly blinded myself video and dan says “ugh… you buffoon” in the lowest and most endearing voice ever :(

anonymous asked:

Headcannons of truth or dare with the gang please!!!!!thank u loveeee❤️💞

YES


- everyone is one fucking edge
- Dally has his leg bouncing up and down
- Johnny and Pony are chewing their nails
- it’s a mess
- at least five of the guys get dared to kiss you
- let’s be real tho u don’t mind
- Two bit is always the one to do the best and scariest fucking dares
- ‘Hey Dally you like ur pants?’
- ‘Uh ya I guess.’
- 'That’s nice…take em off and run up and down the street. That includes ur tighty whities.’
- 'Fuck you man.’
- JOHNNY IS LITERALLY AN EVIL FUCKING GENIUS
- HES THE GUY THAT DARES PEOPLE TO EAT SHIT
- LITERAL SHIT
- Okokokokokokok Dallas does the best truths because some how he knows everything
- EVERYTHING
- pony is just the teeny tiny innocent little squish
- HE GLARES THO LIKE WHO TF U THINK U IS TELLING HIM TO DO THAT
- Steve is the type of little shit to ask for a dare cuz he doesn’t wanna seem weak and goes the fuck through with it
- he was once dared to streak at the supermarket
- that’s how he is now known as Streakin Steven
Also market molester by the tween girls
- Soda is just there for the laughs honestly
- BUT BE IS A LITTLE BITCH TO DARRY
- HE MAKES HIM DO THE WORST THINGS
- lol darry smart tho
- his dares are just him telling the boys to do the jobs he has to do
- 'Dallas I dare you to mow the lawn in under 20 minutes…ur time starts now.’
- it’s great tbh
- OK SO MUCH CURSING BUT LIKE WEIRD COMBINATIONS OF CURSE WORDS
- 'FUCK SHIT DICKS.’
- 'HOLY FUCK DICKS.’
- Dallas tries to get you to kiss him
- so does Steve
- and Soda
- SOMEHOW THEY GET THE IDEA THAT MAKING YOU LOOSE ALL UR CLOTHING WOULD BE FUNNY
- 'I dare you to take ur underwear off and give it to Dallas.’
- 'You did not Soda.’
- 'Oh but he did.’
- Dally still has ur underwear
- Darry leaves once things start getting 😏😏
- YOOO THIS SHIT STARTS GETTIN DIRTY
- BUT LIKE YOU FUCKIN RETALIATE
- 'Soda I dare you to kiss Dallas…on the lips.’
- all of you are almost if not completely naked by the end
- they like lose the trust they had for each other
- it takes them a good week until they can look at each other the same
- Dallas still can’t look at Soda the same
- Johnny is just happy he isn’t pregnant with a garden gnome
- …it’s a long story
- And Pony is real glad no one was driving down that street
- it was real traumatic for all of them
- Darry still can’t get the image out of his mind of Soda grinding against the neighbor’s tree until he came out with a cane
- or Pony kissing that squirrel

Plan: Avoid McCoy

(Bones x Reader) (Leonard McCoy x Reader)

Summary: takes place after Star Trek Into Darkness just before Beyond. In prev story “McCoy’s Dilemna” Reader is Christopher Pike’s daughter and they had been dating. This starts with them having been broken up for about 3 years, being back on the Enterprise again after Admiral Pike’s death.

Ths is for you @nervousmemzie hope you like it 

Word count: 3,301 (yowza)

Originally posted by fuckyeahteamjones

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“Lieutenant Commander Pike may I have a word please” Jim asked you into his office.

“Yes sir” you nodded and followed him in. He motioned for you to sit in one of the chairs in front of his desk and he sat in the other, facing you.

He put on his friendly Jim face, so you took a deep breath and exhaled knowing this meant he was going to get personal. “I just wanted to check in with you to see how you are doing?” he asked.

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Blackmail- Auston Matthews (Damsel in Distress Part 2)

Originally posted by hockeyfanatique

Ok so don’t talk to me about the Caps/Leafs game I’m so salty rn… Can’t we just let the kids win? Ugh… anyway here you guys go! A little Auston Matthews love! Sorry it’s late! I promise I’m getting back on schedule!

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@iangiemae Request: Awww, the Auston Matthews Damsel in Distress was cute. Do you think we can get a sequel? I really like your imagines.

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              Here you were standing and staring at the Air Canada Centre.

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Performance Unit accidentally touching your boobs reaction requested by anon

Jun: Being the person that he is his face would be like ‘Oh shit’ and he would be hoping that none of the members saw while apologizing at the same time.

Originally posted by withjunhui

me rn


Dino: Dino I feel like if none of the members are there he would probably be all blushy and saying sorry a lot but if the other members are there he would still act the same but he would be blushing even more because all of the members are teasing him.

Originally posted by mountean

that smile thooooo it’s so cuteeee


Hoshi: Ok so like with Hoshi he would start laughing as he’s being weirded out and he will also say sorry but like as he’s laughing or as he’s weirded out.   

Originally posted by fyhoshi

biased wreckeddddddddd


The8: The8 I feel like he would probably be the most chill out of this whole situation but then again he would also probably be weirded out af and would say sorry in the most chill voice possible or in the most weirded out voice ever.

Originally posted by minghaon

double killl biased wrecked again


Sorry if it’s shitty I am tired and I have been working on this essay that is really boring but its important for my grade so.. But With Much Love - Admin Lupe♡♡♡ im also sorry for my comments in between but then again im not lol

another au here kids, let’s go

  • after burying his mother, neil throws out the phones
  • BUT he gets himself another one
  • he doesn’t want to go to his uncle
  • but he’s also aware he’s still young and might need help
  • he keeps the phone for months barely charged and never uses it except to check the time
  • but in millport, on one of the few occasions he’s actually spending time with People
  • he discovers that smartphones have a lot of apps that let you get information on things (cough the butcher, exy, kevin)
  • and in particular
  • he discovers
  • twitter

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You’re stunning Kim Namjoon

Hey Sweetis🦄 I love when I see the request are open again😂😍so if its possible could u do a scenario with RM where he is on Tour with the boys and u surprise him (u are also a Idol) with alot of skinship and some jokes from the members🤔😂if its also possible before the show in the show and after the show in one scenario if u have problem to understand what i wrote u know where u can find me💕THANK U SOOOO MUCH FOR UR HARD WORK DONT OVERWORK TOO MUCH AND I’m really sorry for so many request💕

SORRY FOR THE LING WAIT!!!!!

Hope you like it littlee-cutiee

illi

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


It has been almost two months since you last saw him, Namjoon was on a world wide tour and you were really proud of him, but t the same time you missed him like crazy.
You were even having a comeback so you couldn’t even properly talk to him like you wanted to.
Luckily after 2 months that seemed an eternity to the both of you, your manager agreed to let you go to Singapore with the other members to attend at the concert.

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anonymous asked:

So like during the war of 1812 the brits burned down the presidents mansion (wasn't called the white house until after when they repainted it) but before they yknow roasted everything they stole madisons love letters to his wife (who is a badass -- wouldn't leave mansion until she had that one lit painting of George Washington safely with her) and ate the prez's dinner. As they were leaving the burning building a hurricane struck and also a tornado and it was a weird fucking day man

OH MY GOD IS MADISON OK 

Rude- Leon Draisaitl

Originally posted by leondraiisaitl

Let the kids play… seriously. Anyway! Enjoy this meeting the team! I had to play with Leon a little! He’s adorable and I love him and him and Connor cellying is literally my favorite thing ever ok? Anyway… Enjoy!

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Anon Request: hi! I was wondering if you could write a Leon Draisaitl one where you meet his friends/teammates, please? I love your stories, they’re amazing! ❤️

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wax strips and filming - Josh Pieters imagine

so it’s been two months since I posted my last story.. oops. Request me :)) (buttercreams or sidemen)

description: In which you’re watching Josh film with Jack and Conor but can’t stop laughing which leaves Josh to a lot of editing - but later giving up and keeping all the juicy footage in the video. (kinda based it on this video)


“Babe can you get the door? Its Probably Conor and Jack,” Josh called from his spot on the couch, looking over his shoulder to where you stood in the kitchen. With a roll of your eyes and a mutter of ‘lazy shit’ you walked over to the door, opening it to see the Maynard brothers.

“Y/N!” Jack exclaimed excitedly, pulling you into a hug. “Woah” you laughed, wrapping your arms around Jack’s torso and waving at Conor as he dramatically tries to squeeze past you and Jack. “Jack get your hands of my girlfriend!” Josh screams, laughing as he stood up for the couch to greet the boys.

“Ok let’s get into it!” Jack claps his hands together and walks toward the setup Josh had put together just before. 

They had only just started filming and you were already finding it hard to keep quiet. Conor had started to make faces and talk in a weird accent and you lost it, letting out a boisterous laugh you were trying so desperately to keep in. “Y/N! Shut up!” your boyfriend shouted with a smile, not being able to do anything but laugh along with you. “Sorry, sorry” you repeated, taking a deep breath and covering your face as if it was going to help you to keep quiet. 

Just as you thought you got a hold of yourself, the boys started singing Beat It and soon enough you had tears running from your eyes from laughing. At this point you were sitting on the floor with your hands covering your face, at the stage of nearly peeing yourself. Conor looks over towards you, causing the other two to do so as well, which only caused them to laugh too. 

After you had calmed down Josh decided that that was the last song they were going to play. “You’re going to make this hell to edit Y/N” Josh chuckled standing up to grab the wax strips that were going to be used on him, seen as though he lost the challenge.

“Fuck, my legs are so hairy” Josh groaned as he lifted his leg to place his foot on the chair. Jack looked over to you and winked before he quickly slapped on a wax strip to the inside of Josh’s thigh, eliciting screams from Josh. “Ooh thats gonna hurt like a bitch” you laugh from the couch. “Shut uuuup!” Josh groaned while looking back at you. Jack took this as an opportunity to place another strip on Josh’s calf, earning more laughs from you and Conor. 

“Get the fuck out. No I’m not doing this, I’m not doing this.” Josh whined, taking a few steps backwards and turning towards you. “Y/N hold my hand,” Josh stuck his hand out to you, motioning for you to take it. “Josh, you’re such a baby” you sigh, standing up and taking a hold of Josh’s hand and pulling him back over to where Jack was sitting, still laughing at his friend’s expense. 

“Ok, one, two, three!” Jack counts down as he rips of the first strip quickly, eliciting loud screams from Josh. “Fuck! No you’re not doing the next one. No way,” he shakes his head. “Babe you need to take it off somehow” you laugh, patting the back of his hand lightly that was tightly gripping yours. “Can you do it instead?” he frowns, turning to look at your face. “It’s gonna hurt no matter what, but here” you say, sitting down and patting your lap so Josh would put his foot on your leg. 

“Ok, on three, one, two,” before you got to three you ripped it off his leg quickly, and boy, you had never heard Josh scream so loudly. “Y/N! You said three! You went on fucking two! That hurt like a bitch” Josh complained, tears springing to his eyes from the sting. Forgetting about the camera and the two boys laughing hysterically at their friend in pain, you grabbed Josh’s face in your hands, swiping your thumb under his eyes to get rid of the tears. “Stop being a baby” you laughed quietly. “Maybe a kiss will make it feel better?” Josh tried, smirking a little bit. “Mmm maybe” you smile, moving your hands to the back of his neck and pulling his head to your height before placing your lips on his for a quick, sweet kiss. 

“I’m keeping this in the video by the way” Josh whispered against your lips, “It’s about time the world found out about the girl that makes me so happy.” You just hummed and placed your lips on his again, not caring that the Maynard brothers were groaning at the two of you to get a room, one that they were not in.

dating nct yuta!!121!! (again, on the right blog this time.)

yakisoba prince :“)
• takoyaki prince :”)
• YUTA is literally SO PRETTY YOU CANT HELP YOURSELF JUST, STARING AT HIM.
• yuta LOVES TO TELL YOU HOW PRETTY YOU ARE.
• YUTA IS SO SWEET
• YUTA SEES FLOWERS DURING HIS OVERSEA TRIPS AND TAKES PICTURES OF THEM AND SENDS THEM TO YOU BC THEY’RE BEAUTIFUL, BUT NOT AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU.
• HE BUYS YOU LOTS OF MEANINGFUL AND SOME, REALLY UNMEANINGFUL THINGS. HE LOVES BUYING STUFF FOR YOU, BUT NOT ENOUGH TO SPOIL YOU. BC YUTA ISN’T ABOUT THAT LIFE.
• hansol is the best friend
• HANSOL LITERALLY ALWAYS MAKES FUN OF YOU AND YUTA. MAINLY YUTA. IT’S SO FUNNY
• “hansol, stop making fun of my boyfriend”
• “HE THOUGHT DRAGONITE WAS THE EVOLVED FORM OF CHARAMANDER. HE’S SO- YUTA FIGHT ME.”
• “IT’S ORANGE. THEY’RE BOTH ORANGE.” -yuta
• YUTA is super SWEET AND NICE AND GREAT
• but sassy
• let’s talk about his sass
• on a sass scale from 1-10, yuta is a jisung.
• “yuta, what are you wearing in this mv wth”
• “at least i can work it more than you can :”)“
• “this jacket brings out my shit personality”
• “baby, you don’t need a jacket for that :”)“
• "yuta, that drawing looks so weird, you should start over”
• “whoever drew your face should start over :”)“
• you hear johnny and hansol and jaehyun and mark yelling "BOOM. ROASTED.” in the background, every, time.
• yuta doesn’t know what it means. but he likes it.
• girl group dances with yuta is a thing
• dances with yuta is a thing
• dances with the bassbot members is a thing
• of course along with that, them laughing at you is also a thing
• sharing ear buds w yuta :“)
• GOING INTO CUTE KOREAN STATIONARY SHOPS W YUTA
• going sightseeing w together is one of you guys’ favorite things
• pictures pictures pictures
• yall are so photogenic like wth :’) im attacked
• ok but you know that moment when you feel all empty, hopeless and angry all of the sudden? yuta is the person you call or text and he comforts you and it makes you feel so much better
• that was random but it popped up and it’s such a yuta thing
• serious when he needs to be, happy and funny when he needs to be
• such boyfriend material
• YOU KNOW HOW MOST GUYS ARE LIKE "EW TAMPONS/PADS???? I CAN’T DO THAT THAT’S EMBARRASSING BABE”?
• YUTA LEGIT DOES NOT CARE, YOU NEED IT? HE’LL GET IT.
• but he’s not the type of boyfriend that things outside of the boy and gets you chocolate and sweets and ice cream.
• you ask for tampons/pads? that’s all the boy will get you :“)
• of course that doesn’t mean that he won’t get you all those things if you ask, he definitely will whine a bit but get it for you
• cuddles with yuta are almost nonexistent, meaning-
• you guys don’t cuddle but it’s technically a cuddle, like, he hugs you while you guys are laying down but it’s not a cuddle, YOU KNOW
• kisses w yuta are mainly on the forehead or nose.
• random english and japanese speaking
• yuta doesn’t like you fangirling over other groups or other idols in general
• he pretends to hate it when you fangirl or overly compliment an nct member, but he doesn’t really mind, as long as it’s not taeyong, bc if you fangirl over taeyong, it’s legit
• YOU GUYS RAISE A PUPPY TOGETHER
• IT’S YOUR NON OFFICIAL BABY
• YOU GUYS NAMED IT "mochi”
• you guys are like a newly wed couple
• YOU GUYS CO-SEND OUT HOLIDAY CARDS
• YOU GUYS HAVE A CALENDAR TOGETHER
• YOU GUYS SPEND SO MUCH TIME TOGETHER IT’S WEIRD TO SEE YOU GUYS NOT TOGETHER EXCEPT WHEN THE BOYS HAVE A CONCERT OVERSEAS
• MOVIE NIGHTS W YUTA ARE GREAT
• but it’s like baby sitting bc-
• “jaemin, why are you here”
• “….jeno.”
• “……what the heck jisung.”
• “this is our date night-”
• “who am i kidding, we can’t have a normal date night ever as long as im an nct member”
• saying “i love you” doesn’t really surface in your conversations too much, but it does from time to time, mainly over text or call. or when he’s been away for a long time and you first see him after him being away, or when he’s leaving for a concert or a company trip.
• he calls you “baby” a lot
• bc you’re his baby ;“)
• lots of dates in the park or just walking around town
• you call him "prince”
• bc he’s your prince ;“)
• or yuta. bc. his name’s yuta. and vise versa. pet names are pretty common too tho.
• not much, but you guys often go stargazing too
• omgggg story time, FIRST SNOW W YUTA
• ok so in korea, there’s this saying about love and the first snow fall of the year and seeing it with them. idk how it exactly goes but you get the gist of it
• ok so, you two were out on a coffee date, cute, small, little meeting. it was fun and kind of meaningless bc it hasn’t been too long since you guys first started going out.
• yuta liked you since you two first met, but not in a love way, like a friend, and vise versa but those feelings grew little by little as you two began seeing more of each other.
• so here you guys were, in a coffee shop, on the third coldest day of the year so far, reaching almost negative 10 degrees. drinking coffee.
• it was fun, there wasn’t very much talking but it was comforting and warm.
• you guys finished your coffee and started to head outside when suddenly there was a loud cheer on the other side of the street. someone yelled "SNOW! SNOW!” and you two looked up and there it was. snow.
• yuta smiled at you, but you were too busy admiring the snow and touching each little snowflake that your hands could reach.
• yuta them realized that his heart was beating and he didn’t feel cold at all in negative 10 degree weather when he was with you.
• you smiled at yuta and waddled back towards him like a little girl who was seeing snow for the first time in her life.
• you snuggled back up towards yuta and smiled “it got cold”
• yuta hugged you and wrapped his arms around you like a large drape.
• :“) that day was the day that yuta fell in love with you :”)
• OK IF Y'ALL MAKE FUN OF THE BOY’S CHIN ONE MORE TIME, YOU WILL CATCH THESE FISTS.
• he’s so friggin insecure bc people made such a big freaking deal out of it omg
• he always is looking in the mirror if he’s not looking at the crazy comments online and it just makes you so sad bc it’s still yuta. the guy in front of you is still yuta, so what’s the problem?
• he comes to you but yuta’s the type of boyfriend who doesn’t like voicing out his problems (like serious ones where he seriously is hurt) he just laughs and plays with you and that’s stress relief for him
• ofc you don’t shove the problem in the poor boy’s face if he doesn’t want to talk about it and is struggling alone. but you do hint at it and you don’t do it to make him feel uncomfortable, you DO IT BC YOU LOVE HIM AND WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY AND STOP COVERING UP HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE WITH A MASK.
• ok, yuta teaches you weird phrases in japanese, and tells you the wrong meaning for them.
• LIKE IT’S SO FUNNY, HE TEACHES YOU THE WORD FOR LIKE, “THE CORN CHURNS THY BUTTER”, AND LIES TO YOU AND TELLS YOU THAT IT MEANS “the soft glistening of the river water that reflects itself on the high sky”
• YUTA IS LITERALLY SUCH A WEIRDO.
• HE’S SO STUBBORN IN A GOOD YET LAID BACK WAY AND HE’S ALSO THE BOYFRIEND THAT’S LIKE SUPER SASSY BUT IS REALLY LAID BACK LIKE
• “let’s go outside.”
• “no, you stupid girl, it’s hot. im not about to sweat the hair dye out of my hair.”
•"please”
• “ok”
• YOU GUYS READ FANFICTION TOGETHER AND THERE IS LITERALLY NO SHAME
• “i wouldn’t do that” AND YOU LOOK AT HIM AND YOU’RE LIKE “yes you would, tf, you did this two days ago”
• YOU GUYS READ IT JUST TO MAKE FUN OF IT/HIM
• so many cute selfiessss
• you guys buy drinks together, selfie, you guys are out for coffee, selfie, you’re at his concert, selfie, you’re in a cafe together, selfie.
• HE HAS SO MANY PICTURES OF YOU THAT YOU’RE UNAWARE OF. HE TAKES SO MANY OFF GUARD PICTURES BUT HE LOVES THEM SO MUCH BC HE LOVES YOU AND HIS LOVE FOR YOU IS PURE.
• yuta is super open on his opinions unless they’re mean opinions, but still, and he is not afraid to tell you that he thinks you’re completely wrong and list the 12 reasons why he thinks so.
• “why are you even an idol, just be a lawyer”
• YUTA TEXTS YOU A BIT. YOU GUYS PREFER MEETING IN PERSON BUT YOU GUYS TEXT MORE THAN CALLING.
• “did u eat”, “no”, “why”, “because my friend took me to a yakisoba place and every time i look at it, it feels like im in a restaurant that cooks and serves your hair”, “bye”
• THERE IS A DEFINITE HEART NEXT TO YOUR NAME ON HIS PHONE, LIKE A TINY ONE, OR A STAR. DEPENDS MORE ON WHAT YOU LIKE.
• yuta is a dog person he is not a cat person he is an outgoing doggie person
• HE WANTED TO RAISE A PUPPY WITH YOU BUT YOU GUYS DIDN’T EVEN CONSIDER IT FOR A LONG TIME BC “OH GOD THE RESPONSIBILITY” -yuta
• but as it says so above like 40495967 bullets ago, you guys did get a lil pup and her name is mochi.
• why is teasing mark w yuta so much fun :“)
• doyoung is always on the verge of fighting yuta to the death bc he thinks that he can be sassier than yuta
• he could be, but yuta is naturally sassy, frankly there’s nothing doyoung can do at this point, he must give up
• yuta doesn’t read much but he loves it when you read stuff out loud to him it’s just, soothing
• you guys eat chicken together a lot it’s great
• YOU GUYS SHARE ONE DRINK ALMOST EVERY TIME
• you guys take lots of selfies of you guys in traditional clothing
• YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE BC SOMETIMES YOU GUYS PRETEND THAT YOU’RE IN A CHICKEN OR SODA CF AND YOU GUYS DO THE CHEESY COMMERCIAL LINES LIKE “so fresh, you won’t know what hit you”
• HE ALWAYS SAYS THAT YOUR EYES SEEM LIKE THEY’RE SPARKLING ALL THE TIME
• yuta tries to cook but most of the time he’s just like “order delivery”
• GROCERY SHOPPING W YUTA IS RARE BUT GOOD
• “WE NEED THIS”
• “NO. WE DO NOT NEED A BOILED EGG DISPENSER. STOP.”
• YUTA UNKNOWINGLY TOUCHES YOUR HAND A LOT AND HOLDS IT
• WHEN YUTA SAYS “I LOVE YOU” IT’S USUALLY MIXED IN W SOMETHING STUPID OR SOMETHING WEIRD BUT IT’S ALWAYS PURE AND GOOD
• BAKING W YUTA. YOU WISH THAT WAS A THING. WELL IT KINDA IS BUT THERE’S ALWAYS ANOTHER MEMBER OR TWO THERE BC PEOPLE DON’T TRUST YOU TWO TO DO STUFF ALONE, ESP THINGS THAT INVOLVE THE STOVE AND FIRE.
• NAKAMOTO YUTA NEEDS TO SMILE AND HE IS SMILING BC OF YOU AND YOU GIVE HIM HAPPINESS AND EVERYONE APPRECIATES YOU BC HE APPRECIATES YOU AND THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS. MAKE HIM HAPPY. MARRY HIM.
• i forgot. weird adlibs, puns, and pick up lines. oddly, it brings yuta a lot of joy even though he’s like “ew stop that’s so gross”

OK ACTUALLY. IT DIDN’T DELETE EVERYTHING; MY PHONE’S JUST TRASH. I HOPE THIS IS OK. I THINK IT’S A LOT SHORTER THAN NORMAL AND PROBABLY NOT THE BEST THAT I’VE WRITTEN BUT I’LL HOPEFULLY DO SOMETHING MORE GRAND AND EXCITING FOR MY NEXT POST!!! THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REQUESTED YUTA AND FOR THE PEOPLE WHO REQUESTED OTHER MEMBERS, THEY’RE ON THE WAY! ♡♡♡
EVERYONE ENJOY YOUR BREAKS AND DON’T STRESS TOO MUCH BC OF FINALS!!!
- jenny

reaction to you putting your hands in their jacket pockets

(A/N- I kinda just assumed that the reader and member were already dating in this. enjoy!)


Jinho

jinho would be a bit awkward about it the first time you put your hands in his coat pockets but he’d secretly find it so cute!! i feel like over time you’d progress from coat pockets and start putting your hands in the back pockets of his jeans instead and when he’d give you a weird look, you’d only smile cutely in response


Hui

hui would give you a disapproving look at first (jokingly of course!!) and you’d be ready to take your hands out of his jacket pockets even though you were freezing cold but he’d then laugh at you and wrap his arms around you tightly


Hongseok

hongseok would be a bit iffy for a while because I feel like he’d be a bit shy with pda, but then he wouldn’t want you to be cold or get moody with him and he’d find it hard to tell you no anyway because he thinks you’re !! so !! damn!! cute !! so he’d get over the fact that you guys are in public and let you keep your hands in his pockets, even though its pretty obvious he feels awkward

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