it's been years and i'm still laughing too hard at this


Alright, HERE we go! Awhile ago I had an idea for a MP100/Voltron crossover, and after mentioning it to @x-i-l-verify​ and loooots of brainstorming later, we have…*gestures vaguely* this. These are more or less screenshot redraws just to kind of get across who is who. :) More info, reasonings and musings under the cut, because well…it got long…

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A fallen bookmark on a Thursday afternoon

Pairing: Jungkook | Reader
Genre: ANGST, Fluff and soft Smut
Word Count: 19k

He came to you like the air comes into the train station after the fast arriving of the machine.

It comes fast and unexpected, making you hoist your head to look at the long vehicle and the people inside. It is so fast you can’t even distinguish the different wagons.

As the train comes to a stop, the wind that it creates plays with your hair, leaving you breathless.

That’s how Jeon Jungkook came into your life.

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anonymous asked:

I really love your writing and now I'm pan for vanderwood i hope you're happy >:3 If it's no trouble, could you please write rfa + minor trio reacting to a usually hyper and happy mc feeling really down (because they feel misunderstood or got triggered)? I hope I don't bother you with that request, I could just really use some love and care from the baes ^^;; Love and hugs, have a wonderful day!

✿  *cracks knuckles* Boy, it’s been awhile, huh? I polished off my finals a few days ago, and while I won’t be churning headcanons out at a super fast rate, I thought it was time I give this blog some TLC!


  • His brain goes into terror-alert mode when you don’t tackle-hug him the minute he gets home from work. Living with you is sort of like living with a hyperactive puppy, and his first thought is, oh god, are you dead? Did you slip and fall in the shower? Did aliens kidnap you and are now experimenting on your lifeless body? W h e r e a r e y o u.
  • The answer to “where are you” is “in the bedroom, having a lie-down”. He breathes a sigh of relief when you turn over and look at him, but still, that weak way you smile as you say hey leaves him concerned.
  • He immediately asks you what’s wrong. Are you feeling sick? Should he get you anything? Do you have a cold? Have you been eating enough fruit? Have you…–??
  • This manages to make you laugh a bit, and you sit up enough so you can pull him back down to the bed. You just want a hug, you say. And some comfort.
  • Yoosung is happy to oblige. After all, he’s a vet, isn’t he? He’ll always take care of you, his adorable little angel.


  • When Zen finds you staring absently out the window, his first cheer-up attempt is to call you by every pet name he knows. Starshine! Sugardrop! Love! Darling! Gooey-sweetie-snuggle-bottom hunie bear!
  • (you smack him lightly for that last one.)
  • Next, he tries every pick up line he knows. He compares your beauty to the moon shining on the lake, he recites poetry, he even sings you a little sonnet, and when he finally gets you to smile a little, he asks you what’s wrong.
  • (he wanted to make whatever it was feel a little less fresh before you talked about it, after all.)
  • He takes you on a motorcycle ride after, since that always helped distract him - though he obeys all the road laws on this one, because his precious, precious blossom is with him right now. He takes you out to one of his special places, and he helps you forget whatever it was that upset you.
  • It’s hard to be unhappy when the warm wind is on your face and a handsome man is at your side.


  • She finds you in the closet of the bakery, and you apologize, because you wanted to be better before she found you. You didn’t want to bother her. You know that you’re supposed to be the happy one, the cheerful one, the person rooting her on and keeping her sane when the world is building up around her.
  • She tells you that’s nonsense, brings you a cup of tea and a new cake she’s working on, and asks you to tell her what’s wrong.
  • Jaehee is so good at listening. She’s careful, attentive, and treats everything you say seriously. She never makes fun of you, or tells you that you’re overreacting or silly.
  • Jaehee would probably dropkick your problems if she could, but she can’t, so she settles for hugging you, petting your hair gently, before bringing you another drink and some of the flowers from the rosebushes outside.


  • You try to smile at Jumin when he comes home, and you’re doing so well, but then everything cracks apart, your smile falters, and you find you’re sobbing on the couch with a baffled Jumin in the doorway.
  • He only stands still for a moment. He literally VAULTS OVER THE CHAIR because it is the FASTEST PATH TOO YOU, and if you weren’t emotionally compromised, it would have been hilarious to see this man in a ten-thousand dollar suit act like a college track star.
  • He basically scoops you up, much like you’re a cat, and he tells you to tell him e v e r y t h i n g. When you say you don’t want to trouble him, you know how much it means to him to have you waiting at home for him, all cheerful and happy, he says that is NONSENSE. It isn’t you being cheerful that makes him happy, it’s you being you that does. And sometimes you’re going to be sad.
  • And he’s going to make you feel better when you are.


  • Seven knows immediately that your smile is forced. How could he not? He’s faked so many smiles over his years of being alive that he’s become all-too able to recognize the same expression on someone else’s face.
  • He doesn’t want to force it out of you, so he turns off the lights suddenly, leaving the star-shaped lights you have suspended from the ceiling as the only thing illuminating the room, and then pulls you up to dance.
  • He twirls you, spins you, is surprisingly graceful with you, despite being a total and complete nerd - though, he was a former secret agent, perhaps dancing came with the job. And you don’t have to pretend, you don’t have to say anything, you just have to… dance.
  • It helps. And when he holds you, during the ‘slow dance’ portion, you tell him what’s wrong as he rubs your back gently. And then you dance some more, because the world keeps spinning, despite the trials and tribulations you have to undergo.
  • You reminded Seven that he had a future, and now it’s his turn to remind you that you have one too.


  • V sits with you quietly and never blames you, even though you know he’s been through so much already and shouldn’t have to deal with your shit. You should be happy! You should be cheerful! You ARE genuinely happy and cheerful most of the time, taking him on dates and bringing the world to him, but today you just… can’t.
  • You can’t. You feel guilty, but you can’t.
  • He tells you that it is not your fault. You are human. You are allowed to be sad. You tell him all these things, and the same applies to you, too. He bops your nose with his finger when you try to protest, and you lean against him, letting him hold you and gently rub your shoulder.
  • After awhile, he brings out his phone, and he shows you all of the cute animal photos he’s taken over the years. It’s hard for him now, but he has so many memories captured on his various memory cards, and he shares them with you in a quiet room and a fond voice.

Unknown (Saeran)

  • Saeran doesn’t know how to comfort you, so he makes a dozen pancakes using the container of Bisquick you have into the cabinet and then shoves one into your face like a burrito.
  • “What was that for,” you ask, after you’ve managed to chew and swallow, and he just puts another directly into your mouth, effectively using it as a fluffy batter gag.
  • You eat that one too, staring directly at him the entire time.
  • “Are you feeling better,” he asks once you’re finished, and you reply that you’re mostly just really confused. 
  • One of the websites he’d read said that making pancakes for people was an expression of love, so he figured that would be enough to make you feel better, right?
  • You eat fruit to get better from a cold, so love should help you get better when you’re sad… right?
  • Right, you say, because Saeran is a prickly moron, but somehow his deranged antics make it hard to stay depressed.


  • Vanderwood is really bad at this gooey, lovey-dovey shit, so when they notice you don’t have quite as much pep in your step as usual, they aren’t really sure what to do. They do know, however, that they should do something, so they decide to tell you a joke.
  • “Knock knock,” they say, and you do a bit of a double-take, because Vanderwood isn’t really the type. But you’re intrigued enough that it momentarily distracts you from what’s making you gloomy, so you ask, “Who’s there?”
  • “Etch.”
  • “…Etch… who?”
  • “Bless you,” they say, in a perfectly flat voice, and you laugh at how stupid it is.
  • “Knock knock,” they say again, hands in their pockets, and you’re delighted at this point.
  • “Who’s there?”
  • “Seven.”
  • “Seven who?”
  • They clear your throat. “Seven, you motherfucker, you know I don’t speak Arabic, so open your goddamn door.”
  • (You cover your face and snort.)
  • “Knock knock,” they say a third time, and you notice they look a bit shyer now.
  • “Who’s there?”
  • “Al.”
  • “Al who?”
  • “Al…” They rub their mouth, averting their eyes. “….Al give you a kiss if you open the door.”
  • You, sufficiently cheered up by this ridiculous display, peck them on the lips and thank them for being wonderfully embarrassing.
Burnouts, Booze, and Babes

Originally posted by butaer

Summary: Taehyung and Jeongguk are just two small town best friends, getting drunk too often and making big plans they’ll probably never achieve. Taehyung takes it upon himself to teach Jeongguk all of the proper ways to have sex, and Jeongguk swears he’s just hanging around because Taehyung’s good in bed. Who would have thought these small town losers, who used to smoke behind the school, would become jewelers at the biggest department store in Seoul. [Pre Givenchy & Gold]
Pairing: Jeongguk x Taehyung
Word Count: 32.850
Rating: M
Warnings: too much sex, too many kinks, mentions of drug use, Taehyung calling Jeongguk so many nasty things, two bros chilling 5ft apart in a hot tub (“swear I’m not gay”), switching, uhhhh daddy kink
A/N: @blueagust and I have basically spent the last couple weeks screaming at each other about Taehyung and Jeongguk’s history from her story Givenchy&Gold, and with the little restraint I have, this happened. Lou, this is an absolute mess and I probably destroyed your entire fic timeline, but happy early Kwanza or some shit (which is totally an excuse Tae gives when he’s buying Jeon another pair of earrings.) This is not good enough for you but I hope you like it anyway!!

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The Name Game

This is ridiculous, not gonna lie. Just a little Dean drabble that came to mind last night, when I was exhausted, and I literally gave myself the giggles. So imagine that Dean x reader are just as exhausted, and that things are just as stupid funny to them as they were to me when my mind came up with this… 

I’m so sorry :D

You feel the mattress give as he crawls beneath the covers, and you smile, still mostly asleep. He’s home. He’s safe.

He’s warm and solid behind you, one arm sneaking its way under your arm, angling up across your body to your shoulder as he spoons up close behind you. A contented sigh ruffles your hair a little as he drops a kiss to your head. “Glad you’re home,” you murmur, and he gives you a squeeze.

“Me too, sweetheart,” he says, and you love the way his voice makes his chest rumble against you. Something else is nudging against you, too, and you can’t help smiling.

“Seems like Little Dean is happy to see me, too,” you tease, and he chuckles.

“You know, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that,” he says, his voice rich and lazy, sleepy.

“About what?”

“You always call him Little Dean. Hurts his feelings.”

You giggle softly. “I mean he’s little compared to – your whole self. You doof.”

“Well, he thinks he deserves a better name. Something a little more – impressive.”

You turn to your back, the silly grin on your face matching the one on his. “Oh, really. Well, does he have any suggestions?”

“A couple.”

“Please – enlighten me.” Dean’s eyes are shining with amusement, that fourteen-year-old self inside him that loves to be naughty is just dying to come out and play, and you love that side of him.

“Well, he gave me a list. Are you ready?”

“Please,” you sputter, almost giggling already.

“Well, these are pretty – meh, if you ask me, but – The Boss. The Sniper Rifle. The Specialist. Master Blaster. The Wench Wrench. But he’d prefer one of the top two.”

You almost choke trying to contain your laughter, you can barely speak. “Please, tell me the top picks. I can’t wait.”

Dean turns to his side to face you, both of you barely containing yourselves. Dean starts talking twice before he manages to stifle his laughter enough to continue. “Okay. Brace yourself. His favorites are: Mr. Happy Fun Time…”

A smothered explosion of giggles spews out between your lips, and you clamp them shut as your body shakes with laughter. Your voice is high-pitched and forced as you ask, “And? The other one?”

Dean’s entire face is twitching with the effort to contain himself, and you keep letting out little whines, laughter that is leaking out despite your efforts to stifle it for just one more minute.

“Sure you’re ready for this?”

“Yes. Please.”

“The Jackhammer of Love.”

Aaaaaand you’re both done. Neither of you has laughed this hard in – well, you can’t remember when. There are tears streaming down your face, your stomach aches, and still you can’t stop. And hearing Dean laugh like this, well – this is the best.

You both finally calm down, panting for breath, an occasional giggle starting you up again for a few moments here and there. Dean pulls you close for a kiss, your lips smiling against his. “So – what’s the verdict?” he asks, and you look into his eyes, still shining with mirth.

“Oh, I’m sorry – but I’m gonna have to sleep on that one.”

He pulls you close, letting out a big, exhausted sigh. “Fair enough. But I’m pretty sure he’s gonna be expecting an answer in the morning.”

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Imagine: Dean Watching You Read

Originally posted by poor-sammy-lost-his-shoe

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1,000

Warnings: none, just fluff

A/N: HAPPY ALMOST NEW YEAR - have some fluffy Dean!! If you couldn’t tell, I’ve been reading A LOT for the past couple days

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I'm home.

“Dude! It’s only 9 o clock, what do you mean you have to leave?! We’re just getting started” Archie Andrews threw his arms in the air dramatically, the six beers he had consumed were in full effect and he was desperately trying to convince his best friend to stay at the run down bar with Reggie Moose and himself.

Jughead tugged his worn in leather jacket over his shoulders and slid the half finished beer bottle across the bar, slapping a hand to his red headed friends shoulder

“Not tonight Buddy, I’ve gotta get home.”

Archie sighed a little too loud and slammed his shot glass back on the table
“Man, who knew you’d turn into such a dud.”

About six years ago that would have bothered Jughead, maybe he would’ve made a scene, shoved a wobbling Archie off the bar stool, or maybe he would’ve stayed just to prove a point, but at 26 years old his clearly drunk best friends words did nothing but make him laugh.

“Get home safe bud, don’t forget.. I have your car keys, you can pick them up in the morning, we’ll have breakfast” the dark haired boy tapped his pocket, he’d learned a hard lesson from his father about allowing people to drive drunk, it wasn’t something he wanted to see repeated in his best friend.

Archie turned away angrily, clearly frustrated that his “brother” wasn’t entertaining his antics, he called for Reggie and the two adults began another round of shots. Jughead took that as his cue to leave, no reason sticking around, he was tired and he hated going out, he rarely ever did but tonight was the 10 year anniversary of Fred Andrews death and it seemed like Archie could use the release.

With a heavy sigh and crack of his neck, Jughead navigated his way out of the bar, scrunching his nose as he pushed through the gray clouds of smoke and ash, stale beer and sweat filling his nose. If this is what he was missing, he was plenty happy to just stay home. Jugheads motorcycle was parked front and center, not a soul dared park next to it, it really was a beauty. An Original Harley Davidson, black chrome and high handle bars, it had been his first huge splurge when he had sold the rights to his first novel “Riverdale- a Blossom in Time” his time in the Serpents hadn’t done much but he was grateful for the older gang members who helped him learn to ride, it was an all time passion of his now, a release almost.

No one had expected Jughead to stay in Riverdale, hell, Jughead hadn’t expected himself to still be living in Riverdale. It had been carved into him since the day he was born
“Get out of Riverdale, there’s nothing here for you, people like us don’t belong in this town.”
And maybe that was true, his father had never fit in, he was a gang leader but he hated it, he lost everything to the gang and therefore would forever hate Riverdale because of it. But not Jughead.

Riverdale was his home. He loved everything about the tiny town, the deep seeded mysteries, the perfect families turned savage, he had grown up in the story that was Riverdale and it would forever be the place he called home.

Speaking of home, Jughead pulled into the drive way, stopping halfway down and walking his bike the rest of the way. Jughead Jones bike was famous in Riverdale for its obnoxiously loud noises.

By the time Jughead had parked his bike and pulled off his leather jacket, he was tiptoeing through the front door and chucking his keys in the decorative bowl right beside the shoe rack. But then he heard it, a smile instantly forming on his lips as he followed the noise.

“Mommas gonna buy you a mockingbird and if that mocking bird don’t sing, daddy’s gonna buy you a diamond ring”

There, in the soft pastel yellow nursery, was his entire world.

His wife was cradling their daughter in her arms, the soft lullaby floating through her lips as the baby slowly eased off to sleep, her bright green eyes fluttering up at her mother with complete adoration, tiny fingers clenching a piece of her moms honey blonde hair.

“Time for bed Ella. Mommy loves you more than the stars and the moon.”

Jughead couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene, she was the perfect mother, patient and attentive, Soft and warm. Everything Jughead had been missing from his own mother was played out in front of his eyes daily, and he wasn’t a horrible father, he loved his baby girl more than anything in this world. He read to her, took her to the park, changed her diapers and rocked her to sleep, there was nothing better in this world than seeing his five month old daughter laugh in unrestrained delight because of something he had done.

His wife turned around slowly after gently depositing Ella into her crib and turning on the mobile. Okay so maybe the look in her eyes when she caught side of her husband leaning casually against the door, love and happiness shining through, yeah that came in a close second.

“Hey Betts” he whispered.

Betty smiled again and grabbed his hand, tugging him out of the bedroom as he closed the door behind them.

“She go down easy?” He questioned wrapping his arms around her tiny waist.

“Mmm, she was an angel, just like every night. How was your night? How was Archie?” Her voice was filled with maternal concern over her best friend.

Jughead sighed, tilting his head back to catch her eyes
“Same as every year. He has to pick up his keys tommorow, I invited him over for breakfast.”

Betty pulled away and giggled, Jughead quirked a brow
“What’s so funny Mrs.Jones?”

Betty laughed again and leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Jugheads lips before walking ahead of him

“Nothing. I’m just glad I bought enough pancake mix because I invited your dad over for breakfast tommorow too.” She looked over her shoulder towards Jughead with the most devious smile he had ever seen… damn it was sexy.

Speeding up a bit, Jughead scooped up his wife, tucking his arms under her bare legs, finally noticing she was in nothing but his flannel. Betty squealed and wrapped her arms around His neck.

“I’m gonna have to punish you young lady, what have I told you about inviting my dad over without telling me?” Her silly husband asked, a playful stern look on his face.

Betty bit her lip innocently
“I don’t know.” She shrugged.

Jughead smiled this time, a wicked glint in his eyes.
“I guess I’m just going to have to remind you.”

Betty bent down, her mouth right over his ear
“I guess so….daddy.”

Within seconds flat Jughead was running down the hall towards their bedroom.

Who needed dirty bars and smoked out bathrooms, he had his drug of choice right underneath him.


The five times James gave Lily flowers and the two times he didn’t; or, How Lily Evans fell in love with James Potter.

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On her first Valentine’s Day at Hogwarts, Lily received lilies from five different people. She loved them because she knew her friends and that one boy from Hufflepuff had good intentions. She knew they thought it’d be cute to give Lily the flower she was named after. Everyone always thought it would be.

After going through it for so many years, Lily should have seen it coming and warned them. Perhaps she could have worn a sign around her neck starting a week prior that read: I do not like lilies.

But despite how unoriginal the flowers were, she carried them around proudly all day. They were beautiful after all. And she may have woken up too late to shower that morning so their sweet perfume was welcome.

That night she sprawled on her back on the floor by the fire with Mary and Marlene. They giggled about all the couples they had seen that day and the boy who had given Mary chocolates. Suddenly, James Potter’s face was looming above Lily’s.

“What on earth are you doing, Potter?” she exclaimed, bolting upright and nearly smacking her forehead against his. He muttered something incoherent before dropping a flower into her lap and bolting toward the boy’s dormitories.

“What was that about?” Marlene asked. Still lying down, she and Mary couldn’t see what James had given Lily.

“Nothing,” Lily said as she slipped the perfect pink peony into the billowy sleeve of her robes. How he knew her favorite flower was a mystery to her. But even more mysterious was the heat spreading across her face and the pounding of her heart. Stupid James had given her some sort of prank flower that made her feel sick. That had to be it. There was no other explanation.

Still. She kept the flower between the pages of one of her transfiguration books.

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anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic with an inappropriately timed confession

Thanks for the prompt Anon! This probably isn’t what you were thinking though…


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Katniss dabs on a little lip gloss, scrutinizing herself in the mirror before nodding just slightly. He’ll be here any minute, and for once she wants to look her best.

After weeks of waffling, she’s going to tell him. Tonight. Him being Peeta, her best friend and sometimes friend with benefits.

For years they’ve been inseparable. And though he’s hinted from time to time that he wants more, she’s always kept him at arm’s length, afraid of committing herself to the kind of love that can only bring heartbreak. But now she’s ready, and she’s going to tell him tonight.

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Hey anon, I’m like. SUPER fond of this crossover ok?? I actually drew it a little already! It’s actually BECAUSE of a Mob Psychonauts crossover that I discovered Psychonauts! If I never reblogged that art way back when, and if Xi didn’t explain it more to me, I would have probably never played this wonderful game! ;v; 

That crossover was a “what if Psychonauts came to Mob’s world”, which I do love, but I wanted to try it in the opposite direction here :’D I tried real hard not to draw stuff for it coz HECK I HAVE ALOT OF AUS BUT here are some short dumb comics and my attempt at Black Velvetopia! Raz and Mob ;7;


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Another Guardian Angel Fic

Summary: Dan has a guardian angel blah blah blah

Word Count: 3k

TW: underage drinking + hints at molestation almost happening (attempted non-con/drugging)

i found this in my drafts from like a year ago??? and since then i’ve written another guardian angel fic?? anyway this is also a guardian angel fic with a different premise from forever ago

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Jaehyun and his youtuber girlfriend? Filming boyfriend tag video haha :)

Hello there! First off, haven’t written a scenario of my ult in so long ;;; Thank you for requesting this & I hope you enjoy it although it took me forever to finish. Ah, Jaehyun is totally boyfriend (and husband) material. 💘


Listen: [1]

You finished setting up the Canon T5i and looked through the screen monitor to ensure that the camera was placed at the right angle. Lights, check. Camera, check. Now, all that’s left was the action.

“Are you ready, babe?” You called, as you made last minute touches to the room that would be the background setting of the video.

Jaehyun had finally concurred to appearing on your YouTube channel to film the boyfriend tag. Your subscribers had sent in requests since early last year, as you had always mentioned him in your videos, but never uploaded any footage of him. After months of begging, a month’s worth of pizza on you, and a promise to pack him lunch everyday for three months, you had finally coaxed him into making an appearance on your channel.

He appeared right at the door, popping his head in before smiling nervously. It wasn’t like him to be so shy, he is articulate and a naturally gifted speaker, so you found it quite adorable that he had spent the past week contemplating what to wear and how to act on camera.

He was dressed in a cream cable knit sweater today, paired with his favourite pair of vintage Levi’s. His hair was slightly parted at the front, coloured a chocolate brown. You couldn’t help but marvel at the sight in front of you.

The corners of his lips turned upwards as he begin to realize that you were checking him out. He walked closer to you and embraced you with his strong arms as you buried your face in the comfort of his sweater. His familiar scent wafted into the air, wood sage and a tinge of sea salt.

You peeked at him gingerly, the bottom half of your face still resting on the fabric of his shirt. “Are you nervous?”

He looked down at you, his sharp eyes transforming into crescents as he broke into a docile smile and nodded his head slowly. “A bit.”

“Why? Aren’t you the definition of ‘mom’s friend’s son’?” You teased, unravelling your hands from his back, reaching upwards to cup his face.

He leaned forward, trying to steal a kiss from your lips. You giggled and ducked to avoid him, giving him a quick peck on the cheek instead.

“Can I get one more kiss? The cheek one didn’t count.” He pouted.

“I’ll give you one if you answer the questions about me correctly, you know that.” You flicked him on the forehead lightly.

He chuckled, elongating his arms such that his right hand was now hovering in front of the camera lens, as if he was covering the camera’s eyes.

Then, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss directly on your lips.

He could feel you smiling into the kiss, but you immediately pulled back before things could escalate any further. “Stop cheating,” you murmured, a sheepish smile slowly spreading across your face.

“Alright, alright.”

“If you get even one question wrong, you know what you’re in for, right?” you teased, curling your hand into a fist.

He laughed, taking his position on the white leather loveseat. “I guess I’m lucky I have a good memory.”

You wiggled your eyebrows, skipping towards the camera set up at the front of the room to press the record button. 

“We’ll see how well you do, Jae. We’ll see.”

You took a deep breath before pressing record, then quickly walked back to your position beside Jaehyun on the loveseat. He scooted closer, blinking slowly a few times before nodding his head and focusing his attention back on the camera lens.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel!” You started, before breaking into laughter and covering your face with your hands. Jaehyun turned to you and raised his brows.

“This is so awkward. I’m not used to filming beside you, even though you film me sometimes,” you whined.

“Do we have to start recording again?” Jaehyun whispered quietly, pointing to the camera.

“Yes, genius. Let’s set up the camera again.” you jokingly teased.

“Oh right, you can just edit it out.” He flashed you a sheepish grin and instinctively covered his face with his hands, a habit of his when he was embarrassed.

After an uncontrollable fit of giggles and a sip of water, you decided that you were ready to film again.

“Let’s go, take three.” Jaehyun whispered under his breath.

You barely kept in another fit of giggles, but managed to start the introduction without making any mistakes.

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. Today, we’re going to do the highly requested and long-awaited boyfriend tag.” You smiled, turning beside you to make eye contact with Jaehyun, as he nodded obediently.

“We decided to spice things up a little and make it a little more interesting. We’re each going to ask each other ten questions that we’ve prepared on our own, and if we answer any of the questions incorrectly, we’re each going to get a little punishment.” You continued.

“The punishments are going to be different each time since the questions vary in difficulty level. Basically, we prepared various levels for punishments which will be revealed once either of us makes a mistake.” Jaehyun added.

“Are you ready for this?” you turned to your right slightly, your eyes meeting each other.

“Of course. More prepared than I was for my SATs.” He replied with ease.

What a smooth talker.

You clicked on the ‘Notes’ app on your phone and did a quick scroll through, overlooking the questions you had prepared before clearing your throat.

“Okay. First question. I’m starting off easy, just so you know. When was the first day we met?” you smiled cheekily, waiting for his answer.

“January 14, 2014. Exactly a month before my birthday.”

“Too easy,” you teased.

“You can challenge me, you know. I’m better than that.” He chuckled, his gaze fixated on you.

“It started off easy.” You emphasized, turning to face him again.

You were distracted by the light that his phone screen emitted on his face, a luminous glow further highlighting the contours of his face.

How gorgeous he looked right now was beyond you.

“Bring on the hard questions, but it’s my turn now.” He winked at you before reading his first question aloud.

“What was the first gift that I gave to you?”

“Was it the silver necklace with the dainty hexagon shape in the middle that you bought me when we were browsing the streets of Hongdae together? I think that was our fourth date or something… or was it something else?”

“Guys, I have a terrible memory.” You scratched your head, slightly abashed.

“And in what you lack, I make up.” he propped his head to the side and smiled widely, his dimples deepening.

“Jae, please. We’re on camera.” You blushed.

“_________, first present. Think harder. I think this one’s pretty memorable.”

“Hint please?”

“First. First present. But also first something.” he emphasized, cutely putting up his index finger.

“OH MY- THE BLACK AND WHITE PLAID BUTTON UP SHIRT. It’s literally my favourite gift but it’s so precious to me I haven’t worn it since we met two years ago.” You continued.

“_______, you failed, so punishment time or?” He nodded coolly.

“Wait Jaehyun, wait! Before the punishment, reveal the story behind the first gift.” You gushed with excitement, recalling the very first time you had met him.

He instinctively placed his hand on the nape of his neck. You could tell he was a little flustered.

“Really?” he mouthed.

“Awww, are you shy?” You placed your hand on top of his and gave him a little squeeze. “Alright, we’ll save the story for next time. It’s a little embarrassing to talk about.”

Just as you were about to direct your next question to him, he started speaking.

“It was actually the first day we met. At that time, I was a part-time barista at a coffee shop and _______ was a customer. She was waiting for her coffee when one of the other customers was in a rush and accidentally bumped into her while rushing out, spilling some drinks on her. I guess he was in a rush but he didn’t even apologize and just ran out. She was drenched and all she did was grab some extra napkins from the dispenser and wipe at her shirt. So yeah, I found that ridiculous and without thinking I took off my shirt and told her to change into it.”

“Don’t worry guys, he was wearing a t-shirt inside.”

“By the way, how did you even manage to catch that? I remember it was pretty busy that day.” you added, smiling at him sweetly.

Jaehyun simply smiled and shrugged.

“I didn’t even think twice before taking my shirt off. Like I literally could have been wearing nothing inside.”

“Shirtless barista makes the headlines.” You teased jokingly, clutching your stomach to prevent yourself from doubling over.

He just shook his head and laughed softly, casually placing his hand on top of your head to ruffle your hair.

“_________, don’t change the topic, punishment time. Level one is… let me see… ”

“Lemons.” you finished his sentence, a look of regret washing over your face.

He smiled, eagerly getting up from his seat to grab a lemon wedge that he had sliced up from earlier.

You reluctantly took it from his hand and began nibbling at the lemon, wincing whenever you took another bite as the acidity instantaneously spread throughout your mouth.

After you finished half the wedge, Jaehyun swiftly grabbed the lemon from your hands and popped the rest of it into his mouth.

“It looked too delicious.” he replied simply. “It’s actually good, not too sour.”

“You little pig, why do you love food so much.“ 

You cracked a smile, immediately reaching for the glass of water in front of you to wash away the sour taste that still lingered in your mouth.

“Okay so next question. What’s my favourite food?” you asked.

“Is this some type of trick question ‘cause I feel like it’s too easy.” He placed his right hand under his chin, and glanced at the ceiling, thinking deeply.

“Well, it’s not a trick question but it might be a little difficult. ‘Cause I like everything. But there’s only one correct answer.”

“If I could only pick one… spicy tomato sauce pasta with seafood.”

“Didn’t expect you to be so specific,” you said, awe evident in your voice.

“Am I right though?”

You made a tiny ‘ok’ sign with your thumb and index finger and nodded in defeat.

“Alright, my turn. I’ll make it easier since I should be the bigger person and give you some points.”

“So thoughtful of you.” you replied, a hint of teasing sarcasm in your voice.

“I know right. So, what is the facial feature that I’m most confident about?”

“Your eyebrows.”


“Guys, I’m really jealous of Jaehyun’s eyebrows ‘cause mine are so sparse and I always need to fill them in but he’s born with such beautifully-shaped thick eyebrows.” you turned to him and outlined his brows with your fingertips.

He wiggled his brows in satisfaction, leaning in to give you a peck just above your brow-bone.

“Jae, I’m editing that out!” You giggled.

“It’s a good luck peck to define your eyebrow hair.”

You teasingly hit his arm. “JUNG YOONOH. SERIOUSLY.”

“Sorry guys, this is probably like one of the most boring videos you’ve ever seen.”

“And you’re going to have to edit half of this out because of the PDA… or you can just keep it in?” Jaehyun joked.

“Should I?”

“Johnny would say 'I just want to show the world how much I love my girlfriend’ and I completely agree.”

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Another twenty minutes passed and you were now on your eighth question. You were pretty sure the video wouldn’t be the most entertaining boyfriend tag around, but you were having a fun time filming with Jaehyun and most importantly, you had realized how lucky you were to have such a sweet and caring boyfriend. Maybe even the luckiest girl in the world, you smiled to yourself.

You always knew that Jaehyun was a detail-oriented, observant and caring person, but he sometimes surprised you, picking up on details that you didn’t even know about yourself.

“Oh, ________. You’re doomed this time.” Jaehyun smiled widely, while reading his eighth question.

“Why? I’ve been doing pretty well up until now, just a couple mistakes.” You retorted.

“The next question is sports-related.” he replied with a grin.

“Damn… really?”

“It should be passable, I always make you watch their games with me on tv and you usually do, even if you’re not paying attention.” he teased.

You glowered in response but you had a little bit of faith in yourself since you had watched a lot more sports since you had started dating Jaehyun. You just couldn’t resist his adorable antics.

“Okay, I love you ________. But tell me, which NBA team do I cheer for?”

“Give me a while to think about it. I swear I know though.”

“Mm, of course.” Jaehyun replied smoothly.

Here goes nothing. Let’s decode NBA first, you thought to yourself.

N for National. B for… baseball? Doesn’t seem right. Why are there so many sports that start with the letter b. Badminton? Something seems off. Then, it must be basketball. Jaehyun’s favourite sport is basketball! A… what did it stand for again? Shit, I forgot. Oh well.

“First, NBA stands for National Basketball A.” You replied, a smug look evident on your face.

Jaehyun chuckled and finished with perfect English, “A for Association.”

“Yes, that.” you smiled.

“Oooh, that’s impressive.” he replied, the right dimple on his cheek becoming more prominent.

You nodded. “Okay, three more minutes. Going to do more decoding in my head.”

“I’m so touched you’re working so hard.” He leaned over and bent down to give you a swift peck on the cheek.

“I’m working hard since I don’t want to do the punishment.” you simply replied.

“Why so tsundere.” A quiet giggle escaped Jaehyun’s mouth.

“And also the fact that you’re beating me by a landslide.” You laughed. “How is it possible that you didn’t even get one question wrong yet?”

Jaehyun scratched his head. “Were my questions too hard? Or yours too easy?”

“No, it’s because your memory is too good. Give me some brain cells! Anyway, let me continue. I can do this.”

“You can do this.” he replied.

“WE CAN DO THIS!” the both of you chanted, as you made a fist and pumped your arm up.

Jaehyun’s favourite basketball team. Hmm… he watches a lot of games but he is especially fond of one team. One of the heavily populated cities. It was definitely L.A… I’m sure he cheers for the team from L.A.

Now what were they called again? I loosely remember that it also started with a 'L’. Oh! It had a similar spelling to some of my favourite lip products. Lacquers? Yes… I think it was something like that. It was slightly different though. Lacers. Yes. Lacers.

“You ready?” Jaehyun asked.

“A hundred per cent ready.” you replied with ease.

“Wow, you’re really incredible.” he smiled at you and clapped slowly.

You hit him lightly on the shoulder and cleared your throat.

“The team is from L.A.”

Jaehyun immediately stood up and started clapping. “You basically got the answer already.”

“Mm, I know.” you answered.

“Los Angeles…”

“Lacers” you finished, your expression full of confidence.

Jaehyun scrunched his face cutely and doubled over, almost toppling on the couch.

“You were so close, babe! Should I just give the point to you?”

“I’m not right?!” You asked, genuinely surprised. “I remembered the name because it’s similar to lip lacquers.”

He laughed and brusquely wrapped an arm around your shoulder, bringing you even closer to him. “I’ll give you half a point for being such a cutie.” He said while gazing deeply into your eyes.

“But you still have to do half the punishment.” He continued, winking seductively.

“Jung Yoonoh, can you tell me what I got wrong first? Because I swear it was Lacers.”

“Well, you were only one letter off. It’s actually Lakers.” He nuzzled his face in your hair to stifle his urge to laugh.

“What, are you serious? I get three-quarters of a point then, not half. Meanie.”

“Anyways, what’s the quarter of a punishment I get?” You continued. A slight nervousness could be sensed in your voice.

You could see a shade of pink washing over Jaehyun’s ears as he read the punishment aloud in a voice an octave lower than usual. 

“Re-enact your first kiss.”

“Ah… so embarrassing.” You whispered, fidgeting with the ends of your sleeves.

“You wanna pass on this one?” he asked casually.

You were never exactly the shy or introverted type, but when it came to public display of affection, you were astonishingly timid.

However, for some reason, you were feeling slightly audacious today. Whether it was because you wanted to show everyone how much you liked him, or just because you felt like kissing him and experiencing that rush of nostalgia as you imagined the first time you felt his lips on yours, you weren’t sure. You just knew that you wanted to do this.

“Retract the point from before. I’ll do the full punishment.” You answered with certainty.

Jaehyun was slightly astounded, but he clearly liked your determination because you could he see him biting his bottom lip to hide his smile while he nodded in agreement.

“It’s actually easy to re-enact this one since our first kiss was at the movies. So let’s pretend the camera is the movie screen and imagine that we’re sitting on regular seats at the theatre.” You started.

You scooted about four inches away from Jaehyun in order to recreate the exact distance between the two of you during the date at the cinema. Then, you motioned to the space in between.

“Imagine that this pillow is the popcorn and this water bottle is a cup of cola. Unfortunately we don’t have the actual props,” you giggled.

You locked eyes with Jaehyun, who gave you the cue to start. A re-enactment of your first kiss together in front of a virtual audience was really odd, but it made your heart flutter nonetheless.

You glanced at Jaehyun from the corner of your eye as you cautiously curled a strand of hair behind your ear. He was looking straight at the camera, pretending to watch the so-called ‘movie’.

You could feel your heart skip a beat as you made your next move. It was almost as if you had shut out all your surroundings; you didn’t see the filming equipment and the bright lights in your room seemed to have dimmed. All you saw was Jaehyun sitting in a dark movie theatre, the only source of light being the dim glow of the screen outlining his sharp features. The memory was still so vivid in your mind, as if you were being transported back to that time again.

You drummed your fingers along the edge of your seat waiting for Jaehyun to reach for the popcorn. When you saw his hand on the pillow, you casually reached for it without being too blatant, but he had already finished grabbing a handful of imaginary popcorn.

You had turned away thinking that Jaehyun was just too immersed in the movie, but he was secretly laughing. Now that you were re-enacting the memory, it was difficult for you to refrain from peeking at him. Although you didn’t see it back then, he was intentionally concealing his smile by burying his face deeper in his turtleneck.

Jung Yoonoh, you little tease.

Next, you tried to reach for the bottle of water at the same time he did, but he was already taking a sip out of it, eyes trained on the screen.

You sighed. You still remembered how you were feeling a little dejected about how the movie was clearly more interesting to him than you. In all those dramas you had watched, the boy would usually try to initiate skinship with the girl at the theatre. You decided to try one last time anyways. After all, there wasn’t a rule in the book that said girls couldn’t initiate skinship first.  

When Jaehyun finally changed his position, leaning a tad bit closer to your side, you attempted to lie on his shoulder, all the while trying to be subtle.

You closed your eyes and smiled, expecting his warm wool turtleneck to make contact with your skin, when you realized that he had already switched back to his initial upright posture. On top of that, you probably looked like a dumbass right now, head cocked to the side, leaning on invisible air.

You imitated the exact expression you made that day, eyebrows furrowed and lips slightly downturned. At that exact moment, he leaned over and quickly gave you a short but soft kiss on the lips before returning to his upright posture, reverting his attention back to the imaginary movie screen. You were in total shock, but managed to take a quick peek at him. His arm was casually resting on the headrest, his hand slightly covering his mouth to keep from smiling too widely.

Your rounded eyes were still enlarged as the reality of what just happened hit you. So he was paying attention to me all this time? His attention was still on the screen, but he secretly took your hand with his free hand and interlocked his fingers with yours.

Jaehyun swung your entwined hands back and forth as you turned to smile at him. The two of you burst out laughing as he let go of your hand and you both applauded each other, “Okay, this is so embarrassing. But I did my punishment. I hope it wasn’t too much of a cringe-fest to watch.”

“I could see that you were really into it though.” Jaehyun commented cheekily.

You blushed.

“I was just trying to give an accurate portrayal to my subscribers!”

“But hey, I can’t believe I didn’t notice that you were laughing at me the whole time back then. I thought I was being natural with my moves.” You continued, while playing with a strand of his sleek brown hair.

He chuckled softly. “You don’t know how difficult it was for me to hold back my laughter. Too cute.”

You poked one of his dimples lightly and leaned over to give him a peck on the other one. Too adorable to resist skinship.

“Alright, time for the next question! Hang in there guys, we’re almost done. Okay Jae, the next one might be a bit hard. Are you ready for this?”

Jaehyun nodded. “How difficult can it be, am I right?”

You giggled while reading your question aloud. “If I could only wear one outfit everyday for the rest of my life, what would I wear?

“Have you been paying attention to my wardrobe?” you questioned.

“_______, you love clothes. It’s almost impossible.”

“Just guess, my Mr. Perfect soon to be Mr. Ninety-Nine Percent.”

“Well there’s always the black skinny jeans with the grey varsity sweater combination that you love wearing. But then there’s also the pleated skirt with blouse outfit that you love wearing to events… and then there’s the fitted plain white tee with Levi’s, that’s a classic, you can’t go wrong with that. This is so hard,” Jaehyun whined, his head leaning on your shoulder.

“Wow, Mr. Jung. I can’t believe this is the first time I’m taking a point off. Incredible.” You teased.

He placed his face in his hands and smiled shyly. “Ah, I wanted to get all the questions right. So what’s the correct answer?”

He peeked through his hands timidly.

“You’re too detailed. All I have written down is an all-black outfit. Black is the new black, Jaehyun. It’ll never go out of style, so… it’s perfect.” You bit your lip to keep from laughing too much as Jaehyun made faces at you.

“Punishment?” he asked, his voice slightly reluctant.

“Punishment for question nine is to do aegyo…” You paused for a bit before continuing. “That’s too easy for you, not fair.”

Jaehyun sighed. “Trust me, it’s not that easy.”

You pinched his cheeks as he pouted.

“You’re so good at it though. My cutie valentine boy.” He brightened up and smiled devilishly at your compliments.

“I’m not going to prepare chocolate on Valentine’s Day. I’m the chocolate myself, what would I buy chocolate for?” He started, his voice oozing with honey.

“The man born on February 14! It’s me, the choco-man!” He continued, placing one finger on his cheek, smiling widely.

You placed your hand on your mouth to refrain from laughing too loud, as Jaehyun’s eyes were noticeable crescents now. He was squinting his eyes because of the abundance of 'sweet’ lines.

You poked his cheek and placed that finger directly on your mouth.

“If you say so… hmm it’s salty?” You joked.

Jaehyun furrowed his brows and dabbed his finger on his tongue to check himself. “Oh! It’s sweet!”

He bent over, clutching his stomach from laughter, gesturing a 'X’ with his arms to signal that he was done. “Seriously, are you posting this online?” He pretended to cry.

“That was so cute!! How did you come up with that?” You squealed.

“It’s in my genes.” He replied flatly, before wrapping an arm around your neck and tickling you.

You squeaked as he tackled you and aimed for your most vulnerable parts, tickling your waist and under-arm area.

“JAE!!! STOP IT’S SO… TICKLISH… OKAY… I’ll stop laughing at you. Okay, stop. Let’s continue.” He steadied you and fixed your messy hair, then stole a quick kiss before nodding at the camera.

“Okay, so next… when did you meet the family?” Jaehyun asked.

“The date that I met your family right? Not when you met my parents? Or both?”

“Just when you met my family,” he replied, a coy smile on his face, remembering the moment.

“December 25, 2015. I went over to your house for a Christmas party and met your parents and I messed up the food, it was really embarrassing.” You recalled.

“Mom thought you were adorable but she said that you should learn some cooking skills from me,” Jaehyun chuckled.

“Hey! I’m better now okay? I even cooked for your parents and they loved it.” You bragged.

“True. Chef Jaehyun really helped you polish your skills right?”

“Yes, I acknowledge that!” You laughed.

“Wow. We’re already at our last question.” Jaehyun pointed out.

“Hope we didn’t bore you guys to death! So my last question is… Jaehyun, when do I find you the most attractive?” You tried to hide your smile and lowered your gaze a bit. Why did I think this was a good question again?

When you glanced up, you could see that Jaehyun’s smile had reached his eyes. So adorable.

“I think I’m going to get this question wrong too. ________, you should tell me these things, you know… when you find me the most…” He paused for a bit.


“Oh just guess!” You answered, evidently flushed by his teasing.

“Hmm… is it when I’m driving with one hand on your seat? I remember how you blushed when I first drove you around right after I got my driver’s license. That kind of seems too typical though… no, not that. When I’m ordering for us before the movies or restaurants. When I’m done ordering you always give me that look.”

“What look?” You asked, mouth slightly agape.

“You know, that… 'I’m so lucky to have you’ gaze.” He did his own rendition of that gaze of yours, causing you to hit him playfully as he caught your hands and wrestled around with you.

“No it’s not that! Jae, you’re getting worse at this.”

“Oh really? What is it then?” He clearly didn’t mind that he got the question wrong, he was just really intent on hearing the answer of when you found him the most attractive. He was giving you that gaze again. His sharp eyes exhibiting his confidence and curiosity.

“It’s when I look at your backside when you’re in the kitchen cooking for me.” You answered shyly.

“I feel all fuzzy and warm inside when I observe your backside in the kitchen. It makes me feel at home for some reason.” You continued, your voice softer than usual.

Jaehyun adjusted his position so that his back was now facing you.

“You know, you can hug this when I’m cooking. Since it’s so attractive.” He turned his neck to look at you, his gaze sharpening such that he was emitting a seductive aura.

A deep shade of red spread across your cheeks, but you still tried to hide how flustered you were.

“I will,” you replied, placing your hands around his waist and leaning on his broad back. It was so comfortable.

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After Jaehyun did his punishment, which was to eat a piece of sushi with a large wad of wasabi between the raw fish and the rice, which he easily aced, filming had almost come to an end.

It was time for the last question.

Jaehyun cleared his throat before reading his final question aloud.

“What is my fondest memory of you? It’s a hard one 'cause I never told you before.” He commented, shyly averting his gaze from yours, a slight smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

“Hmm… I seriously have no idea.” You pondered aloud.

“I’m just going to give this a shot even though I’ll probably get it wrong…”

“'Cause I’m really too curious about what your fondest memory of me is.” you continued, looking directly into his eyes, an abashed look on your face.

He held your gaze for a while until the two of you noticed that you were still filming, and he looked away, clearly shy.

“So, any guesses?” He smiled softly.

“The first time we saw each other, at the coffee shop? I mean, I think I left a pretty big impression on you.” You teased, giggling at the same time.

He paused, holding your gaze, the corners of his lips turned up in a knowing smile.

For a moment, you thought you had the right answer.

“Close, but not quite.”

You looked at him in confusion, slightly puzzled.

“________,” he started.

You nodded.

“Yes, Jaehyun?”

“So… I actually never told you this. But the coffee shop, it wasn’t the first time I saw you.”

Your eyes widened, slightly taken aback yet full of curiosity.

“My fondest memory of you starts like this. I was on bus route 148, just any regular day, coming home from school. That was the first time I saw you. I didn’t think much of it, if I had to admit though, you did catch my attention a little bit. But the bus approached the next stop, and a pregnant woman had boarded the bus. As I was about to stand up, I noticed that you had already stood up to offer your seat to her. I don’t even know if you remember this, honestly, but there was this man that came in and sat down just as she was about to sit down. You really started to catch my attention when you started to explain how the seat was for the pregnant lady, but you still managed to handle the situation well, even though he was being an asshole. I haven’t seen people like that in a long time. I was about to get up and at least try to strike up some conversation with you, but the next stop was your stop, and you had already left. So two weeks later, when I saw you at the coffee shop, I was just thinking… I didn’t want to let the chance to talk to you slip away again.”

“So that’s why…” you started.

He nodded before you could continue.

“The spill was a good excuse for me to talk to you.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You had always thought that the coffee shop meeting was your first. And although it was, you would’ve never thought you ever crossed paths with Jaehyun before that.

You blushed at the thought of a teenage Jaehyun, noticing your actions.

“So, why didn’t you ever tell me this?” You placed your left palm under your chin, gazing at him earnestly. 

“Well, it’s embarrassing, I didn’t want to make it seem like I’m a total romanticist.” He bit his lip and sighed softly.

You wanted to seem cool with it, but it was difficult to hide how touched you were.

Jaehyun felt your warm touch, as you placed your hand on the left side of his cheeks, visibly pink.

For a moment, you tuned out your surroundings again. You even momentarily forgot you were filming. This would probably be too much for your subscribers, but this would be footage you’d keep forever.

“I’m glad you took that chance.”

You held onto the ends of his sleeves, as you leaned closer for a passionate kiss. You could feel Jaehyun responding as he embraced you lightly, yet kissed you deeply, paying no mind to the camera.

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anonymous asked:

if you're still doin prompts..... could you give me some high school hl? if u want xxxx

Harry remembers every single moment of their first interaction vividly:

“Fuck, we have a test today?” Louis had asked. 

“Uh, yeah,” Harry said, smiling sympathetically.

“Fuck,” Louis repeated.

And then he sat down, right in front of Harry, just as he had been for the last month, and Harry bent under the table to fumble a pencil out of his backpack, finding that his fingers were actually—pathetically—trembling.

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Halloween anon here and I don't mind at all! Your vision for it was really amazing so I'm not even let down lol. Ummm another prompt. Uhhh. Maybe when Pynch is older and Adam has a stable job and etc Ronan gets Adam (dreams Adam?) a shy little hound puppy with big floppy ears? Has that been done? Sorry! And I will definitely see what I can do about writing Blue dressed up as Gansey!

The morning Adam turns 27, Ronan wakes up at the crack of dawn and drives into town. It’s not a long drive – the house they bought is far enough from the centre to have its own plot of land, but still a reasonable distance from Adam’s office – but he still honks viciously at every single unfortunate soul that is driving too damn slow, fuck it, because he’ll be damned if he can’t get back by the time Adam wakes up.

When he arrives at the shelter, the woman on duty greets him sleepily and a little grouchily. He had to pay a hefty bonus to ensure she’d be there at ass o’clock in the morning, but it’s worth it. Of course, it would have been easier if he could just have dreamt the puppy, all set and ready to go in the comfort of their own home – but he knows it wouldn’t be the same. Adam would not go for a dream puppy when there are dogs already waiting at a shelter, abandoned and mistreated and mistrusting, but still so full of affection and loyalty, hoping for someone to adopt them. Adam would never pick the easy option, and Ronan loves him for it.

The hound puppy is, to be honest, ridiculously cute, even though it cowers fearfully when Ronan tries to pick it up. It takes some coaxing from the shelter lady before it relaxes in Ronan’s arms long enough that he can carry it out to the car.

As the sun rises in the sky, Ronan drives back home breaking every speed limit, and the puppy barks joyfully. Ronan thinks they might just get along fine.

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Four times Kara didn't say she loved Lena (and one time she did)

Original work on Ao3. ENJOY!



The first time Lena heard Kara say ‘I love you’ it wasn’t directly at her.

They were in the middle of yet another interview – or maybe it was the end, she kind of lost track of time around the bubbly blonde reporter – when Kara’s phone ringed and she excused herself to answer her sister’s call.

“Hey, Alex!” She had said with a smile, rolling her eyes at something her sister said back.

“I’m not bailing on you, I’ll be there in time, don’t worry!”

Lena tried her best to pretend she wasn’t eavesdropping even though Kara was right there in front of her, humming at Agent Danvers words.

“Try to relax, okay? I’m on my way.” Kara smiled affectionately, and Lena wanted to scream at the butterflies in her stomach to fucking get it together. “Bye, I love you!”

Lena quickly looked up at those words, heart beating fast and fucking butterflies making a fuss yet again.

While she and Lex had a great relationship growing up, always supporting and teasing each other over dreams and silly things, they rarely shared any affections. He used to ruffle her hair when she done something good or a smart move at chess, and she would touch and squeeze his arm when one of his crazy projects worked out without exploding his room.

The first and probably only time they said I love yous was right after Lionel’s death.

Kara said I love you to her sister like she meant every word of it, and like she wouldn’t stop saying that any time soon.

Kara’s words made Lena’s insides melt.

“Sorry about that,” Kara said shyly, hanging up. “We’re having dinner with my sister’s girlfriend’s family for the first time tonight. Our mom is meeting Maggie’s aunt and husband, and Alex is freaking out making sure everything looks perfect, so apparently I have to be there right now or I’m dead!”

Lena laughed and walked Kara to her office door, before they shared a brief but tight hug.

“Text me later to let me know Supergirl’s sister didn’t kill her.”

Kara blushed and nodded, “Bye, Lena.”

Lena stared at Kara as the blonde walked to the elevator, thinking about her fainting I love you and how Alex Danvers was lucky to hear those words everyday.


Visiting the DEO base for the first time made Lena remember her first time in Disneyland right before Lex went away to college - Lillian’s last attempt to spend more time with her son and Lionel’s gift to Lena for her 12th birthday. 

Everything was magical.

She went there to sign the papers about Kara’s secret identity, but then somehow ended up helping Winn solve a cyber attack happening simultaneously all over the country after the surprise release of an alien malware used to collect informations about every alien related secret the government had.

It would take Winn and his team hours to solve the problem. With Lena’s help though, it took them two. 

Kara wrapped both arms around Lena and Winn’s shoulders as the whole base clapped and cheered over their success.

Even J'onn J'onnz’s lips turned upwards a tiny little.

After that it turned a common occurrance for Lena to visit DEO for professional reasons, weather to help Winn and his brilliant team with new algorithms, or Alex’s researches in the incredible base’s lab, or maybe only to watch Kara working out.

And she knows the last one it’s not professional, okay?

Don’t judge her.

Lena knew by now that Kara and Winn were best friends even before she came out as a superhero. She knew they bonded over working for Cat Grant the great Queen of All Media, and she admired both of them for putting up with all of Cat’s crazyness. 

Kara and Winn were like over excited puppies or maybe kindergarten partners in crime, and Lena was glad Kara had someone like him to be there for her no matter what.

Even if their closeness made Lena jealous as fuck sometimes.

But of course she couldn’t say that out loud. Lena and Kara were only friends. 

Sure, they hung out, had lunch or dinner together most days, were partners in game nights for the past couple of months, secretly texted each other about boring meets they had to attend, teased Maggie and Alex for being such a married couple already and Kara gave Lena the best back massages ever… but they only friends. 

And if Lena felt something for the blonde, that was entirely her own problem. She couldn’t force her feelings on someone else. 

Kara was such a lovely human being and her friendship with Winn was really a precious thing to see.

The three of them were once again in the lab, hunched over a table where Winn was trying to recreate Kara’s aunt special suit that prevented Astra and the others from the dangerous effects of kryptonite. 

Kara was quite happy with the possibility of not having to worry about the mineral in a fight, and Lena couldn’t say she wasn’t relived over the fact maybe she didn’t have to see Kara being carried to her sun bed still bleeding. 

She wished she could wipe away that memory. 

“I can’t believe it!” Winn said quietly, making Lena and Kara stop their completely serious thumb fight to look at him. “I’m a freaking genius… oh God, I’m a freaking genius!”

Kara was already smiling widely, “You did it?”

Winn raised his fists in the air, jumping up and down, laughing. “Gimme a Rocky Balboa song, baby, because I DID IT!”

Kara screamed and threw herself in Winn’s arms, holding onto him like a baby koala.

“I fucking love you, Winn! I love you! I love you!”

“Oh, I know! I know!" 

Lena wanted to stab the jealousy monster right in the eye.

She didn’t have time to dwell too much into it, though, becuse Winn and Kara were now looking at her with that twin glint in their eyes and… 

Oh no.

Lena was tackled to the ground before she could run, trapped in a messy group bear hug and giggling fits.

When Alex found them down there with raised eyebrows, the three of them screamed 'WE DID IT!’, before pulling her down too.


Lena Luthor was a genius. 

Lena Luthor was the youngest CEO L-Corp had in its history. 

Lena Luthor was fucking scared to meet Eliza Danvers.

"You're pathetic, Luthor.” Maggie mumbled as they cut vegetables for the salad in Kara’s kitchen. 

Lena looked up to see Maggie’s annoying smirk.

“What are you talking about?” Lena asked, eyes now back to the baby carrots she was meticulously cutting. 

Maggie looked over her shoulder to where Alex and Kara were talking as they set up the table. When she turned her eyes back to Lena, she was smirking again. 

“You may look all calm and collected, but buying all these flowers arrangements and that expensive wine that probably costs more than my apartment kinda gives you away.” Maggie whispered. “Actually your devotion to those carrots and how you make heart eyes at Kara makes it even more obvious.”

Lens blushed but tried to act cool.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Right. And I didn’t fuck Alex on your office couch.”



Lena’s hand slipped as she looked with widen eyes at the detective, face as red as the blood now dripping from her index finger all over the kitchen island.

“You and little Danvers were taking too damn long to make a good use of it.” Maggie shrugged as if it was nothing.

“MAGGIE!” She pointed the knife towards the detective.

“What’s happening here?”

“Lena, you're bleeding?”

In a blink Kara was right beside here, Lena’s hand in hers as she took the knife away from the CEO to give a better look at the cut.

“Margaret it’s what’s happening! They had sex on ou- on my office couch!”

Kara gasped as she looked at her sister and her girlfriend, Maggie laughing so hard she barely made any sound and Alex hiding her flushed face behind her hands, mortified. 

“Maggie, I can’t believe you!” Alex groaned.

“Lena’s meeting was taking too long!”

Before anything else could be said, they heard the doorbell ring. Kara glared at Alex as she still held Lena’s hand in hers, making some pressure over the wound to keep it from bleeding too much, and Alex took a deep breath as she moved to open the door.

Eliza was already smiling when the door opened, but the smile quickly turned into a frown when she noticed the tension. 

“Is something wrong?" 

"Lena cut her finger.” Kara quickly said.

“Oh dear…” Eliza quickly walked inside the apartment and approached the two of them, pushing Kara’s hand away and replacing her daughter’s hands with her own, looking at the cut. “It’s deep, but nothing serious. Kara, go grab the first aid kit.”

Kara was gone and back in a second. 

Eliza moved Lena to the couch as Alex and Maggie finished cleaning the kitchen island and preparing the food, Kara watching attentively as her mother patched up Lena’s finger. 

“There you go. All good.” Eliza said when she finished wrapping Lena’s finger in a Minions band aid. She smiled. “I’m Eliza Danvers, by the way.”

Lena gulped and looked up into the older woman’s eyes, suddenly feeling nervous yet again.

“Lena Luthor, ma'am.”

Kara giggled at her words and Lena felt very embarrassed.

“Only Eliza it’s fine. I was actually looking forward to meet you, Lena. Of course, under better circumstances." 

Lena looked surprised at Eliza.

Since Kara’s invitation to dinner to meet her adoptive mother last week, Lena had been nervous. She wasn’t used to meeting moms and this was Kara's mom.

"You were?”

“Kara talks so much about you, I felt like I knew you already!”

“Mom…” Kara whined, cheeks turning pink and looking away.

Lena heard Maggie and Alex giggling in the back like high school teenagers.

“She only said good thing, of course.” Eliza took Lena’s hands between her own and looked right into green eyes. “And I also would like to congratulate you on your public speech in the Congress about the new National Alien Immigration Law Center. That’s a very important step for aliens to come out of the shadows and seek our help. Hopefully more and more countries will follow our lead. I'm very proud of you, Lena.”

Lena felt her eyes stinging as she looked back at Eliza. In all her twenty five years of miserable life she never heard her own mother say such gentle words with that soft motherly tone. 

She took a deep breath and tried her best to prevent the tears from falling.

“Thank you, Eliza. Really.”

“Oh, come here!” Eliza opened her arms and pulled Lena into the warmest hug she’s ever felt - except Kara’s. Then she felt Kara hugging both of them, reaching for her mother over Lena’s shoulder to kiss Eliza’s cheek.

“I love you, mom.” She said softly.

“I love you, too, sweetie.”

Alex cleared her throat. 

“I love all of my girls!” Eliza said louder as they laughed.


Maggie was a little shit. 

They all knew that.

And Lena would never forgive her for having sex on her own office couch before Lena even had the chance to maybe, one day in the future, make a good use of it with Kara. 

It was their couch!

But still, Maggie had Kara’s back and vice versa. 

Sometimes they went out to lunch only the two of them, when neither Lena or Alex had the time to tag along. They started to do yoga classes together, which Lena couldn’t really complain because Kara stretching her body was an amazing sight, before they moved to kick boxing. 

When Kara started to say fuck more often, Lena and Alex both agreed that that was probably the limit of things.

“You’d think I would be glad my little sister and girlfriend are getting along so well, but I kind of wish they hated each other right now.” Alex said as they watched Maggie and Kara pour the biggest glass of beer the alien bar had down their throats, trying to see who could drink faster over a stupid bet. 

“Kara thinks she’s turned into a badass.” James said, chuckling when Maggie and Kara finished their beers at the same time, the two of them burping loudly.

“For Christ’s sake…” Alex mumbled as they approached their table once again.

“Did you finish?” Lena asked Kara when the blonde sat back down by her side, wiping away the beer mustache the reporter had with a napkin. 

“Uhum!” Kara hummed and nodded quickly, her glasses sliding down her nose a little. “Maggie was teaching me some cool pick up lines!”

Alex glared at her girlfriend, who raised her hands in surrender.

“She might want to use some in future!" 

Lena pretended she didn’t see everybody looking at her with the corners of their eyes.

She knew they all thought she should make a move or something towards Kara. But why did it have to be her? 

If Kara felt anything for Lena, she would’ve said something by now. But Kara was as affectionate with Lena as with everybody else.

And she didn’t want to mess up their friendship. 

"I might!” Kara nodded quickly again, smiling.

“You should try it right now, little Danvers!”

Maggie, the little shit. 

Lena sighed as she prepared herself to see Kara find some bulky guy to practice her ridiculous pick up lines on, but the blonde only bit her bottom lip, looking around.

Then she turned to look at Lena.

“Hey, Lee! I may be Batman but you’re Robin my heart!" 

Kara’s cheeks were flushed from the drinks and Lena thought she looked beautiful. 

But all of their friends were making such a fools of themselves as they punched the table, laughing hard.

"Was it good?” Kara looked from Lena to Maggie, seeking for her master’s approval. 

“Try the Super ones!" 

Kara thought for a moment before she looked at Lena again, "Did I hit you with my heat vision? Because you’re on fire!”

Lena palmed her red cheeks as she too started to laugh at Kara’s words.

“Oh! I have another: I think your clothes are made of kryptonite, we have to get rid of them immediately!" 

"Okay!” Alex said as she clapped her hands. “I think that’s enough, let’s get this ladykiller home!" 

Alex helped Kara with her coat since the blonde was too drunk to put it on her own, and Lena grabbed Kara’s purse, following Alex and Maggie outside, as they supported the blonde’s heavy body to Lena’s car.

"Than you for our lessons, master. Did you think it worked?” Kara asked Maggie, the reporter’s arm still around her shoulders. 

“You’ll have to ask Lena later.” Maggie said with a smile. 

“Okay… I love you, Maggie.” Kara said softly, kissing Maggie’s cheek.

“I love you, too, baby Danvers.” Maggie closed the passanger’s door and winked at Lena over the roof is the car. “She’s all yours now, Luthor.”

Lena could only wish. 


Lena was getting used to hear Kara say ‘I love you’ to almost everyone by now.

She said it to Mon-El once after he got beaten up by some giant crazy alien that looked like a crocodile, putting himself between the Croc and a group of citizens, giving them time to run.

He was starting to learn to be a hero and a good Supergirl sidekick. When he didn’t spent time hitting on girls, that is, but Kara or Maggie would always slap the back of is neck as they told him to treat girls right, so Lena hoped he learned that too.

Kara often said 'I love you’ to J'onn. 

She ended calls with Clark with the same words.

Cat Grant visited her once at CatCo and guess what? 'You know I love you, Cat!’

She said it to Brad, her doorman when he helped with the grocerie bags.

She said it to Lena's doorman once for the same reason. 

And she said it to Bruce Wayne after an interview over the phone, but she insisted she didn’t mean it, it was just force of habit.

But she never said it to Lena.

Not even once.

Not even if just by the force of habit. 

And Lena shouldn’t feel hurt, but she did.

“Do you love me, Kara?” Lena finally asked one night.

They had been watching a movie on Alex and Maggie’s place as they waited for the couple to return with the food. Lena’s head was resting on Kara’s thigh on the couch, but apparently Kara had been so startled by the question she jumped, forcing Lena to sit up.

“W-what?” Kara asked nervously. “Why are you asking me that?”

Lena sighed.

“It’s just… you have this crazy habit of saying 'I love you’ to just about anyone!” She finally said, running her hands over her dark hair, frustrated. “You say it to Alex, you say it to Eliza, you say you love Clark before finishing your calls, you said it to Brad the doorman once. Even Mon-El got his declaration of love!”

Kara was opening and closing her mouth quickly, like a fish out of the sea.

“But…. that’s… that’s just… me, you know!”

Lena smiled sadly at that.

“I know. I do know. But you never told me. Not even over a phone call." 

Lena looked down at her hands, suddenly feeling very stupid to start this discussion.

"Look… let’s forget I said anything, okay?” She smiled but it didn’t sound funny. “I get it. It’s hard to say those words to a  Luthor and-”

“It’s not that.” Kara said just above a whisper. “I could never say I love you without making it sound something so much deeper than that.”

Lena looked up quickly, frowning at Kara’s words.

“What do you mean?”

“I wouldn’t be able to say I love you without wanting to make love to you.” Kara’s hands were shaking as she said that.

“I do like to say how much I appreciate having people I can trust and cherish in my life. I had no one. My planet was gone. And this was my second chance.” Kara took Lena’s hands between her own. “But meeting someone like you it’s a one time thing, Lena. Our friendship it’s something I would never risk losing.”

Lena felt Kara’s hands move to her cheeks.

“You don’t know how much I love you, Lena. How many times I had to force myself to keep the words inside. I love your smile… Rao, it feels like flying over the clouds and bathing in the first rays of sunshine. I love how green your eyes are. I love how I can read your humour through your eyebrows, and I love the way you clench your jaw when yore concentrating too hard on your work. I love your voice when you say my name and the sound of your laughter, I love your skin and how soft it is, it makes me crazy. I love how you love people, no matter where they’re from.”

Lena smiled as she wiped away relieved tears, because Kara finally said she loved her.

“I'm fucking in love with you, Lena.”

Even better. 

“I’m in love with you, too, but I hate you for taking too fucking long to tell me that!”

“Then I’ll have to say it everyday.” Kara smiled, before leaning in and covering Lena’s lips with her own in a slow but deep kiss.

They broke apart a few moments later, trying to catch their breath. 

“I love you. I love you. I love you…” Kara mumbled as she peppered kisses all over Lena’s face. 

The CEO smirked as she laid down on the couch.

“You know, I think Maggie’s couch it's so comfortable.”

Kara raised an eyebrow. “Lena, no…”

“Lena, yes.”

Then Lena yanked down the woman she loved and that loved her back for another hungry kiss.

Suck that, Maggie!

some things I love about the KNK members
  • → because knk is coming back with 'rain' (july 20) ←
  • Kim Youjin: as the oldest hyung, he takes care of the members in subtle ways but still. honey vocals. hates being touched and the members loves to show him affection and skinship #ripyoujin. he's basically knk's babysitter. 'it g MA!' did you know he co-composed MAP6's 'Closer'? yea he did that. trained with b.a.p and he was in one of Secret's performance so check it out lol. weird dance that i get embarrassed for him. has a huge mouth and proud of it. apparently he's the normal one but trust me, no one is normal in knk.
  • Park Seungjun: second oldest member but why does he act like a five year old. fanboy and obsessed with animations/cartoons like Pokémon, Digimon and basically everything from our childhood. once considered skipping a wedding to see the Digimon movie. 'Staryu-sunbaenim'. loves Jihun and his butt. got connections (bts and got7) since he trained with them. Beast-I mean Highlight-fanboy and loves Junhyung #successfulfanboy. he literally bought a pair of shoes bc junhyung was wearing them
  • Jung Inseong: LOUD. this seems very common for main vocals. he can't stay quiet, it seems impossible for him. loves tornado potatoes. his laugh is a half scream half laugh. HAHAHA hahaHAAHAA. was in FNC with heejun and bighit with seungjun, was it fate that brought them together? please let him go to king of the masked singer. he ships himself with heejun. 'you are my destinnnyyyy'.
  • Kim Jihun: our leader. he goes through a lot but he's also part of the mess. has to meet the floor at least three times when laughing or doing anything. moved into Seungjun's room finally. choreographed for knk (Stay and Sun.Moon.Stars). looks good with any hair color. he's pretty quiet when on variety but he's super duper loud on the vapp. he seems to hold things back bc he's the leader and hope he doesn't stress himself too much.
  • Oh Heejun: cutie baby. talented af. sing, raps, play guitar, dance omg. was supposed to be in FNC band but glad he's in KNK. the shortest member but he's still taller than everyone (5'11). wants Youjin's love like really badly. "Jihun-hyung are you jealous?" needs to be on variety shows bc he knows what to say and how. the total jokester of the group and they love him. screams and overreacts all the time. MEHHH.
  • KNK in general: it's been a year since debut and they've really grown as a group. though they aren't super popular like other groups, they are one of the strongest rookies of 2016 and already recognized as a group of capable singers/performers. seeing them from knock to sun.moon.stars, their music continues to have that nostalgic sound that is almost addicting and we don't see that so often with newer groups. been rooting for them since debut and I can't wait for their newest comeback. Tinkerbells, let's work hard to support our tall babies.

anonymous asked:

Fraaaaan, Sero so handsome. What about BakuSero ?

A good ship I might draw something for in the near future! :D if inspiration doesn’t leave me again, that is

Anon said: I don’t know if you said anything but is there a reason you haven’t drawn anything haikyuu related lately? Not complaining but just interested why?

Hmmmmm there’s a few reasons I’ve talked about on various occasions in the past, stuff that goes from “the manga isn’t all that inspiring atm” to “the fandom isn’t responding in a way that makes me want to share more” and also “reposters sure are a pain aren’t they”, but lately I’ve been thinking that I really wouldn’t mind drawing some hq’s again so! Don’t think about those too much, consider it just a temporary hiatus :D

Anon said: Rude quiestion i know and im sorry but, will you draw some haikyuu stuff again or…?

I will! Can’t promise my focus won’t shift on other characters once I’ll start again, or generally be more spread out through everyone instead of focusing on a couple like I was doing before, but I will!

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anonymous asked:

can i has more cr sense8 au percy pls? (if your up for it of course)


“I’m still not certain we should be doing this.“

It was a meaningless statement even before he said it. With her arm in his, with the warmth of her against his side and the tinkle of her laugh fading in the air, Percy thought he would trust Vex to lead him down any icy path through the woods, with any blindfold on or off, even if he had never known her more intimately than he knew himself. Even if they had just met, somehow, one day, and she had smiled and beckoned, he would have followed.

Exaggerated gagging noises broke into his thoughts—Vax, visiting as almost always, making Vex laugh in the cold Northern darkness. The drugs all but gone from his veins, Percy could feel him again, that knife’s edge of sarcasm prickling over devotion deep enough to fill the sea.

Two (one? three?) months of isolation was turning him poetic. It was horrifying.

“It’ll be fine,” said Vex, tugging him forward. “Turn right—”

Percy followed her instructions obediently. “I don’t know where you get the confidence that she won’t be looking, just this one night. It’s not like the holidays have stopped them before.”

“Because she’s loony, Freddie,” Vax said with overwhelming fondness.

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Kimi ni Todoke Chapter 117 Summary Translation *SPOILER ALERT*

I translated the summary for those one who couldn’t wait to know what’s happening in the latest chapter. My translation is not perfect and I’m sure I did some mistakes, especially because it’s hard the understand some situations without images. But here you go!

The cover front is Ayane waiting for a kiss and Pin. (I need to see that!!!)

The chapter begins with Pin telling Ayane to shut the door because he will catch a cold with his wet hair. Ayane couldn’t believe he actually lets her in his flat. She comes in with her heart throbbing hard. His flat is cleaner than before (XD).

Pin offered her some coffee.

Suddenly Pin tell her ‘You came here to tell me isn’t it!’ which startled Ayane. He carries on saying ‘You’re still young and you still have your future ahead of you! The next one will be right, be positive!!’

Ayane thinks ‘What… Don’t tell me he’s trying to dump me…?’

While she starts crying she tells him ‘Wait!! Wait a minute~~!’

Pin says ‘What is one or two failures! You really tried your best!’ Pin tries to cheer her up but Ayane replies that she didn’t tried hard.

Pin says ‘Then are you going to give up and go somewhere else? Or are you going to be out of school?!’

Then at the same time they are like ‘WHAT??!!’

Ayane reports him properly that she passed the entrance examination. To that Pin replied ‘Why were you so slow (to tell me)! Do you know how long I have been waiting for y…’ Then ‘I have been waiting for you!! Today!! The entire day!!! I waited for you to come!!’ When Ayane heard that Pin has been worried about her the whole time, she was so happy she started crying again.

Pin tells her not to cry because she greatly succeeded, then they have a toast together with their coffee cup.

When Pin tells her that she did well, Ayane replied yes with a smile while still crying.

Pin became a little bit embarrassed when he saw her smile. He tells her that she is gross when she is too honest and then goes dry his hair.

Ayane remembers the chocolate inside her bag. She thought about not giving him the chocolate because he told her she was gross, but then she remembers Sawako, Chizu and Kento telling her to do her best.

She places the valentine chocolate next to Pin’s mug.

Pin comes back after having dried his hair and when he notices the chocolate box he asks what is that without understanding.

Then Pin shouts that it’s Valentine Day. He completely forgot about it.

Ayane says ‘This… is for you!!! For you Pin!!! It’s not an obligatory chocol…’ while becoming all red and crying a flood of tears. Then Pin tells her it’s better if she doesn’t say it. Surprised, Ayane ask herself if he knows, if he knew her feelings…

Ayane replies ‘It’s no good, I will say it!!! Because you told me! You told me that those who remember working hard would be able to get back on their feet!! You told me that!!

Still crying she gather her courage to speak: ‘… I love you!!!!! Whatever! I can’t help it!! I just love you!! That’s it. It took me a lot of courage to give you this chocolate! I thought about giving up, but I still wanted to give it to you!! It took me more strength then when I decided to take the entrance examination! Even though it’s chocolate from a convenient store, it’s up to you if you want to take it or not…’

Pin has been listening to her all the while, he then unfasten the ribbon from the chocolate box. While he ate the chocolate, he says ‘It goes well with the coffee. It’s good.’ Pin ate all the chocolate from the box.

Ayane is waiting for him to say something with her heart beating fast.

With a smile Pin tell her ‘… Maybe in 10 years!! (I’m not sure about that one. If someone has a better translation please let me know) Sorry but you’re out of scope!!’

‘Aah, I just got dumped!!! After all that was no good’ Ayane says with a smile.

She thinks ‘Chizu, Sawako! My love is unrequited!!’

Ayane asks Pin since when he noticed her feelings. He tells her its since the ‘I’m not a kid’ time.

Finally she asks him if he never thought even once that she was cute/pretty putting aside she is a student. While hitting lightly on her forehead Pin tells her he has not.

Ayane acknowledges that she was completely defeated.

When Ayane was about to go home, Pin gave her the eraser he promised her if she passed the examination.

Then Pin says ‘This is my congratulation gift! I will praise you!! You’re a kind person. You can get angry, you can be depressed and laugh for someone else sake. Before you gave me those sweets, during the school festival when I was the only one who didn’t get any… That was very kind of you. You are kind! … So you can have more confidence in yourself. I’m not saying that for school related issues (here again I’m not sure about the meaning).

From now on you will be alright! Even if you go through failures! I have faith in you! Don’t worry! You will be alright! Yano congratulation for passing your entrance examination!!’

Ayane replies with a smile while crying ‘Thank you!! Sensei!!’ *T_T*

On her way back home, she keeps remembering how Pin cheered for her, how he ate all the chocolates even if he doesn’t like sweet things, and that he has faith in her.

Then she eats the throat lozenge that Pin gave her and that she used as a charm.

She thinks ‘I really did my best! After 10 years, even if it won’t be love, I wonder if I will be able to become a good woman. I really want to become a good adult that won’t make Pin ashamed. I wonder if I can become one.

She remembers Pin saying that she will be alright. ‘Yes, yes. I’m sure, I will be alright’.

-End of chapter-

Next chapter will be the graduation ceremony (already T_T).

Wow just by reading the summary, I was so emotionally involved! I think I will cry when I will read the raw… I’m sure there is more to read when we will see the raw but… T_T I really hope it won’t be the end for this ship… What do you think? Do you think there is still some hope? That Pin is hiding something?

What made me happy and sad at the same time is that we got a whole chapter focused on those two, but that’s maybe the first and the last one if KnT ends soon… So we have 2 chapters left for volume 29 and next chapter(s) will be the graduation ceremony… I will pray that it won’t end here and that we will have at least a volume 30… I want to see them at uni and when they are proper adults…

Anyhow I really look forward to reading the raw to see what kind of face Pin made!! >_

Let’s talk some more about Cuban Derek Malik Nurse because this has officially become important for my sanity

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