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21.9.17 12:46 PM // pink tinted bullet journal spread this week. also my regular journal that i bought from barnes&noble a while ago.

it’s been pretty great volunteering as medic for my school’s sports cup. unfortunately, i caught a cold yesterday 😷

Lance: (lying down on the floor, smiling)

Pidge: what are you doing?

Lance: stargazing

Pidge: what? But we’re indoo— (looks up at the ceiling, which is covered with pictures of Hunk) oh. (Lies down next to Lance) don’t mind if I do

Lance: (nods)

Keith: (walks in) hey guys what are you doi

madasaku weekend 2017


in which madara is rapunzel and sakura is the prince


Mileena Kahnum a.k.a. worst liar ever


Jealous Jax x unobservant reader :)

Originally posted by lonely-my-middle-name

“He’s been eye fucking you all night.” Jax says, trying to keep the bitterness from his words but failing majorly. You frown, grabbing your drink hot dog from the vendor and paying him.

“Who?” you ask, walking back towards the group. Jax scoffs, taking a harsh drag from his cig, seemingly annoyed. “Ryan?”

Jax doesn’t respond, leading you to believe you’ve got it right. Rolling your eyes, you take a bite from your food, trying not to get sauce all over your face. “He’s just a friend, Jax. Why do you care anyway?”

“I don’t. Just don’t like the way he’s looking at you, that’s all.” It’s bittersweet as you reach the others, thankful to get away from Jax’s moods but wanting to know why he’s so bothered in the first place.

“Fireworks start in ten.” Opie says, Lyla nestled under his arm. You all start walking towards where the fireworks are being let off, Ryan falling back to walk next to you.

“Your biker boy doesn’t seem to like me very much.” Ryan chuckles, you smiling sympathetically.

“He’s just, well, Jax.” you say, Ryan smirking at your lack of explanation. Shrugging, you nudge him lightly with your arm. “He’ll warm up to you soon enough.”

“Doubt it, he thinks I’m competition.” You wait for him to continue, spotting Jax up ahead, his head turning to look at you, the same pissed off expression on his face. “It’s obvious he’s in love with you.”

You choke on your food, coughing loudly as Ryan taps your back, trying to help you recover. Once you’ve successfully dislodged the food from your throat, you turn to look at him. “What? No, you’ve got it all wrong..”

“Oh, (Y/N).” he tuts, throwing his arm around your shoulder. “Still so naive.”

You don’t say anymore as you reach the field, the grassy area full of the people of Charming waiting patiently for the show of bursting colour to begin.

“Is it bad that I’m getting a kick out of pissing him off?” You look over at Jax as Ryan talks, feeling sorry for the bottle of beer in Jax’s grip, his fingers white as he squeezes it for dear life.

“Don’t be an asshole.” you comment, shrugging his arm from around you. “I’m just gonna go see if he’s alright.”

“Use protection.” he laughs childishly, causing you to punch him in the arm, not being able to control the smile on your lips.

Striding over to the mardy looking biker, you smile at him, the crease between his browz remaining. “Your face is gonna get stuck like that if you keep frowning.”

He doesn’t even acknowledge you as you speak, refusing to meet your gaze as he looks towards the crowd of citizens. You feel your mood start to turn sour at his coldness, a pang of embarrassment hitting you in the chest.

“Asshole.” you mutter, deciding to let him wallow in his own negative juices. You stride forwards, a grip on your arm stopping you in your tracks. “What?”

“I’m not the asshole here, your so called ‘friend’ is.” he says, emphasising the word friend in a sarcastic manner. You yank your arm out of his grip, raising your eyebrows in disbelief.

“You’re so childish! What’s it to you who I’m friends with and not friends with?” you challenge, folding your arms across your chest. All you receive is a look of surprise, Jax not expecting you to retaliate in such a fiesty manner.

He shakes his head, his tongue running over his lower lip. His voice is less agitated once he speaks, a calmer grain behind his words. “You really don’t get it do you?”

“What? That you’re a dick?” You regret your response as soon as it leaves your lips, not enjoying the flash of hurt that passes through Jax’s eyes, though it’s gone as quick as it appeared.

“Forget it.” You huff, rolling your eyes in exasperation as he strides away from you, his form tense as he does so.

“Jesus Christ.” you mumble to yourself, following his steps only seconds after he’s disappeared, his figure turning out of sight. You jog, cursing his long legs as you try to catch up, finally spotting him in an abandoned area of the park.

“You walk kinda quick, you know that?” He turns his head towards you, eyes trained on yours as he lights up the stick, before turning away again as he takes a drag. “I’m sorry for calling you a dick. Can you just tell me what’s up?”

“Nothing, I’m fine.” You don’t budge, instead carefully taking the cigarette from his fingers and taking a drag, showing you’re not leaving anytime soon. “You shouldn’t pick up on my habits.”

You shrug, letting the smoke escape from your mouth. “You can do it, why can’t I?”

“I’m already poisoned.” he says, retrieving the cigarette from you and taking another drag, before doubting it against the tree. “You’re too good for it.”

“What if I think you’re too good for it?” you argue, taking a step closer to him, convinced his anger level has lowered.

“I’d say you’re wrong.” he shrugs, smirking at the annoyed expression on your face. “Sorry, darlin’, but it’s true.”

“Well, I think you’re wrong. You’re more than good enough, and you’re not poisoned.” you state, reaching him and poking his chest lightly, enjoying the way he squirms under your touch.

“Whatever you say, angel.” he says, though you can tell your words have brightened his mood. “You need to get back, you’re gonna miss the fireworks.”

“I don’t mind, I’d rather stay with you.” A blush creeps up your neck after you’ve spoken, butterflies fluttering in your stomach as you look into the distance, trying to control your jitters.

“Yeah. Views better here, anyway.” he says, his eyes focused on nothing but you as you look back at him.

You hum in response, crossing your arms, unable to control the way your lips curl up. “That so?”

He nods in confirmation, running his hands through his hair, taming back a few stray tendrils. He steps towards you, reaching out for you cautiously, his actions slightly more confident once he sees that you don’t deny him.

He pulls you towards him gently by your shirt, not sure how to dance in the newly discovered territory. You’re the same, unsure how to react to his advances before your palms find their place on his chest, the action almost natural. “This okay?”

You nod slightly, not wanting to disturb the current between the two of you, your fingertips tracing the patches on his kutte nervously, feelings of anxiety and excitement swirling within.

Your eyes flutter closed as he wraps his arms around you, yours slipping around his neck as the two of you embrace. You don’t miss the way his grip tightens around your body, a heavy sigh leaving his lips as he holds you to his chest.

“It’s okay.” you whisper, sensing the urgency in the way he squeezes you, like having you in his clutches relieves the immense burden that he carries around on his shoulders. “You’re alright.”

He pulls away after a few seconds, a kiss being left upon your forehead as he does so. You close your eyes at the feeling, angling your head up slightly to brush your nose against his own, skin tingling at the action.

He slips his hands under your shirt, the calloused yet delicate digits stroking your exposed skin as his breath tickles your lips, tension thick in the air.

“Jax.” you say breathlessly, pulling on the locks at the nape of his neck. That’s all he needs to take the lead, his lips pressing against yours for the first time, his pressure featherlight.

A quiet moan slips from you, Jax gripping your hips in response before pressing his lips harder against your own, his movements becoming more and more confident.

The taste of smoke and mint dances it’s way onto your tongue as the kiss deepens, the concoction making your head swirl. Jax nibbles on your lower lip teasingly, your body completely controlled by his touch.

He only separates once you’re both breathless, his forehead pressed against yours as flick your tongue across your lips, savouring the taste of him within your mouth.

“I should’ve done that a long time ago.“ he chuckles, his thumbs swiping backwards and forwards over your skin. You hum in agreement, revelling in the sensation of floating, head swimming within the clouds.

Loud banging erupts from within the distance, the sky blasted with streams of vibrant colour. The display creates the perfect setting, your mouth finding Jax’s again as you experience his lips all over again, never wanting to be without it again.

A/N - I’m really happy with how this turned out!! I hope you guys are too :) Let me know what you think, your feedback is always welcome and appreciated ❤ love you all xxxxx

Good Morning // Min Yoongi


the prompt: Can I request something really fluffy with BTS Suga? With kisses and forehead touches please! Thank you!!

words: 1009

category: fluffy fluff~

author note: this is full of fluff on fluff so please enjoy! (also, there is a huge thunderstorm outside of my house and it’s so loud haha)

- destinee

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waking up next to your best friend after a drunk one night stand can’t be good… right?


★would get really nervous when he sees you next to him  

★his top two priorities were that you use protection  

★and that you were okay  

★when you finally woke up and offered him a sleepy smile he’d melt  

★’you look comfy’

★’i am’

★’you’re okay?’

★’yeah. are you?’

★’i feel much better now i know you’re not going to scream at me and run away’

★you’d lay in silence for a while

★until he rolls over to face you

★’what now?’

★’we go get breakfast and then you ask me on a date?’

★’you wanna go on a date with me?’


★’since when?’

★’a while’

★’it took us having drunk sex to admut you have a crush on me?’


★’not at all’ 


★when he wakes up to see you getting dressed he’ll get really offended 

★'you were about to leave’

★’well yeah?’ 

★’that’s rude’ 

★’it’s what happens after sleeping with somebody when you’re drunk’

★’get back in bed’


★’because i wanna cuddle more with you’

★’that’s not how it goes in movies’

★’don’t make me drag you, Y/N’

★he’d wrap himself around you 

★and probably go back to sleep with you


★joshua would stare at you while he waited for you to wake up

★when you finally id he’d offer your a shy smile  

★’you okay?’ 

★’shouldn’t i be he one asking that question?’

★he’d wrap you in his arms and bury his face in your neck 

★’i’m perfect’ 


★he’d press his lips over the skin of your neck

★and collarbones

★’i’m going to go run the bath. wanna join?’

★’do you have that strawberry soap?’


★’that’s my favourite’

★you’d share a bath together

★then go get something to eat

★if you wanted to start a relationship or never speak of the night again he’d be happy either way


★would be really shy around you

★you’d be cooking breakfast for the two of you

★and you’d notice him staring at you from behind the door and laugh 

★’you want some eggs?’ 

★he’d just stare at you in this trance

★’earth to jun’ 

★waving in his face finally gets him out


★’do you want some eggs for breakfast?’

★’oh, yeah. eggs are good’

★he’d go back to staring at you when you sat down to eat

★’are you okay?’

★’you look beautiful’

★your blush would trigger his

★’can we do it again one day?’

★’i think that would be good’


★he’d wake up before you 

★and watch you for a few moments

★when he realised it’s the afternoon he’d get up to run the bath for you 

★he’d gently shake you awake 

★’the bath is waiting for you’ 

★‘you’re the best’

★’i know’

★he’d walk with you and held you into the water

★when he turns to leave you grab his arm

★making him blush

★’stay with me’

★’i was going to make breakfast’


★he’d sit next to the tub and watch you 

★heart eyes for days


★is really quiet 

★won’t say anything until he sees you get up off the bed

★’do you want to get breakfast with me?’ 

★he’d become shy when you turn to face him 

★’i was just gonna grab a snack bar on the way to work’

★ ‘you’re working today?’


★‘call in sick’


★’so i can treat you well today’

★you’d head outto eat

★and spend the day in a park talking things out


★jihoon would have you wrapped up in the tightest hug known to man

★so you’d just have to lay there and wait for him to wake up 

★when he does his cheeks will be red  

★and he’ll be really giggly 

★’why’re you laughing?’

★’i’m nervous’


★’because you’re glowing and i’m probably a mess’

★’you look good’

★’you look better’

★kisses for hours

★probably leads to another round

★will probably write a song about this whole thing


★he’d flip out to wake up and not see you laid next to him 

★the worse would through his mind 

★so he got his phone to call you 

★and sees your text telling him you had somethign to do 

★he’d send one back telling you to not make dinner for yourself

★when you’re relaxing later on in the evening he’d show up on your door

★with flowers

★and your favourite food

★’special delivery’

★’you’re too cute’

★you’d share a meal together

★then watch a film

★and sleep in eachother’s arms


★he’d be another one that just stares at you until you wake up 

★when you do he’ll smile and press his lips to yours 

★’good morning,” 


★’last night was fun…’

★when you gave him a smile in reply he pulled you close to him

★’i hope we can have many more nights like that’ 

★’you want that?’


★’me too’

★’i’ll have to up my breakfast skills’

★he’d laugh and rub his hands over your your back


★blushy baby 

★seeing you sleep against him just fills him with warmth

★he’ll pay with your hair until you wake up 

★he’d hesitate to say something just in case you were mad 

★but when he saw your sleepy smile

★he’d melt

★and cuddle you as close as possible

★’you’re very clingy’

★’i have a right to be. don’t like it?’

★’i like it’

★nuzzles into your hair and stays there

★until your tummies demanding food makes you get up to eat


★he’d be in awe 

★he got to spend a night with you  

★and now you’re still curled into him 

★and you’re glowing 

★making you even more beautiful

★he’ll hold you to him while you woke up

★then move in case you wanted to be on your own

★’don’t go, you’re comfy’

★he’d move back to you, returning his arms around you

★’i hope i was good enough for you last night’

★’i think you were…’

★’it’s blurry for me’

★’i remember you kissing me… it was nice…’

★’you’re nice to kiss’

★’maybe you should kiss me more’

★’an offer i can’t pass up’

★he’d wink before pressing his lips all over your skin 


★heart eyes @ you  

★softest squish alive

★'good morning prince/princess’

★he’d move the blanket to make sure you were covered 


★he would give a shit about your morning breath and just go all in

★tangles his fingers in your hair

★so many compliments

★’you look so beautiful right now’

★’your skin looks so good’ 

★’i want to spend today kissing you’

★l a z y s e x a h e a d   


★takes him a while to realise what’s going on 

★he sleepily rolled over to get comfy and go back to sleep 

★but he saw you sleeping next to him and ??? 

★he saw you naked and moved the blanket over you 


★’you’re awake’

★’have been for a while’

★’are you okay?’

★’i don’t know’

★’i’m sorry’

★’it’s not your fault i can’t remember’ 

★’you want to remember?’

★’how often do i get to have sex with my crush?’

★’i’m your crush?’


★’very often if you want’

★he’d pull you so your back was pressed to his chest

★’let’s explore together’

oh my god the first time harry and louis spooned:
• squeezed impossibly close together in an xfactor bunk, giggling silently so as not to wake anyone
• a shy kiss goodnight, followed by another few kisses goodnight
• harry says he should probably get back to his own bunk
• and louis doesn’t want him to leave so he says, “stay”
• and harry blushes bright red and then whispers that he can’t like, “there’s no room lou how are we supposed to sleep”
• but louis is having none of it and literally begs him to stay (although it doesn’t take much begging at all because harry doesn’t want to go either)
• and so they try to go to sleep all squished together, and it gets not-fun hot really fast and they kick off the blankets and wriggle around trying to get comfortable
• they’re both huffing and maybe just a little considering giving up and then…harry turns onto his side to tug at the blankets some more and louis turns to ask him what’s up…and then:
• they’re spooning. and louis’ arm is slung over harry’s waist, and harry’s shoulders are tucked against louis’ chest and they can hear each other’s breaths.
• and they fit and it’s still just this side of too snug because it’s a tiny fucking bunk but it’s okay because they can lace fingers and fall asleep and that’s that
• in the morning, they wake up in virtually the same way and they’re a bit cramped and stiff but neither of them care
• one of the boys sees them and snorts and says, “harry you’re a little spoon?”
• and harry says “i’m louis’ little spoon” and cranes his neck to give louis an off center kiss and louis smiles and says “and i’m harry’s big spoon”

Stranger Shenanigans

Happy Fluff Friday! Hope this helps to make up for all the angst yesterday :)

The day after graduation, Steve’s dad catches him kissing Jonathan Byers.

They’re sitting on his bed, talking about the various grad parties from the night before and trying to decide which movie to take Nancy to later (Steve wants to see Rambo and Jon’s vote is for Cocoon and they’ve already taken the kids to The Goonies). But Steve gets distracted by the curl in Jonathan’s lip and soon leans forward to brush a soft kiss against it. When he pulls back his dad is standing in the doorway, face turning crimson. The boys freeze and Richard Harrington still stands there. In the pit of his stomach, Steve knows this is the worst reaction. Yelling would be okay. He knows what to do with yelling. Instead they’re locked in a staring contest until his dad says, in a quiet but deadly voice, “Get out of this house.” He doesn’t have to say it, but Steve hears it anyway - forever.

His mother simply watches him walk out the door with her nose scrunched up as if she’s smelled something foul. Good riddance, he thinks, as he tosses a stuffed duffel bag and backpack into the trunk of Jonathan’s car. Jon doesn’t say anything as they drive off.

Steve sleeps on the couch at the Byers’ that night and while he’s distracted by Will and El, Jonathan has a hushed conversation with his mother and Hopper. Steve is heading to Indiana University in the fall, but that’s months away. They know there’s no way Ted Wheeler is going to let the boy stay in his house. Hopper is a little harder to convince than Joyce but it doesn’t take much. He knows Steve has nowhere else to go.

The next morning they invite Steve to stay with them for the summer. He laughs and rubs his head and uses all his willpower not to cry in front of them. Later, under the dark of night, he’ll silently sob into Jonathan’s shoulder.

A family meeting is held to discuss the change, something that is new for Steve. But there will now be six people (and one dog) living in the house and some adjustments need to be made. Eleven, still not completely used to the concept of having a family, is obsessed with family meetings. The idea that she would be included and listened to never fails to amaze her. So when Joyce calls them to the living room for the meeting, El’s eyes light up and she pulls on Steve’s sleeve eagerly.

“Come on, we have to get a good seat.” Steve learns that the corner of the couch is her favorite spot and is touched when she insists that he sit next to her.

After some deliberations, Karen is called, and by the end of the weekend they’ve swapped El’s twin bed for Mike’s bunk beds. Will moves into El’s room and takes the bottom bunk, where he likes to burrow away in the dark. El prefers the top where she has air. For the first week Joyce has to come in every night to shush them as they giggle away. But they’re the best at comforting each other after their frequent nightmares, so the arrangement works out well. Steve moves into Will’s old bunk in Jonathan’s room and Hopper gruffly comments that he should make sure to stay up there. Jonathan blushes but Steve waggles his eyebrows at him when the chief’s back is turned.

It’s not long before Hopper is no longer surprised to see Nancy’s car in the drive when he gets home from work in the evenings, along with a pile of bikes in the yard. When he walks in the door there are anywhere from four to nine teenagers strung about the house.

“Why are you all here? The Wheelers have a basement! Why don’t you ever go there?”

Without missing a beat Dustin answers, “But then we’d miss you.”

The mornings quickly take on a routine. Max awakens at the crack of dawn and escapes her house to skate over to the Byers’. She lets herself in with the spare key, which she keeps finding no matter where they hide it, and makes coffee. She’s found that ever since she started making the coffee in the mornings, Hopper no longer chastises her for “breaking in.” By the time the first person is awake (usually Hopper or Jonathan), she can be found at the kitchen table, eating last night’s leftovers and probably drinking milk from the carton. Joyce and Will are generally the next ones to emerge. Joyce drops a kiss onto Max’s head, who scowls but Joyce sees right through her. The adults leave for work, along with Jonathan, depending on his shift schedule at the diner. Max and Will settle in for cartoons.

Once it’s past 11, Max has permission to wake the remaining two. She’ll throw a pillow at Steve’s head and yell, “Wake up, douchebag!” until she hears a grunt in return. Then she’ll quietly enter El’s room, filled with the girl’s soft snores, and gently climb up to lie next to her and cuddle. She learned long ago never to wake up El too quickly. And she still teases her about the time that El addressed her as “Mike” while half-asleep (she loves to tell the story in front of Mike, who quickly turns into a tomato).

Max makes up for her early mornings by napping in the hammock every afternoon. El lies beside her, voraciously reading.

The teens all have summer jobs. Nancy is a counselor over at the day camp, which wraps up around 4pm. If Jonathan is working, she’ll stop by the diner on her way home for a coffee. She always apologizes for her appearance but he thinks the windswept hair and faint salty smell of sweat and the splotches of finger paint on her arms only serve to make her cuter.  Jon has been taking as many shifts as he can to save up for New York in the fall. Steve works at the movie theater, and usually brings home extra popcorn. He’ll walk into the house to see the kids sprawled around the living room watching late night movies and they fight over who gets to hold the popcorn.  

But the kids aren’t even in high school yet. Besides the occasional lawn mowing or babysitting job, they have a lot of time on their hands. When Hopper gets annoyed with them he threatens to send them to Nancy’s camp.

“But that’s for babies!”

The kids are good about helping out around the house, and often cook dinner so the adults don’t have to (well…more like so Joyce can’t). Jonathan and El handle cooking - she loves the idea of making things for herself, of making choices, of having the freedom to play with recipes. Jonathan helps to make sure her creations are still edible.

Steve and Will handle the dishes each night. Steve wears yellow rubber gloves and an apron, a gift from Nancy who just couldn’t pass up the chance. He’ll flick soap bubbles onto El’s nose. When Max teases him about his gloves, he ruffles her hair with the sopping wet gloves.

At the end of July, Max and Will find a tiny orange kitten behind the shed. Her fur is soft and her face is flat and she fits perfectly in the pocket of Max’s sweatshirt. Will isn’t sure if his mom and Hop will go for it, and it doesn’t take long for him to get El to let them hide the kitten in their room. They name her Breakfast - “it’s like a code name!” - and take turns sneaking milk and table scraps from the kitchen. She curls up with Will every night as he falls asleep and then climbs up to join El before she wakes up.

Jonathan can tell that something is up - Will isn’t the best at keeping secrets. Maybe a week goes by before Will walks into his room to find Jonathan and Steve sitting on his bed, Breakfast attempting to climb into Steve’s hair. Max is on his heels and between begging (Will) and threatening (Max), they convince the older boys to keep their secret.

But Hopper slowly starts sniffling more and more, and one day when El forgets to close the door all the way, Breakfast tries to join the family at the dinner table. Neither adult is pleased with the surprise, but three pairs of puppy eyes eventually win them over.

(Steve’s puppy eyes almost lose them the kitten.)

Steve keeps trying to slip money to Hopper and Joyce, not wanting to feel like he’s taking advantage of them. They’ll let him pick up the groceries sometimes but refuse any cash. He tries to help in other ways, with chores and household projects.

One day, when the house is exceptionally loud and messy, he apologizes to Hopper in the kitchen. He’s always afraid he’s going to overstay his welcome. But the chief sighs and takes pity on him.

“I know I complain about all the kids and the noise in here but, truth be told, I’d take it over living in that silent trailer any day.”

The end of summer creeps closer and closer and suddenly it’s there - it’s time for goodbyes. They have one last breakfast before Jonathan and Steve finish packing the car. Hugs and gentle punches are exchanged and everyone tries not to cry.

Max pulls on Steve’s sleeve. “You’ll stay with us at Christmas, right?”

Hopper wrinkles his brow. “What do you mean us?”

Steve simply grins. “Yeah, I’ll be home for Christmas.”

Lights, Camera, Action ( i )

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Excerpt: ‘ Your face had spread into a smirk, reaching over you pulled one of the cameras off the stand and brought it over so the audience could see his wrecked out form better.

Genre: smut, camboy! jimin

Length: 1.1k

A/N: so this happened,, and there are loads of parts but it’s so much fun to write so i’m not complaning. if you want to see anything make a request and please show some suPPORT!!! cus i need motivation to churn these out no matter how much i love them lol rip

this chapter is mainly setting up a realtionship and foundation but its gonna get real dirty in the following chapters

Warnings: bdsm

Originally posted by harunyany

“I’m awake,” Jimin turned to look at you, shoulders rising and falling in a deep sleep, but instead he moved to lay on your chest, “Y/N pay attention to me.” You let out a raspy groan, your eyes slowly opening to be greeted with his black bed hair and wide mischevious smile.

With another moan, you raised your arms and Jimin’s smiled widened as he closed his eyes ready for a hug before he was abruptly shoved off of your warm chest with a grunt, “we’re not on camera anymore, stop being a brat.”

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NDRV3 Boys - Sleeping with S/o (Fluff)

I think I’m going to combine the two of these, if you don’t mind! And aaAA I’m so sorry it’s been so long! It’s been a tough week of travelling and staying back for Sports Day ;-; - Mod Rantarou

Saihara Shuuichi:

  • You both spent the evening outside, visiting different places you had wanted to see.
  • By the time you got back, it was late, so you invited him to stay the night.
  • He was slightly shy about it, but seeing as you refused to let him go, he agreed to stay.
  • He was already red when you invited him to stay over, but the blush grew when you told him you two would have to sleep in the same bed.
  • He went into the bathroom to freshen up and attempt to get rid of the blush on his face.
  • You two weren’t doing… anything inappropriate, but the thought of him being able to sleep next to you was oddly intimate, though he was secretly really happy that you didn’t mind it.
  • When he got out, he found you resting on your bed, eyes that were half closed darting towards you with a smile on your face.
  • His blush had returned, along with the warmest smile.

Rantarou Amami:

  • You two were just talking on his sofa, when he noticed you were a little tired.
  • He offered to make you a hot drink to keep you awake, denying your (true) claims that he just wanted to make another drink for himself.
  • He didn’t notice how quiet you’d gone while he was in the kitchen.
  • When he came out with the drinks, he found you with your eyes closed, breathing evenly.
  • He almost dropped the glasses right there and then.
  • You looked so cute he could feel his heart beat right out of his chest.
  • So much for Mr Cool Boyfriend.
  • He carried you to his room, but as he turned to leave, you, half awake after he almost dropped you going up the stairs, pulled a little on his sleeve and mumbled for him to sleep too.
  • If anyone asks, he did not smile like a child in a candy store and immediately jump into bed next to you.

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Wanna One Ha Sungwoon Boyfriend! AU

For anon, here’s my first Sungwoon scenario yay :) Enjoy! (You + Ha Sungwoon)

  • pretends to be hot shit but is actually super cute and shy lol
  • impossible not to love
  • jokes around a lot, sometimes at his own expense because he has a positive outlook on himself
  • you two were in the same friend/work group or whatever
  • he was always kind of shy around you, not as loud as he was when he was around the others
  • one day your group all went out for karaoke and you heard him sing for the first time, and it was just deadass the most beautiful sounds you’d ever heard
  • you all sang super happy fun songs together (more like screaming) and when you danced around and randomly met up with sungwoon you two kind of stopped and stared at each other
  • awkward blushing lol
  • you stayed away from him for the rest of that night but you caught him glancing at you while singing some sappy love song
  • you knew you were a goner after that experience lol
  • his voice is beautiful if anyone hasn’t watched this do it now its a life changing experience (i am listening to it rn and have chills)
  • y’all were more awkward than usual after that but he sucked it up before you and decided 2 confess ooOOH
  • when he decided to tell you he liked you, he started out super confident and strong but then ended up all blushy, playing with his fingers
  • how could you turn that down
  • you always go on karaoke dates
  • you’re always in awe of his voice lets be real
  • loves singing serious songs but is not afraid to get down and crazy
  • is the type to not hate sharing food with you lol
  • always prepared for literally any situation and is very practical
  • like he has this bag and in the bag is everything
  • one time you were eating a cupcake but you wanted a fork because it was too messy: ha sungwoon grabs a fork out of his bag, along with a spoon and spork
  • “which one do you want, a spork might be better”
  • v cuddly
  • sometimes attacks you with hugs because why not
  • is more comfortable doing skinship in private than in public because he’s internally SHY
  • gets flustered when you hold his hand
  • but is protective in the good way if someone even glances not-so-innocently at you; you bet he won’t have a single damn issue with making it known that you two belong together if that’s the case
  • pretends not to be cute but he gets embarrassed a lot lol
  • sometimes when he sings to you, sometimes when he compliments you even though he thinks you’re a princess lol
  • anyway
  • he always has whatever you need whenever you need it basically
  • whether that be a hug or an eating utensil
  • boy scout sungwoon: is this a thing

Originally posted by jisungah

Originally posted by swoojin

get you a man who can do both

A/N: oh my god i’m still so shaken up over the debut i love them so much, sorry if i dont post as much during their promotions im so overwhelmed lol

and thanks for 700 followers!