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I legit screamed when I saw this 😂 Hearing good comments about my writing from one of my favorite accounts who I respect so much... there’s no better feeling, I swear 💜 I will definitely tag you, thank you so much!
Can you writing a yandere au? I would like to request soft yandere with joon, when he overprotektif and possesif, fluff fluff~
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Hi kutie! So this is my first EVER attempt at yandere. I’ve read it, I’ve studied it, I’ve looked up multiple examples… so I hope I did the genre justice. It was way fun to write, I quite enjoyed it, especially with Namjoon. It was really interesting to explore the way he’s so level-headed on the outside, but maybe not so much on the inside 😅 Also, I split this into two parts, because I thought up this scenario and another one that went hand-in-hand. Look for part two soon! 💜
@kpopyandere, how did I do? 😳
Age Recommendation: 18+
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, yandere themes as in unhealthy obsession and possessiveness, swears, sexy Joon (yes, that’s a necessary warning).
Word Count: 2,690
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Becoming His (Namjoon One-Shot, Yandere, Angst, Fluff) Part One
You stared, slack-jawed, at the sight in front of you. Through your window, across your front lawn, and over the sidewalk stood none other than an absolute sex god. His white tank clung to his sweaty body in all the right places, revealing just how toned he was, and the way his brown hair was styled in a perfectly messy quaff made you go weak in the knees. He bent down and stretched out a leg, causing his shorts to ride up and reveal thick, muscular thighs. Your mouth parted open as your soul nearly left you.
The steaming cup of coffee in your hands nearly slipped from your grasp as you watched him stretch out his other leg, then walk up the neighbor’s driveway. Wait, no. That couldn’t be…? You scrambled over to your bay window, kneeling on the bench. The guy pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door. The sex god was… your new neighbor?
Right before he stepped inside the door, his dark eyes suddenly flicked your way. You yeeted yourself off the bench and pressed your back to the wall, hoping and praying he didn’t see you. After all, you weren’t some creeper. You just happened to be passing by your large, front room window and simply stopped to admire the view.
It might have been your imagination, but you could’ve sworn your heard a chuckle before a door slammed. You crept back up to the window to find he had indeed gone inside, his door firmly shut.
What you didn’t know is that, against all your hopes and prayers, he had seen you. In fact, he’d been seeing you for a while. Kim Namjoon first noticed you the day you moved in. Boxes were all over the front drive, and you were directing the movers as best you could. He thought the way you ran your hands through your hair every time you started to get flustered was cute. Since then, he’d been keeping an eye on you.
Your every-day routine was pretty much the same. You’d get up, shower, then make a cup of coffee. You’d begin working in your office, which had a window that faced Namjoon’s house. Near midday, you’d go out for lunch and pick up another cup of coffee, which you’d stay and drink while continuing to work, or come back and drink while continuing to work. Namjoon preferred it when you came back home.
You ate dinner while working, then would finally call it quits and do one of three things: Binge Netflix, play video games, or go for a swim in your backyard pool. The first time you emerged from the water, dripping wet, slicking your hair back, Namjoon knew he was in love. Now it was just a question of getting you to notice him.
He grew nervous in the few hours leading up to you seeing him for the first time. What if you woke up early that day? What if you chose to not sit in the bay window, staring out at the world as you drank your coffee? Namjoon could barely sleep from the anticipation. You, however, were dependable as usual. He couldn’t have timed it any more perfectly. The way your mouth fell open when he stopped in front of your house and stretched was exactly the reaction he was aiming for.
Now Namjoon needed to meet you. Talk to you. He knew the second you saw how much he cared for you, you’d fall in love with him too. He saw his chance two days later, when you decided to go for a swim rather than laze around. Despite the warm, humid evening, Namjoon went outside to shoot a few hoops, working up a good sweat as he repeatedly sprinted towards the basket, shot the ball, and caught it.
One time, he over-shot the ball, and it flew into your yard, landing in the pool. You yelped in surprise, quickly standing up as the orange sphere splashed down. “Sorry!” a voice called out. You wiped water out of your eyes and looked over to see your smokin’ hot neighbor peeking over the fence.
“It-It’s okay!” you spluttered, getting out of the pool and wrapping a towel around yourself. “I’ll throw it back!”
“No need!” His head disappeared, and you gasped as he suddenly vaulted over the fence. Oh god. He was shirtless. And sweaty. You swallowed hard as he ran a hand through his hair, looking like the most perfect of wet dreams. Wait, were you dreaming?
“I’ll take that,” he said, an easy smile spreading over his lips as he took the ball from your grasp.
You opened your mouth but no words came out. “I’ll, uh… I’ll be going now,” he said, jutting a thumb behind him.
“Wait!” Oh lord almighty. You couldn’t speak earlier, but the second you could, that was the only thing you could say?
He stopped and turned back towards you, eyebrows raised. “W-What’s your name?” you stuttered.
He smirked. “Kim Namjoon. And you are?”
“L/n Y/n.”
“Nice to meet you… Y/n.”
“Nice to meet you.”
You lost your ability to form words once more. It was hard to think straight with his naked upper half glistening in the sunlight. Still, you couldn’t help sneaking little glances at his body and face, admiring just how handsome he was from up close.
Namjoon’s smirk grew. This is exactly the effect he hoped to have on you, and now he knew your name. He knew he’d be sleepless again tonight, murmuring your name over and over again, stretching out the syllables in different ways until he memorized it through and through… not to mention how good it sounded with the last name “Kim.”
“Thanks for letting me get my ball back,” Namjoon said.
“It’s no problem at all,” you replied, pressing the towel to your face to both warm and dry it.
Namjoon hesitated, wondering if he should continue. He didn’t want to ruin such a perfect moment, but at the same time, he wanted to prolong his time with you. “Listen,” he said, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. “I was thinking of grilling some hamburgers… Would you like to join me?”
You hesitated, and his heart sank. You, however, didn’t pause for the reasons he was imagining… you were pausing because you didn’t know how you’d be able to keep your hands off such temptation. You moved here for the quiet, to write in peace, not to get caught up in some heated, drama-filled thing with your neighbor. After your last so-called relationship, you’d had enough of that for a lifetime and then some. Plus, he was your neighbor. If things turned south, you’d have to either see him all the time or move again. Then again, the what-if’s were killing you.
“You don’t have to,” Namjoon said, backtracking. “I just thought I’d offer since I ruined your pool time.”
“Oh, no, it’s not that,” you replied, quickly thinking. How much damage could sharing a meal really do? “I mean, a burger sounds great.”
He smiled, relieved. “Great. I just need to shower and change. Meet me over at mine in a half hour?”
“Sounds good,” you said, glad you’d have time to freshen up.
Those thirty minutes flew by in a whirlwind of stress. What to wear? Should you put on make-up? Would it be too much if you wore a dress instead of jeans?
“Fucking hell,” you thought, finally settling on a pair of jean shorts, a rose pink top, and your favorite pair of white Converse. You left your hair loose, tumbling around your face in waves, and you kept your make-up light. You were barbequing after all. It’s not like it was a date. Or was it?
Before you could stress yourself out any more, you forced yourself out the door and across the few meters to his front door. You timidly rang the doorbell, but he didn’t answer. Did he forget he invited you? You raised a fist to knock when Namjoon threw open the door, out of breath and tugging the hem of a white shirt down over his toned torso.
If you thought he looked good shirtless or in workout clothes, you had another thing coming. The collared white shirt he wore had sleeves that cut off just below his elbows, and the jeans he sported were held up by a black, leather belt paired with matching boots. The entire ensemble showed off a pleasantly sophisticated side of him that caused your stomach to flutter.
“Sorry,” he said breathlessly, gesturing for you to come inside. Truth was, Namjoon had been stressing just as much as you, perhaps even more so. Everything had to be perfect. He needed you to fall for him, no matter the cost.
“It’s okay,” you said, giving him a smile as you brushed by him. It was then that he caught it. Your scent. Namjoon thought it smelled familiar, but couldn’t put his finger on it. It was less flowery and more fruity. Whatever it was, he needed more of it. With your back turned, he closed his eyes and deeply inhaled, allowing you to overwhelm all of his senses.
“Wow,” you said, causing him to open his eyes. “Your place is… nice.”
Namjoon supposed it was. He hired a decorator back when he moved in, and they had done a pretty good job.
“Do you have any roommates?” you asked, facing him.
He shook his head. “Nope. Just me.”
“A big huge house all to yourself?”
He tossed you a sly smile. “Yep, it’s just me. I don’t… Well, I prefer peace and quiet when I come home.”
You smiled. “Same. I’m a writer. I absolutely need a tranquil atmosphere to do my thing.”
Ah, so that’s what you did on your computer all day. “A writer? Really? That’s so interesting,” Namjoon said. As you talked, he led the way to his backyard. It looked similar to yours, except his was bigger and had a slab of cement with a basketball hoop.
He produced a bottle of wine and poured you a glass. “Sit,” he said, smiling.
You did as he requested, sitting down on a patio chair sitting in the shade of his deck. “Are you sure I can’t help?” you asked.
“No, no, please. It’s the least I can do after chucking a basketball at you.”
“Probably for the best. I can’t cook worth shit. I just order take-out all the time.”
Namjoon found himself slightly taken aback by your colorful language. “Sorry,” you said, covering your mouth. “I just–”
“Don’t apologize,” he said, cutting you off. “If it makes you feel better, I can’t cook worth shit either. Well, except for burgers, that is.”
“Oh, thank god,” you said, laughing. Namjoon’s heart soared. He loved the sound of your laugh. If he could record it, he’d listen to it forever.
You took a sip of wine which helped to loosen your tongue. “So tell me, Namjoon,” you said. Oh god. He loved the way his name rolled off your tongue. Forget your laugh, he’d take a recording of that instead.
“What do you do for work?”
“Me? Oh, I code software. Last year, I developed my own app. You ever heard of one called Koya?”
You gasped. “Oh my god, I use that app all the time!”
Namjoon chuckled. “Well, then. Thank you for contributing to my paycheck.”
“You’re very welcome.”
“Enough about me. You said you’re a writer… What do you write about?”
The conversation and wine continued to flow as Namjoon heated up the grill and cooked the hamburgers. They were just the way you liked, with melted cheese dripping from the patty and freshly cut vegetables loaded on top of it. The trick was trying not to make a huge mess as you devoured the burger in front of your new-found crush. Eventually, you gave up and just dug in. If he couldn’t deal with the way you ate, he wasn’t the man for you anyway.
Namjoon’s thoughts were to the contrary, actually. He couldn’t get enough of you. The way you cared too much then not at all. The way you took risks by asking him question after question and laughed at his jokes. But especially the way your hand lingered on his arm as you giggled.
You talked until the sun went down before heading back inside. “Well this has been great,” you said. As much as you wanted this night to last, you knew you were tipsy, and you didn’t want to mess this up before it had even begun.
“Wait,” Namjoon said. “I made dessert.”
“You did not.”
“I did.”
You sighed. “Kim Namjoon, it’s official. You are the perfect man.”
He chuckled, a tinge of pink appearing on his cheeks. This was too good to be true. He had tried so hard for you, and now it was all paying off. He brought out a batch of homemade brownies covered with chocolate fudge frosting.
“I thought you said you couldn’t cook,” you said accusingly, leaning over the counter.
“This isn’t cooking,” Namjoon retorted with a grin. “It’s baking.”
You scoffed, but smiled nonetheless, taking a bite out of the brownie he’d cut for you. A bit of frosting got on your cheek, and he reached out to wipe it off before he could stop himself. The tenderness with which he touched you shocked you, but it also made you feel things you didn’t think you were prepared to feel. You looked up at him, into those dark eyes, and he looked down at you, still caressing your cheek. So slowly, you almost didn’t realize what was happening, Namjoon leaned down towards you, his gaze locked on your lips.
You suddenly stood upright. “Uh, hey, thanks for everything,” you said hurriedly. “But it’s getting kinda late, and I should probably be getting home.”
Wait, no. It wasn’t supposed to end like this. “I’ll walk you home,” Namjoon offered.
“No!” Wow, you said that way too quickly. “I mean, no thanks. It’s only next door, I’ll be fine. Thank you for the meal and a great evening… I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Erm, sure.”
You scrambled out the door, tossing him a smile before shutting it behind you. That was close. Too close. Another minute there and you might just have succumbed to your emotions. The problem was, everything was moving too fast. You only met him today, after all. You didn’t want to end up in his bed and become just another convenient fuck buddy like you did with… Ugh, you couldn’t even say his name. That jerk who broke your heart.
Still, as you entered your home and pressed your back to the inside of your door, you realized you felt bad. The look on his face when you up and left seemed… disappointed. Angry, even. He had just made you a full-out meal, after all. The least you could do was let him walk you home, even if it did result in a kiss or something more. You put a hand to your forehead, suddenly exasperated with yourself. Would you get another chance after blowing him off like that?
Just next door, Namjoon found himself slipping. What the fuck had he done wrong? Why didn’t you stay? Why did you practically bolt out the door, intent on getting the fuck out of there? It didn’t make sense. Namjoon paced around his kitchen, grabbing onto his hair and breathing hard. Had he messed up? Would he ever get to interact with you again? The unanswered questions were driving him crazy. Fed up, Namjoon suddenly lashed out and threw a fist at the wall, punching clean through the dry-wall. He barely felt the sting as his knuckles started to bleed.
It was then and there that Namjoon decided he’d do anything to get you back. Anything. He’d do whatever he needed to make it up to you, to make things right. After all, you were his. You were his and there was nothing you could do about it.
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*Plays organ* Dun, dun, DUUUUUUUNNNN!!! 😂 Part Two coming soon.
Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.
I'm trying to prove something.
many of the doodles I did on school!!
these were for my bf <3 @mozaicothehuman bc I luv him sm and his silly oc!! (I love maavo and him mwah mwah ❤)
Sonic says trans rights!! 🏳️⚧️ (he is trans canon I own sega/j)
and me when I grow (I rlly want this 😔)
oc art !!! from left to right : Perry, Celeste, Finn, Roxanne
Sometimes you're just an engaged couple with rogue and Gambit tattoos
Uh- Tumblr won't let me post videos over 100MB so I cut them up into peices :_D
I hope you guys enjoy them!! @justanechoflower @grauntiemotersblog @cupcake8me @narrator-theundertaledm @anotherskele-anon @alyss-eiz @thezodiacdemon @r8mix
power couple of the century
Hold your gf’s glasses while you snoogle 💕
(hi just talking to myself here don’t mind me <3)
list of van der stoffels fics i want to write/have inspo for:
(yes. van der stoffels. i’m aware i’m the only one probably still hyperfixated on them but i need to create storage for all my little thoughts on them)
“before sunset” au (because them meeting by chance and spending the night together for escapism is so them??? need i say more??)
a possible lucas season (will work this one out a lot but i would like to write his season- it would either be a stand alone or a possible parallel to the jens season fic?? that sounds fun)
(POTENTIALLY) a fantasy au with the whole past lives concept + lucas being anti monarchy and jens is the prince (basically an extension of a one shot)
one in which they meet years later and it starts off at some cafe with very ambiguous emotions and conversations (i only have the title set up for this and it’s good enough to make me want to write more)
maybe a university/roommates sort of vibes one (this would probably be a bit more light hearted than the rest but still fun)
a couple more one shots probably (if i have the time and inspo)
(i am still very much here for my beloved lucas and jens and at this point it’s a sort of love that knows no end- and neither do the fics apparently)
We all know Wally did fall in love with Dick and that’s a fact.
DC just do it, birdflash is a thing
Hey so I saw that meme you made with Wally west and I was just wondering if Wally really did fall in love with Nightwing because I haven’t read the comics in a while
GOD I WISH
Short answer: No
Long answer (and this did get long): Titans (2016) has had some very powerful BirdFlash moments and if DC weren’t so cowardly I feel like something probably would’ve happened by now. Both Dick and Wally are single and DC clearly doesn’t plan on putting Wally back with Linda (at least for the time being). She’s very much not interested in him right now and they haven’t even brought her up for a hot minute anymore
Back to things that have happened so far. I mean there was that entire letter Wally wrote to Dick that basically read like a love letter in most parts, the whole ‘literally standing next to each other in almost every panel’ thing (especially lately) and things like THIS
Or even Roy calling them out
OR SHOULD I MENTION WALLY LITERALLY BEING ABLE TO COME OUT OF THE SPEED FORCE BECAUSE OF THE LOVE FROM HIS FRIENDS??
The only way outta the speed force is love lads
FELLAS…IS IT GAY TO BREAK OUT OF AN INTER DIMENSIONAL ENERGY FIELD BECAUSE YOU LOVE YOUR BFF TOO MUCH?
And this is only stuff from the Titans (2016) issues so far that I can remember off the top of my head
Case and point: DC pull the trigger you absolute cowards
Speirton Halloween Headcanons 🍁🎃
Dedicated to @this-dog-just-aint-gonna-hunt
Carwood has so many sweaters he gets out from the closet
They’re all fall themed and colors
Of course Ron understands how much Lip loves sweaters and buys him one with leaves on it and another with little pumpkins
Carwood gives Ron a few tan or brown sweaters and he wears them all the time
They’re big and comfortable on him
Carwood goes out and buys little baby pumpkins and puts them around the house
He has a whole assortment of cute pumpkins and gourds on the dining room table
He also finds little garlands with fake leaves on them and hangs it on the fireplace
Ron calls them a fire hazard and it makes Carwood laugh
One day Lip gets home from work and Ron is carving a massive pumpkin on their dining room table
He was absolutely covered in pumpkin guts and seeds
So when Carwood comes in and starts laughing at him, Ron throws a handful of the gunk from inside the pumpkin
Lip dodges it and goes to change his shirt so he can help Ron clean up and carve the rest of the pumpkin
They carve a screaming Eagle into it
After they clean up all the pumpkin guts and seeds, Carwood somehow manages to successfully remember his mother’s pumpkin pie recipe
Of course Ron helps out by sitting on the counter tasting the batter
Once the pie is in the oven, they sit on the couch and cuddle until the timer dings
When the pie is out of the oven and the pumpkin smell resonates around the house, Ron leads Lip over to the doorway of the kitchen and shows him a few leaves he taped up
“Halloween mistletoe,” he explains
Carwood laughs and obliges to his lovers silly prank
hi tumblr osc my childhood show came back to me..
hi tumblr osc my childhood show came back to me..
hi tumblr osc my childhood show came back to me..
Endless List of My Hero Academia Ships: ↪ Tenya Iida x Ochako Uraraka (OTP)
“For the cavalry thing… I said I’d rather team up with friends but… if I’m being truly honest with myself, I realize I may’ve just been counting on you to pull through again. That’s why when Iida said he was challenging you I grew a little ashamed of myself.”
you’ll never be as cool as a motor protein
i have a super intense phobia of moths and butterflies which annoys me because i am like. im exactly the type of bitch who likes moths. you know? i feel like i was supposed to be in that category of person.
Okay but, I would feel awful if Maddie actually ended up with Eddie, knowing what we know now. I wouldn’t understand it...like Chimney was just perfect and I’m glad Jennifer was like wait a minute. I know we wouldn’t have thought twice about it if that’s the route they did go down, and I love JLH so of course I’d still be watching 9-1-1, but can you also imagine all the people who still shipped Buck and Eddie really coming after her.
idk if the whole “eddie was supposed to be maddie’s love interest” thing is true or not but either way I am so glad that Maddie ended up with Chimney instead because madney is TRULY an excellent ship. Chimney is so soft and supportive and GOOD and it’s exactly what Maddie deserves.