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overdrive.
pairing. kim hongjoong x fem!reader.
synopsis. a lonely artist finds himself in need of some human contact, so he joins a dating app but with a very specific request: he doesn’t want a relationship, he wants the experience of one. when someone contacts him, interested and willing to aid him in his search for artistic inspiration, the rules quickly become simple: no real names, no personal details, no feelings. so what the hell is kim hongjoong supposed to do when he catches himself daydreaming about their future together?- or, can you fall in love with a stranger?
warnings. strangers to lovers, fake dating au (kinda?), artist!hongjoong, aged up!ateez (irl age + 5 years), angst, fluff,heavy themes of mental health, depictions of depression, trauma and anxiety, brief mentions of cheating, death, bullying, drugs and alcohol, way too many attempts at humour. smut: dom!hongjoong, sub!reader, nipple play, hair pulling, dirty talk, finger-sucking, spit used as lube, use of the word “doll”, unprotected sex, penetrative sex.
word count. 17.8k
hyde’s input. this fic is my baby. i love it with my whole heart. it’s been in the making long before i even opened this account. all it took was listening to overdrive by conan gray once and this entire monster of a fic started to unravel in my brain. any feedback is appreciated, same goes for any like or simple reblog! if there’s any spelling mistakes, look the other way: this is 17.8k, i’ve re-read it ten times, i’m sorry!
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i know hes a big fan but my god this clip altered something in me my vision is clear, i can pick up micro frequencies i can smell what's for lunch in kento's apartment, i remember what i wore for when i fell on the ground on a random tuesday when i was a kid...im gonna cry. my fucking star yall. hes so precious omg..
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pairing: bf! hongjoong x gn! reader
↬ tags: established relationship!, saw this somewhere on socials and i for some reason thought of hongjoong pookie bear <3, anyways this is entirely self-indulgent i love men who care so deeply for their partners
summary: you want it? he'll get it
word count: 397 words
it was a lazy saturday afternoon at home: the 4pm heat mildly stiffling but still bearable with the gentle breeze from the ceiling fan.
both you and hongjoong were idly resting on the bed while scrolling through social media in comfortable silence: a typical lazy saturday afternoon for the two of you. the 4pm heat was mildly stifling, yet still bearable with the constant breeze from the ceiling fan.
you were curled beside hongjoong, his arm draped over your shoulder and fingers drawing patterns up and down whatever exposed skin he could reach. he had the speakers on, a low melody filling in the room as background noise.
not much was spoken, save for the occasional "look at this" and muffled laughter from the two of you. he catches you dazing ever-so-often and affectionately pats the top of your head. you stretch in his embrace, a loud yawn escaping you. hongjoong cranes his neck to press a kiss to your forehead, "done scrolling?"
"mmm no, i'm kinda craving some ice cream. it's warm today." you hummed, absentmindedly reaching up to play with his fingers. hongjoong immediately gets up, and you pout at the sudden movement, no longer in the comfortable position you were in.
"where are you going?"
"to get ice cream from the convenience store downstairs?" he didn't even wait for your reply, gently peeling your arms off his torso. "joong, i was just saying it...didn't mean it..." your confused face made him smile nevertheless, "if you want it, i'll get it. it's that easy, hmm?"
he leans over the side of the bed to give you a kiss, "i'll be back." you grabbed onto his arm, "then let me go with you." he looks at you: despite your determined gaze, your body posture said otherwise. limbs all tangled up in the comforter and hair mused from your tossing and turning—he'd rather you stay comfy in bed.
"it's okay baby. i'll be quick!" he swiftly grabs his keys and his phone, and hongjoong leaves the room. the jingle jangle of the keys was the last thing you heard before silence consumes the room.
you dramatically slapped a hand over your mouth (a/n: i channeled ryu sunjae for this one), gasping at how his gesture literally melted your heart through and through. giggling like a lovesick fool, you beamed at the very thought of him.
damn were you lucky to have hongjoong as your boyfriend.
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Soooo, I finished AoT
Someone must've been cutting onions the entirety of the last 2 seasons because the waterworks did NOT stop, ever. Please excuse me while I go bathe in my tears.
How i felt about the new episode....
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every once in a while, I remember that merlin and lancelot will never look at each other like this ever again.
but it's okay because I imagine lancelot being merlin's own personal jiminy cricket and that tends to get me through my random crying spells