Suga: Daichi, you're bleeding! Quick! What's your type?
Daichi: Oh, uh-Silver haired...a setter..beautiful..an angel...
Suga, blushing: Your blood type!
Daichi: Oh...
Daichi: Red?
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Asahi: Nishinoya, you're bleeding! Quick, what's your blood type?
Nishinoya: How would I know??
Asahi, panicking: How would you not??
Nishinoya: Who am I? Karl Landsteiner? Discover of blood groups??
Ashai:
Asahi: You don't know your own blood type, but you know who discovered them??
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Yamaguchi: Tsuki, you're bleeding! Quick, what's your blood type?
Tsukishima, groaning: ..b..positive..
Yamaguchi, panicking: I'M TRYING!
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Colson’s house was buzzing with people and alight with loud music, drugs, and alcohol. Colson was in the middle of a conversation, body relaxed and leaned up against the bar as he took another sip of his drink.
He was about to relight the joint in his hand when he heard my giggle erupt across the open space. Colson continued to nod at the appropriate places in Rook’s story, one he’d heard dozens of times, but his focus was locked firmly on me.
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“Song #21 with mgk????”
description: colson finds himself truly in love for the very first time and isn’t sure what to do to make sure he doesn’t mess this one up
pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader
warnings: swearing, mainly fluffy but there’s a little steam
based off of this song
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Colson watched as his girlfriend fucked around on stage with his boys during the soundcheck. (Y/N) was by no means the first of Colson’s girlfriends (or “girl friends”) to join the guys on tour, but she was certainly the first to really get along with the guys. Most of them would either just be attached to Colson, or would opt to stay in the tour bus or hotel room.
(Y/N) was just…different. In a good way, a great way even. She got along with his friends, his family, and most importantly, with Casie. (Y/N) treated Casie like she was her own daughter, and Casie adored (Y/N), which made Colson all the more sure that (Y/N) was someone special.
He had never felt this way about anyone before. All of his past relationships just felt like hookups, and most of them were. With (Y/N), he felt like he was truly happy, and truly in love, which was very new to him.
Colson stood and approached (Y/N), throwing his arms around her when her back was to him. Shocked by the action, (Y/N) stumbled a little and giggled.
“Excuse me, sir,” Rook said in a dumb accent. “Please do not hurt our star, we need her for the show.”
“Our star, huh?” Colson questioned.
“Sorry babe, I’m stealing your show from you,” (Y/N) told him.
“There’s worse people to steal my show I guess,” Colson teased and kissed her cheek. “I might steal the star away to our hotel room, if that’s okay with her obviously very devoted band.”
“Wear protection is all we ask,” Baze told them. “We don’t need any mini Kells running around. Casie is enough.”
Colson flipped him off before wrapping an arm around his girl’s shoulder. She waved goodbye to the guys before following Colson to the car around the back of the arena.
The drive back to the hotel was the exact opposite of silent. (Y/N) had almost immediately stolen the aux cord and was playing her music at full blast, scream-singing the words to everything that came on. Every so often, Colson knew a song that would come on and would join in with the singing. Most the drive he was just smiling at his girlfriend, whether she noticed or not.
It was little things like this that made Colson know that he was in love with her. The moments where they were goofing off, or they were alone together doing anything. Where Colson didn’t feel like he had to be MGK, he could just be himself. She made him feel so free, like there was nothing to worry about in the world.
When they arrived back to their hotel room, (Y/N) collapsed onto the bed. The look she gave Colson turned him on, and made him wish he could strip her of her clothes as fast as possible. However, there was something he wanted to discuss before their newest tradition of “a pre-show fuck”.
He got on top of (Y/N), hovering over her on his arms. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to meet her lips. The kiss was immediately passionate and all thoughts were gone from Colson’s head. He cradled her head in his hands, lowering himself just enough to press their bodies together. He wanted her like crazy, and he knew she wanted him as well. But he pulled away from her before they could go any further.
“What’s wrong, baby?” she asked. “You feeling tired? We can wait, you can get some rest. I know you’ll probably be up super late tonight, you need your rest.”
God, this woman! Colson thought. How the fuck is she real, and how the fuck is she mine?!
“It’s not that,” he told her. “Although, I may need to rest before the show. The guys want to go out to an after party when it’s all over. No. I just wanted to talk to you about something.”
Her eyes widened then, fearing the worst. Colson took her into his arms, hugging her tightly. “No! It’s nothing like that! I’d be the biggest fucking idiot if I let you go.”
(Y/N) breathed a sigh of relief. “Yeah, you would be. I’m pretty great.”
Colson laughed. “You’re more than pretty great. You’re amazing. You’re the most amazing person I think I’ve ever met.”
“Stop it, you make me blush,” she said, playfully pushing her boyfriend.
“I mean it,” Colson said, taking (Y/N)’s hands in his. “You’re absolutely fucking amazing. You’re honestly the best person I’ve ever been with romantically. You care about me, like the actual me and not the rapper or the actor me.”
(Y/N) smiled through the tears that were starting to form in her eyes. “Because I do care about you. You’re a real person, you’re not just a famous rapper. It sucks that you’ve gone through that where people are just using you and whatnot.”
“You seem to be one of the only people who thinks so,” Colson shrugged, although he felt much stronger on the topic than he was letting on. “But this isn’t about that. Not just about that anyways.”
“You’re getting awful affectionate tonight, babe,” (Y/N) pointed out. “What’s up?”
“I’ve just been thinking lately is all,” Colson responded. “I’ve been thinking about you, about us, about how happy you make me. This relationship is the realest one I’ve had since before I blew up, and I’m honest to God so fucking in love with you. Everything means nothing if I can’t have you, babe.”
(Y/N) tilted her head like a confused puppy, although there was still a smile on her face. “I love you so much, too, but what does all this mean baby?”
Colson was holding her hands so tightly she flinched a moment, causing him to loosen his grip. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his breathing, and asked, “Do you…want to spend the rest of your life with me?”
(Y/N)’s eyes widened. For a moment she was sure she had heard him wrong. But when she realized he was looking at her expectantly, and as nervous as she felt, she accepted that it wasn’t a misheard question.
“Are you…asking me to marry you?” she asked him.
Colson nodded. His throat suddenly felt dry and he felt like he couldn’t speak. “I don’t have a ring or anything, but I’ll get one when I can. I just know that I think you’re the one for me, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, and I know you’re someone special. I’ve always known you were someone special.” He paused, trying to read (Y/N)’s facial expression. “So…what do you say babe?”
(Y/N) took a moment to process the question, then a wide smile grew on her face. She wrapped her arms around Colson, lunging at him with such a force that she knocked him over. She straddled him, kissing him deeply and passionately, not wanting to let go.
Colson pushed her away just enough to ask, “Is that a yes?”
“That’s a fuck yes,” (Y/N) responded. “Also, I take back what I said about taking a nap earlier. You absolutely have to fuck me first, it’s the rules of being engaged.”
Colson smirked, flipping them over so that he was on top again. “I guess I can sacrifice a little sleep then.”
Then he passionately kissed his fiancée, and began to undress her, the two of them in such a state of happy bliss that they never wanted to leave the warmth of each other’s arms.
God this was kinda shitty I’m so sorry.
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Asahi: What's for dinner?
Suga: Tonight, I'm serving...LOOKS!
Tsukishima, slamming his hands onto the table: WE HAVEN'T EATEN IN THREE DAYS.
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happiest birthday to the most talented, diligent and gorgeous boy damie! you've probably played and nailed every aspect of your life — be it being a student, a singer, a dancer, a producer or an actor <3 you're so perfect yedam, the way you are!
i wish that this birthday brings your way more success and opportunity to showcase your talents, and unlimited happiness and health to you and your loved ones! happy birthday once again^^
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Tendou Satori x F!Reader
Sometimes we may feel like we didn’t belong anywhere. But someday, there will be someone who would show you the right place.
It was cold today, the early spring always made you crave for some extra warm. And for the past few months, you were grateful to have him here by your side. He may be lean and not really muscular, but the fact that he’s taller than you, feels like he engulfed you every time he became the big spoon.
“You sure Ushi didn’t mind us cuddling here again?” The two of you were longing for each other’s warmth since the break after the school year began, “He once caught us making out and trust me, I could never forget the look that he gave to us.”
You chuckled when you remember that particular time. Teenagers being teenagers, making out in a place that everyone could come in any time. And for the two of you, it was none other than the blunt ace, Ushijima Wakatoshi.
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A/N: Thank you all so much for the fabulous feedback on my first post. I hope you all like the second part to it. There will definitely be a third part to it but it might be some time just because I have quite a bit of Uni work to do.
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Warnings: Some swearing, angst
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You were in the Uber on the way home, secretly crying in the back so the Uber driver couldn’t hear you. You couldn’t help but think about seeing Colson in bed with another girl. It really got to you and you hated that it did and it shouldn’t have affected you but it did. You were in your own thoughts when you heard your phone, it was a text from Colson.
“Why did you leave?”
“I’m surprised you noticed considering you were too busy getting girls into your bed”
You put your phone on silent and put it back in your bag. You didn’t want to look at your phone in case he messaged you back. You didn’t want to talk to him. You were sick of the way he was treating you and you wasn’t going to put up with it.
You walked into your house and crashed on the sofa, kicking your heels off. You got your phone out your bag to find a couple missed calls and a few text messages, all off Colson. You didn’t want to continue this little spat you had with him, especially on his birthday. You got up from the sofa and changed out of your dress and put on some comfy clothes, you were glad to be back in some baggy clothes. You walked into your kitchen to make yourself a warm drink and you heard knocking on your door. You put the kettle down and walked over to your door and you opened it to find Colson was stood right in front of you,
“What are you doing here Colson?”
“You left my party without a goodbye… Also, I think we need to talk”
You motioned for him to come into your house and directed him into the kitchen. You sat down on a stool whereas Colson stood on the opposite side of the counter. This felt awkward and you hated it.
“What’s the matter with you Y/N? You’ve been acting strange for a while and I hate it when we aren’t talking”, he sounded quite worried. You tried to not look at him because if you did you would melt into those beautiful blue eyes but you needed to tell him how you feel.
“I am going to be straight with you now Colson because this is something that I have been keeping to myself for a while. I know we said it would just be a bit of fun between us but the more we were intimate with each other, the more I could feel myself falling in love with you”
You tried to not look at Colson because you didn’t want to see his reaction so you kept looking down at your hot drink. You heard footsteps thinking Colson was walking away but you felt his arms wrap around your waist and his head buried into your neck. You turned around on your stool and wrapped your arms around him. You needed this hug and having Colson still here with you meant a lot.
“I have to go Y/N”
You looked up at him feeling hurt. Why is he leaving after you poured your heart out to him?
“Please don’t go. I need you”, you could feel yourself welling up inside as he let go of you. He started to back away from you which then you ended getting up out of your seat to follow him.
“I am not good for you Y/N. You need someone who is going to give you what you need. I can’t do that, I’m sorry”, he opened the door and walked away. How could he leave like that? You started to cry as you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces. You sat on the floor in the hallway with your knees close up to your chest crying. You stayed like this for about half an hour but when you finally calmed, you picked yourself up and dragged yourself to bed. You couldn’t properly sleep as all you could think about was the way Colson walked out on you. You still couldn’t believe he would walk out on you like that, you two were supposed to be really close and he walked out. These thoughts kept reoccurring in your head that you didn’t realise it was 4AM but after a while you could feel yourself getting drowsy and you slowly dropped off.
It was past 12 in the afternoon and you just woke up. You couldn’t believe you slept in late but the sleep was definitely needed after a shitty night you had. You got up out of bed and made your way downstairs to the kitchen and put the kettle on. You needed a strong coffee to wake yourself up. You sat in your kitchen admiring your back garden and you heard your phone buzz. It was a text from Rook.
“Hey Y/N, would you be able to swing by the house within the next hour?”
You debated with yourself whether or not it was a good idea but you were curious to see what Rook wanted so you messaged him to say you will be there as soon as possible.
You drank your coffee and walked upstairs to your bedroom to get ready. You still had last night’s makeup so you quickly washed your face and whacked your hair up in a bun. You chose to wear a baggy shirt and a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a pair of your favourite converse. You grabbed your car keys and drove straight over to the guys house. You wondered why Rook needed you to go over, does he know about what happened between you and Colson last night? You parked in their driveway and walked up to the house. Rook saw you walking up the path from the window and he rushed to the door to open it.
“Hey Rook, what’s up? Is everything alright?”
You gave Rook a cuddle, you were glad to see him as he was also one of your closest friends.
“I’m just worried about Colson, he got back to the house last night and his eyes were all puffy and red from crying and went straight to his room. He hasn’t come out yet”
You were starting to worry so you rushed up the stairs and went straight to Colson’s room. You opened the door slowly and peeped your head in. You saw Colson sat up in bed just scrolling through his phone, you walked in closing the door behind you and walked over to his bed and sat next to him…