I’ll drink to that

every character i love ♥ moana waialiki, disney’s moana. ↳ “you are not my hero, and i’m not here so you can sign my oar! i’m here because you stole the heart of te fití… and you will board my boat and sail across the sea and put it back!”

To kick off this new blog to appreciate our Elizabeth loving Mr. Director aka Jumin Han, I need some responses from everyone. 

This survey is completely anonymous and only me, myself, and I will view the results~ 

If you guys have any questions, feel free to submit an ask and I’ll be happy to answer it. 

Take care.

P.S. - This Week will happen a week before Jumin’s birthday and will end on his birthday. 

-Mod Alice-

people who act like they’re oppressed for shipping fictional characters are some of the most annoying dumbasses this site has ever produced tbh

me: pedophilia and incest, whether in real life or depicted in fiction, are objectively bad things

freaks on this site: smh these antis 💅 shipperphobia never sleeps 😞

✨ positive/supportive comments can go a long way for artists, so thank y'all for doing that! ✨

Vulnerable

Warnings: None 

Description: Jumin and MC have a rare night off together. 

Masterlist // Requests // Buy Me a Milktea?

It was one of those rare nights where you and Jumin both were at home and had nothing to do. There were no deadlines to chase, no paperwork to fill-out, no client clients to call. 

The two of you didn’t know what to do with your spare time. It had been awhile since the two of you had the chance to be alone together. There were so many things that you could do. Jumin was already suggesting that you go out for dinner or watch something at the theater. Thinking about getting ready and going out just exhausted you so you suggested something else.

“Why don’t we stay in tonight?” you told Jumin, “It’s our night off. Let’s just watch a movie.”

“That doesn’t seem very romantic,” he frowned. 

“We can turn the lights down and cuddle? Maybe open a bottle of wine?”

Jumin chuckled, “That doesn’t sound any different from our other nights together.”

“Yeah, but this time we get to really pay attention to the movie,” you argued, “no phones or alarms getting in the way.”

“Well you have a point.”

So you set up for your date. 

Jumin made some popcorn while you got some blankets from the bedroom. Jumin opened a bottle of wine as you picked a movie. It was some cheesy romcom that the two of you had been planning to watch. When the lights were out and the movie started to play, Jumin snuggled you closer to him. You were practically lying down on his chest with blanket on top of the two of you. 

The movie progressed rather slowly. The two of you passed around comments and spent most of the time sharing a glass of wine and eating popcorn. It wasn’t until the bowl was nearly empty that the story started to get interesting. Jumin had become captivated with the film. He assumed that you have been too since you were so quiet. However, when Jumin looked down your eyes were already fluttering close. 

“Hey,” Jumin gently bopped your nose, “you’re falling asleep.”

“No I’m not,” but ast you said this a wide yawn was breaking out of your mouth. 

Jumin chuckled. He adjusted you on his chest and you snuggled closer. Your eyes were glued to the screen. Not five minutes later Jumin noticed that you were starting to drift off again. 

“Kitten,” Jumin’s low voice was next to your ear jarring you awake, “you’re falling asleep again.”

“I was just resting my eyes,” you grumbled.

“Really,” Jumin started playing with your hair making you feel drowsier.

“Um-hmmm,” your eyes were closing again.

“We don’t have to finish this movie, tonight.”

“Noooo,” your protest sounded feeble against your sleepy voice, “we’re supposed to spend time together. If we sleep now then the night will be over and we’re going to have to work again.”

“Okay,” you were so damn cute, “we’ll finish this movie and then it’s off to bed.”

You nodded against Jumin’s chest, satisfied with your agreement. You really did try your best to pay attention to the movie but every time you closed your eyes it was getting harder to open them. 

There was still 20 minutes to the movie when you had finally fallen asleep. Your soft tell-tale snores were enough to convince Jumin that there was no waking you now. 

Carefully, Jumin shut off the TV so as not to disturb you. He shifted you so that he his arms were supporting your back and knees. Jumin stood up and slowly carried you the bedroom. Just as he was about to set you down on the bed you opened your eyes, looking confused.

“Is the movie over?”

“No, you fell asleep, dear.”

You pouted, “Dammit, I’m sorry Jumin.”

“It’s alright,” Jumin meant it. He pressed his lips to your temple and set you down on the bed. 

You were still grumbling quietly to yourself when Jumin got to his side of the bed. 

“This is all your fault, you know that?”

“How is this my fault exactly?”

“You’re just…so you… you make me feel really safe. It’s hard not to just let your guard down and…fall asleep.”

Jumin wasn’t sure if you realized what you just said. You were snoring again and probably won’t even remember what you had happened. He looked at you, carefree and at peace beside him.

Jumin settled into bed holding you close against him. He felt happy to know that you found the same comfort that he found in you.

Things that are okay:

Things that are not okay:

If you don’t strategically eat your food so that the last bites to go in your mouth are the tastiest look at your choices

*enters my own password* i’m in

“Will she like it? I hope she does.”

Jumin day!