*loud booing*

could you pleaaasee write an imagine where dan’s doing a live show and y/ n joins in and dan sort ofjust dazes at them as their talking to his younow audience and the comments blow up about heart eyes howell and then they share a cute lil moment with everyone watching??? thanks!

A/N:I am so sorry that it’s so short, the next one is going to be longer I promise

Dan looks down on his phone, and then back at the screen of his computer:“It’s already 11pm, and I guess some of you have school tomorrow.”,he runs a hand through his hair and can see how the comments start to focus on his ‘Hobbit Hair’ :“So now I’m going to do 5 more minutes, but then I’m going to watch anime or something.”

He looks at the comments and isn’t realising that his girlfriend, Y/N, came into the room.
She goes up to him as quietly as she can and holds a finger on her mouth
And then, with a loud ‘BOO’ she jumps right next to his chair.

“HOLY MOTHER OF-MY GOD Y/N!”,he screams and Y/N starts to laugh hysterically while the comments explode once again.
Now every second one is about the face he made.

“Yeah haha funny.”,he says ironically and looks in the camera of his computer:“haha.. shut up..”

Y/N gives her boyfriend a soft kiss on his cheek and starts to look on the comments.

At first Dan and Y/N thought that the Phandom would hate her,
but they didn’t.
To be honest it seems like most of them are truly appreciating what she does for him and Phil.

“How are you?”,Y/N reads one comment out loud:“Well today was a little bit stressful, but-”

Dan cant help himself but to stares at her.
His brown eyes trail from her eyes down to her pink lips, and back up.
In this entire universe there’s nothing-and when he says nothing then there’s really nothing- more prettier than her.

And he don’t know why, but he starts to think about their first meeting in the supermarket.
She talked about her roommate, and how she kept eating all of her Cereal.
And Dan knew immediately that she’s the one for hi-

“Dan?”,a voice brings him back into reality:“Is everything alright, darling?”
Her eyes are locked with his and instead of giving her a answer, he continues to stares at her.

The following silence is comfortable, and after a few minutes Y/N looks back at the computer.
With red cheeks she sees that everyones just writing one sentence.

“ Heart Eyes Howell.”

Obi-Wan Kenobi: The Dashing Duke and Pirate Lord of Tatooine

This is for you @jerseytigermoth

“Obi-Wan Kenobi, know aliases Ben Kenobi, Ben Kryze, Old Man Kenobi, Obes Kenobes?”

The Jedi Master/Pirate/Rebellion General smiled at the befuddled expression on the Prosecutor’s face opposite of where he stood, hands cuffed and resting lightly on the bar in front of him. He chuckled. “Ah yes! That alias was given to me by a very lovely woman. She was quite nice.”

Shaking his head in a mix of confusion and disgust, the Prosecutor continued on. “Also known as Captain Kenobi, the Pirate Lord of Tatooine, High General Kenobi, the Dashing Duke and the Sass Master of Mandalore?”

“Is that all of them?” Obi-Wan asked. “Are you certain you haven’t missed any? That list seems a little short. Did you include the Scourge of the Outer Rim? Oh! For a while I was calling myself Arulas because someone thought it sounded cool.”

There was a snort from back in the gallery of criminals and a sullen, “It did sound cool.”

Flabbergasted the prosecutor tried to reassert his authority. “Your list of crimes against the galaxy are…”

“Ah! Rako Hardeen!” Obi-Wan nodded, reaching up to scratch his nose. “I knew you forgot one.”

The presiding judge banged his gavel and leaned forward, peering down at Obi-Wan. “That’s enough out of you, traitor! You’re far too old for such childish antics.”

“Quite right, your honor,” the Jedi Pirate Rebel nodded with great dignity. “Please continue, Tanver.”

The Prosecutor stammered out a puzzled, “What?! How… how did you know?!”

Winking, Obi-Wan replied. “Jedi Secrets. Also your name was included on my arrest documents. You have a most artistic signature, Counselor.”

There was a low-level snicker coming from the gallery and the Judge hammered his gavel.


“My apologies, your honor,” Obi-Wan smiled and turned to look back over his shoulders at the assembled criminals, hoodlums, rebels and pirates behind him. “Do be quiet, dear friends. Prosecutor Tanver Seabright is trying to charge me with grievous crimes against the Empire.”

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“...On Stage.”

Requested by an anon. I made the best friend, Gray. 

Originally posted by cherryzpark

It was just how you and Sunghwa were. You had been best friends since you were basically babies. Your parents knew each other. The two of you getting super touchy wasn’t really that big of a deal in your eyes, but that’s not how Jay saw it.

You met Jay through your best friend, Gray or Sunghwa. The first time you met Sunghwa you couldn’t even speak, you were only a couple of months old. Your mother and his were best friends all thoughout high school and they got pregnant on purpose around the same time. Sunghwa was born first, then you were born.

The two of you grew up together. It was you and him against the world. There were fights, but never have they truly impacted your friendship. Sunghwa was like a brother and that’s all you wanted. And that’s all he wanted.

You were an uprising singer, rapper and producer. You produced your own beats and wrote your own songs. Sunghwa tried to recruit you to join AOMG, but you respectfully declined his offer. Tablo recruited you to join his label, HIGHGRND. Sunghwa was upset with you for the first couple of months but got used to it. He still likes to bring it up.

Sunghwa had invited you to a party that AOMG was hosting. You weren’t that big of a party goer but you’d go if you had to. So you decided to go for Sunghwa. You dressed in a tight and short sequin dress along with black heels. You made it quickly and headed for the VIP area.

The first person you see the VIP area is of course, Sunghwa. He smiled and made his way over to the entrance of the special area that was filled with rappers and singers. “Glad you could make it, Sis. You look amazing as always.”

“You don’t look too bad yourself, Sunghwa.” You said jokingly.

“Come on in. I can’t wait for everyone to meet you. Your biggest fanboy is in here.” He admitted.

You rolled your eyes. You knew exactly who he was talking about. Jay was your biggest fan, well he said he was. You and Jay have met on several occasions. He even went to your surprise birthday Gray had planned. You couldn’t help but laugh at him every couple of seconds. 

He had this aura around you that he didn’t have around other girls. You, of course weren’t looking for a relationship and could careless if you were single or not. Your excuse for not being in a relationship was you didn’t have room on your plate for a relationship because you were always working.

And that was true. You loved working. You always put nothing but your best forward. Tablo loved how hard you were willing to work for your dreams and goals which was why he recruited you.

Sunghwa put his hand on your back and softly pushed you into the VIP area. All eyes were on you. You loved attention, you gave a slight smirk.

“Guys! This is my best friend of all time, Y/N.”

You waved and smiled. All of them greeted you a couple at a time so now you were acquainted with the ones you didn’t know. There was about a handful of people in here that you actually knew. And the others were all unknown to you.

You sat in between Sunghwa and Jay, per both of their requests. You made a lot of new friends. Jay couldn’t help find himself staring at you about every few seconds. He had to make sure you were okay. Sunghwa stood up and put his hands on Jay’s shoulder.

“I’m going to go to bar for some shots. Watch and protect, Y/N. Nothing matters but Y/N.” Sungha stated.

“Oh my gosh. I can watch myself. I’m a grown woman. I’m fine, Sunghwa.”

“Whatever you say. Watch her, Jay.”

Sunghwa stumped out of the VIP area to the bar. You looked around the VIP area, and there was only two other people besides you and Jay. It got quiet, the only thing you could hear was the loud blasting music.

“You want another drink?” He asked.

“No, I’m okay. I should slow down because I have to drive myself home.”

“I could drive you back home if you want!” He said quickly without a second to waste.

“Thank you for the offer, Jay. But I’m fine. I can drive myself home.”

The two of you got into deep conversation about anything that had come to mind. At one point the two of you were talking about society. It wasn’t till a rather sensual came on. You really wanted to dance before the night was over.

“Jay, you wanna dance?”

“Sure, let’s go.”

He grabbed your hand and lead you to the dance floor. You began to move your hips to the beat. You didn’t know what you were doing, but you were having so much fun. You had this huge smile printed on your face. Before you could do anything else, he grabbed you and brought your body closer to him.

Your nose and his nose were touching. You could feel his breath on your face. “Can I?” He asked. You were too caught in the moment to not even want him. All you could do was nod. He put his lips on yours in a sweet and gentle kiss, that eventually turned passionate and almost lustful. You pulled away before anything else could happen. You stared at him with wide eyes.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.”

“Shut up and do it again.”

You and Jay have been dating for just over two years. Your relationship was “accidentally” announced after Sunghwa did a Instagram Live and went into Jay’s office to reveal the two of you all cuddled up on each other. It went viral and shocked everyone.

The news had died down a little, but it was still flying around. Every interview you had, they’d tease you about it. Every variety show you had, they’d bring it up into everything you’d do. Even at your concerts there would be fans who would bring up Jay. They even went as far as bringing posters and shirts with your ship name on it.

There was an event in Gangnam you were performing at. Not just you, but there was a whole list of rappers. You were one of the three female rappers. The other two were Cheetah and Kisum. You had a collaboration stage with Sunghwa which you were happy about. The two of you loved to collab, you had many collaborations.

You had your solo stage first. You came out with a bang and ended with one. You hyped the crowd up, which was why you were one of the first acts. They knew every song and every word. Your time was up.

“My time is up-!”

The crowd broke out to boos and loud cries of “DON’T GO UNNIE!”

“I’ll be back, I promise guys! The last act, I’ll be back out for my collaboration stage with Gray.”

You waved as you exited the stage and made it backstage. You went into your dressing room and changed into your second outfit that your stylist had picked out for you. A white open bust cropped hoodie, with a white stussy crop top under it, white joggers, and converses.

Sunghwa was in all white as well. There was a knock at your dressing room door. You walked over and opened it. In front of your face was Jay.

“Baby, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be preparing for you stage, which is next?” You asked him.

“I wanted to see my girl before I did. Can I not do that?”

“That’s not what I meant. I’m happy to see you and everything.” You said before pecking his lips.

“So the theme of your stage with Gray is a white?” He questioned putting his hands on your hips before continuing. “I’m jealous, why couldn’t we do a collab stage, where we dressed in all white?”

“Baby, not this again. We can talk about this after tonight. You need to get out there. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He pulled you in for a sweet kiss. He pulled away and pecked your forehead before heading off to the stage.

It was time for your collab stage with Sunghwa. You made your way to the stage with him, everyone was screaming and cheering for both of you. The two of you were just having fun on stage, like good old friends. That was until the last song, which was sensual song. It wasn’t Jay’s favorite song.

He was watching from backstage with the guys and Cheetah and Kisum. The whole mood changed. There was a change of lights. They went from bright white lights to pink lights. It was a bit dark. There was a bit of a choreography to this song unlike the others.

You were dance the whole time, while Sunghwa was around you rapping. The crowd was screaming in excitement. You knew how to give a show. Then it was time for the bridge. You strutted over to Sunghwa and turned your back to him. You put your hand around his neck and grinded against him. Which causes gasps and screams from the crowd and backstage.

You had never acted like that with Sunghwa, not in the public eye, not even around a couple of friends. Sunghwa wrapped his hands around your waist and held you against him. You giggled a bit. You began to sway your hips, still rubbing against him. His hands slowly made their way up. Touching your stomach, sliding up to your bust.

Just as he was there, he went back down to your waist, just to tease the crowd a bit. You wanted to play along. You grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up just enough to for the crowd to see his abs. There were screams everywhere in the crowd, both female and male.

You felt on his stomach a bit before releasing his shirt. The song came to an end, as did the stage. You thanked everyone for coming and made your way backstage. You high fived Sunghwa. You walked to your dressing room to change into your regular clothes. When you opened the door, you were met by an angry and jealous Jay.

“Hey baby. You look angry, did something happen?”

“Did something happen? Are you kidding me? Of course something happened!”

You walked in and closed the door behind you.

“Be quiet, people are going to think we are fighting.” You said quietly.

“How can I be quiet when I had to watch you grind on Gray for what felt like forever? Especially in front of my friends! Do you know how I feel right now? You’ve never grinded with me on stage.” He admitted.

“I shouldn’t have to grind with you on stage, we do that home! I can’t even be on stage with you because you’re surrounding by your female dancers in little to no clothing-!”

“My performances have nothing to do with this! I’ve never grinded on any of those girls. And this is different! Sunghwa and I are close.”

There was no use in arguing with him.

“You’re jealous of Sunghwa, huh?” You broke in.

He was flustered at your sudden question.

“M-Me? Jealous of Sunghwa? Yeah right.”

“Baby, it’s not a bad thing to be jealous. I’m a little jealous of your female dancers, but I’m never upset with over it. Admit you were jealous because I know you were.”

“FINE! I got a little jealous over the way you and Sunghwa were acting with each other.”

You sighed. “Why are you jealous of Sunghwa? You have me in a way he’ll never have me. You’ve seen all of me, inside and out, he hasn’t. Hell, you’ve seen me naked, Sunghwa has only seen my bra and that was on accident. Even if I did leave you for Sunghwa, he could never love me like you do. He could never make love to me like you do. Park Jaebeom, I love you and only you.”

You pulled him in for a passionate kiss. He pulled away and put his hands on your hips.

“Never again! Never ever again! You will never be grinding against any other man that is not me, understood?”

“Yes, baby.”

He kissed your forehead. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Jay.”

Prompt by @softestisak: “write me a cake fight drabble u brat”

Ak, I don’t like you. But lucky enough, I like the prompt. HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVEN!!!! (also where is the fucking trailer?!?!?)


“So, you’re going to… bake a cake?”

Eskild’s voice is dubious, eyebrows raised to epic proportions and mouth set in an incredulous line.

Which, fuck him very much, because Isak is not completely helpless. And how fucking hard can baking a cake from scratch be? He has a printed set of directions in front of him, he has all of the ingredients spread out over the counter, and the oven is happily pre-heating.

What could go wrong?

“Yes,” Isak answers with a narrowed look, “I’m baking Even a birthday cake. It’s not rocket science.”

Eskild swallows and puts his hands up, like he was approaching a spooked horse or a small child, “Isak just because you’re gay doesn’t mean you automatically get Martha Stewart powers.

“Who the fuck is Martha Stewart?”

Eskild sighs, “Oh god, this is not going to end well. Are you sure we can’t call Noora in here to help you?”

“Nei,” Isak grabs the empty mixing bowl off the counter and away from Eskild, hugging it to his chest like a shield. “He’s my boyfriend and he made me promise not to by him anything, so this is what I’m doing. Jesus, you make it sound like baking is hard.”

Eskild whimpers but leaves the kitchen in peace.


Okay- so as it turns out, baking is a little harder than it looks. It really wouldn’t be, but there are phrases like sift the flour and fold in the eggs.

What the actual fuck does any of that mean? And Isak is too proud to google it on his phone because he is seventeen years old and baking will not conquer him.

Also, is there really a difference in between baking soda and baking powder? And like, between regular sugar and confectioners sugar? Isak hopes not because Even will be here in two hours and Isak doesn’t have time to run back out to the store.

So he just kind of puts all the ingredients together and hope it works


It doesn’t work. It very much does not work.

And Even is laughing his ass off, arms securely around Isak’s waist as he takes another bite of the shitty Moulin Rouge inspired decorations Isak had turned into stick figures and laughs some more. “I love it,”

“You suck,” Isak groans, batting the fork away from Even’s mouth, “Stop eating it, you might poison yourself.”

“But what a way to go,” Even leans down to kiss at Isak’s pulse point, ignoring the loud boos of their friends. Isak flips them off, but Even doesn’t look ruffled at all, “Baby… you baked me a cake. You, yourself. God knows it was yourself because Noora never would have let this happen.”

Isak groans and Even’s attention is pulled away for a hot second by Sana, who’s just arrived to the apartment.

Isak glares at the failure cake. He worked fucking hard on it and now what? They’re just going to throw it out? Over his dead body is the cake he spent hours slaving away for going to be dumped into the trash.

So he cocks his head to consider, eye slanting right to note that Even isn’t wearing anything to expensive, just his favorite button up (read Isak’s button up) and a pair of jeans. 

The arms tightens around Isak’s wait again and Isak has an idea, He steps out of the embrace. Even swivels his head to look at him.

“One more surprise.” Isak gestures down to the sugar monstrosity, “Look at the cake closer.”

Even raises his eyebrows, but glances down at it, “I don’t get it.”


Even gets a little closer to the cake, now intent on finding whatever mystery clue Isak had hidden in the frosting. When he shifts his head down, just a little bit, Isak pounces.

He hooks a hand around the back of Even’s neck and pulls his face into the cake, waiting several seconds before releasing and stepping back.

The cheers are almost instant and Even is pulling back, wiping frosting from his eyes and laughing again, bright and happy laughter and this might just be one of the greatest cakes ever baked in the world.

“Little shit,” Even grabs a handful of the corner piece and- oh fuck no, Isak didn’t anticipate that. Even hurls the cake at him. Isak dives out of the way and-

The fucking cake splatters against Vilde. Oh my fucking god the look on her face. She screams and everyone goes silent. 

Or at least, for about fifteen seconds and then Even is grabbing another chunk of cake and hauling Isak to him by the waist and smearing the frosting down the length of his face.

By that time, everyone had gotten the idea and Isak’s perfect fucking cake was flying across the room, smearing over every surface available and every person available and Isak and Even were still half-wrestling on the floor trying to escape each other’s frosting clad hands and-

Fucking best birthday party ever.

Seventeen: First Kiss.

Request: Also take your time but .. eventually .. could you also do first kiss with Seventeen .. LOL. But you can separate it by units if it makes it easier :) 💕❤️ I LOVE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY~ 

(Gifs aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners).

~Vocal Unit. 


“Y/N-ah! Come to the kitchen!” Jeonghan screamed the second he heard you step foot in his dorm. You laughed as you pulled off your jacket and shoes. 

“Hurry up!” he yelled. 

“I’m coming calm down,” you yelled back with a laugh as you shook your head. You ran to kitchen to see the table covered with an assortment of baked goods. Jeonghan looked up at you with a proud smile (gif). 

“Happy one month anniversary Y/N!” 

“Oh my God, you’re so cheesy,” you laughed as you made your way over and hugged your boyfriend. 

“I wanted to something special to celebrate the fact that all my efforts eventually paid off,” he laughed and you slapped his arm playfully.  

According to Jeonghan, he had a crush on you for months before you even paid attention to him. Although, it is true that it took a while for you to actually admit you had feelings for him.  

“Earth to Y/N,” Jeonghan said as he waved his hand in front of your face. You turned back towards him, only to have a cupcake shoved towards your mouth. Jeonghan burst out laughing at your horrified expression. 

“Why!” you laughed as you reached up to wipe the icing away. Jeonghan pulled your hand down and entwined his fingers with yours. He took a deep breath and replaced his nervous expression with a smirk. 

“I’ll get it off,” he said and leaned in. Your eyes widened but quickly fluttered shut when his lips met yours. 

A first kiss with Jeonghan would be playful and sweet. It might happen really early on or after a couple of months, depending on whenever the right moment is. Jeonghan seems like someone who would want it to happen naturally. His hands would either be holding yours or be on/around your waist. It’d be playful and sweet, the kind of kiss that has the both of you giggling afterwards.


You looked out the window of the coffee shop, your head resting on your hand. You glanced at your watch and sighed loudly. Joshua was nearly an hour late and hadn’t contacted you to give you any explanation. 

“Ten more minutes and if he’s not here, I’m leaving,” you muttered angrily to yourself. You were staring at the melting ice in Joshua’s drink when you saw something move in the corner of your eye. You glanced at the window to see Joshua waving at you from the other side (gif). You raised an eyebrow and huffed as he quickly made his way into the coffee shop and over to your table. 

“Y/N, I’m so sorry. Really, I am. Woozi asked me to come in for a quick recording session that ended up taking longer than expected,” he blurted, looking genuinely upset about the whole thing and you immediately softened. 

“It’s okay, at least you came,” you replied quietly with a shrug. He sat down and reached across the table to take your hand. 

“Thank you for waiting,” he said and you could tell he was sincere. 


Hours had passed and the two of you didn’t notice until the cafe owner came over to your table to tell you that it was closing time. You glanced at your watch in surprise and saw that it was indeed midnight. 

“Josh, we’ve been here for 4 hours!” you exclaimed and he laughed. 

“We should probably get going,” he said and you nodded in agreement. After putting jackets and paying, the two of you stepped outside. 

“It’s late so I’ll walk you home,” Joshua announced as he started walking in the direction of your house. You were too tired at this stage to protest, so you followed him without complaint. 

Eventually, you reached your house. You rummaged in your pockets to find your key, slid it into the lock then looked back at Joshua. 

“I had a good time, even though you were late,” you teased and that guilty look of Joshua’s from earlier returned. 

“I’m still really sorry about that.” 

“Josh I’m only teasing. Seriously, it’s okay,” you said with a smile before saying your goodbye and turning back to your door. 

“Where’s my hug?” Joshua asked. You laughed as you turned around and allowed him to wrap you in his arms. You stayed like that for a couple minutes then Joshua pulled away. He had a thoughtful look in his eyes as he looked at you. 

“Can I kiss you?” he asked quietly and you couldn’t help but smile softly at his politeness. You nodded in response and leaned in closer to him. He gave you a small nervous smile then gently pressed his lips to yours.  

Joshua Hong is a gentleman, so I highly doubt the kiss would happen in the first month. He’d want to take things slow to make sure your comfortable around him first. He would plan the kiss and it would probably take place after a really cute date. His hands would either be cupping your face, on your waist or you’d be wrapped in his arms. It’d be a gentle and sweet kiss. Joshua seems like the type to try put as much of his feelings for you as he can into the first kiss, making it a very memorable one.


“And this is G,” Jihoon said as he re-arranged your fingers on the guitar. 

“Okay, now strum.” You strummed hesitantly and he nodded at you encouragingly. 

“Now play all the chords together,” he instructed then sat back in his chair. You nodded in reply then did what he said. Your eyebrows knitted together and you pursed your lips in concentration. A small fond smile found its way to Jihoon’s lips as he watched you. His thoughts faded into daydreaming about what it’d be like to write a song with you and then he’d have a good excuse to mention you during acceptance speeches and- 


“What?” he questioned as he snapped out of his trance. 

“You were staring at me again!” you exclaimed, your cheeks tinted a light pink. He merely blinked in surprise, then smiled when he noticed your blush (gif). 

“Sorry,” he mumbled and pulled the sleeves of his sweater over his hands (sweater-paws Jihoon is one of the most adorable things I’ve ever seen). You let out a short embarrassed laugh and shook your head. 

“Anyway, am I doing this right?” you asked as you attempted to position your fingers to make the chord. 

“No, your index finger doesn’t go there,” he corrected. 

“Then where?” 

“Here,” he said as he leaned towards you and moved your finger to the right place. His eyes flickered from your hand to your lips and not very subtly. 

“You gonna kiss me or just stare at my lips all day?” you teased. Jihoon blushed then moved his hand from yours to cup your cheek. He licked his lips as he leaned in, kissing you sweetly. 

The kiss would happen when it happens, but I doubt it would happen early on. It wouldn’t be planned or well thought out but that isn’t a bad thing. It just means it would happen naturally. He’d either have his hands on your waist or would cup your cheek. It’d be a very sweet kiss.


“I can’t believe you beat me!” you groaned as you and your boyfriend Seokmin left the arcade. 

“Aw Jagi, it’s not my fault I’m this talented,” Seokmin replied with a cheeky grin. You glared at him and huffed as you kept walking. He ran up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. 

“Y/N-ah! Don’t be mad!” he whined as you two waddled along the pavement. 

“Seokmin, you’re restricting my movement. Please let go of me,” you said. You bit your lip to prevent yourself from smiling at his cute pouty face. He huffed and released you but not for long. Seokmin grabbed you by the shoulders, turning you to face him. 

“Y/N! You can’t be mad at me. I’m your adorable boyfriend Lee Seokmin!” he exclaimed loudly as he did aegyo with his signature sunshine smile (gif). Try as you might, you just couldn’t resist that smile. 

“Ugh fine you’re forgiven,” you said. You mentally cursed yourself for giving in so easily. 

“Good because I’d have hated if you were mad while I did this,” he replied. You gave him a confused look as he closed the small distance between you two. 

“Do wha-” Before you could finish your sentence, Seokmin had his hands on your waist and his lips were on yours. 

The kiss would happen early on in the relationship. Seokmin might be hyper but he’s also a pretty chill guy so I don’t think he’d have it extensively planned out but he’d have an idea off when he’d want to kiss you. It’d be a sweet kiss, the kind that you both smile into.


“Guys, can’t you shut up?” Seungkwan yelled in annoyance at his members. 

“Boo Seungkwan! Where are your manners? Why are you yelling at your hyungs?” Jeonghan yelled back from the other room. Seungkwan sighed as he flopped backwards onto his bed. 

“Sorry,” he replied. 

“Seungkwan, it’s fine,” you said. 

“No it’s not! We haven’t seen each other properly in ages and I want to be able to talk to you but SOMEBODY’S BEING TOO LOUD!” 

“Boo Seungkwan don’t you raise your voice at me!” Jeonghan yelled in reply. 

“Right,” Seungkwan said as he stood up, “Let’s go.” 

“Go where?” 

“You’ll see,” he replied with a slightly creepy smile. You gave him a weird look but stood up regardless. You two hurriedly put on shoes and jackets then left the dorm. Seungkwan’s hand slipped into yours as he moved to walk a bit ahead of you. 


“Seungkwan are we walking to Jeju?” you whined after you two had been walking for a while. He laughed loudly and shook his head. 

“We’re nearly there I promise Y/N,” he said. You just let him drag you behind him as he walked. A little while later you were by a river. Seungkwan turned to you with a smile as he stepped backwards towards the railing (gif). He let go of your hand as he turned to the railing and leaned on it, with you doing the same. It was quiet for a minute or two and your mind wandered off. 



“Why haven’t we kissed yet?” you thought aloud and he looked you, shook. 

“W-wh-what? Y-you can’t just..just say things like that!” he complained. You raised your eyebrows and smirked at his flustered state. 

“Well? Are you gonna answer my question?” 

Seungkwan took a deep and very dramatic breath then faced you. He took your face in his hands then placed a sweet kiss on your lips. You smiled as he pulled away. 

“Now was that so hard?” you teased. 

It’s unlikely that Seungkwan has much experience in this area because he spent his teenage years in the practice room, so he’d be quite hesitant to kiss you. He might need a bit of a push from either you or his members but he’d probably prefer to be the one to kiss you first. He’d either cup your face or have his hands on your waist. It’s be a simple first kiss, short and sweet.


Originally posted by jeonwilds

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook / Reader

Word Count: 1850

Genre: Fluff

Notes: Y/N meansYour Name,” while Y/F/N means “Your Friend’s Name.”


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The Sunrise Part 2 (Sirius Black x Hufflepuff!Reader)

Originally posted by nellaey

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Part 2 Requested By: @impossibletodealwith @susie2710 @lostxghirl @arielizzlewizzle @itswilma

Word Count: 2,630

Warnings: Minor injury, mentions of bullying.

A/N: Sorry it took so long to post. Most people who asked for it probably forgot they requested it…hehe sorry. ♪~ ()


“Bloody hell, Pads, what are you looking for?” James asked Sirius as he noticed him scanning the crowded hallway yet again. This had been happening a lot recently and as much a Sirius liked to believe, he was not subtle about it and it was piquing the gang’s curiosity. Sirius narrowed his eyes at James and opened his mouth to speak.

“Not what, who.” Remus corrected before he could say anything, making James wiggle his eyebrows at his scowling friend.

“Does our dearest friend finally have a love interest?” He asked, cutting Sirius off once again as Peter nudged him playfully.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Sirius said, shrugging his shoulders, acting a little too nonchalant.

“Every time you go anywhere, you take a good long look before turning back to us.” Remus said as they walked into the courtyard for their break and, as Remus said, Sirius subconsciously gave a quick glance around the courtyard before focusing back on the conversation. James, Remus and Peter shared a knowing look.

“It’s true.” Peter chimed. Sirius stuffed his hands into his pockets and kept his head down for lack of a comeback. He couldn’t deny that he’s kept his eyes peeled for a certain head of Y/H/C hair for the past few weeks. You two had been meeting every morning on Wednesdays and, by his insistence, Fridays, but he had yet to see or talk to you during the day. It was as if you just appeared to watch the sunrise and disappeared for classes.

He had actually begun to think that you were one of the castle ghosts and never came out during the day, but he just brushed that off as crazy thought. Hopefully it was crazy thought. It’d be just his luck to have feelings for a dead person. And yes, he had finally admitted to himself that he was feeling deeper emotions than what you should feel for ‘just a friend’. It came as quite a shock to him, he had never felt this way for anyone else. Sure he flirted and…did other things but it was never with any feeling behind it. He just never connected with someone on that level like he did with you and it made him feel a whole bunch of things.

“Who’ve you been looking for?” Remus asked. Sirius debated telling his friends about you but he liked having you and the sunrise to himself, so he decided to keep it a secret. At least until he sorted out his feelings and you and just the whole situation. He also didn’t want to deal with the extensive teasing that was sure to come out of them knowing about it.

“Just this girl, we had a pretty good snogging session last week and I wanted to see if she was up for another round.” Sirius lied and gave the group a cheeky smirk. Peter seemed to accept this and brushed the whole topic off. James and Remus weren’t as convinced, but after a quick look between them, they decided to save the topic for later. Sirius gave a breath of relief as James shrugged casually and Remus started a new conversation.


You were turning into the courtyard with your two best friends when you spotted Sirius’ familiar frame and quickly spun around and hid behind a pillar. Your friends gave you a confused look. You just ignored them and gave a quick peek around the corner only to see him still there. You didn’t know what you expected, it’s not as if he would disappear in the space of 2 seconds. Your friends, though still confused, looked amused.

“Care to explain?” Your friend, Dovie, asked.

He’s there.” You hissed, gesturing behind you. Your friends turned to look and realisation dawned on their faces. Unlike Sirius, you had told your friends about him and how both of you watched the sunrise together (something they had disapproved of but thought was adorable). You had been avoiding him during school hours, not wanting your happy little bubble to burst.

You were also afraid he’d act differently with you outside of your time together. Maybe he’d be embarrassed by you being a Hufflepuff? Or by you being a muggleborn? You had yet to tell him that though. You weren’t ashamed of your parents or how you were born but he did come from a family infamous for their hatred for muggleborns. He was different though, right? After all, he was sorted into Gryffindor and not the signature Slytherin house of the Blacks. He also seemed kinder, though he was snarky, he seemed more…accepting?

“So? I thought you said you didn’t like him?” Your other friend, Annabelle, said. You felt your face grow red.

“I-I don’t” You lied. You very much had some feelings for the troublesome Gryffindor, but you didn’t want to admit it. You knew that your friends disapproved of him as a romantic…interest… and you didn’t blame them. He had a very long list of broken hearts and flings and you knew that he might never actually have sincere romantic affections for anyone but you couldn’t help it. He was just so interesting and funny and annoying and you loved spending time with him (something you would also never admit).

“You can’t.” Dovie said, her face becoming strict. You groaned, you hated it when she became all motherly on you. Both her and Annabelle had a suspicion that you had developed feelings for him and were both worried. They didn’t want you to come out of it with a tear stained face.

“I don’t need a lecture, mum.” You said, rolling your eyes.

“Right. Because you don’t like him.” Dovie said. You nodded your head


“And you don’t wait impatiently for Wednesday and Friday mornings.” Annabelle said.


“And you don’t love it when he playfully teases you.” Dovie said.

“R-right.” You said, a little quieter this time.

“And you don’t love how he seems to be different with you than with anyone else.” Annabelle said, her brows furrowing with sympathy for her obviously lovestruck friend.

“Right.” You mumbled, your eyes focused solely on your feet. You regretted agreeing to all of those things but what could you do? You couldn’t have feelings for Sirius Black, you just couldn’t. Everyone knew it was a stupid thing to like him and whoever did was bound to end up broken hearted, but he made it so easy to fall in love with his playful smirk and genuine smile, with his witty comebacks and moments of kind sincerity.

“So is that why you’re hiding behind a pillar right now, rather that facing him?” Dovie asked. Dovie, unlike Annabelle, was more of the tough love kind of friend, maybe it was the Ravenclaw in her. And as much as you loved her, you did not want that right now. You stayed silent, not knowing what to say and keeping your now sad eyes on the floor.

“Oh, Y/N.” Annabelle said, enveloping you in a tight hug. “It’s ok to have feelings. It’s ok.” She said, rubbing your back comfortingly. “Just - just don’t get your hopes up, ok pumpkin?” You almost smiled at her nickname she used for your and Dovie. She was such an old lady.

“I don’t like him.” You mumbled hopelessly.

“Of course not.” She said, humouring you. “Of course not.”

“Watch out.” Dovie said, breaking up the moment. “Bullies, eleven o’clock.” She nodded her head in the direction of the approaching condescending pureblood Slytherins that loved picking on you and your friends. You and Annabelle were both muggleborn and Dovie was a halfblood so you were easy targets for pureblood obsessed wizards, especially the ones that were coming down the hallway now, they just loved bullying muggleborns.

You and Annabelle quickly separated and the three of you scurried away. You gave the boy that had captured your attention one last longing look before continuing your escape.


A few days later, Sirius was creeping into the courtyard at 5 in the morning, lit wand in hand. He had changed into his school robes before sneaking out, not wanting to give you more ammunition about his pyjamas. He felt his heart race in anticipation of seeing you, an almost giddy expression on his face.

You were already there, reading a book, sitting under the same tree he first saw you under a few weeks ago. He stopped moving for a moment, watching how your hair fell into your face and how you blew it away softly, only for it to fall back to the same spot again. As much as he loved talking to you, he could just watch you forever. There was something gentle yet daring about you, how you held your head up high and kept yourself open. You were a light in a sea of darkness and he loved you for it. But he’d push that down, that feeling of grabbing you and kissing the living daylights out of you, for he would not be the one to corrupt the bright light. So friendship would be the place he’d settle for.

He quietly crept up behind the tree you were sitting against and jumped in front of you with a loud “boo!”, making you shriek and drop your book onto your lap. He chuckled as you groaned and slapped his arm.

“Merlin’s bear, Sirius! Don’t do that.” You exclaimed. He smirked as he sat down across from you, running his fingers through his hair (a habit you had noticed and thought quite endearing).

“Loosen up, Huffles.” He joked, making you glare at him.

“I’d really prefer it if you’d call me by my real name.” You said, raising an eyebrow at him.

“But Huffles is just so much more fun to say, Huffles.” He replied, enjoying how you rolled your eyes at him.

“Well, if I have a nickname, shouldn’t you have one too?” You asked, rubbing your chin, pretending to be in deep thought.

“Mr. Attractive?” He suggested, making you snort. “The Great Lord of Hotness?”

“Oh, Merlin, please stop.”

“Sexy? Sir Dreamy?” He kept going, making you laugh uncontrollably.

“What have I unleashed?” You cried out.

“Goooood lookin?” He said, grinning.

“Please stop. What about sloppy?” You suggested.

“I don’t know what you’re insinuating but I’m just going to steer us back to Sir Dreamy.” Sirius said, leaning back on his hands.

“I don’t know how this much arrogance can fit in one body.” You said, shaking your head. “And sloppy fits you perfectly!” You said, gesturing to his shaggy, dark hair, loosely hanging tie and messy uniform. Sirius glanced down at him self and just shrugged. You rolled your eyes at him and tucked a lock of stray hair behind your ear. In that one motion, your uniform sleeve slipped down a little, exposing messily tied bandaging over your wrist. All playfulness disappeared from Sirius’ face. He leaned forwards, a worried look on his face.

“What happened there?” He asked, pointing to your wrist. You, not having noticed your bandages were showing, quickly tugged down your sleeve. You were hoping he wouldn’t notice that.

“Nothing. I - I fell.” You said. That wasn’t a complete lie. You had fallen. Down some stairs as well. It wasn’t your fault though. The same pureblood Slytherins you and your friends had run from the other day had cornered you alone just as you were walking up the stairs. You didn’t want to remember what had happened after that, just that you had ended up with bruises and a cut on your wrist.

“Tell me.” Sirius insisted. You sighed in defeat.

“Remember when I told you I didn’t like bullies?” You mumbled quietly. Sirius’ eyes narrowed dangerously as he nodded. “Well now I’m not overly fond of stairs, as well as bullies.” You waited for him to say something, but he was just sitting there, anger evident on his face. You didn’t even know how angry he was though. The thought that someone hurt you, had caused you to fall down stairs, was enough to get his blood boiling and fingers curling into fists. He tried to tamped down on his anger.

“Who?” He said, his voice deadly quiet. You kept your head down, not wanting to meet the fury in his eyes.

“I - I don’t want to say.” You mumbled.

“What?” He asked incredulously.

“What would you do to them?” You asked.

“Nothing.” He lied.

“Sirius…I don’t want to say.” You whispered.

“How can you not want to say?” He exclaimed, shock and anger building up inside him. “Just so that I don’t hurt them?” You kept quiet, still not meeting his gaze. He released a frustrated groan. “Did you tell anyone?” He asked. You shook your head. “Did you go to the infirmary?” You shook your head again. He suddenly shot up, his hand running through his hair again. You eyes flew up at his sudden movement and watched him pace around frustratedly.

“Sirius -“ You started but was cut off by him.

“Why wouldn’t you tell anyone, Huffles?” He asked, turning on you, making you shrink away from him. “You do realise that this just encourages them to do this more, right?”

“Yes, but -“

“And if you hate bullying so much then why are you protecting them? The people that hurt you? And others most likely.” His voice rising.

“Sirius -“

“Who physically hurt you! Are you too much of a Hufflepuff to get them into trouble? Is that it?”

“No! That’s not it! Merlin’s beard, Sirius, do you not get it?” You exclaimed, standing up yourself to meet him head on. “Do you not get it? I’m not telling anyone about this because I’m scared, Sirius. Ok? I’m scared. I’m scared that it’ll anger them, make them even more aggressive. Do you know how terrifying that is? To always feel threatened and never feel like they would be punished for what they were doing to you?” You almost yelled, shutting him up. He stared at you for a moment, taken aback by your admission. Your hand flew to cover your mouth as you released a sudden sob, tears falling from your eyes. Sirius’ heart broke for you and he felt so guilty for yelling at you, for releasing his anger on you. So so guilty.

“Oh, Y/N, I’m sorry.” He said, rushing towards you and crushing you in a hug. Your eyes went wide with shock. Sirius was hugging you. Sirius Black, the boy that never showed affection, was hugging you. You buried your face into his chest as more tears continued to fall. “I’m sorry.” He repeated. You nodded your head and he pulled you in even tighter if possible, but you didn’t mind. You loved being pressed up against him, being comforted by him. The thought that you couldn’t do this romantically with him prompted even more tears to shed.

“Y/N, you can’t let them get away with this though.” He said, resting his chin on your head and rubbing soothing circles on your back.

“Why do you even care?” You asked.

“Because I love you.” He whispered, almost too quietly, but you heard it. You for sure heard it. It had slipped out before he could stop it but he didn’t regret saying it, screw the consequences.

“What?” You asked, eyes wide as you pulled away from him to look him in the eyes.

“I love you, Huffles.” He said fiercely. You stayed silent for a while, a giddy laugh escaping your lips. He loved you. Sirius Black loved you. The boy who you’ve had feelings for for weeks loved you.

“I love you too, sloppy.” You said, smiling as the first rays of sunlight flitted over his shoulder.


I AM FINALLY DONE. GOOD GOD THAT TOOK FOREVER SORRY. I don’t know why I typed that all in caps lock. Anywho, I uploaded this just in time for Valentines Day (well, where I am anyway). I hope you enjoyed it and I appreciate any feedback you have. Especially on how to characterise Sirius, tips would be helpful.

Constructive criticism is welcome.


A Dangerous Game (Suho Mafia!au fic) Chapter 9 - Smitten

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Warnings: None

Ch. 1, Ch. 2, Ch. 3, Ch. 4, Ch. 5, Ch. 6, Ch. 7Ch. 8, Ch. 9, Ch. 10Ch. 11Ch. 12Ch. 13Ch. 14Ch. 15(M)Ch. 16Ch. 17(M)Ch. 18Ch. 19, Ch. 20, Ch. 21 Ch. 22, Bonus Chapter

“Y/N….Y/N get up!” someone called before pulling my blankets off of me. 

Slowly opening my eyes, I looked at the intruder before turning over. “Go away, Junmyeon…I’m sleepy and my head hurts.”

“Four glasses of wine will do that,” he remarked, “It’s one o’clock in the afternoon, get up.”

“Can’t you be a jerk to someone else?” I groaned, pulling a pillow over my head.

I heard him give an aggrivated sigh. “Y/N…can you please get up, there is something that I would like to discuss with you.”

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They’re lounging on the couch when he feels it. A tickle of fingers on his arm that send the hairs jumping straight up.

“Daaannn, I don’t think I’m gonna make it through the night. Can you let me know who wins?” Phil’s voice is barely above a whisper, his ice blue eyes drooping more and more with each passing second.

“Aww come on, you spork. You told the whole world you were gonna stay up the whole night. Anyway, I need someone to hold me when Moonlight inevitably loses to La La Land and I lose what little faith I have left in humanity. Please? For me?” Contrary to Phil, Dan’s entire body is buzzing. This time of night, when the whole world is asleep, is when he feels the most energized. There’s just something about the twilight that fills him with endless possibilities.

“So…sleepy…too much Final Fantasy last night. I’m sorry, Dan.” And Phil’s eyes finally blink closed and remain like that, even as Bryrony lets out a loud boo at the TV. Dan merely shakes his head, rolling his eyes in mock defeat.

He reaches down to the coffee table in front of them, opening the sliding glass doors to pull out a pastel-coloured patchwork quilt. Thank God for his friends and their cosy blankets. Dan tucks the blanket carefully around Phil as soft snores escape the man’s mouth, somehow sounding almost melodic coming from him. He makes sure to lift Phil’s arms up gently and rest his hands on top of the blanket, as he knows how his limbs have a tendency to fidget when he sleeps. With his glasses still on and a stray bit of fringe curling on his forehead, Dan is sure he’s gazing at the face of an angel. Then he snaps out of it suddenly.

Wait a minute. Phil had told Twitter of his plans to stay awake for the whole show this year, but of course he had failed yet again. This was the perfect time for Dan to get his revenge on all those sleeping pictures Phil had posted of him over the years. He picks up his phone from the couch and switches on the camera, quickly flipping it to the back lens. No accidental front selfies tonight–especially not at this ungodly hour, when he had already pushed his fringe back and his eyes were likely rimmed with red. He stretches his other arm out, curling the fingers slightly in a “this guy” gesture, then quickly snaps the photo. His mouth curls up wickedly as he opens up Twitter and quickly finds Phil’s tweet, replying merely with the photo and two simple words: “he failed”. Phil may kill him when he wakes up, but hey, the world deserves to know.

And with that, Dan locks his phone and tosses it down on the sofa, cuddling up to Phil’s safe warmth and directing his focus back to the TV. Tonight was all about his friends and celebrating the triumphs of cinema–and as a massive film nerd, Dan wants to be present for every minute of it. Still, he presses a tender kiss to Phil’s head, gently pushing the stray curl back to where it belongs with the rest of Phil’s fringe. That man is just so damn cute–and honestly, the world deserved to know that. But right now, in this vulnerable moment, he’s all Dan’s–and Dan truly couldn’t be more grateful.

GD: “What are you doing?”

Words: 1463

Short summary:

The famous group BIG BANG had a concert in Japan… They all knew about one surpirse just not their leader G-Dragon. 

Was he surprised? What was the surprise?


As you saw yesterday I made a post about my trip to Germany and I shared it on Facebook and one of the older students at my school told me I should be ashamed of how poorly I made the post so I deleted it…

Please wish me all the luck for the exams in this month because there are a lot. 

btw will you watch Eurovision song contest tonight? I’m so excited about it!

Let me know who are you cheering on!

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Accelerate (M); Jungkook

Originally posted by jjks

There’s a new racer in town; he’s incredibly rich, hot, and talented. And you can’t stop staring.

Part 2 ○ Part 3

inspired by this vine and fueled by the encouragement of @zephyoongist and the help of other kind souls (who I’m not going to tag bc like…I don’t want to spam you all)

smut, 2.4k words, jungkook/reader, racer/playboy/rich kid au

Getting in is never hard; after all, the illegal racing scene isn’t new to you. It’s as chaotic as ever, and you love it. People call out bets, bicker, toss money and who knows what else about, while in the background, music blasts. You push past people–scantily clad girls, half-naked men–as you make your way to the bar. The bartender greets you with a smile and a nod as you slide into a vacant seat.

“Hey there,” he says. “Haven’t seen you in a while.” He has to raise his voice to be heard above the din of the pre-race excitement.

“Jin,” you say. “Things got busy. I’m glad to be back, though.”

“You didn’t miss much. You excited for tonight’s race?”

“You know it,” you say, smirking. Someone roughly pushes past, jostling you; you turn to glare at his retreating back before turning to Jin again. “It’s so crowded here. More than I remember it being.”

He shrugs. “Yeah, well, this is how it usually is whenever Jeon and his other rich friends come by. I hear he’s racing tonight, too.”

You give him a confused look. “Jeon?”

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NDRV3 Boys With An S/O That Has Anxiety Problems And Someone Intentionally Triggers A Panic Attack

First imagine I shall post here! This request was honestly a little more difficult to finish up than expected beforehand… I hope this meets your standards! ;^;
  ~ Mod Angie

Shuichi Saihara:
  - He had more or less already figured out you had anxiety problems before you told him.
  - The first panic attack you had around him, however, took him by surprise.
  - Since then he’s always had an eye on you to make sure he knew when you were going to have a panic attack.
  - One day the class you both attended was going out on a field trip to the aquarium as an ‘end of the year party’.
  - You hated bus rides: you always thought something bad would happen during any bus ride.
  - Saihara’s first intention was to calm you down, reassuring you before you reached the bus.
  - However, another student’s intention was much different.
  - That student (who had been told already to shut it) stared whispering things to you.
  - “This bus is going to crash, and take your life with it.
  - You were instantly convinced the bus was going to get into an accident.
  - The hyperventilating began from there.
  - You could barely move; you were almost frozen in place.
  - Everything started getting dizzy.
  - “S/O..? Are you ok?”
  - Saihara'a voice just barely filled your ears.
  - Your response was to cling onto his shoulders, staggering in your walk.
  - He immediately did his best to calm you down when you got to your seat in the bus.
  - When you had calmed down, he offered that you could sleep against him for the ride there, which you immediately agreed to.
  - The rest of the bus ride is spent rather quietly, you having fallen asleep on his lap.

Kokichi Ouma:
  - Of course his teasing ended up triggering your first panic attack around him.
  - At first he thought you were joking around with him.
  - That was until you nearly passed out during the panic attack due to hyperventilating too much.
  - One day, you and Ouma had happened to be invited over to a party of sorts.
  - Something you wish you had known beforehand was that there was going to be a scary story session.
  - You confronted Ouma about this the moment you were told about it.
  - “Don’t be scared, S/O, you’ll be completely fine! A few scary stories won’t kill you, right?”
  - Ohboywashedeadwrong-
  - Ouma being the tease he is, he would probably take your 'I’m easily scared’ complaint as nothing more but a joke - even when he was aware of your anxiety problems.
  - And the person who was starting the session off just happened to be that one jerk that always tried giving you panic attacks at school.
  - That student had a grin on his face the moment you had walked into this party.
  - He’s targeting you now dear god get away-
  - The moment he hits you with the first supposed jumpscare you let out a terrified shriek.
  - This catches everyone’s attention - they’re all staring at you.
  - Which only made the situation worse.
  - Now Ouma’s looking at you with an extreme amount of concern, instead of laughing like you had expected.
  - He takes you away from the others and outside to get some fresh air.
  - Rubbing circles on your back, holding you closely to him, pressing small kisses to your forehead and cheeks…
  - It didn’t take long before you came back to your senses, which you thank him for one too many times after.
  - You two leave the party early and have a cuddle session back home.
  - The next day at school you catch a glimpse of the student from yesterday acting all defensive and cowardly.
  - Your instant guess was that Ouma had given him a warning, and it was not a light one.

Rantarou Amami:
  - You were the kind of person that always worried about school grades and how your parents would react to them.
  - Amami did his best to help you with studies for tests and finishing homework on time.
  - Sometimes, however, you’d panic about little things like 'what if the answer’s not good enough’ or 'what if I fail the next test’.
  - Which ended up leading to a few unwanted panic attacks.
  - The day you were supposed to receive one of your major tests (which just happened to be at the end of the day), there was one student that would tend to whisper a simple 'you failed’ to you whenever you passed each other in the halls.
  - You did your best to ignore those remarks: Amami had helped you study for this test, there was no way his help would be for nothing!
  - You were convinced otherwise when lunchtime rolled around.
  - The student from earlier caught onto you again.
  - “This /is/ a major test, you realize? If you fail this one, Amami will be extremely disappointed that all his hard work in teaching you went to waste.”
  - That made you extremely nervous: was he right? Was he wrong? Would Amami really be that disappointed?
  - You were on the verge of having a panic attack when you join Amami at the table.
  - “Are you ok, S/O? You’re shaking a little.”
  - You started mumbling out random gibberish.
  - All Amami could catch on to was 'I failed the test’.
  - He pulls you into a gentle embrace and starts rocking you slowly from side to side, which calmed you down before anything got serious.
  - He then decides to ramble on a bit about how much you’ve improved on your work - he’s very proud of what you’ve done over the months.
  - Your wide smile when you see a full 100% on your test later on in the afternoon is what keeps him happy for the rest of the day.

  - By the time he realized you had anxiety problems, it already got bad enough that you had acquired agoraphobia with your anxiety problems.
  - “So you happen to have panic attacks sometimes? And you don’t want to get one in public? If that’s the case, I will do what I can to the highest of my capabilities to make sure nothing happens to you! Public or not!”
  - He sounds rather confident when he claims this.
  - He always had an eye on you in class to make sure you weren’t about to have any panic attacks in public.
  - One day he noticed that you were trembling a little in your seat.
  - The teacher had gone out to collect extra papers from the office. Just great.
  - You were slowly staring to get a panic attack out of the blue.
  - Some jerk in class also caught onto this.
  - “Hey, everyone, look over here! The poor girl’s/guy’s having a panic attack!”
  - That only made things worse.
  - Kiibo was immediately by your side, but you were ignoring him.
  - Everyone knew you were having a panic attack in the middle of class. Your breath caught in your throat. Nauseousness was quick to follow up.
  - You feel a tugging on your arm.
  - Kiibo had pulled you out into the halls, immediately wrapping his arms around you when the two of you were alone.
  - You started crying against his shoulder.
  - Were you going to get teased for having a panic attack in class?
  - The teacher comes back to see you two outside.
  - After she finds out what happened, the student that called you out is pulled out of class.
  - He doesn’t bother you anymore after that.

Kaito Momota:
  - He was never the best helped when you had a panic attack.
  - The first one you had around him left him panicking for the whole time; he was completely lost on what to do.
  - And was somehow still partially clueless even after reading up on anxiety problems and panic attacks on the internet.
  - The most he could do that he found worked the best was pull you into his lap and hold you there for a few minutes until the episode passed.
  - One day, your school just happened to be experiencing a lockdown; much worse, it wasn’t anywhere near a drill.
  - The matter was already worrying enough on its own: students around you in your class seemed to be panicking.
  - Kaito was already by your side, however his gaze was darting everywhere in a state of panic.
  - Some other student happened to catch you while Kaito was distracted.
  - That student started whispering things to you: mainly along the lines of 'whoever’s out there is hunting you down and planning to kill you’.
  - Kaito manages to pick up on the words (despite his unnoticeable panicked state) and shoots a glare towards the student whispering to you, pulling you towards his chest.
  - You’re panicking even more now: trembling, struggling to take controlled breaths…
  - But being in the arms of your boyfriend helps to calm you down until the lockdown passes.
  - You give him a kiss on the cheek to say thank you.
  - You come to school the next day to see the student that had been whispering to you yesterday with a cast on their arm, and quite the amount of injuries.
  - You also find out that Kaito got suspended for a couple days after beating the shit out of them.
  - When will he learn that violence isn’t always the answer..?

Korekiyo Shinguji:
  - Examining every single one of your panic attack causes and triggers is a must of his: every little bit of information he could get his hands on about panic attacks was stored in his mind.
  - At the same time he’s there to calm you down, experimenting with different ways to do so until he found a method that worked the fastest.
  - Maybe in an odd or unsettling way, knowing the kind of person that he is.
  - But it worked, either way.
  - You weren’t very worried about panic attacks in public; you knew how to calm yourself down because of experience and had Korekiyo by your side if things got out of hand.
  - Sometime during lunch you had excused yourself to go to the bathroom.
  - On the way there you started to suspect something… As if you were being followed…
  - Your trip to the bathroom was much quicker than intended.
  - When exiting, you were met by a sudden, loud “Boo!” from multiple people, which so happened to be the group of students that tend to go around and scare the shit out of other students.
  - And their method quickly took a toll on you.
  - You resorted to a loud scream, dashing off before they could do anything else.
  - Which left the group laughing as you sprinted off.
  - The moment you ran back into the cafeteria, you start searching for Korekiyo.
  - When you find him you’re practically barreling yourself into his arms.
  - He’s quick to calm you down and holds you in his arms until you’ve calmed down.
  - You explain to him what happened.
  - He is not pleased.
  - You come to school the next day to see the same group of students being confronted by Korekiyo - and they look as if they’re about to wet themselves.
  - A small laugh is your only response as they run away from your boyfriend.

Gonta Gokuhara:
  - He’s completely stumped on what to do when you have your first panic attack.
  - Though after a while he’s learned to adapt to them, and has picked up on a few tricks to help you.
  - All of those methods being looking at different bugs, of course.
  - And it surprisingly helped.
  - He’s a good boy; he makes sure to give you extra care even after the panic attack passes just to show how much he cares.
  - Recently you’ve been paired up with someone for a project of sorts.
  - However, the person you were paired up with tends to put the majority of the work on you, and even downrates you when you do the work.
  - It’s just been stressful for the two weeks you were given to work on it.
  - You broke under the stress all of a sudden, which causes Gonta to get very worried.
  - Once again resorting to using his 'let’s look at some bugs’ method until you calm down completely, and even after you did he continued looking after you until you’re willing to speak.
  - When he asks what’s wrong, you reply that there’s a group project you’ve been stressing over because your partner does absolutely nothing to help you and downrates your efforts on making the project seem professional.
  - The last few days Gonta helps you with your work when you need it (because that’s what a gentleman would do), which decreased your stress level by a whole lot.
  - You’re proud of the result of your project.
  - You resort to explaining to your teacher about how your work partner treated you during the project.
  - They get a fail on the project as a punishment, while you get an A+.

Ryoma Hoshi:
  - He somehow became your anxiety reliever as a 'living teddy bear’.
  - Whenever you had a panic attack, you’d hug him gently to your chest until it passed.
  - He got annoyed the first time you did it, but has learned to deal with being treated like a stuffed animal.
  - Public situations were different.
  - Ryoma would never let you hold him like a teddy bear in public.
  - Instead, he tends to gently stroke your head to calm you down.
  - Not the most effective way, but it worked nonetheless.
  - Over the weeks someone has been… Making you really anxious in school.
  - Flashing you threatening glares and gestures to intimidate you.
  - And you just happened to be easily intimidated.
  - There was so much fear building up that it caused you to panic whenever that student even entered the same room you were in.
  - Hoshi got extremely worried when you came up to him, shaking and stammering phrases he couldn’t make out.
  - Not much came out of your mouth before he told you to stop talking, and calmed you down.
  - “Who is intimidating you?”
  - The question came out slowly enough to make you nervous, but you gave him a nod anyways.
  - He’s constantly at your side now, keeping you away from the student mentioned earlier.
  - It’s not the best thing he does, but the student eventually stays away, so it’s a win in the end.

Fight for me, my Lady

A/N: This is the third part after ‘Remember me, my Lady‘ and ‘Stay strong, my Lady’. I hope you will have fun with it ^^

~~italics are flashbacks~~

[gifs are not mine] (but I really adore every single person who made such perfect gifs)

Pairing: Loki x Reader, Thor

Warnings: angst

Words: 5.271 (well… seemingly I became wordy…)

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“I said, tell me where the Tesseract is!” the blue alien screamed at you before he punched you in the face again and your head snapped violently to the side. It wasn’t the first punch since you were here … somewhere. You didn’t have an idea where you were or which time it was. You lost track of time long time before.

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Reckless Idiot { 21&50 }; S E U N G K W A N

[ bestfriend!seungkwan x nurse!reader ]

word count: 1180
genre: angst&fluff
a/n: OMG i made it long bc i love you all and seungkwan and bc i feel like i havent posted for so long even tho i just posted last monday or sunday lol. thank you anon for requesting! and this is the real req! bc i posted a wrong drabble last night so i have to make a new one hehe. i hope yall like it!

“Cheol?” I asked through the phone resting between my ear and shoulder as I turned the vehicle hard left.

“Y/N! You finally answered! Where in earth are you?” His voice on the other line was a mix of concern and impatience.

“I’m driving on my way home. I’m sorry I couldn’t pick up the phone earlier, there was emergency at the hospital because of the accident.” 

My shift was supposed to end two hours earlier, but a car accident happened near the hospital so I had no choice but to be the one in charge of taking care of the victims. It was unexpected because we usually don’t get car accidents at the middle of the night. 

“You little– why are driving and calling at the same time?” I flinched at the loud voice of Boo Seungkwan came from the phone. “We’re hanging up! Please go home safely, okay? We’ll be waiting for you. Bye.”

Are they on my apartment? “Seungk–” The sound of the phone hanging up interrupted me. I removed the phone from my shoulder and tossed it on the passenger’s seat. 

As I turned another hard left, from a distance, I saw the familiar black van parked in front of my apartment building. I am totally damned.

Loud footsteps were approaching when I turned the doorknob of the front door. As expected, group of male hormones greeted me right after I close the door behind. I prepared myself to get scolded but I was taken a back when I felt a pair of arms wrapped around my body.

“Yah, don’t scare me like that ever again!” Seungkwan exclaimed. He was panting from what I assumed that he was very concerned to me because of the accident. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?” 

“No, Seungkwan. I’m fine.” I replied, wrapping my arms around him as well.

He pulled away, cupping my face with his hands. “Can you at least look at me in the eye while you say that?”

I gave him a tired smile before speaking, “I’m fine, Seungkwan. I’m not hurt. Not even a single wound.” In this hallway full of seriousness, I chuckled at them. “Why are y’all so scared?”

“Yah Y/N, how dare you laugh?” Seungcheol snapped which made me realize that my action was a complete mistake. “Seungkwan was crying earlier when we heard about the news!” He raised his voice.

“Seungkwannie,” I cooed. I removed his hands from my face to hold them. “It’s fine. I’m alright. I’m not the one who’s involved in the accident.” 

“I thought it was you because your shift was supposed to end by that time. So when I called you and you didn’t answer, I immediately told the hyungs.” He said, trying not to spill the formed tears in his eyes.”I know how reckless driver you are.” He muttered which made the boys smirk.

I turned my gaze to the oldest hyung. “Yah Choi Seungcheol, how dare you laugh?” I mimicked his tone earlier.

“Yah I’m older than you!” He laughed out loud. “But Y/N, I’m sorry for raising my voice. We’re just really concerned.” He said in a serious tone.

“Yeah it’s fine, you remind me of my father when you raised your voice.” I stuck my tongue out. “And I really appreciate that you guys care about me, even though there’s only like,” I squinted my eyes, counting them in my brain. Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Dokyeom, Mingyu, and Seungkwan were the only people who thankfully broke into my apartment. “Five of you right now.”

“Please answer your phone Y/N if something happens like this ever again.” Mingyu pleaded, slightly pouting his lips. 

“I promise I will!” I chuckled at his cuteness. “And please remember that I can take care of myself. I am nurse, right?”

“A reckless nurse.” Jeonghan muttered. I stuck my tongue out at him as well. “Anyways, we’ll get going now. It’s pretty late and we’re sure that you need some rest.” 

“I’m staying, hyung.” Seungkwan said from my side. 


The rest of the boys gave me a hug before walking out. “We’ll see you soon, Y/N. Take care.”

“Will do!” I replied. 

I watched them as they climbed in their vehicle and gave them a wave before they drove away. I went back inside the apartment and Seungkwan was already nowhere to be seen. A smile formed my lips when I heard his singing voice through the wall as I tossed my shoes at the corner. I walked towards my bedroom and saw him busy on his phone and already lying down on my bed.

“Wow, your bed?” I asked sarcastically, sitting down on the mattress.

“Yeah, comfy right?” He replied with the same sarcasm. 

I looked at him intently. Seungkwan and I have been friends ever since we lived next door in Jeju. We were practically the typical childhood best friends. We both went to Seoul to pursue our dreams. Him being a singer, and I being a nurse. Ever since that, we were always checking on each other to make sure we’re doing fine. But the incident earlier was a different topic. Sure that I’ve been to minor incidents before, but Seungkwan never cried because of those. He would most probably be mad and concerned, but he would never cry. 

“Did you really cry earlier?” I asked him out of the blue.

“Yeah, I didn’t know what to tell your mom if something happens to you.” He said, tossing his phone on the bed which reminded me that my phone was still inside my car. I sensed that he’s lying.

“Seungkwan, you never cried because of me.” I said seriously, slightly kicking his leg with my foot. I shifted my position to face him better. “We could tell each other everything, right? We’re friends, right?”

“More than that.”

“Best friends?”

“I guess.”

“You guess?”


Are we friends or are we more than that?” I noticed that he tensed on my question. “Are we more than best friends?”

“Ah really,” He sighed. “It took you so long to notice, huh?” He sighed. “I love you, dork.” He playfully kicked my leg too. “And I know you love me too, you can’t hide anything from me. I knew you too well.”

A giggle escaped my lips as I crawled next to him. I lied down, resting my cheeks on his shoulder with my arm wrapped around his torso. A pair of delicate lips were placed on my head and I felt butterflies inside my stomach.

“Go to sleep, idiot. You’re tired.” He softly said, running his fingers through my hair. “Reckless idiot.”

“Your reckless idiot.” I mumbled closing my eyes and finding myself slowly drifting to a nice and cozy sleep.

anonymous asked:

Could you write a scenario where RFA + V and Saeran decided to prank MC (because it’s haLLOWEN) by scaring her while she was wandering around 707’s bunker? Sorry for disturbing you. ^^"

A/N: You aren’t disturbing me, love!!! hhmm im gonna do my best here! ^^ I’m gonna mix it up and do a fic for this because can you imagine all of them trying to do it ~at once~

Words: 3,830

Pairings: None!

Theme: RFSpook!

Warnings: Um, slight gore mentions? But it’s all costumes, I swear! But it’s here as a warning!

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