Oh Zephy's art *gently holds hand* you are the most beautiful, unique and awe-inspiring art I have had the pleasure to meet in a long long time. I know this is sudden, but I have a special request. Will you please do me the honors *goes down on one knee* of being my Katsudon this Valentine's Day?
SJFDLKF TAKE ALL OF MY ART happy early valentine’s day have this bad poem
Summary:After a month apart, Yoongi comes back home with the boys of BTS. After finding a surprise gift from him, you meet up with the boys for a celebratory dinner/anniversary party, but Yoongi has other plans for you.
A/N: This is my fic, I’m just re-posting onto my sideblog.
It was a gloomy day, rain streaking the windows of your small apartment. You were curled up in bed with your fluffiest blankets and your favourite book, when you heard a faint knock.
Confused, you walked to the door and opened it, only to find there was no one there. You looked down the hallway but no one was in sight. Something at your feet caught your eye, looking down you saw a pale pink box with white ribbons tied around it, and a pretty bow resting on top. An envelope sat on the box so you reached down to open it.
It’s been too long since I’ve seen you and I feel like treating my princess to a night out. I know this is last minute, but trust me and follow the instructions inside. All of them. Meet me at the restaurant.
How do big Batman fans like you treat/feel about Batman? If that makes sense? Since you know him well and all
the natural evolution of being a batman fan:
stage 1: you’re new. you find out he’s not as big of an onion as you thought. you’re jason todd, slowly graduating to dick grayson. lowkey damian wayne vibes through-out (this translates into “fuck bruce” > “fuck bruce but it’s ok lmao” > “fUCK BRUCE BUT I LOVE AND RESPECT HIM TOO MUCH”
stage 2: you’re in too deep. you find yourself feeling like alfred does and all that encompasses. extreme love for his dramatic ass but also the intense need to roll your eyes @ everything bruce does
stage 3: congratulations. you’re now jim gordon. nothing phases you
Maybe like you show up unannounced to the wedding in Hawaii you are a gret friend of the groom and Harry gets attracted to you and wants to know you better
Okay so I decided to change this up a bit and make it so she’s good friends with the bride rather than the groom, but here ya go! Short and sweet my friends. ALSO, if ya’ll maybe want a part 2 let me knoooowwwwww.
The Bride and you had been best friends by association, in a way. You were her younger sisters best friend, and somehow she just sort of adopted you as her own sister. Even though all three of you had gone your own ways, you still kept in contact with them as if you truly were apart of the family.
When you found out about the wedding, you had ended up crying on Skype because you were so excited, but you weren’t sure if you would be able to go. At the time, you had just gotten a promotion and you weren’t sure where they would have you when the wedding was taking place. Regardless, you told her if it wasn’t any trouble, to save you a spot at the wedding anyway, just in case.
Now you were in Hawaii wearing a gorgeous blush dress that hugged your body beautifully and fell right off your shoulders as you hurried across the grass before the bride and groom came out. You had informed the groom you would be attending, but neither of you let the bride know, figuring it would be a nice surprise. You of course wanted to stay under the radar until after the actual ceremony, not wanting to distract her in any way.
Of course you knew where your seat was, because the brides sister had come out before anyone else arrived and showed you exactly where to sit, as well as bombarding you with hugs. She was also slightly angry at you for not just telling her sister, because you would’ve been a bridesmaid up there with her in an instant if you had. But alas, she understood the idea of the surprise and she was just ecstatic to finally be seeing you after a few years. So yes, you knew where your seat was, but you what you didn’t know was that it was right next to Harry fucking Styles.
You weren’t starstruck by any means, your job allowed you to meet some of the biggest names in the business, and you knew the groom was good friends with Harry and it would make sense for him to be at the wedding, but you didn’t expect them to sit you right next to him. He was undeniably the most attractive man you had ever set eyes on, and he just looked so good in his cream colored suit and blue Hawaiian shirt underneath. You slinked past him, the wind blowing your dress against his knees softly as you took a seat next to him, unaware of how his eyes followed you discreetly.
Harry had seen pictures of you before around his friends house; you seemed to be in every family photo his soon-to-be wife had displayed, and he had always commented on how beautiful he found you. But no amount of pictures prepared him for how stunning you were in person.
The ceremony went off without a hitch, and soon the crowd was working it’s way into the dining hall and you were being whisked into a million hugs by the wedding party. Once again, you were sat next to Harry, and Harry couldn’t shake the feeling that the groom had done this on purpose.
“M’Harry,” his voice finally floated into your ears, causing you to look up at him and send him a soft smile; this was the first time you two had talked tonight, and you couldn’t help the way your heart skipped a beat at the sound of his deep voice.
“Nice to meet you, Harry,” and you slid your hand into his awaiting one after you told him your name, and just by the spark you both felt the second your skin came in contact with one another you knew this night was going to be a good one.
As expected, the bride started crying and freaking out the second she laid eyes on you, her arms wrapping around you in a death grip as she yelled at you for keeping this a secret from her. You only laughed and shook your head, congratulating her on everything before the nights festivities began.
You were currently watching Harry dance with a little girl who was barely even up to his knees, and you couldn’t help the fond smile playing on your lips. You two had been talking the entire night through dinner, and were hitting it off wonderfully. If anything, you knew you wanted to keep him around even if it was only as a friend. The current song was coming to an end and the little girl he was dancing with ran off to her mother, her giggles sounding across the room as Harry laughed to himself and made his way back over to the table to take a long drink of water.
“Don’ think I’ve met anyone with as much energy as that lil’ one,” he let out an exaggerated breath, leaning over the table and grabbing at his back as if he was an old man who needed a moment, causing you to laugh up at him.
“Hm, might need to take a seat before you end up passing out, old man,” you raised an eyebrow at him and he shot you a mock offended look, his hand resting over his heart.
“M’only two years older than you!” He defended, trying to hide the smile that was fighting to break through. You stood up then, gesturing your head to the dance floor.
“Well then come on, prove you’re not as old as you look,” you shot him a smirk and made your way to the dance floor, looking at him over your shoulder as he stood at the table and watched you for a moment, a matching smirk playing on his lips.
So, the night was spent with you two laughing, drinking, and dancing like absolute idiots, and you both ignored the knowing smiles the now married couple kept shooting the two of you.
It was well past midnight and you were both out of energy and full of alcohol, your body leaning against his as you made your way to the elevators, about to part to your own rooms.
“Ya goin’ to the breakfast thingy tomorrow?” He slurred slightly, his arm wrapping around your waist as you stumbled slightly.
“Don’t have a choice, think if I’m not out of my own bed by 8 the bride will send reinforcements to drag me downstairs,” you were whispering, acting as if the bride was some hotshot big wig with people who could actually sneak into a hotel room, and Harry’s laugh filled the lobby as you approached the elevator.
“Well, think y’should sit next t’me during breakfast,” he nodded his head as he spoke as if he was approving of what he was saying, hitting the up button as he kept a tight grip on your waist, “Think I’d like t’get t’know you a bit better, love.”
“Think I’d like that, too,” you smiled as you stepped into the elevator, both of you hitting your floors.
Like the true gentlemen he was, he walked you to your suite and made sure you got in safely, sending you off with a kiss to the cheek and a promise to see you tomorrow morning.
A/N: This is a ‘soon to be dad’ Jason fic! Gotta love some nervous dad Jason. He’s precious. <3
Today was the day, a very important day. Not only was it your family reunion where you will be seeing family from overseas, of whom you haven’t seen in years. But it will be Jason’s first time meeting them, and you both had a huge announcement.
“What if they don’t approve? We weren’t planning this! What if your family thinks we’re not ready?” Jason was freaking out about your pregnancy announcement.
You took his hands “Jay take a deep breath, you’re stressing yourself out. My family will be ecstatic. My mom’s been on me about having kids since we got engaged” laughing before pecking his cheek.
He let out a sigh before placing his hands on your stomach. “I’m just so excited but I want your family’s approval. I don’t know I guess I’m just nervous about meeting the rest of your family this afternoon.” gently moving his thumb under your shirt.
“Hey don’t worry. My family already loves you. If you can win over my brother you can win over anyone.” Beaming up at him. Leaning down he kissed your lips, then kneeling and kissing your not yet showing stomach. Giggling at the gesture. “You’re going to be an amazing father”
“Think so?” he asked while standing back up to meet your eyes. “I know so“ before pressing a smile filled kiss to his lips. Of which he returned happily.
Later that afternoon you and Jason got ready to go to a nearby cafe where your family reserved for the night. It was a simple event so you just wore a comfortable pair of jeans and a leather jacket that of course Jason had gotten you.
Slipping it on he snuck up behind you. “I love that jacket on you” wrapping his arms around your waist. You laughed before intertwining your fingers with yours. “I just hope it will fit when the baby starts to develop” pulling his arms tighter around you.
He chuckled, “That’s not something I can guarantee. We won’t know until we know the gender”
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” you turned to face him. Wrapping your arms around his neck. “I don’t know. A girl I guess, I always wanted to have daddy’s little girl. But I will love any child we have. How about you?”
“I don’t care as long as they take after you” sweetly pecking his lips. “You’re too good for me”
“I know, now lets go we don’t want to be late” Teasing whilst tugging his arm as you went.
You both decided to walk to the cafe despite the cold because it was only a few blocks away. Though it soon turned into a jog when it started snowing. Neither of you prepared for it.
“Ahh, I hate the cold“ you squealed rushing through the doors. “I know I would’ve driven us if I knew it was going to snow. You didn’t strain yourself did you?” lightly placing a hand on your stomach.
Chuckling you answered, “I’m fine Jaybird” smiling at you before kissing your forehead.
“[F/n]! JASON! [F/n]! JASON!” hearing a young voice barreling toward you both. Seeing your younger cousin rushing over to the both of you.
“Hey kiddo” Jason scooped her up. You couldn’t help but smile at the exchange. He’s going to be a fantastic father. How’d you manage this stud?
“Hey sweetie” you said when Jason set the girl down and she rushed to hug you.
“Auntie Jen and Uncle Thomas are home! And they brought Sammy, Tyler and Clare with them!” She squealed excitedly. Telling you of the arrival of your out of country family members.
“Well lets go see them shall we?” You smiled at the girl before she sprinted into the restaurant. Beginning to follow her but noticing the missing Jason from your side. Turning you saw him nervously standing by the door still.
Softly smiling at him you went and wrapped your arms around him. “Don’t worry so much. I promise they’ll love you almost as much as I do. Because lets be honest no one can love you as much I do” grinning up at him.
Feeling his tense muscles relax. You always knew just what to say to calm him down.
After just embracing him for a while he smiled and tugged your hand, “lets go”
Interlocking your hands you both walked into the restaurant. Immediately greeted by your parents, along with your older brother and younger sister.
After greeting the rest of your family, your relatives from overseas came over. You hugged them all, swinging your younger cousins around. Making Jason a bit nervous about you straining yourself. Jason Todd ever the worrywart.
“And whose this?” Your aunt gestured to Jason. Extending your hand to him, he took it and met your side. “Guys this is my fiancé Jason. Jay this is my Aunt Jen, Uncle Thomas and their kids Samantha, Tyler, and Clare.” Introducing them all. Jason shook your uncle’s hand and your aunt hugged him, saying “We’ve heard so many good things.”
Tyler and Clare in awe at the giant in front of them. They were 10 and 7 meaning they were rather short and had never seen anyone so tall before. Sammy was 17 and was in awe by him in a different way. She pulled you aside as Jason was talking with your aunt and uncle.
“He’s so –” She started but you cut her off. “Handsome, gorgeous, amazing, I know” you whispered happily, making her laugh. You watched as Jason was kneeling down, talking to the younger kids.
“How’d you get so tall?” Tyler questioned enthusiastically. “I drank my milk everyday” he smiled at the young boy. “And muscly?”
“Ate my vegetables and I still exercise all of the time” Jason answered his grin widening. Making you even more excited to get to see these sort of interactions everyday after these following months. Your hand unconsciously moved to your stomach.
Looking over Jason noticed and came over to you. Your cousin having given you both privacy. “You okay?” concern laced in his voice. “More than. Seeing you with Tyler just made me more excited” you confessed. He let a beaming grin grace his face before pressing his lips to yours.
The rest of the afternoon and evening was filled with food, socializing, and games. But no alcohol for you, or Jason, as he promised not to drink until you can again.
Though as the night began to draw to a close you both had yet to make the announcement. “Should we do it now before everyone leaves?” Jason whispered. You nodded, “I think it’s a good time. Everyone seems to be unwinding”
You both stood up and went to the center of the room. “Excuse us guys!” You grabbed the attention of your family. Everyone quieting down.
“Uh.. Jason and I have an announcement to make and we wanted to wait until everyone was together” Saying as Jason wrapped a nervous arm around you.
“This can’t be good” One of your uncles cut in making your family chuckle. You chuckled as well, shaking your head.
“No, it’s actually good news” you paused as Jason pulled you closer.
Everyone was silent for about a half second before anyone registered. Your mother immediately hugged you, with your father right behind her. “Oh my god sweetie congratulations!” laughing happily as you hugged her.
Your father hugged Jason, a first for everything. “Congratulations” patting his back, “Thank you sir,” shaking his head your father chuckled, “What have I told you about the formalities Jason, just Jack is fine.”
After hugging your parents switched. Your father kissing your cheek. Your brother hugged you so tightly and your sister was squealing about being an aunt.
Everyone was elated for you both. Saying you’ll be phenomenal parents and that if you needed anything that they’re there. Making you and Jason breathed a sigh of relief.
Hugging close to his arm, you teased “I told you so.” He smiled meeting your eyes, “That you did.”
There’s an invisible string connecting you to your soulmate.
The legend of the red string connecting soulmates was always a little silly to you. How could possible lovers possibly have one single red string tied to their pinkies that would stretch miles without getting tangled or broken? It was ridiculous. Everyone knew that the string connecting soulmates was much less solid. Something that you always knew was there, but you couldn’t really see it. It was something you felt.
It was true, there were stings that connected soulmates. The closer you got, the stronger the pull is. Once you finally get close to your soulmate, your arms basically get yanked towards each other until you finally touch. When that happens it’s said to cause a euphoric feeling of happiness and then a burning around your pinkie. You’re left with a red ring around your little finger, burned in the skin to show that you’ve found the one person that will make you happy for the rest of your life. Well, that might actually be where the legend comes from.
You had always felt a little tug on your pinkie finger. It was comforting knowing that your soulmate was out there, just waiting for you to come to them. Some days the pull was a little stronger, which meant they were closer. Other days you could have sworn it was barely there at all, and you knew that your soulmate had traveled farther away. It was pretty unexpected when you woke up one morning to your hand literally twitching itself off of your bed. In your drowsy state, you weren’t really sure what was going on. Then you realized.
You’d never gotten up so quickly before in your life. You shot up and threw clothes on as fast as you could, realized that you wanted to be clean for your soulmate, ripped the clothes off, got in the shower, put fresh clothes on, and ran out the door. You let your instinct (and the now aggressive tugging at your hand) lead you to where you needed to go. You probably looked like an idiot running full speed down the sidewalk with your arm in front of you, but people could probably guess what was happening. A grandmother smiled warmly at you as you passed by, and you gave her a quick wave with your free hand.
“Congratulations sweetheart, I hope they’re everything you wished for!” she called out after you had passed her, and you shouted a “thank you” back at her as best you could. At this point you felt as if you were being dragged down the street by a huge dog on an invisible leash. You knew your soulmate was just minutes away and you couldn’t stop the harsh beating of your heart in your chest. The pull didn’t feel like it could get stronger anymore until you suddenly jerked forward, crashing into someone you didn’t even see a second ago.
You tumbled to the ground, taking the other person down with you. You went to apologize, but a sudden searing on your hand took the words from your mouth. You immediately looked at the person you’d knocked down. He was looking at you with eyes as big as saucers, holding his pinkie that was starting to form a red ring around it, matching yours.
“I-I’m Seungkwan,” he stuttered, his soft round cheeks reddening as he took in the sight of you. Your chest tightened, and you couldn’t keep the soft giggles that bubbled from your throat in.
“Hi Seungkwan. Sorry to start forever off like this,” you smiled, brushing off your jeans.