alright im not getting it thanks for the help guys thanks

anonymous asked:

please give us more batfam acting like a family

jdkdjd now i cant remember anything and im formatting on mobile chrome so sorry for the mess but ok listen

[Dick, via comms, sounding desperate] ROBIN, ARE YOU STILL NEAR MY HOUSE? 

[Damian, alarmed] YES


  • and when Damian arrives, bursts through the window, batarang in hand ready to kick ass, he finds Dick in bed, in a blanket burrito watching tv.

“Dami can you please turn off the lights and close the door.”

Damian sighs irritated. Throws the batarang at the light switch. Kicks closed the door.

“Thank you Dami my beautiful baby brother that i would die for, can you~”

“I am not getting you food from the kitchen, goodbye grayson”


  • they used to spit into a drink or lick food to stop a sibling from eating it.. (jason and Cass used to eat/drink that shit anyways while staring at you dead in the eye… Tim used to do it ONLY with Cass’ food and sometimes Dick’s…) but now they don’t even care.. all 6 of them share a lollipop while in the batplane (because cass found only one in her pocket and Bruce insisted they either share it or no one would eat it, to avoid fighting) (yes, even duke, who at first was also disgusted with them but now he’s like *shrug* pass me the licked food damian)




  • also

“Todd. I need a favor.”

 "Uh uh. “

 ”… Could you please help me with this videogame level..“

  • “That’s enough that’s enough give me back the-that’s ENOUGH LET ME PLAY TODD-FATHER!!!!”

“Cass are those my clothes”

 ”.. They fit”


 "will not!!! And you let Kon wear my shirt and now it’s too big for me!“ 

“First it’s not my fault he thought that was mine and you always let Stephanie wear my stuff I leave at your house too!!“ 

  • [everyone watching a movie together] [a character with a really ugly haircut appears] “DICK WHY DIDNT YOU TELL US YOU WERE IN A MOVIE" 

“Hey dick, Wally is on the phone" 

"ugh I’m not in the mood tell him I’m sleeping or someth-”

 ”[on phone] he’s right here I’ll pass him the phone" 

“I know where you live Timoth-hey Wally whatsup man!”

  • “I’m gonna shower!” [cass, thrown over the sofa playing with Tim’s laptop, clearly not intending to get up any time soon] “no wait I was gonna shower!!“ 


"it wasn’t me!!" 


  • everytime one of them is getting lectured by Bruce the others try to make them crack up.. please… 

“is there something funny about throwing a mug at your brother, Tim?" 


  • they steal each others stuff all the time just to be annoying and put the blame on each other…

“I left my phone right here where is it.." 

[everyone sniggering] 

"c'mon guys!! Who was it??”

[more sniggering] 












[screams, trying to wrestle the house phone from Dick’s hand, kicking, biting, spiting]

 [finally cass, who has been watching everything go down from afar, comes forwards a drops the phone in dicks chest] “here”

  • movie nights… are a mess…. they always complain about each other’s movie taste and end up watching a movie picked by bruce so they won’t fight… aka a boring ugly mess and they spend the whole movie glaring at each other like “this is your fault!!”

[bruce, in the batcave] “Jason would you call Damian, I need to verify-”

 “yeah sure… [not even looking up from phone] DAMIAN!!!!” 


[from afar] “WHAT DO YOU WANT TODD” 



  • and that’s all I have now.. let me think for a while and I might make a part 2..
Help A Buddy Out

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— You and Bucky are roommates and you ask for him to teach you to be better at sex so you can please another guy —


“Y/N!” You heard your roommate shout from across the apartment. “Have you seen my shirt?!”

“Why of course, I know exactly what you do with all your shirts. What type, what color, what brand are you looking for? Wait, let me just look into my Bucky Barnes archives…” You shouted back with way too much sass.

A shirtless Bucky poked his head around the door of your bedroom. “Hardy har har.” He returned before coming fully into the room. “You’re overly sassy for no apparent reason. What’s going on?” He strutted over to the bed and took the book from your hands as he sat down. “Chaucer?” he questioned. “You only subject yourself to Chaucer when you’re in a bad mood.”

“Yea, well I had a change of heart.” You retort as you try to snag your book back. He pulled it further from your reach. “Buck, give me my book back.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re in full sass mode today.”

“Well, then I’ll never get it back.” You sighed as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and leaned back against the headboard.

“C’mon Y/N. I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything.” He spoke as he smiled one of his killer ‘your panties just melted’ smiles. Except, you knew when he smiled like that to you, it was merely platonic. Which sucked.

“Ok fine” you huffed out. “The truth is…” you began as you sat up. “Steve is my best friend.”

Bucky let out a frustrated groan and threw your book back in your general direction. “As if. You know you like me better.” He stood in front of you and stared down; His eyes traveling up and down your body. “If you don’t tell me then I’ll just tickle you until you do.”

You made a face at that. “Don’t do that.”

Bucky started to walk towards the side of the bed where you sat. “You’ve left me with no choice, Doll.” He got closer and grabbed your arm as you tried to scramble away.

“OK, OK!! Don’t do it. I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you!” Bucky released you from his grip.

“There. Was that so hard? Now spill, Doll. Whats going on?”

You sat up once again and brushed your fingers through your hair. “Fine, but stand over there.” Bucky’s eyes travelled to where you pointed.

“You want me to stand in the corner?” His ‘you-cant-be-serious’ look took over his face. “You cant be serious.”

You sighed as you began to explain. “I need you to be as far away from me as possible when I tell you this. Its embarrassing.”

Bucky crossed his arms and began to retreat to the corner. “Fine. Makes total sense, Weirdo.”

You ignored his comment and pulled your knees up under your chin. “Ok. There is no easy way to say this so im just gonna do it.” You sucked in a deep breath. “I don’t know how to have sex. Not well anyway. I have this date with this guy on Friday and its going to be the third date. Everyone knows the third date rule! I don’t want to suck.” You finished with a deep breath, recovering your oxygen levels from your intense rambling.

“You’re still going out with that guy?” Bucky demanded as he began to near you again.

You pointed your finger back at him. “Stay! And yes I am.”

“Why the fuck–?” he started but caught himself before he revealed too much. “Y/N, look, sex is sex. Its, uh, its not that big of a deal. Im sure youll be great.” He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“It’s a huge deal, Buck! HUGE! Its sex!”

“You’ve had, uh, sex before right?”


“Twice.” He repeated.

“Yes, twice. I’m going to suck. I know it.”

“Youre not going to suck. It’s not possible”

“How would you know, Buck? Its not like we’ve had sex.” Bucky couldn’t argue with that, they hadn’t, despite how much he wanted to. “Which is why I’m asking you to help me.” You said, snapping Bucky out of his thoughts. “I want you to make me better at sex.”

Buckys head shot up from the direction of his feet, eyes wide. “WHAT?!”

“Please Buck, you said it yourself: sex is sex. Whats the harm if you teach me the ins and outs of it. No pun intended.” You smirked to yourself.

“You’re my best friend!” he spoke in an attempt to find an excuse.

“Friends have sex all the time. You’d just be helping a friend out.”

Bucky thought of another excuse. “What makes you think I can teach you anything?”

You chuckled “I think the plethora of random girls that scream their heads off in pleasure and beg for more is enough for me to know how good you are.”

Bucky blushed. “You hear that?”

“They’re like banshees, Bucky.”

“Are not.” He huffed

“Are too” You returned. Bucky crossed and uncrossed his arms before shifting his weight to his left foot. “Bucky, please. We are always there for each other when the other needs something.”

Bucky let out a sharp laugh. “Yea, but usually its when you want me to pick up your prescriptions from the pharmacy or fix the plumbing.”

“Buck, I need you. I know this is slightly different, but whats the harm?”

“I don’t know.” Bucky pulled his phone from his back pocket to check the time. “I have to go meet Steve. Just let me think about it.” He pocketed his phone again and turned to leave the room.

“Don’t forget a shirt!” You called after him.

Bucky opened the door to the café and scanned the room for his friend. When he saw the over compensating build and light hair he started towards one of the window tables. “Steve.”

Steve looked up from his view of the city and smiled as he saw his oldest friend. “Bucky, its good to see you.”

Bucky took a seat opposite of Steve ordered a coffee when the waitress came around. “Hows things?”

“Great.” Steve began. “Sharon is great. We got a cat.”

Bucky chuckled. “A cat? Since when are you a cat person?”

“Since Sharon is a cat person.” He smirked. “But, whats going on with you? Hows Y/N?”

“Funny that you bring her up.” Bucky said before he smiled and thanked the waitress for his coffee.

“Oh yea?” Steve smiled. “Finally tell her how you feel, did you?

“Yea right. Cause that would go over soooo well.”

“Oh c’mon man, you’ve liked her since she moved in.”

“Doesn’t matter, she doesn’t feel the same. She, uh, asked me this morning to help her become a pro at sex.”

Steve choked on his coffee and reached for a napkin to clean the drops from his chin. “What!?”

“Yea.” Bucky signed and sipped his drink

“What exactly does that entail?”

“She wants us to have sex.” Bucky replied nonchalantly. “She wants us to have sex until shes good at it, apparently.

“Wow. Why?”

“Shes got this date on Friday. Says it’s the third date so they HAVE to have sex for some stupid reason.” He huffed.

“Well,” Steve started “Think of the Bright side: Youll get to have sex with the girl you love.”

“Smooth attempt at making me feel better, pal, but there is no bright side. She wants me for the wrong reason. Its not like she loves me back.”

“All the more reason to tell her. Maybe she just hasn’t thought of you in that way yet and telling her may open her eyes.”

“I don’t know, man. Shes pretty determined. I think if she liked me she’d know.”

“Just think about it, Buck”

“Its all I think about. Which makes me think I cant go through with this.”

“Oh, you definitely cannot go through with this.”

Bucky reentered his apartment after a long and thoughtful conversation with Steve. He had a very valid point: there was no way Bucky could go through with this, but the more he thought about it, the more he didn’t want to disappoint Y/N.  She felt insecure and that was the last thing Bucky wanted. So he could do this just once, right?

“Bucky?” Y/N called, stepping out of her bedroom. “Are you alright? You seem a little dazed.” She continued once she saw his facial expression.

“Yea well what do you expect?” Bucky mumbled to himself as Y/N entered the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee.

“Did you say something?”

“What? No.” He hurriedly spit out. Y/N returned her attention to the coffee maker. “So, I was thinking…” she met his eyes as he continued. “We could try what you proposed. Just once. I’ll tell you what you want to know from that one time, but no more. Deal?”

Y/N squealed in appreciation. “Oh Bucky, you have no idea what this means to me. Thank you so much.”

She jumped into his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. “Yea. I mean what are friends for right?”

“Right!” she smiled. She was so beautiful that he almost kissed her right then and there, but he quickly stepped away.

“So, uh, how do you want to go about this?” Bucky questioned as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“I say we just jump into it. I mean, this is practically for science. No need to beat around the bush.”

Bucky felt his heart crumble just a bit. Hearing her say those words was the last thing he wanted. If anything, he wanted this to mean something to her in the slightest. But clearly it didn’t. “Alright.” He spoke clearly frustrated. He reached for the hem of his shirt and aimed to pull it over his head, but was stopped by Y/Ns soft hand on top of his.

“Let me.” She lifted his shirt off for him and Bucky thought he had never been more turned on. Y/N pulled hers off and slipped out of her sleep shorts then turned and strutted off into her bedroom.

“Jesus.” Bucky mumbled as he followed after her.

When he stepped through the door, she was standing there waiting for him in just her underwear. He eased himself closer to her and she reached for the belt around his hips. ‘This is so bad’ he thought as he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him. She looked into his eyes and down to his lips. Slowly, she reached up and pressed her lips to his in the softest of motions. Bucky fell completely into it and Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, but Bucky pulled away. He couldn’t do this. It just wasn’t right.

“Bucky?” she whispered as she placed her hands on either sides of his face. “Whats the matter?”

Bucky gripped her hands in his own and removed them from his face. “I cant do this.” He spoke so quietly; it was practically to himself.

“What?” Her face twisted in concern.

“I cant do this.” Bucky said a little louder so she could hear him, but this time it was laced with a bit of frustration.


Bucky took a few steps away from her. “I just cant.” He grabbed for his shirt, but Y/N stepped up into his space and grabbed it from him before he could put it on. “Y/N, give me my shirt back.”

“No, Buck. Not until you tell me whats going on.”

“Fine, keep it.” He huffed as he headed for the door.

“Bucky!” Y/N yelled after him. “Bucky, wait!”

Y/N chased him out the door and into their tiny living room. She grabbed his arm to keep him from getting further away from her. “Y/N, Stop!” Bucky yelled as he tried to break free from her grasp. She was deceptively strong.

“Bucky, please just tell me whats going on.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. It almost broke his heart. “Please.” She whispered. Bucky turned to face her with a cold expression on his face. He figured it was better than showing her his true emotions in this moment. ‘Did I do something wrong?” He met her eyes in shock. That was the last possible problem. “Do you not want me?” Slowly, tears began to fall down her cheeks.

Bucky sighed. “That is not possible.” He whispered

“Which?” she questioned

“Neither. You didn’t do anything wrong and its definitely not because I don’t want you, OK?” He reached up and brushed the tears from her cheeks.

“Then what is it?”

“Nothing, Y/N”

“Youre lying.” She was starting to get angry.

“No, Im n-“ he started, but was interrupted.

“Yes, you are!” Y/N was a full on mix of pissed and distressed. “Tell me!” she yelled.

“Y/N” Bucky sighed

“TELL ME!” She screamed again.

“I LOVE YOU!” Bucky yelled in her face before he’d even realized what he was doing. He breathed heavily, eyes looking directly at her before he stepped back and looked to his feet. “I love you.” He spoke again, much quieter.


“No, just don’t.” Bucky rushed past her back to her room and put his shirt back on. When he got back to the living room, Y/N was still standing there in shock. “I have to go.” He grabbed his keys of the hook and slammed the door, knocking Y/N out of her shock.

Sharon opened the door to her and her boyfriends apartment to find Bucky standing in the doorway, his head hung low, soaked to the bone. It must’ve been pouring outside. “Bucky, come in.” When he didn’t make a move to enter the apartment, she grabbed him by his arm and slowly pulled him inside. “Steve!?” she yelled “Can you come here?”

Steve walked out from their bedroom. “Yea, babe- Bucky?”

“He just showed up. Im going to go get some towels and an extra shirt.” She said ask she walked Bucky over to the couch and helped him sit down before walking to the bathroom. Steve inched closer to his friend and sat down across from him.

“Buck?” he spoke, but got no response. “Bucky?” he tried again. “What happened?”

Bucky looked up from his hands, but refused to meet Steve’s eyes. “I told her.”

“Well, that’s good isn’t it?” Steve questioned.

“No, Steve, its not. We were about to have sex?”

“You were going to do it!?”

“Just once. She was doubting herself and you know how I get when she does that. I was only going to do it once and help her. I thought I could suppress my feelings for one time.”


“I kissed her once and I couldn’t do it. Before I knew it, I was yelling that I love her and now im here.”

Steve placed a hand on his friends shoulder as his girlfriend returned with the shirt and towels. She placed them next to Bucky to use as he needed.

“What did she say?” Steve asked.

“Nothing.” Bucky sighed. “She just stood there. So I left. Well, actually I started to leave the second after I told her.”

“You didn’t give her a chance to say anything?”

“I couldn’t, Steve. I just had to get out of there.”

“Oh, Buck.” Steve started “Just stay here tonight, ok?” he sighed. “But tomorrow you have to talk to her.”

Buckys eyes widened. “No, Steve. I cant.”

“You can. And you will. She is the only girl you’ve ever given a fuck about, never mind the fact that she and Sharon get along great. You’ve made yourself a nice little mess and you’re going to fix it so we can all still be friends. Im too used to our little foursome now to have it fall apart at the seams.”

“Arent you the one who told me to tell her how I felt?”

Steve stood from his chair. “Yea. I was thinking more of a sweet scenario where you buy her flowers and don’t bolt after you tell her.”

Bucky grumbled and wrapped a bright, pink towel around his shoulders. “Well you didn’t specify.”

“I figured it was implied, Buck” Steve began to turn towards is bedroom. “Couch is all yours for tonight. Enjoy, stretch out, think of ways to get your girl. But im gonna turn in. My lady is waiting.”

Bucky made a face. “Steve, I swear if you guys have sex 20 feet away from me…”

“Chill Buck, Sharon and I are hardcore cuddlers.”

“That’s almost worse.”

“Oh please, Buck if you had Y/N you’d cuddle nonstop.”

“Don’t remind me that I don’t have her.” Bucky returned as he stretched out onto the couch.

“Goodnight Bucky.” Steve sighed and retreated to his bedroom where is girlfriend waited for him. Lucky bastard Bucky thought.

Bucky jolted awake at the sound of 3 sharp knocks. He could have sworn he imagined it and was getting ready to settle back into sleep when he heard it again. He grabbed his phone from his pant pocket which had long been discarded onto the floor halfway through the night. It was 3:30 am. What the hell. Bucky groaned as he sat up and walked his shirtless, underwear clad body into Steve and Sharon’s room. Sharon was nestled up against Steves side and their cat sat on his chest, rising and falling in rhythm with Steves breathing. Bucky shuffled forward to Steves side and nudged his shoulder until he woke up.

Steves eyes slowly opened and looked into those of his best friend. “Bucky, what the hell?”

“Little early for cursing don’t you think, Cap?”

Steve sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. “What do you want, Buck?” He whispered in an effort not to stir his girlfriend.

“Theres a knock on your door” Bucky spoke nonchalantly as he pointed in its general direction.


“Theres a knock-“ Bucky started but what interrupted by the knock itself. “See?”

Steve sat up slightly, causing the cat to jump of his chest and Sharon to slowly shift in her sleep. “And you woke me because…?”

“I don’t know. Its 3:30 am. Its dark. Im vulnerable. It could be a psycho killer and im not in the mood.”

Steve pushed the sheets of his legs and sat up. “Are you kidding me, Buck? Youre the fucking winter soldier.”

Steve began to walk towards the door as the knocking continued with Bucky hot on his heels. “Yea, well you’re Captain America. We are equally as capable of opening the door, but this is your apartment so I figured id let you. Just in case it is a psycho killer, youd be able to say you defended your own domicile.”

“Gee thanks.” Steve huffed as he reached for the doorknob. The door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Y/N in none other than her pajamas. Bucky and Steve stared at her for a moment before Steve turned to Bucky. “Well, it’s for you. Totally get why you were scared though. She looks like a murderous demon.” Steve sighed sarcastically. “Im going back to bed. Lovely to see you though Y/N. Sharon misses you like crazy. I mean it’s been like what, 3 weeks since we’ve seen you. Crazy how time flies, we should really-“ Steve continued before behind interrupted by Bucky.

“Steve go to bed.” Bucky spoke without taking his eyes off Y/N.

“Oh geez, fine. Goodnight Y/N”

“Goodnight Steve. “Y/N returned with a feeble smile.

Once Steve was definitely in his room, Bucky turned back to face Y/N. “What are you doing here?”

“Bucky, we need to talk.”

“Look, Y/N if this is about earlier then theres no need. I-“

“I love you, Bucky.” Y/N interrupted.

It was Buckys turn to stand there in shock.


Bucky snapped back to his senses and was less than pleased. “Is this some kind of sick joke to you? That’s really low Y/N. I spill my guts and you have the audacity to make fun of me for it.” Bucky turned back into the apartment but Y/n followed him in, shutting the door behind her.

“Bucky, im not lying.”

“You are too. You are supposed to go out on a date this weekend. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t date that idiot.”

“Bucky you said you love me and you had sex 3 days ago. Not with me, I might add.” Y/N replied laced with a little frustration.

“So? I had to get my frustrations out somehow. I’m not the one who suggested we have casual buddy sex.”

“Bucky, I was just really confused ok? I really thought that if we had sex once that I’d get over you. I don’t even have a date this weekend. I broke up with Mike after he slapped our waitress’ ass as she walked by on our last date.”

“Prick” Bucky mumbled. “So you tricked me into sex?”

“Tricked is such a harsh word.”

“But an accurate one” Bucky finished.

“We didn’t even have sex Bucky. I didn’t even think id be able to go through with it. I just wanted to propose the idea to see how youd react. To see if you wanted me too. I almost died when you pulled away from me.”

Bucky looked up into her eyes. “Yea, well you got what you wanted didn’t you?”

Y/N detected a hint of anger in his words. “Are you actually mad at me? Bucky, we love each other. Or at least we did a couple hours ago.”Bucky refused to speak. It lasted so long that Y/N turned to leave. “Fine, Bucky. Ill just go” Y/N was stopped by a firm grip on her wrist. She looked up and Bucky pulled her to him, kissing her like his life depended on it. Y/N kissed back with as much ferocity as she could. It was passionate and sexy and melting. Y/N had wanted this for so long and it was amazing. They pulled apart only to breathe and Bucky brushed his fingers through her hair.

“We love each other?” He spoke as he rested his forehead on hers.

“Yea, we do”

“I cant believe it.” Bucky chuckled. “I’ve been in love with you since you moved in.”

“Two years, Four months, and eighteen days.” Y/N whispered.

“What?” Buckys head snapped up in shock.

“That’s how long we’ve lived together.”

“Wow.” Bucky stepped back from her embrace and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“I know because that’s how long ive loved you too.”



“You’ve loved me that long too? You had a boyfriend when you moved in.”

“I know, which is weird now that I think about it because he let me move in with another man. He said he wasn’t worried, but he should have been.”

“I’m the reason you dumped that guy a month after you moved in?” Bucky questioned. Y/N only nodded in response. “I cant believe it.” Bucky sighed. “I hated that guy!”

Y/N giggled and moved to cup his face with both hands. “That’s what he told me.”

“Oh, yea right. How would he know?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t see it either, but he insisted that you liked me and wanted to kill him with your metal arm.”

Bucky chuckled and crossed is arms over his chest. “Well, the guy wasn’t as big of an idiot as I thought.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Y/N laughed.

Bucky grabbed Y/Ns hand and walked her over to the couch. He laid down and pulled her on top of him.

“Bucky what are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to sleep with the girl I love.” He replied as he readjusted his pillow.

“Um, shouldn’t we go home? You know, since you aren’t mad at me anymore?”

“Oh please, doll. I was never mad at you. More just mad at myself. Also, Sharon and Steve miss you didn’t you hear? And all I want to do is take you home and stay in bed with you for days, but I figure I owe them a favor for letting me stay and whine. So, tomorrow we can all go out and they’ll stop complaining about never seeing you, THEN we will stay in bed for days.”

“Ah, great plan, Barnes.”

“Yea, I thought so.” He smiled his cheeky grin. “But for now we will sleep together and actually sleep.”

Last Christmas

Originally posted by mistress-gif

Originally posted by christmas-winter

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Word Count: 2,334

Request: Imagine based on the video to Last Christmas by Wham!

Summary: Hopper lets you all stay at the cabin the night before Christmas Eve and Billy gets a bit jealous.

Authors Note: THIS IS TRASH™ IM SORRY. Argh I hate thisIt’s so bad, I’m sorry. I couldn’t find words to write lol Anyway, George Michael was such a babe RIP 💕

You can watch the video here!

Tagged For: @yoinkpeter - @samuel-maurice455 - @total-fucktrash - @fangirlinganditswonders - @please-lives-are-at-stake - @house-in-charmingtown-imagines

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anonymous asked:

aah I really like your recent seventeen neighbour au! can you do that for the rest of the members too? if that's too much then just wonwoo, soonyoung, and seungcheol. Thank you! <3

joshua, mingyu & seungkwan can be found (here) ~


  • relatively keeps to himself, is the kind of mysterious neighbor that no one really knows much about 
  • sometimes kids are afraid of him because he has a really deadpan expression so the moms are always like “wonwoo-ah ,,,,, please smile? it’s so nice out!!”
  • but he ends up just getting embarrassed and then asking mingyu when they hangout at a cafe like “kids never let me pat their heads,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,am i scary?”
  • and mingyu is like uh WELL,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • but in reality wonwoo is a sweethearted angel. like he picks up litter if he sees it around the apartment building and always offers to hold groceries for any of the elder neighbors 
  • also he always gets cutely startled when another neighbor’s dog comes over to him and sniffs him or barks in greeting and he’s like !!!!! usually ends up dropping whatever he’s holding
  • and he looks down at the little like ??? pomeranian and is like “so,,,,,scary,,,,”
  • and the owner is like omg,,,,,,,,,,,no they’re not scary they’re cute do you wanna pet them??? and wonwoo is like NO ,,, no ,,,,thank you i gtg
  • his apartment is really clean and well kept,,,,,,he has this vintage looking record player and collects mostly older jazz stuff that’s soothing and sometimes even a lil sad
  • when his friends come over they’re always like “dude,,,,,,,do you have any records from like pop groups???” and wonwoo just blinks and is like “why would i have that,,,,,,i listen to records before i sleep i don’t think i could fall asleep to snsd’s ‘party’,,,,,,”
  • he’s also a big fan of blankets and has them everywhere so he can fall asleep anywhere he pleases: the living room, the bedroom, the goddamn kitchen -
  • doesn’t really decorate his walls but has a photo of parents and brother in the hallway and every morning he waves goodbye to it before he leaves,,,,,it’s cute
  • and you have seen wonwoo before, mostly in passing. he never really looks up from his phone or book so it’s more like passing a ghost than anything
  • until one day you’re both on the floor at the same time and as you unlock your door, you take a step in until you look back and see that,,,,,,,,,,,
  • wonwoo is staring at his door and you’re like ?????? what’s he doing
  • and then you see him literally fall forward with his forehead against the door and you’re like IS HE OK and you’re hesitant but you call out like “everything alright???”
  • and wonwoo turns his head and he’s like ,,,,,,, “i don’t have my keys,,,,,,,im locked out.”
  • and you’re like ,,,,,,did you,,,,,,,forget them inside??? and he nods,,,,shamefully looking at the floor and you’re like oh,,,,,unsure of what to do
  • but then you hear it. a growl. 
  • a stomach growl
  • and you can’t help but laugh and wonwoo puts a hand shyly over his shirt and he’s like “e-excuse me,,,” but you’re like “if you’re hungry you can come over, im just making ramen tonight so?” 
  • and wonwoo is shy, he’d usually probably decline because he doesn’t want to bother you but then he hears his stomach growl again and he knows mingyu (who has a spare to his apartment) is gonna take like 2 hours to get here
  • so he nods and you grin, telling him not to be shy and come over.
  • and once you’re inside, wonwoo sitting awkwardly at your kitchen table you’re like “so,,,,,while the water is boiling - tell me about yourself.”
  • and wonwoo is like “there’s not much,,,,,” and he tells you that he has a brother, he likes to listen to music, write lyrics sometimes,,,,,and he’s kinda like “im sorry im boring” and you’re like no not at all and once the ramen is done you guys keep like talking
  • and wonwoo is a little reserved, obviously you guys are strangers basically, but you keep listening with enthusiasm and you smile when he attempts a joke and ask him more about himself
  • and unlike most people you’re not,,,,,,,making some comment about how he looks angry or tired. you’re just,,,,,,,genuinely listening and it’s been a long time since wonwoo has met someone new who didn’t right away seem judgmental of how kind of simple he is about most things
  • and once he realizes that mingyu is calling him to let him know he’s here, wonwoo is kind of upset that he has to leave the conversation,,,,,
  • but you tell him that it was nice talking and he thanks you for the food and when he meets mingyu out in the hall
  • mingyu is like nudging wonwoo and he’s like “that neighbor you were with - they’re cute.” and wonwoo is like “oh,,,,yeah they are,,,,,and they’re nice,,,”
  • and mingyu’s like wiggling his eyebrows and he’s like “did you just call someone nice,,,,,,,,,hmmmmmm i thought you weren’t a people person,,,,”
  • and wonwoo is like GIVE me the spare keys mingyu
  • and mingyu is like “go ask the neighbor on a date and i will.” and wonwoo is like m I NG Yu,,,,,,,but mingyu won’t let up because he’s like c’mon i know you think they’re cute 
  • so when you hear a knock on your door and open it, wonwoo is biting his lip but he’s also like “not,,,,not to be weird but are you free this weekend? i just want to get to know you more so we can get coffee,,,,,,,if this isn’t awkward,,,,”
  • and you’re like oh,,,,,,,,you’re flattered and you’re like sure!!! and wonwoo is like ,,,,,,,,well in shock because you agreed but also blushing because wow,,,,,,,he actually got a date with you,,,,,,
  • and you exchange a time and place and you smile before closing the door and wonwoo swears his heart beats a bit faster
  • but then he hears mingyu’s voice like GET IT BRO and wonwoo is like “give me the spare this time or eLSE-”


  • always running out of his apartment because he seemingly is late no matter what???
  • like no matter how many alarm clocks he sets,,,,,,he leaves his house juggling his keys, his bus pass, his jacket, his water ,,,,,, and his hair looks like it has never seen a brush in it’s life
  • he always ends up forgetting something too. usually it’s literally he forget to lock the door to his apartment 
  • but this is his charm!!!! all the older people are like “he’s such a youthful young boy full of energy!” and all the kids think he’s super cool because he dances and does taekwondo 
  • and also hoshi has this bad habit of listening to music way too loud in his headphones so if you’re on the elevator with him you’re sure to be hearing shinee’s 1of1 album blasting through the small space 
  • and speaking of shinee, hoshi looks up to them so much he has their poster up on his wall. well he has a lot of stuff on his wall from the medals he’s won in taekwondo, to bizarre polaroid photos of seokmin and minghao, to autographs he’s gotten from famous choreographers he’s met
  • and his wall is a mess, so is his floor and bed. like there’s training clothes everywhere and his bed is never made and the only saving grace is the can of febreeze he got from mingyu as a gift on secret santa 
  • his refrigerator is just big bottles of water and frozen sushi he got from the grocery store and like no one understands what in the world he’s living off??? maybe he’s running off energy from the sun??? who knows
  • and you know hoshi, it’s impossible not to with his crazy bedhead and his singing outloud to ‘sherlock’ habit
  • and you guys are friends, not like super close but you know enough to talk in the hall and one day as you’re talking you mention you just beat your highscore in ‘just dance’ on this song by usher
  • and hoshi’s like “that’s your highest score? i could crush you if that’s your best.” and you’re like OH WANNA BET 
  • and hoshi is like hell yeah i wanna bet come over and ill show you how a pro does it
  • and so you end up sitting on his couch (which he had to clean, there were chip bags and notebooks on it) watching hoshi turn on his wii and before starting the game he turns around to give you a grin and you’re like PFFT you’ll never beat my score
  • but ,,,,,,,,,,you are wrong. he beats your score. that and also,,,,,,you’ve never seen such a good dancer in your life
  • so you get up there and you bust out everything you have and hoshi is like OOOOOOO you look serious,,,,but it won’t be enOUGh
  • and by the end of it you’re huffing and puffing but,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,YOU GET A HIGHER SCORE
  • and hoshi is staring at the TV with his jaw on the floor but then he’s smiling and he’s like “you’re so cool!!!!!!!! you actually beat me!!!!!” and he high-fives you because tbh he’s competitive but like,,,,,,,he’s also a sweet guy
  • and you’re like ohg;ldskgfh,,,,,i did,,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and hoshi is like “i don’t have fifty bucks on me, but i do have enough to take you out to dinner? it’ll be japanese take out though,,,,,” and you’re like LOL that’s fine. free food = good prize
  • and hoshi like offers out his hand and he’s like “shall i escort you to the five star restaurant than?” and he’s got this mock british accent but you’re laughing and you take his hand 
  • and you only blush when you realize that you guys are still holding hands as you leave the building and go up the street,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and maybe you blush even more when hoshi is like “doesn’t this kinda feel like a first date?” right in front of the cashier at the takeout place and you’re like SHUT
  • but he’s just grinning and you’re like,,,,,,,what is going on
  • and hoshi is like “i figured just dinner isn’t enough so, ill add another thing to your prize.” and you’re like what is it??” 
  • and then he like pokes his cheek and is like “this date with me~~~~” and you’re like never do aegyo again but omg you’re cute,,,,,,,


  • casanova of your apartment building 
  • winks and uses the same “you look like a flower every time i see you, but this time - you’re in full bloom~” line on everyone,,,,,,,,,and when i mean everyone i M E A N E V E R y o n E
  • even the dogs that live in the building ,,,, like there’s a lady with a little chihuahua on the second floor and after telling the lady she looks ten years younger than before, seungcheol like calls the dog a beauty and wow is that dog blushing?????? probably 
  • he’s kind of a really popular guy,,,,like to the point that people will wait outside your building and be like “does seungcheol really live here??? i heard he’s so handsome you can’t look him straight in the eyes,,,,,,,”
  • but in reality,,,,,, his apartment is just the most least romantic thing ever LOL
  • like there’s just sports equipment, sports magazines, and empty water bottles everywhere ,,,,,,, and his laundry pile is so big it’s threatening to fall over,,,,,,, and like the only thing he has for decoration in his whole apartment is like a picture frame he got as a housewarming gift from seungkwan but ,,,,,, there’s no picture in it
  • and like he’s lucky because he has a balcony he can go out onto but on it is his bike that takes up half the space and dying plants he never takes care of
  • and he’s so,,,,,,,like well-kept when he leaves the house but then he comes home and throws everything off and like literally rolls into bed or plays video games in just his sweatpants
  • and you know more than anyone else how the ‘suave and cool’ seungcheol really is because you’ve been friends since before you were neighbors
  • and you’re always over at his place sitting on his balcony and just talking (mostly gossiping because seungcheol actually has a LOT to say and the view from the balcony is nice)
  • and sometimes you come over and trip over like a jumprope he left on the floor and the only reason those plants on his balcony are not DEAD but definitely close is because you water them when you drop by LOL
  • and seungcheol tries to bribe you to do his laundry but you flick his forehead and you’re like “no. im not your maid. get joshua to do it.”
  • and one day you come over and you’re like ,,,,,, seungcheol your apartment is negative ten degrees” and seungcheol
  • who is sitting on his couch in a literal down coat is like “yeah i forgot to pay the heating bill.”
  • and you’re like OH MY GOD but you’re also like get up loser you can spend the night at my place and not die here like a human icicle 
  • and seungcheol is like like i love you you’re my everything my SAVIOR
  • and you’re like SAVE IT DO NOT GREASE ME
  • so seungcheol ends up in your living room on your couch instead and you’re like ok goodnight and seungcheol is like “hEY,,,,,since im here let’s watch a scary movie or something” and you’re like dude we’re not kids this isn’t a sleepover your dumb butt literally didn’t pay- and seungcheol is like fine fine you’re scared I GET IT
  • and you pause because exCUSE me who did you call scared???? move over
  • and you plop down next to him and pick the scariest movie you can find and you’re like “first one to scream is a big loser - ok?” and seungcheol is like “when in my life have i ever screamed? you’re on”
  • but halfway through,,,,like you aren’t even paying attention because you’re sitting under the same blanket as seungcheol and like his arm is practically around your waist and your thighs are touching and he’s really big and warm
  • and you’re tired,,,,,,you had a long day and before you know it you’re knocked out. like what movie? what bet? ZZZZ time
  • and seungcheol notices, and he’s like oh they’re asleep,,,,,he should move so you can lay down
  • but as he’s watching your face illuminated only by the light of the TV like ,,,,,, seungcheol notices finally just how nice your features are
  • and you two have been friends for like ever,,,,, but he’s never quite looked at you and taken it all in,,,,,,,,and somehow now that he is
  • seungcheol is like ,,,,,, oh god ,,,,,,,, you’re cute
  • and not only that???? you literally have saved his ass so many times from bringing him actual food when he forgot to grocery shop, to helping him get hotpacks when he pulled his shoulder, to now,,,,,,when he found himself freezing in his own apartment like YOU saved him
  • and leaning down he brushes some hair from your face and he’s like,,,,, you know what im not gonna move
  • and instead moves a bit so your head falls on his shoulder more comfortably and he moves the blanket off himself so it’s covering all of you
  • and he falls asleep too,,,,,,,,,with the movie still playing
  • and in the morning you open your eyes and you’re like wow my mattress is so warm but broad and oooo it’s moving
  • but then you look down and oh hey there seungch- WHAT
  • and you want to jump up and be like WHAT IS GOING ON but seungcheol lazily opens one eye and is like “go back to sleep,,,,,,,”
  • and for some reason nothing feels wrong about this,,,it’s surprising but not wrong,,,,,,,,
  • so you just shrug and go back to sleep as you feel seungcheols arms wrap tighter around you
  • and oh my god isn’t the best friends to lovers cliche amazing,,,,,,it really is hehe 
The Better Kisser - Tom Holland Drabble

Request: Anonymous - Hello! I love your writing and was wondering if you could do a fluff imagine where the reader is dating tom and she helps paddy with homework and stuff and tom tries to distract her + paddy being grossed out by toms affection for her which causes tom to want to kiss the reader more just to make fun of paddy

Warnings: fluff and teasing Tom

Word Count: 776

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/n: Hope you liked it : ) Guys sorry they’re so short I just haven’t really had any inspiration.


“Ok so what’s 16 times ½?”

“I don’t like fractions, Y/n.” Paddy whined.

“Come on Paddy you know this. If it’s difficult to work out, then you just have to put it in the calculator.” You handed him the calculator and watched as he pressed some buttons.

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Shy Bunny

Pairings: Jimin x Reader 

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Hybrid!AU Bunny!AU

Word Count: 2k +

A/N: Sorry this is really short I’m thinking of making a part two and make that one longer and add more to the storyline but like literally all my other ‘im making a p2′ I’m not really sure. THANK YOU!

Originally posted by jjks

“just for a little bit y/n! please!” you best friend begged as she squeezed your arm tightly.

Her legs had wrapped around your waist and her head was heavily weighed on your shoulder, trapping you on your own couch.

“I can’t afford a hybrid right now!” you argued as you struggled against her grip.

“you and both know that’s complete bullshit! You’re just being a bitch!” she yelled back at you.

Your best friend for 3 years has also been an active hybrid protector. Adoption centres weren’t rare. No at all, there were three just a block away.

However, some of these adoption centres weren’t exactly treating their hybrids…nicely.

People like your best friend adopt as many hybrids as possible in order to protect them from the horrors that occur in the centres. Whilst they hold the hybrids other people are currently trying to figure out how to shut them down.

This time however, your friend had taken in too many.

“y/n…I swear to god. Why don’t you want to help?” she asked in confusion.

You instantly felt like an asshole but you had reasons.

“I’m a loner amber, I don’t know how to deal with people let alone take care of them” you whined as she sighed deeply.

“y/n. can you please trust me this one time? I swear you won’t regret this decision” she stated as she stared into your soul.

Something in your head was telling you this was a bad idea but something else was telling you to do it.

Fuck it.


Twiddling your thumbs nervously you heard soft murmurs outside of your front door.

you had been told the basics but there was still a lot you were unsure about.

“okay Jimin! Welcome to your new home!” she yelled excitedly as she kicked your door harshly causing you to jump away from it in shock.

You were about to scowled her for damaging your property when your eyes lay on the shrunken figure behind her.

While you were busy trying to get a better look at your new roommate you friend slammed a duffle bag into your stomach.

With a pained ‘oof’ you fell backward and landed on your ass. A whine escaped your lips leading your friend to laugh loudly at you.

Your hand instantly flew behind you to cradle your now bruised ass cheek. You watched as slowly two bunny ears popped up and the stranger was stretching himself up to his usual height to see all the commotion.

The boys’ hair was swept over his eyes and his blonde ears matching with his hair stood tall and curious. As soon as his eyes connected with yours he nervously ducked down again, his ears flopping to follow his body.

“Jim-“you friend started to say before noticing he was fully crouched behind her.

Quickly, you rose to your feet as amber pushed Jimin forward happily.

“Jimin, meet Y/n!” she chirped. Jimin’s face was as red as a tomato and the poor things hands were shaking.

You smiled as welcomingly as you could and watched as his eyes darted to the floor.

“it’s nice to meet you Jimin! Welcome to your new home” you stated as you held his bag of belongings.

“Alright guys have fun” she said sending you a thankful smile before exiting the house.

Giving your friend a wave goodbye you watched as the bunny hybrid shifted his weight nervously.

“okay Jimin! Welcome to my home” you chirped excitedly, causing his ears to perk up in excitement and curiosity.

As you moved forward, jimin slowly followed you; he was hesitant in his movements but still managed to shuffle his way after you.

“this is the kitchen, this is the lounge…mmmm the bathroom is that way and your room” you said quickly pointing out areas of your decent sized apartment.

“is just over here” you said as you opened his door revealing a double bed and a side table.

“I hope this is okay” you mumbled as you placed his bag next to his walk-in closet.

You looked up to see Jimin gaping in awe.

“t-this…this is f-f-for me?” he stuttered quietly as his cheeks returned to the pink colour that stained his cheeks previously.

“yep! Is this okay? If you need anything else just ask, okay?” you asked him as he continued to ogle at his new space.

“a-and…t-the b-bed? Just for m-me?” he stuttered again as he pulled his sleeves over his hands, clutching them tightly.

“well of course!” you chirped as he slowly approached it.

“so, I didn’t know what kind of food you liked so I figured I’d let you relax for a little bit before we go shopping for some, is that okay?” you asked as you scratched the back of your head.

He looked at you in shock as he nodded his head shyly, his ears changing from upright to floppy in an instant.

“i…I can’t leave w-without a collar” he stated as his eyes traveled to the ground.

“oh, yer! How could I forget! I got one for you before you arrived actually!” you said as you dug your hand around in your back pocket, trying to dig out the silky black collar you had picked out.

“here! Im sorry for not getting you one of those hard collars, they…were just so ugly” you said shivering at the thought of the rough material.

“its…soft” he whispered as he ran the material through his fingers.

“alright jimin! Get comfy, unpack and I’ll see you in a little bit okay!?” you asked before you walked out of his room, leaving him to get used to his new room.

Amber didn’t tell you much about him other than he was extremely shy and extremely cute…she wasn’t wrong with either of those.

If he was going to be living with you, you wanted to get to know him and make sure he was comfortable around you. But how did you do this without overstepping or scaring him?

After an hour or two, you decided now would be a prime time to go food shopping.

“hey jim-“you said as you walked into his room, the door still wide open.

Your heart melted at the sight bestowed before you.

He had snuggled his way underneath the blanket, his body wiggling in joy at the softness as his two bunny ears were shot straight to the ceiling.

You let out a giggle of delight as he fought with the blanket to try and escape.

“i-i-im sorry!” he squeaked as his ears flopped down and his cheeks burned a bright pink, even brighter than before.

“sorry? For what? It’s your room Jimin you can do whatever you want” you smiled happily at him. You didn’t think stomach butterflies were real until you felt them float around your stomach.

He looked at you astonished before nodding his head shyly.

“so, do you want to go get some food now?” you asked sweetly as he shifted his weight off his left foot to his right.

“o-okay” he spoke, trying to speak louder than usual but it came out as more of a struggled shout than normal projection.

You smiled endearingly before clapping your hands together.

“alright! Lets go!”


“Do you like lasagne? Ooo what about some pizza? What kind of snacks do you eat?” you asked as you pushed the trolley through the aisle.

Jimin looked as if he had just entered heaven. His mouth hung open in shock as he scanned the shelves.

“i…I’m not picky” he confirmed as you started shoving things into your cart.

“why don’t you go to the confectionary section and pick out what you like, sometimes I might be gone a while so we can’t have you bored and snackish you said as you examined expiration dates.

“o-okay!” he said strongly before rushing off.

You chuckled a little before texting amber to tell her you were already very fond of Jimin.

He seemed to be trying to get more comfortable and confident around you. You really apricated it but you could see he was struggling with it and causing him stress was the last thing you wanted to do.

“Is t-this okay?”

You turned around to see Jimin hugging a bunch of packets to his body. You almost cried out in cuteness overload as he stared at you with wondrous eyes.

“I see you really like Oreos” you laughed as you spotted the five packets of Oreos tucked into his arm.

“i-m-m s-sorry! I g-g-got too much didn’t I?!” he whined as his ears slowly flopped down.

“Not at all! Here, chuck it in the cart and we’ll continue” you smiled at him.

He stood frozen for a little bit before nodding and placing the items in the cart carefully.

The rest of the trip he stayed close behind you, Giving small comments here and there. As you paid and left the centre you noticed he was getting less energetic.

“are you okay Jimin?” you asked worriedly as the two of you got in the car.

“oh..i…I’m just a little hungry” he said as his hands slowly placed themselves on his stomach.

“when’s the last time you ate?” you asked as you started reversing out of the parking space.

“…two days ago?”

You gasped. Two days?!?!

“sorry did…did you say two days?! As in not yesterday but the day before?” you questioned in utter shock as you tried hard to focus on the road ahead.

You heard him hum in embarrassment and confirmation making your heart melt.

“as soon as we get home I will make you some food! What would you like?! name anything!” you demanded worriedly.

How come he hasn’t eaten in two days? Did amber not feed him?

As soon as you busted through your front door with the multiple bags in your hands you ran towards the kitchen ready to cook up a feast.

“okay Jimin, were going to have to work together so we can get you some food as quickly as possible” you said with determination as you placed your hands on your hips.

He nodded along with you, his eyes hardening to match yours.

As you directed him to draws and shoved food in the fridge the both of you were running around the kitchen to try and get everything done efficiently.

As Jimin finished up the unpacking you boiled some pasta, started on some pancakes and started frying some chicken. You wanted to give the deprived boy a range of different food groups to fill him up properly.

“I finished” he chirped excitedly.

“great, take a seat the food will be done soon” you smiled.

You heard a bunch of shuffling behind you before he sighed in content at finally being able to relax.

“so jimin, how did you end up with Amber?” you asked as you continued your cooking.

“i..i er w-was given b-b-back” he stuttered nervously. You could literally hear him play with his sleeves.

“given back?” you asked hesitantly as you continued what you were doing.

“y-yer…my o-owner didn’t want me anymore…so she gave me back to the adoption centre, that’s where a-amber found me” he explained, breathing out shakily.

As you plated his food for him you felt a pang in your chest. Who the hell would give up this cute little bunny?

“I’m so sorry Jimin” you said turning around with the plates in your hand.

His eyes were glassy and his cheeks were red and puffed out.

You let out a sympathetic whine before setting the plates down and walking around the counter towards him.

Before you effulged him in a hug you placed your hand over his.

“well, you here now! And I know we just met but I’m very fond of you Jimin, were friends now which means no give backies okay!” you chirped causing him to look at you in shock.

A tear fell from his eyes before he nodded his head frantically.

You pulled him into you, enjoying how his soft ears tickled your face. Even though his face was in your boobs and you could feel the bunny panicking a big smile found its way onto your face.

In this moment, you knew your doubt was unneeded and the growing love you had for your bunny was exciting.

you were unsure of where this would go but instead of traveling the long road of life alone; you now had your shy bunny to accompany you.

To Build A Home - Chapter 17

Previous Chapter

WARNINGS: Child abuse, alcohol mention. 

Also on Ao3 here

Patton woke up first the next day. The early morning news playing on the television told him it was just past seven. He turned off the television, stretching out his body with a yawn, and then looked over at the other two.

“Awww,” he cooed quietly to himself.

Virgil and Logan were still sound asleep, snuggled close together, Logan’s arms were wrapped around Virgil’s middle protectively.

Patton snatched his phone from the bedside table, unlocked it and opened up the camera. Focusing the camera on his boys, he snapped a couple of quick photos.



Oops. Forgot to turn the flash off.

Virgil rubbed his eyes, Logan let him go, rolling over with a groan.

“Sorry! You guys just looked so adorable,” Patton said and then he jumped up, shaking Virgil. “It’s Christmas!” He announced. “Get up! Get up! It’s Christmas! It’s Christmas!”

“Five more minutes,” Virgil mumbled.

Logan grunted in agreement, burying his face further into his pillow.

“If you’re not up when I get back, I will spray you with water!” Patton declared before darting out of the room.

“He will, you know,” Logan muttered to Virgil, “he tipped a whole bucket of water over me our first Christmas because I refused to get up.”

Virgil blinked at Logan. “I don’t get it. You two are total opposites,” he said. “How does it work?”

One was so serious, the other so playful, Virgil just didn’t understand.

“It just does,” Logan shrugged. “Patton has been there for me more than anybody else. I owe him everything. I never even really knew what love meant until we started dating. He’s got the biggest heart of anyone I have ever met, and yes, sometimes he can be a little frustrating but then again so can I. I can’t really explain how or why we work well together, we just do.”

“That’s fair,” Virgil said, sitting up. “We should go before he comes back. I don’t feel like getting sprayed today.”

“And they say I’m the smart one,” Logan said.

“Merry Christmas!” Ethan said cheerfully as Logan and Virgil entered the kitchen together. Ethan was wearing a Santa hat and a bright red apron that read, “we whisk you a Merry Christmas.” He was also dishing up piles of pancakes that Virgil saw were cut out in the shapes of reindeers and candy canes.

“Merry Christmas,” Logan replied. “Those look delicious.”

And, just like all Ethan’s food, they were. The family all sat around the tree in the living-room, eating their breakfast happily, and Virgil felt an unknown warmth in him, he had never had a proper Christmas before.

“Where are my Ho Ho Ho’s at?” a voice called from the entrance hall. Megan was barely visible as she walked in, the top of her head only just noticeable behind an entire armload of gifts. “Does Megan deliver the goods? You bet she does!” she commented, dumping the presents under the tree. “Hiya, Mr and Mrs. S!” She added to Patton’s parents.

“Hello Megan, how wonderful to see you again, dear,” Harmony beamed.

“Glad you’re here, Megs,” Patton said and then glanced at Logan. “Shall we go?”

“Go?” Virgil frowned as Logan nodded. “Where are you going?”

“Just out for a bit, kiddo,” Patton assured him. “We won’t be long.”


“Ah, come on,” Megan said, “you can chill with me for a while, kid. Besides, Logan totally needs to test run his new car.”

“My new what?” Logan yelped at Patton who grinned.

“Merry Christmas!” Patton said.

Logan rushed over to the window where a shiny new car sat in the driveway, a big red bow wrapped around it. “Patton, you didn’t- You couldn’t- Why did you- How-” Logan stammered and Patton laughed.

“I helped choose the colour!” Virgil piped up excitedly.

“Well, thank you.. I mean….” Logan trailed off, he was speechless.

“What are you waiting for?” Megan said, shoving them both towards the door. “Go on! Out! And drive carefully, alright? Precious cargo and all.”

“Shhhhh,” Patton hissed. “Don’t say anything to Virgil.”

“I meant you not the-”


“Okay,” Megan laughed. “Get going!”

She waved them off and turned back to Virgil who frowned. “Where are they going?” He questioned as Harmony started collecting the plates.

“Don’t worry, they’re just going to grab something,” she sat down next to Virgil. “So… How have you been? I heard you made a break for freedom last night.”

“Oh… Yeah.. I just.. I don’t know,” Virgil blushed.

“Logan’s folks get to you, huh?” Megan smiled gently. “Don’t give them a second thought. They wouldn’t know their ass from their elbow.”

“Megan, will you please watch your language around Virgil?” Harmony tutted.

“What? He doesn’t mind,” Megan said as Virgil giggled. “Anyway kid, you ever need a break, you’re welcome to come to my place. It’s just me and the dog so there’s plenty of room.”

“Thanks,” Virgil said. “How is Cosmo by the way?”

“Chewing up all my underwear and having the greatest time with it,” Megan sighed. “I’m going to visit my sister this afternoon and he’s coming along, I have no idea how he’s going to take such a long drive.”

“You’ve got a sister?” Virgil enquired.

“A twin sister,” Megan corrected. “Her name is Tegan, real imaginative of my parents, right?”


“Exactly,” Megan snorted. “I see a couple of gifts from you under this tree. If you don’t mind me asking, where’d you get the money? Did you rob a bank? I won’t tell anyone, I could just use a few tips.”

“No,” Virgil said, and shook his head. “I’ve been saving up my allowance money.”

The three adults stared at him. “You didn’t have to do that,” Ethan said.

“I wanted to,” Virgil replied. “I don’t need anything, so I thought I’d buy your presents with it.”

Harmony smiled proudly at him. “Such a good boy,” she said.

“Yeah, he’s not too bad, I suppose,” Megan teased.

Virgil didn’t know how to respond to their compliments so he stayed quiet, listening to the radio which was softly playing Christmas carols. He was relieved when Logan and Patton returned, and stood up to go and greet them but Megan grabbed him around the stomach.

“Hold up there, Houdini,” she said. “Put two and two together. It’s Christmas Day and they didn’t take you out with them. Don’t you think they might have something for you out there?”

Oh. He hadn’t even considered that.

Megan let go of Virgil and he sat back down, waiting (im)patiently for them to come inside.

They both looked rather pleased with themselves, their cheeks were pink from the cold but they were smiling, and Patton rubbed his hands together. “Who’s ready for presents?”

“I am. Gift me, Sanders!” Megan declared.

The next half an hour was an array of “thank you’s”, “I love it!” and a heck of a lot of wrapping paper.

Megan had laughed herself silly at the necklace Virgil had gotten her which was engraved “World’s Okayest Aunt,” and she clasped it around her neck immediately.

For Ethan, Virgil had gotten him a mug (“my cooking is so good that even the smoke alarm cheers!) and a recipe book for making holiday treats (“hint, hint,Grandpa,” said Megan).

Virgil gave Harmony a pretty pink scarf, Logan a jigsaw puzzle of the periodic table of elements, and for Patton, he had gotten him the Winnie-the-Pooh collection book. Patton hugged him and didn’t let go for five minutes.

Ethan and Harmony had gotten Virgil a book of poetry and some CD’s of a few bands they said he might like, (he couldn’t disagree, Fall Out Boy sounded pretty interesting to him) while Megan had given him an iPod and a GIANT teddy bear.

“That’s taller than I am!” Virgil said in shock, staring up at it. It didn’t take long before Patton was lying on top of it.  

When everyone had announced they had finished handing out presents, Virgil noticed there were still a few under the tree, and Patton smiled at him. “Those are for you, kiddo,” he said. “They’re from Lo and I.”

“Oh… You didn’t have to,” he said nervously. He didn’t like the way everybody was watching him.

“That doesn’t mean we didn’t want to,” Logan said.

Good point.

“Okay,” Virgil sat down in front of the tree, and reached for the nearest present. Patton was rocking back and forth in his excitement, and Virgil didn’t miss Ethan and Megan sneaking out of the room.

What were they up to?

He slowly undid the wrapping and frowned in confusion at the medium sized food bowl. “Uh, thank you,” he said to Patton and Logan, both seemed like they were struggling not to laugh.

“You’re welcome, kiddo! Next one!”

The next one was a small round pet bed, followed by a feather on a stick toy, a litter box, a couple tins of cat food… What was going on?

Because surely… No… Patton was allergic… There was no way.

“You know that I’m not a cat, right?” He said and then went white. “Not that I don’t appreciate it! I mean, you didn’t have to buy me anything at all!”

“We know, Virgil,” Logan chuckled.

Only one more gift was left to open… This one was very thin and he took it out carefully. It was a sheet of paper, he read it to himself.

                                             Certificate of Adoption

                                                 This certifies that

                                                  [Virgil Sanders]

                                              Has officially adopted

                                                  [Name of pet]

                       And has welcomed this animal into his/her forever home

The date and Patton’s signature were scribbled on the bottom of the paper, and Virgil felt his mouth go dry as Ethan and Megan carried a crate into the room, placing it beside him.


This was not happening.

“Open the box, kiddo!” Patton said eagerly.

Virgil’s hands were shaky as he reached out and very very tentatively lifted the lid (which had multiple wide air holes) off the crate.

There was no way.

Surely not.


No absolute way.

It wasn’t happening.

It couldn’t be.

It was.

For as soon as Virgil removed the top, something leapt out and landed on his chest. The adults laughed as Virgil gave a shriek of (slight terror) and sheer delight.

Virgil had never believed in love at first sight, if you had asked him earlier he would have said that there was no such thing, but that was before he met her.

Silky smooth black fur, two curious eyes; one a shimmering ocean blue, the other a sparkling emerald green, and a royal purple collar around her neck with a tiny bell attached.

She. Was. Gorgeous.

There was only one tiny problem that could spoil his excitement. “You’re allergic!” He cried at Patton as the kitten jumped off him and started to explore her surroundings.

“It’s okay, Virgil. She’s a Chantilly-Tiffany,” Logan said. “They’re a hypoallergenic breed.”

“They’re hypo what now?” Megan

“Hypoallergenic,” Logan clarified. “It means that they are less likely to cause an allergic reaction in people, because they usually do not have the same proteins that are commonly found in other animals, which- whoa!”

Both Logan and Patton were startled when Virgil knocked them to the floor in an extremely tight embrace. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” He cried. “Thank you! Thank you! She’s amazing! I love her! I’ll take really good care of her, I promise! Thank you!”

Everyone laughed at the Virgil who was babbling so much that they could barely make sense of him.

“You’re welcome, bud,” Patton said, rubbing Virgil’s back. “You deserve her.”

“Well, it was an absolute pleasure to meet you, Virgil,” Harmony said, giving him a hug.

“You too, Grandma,” Virgil smiled as Ethan patted his shoulder.

“You’ll have to come and stay at our place one day! We’ll make some of those snacks in the book,” he said.

“That sounds fun,” Virgil replied.

It was getting late. They had a big day of food and fun, but Megan had left a few hours before, and now Patton’s parents were ready to go back home, too.

“You boys take care of each other,” Harmony said to Logan and Patton, “and yourselves. You can’t help anybody else if you’re hurting, too,” she said firmly to her son.

“I know,” Patton smiled. “Thanks for everything, Mom.”

“You need anything, son, you call us,” Ethan told Logan who nodded.

“Thank you.”

Virgil was almost sad to see them go. They had been really lovely people to him, the best grandparents he could have asked for. Patton must have picked up on how Virgil was feeling because he ruffled his hair. “How about a movie before bed?”

“Sounds good,” Virgil replied and ran upstairs to put on his Eeyore onesie.

What a perfect end to a perfect Christmas this would be.

“You know, I have never quite understood this movie,” Logan said from where he was cuddled up with Patton on the couch. “Is it a Christmas movie or a Halloween movie?”

“That’s the joy of The Nightmare Before Christmas, Lo,” Patton said happily. “It can be both!”

“Yes, but during which holiday are you supposed to watch it?”

“Either,” Patton said. “It’s all in the title.”

Virgil sniggered at Logan’s grumpy face. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, alternating between playing with his kitten, and watching the movie. He was enjoying it a lot so far.

“You know,” he said absentmindedly, “my friend Roman’s dogs name is Jack.”

Logan and Patton shared a look. “Are we ever going to meet this friend of yours, kiddo?” Patton asked.

Virgil shrugged. Maybe one day. A peaceful silence fell between them again, and Virgil smiled as the black kitten chased after the feather he held out. He had never had his very own pet before.

Would he be a good owner? He hoped so! He loved her already. He would always protect her! If anyone hurt her, they would regret it!

She was so cute. She needed a name, though, what would Virgil call her?

There was so many choices. Patton had suggested a few but names like “sweetums” and “the most adorable creature in the world” just didn’t work very well.

Logan, who was leaving it up to Virgil to name her, had simply taken to calling her “Cat” but that was irritating, too.

He had to think of something and fast!

Jewel? Hm….

Rosie? Maybe?

Meower? You’re kidding me, right?

Virgil exhaled and turned his attention back to the television. This was hard! The name had to be just right, it had to suit her, she would have it for life, after all, and-

“SALLY!” Virgil screamed as the character appeared on the screen.

Logan jumped so high he fell off the couch, Patton yelped, and the kitten darted under an armchair, scared of all the noise.

“Yes, Virgil,” Logan grumbled as he got to his feet. “The character is named Sally. Well done.”

“Did you have to shout, kiddo?”

“No. Sorry. It’s just…” he gestured to the armchair. “Sally!”

Now that was a perfect name.

“You want to call her Sally?” Logan enquired.

“Yeah! Sally Sanders has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?” Virgil grinned.

“Yeah, I do,” Patton said.

“I like it,” Logan nodded.

Good. Virgil was sure that Roman would, too.

“Dad,” Virgil said as Patton tucked him into bed. “You can turn my nightlight off.”

Patton pulled back to study Virgil’s scared, but determined, face. “Are you sure, bud?”

“Yeah,” Virgil said firmly. “I’ve got Sally to protect me now.”

Despite having her own bed, the kitten was curled up at Virgil’s side, snoring lightly.

“Well, if that’s what you want, kiddo,” Patton said. “You know where we are if you need us.”

Virgil smiled. “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Virgil,” Patton said, flicking off the lamp as he left the room.

Virgil rested his head on his pillow, trying not to overthink everything. There is nothing to fear, Virgil, he told himself as he drifted off to sleep, everything is fine.

Virgil sat by the window, watching the other kids in the neighbourhood riding their brand new bikes, playing with their dolls and trucks, shrieking with laughter.

What he wouldn’t give to be out there with them.

“Dad? How come I have to stay inside?”

“Because only good kids get to go out and play,” his father growled, “and are you a good kid?”

Of course not. “No,” Virgil said.

“That’s right. Now grab me a beer,” his father ordered.

Virgil did as he was instructed, taking a beer from the fridge and bringing it over to his father. “But I did do some good things this year, and it is Christmas,” he said softly. “Don’t I even get one gift?”

He knew straight away that that was the wrong thing to say. His father’s expression darkened, and he raised his hand. “You have a roof over your head, boy! You have clothes on your back! Is that not good enough for you?!”

“No- I mean yes! Yes, it is!” Virgil said timidly.

“You want to know what your gift is?” His father sneered. “You’re still alive. That’s your gift. Don’t make me take it back.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Damn right you are,” his father said, and just because he felt like it, he slapped Virgil across the face.

Virgil stumbled back, his bottom lip trembled but he swallowed his fear, his father hated “cry babies” more than anything.

“Sorry, sir.”

“Now piss off,” his father said. “I don’t want to see your stupid, ugly face any longer.”

Virgil nodded and went back over to the window, allowing a few tears to slid down his cheeks. He barely noticed the pain of the abuse anymore, but how he wished he could just have one good Christmas.

One good day like the kids he saw outside.

Virgil’s eyes sprung open, his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat.

Another night, another nightmare.

Wait. The room was dark? Why was it dark? Oh god. What was happening?!

Something moved beside him and Virgil only just managed to suppress his scream

What was that?!

It was going to kill him! Whatever it was, it was going to destroy him! It was… it was…


It took Virgil a moment to remember but when he did, he nearly laughed.

How could he have forgotten her?

His protector. His best friend.

Virgil reached out through the darkness, finding Sally and placing his hand on her back, timing his breathing with her.





Virgil was safe. He was safe. He was safe.





You are safe.

“Thanks, Sally,” Virgil whispered.

He gave her a small pat then he rolled over and finally went to sleep, a large smile on his face.

What a great day it had been.

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a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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Winchesters in Riverdale (Part Four)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?


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A/N: I hope you guys are enjoying this series so far! That is all. xD

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In the seventeen years you had been alive, there was only time where you felt at peace. One time you felt truly, truly happy. That moment was fourteen months ago. In your bed. Lying next to Kevin.

Kevin brushed a lock of hair behind your ear and you snuggled into the warmth of the bed, looking up at him. The two of you just stared at each other, as if you were trying to memorize every detail of the other.

“Do you really have to go?” you nearly whispered, breaking the silence.

Kevin smiled sadly.

“What do you think?” he asked back.

You snorted softly, cupping Kevin’s cheek with your palm.

“I just… I love you, Kevin.” you said.

Kevin smiled softly.

“I love you too, Y/N.” he said.

You smiled and they both leaned in to meet each other with a passionate kiss. You pulled away and felt your eyelids start to droop. Kevin chuckled.

“Trying to stay up? After…” he trailed off, smirking at you.

You chuckled, blushing slightly as you remembered what the two of you finally did fifteen minutes ago.

“I don’t want to miss a single moment with you.” you answered truthfully.

Kevin placed another soft kiss on your lips again.

“Come here,” he said, holding the covers up slightly.

You moved closer to him and turned around, your back pressed against your boyfriend’s bare chest.

“I’ll always be here, okay? Even when you can’t see me,” he said.

You felt tears in your eyes but blinked them away. Tears could come later. You felt him wrap his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He kissed your shoulder lightly.

“Close your eyes. I’ll be here when you wake.” he whispered and you nodded, quickly drifting off, Kevin’s warm arms around you.

The cold bed was what woke you eight hours later.

“What are you thinking about?” Jughead asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.


The school day had ended and the two of you were now walking to Pop’s. Jughead had offered to buy you a milkshake and you couldn’t refuse. A Winchester and free food? Come on.

“You seemed pretty deep in thought there for a minute.” the raven-haired teen said.

“Oh,” you said, letting out a forced chuckle. “Just some stuff on my mind, that’s all.”

That wasn’t exactly a lie.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Jughead asked.

You shook your head.

“Not particularly.” you said.

That was.

Jughead nodded and dropped the subject, the two of you entering a surprisingly comfortable silence as you finished the walk to Pop’s. You walked into the diner and took your seat at one of the booths as Jughead placed your order. He soon joined you and the two of you got into a heavy debate about 70s and 80s bands.

“Nuh uh!” you cut in. “Zeppelin wins every time! Don’t you remember “Stairway to Heaven?” Talk about iconic songs.”

Jughead scoffed.

“How about Black Sabbath’s “Iron Man,” huh? Or even—”

“Jughead!” a voice called from behind you.

You turned around to see the very nicely dressed black-haired teen from earlier at lunch making her way over to the two of you, the jock and the blonde girl following her.

Jughead gave you an apologetic expression before looking back up at the “fancy” teen.

“Veronica.” he acknowledged.

The girl, Veronica apparently, looked at you and smiled widely.

“Hey!” she greeted. “Got room for three more of us?”

Jughead turned his gaze back to you, ready for you to instantly say “no.”

But you didn’t.

You looked back to Veronica with a genuine smile on your face.

“Sure, why not?” you asked as you scooted over.

Veronica beamed as she took a seat next to you, Jughead looking at you with surprise. He had expected you to boot her out of there. The other two teens that were with Veronica squished in next to Jughead, forcing him to the corner of the booth.

“Veronica Lodge.” Veronica said, holding her hand out for you.

“Y/N Winchester.” you said as you took it, shaking it.

You turned to the jock who called himself “Archie Andrews” and the blonde who called herself “Betty Cooper.”

“Nice to meet you guys.” you said.

“You too.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Veronica looked back and forth between you and Jughead.

“So…” she began. “What were you guys talking about?”

And the game was afoot! Well… the debate was. Although this time, Jughead was outnumbered. Betty and Veronica had taken your side in the musical argument while Archie had taken Jughead’s. After listing countless songs and albums, you looked outside only to see it was dark. Your eyes widened as you realized you had been at the diner for hours.

“Oh, son of a bitch,” you cursed. “I need to get home. My brothers are—”

The front door swinging open abruptly interrupted you, making you quickly turn around. You sighed in relief once you realized it wasn’t Sam or Dean, but rather Castiel. Castiel quickly scanned the diner before his eyes met yours and he began to walk over to you.

“Damn.” you muttered as you faced forward again.

“What?” Veronica asked. “What’s—”

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Castiel asked you as he reached the booth, unintentionally making the other teens jump.

You sighed as you pushed your hair back.

“No,” you answered truthfully. “I don’t. I was talking with my friends. Just got carried away.”

The Core Four (except Veronica who was positively radiating) smiled softly at you calling them your “friends.” Castiel sighed.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” he said to the other teens, his annoyed tone changing to apologetic. “But Y/N’s brothers want her home.”

“Yeah, of course.” Veronica said as she slid out of the booth so you could get out.

You waved goodbye to everyone, but your gaze lingered on Jughead just a moment longer.

“See you guys at school,” you said. “And Jug? Thanks for the milkshake. See you in English?” you asked.

Jughead smirked.

“Of course.”

You smiled at his words before you followed Castiel out of the diner, the two of you walking in silence. After a few minutes, the angel spoke.

“I-I truly am sorry for disrupting time with your new friends, Y/N.” he apologized.

You gave a small smile to the angel.

“It’s okay,” you said. “I understand.”

Castiel nodded.

“It’s Sam and Dean. They were just afraid that you…” he trailed off.

You finished his thought in your head anyway.

They were afraid that you ran away again.

“I get it,” you said before stopping. “And Castiel?”

The angel stopped as well, turning towards you.

“I-I never thanked you for what you did for me. For sticking by my side for the last year. For being there. Just… thank you.”

Castiel’s expression softened.

“It’s… no problem.” he managed to say.

You nodded and the two of you continued the walk back to the motel in comfortable silence.

“Castiel,” you called as you looked up, your voice shaky.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you tried to keep your trembling hands steady. You sat on the side of your bed, unable to stand, your leg involuntarily bouncing up and down.

“I need you to help me.”

A beat of silence. Then you heard the sound of wings rustling.

“What is it?” the familiar gravelly voice asked, appearing in front of you.

You quickly got up, opening your mouth only to have no sound come out.

“Y/N, you look pale. Are you alright?” the angel asked.

You shook your head.

“Cas, I need you to do something for me,” you began. “But you need to swear not to tell Sam or Dean. No matter what the outcome.”

“Y/N, of course, what—”

“No, I need to hear you say it. That you promise not to tell them, Castiel. Please. They can’t know.” you begged.

Castiel nodded, looking at you with concern.

“I promise,” he said. “What can I do?”

You took a deep breath, looking down.

“Okay. I… Um…” you began. “I-I need you to get me a pregnancy test.”


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Hi! I haven't requested from you before, but I love your aus because they always make me smile. Tomorrow my best friend in the universe is moving away, and I was wondering if I could make a request. I really loved that BamBam one you did where you meet on the plane. Would it be possible to request something similar with Minghao? Or just something cute & soft about meeting him that I can read sometime after my friend is gone (not tomorrow obviously, I wouldn't do that to you). Thank you! 💗💗💗

im so sorry to hear that!! but im sure ur friendship will transpire the distance!!
here’s a cute meeting for the first time au w/angel minghao~~~!!

  • every morning you take the same bus to get to work and that hasnt changed in almost over a year,,,,you get out of your house at 8:00 am and catch the 8:12 bus,,,,that’s just how it goes
  • and you see the same faces and people every time
  • the mom and her young son, the overworked business man, the elderly couple on their way to the market
  • and it’s just a part of your routine.
  • you don’t go out of your way to talk to anyone or change your usual seat by the window,,,,,it’s just repetitive and simple 
  • until one day on your bust stop,,,,,,there’s a boy
  • he’s tall, thin, with a long jacket draped over his frame. the pretty silver earrings distract you for a bit because they look so elegant and nice on his long neck
  • and for a moment you try and decipher if maybe you’ve seen this guy on tv??? in a movie??? 
  • but you come up empty and when he tilts his head,,,his eyes catching yours
  • you look away in embarrassment and pretend to be reading the bus schedule even though you obviously now that the 8:12 bus is going to show up any second now
  • and when it does,,,,the mystery boy steps aside and lets you get on first
  • you slip into your usual seat and you can tell that everyone else on the bus is staring at him too
  • and to your utter surprise he sits down right beside you and takes his phone out opening an app
  • that you soon recognize is a word search game
  • and as much you try not to show it,,,it’s hard to ignore this handsome boy playing on his phone,,,,,like,,,,,,who is he? is he new to the neighborhood?
  • but what keeps you even more interested is the fact that he’s pretty ,,,,, bad at this word search game
  • just from looking at his screen from your seat you’ve already found up to three phrases and he’s only managed to get one
  • and you know it’s impolite to stare,,,and probably even more impolite to point things out 
  • but after a couple of stops you decide what the heck,,,,he won’t get mad at you for helping him win the game - right?
  • so clearing your throat you go “excuse me,,,,i know this is awkward but the word ‘cheesecake’ it’s right there.”
  • you motion at his phone and the boy moves his gaze to his screen,,,eyes widening and a smile appearing on his face
  • “ah! i was looking for it, thank you.”
  • you mentally let out a sigh of relief that he doesn’t get mad at you for peeking at his game and you nod motioning again and explaining that the word tiramisu is right under cheesecake
  • and you think that’s it but suddenly he moves his body a bit, putting his phone out closer to you and he’s like “do you wanna play with me?” and you,,,,,,,are slightly shocked by the sudden request
  • but when he looks up,,,,you notice the way his smile makes his elegant, handsome features soften
  • and the way his eyes become cute and innocent and it’s like,,,,how can you possibly say no
  • and you’re like alright! you have another half hour to kill on the bus anyway why not help him out
  • and for the next twenty minutes you and this mysterious adorable boy complete a bunch of puzzles
  • and by the end he’s like “wah - i leveled up ^^ thanks to you!!”
  • and he sticks his hand out for you to high five and you shyly do and he’s like “im minghao,,,,i just moved here, do you usually take the bus?”
  • and you nod,,,still unsure of saying much in front of minghao because he still is essentially a stranger
  • but then again,,,,,,you did just help him out like it was nothing like you two are long time friends playing phone games on your way to work together
  • and minghao grins and he’s like “im embarrassed to ask, but could you maybe show me around some time? of course, you can say no if you’re busy-”
  • “sure!!”
  • it comes out a little more excited than you planned but minghao’s eyes light up and he thanks you,,,,,
  • you feel something pull at your heart and maybe it’s his cute smile or the surprise when the bus driver announces that your stop is next
  • hurriedly minghao moves out of the seat to let you through and you turn back to see him smiling
  • and you’re like “oh- my name is-”
  • and you tell him and you’re like should?? we exchange numbers or something??? and minghao is like sure!! 
  • but the bus is already pulling into the stop and minghao leaps up to help push the door open for you and you’re like “sorry i need to rush but-”
  • and minghao is like “don’t worry, ill see you tomorrow morning on the bus stop,,,,what is it what time-”
  • you grin and go “8:12. that’s my bus. 8:12″
  • minghao gives you thumbs up,,, another cute smile that makes your heart pull again and the doors close as you coyly wave and see him wave back
  • and you can’t help it,,,but be super happy that your boring bus routine seems like it’ll get a whole lot better from now on~~

Met His Match - Im Jaebum

This was requested by @galeanthrophyx

Genre: enemies to lovers

Word count: 1.8k

Your hands were full of cup holders with various iced coffees and teas sitting in them snugly, you pulled open the door to the JYPE building with your foot and a secretary quickly ran to your side to help with the door.

“Thank you.” You tell her and she bows respectfully before returning to her desk.

You weaved your way through the labyrinth of hallways until you realized you were completely turned around, and your arms started to ache from holding the drinks for so long. You walked a little farther and a tall boy was walking backwards speaking to someone up ahead that you couldn’t see. You tried to dodge him as it seemed he wasn’t turning around soon but as you went left he turned around and ran smack into you.

Your face turned a bright shade of red as anger and embarrassment sank in, “Are you serious!?”

The boy seemed taken aback by your harsh words but furrowed his brows to give some of his own right back to you, “You should’ve been watching where you were going.”

With that said he walked away and you were left standing there, clothes cold and sticking to you, mouth agape at the sheer audacity of the man, no of the child. At that moment you noticed a staff member coming around the corner with a stack of napkins and a trash bag ready to clean.

“It’s alright I’ve got it, you should go clean up. There’s a bathroom right over there.” The middle aged woman smiled at you and pointed towards the door straight ahead.

You quickly thanked her before running off to the bathroom in hopes that your clothes could be salvaged from coffee stains. You got a few paper towels from a dispenser and ran them under the water before trying to wipe and dab the mess away. After successfully removing a majority of them your shirt was soaked and your jeans had odd wet spots on them. At this point you wanted to pull your hair out, you found a hand dryer and stood under it as best as you could. You couldn’t look like a complete mess when meeting the boy group that you’ll be collaborating with.

Once your clothes were relatively dry and semi clean, your manager came running over to you ushering you to follow him. You did a little jog to reach him and he practically shoved you into a room where your members stood staring at you with perplexed looks.

“I’m so sorry there was this huge mess and I had to wash my clothes in the bathroom all because this guy ran into me and-“ Your voice was cut off as Sara pulled you in line to see the boy group walking in.

“Come and get it, Got7!” The boys did awkward waves and smiles at your group after their chant.

Your eyes narrowed almost immediately as you realized that the boy that spilled drinks all over you and then proceeded to yell at you stands across from you with his band. Go figure that he was the leader, what kind of leader does that?

“Shine forever, A1A!” You started the chant and the rest of your group bowed to the 7 boys in front of you.

“Should we start introductions?” Jaebum spoke up and you nodded in agreement.

The boys went down the line and introduced themselves with their signature saying, making some of your girls giggle at Jackson and Yugyeom.

When they finished you started your group off, “I’m Y/n, sexy and fun leader of A1A.”

You saw Jaebum nearly choke on air when you said leader, what’s so shocking about that? After the rest of your members introduced themselves your managers came over and allowed you all some time for mingling before getting down to business. Of course some of them split off to see Jackson and the others went to Jaebum because as much as you hated to admit it, they were all attractive.

You sat alone in one of the chairs, doing your best to not stare too many daggers into the back of JB’s head. When your managers came back in the room everyone stood back in their lines and listened to the run down of the collab stage coming up for MAMA.

“Everyone pair up!” The choreographer walked into the room after and clapped his hands.

You were drawn to Jinyoung and he smiled reassuringly back at you because he too was yearning to be your partner. You all stood in front of the mirror next to your partners and you followed the directions given. It seemed to be a fairly provocative stage they wanted you to perform and given the newly acquainted partners it was difficult to get into.

“Ah I can’t do this, get lunch together and get to know each other better so this isn’t so awkward.” The guy left the room and everyone looked at their respective manager for assurance.

“Go on.” They hand off their cards and you all run out of the building to the nearest bbq places that Youngjae knew of.

As you walked down the street you noticed that everyone was still with their dancing partner even though they no longer had to be. You giggled at how your best friend was blushing at something Jackson did.

“Can you hurry up?” Jaebum snapped you out of your thoughts and you scoffed again.

“What is your problem?” You pointed at him and you saw some heads turn around to watch you and JB.

“My problem? You’re the one that yelled at me this morning, I don’t want to hear it. Now hurry up, we don’t have much time to eat and I’m not getting in trouble because of how slow you walk.” Jaebum turned around before you could get a response out and your blood was boiling.

Who does he think he is?

“Ahh just ignore him Y/n, I think he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. He’s not usually like this.” Jinyoung walked next to you and rubbed his neck nervously.

“He’s the one that spilled drinks all over me and he’s the one upset? I just hope this doesn’t effect our stage.” You laughed awkwardly but thankfully you arrived at the restaurant before anything else could be said.

Lunch went well, you and Jaebum sat on opposite ends of the table due to Jinyoung’s insisting. It was a good idea to eat together because everyone got more comfortable with one another hopefully making the dance less painfully awkward.

When you arrived back at the studio everyone was glowing, well fed, and ready to dance again. The choreographer was showing your group what to do while the boys stood behind you, he swung his hips side to side and you could see the flushed faces of your friends as he instructed.

He started the music and the boys kept their hands on your hips as you slid them side to side, nearly grinding on the poor boys standing behind you. You felt Jinyoung’s hands on your hips, almost trembling which made you nervous. You knew your movements were stiff but it was nearly impossible to be fluid and each time the music would get started over if someone made a mistake.

“Oh my god Y/n!” Jaebum exclaimed and shooed Jinyoung to the side, taking his position behind you.

You felt everyone’s eyes on you as he gripped your hips and moved them himself to get you to understand what you’re supposed to do.

“Just relax, let the music move you.” Jaebum’s voice tickled the shell of your ear as you began to move your hips correctly of your own free will.

You stopped almost immediately when you heard his breath hitch, JB let go of your hips as well, realizing the dangerous situation he was in. Maybe your hip movements were a bit too fluid.

You coughed and clapped your hands together, “Alright take 5 everyone!”

The two groups hesitated taking their eyes off of you two, seemingly captivated by the show you guys were giving. Jaebum clapped again in emphasis and that finally broke their stares from you. You walked out of the room and started fanning your face and blotting your t-zone to try and soothe the blush.

“You look like a mess.” You heard the familiar voice of Jaebum say behind you.

“Shut up would you?” You snapped back at him and opened a bottle of water sitting on a nearby table.

“Back down the attitude princess, I’m older than you.” Jaebum took two long strides before he was nearly face to face with you.

“Oh! I’m so sorry oppa!! Please forgive me.” You said in a sickeningly sweet voice that made you want to vomit and by the looks of it he did too.

“You’re relentless and aggravating.” He scoffed at you and you set a hand on your hip.

“Takes one to know one.” You smirked at him and he sighed loudly.

“Watch yourself.”

“What are you gonna do about it oppa?” You made sure to pop the P and he narrowed his eyes at you before closing the space between your bodies.

Jaebum kept closing the space between you until your back was flush against the wall, he leaned down and whispered into your ear, “You don’t want to find out princess.”

You daringly looked him in the eyes as he leaned a hand against the wall, “You can’t do anything.”

His laugh was edging on maniacal as he smirked and let his lips sit mere millimeters from your own, “That’s another place you’re wrong.”

His plump lips so close to yours was tempting, so tempting that without your permission your lips puckered ever so slightly. His smirk grew into a full blown grin, knowing that the tough act you put on actually has some holes.

“Hey! Can you guys flirt another time? We have lines to practice.” Mark stuck his head out the door and you nearly jumped out of your skin.

Jaebum reacted immediately and started walking towards the studio door, leaving you against the wall and nearly breathless.

“You’re infuriating, how are you gonna tease a girl like that?” You grabbed his wrist and within a second you were pressed against the wall with his hands on your hips and his lips pressed to your own.

You reacted almost immediately as your hands found his broad shoulders and slid to the nape of his neck to toy with the short hair. You heard him groan when you bit his bottom lip and pull your head away, dragging his lip with you.

“You’re gonna drive me crazy…” He sighed and you smiled sweetly.

“Something tells me you won’t mind.” You bit your lip and ducked under his arm to head into the practice room.

Your lips curved into a smirk as he groaned and followed behind you reluctantly, it seems like he finally found his match.

Christmas present shopping w/ Boyfriend!Tom

Im starting to get into the Christmas mood y’all

Tags: @iamnesta @stormyparker @cancerous-lizard666 @feeling-straange @behxndthemask (Tell me if you wanna get tagged!!)


  • It wasn’t new to Tom that you’re the type of person that buys Christmas presents last minute
  • In fact he’s one of those people as well
  • So when Christmas was about one week away, he basically freaked out
  • You found yourself asleep in your bed,on a Saturday, at 8:30 am when suddenly a charming voice screamed
  • What a lovely way to be woken up, you thought to yourself
  • It took him about 20 minutes to get your full attention, since you both had a movie marathon last night
      • “Darlin’ could you please get up?”
      • “You screamed in my face,after having five hours of sleep, also cursing, and you expect me to be awake and in a good mood after all of that?”
  • He smiled a little, crawling towards you, starting to press small kisses all over your face, causing you to giggle
    • “I’m sorry, let me try that again. Good morning beautiful, I am very sorry to wake you up this early, but we need to get some Christmas presents. Why? Well, Christmas is in almost one week and we’re already late. So if you’d be so kind and get up, I’d be happy for the rest of the day!”
  • Honestly he’s such a div, but he’s also so cute aww
    • “Now that’s a way to be woken up. I’ll be ready in 20, alright?”
    • “Sounds good to me, love.”
  • You got up, went to the bathroom and got ready

  • While you got dressed, Tom made you some coffee (or another drink whatever you prefer)
    • “You’re ready, love?”
    • “Coming!”
      • “Looking beautiful as always. Need to keep an eye on you, don’t want anyone to take you away from me.”
        • “You’re so weird, why do I even love you?”
        • “Because I make you coffee.”
        • “Good reason. Thanks T!”
  • You were about to leave when you noticed that he just stood in the kitchen, not moving a single inch
    • “What are you up to? “
    • “I didn’t get my good morning kiss yet.”
      • “Oh my god.”
  • You quickly walked up to him and pressed a short, but sweet kiss on his lips
    • “Better?”
    • “Much better! Thanks babe.”
      • “You never call me babe, who are you?”
      • “Guess that what happens when you don’t give me my good morning kisses.”
      • “Oh shut it.”
  • And then the fun began
  • Tom has a pretty huge family, so it would take years to get a present for everyone
    • “Darling, you already have four bags, how many more do you need?”
      • “That’s just for my family, yours is coming next.”
  • Pretty boy would be shooketh
    • “But..that would take…I don’t think, oh god.”
    • “Come one babyboy, I want to get everything done by today.”
  • He’d act like a little kid, whining and looking at you with puppy eyes (I want death)
    • “Hey, it’s not my fault that you have such a big family!”
    • “Alright, alright, I’m coming… only because I love you.”
  • Honestly, he’s such a child, but how can’t you love him
    • “Love you too, little div.”
    • “Oi, that’s Harrison’s name!”
        • “You two are almost the same person, the only thing that makes you guys different are the looks.”
        • “Oh yeah, of course I look way better.”
        • “Div.”
        • “Stop it!”
        • “Never.”

  • So after another three hours of shopping you were finally done. The both of you were freezing, but both you had all the presents
    • “Good Lord, it’s fucking freezing outside. Are we in Alaska or London?”
      • “Pretty sure London is turning into the second Alaska.”
      • “You look adorable.”
        • “What?”
        • “All cozied up in your clothes. Adorable.”
        • After over two and a half years of dating, you still blushed like an idiot whenever he complimented you
        • “Awww look at you, gosh I’m so in love with you.”
  • Then it came to the present wrapping
  • Let me tell you, it always ends up in a giant mess
      • “Okay so..wait where does this..I don’t, what???”
        • “Let me help yo-“
        • “I’VE GOT THIS!”
        • “Jeez, no need to scream at me.“
          • „Sorry love, I‘m pretty sensitive when it comes to me doing manly things.“
          • Lmao what even
          • „Manly things?“
        • You didn’t want to, but you had to laugh
          • „Hey, don’t destroy my manly personality.“
          • That sentence wasn’t really helping with the laughing problem
  • It took 10 minutes to finally stop laughing. But the div he was, he just started walking out of the room
    • „I’m sorry T. Hey come back!“
      • „No.“
      • „Pleaaaaase!“
        • „No.“
        • „Let me love youuuuuu.“
        • „No.“
        • „Come on Spiderman.“
  • By that you had him in the room in less than 0.1 seconds
  • He basically sprinted to you and wrapped his arms around you like there was no tomorrow
    • „I forgive you.“
      • „Div.“
      • „Oi.“
      • „I’ll stop.“
      • „Thank you.“
      • „No problem…Spiderdiv.“
      • „Y/N!“
Im Youngmin Mafia AU
  • you were a kindergarten teacher at the elementary school in your town
  • you truly loved your job, having the ability to get students involved in school and their education
  • as the new school year started, you made sure to get to know each of the students and their families well
  • there was one student in particular, im youngjae, who you were concerned about
  • on the first day of school, he’d been dropped off by someone– they’d left so quickly you didn’t get the chance to talk to them– and he’d been whisked away at the end of the day
  • you’ve started noticing that youngjae has issues of some sort with home life
  • you do an activity with the kids about what they want to be when you grow up and he draws a GUN
  • and you’re like no sweetie guns are bad let’s draw a firefighter
  • “but daddy has a gun?”
  • and you’re like ummmmmmmm
  • so of course, when you meet im youngmin, youngjae’s father, for the parent-teacher conferences, you’re intrigued
  • he’s extremely charming, and you find yourself blushing at his small compliments, doing your best to get the conversation back to youngjae’s progression in learning the number line
  • then finally, as the end of the parent-teacher conference draws to an end, you take out the drawing of the gun, showing it to him
  • “this is what youngjae said he wanted to be when he grew up,” you said quietly, watching an array of emotions flit across his face
  • “ah,” youngmin nodded, pulling the paper towards him and tracing the crayon lines carefully
  • you watched as he shifted in his seat uncomfortably, his dress shirt shifting slightly
  • you caught sight of a tattoo on his chest– 101– and you sucked in a breath, understanding
  • while the man in front of you was obviously involved in shady business, he looked so upset about the whole thing, and you felt bad 
  • pulling the paper away, you smiled at youngmin
  • “mr. im, i just wanted to let you know about that,” you said cheerfully, “i’m sure it’s nothing to worry about. youngjae is an absolute sweetheart to have in the classroom. he’s very helpful to his peers, and does his best to understand and keep working on the tasks he’s given.”
  • “please, call me youngmin,” youngmin insisted, shaking your hand as he headed out
  • his hand was warm, and you felt like you’d been shocked
  • one day, you noticed that youngjae hadn’t been picked up after school, so you brought him back to your classroom
  • he sat there, playing with the small boardgames and puzzles that you had as you worked on your report cards, checking to make sure he was okay  every so often
  • the hours passed, and soon, it was past dinner
  • he was clearly hungry, so you dug out some goldfish and let him have that
  • “don’t tell dad, alright?” you winked at him, and youngjae giggled, nodding as he shoved a goldfish into his mouth (this is a terrible teacher btw)
  • you were worried that youngmin wasn’t showing up, but youngjae said he hadn’t said anything about him picking youngjae up late
  • you looked through the emergency contact cards you had, figuring that you would just call him and see what was up
  • on the other side of town, youngmin was tied up to a chair, glaring up at choi seungcheol of svt, blood pouring out of his mouth and ribs hurting like hell
  • “i’m not telling you where we hid the ammo,” he growled, looking up at seungcheol defiantly
  • “oh youngmin, sooner or later, you’ll have to tell us,” seungcheol smiled, holding up a hammer, “after all, you only have so many bones in your body.”
  • suddenly, a phone started ringing
  • another one of the svt members yanked the phone from youngmin’s pocket, showing the screen to seungcheol, who nodded
  • “answer it.”
  • “hello, mr. im? ah, i mean, youngmin?”
  • youngmin visibly tensed in the chair, eyes widening for a brief second. a huge grin spread across seungcheol’s face
  • “i was just calling to remind you that youngjae is still waiting for you here at the elementary school.”
  • “daddy, i wanna go home!” youngjae’s high-pitched voice echoed through the room
  • “youngmin?”
  • seungcheol ended the call, smiling down at youngjae, “i guess we won’t get to all your bones today.”
  • “leave them the hell alone,” youngmin shouted after seungcheol as he left the room, motioning for the others to untie youngmin
  • back at the school, you frowned down at the phone in your hand
  • “did daddy say anything?” youngjae asked, tugging on your sleeve, “is he on his way?”
  • “daddy’s just running late,” you replied, worried. he had responded– why hadn’t he said anything?
  • suddenly, your mind flashed back to the tattoo you’d seen on his chest
  • while youngmin was strange, he never picked youngjae up late– ever
  • he clearly cherished his son, and you couldn’t see his work, however illegal it was, getting in the way of his son’s well being
  • frowning, you dialed someone else, heart beating in your chest
  • one of your friends claimed to that one of her friends was a fairly high-up member of 101, and something about this whole situation seemed fishy
  • after getting the guy’s number from her, you quickly called him
  • “lee euiwoong, who am I speaking to?”
  • you quickly explained the situation, telling him that you were youngjae’s teacher and that you’d called youngmin and hadn’t gotten a response even though you picked up
  • euiwoong cursed, running a hand through his hair
  • he told you not to move from the school, that something might be going on
  • right after he told you that, you heard a loud series of bangs, presumably guns
  • shaking, you hung up, picking up youngjae and running to a small supply closet, hiding in there
  • “youngjae, we’re going to play a game, okay?” you said quietly, holding him close
  • youngjae was clearly scared, shaking as well
  • “we’re hiding, and we have to be as quiet as possible.”
  • youngjae nodded, and you put your arms around him, doing your best to comfort the five- year old
  • you heard loud shouting, the occasional crash, and youngjae whimpered, holding you tighter
  • suddenly, there was another series of bangs, and the sounds of fighting ensued
  • “get the classroom,” you heard someone growl
  • your heartbeat picked up, clutching youngjae tightly
  • you heard someone walk around the supply closet, and you felt hot tears running down your cheeks, thinking over and over that today was the day you were going to die
  • footsteps stopped in front of the supply closet, and you felt like the sound of your heartbeat was going to give you away
  • youngjae sniffled a tiny bit and your heart dropped as the door was wrenched open, revealing an incredibly buff guy with a disgusting grin
  • “you can’t escape n–”
  • he was cut off by the pop of a gunshot, slumping to the side in an instant
  • youngmin rushed over to the two of you, trying to lift youngjae up, but the small boy wouldn’t let go of you
  • youngmin carefully helped you up, walking you over to a chair and helping you sit down
  • “are you okay?” he asked, checking both you and youngjae for injuries
  • “we’re fine,” you assured him, “just a bit shaken up is all. you arrived just in time– thank you.”
  • youngmin stared at you, obviously pained, “i should be apologizing, i’m the one who got you into all of this.”
  • you shook your head, gently rocking youngjae back and forth, “it was those lunatics that got me into this, not you. euiwoong told me about svt.”
  • “you know about svt?” youngmin looked startled, “you know about 101?”
  • you laughed at that, “i saw your tattoo the first time we met.”
  • “and you weren’t terrified of me?” youngmin asked incredulously, “i shoot guys for a living.”
  • “youngmin, anyone who clearly has so much love for their son isn’t a bad person,” you said quietly, watching as youngjae’s eyelids fluttered shut
  • youngmin stared at you quietly, eyes looking down at youngjae before back at you
  • “(y/n),” he said softly, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, “thank you, for all you’ve done for my family.”
  • youngmin chill with the cheese a bit pls
  • you end up staying the night at his house because youngjae really won’t let go of you
  • he insists that you take the bed and he can sleep on the couch, and you feel bad but he really won’t have it any other way
  • it’s a friday night, so you’re able to stay over
  • youngjae looks so small and fragile, you feel bad that he had to experience such an intense night
  • he falls asleep and eventually lets go of you, but you can’t seem to fall asleep after such a chaotic night
  • you get up to grab a glass of water, hoping that youngmin won’t mind
  • for some reason, the glasses are on a super high shelf that you can’t reach, even on your tiptoes
  • “need some help?” youngmin apparently was having a hard time sleeping as well
  • instead of water, he made the two of you tea, and you sat at his small dinner table
  • “you know, to be honest, there’s a reason why svt targeted you specifically,” youngmin said quietly, rubbing the back of his head
  • “i thought it was because of youngjae?” you asked in confusion
  • “partially, yes,” youngmin nodded, “and maybe this isn’t the right timing to tell you this, but i like you, (y/n),” he confessed, looking over at you over his cup of tea
  • “you like me?” you frowned, “how? why?”
  • youngmin chuckled, “you’re… you’re you,” he shrugged, “and i like that.”
  • “does that mean (y/n) will be my mommy now?”
  • youngmin turned bright red lmao
  • aPPARENTLY youngjae had woken up and gone out to the kitchen to see what the fuss was about
  • “maybe not mommy,” you replied, ruffling youngjae’s messy hair, “daddy’s girlfriend, though, maybe we have a deal.”
  • youngjae nodded happily, giving you a thumbs up
  • “wait, really?” youngmin looked at you hopefully, “you’ll date me?”
  • “yes, really,” you laughed at his disbelief, “but if i get kidnapped on the first date, I’ll have to reconsider.”

thank you so so much to the anon who left this super detailed possible plot that, upon reading it again, i’m realizing was meant for jonghyun, jung jung or eunki, so for theirs i will DEF try to incorporate something similar w/kids, but thank you again!

BTS Reaction: Them being a Professor/ Teacher and you confessing to them (Hyung Line)

Request: Could you please do the Bts Reaction of them being your professor/teacher and you confessing but with the Hyung Line, pretty please?? I loved your reaction 💕 Thank you.

[Maknae line]

Warning: Slight smut

A/N: I got way too carried away, especially with Namjoon’s…#Notguilty

Seokjin (School nurse):

You were in the track and field and you were known as the fastest field sprinter. Today was the day where you were competing with other schools and you were already a nervous wreck. Jin was the school nurse, well known for his incredible good looks and a hot topic in the school. You were a popular patient, coming in his office with simple knee scrapes and minor feet injuries. His window is just outside the track field, giving him the perfect view of you on the tracks, preparing a round of hurdling. Jin hoped you wouldn’t get injured too badly.

The gun fired and you were set, sprinting as fast as you could. You jumped over the first hurdle with no problem and you continued until you jumped over the second one, smiling to yourself after succeeding in it to. As you jumped over the third one, Jin’s eyes widened. You felt one of your feet hit one of the hurdles, causing you to trip and land on the ground hard. Jin’s heart was racing when he saw your face twist in pain and he knew that your foot was in serious pain.

You woke up to a white ceiling in front of you and you slowly sat up and looked around and realize you were in the nurse office. You smiled when you saw Jin sitting behind his desk. You were about to get up when you felt a throbbing pain on your foot. Jin heard your wincing and he shot his head towards you holding your bandaged ankle. He quickly got up and rushed over to you. He was surprised to see tears brimming in your eyes, at first he thought it was because of the pain but it wasn’t when you started talking. “The school relied on me and now I just disappointed them…” You said and it slowly pissed Jin off. He pinned you down the bed and you let out a gasp. “You are not a failure…you never were…” He said and you just wrapped your arms around his neck and crashed your lips on his. His eyes widened but quickly closed and returned the kiss with much passion. His body slowly lowered to rest on your body.

The next day, girls started whispering at the of sight Jin. Walking down the hallway with his usual white coat but his neck covered with love bites. He saw you at one of the lockers and all he could do was send you a wink, leaving you a blushing mess.

Yoongi (Music Teacher):

It was time for the end of the year project and each of your classmates had to choose what type of project they want to do. Some want to make furniture, some wanted to do a research project. You decided you compose your own piano piece, hoping to also impress the good-looking music teacher Min Yoongi. At first, he warned you it will be difficult but you never let that get to you. You slowly gotten closer to Yoongi after every private lesson you had but you slowly pushed the feelings aside.

You were alone in the music room, on the grand piano that lied in the middle of the room to finish off the final part of the piano piece. You were so concentrated in the song that you didn’t here Yoongi coming in. As he entered, a smile graced on his face as he saw you playing the piano passionately. He leaned against the wall, watching you playing your song from behind. As you finally finished, you smiled proudly at yourself. “It sounds beautiful…” You jumped at the low voice and looked behind you to see Yoongi leaning against the wall smirking.

“It’s finally done…” You smiled and he walked over to sit next to you, and slowly played the beginning of your piece. After many private lessons, he already knew how to play your beautiful piece. You played together with him, one tone higher than he was playing, giving out a really nice harmony. As you finished, he turned to look at you and you turned to see him staring at your lips. He leaned in but stopped just inches between your lips, as if he was asking for your permission. You pressed your lips against him, the kiss starting off sweet until it became a full on make out session. You felt his hand slowly sliding from your neck to your inner tighs, slowly caressing it.

“Let’s continue this at my place shall we…?

Hoseok (Dance Teacher):

The dance festival is soon coming up and it is popular for young individuals to show off their dance moves. Hoseok, who was your dance teacher, expected a lot from your group and you were training from morning to late evening. You were slowly getting frustrated at a certain step that you couldn’t get and it was slowly getting late. “Alright guys, you did a great job. Let’s continue tomorrow morning.” Everyone just took their bags and left but you just collapsed on the floor and groan in frustration.

Hoseok was wiping is sweat off with a towel when he heard groaning in the room and placed the towel down to see your body on the floor panting and covered in sweat. The sight for Hoseok was…tempting. He gulped and walked over to you. “Y/N? What’s wrong?” You looked up to see Hoseok looking down and you slowly started to blush. “Oh…um…there is a certain step in the dance that I can’t seem to get.” You said with a frown. Hoseok stretched his arm for you to grab and you gladly grabbed it. “Come on, I can fix that.” He said with a smile.

After a half an hour of working on that specific step, you smiled to yourself when you finally got it right. “Thank you so much Mr. Jeon…” You said and he just smiled in reply. He slowly walked over to you and he was so close that you could feel heat coming from his body. “You have a strong personality Y/N…and I admire that…” You looked up to see his face so close to you, if you leaned a little closer you could just kiss him on the spot. “You confuse me sometimes…” You whispered and Hoseok tilted his head in confusion. “How?” He asked. “Everything you do just makes it difficult to not like you.” You confessed and it took time for Hoseok to understood what you said before crashing his lips on yours. You were shocked at first but you went for it anyways, your hands going up to grab his hair. Hoseok’s hands went to the back of your thighs, wanting you to jump up to wrap your legs around his face and you did. He slowly walked to the mirror until you feel the cool mirror pressing against your back.

He was kissing your neck when he said something that made you all hot and bothered.

“Tell me Y/N. How do you feel about doing it here in a room filled with mirrors?”

Namjoon (School Librarian):

Usually when people mention a school librarian, they normally think about an old grumpy ladies always scolding you for bring in books one day late. But the librarian you had was young, and very good looking, always sitting behind the desk with his feet propped up on the table and reading a book. You’ve always came to the library for new arrivals, even before Namjoon came to work at the library. Namjoon has seen your presence in the library before and he couldn’t help but think you were beautiful. He was always in his usual reading position, but when you came in, his eyes would leave the page and glance at you.

It was a normal school day and the day new books were coming in the library. You walked over to the new arrival section with a smile but you soon frowned to see the book you were excited to read missing. You turned to see Namjoon in his reading position and you gulped. If you want to know what happened with the book, that meant you had to talk to him.

You slowly walked to him and his nose was still in the book until you cleared your throat and Namjoon looked at you and got so surprise that he almost dropped the book. You looked at the book and realized he was the one reading the book you were looking for. You shook your head and gave him and apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, nevermind…” You were about to walk away when Namjoon quickly got up and grabbed your wrist. “No! tell me what it is?” It was the first time he was talking to you, and he really wanted to engage a conversation. “It’s just…I was looking for the new book that just came here but you were reading it so it’s fine…” You said with a smile and Namjoon quickly let go of your wrist and gave you the book. “Please take it…” “Are you sure…?” He nodded and you thanked him. “Is there anything else you need?” He didn’t want to stop talking to you. “Yeah, im looking for a book about marine biology, its for a biology project.” “I know where it is.” He said before walking off to a certain section and you just followed close behind.

You saw him reach out two books that was lying on the top shelf, which gave you the time to admire his perfect body proportion. “Here” You shook your head and blushed at the thought. “Ah~thank you.” “Are you okay? Your face is pretty red…” He said as he leaned closer to place his large hands on your cheek. You just quickly took the opportunity and pressed your lips against his, his eyes widening but quickly returned the kiss. His hand fell to you ass and squeezed it, a small moan left your lips  and you were thankful there were no people at the section. The light moan made Namjoon seeze the opportunity to use his tongue to fight his dominance against the kiss.

“Finally” He whipered.

I know it’s a pic but damn those arms *^*

winner is having a comeback!!!
i just saw and so here, have some winner hp!au stuff


  • gryffindor prefect who wishes he was the head boy but is fine with his job because it’s still important,,,,,,,if only the first years weren’t the only ones who listened to him,,,, 
  • plays on the quidditch team, is a beater 
  • is really good at muggle music because he taught himself to play guitar the manual way (didn’t drink a potion or put a spell on the instrument to play itself 
  • even though seunghoon teased him about for a whole semester)
  • does ok in all his other classes but has a knack for divination even though he hides it from his classmates who make fun of the subject
  • you’re pretty sure he isn’t lying when he reads one of the tea leaves and tells someone they’re going to fail their OWLs because the person who he said it to literally sleeps in every class you have with them 
  • so you go over and ask seungyoon to read yours and he’s like “sure,,,,is there something you’re interest in knowing specifically?”
  • and you put your hands up on the desk and shrug like “how about my love life?" 
  • seungyoon kind of flusters for a second but agrees and as he’s looking at the leaf he frowns and is like "there’s not much, which means something is going to happen really really soon-" 
  • and just as he’s about to finish seunghoon walks by and is like "i heard you were watching seungyoon games over the weekend, was it fun?” To you 
  • and you’re like hOON SHUT UP but he’s just chuckling like a madman before skipping away and seungyoon is like “you came to watch me play?” and you’re like m,,,maybe,,,,yes 
  • and he suddenly gets a bit pink in the face and he’s well,,,,if you have time after this i can teach you some tricks on the broom????? and you’re like OMG id love that 
  • and long story short he didn’t see anything in the tea leaves because,,,,,after he teaches you some stuff you guys decide you’ll have a proper date at diagon alley,,,,,next week hehe 


  • hufflepuff whose part of herbology club and likes plants,,,,,,,,and being nice to people,,,,,,,,,,
  • and is fiercely loyal to his friends because people like to downplay hufflepuff’s as serious, studios wizards but,,,,,,if one of his friends gets hurt jinwoo is the first person to perform healing spells and to put himself on the line to protect those close to him
  • but he’s all like,,,,,,,,,,the most handsome wizard ever,,,,,,,,,like he’s famous among the entire school and other schools overseas because like Have you Seen his Perfect Face
  • when his photo got printed in the newspaper for a discovery by the club he was in on a new kind of magical plant, the newspaper literally was sold out. that has never happened????? but everyone wanted his moving image for themselves?????? jinwoo’s impact
  • you’re his underclassman but you really like herbology just like him and you’ve got a first press copy of “one thousand magical herbs and fungi” and phyllida spore is literally your Idol
  • and no one has ever really shown interest as passionately as you do, especially with how outspoken you are during club meetings and how you even insist that you guys shouldn’t be scared to go into the dark forest to find more samples of plants
  • and sometimes your overexcited voice and overflowing knowledge gets on other students nerves, but jinwoo,,,,,,,,really sees you only have good intentions to learn and so if he hears anyone start whispering something mean he mutters a spell under his breath that makes it impossible for them to speak above a certain volume for a bit
  • and he thinks you don’t notice, he thinks he’s doing a great job at being subtle but you do know
  • and you,,,,,,,,are really thankful but you’re way too shy to ever approach him and thank him,,,,,,,,,until one day it’s just you two left in the club room
  • and jinwoo is humming softly, using his wand to put away all the chairs and books and you’re watching the way he’s so gentle when handling a wand and performing magic and it makes you just like him more
  • and you’re like “,,,,upperclassman if i can say something,,,,,” and jinwoo is like “go ahead!” and you’re like swallowing your fear and you’re like tHANK YOU !!!!!!! FOR PROTECting,,,,,mE,,,,,,,,,i know i can get annoying and talk too much but you always try to hide peoples negative thoughts from me,,,,,,,,,and i-it’s very sweet and im very happy for you,,,,,,,,i really like having you,,,,,,,,,,on my side!!!!!!!
  • and jinwoo is so shocked that he almost drops his wand and the chair floating mid air almost breaks but he manages to regain his wand and you rush to catch the chair before it comes crashing down
  • and jinwoo is blushing, bringing up his sleeve to shield his face and he’s like “so,,,,,,you’ve known all along what ive been up to?” and you’re like “Yes,,,,,,,,,,,it’s very nice,,,,,,of you” and he’s like “then if it’s ok, ill keep doing it?” and you’re like !!!!!! please do and then you see him smile as he lowers his sleeve and he’s like “ill always be on your side, does this mean i can count you to be on mine?”


  • ravenclaw who looks like he shouldn’t be in ravenclaw,,,,,,,because everyone is prime and proper and mino doesn’t even bother tying his tie correctly or wearing his robe to class
  • and his broom? it breaks every month. the poor thing is falling apart its been bandaged so many times that seungyoon thinks mino is a flying hazard when he gets on it
  • surprisingly though,,,,,,he takes studying serious. especially transfiguration.
  • is actually a metamorphmagus, meaning he was born with the skill to alter his appearance to look like a completely different person. his hair and eye color change along with his emotions,,,,,,,he’s kinda learned how to control but it’s still something that happens
  • “im not mad seunghoon. i promise.” “mino, your hair turned red and your eyes are swirling into a dark black abyss, i can tell that you’re mad.”
  • doesn’t talk about it much, but he wants to be an auror,,,,,,,,,because like it’s such a cool job and no matter how messy he might present himself to be or laidback,,,,,he can be really serious and determined
  • is in a punk band called ‘gremlins and goblins” along with seunghoon. neither of them play instruments they really just scream into mics and fool around LOL
  • you’ve always been super jealous of mino’s abilities as a metamorphmagus because you have to be born as one to be able to transform like that
  • and for a while you tried to teach yourself spells that would at least let you change hair color or your nose or something but it’s super hard
  • and mino’s just,,,,,,,,so good at it because it’s natural and when everyone in class is like “turn into the professor before they get here!!!” and mino does it in like the blink of an eye and everyone is like wOW
  • and you’re just like,,,,,,,,,,,,,why can’t i make my magic strong enough to do that
  • and mino’s sweet so he’s always nice to you and you kinda act cold out of your own jealousy and accord
  • until one day he’s got to sit next to you in class and transfiguration of all,,,,and you’re like grumbling to yourself and the teacher is like “alright, we’re gonna turn a dinner plate into a mushroom!” and you’re like omg this is such an easy spell,,,,,
  • and you do it in a flash and mino,,,,,,,you see is struggling even though he has the highest scores for this class???? and you’re like “um,,,,,are you ok? are you sick?” and mino chuckles and he’s like “nope, ive just always been bad at this one.” and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,let me help
  • and you help him repeat the spell and you’re like leaning over to help re position his wand
  • and like,,,,,,,wow you’re the one helping mino,,,,,,the top student and he’s smiling at you and thanking you and ok,,,,,,what,,,,,,he’s so cute,,,,,,um,,,,,,,,who,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,allowed?? him??
  • and after class mino catch up with you and ok seriously he looks so cute with his shirt untucked and his tie loose around his neck and his ravenclaw scarf thrown over his shoulder and he’s like “OWLS are coming up and you’re super smart, we should study together?”
  • and you’re like “oh,,,,like a study group?” and mino laughs embarrassingly and he’s like “is it bad that im kinda hoping it’s a study DATE instead?”
  • you: drops your wand lfkjdgsmgg


  • slytherin troublemaker and captain/seeker of the houses quidditch team
  • likes to play pranks on everyone. even the house ghost, the bloody baron
  • is only passing his classes because he has to to be able to stay captain,,,,,,,,,,pretty sure he has some method of cheating but like,,,,,,who knows,,,,,,,tbh seunghoon is probably the most cunning in that whole house and that’s what the house is known for so can you imagine,,,,,,
  • tried to smuggle in a dog onto the platform when taking the train to school, but it was confiscated and seunghoon was forced to make due with only his frog,,,,,,,
  • like mino, he’s part of ‘gremlins and goblins’, and his lyrics are all incoherent noises and sometimes lowkey disses at some of the teachers at school and mino is like bro,,,,,,,,,,,we can’t and seunghoon is like bro,,,,,,,,,no one listens to this “music” but us let me talk shit about the charms professor-”
  • seunghoon is actually an animagus. and most people are shocked because to become one you need a lot of patience, the process is super long
  • but he did it, and his form is the same as his patronus,,,,,,a cheetah 
  • and he shows it off like all the god damn time like WE GET IT you’re an animagus seunghoon sit down before you knock something over with your long limbs or your cheetah tail
  • and ,,,,,,,, there’s a certain person seunghoon likes to show off the most to,,,,,,,that person is you
  • and most of the time you just roll your eyes and play off his corny pick up lines and that time he drank a potion to be able to imitate your favorite actor at the time
  • and like,,,,,,you’ve been friends with him for a while so you really just think it’s all teasing so you don’t take it seriously
  • not until one day he’s trying to show you a cool trick on his broom, but end ups falling back first onto the hard floor of the hallway and you hear something crack and you’re like seunghoon,,,,,,,SEUNGHOON
  • and you drop down and move his head into your lap and you’re like turning his head this way and that and you’re like “can you lift your hand???? leg???? listen if you can’t ill levitate you and get you to the-”
  • and seunghoon suddenly starts chuckling and you’re like ???????
  • and he’s like “i knew it,,,,,,,,you do actually care about me. so are you free after the match this afternoon, i know we’re gonna win and as a victory gift how about you let me take you on a da-”
  • and you’re like oh my god did you fall down on PURPOSE and you take out your wand like “im going to seriously poof off your eyebrows for that”
  • and seunghoon is like nOOO spare my handsome face, which you totally like, pleaaaaaaaase
  • and you really wanna do it because he messed with you but at the same time you just sigh and you’re like getting up
  • and seunghoon is like “wait - where are you goi-”
  • and you’re walking down the hall and with your wand you pick up his broom without looking and use it to thunk him on the head and you’re like
  • “pick me up after the game. you better win.”  

bonus their patronus’: seungyoon = brown bear, jinwoo = deer, mino = coyote, seunghoon =cheetah 

anonymous asked:

Hi! Can you please do a RFA+V reacts to an MC that constantly trash talks Rika please ❤️

A/N: God damn I hate Rika lemme at her ~Admin 404

if y'all are reading this and actually like Rika im sorry but she can catch these fists

(EDIT DUE TO ALL OF THE RECENT V/RIKA DISCOURSE: seriously guys i do respect if you like Rika, but you have to respect if I dont like her, okay? We’re human, we like and dislike different people and that is okay. Just be respectful, because honestly? Attacking others due to what they like is just /fucked/ up, okay? I love you all so please;; ^^;;)


           -MC please stop that

           -He like WORSHIPS his cousin

           -Even after everything is done he still does and he just

           -Why would you say such nasty things about his cousin??? MC that isn’t alright

           -Throws fits all the time. Full on will pout and throw himself to the floor until you apologize

           -HATES IT

           -Loves you, but hates the things you say about his cousin

           -He’s very loving to absolutely everyone and cannot wrap his head around why you would say such mean things about his own family???

           -You work on keeping your opinions to yourself and he’s so proud of you <3

           - but you mainly hold your tongue because you love him and yandere yoosung is scary




           -He thought Rika was really sweet!

           -Of course he was closer with V than he was with Rika and all, but he never saw a reason to dislike her

           -Every time you go to say something bad about her, he’s right there with a finger to your lips

           -“No MC, you don’t talk ill about people, it makes you ugly on the inside”

           - you talk bad about jumin though so like um should we talk about that zen

           -Now yes, you’re allowed to have you opinions, as long as you express them without hate

           -Hate is very strong, MC, don’t just throw it around

           -Eventually you just…kinda stop? Because you don’t end up saying anything anyway since he’s always right there to remind you that it’s bad to talk about people


           -She wasn’t very close to Rika (Since she joined the RFA late and all)

           -But she thought she was a nice and kind person

           - so pure so innocent

           -So when you say something negative about her the first time she’s surprised

           -First, she never expected you to be the type to talk shit about others

           -Second she just can’t see why you would say such things about Rika???

           -Most of the time she just lets you say what you want because they weren’t close enough to know what she was truly like and defend her

           -Like she can’t confirm nor deny that she’s crazy, it’s your opinion and she can’t change that

           -Isn’t the type to talk shit but she’s definitely down for a little gossip if you wanna tone it down a bit

           -As long as you take into consideration other people’s feelings  *coughYoosungcough* and don’t say anything to intentionally harm someone, whatever MC


           -“MC you shouldn’t talk like that”

           - i can talk how i wanna thank you very much mr trustfund kid

           -He obviously knows she’s done some bad things but he can’t talk ill about her

           -Sure he used to have feelings for her and all but that’s not what keeps him from being negative

           -He’s just not the type so see a point in it

           -What will talking shit bring you? What will it fix? What use is it? There is no use for it

           -You can talk all you want but most of the time he just stays quiet and lets it slide

           -But some of the words that come out of your mouth MC, how can such a pretty mouth say such dirty words

           - lets see how dirty your mouth can get, wink wonk im soRRY

           -Just please don’t say anything extremely rude, he doesn’t like it, people deserve some sort of level of respect


           -Preeeetty sure he’d hate her at the end of it all because???

           -She brain washed his brother and all this shit?????

           -No thank you

           -Wouldn’t say anything when you say negative things about her

           -Gets quiet and just nods

           -He doesn’t bring anything up but if you’re already talking about her, he’ll input his opinion if you want it

           -Actually thinks it’s a little funny? Because you’re just so feisty and just bring it up randomly

           -Y'all could be laying in bed, 2 AM, almost asleep, and you just whisper “god I hate her”

           -And he can’t help but laugh because it’s just so out of nowhere

           -Just wow MC, you can hold a grudge can’t you?


           -MC that was the love of his life at one time

           -Yes, he knows that she’s crazy but he still loved her

           -Yes, he loves you now, but still

           -He isn’t the type to hold grudges or to really talk ill about someone

           -Understands that you’re angry about everything she’s done and everything she’s put him through

           -Lowkey takes it as a compliment because wow you love me this much to hate this person

           -But is also like “MC hate is a strong word- MC YOU SHOULDN’T CALL ANYONE THAT NAME THAT IS A BAD WORD”

           - okay but listen v,,,,, am i wrong???? no i am not

           -Just quietly listens to you rant and say what you want most of the time because you’re allowed to have your own opinions

           -But you can’t help but apologize because?? He’s so sweet and it’s kind of heartbreaking to talk about his past love that way when it was very obvious he really loved her


           -“Fuck her she’s crazy” “I know right?”

           -Seriously I think he’d talk shit too

           -Like sure at one point he was like “THIS IS MY SAVIOUR” but once he’s gotten help and like out of her control

           -Wouldn’t you talk shit too??

           -At the beginning I’m sure he’d get angry and tell you to just knock it off

           -But as time goes on I think he’d start to realize how terrible she really is

           -So go ahead MC, trash talk all you want

           -He’ll just nod along or tell you some things you didn’t even know about her

           -Loves the fire you get in your eyes when you talk about it though because WOW

           -You care about him that much??? To have these feelings towards her??? That strongly???

Lucky. (Hoshi Smut)

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Friend zone - 1


You had had a crush on your best friend for as long as you could remember, there was definitely no doubt about that. He never saw you that way and it was best that you came to terms with that. It didn’t help when he got a girlfriend and you were forced to get rid of your feelings. It didn’t help at all.

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Originally posted by you-made-me-again

Genre: Angst

Admin: Nova

Word Count: 2.1k


Extremely triggering, mentions of suicide, suicide attempts, mentions of rape, small rape section.
Please be aware I don’t want this to be extremely triggering but I will have a part of that and I hope it is still readable to others.
I want my stories to be real without sugar coating anything but I will try my best to minimize it if possible.

College seemed like the dream life. All in all, it was. You were away from your parents, siblings, and you got to be roommates with your best friend since elementary school. You were a couple of hours away from your hometown but got to live in the city going to school in your dream university. Your high school years were finally over, they weren’t terrible but you were thankful to be an adult.

“Y/n I’m going to class then I’m going to hang out with the guys.” Jungkook informed, keys in hand along with his school supplies. You nodded over to him from where you sat on the couch as he headed towards the door.

“Alright, have fun!” You yelled out.

“See you tonight!” and the door slammed shut.

You sighed throwing your head back against the sofa.

Jungkook. Your best friend since elementary school, and your crush. Of course the whole ordeal was never planned, for so many years you both saw each other as siblings. That was until a childish high school party when you were sophomores and a game of 7 minutes of heaven forced the both of you to stay locked in a closet. Nothing happened but the first few minutes you two stood in awkwardness before Jungkook caved in and laughed at the situation. The rest of the night was filled with giggles from you two and it was never mentioned again.

While the night carried on you couldn’t help but think of the possibilities.

What if.

From then on you started noticing things about Jungkook that best friends usually wouldn’t. You didn’t let your feelings contradict your abilities of being a great friend. You knew Jungkook didn’t feel the same way, and slowly but surely, you were getting over him.

Your phone rang suddenly, scaring you a bit out from your daze. You struggled to find it hidden between the couch cushions but you found it and quickly answered.

“Tae! What’s up?” You asked, out of breath.

“Y/n! Gosh I haven’t heard your voice in forever how are you?”

You laughed, “Tae we hung out yesterday, and I’m fine how are you?”

“Y/n it seems like forever. That’s great, i’m great. Let’s hang out tonight.”

“Aren’t you hanging out with Jungkook?” You questioned recalling Jungkook mentioning his plans before leaving.

“Hm, no he didn’t mention wanting to hang out today when I talked to him this morning.”

“Oh, well sure let’s hang out.”

“Great! I’ll be by to pick you up at seven alright?”

“Alright, I’ll see you later.” You laughed and hung up the phone. It was only noon so you decided you were going to stay on the couch for a bit.

Seven O’clock rolled around faster than you expected. You dressed casual with a simple pair of jeans, a flannel, and a plain top. You sat on the couch bored waiting for Taehyung and secretly Jungkook. You hadn’t heard from him since earlier, you wished he would have been honest and told you where he was really going since it wasn’t with the guys but there wasn’t anything you could do now.

There was a light knock on your door and you hurried over to unlock it opening it to Taehyung who stood before you with his famous boxy smile.

“Hey Y/n, ready?”

“Yep!” You smiled and walked out closing the door behind you making sure to lock it.

“Where are we going by the way?” You asked as you two began walking down the hall together. Taehyung slung his arm over your shoulders.

“Just getting a bite to eat with everyone then we were thinking of watching a movie afterwards.”

“Sounds fun, glad you called or else I would have been on the couch all day.”

“Would have?” Taehyung laughed. “Y/n you were on the couch all day.” You rolled your eyes but you knew he was right. It only took you thirty minutes to get ready and you were planted on the sofa before that.

You and Taehyung arrived at a small restaurant you and everyone else hung out at. The seven boys showed you this hidden building and you were very thankful as it had become your hang out spot for the eight of you. You had showed it to a few other friends but you never invited them while you were out with the boys because it was a precious space for all of you.

You walked into the warm building, the smell of fresh meal filling your senses and your mouth began to water thinking about you own meal. It was the same feeling you got when you first walked through the doors. Jungkook had introduced you to his new classmates outside and you all ate knowing only a little about one another. Months passes and you all were close friends.

“Y/n!” The boys sang in unison. Namjoon was the first to stand up and greet you in a hug followed by Hoseok, Jimin, Jin, and lastly Yoongi. You gave them all warm hugs and took a seat in between Jimin and Jin as they handed you your menu. You said a small thank you and began reading through the menu. It was useless as you always ordered the same thing but you did it anyway.

“How come Kookie didn’t come?” Jimin asked you.

“He said he had made plans with you guys but Tae said he didn’t mention anything so I don’t know.” You shrugged.

“Wasn’t he going out tonight with that girl he’s been seeing?” Hobi cut in. Your body stiffened as you turned over to him with a confused look.

“Kookie has been seeing someone?” You asked. “He never told me-”

“He didn’t even tell us, we had to pressure him into spilling.” Namjoon shrugged.

“Wait wait.” Tae waved his arms over the table as if to silence everyone who wasn’t talking. “How come I’m barely finding this out?” He exclaimed in disbelief. The boys laughed except for Jimin who was reassuringly patting your knee.

“You always make a big deal.” Suga admitted plainly.

“And that is an excuse for not telling me? Im hurt, really I am.” He placed his hand over his heart.

Everyone smiled and carried onto another conversation. You turned to Jimin whispering softly to him so no one else could hear. “You knew?”

Jimin sighed and nodded, a look of guilt washing over him. “I’m sorry Y/n I didn’t want to hurt you.”

You quickly shook your head and rubbed his hand reassuringly. “No I get it, don’t worry. Thank you for caring.” You and Jimin exchanged sad smiles before turning back to the group and joining in on their pointless conversation.

Jimin was the only one who knew about your feelings. He was the only one who caught you staring at Jungkook longer than needed and looking at him a certain way. Once he had noticed he wouldn’t leave you alone till you told him the reasons why.

The conversations continued the boys bickering and you laughing at them. They were currently scolding Jin for accidentally taking your plate and eating it straight away.

“We ordered the same thing how was I supposed to know?”Jin exclaimed trying to defend his case.

“You know Y/n doesn’t get all that random stuff on her food.” Yoongi scolded.

“Who’s older here?” Jin stood from his seat pushing his chest out trying to look intimidating but failing miserably. You couldn’t breathe from all the laughter. Everyone’s laughter died down but you continued to die of laughter.

“Jungkookie what are you doing here?” Namjoon spoke over your giggle fit. You laughter died down as you looked up at Jungkook who stood by your table with a pretty petite girl clung to his arm.

“Oh, Yuna and I were going to eat then head to the movies.” Jungkook said nervously looking over the table with slight shock.

“Is this her? Its nice to meet you.” Hobi smiled politely at her and waved. Everyone else murmured small hello’s and nice to meet you’s. You waved at her and gave her a soft smile saying a polite hello. You were being nice but your stomach was knotting.

“Yuna, these are my friends Hoseok, Namjoon, Yoongi, Jin, Jimin, and–Y/n” Jungkook paused before saying your name but continued nonetheless.

“Oh it’s lovely meeting you all! Jungkook talks about you all a lot.” She smiled shyly.

“Ah, he talks about me the most doesn’t he?” Jin said cockily.

“I think it’s even.” She laughed. “I’ve never heard of you Y/n it’s nice to meet you.”She placed her hand out towards you. You paused for a moment, your heart feeling like it was about to burst out of your chest. Why hadn’t he even mentioned me? You finally placed your hand in hers and shook it giving her a small smile.

“ Are you dating..?” She nodded her head towards Jimin who was sitting beside you. Your eyes widened and you brought your hands up in defense chuckling. Both you and Jimin gave continuous no’s.

Jungkook scratched his neck from behind Yuna nervously looking at you with a sorry expression. “Actually, Y/n is my roomate.”

That hurt just as much. You were just his roommate. You decided to let it go, maybe she wouldn’t have wanted to hear that you were his best friend.

“Oh! I’m sorry,” She laughed. “Nice to meet all of you.”

“Why don’t you two join us at the movies? We’re going now anyways.” Namjoon offered.

“Ah I don’t know hyung, we haven’t eaten yet.” Jungkook said biting his lip and shifting on both his feet.

“Kookie let’s go, I want to get to know your friends.” Yuna intervened with a cheerful smile.

“You sure we won’t intrude?” Jungkook asked almost scared of the answer. Everyone yelled out no’s and you only smiled.

Maybe this will help, maybe you’ll get over him.

“You guys are fine don’t worry,” You chuckled, wanting to be welcoming. “We we’re going to watch that new rom-com.”

“Y/n made us, we wanted to see the new horror movie.” Jin groaned and slouched in his seat.

“Don’t act tough, you wanted to see it just as much as her.” Yoongi laughed.

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Well I’m stuffed, should we head out?” Hobi asked patting his stomach. Everyone nodded and stood from their seats. Everyone filed out from the restaurant and into the city streets where passersby walked mindlessly.

“So how is this going to work?” Yoongi asked referring to who was going to ride with who since everyone met up at the restaurant.

“Well I rode with Jin and Jimin, Yoongi and Hobi rode together and Y/n walked with Tae.” Namjoon spoke.

“I drove with Yuna, so if Y/n and Tae want to join they can.” Jungkook offered.

“No it’s fine really, Tae and I can just ride with Hobi and Yoongs.” You said and Tae nodded in agreement beside you. Jungkook nodded with a small smiled and dug his hands into his pockets.

“Great it’s settled, let’s hit the road!” Jin clapped his hands and turned around beginning to walk over to his car and everyone else followed before walking to their own cars.

You and Tae climbed into the back seat of Yoongi’s car settling yourself in and laying your head on Tae’s shoulder once he got in as well. You were tired and had an urge to make up an excuse so you could go home and not have to see Jungkook with Yuna but you already promised the boys you would hang out with them and had no other choice.

Just ignore them.

It was extremely difficult to ignore them.

Surprisingly the theater had been full, leaving a limited amount of seats. You all wanted to sit next to each other rather than having to be sat in different areas but the only row that you all like contained 8 seats. You offered to sit by yourself as you didn’t feel he best either way but everyone disagreed and practically strapped you down to the second to last empty seat beside Jimin. Jungkook and Yuna were the only ones left standing. Jungkook spotted two empty seats on the other side of the theater but Yuna shook her head and sat Jungkook down into the empty seat beside you and sat on his lap.

You didn’t dare look at the two. You kept your eyes focused on the large screen in front of you barely comprehending what the plot was about because your mind was all over the place.

“Y/n are you alright?” Jungkook asked softly in your ear with concern. You turned to him and nodded in response with a smile.

“Everything is fine don’t worry. Pass me the popcorn please?”

The rest of the night was filled with giggles coming from the couple beside you and buttery covered mouth and fingers, because stuffing your face with food was better than being slowly hurt by your best friend.

SELFISH (Part 5) - Stiles Stilinski smut

Title: Babysitting Isn’t Too Hard, Right?

Summary: After a last-minute arrangement, you and Stiles are roped into babysitting for Lydia. What commences is a night full of bonding, babies and sex. Hot sex.

Word count: 6.8k

Warnings: We’re back at it again with the smut! ;) Nothing too intense, just your standard m/f sex + dirty talk.

A/N: I wrote in Lydia’s kid for the sole reason of having a babysitting chapter ngl. Can you blame me? Stiles with a kid is cute as fuck. Siiiiiigh. Anyway. I’m pretty fond of this part so I hope ya like it too! Please let me know if you did :)

Song of the part: Hold Me Down - Halsey


Originally posted by dylanobriengirl

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VOMIT WARNING (I know some people don’t like that, so just a warning)

Because I’m spiraling into a Voltron writing obsession, here’s another college AU, based loosely on my own experiences ayyyyyy *finger guns*

(Also you should definitely send me some prompts because I want to write more Voltron but don’t know what else to write)

“So I was thinking we could-” Keith started, but was once again, for what must have been the hundredth time today, cut off by Lance.

“-Hey, have you guys seen that video?”

Keith and Hunk groaned in frustration.

Shiro sighed. “You did it again, Lance.”

Keith let out an exasperated sigh. “Lance! You can’t keep-Lance! I’m talking to you. Will you pay attention for like, FIVE minutes? Or even TWO?”

Lance snapped his attention back to Keith. “Hmm?”

Keith clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling in his chest. Lance was completely unable to focus. On ANYTHING. He had been distracted and disruptive all day, bouncing off the walls and going off on tangents that were completely unrelated to what anybody was talking about.

Keith was exhausted just trying to keep up with him. Even Shiro, ever patient Shiro, was growing frustrated with him.

“What’s WITH you today?”

“I…uh…too much coffee, I guess.” Lance said, glancing around uncomfortably before hopping out of his seat and grabbing all his stuff.

“Lance, what’s going o-”

“-I have to go do homework!”

Keith, Shiro and Hunk watched as Lance hurried off.

“What…was that?” Hunk asked. “I mean he’s always been…crazy but not like THIS.”

“Uh…coffee, apparently.” Shiro frowned.

Lance burst into his room, his heart pounding in his chest. He was just annoying everyone, but he couldn’t help it. He tried, he tried SO hard, but he was completely and totally unable to focus.

He had completely forgotten to take his medication this morning, and he didn’t realize it until nearly five PM, and by that time it was too late. If he took it now, he wouldn’t sleep that night, and he needed to sleep.

He knew it was a lost cause, but he was going to try and get some studying done.

Instead of studying, he found himself spinning in his desk chair, staring up at the ceiling to count the tiles.

While he was spinning, some Velcro from one of his projects caught his eye, and before he knew it, he was taping half of it to the wall, and half to his hands.

Keith walked in right as he was about to launch himself off the bed and onto the wall.


“Yes, roomie?” Lance asked, bouncing up and down on the bed lightly.

“What the hell are you doing? Get down!”

“I wanted to be SpiderMan.”

“You wanted to be spider-get down!” He cried, throwing his hands in the air. “I thought you were studying.”

“I was going to…but then I got sidetracked.” He said, slowly coming to a standstill.

“Okay, this,” Keith said, gesturing from the wall to Lance, “is NOT a good idea. Seriously.”

Lance sighed. “Yeah I guess you’re right - hey have you seen that video?”

Keith pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t…you need to be a bit more specific. What video are you talking about?”

“The…uh…guy who ate weed brownies and thought he was dead. Ooh! There’s this really good show on Netflix. The Flash, have you heard of it?Season one isn’t great, but it gets better. Have you watched it?”

Keith blinked. “No, I haven’t. Lance, are you alright?”

“Peachy. Why?”

“You’re all over the place, man.”

Lance’s face hardened, and he got off the bed and went to sit at his desk. “I told you. I had too much coffee.”


Keith sat on his bed, facing Lance. 

He watched as Lance struggled to calm himself enough to focus. 

He watched as Lance tapped his pencil on the desk incessantly and rolled back and forth in his chair while he stared at his laptop. He must have gotten up fifteen times to go walk to their mini fridge and walk back to his seat.

Then, Lance straightened in his chair and pressed a hand to his stomach. A grimace crossed his face and he stood up.

“Lance? Are you okay?”

“Stomachache.” He bit out, gritting his teeth as he climbed into bed.

Keith frowned. “Are you going to be sick?”

“I don’t…maybe.” He groaned.

“What happened? You were fine literally a minute ago.”

“I’m fine. Leave me alone.” He groaned, curling into himself as tightly as possible.


“-I’m FINE. This happens a lot. Leave me alone.”

“What do you mean?” He demanded. “Do you need to see a doctor?”

Lance let out a heavy sigh. “I have…nnngh…I have ADHD.”

“That…what does that have to do with your stomach?”

“I forgot to take my meds. This is a side effect.”

“Oh shit.” Keith said, his eyebrows shooting up. “Do you need anything?”

“I just need to…r-ride it out.” He groaned, gripping the blankets and writhing in pain. Sharp, stabbing, cramping pains were shooting across his abdomen in waves.

“Are you sure?”

Lance just groaned in pain, pressing his face into the pillow.

“Okay, I’m calling Shiro.”


“-it’s not up for discussion, Lance.” He said firmly.

Lance whimpered in pain, squeezing his eyes shut.

Keith dialed Shiro’s number, keeping his eyes on Lance.

“Hey, Keith.”

“Shiro, we need you over here.”

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s Lance.”

“What happened with Lance?”

“He has a really bad stomachache…he’s writhing in pain in bed and I don’t know what to do.”

“Does he have a fever?”

“I don’t-Lance, do you have a fever?”

“No, idiot. I don’t have a fever.” Lance spat. “I’m not SICK, you don’t need to call Sh-Shiro…I’m f-ngggh.”

Keith rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t have a fever.”

“Give him something for the pain, I’ll be there soon.”

A wave of nausea rolled over him, and he got out of bed and made a b-line for the bathroom.

Lance slammed the door shut, and leaned over the toilet to empty his stomach. When he emerged from the bathroom, pale and shaky, Shiro was there.

“Are you alright?” He asked, pressing his hand to Lance’s cheek.

Lance batted his hand away. “I’m fine.”

Throwing up almost always brought relief when this happened. He felt mostly better, his stomach still hurt but it was nowhere as bad as before.

“You’re not fine.” Shiro said, shaking his head. Lance groaned, thoroughly irritated at all the attention he was getting.

Keith pursed his lips. “He says it’s a side effect from not taking his medication.”

Shiro frowned. “What? What medication?”

Lance clenched his jaw. “I have ADHD. I forgot to take my medication and that’s why I was so unbearable today.”

“Lance, you weren’t-”

“I annoyed you…I know I was.  I knew when I kept cutting you off.  I know how annoying I get when I don’t take them…I tried really hard to stop…to be normal, but I couldn’t.  I’m sorry.” Lance said, his eyes filling with tears. 

“Look,” Shiro started.  “I’ll admit…I was getting frustrated.”

“Me too, but dude, it wasn’t just that you were annoying.  We knew something was up, you’re not usually this…uh…”

“All over the place.” Shiro supplied. 

“Yeah, that.  You’re not usually all over the place like this.”

“We were just worried.” 

Lance looked at them.  “You were?”

Both Shiro and Keith nodded.  “Yeah.”

Lance sighed.  “I don’t really tell people,..ever.”

“Why wouldn’t you tell us?” Shiro asked. “We’re your friends. Did you think we’d judge you?”

“Well…yeah…kind of.” Lance muttered, bringing his eyes to the floor.

Keith shook his head. “Why would we judge you for that? So what? What…uh…is ADHD?”

Lance rubbed his forehead. “Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. I can’t focus, basically. Look, as much as I’d love to continue this…health lesson…I’m exhausted.”

Shiro nodded. “Yeah…thank you though, for telling us. We don’t think any less of you, you know.”

Lance hung his head, rubbing the back of his neck. “I appreciate that, thanks.”

“Get some sleep, feel better.” Shiro said, clapping him on the back. “Call me if you need anything else.”

Keith walked him to the door as Lance got back into bed. “Thanks, Shiro.”