and the look on hope's face

ranmin10  asked:

i love your reaction bc its long and with every details, can i have bts reaction when they're sad and feel self-esteem about their body so their GF order them to take of their clothes and start to kiss every inch of their skin and tell them how beautiful they look(you can make fluff or smut as you're comfortable with of cores!!!)

Hi cutie, I took the liberty of slightly changing the pitch so each members can have a different story without having to follow the same storyline. I find it a little more fun to read :) I still tried to keep it close to your request and I hope you’ll like it ! Thank youuu


Originally posted by rapnamu

It’s 11pm and Namjoon’s still in his studio, sitting on the couch near the door, staring at his phone. He scrolls through ARMY’s twitter accounts, getting lost in the immensity of their precious fanbase. He tries to do that as soon as he has a little bit of time or when inspiration is lacking, and it’s always a pleasure. But this time, it’s rather unpleasant. Namjoon found an ARMY who spends a lot of time responding to haters, and so he found some antis accounts. He did’nt think it was still so virulent and didn’t expect to read such horrible things about him. It brutally brought him back to early years of his career when insults on his physique used to hurt him a lot. He then hears your steps getting closer and locks his phone when the door opens. You come in with a big smile, a bag containing a pack of beer, sweets and other kinds of snacks in your hand. You put it on the coffee table and bend down to kiss your boyfriend. Namjoon knows it will take you barely 5 seconds to notice that something is bothering him and indeed, you immediately ask in a worried voice if there’s something wrong. Namjoon sighs and, as you sit next to him, runs a hand on the back of his neck while he tells you why he doesn’t feel very well. He also knows that you’ll get a little upset and could almost predict word for word what you’re about to say. « Why are you looking at this trash ? And why do you even care about what those kids are saying ? ». Namjoon doesn’t want to look at you, he knows what kind of annoyed glance you’re gonna throw him. He unlocks his iPhone and scrolls the anti’s comments while saying in a quiet voice : « I know I shouldn’t care about it… And I see all the compliments I get when I tweet selcas… But it still hurts. I don’t know why but it particularly affects me today. ». Namjoon hears your sigh but he doesn’t want to take his eyes off his screen. As he straightens his glasses on his nose, you take the opportunity to take his phone from his hands. Namjoon didn’t expect it and quickly turns his head towards you, his lips parting to complain but you don’t give him time to say anything. You throw his phone on the other side of the couch and sit on his lap while you put a finger on his mouth. « You’re the most beautiful thing in the whole entire universe, Kim Namjoon. I’ll not let some jealous assholes hurt you. I’m gonna find them, and I’m gonna kill them. ». Namjoon looks at you with big, surprised eyes before he snorts. He lowers his eyes, his fingers touching the sides of your thighs, feeling a bit better but not as much I you wish it was. He feels your fingers on his chin and he raises his head, his eyes into yours. Your smile is soft, tender, almost enough to warm his entire body. You take off his black beanie, running your hand through his hair and making him shiver, and then takes off his round shaped glasses. When he feels your hands against his cheeks, Namjoon feels his throat tightening. You stare at him, your sweet smile not leaving your lips, making Namjoon soft as fuck. You look at all the details of his face and finally say in a soft voice : « I don’t know if I told you that before but sometimes when I stare at your face, my heart beats so fast my breath is cut. It happened all the time before we even started dating & it still happens a lot. And I’m sure you don’t even know it. ». Namjoon lightly presses his fingers on your thighs without realizing it and lets out a small laugh in a breath. He knows you really want to cheer him up, but he doubts it’s as true as you say. You seem to guess his thoughts but stay silent. You take his hand and put it against your neck, positioning his index and middle finger above the vein just below your ear. When he feels how fast your heart beats, Namjoon slightly shudders and raises his eyebrows. He puts both hands against your neck, suddenly feeling worried. « Are you okay, babe ? ». Your warm hands come to rest above his as you whisper : « Every time I stare at your face, babe… Every damn time… You’re so beautiful…». Your voice breaks a little as you’re taken aback by emotion, and Namjoon grunts when he sees your eyes getting filled with tears. But you’re still smiling and it makes him feel some type of way. Namjoon feels his heart tightening, realizing how easily your smile can made his sadness disappears. He closes his eyes when you begin to lay thousands of kisses on his face and his arms closes around your waist to press you against him. He shudders with each of your kisses and ends up looking for your mouth that he easily finds, your soft lips still the only remedy to his sadness.


Originally posted by jeonyween

Tae opens the door of his bedroom and finds you lying on his bed, reading a book with music on. As he closes the door, a sad smile appears on his lips as you lift your head to smile at him. He falls on the bed and lays beside you, his head resting on his arm so that he can be above you. You close your book and ask him what’s wrong, because you know something is wrong, obviously. Taehyung doesn’t answer right away, not knowing which words to choose. After a short moment of reflexion, he puts his hand on his belly and sadly pats it while asking : « Do you think my tummy is gross ? ». The look you give him could have made him laugh if he wasn’t so upset. You slightly straighten up and ask : « Are you serious right now ? No, you can’t be serious. Right ? ». Tae pretends not to have heard what you just said and sighs while continuing to pat his belly before pulling on his skin You raise your eyes to the sky and grab his hand to make him stop. « I tell you all the time that it’s the cutest thing ever. All the internet thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. Why are you saying that all of the sudden ? ». Taehyung can see your annoyance in your eyes but he can’t help but continue to pout : « I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting a little too chubby… Look at my cheeks… ». This time, you almost stand on your knees to get your eyes at the same level as his, and Tae grins at your annoyed tone : « Did someone said something to you ? Who is it ? When did it happened?! Tell me. ». Taehyung sighs and confesses that one of his stylists has made a joke on his weight and since then he hasn’t stop thinking about it. Tae knows it’s stupid but it hurt him. And seeing you roll your eyes again doesn’t really makes it better. He’s even a little scared when you get angry : « Gosh, Tae ! It was a joke ! She’s always joking around and you love it… Since when do you care about what anybody think about your body ? Or anything else ? ». Tae abruptly responds, not wanting to hear what he already knows : « I don’t know ! I don’t know… I’m not always confident, you know… ». He immediately sees the change in your eyes as those last words comes in a breath. He almost sighs when your hand gently strokes his cheek as you whisper : « You’re the cutest man in the world, do you know that ? ». Taehyung shudders under the caress of your hand and lets himself go when you turn him on his back to straddle him. The sweet smell of your skin invades him as you bend over to kiss his cheeks, his jaw, his neck. His fingers clenches on your butt when you start to unbutton his shirt. Tae sighs, slightly shaking : « What… What are you doing…? ». His eyes meet yours when you sit up : « I’m showing you how obsessed I am with your body… ». This time, a shiver runs down his spine. Once the shirt is completely unbuttoned, you start to kiss his belly. Tae grunts when your teeth and tongue joins the dance, causing strange waves of heat in his lower abdomen. When you start to undo his belt, your tongue rolling on the skin below his belly button, his hand immediately grabs your hair, making you sigh against his clothed hardness. He never feels as good as when he feels your hot breath against his crotch, wonderful sign of a near explosion of pleasure caused by your pretty mouth.


Originally posted by seokjinstae-moved

Jin plugs in the hair dryer and begins to dry his hair in front of his bedroom’s mirror. He sighs when he sees you thought the mirror as you take a picture, a silly smile on your lips. Jin asks you to stop, which you answer by sticking his tongue out, continuing to lovingly watch your screen as you take other shots of your boyfriend. Jin turns off the hair dryer and takes your phone from the hands : « stop… I’m not in the mood. ». This is the first time he speaks to you with such a cold tone but he only realizes it after when he sees your sad and worried look. He puts down the hair dryer and looks at you : « Sorry… It’s just that I’m not looking good today and It kinda pisses me off. ». He looks at you as you get up to get closer to him, your eyes still filled with worries. You try to make him smile : « What happened to my worldwide handsome boyfriend ? ». Jin laughs in a breath and shrugs his shoulders, not knowing what to say. He happens to have bad days, and unfortunately you’re witnessing one today. When your arms wraps around his waist and your bodies moves closer, Jin lowers his head and softly says, as if he was ashamed : « I’m getting old, right ? My face is not as young as before, and I don’t know… I feel really ugly today ». You make a sad pout that makes him smile, finding you absolutely adorable. Your arms slide over his waist to grab his shirt and you say : « You look like you’re seventeen, babe… Maybe you’re getting blind, I don’t know… Because when I look at you, all I can see is your delicious lips, your beautiful eyes, your perfect face who’s driving me crazy, as well as your body, so much that I’m already touching it… ». Jin looks down to actually see that your hands are passing under his shirt. He can’t help but snorts when you take off his shirt, your eyes full of sparkles when they land on his broad shoulders. This simple view is enough for Jin to feel jolts of arousal running through his veins. As your fingers brushes the skin just above his belly button, you say with a mischievous smile rising on your lips: « I’m obsessed with every single inch of your body… ». Seokjin puts his hands on your cheeks and brings you closer to him, unable to refrain his need to kiss you, but your words stops him. « And do you know what I like the most ? ». The tone of your voice is even smoother than it was just a few seconds ago, causing a new wave of heat in you’re boyfriend’s body. « The one thing you hate the most… ». Jin can’t think straight when you talk to him like that, when you look at him like that. You lightly turn your head to slide his thumb into your mouth, passing it along your tongue. This time, Jin clearly feels his member twitching under his boxers. The thrill that runs through his spine almost makes him lose his balance but you hold him firmly against you, licking his thumb and then taking his index in your mouth as well. You look so naughty Jin can’t think of anything else but getting your tongue elsewhere.


Originally posted by sosjimin

You’re comfortably seated in the living room’s couch, Hoseok’s arm around your neck, caressing your skin just below your collarbone. You look at a big american blockbuster, a good old useless movie which its only interest is to entertain you both with huge explosions every ten minutes. While the hero is fighting bare hands against a gang of villains, the camera focused on his powerful chest, Hoseok sighs : « Aaaah… I wish I had a strong body like his… ». You shrug your shoulders as if to say that it doesn’t matter for you but Hoseok doesn’t seems to agree : « Look at him… He’s ten times more attractive than me. ». This time, he feels your furious gaze on him and slowly turns his eyes on you, wondering if he hasn’t just made a mistake. You don’t even have to talk, your eyes clearly saying « Don’t try me, bitch », but Hobi can’t help it and pouts : « Don’t look at me like that. You know it would be a lot better if I was more muscular… ». He’s forced to lean down with you when as you grab the remote control to pause the movie. You look at him intensely, your fingers passing against his jaw, and say : « Some really stupid things comes out of your mouth, sometimes. Are you aware of that ? Look at you… ». You lean over and gently kiss his jaw, whispering between each kisses : « You already are the most attractive man on the planet…». Hoseok finally smirks, his hands pressing your ass to make you climb on him. Once you’re on his thighs, you have full access to his neck and slide your tongue on it, feeling Hoseok’s grunt vibrating in his chest. He notices how thin the fabric of your sweatpants is as he can feel your warmth against his growing member. When you start to move his T-shirt up to remove it, Hoseok suddenly returns to reality and grabs your hands to stop you : « Jungkook and Jimin are in the dorm, are you crazy ? ». You remain deaf to his words, your tongue still rolling against his neck’ skin. Hoseok hisses, clutching his fingers against your thighs, knowing very well that it’ll soon be impossible for him to fight back if you keep teasing him. Hobi finds himself shirtless in a blank of an eye, shivering under the caress of your fingers on his toned chest. He sighs when he sees you biting your lip as you trace the define lines of his abs, opening your mouth to sigh as well : « Fuck baby… You’re so hot… ». Hoseok always feels desired when your eyes are on his body, but this time, this feeling is much stronger. He knows that the boys can walk on you at any moment, he knows he’s about to tear your panties off in the middle of the living room that he shares with his seven brothers, he knows he should put a stop to this situation that’s getting wilder and wilder, but he’s unable to do anything. He cups your cheeks to kiss you with passion, making you sigh against his mouth, Hoseok having no trouble swallowing your moan when his crotch grinds against your burning core.


Originally posted by sugagifs

It’s very late when you hear the boys geting back fro their night out. Taehyung, Jungkook & Yoongi went out to eat lamb skewers, a great excuse to actually get drunk as fuck. Yoongi loves to take his children to drink outside for whatever reason. Anyway, when you hear their heavy footsteps in the hallway and their cheesy « good night », you start to smile. It seems like they went hard, tonight. When Yoongi leans against the door after opening it and grunts « annyeonghaseyo, baby », you can easily guess his level of intoxication : high. You hold a laugh behind your hand while Yoongi staggers to the bed before falling on it, his head first. When he lets out a long groan, you lean over his back and caress his shoulders : « What’s wrong ? ». Yoongi sighs :  « Tae made fun of my height… And then, they took both of my arms and it looked like they were two aliens abducting a little kid…  Like, I’m their Hyung, for fuck’ sake… They laughed at me… And they’re right. I’m short as fuck. And ugly. ». You bite your upper lip, fighting the laughter rising in your throat, your fingers clenching on his shoulder. He seems really pissed off by this and you can’t laugh even if the fact that he’s so drunk makes the scene too funny not to giggle. Yoongi never says that kind of things, so he must have really been hurt by it. You gently roll him over so he’s on his back and Yoongi grows a long ass whine, his hands resting on his belly and his usual judging face on. You shift yourself on him and bend over to kiss his nose : « You’re not short, you’re cute… ». Yoongi grunts and you kiss his cheek : « You’re not ugly, how dare you… You’re the most beautiful man in the world… ». Yoongi snorts, his hand slowly moving down on the small of your back. « This is too cheesy, I’m not drunk enough for this shit ». You hiss between your teeth and gives him a threatening look but that doesn’t seem to affect him at all. « Oh, Sir Min Yoongi doesn’t like it ? ». This time, Yoongi doesn’t keep his poker face on and clenches his jaw as a warning, reminding you not to cross the line. You tilt your head to the side and whisper : « Aggressive is more his style, right ? ». You bend over and kiss him with all the lust, all the roughness you got. Yoongi doesn’t close his eyes, watching you show your dominance before he takes it back by force, not knowing that you’ll not give in easily. You put his wrists over his head and attack his neck, taking his skin between your teeth to leave your mark. Yoongi hisses, his hips rising dangerously, not wanting to admit that you drive him crazy when you try so hard to take control. You lick him down to his collarbone and take the risk of releasing his wrists to pull up his sweatshirt. Yoongi knows he should take the opportunity to take back the control of the situation but the alcohol makes him much more sensitive to the things you do. He lets you remove his sweater and doesn’t even complain about your roughness. He only wants one thing : feel your lips and your tongue on his body. His hands freezes in the air when start to kiss his chest, your tongue suddenly flipping on his nipple. Yoongi grunts, making you smile against his skin. Your boyfriend’s hands comes to rest on your arms, stroking your burning skin while you continue to move down on his chest. Between each kiss, between each lick, you whisper : « Ugly… How can you even… I swear one day I’m… I’m gonna punch this gorgeous face of yours… ». You lift your head when you suddenly hear his snort and holds a moan when his hand closes around your throat to bring you back to him. He rolls over you and puts himself above you, his hand sliding on your neck to rest against your cheek. He looks down on your lips and raises his eyes to look into yours : « You’re crazy… But I love you… ». You pull him against your lips to silent a growing moan as his words makes you shudder. Yoongi passionately responds to your kiss, his chest pressed against your breasts, your nipples hardening under the friction. Then, as his lips goes down to your neck and then back to your ear, he murmurs in a mischievous voice : « Now I’m gonna eat you out… What were the world ? Ah, yeah… Agressive style. »


Originally posted by sugasnae

You received his text half an hour ago but you’re already at the dorm’s door. Hoseok invites you in and tells you that Jimin went straight to their bedroom without saying a word but nobody really knows why. You sigh, unfortunately knowing why your boyfriend is so sad. When you asked him how his photo shoot went, Jimin responds was harsh : « It’s was the worst. I don’t want to talk, sorry. I love you. ». Oh no Park Jimin, it will not happen like that, there’s no way you’re gonna let him mope alone in his room. You cross the hallway and open the door, slowly moving your head in the embrasure not to startle him. However, he’s not likely to see you because he’s hidden under a huge blanket that’s three times his size. You gently close the door and sing his name in a soft voice as you approach the bed. Jimmy doesn’t move, as if you didn’t exist. You sit on the bed, put your hand on what you guess to be his hip and whisper : « Baby ? Come out… ». Jimin shakes as if to say « no » and when you shake his thigh back, he moans : « No… I really feel bad right now… ». You sigh and hug his shoulders, somehow managing to position yourself well without crushing him under your weight. You pat his chest, your own chest pressed against his shoulder blades, and said with a soothing tone : « I’m sure the pictures looks great ». Jimin snorts and growls : « Of course you think I look great, you’re my girlfriend… But trust me, it was horrible… I looked like an angry ghost… Aiisssh… ». You slightly tighten your grip on Jimin and pout : « Yah ! So what ? Since I’m your girlfriend I’m blinded by love and lust ? Huh ?! Of course I find you attractive, but I haven’t always been your girlfriend… And I’ve always been attracted to you ! Isn’t that the only thing that matters, in the end ? You being pretty for yourself, for ARMY and for me ?! ». Jimin leaves a small silence before mumbling : « Y-Yeah… But-». He stops talking as soon as he feels you moving to get up, the bed suddenly becoming too empty. He can’t hold back a curse when you lift the blanket in the air, a cold breeze running on his curled body. You slip under the blanket, the day light barely filtering through the thick fabric, and crawls to your boyfriend. You slide against his back and pass your hand under his arm to stroke his chest. Jimin sighs but doesn’t want to admit that he was waiting for that hug since he left the studio. You rest your chin on his shoulder and whisper in his ear : « I know you’re upset but you’re gonna be over it soon. I’m not even worried about it since you’e the cutest and the sexiest man in the world. Besides… Isn’t the way I look at you the most important thing ? And the way that, no matter how much time passes, I still can’t take my eyes off of you when we’re in the same room ? ». You feel a slight grunt vibrating in his chest and smile, pleased to see that he’s very close to give in. You move your hand down with infinite slowness, pulling his sweatshirt up to easily pass your hand underneath the fabric. You stroke his warm skin and softly pinch his nipple, making him moan as his back arches in arousal. You move your mouth a little closer to his ear, whispering softly : « What about the fact that you always manage to get me wet just with the sight of your body, just with how good it feels against mine…? ». Jimin gasps when you suddenly slide your hand under his sweatpants to grab his member through his boxers. You palm his growing erection and try to keep control of yourself (despite the fact that Jimin has grabbed your thigh in a grunt). You whisper one last time : « Isn’t it all that matters ? ». Your tongue slips against his ear, making Jimin bucks his hips as you keep stroking his hard member. He pants : « Yes… Y-Yes baby… ». You kiss his neck and finally gives him what he seems to crave, his face wriggling under the tiny friction you offer him. When Jimin finally feels your fingers closing around his cock, his body melts with yours as he passes his hand behind your neck to kiss you, sighing hard against your mouth.


Originally posted by celinet7

You join Jungkook in the bathroom while he cleans his face after his shower. You smile as you watch his face disappearing under a white cloud and turn your attention back to your toothbrush. A mouthwash and hop, here you are, ready to sleep in your boyfriend’s arms. Jungkook passes a towel over his face after rinsing it and sighs when he puts it back on the counter. He gets closer to the mirror and inspects his cheeks, frowning when he sees that he has a lot of pimples. You look at him without saying a word, seeing how much he’s upset. He moisturizes his face and takes another look before hissing : « I’m disgusting… ». You let out a disapproving growl and wrap your arms around his waist, getting on tiptoe so you can rest your chin on his shoulder and look at him through the mirror when you say : « Don’t say that… ». Jungkook doesn’t see the tender look you give him as he continues to look at his cheeks. He grumbles : « I’m saying it because it’s true, look ! It’s driving me crazy… I can’t even look at myself. ». He looks away and washes his hands silently as you bite your lip, wanting to find the right words to comfort him. You kiss him between his shoulder blades and whine : « You’re the most beautiful thing on earth, I can’t let you say that ! ». Jungkook laughs at the sound of your childish voice and watches you move around to get in front of him, your hands moving up on his chest. He only wears a towel wrapped around his waist and his beauty momentarily cuts your breath. « Lift me up », you ask, smiling when Jungkook easily lifts you up to put you on the counter. You put your hands on his neck and brush the tips of your fingers on his cheek. Jungkook tightens his embrace around your waist, comfortably wedged between your legs, his eyes never leaving yours. They’re like a thousand shining stars, wandering on his face as if you were looking at an angel. Jungkook sighs, his breath a little cut off when you put your hands on his cheeks, a soft smile on your lips. « You’re human, babyboy… It’s okay to have skin problems sometimes. You still look absolutely beautiful… ». You rest your lips on his, feeling his hand pressed against the small of your back and you trace a path of kisses along his jaw to come against his ear. You whisper : « Just look at you… ». You slightly lower your shoulder so Jungkook can see his own reflection, his mouth slightly opened because of your warm breath against his ear that increases the rhythm of his breathing. You meet his eyes as you run your hand against his neck. « Breathtaking… ». You laugh in a breath when you see Jungkook’ smirk through the mirror, the ultimate sign that you won. You lay kisses on his cheeks, your hand stroking his neck before Jungkook attacks your mouth in a needy kiss, making you moan when he deliberately grinds on you and takes advantage of your separated lips to slip his tongue to meet yours.

Suga Daddy: Part 11

Suga Daddy: Part 11 (m)

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: smut, angst, language, dom!Yoongi, choking and dirty talk

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi comes with you to Jungkook’s graduation.

I think there might be just a few chapters left. 

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten

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Failed Deception

Anon asked:  “can you do a taehyung bad boy scenario like you did with yoongi and hoseok? i just found them and theyre so cutee 💓💓”


PAIRING: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Badboy AU!, Fluff
Word count: 1.5k


 Taehyung wants to hold your hand and kiss you but he doesnt want to ruin his bad boy image

A/N: You guys are really liking this whole bad boy thing huh!Thank you for liking my other scenarios and thank you so much for requesting this one. I enjoyed writing and I hope you enjoy reading it!! Also I might just make this into a series since only 3 more members are left :)

Others members: Yoongi ver // Hoseok ver // Jeongguk ver 


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

When Taehyung had asked you out on a date you hadn’t expected for it to be at a carnival. You were expecting something along the lines of a club where you would have to wear some skimpy dress, and probably spend the night coughing your lungs out because of all the smoke vapours and pungent alcohol smell. But you were very surprised when Taehyung unwrapped the blindfold and your eyes had fallen on the giant ferris wheel and a crowd of people bustling from place to place having a good time.

“You like it?” he smiled warmly at you. You shook your head looking around trying to soak in the beautiful sight. He was worried that you didn’t like it and was about to offer to take you to a place of your choice but you interrupted him. “I love it” you whispered and as soon as the reassuring words had left your mouth his frown disappeared and his face lit up with a bright smile. One that made your heart race.

As soon as you approached the booth to buy your tickets , Taehyung found himself to be on the receiving end of a shocked stare. You had to stop yourself from giggling because you understood the sentiment. After all Taehyung wasn’t someone who usually frequented such domestic events, rather everyone expected to find him at some underground joint getting high. Understanding why he was being stared at, Tae opted to glare at the guy and hissed under his breath some very colourful swear words that had the young man in front of you fumbling with the tickets.

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thoughts & actions || b.b

Relationship: Librarian!Bucky x Reader

Summary: After getting a job at your local library, you overhear your boss say something to Bucky that absolutely breaks your heart and shatters his. Though Buck acts strong, you know you need to help him, and you do. 

Warnings: angst (baby boy buck gets hurt), fluff

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: it makes me wanna vom just thinking about someone be this mean to fragile librarian!bucky ok

Finding a job was harder than you thought, especially for a student who didn’t have too much time and wasn’t looking for anything full-time. You went through many interviews, all of which said you were a good candidate if it weren’t for your lack of availability. 

You almost gave up hope, figuring it was hopeless and useless to use your free time on job interviews where you’d ultimately get rejected. That was until you saw the small sign hanging outside of your local library. 

Part-time help wanted. 

It was written in an almost discernible font, the letters looking like scribbles. Still you managed to get the words out with a little bit of deduction. You snapped a picture on your phone so you wouldn’t forget before making your way home, making a mental note to yourself to check it out tomorrow. 

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BTS Scenario - seeing you at a fansign and being attracted to you


  • High key flirts with you
  • Tries to keep you with him
  • Touches you a lot
  • Holds your hands
  • Acts either super cute or super sexy
  • Probably writes a note in your book about how he wishes he could see you again

Originally posted by allforbts


  • Honestly probably shy
  • Looks alright but is screaming and panicking inside
  • If you do something cute he will blush
  • Aegyo
  • Look right into your eyes when he’s talking
  • Looks at you while you’re talking, trying to remember your face

Originally posted by sugasuite


  • Will tell you how adorable you are
  • Heart smile
  • Low key checks you out while you’re with the other members
  • Leans in closer to you while you’re talking
  • Looks at your lips a lot
  • Draws little hearts around his autograph

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


  • Covers his face to hide his blush and smile
  • Tells you that he hopes you come see him again
  • Autographs really fast to have more face to face time
  • Aegyo. Lots of aegyo
  • Low key shy
  • Totally talks about you to the others when you leave

Originally posted by kthspjm


  • Absolute cutie
  • Smiles constantly
  • His face goes completely red
  • Did I mention how cute he is?
  • Holds your hand after the obligatory hand size comparison
  • Cutely waves bye to you as you move on

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


  • Body smiles galore
  • “Awe you’re so adorable!”
  • Holds your hand and runs his thumb over your index as you’re talking
  • Confident in his words as he speaks to you
  • Tells you he hopes to see you sometime soon
  • Thinks of you for the rest of the fansign

Originally posted by taehyungieluv


  • Shy baby
  • Looks at the floor when you compliment him
  • Scared he’ll mess up his words and embarrass himself
  • Red faced
  • Watches you as you walk away
  • Gushes about you to jimin or taehyung later on

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

- Liv


  • i used to want to save the world.
  • what one does when faced with the truth is more difficult than you think.
  • i learned this the hard way. 
  • and now, i will never be the same.
  • where are you going?
  • a scorpion must sting, a wolf must hunt. 
  • what if i promise to be careful?
  • fighting does not make you a hero. 
  • war is nothing to hope for. 
  • can i see it?
  • it’s beautiful. 
  • you’re safe, and there is nothing you should concern yourself with. 
  • you keep doubting yourself. 
  • you are stronger than you believe. 
  • are you hurt?
  • i love her as you do.
  • you’re a man. 
  • don’t i look like one?
  • men are easily corrupted. 
  • is it true you saved his life?
  • you let this little thing tell you what to do?
  • you can either do nothing, or you can do something.
  • i am willing to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves.
  • who will i be if i stay?
  • it’s hideous. 
  • a deal is a promise, and a promise is unbreakable. 
  • you’ve got to put down the sword. 
  • is there anything else you want to show me?
  • this is a terrible idea. 
  • who gets paid for honour?
  • i am both frightened and aroused. 
  • you should be very proud. 
  • everyone is fighting their own battles.
  • i may as well teach you how to dance. 
  • they call us heroes. 
  • i don’t drink.
  • we work well together.
  • now i see that you’re attention is, elsewhere. 
  • you know nothing of the gods. 
  • what i do is not up to you. 
  • you don’t believe me. 
  • what are you?
  • why are they still fighting?
  • they don’t deserve our help. 
  • we’re all to blame. 
  • it’s not about deserve, it’s about what you believe.
  • i believe in love. 
  • i am not your enemy.  
  • i wish we had more time. 
  • i love you. 
  • you can save the world. 
  • only love can truly save the world. 

🎭 Jealous Drake Walker would include 🎭

▪ Drake usually isn’t the type to get jealous

▫ he knows you’d never betray him and that you like him

▪ and ONLY him

▫ but it’s hard for him to stay rational when rich dudes try to flirt with you

▪ or look at you with hungry eyes, as if you’re some kind of trophy to win

▫ it angers him to see you with that fake smile on your lips and that bored look on your face

▪ especially because he can’t intervene

▫ and it’s killing him to see you with Liam

▪ his best friend

▫ the reason you were actually here in the first place

▪ the way the new King looks at you, with so much hope and love

▫ that’s the first time he feels something burn deep inside him

▪ and he wants to take you away

▫ away from court, away from the royalty and from the king

▪ to have you all to himself

▫ but he soon catches himself, thinking that it’s selfish to think that way

▪ but can you blame him?

▫ you were the first one that understood him

▪ the first one to be as bitter as he is

▫ the first Lady that enjoyed a nice whiskey and burnt marshmallows as much as he did

▪ and when you look at him it’s like the whole court wouldn’t exist anymore

▫ it’s just the two of you for the blink of an eye

▪ and then he sees you

▫ swaying to the music with another man under the light of the beautiful chandelier

▪ with a wonderful dress over your skin, hugging you in all the right places

▫ and he has to look away and leave the ballroom

▪ drake couldn’t see the dissapointment on your face

▫ he’d try to get his act together, to think about something different, to-

▪ that’s when he feels your hand on his arm

▫ and he freezes

▪ stands completely still, not even turning you way

▫ “Drake? Is everything alright?”

▪ your face wouldn’t be more than a soft whisper

▫ vanishing into thin air when he finally faces you

▪ “Yeah,… Of course!”

▫ but you don’t believe him

▪ why would you, right?

▫ he’s not one to actually sound cheery at a time like this

▪ “You’re lying. I know you Drake.” - “Do you now?”

▫ you’d be concerned by now, softly taking his hand in yours, carressing his knuckles with your thumb

▪ (and you know it would be bad when people see you like this)

▫ but you don’t really care, all you want is to make sure that Drake is happy again

▪ “Look, go inside again. Dance the night away for all I care. It’s stupid anyway.”

▫ his words cut you deeper than you’d think, hurting you with their sharp edges

▪ “It’s not when it upsets you so much. You know that you can tell me.” - “I’m- I’m jealous, okay? I’m jealous of all those men that get to hold you. That can talk to you and kiss your cheeks and hands. That can make you laugh when everybody is around. That get to-”

▫ you won’t let him finish

▪ you’d rather grab his handsome face and press your lips against his, kissing him hard and with so much care

▫ and you’d desperatly hope that he knows what you can’t tell him

Alice in Wonderland (2010)  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Have I gone mad?“
  • “This is impossible.“
  • “I’d rather you didn’t.“
  • “Off with their heads!“
  • “Only if you believe it is.“
  • “That is an excellent practice.“
  • “Alright, that’s enough chatter.“
  • “At least let me bind it for you?“
  • “Wait! You can’t leave me here!”
  • “I’ll be fine as soon as I wake up.“
  • “And who is this lovely creature?“
  • “There’s some debate about that.“
  • “It is far better to be feared… than loved.“
  • “Do you think I’ve gone ‘round the bend?“
  • “Why is it you’re always too small or too tall?“
  • “If you’re hiding her, you will lose your heads.“
  • “I happen to love rabbits, especially white ones.“
  • “Suit yourself. As long as I can get at your neck.“
  • “What an idea. What a mad, crazy, wonderful idea.“
  • “You need to talk to someone about these delusions.”
  • “I outgrew them. I’ve been growing an awful lot, lately.“
  • “Have you any idea why a raven is like a writing desk?“
  • “All this talk of blood and slaying has put me off my tea.“
  • “So, my old foe, we meet on the battlefield, once again.“
  • “Don’t worry. I’ll find something useful to do with my life.”
  • “When that day comes, I shall futterwacken… vigorously.“
  • “I love you, but this is my life. I’ll decide what to do with it.”
  • “It looks like you ran afoul of something with wicked claws.“
  • “I’m not slaying anything. I don’t slay, so put it out of your mind.”
  • “I can’t help you if you don’t even know who you are, stupid girl.“
  • “When you step out to face that creature, you will step out alone.”
  • “So, I’ve come to you, hoping you might understand what it’s like.“
  • “You used to be much more…“muchier.” You’ve lost your muchness.“
  • “You cannot live your life to please others. The choice must be yours.”
  • “Sometimes, I believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast.“
  • “You’re not the right man for me. And there’s that trouble with your digestion.“
  • “I’m afraid so. You’re entirely bonkers. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.“
  • “Who’s to say what is ‘proper’? What if it was agreed that ‘proper’ was wearing a codfish on your head? Would you wear it?”
Empty Cupboards

“You sure you are not coming?” Steve asked for the 1000th time.

Bucky rolled his eyes and gave a look to his best friend. Steve released a tired sign. He did not want to leave Bucky alone. He simply continued to packing his bag. Soon he was ready to leave. Both friends walked back to common room together in silence.

“Will you be okay?” Steve asked again. Now Bucky was annoyed.

“Just get the hell out of here.” He hissed.

Before Steve could say anything they were interrupted by an excited voice.

“You ready?” Wanda asked. Her eyes were shining with childlike excitement. Both the super soldiers smiled at return.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go.” She ran to helicarrier, pulling Steve with her. Bucky shook his head and followed them.

Most of the team members were present there. Some talking to others, while some were checking through their stuffs. Tony was taking them to some private island for vacation. Everyone agreed to the plan excitedly for many reasons.

i.                     There was no mission coinciding.

ii.                   It was Tony who was paying.

Now no one was stupid to miss this opportunity. No one except Y/N and Bucky. It was unfortunate that the vacation plan coincided with Y/N’s weekend camping with siblings and cousins. But she would be still having fun. Bucky had no such reason. He did not want to go because he did not feel like going. Everyone tried to convince him to change his mind. Y/N tried to lecture him for being a grumpy cat and missing out good opportunities to have fun.

“It’s not every day that Tony feels this generous. You are going to regret it.” She had told him.

“You are the one to talk. You are not going either.” Bucky argued back.

“I don’t have a choice. This camping trip was planned in advance. Hell I was the one who suggested it. I cannot back out now.”

“Well it sucks to be you. But I am not going.” With that he walked out of the room leaving a very frustrated Y/N behind.

“Bucky-“ a voice brought him back to present. He turned to the owner of the voice with deep frown.

“Steve get your ass off to the carrier. I am going to be fine. I am a high-class assassin. If there would be any trouble, I will let you know. Just for sake of God, get off my back.” Bucky said. He knew his friend was worried about him but he could not endure Steve being mother hen for another second. He was hoping that they would leave soon. He knew he was being stupid to miss the all-paid-vacation by Tony. But he was in mood for beach. He planned to catch up with his sleep and maybe watch the show FRIENDS which Y/N insisted that he should watch. Also he would not have to listen to the Sam’s obnoxious sound. That was a plus.

As soon as the rest of the team left, Bucky walked to the kitchen to make himself something. He checked the cupboards and found them empty. He checked some more cupboards. All of them were empty.

“Damn it!” he cursed under his breath. He will have to go for grocery shopping. He hated grocery shopping.

“What happened?”  He heard Y/N ask.

He turned around to face her. She was packed and ready to go. Instead of replying he showed her the empty cupboards.

“Sam, Scott and Peter raided the last contents yesterday night.” She told him. Bucky walked out of the kitchen.

“I better go and get some grocery then.”

“Why don’t you come with me instead?” Y/N asked.


“Come with me. For camping. My folks are not that annoying and I am sure you will like them. It would be relaxing. Others would come back on Monday and so would we. Instead after camping we come back to city and rent a room in some hotel and watch FRIENDS. Or any other show or movie which you want. This way when others return, these cupboards would still be empty and Steve will not be happy. Sam will definitely get an earful.” Y/N explained her plan.

Bucky thought for a while and nodded. He didn’t mind camping. And it would be nice to give Sam a taste of his own medicine.

“I’ll meet you here in fifteen.”


The rest of the team had returned by Monday afternoon. The vacation did not go as planned. Hulk had made an appearance. It took a while to calm things down after that. Tony and Clint had to do the cleaning of the mess created by them.

Everyone was so tired that they had decided to turn in for the rest of the day after having some quick lunch. Sam had told them how he had emptied all cupboards just to annoy Bucky.

“He must have had a fun time re-stocking them.” He said.

Everyone rushed to the kitchen, some aiming to cook while rest helping whenever need just to get food on the table as quickly as possible. Wanda opened the fridge. It was empty. Bruce had opened one of the cupboards. They were empty too.

“It’s empty.” They both said together.

“What?” Natasha asked.

Bruce was going through the rest of the cupboards. They were all empty.

“There is nothing here. Everything is empty.”

“That’s not possible. Our Winter Charming must need food to survive. Hey Friday, Where’s Barnes?” Tony said. He too went to take look at the empty cupboard, hoping it might be some prank that Barnes must have pulled to piss them. Sadly he was wrong.

“There is a voicemail for you, Mr. Stark” was Friday’s reply.

Everyone had a confused look on their face. They were hungry and tired and they definitely need some answers.

“That’s not the answer to my question. Play the voicemail anyway.” Tony said.

“Hey everyone.” It was Bucky. And he sounded different. There were loud noises around him.

“If you have hearing this message then it would mean I am not there. Y/N invited me to the camp trip and here I am. Actually it’s fun here- Hey Y/N careful. You will trip over- Never mind.”

There was a ‘thud’ sound behind him.

“Where was I? Oh yeah. Guys Sam, Scott and Peter have emptied all the groceries. So you might want to re-stock them. BTW Sam, nice try. Better luck next time. If there is any. Cheers.”

There was pin drop silence. Natasha gave Sam a look and said in a dangerously low voice.


And he did not need to be told twice.

stonathantrash  asked:

prompt 6 with Reddie? you’re great big fan bye

kissing prompts!!!

#6. lazy morning kisses before they’ve even opened their eyes, still mumbling half-incoherently, not wanting to wake up

ahh thank you!! i didn’t exaclty follow the prompt bc i got sidetracked but i hope you still enjoy!! x

“Ugh, don’t kiss me,” Eddie grumbled, bringing a hand up to shield his face.

“Why not?” Richie whined, wrapping an arm around the other boy’s waist.

“Morning breath,” Eddie replied simply, rolling over onto his side away from Richie. If his boyfriend shut the fuck up, he could probably get five more minutes of sleep.

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hollyspacey  asked:

Hey, can I get #4, wintershock? Thank you! :)

yes yes yes, teh cuteness!!

4. ‘I thought you liked horror movies.’ 'I liked the idea of holding your hand during horror movies. I hate horror movies.’ 

Pairing: Darcy/Bucky

Rating: T

Bucky cringed and stared at the blinking clock of the tv doohickey and tried to ignore the sounds of a chainsaw cutting through bone and flesh. It was…uncomfortably accurate to his knowledge. At his side Darcy whimpered softly and Bucky looked down to find her staring fixedly at the hem of his t-shirt sleeve, face wincing and fingers wrapping tightly around his own.

“You don’t like this one?” he asked, hoping the answer was ‘yes.’

“What?” Darcy looked up at him, eyes wide and let go of his hand. “No! It’s…” she glanced at the screen, paled, and looked back to him quickly. “It’s a classic.”

Bucky squinted at her for a long moment, watching a blush spread over her cheeks, before she forced herself to look back at the screen, flinching at a spray of blood.

“Well I hate it,” he said.

Darcy’s hair whipped over his shoulder and she turned to look up at him. “You do?”

“Yeah,” Bucky said shrugging. “I’ve hated all of them.”

“You have?” she asked, expression falling.

“I just thought you liked horror movies,” he said. “And I don’t mind ignoring them with you next to me.”

Darcy’s lips fell open and she gazed up at the ceiling for a moment, blinking. “I liked the idea of holding your hand during horror movies,” she said finally. “I hate horror movies.”

Bucky grinned and Darcy rolled her eyes, and then covered them with her free hand. He’d laid claim to the other again, knotting their fingers together as he turned on the couch to face her.

“Sam and Steve said they were good for that sort of thing,” Bucky said. “Mostly they make me feel kind of queasy.”

“So queasy!” Darcy said, twisting so their knees bumped gently together. “And like…I can’t even go around dark corners after. I’ve been turning all the lights in my apartment on every night for weeks.”

“I like musicals,” he said. “I like the dancing and the fancy outfits.”

“Oh my god, you are so sexy, did you know that?” She was grinning and pulling her legs up underneath her on the couch to nestle closer to him.

His throat made a little sound and his thoughts spun through a time when he did know that and he enjoyed it and he would’ve known exactly how to show a girl like Darcy why he didn’t mind watching six horror movies in three weeks.

“Sooo…” Darcy said, drawing him back to the moment. “You hate horror movies but you like sitting next to me and you don’t mind holding my hand?”

“I’m here for the hand holding,” he said. “Main motivator.”

“Did Steve and Sam mention what else horror movies are good for?” Darcy asked, scooting closer in.

Bucky was pretty sure they had and he had blown off the idea that Darcy—cheerful, sarcastic, brilliant Darcy—was gonna want anything from him but a scary movie buddy. He stretched his arm out across the back of the couch  to flick at the end of Darcy’s hair on her shoulder as a woman screamed hysterically on the screen.

“Might have,” he said, lips twitching. “M’old though. Might need a reminder.”

Her lips curled slyly up to one side. She pounced in time with a large bang from the movie, her hands bracing on his shoulders to push him back into the couch as she climbed up onto his lap with a giggle.

“You either have excellent game, or none at all,” Darcy said, laugh in her voice and grin on her face.

“Come down here and find out, doll,” he said from the cushions.

He wondered for half a thought if he could live up to his own memories, to her expectations. But she sighed, high and soft as their lips slid together, sweet and slippery and pressing deeper. Her body relaxed, spreading out over the length of him, melting against him as he turned to cage her against the back cushions, cradling her in his hold. And he thought that this was all a little bit familiar and absolutely never better.

livingwithgoober  asked:

How would the allies react to their S/O seeing a screamer thing and not even flinching and just saying with a deadpan face and flat tone of voice "Well f*** you too"

Yoo. These things are the bane of my existence! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy!~Admin Sarah and Jay.

America: *is clinging to the ceiling screaming back* “NOT COOL, DUDE!”
Alfred can not handle scary things. That being said, if anything screamed, jumped or even quietly booed at him, he would be spastic and screaming as he tried to claw his way to the highest defensible position. He would look down at his s/o and blink before cocking his head to the side. “You weren’t scared? Well…maybe you’re my hero…

England: *is probably the one who sent it to Alfred in the first place* “Hmph. That was startling, but not scary enough…”
Arthur loves scary things, he is rarely afraid of things that scare others and actually enjoys looking up ghost stories. He would be caught off guard by the screamer, but in the end he would think it was amusing. If his s/o responded that way toward a screamer he would chuckle quietly and shake his head before teasingly scolding them for language. He isn’t always a serious guy, though he may use everyone thinking he is to his advantage, especially around Halloween.

France: *chuckles* “If you insist, Cherie~..

Francis would likely be doing something else at the time, but as he hears the scream then the ever so beautiful wording from his s/o, he’d look up and raise an eyebrow, though he’d be taught not to question them. Instead, he’d tease them since they said “fuck you.” That was a request, oui?

Canada: “A-Ah!..Huh?…Oh.”
Matthew, if he was nearby, and heard the scream, he’d jump and gasp. Though as soon as he heard the comment, and saw that the scream came from the computer, he’d sigh in relief before blushing, chuckling nervously. Hey..he got scared, that’s understandable…He’d be more impressed that they weren’t scared.

Russia: “What is doing the screaming?…Fuck what?”
Ivan would be very confused and quickly interested. 1. Something screamed. 2. His s/o swore but was so cute while doing so. He’d soon sit by them and just watch the screen, but Ivan would fine the screamers kind of a weird way. 

China: *gasps and jumps* “Aiyah! That not funny! Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!”
Don’t scare Yao, the poor old man would gasp and jump up so high he may fall out of his chair. He would clutch his chest and try to catch his breath before just shaking his head. Scary things are not good in Yao’s book. Though he would look at his s/o with a raised eyebrow and shake his head. They weren’t scared? Psh…it’s because they are young…

peter-pan-smiles  asked:

kissing prompts 9,10, and 12 with reddie?

kissing prompts!!!

#9.  one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other

i was too lazy to write all of them so i just did #9. sorry this is short, i hope you like it nevertheless! x

How was he supposed to resist?

Richie looked good. Not that he didn’t usually look good, but he looked really, really good. He was wearing tight, ripped jeans and a leather jacket and his glasses were sliding down his nose and a grin was spread across his face, and Eddie couldn’t take it anymore.

The impulsive decision to grab him by the collar of his jacket overtook him as he crashed their lips together, before pulling away like he’d been burned.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done tha-”

Before he could finish his thought, Richie had leaned back in and pressed their lips back together, much more gentle and well-coordinated than Eddie had. Eddie melted under his touch, hands reaching up to tangle in his messy hair.

Richie’s lips were chapped, and he tasted like peppermint gum. He was smiling into the kiss, and Eddie couldn’t help but do the same as Richie’s hands found his face and cupped his cheeks.

Maybe Eddie should listen to his impulses more.

Good boy

This is because Kasttle keeps making itself present. It’s the trailer’s fault, of course it is. 

It’s nothing like canon. I wrote it in a non-Punisher universe, but it can be read both ways. Reader’s choice, really. 

Hope you like it. I dropped a Karedevil piece for this, because everything is pretty shitty right now, and Kastle makes everything better. Hopefully it will make someone smile. 

Much love. 

She couldn’t even ask him about it.

It was there. Clear as day. She knew it, knew it like she knew her own name, but she couldn’t ask Frank about it. The one time she tried, he looked at her with such a condescending look in his face, as if she was telling him a joke he didn’t find funny, but smiled anyway to humour her.

But she knew.

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B.A.P’s reaction to you nailing Zelo’s part in Warrior

(A/N) So hey, since I’m more of a scenario writer and less of a reaction writer, this is going to be like a little hybrid between both, as well as a first experience for me. Hope you like it! ❤ 

You were alone in the room, listening to music, when suddenly Warrior came on and you couldn’t help but drop everything you were doing in order to go and jam to it.

Ahh, the song you could never resist, as you were still confused on whether you should feel impressed by the singing and rapping ability, the amazing choreography and the solid stage presence that the guys had while performing it, or whether you should consider taking their warrior faces seriously or not. After all, the matching blonde fringes and the trying-to-look-tuff-and-failing-miserably simply because they’re too cute (for you, at least) getup didn’t really give off an actual warrior image and vibe.

You decided to attempt mission impossible, just to get a good laugh out of it and to see if your hard work of trying to learn it would actually pay off.

Yes, we’re talking about Zelo’s verse.

Too caught up in the moment, you didn’t hear the floor creaking right behind you, and didn’t notice a familiar silhouette standing in the doorway and quietly observing you. Taking a deep breath, you thought “now or never”, and went for it.

“Simjange ullineun nae mari nimalgwa dareuni hwaganani deureo 4madi jansori..”


“Rest in peace,” you’d hear a low voice say, and after turning around and blushing tons, you would be met with nothing more or less than a gummy smile.

“Babe, there’s still more to the verse,” he’d quickly add after seeing your embarrassment and how you suddenly got quiet, not continuing the verse. He wouldn’t be able to hide his smile and his heart would be overflowing with never-ending love and affection after hearing you. He’d keep bugging you about it, which is so non-typically him, but he’d just want to make sure you knew he though you actually did well, and that his smile wasn’t from laughing at you, instead being from admiring you and your ability. He wouldn’t be able to tear his gaze off of you, taking in all of your cute embarrassment while he still could.

“Junhong’s going to have some tough competition.”


“Nonono, it’s “raspberry”, not “jansori”, you’d heard him say, and, upon turning around, you’d see him chuckling quietly before approaching you.

“Jolmange neupeso.. SAARA BONJOGINNAAAA~~” he’d make you laugh with a dramatic interpretation of Youngjae’s line, and would make you join in to do a little cover of the song together with him, passionately mimicking little bits of the singing and the choreo as well as laughing tons and genuinely acting like little kids again. In the end you’d somehow end up in his arms (as you always did), and he’d tell you that he was actually pleasantly surprised with your talent and proud of you. Himchan would be the least hesitant of all to tell you how you made him feel surprised and warm at heart, as well as a little embarrassed, because he hadn’t been able to do that verse perfectly during all of his years spent being a part of B.A.P yet. Like ever.


“OOoooOo,” is all you’d hear before he would casually run up to your phone-and-speakers set up in order to go a few second back through the track and bring that part of the song back.

“Do it again!” He’d say, and even though you’d feel slightly embarrassed by all of the sudden attention, you’d try it again and nail it perfectly, just like the first time.

Daehyun would laugh a lot, and make a lot of cute, surprised noises like “ooh” and “aah”. Oh, and he’d probably try to join in by doing ad-libs (and failing quite miserably, but at least he’d get a good laugh out of it and make you laugh too). Nonetheless, your day would turn 5 times brighter because of how hyped and happy this boy would be about your little hidden talent.


“Really, (Y/N)?” He’d ask, and eye you up and down a few times with a raised brow. He’d maybe try to sound unimpressed, or as if it wasn’t anything big at first, but in reality he’d be quite surprised and in a cheerful mood, hiding all of those feelings underneath a layer or sarcasm and jokes simply because he was Youngjae, and he had to maintain his title of “the king of sass and sarcasm”.

“So when I lovingly ask you to, let’s say, come quick and take a look at something of first importance, for example, a video of Daehyun falling in the parking lot or something, you’re "too slow”, but when it comes to rapping Warrior you’re suddenly the Flash.“

Eventually he’d stop the sarcastic torture for a bit and chuckle, telling you that you did great and that he couldn’t do it that fast himself, so he admired you.

"Next time I want to walk in on you singing my parts though, understood?”


Hell, you wouldn’t even notice him until you’d turn around by yourself for some reason. His presence might trigger a little jump scare, as he’d just be stood in the door frame with an awkwardly cute facial expression on, and when you’d try to call his name or ask the casual “you heard all of that, right?”, he’d quietly interrupt.

“That was cool. What else can you do that I don’t know of?”

You’d genuinely get him curious about your tiny hidden talents he didn’t know of, and he’d bug you about it, walking back and forth after you like a lost puppy until you gave him exactly what he wanted to see and hear. And in case you wouldn’t have anything else in store and would tell him that this was it, he’d tell you how he thinks it’s cool and how you sound a little too cute to be a warrior, but are amazing nonetheless one more time before wandering off somewhere else for a while, just because he’s Jongup. He comes and goes.


You’d hear him laughing out loud, and, as you turn to face him, he wouldn’t be able to keep his smile hidden away from you. It would be plastered all across his face as he’d question you in surprise to how you were able to do that. And, after receiving a reply that said he wasn’t the only one who could rap fast, he’d playfully do it just a tad bit faster than the original.

This may or may not turn out into a little challenge or competition of who can do it faster. Speeding the rap up until none of you can keep track of the words anymore or understand them at all, you wouldn’t be able to determine who’s faster and would simply laugh it off, giving up on the challenge. Agreeing to be placed both first wasn’t a bad thing or idea after all, right?

“Start thinking of a rapper name already, I want to make a mixtape track with you at some point just to battle you out on this.”

sweet dreams [JiKook]

Throwback to a birthday drabble for @amlu69​ I wanted to share >.< Hope you like it~ 

pairing: Jimin x Jungkook
genre: fluff, sleepless nights and bad dreams

Jimin slowly opened his eyes, feeling a weight on his left shoulder. With an annoyed grumble, he grabbed his phone that was next to his pillow, turning on the screen so that he could get a closer look at the person’s face.

If it was Hoseok again, he didn’t know what he’d do; yell at the elder to get lost, or just kick him off the bed like that.

However, Jimin wasn’t expecting the person next to him to be Jungkook.

That was odd. It was usually Hoseok, or Taehyung when he felt down, or Yoongi when he felt like it. Seeing Jungkook in the same bed was a huge surprise for Park Jimin. Jungkook, who had always pushed the older male and his overly affectionate nature, now in the same bed as he was, against his warm body.

This was too good to be true.

“Hyung, you’re so warm.” Jungkook whispered into Jimin’s shirt, hiding his face in the thin material.
“Jungkook, what’s wrong?” Jimin’s voice broke the comfortable silence around them. Jungkook lifted his head a little, his grip on Jimin’s waist tightening as he whispered, “I had a bad dream. Is it okay for me to sleep with you tonight, Jimin hyung?”

This was it. His chance to push him away, like he had done with Jimin every time. Give him a taste of his own medicine.

But no. Even Jimin knew he could never bring himself to do that.

“Sure, kid. Make yourself at home.”

Jungkook smiled at Jimin gratefully, before hiding his face back in his shirt. Lifting his hand ever so gently, Jimin brought it to Jungkook’s head, patting it gently, running his fingers through the soft black hair as he had always wanted to do.

Jungkook nuzzled his face further into Jimin’s shoulder, letting out a content sigh as Jimin stroked his hair, gently lulling him to sleep.

Gentle snores filled Jimin’s ears, telling him that the youngest was now asleep. He slowly turned towards Jungkook, before pulling the younger male towards him in a tight, yet comfortable hug.

“Good night, Jungkookie. Sweet dreams.” He grinned.

Revenge - Spencer Reid x Reader

The reader contemplates seeking revenge on their attacker.

Word Count: 589, Drabble.

A/N: I’m trying to get back into writing and this is what came of it, hope you guys like it! 💕

He’s just right through that door. You can do this. You can do this. Your grip on the holster tightened thinking about his face. Looking up from your lap you noticed people in jet black suits walking back and forth. It’s just another case to them. 10 to 20, 10 to life, doesn’t matter. Taking this into your own hands is the best.

Wearing your boyfriend Spencer’s old sweatshirt made plenty of room to hide the gun you had stolen from his room. You hadn’t cared to attempt brushing your hair before leaving, or even putting clean leggings on at that. Although that was the furthest thing from your mind, you wished you had now so you wouldn’t be getting so many nasty looks.

Game time. Taking a deep breath, you felt yourself stand up. Before taking a step, you saw Spencer appear and felt him press his chest against yours, blocking you from moving. What the fuck?

You could hear his heavy breathing from a mile away if you wanted. Did he run here? How did he even know I was here? To be fair his missing gun probably did give something away, but you hadn’t mentioned the court date to him.

“Where is it Y/N?” he asked, barely audible.

Words didn’t seem to be forming. Shock had completely taken over, possibly mixed with anger.

Your grip hadn’t loosened, nor had your determination to end your sleepless nights of being scared to death. But you guessed being mugged will do that to you.

Spencer’s hands started roaming your back as you struggled to pull away from his embrace, tremendously failing.

“Stop it!” you managed to choke out.

Realizing you were going to draw attention to yourself by yelling, you quieted down.

“This won’t help Y/N. I know it seems like it will. Trust me when I say it hurts just as bad to see you tossing and turning every night.”

Without noticing, Spencer had found the gun in your front pocket and tried to grab your hand away in his. Out of reflex you began to give into your boyfriend, but quickly went back to holding the pistol.

“I-I can’t just sit here and do nothing! I’ve tried therapy Spence, I’m still scared to death.” tears were forming while saying this.

Closing your eyes, you felt a kiss being placed on your forehead. This truthfully made you want to cry even more.

“I know babe, I know. We’ll try different therapists, we’ll try everything possible. I promise you it will get better. You just can’t do this..” Spencer glanced down to your pocket and back at you.

Giving in you leaned your head on Spencer’s shoulder and felt yourself begin to cry. You weren’t sure if you were causing a scene or not, but you really didn’t care. You needed him.

“Come on, I think you need this.” Spencer said softly, grabbing your hand and leading you into the court room. Huh?

Spencer took a seat in the back as you hesitantly sat next to him. You looked around the room to see that no friends or family came to this pig’s court date. Hm.

“Court is now in session.”

You squeezed Spencer’s hand for assurance, knowing you could handle the outcome with him by your side.

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He rolled his head, eyes closed, mentally preparing himself for the performance he was about to put on.

You watched, unable to look away. He always looked so good when he was focused. 

Due to your schedules, it was rare that you could watch a performance so when you had the chance, you always drank him in, searing the image of your boyfriend’s body, face, every single feature, in your mind. 

The logical part of you knew it was best to not disturb him while he was mentally preparing but you couldn’t help yourself. He had stretched out his neck, tilting his head to one teasing you with the expanse of his perfect skin.

A low rumble vibrated within his throat as you pressed your lips to it. He was laughing lightly.

“Jagi, not now, I need to go in a few minutes, the last thing I need is a boner.”

“Stop teasing me then, you know I can’t resist your pretty neck.” Another chuckle left his lips and he put his hands on your hips lightly. A sigh left your own lips as you stopped and laid your head on his shoulder, teasing your fingers up and down his chest. “Are you going to do me proud baby?” Your voice had dropped to a low, seductive tone, your fingers moving even lower to slip under his top and play at the waistband of his trousers. He let out a shaky breath and nodded. “Good boy, I want to reward you tonight.” 

“Fuck, I’ll make you so proud baby.” He hissed, grabbing your hand before you could slide it any lower. You hummed in approval and moved back hearing the announcement that BTS had to go on stage 30 seconds. 

Hoseok smiled down at you fondly, lust dancing in his eyes. He grabbed your face and kissed you roughly, sliding his tongue into your mouth so quick you had no time to respond before backing up with a smirk.

“You’re not the only one who knows how to tease the other, baby.” He winked and turned to head to the stage. You reached out and slapped his backside making him chuckle.

You watched him step on stage with excitement bubbling through your veins.

You knew that as soon as the performance was over, Hoseok would be dragging you off to have his way with you and post-performance, sweaty, panting Hoseok always fucked you right.

I want to start doing lil caption scenario things like this based off of pictures/gifs so  if you have any visuals you want writing for, link me to them

anonymous asked:

Harry Hart + really bad hair day

Harry Hart may very well not leave the house if he’s having a bad hair day. He refuses to wear hats; they made his face look too square. If no amount of product and pomade and hairspray will tame his unruly curls and he has nowhere pressing to be, he will call it a day and stay inside. If he must go outside or it’s on a mission, he will put on a brave face and hope his obviously hostile expression will keep the comments at least confined to the tech room water cooler. It also has the added benefit of being enough of a distraction for targets that he has a few seconds head start in a fight.

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