anyway everyone read this

anonymous asked:

Hi, 7goodangel. I am here to ask you about PaperJam as a shy, smol and innocent being (mainly thegreatrouge made him be). There has been some conflicts regarding his trait. Some said his canonical personality is a jerk, like what you wrote in his bio / info and some said that is severely wrong and being shy, (which made him shipped with Fresh), is his canonical personality. What are your thoughts about this? I mean, it is your character and people are taking control of it. Don't you disagree?

Well… I have talked to people and seen public conversations and this has happened several times to me over months. I guess I’ve gotten a little numb to it now… or maybe it’s due to school that I haven’t given it the attention that it deserves. Probably due to school. 

I just can’t update constantly like others - even though some others in school were and are able to update constantly. I can’t keep going around and holding up my bio of PJ and police people. It’s exhausting to me… it really takes up the small bit of free time I have. 

I think after I get a solid job that I’ll be able to go around better… but anyway - back to your question. 


While I love seeing interpretations and do not want people to be limited by something and have their imaginations go forth… it’s proving that a huge con comes with that mentality - which you have pointed out. A lot of people swear that PJ is the cute, innocent interpretation that really, did get PJ popular in the first place. While I did have him as a jerk from the beginning - I kinda kept that info to my RP blog - so you could say it is my fault this is all happening and I do think that. I could of done something to make it not as bad as it is now… 

It’s just like the NSFW stuff… people just assume the first thing and run with it. And it really does make me feel like I really am not needed for my own character at points. 

It’s a struggle - I don’t want to have people stop interpreting PJ within AUs… but I also don’t want people to just see him as an innocent child to ship with Fresh. 

And I’m still trying to find the best solution to it. 

But… I feel like the damage is already done. It’s too late for me to talk to all of these people going around swearing on their life that PJ is canoncally like Rouge’s interpretation/AUs. It feels like an hopeless battle to me. 

And I guess I needed someone to ask me this question so then I can fully say my thoughts on this. 

So in short, while I love creativity and don’t want to snuff it out (considering some people would probably think I’m doing that already with saying “No Sin”), I still don’t like it. It irritates me, irks me, frustrates me, and I feel like even as the person who thought of PJ in the first place, my voice isn’t enough. Communities seem like they don’t care about artists unless they reach a ‘certain goal of popularity’ or seem like they have a more professional style of art. I know I do not reach either of those titles. 

People misspell my username all the time - I actually claimed ‘7goodangle’ on tumblr for that reason.

People still say “I’m too lazy to find who made PJ” when they clearly mentioned they looked at the bio on the wiki. 

People still go around arguing others on the canon ship of OmniPJ and swearing that FreshPaper is the true canon ship, when all people are pointing out is that they need to keep the canon ship in mind when going around with information.

Even just basic personality traits… and these things are happening on sites that I do not nor want an account for. 

I still want others to have fun - to be happy; but I don’t know… I guess I’m cutting out my own happiness to get everyone else happy? I want to eventually write a version of PJ within his own universe and story… and he is more like the version I created within the UT verse. Not exact - but close. Though who knows… I might shove PJ to the side and replace his role with another character. I’m still weighing options.

Cause PJ was the first character I ever put this much time and thought into… my first character that was balanced, well rounded…

And what happens?

…well.

You said it Anon. 

They took it - changed it (initially as an AU but now people think it’s canon) - and I can’t do much about it. Due to school and not much free-time… due to how many don’t know the true creator… and just back talking anyone who is just mentioning it to people who swear by it. 

As an artist and a character designer…

It makes me not want to show designs, characters, and stories ever again online.

Considering if this is how I was treated on the first one… why even take a chance at a second one? If it has brought me so much stress, frustration, and time… why even try it again?

I said I was only going to do fanart so if anyone stole it, it didn’t really matter. 
I think I should have stuck with that thought process. 

In conclusion, there are some major things to take away here. First – that yes, I do not like how it has skewed this far to the point of arguing over a fandom version with the canon. Canon is canon and I get the different AUs – this is too far. Way too far. I am emotionally drained from this – from this whole mess that I have been defending throughout majority of PJ’s lifespan. I will state this – Paper Jam is my character. He is my original character that I created more than a year ago. And the UT AU fandom took my character and warped him to something he is not and all of his original meaning is lost. I do not like to hurt others or make other sad – but I must put my foot fully down. This miscommunication needs to stop. I am tired of repeating things over and over and I have past my breaking point time and time again. I just want people to see PJ how he really is… and I wish that people could be focusing more on the reality of him instead of the alternate that they all claim as truth.

Final words: I still like Undertale – I still like creating characters and having fun – but the Undertale AU fandom is ridiculous now. The Amino UT community is insanity in an app, and there is a lot of stuff that has made many artists and creators to their breaking point and leaving the fandom entirely. Everyone in this fandom needs to take ten steps back and look at what they are doing. Go back to the game. Play it again – watch your favorite let’s player’s videos of it again. 

And just… food for thought… please don’t jump the gun on someone else’s OC’s personality and actions. 

I do not want anyone to experience what I had.

Wife {Harry Styles Smut}

PAIRING: Harry/Y/N
RATING: R
WORD COUNT: 2900+
REQUESTED: nope !

hello! this is just a quick one shot that i churned out bc i loved the concept and i was rly motivated! i hope u enjoy it! if u do, feedback is greatly appreciated (it rly motivates me) and here’s my masterlist if u want more lol :-)

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please tell me the girl genius universe contains a genre of overwrought not-quite-romance novels in which minions find their perfect masters and through various melodramatic and contrived situations fall in loyalty

“What are these strange flying lights? They’re remarkable!”  

“You’ve never seen a firefly before? “

Ay thanks everyone who joined me in my stream, had a lot of fun with this one.
Fun fact: the flowers in the pic are ‘Lambertia Formosa’s’ or also known as ‘Honey flowers ‘  😎*finger guns*😎

Lover Boy - Jeff Atkins Smut (Requested)

Requested by @cra-zy-vib-ess14 this one is for you! I had a lot of fun doing this and it came pretty naturally that I even wrote it the same day I got the requested, you lucky duck haha! Anyway I hope you enjoy, and everyone else who reads this! Don’t be afraid to request something yourself but be aware writing takes time and you may not get your request answered asap. Thank you for reading and enjoy ♡

Warning: smut, public, rough

Originally posted by alcantara420

I sat next to Justin pointing out how he had done the math equation wrong by putting the x in the wrong spot, he groaned and ran his fingers through his hair, messing it up in frustration.

“Why is this so hard for me?” He mumbled mainly to himself, I guessed so I reassuringly patted his shoulder and said, “that’s what I’m here for, to help you get better and make this easier” I offer him a smile and he nods going back to his work.

I look around the library appreciating the quietness but I couldn’t help but feel that something was missing, I look at the desk that was usually occupied by Jeff and Clay and frowned as it was empty.

“Looking for your lover boy?” I heard Justin ask and without even looking at him I knew he had a smirk across on his lips.

I stop looking at the unoccupied desk and back at my hands on the table blushing “he isn’t my lover boy” I mumble in embarrassment.

“You wish he was though” Justin replied back with knowing tone in his voice, I looked at him and he had a small smile of his lips instead of his usual smirk “He wishes he was too” he added.

I look shocked as the words left his lips “what?” I asked confused.

“Jeff, he likes you too y/n” Justin explains now smirking at me, he softly pats my hand leaning in to say something else but then quickly pulled away, I give him a look of confusion but then notice him looking behind me.

I slowly turn and see Jeff angrily leaving the library, “what just happened?” I asked Justin concerned.

He laughs slowly closing his books “I think you better go after him, your lover boy may be jealous” I blush at the thought of Jeff getting jealous but listen to Justin leaving him to pack up his stuff and go home.

I walk outside of the library to an empty hallway, I turn a corner hoping to at least get a glimpse of Jeff but sadly I was just met with another deserted hallway “Jeff?” I call out wondering if he was even still here.

Looking intensely at the end of the corridor I didn’t notice a hand creep out of the boys’ locker room, I let out a muffled scream in an attempt to call out for help afraid one of my worst fears would be coming true as the person dragged me inside the locker room, but instead I was met with a familiar pair of blue eyes.

“Jeff” I whisper is relief, I let out an awkward chuckle “you scared me half to death” I admitted but then noticed the frustrated look painted on his face.

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okay since some people don’t get it, i’m going to spell it out very clearly for you: i do not want bts to attend billboard music awards because they will not be treated with the respect they deserve.

u KNOW they’re going to be be subject to all this racist bullshit bc they’re in a foreign country and a culture they don’t know, which makes for perfect slander material for everything they do. i don’t want them to go through what people like me, whose parents immigrated here and therefore had no way to connect their children to “classic american” outlets of western culture, or those who are of east-asian descent in general, have to go through every day. and i have the privilege to be an american citizen who is fluent in english.

kpop is impactful to me. it’s not just something “exotic and fun” that i can call myself special for just bc i listen to it instead of typical western pop. i never have & never will see any kpop group as a facet of music, albeit international. yes, i understand the faults w an industrialized music market, but non-asians (specifically white people, please know your place in this discussion) don’t always understand what it feels like to be able to see someone who looks like you become a celebrity and fucking excel at it.

growing up, i used to watch mulan every single day bc the main character was chinese. she was the ONLY way i could find myself in mass media bc i had never seen someone who was “famous” on television w/o them being portrayed in a racist manner or were a side character with a stereotypical personality. i have never been a main character. i have never seen myself get to be the hero. i was always the ching chong ling long, opium smuggler, too-many-teethed, slanted-eyed, flat-nosed, single braided, yellow skinned savage who was either blindly submissive or violent to our White Lead Main Character.

but then? to experience a world where asian idols were the ONLY celebrities there shook me to the core. nobody was white. nobody spoke english. it was all made in korea and the people looked like me and oftentimes came from my country and it was liberating to know that i could maybe achieve something the way all the idols have and when it started to spread it was like people were looking at us differently bc now everyone knows what we can do and have to pay attention to us outside of 4.0GPAs and acceptance into stanford and piano playing prodigies.

i don’t want bts to go to the bmmas because they’re going to be subject to the world i live in. i’ve never owned bts or claimed to know what’s best their group or ever once believed they need me, as a fan, to baby them and prevent them from experience the world in all its flaws, but i’m deadass scared of the shit they’ll get solely for showing up at billboard. again, i don’t know bts and they will never know me, but just know that i’m sorry anyway.

i’m real fucking sorry.

UPDATED: okay, maybe there might be some SPOILERS for anyone that hasn’t read ACOMAF - you’ve been warned.

Anyway, I wanted to share with everyone a list I made while reading ACOMAF. The list is made up of pages/chapters/certain parts of the book that are my fave or made me feel some type of way.

Hope you enjoy! If you have any fave parts or chapters please feel free to add onto the post!! I’d love to see what your fave parts are!


  • Page 49: Feyre being a sassy lil shit and throwing her shoe at Rhys’ head lmao.
  • Page 62: The whole page but mostly, “You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre.”😩😂
  • Page 95: “We’re not finished with this meal” - Tamlin “Oh, get over yourself” - Feyre // I love Feyre, I really do.😂
  • Page 192: “If that day comes, I’ll find a way to break the spell on Amren and unleash her on the world. And ask her to end me first.” - Rhys about Amren
  • Page 289: When Feyre hears the music and realizes that Rhys had sent that music to her in the prison (ACOTAR). “Because you were breaking. And I couldn’t find another way to save you.” - Rhysand // also the way he “ruins” the moment with his comment about the Weaver.
  • Pages 290-291: When they’re exchanging notes. MAKES ME GIDDY AF FAM 😍 // “Lick you where, exactly?” - Feyre “Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre. I’d like to start with ‘Everywhere’ but I can choose, if necessary.” - Rhysand
  • Page 299: When Azriel and Cassian have to stop themselves from laughing so hard when Feyre makes a comment about being surprised that there aren’t more mirrors in the house for Rhys to look at himself.
  • Pages 335-337: The little argument Rhys and Feyre have because they’re jealous of the time they spent with Cresseida and Tarquin apart. And then my little heart broke when Rhys basically said he was jealous and wanted to be someone Feyre could easily fall in love with and smile at. okay bye, I’m gonna go cry. 😭 // “To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.” - Feyre “To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answered.” - Rhysand
  • Pages 365-367: Rhysand not being playful with Feyre and Feyre wanting him to be his old flirtatious self. The “lacy little unmentionables” talk. 
  • Page 374: When we find out the meaning of the tattooed stars and mountains on Rhys’ knees, “That I will bow to no one and nothing but my crown.” - Rhys “So dramatic.” - Feyre // Feyre bringing lambs blood to Amren and, “You––oh, I like you.” - Amren
  • Pages 399-401: “Amren and Mor told me that the span of an Illyrian male’s wings says a lot about the size of … other parts.” - Feyre // “They also said that Azriel’s wings are the biggest.” - Feyre // Rhys teasing Feyre about being this big badass but “a little free fall makes you scream?” and Feyre’s response of course, “I’ll leave you to rot the next time you have a nightmare.” // The whole wing talk on the bottom of page 400 and all of 401.
  • Pages 413-416: FEYRE SITTING ON RHYS’ LAP GOODNESS GRACIOUS HAVE MERCY ON ME. 😩 // “You are good, Rhys. You are kind. This mask does not scare me. I see you beneath it. “ - Feyre to Rhys.
  • Pages 420-422: Rhys feeling horrible for acting a certain way to his court in front of Feyre (the whole act of him being this high lord). Rhys not wanting her to compare him to Tamlin. WHEN FEYRE CROSSES THE LINE AND HURTS RHYS’ FEELINGS.
  • Pages 426-427: “When Rhys came back, after Amarantha, he was a ghost. He pretended he wasn’t, but he was. You made him come alive again. “ - Amren to Feyre about Rhys. // Amren saying that Rhys thinks he’s the villain. And Feyre saying. “But I forgot to tell him, that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key.” “He was the one who let me out.”
  • Pages 437-440: Starfall. Starfall. STARFALL. Rhys laughing. Feyre laughing. Glowing lovebirds. Feyre PAINTING AGAIN. FEYRE PAINTING ON RHYS. FEYRE GIVING RHYS A SMILE. // “You’re exquisite.” - Rhys to Feyre // FEYRE AND RHYS DANCING OH GOD IM CRY
  • Pages 462-463: FEYRE GETTING HER DAMN WINGS WHAT THE FUCK THAT WAS AWESOME. RHYS RUNNING A FINGER DOWN ONE OF HER WINGS AND “You look good with wings.” FUCK ME UP
  • Pages 470-475: FEYRE AND RHYS SHARING A BED AND THE INTIMACY GOODBYEEEEE IM DEAD. 😍😍😍
  • Pages 487-488: Feyre telling Rhys about what she used to paint for her sisters while pulling the ash arrows out of his wings. // “What did you paint for yourself?” - Rhys “I painted the night sky.” - Feyre // “I was looking for you, too.” Rhys to Feyre 
  • Pages 492-496: mate. mate. maTe. MATE. MAAAAATE.
  • Chapter 54: It honestly breaks my heart. I reread this and cried because Rhys is known to be so vicious but he does certain things to protect the ones he loves and he’s been through so much and he was raped over and over to keep Velaris protected. To keep his squad and HIS PEOPLE AWAY FROM AMARANTHA. // “But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered.
  • CHAPTER 55: 😍😍😍😍😍 Y’ALL KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. OKAY. I DON’T EVEN HAVE TO SAY MUCH. JUST “CHAPTER 55″ AND WE’RE LIKE OHHHHHHMYYYGAAAAAWD. “I want my own Rhysand.” - me // Bless you SJM.
  • Pages 544-546: “Feyre doesn’t look too tired. Maybe she could give me a ride––” - Cassian 😂 // “Welcome to the family, Feyre.” - Mor // “We will serve and protect.” - Amren // THE WHOLE FAMILY VIBE MAAAAN
  • Page 552: RHYS’ LOVE LETTER ABOUT FEYRE
  • Pages 557-558: Feyre trying to get rid of Cassian and Azriel bc she doesn’t need protection lol. Feyre and Rhys exchanging notes 😌
  • Page 571: “Feyre Cursebreaker, the Defender of the Rainbow.” - Rhys to Feyre after the attack in Velaris.
  • Pages 574-575: Rhys hating and blaming himself for what happened to Velaris. // “I don’t deserve you.” - Rhys “We deserve each other. And we deserve to be happy.” Feyre
  • Pages 577-579: “You might be my mate, but you remain your own person. You decide your fate––your choices. Not me. You chose yesterday. You choose everyday. Forever.” - Rhys to Feyre // Feyre and Rhys deciding which room to take together. // THE WEDDING RING GOSH DANGIT.
  • Page 581: “With my life, High Lord. I’ll protect her with my life.” Cassian to Rhys before they go to Hybern
  • Page 608: NESTA. ELAIN. LUCIEN. ELAIN AND LUCIEN. MATES LMAO BUT AWW BBY LUCIEN HE MUST BE PROTECTED.
  • Pages 620-621: When Rhys breaks the news to the squad that Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.

sophiaiskindasad  asked:

I just saw your selfies and omg you're gorgeous???? Your hair is so pretty and you're just pretty in general and hgelakgheal I'm cryin

orizhzoihgpa i’m crying too thank you a lot!!!!

Originally posted by sonyeondan

I’ll Be Good - Part 22 (End)

Masterlist -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 21

Summary: Series - You’re an old colleague of Natasha’s who finds herself face to face with the Winter Soldier on the wrong end of an Avengers’ op. Chapter – Your future after the dangerous decision you made on the rooftop, and an unexpected glimpse into your past when Natasha peaks into the file she found.

Warnings: swearing, violence

Word Count: 3911 (welp I didn’t even try to keep this short… Oh well.)

Author’s Note: I cannot believe this is the end!!! Bittersweet! I’m not 100% sure how I feel about the file piece… But I’m just going to go with it. Maybe one day if inspiration strikes I’ll revisit that part in another way… teeny sequel or something, I don’t know. Anyway, hopefully this gives everyone closure and you enjoyed reading my first fic! Yay!

For the second time in the few months since you’d first run into Natasha again, you woke to a screaming pain radiating through your shoulder as you returned to consciousness. The steady beeping of the heart monitor increased as you became more aware of the pain crying out all over your body.

Your side continued to ache where the Commander had slipped his slender knife between your ribs, but now the pain radiated over your torso with every breath. A dull ache rippling beneath a pattern of deep bruising. Exhaustion held an entirely new meaning. Every muscle ached when you slowly tried testing a few of them, checking for mobility. Finding yourself mostly free you tried to will yourself to move, hoping that if you sat up more, the shrieking pain in your shoulder would subside.

As your eyes fluttered open, Nat immediately jumped up from her chair in the corner, silently stepping closer, her sharp eyes flashing over to the crumpled form beside you. You glanced down to your side to find Bucky, dead asleep, a mess of tangled dark hair covering his face and creeping over your blanket. His head rested on crossed forearms beside you on the hospital bed and you bit back a small grateful smile, knowing how exhausted he must be. It was clear from the thick scruff on his jaw and the fact that he could fall asleep in such a precarious way, that he hadn’t left your side, not for days.

Days. You’d been here for days…

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Pick Me Up

Originally posted by jaesbum

REQUESTED: university JB comes by and picks you up by the library late at night… and one thing leads to another…

Reader (you) x Jaebum

Word Count: 1439

Warnings: suggestive

note: here you go, anon! to answer your question sent through your request (who’s my bias?) mark tuan haha. i’m such a sucker for mark but jaebum tho… anyways happy reading everyone and take care! -admin


As a university student, your life was mostly occupied by studying but that wasn’t always the case. Your friends invited you to parties and sometimes you would join them, just have some fun and forget about your classes. Other times, you would turn them down and spent time with a close friend of yours, Youngjae. You would choose Youngjae over any party because of how close you two were. Youngjae majored in music and planned to be a music therapist in the future to spread his love for music. Whenever you two hung out, it’ll usually be somewhere in the music wing where he composed his own songs. And you didn’t mind spending your time in the wing because of someone in particular that you’ve taken interest in.

His name was Jaebum and one of the most handsome guy on campus. His reputation was a chic and cold guy but Youngjae told you he wasn’t anything like that. It was one day where you and Youngjae sat in the cafeteria, eating lunch peacefully, until Jaebum sat down next to Youngjae. Shocked, you wondered why Jaebum would sit with Youngjae until you figured out that he made music as well and he was exceptionally good at it. Whenever Youngjae made music, Jaebum would occasionally join him and you weren’t complaining. The man was an attractive producer and an amazing artist.

You two quickly became friends but deep down inside of you, you wanted something more. Once you told your friends about Jaebum, they were beyond jealous that you were friends with the hottest guy on campus. But you kind of brushed it off and said it wasn’t a big deal since you didn’t have time to worry about guys when exams were coming up. Hence why you spent the next two weeks in the library, stuffing your face in your books. Late nights were a regular thing and the weather got cold outside. You would always complain to Youngjae how cold it was whenever you exited the library late at night. And somehow, your complaints were heard by Jaebum.

The night was cold and dark when you left the library after a day of hardcore studying. You had wished you brought a thicker jacket just to fight the freezing weather. Plus, the bus didn’t run late at night so you were stuck walking home. You grabbed your bag and books and started to head outside the library until someone caught your attention. Jaebum stood outside with his hands in his pocket, his leather jacket matching the color of the night. Whenever he let out a breath, you could see the clouded condensation in the air and his facial expression shivering in the cold. You were shocked by the fact that Jaebum was standing outside of the library since he was rarely seen at this place. You started to question his actions and asked why wouldn’t he stand inside if he was that cold. Either way, you were beyond delighted to see him.

“Jaebum!” You called him as you exited the building, the cold hitting your body.

“Ah, (Y/N), you’re still here?” Jaebum asked, trying to act cool when it was obvious that he was freezing.

“Yeah,” You breathed out, “I’m just about to go home. Why are you here?”

“I was, um, close by and I just thought I’d come by to pick you up since, uh, I heard you were studying late and you know, I don’t want you walking home in the cold which might get you sick before your exam and, uh, yeah.” Jaebum rambled while rocking back and forth on his heels. You giggled under your breath and thought of how adorable Jaebum looked when he was rambling. It was obvious he was making an excuse and you found it funny how he was covering up his feelings.

“So you were close by and you came to pick me up?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Sounds about right to me.” Jaebum smiled, his eyes shining in the street light.

“Whatever you say.” You shook your head and smacked Jaebum in the chest. Just the thought of Jaebum picking you up sounded like boyfriend material for you. But when Jaebum grabbed your arm and dragged you towards his car, it made your heart race and your face flush red in the cold. You wanted to tell him how you felt but was only afraid to ruin the friendship you two had.

“Sit in the back seat for a bit, I need to clean the passenger seat first.” Jaebum stated as he opened the door for you. You plopped yourself down inside the warm car and rubbed your hands together. You watched as Jaebum frantically cleaned out his car, throwing out the trash he had at the front. Soon, Jaebum joined you in the back seat, closing the doors of his car and rubbing his knees for warmth.

“What are you doing?” You asked, looking at Jaebum in the dark.

“I’m cold, let the driver warm up first.” Jaebum breathed out.

“You know that girl who hangs around the music wing everyday? I heard she likes you. You should hit her up sometime.” You stated, trying to make a conversation with him. Even though you liked him, you always had a habit of setting Jaebum up with a girl other than you. You thought that you weren’t good enough for him, hence why you set up Jaebum with other girls. But deep down inside, it hurt and you didn’t know why you did this to yourself.

“No, I have another girl in mind.” Jaebum sighed, leaning back on the seat.

“What?” You squeaked. “Why didn’t you tell me this?”

“I’ll tell you now if you come closer to me.” Jaebum said, signalling you to come closer to him. You scooched your body closer to him as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you in.

“To be honest, I lied to you.” Jaebum whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You heart started to race because of the intimate contact you two were having. But you weren’t complaining since you liked how close he was to you.

“I wasn’t close by or anything,” Jaebum softy said in your ear as he placed his hands on your waist, pushing you down so that your laid back on the seat, “I just wanted to pick you up to see your face.”

“My face?” You gasped, getting slightly hot as Jaebum’s thumb swiped your bottom lip. In the dark, you could see Jaebum lick his lips before hovering on top of you, his lips dangerously close to yours.

“Your beautiful face.” He breathed out. “And your soft lips.”

With that, he connected your lips with his. His lips were warm and tasted of mint; he had obviously been chewing gum earlier. His hands were placed on your waist and you locked your arms around his neck pulling him down slightly. The kiss was hot, fiery, passionate and, demanding, something you were waiting for since the day you met Jaebum. He pressed his tongue to the seam of your lips and, at your grant of access, delved inside your mouth. Jaebum broke away, after a few moments, and took of his jacket along with your as well. The heat shared between you two was enough to keep you warm.

Soon, you felt a hot breath on your neck, then the tender brush of lips. Burning as they make contact with your neck. Jaebum’s hand ran through your hair, as the kisses become harder and more urgent. He snaked his arms around your waist and pulled your closer to him, your body colliding with his. You leaned your head back and let out a soft moan, enjoying the work Jaebum was doing to your neck, hitting all the sweet spots.

“Jaebum, please.” You moaned as Jaebum’s hands wandered down your body, his lips still attached to your neck. After leaving a slight bruise on your neck, he pushed you down back onto the back seat and took off his shirt. Leaning up towards the front of the car, he pulled out his phone and connected it to the sound system. The r&b music Jaebum listened to blasted in the car as Jaebum locked all the doors.

“So no one could hear your screams.” Jaebum smirked in the dark as he grabbed the hem of your jeans and fiddled around with the button. You bit your finger and flashed a smirk at Jaebum, knowing full on well where this was going. And there was no turning back.


part two

repressed crushes 

You know that 
time I accidentally
kicked you in my 
sleep or elbowed 
you in the rib and
I couldn’t stop saying
sorry,

Or that time you 
bruised my knee 
and split my lip 
because we were
both so damn 
clumsy?


Maybe we were
always just a mess
of apologies.

—  A letter to myself: (I have always been apologizing for the mess).
Hide and Seek (F)

Originally posted by jypnior

PART OF PROJECT: Welcome Back, Wang!  (highly recommend you guys to join!)

PROMPT: “She’s hiding behind the sofa.” & “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”

Reader (you) x Jackson ft the members of GOT7

Word Count: 1072

Warnings: none :)

notes: hey guys! this is for project: welcome back wang that a few members from got7snet and i will be participating. @the-princejinyoung and i worked together and chose prompts for this scenario as part of the project. she chose my prompts and i chose hers! go follow her guys, she writes amazing things and her prompt will be out tonight! i think i chose pretty good prompts for her and i’m excited to read what she’s got! anyways, happy reading everyone! take care! -admin


You decided to hang out with your boyfriend and his members for the day, giving them the happy virus they needed after a long comeback schedule. You brought food over, which was enough for them to eat for the rest of the week, and even cooked them a huge meal in appreciation that they’ve worked hard. You’ve heard from his members that Jackson had been boasting about your cookings and now they finally get to taste it. Jackson always liked showing you off to other people because he wanted everyone to know how great and wonderful his girlfriend was. Of course, you weren’t complaining because you’ve done the same to your friends. Who can blame you? You are dating a handsome star who’s known for his husky voice and his humor.

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The hybrid grins, enjoying her bitter sting. “Yes, you were quite the butcher. The evidence is smeared all over you. How shall you ever clean it up?”

His hand trails down the front of her dress, crushing the curdled blood. Morsels of red become dust between his thumb and forefinger.

“The world is our oyster, little witch. But our sea…well, it is wine-dark, as Homer once said. I mean to follow that tradition.”

hell with you ( a klonnie fanfic by @thefudge)