Overview: Shawn accidentally tells Y/N he loves her
“SHAWN move it, the movie’s starting,” I yell, the sound echoing around our small, shared apartment.
“I’m coming women, calm it down,” Shawn calls back from the kitchen, emerging seconds later with two cans of coke in his grasp.
“Ooh yes please,” I reach for the drink and Shawn cheekily moves his hand out of my range. I glare at him as he chuckles, flopping himself down on the couch next to me. Immediately I crawl across onto his lap, sprawling my body across his and making myself at home.
“Comfy there?” Shawn asks, popping the lid to each can, handing me mine.
“Defiantly,” I reply, resting my head on his shoulder. He presses a kiss to the top of my head, his arm sneaking around my back to lay on my hip, rubbing small circles with his thumb.
“I chose It’s a boy girl thing, hope you don’t mind,” I mumble, intently starring at the screen.
“It’s fine, as long as you like it,” Shawn murmurs back, taking a sip of his drink.
15 minutes later we’re both chuckling at the romantic comedy.
“That reminds me,” I say right after a funny moment, turning my gaze on Shawn. “Someone said a really funny joke in class today and I have to tell you,”
“Shoot,” Shawn says, gaze falling on me, the movie forgotten in the background as we both get absorbed in each other and the topic.
“Right so, whats the difference- th-the… difference,” I start laughing, unable to control the giggles spilling out of my mouth.
“Y/n,” Shawn whines, pulling me closer to him as I wheeze with laughter.
“Sorry,” I gasp, finally managing to calm down. “What’s the difference between roast beef and pea soup?”
We stare at each other, the movie filling the silence. I raise my eyebrows at him, waiting for the answer and he rolls his eyes.
“What is the difference Y/n?” He asks, a grin escaping onto his face.
“You can roast beef but you can’t pea soup,” I grin, waiting for him to start laughing. Instead, we just end up starring at each other again, me looking hopeful at him and Shawn starring blankly back.
“That was the worst joke I’ve ever heard in my life,”
“You’re the worst thing I’ve heard of in my life,”
Shawn laughs, squeezing my side gently making me squirm in his grip.
“Take that back right now,” Shawn demands, squeezing my hip again.
“Make me,” I argue, laughing at his touch.
“You asked for it,” With that he flings me underneath him, quickly covering my body with his as he straddles me and begins tickling my sides.
“NO, Shawn!” I laugh, or more like cackle at his merciless attack.
“Say Shawn is the best thing to happen to me in my life,” he says, trying to look stern but the grin on his face does the opposite.
“My mum told me to never lie,” I tease back as his tickling ceases for a second.
“You little,” His hands resume and I gasp, trying to get air into my lungs as I laugh.
“Okay, I’m joking, I’m joking,”
“Say it!” He laughs, watching me wriggle, trying to get out of his embrace.
“Shawn is the best thing to ever happen to me,” I cry, laughing hard.
“Damn I right I am,” he laughs, stopping his attack.
“Damn right you are,” I giggle, reaching up to kiss his cheek swiftly.
“God I’m so in love you,”
I freeze, eyes snapping to meet his alarmed ones. Redness quickly begins to creep onto his cheeks and he clears his throat awkwardly.
“I, um,” Shawn avoids my eyes.
“Did you just say I love you?” I ask, just in case I heard wrong.
“I… yeah,” He mumbles, pulling himself off me and sitting up. “I didn’t mean to, it just kind of slipped out,” He tries to justify.
“Was not expecting that,” I try to joke but Shawn still isn’t meeting my eyes. My gaze softens, noticing how much those three words have effected him.
“Hey,” I say softly, running my hand across his back in soft comforting movements.
“I’m sorry if I ruined everything,” He says, meeting my eyes briefly.
“Honestly, before I could even think I was just saying it,”
“I know we’ve only been dating for a couple weeks but we were friends for quite a while beforehand so its understandable for me to feel this way about you-”
“Shawn I love you too,” I almost scream, frustrated that he wasn’t listening.
“You do?” his whole face lights up at my words.
“Of course I do, you’re the best thing to happen to me remember?” I smirk, creeping closer to his body.
“Mmhm, that’s true,” and he’s back to himself, the nervous Shawn gone in a blink of an eye. “I love you,” Shawn smiles, my heartbeat going a million miles a minute, then presses his lips upon mine.
Pairing: Yoongi x reader Genre: hybrid!au, fluff (is it even there? who knows), smut (later later), Words: 3.1k+ Warnings: none?? a surprising lack of tears in this one Notes: We get to know a bit more about dear sweet Yoongi in this next sad installment. What a time to be alive. I forgot to mention when I first posted this that this is for those anons that requested a hybrid!Yoongi !!! Here you go babies 💖
After your grandmother passed she left everything to you. Her house, her fortune, and apparently… her cat? The grumpy male hybrid you encounter at her house is anything but the tame housecat you’d expected to find. Fulfilling your grandmother’s last request to look after him becomes a lot harder when he seems to be avoiding you, and your dissatisfied relatives start stirring up trouble.
↳ ? ↳ who am i
↳ I’m JK
↳ nice to see you ↳ you’re sleeping? me too ↳ I just ate ↳ I ate dotori-mu ↳ with beef radish soup ↳ but it was good ↳ I ↳ learned an english word recently ↳ cpecific (english) ↳ It’s special, specific right ↳ yes, armys are special to me ↳ noe ↳ now I’m laughing slightly (t/n; he wrote it as ‘laughter해요’) ↳ now I ↳ will go get ready (t/n; he wrote it as 'ready하라 갈게요’) ↳ bye~~~~~ (english)
This recipe doesn’t have any beef in it, but it does make it a lot heartier! It also makes it feel like homemade with half the effort and is an excellent way to use up the spinach in the crisper you bought in a fit of good intentions which is no longer usable for salad. Also a good way to use up a bunch of tomato paste if you had to open a can and then only use a tablespoon.
- you can use measuring stuff if you want but honestly it’s soup so you can just guesstimate if you like
- bowl and spoon for eating
- 1 small to medium onion, diced as rough or as fine as you care to eat your onions
- 1 clove garlic, minced (optional but exellent)
- 10-15 mls olive or other vegetable oil (2-3 tsp)
- 2 ml salt (½ tsp)
- 1-2 mls pepper flakes (leave out if you’re not okay with spice, or replace with hot sauce later in the process) (¼ to ½ tsp)
- 1 can tomato soup
- 1 soup can’s worth of milk (or alternative; just don’t, for the love of God, use water unless you absolutely must)
- 10 mls Italian spice mix (2 tsp) (if you don’t have it, use:
- 2 mls basil (½ tsp)
- 2 mls oregano (½ tsp)
- 1 ml rosemary (¼ tsp)
- 1 ml thyme (¼ tsp)
- 2 mls onion powder (½ tsp) (don’t leave it out just because you already have onion in the soup, I swear it adds something different)
- 1 ml garlic powder (¼ tsp)
- .5 mls black pepper (1/8 tsp)
- if you have it, 2 mls fennel (½ tsp)
- if you have it, 1 ml marjoram (¼ tsp)
- hot sauce to taste
- 15-45 mls tomato paste (1-3 tbsp)(also optional but also excellent)
- a few handfuls spinach or kale
- 125-250 mls cooked rice (½-1 cup)
Add the oil to a pot and heat to medium low (3 or 4 out of 9 on my stove, don’t go too high). Dump your onions, garlic, salt, kale if you’re using it, and pepper flakes if you want them and let it sit for ~5 min. You can stir if you want, but you don’t have to, because…
Dump in the tomato soup and a can’s worth of milk. Scrape up the bottom with your spoon/spatula when you stir and the excellent little brown bits will become part of your soup.
Add the Italian spice mix or the spices in the amounts listed. This is where you’d also add your hot sauce if you wanted spice but didn’t have pepper flakes, or if you’re crazy and wanted both. Add your tomato paste if you’re using it and stir fairly vigorously, it’s weirdly thick.
Add your spinach and let it sit.
Once your spinach/kale is as wilted as you want it to be, add your cooked rice and turn off the heat. Cover it and leave for about a minute to heat the rice up, then taste to see if it needs more salt - depending on what soup brand you’re using, it might, so add it if it does. Then serve!
As per Anon’s request! (Thank you again) Angst Wolf Au 3898 Words
Summary: Jimin never asked for a mortal mate and as much as he loved her, he also found himself resenting every single gene in her body that made her human.
Jealousy is a poisonous emotion that begins from the heart and courses through every vein filling every gap with bitterness. An emotion that was almost impossible to control and hide. It was also a curse bestowed upon Jimin for being the species that he was.
“Jimin we’re going for a run.” Hoseok said popping his head into Jimin’s room. Jimin was sprawled on his bed, his eyes closed, “Go ahead, I don’t feel like running.” He replied with a yawn. Hoseok expressed concern for the younger one’s health before leaving with the rest of the pack once Jimin reassured him that he was okay, just tired. With his acute hearing, he heard the leader make a comment about how it had been awhile since Jimin went for a run with them and the rest agreeing in unison. When he heard them all leave, he rolled onto his stomach and let out a long exhale. Every time they asked him to go he would use the same excuse: “I’m tired.” He could never tell them the real reason why he couldn’t join them. As of lately, Jimin loathed his wolf form and in order to go on these runs, the pack had to transform to release tension building inside the body. In fact, he would avoid any situation that required him to become what he really was. He hated what he was and for once, just one day, he wanted to be a human. He just wanted to be normal.