The lips around your finger
(- a Newt Scamander Imagine, NSFW)
inspired by all the beautiful Newt requests I got!
plot: you and your best friend finally decided to turn your friendship into more
warnings: smut, cocky Newt (yes, this is a warning bc oooh boy)
I PASSED! I PASSED! I PASSED!’, you screamed at your best friend as you were
bursting through the door, crying and laughing at the same time.
‘Baby’, he said calmly with a big smile on his face, ‘what did you expect? My
beautiful and talented friend would never fail.’ He hugged you tightly,
nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. You immediately felt all of the
tension washing off your body, your muscles relaxed and your hands stopped
shaking. It has been a truly exhausting day for you and you were glad that you
had such a wonderful and supportive best friend back at home, waiting for you
in your shared apartment.
‘I can’t believe that you are working for the Ministry of Magic now, what’s
your title again?’, the man asked and his piercing green eyes looked into yours
full of admiration.
‘In front of you, Mister Newt Scamander, stands the new Vice Director of
Magical Security’, you laughed and put your hands on his shoulders, giving him
a quick peck on his soft lips.
‘Well, Miss Vice Director of Magical Security, let’s celebrate this, shall we?’
Newt declared and disappeared into the kitchen.
You used the chance to take your coat of in order to surprise him with the baby
pink lace and satin dress you bought for yourself on the way from the office to
Today was the day. You got a job some people are waiting for their entire life
and you had only just graduated a few months ago. You were capable of
everything today, even of finally turning those platonic little kisses and that
playful teasing into something more.
Holding a horrible looking chocolate cake on a silver plate in one hand and a
bottle of champagne in the other the man came back, almost letting the bottle
fall to the ground when he saw you. He didn’t say anything and just did his, oh
so loved, smiling shyly and looking to the ground thingy.
‘Don’t you think I’m pretty?’, you asked him playfully and strutted over to the
flustered man. He didn’t dare to look up because he knew if he would, he wouldn’t
be able to control himself any longer and he wasn’t quite sure what your
intentions may be. Maybe this was just a cruel joke, set up by his best friend
in order to tease him a bit more than usual. However, he couldn’t stand the
teasing and the bit of cuddling anymore. He was sick of it, he longed after
Unfortunately, he wasn’t aware how much you have wanted him to take you in the
last few weeks full of sexual frustration. You decided to push him a bit further
and scooped a bit of the chocolate frosting from the cake with your index
finger. Your big eyes glanced up to him innocently while you were wrapping your
pink lips around it.
‘Oh, ooooh no’, he shook his head, ‘th- this behaviour, it can’t be excused,
missy!’ he nervously declared in his playful flirting voice but in his mind he
had already undressed you and bent over that damn table where he was putting
the things in his hands on.
‘Aww but I would love to make up for it’, you told him, your voice even more
seductive than you had intentioned. You slowly, way too slowly, put the straps
of your dress down your shoulders and let it sink to the ground, revealing to
the shocked man that you were only wearing panties and no bra. You took his wrists
and brought his arms around your waist. Newt gulped but didn’t hesitate to
scoop you as close as possible to him. You couldn’t have been any happier this
moment. He clearly wanted this too.
With your delicate fingers you started fiddling with his black bow tie, signalling
him that you would rather see it on the floor instead on him right now.
He unwrapped it without taking his eyes off of your body, just the sight of
this beautiful girl in front of him was enough to make the bulge, in his now
way too tight pants, grow.
He was breathing heavy when you started undoing his button up and you felt so
much confidence washing over you making him melt like ice under your touch.
However, suddenly Newt interrupted your actions and put his hand forcibly on
‘(y/n), look at me!’, he said with a stern voice pulling away from you.
Your eyes, full of disappointment, met his.
‘I- I am sorry, Newt, if this isn’t what you want. I just, I’ve been thinking
about this a lot lately, even dreaming of you and I just realize how stupid it
is from me to put our friendship-‘, you stuttered, your eyes starting to water
and your mouth didn’t let any more words free.
‘No, no, no, no, (y/n)! This is everything I’ve ever wanted. Please, believe
me! I just wanted to know if you are really sure that you want this, that you
want me. I don’t want to give you the feeling that you have to do-.’
You interrupted him, pressing your lips onto his. Desperately kissing him hard.
He jumped but quickly relaxed and deepened the kiss. Kissing Newt wasn’t new to
you, you messed around a lot but this, this was something completely different.
It was passionate and hot. His hands pulling at your hair. Your hands around
his neck. Moans escaping from the both of you. Him grinding into you. This was
everything you ever wanted it to be.
In order to catch his breath he pulled away and you took your chance to attack
his neck and plastering it in love bites.
Newts head started to spin and he got dizzy. He put his hand on the table
behind him to help him stay on his feet.
While Newt was processing what was going on, you started where you left off and
began unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and quickly shoved it from his torso.
His pale skin was glistering in the golden sun light that came through the
‘God, you look so beautiful, Newt. Do you know that?’, you asked him and didn’t
manage to close your mouth. The view was breathtaking. Your comment made him
growl and he was so desperate that he couldn’t manage to carry you over to his
bed and make love to you for the next twenty-four hours. He was in such shock
that the only thing he could do was stand there and look at you in disbelieve.
It felt like he imagined an encounter with an angel would feel.
Fortunately, you weren’t fond of him caring for you on this day. You were
excited that you could finally show him how grateful you were for him and give
him something in return for his otherworldly support he has shown since day one.
Your fingertips were tracing his upper body and you left a trail of soft kisses
from his neck down to his pants.
You shot Newt a quick look, hoping for approval.
‘Oh god, yes (y/n)! Please, I beg you!’, he almost whimpered and he didn’t have
to tell you twice.
Faster than he could look, his pants were already laying on the wooden floor.
You bit your lower lip in the sight of his erected member trying to escape from
his navy boxers. You quickly pushed his boxers down and started peppering
kisses upwards on the inside of his tights.
Your hot breath meeting his tip, Newt let out a husky moan that made your lady
parts tingle and you were glad you were already kneeling in front of him
because your legs wouldn’t be able to hold your weight.
Not really knowing what else to do know, due you being an extra virgin, you
took his length into your mouth and teasingly slowly rocked your head back and
Newt shut his eyes tightly and threw his head back in desperation.
‘I swear, kitten, if you don’t stop teasing me, I’ll punish you so hard’, the
usually so giggly and wholesome man spoke and you decided he had enough of
teasing. You fastened your pace and it didn’t take long for Newt to warn you.
‘Hell, (y/n) I’m gon- I’m gonna’, he wasn’t able to finish his sentence because
his words drowned in his moans.
‘It’s okay, baby’, you assured him softly and shortly after his warm fluid
filled you mouth, which you swallowed, not complaining. Newt was a mess but
quickly got himself together.
‘Look at you, you are such a good girl, my good girl. So pretty and pure. So
diligent’, he showered you in compliments and brought you up to him. He pressed
a sweet kiss on your forehead and you brought your head to his chest, which was
still raising up and down uncontrollably.
You were shaking because of what just happened. You couldn’t believe that your
best friend just called you his good girl. Your thoughts were racing, you were
so happy but oh so shocked.
Scamander, who got a hang on what was going on in your head, tried to distract
you and joked: ‘You know, I can now tell everyone I received fellatio from the
Vice Director of Magical Security.’ He shot you a cocky grin and you couldn’t
help yourself but start laughing and playfully hit his chest.
‘I hate you, Newt!’ you giggled.
‘I love you too’, he responded but his playful voice suddenly got all serious and
passionate, ‘actually, I really love you, (y/n)!’
Your heart jumped and ached in excitement and you whispered a small ‘I love you
too’ to him.
‘Well after that is from the table, do you want some cake?’, he asked with a
smile but you suspiciously eyed the brown dough that looked more like a turd
than it resembled something to eat.
‘I know it looks horrible but it’s actually really delicious’, he assured you
and you gave it a try.
And it was. It really was delicious.
hello! i'm a huge fan of your stage shows and vlogs and i recently bought your book so i was wondering how you keep confident in the content you write about? i'm writing a book and hope to get it published one day and although i'm usually really excited every time i write and feel happy with what i create, i've recently been only thinking negatively 😬 don't get me wrong, i still love it (it's my own world i can escape to!) any advice? xx
You’ve caught me on the best day to ask this because a few hours ago I was sat at my writing desk crying and saying to Pete “what if this is terrible? what if everyone hates this?”.
Ultimately, it comes to to: is this something you’d like to read? and are you writing this story for you?
As soon as you start writing the story to appeal to other people it loses it’s charm a little. There were so many people who hated On The Other Side because the character names were “twee” or they didn’t like that it wasn’t set in a specific time period or it was too “out there” and they didn’t like the magical elements but…at the end of the day I wrote that story because it’s something I would have liked to read had I picked it off the shelf from another writer and I wrote the story for myself. It’s a story I wanted to tell. Those two things keep me going and keep on me track when I write. As soon as the answer to those questions is no, something’s gotta change!
Customer Bought Me Donuts Because My Department Broke
I work at a big name office supply store that isn’t Staples. At my particular store, I am one of only two people trained in every department, so, even though I’m supposed to be mainly logistics, I have a lot of shifts in the print department because we have so few people trained in it. We have two large printers behind the counter: one purely for B&W printing, and one for color. I had a morning shift a few days ago, and, when I went in, the B&W printer wasn’t working (it would jam every few pages). It wasn’t very busy, but I had a steady stream of customers, so I paid no mind to it and just used the color printer even for B&W prints. I had one customer who came in who needed roughly 300 prints (not the largest order, but not a small one, either) on different kinds of paper. In between two of her jobs, the color printer disconnected itself from our system…while the B&W was still out of commission. And, of course, this was at the same time that traffic started to pick up. So I have a line growing and no usable machines for anything except copying, and only the self-service machines at that. I had to call the off-site support team and it took us about 15 minutes to connect the printer back to our system. While I was still on the phone, I figured I might as well mention the problems with the B&W printer (the lifters for the large size paper trays were also broken, but those papers never get used on the B&W anyway, so we just kinda let it be for a couple of weeks). While I’m on the phone still, I go to print a document that’s roughly 60 pages, and I swear there is some kind of malevolent spirit possessing that printer, because it printed all 60 pages, no jam, when before it would jam every 5 or 6. Anyway, we get the printer situation sorted, and I finished the customers order, and she left (very grateful, even though I didn’t actually finish her order (the paper she brought in was too lightweight to completely go through the printer)). The next evening, I came in and in my department I saw a box of donuts, and on it, there was a note that said “For R: Thank you for all your hard work and help. As good as gold. Cheers, T.” I wouldn’t say that it made the stress of my entire department breaking down worth it, but it felt nice that someone noticed how stressful a situation it was and cared enough to say so.
Summary: You always dreamt everything would be alright, you wanted to be happy and you wanted Newt to be happy. But, once again, you’re in the shadow. And this time, you can’t take it anymore.
Words count: 3949
Warning: Sadness and regrets
A/N: Hi! I’m sorry for not posting for a long time, I’m still writing but with school, I just don’t find the time with my studies (I’m the equivalent of a sophomore). But I’m on holidays so I’ll try my best to post stories. Well, I hope you all have a good day! And requests are open by the way!
And just before you start reading:
-Y/S/N: your shop’s name
-The italic stands for the place the reader is reminiscing the past
You were rummaging through the pile of stuff in front of you, picking up what belonged to you. You were feeling so sad right now. You wished to be angry, to hate her, hate him. But you couldn’t: the only one you were able to blame was you. Because, after all this time, you thought for a brief moment that he would return your feelings.
After all, you knew him since your childhood: your parents were in good terms with his and you quickly became friend with him. You were always the first one he would talk about his discoveries and you were the first one he told about his dream.
At this time, you were still toddlers and all you could think -or much all you wanted to think- about was to dream of what you will be when you are older. You absolutely loved to hear him explain his dream to you: he would take care of beasts, just like he took care of his own Puffskein or his mother’s hippogriffs. He would make the world realise their importance and he would make everyone stop treating the poor animals badly. And you trusted him: if someone could do it, it was him! He was always so kind and so patient… Yes, he could do it.
At the end of this speech, you always asked in a tiny voice « And, will I have the permission to travel with you? Because it would be so lonely without you… » To this, he would perpetually answer with a smile going all the way up to his eyes « Of course, you’ll come with me! You’ll help me and I will teach you about them and you will take care of them with me! »
All of this started when you were so young… You never expected it to end in this way. And not now. But, to state the truth, you never expected it to end at all.
There are ten beer bottles sitting on his kitchen counter.
All of them are empty, lined up in rows of three with the odd man out lying on its side. He spins this one around, the label blurring as he leans his hip against the granite countertop.
The countertop they picked out together, not so long ago. Dark grey, modern and stylish, just like she wanted.
Around and around the green bottle spins until his eyes can’t take it anymore. He throws the bottle in the garbage can instead of the recycle bin. Partly because he’s almost a full case of beer deep and wasn’t really paying attention but also because she always insisted that they recycle as much as they could.
“It’s better for the environment,” he muses out loud to himself, his words slurring as he starts chucking the remaining beer bottles into the garbage, one by one.
She’s not here to yell at him anyways, so why the fuck should he care.
There are voicemails waiting for him when he wakes up the next morning.
“Bellamy, it’s your sister. What in the hell are you doing not answering your phone for days? Call me back!!”
“Bell? It’s Jasper. Just wanted to check up on you, man. Let me know how you’re doing.”
“Yo, It’s Murphy. Fuck that girl, let’s get drunk.”
“Hey, it’s Monty. I’m sure everyone is calling you but…we’re worried about you. Please let someone know if you’re okay.”
“Bell, honey? It’s mom. Please call me when you get this, your sister and I are worried about you. Love you.”
“Blake, it’s Miller. Octavia is freaking out man, hasn’t stopped calling me since yesterday. I know you’re hurting but…just please call someone back. Later.”
“Mr. Blake, it’s Professor Stanley. I just wanted to let you know that I received your email and am sorry to hear you won’t be able to speak in my class this week. Hope we can schedule something again soon.”
“God damn it, Bellamy Blake! If you don’t call me back, I’m going to tell mom about all the stupid shit you did in high school. And we both know you don’t want that hellfire to rain down upon you. Call. Me. Back!”
“Hey….Bell. It’s me. Look, I know we said we weren’t going to call each other but…I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for the way that we ended things. I know it was for the best but…I just…please don’t pull away from everyone. They all love you so much. And so do I. I’m sorry.”
He deletes all of them but the last one, sets his phone on that fucking grey countertop and hits the speaker button.
“….They all love you so much. And so do I.”
Her voice is broken but so is his heart so he listens to it a few more times until he feels like breaking his phone.
He has this in the bag, man. In the bag, zipped up, squared away, a hole in one, sealed and, laminated and—it was a lie, all of it.
Because the chocolates Stiles made two days ago? Yeah, those were eaten. By his dad. And the first heart-shaped card he bought? He gave to the nice old lady who just lost her cat of 20 years, because that’s true love, and anyone who says differently is a monster.
The second card got thrown away, because of reasons. The third card was a ‘hand-made’ card, with lots of cut paper and glitter and it ended up stuck to his ceiling. Along with a few other glue-infused things. They’re still up there now, while Stiles pulls his most recent failure out of the oven.
“Nice, perfect. I’m sure Derek’s favorite flavor is Chocolate-Triggering-Charcoal-Cookies. Tastes that remind you of family.”
Prompt: You and Roman have been an item for a while. You plan a surprise party for his birthday. Dean helps you and Roman sees you spending time with him and gets jealous, thinking you are cheating. Just as he is about to confront you he walks in on his surprise. Followed by smut about you being his and only his. Anon. I added Daddy!Kink to this. It’s pretty damn smutty.
A/N: A short drabble that came to me a few hours ago. I own nuthin’.
Warnings: Nahh… Just fluff.
They were enjoying a small stroll through the city, the late lunch they just had settling comfortably in theirs stomachs. Silence was not unusual to them, but welcomed. After a hard days work, both merely needed the presence of each other to relax.
He kept glancing at her and she pretended not to notice. She was basically doing the same thing. And then, he broke the silence.
“You alright?” He asked.
Avery looked up, her eyebrows raised. “Huh?”
Bucky’s eyes left hers and glanced lower. Curious, she followed until her own gaze settled on her hands.
“Oh,” She blushed lightly, realizing she had been absently rubbing her left wrist. “I… I lost my watch a few weeks ago and I haven’t bought a new one.” She explained. “Feels kinda weird. Like I’m-”
“Naked.” He supplied and getting a tad redder, she nodded.
He smiled at her. “I know what you mean.”
“Yeah… I don’t even like it, you know! Too expensive and too flashy. No wonder it got stolen. But, I just got used to wearing it.”
She didn’t say anything else but Bucky understood. “Here!” He said as he pulled up his sleeve and began unbuckling his own watch.
Avery’s eyes widened. “What? No!” She grabbed his hands, both flesh and metal, effectively stopping him.
“Hey, it’s alright, I want to.” He tried to say but she wouldn’t have it.
“It’s very sweet of you, Bucky.” She stood in front of him and started buckling it back. “But, I don’t need one right this second.” She told him, stroking his knuckles with her thumb. “Besides, yours is too big for me, hon. I’m used to something smaller.”
She smiled and intertwined their fingers together. They walked side by side through Times Square. There were so many people and most of them were tourists. and where there are tourists, you can bet that there are vendors as well. Booths upon booths were erected as far as their eyes can see, selling I heart NY tshirts, caps and other knick knacks.
But those weren’t the ones that caught Bucky’s eyes. The one that did was selling cheap glittering watches by the road side. An idea popped into his head and he grinned.
“What?” She asked, instantly suspicious.
He let go of her hand and strode over to the booth. Avery frowned as she watched her boyfriend, fingering watches after watches until one caught his eyes. He pointed to it and pulled out a twenty from his pocket and paid the vendor. Then, he came back to her with the grin still splattered on his face.
“Tell me you didn’t just bought me a watch.”
“What?” Bucky shrugged, reaching for her left hand. “I can’t treat my girlfriend now and then?” He lifted it up and she rolled her eyes but didn’t make a move to stop him. He buckled the watch around her small wrist and adjusted it. “So, what do you think?”
It was a canvas-strapped watch, colourfully stripy in a sort of tribal way with a round face with a picture of the Statue of Liberty in the middle. It was comfortable and Avery couldn’t help the twitch in her lips as she regarded her gift.
She mock-sighed. “It’ll do.”
Bucky let out a laugh, hugging her to his side. “Good. I know it’s not much, but,”
“I like it, Buck. I’ll cherish it forever.” He smiled down at her and she rose on her tiptoes and pecked him on the lips. “Thank you.”
I bought a house a couple of years ago and I love it, but there's not much of a yard. I don't mind long walks, but I'd kind of like to have a dog on the lazier end of the spectrum and I've always wanted a Cane Corso, but I've never been around one for long enough to get a feel of their day-to-day energy level. Is it a good idea or not? If not, what larger breed might you recommend?
Cane Corsos would not be a lazy breed. Usually big dogs are lazy dogs, but there are a few exceptions. Italian Mastiffs are expert level dogs. You can check out @molosseraptor for reference. When it comes to Mastiffs, the English Mastiff is really the only breed that’s going to be lazy and easy going. French, Italian, Argentine, Canary, Tibetan, Spanish, South African, and even Bull Mastiffs are all tough cookies.
Large-n-lazy dogs would be: Greyhounds, Silken Windhounds, Borzoi, Irish Wolfhounds, Bernese Mountain Dogs, English Mastiffs, Clumber Spaniels
Not-so-easy-but-also-lazy would be: Great Danes, Great Pyrenees, Saint Bernards, Bloodhounds.
Lazy can also be a personality trait. I have met super lazy labs, but have met the polar opposite labs that do not stop. I’ve also met bulldogs, which are supposed to be lazy, that run around and throw themselves like a bowling ball!
Any breed, or mix, you get is going to need exercise regardless. But these are a few that might just protest that exercise.
Author’s note: One of these days I should really finish the Seoul scene and found out how many parts there are to this series… But if any if you were curious, this is basically the halfway point I think. Sorry for any errors.
Genre: Fluff? and then I’m just gonna saltbae a bit of drama into it cuz why not?!? (Jungkook)
[Notice that I don’t have to put “fake fluff”! I might have written the darn series, but I still cant believe what happened in 12.5]
City: Fukuoka (Last day)
Word count: 3192
Summary: Jungkook and Y/n go through with Jungkook’s plan and do a V-app Q&A to try and clear the air over Y/n’s public breakdown.
This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.
His phone rang, waking him from his sleep.
“What?” He answered a groggy voice.
“Dude open the door. I’ve been knocking for forever!” V complained.
“Fine! Wait!” Jungkook grumbled as he hung up.
His girlfriend’s eyes were still closed but she asked. “Jungkook who
“It’s nothing y/n, go back to sleep okay?”
He waited until he was sure she was asleep again to get out of bed.
Then he went over to the bathroom to wash up, finally opening the door for V
“I called you like ten minutes ago, what took so long?”
“Calm down, don’t be such a whiny bitch. It was only like five minutes.
I need to brush my teeth and take a piss.”
“Dude it’s almost noon, why are you barely waking up?”
“Y/n and I stayed up watching a movie.”
V stopped in his tracks. “Speaking of y/n, where is she?”
“Sleeping. I can go wake her up if you need to talk to her.”
“No, I just need to talk to you.”
“What about this time?”
V went over and took a seat at the small table. “y/n.”
Jungkook took the seat across him.
“I meant to tell you this sooner, but I couldn’t find the right time.”
“Ok, so tell me.”’
V cleared his throat. “I’ve noticed that you and y/n don’t seem to
bother each other anymore.”
“Well, yeah ever since we made a truce, we’ve been okay I guess.”
“…You don’t like her, do you?”
Jungkook jumped out of his skin a bit. He and Y/n had agreed to not
tell anyone about being an actual couple. They were both scared of what Rap
monster would do to them, considering them being a fake couple was a
punishment. “She’s- she’s, like, alright I guess. Wh-why do you ask?”
“Last night you guys looked way too into it backstage. Even Jimin and I
felt it was more than just pretending.”
“It’s all part of the act stupid Nam-bitch has us doing. Fucking Aiko
was around and she was eyeing us the whole time! We were making out so bad cuz
she kept staring!”
“Jungkook, Yoongi and Aiko left like two seconds after you and y/n
started playing tonsil hockey. But after they left you two kept up with the
“Well our eyes were closed, we couldn’t fucking see when they left! We
were just playing it safe.”
“it seemed like a lot more than that. Which is why I’m asking if you
like her or not?”
“Why does it matter?”
“Well do you?”
“She’s not that bad, but what does that have to do with me liking her?”
“Do you like her as more than a friend?!? That’s what I’m asking!”
“Why does it fucking matter?!?”
V pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated that Jungkook was avoiding
his question. “I’m just gonna get to the point… Y/n is your punishment-“
“No fucking duh!”
“Shut up for a second!” He brought his tone back a bit for what he was
about to say next. “She is your punishment since the beginning! It’s been
Namjoon’s plan this whole time. This whole making you guys fake date is to get
you to fall for y/n-“
“He wasn’t you to fall for her and when you do, that’s when he’s going
to kill her! He wants to hurt you again the way he did with Yoona!”
“That fucking bastard!” he almost shouted.
“Look, if there is something going on between you guys that’s fine with
me. I won’t say shit to Namjoon. Just keep that shit on the down low so he
doesn’t find out.”
“That fucking bastard ass piece of shit motherfucker!” Jungkook
muttered to himself.
“I’m only telling you this cuz I was scared you were actually getting
feelings for her. I don’t want to see you hurt the way you did with Yoona…
Plus, I think y/n is pretty cool and I don’t wanna see anything worse happen to
BACK TO Y/N
You had just finished your hair
and makeup and Jungkook was searching for the onesies he bought a few days ago.
“I found them!” He came up to you
and handed you the Pikachu onesie. “Here, you wear this one, you look cuter in
“Ha! Thanks.” You smiled.
“So I posted an announcement about
the v app, hopefully we get a bunch of people watching. You remember what you
have to say, right?”
“Yup, but if I start messing up,
you better save me.”
“Yeah, don’t worry I got you.”
You both put the onesies over the
clothes that you slept in.
“Y/n?” Jungkook called out softly.
“Can I start calling you jagiya,
but like for real?” He asked shyly.
“Yeah, of course you can.”
“Ok” He smiled, but his shyness
returned. “… Jagi… Can I have a kiss?”
You moved up to him and wrapped
your arms around his neck. “Now, I thought you said you wanted to make things
real. You don’t ask for permission when we pretend, so why are you asking now?”
“I just… don’t want to make you
feel uncomfortable or anything like that.”
A chuckle escaped you. “Jungkook,
this whole thing was forced since the beginning and after months of forced
pretending, I’m comfortable with you now. The things we do in public won’t make
me feel weird when we do them in private.”
“I was just making sure…”
“Just kiss me.”
He leaned down and gave you a
short, but deep kiss. “Ok, let’s get this video started.”
With his phone already set up in
the kitchen area, you both sat at the breakfast bar and got started.
“Hi Army!” Jungkook began.
“Hi everybody!” you smiled.
Jungkook continued with what you
both practiced. “How are you guys? As I promised, y/n and I have made time to
talk to you all and just clear the air. The reason we are doing it in this way
is cuz we want you all to hear us straight from us… Despite the rumors that
have been going around the past two days, y/n and I aren’t breaking up and what
happened had nothing at all to do with cheating or abuse or anything like
He took a look at the screen that
was exploding with comments. “So, what
happened then?” he read out loud. “Y/n, do you wanna say what happened?”
“Yeah… So, um, the reason that I
acted the way I did was because I have been under tons of stress. This is my
first time working on a tour schedule. I’m not used to all the traveling and
the little bits of sleep. *Sigh* It didn’t make me feel any better that when I
would go online I would always see mean stuff about me and it all got to the
point where I have been receiving threats-“
your voice cracked and you stopped talking. Obviously, you didn’t mean
fan threats, but really it was Rap monster’s threats that popped into your head.
They were always in the back of your mind.
Jungkook put one arm around you
and with his free hand, he gave yours a reassuring squeeze.
You used your anxiety to help sell
your act, maybe then Rap monster wouldn’t follow through with his threats. “So
when we were out and about here in Fukuoka, I felt really stressed and
paranoid. I just couldn’t hold anything anymore and I- I snapped in the worst
way possible.”. The guilt of causing such a scene was still eating away at you
and you were scared that even this video wasn’t going to make anything better.
You looked up at Jungkook, “I still so sorry about that. I didn’t mean to take
it out on you Kookie. I didn’t mean to make things worse.”
He pulled you into a hug. “No
baby, no need to apologize. It’s not your fault, I told you that.” He cooed. He
turned to the camera. “I was stressed that day too. That isn’t an excuse for
not noticing that y/n wasn’t feeling well that day. I also could have handled
the whole situation much better instead of getting after her the way I did. We
were both really stressed and we let out the worst sides of ourselves. That was
Once again a wave of comments
attacked the screen. “Are you guys better
now?” Jungkook read. “Yes! We are much better now.”
“We came back and took a nap and
we were way better. A big reason why we acted the way we did was from our lack of sleep I think.”
The next question was ‘Why do you rub her in our faces?’.”
Jungkook was a bit taken aback by it. The question was a bit ironic considering
that was almost the real point of posting so often. “Hm, I don’t mean for it to
come off like that. The way I’ve always seen it was that I am sharing her with
you all.” Still holding on to your hand he continued with, “I love you all and
you all have supported me and been with me through so much. I am just sharing
this new stage of life with you and y/n is a huge part of it. The whole time I
hid her from you all, I felt like I was lying to everyone. It was stressful on
both of us to keep it a secret, but now it feels like a weight has been lifted…
I’m sorry if it feels like all I do is talk about y/n or show her off…it’s
just… y/n makes me happy and I like to share my moments of happiness with you
The question itself was rather
unexpected and his response surprised you. It wasn’t a type of question either
of you prepared for. You began to think that you made a good choice in giving
him a chance. As a way to reward him for being quick on his feet and also as a
thank you, you gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, making him break into a
At the show of affection, the
screen lit up with comments and questions. This time, Jungkook asked you to
choose a question.
“What do you guys love about each other?” you read out loud. You
looked over at Jungkook as he had the biggest smile on his face. You softly
repeated the question to yourself as you thought of an answer.
“Well what do you love about me
y/n? Go on, gush away!” he teased.
You rolled your eyes at him, but
quickly smiled. “Hm, he’s a huge dork! He’s so awkward all the time! I love it!
You all should have seen him earlier. We’ve been dating almost two years and he
still asks me for a kiss, he’s so shy!”
“Ya! I was trying to be cute!”
“Sure~ whatever you say!” you said
sarcastically. “What else do I love? … He’s a very goofy person, but he also
very nice and considerate. He’s someone with a good heart. I admire how hard
working he is also. After all the things he has to do, I don’t get where he finds
the energy to still be the type of person he is. Overall I think he’s
incredible.” You look at look at him again and found him with the biggest smile
on his face. “Oh! I forgot to mention how adorable his smile is! Oohh and this
little scar on his cheek is so cute too.” You said poking his cheek to point
out his old scar. Then you pulled down his hood and brushed his hair out of his
face. “And his eyebrows, I love them. I’m sure we can all agree he has great
“Are you done yet?” He giggled.
“Well I also love your arms and
your hands and your collarbones and the little mole you have on your neck! Ok,
now I’m done!”
“Now my turn!”
“No! You heard Army, they are tired
of me. Let’s move onto something else.”
“But, but, but I need to tell them
how much I love you because you’re so caring and patient and you cook better
than Jin and that I find you so beautiful and perfect!”’
“Fine! I’ll just go ahead and read
the last question then.” He leaned forward to read the small screen. “Wow, you
guys comment fast, but one question caught my eye. It was “Would you regret everything you posted with y/n if you guys broke up?”.
He looked over to you as he thought the question over in his head, then he
looked back at the camera. “Um, I don’t really know. It would depend on a lot
of things. Maybe if it was a mutual break, then I wouldn’t have any regrets. It
would be because those moments together would be genuine to the both of us. We
could both look back and agree that we were fun and happy… If it wasn’t mutual
and depending on the reason for the break up, then maybe I would regret it. I
would know that one of wasn’t happy and that would hurt.”
During the concert backstage, Aiko
wasn’t as nosy as she was the night before nor was she staring at you as often.
From the few words exchanged between the two of you, she mostly commented on
the v app video, saying that it was very cute.
Like with Meihui and all the other
girls you came in contact with, you held yourself back from revealing Aiko’s
fate to her. Tomorrow you all would be in Manila and you knew it was going to
be her end and it really hurt you. Sure, you were jealous of Aiko, but you
didn’t hate her. She didn’t deserve what was going to happen to her.
Back at the hotel, you couldn’t
help but feel down over the fact that soon Aiko’s life was going to come to an end. The next city was Manila and you knew that once the drugs were off her, she wouldn’t be f any use to Rap monster anymore.
You were already laying down in
bed when your distraction finally came out of the bathroom. He pulled a shirt
on to cover his bruise abdomen as he walked to his side of the bed. You turned
on your side and watched him pull back his sheet. “You know we don’t have do
that anymore. There isn’t really a point to separate ourselves anymore.”
With a small smile, he pulled back
your sheet and crawled his way next to you. You went close to him and rested
your head on his arm. It felt weird being close to him in this way. It didn’t
feel wrong, but it didn’t exactly feel right. “If I’m gonna get over Yoongi, I
should focus on Jungkook.” You reminded yourself. You looked up at Jungkook, an
awkward smile still on his face. “Jungkook, do you think the video worked?”
“Uh, I think so. Namjoon saw it
and said we did a “decent job”. I saw some new articles about us and it all
seemed good. The fans were even nicer to me today compared to yesterday! So that’s a huge relief, maybe this will all be forgotten soon. ”
The air you kept in your lungs was
now free to escape and you let yourself breathe again. It felt like a relief
that the whole ordeal was done with.
“Jagiya?” he called out softly.
His eyes seemed to sparkle over
the fact the you answered to jagiya. “… Um I just wanted to ask… Did you really
mean what you said about in the video, the things you liked about me?” redness
filled his cheeks as he waited for your answer.
“Well I didn’t say I liked those
Instantly his nervous smile
“I said I loved all those things!”
you said quickly, not wanting to break his spirit. “You’re really cute when
you’re being goofy. I think that’s what I love the most.” Although you used the
word love, you didn’t exactly mean it.
His beaming smile was back again.
“Then I’ll really try to be that way more often.” He said as he placed a kiss in
You had to admit, things did feel
sudden with him. His concerns over your feelings were on point. It was one
thing when you are both pretending, but this was something else entirely. It
took you by surprise how awkward and mushy of a person he really was and how
deep his feelings for you must be for him to be this way. A big part of you
liked it though, you didn’t think he had this side to him. “Yoongi doesn’t love
you.” you thought to yourself. “Don’t think about him, focus on Jungkook.” You
felt bad for not liking Jungkook as he did you, but you hoped that you would
soon feel the same way for him.
You looked up at Jungkook again
and caught him staring at your lips, still hesitant to make a move. In that
moment, you decided to indulge on whatever Jungkook had to offer and you were
the one that went in for the kiss first.
His lips spread into a smile, but
that didn’t keep him from kissing back. Like the other make out sessions, this
one was fast and almost desperate. It took a while but eventually you got him
to slow down the way you preferred.
For a while everything was great,
he was propped over you, one hand under your chin, the other on your hip. You
had your arms around him, keeping him on top of you. You didn’t mind when he
took things further, moving his lips down your neck. You were almost in bliss
when he found that good spot on your neck. You gripped into his back and let
out a small moan.
Slowly, he began to move his hand
over your body, but then his hand went up your shirt. When his skin touched
yours, it sent a chill throughout your body, but not a good one. On impulse,
you pushed him off you and shouted “No!”. Suddenly, the feeling of Hiro’s hands
could be felt all over. In a split second, you felt vulnerable, dirty, and
terrified. Tears fell from your eyes and flashes of Hiro’s sick attempts on you
“Y/n? What’s wrong? What did I
do?” Jungkook asked frantically.
All you could so was sob. You
pulled the covers over your head and tried to hide yourself.
“Did I touch a bruise?!? Did I
hurt you?!? Y/n I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to!” He inched closer, but you grabbed
a pillow and put in between you.
You continued to cry into the
blanket, ignoring Jungkook’s pleas to tell him what he did wrong.
Eventually you calmed down, but
stayed quiet for a long time. Jungkook never left the room. He stayed sitting
at the edge of the bed to keep an eye on you.
“… Sorry…” you mumbled.
“Why are you sorry? You don’t have
to be sorry. What happened?”
“It’s just- I- It’s cuz of Hiro.”
“You had touched me in a way he
did and-and I got scared and everything came back” your voice broke.
His face fell and he stood up from
the bed. “I’m sorry… I’ll go sleep on the couch.”
“No. I feel scared. I don’t want
to be alone.”
So I really wanted to say thanks to all of you guys. Lately it has been really hard for me to keep writing things because of many personal things that have happened in the last few months. There have been many times where I wanted to quit this series, but every time I got a reaction out of you guys it kept me motivated. Seriously, whenever I get an anon, when I see the notes, when I read your guys’ comments, I get motivated to write more. I know I’ve lost alot of you guys along the way, but for those of you who have stuck around, and for the new people that have caught up, thank you for reading my series. I will keep working hard on it and do my best to make it as perfect as possible!
“Well, I feel like one thing has been missing since we moved to San Myshuno. I’m sure it’s something that you’ve been missing as well even if you haven’t complained once. So, I went out and bought this on my way to work a few days ago and it’s finally here. I’m sure you will love this.”
Samantha raises her eyebrows, intrigued by Caleb’s words. “Oh? Well you’ve caught my attention.”
“Yeah? Do you want to see what I got you?”
Practically jumping with excitement, Samantha nods. “Yes, yes, yes! Show me!”
It was our annual Friday date night and I made sure that I would make this special as I wanted Isaac and me to get fully intimate with one another. I put on a special set of lingerie that I bought a few days ago for this occasion. Putting on my nice black dress as we were going to an expensive restaurant for this special date night. Isaac and I have been planning this for weeks as we wanted to do it on a special occasion which it was since it is our one year anniversary of our first date. Finally, I sprayed on some perfume and looked myself in mirror proud of myself for looking decent for once. I walk down the stairs to see Isaac sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone. I clear my throat which causes Isaac’s head snap towards me. I smirk by seeing Isaac’s jaw drop to the floor as his eyes take me in. “Close your mouth, Isaac. You might catch flies.”
His hand gripped my hips as we walked into the apartment as our lips were locked together. Isaac’s hands ran up and down my sides till they landed on my butt lifting me up on his waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved us towards his bedroom. Once we were inside he laid me slowly onto the bed as his lips fell onto my neck as my hand ran through my hair. His hands found the back of my dress as he slid the zipper down revealing the black lingerie I decided to wear. Isaac growls as he takes the rest of the dress off and whispers in my ear,” Nice lingerie baby but sadly its gotta go.” The rest of the night was amazing and the next day I had to buy more lingerie sets at Isaac’s request.
It was Brett and I’s two-year anniversary and prom night which didn’t make me the happiest as I just wanted to spend the night with Brett by myself instead with a bunch of people. But Brett insisted that we go as it was our senior year to which we decided to go the Devonport Prep Prom. Once we got to the prom the music was blasting through my ears and sweaty people were dancing everywhere. I gripped Brett’s hand which he gave me a soft squeeze as he moved through the crowd to his friends. As the night went on I became more bored and just wanted to go home. “Do you want to dance?” Brett asked beside me. “Sure, just one song,” I say grabbing his hand and dragging him to the dance floor. It was a slow song so we danced slowly together with Brett’s hands on my waist and mine around my neck. I rest my head against Brett’s chest as I thought about how our relationship has progressed over two years and how we have conquered through the ups and downs of the supernatural life. “Why don’t we get out of here? I can tell your bored and I want to spend the rest of this anniversary with just us two.” I smile up at him and kiss him as I was finally glad we were leaving.
We drove to Brett’s house as we decided to watch some Netflix but had other plans. I was planning on giving my virginity to Brett. I know cliché to do it on prom night but I felt it was the right time to do it and I trusted him. Once in his room, I had my bag with extra clothes which included sexy lingerie and a satin robe which I knew would turn Brett on. I go into the bathroom changing then looking into the mirror feeling sexy and confident. “Babe you okay in there?” I hear Brett ask. Instead of answering him I walk out of the bathroom and stand against the door frame. Brett looked up from his shoes and hissed in pleasure. He gets up from the bed and slowly walks towards me grabbing my hips once he is in front of me. I pull him down to kiss me as he moves one of his hands to my butt. “Are you sure about this?” Brett asks against my lips. “I am completely sure about this. Are you?” He just smirks and lifts me up onto his waist which makes me squeal. He drops me onto the bed as he lets go to take off his shirt. Slowly he comes back down on me with his hands above my head,” There is nothing I rather do. Thank you for trusting me. I love you.” I smile and wrap my hands around his neck,” I love you too and I always trust for now and forever.” I pull him down and press my lips together as my mind drifted to happiness as my night became better than it was before with the man I love.
Zootopia Fanfiction Take A Stand- Star of Ceratais Chapter 3- We all fall down
(An/ Hey guys it’s Garouge/Crewefox here with another
chapter of Star of Ceartais, I’m posting this early due to a family emergency
and I won’t be available tomorrow so thank you to everyone who liked, followed,
faved, reblogged and reviewed the fic so far, thank you for the overwhelming
support. A big shout out to @helthehatter who has kindly let me use her OCs
Kodi, Sasha and Wade, who are in this chapter and the next. Thank you to
everyone has supported me in regards to the cyberbully/troll Mafiaguy2017 and
thank you to all my friends have helped me out during this difficult time with
my family. If you want to ask any questions about this fic, you can reach me on
my tumblr Crewefox where there is a ask box and a load of art for this fic.)
Hannah took a step forward and handed Robyn the bunch of
peonies “I got you these, you always said they were your favourite.” She
“Thank you.” Robyn smiled, touched by the sweet gesture. Now or never Wilde she mentally rallied
before biting the bullet, leaning in and kissing her girlfriend on the lips,
she pulled back to see a pair of flummoxed faces on her parents, she then
nervously added “I think you already know my girlfriend.”
Judy was the first to muster a word “Girlfriend…” she
whispered with her amethyst eyes bulging.
“I think we might’ve broke them.” Hannah muttered to Robyn.
Nick looked the most surprised, he was expecting some little
bratty teenage boy to come take Robyn out, instead his daughter’s date was none
other than his goddaughter. The cogs in Nick’s head were turning with haste as
he tried to process what was going on Robyn
and Hannah are dating? Since when? I mean I knew Hannah was gay but Robyn? Was
she afraid to tell me and Judy? Why? We would’ve understood…but now she’s
dating Hannah….wait a sec this is perfect! Hannah is wonderful kid, she’d never
take advantage or hurt my baby, I love Hannah like a niece already! Hannah’s
the perfect girlfriend for Robyn! Ok, Nick play it cool, be supportive, don’t
act overexcited just tell them to have a nice time and be back by 10.30 Nick
cleared his throat before giving his regular suave smile “Keep an eye on her
Hannah and have her back at 10.30, oh and have fun.”
A customer came in with a new PlayStation 4 that he had purchased a few days ago, wanting to return it because he said it had been opened and the download codes had been removed and that the system had been used.
First of all, that’s a nearly impossible situation. He bought it new and it had the factory seal on it, so it had never been opened. We had to take it back because he had called the day before and one of our employees had told him “sure, bring it in and we’ll give you your money back!” Even though we definitely don’t take money back returns on completely new items - once you break the seal on it, it’s yours, or you can trade it in, but not return it.
The dude was definitely not telling the truth about this console and the employee should have never given him a straight up “yes” without at least asking a manager or SGA (me) to make a special exception.
You have asked for head-canons, and I am here to deliver. For LeoJi: Leo bought Guang two bears a few years ago for Valentines (complete with smol bear replicas of one of their skating outfits.) Ever since, every Valentines, Guang sets them up on "dates" and sends pictures to Leo. (Also Leo-bear is always dressed Dapper AF because he wants to impress Guang-Hong bear and obviously it always works.)
Part 2 to LeoJi headcanon: One day Leo bear goes missing and Guang-Hong is Distressed. He’s about to call Leo and apologise because he thinks he has lost the bear, but there’s a knock at the door and standing there looking sheepish is Leo with Leo-bear in matching suits (Guang-Hong’s parents probably somehow helped because they Approve of Leo.)
“Like, this picture I haven’t uploaded on the net, yet. MayuYukirin– ah, where’s it? Ah, here! *shows* This is a MayuYukirin picture I took when we had the theater performance some days ago. You know, this phone is new, like I bought it very recently, so I’ve got very few pics on here. Ah, this one I haven’t uploaded on the net yet, either. *shows* A MayuYukirin picture of when we went shopping together. I always end up taking pictures with Mayu only! Here’s a piture of Mayu of when we both went to have a meat-based-lunch. Yep, she’s cute~ This one I’m pretty sure I haven’t uploaded yet, either. MayuYukirin at Music Station. I’ve got pretty a lot (of pics with her). I like this expression of Mayu right here *shows picture* She’s hella cute, Mayu-chan. So cuteH”.