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“Love, please focus. This is no time for juvenile drawings or… whatever you’re doing.”
Patton looked up from the paper labeled “to do” and held it up for Logan to see. Next to the plethora of hearts and stars he had drawn, there were now two stick figures holding hands; one stick figure had a tie around its neck, and the other had a cardigan over its shoulders. “Look babe! I drew us!” He flashed his signature cheerful beam.
Logan raised his eyebrows and took the paper, holding it closer to inspect the drawing. “You drew… something.”
Patton’s face changed to a slightly discouraged frown and he grabbed the paper back. “Like you could do better,” he mumbled.
Logan said nothing, aware of the fact that, objectively, he probably could do better. He forced a small smile. “Good point, dear.” Patton picked up the purple crayon he was using and looked back to Logan for further instruction. “Okay, next write the number 2, then a colon, and the number 30.” He nodded and scribbled down the number 2, then paused. “Patton? Are you okay?”
“Um… What’s a colon?”
“You know what that is. It’s the two dots, like this.” He took the purple crayon from Patton’s hand and drew a colon directly next to the number 2.
“Oh!” Patton exclaimed, smiling. “Time dots! Of course I know what time dots are!”
“Time dots? That’s a colon.”
“Okay, whatever you say Mr. Sanders,” Patton mocked, not realizing that Logan actually loved that name.
“Okay…” He almost left it at that, but he felt an overwhelming need to make sure Patton knew the proper terminology. Quickly, he added, “But it’s not time dots. I don’t… That’s not what that is. It’s… it’s called a colon, Patton.” The other trait stared at him blankly. Logan felt a little mean, and was sure he sounded ruder than he intended, but he still had to be right. He always had to be right. “…Dear,” he added in a quiet voice.
“Why does it matter? It’s just a word. Just a made up word,” Patton reminded him, “All words are made up.”
Logan took a deep breath. He was right about that. He watched as the other returned to doodling stick figures in purple crayon, always giving one a neck tie and the other a cardigan. Logan didn’t know why, but he wasn’t satisfied. Although Patton’s statement wasn’t wrong, it still wasn’t what he was looking for. All he wanted was for Patton to learn; whenever he was able to teach him something, he felt real joy. (Maybe partially due to the fact that Patton would shower him with compliments about his intelligence the whole time.) Coming off as a bit of an asshole was Logan’s specialty however, so over the years he’d been learning to tread carefully with Patton when it came to logical things. Even still, Logan admittedly had little to no filter.
“Patton, I see what you’re saying, and you’re right. All words are, in fact, made up. But I think you’re… I just think you’re missing the point.” Patton looked up from the paper. “The word ‘colon’ was created to serve as a label for this symbol.” He pointed to the colon on the paper. “It has a specific meaning and purpose. And ‘time dots’ is… It describes only a small fraction of what colons are used for. It’s offensive, really. Colons are used following subjects or headers, to introduce an item or series of items, they’re also useful in coding, playwrights use them between a character’s name and their dialogue, and…” He looked up to see Patton staring at him. Logan read his expression as confusion, although there seemed to be a range of emotions displayed on his face, including a hint of a smile across his lips. He decided to try explaining in words that Patton would understand. “What I’m… what I’m saying is… if colons were people… it’s like you’re calling them ‘walking machine’ or ‘talking machine’. It’s… They have names. Humans have names and you resort to calling them a different name that sums up a tiny portion of what they are capable of. And… in this hypothetical example of colons being humans, this hurts their feelings. I presume.” He finished and Patton was staring at him with the same expression. “Sweetheart? Say something.”
His tiny smile grew into a beam and he broke out in laughter. Logan furrowed his brow. Had he said something wrong?
Patton threw his head back and closed his eyes as he laughed.
After a moment of this, he took a deep breath and sighed, still beaming. His gentle hands reached out to grab one of Logan’s.
“Patton, I don’t understand.”
“Oh, Logan.” He ran a thumb across the back of the other’s hand.
“Did I make a joke? Why are you smiling like that?”
“Because…” He chuckled. “Because I’m so in love with you. I’m so in love with you, Logan, and I just don’t know what to do about it.”
Logan’s confused expression went blank, then a smile tugged at his lips. He let out a silent, breathy chuckle, staring at Patton, absolutely starstruck. “Patton, oh my goodness.”
The more one laughed, the more the other did, and it continued like that in a seemingly endless cycle. Calming slightly, Patton gently cupped Logan’s face and moved closer so they were a centimeter apart. They were both smiling, ghosts of laughter still on Patton’s lips. “I just don’t know what to do about it babe,” he whispered. He leaned forward and their foreheads touched. They stared into each other’s eyes. Patton was still letting out soft giggles here and there, and Logan was speechless.
No, he wasn’t too good with feelings. But he knew this was love. Somehow he’d stumbled upon someone who accepted him for exactly who he was. Logan’s whole life he’d been told he was emotionless, a robot, other petty things that stung more than they should’ve. When Patton first confessed his love for him, he finally felt… normal. If someone could love him for who he was, maybe he could learn to love himself too. Maybe he was more than just Logic. Maybe he wasn’t such a robot after all.
“Patton…” he whispered, a smile still present on his lips. “How did I get so lucky?”

BTS Reaction: You having a side blog dedicated to another member (requested)

Jin:

You took a break from your laptop and went to the kitchen to scavenge for a late night snack. You found one of Jin’s last stashed away cookies and scarfed it down before he could get out of the shower and catch you. You quietly returned only to find Jin sprawled across the bed. He had one arm hanging off the bed, the other covered his face as he whimpered all while balancing your laptop on his chest.

“Jagi, how could you?!?” he “cried”

“Hey! why are you looking at my computer?” you rushed up to him to take your computer away.

“I thought i was your one and only!” he “sobbed” as he rolled away from you from, keeping you from getting your laptop back. “How could you have a blog dedicated to the maknae?!?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “I had that blog before i even met you guys!”

“But i thought you deleted it!”

“What ever gave you that idea?”

“Um I don’t know maybe because you are dating Mr. Worldwide handsome now!” 

You crawled up next to him. “Well, if it makes you feel better…” you snatched the laptop away and began clicking away until you found the page. you turned the screen to him “This is the blog i have dedicated to you!”

He scrolled through the page a bit before he pulled you close and gave you a kiss. “You are forgiven…partially … Just make sure to delete that Jungkook blog.

Originally posted by kimthwriter

Suga: 

You and your boyfriend sat on the couch enjoying a bit of TV after a long day. Well, he was watching tv, you were busy finally updating your side blog. You could feel someone looking over your shoulder and found Suga with a sour expression on his face.

“Ew, why are you posting pictures of Jimin?” he asked in disgust.

“For my blog” you mumbled going back to adding to your tags.

“Ew” he repeated as he went back to watching tv.

Once finished, you nestled next to him, but he was as still as a statue. It was weird because he always accepted cuddles. You nestled deeper, but still nothing.

“Ya! Cuddle me!”

“No.”

“Why?!?”

“Why dont you go cuddle Jimin?” he pouted.

“Aww is someone jealous?” You teased 

“Pft! Me? Jealous? You’re ridiculous! Pft! I am not jealous. Why would I be jealous of my girlfirend having a blog about another member from my group? I am not jealous!” 

“Uh-huh sure, not jealous at all.”

“I said i’m not!”

“If i make a blog about you, will you forgive me?”

He stayed quiet at your offer.

“C’mon, I’ll let you pick the color scheme!”

Although expressionless, you could tel he was tossing the idea around in his head.

“We can come up with a URL together!” 

“No need! I thought of the perfect one already! Plus, i know just the selfies to use for the header and profile pictures!” he said as he stratched out and grabbed the laptop from the other side of the couch. 

Originally posted by kstanandrants

Rap monster:

You were in the middle of getting dressed when you heard a loud bang come from the kitchen.

“Babe?!? Is everything okay?!? What was that?!?” you shouted from your bedside too much in a rush to get ready for work to actually walk to the kitchen. 

“Um- Nothing! Just… Just a pan!” he shouted. “You keep getting dressed! I will get your coffee ready!”

You walked out of the bedroom ready to go only to be greeted by a grumpy face Namjoon. Your cup of coffee was waiting for you thankfully, but Rap monster stood behind the counter with his arms crossed, one hand clutching your tablet. 

You waked straight up to him. “What’s wrong baby? Why that face?”

“I found someone’s tumblr and it turns out their blog is a virtual shrine to my band-mate Kim Taehyung.” he grumbled. 

You giggled at him, because he look so cute when he was jealous. you rested your chin on his chest and looked p at him with the best puppy dog eyes that you could give. “Joonie, it is just a tiny little side blog” you explained

“So having 5k followers is a “tiny llittle side blog” to you?”

“Aw c’mon Joonbug, don’t be so jealous. I have a blog for each of you… Do you want to know how many followers I have on my blog about you?”

His expression softened and the tension in his shoulders faded. “…Is it more the 5000?” he asked softly.

Your smile grew “Let me show you!” you slid the tablet out of his hand, but froze when you saw what was on the screen. “…Namjoon!”

“Wow! look at the time! I have to meet Yoongi at the studio!”

This whole time his fit of jealousy was all a diversion to the fact that there was a huge crack on your tablet screen. “So this is what you dropped earlier?!? Nam-”

He stopped the rest of your words with a quick kiss. “ Bye babe! Love you!” he shouted as he ran out the door.

Originally posted by rapnamu

Jhope:

You and Jhope walked along the park path hand in hand and enjoying your ice creams. You heard a ding from your phone and smiled when you found out you got another follower on your sideblog, finally reaching your milestone. “Hobi! My jin blog finally has 1000 followers!” you squealed

He looked back at you with his signature triangle frown.

“why are you frowning? Aren’t you happy for me?”

“It’s a blog about Jin.” His voice was tiny.

“Yes, i just said that.” you laughed

Still his frown stayed

“Why is my sunshine so sad? You have ice ream in your hand it is physically impossible to be sad while eating ice cream!”

He emphasized his pout. Boy, the feelings he was able to convey with that frown.

“Hobi, don’t be jealous. You know i only made that side blog because a deal with jin and he said it was a way to commemorate our one year best-friendship.” 

“So where is the blog about me commemorating our relationship?”

A smirk grew on your face as you went up closer to him. “Well i dont have blog about you but-” you brought your mouth up to his ear. “I know a whole list of things we do to to commemorate  our relationship. Alot of which we did last night.” you whispered.

Jhope cleared his throat. You pulled back to his his frown finally gone an his eyes now alert. 

“…So uh… You make a good point.” his face blushed over the memories he was having in such a public place.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

V:

You and V cuddled on the couch in the midst of your movie date night. However you were too indulged into updating your Suga blog on your laptop instead of paying attention to the movie.

“Babe, can you close that? The light is bothering me.” V mumbled.

“Wait i am almost done.”

Despite your protests, his large hand flew through the air and he shut you laptop screen.

“Tae, the fuck?”

“Let’s watch the movie!”

“Wait. just a few more minutes” you said opening the laptop again.

However, you weren’t able to get much done because V snaked his way through your arms. He rested most of his body on your lap, completely blocking your screen. 

“Tae, what are you doing?” you did your best to hide your annoyance.

“I noticed you were constantly reblogging my arch nemesis so i thought i would relieve your eyes.” he explained as he pulled he pried the computer from your  hands and place it on the floor. 

“Arch nemesis?!? Yoongi is your enemy?!?”

He dropped all his body weights on you and let out a deep sigh.

“Youre heavy babe” you laughed as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“So today, Yoongi rejected my idea to be a part of the next cypher again and then now i see you have a whole blog about him! Now I am losing you to him!” he pouted

“Aw baby, Dont be upset. All of army and I think you deserve to be a part of the next cypher! One of these days Yoongi will break i know it! And baby, about hte blog, it is just a small side blog. Don’t be jealous.”‘

“If it is justa small side blog why bothter to out-” His arms reached for the laptop and he placed it down on his chest. “this comment “OMG Looks at him! I am dying for Yoongi to have this hair back”.

“babe, it is just a commment. You should see the paragraphs when i spam you on my other blog.”

Even in the dark, you could see V’s eyes light up. “You have a blog about me?”

“Of course i do! It is my main blog”

A smile grew on his face at your words.

“Are you still upset? Do you forgive me?”

“…I will only if you do 3 things.”

“And those are?”

“!) stay for an all night movie marathon 2) Give me real cuddles… don’t hold back on any kisses and 3) Delete the Yoongi blog.”

“Aish, you drive a hard bargain.” You laughed. You leaned forward and gave him a kiss. “Deal”

Originally posted by cmtae

Jimin:

You cooked Jimin his late dinner as he sat at the end of the table. He was so tired he was having trouble keeping his eyes open.

You cellphone was right next to him, so when it dinged its annoying jingle it startled him awake.

“Chim, can you see what that was?” you asked

“It is an email…you got a new follower… for your rap monster blog.” you didn’t even have to turn around to know he was  upset, his tone gave it away.

When you turned around to take a peek at him, you were right. Yup, not happy” you thought.

“Why do you have a blog about Namjoon?”

“I have had that blog for the longest time. Namjoon was my bias remember?”

“Yeah, but why haven’t you deleted it?” you could practically hear his cute eyebrow furrowing. 

You turned around, again seeing that you correctly predicted his actions. You place the plate in front of him. “Because I have 7000 followers now. Do you know how long it took me to get that many?”

His face softened at your innocent reasoning. “well, if that is the case, i wont beg you to deleted it… Just as long as you slip in a few pictures of me from time to time.” he said with a tired smile

You gave him a kiss on the forehead. “Dont worry baby, I already do!”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jungkook:

The whole day Jungkook had been following you around your apartment. You began to notice a smirk grow on his face when you even got near your laptop. 

“Ya! What is with you today?”

“Nothing Jagi.” he said with a giggle every time

It wasn’t until it was around time to go to bed that you decided that you would browse tumblr before you fell asleep.

You went to your desk and turned your screen on surprised to find that it was already on the tumblr page. “Weird “ you thought

“From the corer of your eye you could see Jungkook poking his head into the room with a mischievous smile on his face. 

“Babe, serisouly what is going on with you?”

“Nothing” he giggled for the 500th time.

you ignored him and logged on, quickly going to check on your jhope side blog first. to you horror, you blog was not how you last left it. The header was now an image of Jhope distorted face photo-shopped on a horse and the profile picture was replace with one of Jungkook. All the Jhope content was replaced with pictures and video of Jungkook, even some Jungkook scenarios here and there. “What did you do?!?”

“Nothing!” Jungkook laughed as he ran out of the room

“Jungkook! I will kill you!” You practically shouted as you chased after him.

Originally posted by nochuie


 -Admin Boat

Scully’s Reasons Why Not

by: mldrgrl
Rated: PG
Summary: Written for @leiascully‘s “Lists” challenge

Scully sat at the table in her kitchen, tapping the top of her pen against the blank yellow legal pad of paper in front of her.  She had sat down with a cup of tea, intending to prepare a list of pros and cons to the proposition Mulder had given her, but so far, the paper was still blank and the tea had gone cold and untouched.  She sighed and clicked on her pen, putting the ballpoint to the page.  Finally, she wrote a header.

     Should Muld we become lovers?

Even writing it down made her cheeks burn.  She dropped the pen and got up from the table, swiping the tepid mug of tea up and taking it to the sink.  She ran cold water from the tap and wet her hands before bringing them up to her cheeks.  A dishrag lay crumbled on the counter and she took it up to dry her hands.

At the back of one of her cupboards was a bottle of whiskey.  She could never remember why it was there or who it belonged to, but it had been in her cupboard for years, nearly full and collecting dust.  There were no shot glasses on hand, so she poured an estimate of a shot into a mug and took that back to the table and sat back down.

She was only able to down about half the whiskey she poured, which was followed by a few moments of coughing and sputtering.  She wiped her watering eyes with the back of her hand and picked up the pen again.  Already, her limbs felt warm and loose.

  1. I think it’s against the rules
  2. They would use it against us
  3. Would the work suffer?
  4. Could he give me what I want?
  5. What do I want?
  6. We could hurt each other
  7. We can not go back

That was as far as she got before she put the pen down and licked her lips.  The taste of the whiskey was still sharp on her tongue.  She tapped her pen again until there was a knock on her door and her shoulders jerked in surprise.  It was after ten and she was in her pajamas and a robe, not dressed for visitors, but who else would knock on her door at ten o’clock on a Thursday night but Mulder?

Lethargically, Scully went to open the door.  Her senses were a bit dulled from the alcohol and her fingers slipped on the chain latch.

“Hey,” Mulder said, slipping past her once she’d gotten the door open.  He was still in the suit she’d left him in at the office, only his tie was loose and he had his hands shoved into the pockets of his trench coat.

“Hey,” Scully said, shuffling away from him to go back to the table.

“I thought we could talk.”

“It’s late.”

“I know it’s late, but I thought maybe our conversation got a little out of hand today at work and…we should talk.”

“You told me it was my decision to make,” she said, chair creaking as she sat down.  “That the ball was in my court.”

“I know,” he said, taking a seat across from her and taking his hands out of his pockets to fold them on the table.  “Maybe I was wrong.”

“About what?”

“About it being your decision alone.”  He glanced down at the legal pad on the table and Scully held her breath, but didn’t move.  Two fingers went to the top of the pad and he slid it closer to him and turned it around.  “Seems like I got here just in time.”

She didn’t say anything as she watched his eyes dart across the page.  He glanced up at her and then over at the mug.  She followed his gaze and licked the corner of her mouth as he picked up the mug and gave it a little sniff.

“Liquid courage?” he asked.

“You can have the rest,” she said.

“No, thanks.”  He put the mug back down and then picked up her pen.  “It’s not against the rules, by the way,” he said, drawing a line through number one on her list.  “Unless I was your superior.”

“How many times have you reminded me that you’re the head of the x-files division and I just work there?”

Mulder’s eyes went wide for a moment and his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed.  He took the mug back up and downed the rest of the whiskey with a slight hiss.

“You’re my partner,” he said, scratching another line across number one.  “End of story.”

“When it’s convenient,” she said, calmly lacing her fingers together in her lap.  She could feel a fight brewing, but Mulder was focusing all his attention on her list.

“They use us against each other all the time, Scully.  They already know I would go to the ends of the earth for you, I kind of literally, already did.  And you, you once willingly got yourself held in contempt of congress by refusing to give them my whereabouts.”

“I didn’t even know your whereabouts,” she argued.

“They didn’t know that.”  He crossed out number two as well.

“Are you going to do this for every item?”

“You bet.  Would the work suffer?  Is that a joke?”

“How do you know it wouldn’t?”

“Because, I know.  It never has before.”

“Hold on,” she said, reaching across the table and putting her hand over his as he went to cross it out.  “That’s not true, Mulder.”

“So, we’ve had a few rough patches.  We always get through it.”

“What if there’s more at stake?”

“Now you’re skipping ahead to number six.”

“So what if I am?  They don’t have to be mutually exclusive.  I mean it, Mulder.  If I disagree with you about one of your theories, what’s going to stop you from blaming it on a lover’s quarrel we had the night before?”

“What was the lover’s quarrel about?”

Scully took her hand from his wrist and sat back with a sigh.  “They’re legitimate concerns.  Don’t belittle them or dismiss them so easily.”

The pen hovered over the list in Mulder’s hand and then he set it down.  “What do you want?” he asked.  “What do you want that I might not be able to give you?  Because, I’ll tell you right now, I would give you anything.”

“Even time to figure it out?”

“If time is what you need.”

“It might be.”

“You know what I don’t see on this list?”

“What?”

“Whether or not you want me.”

“That’s not something I have to question.”

Mulder got up and went around the table to her side where he knelt down at the side of her chair.  She sighed as he turned her chair towards him and then put his hands on her knees.  He looked up at her with a puppy dog gaze until she sighed again and put her hands over his.

“I just think it’s time for us, Scully,” he said.  “I’ve been fighting it for so long and I don’t want to do it anymore.”

“And you know I have to think about everything.  It’s what I do.”

Mulder nodded and then he pulled one hand from hers and put it on the back of her neck.  He stretched his neck up and tipped his head while bringing her face closer to his.  

“Mulder,” she whispered.

“Shh,” he breathed against her mouth.  “I’m giving you something to think about.”

Her eyes drooped half-closed as his lips brushed hers.  She felt a rush of heat move up her body and a coil of desire move down through her abdomen.  A tiny whimper escaped from the back of her throat as he deepened the kiss and brought his arm around her waist.  She had just let her eyes fall completely shut when he pulled away, rubbing the back of her neck with his thumb as he moved back.

“Dammit, Mulder,” she whispered.

“Take all the time you need,” he said, slowly letting go of her and getting to his feet.  “See you tomorrow?”

“Yeah.”

He walked over to the door to let himself out while Scully sat quivering in her seat.  “Have fun with that list,” he said as he walked out the door.

She sat looking at the closed door for a long time before she turned back to table and pulled her list back from where Mulder had left it.  She picked up the pen and licked her lips.  The taste of whiskey from Mulder’s tongue was in her mouth.

     8. Resistance is futile

The End

anonymous asked:

You seem passionate about Jumin from that ask aha :') I was wondering if you could explain a little more about how you feel about Jumin and understand how he is the way he is? I find him hard to understand a lil bit and would be interested in your opinion !

Ah, Jumin’s a little… hard to understand I suppose? God this is hard to explain. 

Why’s Jumin so obsessed with Elizabeth? 

- Well she was a gift from Rika and V, who were and are his only friends. Jumin was under the impression that especially Rika is special because she could “see” his real him. The one that wasn’t just that wealthy businessman. Thus, he cherished her, and very well liked her in a romantic way as the first woman, he actually liked. But she was V’s girlfriend, he couldn’t have her, so when he got Elizabeth from V and Rika, he felt like, Elizabeth is the only “”””Person””””” that wouldn’t just approach him for his wealth and thus would understand him. 

Why does he think people only approach him for his wealth?

Well, I can’t look into every wealthy person’s mind, but I suppose a lot of them have this fear and Jumin’s initial fear of that, was sparked by all the women that approached his father for money reasons. 

Why does Jumin seem so rude and blunt at times?

He is socially extremely… dumb. He has barely ever had interaction with people outside of his job. I feel like, he’s often phrasing things in a really weird way, without realising that a “normal” person would think it’s a bit… weird. 

Critical Question: Why is Jumin so possessive of the Player?

I suppose that’s mainly because of Elizabeth. As Elizabeth was the only one he thought would understand him, ran away his entire root of thoughts was crumbling down. If my cat already runs away, what if MC runs away as well? Will there ever be someone who truely likes and understands me? 
After he couldn’t have Rika already, he is hoping so greatly that MC will be his. 



He’s so torn between “I just want someone to understand me” and “All these people, they all just see the business man, all these people are just like my father’s girlfriends”. 

Knowing that plus the fact that Jumin cares greatly for everyone even though, he often seems like he doesn’t. When for example MC and Saeyoung are not attending the party and everyone seems to question V, he will change his Avatar and Header to older pictures of the RFA together, while saying that he still wants to hold the party to say that they all need to stick together now, that he doesn’t want to come to rash conclusions even though V seems like he’s hiding stuff. 

I said that in another post as well, but Jumin sees himself as the “strong” one. The one that people can rely on when shit really goes down as he feels like he’s the only one who knows how to forget his own feelings, because that’s what he often needs to do in order to succeed in his job. 

He’s the one who will pick up most calls. Even though he initially said that he doesn’t like to waste his time with dumb chit chat, so you should only call him when it’s really needed. 
But he’s so thankful when you do call him and he can lay off this business attitude, even if only briefly. He’ll always say that he’s thankful for the call because he’s tired of work etc. 

He’s always the first one to make sure everyone is safe and doing well by taking action. While others are worried he’ll actively do things. 
He’ll ask Mama Kim to watch over Yoosung for a little because Yoosung isn’t doing well. He’ll go out of his way to offer Zen another job, even though he has nothing to gain from it. He’ll get everyone a pack of bodyguards to secure their safety. He gets Jaehee to stay at his secured penthouse to make sure nothing happens. 
And while he also overworks her, I want to believe that she is the only one who can meet his standards and she’s the only one he really trusts regarding all of this. 

I absolutely adore that Jumin’s basically like a child. He knows so little about commoner stuff, and he’s always willing to learn about new stuff. Because he never had the chance to be really curious when he was a child, because he had all he could ask for. 

And while yeah, he hasn’t been an angel in his route, and while he did make mistakes. He’s trying his best, the best he actually knows. Because well, his parents are divorced, thus, not the ideal relationship. His father being accepting of literally everything regarding women isn’t a great lead to follow either. He says that he’ll do his best to be a better person. He’ll do his best to be a better husband. 

So yeah… Why I love Jumin so much. 

Cake

Pairing: Jim x Reader 

Word Count: 2643

Warnings: Some swearing, fluff

A/N: Wow I definitely didn’t intend for it to be that long. Also, one day I’m gonna get everything together and start making headers for these posts, but that day is not today. Today I’m going to sleep because I’m currently dying from cramps. Hope you guys enjoy, though! Also, there’s a pic of the bike I mention at the bottom of the fic if any of you are curious. 

You knocked frantically on Jim’s door. Bones was gonna kill you. A few seconds passed without answer and you pressed your ear to the door, listening for movement. Hearing nothing, you pounded on the door again.

“Jesus Jim answer the goddamn door,” you called.

If Jim could’ve yanked open the automatic door, you’re sure he would’ve. He was scowling deeply, hair sticking up in all directions - the first time you’d seen it anything less than perfect. His shirtless torso was still perfect, though, and those gray sweats hanging dangerously low on his hips were downright tantalizing.

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All His - Part 3 (A Kyungsoo Series)


The rest of the day was a blur of shopping, translating, eating more than either of you could stand and driving around downtown Paris in a weird awkwardness that hadn’t let up since you found out about the facebook thing.

You vowed, the second you got some privacy and your laptop, you would either delete the whole thing, or at least make it all private.

”…I mean, who doesn’t have a single privacy setting activated? I’ve never met anyone before you. The whole thing is just completely public.”

His reasons for looking into you. You got it. He had to be sure you weren’t some psycho…but thinking back on some of the shit you’d said about this man…you felt like a fucking psycho the longer you thought about it.

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RFA+SAERAN+V HCs of people in University

My new semester is starting and I decided to do this just in time before V Route (if it actually comes out this August 😅)


Zen
-That senior who lead the Freshman orientation that everyone finds really hot
-Star of the theater club
-Actually majors in Education, but was forced by his family
-Does above average with his studies (because he will be booted out of the theater club if he fails)
-The representative of his college for pageants, probably wins them all too
-Smoke break after every subject
-Has more female friends than male
-Goes to school in a motorcycle
-Joins study groups, doesn’t really get any studying done
-That guy who always buy snacks sold in front of the school and never eats in the canteen
-Really popular, everyone knows him!!
-Even people from another school
-His IG and Snapchat stories are always updated with selfies
-Got featured in a magazine article called “University cuties you should know about”
-Captions his photos #DailyGrind

Yoosung
-“LOLOL after class?”
-“LOLOL before class starts? We still have an hour left”
-Goes to the PC Bang rather than getting lunch
-Makes friends with his classmates by inviting them to play LOLOL
-Post Snapchats of his food, manages to make it look unappealing
-Probably stays at the school dormitory and made friends with the school guards
-Always forget to eat his meals on time
-That guy who always complain about being single
-Probably reposts sad quotes about his love life
-His header on social media is 100% definitely his LOLOL wins
-Has the Tinder app but never used it
-Replies after 2 hours (because LOLOL is life)
-Goes to the library for free wifi
-“THERE WAS HOMEWORK?!”

Jaehee
-Shares study tips and news on her Facebook
-With the occasional photo of her favourite celebrity
-Dean’s Lister
-Definitely a double major
-Spends so much time in the library the librarians know her
-Only uses Snapchat and Instagram to stalk Zen
-Convenience store aficionado
-Minimalist school supplies
-Her reviewers are on index cards, in coded colors, and probably has a soft and hard copy
-Hates study groups
-Always has coffee on her desk during lectures
-Hates school events but she is always asked to help organize them
-Doesn’t really want to be in the student council but was forced to be the secretary
-Has an ebook and hardbound copy of the school material
-Likes highlighting notes

Jumin
-That guy who is dropped off to school by his driver
-Brought his pet cat to school once
-A business major and dresses better than his professors
-Member of the student council
-President of the economics club
-Doesn’t care for school spirit; will rarely attend games and events unless attendance is mandatory
-Doesn’t eat lunch at school; goes all the way to a restaurant to eat
-Give his professors donuts not because he is sucking up to them but because he believes in goodwill (lolololol)
-Hates group projects; will do everything by himself without being asked
-That guy who takes his exams in advance because he’s traveling with family
-Probably has no Facebook DP
-He posts pictures of his cat all the time and no one likes it because its always blurry

Seven
-HYPEBEAST
-Drives to school in different fancy cars everyday
-Road trip everyday with his classmates
-Spams his timeline with memes
-Tweets about everything that happens to him (“Ran out of HB chips >.< Otw to the store to get some more!)
-A lot of girls actually has a crush on him because of his outgoing personality
-Probably went to school once in pajamas
-Actually in the dean’s list
-Can graduate early but doesn’t care enough
-Has no clubs
-SCHOOL SPIRIT!!! Probably dressed as the mascot at a game once
-Sells weed, doesn’t smoke weed
-Always has the latest gadgets
-Eats in class
-Lives off ramen, chips, and soda but actually has money to spend
-Always sits at the back with his earphones on

Saeran
-Commutes to school (would die of embarrassment if he hitched a ride with his brother)
-Denies Seven is his brother
-Impossible to find on social media
-Smokes weed with his classmates, not aware they bought it from his brother
-Has a lot of extra curricular clubs for the extra credit
-Has a tattoo that everyone wants to see
-Tries out every new food place that pops up near campus
-Probably has a girlfriend from another school that no one knows of
-Always wears a face mask because he is 1.) sickly, and 2.) so no one realises he looks like Seven
-Pretends to be listening to music so no one talks to him
-First to arrive in class, also the first one to leave
-No one can get a hold of him when they need him (i.e: group projects)
-But he actually helps in group projects
-Hates study groups but wouldn’t deny the help
-Always has candy in his pocket
-Is never updated with what’s happening in school
-Probably went to school once when there was no class because he didn’t know it was a holiday

V
-Take photos for the school publication
-Always excused in class when there’s an event because he has to take photos
-Above-average grades
-That guy who always has a girlfriend but isn’t a player
-That guy who has a polaroid of him and his girlfriend on his ID
-Once deleted his Instagram and made a new one because his girlfriend and him broke up, and it had a lot of pictures of them
-Probably secretly smokes
-Has a lot of social media followers because of his aesthetic posts
-“Did you see what Jihyun posted? I wanna go there too!” Is a common phrase among other students
-Always share posts about aesthetically pleasing movies, photos, etc.
-Attends school events because he actually wants to

HOW

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  • PAIRING: Fred Weasley x Slytherin!Reader
  • SUMMARY: In which a Gryffindor is in love with a Slytherin, and after suffering from an awkward situation, the Gryffindor confesses. Yet, the Slytherin can only wonder how.
  • WORDS: 820

He was a brave Gryffindor, she was a cunning Slytherin. He stares at her from across the room when she isn’t looking, daydreaming of the world where only him and she could be in. Currently, they were sat in the Great Hall during dinner. Students conversing with their peers, while simultaneously eating. There were twinkling stars that blanketed over the sapphire sky as he looked up at the ceiling of the dining hall that mirrored the sky outside. 

The students finished eating, exiting the Grand Hall to go to their dormitories. Fred wasn’t in a rush as he strolled down the hall, stuffing his hand in the front pockets of his jeans. Several minutes following of contemplating whether the ginger should go back to his dormitory or not, that was when he realized the pin dropping silence in the very halls of Hogwarts. Shrugging to himself, he continues to stroll down the halls, wondering if his twin brother George went back to their shared dorm room or not.

Hearing the echo of footsteps was what made his mind shift to the situation he’s in. He’s walking through the halls past curfew, where prefects patrol during this hour, and professors. Fred and his twin George are all about taking risks and living in the moment, but he cannot have points taken away from his house, especially since every one of his house mates will loathe him for it.

The ginger was just about to hide when the footsteps began to get closer, making it easier to hear. When he saw it was just Y/N he relaxed. “Y/L/N, oh it’s you. I thought you were Filtch.”

The girl let out a chuckle, the heavenly sound feeling like music in the boy’s ears. “Is little Weasley scared?” Y/N remarked playfully. 

“Of Filtch? Isn’t it obvious?” He made a funny face, which made the Y/H/C girl let out a laugh of delight.

“Eh, I wouldn’t blame you.” She sent a lopsided grin his way, only to be returned by a smirk. The cockiness was gone and was now followed by a nervous hand running through the nape of his neck. 

He tried to emerge a conversation between the two of them, “So… what brings you he-” His sentence was interrupted by a shush coming from the girl, then the sound of footsteps once again, but this time it was followed by the meow of a cat. The pair turned to each other, “Filtch.” They whispered simultaneously to one another. 

She grabbed his hand, butterflies erupting the both of their stomach’s, ignoring the feeling of bliss she murmured a “hide.” Running through the dimly lit hall, Fred caught sight of a closet which made him tug at her small hand. The moment he opened the door of the closet, the both of them noticed how small it was. The Slytherin muttered in his ear, her warm breath sending shivers down his spine, “I don’t think we’re going to be able to fit in here.”

A quick idea popped into the ginger’s head. He brought his 6-foot figure into the closet, crouching to fit in it. “Get in.” He uttered as a command after hearing Flitch’s footsteps coming closer. 

She had no choice but to obey, holding onto Fred’s large hand and pushing herself into the miniature closet, only to seat herself on the boy’s lap, closing the door. Her cheeks flushed crimson when the boy put his hands on her waist, the ginger let out a gulp because of the bold move. The pair squinted their eyes through the peek of the closet door. 

They caught sight of Filtch with Mrs. Norris in his arms, looking around the hall like a hawk. Fred could feel Y/N breathing heavily which made him cover her mouth with his colossal hand. 

Filtch finally walked the opposite direction, the girl let out a sigh, subconsciously leaning back. Fred extracted his hand from the girl’s soft face, “He’s gone.” She spoke with a normal voice. 

“You know what, I can’t take this anymore,” Fred announced, as she felt the vibration on her back from Fred speaking. 

“What?” She turned her body near him. Their position made the girl blush again, her legs were now enveloped around his waist, their face inches apart. 

“I like you, so much, that I think I’m slowly going crazy.” The boy confessed, leaving the girl speechless, which was rare. 

“B-But how?”

His brows furrowed, “Come again?” [the gif]

“I-I mean, I’m me. I’m in Slytherin, you’re in Gryffindor.”

He got closer to her face, her breathing uneven. “I don’t care, you’re perfect.” That was all her brain could process before her mind ran fuzzy when he enclosed her lips with his in a passionate kiss. She didn’t kiss back for a second, suffering from shock, a feeling of regret settling in his chest. But when she kissed back, tugging on his hair, that feeling vanished as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Not wanting to let go at all.

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Internet Crush >.<; part 3

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This fanfic is nsfw and 18+ because it’s a little graphic if you know what I mean ;)

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You took a shower and brushed your teeth and got ready for bed. And then you waited. Waited for Namjoon to call you.

After a few hours, your phone started to ring.

(801)-563-7396






Decline                         Accept


Your finger hovered above the accept button. You started sweating, you’ve never been this nervous calling a guy before.

You finally clicked accept on the fifth ring and brought the phone up towards your ear.

“Hello?” You said in a whisper. There was complete silence for a few seconds, you thought he hung up on you because he was as nervous as you were.

All of a sudden a deep raspy voice comes through the phone, “How dare you.”

Your eyes widened and you felt yourself getting wet against your panties.

You gulped and answered, “W-what?”

“You know exactly what you did baby.” He let out an annoyed huff and said, “Have you really forgotten what you did.”

“I-I know I’m sorry daddy.” You actually felt bad, you hated being scolded and he just sounded so serious, you thought you were about to cry.

“Fuck, that name. I didn’t even know I was into that holy shit.” He took in a sharp breath and exhaled in short shaky breaths. 

“Now don’t you want Daddy to feel good?” He spoke in almost a growl.

You shook your head but then realized he couldn’t see you so you said, “Yes, daddy. I want to be your good girl.” 

“Good girl. Now you’ll have to obey daddy tonight okay?” He said.

“Yes daddy whatever you say.” Those words were a moan leaving your lips.

“Great. Now daddy wants you to take off everything except for your panties and bra. After you do that,- Oh princess do you have a toy?” He asked you.

“U-um Yes, I have plenty actually, why?” You said while taking off your shorts and bra. 

“Ok now, take out the toy that feels the best against your pretty pussy, take a picture of it and send it to me, so I know you’re obeying daddy really well.” He said while panting a little, you could tell he was jacking himself off.

You opened the camera and snapped a picture of your favorite vibrator. You had trouble picking one so you sent him a variety.


                                                   Daddy <3

message sent

You sent him the message and then said, “I don’t know which one to pick daddy. Pick for me please?” 

“Fuck they suit you so well.” He moaned a little and then managed to grunt out, “How about the vibrator? And do you have a butt plug and the collar you bought a while ago? Wear that.”

“Okay, daddy.” You got up and rummaged through your pink treasure box filled with toys and you finally found your fluffy tail butt plug and your pink kitten collar. You put on the collar and lube up the butt plug and put it in slowly, but not without releasing a cute little moan, enough to drive Namjoon crazy.

“f-fuck damn so cute.” He was panting heavier and had to calm himself down before he came right then and there.

“Okay baby. Now Daddy wants you to turn on your vibrator to the lowest setting. I don’t want you to put it on your clit yet but instead take your bra off and run the vibrator across your nipples for me.” He said with a growl.

You did as he said and ran the buzzing toy slowly circling your already raised nipples. You close your eyes and bask in the pleasure of the vibrator. Your hands were about to slide down to touch your throbbing clit but all of a sudden,

“Wait.” That’s all he said, but it made you so aroused you let out a loud moan. 

“Now, I want you to slowly run your vibrator down to your cute little stomach and stop just above your pussy, can you do that for me baby girl?” He said in a sigh full of pleasure.

You ran the buzzing bullet from your chest, slowly towards your aching heat. You wanted to be a good girl you stopped it just above your pussy. You twitched when it got as close as you could without touching. You let out an irritated groan, you wanted to badly to disobey him and to touch yourself. Almost as if he could read your mind he said, “I called you to please me remember? You will not disobey me and if you do, you’ll get punished.” He practically shouted at you.

“Okay.” You said.

“Okay, what?” He said through gritted teeth almost as if he was impatient and wanted you to cum more than you wanted to.

“Okay, daddy.” You said while circling your nipples again. You made throaty sounds of pleasure which made Namjoon’s breath hitch. 

“Now daddy wants you to bring that sweet vibrator towards your wet….little…ah fuck…fold.” He was a moaning mess. You felt a little annoyed he was touching himself but you couldn’t. You brought the toy towards you wet little clit and set it onto your heat. You let out a loud guttural moan. 

Namjoon liked your response and started to pant faster.

You circled the small vibe around your dripping wet pussy and made sounds you didn’t think you could make. You could tell Namjoon was satisfied with your noises, because he was just as loud. 

You came close a couple of times, but you stopped and edged yourself. You fantasized about Namjoon fingering you and spanking you everytime you got close, leaving you’re frustrated. He was so seductive and he knew it. His moans were like music to your ears and they only turned you on even more. 

All of a sudden, Namjoons moans get increasingly louder and more soulful. He was right there, he could release any minute. 

“A-ah fuck I-i’m…” He let out a few louder grunts and growls.

“I’m going to cum baby.” He said in a whisper, trying to suppress his moans. You could hear the friction of his fast hand movements through the phone. Then finally he released with a loud string of curses and moans. 

“Ah, d-daddy! Can I cum too?” You were so lost in pleasure, and you wanted so badly to cum but you needed permission. You wanted to feel controlled by him. 

After he calmed down from his high, he cleared his throat and said, “Get right to the edge baby and beg me to let you cum.” His voice was raspy and deep sending chills down your spine. You pump the vibrator in and out of your pussy, getting closer and closer.

You felt the heat rise in your core and you started to pant faster. 

“C-can… I cum daddy? P-please?” You let out some cute squeals trying to convince him to let you cum.

There was a long pause on the other side of the phone. 

“Daddy are you t-there? Please answer me!” You were becoming frustrated, it was like he was ignoring you and teasing you on purpose.

He finally spoke up and said, “You love daddy right?”

“Y-yes I love daddy so much!” You replied through clenched teeth, trying so desperately to hold back your orgasm.

“You do huh? So what If daddy said….” He trailed off.

“Daddy please tell me! I don’t think I can hold on any longer.” You replied.

“Stop. Turn off the vibrator and stop touching yourself. If you cum without my permission, I’ll block you.” He then hung up the phone.

Leaving you a sweaty and wet mess on your bed. You let out a frustrated scream and hastily turn off the vibrator so you don’t get tempted.

That bitch



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목소리(Voice) || Teaser

So you’ll know it’s me, so that my voice can reach you  

Originally posted by jengkook

A/N: I had this idea randomly while watching a drama and here we are.

Genre: Angst. Mind-Reader! Jungkook. Lowkey a soulmate AU no one asked for.


Jungkook  had the ability hear two kinds of voices. The voices of the world that everyone else can hear, and the voices inside people’s heads. Without his permission, other people’s emotions and thoughts would make its way into his head.


He was six when he first replied to a question his mother never asked, came before she even managed to call for him, and started crying just as his father thought about scolding him. There was no explanation, and they were helpless in front of other people’s disbelief. While trying to understand their child, they were blamed of using him for attention. It almost drove them both to madness.

Jungkook’s parents, nonetheless,  thought it to be a gift, him being able to understand them without having to say a word. He thought he was special as well, they made him believe it. However, after realizing how fake and deceiving the world actually is, he started to think of it as a curse. A  severe punishment for a crime he never committed, sentenced to spend his whole life in the chaos of voices.

Ten seconds, nine, make a decision,”  He heard it, loud and clear, even with his headphones on and the music blasting. A sweet melody of a voice. A sad melody. “you have seven seconds until it’s the green light-What are you even thinking? I’m making rash decisions, i’m taking it too far. Death is taking it too far, right?” It was a first for him, to have a voice he didn’t want to listen to stand out that much. He felt the anger, nervousness, regret, and, most importantly, the hesitation. He was even able to sense the trembling lips and watering eyes. Jungkook had to find the owner before it was too late.

Green-” Jungkook stopped and looked around but he saw nothing, people were passing by - their voices all the same to him. The sweet voice was gone as well. “Coward. You couldn’t even face him, how are you going to face your own choices-”  A rush of relief passed through his body. He exhaled deeply but couldn’t relax just yet.

Red again. Son of a bitch…How could he- no, this is my fault. Maybe if I had paid more attention - no, why would it be my fault?” He crossed the road, ignoring the honking of cars. If it was still a red light, then it definitely wasn’t on his side. Something drove him closer, something he couldn’t explain, and didn’t want to. Jungkook always thought that maybe, in the end, his difference would do him good. Maybe that good would be a person. If he saves a life then maybe his own punishment would be lessened. But that was besides the point.

I’m tired. I’m just too tired. Dying is better, five seconds,”  In the past few years of him listening onto other’s thoughts, it was inevitable for him to hear a few that were too depressive even for him to handle. Voices that no one else wanted to hear no matter how loudly they screamed so they just directed it inside and turned them into small monsters. Monsters that soon became Jungkook’s after he failed, over and over again, to save their lives.

There couldn’t be the same outcome this time.

What about the driver? No, I’m going to be selfish. It’s my end, I won’t be here anymore, I should at least be selfish now-” He finally saw her. Hand clenched tightly around her bag’s strap and tears shimmering against the sunlight. It was her.

Four, three, two, one.” there had always been voices that stood out more to him. Some for their pure happiness while others for their deep sadness. He would feel happy for the people who had what to be joyful about and was haunted by the depressed thoughts. Thoughts that slowly became no different than his own, monsters that slowly nested in his own brain. This was different and he needed to know why.

Just close your eyes and walk. Green.”

Jungkook ran as fast as he could. Deep down he knew, he knew the owner of the voice was someone important to him. He didn’t believe in soulmates nor destiny, but if people were meant to have them then maybe this was his way of doing so.


The screeching of tires and loud screaming of the people witnessing it made his ears ring. The car didn’t have time to stop.


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For Now, Forever, For Always

Pairing: Jim x Reader

Word Count: 1646

Warnings: A little angst. Mostly fun banter and fluff

A/N: To the anon who requested the Bones angst and the anon that requested a sequel to Seeing Double, I promise I’m working on both of those!!! I haven’t forgotten about you guys and they’ll both be coming up soon. Also look who made a fancy header image for this fic instead of doing homework B) 

If there was one thing you prided yourself on, it was your ability to give the perfect gift, moving people to tears with your thoughtfulness on more than one occasion. Even Spock got misty-eyed when you gave him a handmade terrarium replica of Old Vulcan with his mother’s initials engraved on the bottom. The one person you could never figure out, though, was James Tiberius Kirk.

You thought he’d be the easiest, settling for an antique remote-controlled motorcycle he could drive around the bridge. You were almost shaking with excitement when you gave it to him for Christmas but two years had passed and it had yet to leave the shelf in his quarters. You switched up your game for his birthday, opting for a classier holoframe that displayed pictures you’d collected over your time on the Enterprise. His eyes lit up when you gave it to him, but three months later when he finally invited you to his quarters for dinner for the first time, you noticed the batteries had died and he hadn’t replaced them.

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Not In That Way | Part 4

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Summary: Your big sister was certainly cheating on her boyfriend, but there were two things that didn’t make this indifferent to you. One, he didn’t know. Two, you were in love with him.

Words: 2500

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, nothing really harsh in this part.

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Originally posted by yaelstiel

As you made a new cup of hot chocolate, you could feel his stare on your back. Every move you made was like if it was memorized and examined within seconds by the guy sitting on your couch.

But it wasn’t just a guy.

It felt so weird to have him there, it was like if your two worlds were collapsing just meters from you.  

Going back to where Sam was sitting, you handed him the mug full of hot beverage as he thanked you, sipping it before you sat in front of him, imitating his move with your own drink. You could cut the tension and awkwardness with a knife.

A few seconds passed before you decided to talk first.

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Coincidental meetings - Suga Story

Originally posted by kuromel

Coincidental meetings - Suga Story

Parts: One

Pairing: Yoongi x Y/N

Genre: fluff

Word count: 5.247

Synopsis: Meeting like this must be faith or was it just a coincident?




Waiting in line for Starbucks at an airport really sucks, especially when it’s still really early. You were listening to Mama from bts, because that song really wakes you up in a good way, let’s admit that Hoseok rapping or singing it just made you feel happy. “How can I help you?”

“Can I have a large Caramel Macchiato?” you even sounded sleepy. “What’s your name?” You told her your name and started to move to the side, whilst looking at your phone when you suddenly bumped into someone. You were already mumbling an apology when the person cursed in Korean at you. You quickly looked up because you recognized the voice and as your eyes traveled up, you knew without a doubt who you just bumped into and you felt the heat in your cheeks because you also knew what kind of for shirt you were wearing.

He probably didn’t think you could understand him as you didn’t look Korean but you were part Korean as your father was Korean, you just looked like your mother who was European, the only thing you had from your dad were his eyes and full lips but other than that I looked European. “Ya can’t you look out,” he said this in English and you were quite surprised by this. “I’m really sorry.” His eyes fell on your shirt, which annoyed him even more and that’s when I remembered the rules of following them at the airport and that’s when your head became even redder. He didn’t even hesitate to call his manager but your name was being called as your drink was ready, so you quickly grabbed the drink and wanted to leave but his manager grabbed your arm and made you stop.

“Where are you going?”

“I um, I’m going to my gate number, why?”

“Can I see your phone for a second?” You stared at him completely dumbfounded because how in the world could you have made pictures as you literally just saw Suga? “Sorry but no, I haven’t done anything.” You pulled your arm out of his grip and started to walk off when their bodyguard blocked your way and now you were beginning to feel pissed of, you weren’t a morning person and you didn’t had your coffee yet so this was really too much.

“Ya, please move!” you were even sounding annoyed, which they noticed as they shared glances as they approached you. “This is ridiculous.” You unlocked your phone and handed it over and there were pictures of Suga and the others on it but none of them were private pictures and as they realized that they were wrong they acted all anxious. “Can I have my phone back?” you stretched out your hand and waited whilst tapping your feet on the ground, they quickly handed you back your phone, whilst apologizing but you just waved it off and walked away not caring. You were praying that they wouldn’t be in the same plane but of course, you had no luck in this department.

“That the girl I was talking about.” You heard him talking about you, so you adjusted the volume so you wouldn’t hear them and even closed your eyes. You really needed to relax before getting on this plane, as you were afraid of flying since you were little, this was going to be hell and with the commotion from earlier, you were really on edge. You were finally feeling a bit better when you felt a tap on your leg, which made you open your eyes immediately and you were staring straight into Suga’s eyes, which startled you, to say the least. He didn’t hesitate to pull out your earbuds, which shocked you even more because this felt a bit intimate. “I’m sorry to disturb you but I wanted to apologize for earlier.” You just looked at him as if he was some weirdo and he immediately looked at Rapmonster for help but I was just a bit shocked to see him up close and as Rapmonster started to apologize you stopped him.

“It’s okay.” You told them in Korean, which shocked them but you thought it was funny because they had definitely been talking about you. “Wait you can speak Korean?” you nodded with a small smile and if he could get redder he would. “I can, I’m half Korean.” You got up and bowed slightly before walking off.

“Wait, did you hear everything we said?” you shook your head. “Ani, I turned up the volume of my music, as you were obviously talking about me and well I didn’t want to hear it.” Rapmonster was still holding your arm and it became a bit awkward and you wanted to pull your arm away when Suga suddenly joined you again. “I’m sorry, we shouldn’t have done that.” You shrugged “I’m serious, it’s just that we have sasaengs who follow us around at the airport and we are a bit sick of it actually.” That was understandable, the only problem you had with this was that it had been rude to assume that I was one of those sasaengs, only because I wore a bts shirt.

“So you thought I was one based on my shirt?” he nodded and he genuinely looked sorry for the way he behaved towards you and you couldn’t help but let it go because well it is Suga, who wouldn’t forgive him.

“It’s okay, I understand.” you smiled at him and walked off again, as you still had to go to the toilet. “Wait a minute.” you turned around now a bit annoyed because you really needed to go to the toilet and this was not helping. “What?”

“What’s your name?”

“I’m Y/N, can I please go now?” he nodded and you almost ran to the toilet. You quickly fixed your hair before getting back, luckily it was time to board the plane, which meant you wouldn’t see them, as you were sitting in economy, it was not the most comfortable way to travel but who cares? You were going to work anyway, as you were a photographer and a web designer. You got out your glasses and as you were working you never thought about those handsome bts guys, that is what you told yourself because after three hours you still hadn’t done any work but you just worked on photoshopping pictures of the guys into headers, it was quite funny because after three hours you already had ten headers ready. “Excuse me?” one of the stewards was standing next to my seat with something in her hand.

“Ye?”

“I had to bring this to you, I mean your name is Y/n, right?” you nodded and she quickly handed it over, it was a bottle of perfume and it was an expensive one, to say the least. “Did those guys gave this to you?” She nodded “They told me it was really important to give to you.” This made you feel bad because it probably meant they didn’t like the way I smelled, which was ridiculous as you had a shower this morning and even put on your own Calvin Klein perfume. You actually felt offended by this and it made you angry, to say the least.

“Please give it back to them, I don’t need this perfume.” you handed it back, which you sort of regretted the minute she walked away with the bottle because it really was an expensive brand. The rest of the flight you were busy as you finally could concentrate again as the steward didn’t return anymore, except when it was time for something to eat, you even dozed off which was weird because you could never sleep on a plane but today you couldn’t stay awake and you only woke up because we were going to land. You were looking forward to seeing your dad again, it was a shame that my parents were divorced but it was also a good excuse to travel to Seoul and as you were going to live with him, it was becoming better and better because he was one of the owners of Jyp entertainment. He probably didn’t have a lot of time but at least he was going to pick me up.

You didn’t see the guys when you walked into the airport, which was for the best. You collected your suitcase and quickly walked to the arrival hall and there he stood your dad, holding up a sign as if you didn’t recognize him. You ran towards him and threw yourself in his embrace. “Appa, I missed you.” he kissed the top of your head before letting you go, the woman next to him was smiling politely, this must be his new wife and my stepmother. You quickly bowed to her whilst saying hello.

“Did you have a pleasant flight?”

“Ye, I even slept for awhile.”

“Really?! You must’ve been tired then.” You nodded and walked beside them to the car, which was a black BMW. “Appa, can we have some meat today?”

“Ah I’m sorry but I have meetings but I will make time for you soon.” you nodded feeling a bit disappointed but then again he was a CEO. “Arraso, I have to prepare for work anyway.”

“Where are you working?”

“Vlive and Viki, I’m making subs and I’m also set for a photo shoot tomorrow.”

“A Photo Shoot, where?” You told him and he smiled “So you’re the photographer, I didn’t know we had hired you. “Ah that’s because I don’t use my Korean name.” he nodded but didn’t say a thing about it, when we arrived home he dropped me and my stepmother and drove off. “I will show you your room.” This house was big and as you walked through you were looking at every detail and as she opened your door, you were shocked when you saw that you had the best view ever, You were looking out over Seoul, this would be beautiful at night.

“You have your own bathroom and you can go everywhere. Your dad told me to give you this.” she handed me a platinum card and you just stared at it. “Really?” she nodded and left you alone, this was going to amazing but still you had to be careful with that card. As it was still daytime you immediately went out to explore with your camera around your neck.

After a few hours you really needed to have a drink and as you were looking in your bag, you found a perfume bottle at the bottom. You looked at it closely and was stunned when you recognized the bottle, it was the bottle from the airplane, they actually had put it in my bag, how intrusive but it was kind of sweet as well, you were still looking at your phone when you bumped into someone again. “Second time, you didn’t pay attention.” you looked up and was embarrassed to see you again bumped into Suga.

“Ah I’m sorry.” you held up your phone as an excuse, which made him smile this time instead of annoyed. “It’s fine, you’re not following me by any chance?”

“Ani, really I didn’t, I was just walking around and somehow ended up here.”

“Okay, let’s get something to drink then.” he grabbed your hand and pulled you to the counter. “Do you want a Caramel Macchiato?” he remembered your drink, how weird but you nodded anyway and he quickly put his order in and they told us to sit down, which we did, this was really something from a dream, how was it possible that we met again in a big city like this? You weren’t really superstitious but it was just weird. “Are you on a holiday?”

“Sorry what?” you had been staring at him and hadn’t heard a thing as you were completely smitten with the guy in front of you. He really looked good today, he was wearing a white cap and glasses, which you didn;t see often but when you did see it, it made you melt because it looked so damn good.

“Are you on a holiday?”

“Ani, I just moved in with my dad.”

“Really, so your father is Korean?” you nodded and was wondering if he had listened when you told Rapmonster about it. “Ye my dad is Korean and my mother European, I only have the shape eyes and full lips from my dad, that’s why I don’t really look Asian.” You quickly explained when his eyes suddenly fell on the camera around your neck.

“Can I see your pictures?” he pointed at your camera and you quickly handed it over and the next five minutes he was admiring the pictures and due to the noises he made, he really liked them.

“Are you a photographer?”

“Ye, I am, so do you really write, produce and compose your own songs?” not wanting to talk about yourself the whole time, this seemed like a safe topic. “Ye, I do, didn’t you hear my mixtape?”

“I did and loved it.” you smiled and sipped your coffee when he received a call, which probably meant they needed him. “I’ve got to go, it was nice seeing you again.” he bowed slightly but before he walked out of the cafe he quickly turned around and walked back. “Not to be rude but how old are you?”

“I’m twenty-three.” he smiled at that and left with a wave and when he walked out you realized that we didn’t exchange any details like a phone number. That bummed you out but maybe it was for the best because there was no way he would call me anyway.

The next morning you had to hurry as you had the photoshoot of Got7 on the agenda and you were already called for another photoshoot but this time it was another company, this were the perks of being a freelancer, you weren’t restricted to certain companies. You drove to the place and wasn’t surprised to see that there were people already and the minute you walked into the building they stopped. “Hello, I’m Y/N and I will be taking the pictures.” you bowed and got the same respect back and you were even called sunbaenim by the younger ones, it was a weird experience but one that you had to get used to fast.

Not much later the guys walked onto the set and as you introduced yourself, they immediately knew who I was. They started to treat you formally and there was nothing more that I hated and it was just stupid as I was my own person. After a few minutes of them acting all stiff around you, you stopped the photoshoot. “Guys this won’t work, I need you to be yourself, just forget that I’m the daughter of your company’s CEO. I’m my own person and I can’t do a photoshoot if you’re all nervous like this.

“Ya, how can you ask this of us, what if we do something wrong and you report it?”

“Why would I do that, what do I gain by betraying you? So please don’t be ridiculous and just do your job.” after that it went a lot better and after a full day of shooting you were glad that it was over. You loved Got7 but it was just awkward and it was definitely not a group you wanted to shoot again, not as long as my dad was their CEO.

The following week you had your next photo shoot, which was also for an album jacket but you didn’t know for which group this was, the only thing you knew was that you were sent to the beach. The minute you got out of the car you were shocked to feel the cold and the guys who were in makeup. There was no way that this could be happening right? “Ah Y/N you’re here?” you nodded at the manager who took you to meet the rest of staff, who were smiling and you had to admit that this felt more like a family. “So what’s the concept of today?” the manager quickly explained what they wanted and you felt pity with the guys because they were actually wearing shorts in this cold weather.

“Y/N?” you turned and locked eyes with Suga, who was smiling and it took your breath away because even though you liked them a lot without makeup, this definitely was something different and it made my heart beat faster for some reason. “Yoongi,” you said back which made him chuckle.

“We keep meeting each other.”

“It seems that way doesn’t it.” you smiled back at him and felt your heart flutter a bit. He grabbed your hand and patted it. “Please shoot the pictures fast.” you couldn’t help but snort at this because you knew why he wanted me to hurry up and who could blame him. “I will try my best.” he still had your hand in his and that’s when you noticed the little shocks that went through your body and they felt warm and definitely not unpleasant, he must’ve felt it to because his glance became a bit more intense and he quickly let go of your hand, which gave the other members the chance to say hi and I promised them to be quick so they could get warm again. The next few hours flew by and we finally were done with the first set of pictures, they were all very hands on which was always good because if they didn’t like the pictures you had to do them again but luckily for me they didn’t found bad ones.

The next day we were shooting a different version but this time it was inside, which was a lot better than yesterday. The guys seemed more energetic than yesterday, probably because it wasn’t really cold in here. “So we meet again.” you couldn’t help but chuckle at his cuteness. “It seems so, are you perhaps stalking me.” you decided to go along with this, two can play this game. He chuckled again but this time his members heard it as well and they were surprised, to say the least as they immediately started to mumble amongst themselves, as if you couldn’t hear them.

“Alright let’s do this.” and the next few hours we were shooting and the last few minutes they were allowed to act crazy with the confetti and it got me really good pictures, which would make the job really easy when you had to work on them, they did ask you to whitewash the pictures but you immediately told them no because it was ridiculous to whitewash people, they looked good as they were now. You left before the guys did because you had to be on time for dinner so you quickly said goodbye and got at the restaurant just in time, which was a miracle as you had to change into a nice dress but you were on time but stopped the minute you saw the two little kids sitting at the table. You had lived with your dad for two weeks but this was the first time you had seen these kids.

Your dad saw the bewildered look on your face and quickly got up. “Y/N, these are your dongsaengs,” he told me their names but you just couldn’t hear it, as you were counting back the years your parents were divorced and it didn’t add up with their age. “How old are they?” he told me their age and that’s when you discovered the truth behind the divorce, he had been cheating on your mom. “I have to go, I just forgot I had to do some more work, I’m sorry.” you turned around and ran out of the restaurant, not paying attention to where you were going but ended up at the Han river which looked amazing in the dark, with all the lights, you were lost in thoughts whilst looking at the view when someone put a coat around your shoulders.

“How does this keep happening?” he asked teasingly and you smiled at this because now it really seemed ridiculous. You didn’t really look at him this time and he immediately noticed your mood. “Did something happen?”

“Ye but I don’t want to bother you.”

“Ah don’t be like that, just tell me.”

“My dad cheated on my mom and now he has two new children.” you summed it up real quick because it was already costing you a lot of effort to not cry. “Really? I’m so sorry.” he put his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into his side, this startled you because you never thought he was one for skinship but here he was comforting you.

“Why are you doing this?” he instantly knew what I was talking about but instead of letting me go he turned me around so that I was facing him and if you hadn’t fallen for him yet, then you would right this moment because he was looking at you as if you were the only one on the planet. “I just like you.” he didn’t hesitate at all and if you thought he was joking, his next move dissolved all of that, as he pulled you against his body and hugged you tightly. “It’s okay to cry.” it took some time but when you were finally over the shock of him confessing, you hugged him back but you never cried about your cheating dad because how could you when there was someone like Yoongi holding you. He eventually let you go, which gave you the opportunity to catch your breath “Why do you like me? you don’t even know me.” you had to know his reason because yes we had spoken a few times after you finally exchanged numbers and yes the times we coincidentally met, was also weird but it was too short to really like someone.

“I don’t know, I just can’t get you out of my head after that first time we met and now we keep meeting each other coincidentally, it just has to mean something don’t you think.” Yoongi wasn’t someone who would just say something so you did believe him when he told you he liked you but it just seemed unreal, it was more like a dream because you liked him as well but it was never going to work, he must see that right? “I have to go.” you got up and handed him his coat. “Thank you for tonight, I really needed someone to talk to.” you bowed and ran away. He yelled your name but you didn’t look back once.

When you returned back home your dad was waiting for you and when you walked in, he got on his knees to apologize, this broke your heart and suddenly you felt guilty for making him do this. “Appa please get up, it’s okay.” You helped him get up and hugged him. “I just wished you told me before, I would have loved to meet them when they were born instead of meeting him when they’re almost ten.” he nodded and apologized again but it just made you feel sad as you didn’t want him to be upset. “I’m going to bed okay?”

“You really don’t want to talk about this?” You shook your head and smiled at him but he knew that you were hurt because if you couldn’t do something then is was hiding your feelings, you were an open book for people that were close to you. You just had to endure, whilst looking for your own place and that shouldn’t be that difficult as you had enough money for a luxurious apartment, as long as the view was good it really didn’t matter. This is how you spend most of your days looking for a house and working on the photo’s you took, you did this with your own team, which was nice for a change. You had a shorter deadline for BTS’s pictures, which was fine as the pictures looked amazing and eventually you could send them to their company for evaluation, not long after they paid you a royal amount and there was more good news as you had finally found an apartment, the funny thing was that it was an apartment building which held a lot of famous people, you had already bumped into Park Bo Gum, Ji Soo, and others, so that was a fun thing.

You hadn’t spoken to Yoongi after that night but then again bts was busy with their comeback, so they’re probably shacked up in their dance studio. Your dad was sad that you would be leaving but he understood and you actually had met the twins and they were lovely and polite, they even called me Unni, which was weird at first but now you’re used to it.

“You know, I really felt hurt when you ran away like that.” I turned with a box in my hands and stared at an exhausting looking Yoongi, he really looked like he could fall asleep every second. “I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” you smiled at him which soften his face a bit but you could tell he was frustrated. “I have never chased after a girl but for some reason, I’m still drawn to you even though it has been weeks.” you felt the blush on your cheeks and you knew he had seen it as well. “I’m sorry but I just had something going on and I really couldn’t think straight and it just doesn’t make sense that you like me.”

“Why doesn’t it make sense? I mean you are a beautiful woman and you’re talented as well, who wouldn;t like that?”

“Don’t you want someone who is more like you?”

“Why aren’t you like me? You are calm and smart,  you’re very talented and beautiful and on top of that you are a warm person who cares about others, so please tell me what’s not to like?” This was why Yoongi has always been your favorite because he told you how he saw it, without editing stuff.  “You’ve got a point.” you put down the box because it was heavy. “Look I really need to brings these boxes to my apartment but if you have time later today?” he shook his head “I don’t really have time, we have to practice for our tour but I will text you a time and place.” He was dismissing me and you just had to accept it that we maybe wouldn’t see each other for awhile.

“Arraso, please be careful don’t overdo things,” you yelled after him and he just stuck up his thumb. He kept his promise as he texted every night but because you were always asleep when he texted it was never a long conversation, he just wanted to know what I was doing and he told you not to ask the same thing in return because he was going through practice hell, which made you laugh of course. The day of their comeback was coming up and you were actually looking forward to it and the day they finally performed you got the text message, telling you to meet him at the hand river at 11 pm.

You never really stuck too much time into dressing but this time you did. You kept it casual with skinny jeans and a light blue sweater and your puma’s. Your makeup was also light, you only put on a bit of lipstick and mascara and brushed your hair before stepping out in your black coat because damn it was cold. When you arrived you already saw him sitting on the stairs waiting for you, he had brought something with him and it made you curious enough to fasten your pace. “Have you been waiting long?” he looked up and I was surprised to see him wearing glasses again.

“Are you okay?”

“Of course I’m okay.”

“Are you sure, I mean if you need to get some rest then you should do that.”

“Ani, you know we are leaving tomorrow right?” you nodded because how could you forget it. “I know, that’s why I was asking.” you looked at the tiny bag that was next to him and he followed your gaze and smiled mischievously. He patted on the ground next to him and you quickly took a seat not caring about the fact that you were almost on his lap. “This is for you.” he gave me the bag and you quickly took a look inside and you were surprised when you saw that it was a plane ticket and a contract.

“What’s this?”

“That’s a plane ticket.” you nodded annoyed because you already knew that but when you wanted to say something, he took the ticket away from you together with the contract. “We want you to come with us as our official photographer but.”

“Of course there is always a catch, well tell me, what is it?” you were again standing and were tapping your feet impatiently, this made him smile and as he got up the smirk returned. “You have to call me Oppa from now on.” you raised your eyebrow because why would I do that?

“Why?”

“Because you like me just as much as I like you, you’re just afraid.”

“Ya yoongi.”

“Did you forget that I’m older than you?” You shook your head embarrassed but looked up when he chuckled. “Look I don’t want to force you but we both know that it’s useless to resist this as it was faith for us to meet.” you couldn’t help but chuckle at this cheesiness, he had spent too much time with Jin that was for sure.

“Are you really sure?”

“I have never been so sure of anything in my life.” You studied his face and when you didn’t see any hesitation, you decided to mess with him just to tease him a bit more. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, have a safe flight.” you quickly took off, just to see what he would do, when he suddenly grabbed your arm and turned you around and before you could protest our laugh he had pressed his lips against yours and you were mentally kicking yourself for running away that one time because if you had known that he could kiss like this than you wouldn’t have felt so insecure. He started carefully but when you didn’t pull away he deepened the kiss and as he pulled you closer you couldn’t help but moan against his lips, which made him smile. He felt warm and it was like coming home after a long journey, the sparks were everywhere and your knees became weak but Yoongi was holding you so you weren’t afraid to fall. He never let go of you not even when you broke apart and you knew from that day he would do everything he could to protect me and when I looked into my hand I discovered the ticket and contract, he had put the bag in my hand whilst kissing me, which was pretty smooth. We were still standing really closer to each other and he was exploring your face and as he reached your swollen lips his smile returned as he locked eyes with you.

“So today is our first day, right?”

;Mafia Seungcheol;

Summary: You were at the wrong place at the wrong time, you were mistaken as another girl and you were taken for questioning. You didn’t know anything he was asking, but he would make you answer through other means…

Rating: Smutty af boi

ReaderXSeungcheol

((requested))


You open your eyes and adjust to the light of the dark place. You release a few coughs because of the dusty place you were in. You look around squinting to see if you can make out any shapes. All of a sudden you hear a screechy noise and you assume it’s a door. 

You hear footsteps coming towards you. All of a sudden a bright light fills the room. You look around and you were in a cell, tied to a chair with a rope. The man in front of you was stunning. His wavy hair was pulled up out of his face and he had a casual suit on. He stepped towards you and you look up at him with a confused look.

“Who are-” Your voice was raspy because you hadn’t had water in who knows how long. You clear your throat and swallow before speaking again. But before you could do that the man spoke up first.

“Stop playing dumb.” He snapped his fingers and two other absolutely gorgeous men came into the room you are being kept in. You look at them wide-eyed as they start coming towards you.

“This is Y/N boss, she’s the girl that-” The man with bright orange hair was cut off rudely by the first man.

“I know who the fuck she is now let me get this statement out of her.” He shouted at the other man. 

The man nodded and gave the ‘boss’ what looks like a taser of some sort. You instantly started to shake. 

“You’re free to leave Mingyu and Vernon.” The boss spoke to those two men. 

They mumbled out a faint yes sir and left the room. That only meant that you and he were alone in the room again. He looked at you and started to walk closer and kept turning the taser on and off, making you jump every time. 

“You already know why you’re here. Now, where is your dad?” He says while flicking dirt from under his fingernails. You tilt your head in confusion. You dad was a construction worker what kind of bad people would he meet when he was merely a construction worker?

“My dad is at his j-job.” You say in a faint whisper.

“Speak up.” He says in a loud but stern voice, making you flinch.

“Nevermind just tell me where the drugs are.” He says while walking behind you.

“W-what drugs?” You ask him. You were confused, your dad nor you have ever sold or as much as even touched drugs. 

“Okay since you want to keep that pretty little mouth shut, I’ll just make you speak.” He walks towards a cabinet and takes a key out of his pocket to unlock it. He pulls out a box and places it in front of you. He kneels down to open the box. You gasp at the contents inside.

He had vibrators, handcuffs, and mouth gags in that box.

You looked at him in awe and you were terrified of what he was going to do with those. He takes out one of the vibrators and turns it on. You could hear the whirring of it. You clenched your thighs together at the familiar sound. 

“Now what we are going to do… We are going to place this on your pretty clit and turn it on high. I’m going to get what I want to hear. I don’t care if you cum if you don’t tell me where they are I’m going to keep it on your clit until your sobbing, you understand me?” 

“I’m sorry but I have no idea what you’re talking about! My dad doesn’t have drugs! Maybe we can talk about this?” You close your legs and rub them together, getting wet all of a sudden.

“You’re a cunning young lady aren’t you? Having men at your fingertips. You don’t look like the type to but I’ve heard of your reputation. You’re a filthy slut aren’t you?” He comes close hovering over your trembling frame. You had no idea what he was talking about. The only time you had sex was with your ex-boyfriend. You weren’t a slut at all.

He grabbed your roughly by the neck and pulls you to look at his face. He puts the vibrator in front of your widened eyes and smirks.

“I bet you know what this is you, little whore.” He dragged the whirring vibrator from your neck, slowly down to the place above your wet throbbing heat. You closed your eyes at the feeling, but you were surprised when he slapped you across the face.

“Tell me.” He said with a growl.

Tears pricked your eyes at the pain and you looked up at him and confidently said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about! My dad doesn’t sell drugs and I’m not a slut!” 

He shrugged his shoulders and abruptly opened your legs. 

“Fine, I’ll make you say where it is.” He takes the vibrators and runs it alone your panties. Causing you to jump and hiss at the sudden contact. he starts leaving sloppy kisses on the inside of your thigh. Your moans filled the room and you started sweating at the pleasure that was being given to you.

He suddenly turned off the vibrator and ripped your panties off. You gasped and tried to close your legs, but he had a firm grip on your thigh to keep that from happening. He blows on your wet heat, making shivers go through your body. He then slowly licks your clit with the flat of his tongue.

You let out of a string of curses. You’ve never felt like this before, it was too overwhelming. You felt your orgasm start to build up, it just kept building every time he would slowly lick. Suddenly, he added two fingers and prodded the entrance of your vagina. 

He looks up at you and smiles, taking in your reactions and moans. He picks up his speed and begins to lick and pump his fingers in and out rapidly.

You were so close to cumming. Your breathing began faster and your moans became louder. As soon as you got there, right at the edge, he stopped. You missed his mouth and fingers.

“Now where is it?” He said, and again you said, “I don’t k-know! I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

He got down on his knees again and started to finger and lick your clit again. This repeated five times until you were a crying mess. You so desperately wanted to cum and the only person that could do that for you was this man.

You even tried to give him some fake locations just so he would let you cum. But he always knew you were lying. On the sixth time, he got tired.

He pumped his hardest and rapidly licked your clit, this time it was sloppy, but it still felt amazing. You felt that familiar pool of heat building up in your core again.

“P-please let me c-cum this time!” You pleaded. He looked up at you with fierce eyes. He looked so sexy eating you out and looking up at you. He almost made you cum then and there just from the way he was looking at you.

He hummed a ‘fuck’, while he began to go faster. You felt the orgasm wash over you, the rippling waves of pleasure crashed over you over and over again. Your legs were shaking and you let out high-pitched squeals. He let you ride out your orgasm.

He suddenly got up from his knees. “Now I’ll come here tomorrow and do the same thing until you confes-” He was cut off by one of the men from earlier on busting in, panting.

He looked at you and looked at the man who just made you cum, and ran over to him, leaning and whispering into his ear. The man’s angry expression was replaced by one of shock. The guy that came in, ran to you and said, 

“Sorry, we got the wrong Y/N. Forget this ever happened okay.” He said with a nervous smile.

Before you could say a word, he put a piece of cloth over your face and you felt yourself blacking out.


Admin Minsoo~ 

I know this isn’t exactly what the person requested but I thought this was a nice and kinky concept ;)

Werewolf Meets Flash

Teen Wolf x The Flash - Derek Hale

Request:Can you do a Teen Wolf and The Flash crossover one-shot where the reader is the female version of Barry Allen and an enemy metahuman destroys S.T.A.R. Labs by blowing it up or something and Team Flash moves from Central City to Beacon Hills and sets up a new base there and she starts dating Derek Hale and she tries to tell him she’s the Flash and he tries to tell her he’s a werewolf but they fail for one reason or another until they’re finally successful? Swearing is allowed, but no smut.


Note: 🚨do not fear I am going to continue this, it’s just an amazing request! (And apparently it’s too long and I’ve reached a limit) 🚨


Triggers: none at all :)

Originally posted by sterekisperfection


As hectic your life was there was no time for an introduction, straight to the chase you were, most literally too.

“Y/n, remember Magenta? She’s making her way to the lab right now” Cisco’s voice echoes in your ear.

“She doesn’t look to happy, Y/n oh and there goes the CCTV, We have no visual” Caitlin added.

“Give me two seconds I’ll be there” you smiled at yourself, dropping everything you were currently doing to help out your friends.

“Okay I’m here…” you announced, scoping the area for Frankie.

“Frankie!” You called for her, no response.

“Frankie, were gonna get you through this, I want to help” you shouted, almost pleading for the girl to come out. You empathized for her.

“Flash… I think you’ve helped enough, I’m here to help you” Magenta finally spoke.

“Frankie…” you tried to reach within her.

“Frankie is long gone” Magenta laughed.

Power surged through her arm, you could tell she was here to cause destruction, looking in the direction to which her hand was aimed to you quickly called out for everyone to get out of the lab.

“Cisco, Caitlin get out of there now! Use the back door get out!” You shouted.

Now you were fast, so fast the human eye could not possibly see you, but sometimes… Sometimes you aren’t fast enough.

Magenta’s powerful blow hit an electrical box on the side of the building, taking only seconds for it catch on fire, the flames seemed to out speed you because in a blink of an eye the whole lab was on fire, the chemicals inside didn’t help extinguish the flames either. All you could do was take Frankie and run.


“My lab…” Cisco groaned at the remnants of S.T.A.R labs.

Caitlin made a small gesture of holding onto Cisco’s hand.

“It was our home” she said with a frown.

“… I know this is too quick”

“Y/n now is not the time for puns, but that was good” Cisco said running his hand through his hair.

“Maybe we should relocate. I mean people are starting to speculate about this place anyways” you finished.

“Where would we go, Y/n?” Cisco asked not really interested.

“Well I was looking into this place, Beacon Hills in California” you started, knowing this would be a touchy subject especially now.

“Can we not do this now, Y/n please just… not now” Cisco said, very distraught by the remains of the lab.

“I’m sorry, guys… I tried” you said, your lips dipping to a frown.

“We know, Y/n” Caitlin gave you a reassuring smile.


The next morning a knock on your door woke you up bright and early, you stumbled out of bed and cursed at earlier raisers not being to comprehend how someone could wake during such an unholy hour of, you glanced at the clock on your wall and groaned. 4:30am.

Rubbing your eyes open and pulling on the doorknob at the same time. Once your eyes had focused you saw Cisco and Caitlin, with packed bags.

“Guys?” You mumbled, not fully grasping what was going on.

“To Beacon Hills” Cisco said, handing you today’s newspaper.

“The Flash has died?” You mumbled, reading the header of the newspaper.

“This would be a good time for the city to find a new hero” Caitlin shrugged.

“I already looked into a small space we can buy as our lab, not as great but it’s a start” Cisco intervened.

“And their crime rates are significantly higher” Caitlin added.

“So you guys are okay?” You questioned carefully.

“Nothing is forever, Y/n” Cisco said with a frown.

“I’ll be just a second, I need to pack some things” you said, sprinting off into your room pushing stuff into a backpack.

“Okay, ready” you said speeding into the living room where Cisco was sitting helping himself to some coffee as well as Caitlin.


Weeks had gone by and you and your friends have settled in nicely. Beacon Hills how seemed awfully peaceful especially since you basically ran a background check on the town’s history.

You also had met a very nice man that you love, too soon maybe but it felt like a “meant to be” type situation and you were not gonna mess with it, considering you have no current love life except for this scruffy angry looking guy, who gives you the rare opportunity to see him smile.

The more time you spent with Derek the more you wanted to tell him who you actually are, but to your luck the criminal activity has gone up too so you had to be quick to come up with a lie, when Cisco shoots you a text.

You two were at a coffee shop, it was dark out now and Derek would not let you roam these streets alone, his words strictly.

“I know, this is still fresh but I care about you and Beacon Hills is not a good place especially at night” Derek said, handing you a hot mug a small smile on his face.

“Derek, that’s so funny I care about you too? Isn’t that a coincidence?” You joked, grabbing a hold of his hand.

Derek let out a humourless laugh and rolled his eyes at you.

“I’m sorry, but you know that I do and I’m not good with hm how do put this…” you thought for a second but couldn’t think of a nice way of putting not good with people. “People” you finished.

“That makes two of us” Derek laughed.

“Derek, I um I want to tell you something” you started, you really wanted him to know.

Cisco sent you a text and an obnoxious ringtone went off.

“Oh I’m really sorry but this is from work it’s important” you said, looking at your phone, bumping into chairs as you read the text, making your way out.

“Hey, Y/n we’ve got a break and enter at the school” Cisco buzzed in your ear, as you stumbled out of the coffee shop and ran.


Derek sighed, he wondered if he was doing something wrong that made her run away. He questioned the fact if he should tell you about what he really is.

Derek sensed trouble from the school, and rolled his eyes at the thought of Scott and Stiles doing something stupid.


Ripping your clothes off so they don’t burn at the velocity you were going, your suit underneath, finally fulfilling the craving of adrenaline. You pulled the door open, and did a quick run of the school. You found two boys in the principals office, one holding onto a microphone.

“You’re kidding, right?” you groaned, as the boys looked you, mouths left ajar and eyes practically popping out of its sockets.

“I’ve got two teenage boys messing around” you rolled your eyes.

“Y-you’re the oh my god, Scott the Flash” the boy with a buzz cut stuttered out.

“You boys ruined my date” you grumbled.

“You’re dating someone from Beacon Hills?!” Scott blurted out with excitement.

“You weren’t suppose to hear that” you sighed.

“Come on, boys get out of the school and come back when you’re suppose to be here. You’re lucky I’m not handing you over to the police for trespassing and break and enter” you said while grabbing both boys by the ear.

“Ouch, my dad is the sheriff” one complained.

“Oh, so you get away with things?” You asked, raising a brow.

He cowered under your gaze, and shook his head vigorously in a ‘no’ motion.

“Thermo suggests third person on perimeter, Y/n” Cisco warned you.

“Someone else is here?” Scott repeated.

“Seriously, your hearing is fantastic” you said.

Scott turned around, it looked like he was sniffing something. He mumbled a name to the other boy and the look on their faces was a mix of relief and afraid.

“Can I help you guys get home?” You asked, trying to wrap this up fast as you could.

“Yeah you can” the buzz cut said cheerfully.

“No, Stiles, Derek is here” Scott said.

That had to be a coincidence, there can be more then one Derek in a small town, you thought.

“Boys I have to go” you said, grabbing both the boys, you sped off with them to the field, and left them there in haze.

“That was so cool” Stiles mumbled, not being able to comprehend.

“Can you explain to me why you are here?” Derek rolled his eyes at the boys.

“The Flash” Stiles mumbled.

“Sure, the Flash has better things to do” Derek grumbled back in response.

“Go home” he said, not sounding too pleased.

You sent Derek an apology through text and asked to meet up tomorrow at his place.


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The Meme and His Tutor

Part 14: The Time The Tutor Got Her Revenge

Recommended Song: Mommae by Jay Park feat. Ugly Duck

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Summary:

After one lot of revenge the week before, you felt the need to get revenge for something else. But you end up realising something while you’re at it.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2731

Length: 14/?

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Vacation- Dylan Larkin

Originally posted by werenskiz

Ok so I was trying to figure out where to send Dylan and fam on bye week vacation and I figured out the PERFECT spot! So I hope you guys enjoy this one!

Warning: None

Anon request: Hi could I request a Dylan Larkin imagine where you both take your kids on vacation during the bye week and it’s super cute?! Thanks so much!!!!

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              When Dylan suggested going on vacation, you were sure this was not what he had planned.

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Since I got a huge influx of followers thanks to a certain -someone-, I figured I’d say hi, hello and welcome to my blog!!!

Originally posted by kylimakat28

I know someone asked for a FAQ page and I’ll likely put one up later this weekend. For now, I’ll just explain a little bit about my blog, myself and where Dark came from.

For starters, I have do have an Art Blog if people are only interested in my work. It’s linked in my header or you can click here. This is my main blog where I post my art as well as a mix of other things. My main blog typically features artwork I like, fanart, cute things or stuff that makes me laugh. I’m a SFW blog with a few NSFW illustrations that may pop up rarely (I try my best to tag them). 

A bit about myself: I’m a recent graduate of California State University, Sacramento where I obtained my BA in Fine Arts with a concentration in Digital Media. While I love illustrating, it’s actually something I didn’t study in school. I learned fine art elements and how to use programs like Maya and After Effects in my last few semesters. I’ve picked up the majority of my illustration knowledge from watching other artists online and reading tutorials. I typically create all of my work in Photoshop using a drawing tablet. 

Annnnd Dark….where to start with this? You’re probably wondering, “Why did you make Dark? What -is- Dark? How did he come to be??? WHY are you obsessed with this youtuber you freakin’ weirdo?!?”. All great and valid questions. Mark said it himself in the livestream that Dark was something the fandom created. I remember people joking in the youtube comments on Mark’s creepy pasta videos from way back when. I would see people say, “Oh that’s not Mark in the video, it’s ‘Dark’”. Mark also made a tumblr post around that time jokingly saying Dark wasn’t a character of his, why did you make him real? That sparked me to create the older work that he showed in the livestream. I wanted to create what or who I thought Dark was. After that piece, I didn’t toy with the Darkiplier idea again until about 6 months later. I ran this blog like an ask blog and did some silly things with darko the dork. I gave Dark a persona while using Mark’s face as a model for him.

Originally, my Dark was a creation of Mark’s fears; a nightmarish type monster that was tied to Mark and a reflection of what you can become if you lose your path. I wanted to create a comic with commentary on how fear can control your life and the effects it can have if you let fear rule you. That never came to fruition as school and life kind of got out of hand. I also felt stagnant with the character being so tied to Mark himself. It was humbling to see how much my Dark influenced my friends versions of him and other people in the fandom as well, but I was getting frustrated with the idea. I set Dark down for about year and came back to him just before Mark did that dating skit this February (although that also has had a big influence on me). Currently, Dark is now a separate entity and falls into the Cryptid category. I’m being tight lipped about his story as I’m working out the prologue with @prismkitten-mivy. There will be multiple original characters in this story that are given the task of capturing the escapee, Dark (Who goes by another name but you’ll see that later). I started Dark’s story long ago and now with a new re-write, I plan to finish it. He’s going to be a side project that will keep me and hopefully my followers entertained as I work on other ideas as well.

So there you have it. I still watch Mark’s vid’s from time to time because the nerd makes me laugh. I work 5 days a week and spend most of my free time working on new projects to share with you all here. I’m just a nerd that can draw and likes interacting with folks on here when I can. :)

hello all !! lately ive been full of love for my mutuals so heres my first follow forever!!! it also doubles as “how embarrassing ren can get” post im sorry in advance

(i whipped this header up in five min pls ignore it sjkdja) ((ps be warned i say “ᵘʰʰʰʰʰ” a lot so be prepared for that))

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Originally posted by boldlymckirking1701

Prompt: A small mountain town finds themselves welcoming a new resident and his daughter, but what effect will this have on the other residents? On you? Welcome to Crawford.
Word Count: 2111
Warnings: Cursing, accident, surgery
Author’s Note: Part 11, the final chapter. Thank you everyone who stuck through with this series, I actually had an amazing time writing it and I hope you all enjoyed it. And, as always, thank you to @wonders-of-the-enterprise for making the header that I have enjoyed looking at so very much.

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