Potions Master -- An Ichabbie Valentine’s Event Fic
Potions Master by like-bunnies – Someone in Sleepy Hollow is mixing up love potions for the holiday.
Thanks to @sneetchstar for tossing tropes/prompts at me when I couldn’t come up with any more ideas. This isn’t much but it’s my last Ichabbie Valentine’s Day offering. Just some mild smut and fluff. I hope everyone had a fun Ichabbie Valentine’s Day/Week! It has been great!
“Step away from one another!” Jenny
cried out as she ran into the archives.
“You two can’t be together for at
least 24 hours!” Joe exclaimed as he followed right behind her,
sliding to a stop before careening into his girlfriend.
Abbie and Crane both looked up from the
books they were reading at separate tables, surprised at the
interruption. Abbie had worked all day at the FBI field office while
Crane researched the latest evil to visit Sleepy Hollow. She was now
assisting him, trying to figure out what was causing a number of the
residents of the village to act peculiar all morning.
Two hours left until 2017 here, so I just want to put a few wprds to all of you guys!
2016 has been a colorful year for me. I’ve met many new friends through Xenoblade, got even closer to friends I’ve known before, managed to Balance study with drawing, and I couldn’t have done any of that while having fun without you guys! Because, as Hau would say, what’s the Point of doing somethibg if you’re not having fun?
Have 2016 been all unicorn and rainbows? Certainly not, irl or online. But do I think It’s as bad as many people may see it as? Tbh, I can’t bring myself to. Not when this is the year I met some of the kindest and funnest Friends I’ve ever met, had voice chats with my online best friends, developed my Cross until he’s a solid character, met so many insp, played poke Sun, got my first shiny, confessed to someone, realized how dear my sis is to me… I can go on, honestly. 2016 has its own Up and down’s, but all in all, I’m glad this year happened. I’m glad to have met all of you, I’m glad to have memed with all of you, I’m glad I made twitter, I’m glad I joined Discord, I’m glad I put out my Cross into the fandom, I’m glad I’m lucky enough to have such great friends like all of you.
So thank you, thank you so much, to everyone for everything, for making 2016 such a memorable year for me. Thank you.
I apologize for any mistake I might have made to any of you throughout this year. I’m not perfect, and I hope you’ll forgive me so we can both see the first sun of a brand new year without any grudges left behind.
2016 is almost in the past now, so I’m not going to dwell on the downs and instead look into a new day. Thank you for this year, and May 2017 be a great year, or, a better year for all of us!
Reading book synopsis’ and run across this one and decide that it would be a fun plot.
When muse A’s boyfriend dumps her in the parking lot on the night of her high school prom, she has to think fast. After all, she’d been telling her friends about him for months now. This was supposed to be the night she proved he existed. So when she sees muse B waiting to pick up his sister, she enlists his help. The task is simple: be her fill-in boyfriend—two hours, zero commitment, a few white lies. After that, she can win back the real boyfriend.
The problem is that days after prom, it’s not her ex she’s thinking about, but the stand-in. The one whose name she doesn’t even know.
But tracking him down doesn’t mean they’re done faking a relationship. Muse A owes Muse B a favor and his sister intends to see that he collects: his ex-girlfriend’s graduation party—three hours, zero commitment, a few white lies.
So a couple posts back(or maybe I forgot to mention) that the vanilla man is buying me a fully customized jeep from a Marlin’s player. He knows my commute to work has been just terrible. The Marlins player doesn’t want to sell until spring, which means I’d have to make this two hour commute during the winter, which is no fun. Soooo we’ve been looking around and searching for a car for the time being and we’ve decided on a 2012 Volkswagen Eos and I’m absolutely obsessed with it! We pick it up today or tomorrow right before we go to Vegas 😍 I’m so excited!
This past week, he’s furnished my bedroom, made me a custom piece of art for the wall, and took me to dinner and ice skating.
When I got done in the bathroom, I stepped into a very big puddle of junior poop. And I do literally mean puddle. Poor boy has been having the runs all week and finally decided to take him to the vet before the weekend was here.
Nothing scary wrong, just a mild tummyache that is very very messy. I would know, I had to chase him around for an hour to get a useable stool sample into a Tupperware container…. Not fun.
Everyone at the vet just looooooved junior tho and he adored all the attention. He should be feeling better soon now that he as some antibotics for his guts. Now if only my own guts would calm down too. lol
I’ve been home less than an hour from my trip to the MAA-SE Conference. Ho-ly crap am I tired, and not just physically.
The South East region of the Mathematicians’ Association of America has an undergraduate math jeopardy competition at their annual conference. I went with a team from my university to compete. We got our butts kicked, but it was still fun. There were also a lot of research presentations, both undergrad and otherwise, which were really interesting to listen to. All in all I spent 3 days on the trip, and two nights.
The whole trip wasn’t a big blast though. My team consisted of myself, two men, and a woman. We had two rooms between us, split between men and women. I’m not fully out socially yet, so guess which room I stayed in? Even though it would have been less cramped to split us two-and-two, and I personally would have been more comfortable in the women’s room than the men’s, I didn’t want to say anything for fear of putting the woman on the spot and having to out myself in such circumstances. Note that I wasn’t concerned about prejudice from any of them or our coach, I just… didn’t feel ready. Or something.
I had fun, but I’m also glad to be home. Glad to be able to shave again, get a good night’s sleep, and put on makeup. Cause after this trip, I need some serious girl time.
Sam x Reader Prompt/Summary:(Request) I was wondering if you might do a Sam x Reader where the
Reader (who lives in the bunker with the boys) keeps stealing Sam’s t-shirts
until he has none left. It can be fluff or smut, or both. I don’t really have a
preference because you’re a wonderful author and I have confidence in your
amazing abilities Requested by:opiavellichor Reader
Gender: female Word Count: 2,042 Warnings: smut, fluff, slightly
dom!Sam I guess? A/N: This was fun to write! As
usual, let me know what you think!
was the worst two hours of my life,” Dean grumbled, aggressively clicking the
‘off’ button on the remote. “And I’ve
been in hell.”
are the worst liar, Dean,” You retorted, rolling your eyes. “I can’t believe you didn’t like it.”
course I didn’t like it! It was a child’s movie,” Dean grumbled.
don’t tell me you’re one of those people who refuses to participate in the
Harry Potter phenomenon because they believe it’s only for kids!” You gasped,
Cinder groans, stretching out her back as she walks the familiar path to her locker. Her final night in detention, thank the stars she can finally start going home after school again. As she rolls her shoulders, back stiff from sitting at the desk for the past two hours, she resolves herself never to get involved in Thorne’s shenanigans again.
Then she sighs, knowing that kind of promise is a lost cause.
It’s not her fault her best friend has the terrible ability to piss off the entire football and basketball teams combined and it’s definitely not her fault that noble part in her remembers that he’s been standing up for her since she started freshmen year and people made fun of her artificial hand and leg so that of course she has to return the favor.
It’s his fault she’s in detention for a week straight, though. That one she’ll insist.
As Cinder turns the final corner to her locker, she almost turns right back around. Standing right in front of the wall by her locker is none other than Kai, appraising the poster in front of him advertising his run for student government. Beside him is Winter, his running mate. They’re talking in low voices with no signs of walking away and Cinder does have to get home at least before six otherwise her step mother will flip.
With a sigh, Cinder walks forward and desperately hopes neither one of them see her. Not that it would be a problem, persay. Winter Hayle-Blackburn is the nicest person in the school, possibly on the entire planet and would never dream of saying a single mean thing to anyone, let alone Cinder. And Kai…is Kai. The guy that Cinder refuses to admit to anyone, especially herself, that she is kind of maybe head over heels for.
It’s ridiculous for many reasons, the first being that they’ve only ever exchanged a handful of words including the time they met, where Kai cornered her in shop class and asked if she would help fix his phone and that time Kai asked her to the Homecoming dance and Cinder had to turn him down because Adri had grounded her for some reason or another.
The second being she was pretty sure Kai and Winter were A Thing, considering all the time they spent together and this whole running for student council together. Winter was notoriously gorgeous and Kai was no slouch in the looks department himself; they made a very pretty pair.
Kai and Winter are so wrapped up in their posters (or each other) they don’t notice Cinder when she gets to her locker and she hurriedly grabs her books and her bag. All hope for stealth is ended when someone falls against the lockers next to her and says, in a voice that carries, “Stars, I’m so glad to be out of detention. You’d think old Aims can take a joke by now. I think it’s time for him to retire.”
Cinder could kill Thorne for many reasons but right now, as Kai glances over in their direction, this is the biggest one.
“You bring it on yourself,” Cinder says, her voice low. “Also, try to behave yourself because I really don’t need another detention this semester.”
“I can promise nothing, gorgeous,” Thorne says just as Kai says, “Hi, Cinder.”
Cinder turns to look at him. “Hi, Kai.”
Over his shoulder, Cinder can see Winter smoothing out the poster on the wall but Kai shifts his body and she turns her attention back to him. Then immediately wishes she hadn’t as she can never quite stop herself from drowning in his eyes.
“You’re here late,” he obverses.
Cinder makes a face. “Oh, you know how it is. Things happen.”
“Like detention,” Thorne says helpfully and for the first time, Kai’s eyes flicker over to him. He frowns.
“Thorne,” he greets with a nod, his voice strained.
“Kai,” Thorne returns. He glances at his watch and then reaches up to tug Cinder’s pony tail. “Come on, I have to get you home and then I have to get to work.”
Cinder snorts. “Work. Right. Also, I am not getting in that car with you.”
“You shall refer to her by her given name,” Thorne says, “And Rampion is really the only thing getting you home before six. I don’t understand what your problem is.”
“Borrowed,” Thorne corrects and Cinder sighs. When she turns back to Kai, she realizes he’s been staring at her and she’s very thankful that blushing is not a thing she tends to do.
“I have to go,” she says, “Um. Bye?”
Kai smiles, though its a little lack luster. “Bye.”
As he turns, Cinder blurts out, “The poster looks great by the way. Good luck with the whole election thing….You’ve got my vote.”
At that, a genuine smile crosses Kai’s face. “Thank you, Cinder.”
He gives her a small wave and then he walks back to Winter. Cinder closes her locker with a sigh and follows Thorne out.
“So adorable,” he says once they’re out of earshot and Cinder smacks his arm.
“Oh shut up.”
“You know, I’m glad he didn’t take your rejection of him to heart,” Thorne says, “And is still drooling over the very Earth you walk on.”
Cinder glances back in time to see Kai laugh at something Winter says, his whole head thrown back. “Not very likely.”
“Oh, please. I am an expert here. Boyfriends glare at me the same way every time I flirt with their girlfriends.”
“Which maybe you should stop doing.”
Thorne shrugs and pulls his keys out of his locket. When he shakes them at her, his flashlight shaped like a spaceship briefly flickers. “I promise you, Cinder. Kai is still really into you.”
I’m fairly picky about board games (I have two problems, which is that certain kinds of competition do not bring out the best in me–not all, but it’s often hard to quantify what will set me off–and also, well, I can’t play any of those types of games that last hours and hours, because I just lose interest), but I have to say, Pandemic: Legacy has been a delight. I enjoy “normal” Pandemic, but the way mechanics are added to further the “story” and the way player choices continue to have repercussions in future games makes the Legacy version particularly fun for me. Recommended.
So is Little Witch a whole series or somethin' cause I looked on Netflix and found a thing that said it was like 23 minutes.
okay so Little Witch Academia started with the original OVA a few years ago, produced as part of Japan’s “
Young Animator Training Project”, which is on Netflix along with its sequel The Enchanted Parade (which was crowdfunded on Kickstarter and reached its goal in five hours) - last year, at the tail end of their anniversary short anime series Space Patrol Luluco, Trigger announced a full series of Little Witch Academia - which has since been airing on a weekly basis on Netflix in Japan since January, and released to the rest of the world with subs by Crunchyroll
the two OVAs are separate from the series, which starts the premise over and gives more time for set up and establishing things, so you don’t need to watch them to enjoy the show but they are a fun time anyway (plus something treated like a big reveal in the OVA is pretty brazenly displayed for the audience in the series itself, where the mystery instead is about what caused it)
They’re at a party at Alexa’s house, and Harry has had four strong drinks already. Aimee had mixed one of them, and Harry is at least thirty percent sure there hadn’t been anything but vodka and ice in it. “What’s the party for?” he had asked Alexa two hours in, his words slurring just slightly. Alexa had rolled her eyes and given him a perfunctory kiss on the cheek, leaving red lipstick on his skin.
“For fun, Haz,” she replied lightly, running a hand through her short hair and turning to talk to Henry, who had just walked in. Harry had nodded at her back seriously and filtered back into the party.
An hour later, he’s deep into a conversation with Daisy, who had arrived at the party in a soft floral dress and a tray of pot brownies, one of which she’s clearly had herself.
Summary: Yoongi is kinda on the dominant side, blowjob, cheating… yeah.
Stupid Jerk, Asshole, Dick. The insults bounced around my head as I stomped down the hallway towards the stairs.
I can’t believe this. I said to myself. I thought he loved me.
I’ve been with my boyfriend– ex boyfriend for well over a year. In that time, he had been nothing but sweet and caring and wonderful. Then today, I thought it would be fun to surprise him at his house. He has a lot of tests going on in school right now and I thought it’d be nice for him to take a load off and take a break from studying for an hour or two. Except he wasn’t studying.
I opened the door to his bedroom to find him ramming his dick into some other girl. Of course he freaked out when he saw me. He sprung up from the bed and covered himself with his jeans which were wrinkled from being thrown on the floor. Ugh.
And to make things worse, he actually tried to defend himself. He was begging me to let him explain. He even tried to tell me “it’s not what it looks like”. Really? ‘Cause to me, it looked like you were sleeping with another girl.
I was so stunned by what I had just walked in on, that I couldn’t even yell at him. I couldn’t even tell him to go to hell or that I hated him. Instead, I just turned around and tried to walk away, except, I couldn’t do that because he grabbed my wrist and shouted for me to stay and talk to him. Meanwhile, the girl couldn’t find her fucking underwear so she was listening to this entire thing. I ripped my hand from his grasp and walked down the hallway. Behind me, I could hear him begging me not to leave. Plus, he was crying. Still, I didn’t look back as I walked down this seemingly endless hallway.
I turned a corner and he finally stopped shouting for me to stay. All I wanted to do what get out of this house
“Geez, what’s going on?” a voice asked from behind me asked.
I rolled my eyes. Yoongi.
I had absolutely no problem with my boyfriend’s older brother, in fact, I actually enjoyed his company. But right now I really wasn’t in the mood to talk.
I was tempted to keep walking but Yoongi asked a follow up question, “Are you okay? You seem mad,” he spoke with a cool, slightly lazy tone.
I turned around. He was leaning against the doorframe of the door to his bedroom. His hair was sticking up in weird places like he had just woken up from a nap, “Well if I seem mad then I’m not okay am I?” I snapped at him.
Yoongi pushed himself off of the door and stood up straight, “what did he do?” he asked referring to his brother.
I swallowed against the hard lump in my throat, “I just caught him with another girl,” I told Yoongi.
He scoffed, “Of course you did,” he said not sounding surprised at all, “that’s just like him.”
I was about to tell Yoongi that I never thought his brother would do something like this when the image of another girl’s legs wrapped around my boyfriend’s waist came into my head. I squeezed my eyes shut to stop the tears that had gathered in them from coming out but it was no use because the tears pooled over my eyes and down my cheek.
I hung my head in defeat. In front of me, I heard Yoongi shuffle. His soft hand came up and, with his thumb, Yoongi wiped the tears off of my cheek.
I looked up at him, “you shouldn’t cry over him,” he told me, “he’s not worth it.”
His hand cupped my face with the same hand that wiped my tear and stared at me but I couldn’t make out his expression.
“W–why are you looking at me like that?” I asked cautiously.
Yoongi turned his head to the side as if to look at me from a different angle, “I never noticed how pretty you are.”
My heart fluttered, “Yoongi…”
He cleared his throat and took a step away from me, “sorry, um, I know you just broke up with my little brother. I’m overstepping my boundaries.”
I looked into Yoongi’s eyes wondering how such a sweet guy could have come out of the same gene pool as his brother. His words made me feel all fuzzy on the inside which was something his brother had never made me feel.
I took a step closer to Yoongi, “I don’t think you were overstepping your boundaries at all…” I bat my eyes, “you know…your brother never told me that I was pretty.”
Yoongi’s expression remained hard and serious, “my brother’s an idiot.”
Suddenly, my thoughts became clear.
Wait, what am I doing? I thought to myself. Am I really flirting with my ex’’s older brother? I mean yeah, he’s super attractive and all but… isn’t flirting with him wrong? I paused my thoughts. Was this really wrong? I just walked in on my boyfriend having sex with another girl so surely what I’m doing isn’t as bad as that?
Yoongi’s hand reached out to stroke my cheek again, “I’m sorry that my brother hurt you. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”
You know what, why am I even thinking about his emotions? He cheated on me. I mentally reassured myself.
I found Yoongi to be very attractive and he had clearly taken an interest in me. Plus, I’m single now. Who says I can’t be with him?
“Kiss me,” I answered Yoongi’s question.
His eyes widened slightly, “what?”
“I want you to kiss me,” I said confidently, “that will make me feel better.”
“Really?” he said suddenly sounding shy.
Yoongi hesitated but eventually he slowly leaned forward. He brought both hands up to cup the sides of my face and he looked deeply into my eyes. HIs face approached mine at a slow pace and the eagerness in me began to build. Yoongi tilted his head to the side and his eyes drooped shut. I followed his actions. I could feel the heat of his breath on my own lips as he got closer.
Then, finally, our lips brushed. Yoongi flinched back slightly as if he was unsure if he should continue. I grabbed his wrist and pulled my lips up to his. At first, he seemed surprised by my sudden movement but it wasn’t long before he sunk into the kiss.
Getting a burst of confidence, Yoongi wrapped his hands around the back of my neck and pulled my closer to him. His lips moved forcefully over mine as he took control of the situation. His lips spread, making it easier to deepen the kiss even more. His body was pressed against mine and I could feel his heat against my body.
He broke the kiss and pulled his head back slightly to look into my eyes, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he told me.
I blushed in embarrassment, “really?”
He nodded, “there are so many things that I’ve wanted to do to you but I couldn’t because you were with my brother.”
I rocked on my heels, “well, I’m not with your brother anymore… do you wanna tell me more about those ‘things’ you’ve wanted to do?” I asked innocently.
Yoongi straightened his back and made more space between us, “Y/N… I don’t think you know what I mean…”
I shook my head, “No, I know exactly what you mean,” I closed the space between us again, “why don’t you show me all the things you wanted to do to me?” I traced his collarbone with the tips of my fingers.
Yoongi’s breath quickened, “Y/N… are you sure?” he asked reluctantly.
I batted my eyes and nodded.
Yoongi slowly brushed his hand up my arm which gave me goosebumps. When his hand reached my shoulder, he pulled my body close to his. He bent his head down and delicately pressed his lips to mine. I instantly pulled him closer and wrapped my arms around his neck. His hands moved to the curve of my lower back as he held me tight.
Yoongi spread his lips against mine as his tongue slipped into my mouth. His shoulders loosened as he relaxed into the kiss more. His hands moved farther south to cup my butt.
Without breaking the kiss, he roughly pulled me through the doorway into his room and he kicked the door shut. He pushed me up against the wall and held me tightly there with his body. My fingers tangled in his dyed hair and I gently pulled on it. His hands moved up and down my sides making my shirt come up slightly. Yoongi’s lips traced down my jawline to my neck. He nipped and sucked at the sweet spot just below my ear. Both of his hands moved up to fondle my fully clothed breasts.
The exhilaration of kissing Yoongi and the way he was touching me sent excitement all through my body. I could feel my desire for him growing in between my legs.
Yoongi pulled away and eagerly pulled at the bottom of my shirt. I raised my arms to make it easier for him to tug the shirt over my head and toss it on the floor behind him.
I followed his actions by lifted his shirt over his head and throwing it on top of mine on the ground.
Yoongi reconnected our lips and our fire hot skin was pressed together. His hands went back to kneading my breasts which were now only covered by a lacy black bra. My hands moved up and down his stomach which was chiseled with muscles.
Yoongi popped open the button on my jeans and slid them down my thighs. I moved them down to my ankles and stepped out of them.
Wanting to move things along a little faster, I let my hand brush against Yoongi’s half hard member. He gasp when my fingers wrapped around him and I palmed him through his jeans. His hips rocked in time with the movement. He was now fully hard under my touch and I could feel him throbbing.
I pulled off his belt and opened his pants. I slid down onto my knees in front of him and looked up to see his face. He carefully watched my movements as his chest rose and fell.
I let my bottom lips slide between my teeth as I slid his pants down to his ankles. His fully hard member created a tent of his white boxer briefs. I looked into his eyes as I slowly slid his underwear off of his hips. Once removed, his dick sprung free and slapped against his stomach.
I licked my lips and grabbed hold of the base, slowly sliding my hand up to the tip. I adjusted my body so that I could easily slip him into my mouth. I sucked gently on the tip, tasting the salty precum that had gathered there. Above me, Yoongi groaned deeply and let his head roll back. I sunk my lips farther down his shaft and let him hit the back of my throat. I bobbed my head up and down and rubbed the parts of his member that I couldn’t reach with my mouth with my hand. Yoongi’s hand slipped into my hair as he gently guided me up and down. My tongue circled his tip and I wrapped my lips just around that part, giving it extra special attention. I sucked hard which made a long low pitched groan come out of Yoongi’s mouth. I brought my lips to the base of his cock and licked a large vein up to the tip and then I wrapped my mouth around him again. I lifted one hand up to gently squeeze and fondle his balls. His in my hair tightened and he lightly thrusted his hips into my mouth.
After a while, Yoongi’s breath started to get heavier and faster and I knew he was getting close. I sucked hard a couple more times and then Yoongi pulled me off of my knees and back to my feet. He kissed me roughly once before pushing me onto his bed. He hovered over me and smirked sexily. He pulled my underwear off and tossed them to the side. He grabbed my leg and kissed all the way from my ankle to my hip bone before kissing up my stomach and stopping at my boob. He delicately took one of my nipples into his mouth and circled it with his tongue. His hand squeezed and kneading the other breast as he sucked on my nipple.
He kissed up the valley between my breasts and up my neck and jawline until our lips were connected once again.
Yoongi broke the kiss and leaned over me to reach for his desk drawer. He pulled out a wrapped condom and tore the wrapper open with his teeth. He rolled the condom down his shaft and lined himself up with my entrance.
Slowly, he slipped into me. I felt pleasure instantly as he filled me up. He pressed his forehead to mine as he started to move in and out of me with quick and shallow thrusts. He immediately found my g spot which made me squeal loudly. He continued to his the same spot over and over again which turned me into a moaning mess under him. I secretly hoped that his brother could hear my moans through the wall.
My body twitched and convulsed as I came closer to my orgasm. Yoongi reached down and roughly circled my clit with his hand which only made me scream louder.
His thrusts started to get more inconsistent and his moans also got louder. My back arched as the pleasure started to take over my body.
One more rough thrust into my g spot sent me over the edge and I let out a long string of curses and Yoongi’s name as I came. Shortly after, Yoongi also hit his high and thrust himself through the entire thing.
Then, the room was quiet. We both looked into each other’s eyes as we tried to catch our breath. Yoongi wiped sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand.
He slipped out of me and pulled the condom off of his softening member and tossed it into the small trash can by his bed.
He grabbed his pants off of the ground and stepped into them then pulled them over his hips. He grabbed my clothes and tossed them to me.
Feeling weak from what we had just done, I slowly pulled my clothes back onto my body. I sat on the edge of his bed slightly dazed.
Once Yoongi’s clothes were back on, he came over and kissed me sweetly, “That was fun. We should do it again some time.”
I smiled and nodded in response and he grabbed my hand and pulled me off of the bed.
I stumbled slightly once I was stood up and Yoongi wrapped his strong arms around me.
He chuckled, “Tired?”
I nodded, “Yeah… a little…” I sighed.
He kissed my forehead, “You’re cute you know that?”
I buried my face into his chest so he wouldn’t see me blush.
“C’mon, I’ll walk you out,” he said as he guided me to the door.
When he opened the door, we were greeted by his brother standing in front of it with his fist raised as if he was about to knock. He jumped back slightly when Yoongi opened the door.
“What the hell?!” He shouted at both of us. He looked from me to Yoongi looking extremely hurt.
“What’s the matter?” Yoongi asked nonchalantly.
“Wh–what do you mean ‘what’s the matter’?! You just slept with my girlfriend!” he shouted as Yoongi hysterically.
“She’s not your girlfriend anymore,” Yoongi said simply, “that’s what happens when you don’t treat a girl right, they break up with you.”
He looked from Yoongi to me again, “you didn’t even wanna talk about this? About us?”
I shook my head and leaned farther into Yoongi, “I don’t really care what you have to say, it won’t change anything. It’s over, sorry.”
He looked as if he may cry but Yoongi paid no attention to that, “we should probably get you home,” he told me.
He brushed past his younger brother and lead me down the hallway with his arm securely wrapped around my shoulders.
Despite the terrible thing that happened to me, I felt surprisingly happy. It felt good to know that I had such a nice guy to turn to when I was in need.
Here ya go Anon! Sorry I took so long putting this up. I hope you liked it!
Feel free to send in requests for any member of BTS! Feedback is always welcome!
Based on Anon Prompt: “hiiii :) could you one
where the reader wants to have fun cause they are bored but Owen has to work
blah blah blah… and then the reader takes Owen bike for a joy ride to get his
attention and Owen chases after them while the reader humorously falls off the
You’ve sat patiently
for hours: in the truck listening to music, in the safety cage talking to the
girls, on the catwalk bothering al his coworkers. It’s been over two hours and
Owen still isn’t finished. “30 minutes” my ass! Hoskins walks away from him
angrily and you decide to approach Owen.
“Hey, can we get lunch
now? I’m seriously starving.” You try not to sound too annoyed but he just
shakes his head.
“I’m sorry babe, give
me like 5 more minutes, I need to call Claire.” You groan loudly but he doesn’t
even notice, pulling out his cell phone and punching in some numbers. Finally
you get frustrated and walk over towards Barry.
“God, I’m so bored.”
You whine to him and he just laughs.
“You shouldn’t have
offered to pick him up. He brought the bike today; you should have just gone
without him.” You get a mischievous look in your eye as you turn towards the
motorcycle and turn back to smirk at Barry.
“Hey, how mad would he
be if I took his bike for a joyride?” You ask but his eyes go wide.
“Oh, no no no. Not a
chance girl. You don’t even know how to drive it.” He stands up and looms over
you trying to look intimidating but you know him too well.
“C’mon Barry, it will
be fun.” You get an innocent and carefree smile on your face and you see him
begin to consider it, but he shakes his head again.
“Y/n, you could get
hurt!” He says exasperated, “Please don’t do this.”
You stick your tongue
out at him but concede crossing your arms. “Fine.”
You stomp back to your
truck in childish anger and sit on the tailgate. Once he sees you there, Barry
turns back to the cage, reassured. However, after a few minutes of swinging
your legs bored, and glaring both at Barry and Owen’s backs, you think, to hell with it.
You jump off the
tailgate and slip off over towards Owen’s bike, throwing your leg over the side
to pull it up into a standing position, kicking back the kickstand with your
heel. The key is already in and, although you’ve never started it yourself,
Owen once showed you how he does it.
You take a breath,
adrenaline already in your veins, as you turn the key to the right, hold the
clutch and switch on the engine. When it roars up, you look around. No one has
really noticed it yet, save for a few interns on the catwalk. You look forward
and twist the throttle, jerking yourself forward. You take off, a little uneven
at first, but you’re moving straight and that’s what’s important.
About that time, you
look up to someone yelling and hear Barry calling your name as he runs towards
you. When you look to the side, you move your hands too, turning the bike
sharply, swerving it out of control. You have the sense to hit the kill switch,
but that does nothing to readjust the balance and as you hear Owen shouting
your name, you tip the bike over onto yourself, pinning down your leg.
Owen drops to the
ground next to you as Barry pulls the bike off of you and he asks if you’re okay,
but you can’t help the laughter that bursts from your lips. Owen smiles a
little at your laughter seemingly relieved that you’re okay, but he’s not
“You could have killed
yourself, Y/n.” He says, frowning now. “What were you thinking?”
Your laughing finally
calms down and you smile, “Well, I was bored and you were busy. I thought it
would be fun.” Your huge goofy smile makes him shake his head.
“Well, now you know
that it isn’t.” He says, but you look at him with mock insult on your face.
“Are you kidding?” you
practically shout. “That was awesome! You have to teach me how to really ride
it, Owen. I gotta do that again!” he begins to laugh at this along with Barry.
“I tried to stop her.”
He says between laughs.
“Yeah, like anyone
could ever stop her from doing something she wants,” he says, looking down at
you. He places a kiss on your forehead and helps you off the floor.
“That’s right. And no one’s going to stop me from going to
grab lunch.” You poke him on the chest. “Including you Mister.” He nods at you
and grabs your hand.
“Yeah, I know. I’m
done here.” He nods to Barry as he pulls you towards the truck, opening the door
for you. After you get in, he looks at
“Don’t ever do
anything like that again, okay?” He puts his hand on your cheek and looks sad.
“I don’t want you getting hurt.”
You know he’s just
worried about you so you smile and nod, promising to be more careful from now
on. You lean forward and kiss his nose. “Let’s get going Mr. Alpha, my stomach
is begging for food.”
He laughs as he starts
the car and reaches for your hand, smiling. He looks down at you and your heart
stutters. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
hii :> im not here often but i wanna check in are you okay? are you hydrated? did something fun happen?
i meant to respond to this earlier im so sorry!!!!
im doing very well! i…. may not have been drinking a lot of water today lmfao i think ive only had two drinks today which probably isnt great but im not dying so im fine!!! i might get a drink in a bit!!!
nothing particuarly ‘fun’ has happened tbh. i had like an hour long extremely gay exchange with my lovely boyfriend of us trying to one up each other as we said we loved each other so that was great. my cousin also told me about her first horse show (still wish i could have been there!!! it sounded like it was wonderful!!!) and got good ratings there so that was good to hear! ive just been watching movies with my older sister all day really
i watched anastasia (one of my favorites) and i saw coraline for the first time (a new favorite of mine tbh that was such a good movie i loved wybie) and then we watched a weird movie that i never want to see again and were watching el dorado now which is a movie of my childhood so!!! my day has been quite lovely actually thank you for asking!!!
i hope you have stayed hydrated, are doing ok, and have done something fun today!!!
The result of a 10-hour iOS-themed hackathon at Facebook’s Tel Aviv office, Doom has been transferred to Apple’s two newest gubbins. You should check the video description for the gory details, but here’s a snippet:
So we had a 10-hour hackathon in our Facebook Tel-Aviv office, and the idea was to hack around iOS stuff. Apple has released beta versions for watchOS 2 that lets you run native apps on the watch and we thought it could be fun to port Doom over to it! (not to mention the fact that JOHN CARMACK is a colleague OMG!!)
Having only a few hours, we figured we’d better start with the simplest version of Doom we could find. A quick search and we found nDoom which seemed very interesting. This thing runs on a graphing calculators, it should run on a watch…. mmm… right??
Back in high school when I had hamsters, my aunts jerk of a cat would knock their cages down early in the morning right before I had to head to class. Every time I’d come home after school, my rodent friend would be sitting in the trap bowl munching away on some snacks instead of wires or other bad stuff. Even after having one hammy lost for two weeks, he fell for this trick in just a few hours.
I DIDN’T Come up with this trick, I read about it somewhere and figured I’d share it with some doodles! Hamsters are fun to doodle hahaa
A mouse has been running around in my art studio today, so I tried this little trick on it, and it almost worked. But those things can jump!
Part 2 of my practice writing kisses! I absolutely, completely LOVE writing about these two when they’re angry at each other and this was ridiculously fun. T rating on this one? IDK how rating systems work lol.
days Merida is required to conduct full court sessions are trying, to say the least.
That is when she ends up channeling every single anger management technique her
mother has taught her into the span of two hours. Her temper is normally fine
for the first while, but eventually she can feel the ends of her patience begin
fraying, slowly but surely. And that’s on a good day.