can this movie come out now

GAME GRUMPS SENTENCE STARTERS. 

  • ❝ God, what if we just fucked one day? ❞
  • ❝ Don’t sass me in front of the internet. ❞
  • ❝ Follow your stupid fucking dreams. ❞
  • ❝ Come at me scrub lord, I’m ripped. ❞
  • ❝ I just wanna have sex with space. ❞
  • ❝ Get in the tub with me, daddy. ❞
  • ❝ Will you just relax and let me kill for money? ❞
  • ❝ That sounds like your problem. Fuck you. ❞
  • ❝ Stay in school. Don’t do drugs. Eat your teeth. ❞ 
  • ❝ Make like a tree and fucking die. ❞
  • ❝ Dude just…just pity laugh at least. ❞
  • ❝ Man, Club Penguin’s gotten weird. ❞
  • ❝ We are like the Stephen Kings of stupid. ❞
  • ❝ Why do you enjoy watching me suffer so? ❞
  • ❝ Do I have to jerk you off to blow your mind? ❞
  • ❝ I haven’t had so much fun since I killed my parents. ❞
  • ❝ Unfortunately I had sex with a guy/girl over the weekend. ❞
  • ❝ What’s a vegetarian zombie say? GRAAAAAAAINS.
  • ❝ Revenge is a best dish served fuck you. ❞
  • ❝ Who wears pants anymore? So 2015. ❞
  • ❝ I need an ice cream sandwich and a gentle blowjob. ❞
  • ❝ Don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya. ❞
  • ❝ The bananas has gone bad! ❞
  • ❝ I cared for those bananas! I raised them with my own two feet! ❞
  • ❝ Did you know I’m a professional joke? My life is a joke. ❞
  • ❝ What if everyone just had constant helicopter dick? ❞
  • ❝ [ name ], does getting me wet fill you with determination? ❞
  • ❝ I can’t prove that someone ISN’T a reptilian. ❞
  • ❝ Wouldn’t it be funny if, like, you lost a family member? ❞
  • ❝ These balls are coming at me fast and furious. It’s like that movie, ‘Speed’. ❞ 
  • ❝ Call me One Direction ‘cause my relevancy is dropping by the day. ❞ 
  • ❝ One time I killed a person and I didn’t report it to the police. ❞
  • ❝ I wanna take a girl to the Grand Canyon, fuck her, and throw her in. ❞ 
  • ❝ Nothing like a gunshot wound to the face to really mellow someone out. ❞ 
  • ❝ If I can’t be the best, I sure as hell can be the worst! ❞ 
  • ❝ [ name ], I’m on a date with a guy/girl right now and you’re embarrassing me. ❞
  • ❝ I’ve made a decision. I’m gonna in the kitchen, gonna open the dishwasher, and I’m gonna climb inside. ❞
  • ❝ I do apologize for my actions, even though they were totally and completely justified. ❞
  • ❝ I could pee on this couch, right now, no problem, while looking you directly in the eyes.❞ 
  • ❝ Look, you tell a couple jokes as a dad and suddenly everyone’s like ‘you’re making dad jokes.’ ❞
  • ❝ All of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are blue, except for three of them. And there are four. ❞ 
  • ❝ And Abraham said unto Moses, ‘Bro, dude, aliens.’ ❞
  • ❝ I’m gonna throw you out the window. We don’t even have any windows in this room…I’m gonna carve out a window and throw you through it. ❞ 
  • ❝ DO IT YOU SACK OF SHIT! – Sorry. That didn’t come out as encouraging as I meant it to. ❞
  • ❝ [ name ], if there’s one thing I can be totally honest about, it’s that I would happily lie to your face.❞
  • ❝ If I took pole-dancing, I would be worried that it would be too erotic for everybody else. ❞
  • ❝ Next time we make love, [ name ], would you please refer to me as your sweet cakey treasure? ❞   
  • ❝ I try to show at least one other human-being my butt hole every single day. ❞
  • ❝ The only people who don’t like sluts are the people who don’t get any. ❞ 
  • ❝ Have you ever though of a career in driving people fucking insane? Because you are already a PRO at it. ❞ 
  • ❝ I am actively looking for ways to get you to shut the fuck up. ❞
  • ❝ First of all, you have to stop calling it ‘Mary Jane.’ That’s the first rule of stonerdom. People will think you’re a fucking narc. ❞
  • ❝ First of all, no one says ‘pot-eyes’, you fuckin’ narc. ❞
  • ❝ If by OK you mean like on the inside I’m just going ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!’ then yes, I’m quite OK ❞
  • ❝ When you walk outside there are three elements of nature that you must avoid: snow, wind, and bees. ❞ 
  • ❝ Could you imagine if you unlocked outfits in real life? Like, “Congratulations you wiped your ass, here’s a new shirt.” ❞
‘’Why is she wearing my hoodie?’’

A/N: Here is just another fluff bomb for you all, hope you it! Please let me know what you think. Please note that english is not my first language so there might be grammar mistakes

Pairings: Bucky X Reader

Prompt: Bucky tries to figure out the reason behind his missing hoodie one day, relishing in the idea that might be a win-win situation for both of you.. but what might that lead to? 

Warnings: Fluff overload

Word count: 3745

Originally posted by snowfox934

It all started out innocently enough, on a monday evening after a return home from a particularly difficult mission. Your feet brushed against the cold kitchen tiles, a shiver trailing through your body as you made your way to the fridge for a late night snack. You grabbed a plate of brownies, showing the fridge close with your elbow before making your way to the television room.

You were surprised to find it empty, smiling to yourself as you relished in the idea of being able to pick a movie for once as you planted yourself on the couch. You placed the plate on the sofa table, bringing a brownie to your mouth as you browsed through the selection available on Netflix until you found something of your liking. Another shiver trailed down your spine, your body being tired and drained of energy from the mission and you reached over to the blanket at and brought it over your legs. Your eyes landed on a grey hoodie, figuring it was Steve’s you contently threw it over your shoulders and enjoyed the warmth and smell of the large garment that covered your figure.

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kubo-sensei confirmed that yuuri bought both rings which honestly makes sense but it also means that sometime between the ring-buying and the ring exchange yuuri not only brought victor to the steps of a cathedral but also handed him one ring and then took victor’s hand to put the other one on him like

i mean victor must have just been experiencing one big long internal scream for that entire half hour as he realized what yuuri was doing (yuuri knew. exactly. what he was doing) but there’s also a possibility that they… talked? about what was about to happen? 

and i actually…. i honestly think they may have breached the topic before spain. nervously, tentatively, shrouded in uncertainties (”do you think we’ll still be together years from now?” “i hope so. i’d like that” or even jokes, like, watching a movie “haha imagine if that were our wedding”), but enough that when yuuri turns to victor and both holds out one ring and asks for his hand so that he can put the other on while this may have come about sooner than they even expected, they know. it’s not out of the blue.

Taken for Granted (pt 3)

As Namjoon closed the door behind him, he stood by the entrance, snickering to himself. “Her? Liking me? Wahh” he said silently to himself. He wasn’t sure what it was he was feeling now, but he couldn’t stop smiling. “As if I’d like her?” he said again to himself.

“Hyung what are you doing by yourself there?” Jungkook asked curiously.

“Huh? Oh nothing” Namjoon said, flustered.


(One week later)

“Hey guys, Y/N isn’t coming today! Looks like it’s just us tonight” Jin said, filling his voice through the dorm.

“Awh, whyyy” Taehyung asked, coming out of the living room.

“She said she’s sick” Jin said with a frown.

“Let’s go there then! We can bring her food” Taehyung said, excitedly.

“Yah, if she’s sick she should just rest. She can’t be taking care of you guys too” Jin scolded.

Taehyung walked back to the living room with his head held down. He was looking forward to watching the movie you two had discussed a few weeks ago, but it looks like it would have to wait another week. 

Namjoon meanwhile, listened to everything silently from the dining table. “That’s weird, she never falls sick…” he said to himself. 

“What’s that? Couldn’t hear you” Hoseok said, sitting across from him,

“oh, no it’s nothing” Namjoon said.

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Scream It Louder

Originally posted by jeonfhan

Character(s): Reader X Wonho, BestFriend!hyungwon

Genre: smut, slight sexual tension

Warning(s): jealous smut, slow build, praise!kink, rough sex

Length: 8.5 k words

A/N: For the anon that requested a wonho smut similar to the kihyun one. im sorry this ain’t really my best work, but yoooo Wonho got me feelin some type of way


You scrunch up your nose as you stand behind Hoseok, fingers digging into the hem of his shirt as he drizzles cheese onto the nachos.

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” You ask, eyeing the mess of salsa, ground beef, tortilla chips, and cheese on the baking sheet.

He groans, tipping his head back, “Of course I know what I’m doing. God, do I look like I’m 12?”

“Nah,” you respond, grinning cheekily, “More like 15. That awkward mid-puberty boy type of look.”

He swats his hand at your grip on his shirt, pointing the wooden spoon in his hand at the sofa.

“Go and sit and be quiet if you want any food,” he says, turning his attention back to the nachos.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you write something about soulmates. Like Betty having an abusive boyfriend and all the bruises and cuts show up on Jughead. And there is soulmates in the world so it's not unusual, but Jughead keeps getting injuries from Betty and starts writing on his arm to her and she rights back to him and can you continue this please thank you.

I lovveee these soulmate aus!
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“Dude what the hell is that?”

Jughead looked up, confused by the sharp and disgruntled tone of his red headed best friend.

“What’s what?” He raised a confused brow, his eyes scanning his surroundings, searching for something off.

Archie reached for him, pulling Jugheads tanned arm up and into the air, shoving his wrist into his face

“This! Dude if your dad is beating on you again, you can tell me. You know you’re always welcome back at my place, my dad…”

Archie’s voice faded away as Jughead stared at the dark purple and blue bruises littering his arm, fingerprints left nasty circle shapes and some were faded and yellow, they’d clearly been there for a long time. How was that possible? There was no way he wouldn’t have noticed them and he couldn’t remember banging into someone , not to mention he was absolutely positive no one had left those marks on his body, it really wasn’t possible, unless..

“They’re not mine” he whispered, more to himself than anything, his eyes still glued to his arm.

“What are you talking about? Of course they’re yours, bruises don’t just show up, I mean it’s not like.. oh…” Archie trailed off finally understanding

It was Jugheads soulmate.

In life when you’re looking for the one you’re meant to be with, pieces of them become pieces of you. It happens suddenly but there’s no way to know when you’ll meet them. It had happened with Archie last year one day the football player came to school, his lips bright red and clearly made up, Jughead had nearly wet himself, he had laughed so hard as the boy desperately wiped at his mouth, smearing lipstick down his arm.

“It’s my soulmate! Clearly she likes wearing stupid ass lipstick”

Two days later he had met Veronica Lodge at the Riverdale mall, pearls on her neck and deep purple lipstick on her lips plus the addition of two thick black smudges under her eyes, eerily similar to the eye chalk Archie wore to football practice everyday.They had been inseparable ever since.

He watched in amazement as another bruise formed right before his eyes, a deep red welt, similar to the belt lashings he used to get when his father was an alcoholic. It didn’t hurt Jughead physically but the ache in his chest at his “soulmate” having to go through this, made him feel positively violent. Picking his bag up and walking out Archie’s front door, he gripped the bruises on his arm, willing them to stop, wishing he could make them stop for her, she didn’t deserve this, no one did. It was dark by the time he got to the trailer park, his mood volatile and nasty, his father was working on some bike in the front yard and he waved at his son. Jughead stormed past the older man and locked himself in his room, ripping the jeans from his body he stood in the mirror observing his body, sure enough he was covered in the painless bruises.

His eyes filled with tears and he was surprised when he couldn’t hold them back, he hadn’t cried since he was eight years old and his mother left. The door to his bedroom opened slowly and his father stepped in, eyes going wide at his sons bruised body before understanding took over, F.P jones sat on the edge of the bed and held his son as he cried helplessly.

“There’s nothing I can do.” He sniffled
“I can’t help her, I don’t even know her but I can feel her dad” he looked at the bruises once again, his fists clenching “I want to kill whoever did this.” He whispered.

F.P nodded
“I know you do, but right now you can only do so much. So do what you do best.” He rose from the bed, walking over to Jughead desk and handing him a pen

“Write”

With that he shot his son a knowing smile and slowly closed the door.

Jughead lifted the pen too his arm and took a deep breath.
***

Betty threw herself on her bed, her body aching from the beating she had just taken. She had tried to break up with Chuck again, she had tried so many times but each time it had ended exactly the same, Betty laying bloody on the floor begging for the angry boys forgiveness.

She rested her face on the soft silk pillowcase and bit her tongue, she had learned not to cry out, never let anyone see the bruises, be quiet Betty Cooper. Be perfect.

She couldn’t do it anymore, she was tired, so damn tired of being perfect. She wanted to go away, to sleep, sleep forever.

She reached into her nightstand and pulled out the tube of concealer, lifting the soft white sweater , fully prepared to cover up the bruises she knew would be visible in cheerleading practice tommorow, what she didn’t expect to see was the messy scrawl scribbled across her bruises

“You’re so much stronger than they are. You’re stronger than all of that white noise. You’re going to be okay, don’t let go. JJ”

Tears pricked her eyes. Her soulmate. She had one. she had gone so long believing she would never have one, destined to be passed around with the other mate less teenagers. She gripped her arm to her chest and let her tears fall freely, he was there and he could feel her, feel her pain. She wasn’t alone anymore.

Grabbing the purple gel pen off of her desk, she began writing back.

***

Jughead stared tirelessly at his arm, he didn’t even know if she was getting his messages, this could all be pointless, suddenly though, his arms were filled with distinctly feminine cursive in sparkly ink.

“Thank you JJ, it’s nice to meet my soulmate . Im sorry it had to be under such horrible circumstances. I’m Betty Cooper”

Betty Cooper? He knew that name, had heard Archie mention it a few times, but from where? He didn’t have time to think about that, ripping up his sleeve even higher he began writing again.

“It’s good to meet you in any way, although I do wish it wasn’t like this as well. Are you okay?”

He smiled when the reply was almost instant

“I’m okay, much better now that I know you’re here.”

They spent all night writing back and forth, Jugheads heart felt lighter that morning at school, and it was a fairly noticeable difference.
Archie of course made a huge deal out of it and Jughead found himself rolling his eyes at lunch when the football player went on about how awesome double dates would be from now on.

“Speaking of going out, i promised Ronnie, I’d meet her at central point park for that concert tonight, shes bringing her friend who’s going through a shitty breakup, i figured you could come along be like a fourth wheel. I promise you can write to your soulmate alllll night if you want.” Archie teased.

Jughead rolled his eyes, reluctantly agreeing.

***

Betty was sore that morning but she couldn’t keep the smile off of her face, her soulmate was amazing, he loved writing and reading and they shared similar tastes in movies and he made her laugh like no one else.

“So you’ll come?” Veronica asked, snapping Betty out of her thoughts and pulling her gaze away from the faded words on her arms

“Hmm? Yeah sure, of course.” She answered,dazed.

“Alright love bird, we’re gonna enjoy ourselves tonight at the concert. Maybe you can find some lyrics to write to lover boy” Veronica smiled lovingly at her best friend, excited to see the blonde looking genuinely happy for the first time in ages.

“Maybe” Betty grinned.

***
That night came by fast and Betty took one last look at the words she had just written JJ

“Gotta go Romeo, talk to you later?”

She smiled when the familiar handwriting appeared

“You got it Juliet.”

Betty and Veronica stepped from the car, Betty’s hand tucked in Veronica’s as they navigated the grassy area

“Ronnie! We don’t have to run, I’m sure we wont miss him, that bright red hair is kind of hard not to spot.” She giggled.

Veronica waved her eyebrows suggestively
“I happen to like redheads.”

Betty laughed
“I know, I was there when you started dating Chery Blossom last year.” Betty rolled her eyes

“I don’t discriminate. Love is love and all that” she grinned.

“Speaking of love.”

Both the girls whipped around at the familiar voice and Veronica instantly ran into her boyfriends arms

“Archiekins!”

Archie laughed squeezing his girlfriend,

“Jughead this is Veronica’s best friend, Betty Cooper meet Jughead Jones.”

Jughead nearly dropped the novel he had gripped in his hands as he looked at the beautiful blonde with the bright green eyes and matching blue bruise on her chin, she was even more beautiful than he could have imagined, the very definition of a masterpiece.

“JJ” she whispered, her eyes scanning his and landing on his arms. She was smiling nervously, her fingers fidgeting as she slowly stood in place.

Jughead couldn’t keep the grin off of his face
“ hey there Juliet” he whispered, pulling his sleeves up as she gently rested her fingers on his inkstained arms.

She let out a breathy giggle and before he knew it she was falling into his arms, his own strong arms coming to wrap around her body, covering her and protecting her, now that he found her he was never letting her go.

She looked into his eyes and let the tears fall from hers

“I’ve been waiting for you Jughead Jones.”

He laughed, dropping a kiss to her lips
“You have no idea Betty Cooper”

Romanian Fun

Request: Hiii, are u taking request? If you are not feel free to just ignore this ☺️ could you do a Sebastian x Reader where they are in an interview about civil war or infinity war idk and he says something to her in Romanian (dirty or not) and he is surprised when she answers and Romanian because he didn’t know she could speak it

Pairing: Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: fun n stuff, language, hints @ smut

A/N: I get a little uncomfortable when writing for a celebrity. Like I’m fine writing for the celebrities characters that they have played in movies but when it comes to them specifically, I dunno. I don’t really know how to explain it.

p.s. all the Romanian spoken in this is from google so don’t come at me.

p.p.s. the ending insinuates smut so if any of want, you can write it and I’ll be happy to reblog :)

“Now let’s welcome our special guests, the cast of Captain America: Civil War!” you hear Jimmy Fallon’s voice and a crew member gives you a signal to start walking out. “Ladies and gentlemen, say hello to Chris Evans, Robert Downey Jr, Scarlett Johansson, Anthony Mackie, Jeremy Renner, Elizabeth Olsen, Sebastian Stan and Y/N Y/L/N!”

You all walk over to the couches and you end up sitting between Sebastian and Elizabeth. Once you all are situated, Jimmy starts.

“It’s such an honor to have you all here tonight.” He smiles.

“I was debating whether or not to come.” Robert says. “I was gonna blow thing whole thing off for pizza but Chris wouldn’t let me.”

The audience erupts in laughter and Chris shakes his head.

“Chris is one of those ‘keep-to-the-schedule’ type of guy. He keeps us on track.” Jeremy adds.

Chris chuckles. “I’m a proud, organized, team leader!”

“Woah, woah, woah, who said you were the team leader?” Anthony questions and you playfully scoff.

“Anthony, we probably wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for Chris.”

The audience laughs again.

“You make a valid point, Y/N.” Anthony points to you while nodding his head.

The laughter dies down and Jimmy smooths out the front of his suit before leaning against the desk he was sat at.

“Alright, so, tell me about the filming…”

The interview goes on, everyone making jokes and laughing every now and then until the spotlight hits Sebastian.

“So, Sebastian, it’s no secret that you speak Romanian, correct?” Jimmy folds his hands on the desk as he waits for Sebastian to respond.

“Correct.” The brunette nods.

“Would you mind speaking some for us?”

“Right now? Oh, I don’t know I kind of-”

“Aw c’mon!” Jimmy then turns to the audience. “Do you want Sebastian to speak Romanian?”

The crowd goes wild with cheers and whistles and screams – even your friends are cheering him on. Sebastian lets out a laugh and tucks his hair behind his ear before nodding.

“Alright, alright, I’ll do it.” the crowd cheers again and Sebastian looks over at Jimmy. “What do you want me to say?”

“Anything. Say anything you wa- actually, I’ve just thought of something better.” He says. “Choose someone, anyone, and tell them what you’re thinking about this very moment.”

Sebastian smiles. “Alright, should be easy…” he pretends to think about who he was going to choose before shifting in his seat so that he was facing you.

“Oh boy, here they go.” Robert teases.

Now, there’s no doubt that something was going on between the two of you. Nothing major though, just flirting here and there. Your costars could sense the tension between the two of you whenever you were in a room with each other. You liked Sebastian and Sebastian liked you but nothing had come from that. Yet.

“Mă gândesc să scot rochia de pe tine chiar acum.” (I’m thinking about ripping that dress off you right now).

You breathe in sharply, the tone of his voice sending shivers down your spine.

“Ți-ar plăcea asta, nu-i așa?” (you’d like that, wouldn’t you?). He continues.

Sebastian scoots closer and drapes an arm around you innocently.

“Nu știi cât de prost vreau să te duc acum.” (you don’t know how badly I want to fuck you right now).

You gulp and look up at Sebastian who was smirking at you.

Glancing around you see everyone with their eyes on the two of you, waiting for a reaction from you. You clear your throat and smile at the brunette beside you. “Vom avea o mulțime de timp pentru asta după acest interviu.” (we’ll have plenty of time for that after this interview).

Sebastian’s eyes widen and his mouth falls open at your response all while everyone else goes crazy, cheering and clapping.

“It looks like you’re not the only one who can speak Romanian, Seb.” Scarlett smirked.

“He’s speechless, look at him!” Elizabeth points out and your friends burst into laughter.

Anthony waves a hand at Sebastian while trying to contain his laughter. “Close your mouth seabass, you don’t wanna catch flies.”

Sebastian snaps out of it and regains his composure.

“What did you say?” Jimmy asked, still trying to control his laughter.

Sebastian licks his lips, cheeks tinted pink as he steals a glance at you. “I asked her how her pussy was doing.”

Everyone fell back into laughter and Sebastian ran his fingers through his hair with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

“Sebastian!” Jimmy exclaimed while laughing. “This is a PG-13 show!”

“Wha- oh come on! I was talking about her cat, you perv! Get your mind out of the gutter!” the brunette joked.

Once the laughter died down, Jimmy moves onto the next topic. While he talked to Robert and Chris about their characters rivalry, Sebastian leans in towards you.

“You and me, after this interview, right?” he whispered.

You giggle. “You gotta take me out to dinner first, Stan.”

Sebastian bites his lip, ghosting over your ear. “You’ve got yourself a deal, baby.”


A/N: I just really love Jimmy Fallon o k a y

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Friends Don’t Do That (Hyungwon x Reader)

Admin: Candi
Request:
“hey can i request a hyungwon smut pls? in which he’s like needy and whiny – anon”
Fandom: Monsta X
Member/reader: Hyungwon X Reader
Genre/warning(s):  fluffy smut?
Words: 2.6k
Authors note: He is one of my bias from Monsta X so like I’m in love with him? Hope you enjoy this fic

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Oblivious || Part 3

being oblivious had its perks… but not so much this time. 

(part one) 

(part two) 

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Clickclickclickclickclickclick- Your eyes shot open as the obnoxious clicking grew louder, your vision still slightly blurry with sleep. Immediately, you were greeted with what seemed like a million cameras in your face, along with not-so quiet questions being thrown at you from all directions. And to top it all off? It was raining. 

“Y/N! Y/N, what are you doing out here on the street?” 

“Y/N, can you confirm Harry and Camille’s relationship?” 

“Tell us about Harry’s upcoming tour!” 

“Wha- what-” You wiped away the dry drool from the corner of your mouth before quickly scrambling up to your feet when you realized where you were. Where you still were. Outside the club, leaning against a lamp post. What time was it? Did you seriously fall asleep against a lamp post? Where was Harry? Where was Camille? Did he ever get his damn jacket?? 

“Did Harry leave you out here? We saw you going into the club with him last night.”

“What are your thoughts on Harry’s new girl?”  

“N-No comment, no comment.” You shook your head, patting down your pockets to make sure you still had all your things with you. It was a miracle you hadn’t gotten robbed in the middle of the night, especially in downtown LA. You were a little lightheaded from the unpleasant awakening, and your thoughts were all muddled up in your head so you had no idea what to do. Not to mention, the fact that you were being crowded by at least 40 paps didn’t exactly help. You winced when droplets of rain began pebbling down on you, making you raise your hand up over your head. 

“S’cuse me, I have to get home.” You tried to squeeze your way through the crowd, but it seemed like every time you took a step, you were pushed back three steps. It wasn’t usually this bad when you were out with Harry, but maybe that was because he had four bodyguards with him all the time. And in this case, you were completely on your own. You just wanted to go home and take a hot shower… 

“Y/N, can you answer a couple questions?” 

“Why didn’t you go home with Harry last night?” 

“Y/N, Y/N! Over here, sweetheart! Can I get a smile?” At this point, you were starting to get overwhelmed, not only by the millions of questions but also because you were very much claustrophobic. Usually, you’d have Harry keeping you behind him while pulling you through, and that always kept you calm. Not so much this time. 

“Please- c’mon man, let me through!” You pleaded, elbowing your way through the crowd as aggressively as you could. You breathed a sigh of relief when you spotted a taxi coming down the road. As soon as you weaseled your way out of the crowd, you raised an arm to hail the cab. 

“Y/N, how many Victoria Secret models has Harry dated so far?” You nearly stumbled onto the ground as you beelined straight for the cab, trying your best to drown the questions out.

“Thoughts on the One Direction hiatus? It’s been 18 months and they’re not back together!” 

“Y/N, how do you feel knowing that Harry’ll never love you the way you love him?” 

“Wait- What did you- Pardon me?” You whipped around, your eyebrows knitting together as you tried to locate the source of the question. Maybe you had just imagined that. There were a dozen questions being asked at once, after all. 

“Lady, are you getting in or what?” You looked over the crowd one last time before quickly slipping into the taxi, wiping the stray droplets of rain off your forehead. Definitely an eventful start to the morning. 

-

As much as you wanted to go home and slip into bed (your back was killing you), a part of you knew you needed to go and see if Harry was alright. You wondered if he had taken his Advil yet, but then again, he probably wasn’t even up yet. You couldn’t exactly blame him for leaving you last night… After all, he was really drunk and could barely walk. 

You shivered as the elevator door opened to his flat entrance, the rainwater having completely soaked through your clothes. You had even made a stop to his favourite green-smoothie place since you knew he liked a boost of energy in the morning. 

“Fuckin’ freezing.” You muttered to yourself, reaching up and pressing the doorbell. It rang a couple times before you heard footsteps, making you perk up a little. If that was Harry, he most definitely sounded energetic! You’d have to thank Camille later on for helping him get hom-

“Can I help you?” That didn’t sound like Harry. You looked up, eyes widening at the sight of Camille standing in front of you in all her glory. She was dressed in nothing but Harry’s shirt from last night, a friendly smile on her face. “Oh! You’re, uh, shoot, I’m so bad with names…”

“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” You trailed off, feeling a little more than defeated. She spent the night with Harry? He had just up and left you outside a damn club, and just to sprinkle some more salt in the wound, he spent the night with bloody ~Victoria Secret model~ Camille Rowe. “Is Harry alright?” 

“He’s fine! I just made breakfast for us - would you like to join us? I made chocolate chip pancakes, and I picked up some cantaloupe. Harry told me they were his favourite.” Yeah, because you made chocolate chip pancakes for him whenever he was recovering from a hangover. “Also, do you need a towel or something? You’re kinda…” She glanced down, gesturing to the puddle you had created. 

“Oh! No, no. I’m good, thanks. I just wanted to swing by and see if he was alright. I wasn’t expecting- um, I didn’t think he’d have guests over.” You smiled uneasily, ducking down a little when you caught a glimpse of Harry plopping himself down on the couch. “Can you at least remind him to take two Advil? And this is for him.” You handed her the green smoothie, keeping your fakest smile plastered on your face. 

“Right, yeah. Should I tell him you’re-”

No!” Camille’s eyes widened at your loud response. You cleared your throat and shook your head gently. The last thing you needed right now was for Harry to see you, a dripping mess, standing at his front door looking like you had just come out of a horror movie. And you didn’t exactly want to see him either… You were still humiliated over him now knowing about your feelings for him. 

“I just wanted to drop the smoothie off for him. I’ll be on my way now. Thanks again, for…” Dragging Harry away last night? Sleeping with him? Replacing me even though I’m not technically his girlfriend and he definitely doesn’t like me like that but I do girlfriend-y things and it really sucks that he’s doesn’t like me because I’m pretty sure I’m in love with him but here comes a Victoria’s Secret model and she’s so much prettier and fitter and funnier and probably smarter than me and that’s why I’ll never be Harry’s type and God I think my heart is breaking- “Getting him home safely. By the way, he likes it when you cut his fruit into cubes.” 

-

You had definitely never been this down in the dumps before. You kind of just wanted to curl up into a ball and drown in your own tears. Out of all the things to happen, why did you have to fall in love with Harry?! And why did you think you had a chance in the first place? You were just stupid, that’s what you were. Stupid, and lonely, and pathetic, but so, so in love with Harry Styles. And-

Ding-dong.

“Y/N, are you in there?” 

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Freshman Year In Queens Would Include...

- Moving to Queens and transferring to Midtown High School of Science and Technology.

~ Or as you put it: “The nerd school where I will literally be a loser amidst losers.”

- Meeting Peter Parker and Ned Leeds in seventh period math class. You arrived late and had to sit in the back between their desks. They don’t pay you much attention until Evelyn O’ Connor sticks gum in your hair while the teacher is out of the classroom. 

- Your previous shy and quiet demeanor changes to boss ass bitch attitude in a matter of seconds. Instead of exploding you calmly picked the gum from your hair and and used it to stick a “kick me” sign on Evelyn’s back.

~ SHE DOESN’T NOTICE?

- The entire rest of the period is you making rude hand gestures and faces at Evelyn’s back while Peter and Ned try not to laugh. Ned loses it when you manage to draw a dick on the back of Evelyn’s expensive white blouse without her knowing.

~ The teacher asks why you guys are laughing and you have a mini heart attack, terrified that they will tell on you.

~ Peter says he told a funny joke and the teacher believes him. You almost hug him right then and there.

- Ned invited you to sit with them at lunch.

- Meeting Flash Thompson for the first time when he tips over Ned’s food tray because “He doesn’t need to eat anymore or he’ll get even fatter.”

~ Yelling at Flash until he gives Ned enough money to buy more lunch plus ten bucks as a fee for being an asshole. 

~ “DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN YOU POOR EXCUSE FOR A MAN! NOW PAY FOR HIS DAMN LUNCH AND SUFFER WHILE I TEACH YOU HOW TO MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS BECAUSE NED IS PERFECT THE WAY HE IS AND YOU CAN JUST SHUT UP!”

- You are now den mother and certified protector of Ned Leeds and Peter Parker.

- Denying that Peter is cute but secretly hoping that he would like you back until you find out he likes Liz Allan. After that you focus on getting him to ask Liz out because compared to her you look like the inside of someone’s asshole. (Which is sad bit come on-everyone looks like trash compared to Liz Allan. (And did you get the Deadpool reference?))

~”PETER PARKER JUST ASK HER OUT ALREADY!”

~”ARE YOU INSANE?! Oh you are, aren’t you?”

- Friday Movie Nights at Peter’s apartment are born and they are EPIC. Peter always wants to watch Star Wars and You want Star Trek. (It usually ends in a pillow fight.) Ned asks for Disney movies and gets a pillow chucked at his head.

- You sign up for debate club and Model United Nations where you meet Michelle Jones, who quickly becomes your friend. Together you slay the competition at meetings.

- Peter joins photography (cuz I wanted some of Andrew Garfield’s Peter Parker in the mix.) and the mathletes with Ned.

- Actually getting top marks and sometimes outsmarting Peter, which he is not happy about. You are one of the smartest people in your grade, no doubt.

- Calling Michelle nicknames like “Mickey” and “Mick” even though it drives her crazy. 

- Discovering Peter has social anxiety like you and offering to have lunch in the storage closet if the cafeteria is too hectic. 

- Having a code word for when one of you has a panic attack or is feeling stressed. 

~ Having a code word for EVERYTHING ranging from “I’m bored let’s skip class” to “Oh my god Liz Allan is walking this way act cool.”

- Becoming VERY protective of the gang. A senior once tried to trick Peter on Senior Prank Day and you stared him down until the poor guy ran away. 

- Finding out Peter’s parents died and he lives with his Aunt May and Uncle Ben. 

~ Growing to love May like a mother and always hanging out at the Parker residence. 

- Freshman year ends with a bang. (No seriously like a fifth of the kids “do the do” on the last day IN SCHOOL and it’s kinda gross.)

- Uncle Ben dies and you stay at Peter’s apartment for a week to keep him company, not knowing he blames himself for Uncle Ben’s death. Peter never told you how Uncle Ben died but you refrained from asking. 

- Spiderman makes headlines as the new crime fighting vigilante and captures your interest. 

- You were walking home from an internship a Stark Industries™ and saw your favorite bookstore being robbed. For some stupid reason you decided to delay the robbers until the cops could arrive. 

~ “HEY UGLY! Considering the fact that you’re a criminal, I don’t think you’d be too smart-so why are ya looting a book store?”

~ Realizing the guy has two other friends and the only thing that goes through your mind is “oh shit.”

- A bigger guy holds the knife to your throat and keeps you hostage until Spiderman swings through the window to help. 

~ Him taking down all the bad guys except the one who is holding you at knife point. 

~ “Don’t come any closer or I’ll kill her faster than you can say Spiderman. Now let go of my buddies, leave the cash on the ground and I’ll give her ba-”

~ You kick the robber in the crotch and knock him to the ground, grabbing his knife and pointing it at him. 

~ “You know you should really keep the monologue short if ya want to get away. Just saying.”

- Spiderman being in awe at what you did.

~ “How did you-He just-You took down a guy with a knife!” 

- Rushing home to find Peter pacing around, waiting for you.

~ “You tried to stop a robbery?”

“How did you-”

“It was-uh… on the news?”

- You dismissed the nervous tone to his voice. The two of you ended up pretending not to cuddle on the couch, even though Peter’s arm was around your waist and your head was on his shoulder.

- The rest of the summer went quickly, the only eventful thing being your promotion at Stark Industries™ from unpaid intern to lab assistant. 

A Real Villain

Request: Could you write a one-shot where Peter finds out your boyfriend is abusive but can’t say anything because he found out while Spider-Man?

A/N: So I haven’t been in an abusive relationship before so I hope I wrote this somewhat accurately? #I also never proofread so hit me up if you find any mistakes or anything.

Warnings: Abusive Relationship

Word Count: 1854

Part 2  //  Part 3  //  Part 4 

Masterlist

Once upon a time, you had a happy relationship with your boyfriend. He would kindly ask you on dates, bring you flowers when he knocked on your door, and kiss you goodnight when he dropped you off at home.

You loved him, you really did. You knew your friends didn’t like him, but he tried his best to be friendly around them. Eventually he just stopped hanging around you when you were with your friends.

Your boyfriend, Justin (Idk this name just popped into my head), would sometimes overreact to things. He didn’t really like it when he knew you had been with your friends and were late to meet him for a date. He also didn’t really like it when you spent time alone with Peter. He didn’t really let you. You didn’t like the idea of not spending time with Peter alone, but you were still able to see him in class and at lunch.  

Justin would sometimes hit you if he was really upset. He once found out you were alone with Peter in your bedroom, and he had hit you the next time you were alone. He apologized afterwards. Justin told you that he had overreacted and promised he would never do it again.

That’s what he always said though. You truly loved him, so you always forgave him. You believed he truly loved you, so you truly believed him when he said he would never hurt you again.

Sometimes, Peter would still show up at your house late at night. You would always spend the first few minutes trying to get him to leaving, knowing Justin would be displeased with Peter’s presence in your bedroom late at night, but Peter would refuse to leave, telling you he missed his best friend and that you should break up with Justin.

You would always tell Peter that you loved Justin and that you weren’t going to break up with him. Eventually, Peter would drop the topic, knowing it would just make you angry.

The only other times you really saw Peter was at lunch. He sat across from you and Michelle. Lunch was your favourite time of day. It was really the only time you got to see all your friends.

One day, you had a late night movie date planned with Justin, Peter had come over after school to help you finish your lab report, but after the two of you had finished your work Peter ended up sticking around.

You and Peter were goofing around in your bedroom when suddenly your mom shouted up to you “Justin’s here!”

You froze.

“Peter you have to leave. Now,” you ordered.

“What?”

“Peter. Leave. Now,”

There was a knock at your bedroom door.

“Y/N?” Justin said from the other side of the door.

“Can I come in?” Justin asked.

“Just a minute! I’m getting changed. I’ll be right out,”

“Please Peter, just climb out my window or hide in my closet. Justin can’t see you here,” you whispered

Peter stared at you for a second “Does he hurt you, Y/N?”

You froze.

“Y/N, does he hurt you?” Peter repeated.

“Please, please just leave,” you begged.

Peter looked at the fear in your eyes and eventually nodded. He grabbed his backpack and headed towards your fire escape.

You watched Peter climb down the fire escape, as soon as he was far enough down, you turned towards your mirror. You smoothed down your hair and clothes, and reapplied your lipstick.

After you made Peter leave, he was skeptical as to whether you were really okay. He knew something was going on with Justin. Peter decided he would put on his suit and kindly follow you on your date. He just wanted to make sure you were safe.

You opened your bedroom door and walked out into the living room where Justin was sitting and talking to your mother.

“Oh, Y/N did Peter still here? I didn’t see him leave,” your mother said.

You didn’t dare look at Justin.

“He left hours ago. He just helped me finish my chemistry lab report and went home,” you lied.

You turned to look at Justin, you could see he was fuming on the inside.

You smiled at him, “Ready to go, babe?”

He gave your mom a small smile and then got up and placed a forceful hand on the small of your back and led your outside.

When you got outside you decided to finally speak after a completely silent walk out of the building.

“Where are you taking me tonight?” You asked

Justin was silent for a moment. You looked up at him and say his clenched jaw, and clenched fists.

“I can’t believe you had Peter over. Alone n your room of all places,”

“He was just helping me with homework, Justin. Nothing happened. Nothing ever happens,”

Justin reached down and grabbed your wrist. He tightened his grip on you and started walking faster.

“Justin, slow down, your hurting me,” you said.

Justin stopped In his tracks and dragged your around in front of him.

“Really, Y/N? This hurts?” Justin said, tightening his grip on your wrist.

“It hurts me when you see Peter behind my back. This is how I feel when you see him, knowing how much I hate it when you do,” he said, emphasizing his grip on you.

You could feel the tears welling in your eyes, and a lump forming in your throat.

“Please,” you begged.

Little did you know that Peter was indeed following you. He was sitting on the roof of your building, listening to what has happening. He knew he had to swoop in and stop Justin from hurting you.

Justin was still tightly gripping your wrist, explaining how much you had hurt him when suddenly there was a web across his mouth and Spiderman landed on the sidewalk a few meters away from you.

“You know, you really shouldn’t hit your girlfriend,”

Justin let go of your wrist and tried to pry the web off his mouth.

You backed up so your back was up against the wall of your apartment building.

“Are you alright, miss?” Spiderman asked you.

You nodded, holding your wrist in your hand.

“Listen dude, you really should leave her alone. You have no right to touch her,” Spiderman said to Justin.

Justin used all his might to pull of the web.

“She’s my girlfriend. I have every right,”

“Oh see, that’s where your wrong. Haven’t you ever heard of consent? Or, I don’t know, treating a girl right?”

“Oh fuck off, Spiderman. You don’t know anything about our relationship. You have no right to butt in like this,”

“Again with being wrong. If you plan on hurting this girl, or any girl, i’m going to intervene. Never lay your hands on her again,”

Spiderman webbed Justin’s hands together, and then webbed over his mouth again.

“You should go home, miss. I’ll take care of him,” Spiderman told you.

You nodded, and headed towards the entrance to your apartment buildings, not daring looking back.

After you left, Peter knew he couldn’t exactly take Justin to the police, knowing that he wouldn’t be arrested without a report from Y/N. So he decided to teach Justin a lesson.

He went home that night, not regretting hurting Justin. Well, he didn’t hurt him too much, but enough so Justin knew he meant business. He couldn’t sleep knowing that you were in love with that absolute ass. He knew he had to talk to you about it, but he also knew you wouldn’t open up to Peter.  

Luckily, the next day you didn’t have school and you wouldn’t have to face Justin.

You had planned on staying in bed all day. It was already the afternoon when you heard a knock at your window. You quickly turned over in bed and you were face to face with Spiderman.

You jumped out of bed and walked over to open your window.

“Can I come in?” Spiderman asked.

You nodded, moving aside to allow Spiderman to enter your bedroom.

“Did you break up with him?” He asked.

“No,”

“Why not?”

“I love him,” you said.

Spiderman took his face in his hands, and ran his hands over his head.

“Really? Y/N, he beats you. How much can you really love that?”

“How do you know my name?” You asked.

“Is that really the most important thing? Your boyfriend beats you and you stay with him. How can you love that, Y/N? How can you love someone who gets off on hurting you?”

You sat down on your bed with tears welling in your eyes.

“Get out,” you said.

“What?” Spiderman said.

“Get out!” You ordered.

Spiderman looked at you for a second, before obeying your request, and climbing into your fire escape and swinging away.

You sat on your bed crying, for what seemed like forever when you eventually picked up you phone and called Peter.

You knew you shouldn’t be seeing Peter, but he was the only one besides Spiderman who ‘knew’ about Justin hurting you.

Peter came over almost immediately when you had called.

He opened your bedroom door and saw you lying in bed crying.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“I’m so stupid” you muttered, starting to cry harder.

Peter came and sat on the edge of your bed. You reached over and grabbed his hand.

“Come lay with me,”

You moved over, allowing room for Peter to slip into your bed with you.

You brought yourself closer to Peter and lied your head on his chest. Peter wrapped an arm around you and wiped away a tear.

“I can’t believe I’m so stupid,”

“You’re not stupid, Y/N,”

“Yes I am Peter! He hits me! I have bruises! If Spiderman hadn’t’ve saved me last night I’d honestly probably be dead on the road right now,” you cried.

“Please break up with him. You deserve so much more than him. You deserve someone who will love you unconditionally and who will always be there for you. Someone who will let you have friends and not hurt you when you spend time with someone other than them,”

“I don’t know how to break up with him. What if he tries to hurt me again?”

“I’ll be there for you Y/N. I’ll come with you. I’ll be right by your side the entire time,”

“Can we just lay here for a while?”

“Of course,” Peter placed a light kiss on your forehead.

You knew you would have to break up wit Justin eventually, and you knew that Peter would be there for your no matter what. You just knew you didn’t deserve Peter.

learn to live right

inspired by @requiemofkingsEXTREMELY HURTFUL ART

To call Neil ‘stoic’ is such an understatement as to almost be funny. 

Then again, how applicable it is to someone like him - who has never been allowed to slow down for anything, including pain, and never had the opportunity for anything else - is debatable. He isn’t like Andrew, whose feelings are dulled grey anyway by the complicated chemistry of his brain. He was just never taught the intricacies of it, or maybe instead taught the intricacies of acting rather than the simplicity of emotion.

The thing is - Neil can learn. He’s been studying since he crash landed in Fox Tower, even if he didn’t realise that’s what he was doing. Laughing at a joke from Nicky, smiling at Andrew in the cool autumn afternoon, affection towards Matt and Dan in the guise of a hug or a warm greeting in the morning - they’re all things he’s learned.

It’s a hill he’s been rolling down, and with the momentum he’s been building - his mouth to Andrew’s, the light in his expression sometimes, his devotion - it’s only so long before he collides with something that hurts.

No one can run from anything forever.

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the ‘no longer human’ (2010) that you probably haven’t seen (and nakahara chuuya’s significant role in dazai osamu’s life)

You read that right. ‘Ningen shikkaku’, or as we know it, ‘No Longer Human’ had a movie that came out on 2010, directed by Genjiro Arato and starring Toma Ikuta as Oba Yozo (and to a lesser extent, Dazai Osamu). 

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I guess the hardest thing is having so much love for you and it somehow not being returned. I develop crushes all the time, but that is just misdirected need for you. You are a hole in my life, a black hole. Anything I place there cannot be returned. I miss you terribly. Ci vedremo lassu, angelo

anonymous asked:

Hello. As you can see i'm an emoji. A "Meh" to be exact. Anywho, it's my pleasure to announce, our first movie. Yay. It's almost too thrilling for words. So bring the family. It doesn't have to be your family. The Emoji Movie (No, no, nooo!) So i told management, "I CAN'T WORK LIKE THIS!!! THE LIGHTS! I'M MELTIN' IN HERE!!!" It's such a load a- Uuhhhhh.... No, go ahead. Finish that sentence. Come out and see it this August. I'm positively euphoric right now. I might have to go lay down.

Diana at the museum

I want to see Diana finally going to an art or history museum and seeing how mankind remembered the Amazons, how they remembered that entire age 

I want to see her compare our current understanding of the Ancient world (the cultures, religions, people) to what she knew and was taught by women who actually lived it

I want to see her despair at how many women had been erased from history both by their contemporaries and by the blinded historians who studied them

I want her to often be a reverse Indiana Jones - returning precious stolen artifacts to where they belong

I want her to go into the field (maybe even get a degree) so that she can work to restore some of the truth to our collective history

and then bc I want to, by the time Hippolyta and Antiope (she’s still alive in my heart) arrive, Diana has been working for like 85 years on correcting a lot of misconceptions, and the legend of the Queen and the Warrior of the Amazons is now common legend - there’s even a movie about it coming out

Byun Baekhyun//Psych - Part 2

Originally posted by xehun

Summary: After a month of being broke at college, you finally find a place to stay, but the only con is that there is nine other people you have to share a house with - one in particular who makes it his mission to irritate you at every turn - but they’re hiding something from you. Something big. (1/ 2/ 3/ 4/ 5/ 6/ 7)
Scenario: Werewolf!AU, college!AU, series
Word Count: 4,945 

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Excited for Skull Island! So some Fan Art! First, a Kong 2020 Concept Image. Essentially, this is Kong when he has matured and grown up to fight Goji in 2020. Also, had to give him his ‘special ability’.

And then, the fun piece, I put together a monsterverse cinematic timeline. This features the four movies we have and are coming out, and the rest are movies I would love to see happen! (Legendary can totally get their hands on the big turtle, come on now) I decided not to separate it into phases, but it could either be Phase 1 ends after GvK, or after. You decide.

Just to reiterate, this is all fan art, NOT REAL!

Please Don’t Tell | JJ

Request: @taekookmin-kookie

Can I request a jungkook playboy smut? 

Pairing: Playboy!Jungkook X Reader

Summary: Jungkook was well known for being a playboy. Sleeping with girls and then shoving them away, his next target was y/n. Y/n was just innocent and not to mention also Taehyung’s little sister. “International Playboy!”

Genre: Smut, fluff, maybe a bit of angst

Warnings: This is a smut; you all know shit bout to get real.

Word count: 1,800+ 


 “Can you learn to keep it down for once? I could hear you going all last night.” Hoseok said as Jungkook walked into the kitchen with only his grey sweats on. “You’re just jealous because I’ve had sex before you hyung.” Jungkook defended, grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge and drinking it. They suddenly heard the front door close and heard Taehyung’s voice boom throughout the dorm. “V is in the house!” He yelled causing his younger sister he brought with him like usual to giggle. Y/n was shy around the boys, especially Hoseok because she had a major crush on him. Taehyung knew about her crush on him, but specifically told them all to stay away from her. Especially Jungkook. Of course, that never stopped them from all flirting with her when Tae wasn’t around. “Hi y/n.” Hoseok greeted with a big grin on his face once he saw her, Jungkook watched as she tucked a stray behind her ear and blushed. “Hi H-Hoseok.” She stuttered looking at the floor, feeling her cheeks heat up. Jungkook could tell you were very shy around Hoseok, thus meaning you liked him. And part of him deep down hated that you liked him. Why was it always Hoseok? Jungkook was the youngest but he’s more experienced if you know what I mean. A cute ringtone began playing and Tae pulling his phone out of his pocket, glancing at it as the screen lit up with Jimin’s name, excusing himself he stepped away leaving the three in silence. “So how have you been?” Hoseok asked leaning forward and resting his crossed arms on the table as he looked her up and down. Jungkook just stood on the side, watching as y/n would twirl her hair and smile at him. “Good. How about you? How’s your latest dance been going?” She asked trying to hide the fact she was blushing, and Jungkook tried hiding the fact he was annoyed that she completely ignored him. “It’s been good. Still trying to nail down some important parts though.” Hoseok answered before Tae stepped back into the room. “Hoseok, Jimin wanted us at the studio to practice our parts of the upcoming dance.” Taehyung states and Hoseok was putting on his shoes and cap. “Jungkook can you watch y/n for a bit? I trust you not to do anything, I won’t be gone long. Three hours’ tops.” Tae said as Jungkook nodded and acted like she was a burden. She used to have the biggest crush on Jungkook, that was until she found out that he had become a big douche. Taehyung left with Hoseok quickly leaving the two still in the kitchen, surrounded by silence. She decided to be the first to break it, looking up and finally meeting his gaze for once. “Do you want to watch a movie?” She asked, playing with her sleeves and tugging them down a little. “Whatever.” Jungkook just grumbled, walking past her and towards the couch. Jungkook just grumbled, walking past her and towards the couch. She didn’t understand why he was always like this, but then again he was a fuckboy. She walked over and crouched down, looking at the movies on the shelf that they could watch. Jungkook sat there, tongue in cheek and his mouth hung slightly open as he cocked his head to the side. He wondered what she would be like in bed, they always say the quiet ones are usually the loudest. He smirked thinking about the h/c haired girl, begging beneath him for more and he would thrust into her at a rapid pace. The little thought ran through his veins causing his pants to tighten around his growing bulge. Not only was it that though, the fact that she was Taehyung’s sister and how hot it would be if Taehyung came home to Jungkook balls deep in his little sister. Y/n put in a movie and stepped back, sitting away from Jungkook on the couch with her legs tucked up a little. The movie began playing but Jungkook kept his gaze on her, watching as her lips would tug into a small smile at something funny. How she would constantly lick her plump lips that he wanted to bite down into while snaking his tongue into her mouth. Of course, y/n could feel his gaze on her but pretended she was caught up in the movie. She shifted slightly in her spot, not sure of how to react. She felt goosebumps rise to her skin, not only because of him but because of how cold the room was. The air con had been on all day, making the entire room freezing. She began to shiver, her bottom lip shaking as she rubbed her arms and legs for warmth. “Cold?” Jungkook asked and she finally met his gaze. “A little.” She said laughing nervously. He suddenly stood slipped off the black hoodie he had been wear, exposing his toned chest. Dirty things rushing to y/n’s mind that she never thought of before. She would love to run her hands down his chest and straddle his waist, but she didn’t want to ruin anything she had with him. He was a playboy, simply using girls to get pleasure. She realised she was staring a little too long and finally accepted the jumper, slipping it on herself and immediately melting from how warm it was around her. But her legs were still a bit cold, Jungkook smirked at the still shivering girl and stood up to grab the blanket from the cupboard and sitting back down next to her. Placing it over the both of them, she didn’t understand why he was sitting so close but didn’t question it. 


They just sat there and watched the movie, once it finished they just put on the next one.  Jungkook and y/n had been watching movies for over three hours now and wondered where Taehyung was. “Can I ask you something?” Jungkook suddenly spoke and looked down to meet her gaze. “S-sure.” She tried not to stutter to show how nervous she was but failed miserably. “Have you ever done anything with a guy?” She asked raising and eyebrow and cocking his head to the side, smirking at her a little. “What do you mean?” She knew exactly what he meant, and had an idea of what Jungkook wanted to do. “Like…” He stopped to lick his lips and think of what to say next. “Have you ever given a guy a blow job? Or kissed a guy even?” Jungkook said smirking, she didn’t want to answer. The question alone made her cheeks go bright red, the look she had on her face in pure shock. “I-I…” She stuttered, trying to gather herself but it was so hard with the look he was giving her and his hand was now placed on her thigh, gently rubbing circles on it with his thumb. “No.” She finally managed to get out and his smirk only grew. She didn’t expect such a question to come from him, she also didn’t expect him to suddenly lean forward and press his soft plump lips to hers. Shocked at first but soon giving in to the kiss, she let him slide his tongue past her lips and into her mouth, battling with hers for dominance. His hand gripped her inner thigh firmly before slipping past her shorts and panties to rub at the aching clit. A small gasp left her lips as he tried not to moan, suddenly the door opening and Jungkook pulled back as he heard the voices that belonged to Taehyung and Hoseok. Both a sweaty mess, Jungkook’s movements had stopped and thank god the blanket was still covering them both. “Hey, sorry we took longer than we thought.” Taehyung said as he spotted the two sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the screen. “Jungkook what happened to your shirt?” Hoseok asked before taking a sip out of his water bottle. “I was getting really hot, y/n didn’t care that I wasn’t wearing a shirt so yeah.” He said and they both nodded before sitting down next to the two on the couch and watching the movie as well. Y/n was begging for a release, his fingers moving the slightest. Suddenly she almost yelped when she felt him start moving his fingers against her again. Finally going down her slit and slipping two fingers in, uncomfortable at first but then she got used to the feel and found herself choking back moans. “Shh…be quiet and I’ll let you cum.” He whispered, nibbling on her lobe a little as she tried her best. His fingers slipped in and out of her core easily, thanks to the pool that was happening down there during their make out session. She could feel the knot building in her stomach, her hips bucking ever so slightly and her legs opening wider so he can get her to her high. It was going so slow and she needed to release now, his fingers managed to speed up but coming to a halt when Taehyung began speaking. Y/n letting a faint whine come from her lips that only Jungkook managed to hear. “I’ll be back, I need to use the bathroom.” Tae said standing up and walked out of the room, leaving the three there. Hoseok sat there still watching the movie and unaware of the things happening under the blanket. Jungkook picked up right where he left off, this time moving a little more faster to make her reach her high. Her hand placed on his thigh and squeezing it hard when she came undone on his fingers. Pulling out quickly and putting them up to his mouth to suck off her juices as he remained eye contact with her. “Next time, please tell me when you’re going to finger y/n so I can leave the room.” Hoseok said standing up and smirking. They both snapped their heads in his direction, shocked expressions across their faces. “Please don’t tell.” Jungkook pleaded and Hoseok nodded. “I won’t tell if you warn me next time.” He said before walking out of the room and leaving the two. “How was that?” He asked letting out a sigh of relief. “It was good.” Y/n sighed, knowing that after this Jungkook would still never look at her as anything more than someone to sleep with. She hung her head low but Jungkook was quick to lift it up to make her look at him. “I know I have had a history with girls, but I would really like to settle with you.” He said giving her a smile. Not a smirk, or cheeky grin but a genuine smile. “I’d like that too.” She said smiling and leaning forward to kiss his lips. “But please don’t tell.” She said pulling back quickly to say and Jungkook smiled and nodded.