When you realize that Deku and Ochako BOTH had to be at the exam that day in order for them to both pass the UA entrance exam as they indirectly gave each other rescue points.
Without Deku, Ochako would have still collasped with no one to her rescue and would have probably been disqualified with the 0 point robot over her. I don’t know how the point system worked at that certain exam, but I can only assumed you needed atleast 50 points to pass, and Ochako only had 28. The rescue points from saving Deku pushed her through the passing line.
Without Uraraka, the opportunity for Deku to be a hero would have never arised during the exam, gathering him no rescue points.
You always seen him. Wandering around, glancing into the distance, detached from this world. You often see him with wounds scattered all over his pale body, his clothes ripped, and yet the next day he looked completely fine. You thought that he was some sort of gang member, but then again, you did not want to assume.
I don’t think I’ve written anything for normal Mark or Jack in a while. So here’s just a little drabble for everyone that was requested. I chose to write this as your Jack’s twin and you’ve gone to visit LA because you’ve never been before. But you’ve known Mark for years so he’s given you a place to stay while you visit. Just for a little background :)
Fic Request: “Can
I ask for a fic or imagine with normal Jackaboy or Mark or maybe where reader is Jack’s sibling and they’re all friends with Mark and they get invited for a video I am begging you for some interaction with good ol Markimoo”
When writing is italics the dialogue is from a text message.
You pretty much ran into the house when you arrived. Mark was waiting, arms open and a massive grin on his face as he scooped you into a hug. “The Irish-Twin is here!” He bellowed excitedly as he spun you in a circle. You laughed as he set you down, almost getting knocked over by Amy who came charging towards you. “It’s so good to see you!” She squealed as she hugged you. The day went smoothly. After getting settled in, Mark and Amy took you out on a quick tour of the closest food places. There were so many choices that you let Mark choose for the first night. You all settled on an exotic restaurant that did take out. Neither Mark or Amy had eaten anything from there, so everything was just as new to them as to you. Upon taking it back to Mark’s, your phone buzzed with a Facebook message from Jack. “The Irishman has awoken!” You declared dramatically. “Tell him to buzz off, we’re eating!” Mark said through a mouthful of pasta.
Jack: Hows the vacation so far?
You: It’s good. There’s so much to do! Also, Mark says to buzz off. We’re eating.
Jack: Tell him to choke on it!
You spoke the message to Mark, who upon replying, swallowed a stray bit of pasta and coughed violently as Amy patted his back.
You: He did as you asked.
Jack: What an idiot!
The next morning, you woke early and felt as if you hadn’t slept at all. You stumbled into the kitchen where Mark was making breakfast. He looked at you with a smile. “I see you aren’t a morning person,” He said and you shrugged. Plopping into a stool by the kitchen bench. “I think the jet-lagged hit me.” You mumbled, slapping your forehead onto the cool surface with a groan. “But yes, I do hate mornings.” “Well you better wake up fast, because after breakfast, we’re recording a video.” You moaned loudly, “But it’s so early!” Mark chuckled as he slid a plate of pancakes by your head. “Eat up!” And as Mark said, once you had downed the food and made yourself a coffee, you helped him set up in the living room.
He moved about so quickly, expertly arranging everything and within the hour you were ready to record. “Sooo, what are we doing?” You asked curiously as Mark calibrated the camera to the audio. “Dancing!” Mark exclaimed gleefully and you rolled your eyes. “I’m going to need more coffee to deal with your energetic ass.” You mumbled, taking up the mug and taking a sip. Just as you did, Mark started his intro. “Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier. And today is a special day!” You felt a bubble fizzled in your stomach, slowly rising up your body. “I have a dear friend of mine here to join me as I make a fool of myself in ‘Just Dance’! Say hi, (Y/N)!” You moved into the camera’s view. Eyes scrunched as you took another sip of your caffeinated drink. Ending the silence with a loud belch. “I expected more from you,” Mark said, jokingly glaring. “I’m Jack’s sister, why would you expect anything else?” You asked with a smile. Mark opened his mouth, pretending to form an argument. But then he shrugged, “True.” You put down the drink as Mark started up the game.
It was a work out. Right now, after five difficult dances, you were on the ground, puffing and sweating profusely. Mark was no better. He stood next to you, slouched over with his hands on his knees and huffing. The camera was still rolling and the game mocked you with the graceful, professional dancers moving about on the screen. “So…who’s the better Youtuber?” Mark asked, looking over at you. “Me or Jack?” You laughed, “I’m gonna say Pewdiepie since he didn’t force me to dance!” Mark shook his head, “Come on! I need to win this. You’re in the lead by two points.” “I can’t stand!” You whined and Mark grinned. “Good! Stay on the ground and let me win.” Mark started to mimic the fast-moving dancers on the screen. You let out a long frustrated shout, and forced yourself to stand. “For Ireland!” You yelled as you started to dance. “And also because my brother will never let me forget that I lost to Mark.” Amy stood behind the camera, watching with an amused grin as the two of you wasted away into exhaustion. By the end of it, you and Mark were leaning against each other, sitting on the ground, panting. “So, that does it.” Mark huffed. Face red and shiny with sweat. “(Y/N) wins. Only because I’m such a gracious host.” You chuckled breathlessly. “Keep telling yourself that twinkle-toes. Do I get your diamond play-button as a trophy then?” “No!” Mark yelled, throwing himself towards the play-button as Amy went to retrieve it. “It’s mine!” You hugged it to your chest. Poking your tongue out at him as he clumsily tried to take it from you. But the two of you were to tired to give much of a fight. Mark huffed victoriously as he wormed it from your grasp. He playfully pushed you away and you threw back your hands as you fell backwards. Collasping on the carpet and moaning pathetically. “Ok, that’s all the time we have!” Mark said, turning his head to the camera. “I hope you guys enjoyed our suffering.” You flipped off the camera as Mark pretended to cry as if in pain. “Thank you, (Y/N), for not letting me suffer alone.” “Great to be in LA, Mark!” You said sarcastically. “So much fun. Thanks for having me.” He laughed and kicked your foot with his, “And as always, I will see you, in the next video. Buh-bye!” You waved lazily and Amy flicked off the recording. “Never again?” She asked and you shook your head. “Never again!” Mark challenged you three days later.
With your Instagram flooded with photos of your time in LA, and Mark’s channel with three videos with you in it; it was time for you to head home. Mark and Amy dropped you off and they hugged you tightly. “It’s kinda sad you’re leaving,” Amy pouted. “I really enjoyed having you with us.” “Yeah, anytime the Leprechaun gets too much, just give us a call.” Mark said with a wide smile. “We’ll gladly have you.” You thanked them and pulled them into a last selfie. One where Mark and you were pulling terrible faces and Amy was caught rolling her eyes. You waved goodbye as you entered the airport, blowing a kiss to Amy and laughing when Mark pretended to catch it mid-air.
Years ago highly trained operative Y/N has been a S.H.I.E.L.D agent since she was sixteen. As punishment for a op not by the book she is sent to babysit a prince. A simple job goes wrong when Russian soldier is sent to take her out. As the man with the metal arm pursues her things shift he now needs her help.After a month on the run and his memories back Bucky and Y/N are tracked down. Y/N escaped due to Bucky’s help but Bucky was captured wiped and refrozen. Seven years later Y/N is joining Maria Hill by working for Stark after the collaspe of S.H.I.E.L.D. Late one night a man is following her from a distance she turns to confront the man only to be confronted by a ghost from her past.
When Y/N, a reformed mercenary who worked as a SHIELD operative, is asked to rejoin S.H.I.E.L.D. she has her own agenda, find the people who betrayed her and eliminate them. With a special request of Agent Coulson she teams up with an unsuspecting Steve Rodgers, who does not fully understand the lengths this newly emerged Hydra will go to. Y/N and Steve clash due to their different perspective to handle their enemies. With a few coveted secrets of her own Y/N begins to see the appeal Captain America has and opens up. However, when Y/N discovers a traitor nestling their way into the reborn S.H.I.E.L.D agency she brings the news to the attention Steve, Sam, Natasha and Clint only to discover that they believe she is the traitor. Y/N takes it upon herself to rid S.H.I.E.L.D of the last of Hydra so she returns to her mercenary identity to infiltrate Hyrda. As the spy game wears on the only thing to be called to question is where the line blurs while the war between corruption and freedom wears on.
last night i saw sleep no more in NYC with my two good friends del @chewbaccachowder and gabby @butcherbrakespeare, and it absolutely blew my mind. i definitely will be going back again!! here’s a summary of my experience inside the wonderfully creepy mckittrick hotel (there’s spoilers, just so you know):
This was a really really cute prompt so I wanted to write it lol. Glad I had enough motivation.
Idea from @catfishwierdo : Mark, Dark, Jack and Anti all live together, Dark and Mark take a vacation, and the two irishmen decide to watch movie. There’s a tickling scene, and Anti learns something new.
A/N: This is my first post with visuals, so it may not be that good. Hopefully you’ll still like it :) It’s also based off of 1D’s song ‘Taken’ Link to song will be posted at the end
Now that you can’t have me, you suddenly want me. Now that I’m with somebody else, you tell me you love me.
I rushed into the bathroom of the club, looking at myself in the mirror. I was panting loudly, looking as if I was running from a murder by my facial expressions. I needed to leave this place before she found me.
She is my last girlfriend that I was with, Perrie Edwards. We were together for about a year and broke up 8 months ago. I should’ve known we were coming to an end. All we did was fight constantly and she was barely home. But not being a good person and tell me to my face that we were over, she just left. It was after one of our fights. She just stormed out the house and disappeared. Me being the idiot thinking she would for the just the night, turned out she left for days, weeks, and now months. Without a simple goodbye.
I’ve got a boyfriend now. We’ve been together for a few weeks. I don’t have honest mutual feelings for him though. I just needed someone to keep Perrie off my mind, and he was the first one to catch my eye.
Tonight, my girls wanted to take me out to the club since I hadn’t been there in awhile and they know I’ve been going through a pretty rough time. Little did I know, the person who caused my pain and distress the past few months was here aswell.
I didn’t think it was her at first, but when I looked closer, I knew it. Everything about the way she danced, the way she sipped on her drink flirtatiously, it all just screamed 'Perrie’. At some point, she must have realized someone was staring at her because she turned her head in my direction, our eyes catching each other. She squinted her eyes, then a shocked expression came onto her face as she came into realization that it was me. I saw her start to make her way over to me, but I was quick to dart through the crowd away from her, rushing to the bathroom since it was the quickest place to go.
Just as I was about to walk out, the door opened. And there she stood, in all her glory. Same blonde hair. Same icy blue eyes. Same everything. We stared at each other for a good while, before I tried to push past her and out the door. She grabbed me by the wrists and turned me around.
“Leigh-Anne…..wow, I-I was trying to contact you a few times. I’m guessing you changed your number or blocked mines…” I could tell she was nervous and didn’t know what to say.
“Perrie look, this is not the time and pla–”
“I know, but I just need get this off my chest and I can’t go another day without letting you know that……I-I miss you. I love you Leigh. I’m so sorry about what happened. I was just so upset and didn’t want to face you anymore, so the only way to do that was just walk away completely. I’m utterly, completely sorry because that was the biggest mistake I ever made.” She held my hand as she spoke. I could tell she meant every word, but I wasn’t having it.
I slept on your doorstep, begging for one chance. Now that I’ve finally moved on, you say that you’ve missed me all along.
“Perrie, sorry can’t fix everything. Do you know how devastated I was? How worried I was? How do you think I felt just waiting each day for you to come home, but you never did?!” I was starting to get furious by the second.
“Yes and I’m–”
“No you don’t! You don’t know because you’ve never had that happen to you before, and I’d never do anything like that to hurt you! I gave you everything for fuck sakes! When my friends found out I was with a girl, they wouldn’t even talk to me! Not even my family! I gave up every fucking thing for you and you just walked away from it all!” Tears started to sting my eyes as I yelled, Perrie tearing up aswell.
“And then you don’t even say goodbye, or any of that shit! I called you every fucking day! I texted you, hell I even called your mom and asked about you! That’s how much I love you! But you don’t even love me back!”
“Leigh-Anne, you know that’s not true. I love you, so fucking much it hurts!” Perrie said, tears pouring down her face now. I shook my head at her, biting back more tears that escaped from my eyes.
“You don’t mean that. I’m more than positive that people around have told you I’ve got a new boyfriend, right? That’s the only reason you’re here. You don’t want me to happy at all.” I spoke harshly, not caring if it hurt her feelings at all. She stayed silent. I chuckled.
“So you’re not gonna say anything now? Now that I’m saying the truth?…….Wow, you’re really full of it.” I tried to push past her once again, but my attempt failed again. She pulled me back again, only this time with a little surprise
She kissed me.
Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? You only love to see me breaking. You only want me 'cause I’m taken
I pushed her off of me, backing up surprisingly.
“Perrie, what the hel–” She cut me off by kissing me again. She cupped my cheeks, forcing me into the kiss. As time passed, I slowly started to kiss back, which surprised the both of us. As much as I hate to admit it, I missed the way her lips felt against mines.
As the kiss slowly began to get heated, she pulled away and pushed our foreheads together.
“Let me tell you something. I love you. With all my heart. There’s no one in this world who can love you more than I love you. Yeah I fucked up. Big time. But that was my mistake, and I’m willing to make up for it, no matter how long it takes. And I don’t give a shit about this 'boyfriend’ of yours, because I’m more than positive he can’t treat the way I treat you. And he definitely can’t fuck you like how I fuck you.” She spoke in a low voice, but her last sentence came out seductively. Without a second guess, she pushed me into one of the stalls, She locked the door and brought her attention back to me. She smirked as our lips met once again. Our tongues started to go at each other for battle quickly.
We started to feel up each other’s clothes. Since we both had on dresses, it was a quick removal of our clothes, leaving us in our underwear. We were quick to dispose of that too, leaving us completely naked.
Perrie made me sit down on the toliet as she got down on her knees infront of me. She rubbed my thighs before kissing them softly, her finger rubbing my clit.
“I’ve misses the way your pussy felt in my hands. I hope it still tastes the same.” She winked at me before digging her head inbetween my legs, waisting no time at all to start pleasing me with her tongue.
“Oh Perrie.” I moaned out, arching my back. I grabbed her long blonde hair, pushing her further down on me, grinding my pussy into her face.
“Mmmm, babe you taste so good. Just like before.” Perrie moaned against me, adding her finger in with her tongue.
I was in complete estacy. To say that I nearly hated this woman not even 10 minutes ago. Now she’s got me under her finger, fucking me with her fingers and tongue. It just makes me wonder if she’s forreal or if she’s just messing with my head.
“Perrie, I’m almost there!” I whined out, bucking my hips up more into her mouth. She added another finger, pushing me to my limit.
As I felt myself about to let go, she pulled away her fingers.
“Perrie?!” I cried out in frustration. She smirked.
“I want us to cum together babe. Wouldn’t that be so much hotter?” She chuckled.
You don’t really want my heart, no you just like to know you can. Still be the one who gets it breaking.
Even if Perrie is making me feel all good and aroused, I couldn’t shake the feeling of what happened with us. This could all be a one time thing. Maybe it’ll be a repeat. I give her my all tonight, and then she leaves for another 8 months. And thats just something I can’t put my heart on anymore.
“Babe? Are you alright?” Perrie asked, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Yeah…yeah I’m fine. Just make me cum already.” She giggled at my bluntness. She spreaded my legs apart, sitting her pussy right on top of mines. We both moaned out at the sudden feeling. We started slow, but then our grinding started to get a little faster.
“Oh my god. Leigh your pussy feels so fucking good.” Perrie growled out. I moaned out from the feeling I was feeling.
“Perrie, just like that. I’m gonna fucking cum!”
“Me too babe, wait till I say go.” We moved even faster against each other to reach our peaks.
“Wait for it…….Go!” That was all it took. We both groaned as we came. We rode out our highs together, ceasing to an end. Perrie collasped to the floor, as I leaned on the toliet. I sighed as my mind went back to Perrie and I. Just as I was about to ask her myself, I heard some snoring. I looked and saw Perrie knocked out on the floor. I chuckled to myself.
“Nevermind,” I said to myself,“ ’s not even worth it.” I slipped on my dress and quitely stepped out the bathroom, hoping someone would wake Perrie up later. Although it would be one hell of a laugh to see the expression on that person’s face when they see this naked blonde girl fast asleep on the floor.
I sighed as I took another glance, before walking out back into the club and back home to my boyfriend. Because at the end of the day…
Minimum wage or low wage worker are the backbones of our economy. When you tell us to just get a better job instead of giving us a decent wage you are not only being impractical, but you are also being really damn ignorant. Most of the luxuries you have are due to the work that people earning less than $15 for do for you.
details: vacation AU, smut, rough, several kinks, explicit language, bts x reader, NSFW
author’s note: this was requested by @wonderstae, a close friend of mine. sorry this is a bit short but hope you enjoy! + how come these past two chapters have the same exact word count and character count- i don’t comprehend?
I decided to stay inside regarding that it was raining outside. Since it was a bit chilly, I put on my oversized hoodies with my sleeping shorts. I know, it’s a weird combination, don’t judge me. I laid with covers and blankets over my legs watching an anime a friend of mine suggested on my laptop. My phone buzzed indicating I’ve received a text:
???: hey, it’s Taehyung, can i come over?
me: of course, you know my room number if not ask Jimin
tae tae: okay, omw
A few minutes later, I heard a knock on my door. I got up and opened the door with a teary eyed Taehyung. I furrowed my eyebrows at him. He cried even more. I engulfed him into a hug with his tears running down his face. I pulled away and wiped away his tears with my small.
“My poor baby.” He cried even more when I said ‘baby’, I’m gonna say that word is still taboo to him.
“Oh my gosh, sorry, sorry, sorry.” I frantically panicked before hugging him again. I brought him to my bed and brought some tissues. I wiped his tears from his face. His red eyes and puffy cheeks made him look so miserable. I felt a motherly role takeover me,
“You want to eat some Chinese food from around the block?”
“Y-yeah.” He choked on his word. I nodded and ordered some Chinese food. I sat with him on the bed.
“Come here.” I patted the space in between my legs and waited for him. He crawled himself over to the empty spot between my legs and laid on my chest.
“Thanks.” He sniffled.
“Don’t worry about it.” I kissed his head in a lovingly matter. He wrapped his arm around my torso before shortly falling asleep as I rubbed his back in circular motions.
“This food is so good.” Taehyung moaned. He blushed once he made that sound. I busted out laughing at his embarrassing moment.
“You’re acting like you’ve never moaned while eating food before.”
“Oh shut up.” I threw a soy sauce packet at him. He winced as it hit his face. I put my food down and rushed over to him.
“Did it scratch you, I’m sorry-” He straddled me on his lap.
“Gotcha.” He smiled. I laughed happily that he was now feeling better after a twenty minute nap. Our laughter died down with sighs. I stared into his dark brown eyes as he stared into mine. He slowly but used enough pressure while grinding his hips into mine. I threw my head forward a bit, my eyes rolled back at the unexpected movement. I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Tae, you just-”
“Make me feel better? Please?” He pleaded. I nodded as I unraveled my arms around his neck. He carried into my bedroom, kissing me softly. He slowly dropped me unto the bed and helped me out of my hoodie and shorts.
“You know you’re beautiful right.” Even though he couldn’t see me blushing, I felt myself doing it anyways. I softly smiled as he slid off my panties. He spread my legs kissing the inner parts of my thighs. He kissed from side to side, I shivered as he kissed my core before moving onto the other thigh giving it the same treatment as the one before. He dove in after finishing with my right thigh.
I moaned at soft but subtle motions of his mouth. He licked up and down on my folds. I arched my back only to get it slammed down as Taehyung kept eating me out. I reached out for head but he used his other hand to hold my hand. I squeezed his hand as he sucked on my clit swaying his head side to side. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning.
“Let me hear you.” He said unto my pussy before tongue fucking me.
“Oh my god, Taehyung! Just like that- fuck!”
He smirked before moaning sending the vibrations all around my body. I felt my stomach clench up, my breathing started to get a bit shorter with each breath. He hovered over my body thrusting his long fingers into me.
“You close?” He said his deep voice making me wetter. I whimpered a ‘mhmm’ before he softly choked me sending over the edge.
“Come.” He said and I did as he said. I arched my back, softly yelling as I hit let my orgasm hit me.
I felt bad for making me do the all the hard work so I laid him down and pumped his thick shaft. I heard him let out a deep moan before attacking his member with my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down slowly, pressing my tongue on the underside of him. He grabbed my kinky curly hair holding me still before fucking my mouth. I let him as I relaxed my jaw. I then swatted his hand away before deep-throating him with no hands. I heard him curse profanities under his breath as I held myself there for a bit. I almost choked when he thrusted his hips into me meeting my mouth’s downbeats.
“Shit.” He came into my mouth without warning, but I didn’t care. I swallowed him up and kept sucking, paying extra attention on his tip.
“Good, you’re so fucking good.” He praised me boosting my ego.
“You like sucking don’t you, you little nasty girl.” I moaned around his tip making him buck his hips.
“Get up.” I latched off of his dick with a pop. He grabbed a condom and slipped it on
“Get on your hands and knees and arch your back while you’re at it.” I did as he said once again. He caressed my ass before smacking. He quickly undressed himself before leaning himself up with my entrance.
I jolted at the impact before he slammed his dick into me. I lost my balance and made myself get up. He slammed into me yet again, fast and hard making it his tempo.
“Taehyung~ ugh, fuck.” I cried with my head pushed into the mattress by his hand.
“You’re so fucking tight. Gosh.” He mumbled and kept ramming my walls.
I moaned louder as he hit my spot, he used it to his advantage and kept hitting my spot with every thrust, harder than the last.
“Throw that ass back.” He spanked both cheeks making me move my hips, rotating it around my clenching walls. I pushed myself back unto his dick repeatedly until I clench my walls on his tip. He groaned and threw his head backwards. He pulled his dick out and teased me by putting his tip in and back out again.
“Taehyung, stop playing and fuck me already.”
“Beg for it.” He tapped his dick on my entrance.
“Please fuck me, daddy. Stop teasing me and fuck me- ugh!” I got cut off with him slamming his dick into me faster, harder, and deeper than before. I yelled out his name repeatedly as he grabbed my hair. I felt myself clenching around him once more.
“You wanna cum?”
“Yes, please let me cum.” He flipped me around with one hand on my hip and the other gripping my neck.
“Come on, cum for me.” He whispered into my ear. I released myself once more, screaming his name with Taehyung following.
“Thank you.” He collasped on my chest after pulling out and throwing the condom away.
“Anytime.” I intertwined my hands with his before falling asleep.
Well… I may have went overboard, but enjoy it please ! Thank you noonie for requesting !
You two would already have planned for it, that you two want each other badly. So why the wait ?
You were getting ready for your date with him, he told you you should dress fancy and you did, you wore a long black dress, matched with black lace underwear that he was yet to discover.
He took you for a dinner, pulling the chair for you to sit, and showering you with compliments, how lovely you looked, and smelled.
He sat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder, occasionally pecking along it whenever you two got quiet.
After the happy dinner. You felt his hand gently stroking your thigh, making a shiver run down your spine, you bite your lip.
“ baby.. can we ?” He whispered, glancing at the elevator that would take you two to a hotel above the restaurant.
You nodded, holding his hand as he booked a room for you to spend the night in.
After reaching your room, you turned to lock the door and he pinned you over it. Rocking his hips over your ass as he whispered “ did you have fun, teasing me all night, Hm?” He made sure you felt how hard he is, and how eager he was to have you.
You moaned softly as he gripped you by the hips pulling you to the bed.
He didn’t waste no time, pulling down his boxers to his thigh and hiking up your dress, your pantie was croutchless, and it made you get an approval grin from him, he pressed his lips on you, pulling you to a passionate kiss as he thrusts into you.
The night continues, a rough round followed by another. Till you were a wercked mess.
You still had your bra on by now, but he was naked. He layed on top of you and whispered “ one more round. Baby girl.. ” he mumbles as you moan softly nodding.
It’s been about two month since you two last met. You both missed each other so much and finally, he got some free time.
He decided to surprise you, wearing his blue jammies he didn’t bother to change, driving to your place quickly.
He rings the bell, his bangs over his eyes messily and he was giggling, like the cute baby he is.
You opened the door and widened your eyes “baby! You’re here !” You hug him tightly and he lifts you up, rushing into the house “ yes I am. Jagi, I missed you so much” he pouts, shutting the door as he sat on the floor with you on his lap.
You stroked his cheeks and smiled slightly “ I missed you too handsome boy, did you eat yet ? Did you rest well? I know you’ve been working..” you day in worry.
He giggles , cheeks pink" noona~ you don’t need to worry, your baby is completely healthy" he grins.
You smile softly, it was pretty late, so you both couldn’t go out on a date or something. You stood up with him “ wanna cuddle ?” He nods eagerly and picks you up, rushing to your bedroom as you yelp, causing him to laugh. He let’s you down on your bed and looks down at you, panting lightly as he smiled.
You bite your lip, the sight of him hovering over you and panting made you think of things, sinful things.
You slowly lift yourself up and gently kissed him, he of course kisses back happily.
The kiss slowly started getting heated, and more sloppy.
You push your knee to between his legs and start to rub him, earning a frustrated groan and a low moan from him.
He flips you two over, pulling you by your hips and grinding you on him. Making you moan, eyes rolling back in pleasure.
“ noona.. I want you” he whispered, eyes hodded
You only nodded, pulling his pants down to let his erection spring feee and you kicked your shorts off.
His breath hitches as he looks at your naked lower body for the first time.
You angle him and whisper softly “ noona will take it easy on you, babyboy” you smirk slightly before you push yourself down, moaning softly as he does the same tilting his head back.
As you moved your hips, he only groans and moans, bucking his hips into yours each time you bounced on him. Before you knew it, he flipped you over to your fours, and bucked his hips into you eagerly, the sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room along with his moans and groans.
Finally, the both of you became undone, making you collapse on your stomach panting and shaking, he smirkes proudly and leans down, whispering “ does my little noona need some after care, Hm?”
“ s-Shut up, Kim taehyung”
You visited the practice room, since namjoon texted you and told you that jungkook have been stressed and frustrated, the guys all left as you arrived , hoping you would put their little kid into a better mood.
You step in and smile softly when he glances over you, he was mad, clenching his jaw but as soon as he saw you, he smiled “ hey…” he said breathlessly, pulling you by your waist to him.
You smiled back and mumbled “ hey.. you know you have been pract-” you get shut off as he pins you against the wall, eyebrows furrowed as he kissed you eagerly. He was all over you, hands groping you, tongue running against yours, and his teeth chewing on your lower lip.
You moaned softly, gripping onto his shoulders for support as he groans, he moved his teeth down your jaw, and neck . Covering you in hickeys and lovebites.
“ J-jungkook, w-what are you doing ?” You whisper, face red.
He smirked lightly “ you came to help me, right kitten?” He exhales softly and mumbles against your lips “ and right now, you’re doing an amazing job at that.. staying and letting daddy mark you up.”
You moaned shyly and looked away as he behigs stripping you, he started going slow, gently stroking your chest and waist line. Making you groan softly and pull his shirt off.
“ ooho, kitten.. you want me?” He smirks, hands already pulling your pants down as you nodded “ yes… yes please .” He dropped to his knees, kissing between your thighs. Before giving a playful lick over your panties right where your heat would be. Making you whine softly and squirm around.
He chuckles softly “ bend over that table, kitten, daddy will put his condom on.” You obey, whimpering as you realized that a big mirror was in front of the table, biting your lip.
He stood behind you, naked as he smirked staring at your reflection" good view, isn’t it..kitten ?“ You moan as his hand reach to grope your chest, the other hand pinning your hips down before he took you roughly.
You were wet, and ready for him.
With each hard thrust he groaned loudly and moaned, letting all the frustration he has been holding in out .
When you both finished, he pulled out and you collasped staring at your bruised body from the mirror, whimpering, he slowly puts his shirt on you and carried you after wearing his pants ” good girl, daddy will treat you.“
monsta x as the 7 boyfriends that you date in your lifetime
Hyungwon: The High School Boyfriend
You had the biggest crush on him since the beginning of freshman year. sophomore year came and you still haven’t worked up the courage to ask him out. I mean how can you since he’s Mr. Popular and captain of the soccer team who always has a huge following of fangirls after him. But one day you gave yourself a pep-talk and told yourself to stop being shy and that sophomore year was the year you get yourself a boyfriend. When biology class came, you went straight to Hyungwon’s desk, sat down next to him and asked, “Do you like Messi?” He squinted at you and his the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, “Are you hitting on me?” Your eyes grew big and you stammered, “Wh- uh what do you mean? I’m just asking a soccer question, since you’re a soccer player.” You tried to play it off, but he wasn’t buying it. Feeling your cheeks burning, you got up to leave, but Hyungwon’s long arm grabbed your elbow and sat you down. “Not so fast,” he grinned playfully. “Do it again.” You froze, “What?” He laughed, “That cute flirting technique that you just pulled on me. Do it again.”
Jooheon: The Childhood Friend Turned Boyfriend
“I have something to say,” Jooheon declared as he pushed you on the swings. It was the summer before college/university started and both Jooheon and you were at an empty playground spending the first days of summer together. You guys both went to different high schools, so natually you both didn’t have the time to hangout much due to different schedules and school work. You laughed, “You’ve always said what was on your mind. You don’t have to tell me that you are going to say something.” You were more focused on swinging higher. “Hey, push me higher, Jooheon!” He cleared his throat as you swung back towards him and he quuickly said, “I like you.” As soon as he confessed, he gave you a strong push, but due to his unexepcted words, you lost your grip on the ropes and flew out of the swings landing hard on the sandy floor. Annoyed, you yelled, “Are you sure you like me?! You almost killed me!” Jooheon ran to you, taking your hands and brushing the sand off of you. “I am so sorry! Are you hurt anywhere? Are you bleeding? Do you need to go to the hospital? Wait, let me call 911!” You smiled at how adorably protective and concerned Jooheon can get over the smallest accidents. You slowly realized his feelings for you, as yours for his. “That was such a romantic confession,” you laughed as he pulled you up. Jooheon scratched the back of his neck, “Can I get a do-over?” You crossed your arms, “Are you gonna push me off a cliff as your finale?” Jooheon shyly smiled and adjusted his snapback, “No… I wrote you a rap.” He looked down onto the floor and kicked the sand, “I composed it a while back, but you were dating that Hyungwon kid, so I didn’t have a chance.”
Kihyun: The College/University Boyfriend
You quickly stumbled up the stairs as you make your way up to the second floor library. You were supposed to meet up with Kihyun to work on a physics project together 30 minutes ago, but you oversleep from pulling an all-nighter to finish up an English essay. You made quiet steps towards where Kihyun was sitting who was busily typing away loudly on his laptop. You slowly unpacked your things, careful not to disturb him. “Just unpack quickly so we can get started,” he said. You were startled by his abrupt words and accidently dropped your heavy physics textbook. “Sorry!” you whispered loudly, picking up your book and oh-so-carefully placing it on the table. He sighed, closed his eyes, and fixed his glasses, “I hope you will take this project seriously because I can’t get anything below an A in this class.” Feeling denfensive you said, “Hey, I’m just as serious as you are in doing well in this class.” He ignored you and took a sip of his Americano, “I can’t believe I got stuck with you.” You glared at him, “Well if you didn’t came to class late at the same time I was, the professor wouldn’t have paired us together in the first place.” Kihyun’s eyes shifted back and forth. “Why were you even late anyways? You were always the first in class. You’re basically asking to be paired up with me.” Kihyun jutted back sounding flustered, “Well, why are you always late anyways?” You sighed, “It’s the second semester of university and I still don’t have my life together.” Kihyun sensed your stress as you massaged your temples. He hesitated for a moment but then asked, “Wanna go for karaoke?” You scrunched your eyebrows at him, “What? Karaoke? But we have a project to do.” Kihyun started packing so you started packing too. “Really? Right now? Hey, wait up” and you followed Kihyun out of the library doors. You and Kihyun sang at the karaoke for 2 hours straight. You collasped onto the couch and called out to Kihyun with your tired lungs to stop the music. “I can’t sing anymore. Let’s call it day.” Kihyun sat down next to you, “You feel better after all that singing and screaming?” You smiled, “Yes, thanks to you.” Kihyun patted you on the shoulder, “I’ll see you tomorrow again to work on the project.”
The next morning you woke up to the sound of your cellphone. You reached over to your nightstand and grabbed your phone. “Hello?” You jolted up hearing Kihyun’s voice, “You’re 1 hour late, then that means you should spend 1 more hour with me.” You were about to apoligize but you sense a bit of flirtation from him. You squinted, “Are you fliritng with me, Kihyun?”
I.M: The Musician Boyfriend
You swayed slowly to the beat at your school’s music festival. “Quit being emo,” your friend said louldy over the EDM music. “I brought you here to help you get over your breakup with Kihyun. But why are you so sad anyways? You broke up with him.” You breathed in and breathed out, “Every breakup is hard, whether who breaks up with who.” The music stopped and a slim figured boy walked confidenly onto the stage. A slow beat started and he dropped his first verse, “I am what I am, man.” You looked up the stage at him, “Wow, a lyrical genius.” You listened intenly at his rap verses, in awe with his flow and rhythm. You caught his attention and he made eye contact as he began another verse:
“May I steal you heart, may I protect that heart
If I fall several times and get hurt, will you accept my surrender?
Sir, yes sir, I’m saluting to your lips
I swear on your name I’m not playing around, I put my life on the line
I’ll protect you.”
His lips were mesmerizing as those words slipped out of his tongue without a stumble. Your eyes followed his gaze, only to be broken when he was done with his stage. The music festival soon ended and students slowly dispersed. You lost your friend during the middle of if and you found yourself spinning around to look for her. As you were scanning your area, a head popped into your view, making you jump back. “I’m so sorry! Did I startle you? I didn’t mean too,” the figure apologized. It was the rapper from earlier. “Oh no, it’s okay! I’m fine,” you reassured him. You were about to turn away from him until he stopped you from your tracks, “Hey, I just wanted to thank you for coming to my stage.” You blinked, suprised at his words, “Oh, yeah no problem, I really enjoyed it! You’re really talented.” His face lit up, “ That means a lot, thank you.” He paused for a moment and pressed his lips together, “Hey, if your not busy…do you want to listen to my mixtapes back at my place?” You stood there thinking in silence, getting a sense that he wants to ask you out. The silence was suddenly broken by the growls of your empty stomach. He grinned, “Or we can eat ramen back at my place?” Yup, he’s into you. 😉
Wonho: The One That Broke Your Heart
“Are you good at making ramen?” was his pickup line. You laughed at the memory of how Wonho hit on you at the supermarket. “I can’t believe I fell for that,” you said to yourself. “Fell for what?,” a voice came from your bathroom. “ArE yOU goOd aT mAKiNg raMen? you said in a deep voice, trying your best to imitate Wonho’s voice and tone. “I didn’t say it like that!” he came out of the showers and ruffled his wet hair. “Are you good at making ramen?” he said seductively, flashing you his signature flirty smirk. “It was like that,” he winked. “GROSS” you rolled your eyes. He came up to where you were laying down on the bed, ‘Gross?! Gross?! You didn’t think I was gross when you gave me your number!” He ruffled his wet hair at your face, spraying droplets of water onto your face. “Hey!” Your hands instinctively covered your face, but Wonho grab your wrists, pulled them apart and kissed your forehead. You giggled and perked out your lips. He kissed both of you cheecks before landing a soft peck on your lips. He jumped into bed with you and laid his head on your lap. You played with his soft brown hair until he fell asleep. Taking your right index finger, you slowly traced the outline of Wonho’s smooth nose bridge and then down to his cherry red lips. His soft breathing and the sound of his beating heart was your lullaby. “I love you,” you whispered.
Those were the string of words that you said to him a lot, but yet to have hear him say it back to you. “It’s not that I don’t care about you. It’s not that I don’t think you are the most important and most precious person in my life,” Wonho sighed. There was a slience before his lips parted “I won’t be able to say those words until I know I can back it up with a life long commitment. Until I know I can promise you that I’m all in only for you.” But you never did get to hear those same words echo back to you.
Minhyuk: The One That Showed You How To Love Again
“What is love?” you asked Minhyuk.
“Girl, I can’t explain what I feel. Oh baby, baby, ba-” he began to sing until you hit him slightly on the chest. “Ow!”
“I’m serious, Minhyuk,” you scrunched your eyebrows together. You stared into the blue sky. Both you and Minhyuk were laying on grass under a giant shady tree watching clouds flow by. “"How do you love again when you been hurt?”
“Well, it’s not about being able to love again. Just because your heart gets broken, it doesn’t mean you can’t love again. It’s not about ability, it’s about willingness.” Minhyuk tucked his hands under his head and crossed his left ankle over is right. “You have to have that will to open up your heart and let that emotion develop. Obviously, that won’t happen when you choose to protect your heart, you know, so it can heal, and that’s okay. Healing is good. It takes time to heal and you can take as much time as you want. There’s no rush.” He turned his head towards you, seeing that your eyes had closed. "But I don’t know. I’m not a love guru.”
“How do you know you have the willingness to love again?” you asked sleepily. Something about Minhyuk’s gentle, reassuring voice made you comfortable and at ease.
“Surprise” was all he responded with. You were confused, “Surprise?”
“Yes, surprise,” he kissed you on the lips, jumped up, and ran away.
Shownu: Your Soulmate
“Baaaaabe!” you yelled as you walked into the living where Shownu was on the couch, playing games on his phone. “Hmmmmm?” he mumbled. You stood right behind his back and hugged his broad shoulders, giving him a tight back hug,“Your favorite person in the whole wide world is hungry.” He put his phone away, “Who’s this favorite person you speak of?” he teased and flashed his eye smile at you. You responded with bringing your arms into a soft chokehold on his neck, “Me! Your girlfriend of 3 years!” He laughed, “Favorite is a very strong word. It’s hard for me to pick favorites,” and he flipped you upside down, laying you onto his lap. “But I do love this person whom I’m about to kiss right now,” and he planted a heavy kiss on your lips. You grinned and sat yourself up on his lap , “I’m hungry. I need more than just kisses.” Shownu cupped your face with his big hands, “You sound hangry. What do you want to eat?” Without an offbeat, you both said, “Chipotle.”
After stuffing both yoursleves with burritos, your giant bear-like boyfriend got up and stretched, “Kyahhhhh, I’m so full.” You patted his exposed tummy, “My boyfriend has a food baby. You look 4 months in, babe,” you smiled up at him. He rubbed his stomache, “Do you know how hard it’s been carrying our baby?” he joked along with you. “You’re working hard, babe,” you patted his butt, “Let’s go for ice-cream as your reward.” Shownu came up to you and gave you a hug, resting his chin on your head, “You know my cravings so well. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.”
“Mmm,” you thought, “You’re understanding, even though at times we have different views and opinons. You’re supportive, backing me up 100% in everything I choose to do. You’re a good listening, always letting me be vulnerable to you to let out all my emotions. You’re awkward, cute, silly, caring, funny–”
“I sound like a dream come true,” Shownu nodded in agreement. “Who is the luckiest girl that gets to marry me?” You waved a ring-less hand in front of this face, “Obviously, not me.” He chuckled, “Let’s go,” he took your hand and pulled you toward to doors. Suddenly you felt cold metal slip up into your ring finger. You look up at Shownu seeing the corners of his mouth stretched out from ear to ear, forming wrinkles in his eyes.
Summary: Sister Winchester. Sam and Dean’s sister goes to spend the evening with her boyfriend.
Warnings: Violence, abuse.
You skip down the hall with a huge smile on your face. Your boyfriend asked to take you on another date and you were excited. Things have been going great between the two of you.
“Is it okay if I go out with Austin tonight?” You ask Dean while walking in his room.
Dean looks up from his phone. “Depends. What does your boy toy have planned?”
“He’s not a boy toy.” You laugh. “We were to going to stay at his place and watch movies and chill.”
“You can watch movies here.” Dean states.
“Without you and Sam breathing down our necks.” You clarify.
You and Dean have a silent staring contest before he caves.
“Fine.” He exhales. “Be home before midnight.”
You give your brother a kiss on the check before heading out. “Thanks, Dean.”
“Don’t scratch Baby!” He calls.
You laugh as you grab the keys off the counter.
“I’ll be back later.” You call to Sam.
“Don’t do anything stupid!” He calls back.
You hop in the Impala and head towards your boyfriend’s house. A short time later you pull into his driveway. He meets you at the front door as you climb the steps.
“Hey, Y/N.” He smiles.
“Hey, Austin.” You laugh as you walk in.
You step into the living room and see a stack of movies and boxes of pizza on the coffee table.
“I hope pizza was okay.” He grins.
“Pizza’s great.” You say while grabbing a slice.
“What do you want to watch first?” He asks while you get comfortable on the couch.
“Hmmm.” You ponder. “The Ring?”
“Why a scary movie?” He whines.
“It’s not that scary.” You state. “I’ve seen scarier things.”
What your boyfriend doesn’t know is that you have actually seen scarier things. He doesn’t know that you and your brothers are hunters. He is completely unaware to the supernatural world around him.
“What about The Purge?” You offer.
“I’m cool with that.” He announces.
You roll your eyes as he starts the movie. He sits down next to you and you lean over against his shoulder. Munching on pizza, you enjoy the movie and getting to spend time with your boyfriend.
Your eyes open and see the closing credits roll across the screen.
“Did I miss it?” You mutter.
“Just the last hour.” He chuckles.
“You should have woke me up.” You say while shoving his shoulder playfully.
“Nah.” Austin smiles. “You’re cute when you’re asleep.”
“That’s a little creepy.” You laugh. “What time is it?”
“11:15.” He informs.
“Crap. I gotta go.” You explain. “I have to be back before midnight.”
“No.” He whines. “Break the rules for once.”
You lean over and give him a kiss. “I can’t unless you want my brothers breaking down your door.”
He stands up and kisses you again. “Come over Saturday then. We’ll spend the whole day together.”
“I can’t.” You repeat. “I’m going out of town with my brothers.”
He becomes angry for some reason. “Why do you always go out of town?”
You run a hand through your hair. “I can’t say, okay? I’ll be back.”
He shoves you back. “Is there something going on with you and your so called ‘brothers’?”
“What?!” You exclaim. “Dude they are my brothers. That’s sick that you would think that.”
“What do you want me to think, Y/N?” He yells. “You leave for days at a time without a word and when you come back you pretend nothing happened.”
“Because I have to!” You yell back. “I’m keeping you safe by not telling you anything.”
“LIAR!” He screams.
His hand lashes out and connects with your face. You fall back and hit the floor. Pain explodes in your eye as you try and gather your bearings. Instinct kicks in and you kick Austin in the knee, making him collasp as well. You try and get up, but Austin grabs you foot and pulls you down. He places a knee on your chest as you struggle against him.
“Austin, stop.” You plead. “You’re hurting me.”
“Good.” He hisses. “Now you know how I feel everytime you leave.”
“My brothers are going to kill you.” You gasp.
Suddenly there is a knife against your throat. “Not if you don’t tell them. I would hate to see what would happen to that pretty throat if you said anything.”
“You’re a psychopath.” You yell as tears spill down your face.
“You’re not going to say anything are you?” He questioned.
“No.” You sob.
He kisses your forehead. “Good girl.”
He gets off your chest and you quickly stand up. Your eye is throbbing as you hastily pull your boots on. Austin grabs your arm as you sprint to the door.
“Don’t say anything.” He warns. “I’ll make it ten times worse for you if you do.”
You nod and he places a sloppy kiss on your lips. “Come by when you get back.” He orders.
You nod and sprint out the door to the Impala. Slamming the car door, you lock it and start the engine. You throw the car in reverse and spin tires to get out of there as fast as possible. Sobs rack through your body as you try to keep control of the car.
“Stop the car before you wreck.” A voice orders.
You scream and hit the brakes praying that no one hit you from behind. Looking next to you, you see Gabriel in the passenger seat.
“What the hell?” You yell while trying to calm your nerves.
“Calm down.” Gabriel soothes. “You don’t need to be driving like this.”
“I’m fine.” You lie.
“That black eye says otherwise.” Lucifer chimes in from the backseat.
“How many Angels are in this car?” You snap.
“Just us.” Gabriel concludes.
“Leave me alone.” You say while wiping away the tears.
“Highly unlikely.” Lucifer smirks.
“Are you going to tell Sam and Dean?” Gabriel questions.
“God no.” You declare.
“Why not?” He asks. “That boy hit and threatened you.”
“You don’t understand.” You mutter. “He was just mad.”
“What’s gotten into you?” He snaps. “Any other guy would have been laid out in the floor dead.”
“We’ll go back and take care of him.” Lucifer offers.
“No, Luci.” You say. “He didn’t mean it. Please don’t say anything to my brothers.”
“You need to.” Gabriel insists. “Your brothers can handle that pip squeak.”
“NO.” You snap while hitting the steering wheel. “Don’t say a fucking word to my brothers.”
“Fine.” Lucifer huffs. “Tell them when you want, but if it goes too far, we’re stepping in.”
“Whatever.” You say.
You put the car in drive and continue down the road. You feel the swelling in your eye and think of how to hide it from Sam and Dean. Stopping in front of the bunker, you wipe the rest of the tears away and check your reflection in the mirror. There was a bruise forming around your eye, but most of the flush in your cheeks was gone.
“I just have to get to my room.” You say outloud.
“Good luck.” Lucifer laughes.
“It’s 11:58.” Gabriel adds.
“Shit!” You exclaim while jumping out of the car.
You run into the bunker and make a beeline for your room. You reach your bedroom as Dean walks around the corner.
“I’m home!” You yell before slamming your door.
Dean knocks on the door. “You okay?”
“I’m great.” You say to the door. “I’m going to bed.”
“ ‘Kay.” Dean says before walking off.
You turn around and find a box on your bed. On top is a folded note.
Stuff and instructions to hide that black eye. Hopefully you won’t need it for long. – Gabriel and Lucifer P.S. Grow a pair and tell your brothers. It’s for the best.
You can’t help but smile. Those two were like the extra brothers you never wanted, but were grateful for. You open the box and find a makeup kit with instructions. No wonder they mentioned instructions. They know that you struggle with girly things like makeup. You walk into the bathroom and change into your pajamas. Setting the box on the floor, you lock your door and hope to get some sleep.
I will have more parts to this up soon. Let me know what you think!!!
Pairing: Jimin x reader ft. members of Seventeen, Got7, and BTS
Summary: Based off of 2017′s Beauty and the Beast!
You wake up to hear to the birds chirping and the light streaming through the curtains. You blink several times before adjusting to the brightness of the room. You sigh and sit up.
You knew today was going to be no different from the day before, or week before, or several years before. Every single day was the same and you were growing tired of it. You wished, someday, you would be able to travel away from the small, quiet village.
Aside from your somewhat depressing thoughts, you got up and changed into your simple dress. It wasn’t too flashy or poofy like the other girls in the town, but it also wasn’t too out-of-date.
You washed up and put on your boots. As you skipped to the door, you grabbed your basket to get some materials while you were out.
You open the door and stare at the blue sky with a few clouds painted across. It’s enough to bring a small smile on your face. No matter how small the village was, you did enjoy the peacefulness.
Until is was eight o’ clock.
As you were walking down the cobblestone ground, you heard good mornings being shared and small conversations being held. You looked around, knowingly.
‘The baker should be out by now,’ you thought. Then, there he appeared and you immediately smiled. You walked over and bid him a good morning. You left the coins on the tray and took the roll of bread. You passed by the school and overheard some of the kids saying, “There goes that strange girl.”
“She is always dazed and distracted, can’t you tell?” the headmaster says. You mentally roll your eyes.
The townsfolk always knew you as the strange girl who is different from everyone else. You loved to read and almost always had your nose stuck in a book. You didn’t mind the judging stares people gave you when you passed by. If they kept the disrespect away from the rest of your family, it was fine with you.
You hear the daily arguing of the woman and the seller of the overpriced eggs as you enter the bookshop. It was probably the quietest place in town.
“Oh. Not surprised to see you here Y/N,” the bookkeeper, Wonwoo says with a smile on his face.
“Who else would come here besides me?” you smile back. He steps down the ladder and leans on his broom.
“So. What are you here for today?”
“I was just wondering if you had any new books arrive this week.”
“Sadly, no,” he frowns. “You can come back next week. I’m sure there will be books arriving.”
“Alright. But first,” you hand him the book you had borrowed a few days ago.
“You’re already done with it?” he asks in surprise. “It took me a least two weeks to finish it.”
“I read it in three days. It was too good to put down,” you sheepishly grin. You run your fingers over the spine of “To keep me busy, can I borrow this book?”
“Of course,” Wonwoo immediately agrees. “But didn’t you read that before?”
“I love this book. It’s probably my favorite one!” you smooth out the cover.
“You can keep it, if you’d like,” he offers.
“Of course!” he pats your head and pushes you out the door before you can start objecting.
“Thanks Wonwoo!” you wave and he waves back before going back to organize the little collection of books.
You skip through the town and wonder how life would be so perfect if were like a book. A normal girl who meets Prince Charming and after that, happily ever after. But you knew that life would never be so easy and perfect in just a snap of fingers. You in fact, knew that it would be harder for you to live a normal life. As hard you were trying to, people saw you as the strange girl of the town. Who cared if you were so pretty and attractive? You needed to blend in, which you weren’t so good at.
Maybe that was why you caught the eye of so many. One of the many being Jeon Jungkook.
He was a bit of a bother to the townspeople, but he somehow always got away with the things he did. To be honest, he was great at dancing, art, running, hunting, anything athletic, really. And on top of that, he was extremely good looking. Well, to everyone except for you and your family.
“Just look at her, Yugyeom,” Jungkook said with a smile that almost resembled a bunny. “One day, she’ll finally realize I’m the only one for her and say yes when I ask her out.”
“Her?” Yugyeom almost scoffs. He knew why Jungkook fell for her. She was beautiful, but she was also different. And Jungkook liked different. Yugyeom was friends with Jungkook, longer than he could even remember. There wasn’t a single thing that he didn’t know about him. So, he knew that Jungkook hated the three girls who always called after him whenever he went into the village. Jungkook always wanted a smart, independent girl who knew what she was doing. The three girls, however, were always screaming and giggling right behind him. And it annoyed him. A lot.
“What?” Jungkook asks a little discouraged.
“I mean…” Yugyeom hesitates. “She’s so… bright. And you… are bright in athletic terms.”
“It’s meant to be.” Jungkook grins and starts down the hill, on his horse. Yugyeom sighs at his friend and follows after him.
When they both entered through the gates, Jungkook explains his repeated story of how he fell in love with you.
“Right from that day at the bakery, I realized she was the one. She sure is different, but what’s good if she’s the same as the rest of the-”
“Three girls at two o'clock,” Yugyeom alerts him.
Jungkook turns that way and immediately regrets it. The three girls, was it Momo, Seolhyun, and Jennie? They weren’t ugly. Anyone could see that. In fact, they were known as the prettiest women in the whole village until you were seen out in the market. After that, the three girls were forgotten about. Nevertheless, the girls despised you. You had not only gotten the attention of the townspeople, but also had gotten the attention of Jeon Jungkook which they believed was theirs.
And that was the thing that made them flip.
“Jungkook-ah!” Seolhyun waves with a wide smile. If it was any other man, he would’ve fallen for her charms immediately. But it was Jungkook who had his eyes set on you only.
Jungkook barely nods and jumps off his horse. He still feels three pairs of eyes on him and he gestures at Yugyeom. This happened frequently, so Yugyeom knew what to do.
Heck. Even Jungkook’s horse knew what to do.
The horse started to dig its back heel into the mud and gradually got faster. Right when the three girls clambered out, the horse kicked with all his might and splattered mud all over their dresses.
“This is my favorite dress!”
“It’s in my mouth! And my hair!”
Yugyeom looks at them with pity. “I’m sorry ladies. But it’s never going to happen.”
Jungkook stifles his laugh at the sight. He swiftly turns around and tries to find you in the busy area. He then spots you and quickly jogs to the florist’s cart. He purchases a bouquet of several different flowers and weaves his way through the crowds of people to get to you.
“Y/N!” you hear making you stop for a second. Then, you realize whose voice that belonged to.
Your eyes widen and you make your legs walk faster. You think you’re getting away, but then you internally groan when you feel a hand on your shoulder.
Maybe it wasn’t an internal groan because you were sure you saw a flash of hurt in his eyes.
“Hello,” you force a strained smile.
“Hey,” he hands you the flowers rather nervously. “I was wondering if you had any plans for dinner tonight?”
“Yes,” You’re afraid you might’ve answered a bit too quickly because you saw the edge of his lip quirk up.
You hear him ask, uncertainly. You tried not to look in his eyes, because no matter how you disliked the guy, you couldn’t reject his doe-like eyes.
“No…” You look up for a nano second to see his confused expression and then start to run back home.
Jungkook smiles, almost sadly, at your retreating back.
“What did she say?” Yugyeom asks with a blank face.
Yugyeom squints at Jungkook for an answer and Jungkook shrugs in response.
“Said she’s busy.”
“Face it Jungkook,” Yugyeom shakes his head, showing pity towards his hopeless friend. “She doesn’t-”
“Hmm. Maybe, today wasn’t the day,” Jungkook interrupts, then turns to Yugyeom with a grin. “Wanna get lunch?”
You turn around to make sure Jungkook hasn’t chased you all the way home.
Which he has done before.
You trudge up the porch steps and sigh. “Soonyoung-oppa!”
You knock on the door when your brother doesn’t answer.
“YAH!” you pound on the door. “OPEN UP BEFORE I BURN ALL YOUR SHINEE RECORDS!”
The door opens ubruptly and you are met with the sight of Kwon Soonyoung.
Your older brother.
“YOU BETTER NOT! IF YOU DO-”
You push past him and collaspe on the small pile of folded clothes. The door shuts right in Soonyoung’s face when he turns around to yell at you. You lean against the wall and watch as Soonyoung flings open the door and storms in the house.
“WHERE ARE THE RECORDS!? DID YOU BURN THEM ALREADY!?” he shouts with a panicked expression.
You giggle at the sight. “Calm down. I didn’t burn them.”
He sighs out of relief.
“Yet,” you add with a grin.
Soonyoung shoots you a glare before he sits back down at his desk. There’s a moment of silence before Soonyoung speaks up. “It’s only morning. Why do you look so tired?”
“Jeon Jungkook,” you state, without opening your eyes. Soonyoung lets out a laugh, but doesn’t take his own eyes off of his drawing.
“He still likes you!?”
“I don’t know. All I know is that he likes to chase me around and try to eat dinner with me every other day.”
Soonyoung looks up at you and shakes his head with a silly grin on his face.“I never knew my sister was so popular.”
You open your eyes to glare at him. “I’m not. Don’t you hear the rumors?”
Soonyoung’s eyes slightly widen at your words. “What rumors?”
He’s no longer looking at his drawings and instead fixing his concerned eyes right at your defeated expression.
“The ‘Oh she’s so strange’ and ‘She doesn’t fit in anywhere.’ Or ‘Look at her. The only girl who has her nose in a book.’” you mimic the townspeople’s words.
Soonyoung’s expression only softens and a small smile appears on his face. “Y/N.”
You look up to meet his eyes.
“You’ll never influence the world by being just like it. Being different will do more change than being the same and blending in.”
You let the words settle in and watch as Soonyoung goes back to his drawings.
You look down at your hands. “Remember our parents?”
“Of course. I don’t remember much of them, but why do you ask?”
“Sometimes I think it would’ve been better if they hadn’t died,” you sigh. “Usually I think that it’s good that they passed away since they would be suffering right now too, with us. But then… I wonder if they hadn’t died, we wouldn’t have gone to auntie and uncle. Then, Shua and June wouldn’t have-”
“Y/N,” Soonyoung softly interrupts.
You look up, almost pleading with your eyes. “Please tell me what happened.”
“Don’t I deserve to know?” you say softly. “I was closest to both of them.”
“Just…” Soonyoung starts.
You look up hopefully.
“You’ll get to know the whole story one day. When we’re both ready,” he smiles.
You sigh in exasperation. Whenever you brought up your cousins, Soonyoung would shut right up and change the subject as quickly as he could.
You glare at Soonyoung as he gets up and carefully places the notebook full with the moves of his dances in his sack.
Soonyoung was a passionate dancer. He always made new choreographies and drew them out. After he completed a dance, he took them to a man named Seungcheol. Very rarely, he would actually meet Seungcheol when he dropped them off at his home. When he did happen to see Seungcheol, they would practice the dance and see how it actually looks when performed. They would work it out and sometimes gain a few other men to join them in the dance. They would perform it at the center of several villages and hopefully earn some money from gracious townspeople.
“I have to drop this off at Seungcheol’s cottage. I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon.”
You nod and go out the house with him to greet him goodbye. He mounted his horse and attached the small wagon.
“I’ll be stopping by any big markets I see while coming back. Do you want me to get you anything?”
You hum in thought. You had always asked him for books or certain materials that were very, very rare in such a small village like yours. But at that moment, you just wanted something simple that you didn’t see much of.
You gently scratch behind the horse’s ear before you answer.
“A rose,” you tilt your head up at Soonyoung. “Just one single rose.”
writing out my fireheart becomes a medicine cat au bc im stuck in an airport
- starts diverging when spottedleaf tells him about the prophecy. “fire alone will save our clan” Firepaw reveals that he sometimes has strange dreams and spottedleaf replies that medicine cats often have that happen.
- Firepaw is a little bit confused but is steadfast in becoming a warrior. However he grows to the idea of becoming one when he is punished to care for yellowfang. He cares for her and wonders if its his destiny to become a medicine cat realizing how nice it feels to help out
- He comes to a decision after he helps spottedleaf delievers brindleface’s kits, he will become a medicine cat apprentice to spottedleaf
- Spottedleaf is overjoyed, but not because shes in love with him, its because she has formed a mother-son bond with Firepaw
- Bluestar isnt very happy with this, Feeling that Firepaw must become a warrior, but sees how much spottedleaf supports the decision and reluctantly agrees
- Graypaw feels like he’s losing a best friend but tries to be there for him despite his sadness
- The events of into the wild happen as usual, firepaw still helps Ravenpaw escape.
- When Spottedleaf dies, Yellowfang becomes his new mentor.
- Fire and Ice starts with Firepaw (who hasnt gotten his name) still being allowed to go on the mission with graystripe. Firepaw becomes close friends with barkface and onewhisker over the journey. He is hurt that graystripe isnt talking to him as much.
- Brackenpaw is given to Graystripe, Cinderpaw is given to Willowpelt
- Firepaw faces his first loss with the greencough epidemic. Bluestar’s life loss and the loss of mistlekit and ashkit and Fernkit’s siblings deeply effects him and drives him into a depression
- The depression gets worse as he unravels more and more about tigerclaw’s schemes, he wonders if he should have chosen the path of medicine catship.
- Cinderpaw gets hit by a monster and instead of being forced to become a medicine cat, Firepaw helps her adapt. They become close friends and Firepaw becomes a mentor figure to her
- Graystripe is further driven to Silverstream and Firepaw realizes that he is meeting with a Riverclan cat
- In his depression he meets with Princess, who encourages him and gives him cloudkit, who bluestar reluctantly accepts.
Heres where shit hits the fan
- Brokenstar’s group attacks Thunderclan. Tigerclaw, finding the perfect diversion kills Bluestar while Firepaw watches.
- Yellowfang also dies. In her dying words she names Firepaw as Fireheart.
- Bluestar is now dead, Tigerclaw takes up the position of leader. The rogues are mostly driven away. The prisoners are publicly executed by Tigerclaw’s warriors. One by one. Brokenstar and blackfoot are among these prisoners.
- Tigerstar becomes leader and warns fireheart that if he tells anyone about bluestar, his neck will be snapped
- Fireheart doesnt tell anyone in fear and also because he’s the sole medicine cat and wants to protect his clan
- Fire and ice ends with Sandstorm and Dustpelt becoming warriors and Tigerstar declaring that Thunderclan will thrive.
- Whitestorm is declared deputy as he is a popular choice
- Cloudkit is surprisingly kept in the clans, the appease the queens.
- Forest of secrets starts
- Tigerstar doesnt start wars at first. He is a logical tactical leader, not the large ham he is in the dark forest. Also Goldenflower is expecting his kits.
- He rebuilds Thunderclan while keeping his medicine cat in fear
- Bluestar refuses to talk to Fireheart who’s paranoid for his own life.
- Cinderpaw has recovered enough to resume training.
- The only things that are keeping fireheart going are the love of his own clan, Cloudkit and Cinderpaw.
- Windclan is pleased with the rogues’ death and allys with Thunderclan
- Silverstream starts expecting kits.
- Graystripe confides in Fireheart. They have a good cry and become friends again.
- Cloudkit becomes Cloudpaw. He’s apprenticed to Mousefur
- Cinderpaw and brackenpaw become cinderpelt and brackenfur.
- Goldenflower gives birth. Fireheart delivers the kits and tigerstar gains somewhat of a respect for him. (but not really)
- Silverstream gives birth and dies. Graystripe is ran out of Thunderclan but the kits are kept.
- Forest of secrets ends with Tigerstar refusing to give up Graystripes kits, Starting a potential war with Riverclan.
- Rising storm beginns with a bang.
- Cloudpaw is caught talking with his mother and taking twoleg food. Despite Mousefur, Whitestorm and Fireheart’s protests, Cloudpaw is ran out of the clan. Tigerstar whispers something into Darkstripe and Longtails ears and follow Cloudpaw
- Shortly after Darkstripe and longtail run into camp, scars on their back and muzzles streaked with blood. They say that a dog attacked them while they were escorting cloudpaw out of territory and Cloudpaw’s dead.
- Mousefur, Sandstorm and Fireheart follow the trail and see Cloudpaw’s body. Mousefur says that those were cat wounds and Fireheart points out the fur between Cloudpaw’s claws.
- Mousefur and sandstorm deduce that Longtail and Darkstripe were told by Tigerstar to kill Cloudpaw. Fireheart collaspes into cloudpaw’s fur and tells mousefur and sandstorm everything.
- All three come back home after burying Cloudpaw.
- A fire rages on Thunderclan’s territory and Fireheart saves Bramblekit, who starts to admire him.
- Riverclan forces Thunderclan to give up Stormkit and Featherkit in exchange got staying on their territory for a while. Things are still tense and Greystripe is nowhere to be found.
-Bramblekit starts finding an interest in herbs and starts asking Fireheart to mentor him. He reveals to Fireheart that he had a strange dream. A blue cat told him that “The flames may ebb but a spark can always light them again.” Fireheart also finds remeanments of the fire still flickering after a half a moon.
and thats it so far. that was long. And my flight got delayed again