do you guys see how he does a little hop before bowing

NCT Reaction to you dancing to Cherry Bomb

Anonymous requested: hello mom i’ve been thinking about this and ur the only person i trust with doing it if u have time can u do an nct reacting to you covering their dance part in cherry bomb !! thank you oml ily

A/N: This may suck ass, idk, I don’t usually do reactions but somehow I got roped into this. Hopefully this was what you wanted? 

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Taeil

  • Okay actually a cheerleader? Cmon now. #HeyMickey makes a comeback. I feel like with Taeil, he probably was the one that taught you the dance, like it was a bonding moment because why not. ‘Since we can’t really go out and have dates, teach me the dick popping dance babe pls.’ so after spending hours teaching you the moves over and over, most of the time just ends in you both falling apart in giggles and jokes, seeing you finally have the dance down pat and nailing it gives him a sense of pride and adoration. He’s proud he could teach you. He’s happy he got to spend time with you. And he’s over the moon that his babe can dance the choreo better than him now. Nailed it. 

Johnny

  • The ultimate hype man holy shiz. Even if you suck butt and trip over yourself, we all know he’s going to be yelling like you are k i l l i n g it. Just imagine him catching you one day, dancing to the song for tf of it, and try to do the splits and fall =and you just hear Johnny’s loud ass behind you, hopping up and down and if you’re happy and you know it clapping his hands like a seal, he’s so hyped you did it even if you flop like, ‘do you know how many pants we ripped?? you did better than any of us and you didn’t even have to practice it! legend! woo!’

Taeyong

  • Taeyong’s one for praising people, that much is known, and the fact that you learned his part for a dance that doesn’t repeat a move has him feeling incredibly proud. The second your back bows and you drop to the ground exactly how he does before the iconic split move, he’s losing his damn mind, hooting and hollering like he’s a cheerleader and you just scored the final touchdown of the winning game. 

Yuta

  • Let’s be real, Yuta would be so fcking flatter and proud that you wanted to learn his choreo, let alone actually go through with it. And just to fck with him, obviously you had to steal his shirt to do it, because duh? So after pushing eveything against the wall in the livingroom, you come out decked in his hat and that god forsaken sleeveless shirt, popping hips and dicks and just nailing it #ImTheBiggestHitOnTheStage mofos and he’s just stunned into silence watching this go down. ‘okay, that was amazing. but uh….babe, don’t take this bad but ngl that rlly turned me on. we have an issue over here now. pls. help. 

Doyoung

  • Quick question, am I the only one that calls Doyoung the wine mom? Every group has one. If you know what I’m talking about you k n o w. Anyways. I swear with Doyoung, it’d probably been a damn bet or something. ‘Bet I can dance it better, you little cherry seed b i t c h.’ And the war began lmao. He may beat you hard but just seeing how competitive this became and how happy you are while you nail the choreo(though Doyoung still says he pops dick better so :P), he caves and ‘lets’ you win. He’s salty in the end but warmth bubbles in his chest at you just knowing his choreography from supporting him so much. 

Jaehyun

  • Honestly Jaehyun got so damn hyped when you threw it out there that you wanted to learn the choreo for the lols. But, turns out Jaehyun is a shit teacher. And in the end, it’s just a mess of limbs and sweat and like three moves have been accomplished, but he’s had so much fun spending more time with you, and loves that with anything in the world to do, you chose to spend it failing to learn the dance with him. He’ll get ice cream later to apologize that he sucks, but hey, it was fun. 

WinWin

  • Why do I feel like WinWin would be the guy that just teaches you all the choreo for the fck of it? Like ‘babe i’m practicing, come do it with me pls’ because why not. So I think you’ll have a damn good grasp on the dance, and when he catches you just dancing to the song on your own, he’s just tickled pink that you remember every move even without him there talking you through it, and heck, seeing you dance his part just fills him with joy. 

Mark

  • Jeez can you imagine excited baby Mark teaching you the dance? Like he’s another that’d teach you the dances, I feel like that’d be a good way to stay focused, ‘alright, i’m learning 15 different choreos rn and im going to teach you them so it helps me remember whats what. okay? okay. leggo.’ You’ll be like his test dummy to match pace and skill, and know what to tweak, and especially when he’s practicing, you can catch him if he messes up, ‘that’s not the move you taught me! what is that!’. So on a final run through together, side by side and looking like each other’s shadow, you both finish the choreo perfectly and he’s so excited that 1.) he taught you choreo 2.) he got to spend so much time with you 3.) he’s got the choreo down pat and 4.) you fcking nailed the choreo. He’s such a proud baby god my heart…

Haechan

  • When you get to hang out, 8/10, it’s during practice and it’s just you chilling in the room while Haechan is running through dances. Or when you’re at the dorm/home, and he’s squeezing in some last minute/extra practice. It’s expected that you’ll pick some of it up from seeing him do it so much. So, when he’s running late, and comes in to see you just chilling and listening to the album and very sloppily copying the moves you’ve seen him do over and over, he becomes this giddy lil sunshine at the sight. ‘hey, i made it. but that kinda sucked. lemme show you how to do it right, cmon.’ 

Kinktober #30: Costume (this is SFW!)

Whoops, I backtracked! I’m climbing aboard the goth Kageyama train! I’m also mooching off Ally’s cheerleader Hinata idea, so this is a goth/cheerleader AU~ 


“This party is so wild!”

There is a vampire talking to Kageyama. Shouting, actually. The volume level is sort of necessary, because the environment around them is currently the definition of a rager—lights strobing and whirling, music thumping and loud, bodies pressing in on all sides.

But they are standing right next to each other, and Kageyama very much does not want to be talked to, and so he finds the level of shoutiness uncalled for at best and exhausting at worst.

“What are you supposed to be?” Dracula asks him. “Some kind of, like, emo kid?”

Kageyama stares at him. “What?”

Kageyama is not an “emo kid”. He doesn’t buy anime t-shirts and cheap makeup from Hot Topic. His eyes are lined dark and precise, and his lips are full matte black, without a hint of smearing or feathering. It makes the silver hoop ring in his lower lip stand out even more. It takes work to get his look this clean, but he has a lot of practice, because—

“I’m not a—”

“Kageyama?”

Someone calls his name, distracting him from what would have likely been a well deserved dressing down of Edward Cullen. He turns towards the source of the voice, and almost spills his drink.

“Oh, hey, Hinata—” the vampire starts to say, but he’s instantly brushed aside as Hinata Shouyou shoves past him to stand directly in front of Kageyama, staring down at him where he’s sitting.

“You—you decided to show up, huh?!” Hinata asks. He sounds like he’s trying to cover his shock with some kind of accusation, which is stupid, because it’s Hinata’s party and he’s the one who invited Kageyama.

“I had nothing better to do,” Kageyama says, in what he hopes is a very bored and unconcerned tone of voice. He’s not sure he succeeds, because Hinata is wearing… quite the costume.

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Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my dear followers! You guys are amazing and I love you all. <3 

Quick shout out to my girl @noenoemi for helping me find the cards. They do not belong to me and were found through Google.


Jonathan wasn’t the biggest fan of Valentine’s Day; though it had more to do with the fact that he rarely had anyone to celebrate with, than the idea of it being a made up holiday for stores to sell overpriced candy and cards to the unsuspecting public.

He dreaded the day, because it just reminded him how horribly lonely he was, and how his romantic life was virtually nil. It also emphasized how deeply in love he was with his best friend, with no hope for the future due to the fact that said best friend was straight, and completely unavailable.

Which is why, when he opened his locker on the tenth of February, he was extremely surprised to find a small red envelope sitting among his books.

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anonymous asked:

I loved your Jason Todd one!! Could you please write one where the reader is best friends with Dick and Jason gets really jealous of their friendship (even though it's strictly platonic)

shitty ending is shitty but I alSO REALLY LIKE THIS ONE WOWIE.

Title: Repaired

theme: Idk jason being a jealous dick but he redeems himself, dick!friendship


Digging around the Manor’s attic was a favorite pastime of yours when Jason was away; it helped to sway your mind away from how much danger he was possibly in, or what he could be doing at this moment. It also gave you some ideas of how Jason had been as a teen, when Bruce had found him stealing tires off the Batmobile. Distantly, you ran your hands over a covered picture frame, looking around and deciding where you would explore next.

Eyes scanning the room, your eyes caught a dusty rocking chair in the corner, surrounded by Lovecraft and Bronte, and you felt yourself drawn to it, blowing some dust off of it. It was well loved, and you felt your heart squeeze as you hustled to the Attic entrance. Kneeling, you flipped your head down out of the hole, finding Alfred dusting a candelabra.

“Alfred, this rocking chair up here, the one with all the books around it?” You questioned, hair hanging in your eyes, “Did it belong to Jason?”

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Cake

Pairing: Jim x Reader 

Word Count: 2643

Warnings: Some swearing, fluff

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

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

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

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

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Wildfire - Derek Hale x Reader

As always, thanks to @julieanncupcake!

Pairing: Derek Hale x Female Reader

Inspired by Wildfire by Seafret


“Mates?” Derek stared at the veterinarian completely dumbfounded, his mind racing as he tried to comprehend what Deaton had just said.

“Yes, you’re each other’s mates. You were made to be together” His tone was calm as he observed the alpha, carefully watching his reaction.

“But we’re hardly even friends” Deaton sighed, resting his fists against the cool, metal examination table.

“Have you been hearing her heartbeat throughout the day, no matter how far apart you are? Have you been feeling the need to protect and provide for her? Have you-“

“Yes! Okay, I get it” Derek’s words rang around the consolation room as dread swirled in his stomach. How the hell was he going to tell (y/n)-someone who he rarely spent time with-that the universe had decided that they were made for one another and were destined to be together?


(Y/n) shivered as she made her way through Beacon Hills preserve, a new creature had been spotted around town and Scott thought it was hiding it the woods which naturally meant that the pack had to spend their evenings searching for it. She pulled her thin jacket across her chest, ducking her head as she braced herself against the wind. Derek seemed completely unfazed as he walked beside her. She glanced at him, her mind thinking back to how strangely he’d been acting recently. For the last couple of weeks, he’d avoided her entirely, groaning in disgust as he was paired with her to search the woods. He hadn’t said a word to her yet, instead falling into a deep, brooding silence. His stare was settled straight ahead, not sparing her a second glance.

Derek was doing everything he could not to look at her. His wolf was crying out for him to hold her and cover her in his scent but he couldn’t. He wasn’t going to force her to be with him, especially when she wasn’t showing any signs of returning his feelings. Deaton had assured him that it was normal for a human to take longer to respond to the bond once it was triggered but she was nothing other than her usual happy self towards him.  He allowed himself a moment of weakness, sneaking a glance to his side. His wolf howled in alarm when he saw her shivering. Derek didn’t stop to think before he was pulling his jacket off. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she watched him extend his arm and offer her his coat.

“I’m okay” Derek raised his eyebrows, clearly not believing her.

“You’re shivering, take it. I’ll be fine” She watched him for a moment before taking his jacket. Slipping it over her shoulders, she sighed in contentment as it engulfed her in warmth.

“Thank you” Her words were quiet and shy as if she was scared of aggravating him. Derek instantly felt guilty, he was being rude and he didn’t want her to suffer because he couldn’t control his feelings.

“So-uh-what do you think it is?” A small, pleased smile formed on her lips as she thought for a moment.

“I have no idea,” (Y/n) let out a quiet laugh “But I guess it’s not a wolf as you guys would be able to sense that, right?”

Derek was about to respond to her when he heard something rapidly approaching them. Without thinking, he moved in front of her, more than ready to shield her from whatever was coming towards them. He jumped in surprise when he felt her hand grasp his. Instinctively, he squeezed her hand in reassurance while he tried to ignore the waves of contentment rolling over him from her touch. His eyes darted across the expanse of trees in front of them, searching for the threat. Embarrassment flooded his veins when a deer ran past them. Bowing his head, he stepped away from her, reluctantly releasing her hand as they started to walk again.

“Sorry, false alarm” He kept his eyes trained on the floor.

“No problem, I’m glad you’re here with me. I don’t know what I would do if I was out here on my own” She offered him a sweet smile as she burrowed further into his jacket. Derek’s heart fluttered as he wondered whether that was a response to the mate bond, it was the first possible sign she’d shown and it was making his wolf go wild.

They fell into a comfortable silence as they made their way deeper into the woods, (y/n) eventually having to turn on her torch so they could see where they were going. She wasn’t paying attention as they walked, choosing to watch the stars littering the sky above them instead. It would’ve been fine if it hadn’t rained earlier in the day which had made the ground slippery and waterlogged. As they walked down a small hill, her feet gave out from underneath her and she slipped down the muddy slope. Derek rushed to her side as an assortment of curses made their way past her lips.

“Where does it hurt?” She flexed her wrists, testing for any sign of pain when she found none she wiped her muddy hands on her jeans.

“My right ankle is a bit sore but-“ Before she could finish the rest of her sentence, Derek had scooped her into his arms. He ignored her shouts of protest as he abandoned their search and started to make his way back towards his jeep. He tried to appear calm but he was panicking, the thought of her being in pain terrified him and made him fasten his steps.

He set her down in the passenger seat of his car, turning her towards him slightly so he could reach her leg. (Y/n) watched as he gently touched her ankle, his eyes widening when he noticed the scrape running across it. Derek cursed under his breath before rushing to the boot of his car to find his first aid kit. His movements were frantic as he swiped an antiseptic wipe across her ankle. She called his name softly as he started to dress her ankle. He was so focused on taking care of her that he didn’t hear anything she was saying. (Y/n) reached forward, taking his face in her hands.

“Derek. Derek, look at me. I’m fine” Her eyes searched his as he pulled in a deep breath and pinched his eyes shut. Concern clouded her eyes, but she let her hands drop, knowing Derek wasn’t a big fan of physical contact. He didn’t open his eyes, instead, he bowed his head while bracing himself against the door frame, effectively trapping her inside. “Do you want to tell me what that was about?”

Derek gave a slight shake of his head before stepping away from her and pulling deep breaths in through his mouth as he tried to clear his senses of her scent.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what got into me” She hopped down from the raised seat, wincing as jolts of pain made their way down her ankle. Derek was by her side instantly, supporting her with an arm around her waist.

“It’s okay, you’re cute when you’re worried” His cheeks flushed red as she giggled softly. Leaning into his touch, she pressed a kiss to his cheek before hobbling back to the car. She hung her legs out of the car while Derek leant against the back doors.

“How long do you think the others will be?” She pulled his jacket tighter around her chest as she snuggled into the seat. He rounded the car, climbing inside and flicking the heater on.

“I have no idea but we might as well be warm while we wait”

The pack were shocked when they returned to the meeting point and found (y/n) and Derek in fits of laughter. After the two of them had calmed down, they all shared what little information they managed to gather before arranging to meet tomorrow evening at Derek’s loft for a pack meeting.  

(Y/n) reached to open her door so that she could get a lift with Stiles and Scott, but Derek stopped her, circling his hand lightly around her wrist.

“I’ll take you home” She was about to tell him that he didn’t have to when she realised she wanted to spend more time with him, even if it was only a ten minute car journey. Relaxing back into her seat, she laughed softly as Derek started to tell her a story of how much trouble he and Laura got into when they were little and were still learning how to control their abilities. She savoured the moment, he hardly ever spoke about his family and if he did, he usually retreated into himself as he was overcome with grief. But in that moment, despite still feeling the pain of loss, Derek could relive the happy memories and share them with someone else-someone he hoped he would be able to share or even create more memories with.

As the weeks passed, (y/n) found herself spending more and more time at the loft, it became her safe haven, offering her an escape from the chaos of university and the pack’s problems. Derek never complained when she showed up, instead, opening the door wider and offering her a drink as she set her work on his table. Some days she got her work done, on others she would chat with Derek while he prepared dinner for the two of them. Over time she got to know him, seeing behind the cold exterior he displayed to the world. Whenever she got to the loft, the stress of the day fell away and she felt safe, protected almost. Nothing bad could happen if Derek was there. She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t developed a small (massive) crush during the time she was with him.

A result of spending time with him meant that she panicked whenever he got hurt.

Deaton had called her in the middle of one of her classes, telling her that Derek had been poisoned by some kind of wolfsbane. She didn’t stop to listen to whatever else he had to say, hanging up and rushing out of the classroom while offering her lecturer an apologetic smile.

She was breathless as she made her way into the clinic, bounding into the consultation room. Her heart stopped when she saw Derek lying motionless on the metal examination table. A shiver ran through her body, freezing her to her very core. She couldn’t breathe, her vision blurring as the possibility of losing Derek rushed through her mind. Deaton rushed to her side, reminding her to pull in deep breaths. He guided her to sit down, his eyes locking with hers as he brought her back to the present.

“Th-thank you” She struggled to get her words out as her eyes flickered to Derek and the panic returned just as quickly as it had left.

“(Y/n), he’ll be fine. I promise. He just needs a little time to come round” She nodded her head, missing the knowing look lingering in the veterinarian’s eyes. Standing on shaky legs, she dragged her chair towards Derek. She took hold of his hand, pressing a light kiss to the back of it. The touch brought her a sense of comfort as her eyes scanned his face for any sign of pain. Deaton rested his hand on her shoulder, squeezing it softly before leaving to check on the animals.

It took an hour for Derek to wake up, his eyes slowly fluttering open as his hand wrapped tightly around (y/n)’s. He tried to sit up, only to groan when the movement caused the room to spin.

“Easy, easy” As he relaxed back against the table, a small, smug smile made its way onto his face.

“You’re worried about me” She let out an exasperated sigh, throwing him a glare. Standing up, she ran her fingers through her hair.

“Of course I was worried! I got a call from Deaton in the middle of my class saying that you’d been poisoned by one of the most deadly kinds of wolfsbane and then when I get here you’re lying motionless on a table-“

Derek braced himself as he sat up and reached for her hand. “I’m okay-hey, look at me” When she reluctantly brought her eyes to his, he smiled at her softly before bringing her hand to rest above his heart. They both tried to ignore the fact that he wasn’t wearing a shirt as she visibly relaxed after feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her hand.

“How did you get poisoned?” As her hand slipped away from his chest he caught it in his own, entwining their fingers. A smile threatened to form on his face when he heard her heartbeat pick up.

“Must be new hunters in town, I was running in the woods when suddenly I was hit with an arrow. I barely made it here before I collapsed” Fear ran through her body as she thought of what might have happened if he hadn’t got to the clinic in time. Derek squeezed her hand softly. “I’m okay”

“I know, it’s just you’re my-you’re my,” She let out a sigh of aggravation as she struggled to find the right words. “You’re my Derek”

He tried desperately to ignore the trickle of hope that ran through him as he hung on every word she said. She tried to pull away from him, needing space to think, but he kept hold of her hand.

“I don’t know how to describe it Derek but I need you-whenever I’m without you I feel this emptiness like I’m missing something. But then when I’m with you, I feel safe and happy-happier than I am anywhere else”

“I love you too” She froze, her eyes locking with his. Slowly, a smile pulled at her cheeks while a blush spread across them. Derek pulled her closer, winding his arms around her waist. Her hands settled on his shoulders before threading through his hair.

“I love you” Her words were slow as her heart fluttered in her chest. She paused for a moment as she admired the smile resting on his face. “It feels stronger than that like we’re bound together”

A content laugh bubble in his chest, his arms pulling her impossibly closer. “We’re mates”

Her brow furrowed as she smiled at him. His hands dropped to her hips as he looked up at her. 

“We’re like the soulmates. It happens to werewolves, there’s someone we’re connected to-destined to be with”

She laughed softly, her eyes growing wide as she processed what he’d said. He joined her laughter as he rested their foreheads together. “Are you sure you want me because once we start making things,” He paused, embarrassment flooding his cheeks. “Uh-physical. There’s no going back, we’ll be connected for life”

Derek’s heart started to beat frantically as he watched a heart breaking smile pull at her cheeks and make her eyes sparkle.

“Sounds good” He leant in closer, his lips brushing hers.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah” Their lips connected, their hearts seeming to beat in sync as (y/n) melted against his touch.

Letter

It’s Valentines day and I’m forever alone so I’m writing super fluffy things and one heartbreak because I'm evil


Another owl lands in front of you holding a red envelope. You offer the bird a treat and take the envelope. This was the 5th one today, apparently, boys thought you were quite a catch and kept sending you Valentine’s day cards. You only had sights on one boy, who was head over heals for another girl. You could sense the cliche. 

“Oo! Another one huh y/n” your friend teases. 

You roll your eyes and tear open the envelope. A smoke unicorn hops out of the envelope and prances around. You stare in awe as it leaves a trail of pink smoke. It stops in front of you and bows before disappears in a puff of smoke and leaves a small card that smells of Cinnamon. You pick up the card and look at it. The border is a shimmery gold and the writing is messy but a cute messy 

Your heart is so golden that a Niffler would paw at your heart

Seeing you makes my stomach flutter like I have a million Billywigs inside

I get so nervous around you I wish I could turn invisible like a Demiguise 

You’re more magnificent than a Thunderbird 

I would be honored if you would meet me outside of Honeydukes this Valentines. 

“Who was that from?” you friend asks. You look all over the card but couldn't find a name. 

“I don’t know” you reply. 

Names crossed your mind as you were trying to figure out who sent the letter. A certain animal lover with floppy hair and shy demeanor crossed your mind but you shook it away, he probably liked someone else. 

“Are you going to go?” They ask. 

“Yeah, I think I will.” 

You spent the rest of the day wondering who sent the letter to you. You walked into potions and sit down. 

“Okay class, since its almost valentines day. I thought we could brew Amortentia” your professor says. 

“Does anyone know what Amortentia is?” your professor asks. 

A boy in the back raises his hand, “Amortentia is the world’s strongest love potion. It smells like what the person loves most”. 

“Fantastic, 10 points to Hufflepuff” they say. They write down the intricate steps on the board. 

“Once you successfully finish and I check it off, you will write down what you smell. It will be confidential, Please begin.” 

You turn to your partner and see they’re deep in conversation with a boy. You roll your eyes and get up to grab the ingredients.  You grabbed some rose thorns and powdered moonstone. You were searching for peppermint when someone tapped your shoulder. You turned and see Newt Scamander standing behind you holding out the last ingredient you needed. 

“Um, Thanks Newt” you say taking the leaves. 

“No problem, I saw you were looking for some and I had extra so” he explains.

You both awkwardly stand in silence before Newt breaks the silence. 

“I better get back to my potion. You know, before my partner blows up the cauldron. Again.” Newt says. 

You giggle at the memory of his partner blowing his eyebrows off. Newt turns and his eyes widen. 

“WAIT DARVIN THATS THE WRONG INGREDIENT!” Newt yells as he scrambles over to Darvin before he could ruin the potion. 

A small smile appears as you watch Newt focus on his potion. He looked up at you and you averted your eyes. You walked back to your desk and started the potion. 

“Well done Y/n, Now, write down what you smell and turn it in.” Your professor tells you. 

You nod and pull out some parchment. You leaned over your potion. Cinnamon, lavender, freshly cut wood and something else you couldn’t figure out. You wrote down what you smelled and stood up to turn in your potion and your paper. 

“Ah Y/n, I need your help. Can you please organize these papers by alphabetical order, please” Your professor orders. 

You pick up the papers and go through them. You tried only looking at the names but when you came across Newt’s, it was hard to resist. You looked down and saw what he wrote. 

“Rain, freshly baked cookies, and perfume” you murmur quietly. 

Perfume? Your heart sank a little, you didn’t really wear perfume. Only on special occasions so he must have smelled someone else’s perfume. You finished organizing the papers and left. 

You flopped down on your bed and pulled out the little card you got this morning. You smiled at the words. You decided to meet up with this mystery man tomorrow. You fell asleep with the card still clutched in your hand. You failed to notice that the handwriting on the card was similar to writing you saw earlier today. 

You stood outside honeydukes fidgeting with your hands. They didn’t give you a specific time, what if we miss each other? What if this was all a joke? Maybe one of your friends was messing with you. You felt the stares from couples walking past you. You felt awkward so you went into Honeydukes. 

You walked around and hid in a corner. You felt silly waiting for someone you weren’t even sure was coming. You bought some chocolate frogs so the lady wouldn’t think it was weird you were just standing in the store for so long. You walked out and started heading back to the castle. 

“Y/N! Wait!” You turned around and saw a very flustered Newt. 

“I’m sorry I was late, er well, I’m sorry I didn’t put a time on the card. You see i was so focused on actually getting myself to write a letter to you that I forgot to put important details” Newt explains in a rushed voice. 

“You sent the note? With the smoke unicorn?” you ask. 

You were skeptical, there is no way your crush could have sent that. Way to cliche. 

“Why yes I did. D-did you not like?” He asks, his face falling a bit. 

“No No, I adored it! It was so beautiful. How did you manage to conjure something like that?” you ask. 

Newt smiles and pulls out his wand. His face changes to his look of concentration and he drew a small unicorn. It pranced around and disappeared. 

“I asked Flintwood to teach me. I saw all those other guys ask you and I felt like I needed to do something special” Newt admits. 

“You didn’t have to do anything special Newt. You are one of the most amazing people I have ever met. I mean your so smart and cute and a little awkward and you know so much about animals,” you say. You notice Newt staring at you. 

“Sorry, that must sound really creepy” you say looking at the ground. 

“Do you really think that about me?” Newt asks, almost afraid of your answer. 

You look back up and nod your head, “Of course I do. You are something extraordinary Mr. Scamander” you say. 

“Oh! I almost forgot!” Newt exclaims. 

He sticks his wand in his mouth and rummages through his bag. He tried speaking but it was muffled by the wand. He pulls out a little journal with a bow on it. 

“Mrf-hrfe bhm” Newt tries to say. 

“Newt, wand” you remind him. He takes his wand out of his mouth and sticks it behind his ear. 

“I was trying to say, I would have wrapped it but I learned I am quite horrible at wrapping” He explains. you open up the journal and notice there are moving creatures on every page. 

“Newt this is amazing. I didn’t get you anything. Oh I feel horrible now” you say.

“It’s okay, I wanted to get you it and you don’t have to get me anything” Newt says. 

“Well thank you so much Newt” you lean and kiss his cheek. His blush returns and he starts fidgeting again. 

“I have some chocolate frogs, here” you say handing him one. 

“Thank you y/n, I’ll cherish it forever” Newt jokes 

“Care to accompany me to the three broomsticks?” you ask. 

“I would love to” he replies. You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers. 

“Would you ever like to be on a chocolate frog?” you ask randomly. 

“It would certainly be an achievement, but what could i do that would deem me worthy of such a thing?” Newt asks. 

“Oh, i’m sure you’ll do something amazing Newt,” you say “Maybe it will have to do with Beasts” you suggest. 

“Ah yes, I see it now, Small boy on chocolate frog card for helping magical creatures” Newt says rather dramatically. You let out a laugh that makes Newt smile more. 

“That perfume, you’ve worn it before right?” Newt asks. 

“I wore it the first day of school, I think” you reply, “Why?” 

“No reason” Newt says. 

You shrug it off and put your head on Newts shoulder. You breathed in his coat smell and almost tripped when you recognized the smell. You smiled to yourself and held Newts hand a little tighter. 


FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF OMFG. I am. *sings off key* Forever alone. Happy Valentines y’all Hope someone treats you like Newt Scamander would. 

Bad Girl Ch 6: Playing Gangster

“I’m done with this Yongguk oppa, we set the price and the date together, there is no reason the shipment shouldn’t be here yet,” I remind the elder.

He chuckles nervously and runs his hand through his hair, “Jooyoung-ah don’t be so cruel with your oppas, you know we would never wrong you in anyway. There was just an issue with the ships, just give us one more day and we will have it for you.”

I nod, “I have no issue with waiting, my issue is handing over the money. I don’t pay until I have what I want.”

“You don’t trust me?” He snaps.

Jiho takes a step forward but I hold my hand out to stop him. I cross my arms over my chest and scan the faces of the five men in front me, noting that their youngest member is missing. “I don’t trust anyone that isn’t part of my gang. This matter isn’t up for debate Oppa, I’ll give you your money when I receive my product like we have done a dozen times before, don’t make this difficult. Why are you in such dire need of this money?” My group behind me seems to come closer, preparing for some kind of out break.

Yongguk groans and combs his fingers through his hair again, “These little bastards, some new gang that is trying to get a hold of our territory, took Zelo. They sent us notes about a ransomed either 100,000 dollars for his head or our territory.”

“I know you guys have that much, what is the problem?”

“We are short 10,000 due to some issues but we need that money to get him back tonight, so please Jooyoung-ah, do this for us this once,” I surprised when the prideful man drops to his knees and bows his head.

“This is not our problem,” Jiho warns me but I ignore him and look behind me, past him, to Hanbin who is watching intensely.

“Hanbin oppa, go find the kid,” I command.

“Jooyoung,” Jiho snaps.

“I’m not paying the ransom for them, just go bust in and get the kid. This new gang could cause some problems for us if they are already starting trouble with people as powerful as BAP. Plus I’m not just doing it out of the kindness of my heart, we will be receiving a very good deal when the next few shipments come in, right Yongguk oppa?” I smile bitter-sweetly at the older man.

He nods eagerly, revealing his gummy smile, “Thank you so much white dragon.” The other five quickly drop to their knees along side him and bow so their foreheads rest on the dirty ground of the warehouse we are occupying.

I click my tongue and nudge them with my heel, “None of that, I will see you tomorrow for the shipment, all of you, so rest easy night. But just a little reminder, if something like this ever happens again while my beloved back dragon is here this won’t end so nicely, got it?” Turning on my heel I face the eight men that usually accompany me on my business adventures. They follow me, well Jiho is actually leading, to the SUV that is waiting out side the warehouse. Jiho opens the back door for me to slide in the middle while the others go around to climb in the back or sit on my other side. Bobby is on my left while Junhoe is on my right, Hanbin takes the front, which means the other three were forced in the back. The minute Jiho gets into the drivers seat we lock eyes in the review mirror.

“You have to stop being so nice,” He scolds me.

“I wasn’t that nice, I gave him a pretty good threat at the end, right Junhoe-ya?” I elbow the younger.

He nods quickly, “Of course, you were terrifying; had me shaking in my boots.”

“Don’t feed into her delusion,” Hanbin glares at the poor boy.

“You’re just mad that you can’t go out tonight now,” I lean forward and poke Hanbin’s cheek teasingly. He tries to bite my finger, earning a flick on the forehead from Jiho.

“I know she’s being a little mouthy but you bite her, I’ll beat you,” Jiho threatens.

“Calm down guard dog,” I pat him on his head, “How about some lunch? I’m starving.”

“We actually have to go get ready for tonight,” Bobby reminds us, “So if you could drop us off near head quarters that would be great.”

Jiho nods, “Sure thing, pretty bird you actually have plans so you wouldn’t have been able to anyway.”

I lean forward and rest my elbows on the center console, “Oh really, with whom?”

He flicks my forehead while the others pull me back and secure my seat belt, “The boss man of course.”

The drive to head quarters in aggressively playful, Hanbin tries not to smile as I tease his men and harass Bobby to the extreme. By the time we get there Hanbin, Chanwoo and Jinhwan are dying of laughter while the others about fling themselves out of the still moving car to get away from me. The minute the car stops Bobby and Junhoe basically fall out of the car but quickly try to recover by brushing the dirt off their suits. The others quickly follow, bowing before heading into the tall building. I climb into the front seat, ignoring Jiho’s whining about how I should have got out and walked around.

I straighten my clothes and flash him a smile, “So where is my beloved?”

“At home, he said he was going to cook you lunch,” Jiho answers as he rolls his eyes and pulls back into traffic. I stare absentmindedly out the window when he starts humming my favorite song.

“What song is that?” I ask.

“I don’t know, I heard it a long time ago and I just kind of stuck. Why, does it sound familiar or something?”

I shake my head, “You just hum it all the time and I really love it. I find it comforting.”

He chuckles, “Really?”

“Yep, because it makes me think of you and you always make me feel safe. I know I don’t tell you this enough Jiho oppa but I love you, like a brother of course but I want you to know that I love and appreciate everything you do for me.” I lean across the console to peck his cheek.

“Where is all of this coming from?”

“Zelo’s situation made me think about when I was kidnapped and how you saved me.”

Again he chuckles, but this time there is an edge to it, “I let you get kidnapped.”

“No, you protected me. Because of you, I made it out of there alive and I’m eternally grateful.”

He is silent for a minute and stares back at me until the light turns green, “Stop with all of this emotional stuff, you’re hurting my heart.”

“Come on Oppa, say it back,” I pout playfully as I take his hand, “You are the best big brother a girl could ask for, I love you.”

“Stop confessing to me,” He pulls his hand away and flicks me, “I would prefer to not loose my job.”

I sigh and accept defeat, already knowing his brotherly love for me. He pulls into the underground parking lot and parks the car in its spot before hopping out of the car. I walk around the car, distracted by my nails, I don’t see Jiho stopping in front of me. He turns around and pulls me into a tight hug, I find myself thinking back to when we first met on the street and smile, look how far we’ve come.

“I love you little sister,” He mumbles softly and kisses the top of my head. He releases me and leads me to the elevator like usual. We don’t talk the whole ride up but it’s a comfortable silence that makes a smile form on my face. He drops me off at my floor first before going down to his own. I step off the elevator and am automatically welcomed by our two guard dogs.

“Hello Leo, hello Ken,” I coo at the two dogs happily.

“How come the pets get greeted before me?” Jiyong whines as he comes out of the kitchen to give me a hug.

“Because they came to the door first, you have to be quick.” I sniff the air and pout, “You haven’t started lunch yet?”

He shakes his head, “Someone else called and left a very lovely voice message about how she needs to see you to apologize about what happened a few days ago.”

“You should just ignore her,” I whine, I really want to spend time with him today, as much as love Haneul I miss Jiyong.

“Too late, I already told her I was bring you over after you got back, speaking of which can I get a full view of this beautiful outfit,” He gives me a big smile as he steps back to check me out. I can’t hold in my laugh as he full on checks me out, going around in circles and everything. I strike a few poses for him, I’m wearing a fitting pin stripped suit, something Jiyong had costumed made for me. “You look like a real gangster,” He pecks my lips.

“Well I have to look the part if I’m playing gangster for the day.”

“Do you want to change before you go?” He wonders.

I groan, “Oppa, I don’t want to go, I want to take off my pants and lay in bed with you for the rest of the day.”

“Well after lunch we still have the rest of the day so don’t worry.”

“No, I want to have lunch with you.”

He chuckles, “You are so stubborn.”

I scoff, “Look who is talking, why are you trying so hard to get rid of me? Huh?”

“I just want you to enjoy your last bits of freedom.”

“Last bits of freedom?”

He nods, “Because in one month, we will be standing on the beach on some random tropical island with at most ten people saying our vows. After that we will not be leaving our villa for a whole month,” He nibbles on my neck playfully. “And then after that we will be traveling the world together for awhile, who knows when we will be back! Could be forever! I might just try to keep you all to myself for the rest of time.”

“Are you sure you want me to go?”

“I want you to have fun with your friends, you will see me tonight, and the next night and for the rest of time, you will be stuck with me. So as I said, enjoy your freedom while you can.”

A massive smile spreads across my face, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” We kiss lightly, I get ready to deepen the kiss when he pulls away and begins pulling me down the hall eagerly. “I almost forgot! I have a present for you!” I follow him without much choice, giggling at his childish happiness. He stops outside of our office doors, my old bedroom doors, and places his hands on the handle, ready for an exciting revel. “Okay, so I know that you were really upset about how you had to stop talking to Jihyo because you decided to step into my life so I wanted to give you a little something to remember her by.”

With that he throws the door open, I step inside and automatically get ready to bust into tears. Hanging above my desk is mine and Jihyo’s mug shots from years ago. Jiyong is behind me, his arms wrap around my waist, and his chin rests on my shoulder.

“Do you like it?” He hums.

I turn around in his embrace and return his hug, “Thank you so much,” I cry into his button up. Jiyong and I had talked about how I wanted to handle stuff with my family and friends when I first moved in. He recommended writing them letters and telling them I running away so that they wouldn’t get pulled into the drama and at first I was against it. But after really thinking it through I realized how right he was and agreed. It was one of the hardest moment in my life explaining to Jihyo in that letter about how much I’ll miss her and that she shouldn’t look for me.

“Please no crying, you’re breaking my heart love.”

I sniffle and wipe away my tears, “I’m sorry but Jihyo has the same set up above her bed at home it just made me miss her a bit.”

He kisses the top of my head, “One day you will be able to talk to her again, I promise, when things aren’t so crazy in our world we can go back to visit the real world.”

“Thank you.”


“You guys are annoyingly cute, you know that?” Haneul gages once again after she closes the front door and leads me into her house. We leave the entry way and head into the kitchen where she is cooking a delicious smelling lunch.

“I’m sorry that we don’t enjoy the same pet names as you and your princess,” I tease as I kick off my shoes and leap on to the counter.

“Hey, it’s not my fault I’m the king in our relationship,” She playfully snaps with a spatula pointed at me.

“Speaking of which I’m still waiting on your love story.”

“And I’m waiting on yours,” She eyes me, “that is another story for another time when we both feel comfortable sharing how we got to where we are.”

I nod, “Where is your Princess anyway?”

She sighs, “With his depressing cousins, he has been trying so hard to get them to leave that god damn house. He barely got them out the night of the party but the moment he mentioned that Jiyong would be there five of them seemed all for it. The other seven have sticks up their asses. I’m so sorry about what happened a couple of days ago, if it makes you feel any better Taemin got a beating when we got home.”

“What you guys do in the bedroom is none of my business,” I click my tongues at her.

“Get your mind out of the gutter and make yourself useful, can you make three settings on the dining room table?” She swats at me with a rag.

“Three?” I hop off the counter and wander over to where the dishes are.

“Tae should be back and if not we can eat his portion,” She gives me an evil grin as she stirs the beef soup, one of Taemin’s favorite foods. I shake my head and head into the dining room with all the needed dishes, even grabbing some of the sides that she already dished up. As I’m setting up the long dining table I hear the front door open and almost rush to greet, or actually tease, Taemin when I hear other voices.

Oh no.

“Jagiya, I brought my cousins over for lunch, I hope that’s okay!” Taemin yells as he walks closer. I panic and quickly scramble under the table. This can’t be happening again.

“Princess!” Haneul snarls, “I told you Jooyoung was coming over, I doubt she wants to see them after what she saw at the party.”

“Aw, did we scare your friend that night?” Baekhyun muses.

“We don’t want to frighten her, in fact we want to apologize,” Chanyeol plays along, what the hell are they up to though?

“They were really eager to come when I mentioned her being here so I thought maybe they could be friends?” Tae suggests innocently, hoping he’ll be able to avoid whatever punishment Haneul is already thinking of.

Hanuel scoffs, “Jiyong would rather get skinned alive than let these guys near her. I’m going to take her upstairs, you guys can have the dinning room.” I hear her shuffling around, her slippers come into view when she comes into the dining room and just as I’m about to climb out of my hiding spot six pairs of boots quickly follow her. “Jooyoung-ah? Where did you go?” She calls for me but I can’t get myself to respond.

“Jooyoung-ah, oh Jooyoung-ah,” Baekhyun sing songs.

“I want to see this pretty little thing I’ve heard so much about,” Tao hums behind him, not sounding as playful as Baekhyun, he almost sounds desperate.

“Come on out,” Chanyeol joins in, he even whistles making me glare at his boots.

“She isn’t a fucking dog,” Haneul spits.

“Little one,” A sweet voice calls and my heart drops. “Come here little one.”

I should have stayed home.

Medieval times

Okay, before I write the really angst story, I may as well write a fluffy fanfic. This is what happens when you watch Disney’s Robin Hood and when an idea pops into your head. 

This is based on @shinyzango 2D Bendy AU, which Henry takes Bendy to a medieval times carnival, letting him experience the middle age times and performances. 

So here we go! 

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Fic: A little warlock TLC

Prompt fill for a prompt I got on AO3 about a week ago:

“  If I may I would like to leave a prompt with you. Something like a sick/injured Alec and an attentive/caring Magnus! If you can’t or won’t that’s perfectly fine, just needing a lift me up with our boys. Thanks!!!

So, here you go - 3.5 k words of sick Alec, caring Magnus and tons of fluff. You have been warned, now enjoy reading :)


Word count: 3491 | Read on AO3


Dating a shadowhunter was not something Magnus Bane would recommend. At least that was what he said whenever one of his friends – whether shadowhunter or downworlder – asked him. Endless patrols, risky missions and countless work shifts that either started or ended in the middle of the night. Not something to really look forward to – at least as far as relationships with shadowhunters in general were concerned.

However, dating Alexander Lightwood was most definitely one of the best decisions Magnus had ever made – for so many reasons. But most definitely also for the fact that he was the only one who got to witness what an absolutely adorable grump the Head of the New York Institute could be before his first coffee of the day.

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chuckles-the-jester  asked:

I just thought of something, akko is practicing her transforming magic but gets stuck as a cute bunny and is found by andrew Only condition, the fluff level: "it's so fluffy i'm gonna die!!"

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“You can d-do it, Miss Akko!”

“Thank you! Sensei! Emmm…” Akko looked behind her shoulder, growing confident as she held her wand out in front of her.

Professor Ursula smiled as she saw her working hard to concentrate.

‘She doesn’t even realize…’ she thought to herself, ‘That she’s being trained by the one person she wants to be like… but…’ she looked down, growing melancholy.

Her glasses shined white, ‘I want her to be better than me…’

“AHH!!”

She gasped as she looked up, seeing Akko’s wand blitz out and she transformed into a full white bunny.

She blinked her eyes.

“Ah! Ba-ba-pu!” she mumbled, not able to speak English. “Ack!” she covered her mouth, looking horrified she couldn’t say anything.

“Em. Very good, Akko!” she clapped her hands. “Now, try and speak rabbit.” she swished some magic out and a brown rabbit appeared, kicking to scratch behind it’s ear and then ruffling it’s head out, blinking.

Akko gave it an open-grin, and hopped towards it. “Apu, apu, apu. Ba-ba-chee!!”

She waved, but the rabbit’s eyes suddenly turned hostile, and it whammed her multiple times with it’s feet, and then hopped away.

She had swirls in her eyes as she fell, kicking her leg out.

“Oh my…” Ursula placed a hand over her mouth. “Well, we’ll count that as a solid B. at least you got the metamorphosis down right.” she had a sweat drop on the side of her face, knowing that the wand was equipped with a toddler’s handicap.

‘What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.’ she thought to herself, ‘after all, I just couldn’t stand seeing her look so down anymore!’

Akko waved her arms around, glad she had at least succeeded, before flinging her wand on accident…

“Ahh!!! Bu-ba-bu!!!” she ran after it, but the wand’s handicap broke.

“Ack!” Ursula turned white in fright, then sweat profusely. “C-…Can she change back without the handicap now..?” she looked worried.

Akko picked the wand up, and waved it around, trying to say a spell but her broken bunny language just had her disappear.

“Ah…” Ursula looked around, zipping to and fro,… before… “AHH!!! I’ve lost her!!” she threw her hands up to her head and started racing around. “I must find her! I must find her!!” she jumped on her broom and took off. “Akko!!!”

Blinking her eyes open, Akko looked around and found she was in some kind of rich person’s guardian.

“Ack!”

“Ah! A varmint!” A butler, tending the garden, looked up and glared at her, lifting his sharp pitchfork up. “I’ll teach you to eat the master’s vegetables!”

In great panic, she ran as the chase began. Ducking under rose bushes and being found under plant pots, until she finally hopped so far that she wiggled herself into a window, and panted once on a counter.

She sighed, before feel hands around her waist and being lifted up.

‘Ahh!! No way!’ she looked up.

“H-hey! Look, Andrew! I caught a wild white bunny!” Frank laughed, holding her up and lifting her up and down, as she felt dizzy.

“It’s it cute?”

“It could have rabies.”

“Oh come on.” he held it up by his face. “You know you want to hold her~”

She blushed as she looked up at Akko.

He stared at her…

“I’d rather eat it for supper.” he looked back at his book, leaning his cheek against his fist to keep his head upright.

She jolted as her face went limp and she let everything drop forward.

“Ohh… so cruel.” Frank pulled her back, frowning.

The butler came in suddenly, “I’ll find that rabbit! I’ll find it even if I have to search the whole courtyard!” he huffed and puffed, as Frank looked worried, and put the rabbit down by the window, trying to shove it’s butt through.

“Get out while you still can, little guy!”

‘Ack!’ Akko felt so awkward, not being able to fit at first before spinning around and gripping his hand, shaking her head.

“Oh? You don’t wanna go back out?” Frank held her in his hands, “Hey, I think she likes me!”

“Hmph. A regular Snow White.” Andrew nonchalantly commented and flipped the book’s page.

He wiggled a finger over her head, as she tried to fight him off but he just lifted the finger as she swat at him.

“Haha! So cute! Come on, Andrew. You can’t let that mean old butler hurt this little cutie, can you?”

He leaned up with big puppy dog eyes, putting Akko right by his cheek as she blinked in confusion, not sure what was going on.

Andrew looked up, and sighed, closing the book. “I heard your father calling you. Shouldn’t you be going?”

“Ohh… Uhh… here!” he jumped from foot to foot, before letting Akko be tossed into his arms.

“Augh!?” Andrew looked own at his lap, seeing her land there and looked up as if scared.

His eyes twitched, as he suddenly seemed to look up and see the butler coming.

“Don’t let him hurt her! Please!” Frank grabbed his coat and waved from the door frame. “She’s too cute to eat too! So none of that, now. See ya!” he raced off.

Andrew sighed, as the Butler came in.

“Master Andrew,” he bowed politely, “Forgive my intrusion, but did you happen to see a white rabbit by any chance?” he blinked in eagerness.

Andrew looked down, seeing her tearing up, before he pulled the book down over her, pretending he was reading and keeping her out of sight.

“No, I’m afraid I haven’t. Marcus? You can’t allowing creatures into the manor are you?”

The butler flinched, “Oh no, sir! Never!”

“Good. I’m heading to my room then.”

“Y-yes, sir. G-good day, sir!” With more determination, the butler’s eyes shone with fire, and he took off holding the pitchfork upright and over his head, charging to try and locate it as soon as possible.

Andrew lifted her up and placed her inside his coat, walking up and keeping the book over her, ducking his head down and closing his eyes, looking calm.

She blushed at the warmth that came within his jacket, but squirmed a bit too, ‘Can’t… breathe!’

He turned a corner and opened the door, closing it behind him as he sighed and let her out.

“Come on, then. Get down.”

She looked up at him, as he gestured with his head for her to jump, and she hopped down.

She turned around, smiling on her two legs. ‘He’s not as bad as he comes off to be.’ she smiled.

He pulled out a carrot and tossed it to her, before patting her head and walking to the window, sighing.

She happily jumped for the carrot, playing with it before nibbling on it, and then looking shocked at her actions and pulling away.

‘Noo~!!! Must… resist… urge … to be a bunny!’ she shook her head with her paws up on it, before looking over to Andrew.

He seemed to be reading again, and she looked curiously up to him.

‘….Does all he ever do is read books?’ she tilted her head, and raced to him.

Ursula, using a spell to locate Akko, noticed her batteries were running low on it, and seemed concerned.

‘I can’t let her fiend for herself out in the dreary world!’ she threw forth a finder beacon and followed it.

Out the window, she looked around before peeking through, and then panicked when she saw Andrew and Akko as a white rabbit, and turned to peek in and spy on the two.

“…What do you want?” he stared down at her, seeing her smiling and just jumping up to him on the window’s long seat embedded into the windowsill.

She nodded her head a thank you, before jumping up on his chest, making him lean back.

“O-oui!”

She giggled, and then tried to get him to play with her.

‘No one deserves to be cooped up here without a friend!’ she chimed in her heart.

The next scene had the window click open….

And Andrew holding the bunny out of it.

“WHHAAA!!!” Akko cried out, flailing around.

‘What the heck is wrong with this guy!!?! I was being cute! I was trying to help! Doesn’t he want a friend!?’

“I only saved your life for Frank’s sake. Don’t think you can get away anything now.” he pulled her back inside just as Ursula tried to reach out and grab her, but quickly retreated back behind the side of the window.

‘Darn it! So close!’ she pouted.

The rest of the day, Akko tried to get him to do something other than read, even pulling out a fake sword and pretending to duel it, but he just thought her a strange rabbit. She tried to pull on his pant leg’s to get him to play outside, before finally charging down the hall to get him to race after her.

Once outside, and dodging the persistent butler, the two fell on the nice smelling grass and breathed hard, before he looked to her, and smiled.

“You’re… just trouble.” he then laughed, “And you’re the strangest rabbit I’ve ever met!”

She smiled, seeing him enjoying life, before seeing Ursula gesture for her to come over to her in the rose bushes.

She frowned.

‘Oh… that’s right.’ she looked to Andrew.

Getting up, she hopped over to his cheek, and lightly kissed it.

“Huh?” he turned to her, seeing her smile and then close her eyes, tilting her head.

For a moment, he thought he saw Akko’s eyes, and her usual gesture. “A…Akko?”

She twitched.

‘H..how?’ she shook her head and then took off, freaking out.

“Bu-bu-ba-bu!” she called for Ursula, telling her to get her out of here.

Ursula quickly caught her up and took off, as Andrew ran after her, but only saw Ursula flying away.

“A.. witch?” he blinked his eyes, blushing a moment.

He then glared a bit, “Why are their always witches?!”

“Master Andrew! I think I found it! The white rabbit!”

Andrew turned around.

A poor rabbit had been spotted, before poofing away into a dust of magical smoke.

“OHH!!!” the old man almost had a heart attack, and fell backwards, fainting.

Andrew sweat dropped, and sighed.

“I hate magic.”

(Do you though..? Do you? lol hope you enjoyed it my friend :)

Earphones On ~ Vernon

Word count: 4.3k
Genre: Fluff, HighSchool!au, Romance, Slice of Life, slight drama
A/N: Going for another AU with Vernon! Please DM me if your want requests! ^^ or post on my wall for drabbles!
 

Originally posted by ilysuga-suga

“How stupid.”


To you, he was your new school mate.
To you, he was just some average guy who’s seemingly popular.
To you, he was just a teenage boy who enjoys music than he enjoys studies.
To you, he only saw you as a friend.

Hi-Bye friend, to be precise. You were just a normal student trying the very best to do good in studies and get into university. You wanted to at least enjoy school life before graduating high school. That was your aim, well honestly? You want to level up your confidence to talk to Hansol Vernon Chwe. 

It wasn’t like you gave out any weird vibe to the students in your school, they don’t hate you at all. You just stand out so much everyone had their eyes on you, making it harder for them to approach you, let alone starting a conversation.

Why you ask? You always had earphones on. Due to childhood trauma; kindergarten- you decided to isolate yourself from the world- the world of negativity, the world of unfairness, the world of bullying, that is. Your self-esteem have lowered, much more than any person could imagine.

“Y/N has something strange plugged in her ear!”
“What is that??”
“Don’t you know what that means?? She can’t hear properly.”
“I heard it’s like she hears bees all the time!”
“Ooh! Bzz bzz”

All the more you thought it wouldn’t take a toll on you, you ignored these ‘bullies’ and lived your life the way you do until now. Except you tend not to show anyone other than your expressionless face.

This year you checked the name list of students who’d be in the same class. With your hands in the pockets of your school blazer, fiddling the music pod for the song you desire to listen. You memorized the song list by heart even if the pod’s button-less, touch-screen. Light hums escaped your lips as the melody of the song began to play.

Words I can never hear from you, yeah.
I remember your words, whoa.
Telling me just to stay by your side.
Why does my wounded heart keep searching for you?
Why am I the only one in pain?
Why do I miss you all day like this again?

It was funny how you don’t get caught by homeroom teachers when you use electronics. Moreover, it seems like they don’t really mind. They look at it as a helping element for concentration in studying. As long as you keep up with your grades, they wouldn’t confiscate it.

Your found yourself getting closer to the board, your fingertips touching the new printed paper. Searching for your name- no wait, his name, came under the section of class 2. Soon after you found yours, just at the next column. You smiled a little for a while, only to be swept away by the two words: Class 3

Shoot. It was so close. Well literally your classrooms are, but you felt a bit of disappointment for not being classmates with him again this year. You sighed and pouted, not noticing your friend already giggling at the face you made.

“I never knew you could make such expressions, Y/N.” Yewon slightly pushed you from the side. “You rarely show us any.”

“Oh Yewon, you’re here.” You took out your right earphone bud. “That’s kinda mean, I have feelings too.”

“Yes I know you have a good heart.” She eye-smiled, like she always does. “Shall we go? Let’s be seatmates.”

“Likewise.” You smiled, making Yewon giggle again.

“You should smile often. It suits you.” She skipped and hop beside you as you both headed to the classroom.

Thinking about her compliment, you agreed to express more. It’s not gonna ruin you, right?


The homeroom period ended with the promotions of clubs and societies, as well as their sign-ups. You didn’t know which club to join, so you left the deciding for tomorrow. It was already lunchtime and you weren’t that hungry anyway. 

The school recently renovated the classrooms with new tiles and wider windows; everything felt brand new despite studying there for a year. Your seat was the beside the corridor, meaning you could be able to ‘concentrate’ with all the noise that passes by. What is worse was that these ‘wide windows’ didn’t have curtains, even when you sit down, you’re still seen from the outside. You sighed as you slide the window sideways, resting your hand on the little vanity attached to the window.

“Air-conditioned schools sure are nice to be in.” You said to yourself. Again, you played your song list, continuing the song that was interrupted earlier. You enjoyed the view across from your classroom, where you imagined the sounds of the crashing leaves from the trees. When everything was calm and so was your inner soul, you closed your eyes, listening to the melody of the song. 

“Vernon-ah! Wait up!” Seungkwan called the boy, running to catch up to him.

“No way I’m gonna join with you in the school play!” He laughed as he ran so swiftly without bumping to anyone in the corridor. “Oops- Sorry- Excuse me ladies.” He said, earning a giddy reactions from the girls.

“Come on! It’ll be fun! Woozi-hyung will be the composer!” The latter breathed heavily.

The beats of the song soon came to an end when you heard laughter and screams you assume the people making those are close by. You ignored it and continued to appreciate nature.

Vernon passed by many classrooms, still running away from Seungkwan. “Fine I’ll join you if you’re able to catch me!” He looked back at the boy, already meters away from him. Seeing this happen, he cheered. “Yes! You’ll have to convince me for another year, Kwannie!”

You brought out your music pod, sighing again because it was nearly dying. You felt a boy brushing pass in front of you, making you startled. You were happy your earphones were still on but your pod left your grasp, crashed and stepped on, by a guy you never thought would break it.

“Oh my g- I’m so sorry! I’ll make it up to you!” Vernon panicked as little shattered pieces of your pod soon became many. He picked it up and handed it you, cheeks tinted pink from the obvious fault. He looked at you, who was not giving any emotions at all. 

“I’ll pay for the damage!” He bowed as he waited for an answer, hoping you won’t be mad.

“It still works.. Don’t worry.” You said so softly only Vernon could hear it. 

Vernon looked up to you and he had a surprised look on his face. “Really?”

Before your face flushed with hot blood and pure embarrassment that will result in a bright red color, he grabbed the other half of the earphone and plugged it in his ear. “Whoa it still does work!” This is great!”

Like a movie, there were usually the ‘slow-mo’. And you thought maybe this was where and when it actually happens. He’s in front of me right now. He’s freaking being is in front of me! How should I react? You held your breath as you saw his grin slowly turn into a smile. Gosh you’d be lying to yourself if you say you weren’t feeling giddy. 

“T-the screen’s may be cracked but there’s no internal damage to it. Just the external..” You filled your cheeks with air and eventually turned into a bubble, glancing from side to side. You see some of the girls staring at you and Vernon, wondering how you got his attention and not theirs. 

“I know this song. I’m glad to know someone else listens to this. Not a lot of my friends know this, not to mention a girl. Hehe.” He touched the earphone to listen to it carefully.

You heard Seungkwan’s voice echoing in the corridor. “Vernon!!” The boy heard his friend and took off your earphone. “Oops. gotta go! Catch ya later. Miss..?”

You remained emotionless but happy inside since he asked for your name. “Call me Y/N.”

“Y/N.. Class 3.” Vernon repeated your tone as he trailed off. “I’ll remember you.”

You nodded and he left, skipping and later running as Seungkwan tried to catch him.

“Catch ya later” he said. Will you see him any sooner? Because for sure you heard your mind says no but your heart says yes.


Lunch break came and you walked around the cafeteria, searching for a place to sit. Yewon couldn’t make it to lunch since she has a meeting to attend. You’re all alone and you didn’t mind because you’re used to it. As you sat down, you checked your phone, scrolling through social media. You giggle inside as you watched short clips and funny memes.

A finger tapped the table, stopping your enjoyment. “May I join you Y/N?” Recognizing the voice, you looked up so fast just as your heart beats for him.

Vernon was in front of you again. You tried to keep a stoic face on as possible, in case he notices your feelings for him. He sat down, smiling. You wondered why he could smile all the time. 

It was awkward. You thought it wasn’t. Stares started to build up, along with whispers. Again you felt your self-esteem started to lower. To break the silence, he started the conversation. “Seems like we got an audience.”

You gulped as he grinned, munching on his burger and fries. You agreed and decided to talk to him. But as you looked around, these ‘girls’ were giving you gritted teeth and stares that were as sharp as a knife, making you sweat a little. Instead of wanting to talk to Vernon or talk to him in a friendly manner, you spit out words you never thought you’d say.

“Don’t talk to someone like me. If you do, I’ll ruin your reputation.” You placed down your drink after sipping it.

“How stupid.” He paused. “I don’t care how people perceive you.” He smiled once again. When he looked at you, he couldn’t help but wonder why you had earphones on. It was almost as if you couldn’t spend the day without them. “Can I ask you something?”

Once he received a nod from you, he took a last bite from his food. “Do you love music?”

You tilted your head in confusion. “Of course I do. I listen to them all the time.“ You pointed your earphones. “Why do you think I always have them on?” You wiped your mouth with a tissue. “And besides, to me music is a childhood liking.” 

“Childhood liking indeed. But is it to the point where you can’t take them off? I’ve never seen you remove them.” You paused at his accurate observation. “You’ve been observant. Well it’s because..” Should I tell him or not? Whatever you rarely get a handsome boy asking you about your life. Not entirely though. 

“It’s a childhood trauma, actually.“ You forced a smile, trying not to remember the painful memories that hooked your heart for life. ”You’re looking at 1 of 10 people who has a rare hearing disease. Hearing aids make me uncomfortable. I thought earphones could be a good alternative. Y’know, escaping the world.“ 

Vernon’s heart ached as he try to understand and he sympathizes you. “Whoever bullied you before should get a life. Having it doesn’t make you different, it makes you a little more special.” 

You giggled at his comment, and he blushed a little at your voice. “Hahaha. Thanks for the comfort and encouragement, Vernon.” 

“Anytime.” He folded his arms as he continue to admire you. Have you been this cute? He thought. You rarely smile and seeing you like this made him want you to show more sides of you.

He remembered something and wanted you to come along. He gestured you to follow him. When you insisted on not going, he grabbed your wrists and pulled you out of your seat. 

The girls in the cafeteria started to murmur and whispers filled the air. 

“She made him to use her earphones and now they’re holding hands?!” 
“They don’t suit each other. Seriously!”
“He should be everyone’s!” 
“Poor Vernon. She should be ashamed!“ 

Hearing them made you feel bad, but the grip Vernon did told you that everything will be fine. 

He turned around to face you, giving a light peck on your cheek. “Don’t mind me doing this. It’s just to keep the girls off you. They’ve been at you since we met earlier at your classroom.“ He whispered to your ear. 

“Wait wha-?“ You looked at him, eyes so wide you feel like they’ll pop anytime soon. He’s that observant?? His hand pulling you behind his back tells you to stay with him. You realize you have no idea where he’d be taking you. 

“Where are we going? Where are you taking me?“ You asked as you both walked faster. 

“As you can see, you’re coming with me; Unless you have a problem with that?” 

“N-Nothing..“ You confessed. “It’s just so sudden. Y-you.. making a move so quickly.” 

He turned around from time to time to check if you were okay. “At times like this I knew I had to make a move.” The smile on his face assured you to trust him on this one. 

Once you reached the music room, you were taken aback a bit. There were 12 other guys and 6 girls looking at your way. 

You tilted your head. What’s going on?

“Woozi has great instincts to anyone his ears hears. And apparently he heard hers. It’s definitely her.” You heard Seungcheol, the one in jet black hair.

“You heard my voice without knowing who I am.” You blurted out. Oh man did I just say it out loud?

“Your identity…” Woozi spoke up, pointing to your earphones. “It’s not hard to find you, honestly speaking.”


“Alright alright I’ll agree to join as Vernon’s duet.” You gave a slight irritated look. “Just this once, it’ll be my first and last. Okay?” It didn’t feel like you were obligated to it nor you were forced to join their play, it was only to change your reputation as the odd one out, and to keep the girls off you.

“Thanks Y/N. We’ll be needing you big time.” Woozi gave you pat in the back.

“The duet we’ll be performing is a song I wrote.” He gave you sheets of paper. “It’s called ‘Sickness’. Most of it will be in rap but this is where you come up.” He grabbed your now cracked music pod and plugged your earphones into this laptop, later wearing the other half. 

You nodded as you slowly absorb the tune and melody. Vernon started rapping. The clear lyrics he spoke were so right, they were as if they relate to you, no, it’s as if they were for you. Sitting there as the other practice choreography and acting, tears fell as you listen to Vernon.

Where did it go wrong?
I keep asking myself “Who can I blame?”
Is there even a person to blame from the start?
This problem isn’t anyone’s fault
But maybe it’s me for acting however I wanted
I wanna go back, back to the days
When things were simple
Before any of the things I regret happened
I wanna go back and make things new
I wanna see a me that’s different from now
A me who is not miserable anymore
Who is not alone anymore
But the me right now is miserable and alone
But the past is the past and I know I can’t go back

Suddenly, nothing remains around me
I wanna erase the past
But those things made me now
Unerasable memories make me ache

“So what do you think? Pretty easy right?” He looked at you who’s paper’s now drenched with tears. “Oh my go- Y/N?? What’s wrong?” Without a word, you left the room. 

“Vernon what happened?” Joshua came to boy. 

“I-I don’t know.. I was just rapping and telling her parts and the next thing I saw she’s crying.”

“Maybe she’s just tired and pressured. Give her a rest.”

Vernon couldn’t keep calm, he wondered if he had done something to make you feel this way. He ran to chase you, but he couldn’t find you anywhere. He got a paper and pen, and put into the gaps of your locker.


Hours turned to days and days turned to weeks. You haven’t showed up for practice and you were feeling guilty of it. Why did I run away? I shouldn’t have.
You slopped yourself onto your desk.

Yewon came and hit you on the shoulder. “Yah how long are you going to keep this act up? Vernon can’t stop bugging me about you. You have to see him.”

“I don’t want to and I can’t..” You whined. 

“..can’t face him?” Yewon sat you up. “That was a stupid move! I can tell you like him! It was your chance of getting to know him and you blew it off! Out of all girls, he chose to talk to you, not to mention being his partner for the play.”

“I don’t like him!” You butt back, pointing the fork to her. “I don’t.”

“Really now? You’re denying it after I’ve seen your behavior when he’s around?” She smiled. “Let’s see. You hide behind me when you see him in the hall. You pretend to sleep when you caught him looking at you. You divert your walk when run into him in the cafeteria. And you give little peeks in the practice room twice a week after school at 4!”

Your eyes widened at her as a meatball fell from your fork. “And who told me that she doesn’t like Vernon? Ah I know.. You.” Yewon bowed as she expected a clap from you.

“For a stoic, statue, emotionless person like me, you’ve done your research well.” You continued eating.

“It’s an obvious fact of a girl in love. We girls tend to do so many ways to avoid the boy we like.”

You got up from your desk and walked to the wall of lockers. “Stop it.”

“Admit it Y/N! I’m correct!” She chased after you.

“Ugh, what if I am?” You turned the codes of your locker. “It doesn’t change the fact I ran away from him!” Taking the books for the next class you saw a paper fell. “What’s this?”

You unfolded the paper and see numbers you didn’t expect to have. “Ugh Yewon.. What did I do to deserve his kindness? He’s kind but sly.”

“No actually I think he’s clever to do that. He reached out to you. It’s your loss if you didn’t. If I were you, I’d contact him after school.”


You stared at the note Vernon gave you.

Y/N, I won’t invade your feelings and I’m sorry if I hurt you, though I’m not sure if I did. I’ll understand if you don’t want to talk in person. I’m okay with it but, here’s my number in case you didn’t change your mind. xxxxxxxxxxxxx - Vernon

I shouldn’t call him. I’m too embarrassed. You decided to text him instead. Gathering up your courage, you clenched on to the note as you began typing his number and message. 

Vernon stayed in the room, continually listening to the song, on repeat. With the boys doing their own thing, he only lay there.

He felt his phone vibrate, hoping it would be his little sister. Instead, he saw you name. “Y/N..” He said your name in a whisper. 

Y/N: Hi Vernon.. Got your number.. Yay? *smile emoji* - 16:08

Vernon sat up vigorously, making the boys look at him in a weird way. “Crap guys, she messaged me.” He covered his lower half of face with his palm, trying not to show his friends how red he was.

“Yah those who bet Y/N would not text him back, give me your money!” Dokyeom stood up, gesturing to the ‘losers’.

“Took her long enough.” Jeonghan grinned in evil, elbowing Dokyeom in way of winning.

Vernon smiled at his phone, sending you a message. 

Vernon: Hey Y/N! I waited for your message/call for weeks. *puppy sticker*. Btw, this puppy looks like you. - 16:08

You didn’t know how fast he would reply or how you will message back. In fact you still feel embarrassed that you ran away.

Y/N: Woof woof? - 16:09

He chuckled at your reply. Pfft hahaha. She’s so cute. He thought.

Vernon: Meet me at the practice room. I’ll be here. - 16:10


You ran to the practice room, deciding from now on you’d be giving your time to the short play. Sliding the door of the studio, you see Vernon, alone, rapping his lines. He’s good as always. 

Slowly you walked behind him, but the music blasted his earphones so loud, you could hear your part coming in.

If I hold onto you, you fling me off
Even if I shed tears, you don’t say a thing
In your eyes that look at me
I see my late regret, it hurts

Vernon got startled as he heard your voice resonating the acoustic-built room. He hasn’t heard your voice, so you standing in front of him got his mouth agape. “I’m here..” You smiled as you shrugged your shoulders.

He didn’t know how to react. The you everyone else hasn’t seen, he saw it- that smile. He felt like the person should be protecting you is him. You’re expressionless attitude got him curious and the more you show him sides of you, he can’t help but fall in love. 

“Is there something wrong?” 

“Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Vernon smiled. He didn’t know why his heart feels this way when you were around. His chest tends to compress in all kinds of levels, even if he saw you at a distance during your avoidance to him. 

“Can we practice my part again? I haven’t warmed up.” You scratch your neck. With Vernon, you’re completely at peace. Completely yourself. I think I like him. 

You stared at his eyelashes, his hazelnut brown eyes. “I wonder when it was.. That you became such an important part in my life..” he whispered.

“Maybe since you kissed me on the forehead?” 

You snapped back to reality. Again did I say it out loud??

“Don’t worry, I was wondering the same thing too.” He smiled at you, getting the same response from you.

Ah.. She smiled again.. And my heart’s acting weird when she’s here. He held his chest, and tapped it. 

“My boy Vernon, tell her you like her!” Mingyu hissed softly as Wonwoo covered his mouth, careful not to expose the boys’ hiding, especially in a cramped room. They peeked through the window and curtains.

“Vernon, I’m sorry.” You started, making the boys in the back room panic. 

“Oh my gosh is Vernon getting rejected??”
“This will be lit!”
“Hurry and record it!”
“Calm down guys she might not be rejecting him.”
“Shut it Woozi you’re such a moment-breaker.”
“I was stating the fac- HEY!”

Vernon remained quiet as he listens to you. “I’m really sorry.. That I ran away. I was so selfish and only thought of myself. The song you wrote it’s good I like it but I can’t help but think it was for me and-”

“Forgiven.” You look up to him, eyes glistening from the sunlight outside. “It was a coincidence, that the lyrics matched with your condition. In fact, if the song touches you, it’s just a reminder for me that I did a great job.”

You gulped at his words. “You’re not angry?”

“There’s no reason for me to be.” There he smiled again. “I think I finally understood girls, now that I-”

Your body went ahead of your mind and heart. You hugged him. “I’m glad I’m not troublesome.” Letting go of him, you giggled as you looked at the boy you had your eyes on since. 

“Oh my go- They hugged!”
“My boy has grown! I ship it!”
“Does this mean we’re Y/N’s brother-in-laws??”
“Calm down guys it’s just a simple friendly hug, nothing more.”
“Shut up Woozi you’re a such a bad shipper.”
“You’re all so dense why can’t you- HEY!”

“Can you stop?” Vernon’s voice grew deep. Your heart beat faster than norm. “Can you stop for a while? You showed me different sides of you all at once. At this rate my heart is going to explode, I don’t think-”

“Then let it explode.” You said straight forwardly, not looking at him. “I know my face is red, please don’t make it more red..” Agh why are we at the point of confessing?

“I think I like you.” Vernon said softly. “If you’ll return my feelings, I’ll leave the right earphone for you. If not, I think I can handle the outcome.” He turned around and hit the play button of the duet song.

“Isn’t the answer obvious?” You said as you took his earphone, sitting next to him. You can feel Vernon tense up a little when you rested on his shoulder.

“I think I like you too.” You giggled.

At this point, you heard laughter and cheers, slowly echoing the room.
“Alright those who bet that Vernon and Y/N won’t end up together, give me your money!” Dokyeom yelled.
“Ugh why do you always win??” Dino whined.
“Bets like these should be done from the heart.” Dokyeom said as he hit his chest with his balled fists.
“That’s so cringey!”
“Get away!”
“Yahh!”

You didn’t bother with all the sounds and noises because all you thought was you’ve achieved your aim- enjoy high school and talk to the boy name Hansol Vernon Chwe. 

Right now all you cared about was the boy beside you, who’s sharing you his earphones.

Bad Girl Ch 17: Slice Of Heaven

I try my best to be as silent as possible as I sneak out of the room with basically six sleeping bears scattered on the floor and bed. After Xiumin has woken up half the house he couldn’t convince the others to leave, which is why Luhan is sleeping on the edge of the bed. The three youngest are on the floor curled up in blankets, I can’t help but smile at the cute sight. But I continue my silent escape  into the hallway. It’s surreal being here again, I take my time wandering through the halls and down the stairs. In Xiumin’s oversized socks I slide across the marble like something out of the movies.

The house is dead silent so I take my time moving around the kitchen to find a large mug and some expensive looking coffee. Their coffee maker is of course top of the line and looks like something from the future. It only takes me a few minutes to figure it out and brew myself a cup of coffee. I find some crème and sugar and just stand there for a minute to appreciate the view out the window. I look at the clock seeing that it is eight in the morning I decide to head back so they don’t freak out when they wake up and I’m nowhere in sight. Sneaking back in is just as easy as leaving was, I tip toe over the bodies on the floor to Xiumin’s desk and make myself comfortable in his oversized office chair. I tuck my legs into the shirt Xiumin gave me last night to keep myself warm and sip my hot coffee slowly.

“Baby?” Whispers Luhan from the edge of the bed.

“Jooyoung!” Xiumin fallows suit with his panic calls. The eldest thrashes in bed, waking the younger two. “Jooyoung!”

“I’m over here!” I raise my hand.

The three sit up with narrow eyes. Xiumin is quick to scold me, “Baby, what are you doing all the way over there?”

“I wanted coffee,” I explain simply.

“You drink coffee?”

I nod, “With plenty of cream and sugar.”

“Come back to bed,” Kris whines.

“I’m coming, no need to whine,” I set my cup down and shuffle over to the bed. With a grin I jump on to the bed and bounce around ignore the complaints from the men around me.

“I want to sleep more, who is being loud?” Tao croaks from the floor.

“It’s time to get up! Lets go get breakfast!”

Luhan’s eyes narrow on me, “You were cooking? I know we agreed to your rules but I’m pretty sure Kyungsoo would have a conniption if he find out you cooked unsupervised.”

“I don’t have a death wish, don’t worry. I’ll go wake him up in a second.”

“But we haven’t been able to have some time with you yet.”

“Well you better get up then, daddy Lulu, you should also get dressed and pick two other daddies to come with.”

“Where are we going?”

“We are going out for some fun!”

“Hyung!” The three youngest jump up eagerly.

“Anyone except Xiuxiu and daddy Kris,” I pipe in.

Kris frowns, “Why not me?”

“Because we have a date tonight.”

He stares at me dumbstruck for a minute, “Date?”

“Didn’t you tell me you wanted to go on a date?”

Before he can respond the older man jumps in, “Why does he get you to himself?”

“You get me the rest of the day, so I would say that is fair.”

“Hyung, pick me!” Sehun climbs up on the bed to get the older man’s attention.

“No me!” Kai joins in.

“I’m going to need time to think, let’s get breakfast well I try to pick,” The older blows them off. He takes my hand and leads me toward the door. “Lets go get Kyungsoo, okay? You guys can wake up the others.”

I let the elder drag me around the floor to Kyungsoo’s room where he busts the door open, not even bothering to knock. The sweet man is just sitting in bed reading a book, or at least he was until we surprised him and made him throw his book. I beam at him, hopping to take the edge off our entrance, “Daddy Soo!”

His face lights up, “My baby!” Luhan lets me go so I jump on to his bed and right into the wide eyed man’s arms. “What are you doing up so early? I figured you wouldn’t be up yet after the night you had.”

“Well I’m up and I’m hungry and if you aren’t cooking in the next five minutes I’m going to do it myself,” I tease with a cheeky grin.

“Like hell you are,” He scoops me up and carries me out of the room with Luhan tailing us. When we reach the kitchen I’m surprised to find everyone already there waiting.

“Hyung! I want to go!” Baekhyun jumps the doe eyed man behind us.

“Go where?” Kyungsoo question as he sets me down on the floor so I can greet everyone crowding around.

Sehun is quick to answer, “Joo is letting Luhan pick two people to go on a date with her today!”

“I already know who I’m bringing,” Luhan quickly kills all hope in the room.

“Who?”

“Yixing and Tao, my Chinese brothers and I have her today,” He wraps his arm around my shoulders and kiss the top of my head.

“Yes!” Yixing scoops me up and spins me around, “I finally get to see you.”

“That means you don’t get her until then, we need to get our daily dose of her now than,” Suho is the next to steal me away. “I hear there was a bit of commotion last night.”

I chuckle, “Yea Xiu and I got some company last night.”

“I didn’t know we could join in,” Chen muses.

“You can’t,” Xiumin snaps, “I swear to god if any of you try that again I will slaughter you.”

“Oh so scary,” I coo pinching his cheeks.

……………………………

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Luhan scoffs.

“Daddy!” I whine, “We need to get going, now stop being dramatic and give me the keys. I want this to be a surprise!”

“Hyung just give her the keys,” Yixing sighs. “Remember we need to let her be big sometimes.”

The oldest groans but hands me the keys, I kiss his cheek, giving Yixing a grateful smile, “Thank you for trusting me.”

He chuckles, “You crash my car baby, I will spank you so hard you will not be able to walk for a month, got it?”

I gulp but nod.

“Good girl,” He opens the driver’s door for me before climbing in the backseat with Tao.

“So any hints on where we are going?” Tao muses when we start going.

“I told you it would be a surprise.”

They all share a look before Tao speaks again, this time in Mandarin, “Do you guys have a guess?”

“I’m as clueless as you kid,” Yixing responds.

I hold in my smirk, they have no idea I can understand, who am I to ruin their fun.

“Zitao,” Luhan scolds, “You shouldn’t talk like this behind her back.”

“You didn’t have to respond in our language.”

“You guys,” Yixing takes control of the conversation.

“What are you guys talking about?” I ask innocently.

“Nothing Baby,” Luhan smiles wide at me.

We are all pretty talkative on the way there, though Tao continues to pester the other in Mandarin about where we could be going. Probably worried it could be scary which makes me smile. When we finally pull up to our final destination I can see the relief on his face.

“A hot spring?” Yixing grins big at the sight of the sign across the top of the entrance.

“Coed?” Luhan raises his brows at me.

“Of course! We have the whole big spring to ourselves so lets go!” I rush inside. A familiar man greets me, he bows deeply at my entrance.

“Hello Madame Jooyoung,” He greets.

“Hello to you too. Did you get everything ready?”

“Of course everything is as you requested.”

I beam at him, “Thank you so much for your hard work. My guests and I will go use the springs now.”

He bows once more before leaving.

Tao wraps his arm around my shoulders, “It’s strange to see people treat you like that.”

“Seriously, Madame Jooyoung,” Luhan teases. I roll my eyes at them, I take Tao’s hand and lead them to the changing rooms where we completely ignore the different changing room signs and go in together. We shed our clothes and wrap towels around ourselves. Stepping out into the spring I’m taken back as I always am. The stone floor is cold against my feet, I curl my toes as I rush across to the massive chest deep spring and hop in without hesitation. The boys use the stairs, they stay against the edge sitting automatically on the stone seats.

“This is beautiful!” Luhan wows as his eyes scan the mountain scenery in front of us. The hot water stings my cold skin, warming me up in seconds. I swim around the huge spring, back and forth a few times before floating on my back for a moment. A blue sky stares down at me, contradicting the chilly weather. My chest already feels lighter just floating here, it’s been too long since I’ve felt this at peace.

“How did you find this place?” Yixing wonders, pulling me from the center of the pool, and my trance, to sit in between him and the oldest.

“Jiho took me a here a few times after I got out of the hospital to ease my aching muscles and now I just come whenever I want to relax. I haven’t been able to come a lot lately because of work but now I’m so happy I can be back, this time with you guys.”

“Did you ever bring him?” I know who Luhan is talking about without even thinking about it.

“Nope.”

“Hey Baby,” Tao mumbles softly.

I look over at him, confused by his sudden bashfulness, “Yes Daddy?”

“Could I ask you a few questions about what happened while you were with Jiyong?”

I nod, “Of course! What do you want to know?”

“Um, how did you get involved in our world?”

“Um well Jiyong told me if I wanted to know about it or take part in it all I had to do was ask and he would do whatever he could to help me intergrade. At first I just want to peek in but after awhile I wanted to know more and more and the next thing I know he gave me my own little branch. Jiho helped me figure things out until I could take the reigns myself. Then Haneul came along and helped me deal with the more gruesome side of the world.”

“Haneul? As in Taemin’s girl?” Luhan wonders.

“I forgot to ask you about that,” Yixing says with wide eyes, “You are friends with Haneul!”

“I am, and so are you. She told me about you guys right when you got back but I didn’t realize it was you because she used your real names. She talked about how close you are.”

“You are the mommy daughter date?” Tao questions.

I chuckle, “Yes. Is there anything else you like to know?”

“Did you do much traveling while we were gone?”

“Lots, went to the US twice, China a few times, Japan a few times every other month, a few islands here and there.”

“China!” Tao beams at me, “Did you have fun? I want to take you there! It would be so different going with someone who can actually speak the language, I could teach you a little!”

I smirk, “Whatever makes you happy Daddy. Daddy Xing, can I ask you something about Haneul?”

He nods, “I’ll answer as best I can.”

“How did you meet Unni? She is very cryptic about her past.”

“She has ever reason to be. Noona didn’t have a great life and it isn’t my place to tell it. When she thinks you are ready to know, she will tell you. It isn’t a story for the faint of heart.”

“Is she okay?” I worry.

“She is in a very good place now, you don’t need to worry about her.”

We talk some more for an hour or so until our bodies are like prunes. We climb out, discarding our towels for simple robes. There is a room for people to cool down in, there are games, a TV, and a low table full of delicious looking food. I rush straight for the fruit plate full of watermelon and other brightly colored fruits.

“Kyungsoo would be so insulted that you are already hungry,” The youngest teases.

“It’s not my fault that the food here is delicious, here try it!” Before he has a chance to protest I shove a chunk of watermelon in his mouth. “You guys too!” I feed the other two, a bit less aggressive than I had been with Tao, something the younger whines about. I can’t hold in my giggles at his cuteness. We sit around the table and continue our light conversations, snacking lightly on the food in front of us. I show them around the hot spring, the rock garden, some of the rooms that people can spend the night in and a few more things here and there. But I save the best for last.

The spot at the edge of the traditional style home on the porch that looks over some of the farther springs with the mountains in the background making me feel like I’m in a completely different world.  We grab a few thick blankets and wrap ourselves up before sitting down and just enjoying the view. A smile spreads across my face, I love moments like this, a brief moment of peace where all my problems fade away and I’m left with three men sitting around me. Tao and Yixing are sitting on either side of me with Luhan resting his chin on my shoulder.

“You really like it here don’t you,” Luhan hums in my ear.

I nod leaning back against him, “This place is my happy place. Where the world just seems to fade away and I can be myself.”

He surprises me by hugging me tight, “Thank you for sharing your slice of heaven with us, I am honored that you could show us your true self.”

I’m sorry this is so late, I’ll try to update I’m An Alpha tomorrow! Hope you all have a good night, I’m going to bed!

I'm A Slave For You

Based off of this prompt sent in to phanfic

I love Phil. I love everything about him. I love his smile and the way he looks at me when I’m the cause of it. I love his laugh and when he leans into me because he doesn’t have enough strength to stay sitting up. I love when he sticks his hands in the cereal box and walks around in mismatched socks leaving a sugary trail behind him as he moves and I love his morning hair when he sleeps in and his good morning kisses he gives me and the way his hands gently travel down my sides when we fully give ourselves to each other. There’s only one thing I don’t like and that’s when Phil is upset.

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anonymous asked:

what makes namjoonie one of the best leader of all kpop group???

FINALLY. I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO ASK ME THIS. THANK YOU. Hahaha!

Also, brace yourself. Incoming long post!

*clears throat*

(1) THE AMOUNT OF DEDICATION HE HAS. Kim Namjoon started out as an underground rapper, and got into BigHit to a group called B.P.B (former/original would-be BTS group), along with other rap members… he was mocked for this choice, as idols aren’t really acknowledged in the hiphop scene. Especially idol rappers.. which is now what he is.  They were promised that the group will be full on rap, no dancing/singing. But then later on they were forced to learn how to dance. One by one the members left, but Namjoon stayed despite it all. (No, he absolutely didn’t know how to dance, but you’d be surprised at how much he can now) Could you imagine how much dedication that took to stay when you see your group members quit and leave you behind + you’re forced to do something you can’t do and wasn’t promised to you in the first place?

If I’m not mistaken, Namjoon was one of the original BTS (B.P.B) member left. Later on, Suga and J-Hope came in the company, followed by Jin, Jungkook, V, and Jimin. The BTS we now all know was formed this way. 

He is always in the studio producing, producing, producing for the group. If not, he’s writing lyrics. Even the members admit, he almost never sleeps because he is always constantly working on their music. 

As I mentioned before, he previously doesn’t have a dancing bone on his body… AT ALL.

But BTS is famous for their hard-hitting, tough choreographies… and after watching him for the past year, I’ve seen him improve so SO much in dancing. 

Watch him on their dance practice to their Intro Performance (he’s the guy with the D shirt. Usually placed at the back for this very reason too) then watch him on I NEED U.  I’m very proud of him for improving a lot within a short span of time.

/this may be because I really relate to him on this… I previously do not know how to dance at all, and now… I’m actually in a dance crew and I’m continuously improving myself with dancing.

He recently released a vlog saying his current thoughts about his solo mixtape that he finally released which was 7 years in the making, as well as working on the new BTS album. That alone shows how dedicated he really is.

(2) HIS LOYALTY TO BANGTAN. I have a feeling… that because he was left behind by some of his friends during his B.P.B days. Namjoon treasures his BTS members a whole lot. If you watch his episode on the 4Things Show, he was tested through a hidden camera by being offered by their CEO to go do a solo career. (That way, he can finally establish himself fully as a rapper) Not a split second passed, without hesitation he said he chooses to be in BTS. 

I’ve seen a lot of times he showed how much he looks out for the rest of them. Although the members make fun of him a lot, I can see that they really look up to him (especially the maknae line), and he gives so much love back to them. 

(3) HE’S NOT AFRAID TO SHOW HIS WEAKNESS/GIVE HIS HONEST THOUGHTS. (In a mature, and intellectual way)

He admitted to being hurt by how he was always mocked as an idol, artist, and as a person. He admitted he still lacked in many aspects, and suffered through a slump. He admitted to not knowing who he is and what he wanted to do. He also came into his own turning point about not giving a sh*t about what people say about him or what label him as anymore.  

Please have a read through this previous post I made about Namjoon for a back story to that. (That was also first time this guy honestly moved me). He also relies his own thoughts through his lyrics and music. May it be talking about struggles, to talking about sex, to fighting for his right to vote. (lmao. yes that happened) 

Even now, he shares his honest thoughts to us from time to time. (Through his personal vlogs, and some of his tweets)

(4) HE IS AN ACTUAL GENIUS. During his days as a student, he ranked top 1 in terms of school grades in the WHOLE FREAKING SOUTH KOREA.  

He taught himself how to read, speak and write English fluently. A language Koreans generally have a hard time learning, let alone on their own. He can make up lyrics on the spot, just give him a few seconds and he’ll be able to deliver a rap immediately. An average intellectual person has an IQ of 95-105. Namjoon’s IQ level is 148. 

(5) WITH THAT, HE IS AN ABSOLUTE IDIOT TOO. As much of a genius as he is, he is pretty much clumsy on other things. He’s named god of destruction because he always breaks/loses things without meaning to.

They say it’s because his mind is always contemplating about heavy thoughts, that he’s flimsy on the little things. Hahaha! Another charm of the dear leader.

(6) HE NEVER FORGETS TO STAY HUMBLE. I have met Bangtan in person, and Kim Namjoon stood out to me the most (at the time he wasn’t even my bias at all) because he gave me (and all the other fans) his absolute sincerity. I actually gave him a 90-degree bow during the hi-touch event (a gesture of high respect, because I sincerely wanted to specifically greet him that way), and he gave it right back to me… which actually surprised me a lot. Aside from that, along with all the Bangtan members, he never forgets to thank ARMYs regardless whether they win or lose on shows. Even on some of their vlogs in Youtube, you can sometimes see him casually busy at the back reading fan letters while the others are fooling around the camera.

Also, he has been rising in popularity lately, established himself in the U.S. and worked with American hip-hop artists Warren G, and Krizz Kaliko; released his solo mixtape, which was applauded by hiphop artists even outside South Korea, but he always always always never forgets to mention how thankful he is because of BTS and owes it all to them.

And probably the best reason of all…

(7) HE DEALS WITH ALL OF THIS.

I know Bangtan Boys are all really rowdy themselves. I can’t even imagine myself being able to have the patience and will to lead with all their strong personalities clashing, but he can. And he does it perfectly. If that is not reason enough, then I don’t even know anymore.

Though I cannot vouch for him being the best leader of all kpop groups, I can straight up tell you that he really IS the perfect leader for Bangtan. He has all the makings of a great leader, and I think no one else can lead BTS better than he does.

Thank you, and goodnight! Haha

A Chance Encounter: Chapter Four - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @susybird

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Description: Fluff, a little swearing. Reader attends the Premiere with Dylan and makes a new friend. But the night doesn’t end like you thought it would…

Word Count: 4313

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for the love guys!!! This one took longer than normal so thank you for hanging in there! Again any feedback is greatly appreciated and let me know if you want a tag :)

Chapter Three - Chapter Five


Chapter Four

I was woken by the sound of my phone shrilly ringing right beside my ear. I groaned in frustration and scrabbled around under my pillow, trying to find the stupid thing and shut it off. My fingers finally located the offending device and I put it up to my ear, not checking to see who it was in my sleep-induced haze.

“Hello?” I yawned croakily, nestling further into my cosy bed.

“Hello, beautiful!” A now familiar voice echoed in my ear, warming my cheeks instantaneously.

I sat bolt upright, spilling covers and pillows all over the place. “Dylan, hi.”

“Are you still in bed?” Dylan gave a deep chuckle, picking up on my sleep-ridden voice.

“I might be,” I answered sheepishly, seeing that it was after one in the afternoon.

Dylan barked a laugh, seemingly finding my abhorrence towards mornings endearing.

“Well, I was ringing to tell you that some people are coming round to your place at four.”

I frowned, processing this bizarre statement. “Why are there people coming here at four?”

“You’ll see. It’s a surprise!” Dylan was trying his best to sound mysterious, but he couldn’t keep the excitement from his voice.

“Okay…” I said hesitantly, completely freaked out by this arrangement.

“Listen, you trust me right?” Dylan asked quickly, his voice earnest.

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Non-Korean

Originally posted by korean-hip-hop

Who: Bully

Genre: Fluff/funny


You tried to avoid the mass of bodies but, as you already knew, it was impossible. You were following your friends to the dance floor after having had a tequila shot. You didn’t like tequila that much, but anyhow you ended drinking it. 

The club was, just exactly as any club in Hongdae, full. It was Saturday night, and you wanted to have fun. Classes had finally ended, and you had turned 18, 19 in Korean age, just a few days ago. Of course, you were going to a club on a Saturday. You were finally able to.
However, after a couple of hours, you were fed up with that place. You just wanted to dance, for fuck’s sake, but the place was too crowded, it was really hot, and they wouldn’t let you alone.
You were already used to it, used to being “the foreigner”. Your parents were from Y/C, but they had moved to Korea to work and had actually met there. You were Korean, but you were not Korean.
Seriously, all that shit sucked. People avoiding you, thinking that you don’t speak Korean, people asking if you are able to eat spicy food, people in some places that look at you as if you were an alien or something. You were used to it, though.
However, you were not used to that club thing. Guys approaching you because they thought you were foreigner. It had already been 12 that night. Guys who tried to talk to you or directly grab your waist. It was so disgusting. You just wanted to have a good time with your friends.
Somehow, your friends and you managed to get into the dance floor. That was supposed to be a hip-hop club, but the truth is that they also played famous pop songs. The DJ was good tonight ?. You started to dance, a pop song you didn’t know, honestly, but you didn’t care. It was all good, you having fun with friends but, of course, it couldn’t have lasted much more. Someone grabbed your waist. You tried to let go, but he didn’t let you. You turned around, with a clearly annoyed face. It was a tall guy, you just noticed that about him. He started to speak:
“Hi” he said in Korean.
“I don’t speak Korean. No Korean.”
You said in English, lying. You always said that. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t.
“No problem, I speak English.”
Fuck.
You almost panicked. Whenever that happened, you didn’t know how to react. You weren’t that kind of person who dared to shout at unknown people. You wished you were.
You remained silent, with that tall guy smiling at you. You thought you would go to hell, but your angel saved you just in time. One of your friends, MinAh, grabbed your shoulder and shout at him in Korean:
“Get out!”
You didn’t have to say anything else. He left. Finally.
Just in time, because Jay Park and Ugly Duck “Ain’t no Party like an AOMG Party”, started. You freaked out and forgot all about that guy or other guys. It was one of your favourite songs. You started to dance and sing along immediately. Your friends did too. At that moment, you thought everybody in the club would be doing the same, but you didn’t knew. You couldn’t think about anything else, but the song and how happy you were at that moment.
The song ended, and you took the chance to take a breath, exhausted. The next song started. You shouted at Minah:
“Ugly Duck oppa is so cool!”
“And Jaebum?”
“Jay too, but everybody knows that!”
You both laughed and kept dancing.
Everything was fine, but then something touched your shoulder. It was soft, not strong as usual. Still, you turned around, angry this time.
-“o Korean” You said immediately.
But then, you froze. He was tall, like the guy from before. However, you could say this time you noticed everything about the guy. Blonde, loose black clothes covering a probably athletic body, broad shoulders, rings on his ears, pretty eyes, pretty lips. Pretty everything.
He said nothing and just extended something to you. You looked at his hands, noticing his ring on the little finger and you realised. Your shirt, that was tied around your hips just a few minutes ago. He was giving it to you. It must have fallen.
So he wasn’t trying to pick up on you, you realised, not knowing if glad or not now.
You bowed slightly and looked at him with a stupid expression on your face. Then, he simply turned around and left.
“What was that?” Asked Minjung, one of your friends.
“He was just trying to give my shirt back.”
You didn’t see him again on the dance floor, neither on the bar. You wanted to thank him properly, feeling bad about the way you had behaved before. He wasn’t anywhere in the club though.
The rest of the night was mostly normal, dancing and drinking and having fun.
At 4 am, Minah and you were tired, so you both decided to leave. You said goodbye to your friends and left the club.
“Wait” said Minah.
She took a cigarette from the package and gave you one. You knew your parents would kill you if they knew you smoked, but you couldn’t help it.
“The blond guy was cute, you should have spoken to him.”
“I know, I just froze like an idiot, I lost my opportunity” Minah and you laughed.
“That excuse of you not knowing Korean is not working as it should.”
“Yeah, maybe I should wear a huge cartel on my back saying I’m fucking Korean, not an exotic pet.”
You and your friend laughed again, loudly. Then you turned a bit to put your shirt on, casting your gaze to the left, and then you saw him. He was against a wall, really close to Minah and you. How was it that you hadn’t seen him?
“Shit” you said, muttering.
“What?”
Minah turned her head and saw him, and then started to laugh again.
He was looking at you, just at you. The blond guy. He was wearing a cap now, but it was him. He was with two friends. His friends were laughing, just as Minah. You looked at each other. He had an enormous smirk on his face.
You couldn’t help but also smile. You placed your left hand on your face to hide it.
“Does that mean that I get to have your number?”
You removed your hand from your face just to look at him. His voice was cute.
“I guess so.”
He gave you his phone, and you wrote your number and gave it back to him. He smiled again and blinked at you. That was the moment when you die.
“I’m ByoengHo, by the way.”
“Y/n.”
“Nice to meet you, Y/n.”
He went back to his friends and they left, just like that. And as they were leaving, you could see as his friends were looking at you and hitting him, both clearly amused.
“You’re so lucky, girl.” Said Minah, excited. “Let’s go!”
You just nodded and followed her, the opposite way the guys had gone. You realised your cigarette was finished, you had forgotten about it. Of course you had.
About an hour later you were putting your pajamas on. From time to time you glanced at your phone, but you didn’t have a single notification.
You sighed, clearly nervous, as you put your shorts on.
Then your phone vibrated, and its screen lighted up. You almost ran to pick it.
You sat on your bed and took a deep breath.
An unknown number.
“Hey, I’m the cute blond guy. Want to meet up tomorrow?”
You turned red as a cherry and laughed at his boldness.
“Yeah, sure!” You replied.
“Exit 2, Hongik station at 8?”
“Perfect ^^”
“Nice… And, by the way, yes, Ugly Duck is really cool.
You dropped your phone and almost shout.
"Wait, what?”

EXO Finds Out You’re Loud!

Contains: fluff / screaming / crushes / surprises / cuteness

[[ // Masterlist // ]]


// Minseok

It was only the second week of class, and the professor was already late for his own class.  So, like any student, you turned to your friend next to you and began talking about everything but the class.

“No, I’m not going to that party, I heard Sawyer is having one the same night and it’s gonna be LIT!”  Your eyes darted around when you realized how loud you had just been.  And your eyes met those of another student behind you, staring widely at you before looking away.

“Sorry,” you said to him.

“It’s okay.  I’m going to that party too,” he said.

“Oh, you know Sawyer?”

“Nope!  Do I need to?”

“I guess not…”

You turned back to your friend who was wiggling her eyebrows at you.

“What?” you asked, volume rising again.

“I’ll tell you later,” she said.

Originally posted by mvnghaos


// Junmyeon

You weren’t having a good day.  You’d walked all the way to the store only to realize you’d left your wallet at home.  As you huffed and turned around to go get it, someone nearby called you back and told you a joke.

It wasn’t even funny, the joke he’d just told, it had caught you so off-guard that you burst out laughing, hanging onto this man’s shoulder for support.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!“ you howled.  “That wasn’t even funny!!  And I’m having a rotten day, but somehow you still made me laugh!!

When you opened your eyes and looked up at him, you could tell he was a bit startled by your uproar.  “Hehe… glad you think it was funny.  You know, I’m the funniest one in my friend group,” he said a bit more confidently.

“Oh, are you?  Are you going to prove it or do you expect me to believe anything a stranger says?”

He raised an eyebrow.  “Sounds like a challenge.  I accept!  Here,” he said, handing you a wad of money and dashing away.

There was just enough for you to buy what you needed and written on one of the bills was a phone number.  You wondered if he wrote his number on all his money or if he had been planning this for a while.

Originally posted by bangtan-monsta


// Yixing

You weren’t sure why you’d taken a job working at a library.  Your fellow staff constantly had to shush you whenever you were helping someone at the desk, and today was no exception.

“Oh, wow, I’ve read this one, I loved it!” you said.

“SHH!” you heard behind you.

“Sorry,” you whispered before turning back to the man in front of you, who was returning the book that had gotten you excited and checking out another.  “Do you have your library card?”

He handed it to you.  “Zhang Yixing…” you read.

He nodded and asked, “Have you already taken your lunch break?”

“No, why?”

“I also loved this book and I’d be happy to talk about it with you,” he whispered with a smile.  “Since it seems you like to talk!“

You grinned, then careful to keep your voice down, you said, “Come back in half an hour.”

Originally posted by sehuntuperra


// Baekhyun

You were talking on the phone in the park and Baekhyun had turned his head because he thought he heard you screaming.

“BAHAHAHA!” your bellowing laughs were drawing some stares, so you tried to be a little quieter.  “Oh my gosh, that’s too funny, tell him next time I see him, we’re going to the norebang and we’re going to sing that song together.”

He was going to act like he hadn’t seen you, not to disturb your day, until he had heard what your plans were.

“…So you like to sing?” he came up and asked once you were off the phone.

“I LOVE to sing, especially duets.”

He smiled and began thinking of a cute way to get you to go to the norebang with him.

Originally posted by exoturnback


// Jongdae

Before, when he saw you not saying much, he thought of a strategy to get you to open up to him, but now that he knows you’re as loud as he is, he’s over the moon!

He runs up to you in the gym one day and begins talking to you openly about everything fitness related.

“I love to do pull-ups,” Jongdae says.  “I can do twenty without stopping!”

“PSSSSHHHHHHH, please,” you said rolling your eyes, but secretly hoping he would try to prove it to you.

He did.  And he did all twenty without stopping even to breathe, then he hopped down with a loud victory screech, which you echoed, causing the rest of the gym to look at you, but you didn’t notice.  Now all you noticed was Jongdae’s arms, and how big and strong they were.  You could tell he noticed, and was flexing just for you.

Originally posted by dayafterdae


// Chanyeol

“Hey, can you help me?  I know you’re in my music theory class and I’m having problem with diminished chords…”  You knew he was smart, especially in music, and before he had even agreed, you had your book out and were rambling about how you couldn’t understand and how it wasn’t making sense to you.  “…so yeah, I need your help.”  You took a breath, realizing you’d gone on for quite a while.

“Uhh…“ he began.  “I’ve never heard you talk this much.”

That wasn’t what you had expected to hear, as loud as you knew you were normally.  “I guess you just don’t know me very well,” you said with a laugh.

“I guess I don’t.  Maybe I should… and I can teach you about the chords too.  Want to go to the library?”

“HA!  No way, I’m unofficially banned,” you said with a laugh, and he laughed too.  “How about a practice room… it’s soundproof.”

Chanyeol nodded emphatically and followed you to the music building.

Originally posted by sehunsi


// Kyungsoo

When he thought you were quiet like him, he was comforted that maybe you’d be easier to talk to.  But now that he’s heard your howling laughter and seen how you are with your friends, he’s become intimidated.

But his fellow members don’t let him use that as an excuse.

He came up to you while you were alone, since he wouldn’t be able to handle talking to you while you were with your friends.

“H-hi, I’m Kyungsoo,“ he said with a bow.  “I like your shoes.“

“You noticed my shoes from way over there?” you asked, pointing almost 100 meters away to where the other members were standing, watching.

“Y-yeah, they’re that nice…!”  His voice quivered, and you laughed.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Kyungsoo.  I’m ______!”

It was an awkward beginning, but you were willing to see what this guy was all about.

Originally posted by ragdoll-cat


// Jongin

He thought you were cute when he thought you were quiet.

And he thinks you’re cute now that he knows you’re loud!

He came up to you at the bus stop and just stood there next to you while you were playing a game on your phone.  You looked up at him and he just smiled a bashful smile.

“Yes?  Do you need something?“  You recognized him; he was always there at the same time you were, but you’d never spoken to him.

“Umm…”  He scratched behind his head.

“Let me know when you remember.”

“I like your face!” he blurted out before covering his mouth.  The others waiting looked at him.

For once, you were silent.  The bus arrived and you got on, wondering if he would sit next to you.  He did.

“I’m ______,” you said.  “I like your face, too.”

“I’m Jongin.”

Originally posted by hystereksekai


// Sehun

You had just gotten off the phone with your friend.  She wasn’t going to be able to meet you, something had come up again, and you were about to walk home from the theatre when someone tapped you on the shoulder.

“I couldn’t help but overhear… you wanted to see Action Movie 5?” he asked.  You recognized him, Sehun, but hadn’t expected to see him here.

“Yeah, but ugh.  My friend is such a flake, she always does this!  Any time I make time for her, I never get the same courtesy back!”  You realized from the look on the man’s face in front of you that you were getting a bit loud and took a deep breath.  “Sorry, you don’t need to hear my life’s story.“

He held up two tickets.  “Someone canceled on me too.  Are you going to be that loud during the movie?”

You snorted.  “NO!  Of course not!”

He laughed and led you inside the theatre.

Originally posted by sehunsi

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To be honest, Asa Butterfield is a little younger in that gif than I was going for but I’m not bothered. He has the perfect look for Bucky’s kid, in my not so humble opinion. Thanks to the anon who requested a second part. Enjoy, everyone!

Prompt[s]: …is there any chance that some day you’ll continue with “Father For Always”? I feel like it would be really interesting. Thanks for sharing your writing with us!!

‘Father for Always’ (Part 2)

Part 1

The iron clad bars of the school’s entrance were painted a tacky green colour, and either side stood a proud hedge that ran as far as the eye could see both east and west. A pathway ran parallel to the shrubbery, guiding pedestrians along a road that separated the school grounds from the carpark opposite. The far side of the path also bore railings, against which Bucky leant as he peered into the playground. He put his hands in his hoodie pockets and looked over his shoulder as a quaint red car swerved precariously into a nearby parking space.

A woman hopped out of the driver’s seat and opened the back door to the car. Three children of varying ages spilled out, adjusting bags and coats and lunchboxes at the same time. In succession, they planted kisses on their mum’s cheek before holding hands with one another and making to cross the road.

She followed them at a distance as they surpassed Bucky and walking obediently into the playground. As soon as they were safely behind the gates, the trio separated and ran off to find their friends. Mum stopped and mimicked Bucky’s casual stance, leaning back against the railings. She sighed heavily.

“Triplets. Hell in the hospital, and hell ever since,” she chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck.
“You handle them well,” he replied, trying to be cordial but not entirely sure what to say.
“Sarah and I do our best. She misses them terribly when she goes to work, but she’s also the reason they have food on the table, presents at Christmas. I couldn’t do it without her. We’re a team.”

Bucky watched the trio of toddlers interacting in a group of what must be 5 kids, each laughing and chatting like buzzing bees.
“I thought one child was hard enough,” he sighed, catching sight of a small boy with familiar dark hair in the crowd.
“Which one’s yours?” The mum asked.
“Next to your boy. Shaggy hair.”

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