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Maybe More Than Friends (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)

Word Count: 4,729

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: After Peter joined the Avengers, you were basically forced into spending a lot of time with him, being that your father is being that your father is the Tony Stark. Your relationship starts off fairly innocent being as Peter was fairly shy around you, and not to mention that Tony had strictly forbid you two from dating. But despite your best efforts, the sexual tension between you two is undeniable. And one night while the rest of the Avengers are out on a mission, leaving you and Peter alone, the sexual tension comes to a peak. Peter is 18 in this fic.

Warnings: Extreme fluff. Language. Smut smut smut

You remember the first time you met Peter Parker. It was embarrassing, to say the least.

It was a pretty unexpected meetup. You didn’t even know that he was in the tower. You were working in the lab with another one of your dad’s employees, helping design a suit for the new Avengers recruit, Spiderman. It was your first major job, and you were so focused that you hadn’t even noticed when your dad and Peter walked in.

“Hey, Y/N, meet the new recruit, Peter. Peter, meet Y/N, my daughter.” Tony said loudly as he entered the lab, startling you and making you hit your head on the wall.

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Paired up - Yoongi (suga)

Originally posted by holdmettightbts

Group: BTS
Member: Suga
Type: Smut
warnings: sexual content!

A/N: so i had this dirty dream about yoongi and i feel so blessed omg i decided to share it with you guys!! 


Group assignments are a pain in the ass. Everybody knows that and everybody hates them. However, you thought it would get a little more bearable now you’ve been paired up with the hot, mint haired guy in your class. You didn’t really know what he was like though, he never really said much and was mostly napping during class so you didn’t get the chance to get to know him very well. You thought he didn’t talk alot because he was shy and didn’t like to be in the spotlight, but boy were you wrong.

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Do you ever feel like you just don’t belong?

The Oscars

Summary: The night of the night takes a rather unexpected turn. (Words : around 2350)

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Warnings: F L U F F !!!!!

A/n: probably everything about this is not so overwhelmingly awesome but I just wanna rase awareness of the fact that the speech the reader gives is something I’m really sorry for ! 😅😅😅

Requested: by @sebatianstanisbae


The academy awards were always a really big deal.
Everyone dresses up nice, looks nice, feeld nice. It was by far one of the most popular and greatest event when it came to award shows.
So of course your answer was not long considered when your boyfriend asked you if you would go to the Oscars with him.

Both of you had a part in it this year anyway, Sebastian as nominated and you as a presenter.
So when the day came you were all excited and totally impatient, however you saw Sebastian being all nervous all day long but you didn’t think much of it, assuming he was just freaking out about the fact that he was nominated as best actor in a leading role.

You didn’t question him about it, you didn’t confront him about it you were just there for him.

So the morning was mostly spend cuddling and stealing kisses from one another.
Both of you didn’t leave the bed since you woke up, Sebastian only left once to get some breakfast for both of you but came back quickly.

There was a movie playing on TV but neither of you paid attention to it as you were preoccupied with each other.
You looked into Sebastian’s eyes deeply with a smile playing on your lips, and he glanced right back at you looking worried and overwhelmed.


Your hands were on each other without a pause, whether it was him caressing your cheek or pushing your hair out of your face, or you running your hand through his hair or drawing patterns on his arm, you would always be in touch. Still you weren’t able to get the frown off his face, no matter what you did.

You couldn’t see him like this anymore and so you decided to offer him to talk about it.
Your hand went up to cup his jaw and he leaned into your touch, closing his eyes.


“What is it ,seb?” You asked softly, your gaze never once leaving his furrowed brows, which only frowned deeper at your question.
“You’ve been nervous and worried all day long, are you okay?” You questioned and he leaned his head back to the other side so he was now in the position he was in before, opening his eyes and looking at you with deep adoration and love.


“I am just nervous I think” he frowned, looking at you deeply.

“Its gonna be fine” you told him, capturing his lips in a soft , tender kiss.

Sebastian wished he could stay like this forever, just being with you ,seeing you, feeling you, hearing you. He wished he could take this moment and live in it forever.
Because here, with you, he felt at ease even if there was something bothering him, he would always feel comfortable and safe around you and it was just the exact same the other way around. This sort of comfort was one that made it seem like you have been knowing each other for years but instead it was just the love you felt for each other that made everything so much better. And every single day both of you would be surprised that this wasn’t only a dream, because it felt so surreal even if it was reality.


He never wanted to let you go again but you pulled away from him eventually, getting lost in his eyes as always.
Seeing the ocean in them, the stars, the sky, everything.
He eyes were all you wanted to see, at once, they shone so bright every time yours met his.
It was the thing you loved about him the most, that you could look at him and get lost for days.

You managed to come out of your haze and stroked his cheek and jaw “we gotta get ready” you told him in absence, your eyes still looking into his and you gave him a last small peck on the lips before turning around and leaving the bed.

Sebastian stared after you, watching you leave the room and once he was sure you were far away enough, he got the box from his night stand.


He opened the little velvet box to reveal a beautiful silver ring with a diamond placed onto it.
It was the ring your mother told him to buy, it was one of his favorites too, yet he was very insecure when he stood in the shop, but your mother , who was with him to help and support him, just like his mother, telling him to buy it finally convinced him.

He was worried about it all day long, he wanted to propose to you today.


He started doubting when he woke up, scenarios came to his mind, images of how you said no , one worse than the other. He thought of stuff he did making you want to turn him down, he counted the cons of himself and that didn’t really made him feel good but he couldn’t stop himself.

But this moment right now, this moment he shared with you gave him New strength, new confidence.


He’d propose, no matter what ,that was sure all the time ,but you somehow made it clear to him that there wouldn’t be a no.


You took all his fear away and he was so amazed at how good you made him feel by just being there for him.
He smiled down at the ring in contention and thoughts about how good it would look like on your finger.
He loved that imagination, somehow, he just loved it.


He closed the box again, put it into his sweats and stood up from the bed going to get ready for one of the most important nights in his life.
He smiled at himself as he thought about it, this was going to be the best night of his life.


At least until he’d marry you.


Both of you stood in the living room, being all ready and cleaned, your stylists left about twenty minutes ago and you looked amazing.

Sebastian wore an all black tux and his short hair was nicely styled to the back.
You thought he looked incredibly handsome.


You had a long, black, mermaid kinda dress which hugged your curves perfectly but loosened up from your thighs on and flew down to the ground nicely.

You said you wanted to match Sebastian’s outfit, even if it was a little cheesy, but they gave you an all black dress anyway.

Your hair and make up however made up for the plainness of the dress. You looked great, without being arrogant.


Your eye make up was intense, it was very dramatic with the black catwing eyeliner and the voluminous mascara, your eye shadow however was in golden tones, making your eyes sparkle and shine even brighter.

You loved all of your make up, from the lips to the eye-shadow but your hair was incredibly awesome too.
It was in loose waves, falling over your shoulders in voluminous manner and some were loosely pinned up. The Jewelry was a nice TouchUp to the amazing rest.

Your first glance to the mirror was supported by a gasp, you didn’t recognize yourself as you slowly looked over the person in the reflection.
You looked amazing and if you’d have to you couldn’t find one single thing that you liked the most because everything about it was so amazing that it took your breath away, just as Sebastian’s.


Both of you made your way down and into the almost luxurious black car.
Sitting inside, Sebastian’s hand found yours immediately and you looked at him with a smile playing on your lips.
The drive was spend in silence, only the touch of each other bringing both of you comfort.

Once there, both of you exited the car and walked down to the red carpet,Sebastian’s hand on the small of your back, leading you and protecting you from whatever may be.
You took some photos, gave some interviews, shared hugs with friends and finally made your way into the building, searching your seats.


“Are you okay?” Sebastian asked concerned as both of you sat down. You looked at him with a smile and nodded “are you?” You asked, a frown taking over as you rested your hand on his arm.
He smiled back at you and nodded as well, he then leaned over to you, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss.



The night went out better than you thought it would, and it wasn’t even nearly over. You just loved everything about it, being joyful and cheery the whole time.

Suddenly a woman came over to you telling you it was your turn to present and you smiled at her before looking at Sebastian, laying a hand on his cheek and getting lost in his eyes for a moment before pulling him in for a short kiss.
“See you in a minute.” You told him with a smile and stood up, walking to the stage as the woman took a seat in your place.


You went backstage and another woman checked your make-up and a man, a staff member, gave you an envelope and you suddenly felt the nervousness hitting up as your stomach turned, this was a huge deal, you’d be presenting best actor in a leading role and that was not nothing, but you took a deep breath and decided to push that feeling to the back of your mind.

Someone waved you over, signaling it was time for you to get on stage, you closed your eyes for a second before opening them and walking out on stage with a tight smile.


You immediately searched for Sebastian, knowing it would be easier to talk when you looked at him.
You could talk to him about everything, his calming eyes were all you needed to feel better.
Once you found him on his seat looking at you with a smile, you started talking.

“We are here today to celebrate movies and films.
But what would movies be without their actors?
The actors are the ones who bring the movie to life, who make us feel with the characters, who make us fall in love with them through their movies, whether they are actresses or actors, they are the most important persons”

You began having to smile a little wider at the ridiculousness that your boyfriend was an actor as well and you fell in love with him through a movie

“They make us laugh, cry or even shout at the TV.
Without the great job of the actors, a movie wouldn’t be a movie.” You finished your speech, a little insecure since you didn’t even know if it was good or made no sense at all.
“I’ll present the best actors in a leading role, and the nominees are:” you stopped letting the computer voice introduce all the actors as your eyes stayed on Sebastian’s the whole time until he blushed and looked down with a smile after hearing his own name as a nominee, making you grin at the adorable sight.

As the voice muted you stepped a bit forward again talking in the microphone “and the winner is…”
You started as you opened the envelope, immediately breaking into a big smile as you saw the name


“Someone who deserves 20 Oscars but who am I to judge” you shrugged with a giggle before turning the envelope to the cameras “Sebastian Stan” you cheered looking to him seeing his head shooting up to the mention of his name, seeing you smiling at him and he didn’t know what was happening until it clicked and he shot up from his seat going on stage to you, pulling you in for a kiss which was probably to calm his nerves but you didn’t care as his hand found yours before he pulled away receiving his academy award looking at it in disbelief.

He turned to the microphone and started talking
“Wow…” he started with his eyes fixed on the Oscar in his hands but then turning to the audience wide eyed “I never thought this would happen, that’s crazy” he said receiving a few laughs and giggles “ but I really really wanna thank my family and friends for supporting me in every situation, I wanna thank my fans for everything and of course I wanna thank y/n y/l/n.” He said looking back at you and signalling you to stand next to him as he took your hand in his and looked into your eyes.


“you are here for me whenever I need you, you support me in every way possible and you help me in everything” he started and your eyes started to get watery already “you are the love of my life and I want to thank you for everything you’ve done, without you I wouldn’t be here.” He told you adoration sparkling in his eyes before he gave you a nervous smile and handed his award to the woman standing behind him and took your other hand in his now as well.

“y/n I love you so much and I want to love you for the rest of my life, I want us to grow old and I want us to be together forever.” He told you a spark in his eyes and you already had tears streaming down your face, you smiled at him a nervous laugh escaping your lips every now and then to hide your excitement.

But then he went down on one knee looking up into your eyes as your hand flew to your mouth in disbelief
“Y/n will you do me the honor, of marrying me ?” He finally asked and you zoned out now, happy tears streaming down your face as you chocked on a ‘yes’ but you knew he understood when he broke into a huge grin and got a ring out of his pocket to slide it onto your finger.


The whole room erupted in cheers, whistles and claps but none of you noticed as you were too lost in each other.

You pulled him up to you in a salty yet emotional kiss full of love. Your hands on his cheeks just as your tears which he felt wet on his own skin as his hands rested on your hips rubbing circles into the fabric of your dress with his thumb.

He deepened the kiss and you wished you could stay in this moment forever but you pulled away after a moment or two and looked at him with a tight smile that matched his and both of you had a glow in your eyes showing all the love for each other.

He pecked your lips one last time before taking his Oscar and turned to the microphone, his arm found its way around your shoulders and he held his award up in the air
“Best night of my life” he cheered into the microphone making the whole room clap and cheer again as he lead you backstage, his arm around your shoulders and yours around his waist and when you finally arrived he pulled away and turned capturing your lips in another loving tender kiss, knowing this was just the beginning of a wonderful and great life.

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Beat For the Gods

Request: @itsmarshalltime98 Hey. I was wondering if I could get an imagine, and it doesn’t have to be long at all. The reader is a makeup artist on YouTube and she does a “I do my teammates makeup” series? Part 1 is Steve and Bucky

A/N: Not sure if I’ll do more than one part we’ll see.

“Hello everybody, it’s ya girl Y/N, and I am here with a couple of my teammates,” you gestured to the two men on either side of you, “introduce yourselves.”

“I’m Steve Rogers,” Steve smiled and waved at the camera. He seemed to be the most at ease between the two of them. It was probably because he was used to being in front of a camera. You thought of the various old war propaganda films, and the fitness videos that featured Captain America and smiled a little to yourself.

“Um.. I’m Bucky,” Bucky’s smile was hesitant and he seemed really nervous.

“These two lost a bet and here they are. I personally think this is an awful punishment because they are about to look beat for the gods!”

“What does that mean?” Steve asked quietly.

“It means I’m doing your make up and you’re going to look fantastic.”

“Oh no,” Bucky groaned hanging his head a little at the prospect. You threw your arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“It’s going to be fine,” you assured, “my viewers are going to love you… So who’s going first?”

“I will,” Steve volunteered bravely. He looked wary, but mostly resigned. You smiled at him as you pulled out the foundation you bought with Tony’s credit card to do this. The boys had in fact lost a bet, but this was also a PR thing. Tony wanted the Avengers to appear more likeable and human since the whole mess in Sokovia. Given that Bucky was one of your more intimidating members of the Avengers it was kind of imperative that he do it. Steve and Bucky were a package deal so here you are doing their make up. You moved so Steve could sit in the middle chair.  You also moved Bucky’s chair back a bit so you could work around him. You knew better than to ask them if they had any requests, because they would only look at you like little guppies. You decided to prime Steve’s face then press a light powder into his skin.

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anonymous asked:

Wow i am loving these drabbles you've been doing, could i send idea? Bianca and Adore where Bianca does really fishy drag for a change and everyone is surprised :) thank you x

Thank you darling!
Send me sentence prompts and drag race pairings and I’ll write you a little drabble!

Bianca wanted a change. She was fed up of being predictable. She wanted to be like the other queens for just one night. She didn’t want to be the funny one. Being the funny one didn’t grasp the attention she wanted. She needed to do something totally unexpected. And then maybe she would notice her. Maybe stirring things up a bit would finally catch her eye.

She toned down her make-up dramatically. She wore smaller top lashes and didn’t wear any bottom ones. She was lighter on her contour and didn’t overdraw her lips quite so much. She found a long curly dark wig she hadn’t worn in years and spent ages picking out just the right outfit. When she was finished, she didn’t recognise the person staring back at her. She looked fishy as hell, she was basically unclockable. God the other queens were in for a shock, but there was only one she cared about.

When she exited her dressing room Courtney was the first to notice her. Her eyes widened as she took in Bianca’s appearance. The toned down make-up and wig was just the tip of the iceberg. Instead of her usual long gowns she wore a short vintage dress that billowed out in a 1960’s style. It was low cut and she contoured on her cleavage. Courtney looked her up and down a few times, not sure what to make of this.
‘Are you coming for my gig girl?’ She came closer to Bianca, still wide eyed. ‘You look…I didn’t think you had it in you.’ The blonde chuckled a little, still trying to take this all in. Bianca suddenly felt a little silly.
'Do I look ok? I mean really?’
'You look amazing!’ Courtney smiled. 'What’s brought this on?’
'I just felt like a change.’ Bianca shrugged. Just then the door opened and Adore strolled in.
'Court have you seen my-’ she stopped when she noticed Bianca. 'Holy shit.’ Her jaw practically dropped open as she stared at the older queen. Bianca felt really silly now. What would Adore think of her? She probably thought she looked stupid, I’m too old to be dressing like this.
'I know it’s dumb, I was just going to change.’ Bianca sighed. She’d gotten her attention, but for all the wrong reasons. She turned to head back to her dressing room. She didn’t realise Adore had gotten closer until she felt a hand on her shoulder. Bianca spun back around to look at the younger queen. Adore smiled at her and then turned to look at Courtney over her shoulder.
'Can you give us a minute Court?’
The blonde nodded and took her leave. Adore turned back to Bianca.
'What’s all this about?’ She smiled a little. 'I was just experimenting. It’s dumb. I look dumb.’
'No you don’t!’ Adore laughed lightly. 'You look incredible.’
'Really?’ Bianca frowned, not believing her.
'Really!’ Adore insisted. 'I mean you always look incredible but…’ the younger queen trailed off, looking away from Bianca.
'What?’ Surely she couldn’t have heard her right? Adore looked back at her and even with her layers of make-up on Bianca could see her blushing.
'Just forget I said that. I didn’t mean for that to come out.’ Adore turned her back on Bianca. Bianca was stunned. This whole time she’d been desperate for Adore to notice her, to look at her in that way and she had all along?
'I did this for you.’ Bianca called after her. Adore turned back to her. 'I did this because I wanted you to think I was beautiful.’
Adore frowned a little and stepped closer to Bianca.
'Are you kidding me? I’ve always thought you were beautiful. I thought it was obvious.’ She was still blushing.
'You…you really think that?’
Adore bit her lip and nodded.
'Always. Whether you’re caked in make-up or whether your just Roy. I think you’re beautiful. You don’t have to change for me.’
Bianca’s heart soared. She didn’t have any words to say to that so instead she grabbed Adore by the waist and kissed her. The younger queen kissed her back, their lipsticks meshing together. When the kiss ended Adore bit her lip again shyly.
'Wow.’ The younger queen breathed.
'Wow indeed.’ Bianca laughed.
'I hope there’s more where that came from.’
'As many as you like.’ Bianca kissed her again. 'Does this mean I can go back to my normal look? I don’t feel like Bianca in this.’ The older queen laughed again. Adore laughed too and nodded.
'Yes please do, this is kinda freaking me out.’
'But it did what it was suppose to. You noticed me.’ Bianca smiled at her. Adore smiled too and gave Bianca one last kiss.
'I could never not notice you.’ She spoke into her lips. 'Go sort yourself out we have a show to do. And maybe after I’ll let you take me out.’ Adore winked at her before sauntering away. Bianca sighed in content. Fishy drag definitely wasn’t for her. But it had served its purpose. Bianca had finally got her girl.

I’ve started a new exercise where I turn Disney Villains into Good Guys. My goal is to change their look without changing who they are as characters, leaving in as much of their original designs while still making adjustments to give them a good guy feel. If you want a detailed description of what changes I made and their new role in their movie feel free to click the Keep Reading.

Disney Villains as Good Guys part 1/??

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He Would Never

BTS Jimin X Reader Angst:

Hello guys. This was a request. I hope you like it.

(Gif is not mine)


Originally posted by sugaglos

The first time you heard the rumors, you didn’t pay any attention to it. It had been an old friend from high school who was gossiping with you. She didn’t know you were dating Jimin and you never corrected her.

“Oh my gosh, do you still like BTS right?” she had asked. You guys had bumped into each other while shopping and decided to catch up over lunch. “Their music is so good.”

“Yeah.” You agreed easily, a smirk on your face. If only she knew.

“Is Taehyung still your favorite?” she laughed.

“Hmmm…these days I like Jimin,” you declared.

You were briefly interrupted as the waitress set your food down on the table. You guys began to eat in silence for a few minutes.

“Did you hear that he’s dating that girl idol?”

You choked on your food as you heard that. You reached over for your drink as your friend eyed you with concern.

“Are you okay?” she asked as you finally calmed down.

“Yeah, wrong pipe.” You answered shortly. You mood for the rest of lunch is more solemn, which goes by unnoticed by your friend.

When you returned home later, you had come to the conclusion that it was just a rumor. Your friend had been known to be a gossip during high school, and most of the time it wasn’t even true. You shouldn’t have let that affect you so much. Jimin would never cheat on you.


The second time you heard the rumor, you chalked it up to fans shipping their favorite idols together. You were scrolling through fan comments and had noticed his and her name showing up together a lot. Some of the fans claiming to have seen them on a date together, but there was no truth to any of their statements.

You dropped your phone onto the couch next to you with an exasperated sigh. No matter how much you believed that Jimin wouldn’t cheat on you, no matter how much you knew that he loved you, you couldn’t control the way your heart felt heavy. And even though you knew these comments had no merit, you couldn’t stop thinking about how little you have seen of Jimin lately. Of course he was busy being an idol and all, but you still felt lonely. And no matter how much you logically denied that it could be true, your subconscious kept nagging at you.

“Y/N! I’m home!” sang his voice. You looked up and smiled as he walked through the door.
Your legs carried you towards him as you jumped into his arms. His smile easing you of any worries you had. Jimin would never do anything to hurt you, he would never cheat on you. His innocent smile just proved that he wasn’t capable of it. How could someone have an innocent smile like that and do dirty deeds? It simply wasn’t possible.

He distracted you from the rumors and the fan comments. You were to focused on having you little bit of time together be happy, that you were willing to forget all about it.

But after 20 minutes of talking together on the couch, he pulled out his phone and was texting someone. His attention was off you and the story you were telling him slowly faded away. You watched at a dangerous smirk formed on his lips as he was texting. The nagging voice in the back of your mind returned and you wanted to ask him who he was talking to, but the words were caught in your throat.


The third time you heard of the rumors, it was like a slap to the face. You had avoiding reading fan comments, not wanting to let a simple rumor with no merit ruin your relationship. But this time your best friend had texted you a link.

The link brought you to two separate pictures of the idols, but they were both wearing the same bracelet. Many of the comments were speculating that it was couple bracelets, saying that it was easy to deny and say that they were just friendship bracelets - the perfect cover up. And no matter how much you wanted to deny it, the evidence seemed real. Jimin had introduced you to all of his friends, why would he hide her away unless it was something more?

You didn’t realize that your legs had dragged you to the studio until you were standing outside the door. You knew he was in there, he said he had to record with Yoongi today. You were frozen outside the door, debating whether or not to go in and confront him. You wanted to give Jimin the benefit of the doubt, but all the dots were lined up perfectly.

You took a deep breath before opening the door and peeking your head inside.

“Y/N?”

You were surprised to find Yoongi, and only Yoongi in the room. You were slightly relieved because that meant you could avoid the confrontation, but disappointed because that means that Jimin had lied to you.

“Yoongi, hello. I’m sorry to disturb you but Jimin said he was going to be here,” you explained as you took a step inside the studio. “He said that you guys were recording a song today.”

Yoongi looked at you confused, “Jimin’s not here. We finished recording that song around a week ago. Did you hear wrong?” He looked concerned as he watched you face drop. “Is everything alright?”

“You’re one of Jimin’s closest friends right?” You asked after taking a deep breath.

“Yeah?”

“And we are friends too, right?” You hands were folded together in front of you.

“Yeah, we’re friends.” Yoongi motioned for you to have a seat but you ignored him and remained standing. “What’s the point of all of this?”

“You would tell me if… If I had something to worry about regarding my relationship with Jimin, right? Because friends tell each other this things.” You blinked back tears, determined not to break down.

Yoongi mouth open and closed several times before he cleared his throat and finally answered you. “Of course I would tell you. What brought all of this on?”

You sighed and chuckled slightly. “Don’t worry about it,” you gave him a smile. “I’ll take me leave now so that you can go back to work.” You left out the room, ignoring his protests for you to stay and talk more about what was wrong.


The fourth time you heard the rumors, it was your own mind reiterating it to you as you witnessed it for yourself.

“Jimin?” you voice was barely a whisper but he still heard you. He turned around to see you standing in the middle of the coffee shop, you warm drink in your hands. He smiled widely at you as he waved you over.

You were confused. Why was he smiling about this? He had been caught cheating. This wasn’t a happy matter. Unless he was happy that he got caught because he wanted to break up with you.

Despite you confusion, you approached the table with a tense fake smile on your face. Jimin took notice of the smile a frowned in confusion before slightly pulling you to sit next to him. “Y/N! I’m happy to see you.” He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, ignoring the way your body tensed, and kissed your forehead.

The idol girl in front of you was pretty. It made perfect sense why Jimin would chose her. She had those big doll like eyes, her skin was really fair. She was pretty, something that you were not. But when you and Jimin had first gotten together, he said that he didn’t care that you did not have the perfect features of the idol girls he often worked with. He said that most of them were pretty on the outside but had no personality. He said that you were pretty because your personality was pretty.

You should have known that after a while his eyes would wander.

When he introduced you to the idol girl, she had offered you a hand to shake - which you chose to act like you didn’t see by choosing to take a drink at that exact moment. She let out an awkward chuckle as she took her hand back, but Jimin clearly wasn’t happy with you.

You couldn’t understand his angle. What game was he playing at? Did he actually expect you to befriend the girl he was cheating on you with?

When the girl offered you a compliment on your style, you scoffed before saying thanks. Her eyes widened in surprise as she leaned back in her seat. Your tone had been harsh and sardonic. Jimin’s eyes widened too, he was shocked and appalled by your actions. At this moment, you couldn’t find yourself to care.

“Y/N!” He chided you. “She was just being nice.” You rolled your eyes at his comment as you rolled your cup in between your hands. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what has gotten into her,” he apologized to the idol girl and you let out a dark chuckle.

Before you knew it, Jimin had a grasp on you wrist as he dragged you out of the coffee shop. He pulled you down the street and into a secluded alley, ignoring your protests and his grip tightened every time you tried to yank your arm back. Your back was pushed up against the wall as he stood in front of you with an intimidating glare. He clicked his tongue in disapproval, his arms were crossed in front of his chest.

“Do you mind telling me what your problem is?” Jimin asked, his voice was sharp. “Why are you being so rude?”

You sighed dramatically and stared up at the sky, refusing to make eye contact. “Why were you with her?”

“Why do you mean why was I with her? We’re friends. I didn’t know I needed permission to hang out with my friends.”

“Just friends?” you questioned accusingly.

His hand gripped tightly on you chin as he forced you to look at him. “Is that what this is about?” He eyes glared into yours, his tone was icy. “You think I’m cheating on you?”

“Jimin.” You whined as you try to get his grip to loosen, you could feel a bruise forming. “That hurts.”

He dropped you chin. You rubbed at the soreness. His back was facing you as he took a couple steps away, his hands were balled into fists. He spun around to face you again after a few minutes, once he had collected his thoughts.

“How could you think I would do something like that?”

“The evidence doesn’t lie.”

“What evidence?”

“You lied to me on multiple occasion on where you were going, who you were going to be with!” you yelled.

“Oh, so now you are checking up on me?” He raised an eyebrow. “You’re spying on me? What a bitch move.” He stalked closer to you, the look on his face was murderous. You leaned as far as you could into the wall, wishing that it would just swallow you whole. “You are my girlfriend not my mom. I can do whatever I want. Gosh, you are so fucking clingy.”

“Jimin,” your voice cracked. “What was I supposed to think?”

“I don’t know, maybe you should have some trust in your boyfriend.” He sighed.

The two of you stood there in silence. You eyes were trained onto your shoes but you could feel his stare on your face. After a couple minutes of the tense silence, Jimin let out another sigh. You looked up at him, your eyes catching his.

“I don’t think this relationship is going to work.” Those were the last words you ever wanted to hear from Jimin’s mouth. They were like a slap to the face.

You sucked in a breath.

He stood there, expectantly. He waited for a response.

“O-okay,” you stuttered. You thought you say a flash of disappointment go across his face, but before you could confirm it he was already walking away from you.

Tears fell from your eyes as you sank to the floor. You wrapped your arms around yourself and leaned you head against the wall. You finally broke. You let out a deep sob that embodied all of your pain in sorrows.

Jimin’s step faltered when he heard your cries. He stood still for a second, making sure he heard right. When he said that you should break up, he didn’t mean it exactly. He was trying to make a point. He never thought that you would just agree with it.

He took a deep breath before continuing to walk away.


It has been approximately three days since you last saw Jimin. You were wrapped up in you blanket on the couch in the living room, wishing that he would just stride in the door with his smile that could always make you feel better. It never came.


On the sixth day, Yoongi showed up at your door. You were immediately embarrassed by the state you were in. Your eyes had to be puffy and red, your clothes had tears and snot stains on them. You couldn’t remember the last time you showered. You were going to close the door on him when he pushed his way inside.

“Yoongi…what are you doing here?” you asked, your voice was extremely hoarse. You throat was dry.

You watched as he simply gathered up all your trash and placed in a bag. He straightened up the living room before taking a seat on the couch. You were hesitant to join him but you eventually did.

“Y/N. Remember when you came to the studio looking for Jimin. That day you asked me if I would tell you if something was up with your relationship,” he didn’t look at you as he talked, instead his eyes was focused on the television. You nodded your head, remembering that day quite well. “I knew what your were asking, even though you didn’t outright say it. You were asking me if he was cheating on you.” Yoongi took in a deep breath and faced you finally. “At the time, I wasn’t sure. He was spending so much time with the idol girl. And then you showed up at my studio looking for him meaning that he had lied about his whereabouts. I mean, that all seemed shady. So the next day I asked him if he was cheating on you.” Your eyes widened, you hand went to cover your gaping mouth.

“What…”

“What did he say?” Yoongi completed your question. “He told me that I was crazy for thinking so. That he loved you very much. And when I asked about the idol girl, he insisted they were just friends. I still didn’t believe him…” Yoongi sighed. “But then he broke up with you, and he has been a mess since. He doesn’t eat or sleep. He spends all day in his room. He cries all the damn time. He’s a complete fucking mess. And then the idol girl comes over and he yells at her all crazy. Saying how she ruined his life, how she could go to hell. It was crazy. He almost hit her but Namjoon had stepped in by then.”

“Why are you telling me this?” You asked.

“I know. It sounds like a cheater who regrets it, right?” Yoongi nodded to his own question. “But it’s not. I swear.”

“Yoongi,” you sighed. “Why are you here?”

“Will you come see him? Hear him out, you know?”


You were very adamant about not going. You told Yoongi that he could shove that offer up his ass. You didn’t want to talk to Jimin, you were already convinced that he cheated. And even if he didn’t, he had already lied to you on multiple occasions and he broke your heart. What difference would one visit make?

Yet, somehow you found yourself standing outside his bedroom door, your hand raised to knock but you were paralyzed. The last time you saw him, he looked downright evil and scary. He wasn’t the sweet and innocent Jimin you had grown to love.

A hand was placed on your shoulder. You looked up to see Jungkook standing next to you. He gave you an evil smirk, before knocking on the door himself. He twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open before disappearing so quick- you would have thought it was a hallucination if you didn’t know any better.

Jimin looked towards the door, a glare on his face as he prepared to chew out whatever member dared to disturb him. He was stunned into silence when he saw you standing at the doorway.

You took a hesitant step inside and shut the door behind you. “Jimin,” you whispered.

He nodded in response. He opened up his arms and motioned for you to join him on the bed.

“I don’t know…”

“Please,” he croaked out.

You feet slowly dragged you towards him. When you were close enough, he pulled you down on top of his body. His arms wrapped around your waist. His face was buried in your hair. You could feel the tears that fell from his eyes, triggering you to cry also.


“So you weren’t cheating?” You asked. You sat across from him in the dining room of your apartment. You watched as he practically inhaled the food in front of him.

“No. I swear,” he answered.

“Then why were you spending so much time with her?” you asked, a pout on your face.

“Because…she’s like a younger sister to me.” He paused, his head slightly tilted to the side as he thought over his words. “You know, the ex I told you about, the one who died of cancer. She’s the younger sister.”

You gasped. Your jaw dropped.

“She was going through a hard time and I just wanted to give her a shoulder to lean on,” he continued.

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” you asked. “I would have understood!”

“I was going to, but then she asked me not to. She thought that you wouldn’t like her due to the nature of the relationship.”

“Jimin! I’m not that cold hearted. You still could have just told me.”

“I know. I’m sorry,” he reached over the table and grabbed your hand. “It will never happen again. I promise to tell you everything and anything!” He declared, the sweet smile on his face once again. “Just take me back please,” he pleaded.

“Do you think I would let you back in my house if I wasn’t going to take you back?” you asked as you returned his smile. “Of course I’ll take you back Jimin. I love you.”

If Jimin’s smile could have gotten any wider it would have. He practically glowed from hearing you say that. He leaned over the table to kiss you. “I love you too, Y/N.”

so here’s the thing about fake ah crew and femininity:

geoff’s got two holes in his right ear, and usually he just keeps one or two small thin black hoops in if he’s wearing anything at all, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t also really like elaborate dangly things and diamonds and garnets and generally just, wow, gemstones are pretty as fuck, put that shit in my ear.

(also one year for his birthday gavin gets him dick earrings as a joke but fuck if he doesn’t wear them for like two weeks straight, come hell or high water or meetings with big-name, dangerous kingpins, that’s right, those are dicks in my ear, wanna fight about it?)

but then there’s also the lipstick thing.

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