either way he looks so adorable

EXTRA KOOK IS EXTRA+ORDINARY

Jungkook was a veeeery very shy & cute person when he debuted

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But as he grew up, aside from becoming SUPER handsome & sexy

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He also became SUPER extra

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Looking at JK you will first ask yourself “Why????”

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Then “HOW?????”

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Sometimes you will be concerned  (remember he had no friends from the same age so he tried to approach a chicken …)

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And … he is so extra … we are scared one of the members may be sent to the hosppital someday .. save them pls

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Sometimes Most of the times we have no explanation to what he is doing or thinking

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but how can we understand someone who eats paper???

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Just …

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a rare weird handsome and talented specimen 

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BigHit accepted how extra he is, they made a choregraphy suitable for him

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And he was risen by a bunch of dorks … 

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so he is not fully to blame (none of them is normal either) 

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But he looks pretty cool doing it on stage

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And no matter what, this baby adores his ARMYs so much he goes the extra way to just bow to them

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ARMYs know that’s why they love and accept him just the way he is even if we still don’t know what is he. I mean … How can we not? He is growing so~oo well 

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By @mimibtsghost​ ^^

tsundere (m)

Originally posted by nnochu

⇢ resident advisor! yoongi x reader, college au

⇢ word count: 11.2k

⇢ summary: according to the rumours, min yoongi is a bad apple- doesn’t take grades seriously, drinks as if he has two livers, a certified bad boy™. when you get paired up with him for a project, you’d never expect that someone like him would have a thing or two to teach you about life itself- and how it should be lived. 

⇢ warnings: angst, smut

🎵 song recommendation: something just like this by coldplay x the chainsmokers

a/n: finally something that isn’t pwp????? :”) 


Panic races through your veins and fills up your airway, causing your breathing to double itself, chest heaving in an attempt to calm yourself down. No, this can’t be happening, you chant to yourself over and over. The clock on your laptop is glaringly bright in the near darkness of your room, and the numbers burn themselves into the back of your eyelids. When you close your eyes, the uncomfortable stinging of your contact lenses makes your eyes water and at this point they might as well be tears of desperation.

It’s not like you’ve never had writer’s block before, you reason with yourself. You just have to start writing and edit along the way. Your own voice of reason is drowned out by the anxiety that echoes all the possible consequences of not acing this paper. It’s nearly 4 am and the essay you have so far in front of you is not enough to get an A, you know it in your bones but you can’t come up with anything better either. You could just submit this as it is, but anything less than an A on this paper would pull you down from the cusp of that ever elusive first class honours. And you can’t afford to graduate with anything less than that. The very thought of it sends a fresh chill of panic that creeps down your spine and jolts your fingers into a typing frenzy, spilling thoughts and ideas onto your screen till you reach the end of the page.

But when you read over what you’ve written, it doesn’t make sense at all, just incoherent rambling sentences strung together into a never ending paragraph. In frustration you shove your laptop away from you and push back your chair, reaching for your keys and phone. Sneaking a peek at your roommate’s still form across the room, you let yourself out of the room silently, feeling your tensed shoulders relax immediately as the cool night air embraces you with open arms.

It’s a little chilly to be out in just a long shirt and sleep shorts, but since there’s no one awake to catch you dressed like this, it’s the least of your concerns for now. The balcony that is attached to your room affords a little privacy, and it’s one of the perks of occupying the corner room on this floor. The tranquillity of the cold, autumn night directly contrasts with the millions of theories and concepts running through your mind, and any attempts at clearing your mind are failing pathetically. The residential halls are eerily silent at this time of the night, and as you glance down over the protective railings, you consider how easy it would be to just climb over, just one leg over and then-

“Late night?” You whirl around at the interruption of a raspy, gruff voice sounding from behind you. Your eyes are met with a figure clothed in an oversized sweatshirt and jeans, but it’s only when you squint in the darkness to survey his face that you realise who he is.

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anonymous asked:

Sober Yuuri & Drunk Yuuri kills Victor in different ways lol, Sober Yuuri would be adorable like "Look Victor! Makkachin learned a new trick!" and Victor would need to sit down & clutch his chest, meanwhile Drunk Yuuri goes like "Victor! I will DESTROY you in bed!" and Victor is so frustrated because he knows Yuuri's just talking about competitive Yoga stretching when he's drunk and not...other things.... Yuuri still kills him either way lmao hahahaha

LMAO rip my dude

Breakfast (Peter Quill x Reader)

Warnings: fluffy fluffy fluffy. Mentions of sex.
Paring: Peter Quill x Reader

You woke up in your bed to find that Peter wasn’t there. This wasn’t a shock to you. Honestly, it was more of a shock he spent the night in your room than anything else.

You two had this thing. You were friends, you were partners.. you were the freaking Guardians of the Galaxy. But there was this thing. This unspoken thing.

One night on the ship, you both were stressed. So much was going on, and you both started drinking. The next thing you know, you were kissing. Then, the next thing you know, you were in Peter’s bed.

Afterwards, you immediately freaked out thinking it would be so awkward and weird between you two now. But it wasn’t. It was literally like nothing had happened. And you were so thankful. You thought that would be it. But then, it happened again. And again. And again… Now it was just this thing that happened that you didn’t talk about. And you tried your best not to think about. But most of the time, you did.

Last night was a little different. Peter was being very generous to you in many ways. He had been nicer to you lately. He was never mean, but you felt he was complimenting you more. You noticed that night when he came to your room, he wasn’t focused on his needs. He made it clear he wanted you to feel good. You laid down afterwards and you were so tired. You just shut your eyes, ready for sleep. But you never heard Peter get up. Instead, he moved closer to you which made you open your eyes.

He was staring right at you. “Can I…” he said, trailing off. You looked at him, urging him to go on. “Can I stay tonight?”

You nodded, closing your eyes again. “It’s fine, Peter. I don’t care if you stay.” You say nonchalantly.

You assumed he was just comfortable and that he didn’t want to leave. Plus, it wasn’t that late, so maybe he was worried one of the team would see him leaving your room. But he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest.

Is Peter Quill cuddling right now? You have to be dreaming.

You just sat there with your eyes open and you knew your heart must be racing. You eventually fell asleep, very confused. But you decided to just go with it.

But now, here you are, in your bed alone and still bare from the night before. You get up and find Peter’s shirt from the night before on the floor. You stare at it a moment before deciding to throw it on. You grab some panties and head out in search of breakfast.

You stop by and press play on Peter’s awesome mix as you head to the kitchen.

The all so familiar beat sounded through the speaker, making you smile. This one was your favorite.

You nodded along and kind of danced your way to the kitchen. The beginning was slow, but the beat had picked up now. “Hell.. hell..” you sang, smiling. “What’s the matter with your mind and your sign and a ohhh..”

You began making some bacon and the song went on finally coming to your favorite part. “Cause you’re fine and you’re mine and you look so divine… come and get your love… come and get your loveee…”

You were really just enjoying this song and really jamming out. You go to check on your bacon, then someone slips their arms around your waist from behind your back, making you instinctively push them off and slam them into the fridge putting your spatula up to their neck. Your eyes soften as you realize who it is.

“Peter?” You ask.

He just starts laughing at you. You shove him and got back to your bacon. He’s still laughing. “What?!” You finally yell.

“What? Nothing,” he says, throwing his hands up in defense. “I was just wondering how you kill someone with a spatula. You gonna flip me with that thing?”

You roll your eyes, but then you realize something. You slam the spatula down and look over to him. “How long were you standing there watching me?”

He smirked. “Long enough. You’re a great dancer.”

You blush and get your bacon out of the skillet, putting it on a plate. You try to focus on the food in front of you instead of looking at Peter.

He comes over behind you and wraps his arms around your waist like before. He sways with you to the music. He leans down and whispers in your ear, “is that my shirt?”

You blush again, knowing he must think that you’re obsessed with him. Or crazy. He’s never going to want to…

Your thoughts were cut off by him turning you the face him. He tips your chin up to make you look at him. “You look beautiful.” He says, barely above a whisper. “Much better in it than I do.”

The song changed. It was now Strange Magic. He put his hands on your waist and pulled you away from the counter. You put one hand on his shoulder and grabbed his other hand. The two of you danced around and he just looked into your eyes. He pulled your hand up and spun you around and pulled you back into him. You literally felt like the breath was kicked out of you as you looked at him.

“And you say you’re not a dancer.” He whispered.

“If you tell anyone, I’ll kill you, Quill.”

He smirked down at you. “With your spatula?” He said.

You pushed him, making him laugh more. You rolled your eyes and pulled out of his arms entirely. You go over and grab your plate of food and go sit at the table. You grab some orange juice and start eating. Peter comes over and sits down next to you. He’s looking on his tablet at the news you assumed.

You finished your breakfast and leaned back in your chair, looking over at Peter. You wondered where he went that morning. You wanted to ask, but you didn’t want to pry. You didn’t want to come off as “that girl”. You know… the clingy ones. The two of you weren’t even a couple. You were just friends… that danced in the kitchen while you have no pants on… that admire each other.. that have sex…

“Where did you run off to this morning?” You blurt out suddenly, surprising yourself and Peter.

He looked a little dumbfounded. Like he wasn’t expecting you to ask. “I just had some things to do around the ship. I got up when I usually do.” He said, simply.

You knew that was true. He was always busy at work.

“So, when are we going to talk about the fact that we’re more than friends?” You ask, wondering to yourself where this is coming from. You never reached out on such a limb before.

He literally spit out his coffee and dropped his tablet on the table, looking over at you. “Are we doing this? Talking about this?”

“Yep.”

“Okay… here we go,” he says. “The night that I kissed you… we both were so stressed out because of the whole Ego situation. It just kind of happened and it was a blur.”

You nod to him, urging him to continue.

“I just wasn’t expecting it to be anything more than two friends who got a little drunk and made a mistake. I wasn’t expecting it to happen again… and again… and ag-”

You reach over and punch his arm. He smirked at you. “You just kept begging for more.” You said.

“Oh, me? I was begging? What about you?” He says. “Oh, Peter! Please, I need you inside of me!” He continued in a high pitch moany voice.

You deadpanned him. “The night in the cockpit.” You said, simply.

He stopped smiling, and just looked over at you. “That’s cold.” He said.

“Y/N, I need you. I need to not think for a few minutes. All I want to think about is us for a few minutes.” You say in a deep voice.

He just looked down and you wondered if you said something that offended him.

“I used you.” He said.

“What?” You say, furrowing your eyebrows.

“I was selfish and used you not to think about my problems.”

“I used you too.” You said. He looked up at you. “I didn’t want to think about my issues either. I loved how I could just lose myself in you.”

You each just stare at each other for a moment. Peter finally gets up and pulls you out of your chair. He looks down at you in an adoring way. You tried to keep your breathing steady. He began to lean in and your heart set on fire. You had kissed plenty of times. But suddenly it felt so different.

His lips brushed against yours and you almost let out a gasp. You reached up and destroyed the small gap between your lips. The kiss was soft, and slow. It wasn’t sexual at all. It was sweet.

He pulled away and let his head rest on your forehead. “This is more than friendship.” He said.

“Yes.” You said.

“This is also… more than just sex.” He said.

This was not something you had imagined hearing. You smiled up at him. “Yes… it is.”

Stupid (Yoongi/Reader Fluff)

Summary: It’s 2:45 am and Min Yoongi’s at your door. Stupid.

(( Note: Lol, hey guys… Guess who’s not dead. *Me (I think)* Sorry I went on hiatus out of nowhere :/ Can’t say that I’m back officially because like the last time I said that I was gone three months after (hehe). So I’m semi back I guess? I’ve been missing those active Tumblr days so much, I wish I can be on more, idk what will happen in the future but I’ll try my best to post more scenarios and just overall be more active :) HOPEFULLY SMH—Also I know nothing about piano/music writing, I apologize for any mistakes and please please listen to the song it’s really pretty ))


Literally, what the hell.”

You stared at your best friend, completely dumbfounded by the fact that you were even staring at him considering that it was pitch black and cold as shit out. In other words, it was 2:45 in the morning and no other than Min Yoongi was standing there right in front of you, hands stuffed deep into his large coat along with a fluffy scarf wrapped countless times around his head, hot air from his mouth puffing out into the frozen winter air. 

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Spock describes smog, and Jim is just beaming because he’s describing it with scientific interest – which is cute, because Jim and Bones know exactly what smog is. I love the look they share. Couple interpretations: 

McCoy: is he – jim, are you hearing this? 
Jim: i know, i know, it’s hilarious 

and/or

Jim: he’s so cute when he sciences look at him omg
McCoy: youre insufferable i can’t believe you

either way, they both absolutely love it when Spock does this. tells them something about Earth in such a foreign way, without having it be such a normal part of his understanding of history, of the world. it’s adorable. 

popcorn

pairing: reader x jungkook

rating: pg14

word count: 1.0k

m a s t e r l i s t 

Only three things were required in order for a movie night to be considered successful: a) a movie, obviously, b) blankets, to cuddle into, of course, and c) popcorn, self-explanatory. Unfortunately, this particular movie night was running low on c, and it was your turn to heat some more.

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EXO reaction | to you wearing their shirt

Minseok:

  • He would be surprised at first though extremely… interested.
  • He’d think you look cute all dressed in that black sleeveless shirt of his, resting just above your mid-thigh.
  • Oh, and let’s not forget his black cap.
  • He’ll adore you wearing all his clothes despite looking awfully hot.
  • He’d definitely know what that could eventually lead up to.
  • And he’d be playful, oh yes. 

“Trying to seduce me in my own clothes, are we, princess?”

“Maybe…Is that what you want?”

“Oh, yes, yes.”

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Junmyeon:

  • It would definitely leave him flustered and all.
  • A giggly mess.
  • He’d be confused as to what you intended with that.
  • Did you only want to be playful and wear that so flatter-fitting white shirt or did you expect something more?
  • Either way he’d find you completely adorable.

“You like my shirt, eh, darling?”

“It smells like you.”

“Ah–” -shies away-

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Yixing:

  • Would love it.
  • So much, too.
  • He’d find you more lovable, wearing his shirt.
  • He’d love the idea of you being comfortable, more so if it’s because of him
  • –even in an indirect way.
  • He’d adore your smile and cute giggles when you find him staring at you funnily. 

“How is it?” -twirling around in his shirt-

“Beautiful. Do you like it that much? Do you want more? Wait, should I get more so that you can use them too?”

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Baekhyun:

  • Well, he’d be all for it, honestly.
  • Even more when he’s not exactly that tall
  • –and it doesn’t really fit you that long.
  • You know what I mean.
  • He’d joke around at first, obviously.
  • But…

“Staring like that, eh, Byun? Give me a break, I might wear off.”

“Oh, no, just an idea, that’s all.” “I could always, you know, try your shirt on too or something… Let me just get this one out of the way first.”

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Jongdae:

  • Unexpected.
  • He’d be unexpected.
  • You’d have thought seeing you in that not-quite-long-not-quite-short long sleeved shirt of his would, I don’t know, activate that little part of his brain.
  • But no.
  • He would become so sweet and careful with you
  • Thankful for having you with him, so, so close.

“You know I love you so much, right, (Y/N)?” -hugging you-

“Dae, I can’t breathe.” -struggling-

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Chanyeol:

  • Boy, oh, boy.
  • He would be very much whinny.
  • Why didn’t you wear his stuff more often?
  • For once he would complain about his height.
  • His shirt reaching down almost to your knees, fitting much more loosely than desired.

“Baby.” -whining-

“What.” -whining back-

“Don’t you think another shirt will fit you better than that?”

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Kyungsoo:

  • Okay, so, here, his hair grew.
  • “no, no, no, no, no, baby don’t say you want no bad guy”
  • But really, he would feel bad.
  • You standing there
  • A little lady sporting his shirt around mid-thigh, innocently soft and all–
  • he would feel bad.

“(Y/N), do you really want me to be the bad guy here?” -pouting his bitten lip-

“I never said I don’t want a bad guy.”

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Jongin:

  • He’d be so fluffing excited, honestly.
  • A giant tail-wiggling puppy.
  • Would have so many things in mind.
  • No, not those things.
  • Yes, you look damn good, but you know what is damn good too?
  • Cuddling down next to each other to watch some movies and binge on sweets. 

“WOW, baby, you look great. wAIT, what if I get a shirt on too, get a movie going, pop some corn–”

“Niniiiii.”

“–get some chocolates, and pillows and blankets aND–”

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Sehun:

  • He would try to keep his calm on, alright.
  • Oh Sehun is proud.
  • Letting you know he’s feeling all flustered and chummy chummy by the simple act of you wearing his shirt would damage the reputation he’d built with you
  • (that of a cool, composed boyfriend)
  • –one which, after all, always broke with your antics. 

“Mhm? Something wrong, Hunnie?”

“W-Why do you ask?”

“You were staring.”

“Was I?”

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anonymous asked:

favorite stalia moments?

OK so I love, love, love, their sleepover when Stiles can’t get comfortable, I think that’s probably my favourite Stalia scene because it’s so layered. At the beginning of the sequence, Stiles can’t sleep because he isn’t comfortable sharing his space

so they go through all of these positions to find a new form of comfort for him

and I absolutely adore when Malia is like, fine, and has them face back-to-back

because Stiles is like

because they’re not entwined with each other, he isn’t used to having someone else in his bed but he doesn’t want to not be snuggling with Malia either. And then he has this adorably sheepish look on his face when he knows he’s being difficult but he just wants to be comfortable and wrapped with Malia somehow:

then they find his new comfort:

and we very rarely see women snuggling men so I enjoyed that and I also enjoyed that now that Malia is gone he can’t sleep, whether or not he’s in the middle is now irrelevant:

I also really loved the “I would never leave without you” because Stiles is panicking:

and the matter-of-fact way Malia says that she would never bail without Stiles by her side:

like it goes to show how much they mean to each other, Stiles’ concern that she would take off and Malia combating her animalistic instinct for Stiles.

And then I loved the echo of that:

and the way Stiles stares at her:

there is so much affection in his gaze and my friend who has never seen Teen Wolf but watched the Stalia and Scira scenes spoke about how it looked like it was tearing Stiles apart to leave Malia for that moment:

and he has such a sense of urgency when he comes back to her, the way he run-walks:

I love their reunion scene because first of all it really showed again how much Stiles knows Malia because he can help her express things she has difficulty articulating:

I also thought it was such a mixture of chemistry and affection because there is some really intense “I’m sorry, I miss you”

but there’s also a sexual tension undercurrent to this scene that made it even angstier

and then there was so much catharsis in their actual reconciliation

I love their first sex scene. Antis like to tear it apart but whatever, I liked it because Malia wanted to do something that felt natural to her so she did it, there were no puritanical hangups about it, she was comfortable in her sexuality and Stiles was more than comfortable too, he’s enthusiastic and he clearly cares about Malia:

When he won’t leave her when shes about to coyote out and the way he strokes her face when she manages to stay human, that sense of tenderness:

Bringing her into math class because that was hilarious:

and subsequently when he realizes she’s using the same method he uses when trying to decipher something:

Their morning “morning breath” make out

Their “focus” kiss

and how it completely shakes Stiles

and gets Malia to concentrate

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Hemroid shushing you during a quickie cause you're being too loud NUT

You guys are at Harry’s uncle’s house for a family reunion dinner— one which his family had insisted you come to.

You guys had snuck away while everyone was mingling and chatting about the new Stephen King movie that came out, Harry having gotten a sudden urge to take you then and there.

You weren’t doing much to trigger this type of response from him— simply telling a tale from where your fear of clowns had derived when you were young, making all his cousins laugh lightly as you cracked jokes at your own expense.

And right then, as he stared at you fondly with a small smile on his lips, his cock had given a random, unfortunate twitch. He’d later argue that it was a “love boner” that stemmed from how much he adored you and your silly horror story, but it was most likely do to how plump your lips looked in the muted golden light of the living room and the way your throat looked so pretty and delicate in the rose gold necklace he’d gifted you for your anniversary.

Either way, you’d both ended up in the coat closet, as far away from the thick of the party as possible, with Harry pressing you up against all the jackets and hangers. The coats acted as a sort of padding to muffle the sound of him cramming himself inside you roughly, as well as cushioning for your back as he gifts your clit with harsh rams.

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GOT7: their s/o steals their shirts

when I was dating my ex girlfriend, she practically lived in my closet. but she’s like, eight inches shorter than me so I could wear nothing of hers. the pain

Mark: 

Mark loves seeing you in his shirts, ok? Especially if they’re slightly big on you and soft and he can pull you into his arms and cuddle for hours. If it were a common occasion for you to show up for a date in a shirt he hadn’t even noticed had disappeared, he’d literally melt into a Mark-shaped puddle on the floor (ok, not literally, but you get me), smiling nonstop and hugging you until you’re about 87% sure his arms have left indentions in your ribs. He doesn’t care if you steal so many shirts that he’s only got two left- it’s worth it for the feeling he gets when he sees them draped over your shoulders. 

“You’re so cute, Y/N. I’m serious.” 

Jaebum: 

Jaebum is torn between thinking you’re adorable in his shirts and thinking you’re hot as fuck in his shirts. Either way, he loves it. Not only do you look absolutely brilliant in his shirts, but it’s pretty obvious that you’re taken, so others are less likely to flirt with you. And, of course, he loves showing you off and this is a perfect way to do that. He probably buys shirts, wears them twice, and then leaves them at your place, though, so that he still has a closet after you visit. You’d sometimes catch him staring at you when you’re wearing one of his shirts with a proud expression painted on his face

“You should wear my shirts more often. It’s hot.” 

Jinyoung: 

Jinyoung won’t admit it very often, but he loves how you look in his shirts. That said, he’s not a huge fan of you stealing them. They are his shirts, after all. If you were just hanging out with him and stole a shirt to wear for that, though, he wouldn't be able to tear his eyes away from you. If you’re out in public in his shirt, he feels conflicted because on one hand, everyone knows you’re his and he loves that feeling, but on the other hand, he prefers these things to be done in private. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t think you look amazing, however, and he’ll probably compliment you at least once or twice, though he won’t do it more than that because he’s trying to convince you to stop stealing his clothes lmao

“You look amazing. Do you not have shirts of your own, though?” 

Jackson: 

Proud af boyfriend. He thinks you’re drop-dead gorgeous no matter what you wear, but seeing you in one of his shirts is almost a religious experience for him. He would literally give you the shirt from off his back if it meant he got to see you in it, no joke. He wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off of you when you wore his shirts, by the way, so get ready for that. His arms will be around your waist, slung over your shoulder, tangled up in your hair, whatever- they’re going to be on you. Get ready to be shown off. You could have the flu and look like an absolute mess but he’s grabbing a random stranger and telling them to look at his beautiful s/o (but not too long, he aint about that) 

“Isn’t Y/N beautiful? Seriously, so sexy. My heart stops every day.” 

Youngjae: 

Youngjae thinks it’s hilarious how he never notices his shirts disappearing, yet you have such an extensive collection and how did you even manage this?? Impressive, really. He loves the way you look in his shirts, how they’re a little too big and the sleeves go past the length of your arms. He might get shy when he first sees you in one of his shirts in public because he thinks everyone knows that you got it from him and to him that’s such an intimate thing like !! ohmygod!! But he tells you that you look amazing about a million times, his signature smile coming out involuntarily. Probably can’t resist running the fabric through his fingers when you’re close to him because he’s in such awe of how good it looks on you and is it even real?

“Ah, Y/N. I don’t know what to say.”

Bamboo: 

Honestly, what did you expect from the king of memes? BamBam would have way too much fun with the fact that you loved stealing his shirts, purposely leaving the ugliest things he owns at your house and pretending to be upset when you didn’t wear them on dates with him. He’d probably spray a shirt with Pam’s Cooking Spray or some shit and give it to you to wear, no joke. On the flip side, he thinks you look hot as hell in his shirts and loves, loves, loves to see you wear them as long as you return them afterwards because he spent real money on those, ok? Also- he’d definitely take you shopping with the sole purpose of buying shirts for himself that you would steal later. 

“You look so sexy in my shirts. Probably because they’re mine.” 

Yugyeom: 

Yugyeom would love seeing you in shirts because wow they look amazing on you and how are you so cute? It’s honestly not fair. That said, if you wore one of his shirts around the other members and they realized, he would die inside, blushing and hiding his face and giving them even more to tease him about tbh but hey he’s cute. Might take your hand and dash out of the room and down the street with you. Also might never let you near his members again for another year and a half. If it were just the two of you, though, he’d be the most smiley green bean on the planet, hugging you and holding your hand super tightly and gazing at you because he honestly can’t believe how great you look. Expect lots of forehead kisses

“I don’t know how to deal with how cute you are right now.” 

Yandere EXO vs BTS over you

Dear my lovelies, This is my first time doing something like this, so if it is too violent just tell me guys and I will take it down a notch. Plus there are seven members of BTS and Nine members of EXO. Therefore I choose who complimented each other the most which was really hard. 

Chanyeol: He was your best friend, and you did everything together. You played video games even if you sucked at the game, you watched movies, and had inside jokes with each other. There were times he would tease you for being not as nerdy as him, but he would let it slide because you were just so cute to him. He didn’t want to ever to lose you to anyone. He wanted to be your superhero and forever be by your side protecting you and making you laugh. He hated that Jungkook even looked your way or that you were friends with him. 

Jungkook: Just like Chanyeol you were best friends. You played shooter games together like Overwatch and Destiny. Jungkook would make it a game that every time either one of you died you had to do something silly with each other. He thought you were adorable and playing games with you was the best time of his life even if you died multiple times. Always a thrill seeker by heart he would get you to ride big roller coasters; he thought it was cute when you were scared to go on the ride, but had fun after. 

Them fighting over you: You decided to have them both over one day for a game session. Chanyeol was acting cute leaning against you, and touching your hair by brushing it from your face. You gave him a smile with your cheeks a bit red. This drove Jungkook crazy. He wanted to only be touching you. He only wanted you to look at him and play games with him. To get your attention Jungkook pulled you onto his lap. 
“Here (Y/N) you can see the Television better.” He smiled against your cheek with his head rested on your shoulder. Chanyoel bit his lip and gripped the controller in anger. 

When you left the room to grab drinks for the group Jungkook stood up anger filling him he grabbed Chanyeol by his sweatshirt pulling him off the couch. You stood there shocked watching Jungkook grit his teeth at Chanyoel. Chanyeol took the opportunity to swing the controller at Jungkook’s face. Jungkook groaned holding his bloody face and they when after each other with punches flying you tried to scream for them stop.

 Jungkook wiped off the blood from his split lip. “I know your game, but (Y/N) is mine. I know everything about her, and I will have her heart.” 

Chanyeol glared at Jungkook while running a hand down his beaten and bruised face. “I don’t know what you are talking about, but (Y/N) is my girl. I will protect her from anything especially a guy like you.” 


Hoseok: He loved to make you smile and laugh. He was always sweet and was there if you were having a bad day. He was your closet friend that you told all of your secrets. He even taught you how to dance. Although, you weren’t as good as him you tried your best with him. He would want to always have a smile on your face, and he hated it when anyone would hurt you. 

Baekhyun: Another bundle of sunshine that was too adorable for words. Although, he didn’t mind doing physical things like dancing with you he was just happy cuddling you and listening you talk about your day. He would always listen intently giving his thoughts about your day. He wanted you in his arms no matter what he would keep you by his side. 

How they fought for you: It was one of those days that Hoseok wanted to spend all day with you. He had a hard time for the studio, and all he wanted to do was dance with you relieve some stress. Since, you had time before seeing a movie with Baekhyun you agreed. Hoseok really wanted to show you the man he could be other than making you just smile and laugh, so he put on a sexual sounding song when you got there. Nervously, you started to sway your hips and roll your body. Turned on by your moves Hoseok put his hands on your waist behind you and moved his hips side to side like you. 

Baekhyun was so happy to see a movie with you. A real date with you, and he was going to make it perfect so you fell for him in an instant. He stopped in his tracks seeing you swaying your hips with a hot and bother Hoseok. He clenched his fists and walked over yanking you away from him. You let out a gasp of shock. 

Hoseok narrowed his eyes at Baekyun. “What are you doing here? This is just me and (Y/N). You’re ruining the fun we were having.” He grabbed your arm pulling you towards him. 

 “FUN! You just want to get in her pants Hoseok. I know your games.” Baekhyun kept you close to his side to him Hoseok was evil and wanted nothing, but to fuck you. “She is my love. I won’t let you do anything to (Y/N).”


Namjoon: Being smart and having a kind heart Namjoon instantly fell for you. He loved that you were smart and enjoyed to learn new things that interest you the most. He would always find books that you two would like to read together between him working on his music which he always asked your opinion on like what could make it sound better. You two spend time together reading, and creating together. You two learned from one another. You were the most beautiful woman in his life not just for your looks, but your personality. 

Yixing: Although, he was busy he seemed to always make time for you and what you wanted. His favourite thing would be relaxing at a pool or a beach with you. He loved enjoying the outdoors with you; it also didn’t hurt he got to see your body in bikini which he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. 

How they fought over you: You were relaxing with Yixing at the beach with a book you and Namjoon were reading in your bag. Sprawled out onto the beach towel next to Yixing who was wearing glasses and was shirtless. You two were enjoying the feeling the sun in a comfortable silence. 

“(Y/N)!” Namjoon was out with the other members when he saw you laying in your bikini next to Yixing. He tried to give you a smile when you sat up. Namjoon didn’t care what you were doing with Yixing; he just wanted him gone, so he did the only thing that came to mind was talk to you and ask you about the book you two were reading. Yixing let out a growl looking up at Namjoon who was speaking to his girl. Yixing took your hand causing Namjoon to grit his teeth in anger. 

“Yixing. Why don’t you leave this conversation with me and (Y/N) since it is only for intellectuals.” 

Yixing shook his head letting out a small chuckle. He took your hand in his causing Namjoon’s eyes to narrow. “You think I’m not smart? I’m smart enough to know (Y/N) doesn’t want anything to do with you.” 


Yoongi: Even though, Yoongi was cold on the outside, and rarely showed his emotions he was always sweet to you. You were one of closest his friends. He would confined into you and show his emotions more when he was around you. You usually spent your time laying in bed just talking. It was relaxing allowing you to get to know each other as much as possible. You and him could talk for hours with no end enjoying each other’s company. Yoongi liked that about you. That he was comfortable around you. He would never want anyone to share moments with you like you shared together. 

Kyungsoo: A man of action. He showed his feelings for you in the little things he did like putting his coat around you when you got cold or shielding you from the ran with his body. He would brush your hair out of your face, and tell you how pretty you were if you felt insecure. In his eyes you were perfection and needed to be protected from those who were willing to take his perfect girl away. 

How they fought for you: You were sitting outside a cafe with Kyungsoo eating a desert when you got some whip cream on the side of your mouth. Kyungsoo laughed at you using his thumb to wipe the side of your mouth then licked it causing you to blush looking at your cake. Yoongi saw you across the street and a smile spread across his face, but it disappeared when he saw Kyungsoo with you and the gesture. Yoongi rarely showed his emotions, but when it came to you he couldn’t help the strong emotions he felt for you. He walked across the street not caring for the cars honking at him. 

Once Yoongi got to your table he landed a hard punch in Kyungsoo’s face. “You think you can take care of (Y/N). Do you even know anything about her?” 

Kyungsoo gave Yoongi a soft crazy smile holding his bruised cheek. 
“I know you are bothering us. (Y/N) is mine.” 

Jimin: Although,  he exudes sexuality he could also be just as cute as he was sexy. He had a big heart, and always wanted to see you happy. He was prince in your eyes, and that is how he wanted to seem to you always. Your knight in shining armor to save the princess from evil like Junmyeon,   

  Junmyeon: A sexy boy who knew what he wanted in a girl, and that is what you were. He wanted you. Everything about you made his heart beat out of his chest. Your looks, your personality, and what you had left to show him if you ever dated. That is was caused him to need you to be his. He wanted to see a side of you no one would ever see. 

How they fought over you: It was during a photoshoot. Junmyeon looked even sexier than usual wearing just a hoodie to show off his chiseled body. You watched biting one of your fingers as he posed for the camera. He couldn’t help but sneak glances at you and smile at the way you were reacting to him. Then your phone went off. You apologized to the photographer at the sound going off. It was Jimin. He had called you earlier about plans with him. You had agreed thinking that the photoshoot wouldn’t take long. However, you were late so Jimin decided to pick you up from shoot. You had texted them address of the place. Junmyeon narrowed his eyes at the way you were smiling at your phone. He stopped the photographer saying he needed a break then he pushed you up against a wall his hands on either side of you. He snatched your phone from you grimacing at the name on it. 

Suddenly, you heard yelling and saw Jimin looking at you and Junmyeon. Before, you could saying anything Jimin ran at Junmyeon tackling him to the ground. “What are you doing with (Y/N)!” 

Junmyeon pushed off Jimin and stood up with a smirk. He pulled you close by your hip and gripped your ass possessively. “Sorry to say this, but (Y/N) doesn’t find you nearly as sexy as me.” 


Taehyung: Taehyung was a goofball around you as much as he was sexy man. He showed both sides of him frequently teasing you with his sexy body during a dance and you getting aroused by it. He would also be cuddling with you and giving you playful kisses on the cheek. He wanted you. He needed to feel you under him as you melted from his pleasure and only his. 

Sehun: Just like Taehyung he was a goofball that showed how sexy he could be. Even though, he was more a goof around you than really sexy man. You loved that about him. There were times though that he wanted to show how much he could pleasure you by just whispering naughty things in your ear that caused you to blush. He wanted you. He wanted you to be his, and he had to show you what a man he could be even though he was young. 

How they fought over you: This wasn’t truly a fight. It was more of who could make you react from their teasing. Taehyung wanted you to come undone in front of him from him and only him. He wanted you to be his forever. Taehyung would do anything to tease you with his tongue or hands. He would pull you into his lap and whisper naughty things in your ear running his hand along your neck. 
“I can give you pleasures that Sehun can only dream of giving you (Y/N).”

Sehun growled at Taehyung and gave a kiss on your neck. He would follow you around and try to get you alone with him. When he got you alone he pressed you against the counter of the kitchen. 

“Taehyung wishes he could pleasure you like I can (Y/N). I can have you screaming my name.” 


Jin: He was a big brother to you. He would protect you from anything and help you with anything you needed. His favourite thing was to cook with you. You two would put on some music and dance while cooking a meal for the group. He found it fun to play with food with you throwing it so you could catch it in your mouth. You were his delicious treat, and he wasn’t going to let anyone else have a taste of you. 

Kai: Kai was your protector just like Jin. He would do everything with you, and his favourite thing to do with was dance together. You two would dance with each other, and he would teach you new dances he created himself. You were his partner in dancing and life. He wouldn’t anyone else let their hands on you. 

How they fought over you: You were having a really bad day. School was stressing you out, and you didn’t feel like talking to anyone. You were laying in bed when you heard a knock on your door. You opened it to see Jin standing there with food he made just for you. You gave him a small smile letting him in. Both of you sat at the dining table eating the food together. It was delicious like always. You dropped your fork, so you leaned down to pick it up when Jin took your hand in his staring into your eyes. 


“I need to taste you (Y/N). I have had my mind on this all day.” He leaned into kiss you. Suddenly, there was knock at your door causing you to get out of the situation and open it. Standing there was Kai holding takeout and your favourite movies. You were ignoring him all day, so he thought something was wrong. Jin walked from the dinning room to see Kai standing there and narrowed his eyes.

“(Y/N) already ate, and we were getting to desert.” Jin pulled you close from behind. 

Kai slammed the door closed causing you to jump and he set down the food at the kitchen not saying anything until he leaned against the kitchen counter tapping his fingers against it. 
“Oh, I didn’t see you were Jin. I didn’t think (Y/N) would eat your shitty cooking, but it is good that she ate. You can leave now so me and (Y/N) can have a nice night alone. ” He smiled at you ignoring Jin’s anger.

Kill Zone - Part 8: More To Him

Characters: Reader (Special Agent Y/N Singer), Dean Winchester, Special Agent Castiel Novak, Sam Winchester (mentioned), Cassandra Robbins (mentioned), Unnamed agents, unnamed cops  

Pairing: AU Dean x Reader

Warnings: character death(s) mentioned, Dean being as ass, implied smut, actual smut (just a tiny bit - shower sex), lots of fluff, guns and suspense and all the usual for this series.  

Word Count: 5500ish

A/N: This is a serial killer AU of sorts. Not the typical kind, but it has all the deaths and violence this kinda AU bring with it. It was sorta inspired by Criminal Minds and that is why my agents are profilers.

This series will have deaths, violence, love, heartwarming moments and everything in between. I am hereby warning you for yet another rollercoaster ride led by me ;)

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Thanks to the amazing @percywinchester27 for being my advisor and beta on this one.

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You could definitely get used to this. You couldn’t remember the last time you had woken up this happy, certainly not in the arms of someone else. Dean was still sound asleep when you tilted your head slightly looking up at him. You smiled, resting your chin on his chest. Content to just feel his arms wrapped around your body and his steady heartbeat under your hand. He looked so peaceful and blissful in this moment. There was no trace of the angry man you had met only a few days ago. You couldn’t help but wonder how he had looked sleeping the day before you had met, and how much you had to do with the serene look on his face.

You quietly leaned over, pressing your lips against his cheek, careful not to wake him, before gently removing his arm from your body, so you could roll out of bed and get dressed. You had barely gotten your yoga pants on before Dean’s morning gruff voice sounded behind you.

“Hey.”

You turned around to look over your shoulder after quickly pulling on your top to see Dean push himself up onto his elbow, turning to face you. His hair was ruffled from sleep, or maybe from your hands last night, either way he looked adorable, and you couldn’t help the grin that spread across your lips when he sleepily ran his hand across his face.

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BTS Reaction: You’re insecure about being natural around them

Request:  I love ur blog so much I was super happy to see your request were open again lol 😭❤️ do you think you can do a BTS reaction to their girlfriend being too insecure to be natural around them? Like no makeup, natural hair, etc?

A/N: This is honestly so sweet thank you so much! I can only apologise for the wait, but I really hope it’s worth it for being such a sweetheart <3 xx

Jin:

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

I think Jin would wonder if it was something he was doing wrong as you were so insecure and so he would go out of his way to compliment you, whether it be on your appearance or that your laugh was particularly adorable. Either way he would just try and make you feel comfortable enough around him to be natural without make up or your hair done, but he wouldn’t want to pressure you into it either as he respected that it was your body and your choice. 

Yoongi:

Originally posted by kthmyg

He would watch you finishing off your make up before a date and would look at you and wonder why on earth a girl as beautiful as you both in and out would feel the need to wear so much make up. Of course you looked beautiful with it on too but he started to feel concerned that you felt like you needed it. He would sit next to you and whisper in your ear that you simply didn’t need it but when you explained you wanted to he would leave it at that, leaving a tender kiss on your cheek.

J-Hope:

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

I think at first Hobi would be concerned, after all his main priority would be making sure you realised how beautiful you truly were and he was confused as to how you couldn’t see that. However, when he realised that you weren’t ready to be naturally beautiful around him yet he would make an effort to learn about your make up, asking you lots of questions and pointing out the ones his make up noonas use to reassure you it was okay.

Rap Monster:

Originally posted by bangthebae

While Namjoon would definitely appreciate the effort you put into your hair and make up, he would definitely drum into you that it wasn’t necessary and that you could show up bare faced and beautiful. Regardless, you knew the subtle looks and not so subtle heart eyes were a clear indication of how beautiful he thought you were but he would be understanding if you didn’t want to yet. 

Jimin:

Originally posted by chimcheroo

He would regularly play with your hair, loving the feeling of running his hands through it but one day he asked you what your hair was like naturally, when you first woke up in the morning. When you told him you thought it looked awful he dismissed you immediately, still patting your hair tenderly and promising himself that he would see it someday and tell you how beautiful it was.

Taehyung:

Originally posted by armyfanclub

Taehyung would beg you to show him your face without make up but when you refused, compromised with maybe a little less make up or a more natural look. When you finally complied he told you how gorgeous you looked and how he could only imagine how radiant you were without it and that he hoped to see it someday before sitting with you and pulling faces in the mirror.

Jungkook:

Originally posted by jeonbase

Little Kook wouldn’t be too sure how to handle your insecurity until he had a brainwave. He walked out the bathroom one day with his hair sticking up everywhere and remnants of your make up strewn over his face with lipstick up to his ears. ‘See Jagi, now you’ve seen me like this you gotta let me see you all natural’ he’d giggle, attempting to wipe his face on your shoulder.

Guardian Angel

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

Request:  Hey could i request a warren x reader? where he doesn’t die and instead comes back with them to the school and ends up falling in love with the reader but she don’t know only their friends & its just cute cause he kinda hates everyone lmao

Pairing: Warren Worthington x reader

Summary:  Reader has the power to create force fields and to teleport. During the fight with Apocalypse the reader saves Warren’s life. Ever since then the winged bad boy follows you around like a bodyguard, protecting you from even the smallest inconveniences. Along the way Warren starts to fall for you and everyone knows… except you.

Words Count: 1,684

Genre:  fluffy

Notes: YASS WARREN MY BB FLUFF BURB. But for real, I’m a big warren girl. This is set during Apocalypse


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anonymous asked:

Which characters do you think would most likely wear a matching onesie with their s/o? I have no idea where this came from except that I'm currently wearing my own onesie. 😂

We have a secret for you, anon… Us admins had extensive onesie headcanons long before you sent this in. This was just fun to write, though! 
~Admins Emma, Alyx and Ellie


Asahi: You got him a Totoro onesie for his birthday; it was about 50% a joke, but it backfired, because he’s addicted to the thing. Suga makes fun of him and Noya judges the hell out of him but he doesn’t even care because he’s toasty as hell and he looks adorable, so there! The fact that it was a gift from you? Even better; plus it gives him extra excuses for extra cuddles, so it’s fantastic. It doesn’t really fit all that well, considering how tall and broad he is, but he doesn’t really care, so long as he’s comfortable.

Bokuto: Super pumped always. Super into cheesy matching stuff either way, but in his opinion, nothing beats a super cozy onesie. It’s cliche as hell, but he definitely has an owl one (he’s committed to his aesthetic). Problem is no matter what he does, it’s about two sizes too small in the shoulders and too short on the arms and legs, so he always has to roll his up and leave it a bit open on the collar. #Baraproblems

Kuroo: Nya, bitches! He wears his cat onesie with fucking pride and he’ll fight you if you say anything about it. Kuroo is social, studious, and dedicated as hell, so he’s out and about 90% of his life. When he has a day with just you, he refuses to human and just burritos in his cozy-ass onesie with coffee and Disney movies. If you manage to special-order one to fit his titan ass, he will be forever grateful.

Oikawa: Let’s be honest, he’s at least partly into it just for the cutesy couple selfie. To be fair, though, the two of you do look absolutely adorable. Besides, the things are cozy. What better to curl up in and watch alien movies with you? (Oikawa does have about a foot of ankle sticking out at the bottom, but that’s what his extensive sock collection is for.)

Ushijima: Honestly, he is down for just about anything you’re into, and if it’s matching onesies, then he won’t fight you. He might not 100% get it, but he must admit the thing is comfortable. Sadly, it is so small on him, he basically has to pull the ankle cuffs right under his knees, which sort of defeats the purpose, but all the better to admire those calves, really. Even if he totally overwhelms the little cow onesie you got him (“Ah, because the first character in my name means “cow.” I get it.”) he looks totally precious and is 100% down for snuggles no matter the wardrobe choices, so everything is great by his standards.

Tendou: Pokemon onesies, anyone? It really doesn’t matter which pokemon, Tendou will love it. However, he’ll look entirely too adorable in a pikachu one–his hair matches the cheek spots. Okay so maybe it’s like 50% adorable and 50% ridiculous, but you love him for it. Even when he keeps saying ‘pika pika!’ even after you told him that it was funny the first fifty times, Satori. It’s still worth it though, because eventually he will actually stop, and you get to enjoy the coziest, toastiest cuddles ever.

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Sanji

Son of Goddess of beauty, banished to the earth by the Garuda after he decided he had no redeeming quality other than his body and look. Sanji suffered starvation for a few months during his early stay on earth. He was later taken in by Zeff for the rest of his stay on earth, finding beauty in the art of cooking and adores it.

Later, he fell in love with another demigod, Zoro; son of god of war.

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M!A GREEK DEMIGOD AU - START

anonymous asked:

13 and 15 with Suga

Boy Next Door (Yoongi x Reader Fluff)

Prompt request: “Are you hurt?” + “Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?”

Summary: Your new neighbour is developing a habit of crawling through your bedroom window when he’s bored. You know you should stop him, but you can’t bring yourself to do it. 

Word count: 1.6k words

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

You were excited when you’re parents told you a new family was moving next door. You were even more excited when you heard a boy who was your age would be your neighbour. In the middle of summer with nothing to do, you couldn’t help but fantasize about the perfect boy next door. It was every teenager’s dream, wasn’t it?

One early Friday morning, you were roused by loud noises coming from outside. Drowsily, you stumbled to your feet and peered out your bedroom window. It was pointless, of course, because the houses on your street were too close together, so all you could see was the vacant house’s bedroom window.

Only, the house wasn’t so vacant anymore.

A boy was standing in front of the window, brushing his teeth while looking half asleep. From what you could see, he had dark hair, pale skin, and some really nice hands. Then, his sharp eyes flicked to yours, and you soon discovered that your neighbour’s gaze was piercing.

Squeaking, you dropped to the ground–out of sight. You felt your cheeks heating up, totally embarrassed that you had been caught spying. Repressing the urge to scream, you crawled out of your bedroom and into the hall, where the noises from outside grew louder.

Now, you knew it was because your new neighbours were finally moving in. And you also knew that the boy next door was as cute as you had hoped. But of course he had to see you rumpled with sleep and invading his privacy.

Shaking your head, you got back to your feet and thudded down the stairs. In the kitchen, your mom was sipping a cup of coffee as she peered out the window, evidently spying on your new neighbours as well.

“Why didn’t you tell me they were moving in today?” you whined, throwing yourself onto a kitchen chair and slumping over the small table in front of you.

“I didn’t want to wake you up so early,” your mom replied, turning around to look at you. “Why, did something happen?”

“The boy is in the bedroom across mine,” you explained hesitantly. “He may or may not have seen me spying.”

“I heard his name’s Yoongi. He’s pretty cute, no?” your mom cackled. “Let’s just hope he finds the spying endearing, not creepy.”


Later in the afternoon, the August heat became unbearable. In your small room, there was little ventilation, so you were sweating buckets. Pushing away from your desk, you walked across the room to the window. You hoped your neighbour wouldn’t be able to see you. With a grunt, you pulled the large window open, feeling a gentle breeze billow through the opening. It wasn’t much, but it made the heat a little less painful.

Returning to your desk, you became so engrossed in watching anime that you didn’t process the sound of the window across yours clicking open. You didn’t hear the sound of someone struggling to stand on their window frame. You didn’t hear the sound of them leaping through the air.

But you did hear the loud crash of something colliding with your bedroom floor.

“Oh my god!” you squealed, spinning around in your chair. In front of you, Yoongi was sprawled on your hardwood floors, facedown and unmoving. “Uh, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Yoongi grunted, his voice muffled since he had yet to lift his head. Eventually, he pushed himself upright, opting to sit cross-legged facing you. When he didn’t elaborate on the situation, you crossed your arms.

“Is there a reason you’re crawling through my window?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I wouldn’t call it crawling, it was more of a leap,” Yoongi replied, not answering your question. “For a second, I thought I wouldn’t make it. Luckily the drop isn’t that big.”

“You shouldn’t be jumping through windows. That’s dangerous,” you scolded. “But still, that doesn’t explain anything.”

“I’m just bored,” Yoongi said, shrugging his shoulders. “I’ve been unpacking for hours, and I need a break. Our WiFi isn’t set up yet either, so that really sucks.”

You nodded at that, feeling a little sympathy for Yoongi’s situation. “You could have just knocked on the door like a normal person,” you pointed out.

“Yeah, but this was faster. Plus, I’m already here,” Yoongi responded. He jerked his head in the direction of your laptop. “What are you watching?”

“One Punch Man,” you answered slowly, a little embarrassed. But Yoongi’s lips twitched into a little smile, and you thought it was adorable.

“Sweet,” he said, turning to look at the laptop expectantly. “I’m Yoongi, by the way. You’re Y/N, right?”

“Yep, that’s me,” you replied. You picked up your laptop and sat on the floor beside Yoongi, setting the laptop in front of your crossed legs. “I just finished this episode.”

So you and Yoongi spent the rest of the afternoon watching One Punch Man on your laptop. It was a really odd situation, but it was surprisingly comfortable. Little conversations popped up here and there, and you took a surprising liking to your new neighbour. And luckily, he didn’t bring up the spying incident from earlier that day.

Eventually, when dinnertime came, Yoongi announced his departure and disappeared through the window he entered by. You peered after him curiously, but he had already faded into the darkness of his bedroom, completely out of sight. Smiling, you turned away from the window. You figured you should close it, but something compelled you to keep it open.


The next evening, while you were blasting music through your speakers, Yoongi came tumbling through your window again. You shrieked, dropping the nail polish you were holding onto your floor. Cursing, you reached blindly for some tissues to wipe up the spilled liquid.

Yoongi watched you clean expressionlessly, although you couldn’t help but feel his blank gaze was judgemental.

“This stuff is expensive, okay? Plus it stains,” you said defensively, tossing the crumpled tissues covered in black nail polish into the garbage. “Give me some warning next time.”

“What, am I supposed to yell through the window?” Yoongi snorted. “I feel like that wouldn’t make much of a difference.”

“I dunno, just text me or something,” you suggested. Yoongi raised his eyebrow at you, and you stared at him blankly before you realized you hadn’t exchanged numbers yet. “Oh, give me your phone. I’ll put in my number.”

“I left it inside,” Yoongi shrugged.

“Ugh, whatever,” you groaned. You plopped onto your bed and looked at Yoongi suspiciously. “So, why are you here?”

“Bored,” Yoongi replied simply. “Plus, you’re blasting some pretty shit music. I had to come turn it off.”

“Excuse me?” you balk. You pointed a finger at Yoongi. “You trespass into my room and then insult my music? Who do you think you are?”

“I’m just telling you the truth,” Yoongi smirked. You wanted to punch him in the face, but you also wanted to kiss him because damn that was hot. Wait, kiss?

Yoongi got to his feet and walked over to your laptop, sitting on your desk chair. “Let me show you some real music,” Yoongi said, typing something into your computer. Eventually, a new song started playing.

It was just a drum beat at first, but soon powerful rapping began to play. It was fast, and the rapper had a raspy, emotive voice. And their voice sounded strangely familiar.

“Wait, is this your mixtape?” you asked, your jaw dropping.

“And if it is?” Yoongi said, spinning in the chair to give you a look.

“What a shameless plug!” you exclaimed, clutching your stomach as you laughed. Yoongi gave you an offended look, and you brushed tears out of your eyes. “But this is really good. I didn’t know you rapped. That’s so cool.”

“Thanks,” Yoongi said, glancing away. You weren’t sure, but it looked like he was blushing. “But you have no taste in music, so it doesn’t mean much.”

“Hey!” you shouted, launching a pillow at Yoongi’s head. It bounced off rather harmlessly, but the look Yoongi gave you was murderous. He stood and approached you silently, and you backed up instinctively.

Then, Yoongi’s hands shot out, grabbing your waist and squeezing. You burst into laughter, trying to wiggle away, but Yoongi only tickled you harder. Tears streamed down your face as you laughed silently, your stomach clenching.

“I’m gonna pee,” you wheezed out, trying to push Yoongi’s hands away.

He made a face at that and backed off quickly. “That’s gross,” Yoongi said, his nose crinkling.

“It’s natural,” you sniffed. “You’re lucky I didn’t. That’s what you get if you tickle me.”

“Duly noted,” Yoongi laughed. He glanced out your window at the darkening sky. “I should get back now. I’ll see you soon?”

“Yeah,” you smiled, feeling more fond than you thought was appropriate. “See you soon.”

With that, Yoongi jumped onto your window frame, crouching precariously between your room and a two-storey fall. Then, with confidence, he pushed himself forward, leaping through the air and through his window. Yoongi crashed to the ground of his own bedroom, his muttered curses travelling through the quiet night.

You felt a bit lonely, even though he had just left. But at least you had tomorrow to look forward to. Grinning, you turned back to your computer and flopped onto the chair. You realized Yoongi had still left his mixtape up. Turning the volume on your speakers way down, you played his music, realizing that you may be developing a little crush.

Oh well.

- Girl in Luv

Ok so I was going to write I Got You On My Mind tonight, but I don’t have the time nor the energy for 2k+ part right now. I know I suck, but I want to be able to put out good content and sometimes I just can’t force a story. Plus, this one looked like a lot of fun, which it was. So I’m sorry for everyone who’s waiting, and I promise it’ll be out soon! I hope you enjoyed this imagine, stay tuned for more 💛

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[I too am in love with shy, bumbling Harry. I’m in love with any and all Harry’s there are, though honestly. Enjoy!]

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Tadashi Hamada Imagine - Sleepy Genius

As you opened one of the large doors to the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology, you cringed as the door clicked loudly and the sound seemed to echo through the seemingly empty building.
You silently closed the door again and pulled the hoody you wore tighter around yourself as you made your way to the elevator and pushed the button that sends the elevator on its slow journey to the robotics lab.
The elevator dinged lightly as it opened up to the dimly lit hallway. All of the lights were off, except for the ones in a certain inventor’s lab. The lights in his workspace sort of illuminated the hallway slightly as they seeped out from underneath the door.
You made your way to the door as quietly as possible and paused as you saw the faint outline of someone seated at a desk, tinkering with something. The figure was too busy concentrating to notice when you slid the door open slightly and slipped into the room before closing it again.
You slowly walked over to the hunched over boy and saw that he was fiddling with a circuit board, occasionally running his hands through his already messed up hair in frustration.
“Dashi, it’s time for bed.” You whisper these words in the handsome young man’s ear as you slowly wind your arms around his shoulders and rest your head on top of his.
Tadashi jumps slightly at the contact but relaxes almost instantly as your scent engulfs him and your sweet voice floats through his ears. He leans backward into your embrace with a sigh as he rubs his hands across his face before interlacing them with your own.
“I know baby, I know,” Tadashi replies tiredly. “I just need to finish this last component and I’ll be done for today.”
“Tadashi, it’s two in the morning.” You say blankly as you turn your head to give him a stern look. “You need to sleep, now, before that big brain of yours explodes.”
Tadashi gave a slight chuckle before taking in your serious look and giving you a sheepish smile in return. The staring competition commenced as your eyes gazed deeply into his chocolatey brown ones. The teen heaved a sigh as he knew that he couldn’t argue with you.
Tadashi grabbed the circuit board he was working on, put it inside of a tiny plastic box and stuck it in his top drawer before turning off the desk lamp, causing the room to dim drastically. Tadashi stretched out his aching limbs as you stood back and watched him, blushing slightly when you caught a sneaky peak of his well-defined abdominal muscles.
Tadashi grabbed his famous cap and pulled it over his unruly locks before grabbing his backpack and interlacing his fingers with yours with a gentle, yet tired smile. You returned the smile and tugged Tadashi’s large hand, guiding him out of his office.
Once all of the building’s lights had been turned off and the doors locked, you guided Tadashi to your adorable little car and the two of you buckled up so you could drive to your apartment. You didn’t attend the ‘nerd school’ with your boyfriend, but went to another university, so your parents helped you buy your own apartment fairly close to the campuses of both yours and Tadashi’s universities.
As you drove the car was silent apart from the radio playing softly. You glanced over at your boyfriend, only to find that he had fallen asleep as soon as his tired body came into contact with the soft, spongy material of the passenger seat.
You giggled quietly and internally cooed at the adorable sight before once again focusing on the road and pulling into the parking lot of your apartment building.  
“Dashi,” You sweetly whispered as you rubbed slow circles into his arm. “Sweetie, we’re here.”
Tadashi stirred slightly before a huge yawn took over as he rubbed at his tired eyes like a cute little toddler just waking from a nap. You smiled softly as you ran your fingers along the baby soft hairs at his nape, waking him up a little more.
“Come on, let’s go inside baby.” As you said these words you grabbed the key from the ignition and climbed out of the car to grab Tadashi’s backpack from the backseat.
As the blurry eyed young man stumbled out of the car with a yawn, he seemed surprised as he realized exactly where he was.
“Babe, why aren’t we at the café?” Tadashi mumbled with confusion as he turned to you with the most adorable look on his face; like a puppy that would tilt its head in confusion.
“My place is closer, so I drove here instead,” You explained, even though the distance was pretty much the same either way. “Plus, I know how you feel about me driving home alone late at night.”
Tadashi didn’t argue with your reasoning and simply nodded as he threw an arm around your shoulders and followed as you led him into the apartment building and on your way to your apartment.
You struggled a little to keep Tadashi awake in the elevator as he rested limply against you and drifted in and out of dream land.
When you had finally gotten into your apartment Tadashi simply collapsed on your bed and started to doze off as he snuggled his face into the soft covers that smelt of you.
You giggled and simply shook your head as you unlaced and removed Tadashi’s converse from his large feet. Next you took off his signature baseball cap, followed by his soft yellow cardigan, his white T-shirt, and his brown denims.
Whilst you removed Tadashi’s clothes he simply dozed with a gentle smile on his face. Once your boyfriend was sorted you moved onto completing your own routine before bed. You took off all of your clothes, except for your underwear and threw on Tadashi’s shirt before heading to the bathroom to do your thing.
When you returned from the bathroom you noticed that Tadashi had moved from where he had collapsed on your bed earlier. He was now snuggled under the covers on what you two agreed was his side of the bed and had his arms spread out as if waiting for you to curl up in them.
After making sure that all of the lights were turned off and that your alarm clock was off, (you figured you and Tadashi could skip one day of classes) you climbed into your boyfriend’s waiting arms and snuggled up against his warm, muscular chest.
Tadashi wrapped his arms around you protectively and smiled as you placed a small lingering kiss on his collar bone. The teen nuzzled his nose into your soft hair and breathed deeply, taking in your comforting scent.
“Good night baby,” Tadashi mumbled. “I love you.”
“I love you too my Einstein.” Was your simple reply as you too started to drift off in the comfort and safety of Tadashi’s arms.