epitome of perfection!

When I Wake [ch.1]

Genre: Angst / Fluff 

Summary: The day you were proposed to by Kim Taehyung was absolutely unforgettable, but not in a magical, fairy tale type of way. Instead of ending the night with celebratory congratulations, you and Taehyung find yourselves in a car accident that leaves you in a coma. When you wake three years later, you receives news that Taehyung passed away as a result of his injuries. 

After getting over the initial shock of Taehyung’s death, you peacefully carry on with your life, until one day you hear word that Taehyung might not be dead after all. 

You try to find Taehyung to pick up your relationship where it left off, so everything could go back to the way it was. Only life’s not that simple. While trying to rekindle your love with the supposedly dead Taehyung, you have to deal with your arranged fiance and your newly acquainted (and dangerously hot) friend Park Jimin. 

Your life becomes a whole lot more interesting when you wake. 

Word count: ~2.3k 

Written by: Admin Jifairy

A/N: So this is my first time writing a kpop ff, and it’s my first time writing a reader insert, AND it’s my first time writing angst so please bear with me~ (it’ll get interesting soon I promise) Also jimin & yoongi are tagged in addition to tae bc they will be part of the story later on!


Taehyung placed his lips on yours; it was the only warmth you’d felt in this winter wonderland. As he pulled away, you could feel every cell in your body yearn for his embrace but reluctantly settled for his hand in yours.

You stood in the middle of the icy Bow Bridge in Central Park. It was where you two first met, three years ago.

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Idols are humans too. They get acne, scars, pimples and have bad hair days just like each and every one of us. They make mistakes, say thing they don’t mean to or intend to say on accident. Idols don’t have to be the epitome of perfection for every single second of the day, they are allowed to have off days, and that should be considered acceptable, but in our society, it isn’t.


Let idols breathe, have fun, be themselves, without having to put up some kind of barrier so that fans think that they lead a perfect life.

you’ll never realize that you’ve fallen in love until you sit and think about everything that’s changed.
a few months ago his voice was just a voice and his smile just a smile and his laugh just a laugh, but today, and now, and for a long time coming, his smile makes you feel warm even if it’s 39 degrees and he’s nowhere near and his voice becomes your favorite sound and his laugh can pull you from your unhappiness and suddenly you’ve stopped drowning.
you’d rather have your own best friend 5,000 miles away from you than have him be anywhere but in your arms and you start to forget why you were ever unhappy in the first place because the universe managed to shove millions of stars and an entire galaxy into a single body and that body isn’t yours but it’s close enough.
you stop wanting to be asleep all the time because being asleep means being away from him even if he’s already on the other side of what feels like the entire universe and you want to spend every waking moment thinking of him and talking to him.
you stop drinking because you don’t need fake happiness anymore because the alcohol will wear off in the morning but at least he won’t.
you don’t realize you’re in love until you’ve noticed that you could spend the rest of your life looking at him because his smile is as bright as the sun and his laugh as warm as it and his eyes as blue as the sky, if not more, and he’s not just a person anymore but the epitome of perfect and he has all the power to ruin your life with your heart in his hands.
—  but you trust him anyway
Punk (Chap. 6)

Originally posted by stuckwithbuck


Summary: You’re head over heels for you’re best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 1842

Warnings: Same as always

A/N: Thank you for all of the feedback!  It honestly makes me so insanely happy and I love hearing your theories, outrages, and feelings! <3



He looked up.  Had he heard you gasp his name?  Of course.  Fucking supersoldier…  Bucky’s eyes found yours across the club.  Time seemed to slow down in that moment.  What the fuck is are you doing here?!

“Y/N?”  

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Luxury Demesne (m) // Part 1

To be the best means you have to know the best, but what if you are the best?

Synopsis: Taehyung, your boyfriend and the once lavish heir, falls to an average status after losing every ounce of his wealth. Within that same scene, Jimin’s family name rises in the affluent sphere. Thing is, you never expected that your arranged marriage with your boyfriend would shift to your best friend, Jimin.

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Pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jimin // Wealthy!AU, ArrangedMarriage!AU, ChildhoodFriend!AU + a love triangle

Genre: Fluff, Suggestive/Light Smut, Drama

Word Count: 8.7k

SERIES: Part 1 || Part 2

Includes: a little fingering

A/N: more like obnoxiousRichBastards!AU with dashes of satire. kiss kiss fall in money everybody // re-upload! i’ll have part two up after i look over it one last time :)


Everyone knows that money comes first over everything; well, in your world that is.

The world of flashing lights and shuttering cameras turning your way since you are the cynosure of attention, average citizens freezing up cold to the bone from a mere glance at your deluxe self or anyone you associate with. Your upscale family name circulates the world like wildfire, equivalent to the most polished of extravagant celebrity statuses.

It is given that your family is sitting close to the top of the notable social hierarchy, close proximity behind the Kims and the Jungs — the wealthiest of families who have the title of worldwide money bags; oh, and “crazy rich bastards.” With mellifluous voices and a luxuriant way with words, strikingly good looks as a cherry topper, they associate with their own kind: the sumptuous of it all. Of course, in your world, tying with the middle-class is a complete sin. The wealthy leisurely tosses thousands of dollars out daily for the sole purpose of making headlines and believe it is a heinous crime to wear the same outfit twice. People that fall under the category of “crazy rich” is also said to have an endless thread of luck.

Though, like everyone else, you can only press your luck too much.

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Heart lattes

Originally posted by hohbi

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook / Reader.

Genre: Coffee shop AU, fluff

Summary: You had never liked coffee and, really, you were too busy to take on another job. However when you spot local heart throb, Jungkook, working at a cafe, you may or may not be convinced to take that extra leap.

Word count: 2828

Note: This is just fluff. Pure utter fluff from my lonely, deprived single mind. This is for my hoe @1lalisaa because I know how much you love the Junglecock, and hey bitches help each other out ;))) Plus I felt like some fluff after the fuck tonne of angst I’ve been writing.


You were crazy. Completely and utterly mad. That was the only conclusion you could come as you stood behind the counter of your local cafe, glowering furiously at the coffee machine that flashed and shrieked angrily at you. Cursing under your breath, you flipped the machine onto it’s side, jamming your fingers into every button in the hopes that it would finally shut the fuck up. Sadly however, the machine not only didn’t switch off, it screamed louder when you, as you assumed, cranked the heat up. Yes, you were mad to be here; you didn’t even like coffee, so at that moment, it was a complete mystery as to why you were standing there. Your answer came in the form of two arms slipping past your waist you yank the plug out of it’s socket, cutting the shrill cry off,  and a breathy chuckle that made the hair on your neck stand to attention.

Tilting your head back, you gazed sheepishly at the boy behind you. Oh yeah, this is why you worked here. Jeon fucking Jungkook.

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Soma Understands Sebastian’s Nature?

Soma has always been afraid of Sebastian, and he’s one of the few characters to have this reaction. Most seem him as charming and the epitome of the perfect butler, but Soma is one of the exceptions. He makes this clear in chapter 126.

What’s interesting is that it seems like Soma seems to have a better grasp on Sebastian’s nature than most people.

Could Soma simply be better at reading people and seeing their true nature? After all, he rescued Agni, whom most people thought was dangerous and bad.

Perhaps Soma’s awareness here is because of Agni. Soma says Sebastian should take lessons from Agni, so perhaps because Soma truly has a wonderful, caring butler, he can see that Sebastian is different. He can see that Sebastian is cold where almost everyone else finds him charming.

There’s also a certain irony in Soma saying that with Sebastian by Ciel’s side, Ciel will be lucky to be saved at all. He knows that Sebastian is dangerous to Ciel, even though it’s doubtful he has any idea to what extent.

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King of the Lost Boys - Anthony Ramos x Reader (Chapter 1)

Summary: Anthony, or Pan as he is known, is the leader of the messy gang of Lost Boys. He takes a particular interest that borders on feelings, and yet remember: love? He has never heard of it. 

Warnings: Alcohol! Swearing! Probably drugs! They’re Hoodlums™! 

Words: 6,451 (listen…kill me)

A/N: Day 3 of the Write-A-Thon already? Oh my goodness. So when I started this Peter Pan AU, I had no idea how it was going to go. Apparently, that meant this huge mess. This will be a three part series! Thank you to @hamilbye for letting me use her as a wonderful wingwoman in our story! Enjoy. 


The Lost Boys were a charming band of beautiful boys from the wrong side of town. They were the people your parents ushered you away from on the sidewalk, the boisterous laughs in the town square, the ones who spray-painted “the world is ours” on the water tower. They were the bad kids, the ones who smoked cigarettes when the lunch bell rang, the ones who barely made a celebrity appearance in class, and the ones who the students both idolized and feared. They called themselves the Lost Boys because that’s who they were: perpetually wandering the earth, purposeless, wild and free, made of ivy plants, cigarette smoke, sunshine, whiskey and worn leather jackets.

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someone calling mon-el the epitome of male perfection is so sad like damb im sorry a bland looking guy like that is perfection for u must be tough living w ya standards so low i would hate to live like that…

arranged marriage; jeon jungkook x reader

Originally posted by jeonify

description + foreword 

genre: fluff, romance, smut (not in this part, tho)

word count: 5.061;

a/n: this is going to have three or four parts; jimin x reader as well; has a few swear words, nothing violent; if you like it please let me know; lots of love and hugs;

DESCRIPTION:

Being forced into a marriage just because that kind of a link provided your family the exact amount of recourses needed for their business to become even more successful grossed the hell out of you, but you had to do it regardless of your liking and you knew that you had to do so since you were a little girl. Your father, a respectable and well-known doctor seated in the position of the CEO of his own hospital pushed you into an arranged marriage with the son of a wealthy politician due to his own greediness and enormous pride when you were only eighteen years old.

The scheme was pretty simple: you were promised to another family since you were just a teenager and when you hit the age of twenty-five, after you finished the medical college and got a job for yourself, you had to marry their son – because that was what your father desired, because your marriage could provide him political security and lots of money, coming from your father-in-law’s connections and influence.

When you found out about his plan, you provoked a ruckus within the first half of hour and exploded into an insane juncture of crying and screaming. You packed all of your things and ran away from home, only to be dragged back by his employees and to beg for forgiveness and ask for pity in less than three hours. If he wanted, your father could have made your life a living hell, and you were very much aware of his immense power and his complicated and damaged personality.

Liking it or not, you had to cope with the situation and you had to formally get married with an unknown guy about whom you knew only one thing, and that was his full name. Jeon Jungkook.

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Working, kind of.

Originally posted by sneezes


Pairing: Vernon/Reader

Genre: Fluffy fluff fluff

Summary: Either Vernon serves you and risks screwing up, or he sits in the kitchen until you leave. He chose the latter. 

Author’s note: Seriously, I was about to call this “Vernon with the good hair” just for shits and giggles.I’m really just digging using my weird stories and turning them into imagines I guess. Plus I love dorky Seventeen being bad at flirting. I’m defs going to do more. I even have “Quirky Tales of a Flirting Neophyte” Feat. everyone’s favorite bad flirter. hint hint; he 19 and I don’t think he’s ever properly spoken to a girl in his life. Anyways Enjoy!!

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Dirty Laundry

Request I picked up from @wwe-smutfics: Anon: QUOTE SERIES: Johnny Gargano. The two of you are relatively new roommates with the quote “I DIDN’T MEAN TO WALK IN ON YOU NAKED AGAIN! YOU REALLY NEED TO LEARN TO LOCK YOUR DOOR!“

Summary: Life wasn’t perfect. Most people weren’t perfect. My ability to spot trustworthy people wasn’t perfect. But Johnny Gargano? Oh yeah, he was perfect in every sense. Except his issue with locking doors and leaving his dirty clothes in the hallway. Ambiguous gender reader character.

Warnings: Admiring of a butt [Johnny’s], swearing, theft, skeevy ex, seeing the roommate without clothes on, and Raini’s usual potty mouth.

Rating: High PG-13?

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