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Delta (Bucky Barnes x Reader) A/B/O Series

A/N: HEY GUYS! I literally forgot that I made this a month ago but never posted it haha! :D I’ve always been a sucker for a/b/o fics and I wanted to shake things up a bit. (: pls excuse any misspellings as I get too excited when I wrote this lol. ENJOY! -Delilah ❤❤

Delta: Reader is a rare being in the a/b/o cycle and finds herself along side the Avengers. She manages to hide her true nature successfully until she catches the eye of a certain blue eyed super soldier.

Warnings: minor character death. Soon to be smut!!

Your life consisted of abnormal circumstances.

Your parents were both very well respected alphas in your small town. They courted each other for a couple years before having your older brother, who of course, turned out to be an alpha as well. So naturally, when your mother became pregnant with you everyone assumed you would be as well. In fact, at the baby shower they refused to receive any traditional beta or omega feeding supplies.

But whenever your mother went into labor one January night instead of the usual summer morning like alphas were, it threw everyone off guard.They didn’t stress it, though. Maybe it was just nothing more than a false alarm. Nothing unusual, right? Wrong.

After fifteen long hours of labor, you were born, but were weren’t an alpha or a beta. Not even an omega.

Somehow, you were a delta.

There weren’t many left in the United States, looking on Google there had to be at least 2,000 in the entire country. And that was for a rather scary reason.

Deltas were the rare flower of the alpha/beta/omega cycle. They were a bit different than the others. The heats were on a whole other spectrum of complication. For starters, you would exactly experience a heat. It was your body’s natural way of finding a suitable partner. Meaning, until you came across an exceptional alpha, your body would put itself on hold. The downside was that when it would happen someday, if not taken care of correctly, you could die. It was extreme, yes, but you always figured that Mother Nature just had it out for you.

The next thing was mating and bonding. If you were to want to settle down, not only would your significant other have to be an alpha, they’d have to be very experienced. Mating was one thing, but it took a special someone to actually bond. You couldn’t just settle for a beta like some others did, which sucked.

But you highly doubted that would ever happen.

You lived a highly sheltered life growing up. Instead of going out and experiencing adolescence, you were kept inside for your own safety. That was, until your parents passed away in a car crash shortly after your eighteenth birthday. Fortunately, you and your brother inherited a fair share of money and you parted ways.

Which is how you ended up in New York City.

You had enough funds to find you a nice, small apartment in a well lit area and just enough for college. You even found a doctor that specializes with delta’s and got yourself some suppressants. You were officially passing yourself off as an omega, which gave you an excellent sense of security.

Life was going great.

Until one day it wasn’t.

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You were leaving class one afternoon, carrying the many blueprints in your arms as you carefully placed each foot in front of the other. You hated the steps outside NYU, as they got super slippery during the rainy seasons. You carefully placed each step with precaution, until suddenly your foot slipped from the step, sending you flying onto your face in the middle of the crowded students. Per usual.

With a cry, you hastily gathered up the many tangled blueprints that scattered across the ground. You spent three sleepless nights on these! There was no way you’d let people walk all over them. But before you could reach the last one, you were stopped by a pair of black heels blocking your way. The mysterious woman bent down and picked up one of your papers and smoothed it out on her skirt. You watched as she held the blueprint up, blocking your view of her face. Great! Now you’d be a victim of plagiarism.

“Excuse me,” you say harshly, reaching upwards for the blueprint. “That’s mine!”

“I kind of guessed that, kid.” She replied with a small laugh. Wait, you could’ve swore you’ve heard that voice before. But for the life of god, you couldn’t pinpoint it.

“Did you come up with these on your own?” she asks, turning the page over.

“Well…yeah.” you scoff, standing to your feet. You reached forward to grab the paper again, only to be met with a very impressed redheaded woman, one you’ve pretty much seen your entire life. Your mouth practically hit the floor. The rest of the blueprints in your hand slipped from your grasp and pooled around your feet.

“P-Pepper Potts!”

Pepper smiled down at you, cocking her head to the side. She eyed you up and down, sizing you up. You suddenly felt so self conscious under her gaze. Pepper was an unusually dominant beta, as you could tell by the way she carried herself. Somehow, it also gave off the motherly vibe.

“That’s my name. And you are?”

“Y/N,” you say. “Y/N Y/L/N.” You watched as she leaned in and inhaled deeply, her eyes dilating slightly. You felt yourself growing nervous. There’s no way she could’ve known you were a delta. Dr. Strange made sure you had the highest dosage on the market. Surely a random beta wouldn’t pick up on it.

“Well, Y/N,” she says, pulling out a tablet and tapping on it rapidly. You try to sneak a peek at it, only to have her hold it back further from you. You only felt yourself growing more nervous. Before you could open your mouth to ask what in the world was going on, Pepper beat you to it.

“How do you feel about working for Tony Stark?”


-FIN ❤

(Part 2 will be here soon as heck you guys!)

Wings of Butterflies

A/N: Adele believes in trilogies, I believe in pentalogies. This is the fifth and final installment to Rotation (I mean it this time). 

// Another Man’s Treasure // Mind on a Mission // Take the Lead // Worth the Pain //


Who knew the South of France could be boring?

Neither the wine nor the men, either the beaches or the crystal clear water could interest you. Your family knew something was up with you, your brother even attempting a heart-to-heart one night to pry deep into the corners of your mind to understand why you weren’t your happy, bubbly self. Even Harry’s family had taken notice, his sister struggling to get more than three word answers from you, either via text or in person, over the last few months.

But you stayed mum. You hadn’t much to say anyway. You’d done a lot of growing, a lot of thinking, since Harry had left you all alone.

If life were divided into chapters, the night he came round and the morning he left made for a very distinct Ending and Beginning.

Harry hadn’t been able to ignore you for much longer than a week. Not because of your persistence—no, you hadn’t reached out to him again since the day he all but vanished from your bed—but because guilt kept gnawing at his conscious every time he looked at his phone. He’d read all the texts—and saved them, too—stared at the missed call notifications, but he hadn’t brought himself to listen to the voicemail you’d left late that evening. He hadn’t mustered up the courage, and he was disgusted with himself for it.

So, with a deep breath, he listened to the message. Better a week late than never, right?

You were crying; well, sobbing was more accurate. You didn’t say anything at first, probably not realizing the recording had clicked on as you choked in search of air. Once you settled down, you laid into him with a few choice words—all of which he agreed with—but it wasn’t the name calling that stuck with him or the way you hoped to never see him again that plagued him with regret. It was your final word, your final question, that haunted him.

Why?

Because there were a million reasons why and none of them excused him for being such a dickhead. And that made him angry, very angry, because there weren’t many situations he found himself completely lost in, unable to navigate the waters, yet here he was drowning in your tears without a buoy or damn life preserver in sight.

So he called.

And, despite being in the library studying for an exam, you answered. You hesitated at first, the stitches holding together your heart pulling at the seams with the sight of his name and his face across your screen, but answered nonetheless.

“Hello?”

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The Only Exception (Part 3)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,523

Warnings: language, fluff, wishful thinking, hot firemen, sarcasm, cynicism, bad jokes, drinking, sad story retelling (mentions of death and loss)

A/N: Moving right along…and yes, I used a Keep Reading line. Also, shout out to @redgillan for making my day brighter.

Part - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

Originally posted by kittyseb

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Teasing

Reader x Stiles Stilinski

(NOT MY GIF)

Imagine: You are Derek Hale’s daughter and has a passionate relationship with Stiles Stilinski, but he doesn’t know. Once he founds out, he invites Stiles over to dinner and you decide it’s good timing to make him pay for all the teasing.

N/A - It’s nearly three in morning, so forgive me for any mistakes. I’ll fix them later. 

Warnings: sort of smut, but it only has some handjob; also, swearing. that’s all. 

Word Count: 1767


Fuck…” You moaned softly, enjoying the touch of Stiles’ tongue against your neck, licking and leaving purple marks behind. “We can’t do this here, baby, if my dad bursts in, we’re screwed.”

His honey brown eyes turned dark and a naughty smirk curved his lips, as he shortened even more the space between you, tightening the grip on your hips. A low gasp pushed its way out of your mouth, because, damn, that Stilinski knew how to tease. 

“Didn’t you say he’s out a town?” He hummed, the vibration on your skin sending heat waves to the small nub in the middle of your legs. “Plus, you’re my girlfriend and I think it’s only fair we come clean to him.”

You laughed, managing to slip away from his arms, and went to the fridge, snatching an apple juice box to ease your thirst. Stiles furrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head and looking adorably confused by your latter actions. 

“What is it?”

“Nothing. I’m just wondering since when Derek Hale’s wrath doesn’t scare you.”

“It never did!”  

“Oh, no.” Your voice was soaked with sarcasm, making the boy shift the weight between his legs and frown, clearly annoyed. “I’d like to hear your perfect explanation, other than fear, to why you jumped out of my window last week when he got home.”

“Is this an attempt to shred my masculinity to pieces?” He questioned and, even though it was a bitter response, his tone was smooth, making chills run across your spine. “Because if it is so, I’ll have to show you again who the boss is.”

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Tell me about the one who loved him (part two) - A Sirius Black Imagine

Originally posted by one-cold-day


Part two of Tell me about the one who loved him


Many days had passed and Harry was sitting into Sirius’ room, along with Ron and Hermione. He hated being into the Blacks house, especially because he felt so guilty about facing Sirius everyday and not telling him the secret he knew about him. It put so much pressure on him that he did everything to avoid his godfather during the Christmas holidays, which made him sad and anxious. He needed his presence more than anything but he couldn’t handle looking at him in the eyes with what he now knew. The first day when he came to Grimmauld place, he thought about telling at once Sirius. But the man didn’t seem to be in a good mood; in fact, he looked more depressed than he looked back when he got out of Azkaban. One night, as Harry came downstairs to get a glass of water after a nightmare, he surprised a conversation between Lupin and Sirius, as they were drinking into the drawing room together.

‘I tried to look for her, but it’s like she vanished into thin air’ he heard his godfather whisper.

There was a pause.

‘Come on Sirius, don’t get yourself into trouble just for her.’

Just for her? Do you know how much time I spent thinking she believes I am guilty?’

‘Why does it matter? You said it yourself, it’s been ages.’

Harry heard Sirius swallowing heavily his liquor.

‘What about me?’ he asked.

‘You are safe here. Don’t you think about going out of here ever again before it’s okay for you to do so’ replied Remus with a cold voice.

‘It’s like you don’t want me to see her. Is it? Are you hiding something from me? Is she okay?’ said Sirius, sounding nervous and angry.

‘Are you thinking straight, Pads?’

There was another pause.

‘The girl has moved on, don’t go trouble Y/N with your excuses and explications!’

‘What’s the matter with you, since when did you lose any empathy for your old friend? I just want to see her again, just one time, for Merlin’s beard-‘

‘She’s married Sirius! There, I said it. She has a life of her own now, she moved on, don’t go trouble her with the past! What are you thinking, that she was going to wait for you? It’s been almost fourteen years.’

Harry felt the tension in the room. For a few minutes, he wondered what was happening as he heard nobody talk anymore. As time passed and nobody move or spoke, Harry walked silently back into his room. He felt so sorry for Sirius he couldn’t breathe anymore, his chest hurt. How he wished Sirius knew that he had a daughter with Y/N, that he had a future of his own, that he hadn’t lost everything. He heard somebody opening the door. Hermione was standing in the doorway, looking at him curiously.

‘I thought I heard noise in here’ she whispered.

‘Couldn’t sleep’ replied Harry, trying to chase away his thoughts.

She looked at Ron who seemed to be lost into a deep sleep.

‘That makes at least two of us’ she smiled. ‘Mind if I come in?’

Harry shook his head and Hermione sat beside him on the bed.

‘Are you having visions again?’ she enquired.

‘No, that’s not it’ said Harry, feeling uncomfortable with what he just heard.

Hermione put her hand on Harry’s and looked at him with sincere eyes.

‘You know, you can tell me anything.’

Harry smiled back to her and they sat in silence, staring at the flames crackling in the fireplace.

‘Hermione?’ said Harry, breaking the silence.

She looked up at her friend.

‘What would you do if you knew a secret, a big one, that would change one’s perception on life and future?’

She frowned her eyebrows.

‘Who would it concerns?’ she asked.

Harry sighed.

‘I know something – something very important – but I’m not confident about telling the person it concerns, because I’m not sure how that person would react.’

‘Harry, you’re worrying me… Why don’t you just tell me what it’s about and I’ll try to help?’

Maybe he could tell Hermione. He looked at Ron, fast asleep.

‘Are you familiar with the other students? Other houses, other years?’

Hermione raised her shoulders.

‘I don’t know everybody, but I have a good memory.’

‘There’s this girl, maybe you know her. Second grade’ he continued.

‘Mmm…’

‘Well, I came to know recently, something about her. Something huge.’

‘I didn’t know you were interested in gossip, Harry’ mumbled Hermione, not sure where her friend was going with this.

Harry sighed heavily.

‘You know Y/D/N Y/L/N?’

Hermione raised her shoulders again.

‘Long black hair, silver eyes. She’s pretty too. She’s in Slytherin.’

‘The name does ring a bell. But I’d have to see what she looks like, to be honest… Where’re you going with that Harry?’

Harry felt his hands becoming sweaty and his blood pumping loudly in his veins.

‘You wouldn’t have to get out of this house to see what she looks like…’ he whispered.

Hermione raised her eyebrows and waited for the denouement. Harry felt nervous, he wished she’d have put the puzzle pieces together by now.

Don’t make me say it, don’t make me say it’ he thought.

‘Wait a minute…’ he heard Hermione say.

She got up and started pacing in the room.

‘I think I know who you’re talking about. She has those shiny long black hair does she? I remember her cause the first time I noticed her, she was in the library and something about her felt very familiar when I glanced at her!’

Harry waited patiently for Hermione to figure it out.

‘The eyes, yes, the eyes. These silver eyes, well, her whole face expression, the smirk…’

There was a long pause. Her eyes widened and she put her hand in front of her now opened mouth, her expression shocked.

‘Are you sure?’ she asked, nervously.

‘Without a doubt.’

‘Does he know?’

Harry shook his head and felt his eyes burn. 

‘I surprised a conversation and I asked questions to Lupin afterwards and pretty figured the rest myself.’

‘Then maybe you’re wrong’ suggested Hermione, not sure she really wanted to believe what she was just told.

‘No. Lupin confirmed it. He asked me to tell no one, but how could I keep this to myself?’

‘You need to tell him, Harry!’ said Hermione, hurrying to her friend, taking him by the shoulders.

‘How can I be the one telling him? How can I tell Sirius that he has a daughter he doesn’t know about?’

Harry heard the floor crack outside the room. Both he and Hermione jumped with fear. He stood up and looked into the door crack that Hermione didn’t close entirely. There, two pairs of bright silver eyes were shining into the dark, reflecting the dancing flames of the fireplace behind Harry’s weak body, surrounded by black fur all around. The big dog seemed to look blankly at Harry. Surely, Sirius had heard them say they weren’t able to sleep and decided to make them laugh by transforming into Padfoot, like he did some nights before. He started to walk slowly in reverse.

‘Sirius, I-‘ Harry tried to mumble.

But the dog had disappeared.

‘SIRIUS!’ he shouted again, waking up Ron and the entire household.

They heard a door being shut down loudly downstairs. 

Buffy one liner starters
  • ❛ Thank god we’re hot chicks with superpowers. ❜
  • ❛ It’s a big rock. I can’t wait to tell my friends. They don’t have a rock this big.  ❜
  • ❛ I’m seventeen. Looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex.  ❜
  • ❛ Great, now I’m gonna be stuck with serious thoughts all day.  ❜
  • ❛ That’s a weird place for a horn… That’s not a horn. ❜
  • ❛ What is your childhood trauma?  ❜
  • ❛ Excuse me, I have to call everyone I have ever met, right now.  ❜
  • ❛ That’ll put marzipan in your pie plate, Bingo  ❜
  • ❛ What’s the matter, life flash before your eyes? Cuppa tea, cuppa tea, almost got shagged, cuppa tea? ❜
  • ❛ I may be love’s bitch, but at least I’m man enough to admit it.  ❜
  • ❛ Do you like my mask? Isn’t it pretty? It raises the dead! …Americans  ❜
  • ❛ This will give them some time to ponder the geo-political ramifications of BEING MEAN TO ME!  ❜
  • ❛ Tact is just not saying true stuff, I’ll pass.  ❜
  • ❛ Sorry, but I’m an old fashioned gal. I was raised to believe that men dig up the corpses and the women have the babies.  ❜
  • ❛ We saved the world. I say we party.  ❜
  • ❛ Your mouth is open and sound is coming out. This is never good.  ❜
  • ❛ I want my expiration date to be a long time from now… Like a cheeto.  ❜
  • ❛ That probably would have sounded more commanding if I wasn’t wearing my yummy sushi pajamas.“  ❜
  • ❛ I’m afraid we have a slight apocalypse.  ❜
  • ❛ What ever happened to the still-beating heart of a virgin? No one has any standards anymore.  ❜
  • ❛Besides, "I’m here to violate your firstborn” never goes over with parents. Not sure why. ❜
  • ❛ If the Apocalypse comes, beep me.   ❜
  • ❛ What can I tell you baby? I’ve always been bad.  ❜ 
  • ❛ Seize the moment, cause tomorrow you might be dead.  ❜
  • ❛ I may be dead, but i’m still pretty. ❜  
  • ❛ I’m sixteen years old, I don’t wanna die. ❜
  • ❛ There is only one thing on this earth more powerful than evil. and that’s us. ❜
  • ❛ I gotta have a plan? Really? I can’t just be proactive with pep? ❜
  • ❛ You really need to have every square inch of your ass kicked. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know how to live in this world if these are the choices. ❜ 
Vice Versa // Jung Jaehyun

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the prompt: Since I’m already up in your requests, may I request a Jaehyun scenario. Maybe about him meeting you for the first time at a coffee shop then it winds up being yall’s meeting place.

words: 1605

category: fluff + drabble (?)

author note: since its jaehyuns birthday and also Valentine’s Day I thought I would write this first! it’s really simple but also kinda cheesy and idk how I feel about it haha. please enjoy it anyway and look forward to more requests being written soon!!

- destinee

Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

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veritatem inquirendam [seek the truth] (frank castle)

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(original request: AU in which Frank is younger, and he and reader are college students. There’s a heated debate in class and everyone disagrees with Frank except the reader. After that, Frank starts paying more attention to the reader and hanging out with her after class, until he realizes he’s falling in love but she has no idea he is until her best friend tells her.)

(this is terrible i LOVE college frank i love this soft soft boy. what a nerd. i hate him. no warnings on this one except mentions of food and some sexism early in the story!!!)

(tagslist: @doct0rstrange, @caryled, @kurtwxgners, @atari-writes ! if i’ve forgotten you or you wanna be added to the tagslist, just send me a message!!! <3)


The professor is wrong. She knows it, but she can’t say it. You can’t say “you’re fucking wrong” in front of a classroom of fourty kids. Instead of speaking her mind, she bites her tongue and clicks the cap of her pen up and down, up and down, trying to tune out the professor’s voice.

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anonymous asked:

okay so i have a request, but i was hoping you could get creative with it... so i wanted a fic where the reader and josh gradually start to get distant because of tour life and everything, and it just shows overtime them getting further and further apart, but then end up happy in the end?? hope this makes sense :)

JOSH DUN FIC

There’s something comforting about an unmade bed. An unorganized pile of crumbled covers and dipped pillows, pulled together so the sleepers’ faces can be very close to each other. Your favorites are all the beds you and Josh slept in.  It always took you days to make the sheets up after Josh had left; in some way, seeing the remains of what he had slept in, made it almost feel like he was still there. Maybe just taking a shower, having just gotten up. You inhale his scent from his pillow and runs your hand softly down the blanket. It’s not warm anymore, no one’s slept in it for days now.

The dial tone seems to go on forever until the call is finally picked up.

“Hi babe,” Josh sounds cheerful, and a little louder than normal. “What’s up?”

You can hear loud voices and glasses clinking on the background, mixed with vague hints of a booming bass. “Nothing, just wanted to hear your voice,” you clear your throat. “What are you up to?”

“Going wild on a Friday,” Josh chuckles, “hanging with the guys, we’ll probably head out in a bit. Mark’s running late, just waiting on him.”

You’re looking at your shared closet in the Columbus house, sitting on the floor in the middle of piles of clothes you just don’t seem to be able to take care of.  You stare at the clock, trying to calculate what time it was in Amsterdam.

You smile a little, picking at the strings of your hoodie. “Glad you’re having a good time.”

“Would be better if you were here. I think you owe me an explicit run-through of what you’re wearing right now, babe.” The smirk in Josh’s voice is audible.

You chuckle. “The hoodie you got me from the ice cream shop.”

“The one with the cow on the front?  Sexy,” Josh mocks. “Isn’t it too warm for that?”

“No, it’s… I’m just sitting on the closet floor and I found this and it smelled like you, so I thought I’d just wear it for a bit.”

“Ugh,” Josh groans, “I wore it like ages ago. It’s probably smells awful, you should just wash it.”

You feel a twinge of embarrassment, “I, I don’t want to wash you off though.”

The background noise quiets down on the other end of the line, and you can hear the sound of a door opening and closing. “Babe, are you ok?”

“Yeah,” you sigh, “just, I don’t know.”

Josh hums comfortingly. “Are you doing anything fun today?”

“Probably just trying to get some homework done, don’t really want to leave the house.”

“Love, do you want me to come home?”

“You can’t really just up and fly across the world,” you say.

“You know I would if I could. I’m sure I can take up flying and ace it in like, max twenty minutes.”

“I’m sure you could,” you smile. You don’t think there’s anything Josh couldn’t do.

You stay silent for a while, listening to each other breathing. It makes you feel better, Josh knows. You guess it’s the same for Josh, too.

“Ok,” you say after a while. “Got my fix. Feeling better. Go and have fun.”

“And what are you going to do?” his voice is very soft.

“I’ll figure something out, maybe I’ll call my mom.”

“That’s more like it.”

“I’ll see you next week.”

“Love you.”

“Love you, Josh.”

“Do you ever wonder what it’s like for other people?” Josh muses as he’s flicking through the channels, sitting on the floor between your legs.  The two of you are savoring the final hours Josh had at home.  He headed out in the morning.  

“Wonder what what’s like?” you continue to rub Josh’s neck.

“Like, relationships. Being normal. Me not traveling around all the time.”

You move your hand down a bit, starting to work on the knots on Josh’s shoulder. “Do you?” you ask, avoiding the question.

“I don’t know… Just, don’t you think it’s a bit sad?”

“What?”

“That only being together once in a while is normal for us.”

“I like the way we are,” you try to smile. “I think we’re good. And the traveling and stuff is just out of our control, I think as a couple we’re pretty normal, probably like better than most, just our situation is a bit…” you can’t figure out a good word.

“Abnormal,” Josh nods. “Yeah, you’re right. Just would be nice sometimes to not be quite so, far I guess.”

“Ooh,” you coo, “you want to hold my hand more, don’t you?”

“Shut up,” Josh laughs as he leans his head back in your lap. “That may be a little true.”

You smile as you cup his face in your hands and bend over to plant a kiss on his lips, “Me too.”

Josh beams. “You want to show me off,” he pokes your thigh, “I’m like a classy trophy wife.”

“Hardly, “ you say laughing, “though you do brush up well when you’re not embarrassing.”

Josh’s wide grin turns into a fake frown impressively quickly. “You think I’m embarrassing?”

“Of course you are, but I gotta hand it to you, even when you’re falling all over the place, no one does it quite as impressively as you do.”

“Compliment accepted,” Josh smiles as he pulls you into another kiss.

Josh sits down slowly, and starts to go through the pictures on your camera. One catches his attention and he shows it to you. “This would be nice to hang on the wall.”

It’s a picture of you two, from last Spring, when you’d gone hiking on a hot day and there was so much pollen in the air.  You remember your eyes had been streaming non-stop. You’re pictured from the side, faces turned to each other, you were laughing – your dimple is visible – at something Josh had said.  You both look happy and carefree.

You agree. A week later, when Josh is in Los Angeles, you put the wall art on the bedroom wall, opposite your bed.

“Can you put your phone away, please?” you ask irritated when you come to bed. “The light keeps me awake.”

Josh doesn’t say anything, but turns his phone off and puts it on the nightstand.

“You know I don’t like having phones in bed,” you sigh, trying to find a relaxing position.

“I know, sorry.” Josh is sincerely sorry. This isn’t the first time his inability to put his phone down is causing words.

“What were you even doing?”

“Just, looking at things,” Josh turns to his side, his back to you.

“What things?” you ask after a while.

“Just things. It doesn’t matter.”

You scoot closer, caressing your fingers along his lower back. “Hey.”

Josh turns to look over his shoulder, and even in the dark of their bedroom, he can make out your kind eyes looking at him. “Hey,” he whispers back and turns around to face you.

“Don’t look at that stuff, love. You know people are idiots. They don’t know anything.”

“I guess…,”he mumbles.

“No, babe, you know it’s not true. People say awful things and it says more about them than it does about you, or me, us, anything”

“I just-“ Josh sighs and bites his lip. “It’s like everyone is just expecting me to fail. Like they can’t wait for me to fuck up, so they can laugh at me. Like I’m a joke.”

“Babe,” you pull him closer, “they’re idiots. And you’re not a joke. And you won’t fail. You’re brilliant.”

“But what if I’m not,” Josh lets out a shaky breath.

“You’re amazing, Josh, I’ve seen you. You worked fucking hard for the things you’ve done and you wouldn’t have done the things you have if anyone important thought you were shit. Which you absolutely are not.”

Josh smiles and he reaches out to brush some longer strands behind your ear. “I have all the faith in you, too.” He snuggles in closer until he’s pressed against your skin, placing a small kiss on your collar bone. “I love how your skin is always warm.”

The party was a drag. Not only did Josh have to practically drag you the entire way there, but once you arrived, it took all of three minutes for him to wander off.  He was off mingling, leaving you in the corner of an unfamiliar house with unfamiliar people scattered all around.  You caught sight of him once or twice, each time he was getting his ear talked off to by some uppity executive or manager.  

You were fuming by the time he finally was ready to leave.

“I don’t get why you’re so upset,” Josh says on your drive back home.

“Just forget it,” you say through gritted teeth, you were not in the mood to discuss.

“I can’t apologize if I don’t know what I even did wrong.”

You continue to stare out the window as the night passed by.

When you were finally curled up in bed, Josh snuggled close, his forehead pressed up against yours.  

“I’m sorry I got taken away tonight, I missed you.”

You’ve gotten a chance to cool off and he just seems so sincere, so you nod, indicating your approval.  

“Can I kiss you now?”

You lean in and kiss him discreetly, trying to ignore the way he even had to ask.

You have sex that night to try to make up for it all.

But it turns out to be awful.

You’re taking a shower after and you’ve never felt further away from Josh, who’s waiting in bed. You scrub yourself, still prickling uncomfortably from this strange, unfamiliar touch of Josh’s skin. You wrap yourself in your bathrobe before going to the bedroom.  

You don’t want to be naked in front of Josh right now.

“I feel like you’re erasing me from your life.”

“Excuse me?”

“I just feel like, I’m not a part of your plans anymore.”

“When have I ever not included you in my plans? When have I ever done anything without checking with you first?”

“But, you keep…”

“No. I’m not pushing you away, it’s you who keeps falling away from me.”

“Doesn’t feel like I have any space by your side anymore.”

“And at this point, it’s like you don’t even want me to try to reach out, you’ve decided that I’m erasing you from my life and that’s it, done and dusted, fucking sorted.”

“It’s not fucking sorted, stop putting words in my mouth.”

“Stop blaming me for things I’m not doing!”

A door bangs shut.

You’re staring at the name on your contact list and realize you actually feel nervous. You haven’t felt nervous about calling Josh since probably the very first call you ever made.

“It’s your Josh,” you mutter to yourself and press the green button.

“Hello,” he picks up, sounding croaky.

“Hi,” you’re happy to find the nervousness leaves your mind at the sound of his voice. “What are you doing on your day off?”

“Still in bed,” he yawns.

You frown and look at the clock, making quick calculations. “Josh, it’s like six at night.”

“I suppose so,” Josh says apathetically. “Oh well.”

You can feel the nerves starting to creep back. “You must be hungry.”

“Not really.”

“When was the last time you ate? How long have you been sleeping?”

Josh ponders. “I had something yesterday. I think I had some cereal.”

“But what about a proper dinner?”

“Jesus, what is this? You’re not a nurse doing a check-up.”

You try not to get offended. “I just want to make sure you’ve slept and eaten.”

“I have eaten, and I have slept, like, for almost 20 hours, thanks mom,” his voice is snappy. “Was there anything else? Does your form have any more questions that needs answers?”

“Josh.” your voice is quiet, soft, a gentle tug.

Josh sniffs and coughs. “Fine. Sure. I’m great.  Everything’s great.”

“Okay.”

You exit out of the airline tab on your computer, forgetting all about the overpriced flight you were planning on taking to surprise Josh.

You both still have fun, on some days, of course you do. On days where it’s just you, with nothing to do but spend time together, being carefree, on days when, over a lazy breakfast, Josh asks you if you want to go on an adventure. And you go, drive around aimlessly to a random direction based on chance. You find a hidden little pond in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by thick trees and you go skinny dipping, and then find a sketchy looking café and have take out.

“We should go on a vacation,” you suggest, sitting on the hood of the car.

Josh looks up at you, in a way you can’t quite read. “Vacation?”

“Yeah, like today. Just leave everything for a while.”

“Y/N,” Josh starts slowly and looks down, “that’s not a good idea.”

“What?”

His eyes meet yours. “Like, going away doesn’t solve anything.”

Your mouth flinches. “Did you not have fun today?”

“I did, of course I did,” Josh chooses his words wisely. “I just don’t think it’d be a good idea. To like, go away and then come back while everything here, in real life, remains the same. I don’t think we should go before it ends.”

“Before what ends?” you can feel your chest tightening, you’re not sure you want to hear the answer.

“This… thing, between us. It’s obvious we have issues.”

You nod, biting your lip. “But, like, we’ll fix it, won’t we? We’ll fix us.”

Josh nudges your shoulder with his. “We will. We’ll fix us so well and then, as a reward, we’ll go for the best holiday ever.  To Jamaica or something.” He squeezes your hand.

You squeeze back. “I can work with that.”

“We’ll figure this out, I know we will, we always do.”

The drive back home is quiet, both of you deep in your thoughts, but this time, the silence doesn’t feel so loud.

“What is all of this?” Josh asks as he sees the table set with candles and china.  

“Just a surprise,” you smile as you lead him to the kitchen and put a plate of steaming food in front of him.

You feel a little nervous. “Taste it.”

Josh inhales the divine smell of something hearty and rustic, reminding him of something he can’t quite pinpoint.

“This is my grandmother’s recipe,” he says quietly.

“I know.”

“She didn’t… She said it was a secret and no one else had it.”

“I know.”

Their eyes meet and Josh smiles, letting out a wet chuckle. “You did good, love.”

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“I think… I think we should really talk now.”

“Look, I’m so sorry about the stuff I said, it was so uncalled for, I was being an asshole.”

You shake your head. “No, me too, I think we both were being… not good.”

“Apologies?”

“Apologies,” you nod.

“Come sit with me.” Josh says.

You both sit down on the sofa, leaving some space between them but not as much as they could’ve.

“Sometimes… I feel like your tour life is taking more time and energy than it should. And it’s time and energy away from me.”

Josh looks surprised. “Seriously? Really, Y/N?”

You shrug. “It’s… Like it’s just a lot.”

“I know it’s a lot, I’m living it.”

“But I’m living it too, that’s just it.”

“You said you were fine with everything, don’t try to claim I didn’t check every tour, every interview, everything with you. You were totally on board when it all started.”

“I’m allowed to change my mind. I changed my mind. It’s fucking awful and I hate it.”

“How do you want me to fix it then?”

You say nothing.

“You know this isn’t something I can fix. I can’t just stop this all from happening now.”

“I know,” you say.

“Like, I’m on tour now. You changed your mind but it doesn’t have an effect, like sorry you feel like shit but there is literally nothing I can do about it.”

“I said I know! I’m not expecting you to change anything.”

“Well great, that’s helpful,” Josh mutters.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Josh looks like a pouting child. “You always have things to complain about but no solutions.  What do you want me to do?  Quit the band?  Quit my job?”

“I didn’t say that.”

You stare at each other, neither willing to step back. The air is filled with electricity, almost, and as much as you absolutely hate confrontation, you know this all has to be said.  Speaking your mind finally feels like it’s fixing this weird rut you’d fallen into.

“So to recap,” you finally say. “I’m pissed off at you for things I initially agreed to but now don’t like, but things you can’t change, and not because you don’t want to.”

“Seems so,” Josh grits his teeth. “And I’m pissed off at you for changing your mind and offering no helpful solutions.”

“Great,” you nod.

“What a team we make,” he says.

You sigh heavily. “You can say that again.”

“What a team we make.”

“Shut up,” you smirk. “Ok. I hate your stupid fucking tour and some of the people around you are absolute dicks.”

“I hate that you won’t quit school to come on tour with me.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“So basically we’re angry for each other and not at each other.”

“Seems so.”

“Does it help if I say, I love you and I want the best for you? I’m sorry.”

Josh nods solemnly, “I’m sorry, too.”

“Maybe we should just have weekly, scheduled fights, where it’s acceptable to call each other twats and judge our life choices and just get it all out in the open.”

“And talk shit about everyone else.”

“Especially that.”

Josh opens his arms, gesturing for you to come cuddle.

“You’re my life, Y/N. You know I’ll always have your back.”

“You’re my life,” you smile. “I’ll always be here for you, too.”

“I don’t want you to think that, I’m like, not so fucking proud of everything you do. With school and your degree.”

“I know you are.”

“And like, I know you’re proud of the things I do.”

“I am, babe, so proud.”

“I’m your biggest fan. And you’re mine, I know. And I think I probably forget that for a little bit in the middle of everything.”

Josh is picking on the sleeve of your sweater. “I think… We both forgot, for a bit. And, like, stopped talking. I don’t want to ever, ever, feel that disconnection again.”

“Me neither,” Josh kisses the top of your head. “Come on, let’s go connect.”

You feel a bit like crying, maybe. They’d been wrapped around each other for what feels like hours now. It’s deep, it’s slow, it feels like reconnecting from head to toe and mind to heart. The release you finally feel leaves you shivering after.

Later, laying with your foreheads pressed together, eyes locked, Josh is petting your hair, occasionally closing his eyes from the tickling pleasure of your finger tracing his cheekbones, his eyebrows, down his nose, his lips, up his jaw line and down again.

“Thank you for coming back to me,” you whisper. “I don’t want to be so far from you anymore.”

Josh smiles softly.

You set the date for June 3rd, an exact year after Josh gets down on one knee.  You chose a lovely place, by a lake – rustic but not too over the top romantic.

It had been a wonderfully, sunny, Tuesday afternoon, such an inconvenient day of the week, but your families were there. Josh had taken your hand before they walked down to the minister, and he hadn’t let go until you were outside, birds chirping in the surrounding trees, doing rounds of hugging their parents and siblings, tissues passed around with delighted laughter and words of happiness.

Instead of a huge reception, you decided on a small get together at home, with plenty of delicious home-made food and never-ending drinks, with everyone staying for the night and no obligations for the following day. There were Chinese lanterns and fairy lights hanging down everywhere.

“This is so perfect.” your eyes met Josh’s.  “This is my favorite day, ever, and you’re my favorite person, ever,” you whispered to your husband.

Later in the evening, the sky had suddenly turned menacingly grey and opened with huge, heavy raindrops. Josh’s sisters had been screaming, trying to cover their hairdos and delicate dresses, everyone going for whatever they needed to save quickly and get inside, people bumping into each other and getting drenched.

But you and Josh stayed behind, kissing in the rain, getting soaked together.

You Scared of Me Now, Babydoll? (Part 7)

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Summary: You and Negan are mad at each other after your trip to Alexandria. You drive back to Sanctuary only to…resolve it.

Word Count: 1,826

Warning(s): Smut (finally!), unprotected sex (as will most sex scenes…I don’t think birth control is readily available in the apocalypse!), Language

A/N: Happy (belated) Valentine’s Day, lovelies! Finally there is some smut in this chapter! (Apologies if the smut isn’t that great. I’ve written smut before but I’m quite out of practice and I’ve never posted it online before…so I’m a little nervous!) Masterlist is here. Enjoy!

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“Day’s over, everyone pack the fuck up!”

You jumped, almost dropping the box you were loading onto the truck. Damn, he was mad. And frankly, you were mad at him too. Seeing how he treated these people made you sick. Not to mention- you had been apart of this group. It made you wonder that if you had never left Rick if you would have to be apart of this mess.

Negan stomped over to you and growled in your ear.

“Get the back in the goddamn truck. Now.

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A Lovely Night (2/3) [Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader]

PART 1

Summary: What happens when Lin’s path and yours cross while trying to make it into Broadway?

Word count: 2,568

Warnings: Alcohol mention and some light cursing. Also usage of some FLS content from 2012 even tho this story is set in 2007 oops. 

A/N: PART TWO IS HERE! This took me and Nat forever to figure out and I’m so glad @down4usnavy decided to help out because her idea was amazing. I really hope you guys like it! Also part three will (hopefully) come very soon!

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“Don’t make me physically drag you outside, [Y/N]!” Natalie barged into your room already dressed up, opening your closet and looking for something for a few seconds, throwing a yellow dress at you.

“I agreed to the party last time, I’m not going again.” You hugged your pillow and resolutely stared at her, ignoring the dress.

“But I saw you talking to a cute guy last time! And this time it’s just a bar, how bad can it be?” Natalie countered, her voice echoing in the hallway as she left your room.

You laughed into the pillow, rolling your eyes. “Yeah, a cute guy who left just as I was about to begin my rant. Total asshole.”

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6

“To the one who thought that oblivion would bring me peace of mind,

The moment our eyes met, I knew that you too retained your memories. Hence, in this life, we’ll have to live in each of our happy endings, and ignore this tradegy. I pray that in our next life the wait will be short and the meeting shall be long… That we won’t need an excuse to see each other… Entitled with our own dearest names, so we could greet each other when we accidentally run into each other. With our love always being the solution, I pray that we can meet like that. I’m just happy that I saw your face.

Please live a long and happy life.
Goodbye.”

tvN Goblin  – Episode 15

TRUTH OR DARE

HERE IT IS~ I made sure it’s slightly similar to the roommate au,because I know how you guys love that story so much ,yet I haven’t updated yet T_T I’ll try updating asap oki doki?

Don’t forget to tell me what you thought about it in the comments/message box <3

Genre: romance/fluff/Semi-Smut
Pairing: Jungkook/You
Length: 7735 words
Summary: You and Jungkook gather up with your friends to play truth or dare and it gets a little dirty.


It was a rainy day when you and Jungkook decided to meet up at his place. You were meeting up for a break after the mid-term week that has been keeping both of you away from each other. Jungkook missed you so badly that he blew up your phone with his texting messages for several days. You still refused to meet up with him, because he was being a distraction.

He was finally happy and relieved to hear that you’d drop by for the afternoon and stay overnight. He was so excited and looking forward your little night together. You were very close friends since high school it was not a big deal for neither of you to show up at the boy’s apartment or even spend the night there. Jungkook planned to have a little gathering with you and his friends to lighten up the mood from that stressful week

The boy just came out from his shower and noticed the glistering droplets of rain pouring outside. He was wearing his usual comfy white hoodie and his grey sweats. He was so warm and cozy and he could bet that the second you’d show up at his place you’d jump in his arms for some of his warmth. He looked cuddly for a reason and he knew that you were the type to squeal whenever he wore a hoodie.

Is she going show up in this rain? He holds on his cup of hot chocolate and as he takes a sip

Jungkook dials his friend’s phone number to make sure you were on your way.It rang for a few times and it didn’t take long before the latter replied to jungkook’s call.

“Heyy….” Jimin’s voice says in an unsure tone

“Jimin hyung? Are you picking up Y/N?” he calls his friend

“Bruh, my girl just showed up and she looks quite pissed from the look on her face… I’m sorry but I couldn’t give Y/N a ride” jimin replies on the other line

This hyung better be kidding me!! He left Y/N all alone?!

“Are you saying that she’s walking to get here?” Jungkook yells on the other line

“Well I gave her a tip to take a taxi, but you know how she never accepts money from me” jimin sighs

“That’s because you’re a creep. What would you expect? Who knows if you gave her money for another purpose?” Jungkook scoffs on the other line

“Hey who do you take me for? I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND NOW. I DON’T DO THESE THINGS ANYMORE” jimin shouts

“You still have a past Jimin hyung. Don’t go around giving money to girls…they might get the wrong idea” jungkook sighs

“Is it that wrong to take care of beautiful girls when I have money to spend on them?” jimin argues

“Not when you’re a pervert.” Jungkook replies

“Says the pervert himself” Jimin scoffs

“Don’t include me in your circle, hyung. I don’t own a limited porn magazine collection” jungkook smirks on the other line

“I had money and no girlfriend. Don’t blame me, you little brat” jimin nags

“Sure hyung…sure” jungkook chuckles on the other line

He ended the call and choose to send you a text asking you where you were. As he was typing in his message he could hear two knocks on the door followed by the doorbell ring. A smile was automatically stamped on his face as he ran to open that door. He knew it was you from the second you knocked twice and rang once.

He opened the door and the first thing he saw was you being all drenched and wet from the rain. That white dress shirt you were wearing was sticking onto your skin and half of your hair was wet. You held onto your bag while slightly shivering from the cold.You were seeking for heat and Jungkook was going to give you enough heat for the rest of the night.

“Y/N? Don’t you carry around an umbrella sometimes?” He furrows his brows “What if you catch a cold?” he suddenly pulls you in his warm embrace and closes the door with his foot

You surround your arms around his waist tightly and jungkook slightly gasps from how tight you’re hugging him back. His face softens when he feels you burying your face in his warm cozy chest. Jungkook’s chest was the perfect pillow and spot to press your face on when you felt sad or cold. You snuggled your face on his chest and jungkook can’t help but chuckle at how clingy you are from the moment you stepped in his apartment. Your nose was cold and jungkook’s warm comforting chest was warming you up. Your fingers grasped tightly onto the fabric of his white hoodie and jungkook surround his manly arms around you in protection. You were so cold and he was going to make sure you never catch a cold. His fingers would touch your cold ears from time to time to warm you up.This man was like a heater and you only needed heat from his body right now.

“Did you missed me that much?” he suddenly asks “I thought you’ve been avoiding me for a while because I was supposedly a distraction”

“You’re so warm kook, can’t I stay in your arms forever?” you look up at him with your red nose

“I don’t know about forever, but you can stick to me for a few more minutes” he replies “what’s with the romantic pickup lines, missy? “He asks

“I need heat and you’re hot, so I’ll stick to you, okay?” you smile at him before hugging him tighter

“Oh okay…so now I’m hot? I didn’t knew you saw me that way…” he raised a playful brow

“Hot as in heat, idiot” you chuckle “I’m cold to death and you just happen to provide lots of heat”

“I’m still pretty sexy, don’t you agree?” he raises his brow sexily

“You’re cute Jungkook” you suddenly lessen your hold on him “So cute I’d bite you” you tap his cute nose

I’m cute? Just cute? Nothing else? He unconsciously pouts

Jungkook could feel his little word shatter for some reason.Of course you had to see him under the’ cute’ light .He was a man that worked out a few days a week. His body was hot and everyone who saw it couldn’t agree more. He had the biceps and abs that any girl would drool over, yet you were there calling him adorable. Why did he has to be constantly called cute by you?Was isit his doe eyes and his innocent facial expressions or was it simply the way you saw him?  Sure you were his friend, but you were still a girl and he wanted you to acknowledge him like any other man.

“Girl, I’m still a man. Isn’t it sad to think that you always come to this grown man’s apartment and make yourself so comfortable? Don’t you feel nervous around me, the slightest? “He stares at you as he hold tightly on your shoulders

Say yes, say yes. PLEASE.AT LEAST SAY IT TO MAKE ME FEEL WORTHY.DON’T SHATTER MY MANLYHOOD AS IF IT WAS SOMETHING NORMAL TO DO ON A DAILY BASIS. *CRIES*

“Not at all” you reply “I trust you way too much to be nervous” you brush it off

This girl don’t get the clues at all *sighs* let’s just play along with her…

“I’m a spontaneous man “he makes a sassy pose

“Of course you are “you laugh “Can you lend me one of your 24 white shirts or something, I’m dying of cold” you shiver

“Who’d ever saw this would think you’re my girl” he chuckles

How much I wish you were my girl…*pouts internally*

“Oh ho.” You punch his chest “Are you going to push me away once you find a girlfriend?” you glare at him

“Do I look like the kind of friend who’d do that?” he sends you a questioning gaze “I thought you trusted me, I’m feeling a little sad now” he pouts

“Baby please stop being a drama queen and go get me a shirt.” You ruffle his hair “Or, you know what? I’ll just go get one myself” you sigh and walk to his room

SHE’S GOING TO MY CLOSET?! HELL NO.MY SECRET LIFE RESIDES THERE. #PANIC

“W-Wait!! No one is going through my closet!!” he stops you

“Why? “ You blink before tilting your head to the side” Do you have something to hide in there” you smirk

LET’S MAKE UP AN EXCUSE.

“My white shirts are PRECIOUS.” He retorts

“So what? You won’t lend me a shirt” you frown “I’m so disappointed! I thought you loved me” you pout

Jungkook could feel his heart jump for the sudden ‘love’ word that just got out of your lips.

“LOVE is a big word.” He stares at you

“Insensitive jerk. I’ve been walking for 15 minutes in the rain to get here.” You fake a sob “Are you really going to treat me that way?”

“Do I look like a man that’d do that to a girl?” he scoffs

“Of course” you glare

“RUDE” he replies in a very offended tone before ruffling his hair

He sighed before he grabbed the hem of his hoodie to slightly pull it up.This how your eyes wavered and panic started arising through your body.You were nervous at his unusual behavior.Why was he going to take it off and in front of you on top of it?

“W-W-What ARE YOU DOING?!” you hide your eyes “Don’t strip tease Jeon Jungkook. I’M W-WARNING YOU”

Jungkook takes off his hoodie as it sticks with the white shirt he’s wearing under it. Part of his skin and his abs gets exposed but the guy does not waste time to pull down his white shirt while removing successfully the white hoodie. You seem a bit disappointed as you didn’t get to see the entire thing. You were peeking through your fingers and you could tell that jungkook has been building something under these white shirts.

“Calm down woman, I was going to give you my hoodie instead. It’s already warm so you’ll warm up faster.” He replies as he throws the white hoodie on your figure

“Why do I feel like you actually wanted me to take everything off.” he replies “You were disappointed because I was wearing another shirt under it, right?” he nudges you

“N-NO!” you stare at him before putting on the hoodie “Ahh…” you exclaim as the warmth invades you “Your hoodie is so warm and cozy” you rub your cheek on the fabric

“Of course it is, I’m hot” he winks at you

“Oh gosh, International playboy.” You roll your eyes “So what’s your plan for tonight?”

“I thought we could play a little game” he wiggles his eyebrow

“Oh no, I don’t like where this is going” you stare at him

“You’ll see. Let’s just go watch something while waiting for Jimin hyung and the rest of the guys to come”

You both sat on his couch with his arm around your shoulder as you all snuggled up on his chest like his puppy.Jungkook would pet your hair while making all sorts of weird sounds.He was like that and you had to live with his weirdness. Whoever saw both of you, would be thinking that you’re an item. Jungkook would play and ruffle your hair with his large hands in order to make you the most hideous looking hairstyles in history. He giggles and finds it funny, but it’s not that funny in your perspective.

“Jeon, I beg you. Stop ruining my hair” you sigh

“I’m just having my fun. Please let me.”

“You really want to disfigure me before Jin Sunbae shows up?” you reply

“Oh, so you’re self-conscious because jin is probably going to show up?” Jungkook gives you a glance

So she still had something for him * pouts* Damn, I thought I had a chance this time…

“You still like him?” his eyes widened

“Not that I like him, but I don’t want to seem like a loser after seeing him for so long”

It’s official. She still likes him. Our chances are doomed Jeon, just forget it…You don’t stand a chance against the perfect Kim Seokjin from the Biomedical Departement.

“Y/N, don’t lie. You’re totally crushing on him” he replies bitterly

“Stop. It’s not like you’re any better. You fell for that library girl because of her boobs.”

I don’t even look at BOOBS. I AVOID BOOBS LIKE AN ILLNESS. WHY IS SHE BRINGING THAT UP?!Aaaiishh…now that she brought up the boob subject I feel like blushing * internally scolsd himself*

“I just said she looked cute!!I never crushed on her and her boobs have nothing to do with this” he blushes

“YOU LIAR” you point at him

The doorbell suddenly rang and the door opened on its own.Jimin was the culprit and he had the keys for some reason which didn’t even surprise jungkook. Followed by jimin was Taehyung with his casual grin stamped on his face, Hoseok who seemed way too hyped up for nothing, Yoongi who seemed to be unaware of why he was even invited, Namjoon who shot you a smile and Jin who was there in all of his glory.

“Who’s a liar?” jimin giggles “I bought some beer, guys!”

“Y/N is already there!!!!!” Taehyung shots up from the back and runs to get a hug from you

“How’s it going, Tae?” you chuckled as his soft hair would tickle your neck

“I’m doing better now that you hugged me” he grins

“Awww you~” you ruffle his hair “I should adopt you, where are the papers to adopt this child!!” you laugh

“This ‘child’ is actually a perv Y/N” Namjoon sighs “I saw him exchanging numbers with Kim Hyuna from third year. You know that girl –“

“With the big boobs” you sigh “Yes I know “you face palm “Why are you guys so obsessed with boobs? You really need to get over it.”

“She’s a C cup!! It’s rare to find this in my faculty” Namjoon sighs

“That’s because there’s not that many girls in engineering” you comment

“Try talking to me about it” Namjoon replies

“You exchanged numbers with Kim Hyuna? GIVE ME HER NUMBER TOO BRUH!! SHARE IT!” Hoseok pulls taehyung to his side

“Oh guys please…” you sigh

“Are you proud of me? I’m not perverted like them” jungkook smiles at you innocently

“You’re probably ten times worse, you just know how keep it inside your pants” you smirk

“OUCH.THAT HURTS” jungkook pouts

“I don’t care about boobs, someone tell me where I can find a relaxing spot in this apartment” Yoongi asks “I don’t even know why I came here, but I’m planning to take a nap anyways”

“There’s a couch over there hyung” Jungkook guides Yoongi to the couch

On the other side Jin had showed up  

“Hey Y/N, it’s been a while” Jin smiles at you

“O-Oh…hey” you blink awkwardly “Yeah, it’s been quite a while! I’m happy to you here” you blush

“Your shirt is so oversized” jin chuckled “you look so tiny”

“I bet Jungkook went dirty on you and he gave it to you as a present “Hoseok wiggles his eyebrows

“Ew. NO. Guys what is wrong with you?” you cringed your face

“She came all drenched because of some irresponsible hyung who didn’t gave her the ride she needed” jungkook frowns

“Okay, bruh, that last sentence sounded kind of wrong” Hoseok sips on his juice

“Oh gosh” jungkook rolled his eyes “Jimin hyung what do you have to say for your defense?”

“I don’t want to talk about it” Jimin’s smile fades away  

“Where’s your girlfriend?” jungkook suddenly asks

“Don’t even bring her up” jimin sighs

As the mood became slightly awkward, jungkook decided to change the topic and this is how you were now bond to play this game he’s been craving to play for so long. All seated in the living room in a circle with beer in the center, you were feeling nervous about what game you were going to play.

“So what is it?” You nudge jungkook

“Truth or Dare” Jungkook smirks

“Bruh, why did you invite us?” Hoseok whispers “You should’ve played that game alone with her…if you know what I mean”

“Shut up, HYUNG” jungkook would slap hoseok’s arm “So…who wants to start?”

“Me~” Namjoon raises his hand “Truth for Hoseok, Did you ever had sex with a teacher for a grade?”

“Ooooh~ bruh , you’re going quite hard from the start” Jimin laughs “No one would, I mean I never hooked up with a teacher so I bet that no one in this squad—“

“Okay, maybe once—“Hoseok replies

Everyone’s eyes rounded in astonishment.

“OMG HOSEOK. You got laid with a teacher??!!”  jimin shouts

“It was just that one time! Plus, she was a TEACHER ASSISTANT not an actual teacher!” Hoseok replies “She was cute. It was two birds with a stone to be honest”

“Was it good?” Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows

“What happens in class stays in class” Hoseok smirks

Everyoone ‘woo-ed’ at how savage Hoseok was being with his replies.You were feeling nervous about this game and about how daring the questions were.What if they asked you some awkward questions in front of Jin.You could tell that Jungkook was fidgeting in his seat.He may have chosen the game, but he was also nervous about what kind of wild ideas would come out of his friends.

“It’s my turn huh?”Hoseok asks “This is one is a Truth for Park Jimin. How many freshman have you slept with?”

“THAT’S NOT EVEN FAIR!!” Jimin points at hoseok “How do you expect me to remember that.”

“Oh Jimin” Jin chuckles

“Why am I befriending them again?” Yoongi stares at you

“I bet it’s close to the entire female population” Taehyung chuckled

“Five…” Jimin replies

“Jimin…please. This is truth or dare, not lie or dare” you face palm

“OKAY FIFTY. I SLEPT WITH FIFTY FRESHMANS. DON’T JUDGE” Jimin takes a shot “Your turn to Suffer Kim Taehyung, THIS IS A DARE FOR YOU. Go and lick the wall”

“Lick the wall?” Taehyung raises a brow “Alright, I’ve licked lots of stuff in the past anyways”

“Ew. HELL NO. I’ll have to clean it up” Jungkook cringes his face “NOT ON MY WALLS!!”

“Okay then, go out the balcony and scream to the entire neighborhood that you’re a hoe for jungkook while twerking” Jimin chuckles

“Everyone is a hoe for Jungkook” Taehyung smirks

“Oh man, this is going to be embarrassing “Jungkook sighs

It wasn’t long before Taehyung went out in the balcony. He started off by warming up his deep voice and made a few booty shakes to practice his twerking. It gave you the shock of your life when he suddenly screamed out of his lungs.

“I’M JUNGKOOK’S HOOOOOOOEEEEE!!!”Taehyung would shake his butt “YES I’M THE BEST HOE IN TOWN AND I CHOOSE JUNGKOOK. CATCH ME JUNGKOOOOKKKK. JUST LIKE IN THAT POKEMON GO GAME!!!! I’LL BE YOUR HOE!!!” he’d twerk for a few seconds “JUNGKOOK’S HOE FOR LIFE.HEARD THAT B*TCHES??!!! COME AND JOIN ME IN THE JUNGKOOK HOES FANCLUB–”

“Hyung, please shut the f*ck up, what will my neighbors think??!!” jungkook shows up behind taehyung as he claps his palm on the latter’s mouth

“Sorry, I just felt like it was appropriate to embarrass you along the way” Taehyung laughed

“Can I go back home? Please” Yoongi pleads but no one listens to him

“Congrats Jeon, you got yourself a Hoe Fan club” you laughed while nudging his shoulder

“You’re part of the fan club too” he winks at you

“In your wildest dreams” you send him a flying kiss

“My question is for Y/N” Taehyung giggles at you

“Please tell me it’s an innocent one” you laugh nervously

“If you had to Pick one of us and dress him up as your roleplay fantasy, who would it be?”

“Role playyyy~~~ Hmm, I like these kind of things” jimin giggles while nudging your arm nonstop “Now I’m feeling more curious”

“Why would you ask that?!” You chuckle “what if I said I don’t have a roleplay fantasy?”

“Oh baby, you do. Everyone does “Hoseok replies

“You guys are perverts” you groan “I don’t have a role play fantasy

“Why don’t you tell them about your cop fantasy—“Jungkook is about to reply but you put your palm over his lips

“SHUT IT.” You sent him a death sentence through your eyes

“Damn girl. Cop roleplay? That’s kind of naughty. I didn’t expect you’d be into that” Jimin giggles

“Are you into handcuffs in all those kind of stuff” Taehyung asks

“I’m not replying to this” you stare at Taehyung “AND YOU ARE DEAD” you glare at jungkook

“Hey, I had to say something” Jungkook chuckles “It’s not that embarrassing. It’s kind of Hot actually” he reassures you

“I think that Jungkook is already making plans for his Halloween costume” Hoseok smirks

“Shut up hyung” Jungkook flushes

“You didn’t reply who you’d pick in the squad to make this fantasy come true” Taehyung pouts

“I’m not picking any of you” you laugh sarcastically “Now let me make you suffer Jeon Jungkook” you stare at him

“W-Why me?!” jungkook blinks at you

“This is a dare for you. Give a kiss to Jimin on the cheeks”

“Sorry to disappoint, but I don’t kiss guys especially when they’re Park Jimin” Jungkook replies

“I feel offended now” Jimin puts a hand over his chest

“Oh shut up with ‘I don’t kiss guys’ ish, I’ve seen you kiss Taehyung that other time” you nudge jungkook

“I NEVER KISSED TAEHYUNG!!IT WAS NOT WILLINGLY AND IT WAS NOT REAL EITHER” Jungkook shots up

“Bruh you guys kissed?!” Hoseok put his palm over his lips “TAEKOOK SAILED!!!”

“We did NOT!!” jungkook argues

“ I helped Jungkook to pretend he had a Girlfriend that one time, so we acted out a little scene” Taehyung replies “We did not kiss, you don’t have to freak out Y/N” taehyung would pat your arm

“Who’s freaking out? I’m not freaking out!” you furrow your brows

“I just figured you might be a little jealous of me” Taehyung grins

“Yeah, obviously” you chuckle “Jungkook must be one hell of a good kisser then.” You smirk

“Tell me about it” Taehyung gives you a perverted glance

“STOP GIVING THEM THE WRONG IDEA, HYUNG!!”Jungkook shouts    

“Sorry Jimin, but Taekook sailed…” Hoseok taps jimin shoulder

“Why is my life so pathetic…?” Jimin took a shot “I just broke up with my girl and now Jungkook rejected me”

“Don’t be like that hyung” Jungkook would pats jimin’s shoulder “I’m sorry for your girlfriend. I promise you’ll find the right one soon.”

“That’s true Jimin-ah. We can get a drink together sometimes. Don’t feel so destroyed. You’re an amazing man” Jin would reassure jimin

“That girl doesn’t know what she’s missing” Hoseok replies smugly “You got so many hoes and she’s just one of them”

“Hoseok, can you just shut up please?” you glare at Hoseok before petting jimin’s hair “She probably had her reasons. Remember that we’re always there for you Chimchim” you hold onto his hand

“B-But I loved her so much” Jimin would bury his face in his hands

“There are many girls waiting in line for you. It’s okay! Just think like the old Playboy Jimin would.” Namjoon tries reassuring him

“I thought she was different…That girl changed me” Jimin sniffed “I thought she was the one”

“Don’t let her break you down like that” Taehyung smiles before adding “Girls act out weird sometimes”

“Excuse me?” you gave a stare to Taehyung

“Hum. Yeah. No. I think I’ll just drink and shut up” Taehyung giggles

“Come here “you pull jimin in your arms as you cuddle him and play with his hair “I’ll tell you a little secret” you whisper in jimin’s ears

Not fair. She never cuddles me like this, Jungkook pouts

“Girls may hold grudges for long, but she will eventually come back” you whisper in jimin’s ears

“How do you know that?” jimin stares at you

“Let her time to cool off” you ruffle his hair “And then impress her”

“Y/N, please give me some attention too” Jungkook tugs on your sleeve

“Jesus, you’re such a child!” You chuckle before staring at him “I dare you to stay silent for the rest of the game till someone chooses you for another truth or dare” you reply

“RUDE.” Jungkook replies in an offended tone “Do you hate me that much?!”

“I do it because I adore you” you pinch his nose in between your fingers

“Sure” jungkook sighs “I’ll stay shut but before that, I’ll ask a little question too” he replies “My question is for Jin.”

“Yes?” Jin blinks

“If you had a chance to date Y/N, would you do it?”

Your eyes rounded automatically and you slapped his arm aggressively while communicating with your eyes. You and Jungkook could understand each other with your facial expressions.

Why would you ask him such an embarrassing question?!!! You stare at jungkook

It’s about time he knows you like him! I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS. He stares back at you

DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!! YOU BETTER REVERSE THIS ISH OR I’M REVEALING YOUR DARKEST SECRETS, You glare at him

GO AHEAD, YOU THINK I’M SCARED?!!! SORRY.BUT WHAT IS DONE IS DONE, he gives you a mocking face

I’LL KILL YOU, your eyes threaten him

I LOVE YOU TOO. He smiles sarcastically

“Y/N is a sweet girl! Who wouldn’t want to date her?” Jin smiles sweetly

“That’s not the question. Would you date her?” Jungkook adds fuel to the fire

YOU BETTER SHUT IT NOW ROMEO. I WILL CUT YOUR BALLS IF YOU KEEP ON GOING, you tug on his sleeve

TRY TOUCHING ME THERE, He smirks

I’ll f*cking murder you, you grit your teeth

“I would date her. She’s really cute” Jin smiles at you

OF course he’d say that, jungkook internally rolls his eyes

“O-Oh….yeah…t-thank you” you blush before staring at jungkook “Now you better shut that pretty mouth for the rest of game” you tap jungkook’s lips with your fingers

“I’ll ask one question to Yoongi then” Jin suddenly comments

“Did you just include me in this game?” Yoongi glared at jin

“Of course you should participate, you’re still our close friend” Jin smiles “So I have a dare for you”

“Oh no, you did not go there” Hoseok gasps

“Tie your hair into apple hair” Jin chuckles as he stares at yoongi

“He will murder you” Taehyung shook his head

“RIP Jin Hyung” Jimin sobs

Yoongi stares at everyone lifelessly.

“You can expect to go to hell for making me do this” Yoongi threatens and all guys gulped on their saliva

“Do you want me to lend you a hair tie” you poke yoongi with a smile and he only gives you a sigh of exasperation

“I don’t even know anymore” Yoongi sighs “Why am I even here in the first place?”

“I’ll make your hair for you” you smile at yoongi as you tie his bangs into apple hair “So KYUUUTTTEEE” you squeal and clap your hands

She never tied my hair and said it looked cute. Please give me some love and attention too. jungkook internally pouts

“I get to give a dare this time?” Yoongi sighs “Jeon Jungkook. This one is for you”

Why is he choosing me? Do I look like a Pokémon you can just pick?! WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME??!!! Jungkook only sighs in response since he’s supposed to keep quiet

Yoongi on his side had a plan to finish up this game and go back home as soon as he could.

“Oh I forget to mention that it’s a gift for Jungkook and a dare for Y/N” yoongi clarifies

PARDON?!!!A GIFT FOR ME AND A DARE FOR HER? I DON’T LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING!!!!,  jungkook shudders

“A dare for me?” You blink this time “How come my dare is a gift for this kid?” you poke jungkook’s arm

“I don’t know where this is going, but I’ll just sit back and watch the genius do his job” Hoseok sits back while sipping on his beer

“The dare is to sit on Jungkook’s lap for the rest of the game.” Yoongi smirks at you

WHY IS MY LAP INVOLVED IN HER DARE???! CAN’T THEY LEAVE MY POOR SENSITIVE BODY ALONE! jungkook cringes his face Ugh, I’m getting drunk on top of it. PLEASE NO. Y/N. SAY NO.I BEG YOU.MY PANTS ARE BEGGING YOU TOO.

“Sit on his lap? How is that supposed to be a gift for Jungkook? He’ll only get burdened” you chuckle “I mean, I’ve been eating quite a lot of sweets nowadays” you giggle

“Just hop on it and I promise you’d understand what we mean” Taehyung winks at you

WHAT?! DO I LOOK LIKE SOME OBJECT PEOPLE CAN JUST HOP ON FOR FUN?!I THOUGHT I WAS THE BUNNY HERE, WHY WOULD SHE HOP ON ME….oh…wait…now I get it* CRIES THE ENTIRE HAN RIVER* HE’S LIKE ASKING HER TO HOP ON MY DICK INDIRECTLY.OH GOSH I HATE THESE HYUNGS.I’LL POISON THEIR DRINKS.

“Sure. I mean Why not?!” You smile at Taehyung “As long as it causes no harm to anybody I’m cool with it”

GIRL NO.HELL NO.YOU’RE GOING TO CAUSE HARM TO ME.UGH…and I CAN’T EVEN SAY A F*CKING WORD!!!

You grabbed Jungkook’s hand and his eyes wavered from your eyes as he tried staying composed from your touch. His eyes laid lower to check out how you were dressed again. Here is was, his worst nightmare. The damn Booty shorts. It was so humid outside and you chose to wear these when you came here.

HOLY MOTHER OF THE BOOTY SHORTS * cries* we’re f*cked for real this time.

Jungkook didn’t noticed because he always does his best to avoid looking at exposed areas of your body. He can’t believe he hugged you so casually a few hours earlier. Your shorts were a detail he always avoided to look at and this time he won’t have a choice but to give them a second closer look.The cut of of these destroyed jean shorts were the kind that he hated. The kind of shorts that had busted holes in the front since they were fashionable. That was not the main problem.The real problem about these shorts was the fact that whenever you’d bend or sit, they’d get magically shorter. That was the reason why you would usually tie your vest around your waist, but this time your vest was drenched and in the drying machine.

Might as well just play along with it and treat her as if she’s a plant.Yeah, jungkook, she’s a green plant and you’re not the kind of guy who’d get horny over a plant, right? *cold sweats*

He crosses his legs in an open position as he chooses a more comfortable way for you to sit. He thought that sitting like a chair would prevent his worst nightmare from happening. A position that won’t drive him over the edge every time you move or shift on top of him. Well that’s what he thought.

Yeah, if I sit like this it won’t be a problem right? He’d reassure himself

“Can I?” you ask first

Jungkook suddenly pulls your body to sit on his lap with no warning. You feel like you’re sitting on a chair and Jungkook gasps at that sudden extra weight on his crotch. You tried adjusting your seating position on his lap and jungkook suddenly freezed. He’d hold his head to the side while staring at the ground while gulping on that knot of saliva in his dry throat. .He was f*cked and that position he just choose was going to make him suffer for hours under you. Your shorts already started riding up a bit and he couldn’t even bare to look at you. Having drank one bottle and half of beer for the past half hour wasn’t going to help him out at all. He was already feeling the heat rise in his body.

“Look at Jungkook” Hoseok chuckles “He’s all tense”

“Oh, it must be my fault” you pout “I’m sorry, I gained a little bit of weight” you turn around to look at juingkook’s face

DON’T TURN AROUND. DON’T F*CKING MOVE.

Jungkook simply nodded to assure you that it was okay with an awkward smile. Unlucky as he was, the boy had to bear with your butt on his lap for the next hour. One wrong movement and he’d be screwed. Sitting on his lap was a thing but your attire was going to make this ten times harder for him in every sense of the word. The fabric of your shorts was thick while his sweatpants were thin enough for him to feel everything. He was going to suffer while you weren’t going to feel anything. It was his lap after all. He could already feel himself suffering from thinking of how horrendous and frustrating it must feel whenever you’d shift a little bit and the rough fabric of your jeans would simply create friction against his sensitive pants. He was going to suffer for the rest of the game and this was just the start.

“I actually never expected Yoongi hyung to throw a dare like this one” Jimin giggles

“How does it feel to have a girl on your lap jungkook-ah?” Taehyung nudges jungkook

Jungkook only stayed silent while staring at everyone with his does eyes. Bitting his poor victimized lips that would turn red by the end of the game. He had the look of someone who’s guilty of something and his hyungs could tell from the first glance.

“Why are you guys asking him so many weird questions” You raise a brow “Leave him alone?”

At least she’s taking my side *sighs*

“Y/N, we’re just playing” Taehyung chuckles

YEAH YOU’RE PLAYING AT MAKING ME AND MY POOR PANTS SUFFER.TELL THEM Y/N. PUNISH THE F*CK OUT OF THEM. Okay maybe not. That sounded wrong.

“You guys are making me do all sorts of thing” you nudge taehyung

“Blame Yoongi Hyung! I didn’t do anything” Taehyung lifts up his hands in defense

“My dare is for you Taehyung-ah” you smile sarcastically at him

“Cruel woman”

“I dare you to kiss Jimin on the lips” you smirk

It’s in these moments that I’m glad she can’t see me and give me a dare.

“A REAL KISS?” Taehyung blinks

“WHY AM I ALWAYS THE VICTIM IN YOUR DARES?! Y/N WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH?!” Jimin whines

“I bet it’s a revenge because you didn’t pick her up and she had to walk in the rain to get here” namjoon laughs

“Or maybe Y/N is just into yaoi stuff. I mean this girl has a kink for police uniforms so I wouldn’t be surprised that—“Hoseok chuckles

Her kink is still sexy as f*ck, why does he keep on bringing it up? It’s not like something she should feel ashsamed of.  jungkook rolls his eyes

“Do you want me to include you in that dare too?” you raise a brow at Hoseok

“Okay no, I’ll shut up” Hoseok sits straight in a formal position

“Ok I’ll kiss Jimin, but NO ONE TAKES PICTURES!” Taehyung warns

“Hell no BRUH, I MAY HAVE SAID YES TO JUNGKOOK, BUT I REFUSE TO BE KISSED BY YOU” Jimin steps back

“That’s not fair!” Taehyung whines

“JUST DO IT” you lay your head back and jungkook’s little panic was starting to rise

N-N-NO…DON’T GET CLOSE TO ME!!!!

If he could he’d lay back his body away from you as much as he could. Everytime you’d turn around and shift on his lap he’d suppress a sound to come out. You only added up the fuel to the fire by turning around. He could smell your fruity scented hair and for some reason it was starting to build up this frustration through his body. He was in a position where he’s so close to you but still can’t do anything. He’d curl his hands into fists while constantly biting on his lip, killing himself and praying that you won’t move much for the rest of the game.

F*ck NO.WHY DOES SHE SMELL SO DAMN GOOD. *hides in a corner while sobbing endlessly*

“Come here jimin and kiss me” Taehyung pleads jimin

“HELL NO” Jimin’s eyes rounded

“PLEASE! I’LL CALL YOU HYUNG!” Taehyung pouts

“Of course, call me Hyung and I won’t mind a kiss” jimin smiles

“Really?!” Taehyung blinks

“You think I’d say THAT??!!” Jimin scoffs

“I’ll be part of your hoe fanclub “Taehyung pleads

“He has a hoe fan club too?” Your mouth forms a ‘o’

“I don’t need more hoes” Jimin frowns “You’re NOT EVEN WORTHY OF BEING MY SIDE HOE, SO —“

Taehyung takes the opportunity to peck jimin’s lips fast. Everyone’s jaws drop to the floor, including yours.You did not even expect Taehyung to do it, yet he still did.Taehyung just blew everyone’s minds with his act. Jimin was the most shocked.His lips that were usually stained with the various lipsticks of many girls were now stained by Taehyung’s lemon chapstick.

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING??!!” Hoseok steps back

“OH MAN HOLY SHIT!!!!!!” jungkook suddenly shouts “THEY DID IT FOR REAL!!!!”

“F*ck this shit. I think I’ve seen enough for tonight, I’m leaving” Yoongi gets ready to get up

“You’re staying here, sugar” Jin pull yoongi to sit down

“I’m not your sugar” Yoongi glares at jin

“You’re my sweet ingredient so you stay here” Jin pats Yoongi’s back and yoongi sighs in defeat

On the other side it was another story for jimin

“How DARE YOU??!” Jimin put his hand over his lips as a blush started to form on his cheeks

“Sorry Jimin, I just had to make you shut up” Taehyung sighs “On another note, I think you should change up your chapstick.It tastes like rotten apples”

“I think I’ll go get some water” Jimin fans himself

“You’re savage Tae, I didn’t expect that at all” you whisper to taehyung “Can’t you see how hot and bothered Jimin looks now?!” You blink

“It’s okay! He’ll get over it, eventually!” Taehyung giggles “So it’s my turn this time to ask a question~”

Everyone stares at him in disbelief.

“Okay so my question is for Y/N” Taehyung stares at you

“Why did you pick me again?!” You whine

“Does size matters for you?” he smirks

WTF IS THIS KIND OF QUESTION??!! WHY DO YOU ASK HER THIS WHILE SHE’S LITTERALLY SITTING ON ME * FACEPALM *

Jungkook suddenly feels himself flush and tense up for some unknown reason. He had no idea why these questions were so dirty and so awkward, but this mood was making feel quite hot in this shirt.What if you could feel his size by accident while sitting in this position? What if he’d have trouble staying in place for the next hour and you’d get to know about the heat that has been rising in his pants.What if you could feel him and be disappointed? In fact he was curious about your reply but afraid at the same time. What if your reply makes him ten times more frustrated?

“Size? I mean, a girl can expect something up to her standards. As long as the performance is good…” you reply slyly “I’m just kidding “you blush as you cup your cheeks as you realize that Jin is still in the room

Jungkook felt this weird feeling in the pit in his stomach and he chose to shrug it off by commenting and playing along with you.Maybe it’d make him less nervous and it’d help him forget about this constant frustration that has been building up.

“You make sly comments and then you blush” Jungkook chuckled “Girl, get a grip over yourself”

“Shut up Jungkook, you’re obviously enjoying this” Taehyung giggles

“NOT” Jungkook fans himself awkwardly

The thickness of your shorts rubbing on him was making his breathing hitch.His lips were aching to let out a sound but his teeth were sinking so deep down his bottom lip that only little whimpers could be heard.You’d chuckle and clap your hands while playing and he’d casually have to bear with the pain to stop his raging desire to take over him. The fabric of your jeans would create that sinful friction on his crotch area whenever you’d move from side to side.

UGH.SEND ME SOME HELP.I NEED A MOTHERF*CKING CUP OF HOLY WATER. NOT SOME STUPID ALCOHOL!!!

“Oh I have another one for Y/N! Who do you think has the biggest size in this room?” Hoseok smirks

WHY WOULD YOU ASK HER THAT??!!! Of course they’d make my life ten times harder… *digs a hole for his own funeral*

“Do you really want me to answer this?” you raise a brow “Man, I never saw anything, how am I supposed to know”

“Girl, just answer with the feel. There’s probably a guy in this squad that you’re expecting something from” jimin chuckles

Of course, she’s probably expecting something big from Jin, Jungkook would sigh in his inner thoughts

“I’ll go with Hoseok…”you tilt your head to the side “I’ll give you this one, cause’ you asked me the question” you chuckle “Happy now?”

“I’m quite satisfied” Hoseok laughs

“From what I personally saw, the biggest one here is the guy sitting beside you” Jimin suddenly shows up with a smirk

WTF ARE YOU EVEN DOING HERE JIMIN HYUNG??!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE RECOVERING FROM THE KISS TAEHYUNG JUST GAVE YOU??!

“The guy sitting beside me?” You turn to your left and meet eyes with Yoongi

“Do I look like the kind of man who’d show my privacy to these worthless strippers?” Yoongi stares at you in disbelief

You blink at him for a few seconds before bursting out in laughter. Yoongi really didn’t want to be there and it showed all over his behavior and his facial expression.

“We’re NOT STRIPPERS” taehyung reply in a very offended tone “Maybe Hoes, but not strippers”

“Someone put some tape over Taehyung’s mouth please” Namjoon face palms

“Okay I’ll be more precise. The guy sitting under you” Jimin giggles

You chuckle at yoongi’s hilarious response and turn to you turn around before meeting eyes with a very shy jungkook who’s awkwardly sipping on his beer as if it was apple juice.Red cheeks and very active eyes who’d glance everywhere but in your direction. Jungkook was nervous and he did not want to hear a response from you.It was already killing him to know that you’re now aware of this embarrassing information. Not that it was an embarrassment for him, he was rather proud to have the biggest size, but it was awkward in his perspective to tell you about this.

“Boy, why are you so red? Are you drunk?” you put your palm on his cheek and you can feel the heat radiating from him

DON’T TOUCH MY CHEEEKSSS!!!!!! * cries*

“Come on Jeon, why are you acting all shy now? You’d always show it off and brag when we’d be in the locker rooms” Hoseok rolls his eyes

“Shut it” Jungkook glares at his hyungs

“You actually brag about it? Whoah kook, I’m learning all sorts of thing from you today” you raise a brow “I didn’t expect you’d have the biggest size either” you punch his arm “You’re quite the man, huh?” you chuckled

Your jeans rode up and he could see from the side of his vision your exposed skin. Being dazed from your scent, your skin exposure and your proximity, it was currently driving him over the edge. You were so close yet so far. Beads of sweat along his side burns were glistering and falling right down from his jaw to his neck. Jungkook was nervous and anyone could tell from the first glance that he was suppressing himself to not move.

Let’s stay cool and not make this too obvious *puts professional mask on*

“I don’t know if I should feel offended by this comment or be happy, but thank you anyway. Can we please pass to the next question and stop talking about my size? ” Jungkook cringes his face

“Embrace it, BRAT. It’s not every day that you get to have that kind of size! “Hoseok replies

“Freaking embarrassing” jungkook face palms

“It’s okay jungkook-ah. Don’t be ashamed. I can brag about you now” you nudge him

“W-What? “He blinks at you “You’ll BRAG TO WHO ABOUT THIS? YOU NEVER EVEN SAW THE REAL THING.”

“Should I see it?” you smirk

EXCUSE ME?!!! Jungkook’s eyes almost dropped out of their sockets

Your comment just made his blood rush with anticipation and his sweatpants feel a bit tight for some weird reason. His heart jumped and he was suddenly pulsating with desire. He was restraining himself from breathing heavily because for some reason he found this straightforward side of you kind of aggressive and sexy. You were slowly turning him on and he was slowly starting to lose control over himself.Heat was rising everywhere on his skin and he needed a freezer to cool down.  

The boys let out ‘whoos’ and screams in excitement while jungkook’s jaw is dropping on the floor.How in the world did these kind of words managed to slip out of your tongue.Who knows? Maybe you really wanted to see something.

“THAT GIRL IS STRAIGHTFORWARD AND I LIKE IT!” Jimin stands up

“I’m just kidding guys” you chuckle “I think I’m getting too drunk” you cup your warm cheeks “Sorry, I thought It’d be cute to tease Jungkookie”

“Man, she just called you cute” Hoseok shook his head “Y/N, we just told you he had the biggest one yet you call him cute?”

“B-But he’s still my cute little Jungkook” you pout “Right, kookie?” you pinch his cheeks

“I ask for a re-match, I refuse to look at my dongsaeng being called cute when he has the biggest size in this room!” Hoseok stands up

“H-Hyung, DON’T DO IT” jungkook glares at Hoseok

“I choose the next dare” Hoseok says in a definitive tone “Go ahead and ask your two questions Y/N, because I’m choosing the next dare”

TO BE CONTINUED…


REQUEST/COMMENT FOR A PART 2 AND I’LL MAKE IT COME TRUE~

anonymous asked:

Can you do prompt 74 in where the reader and Jason get into an argument about the reader being a new superhero and he says something really mean because he's scared he's gonna lose her and she gets upset and ignores him for an x amount of time until he apologizes

Ohoho, I’m excited for this one. I thank your loveliness for the request! I hope you like it!!

Warning: Swearing, mentions of drugs

Prompt 74: “I didn’t mean what I said”

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Crossing the Line

Your and Jason’s relationship is anything but normal. He’s the Red Hood and you’re a Metahuman. This concoction equals your not so everyday couple.

Jason is constantly gone late at night, whether it be out on patrol or on a mission. Always out helping people, and you want to do the same. You have powers to control light, or more specifically photons.

You can manipulate light into objects or blasts. You could even fly if you controlled the photons in just the right way, it’s a pretty cool power.

Jason knows of your power and accepts them but he never wants to talk about them. So you talk to his brothers about them.

“I don’t understand why you don’t ever come out with us [F/n], you have such good control over your powers” Dick said as you were letting off some steam in the batcave.

“I know, I want to use them but I don’t have a suit or anything” you formed a light blast in your hands and shot it at a dummy.

“I’ll make you a suit” Tim offered turning away from the computer.

“Really?” asking as you grew giddy.

“Sure, we can never have too many heroes out there. And you have training so why not? I also know Bruce has thought about asking you to join us” He began typing up a list of features for the suit.

You stood over his shoulder and helped with the design. Also asking for some specific add-ons that could help with your powers.

“Are you going to tell Jason?” Dick questioned while watching you and Tim.

“I don’t know, should I surprise him?” you furrowed your brow in contemplation.

“That could be fun, yeah surprise him. You need a name too” Dick pointed a finger at you. The three of you stood silent while thinking.

“How about Radiant?” Tim snapped his fingers, “It has a nice ring to it. Yeah I like it” You approved, as the three of you finished the suit.


You were ecstatic to surprise Jason, he was probably going to freak out. Everyone knew but him.

You’re also ecstatic to make a difference. Born into a wealthier family, a lot of people think your life was flawless but like everyone, your family had their issues. You went through a depression as a teenager after losing a close friend. Your sister was a recovering addict after she fell into the wrong crowd, having recently relapsed. Your mother and father were having marital issues. Some were worse than others. But luckily your family was recovering.

You glided over the roof tops to where Tim had sent you a location they were infiltrating. You were to use your powers to blind the gunmen before they entered. Landing by one of the windows to the warehouse.

When Tim gave you the signal you created light flashes and disoriented the gunmen as they began to take out all of the men. Jumping down you began to fight alongside them.

Easily you all took them down and tied them up. “Alright! That was awesome!” Dick yelled before giving you a high-five.

TT, you did well for your first time.” Did Damian just complement you? What distortion world is this?

“Good job Radiant. Happy you decided to join us” Bruce was next as he patted your shoulder. Tim gave you a high five as well.

But Jason, you didn’t get the expected response. “Home now!” he commanded before grappling out of the building. Confused, you immediately followed.


Meeting him in your shared apartment, crawling through the window you were greeted with a livid Jason.

“Are you insane?!” He yelled as you entered the apartment. “What?” you asked pulling off your mask, a dumbfounded expression on your face.

“What were you thinking? You can’t be a hero! It’s too dangerous out there for you!” he was outraged.

“I was thinking that I have these amazing powers and I wanted to use them for something good! I want to help people like you!” Yelling back as you stormed into the bedroom to change.

“But you’re not me [F/n]! You don’t have the experience or the training, or the stomach for this!” The argument began to get heated. You guys argued but heated arguments were rare.

“I can stomach this life just fine, god knows I stomach you crawling through that fucking window bloodied every night!” Countering and crossing your arms.

“That’s not the same thing!” he claimed but you rolled your eyes, “Well it’s pretty damn close now isn’t it!”

You both drew closer and closer to an invisible line. On the edge of it but refusing to cross it as you both continued.

“I just want to save people like you Jay. People in this world are cruel and I want to save others from that!” Feeling your throat getting raw you turned your back on him and set out toward the kitchen.

“And what do you know about cruelty!? You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth! Everything was handed to you! The almost perfect life, how about instead of saving the world, you save your sister from putting another needle up her arm!” He yelled. After the words registered he immediately regretted all of them. 

That line… he crossed it.

Turning around, you were absolutely livid, “Excuse me? Did I just fucking hear you right?” he didn’t say anything until you let out a disgusted scoff and made your way to the front door.

“[F/n], wait that’s not what I meant. I-It just slipped out” he stuttered trying to keep you from leaving.

“Really Jason? Because it damn well sounded like you meant it” You grit your teeth before pushing by him.

“Where are you going? [F/n] Please” His voice wasn’t laced with anger anymore, it was panic.

“My parents, I hope your happy Jason” you spat before exiting the apartment and slamming the door behind you.

What did he just do? Did he just lose you? Fuck he just lost you.

His legs gave out when he was in front of the couch. Jason never wanted that argument, he was intending to talk you out of it calmly. His mouth just took over before his brain could. He was just scared you’d get hurt and he’d lose you.

His worrying made him loose you anyways. “Fuck” he whimpered resting his head in his hands. There was no way he was getting sleep tonight.


It had been a week since you walked out. You weren’t sure if you were broken up or just taking a break. Having cut off all communication with him and his family, you were beginning to regret walking out.

He had to have had a reasoning right? Maybe you should’ve heard him out?

At that moment your phone buzzed again. Jason had blown up your phone with voicemails and texts. Picking up the device you clicked on the new voicemail.

‘[F/n] I’m begging you. Please let me see y-you. I-I’m so fucking sorry. Let me make it up t-to y-you please.’ he was suppressing his hiccups and sniffles. You’d seen him cry and heard him sob, you knew exactly what was happening on his end. He cleared his voice before saying, ‘I’m begging you [F/n], I love you so much! Please don’t let this be over.’ That’s where the message ended.

You missed him, holy shit you missed him. Rubbing your face you heard the doorbell ring. Standing up, you wiped the unshed tears from your eyes before pulling the door open.

There he stood, the most remorseful look on his face as he held your favorite take-out in his hands. “I uh didn’t think flowers would be enough. Can I come in, please? Can we just talk?” he pleaded, nodding you opened the door wider and let him in.

Leading him into the living room you sat on the couch and he sat facing you. “I didn’t mean what I said. I didn’t mean a single word of it. I was just scared because I could only see what had happened to me and I don’t ever want you to go through that ever. I was just terrified that I might lose you, and I freaked out and overreacted which only lead to me pushing you away. I’m so sorry, please forgive me. Please come home because it’s not home without you.” he had taken your hand in his and was squeezing it gently.

You felt tears pricking at your eyes before pulling him into an embrace. “I’m the one who should be sorry, I should’ve told you before.” you cried into his shoulder as he rubbed circles on your back.

Pulling away you wiped your eyes letting out a breathy laugh. “I’ve missed you so much” you took his hand again.

He smiled before hugging you tight, “I love you, and I can’t wait to be a superhero power couple with you”

“Really?” you chuckled, shifting to look at him.

“Really” he placed a sweet kiss on your lips before pulling away.

You grabbed the bag of food and pulled his hand, “Lets go home”

blazing arrows | pt. 2

❝The majority calls me Cupid, but, you can call me Jimin—I believe I owe you some debts for a mistake now long overdue.❞

⌲ genre: fluff, angst, future smut, & supernatural, au.

⌲ member: jimin feat. jungkookie

⌲ word count: 4101

⌲ warnings: future mature content & shit tons of swearing.

↠ description: Stuck in what seemed to be unrequited relationship with Jeon Jungkook who just so happens to be in committed relationship with someone else as well, your heart was fragmented beyond any repair. So what exactly happens when you enter your room at 3 in the morning to find the culprit of your hellish misery, counting his gold-tipped arrows on the foot of your bed—wings outstretched and all?

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“If you think you’re forgiven, then please,” you pointed the spoon at him, “think again.”

I already told you,” He whined, plopping down on the high kitchen chair with a pout, “I didn’t intend to hit you with that arrow. It was supposed to hit the ones beside you but the abundant amount of rain falling down that day made it very hard to see.” He rested his face on the heel of his open palms, cheeks rising in exchange, “And to make things even worse than they are, I didn’t expect Jeon Jungkook to drag you up the bus, because the next thing I know, boom, my arrow hit you.”

It had taken quite a while for you to actually warm up to the idea of him—of Cupid being real—that it had taken up three whole hours for your brain to actually process the idea of Jimin being legit that you hadn’t really noticed the sun faintly rising on your bedroom window if it weren’t for the fact that Jimin had stopped in the middle of what seemed to be his twenty-fourth repetition of his explanation as to why he had exactly showed up at three in the morning in your bedroom.

“Please don’t make me repeat myself anymore after this,” He sighed, melancholy taking over his features as he stared at the horizon through the window, “Yes, I am honestly Cupid. Yes, I committed a grave mistake when my arrow pierced through you when it really wasn’t supposed to hit you. Yes, it is my mistake—a truly honest mistake of mine—as to why you’re suffering from endless utter heartbreaks from Jeon Jungkook. Yes, I actually came down from my own comfortable haven to fix the mess I created out of my own stupidity because honestly, I just can’t stand back and watch you helplessly try to heal something that can’t be undone unless I help you. So, please, if you’d just give me the benefit of the doubt, let me fix you.”

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Accidents Happen Part 2 - Rewritten!!

Title: Accidents Happen Part 2

Pairing: Josh Dun x Reader

Word Count: 2,065

Warning: Douchy Josh, swearing, mention of anxiety and panic attacks

A/N: Hiii frens, I’ve been so unhappy with part two and some of part three, I’ve decided to somewhat rewrite them. This chapter is part two and three rewritten and put together, I personally am a lit happier with how it is now and part three will be up soon! 

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Eight days. Eight whole days since you told Josh you were pregnant and you haven’t heard a single thing from him. You’ve been waiting for Josh to call you back so you can figure out how this whole situation will work out. 

Does Josh want to be in the baby’s life? What if he doesn’t want to be? Will he help support you financially? Will he just tell you to get lost and never hear from him again? These were just a handful of the questions that kept you up at night.

You decide eight days is enough, you need your questions answered. 

To Josh: Hey, you said you’d call, but I still haven’t heard anything, I’d appreciate it if you called me - y/n 

A few hours later you finally got a reply, better late than never right?

From Josh: I’ve been busy. I do have a job. 

From Josh: How can I trust you, you’re just some random bar slut. 

The anger boils up from inside your body, how dare he, who does he think he is, some type of gift from god? It takes everything inside of you to stop yourself from calling him and screaming down the phone.

To Josh: Can we please just talk?

You wrote out the message and deleted it, you can’t help but let the anger take over. 

To Josh: Who the fuck do you think you are Josh?! News flash you’re nothing special, you’re just some guy in a band, what gives you the right to call me a slut? Maybe I don’t want you around OUR child

From Josh: There isn’t an ‘our’ child, you’re lying or delusional, would you just leave me alone, I’ve got a show tonight and I don’t want you ruining it

To Josh: I couldn’t care less about what you’re doing Josh, man up and accept the fact that we’re having a child

From Josh: Until I see stone cold proof, this ‘child’ is nothing but a pack of lies.

To Josh: I can come to you now and take a test if you insist on it

You waited over an hour for a reply. Josh sent you the address of the venue and said he’d meet you outside.

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All At Once - Part 2

Summery: Hospital fluff with the Captain.

Triggers: Hospitals

Word Count: 1200+

A/N: I’m away next weekend so I’ll try to get stuff out during the week.

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Steve was sitting next to you as you ate. Well, you just sat there smelling this vile, brown liquid they wanted to call a stew.

When the nurse came in to give you your meal you smiled politely. Then she left and you confessed to Steve that you had practically eaten nothing since you had been there.

‘Come on Y/N. It can’t be that bad’, he tried to convince you.

‘Well, then you try it’. You protested.

‘I didn’t get hit by a car and a stuck in hospital’ he defended. Crossing his arms as he did so.

‘Just try it before you make me eat it’, he looked at you with one eyebrow raised then moved forward.

He picked up your spoon, the one that hadn’t moved since it was set on your tray, and dipped it into the “stew”. He then put the spoon and liquid into his mouth. Immediately, he picked up the box of tissues, pulled some out and spat directly into it.

‘That’s-’ he interrupted himself by making noises you didn’t know he could. They all showed he hated the food (could you even call it that). He was so dramatic, the food was bad but not that bad. Ok, maybe it was that bad. ‘You want me to get some pizza for you?’

‘Supersoldier and pizza? Yes please!’ He giggled and got up. Sending you a quick bye before leaving.

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[scenario] [request] lean on me

27: “I’m pregnant.”
28: “Marry me?”

(omg this was so fun to write HAHA thank u for requesting!!) 

Title: lean on me

Member: hansol

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 908

“Wait, oh god, I think I’m actually going to piss myself.”

“Then, I don’t know, go to the bathroom? Hyung, at this rate, you’re going to forget your own name.” Hansol rolls his eyes at the smug Chan, who’s sprawled out on the waiting room couch.

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aggressive reminder that beginning a romantic relationship is to get to know a person to find out if you’d eventually be down with being with them for the rest of your life. if you don’t like commitment, you shouldn’t be in a relationship. if you don’t want to stay monogamous, you’d better communicate to the person you’re dating at the very beginning of your relationship. cheating and hurting the other person is NEVER excusable.

Love Bites (part 3)

Words: 1.7k

Summary: You and Cas finally discuss your past (and future?)

Warnings: Lots of drama, discussion/confession of cheating (nothing descriptive,) and some feels.

A/N: Sorry this is so short. I’m finally using my phrase for @casbabydontgoineedyou 1k celebration. “You can’t force someone to love you.” The plan is for one more chapter after this one. If you’d like to be added to my master tag list, send me an ask or DM.

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You followed Cas to his house, aptly located on the rich side of town. The entire ride you wondered why you were going; but always came to the conclusion that he, at the very least, deserved a chance to explain himself. He had been your best friend for the first half of your life, after all.

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