fore head

A loved one not lost but remembered. 

Signs as romance
  • (use sun, venus and mars sign)
  • Aries: Kissing against a wall, tight hugs, warm smiles, laughing together, running your fingers through their hair
  • Taurus: Good morning kisses, spooning, calling eachother beautiful, dinner dates, fore head kisses
  • Gemini: Morning sex, brushing your thumb against their skin while holding hands, carrying bridal style, talking in bed till 3am
  • Cancer: Soft hugs, recieving roses, loving sex, cuddling while having a movie marathon, French kisses, being held, tummy rubs
  • Leo: Back massages, hair pulling, spontaneous dates, sensual sex, face caressing, falling asleep in each other arms, long hugs
  • Virgo: Pleasing you, hands roaming eachothers bodies, stomach kisses, hugs from behind, shower sex, finding out what pleases one another
  • Libra: Comforting hugs, artful beautiful sex, drawing each other pictures as gifts, cuddling while listening to music, sweet words
  • Scorpio: Heart eyes, lip bites, protecting your partner, deep soul mate like connection, star gazing, intense sex, cute nose kisses
  • Sagittarius: Fun road trips, traveling the world together, caressing their ribs, counting the freckles on their partners face, inner thigh kisses
  • Capricorn: Inspiring eachother, tantric sex, neck kisses, needing eachother, the big spoon, back kisses, Gazing in each others eyes
  • Aqaurius: Being best friends and lovers, smiling while you kiss, being goofy with each other, playful kisses, straddling, being held down
  • Pisces: Love poems, playing drinking games together, little spoon, neck massages, wet kisses, goodbye hugs,
Eight years

A/N- Hey! So I’m finally finished all my exams, thank baby Jesus!! Anyway, I’ve been playing around with this for a while. And I’m excited to show this to you all. There will definitely be a part two for this. 

Hope y’all enjoy! 

Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~

Originally posted by cuteguk

You got up and did your daily routine, have a shower, eat breakfast and go to work. You loved your job. You worked really heard and it payed off, you were now the CEO’S right hand man in Kim’s industries. Seokjin your boss and close friend, was taking a step back. He was doing so in order to spend more time with his growing family. You were said cause he was a really good friend of yours, and the thought of working with someone who wasn’t him scared you. What if the new CEO didn’t like you? What if you didn’t like him? So many questions and it wasn’t even nine o’clock in the morning. 

You got in to the lift and pressed the number of the floor you worked on. There was a soft melody playing in the back ground, the doors began to close. Suddenly someone stuck there arm in between the closing doors, stopping them from closing and re-opening them. It was a man. He was a masterpiece, he looked like he just walked out of a Calvin Klein ad. He was wearing a black tailored suit, which was obvious because it fit him like a glove.His hair was jet black, swept to the side to show off his fore head. He reminded you of someone, you just couldn’t pin point it. He stopped and stared at you for a moment. You moved a side to let him in. He walked past you and leaned up against the railing. You could fell him staring at you. You felt hot under his gaze. You felt arms snake around your waist. His arms. The beautiful man holding close against his hard chest. You could stay like that forever, but who was he and why did he want to cuddle in the lift?

“E-excuse me, Sir. But I think this is really inappropriate, could you please let me go.” You were a little shaky, you didn’t know who he was. But you could stay in his arms like that forever. Was he going to offer you sex? Like you’d consider it, he was really good looking and you’d say he’d be like a god between the sheets. Y’know what sayin. He chuckled, it was like music in your ears. 

“Really, Y/N/N (Your nick name)? You don’t remember me? He rested his chin on your shoulder, he was pouting. You’d know that pout anywhere. 

“Jeon Jungkook, you’ve turned into such a man.” You turn around his arms, wrapping yours around his neck and giving him a tight squeeze. 

“Handsome, I know right?” He smirked down at you. 

“I think fucking hot. OH MY GOD! Did I just say that out loud.” You try to pull back from him, to embarrassed. But he just pulled you tighter against him, his hands trailing lower down your back. He lowered his face down to your ear, his breath tickling your neck. 

“I think your fucking hot, too.” He whispered in your ear. 

*Flash back* - 

You met Jungkook when you were eight. You became friends pretty fast, never staying a part for too long. It was when Jungkook got his girlfriend that you realised you had feelings for him. As the years went by you understood that Jungkook would never look at you in that way. But why did he have to be so big on skin ship. He may look all innocent and shy, but no, not at all. He was a clingy motherfucker. He was big into cuddling, holding hands, a lot of times his hands would slip onto your ass and he would feel it up. Not that you minded, but you never really thought anything of it, because he was also always touching Jimins ass too. But it’s glories so who wouldn’t. 

The last time you saw Jungkook was at the end of year party, at graduation. He told you he was going to get both of you drinks and to stay right there. When it was hour later and he still wasn’t back, you went to look for him. He was basically fucking the girl that you hated most in the world, she called you nasty names and told you that you would never be good enough for the likes of jungkook. What a bitch. She was the definition of bitch. But your 17 year old little heart broke at the sight, and you ran away. The next day Jungkook texted you, but you didn’t reply. He called, you didn’t answer. He saw you walking down the street home, but you walked faster and pretended not to hear him. Jungkook was a great friend, but you could no longer hold it in. You had to let him go, even if that meant your friendship was ruined. It had to stop. 

*End of flash back*-  

“So how have you been?” He asked. You were relived he wasn’t bringing up the past. 

“I’m good, you?” He smirked, leaning down to your ear again. Does he know what hes doing to you right now? 

“I’m great, now that I’ve seen you.” He whispers. Your breathing hitched in your throat. He smirked…. little cunt. The lift opens, you pull apart from him. 

“It was good seeing you, Kook!” The old nickname rolling off your tongue with ease. He smiled bright, you missed it. 

“Oh, I think you’ll be seeing a lot more of me.” He leans back against the railing, smirking. The doors slowly close. 

You get to your office and sit back in your chair with a sigh of relief. Why did he have to be so good looking. Your heart was pounding and that was eight years ago that you were in love with him. You can’t still have those feelings, right? Right. 

A knock came to your door, and in pops Seokjins old assistant. 

“Miss Y/N, the new CEO is here. There will be a meeting in five minutes up stairs, in the conference room.” She informs you. 

“Okay, thank you.” You sigh taking off your coat and making your way to the board room. You take your seat next to your friend Namjoon. You chat to him till the meeting starts. You were anxious to see whom the new CEO will be. The man you’ll be spending a lot of time with. 

“All right everyone, settle down.” The room comes to silence, the door opens. Your looking at your schedule for today. Someone clears there throat. You look up. 

“Good morning, I’m Jeon Jungkook, the new CEO of Kim industries.” Your gobsmacked. No fucking way. This can’t be happening! He can’t be the new CEO. The meeting starts and everyone is in awe with Jungkook. Where as you are counting down the seconds till you can leave. And you thought work was a great place to be…. 

When the meeting finally ends, you  practically run back to your office. You want to try. You lay your head on your desk. You heard a faint knock at your door. “Come in.” You shout, not lifting your head from the table.

“Wow, your office has a great view!” You shut your eyes tight hearing his voice. He was no where for eight years, when you longed for him. And now he’s everywhere. You straighten yourself up. 

“Is there something I can help you with, Mr Jeon?” His smile fades at your words. 

“Y/N, you don’t have be so formal with me. We used to be so close.” He smiles taking a seat in front of you. 

“That’s true, but I’d rather if we kept this a professional relationship.” You give him a light smile. 

“And we will. But before that, I want you to answer a few questions for me.” Your heart starts to pound. Why is this happening to you? Why did the world hate you? 

“Okay.. go ahead.” You play with your fingers, a nervous habit. Jungkook smirks at it. 

“Why did you stop talking to me eight years ago?” You sigh. 

“Do you want the truth or the easy white lie?” 

“The truth would be preferred.” You take a deep breath. 

“Okay, well.. I was in love with you.” You laugh. “I am, I saw you making out with that fucking cunt that I hated, and it broke my heart. I didn’t want to put myself through pretending that I was okay with it, when I obviously wasn’t. So when you called and text I ignored them, and eventually you stopped. I never wanted you to know, so I stopped talking to you.” You sigh, it was nice getting that out after all those years. 

“Did the boys know?” You finally meet his gaze. 

“Just Yoongi and Jimin.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me? Things could of been different.” He states. 

“I told you I didn’t want you to know. I was afraid it would ruin our friendship, with my one sided love.” You giggle. “It did anyway.” You laugh again, not really knowing why. 

“Y/N, things would have been, could be different, because I-” Jungkook sentence gets cut short as your assistant comes in. 

“Miss Y/N, Mr Lee is here.” You sigh. 

“Already?” You get up smoothing out your skirt. “I’m sorry, Mr Jeon. But I have work to do.” You grab Mr Lee’s file and leave Jungkook in your office. 

“I love you, too.” Jungkook sighs. 

A/N- So message me if you want a part two. I’m quite happy with this. Hope you all enjoyed. Thank you from reading and for reaching 200 followers!! I love you all, thank you xx 

-Admin Abe x 

Ride Or Die (Bobby x Reader)

Requested by anon. This is based by the bomb song gangsta by kehlani so you can listen to it while reading or you can’t. Enjoy!

Originally posted by ikonis

You were always attracted by the dark side, even though you grew up in a good home with loving parents, there was just a calling in you that you wanted to feel that type of adrenaline.

You got your way around the “dark side” kind of quickly, turns out they accept new members very easily. Even though at first you had no clue of how things worked, you found him. His name was Jiwon but everyone called him Bobby, a gangster that caught your eye as soon as he walked in.He taught you everything. How to fight, how to hold a gun, how to fire a gun, he was your teacher and your lover.

He could see that spark in you, you were made for this type of life, he called you his rose.

“Beautiful but spiky”

He explained one time when you asked him. You’ve had relationships in the past and they were great, this was different. It was a feeling you could never explain, he got you to places that no one knows, you were hooked on him and those type of feelings. A love of a gangsta was the most wonderfull thing you ever got to experience.Soon you became one of them. You were by his side, his second in command, ride or die. Some of them complained and a lot of them lost some type of limb, but hey it’s all in the game right?


“What happened?”

He asked as he walked in on your room. You were currently getting undressed, deep down you knew that he was mad as soon as you heard his footsteps but you prayed he just wanted to see you.

“I missed them, shit happens”

One of the reasons that Jiwon trusted you was that you always got the job done, it came to him as a brick in the face when they told him what went wrong. He came in hoping that you would prove all of them wrong, but you just admitted it

”(y/n) this was an important job, how did you let this happen?“

"I’m a fucking human being Bobby, did you forget that?”

You were already beating yourself for your wrong moves, having your man on your back about it was even worse. He understood your mood as soon as you called him Bobby, you always called him Jiwon, you were the only one allowed to call him that.

He slowly approached you as you put on a pair of new pants. He hugged you from the back and kissed your naked shoulder, very close to your bra strap. His cologne and a sense of smoke took over your nose and made your whole body relax a little bit.

“It’s okay, we all make mistakes”


Things have gotten out of control again. You told Bobby he shouldn’t have trusted Chul for this, he got distracted and now everyone was fighting for their life. Basically, you got jumped because Chul chased a pretty lady instead of having your back.


You heard Mino. You swiftly turned around and saw Jiwon struggling to get out of someone’s grip. As you got closer you saw it was Hyuk, the leader of the gang that jumped you. That’s when you didn’t hesitate to pull the gun that you always had with you and pull the trigger on his arm.

Jiwon stood up as his enemy fell down in pain. You didn’t shoot him straight in the head because you knew that’s something that Jiwon always wanted to do. You stood next to your man proudly, quickly checking for any bloody injuries on him.

“See ya in hell”

Jiwon said and pulled the trigger straight in Hyuk’s fore head. You heard running and both of you turned to see Chul, his face was covered with fear and dirt. You didn’t even let him talk before you shot him in the chest.

“Clean this up, don’t leave any evidence of us being here”

Jiwon instructed the other memberes before he grabbed your hand and walked away from the bloody scene. You hoped in the car and dissapeared on the streets of Seoul, in his shinny black foreign car.

“Thank you”

“Don’t. I wasn’t going to let you die, ride or die remember?”

He smiled fondly at your response. He sometimes wondered why you stayed, you could have easily walked away and have a nice normar life, you had changed over the years. Yes you were curious about this world, but you went all in for him and everyone knew it, every change from a curious girl to a killing machine was for him and him only.


You couldn’t sleep. They were many nights that you stayed up, but he was always next to you, now he wasn’t and it made you worry a bit. You laid together, so that means he left after you went to sleep. You decided to get up and out of the room, just to check on his office.

“There you are”

You said. He wasn’t sitting on his desk, he was standing in front of the big window, just staring at the dark city with the pretty lights.
You walked to him and planted a sweet kiss on his bare spine, he had a thing for not wearing a shirt when he is sleeping and you sure did not mind.

“I love you”

“Jiwon, what’s wrong?”

“Why didn’t you leave? That night when you did your first killed someone, I saw the fear in your eyes, I know you cried that night. You stay up cause you think about your victims. Why do you still stay?”

His question made you smile. You caught yourself thinking like that at nights, mainly because of your parents. You missed tham but being around them would mean singing their death.

“Cause walking away from this would mean walking away from you. I love you Jiwon, you are not a good person and you belong here, I had to work for a place here cause I don’t, but I know damn well I belong with you. Ride or die”

He had turned to face you. He admired how you looked so innocent with just the night light delicately laying on your skin. He reached and felt the smooth sensation of your skin against his fingertips, you took his palm and placed it on your cheek as you leaned on his touch with a faint smile.

“So you would die for me?”

“I live for you Jiwon. Dying for you is much more easier”

Love or gratitude ? BTS Jimin (M) chap 04

“pairing: JIMIN X  reader y/N

                 ft Yoongi

Genre: angst/smut/ best friend

M= mature contents

summary: what will you do when all of sudden you find your self getting married to someone used to be your best friend’s lover just because he turned to be a father !!!


chap 01

chap 02 

chap 03

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

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chap 4 she’s always here !

“i’m sorry sweetheart “ Mrs Park rubbed her son hair , i tried my best to convince your dad but he didn’t want you to marry her , i can’t express to you how sorry we are for you to lose your girlfriend baby boy “

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Demon! Michael

Words: 2.4k

Warning: Smut

Summary: You manage to die in a car crash and instead of going to the grim reaper you’re sent straight to hell to one of the devils finest Demons, Michael. Who in order to be given a chance to go to heaven you have to impress. 


“Fuck” I cursed looking at the car crash in front of me. The big red lorry had plummeted into the side of my little blue car and somehow I had made it out, or so I thought. I stumbled over to the wreck and inspected the vehicle, surprisingly I felt fine. But my car was completely ruined, the paint work scratched across the side of the lorry. The bumper completely hanging off and the front window smashed. I heard the screech of sirens ring through my ear as I turned around. ‘Oh good’ I thought walking over to the ambulance, which had rummaged against the side of the road. They went round the back of the ambulance and started putting equipment together.

“Thank god you’re here, this asshole drove into the front of my car” I slightly shouted, waving my hands up and facing them. They were talking to each other really fast, telling each other to grab different equipment and loading up the big green bag. “Hello” I said sarcastically, waving my hand in front of there faces. They kept ignoring me and ran over to my car with the stretcher, the wheels making a horrible squeaking sound. I sighed dramatically following them over to my car. They seemed to drag out a body from my car, removing it tactically. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, I don’t remember anyone else in my car? I went over to the stretcher and looked on it. Holy shit.

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Fic Request: 
“Ey ey ey, can ya do a Fic where Ethan has difficulty trying to sleep and the reader tries to soothe him to sleep?” 

Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by jiminy-krispies

You glanced at the clock on the living room wall. It was late, very late, and if you don’t go to bed soon, this’ll be the third night in a row you haven’t properly slept. 
But despite that fact, you settled back onto the couch and presumed reading. 
The house was dark and quiet. The only sound in the room was the faint ticking of the clock and the slight scraping noise the page made when you turned it. 
So you didn’t have a valid excuse to be startled by Ethan’s form entering the living room. 
You should have at least heard him coming down the hallway. But he seemed as stealthy as he looked tired. 
“You’re still up?” He asked, stifling a yawn. 
You nodded, “Why are you still awake? You went to bed hours ago.” 
“To be honest with you, I haven’t slept.” He told you, collapsing on the couch by your feet. Despite the exhaustion lining his eyes, Ethan looked very much awake. 
“I saw the light on when I went to the bathroom,” He continued. “I thought you would have gone to bed already.” 
“Can’t sleep either,” You admitted. 
You half shrugged, “Insomnia is a bitch.” 
He chuckled quietly.
Silence settled between the two of you. Then he moved, crawling so he lay alongside your body, resting his head on your stomach. 
You didn’t object, but the sudden closeness made your cheeks blush a little. 

He relaxed against you, closing his eyes, listening to the gentle intakes of your breathing. 
After a few minutes, he was still restless. His tense shoulders refused to release and he kept moving his legs. 
So, you began to sing. Softly humming a tune that filled the empty space of the room. 
Ethan had never heard you sing before. You had always refused, even when he offered to sing with you. 
In your mind, your voice was nothing special. But to him, it was soothing. Such a lovely sound that eased his racing mind and released the tension in his shoulders.
You continued reading, your voice absently rising and falling. After a while you heard another sound mix with your voice, and you looked down at Ethan. 
He was snoring. Very quietly breathing in his slumber. 
You grinned and brushed his blue hair from his fore head. Your fingers running through the soft strands. 
In his sleep, Ethan wrapped his arms around your body. Pulling himself closer to you and mumbling unintelligibly.
Sighing, you returned to reading your book. 

Mark walked out into the living room the next morning to find both of you on the couch. You had fallen asleep with the book lying on your chest, while Ethan was in the same position with his head on your stomach. 
Very quietly, Mark raised his phone and snapped a picture.
Twitter would go wild over this.

Anonymous asked:

Can you please do the yandere 2p axis (with 2p Prussia, I can’t remember if you do him or not sorry) finding out their crush just had their wisdom teeth out and they are just laying around at home all drugged up

Originally posted by hairsandfashion

2p Italy:

“What am I going to do with you bella?~”

He will try not to flip stuff or punch a wall because the things his (s/o) will say , he will just be confused everytime (s/o) will be saying like their fingers dissapeared or that they can fly.He will just try not to get themselves hurt , he will find it quite cute tho but he will just be confused evrytime they will tell him that they even panic as they told him that they were his dad or that they kidnap them even if they been together for a while.He would just kiss their forehead as he just kept an eye on them.

Originally posted by lord-bat-jesus

2p Germany:

“I just can’t keep my eyes of you ~”

He couldn’t handle it , he would just be laughing as he sees (s/o) saying funny stuff , he will record it so after they get out of the drug they are in he will show it to them.He will find it cute evrerytime because they will even be booping his nose as they tell him he has a nice face as they giggle.Man,he just couldn’t handle it , he will be kissing their cheeks even if they ask him why he did that.He will just make them lay on the bed as he just sat next to them as brushed their head of their face, man he just love them to bits.

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

2p Japan:

“You can be such a cutie~”

He couldn’t help it when (s/o) did cute things even if they didn’t mean it , like they would tell him to carry them becayse ‘their feet disspeared’ , even if they said ‘oh look their back ……oh wait no their not.’They would compliment him like ,’you’re very strong,I wish I had a boyfriend who is strong like you.’Even if he is their boyfriend , he just couldn’t help but smile as he just found it cute , he will peck their cheek as he kiss their fore head and lay with them in the sofa as the drug affect will go away.

Originally posted by coporolight

2p Prussia:

“Don’t worry I got you~”

He will be all smiling as he helps them here and there and explain them where their fingers went or why the room goes black even if that was because they were blinking .He didn’t mind , he found it funny but he will just try to make them stay in the sofa as he will tell them over and over that he is their boyfriend even if they thought he was their grandpa but he will just laugh it of.He would hug them as he just rock them back and forth , trying to make them a bit sleepy and they did fall asleep in the end.

I still care~Suga

Pairing: Suga x You
Gerne: idek mby angst a bit with fluff
Warnings: probably just cursing

× × × × ×

You walked inside your house. It was dark inside which meant Suga didn’t come back to work yet.

“Suga?” You still called, even though you knew you will recieve no answer

For past month or more, Suga and whole BTS had much more work to do. The tour is coming up, so it must be why. Still, you longed for Suga’s warmith next to you. He was your boyfriend after all and you loved him, so it was not unusual thing that you miss him dearly.

Just as you turned on the sink, wanting to just fill your glass with some water, the glass slipped from your hand and fell onto floor, shattering in tons of pieces

“Ugh! Why!” You groaned, lazily picking up the pieces

Just as your hand was full of smal pieces of glasses, you hit yourself on the wall. It made you grip your hands more, small pieces of glass now sticking in your hand

“Why is it always me?” You cried, looking at small traces of blood on your hand

As if that all wasn’t enough, the boss on your work changed three months ago. That new boss was strickt as hell. It seemed as he hated you the most from all employees. He gave you extra work, was making you run from one office to another, gave you more of paperwork and made you work overtime.

As it all wasn’t enough, today he was hitting on you. When you said you’re in happy relationship and have no wish to be anything more to him that a woman who works for him, he said he will pay you less from now on.

It made you extremely frustrated and angry, but you didn’t want to worry Suga. He was already working a lot.

You layed on your shared bed, curling up in small ball so you could keep yourself warm. Before you knew it, you were already deep into sleep.

× × × ×

Suga came home around 3 am. He noticed that the lights were on, so he wondered if you were awake at that time. When he entered the house, he sighed in relief that you weren’t waiting for him.

It’s not that he doesn’t want you to wait, he just wants you to sleep well and get some deserved rest since he knows you also work a lot.

You woke up when you heard a door closing. You smiled, knowing it’s Suga, so you got up and tip toed from the bedroom.

“Suga” You said, hugging him

You inhailed his scent, which you haven’t smelled for weeks, if you don’t count his clothes.

“Hi” He replied, clearly not in the mood to talk

“How was work?” You asked, taking his jacket from him and placing it on the right place

“Please don’t talk about work. I need to take my mind off it” he replied

“Oh, okay. Well you wanna eat? I can make you something if you want”

“No. I just want to sleep, so shut up” He said, walking past you and into the yours bedroom

You followed him, deciding to just go back to sleep and not annoy him anymore. But just as you were about to walk inside the bedroom, Suga closed the doors.

You decided to ignore his additute and headed to the couch, not feeling like sleeping next to him. You layed on the couch, wrapping yourself in warm blanket, going to sleep with small tears falling from your eyes.

× × × × ×

Suga grumpily walked to the kitchen, deciding to just eat cereal. Today he had a day off, so he wanted to rest as much as possible.

He took the cereal and headed to the couch, so he can watch TV. But on the couch, he noticed you wrapped in the blanket, still in deep sleep.

He stared at your face, feeling sad that he isn’t able to spend much time with the person he loves. He also felt guilty, since he acted like an asshole last night.

“O-oh, you’re still here?” You asked, waking up

“Um, yeah..i have a day off” Suga replied

Somehow he felt wierd right there. There was some tension in the air, and you seemed like you didn’t have any rest at all.

“H-how was your sleep?” Suga asked, breaking the awkward silence

“It was nice…” You replied, getting up from the couch  and walking in the kitchen to make yourself some breakfast

You placed an egg on a pan, and just when you took it by its handle, you hissed in pain. You remembered having those cuts on your palm, but never put some bangade on them.

“What’s wrong?” Suga asked coming inside the kitchen too

“Um, n-nothing! Don’t worry” You replied

“Y/N…what’s wrong” And there it goes. You were never able to lie to Suga, not even for some small thing like this

“Ugh, i just cut my palm last night and i hurted myself again now” You explained

“Why didn’t you put any bandage on? This can be infected!” Suga said worriedly

“Well i forgot…and i don’t know where the bandages are” You replied with small smile

“Idiot. You could’ve told me, i would have gotten it for you” Suga said

“When to tell you? You were angry as hell last night and i didn’t want to tire you more” You replied

Suddenly, your phone beeped, its screen turning on. You glanced at its screen, mumbling small ‘fuck’ as you read the name of the contact

“What’s up?” Suga asked

“It’s my boss…fuck i forgot to go to work!” You replied, irritated

“What does he mean by ‘when you didn’t accept what i wanted, you have to feel consenquences’?” Suga asked, taking your phone

He was getting frustrated. He didn’t know his girlfriend got hurt, not that she had some boss which seemed quite strict

“I-ugh, this is awkward….He tried to kiss me and hit on me” You explained silently, hoping that Suga won’t over react

“What?! He what?? Does he not know that you have a fucking boyfriend?!” Suga yelled beyond pissed

“I told him that! He was so mad and decided to pay me less…now i’m late for work and he might even fire me” You said, massaging your fore head slightly

“But why didn’t you tell me that?! It’s some serious stuff! How long has it been like that?”

“For few months i think”

“The fuck? Why don’t i know about that either?? Aren’t i supposed to know what’s going on in my girlfriend’s life?!” Suga raised his voice

“I-i’m sorry-”

“If you were sorry, you wouldn’t act like that Y/N! For MONTHS!”

“You had work! I didn’t want to annoy you”

“Oh, is that a real reason?” Suga asked laughing sarcastically

“it is…why?”

“So you didn’t tell me, but you told Chanyeol instead?” Suga asked his voice raised, turning around your phone and showing you a new text from Chanyeol

-How’s everything with boss?? I hope you’re surviving that hell…i can’t believe he was hitting on you though! You should report him or something, i don’t want to see you harrassed by some old dude!! ~Chanyeol

“He doesn’t want to see you harrassed…Hm, i wonder…what if he likes you?! What if he has feelings for you?!”

“He doesn’t, he sees me like his sister”

“Yeah sure” Suga laughed humorlessly

“Yes, it’s true Suga. Can we stop this discussion? Just, please believe me…” You pleaded, not wanting to argue

He looked at you before turning away and walking inside your room, slamming the door in process. You sighed at his additute. You tried to explain, but no! He had to make conclusions and then get angry and very frustrated…

“I hope he calms down soon” you mumbled, turning on the TV

You would go there and try to make him think straight. But he seemed really angry so you didn’t want to make anything worse than it already is, so you kept quiet.

“Hello?” You answered the phone

*“Get your ass on work right now! I’ll take 80% of your monthly pay if you’re not here in 10”* Your boss yelled

“No. I won’t come. Not today, not tomorrow, not any day which comes. I quit” You said sternly

*excuse me? Fine then but don’t show your ass the next day and beg me to give you back your spot*

“Don’t worry. I won’t” You said irritated, ending the conversation.

You let out a frustrated growl, as you fall down on your knees. Everything was too much to handle. The work which made you have any sleep or free time for months, the boss that was hitting on you, the boyfriend which you were barerly seeing, his anger towards you and above all, you are now officially unemployed.

All that took a lot energy away, the sadness, the tiredness and frustration. It all came down onto you, pushing you till you don’t break. And now you did. Tears brimmed in your eyes, and soom were falling like a small waterfall down your cheeks, quiet sobs echoing the empty room.

Suga was laying on the bed, writtung down some lyrics in his notes. The earphones plugged in, the music was on. Still, he felt like something was off. Although he tried not to think about that, it couldn’t stop bothering him.

He thought he was only feeling like that because of the way he acted towards you. He knew he was wrong, but he was so tired. It wasn’t any good reason for acting the way he acted, and he knew that. He was worried that maybe this time he went to far, so he decided to just take a small glance at you.

He silently walked in the living room, expecting to see you on your phone, or watching TV or even sleeping. But he froze as he saw you crying your heart out on the floor. It hit him even worse when he realised….it was because of him

“What have i done..” Suga mumbled, sadness building up inside of him.

He wasn’t sure what to do and how to heaf towards you. Maybe you didn’t need him right then? Maybe he shoud give you space?

All kind of thoughts wandered inside of his mind, not allowing him to do anything. He silently turned around, thinking that he should leave you alone…He thinks he caused all that, so that he isn’t the right person to make you feel better.

“S-suga?” You called out, your voice still breaking from the sobbing

“Y/N…i-i caused you to cry, didn’t i? It’s because of me that you feel unhappy and sad, right?” Suga asked silently, but in he didn’t really want to know the answer on those questions.

“What? No no it’s not you it’s just-”

“Please be honest with me” Suga cut you off, looking sadly at you

The way your eyes turned red and puffy, the way your cheeks are wet with your tears, the way sad expression was on your face. The way you seemed so fragile in front of him. It was breaking him from inside

“I am” You said, trying to make him understand your words

“I know i didn’t spend much time with you for past few months, nor i was in some good mood when i come back home. But please, please, don’t break the relationship between us! Y/N i know i messed up, i know you may be even questioning my feelings towards you, but please listen-” Suga said, slowly walking towards you. He walked until he reached the distance of one meter between you, then he stopped.

“Suga, please don’t feel like that” You said, not wanting for him to feel like he did something bad.

“I love you, i love you so much. I know i don’t show it too often, but never forget that. You mean a world to me. You changed me, and i freaking love you so much. I know it’s awful when i’m on tour and you’re unable to come. I hate being long away from you too, sadly i can’t do anything about that. But if you really feel like there is something missing, i will accept whatever you decide” Suga said, the motionless expression falling down, exposing him to you completely

Tears dwelled in your eyes. It means so much to you, every word he said.

“But you’re wrong” You spoke, making him look at you in eyes

“I never wanted to end things between us”


“Yes. Really. I was frustrated over work only, it had nothing to do with you. Of course, i don’t love it when we’re seperated for long, but it’s your job as an idol and i, as your girlfriend, learn to accept that. I love you too Suga, more than you can imagine” You said

You hugged him tightly, wrapping your arms around his torso, looking like a coala. He immediately hugged you back with same tightness.

You two needed no more words, everything was explained now. The hug was more than just it, more like a symbol of you two missing each other’s touch and warmith.

“So what was up with work?” Suga asked still not breaking the hug

“Oh i quited it. No worries now” You

replied, suggling your head in his chest

“Good. Now i have you for me and me only” Suga said, smiling widely

anonymous asked:

Since i wanna cry myself to sleep for a few nights, tell me your saddest headcannon :)

My saddest headcanon? Well, for me it was one of the first one’s i posted. It was about how Bendy was once a human child who committed suicide, after his successful, high society, wealthy parents abused him for being ‘strange and fae’ (he had autism, but such a thing was unknown at the time). Because his death was not natural, he went to hell and became a demon and swore to protect all children, abused, and oppressed (note, most demons stay the age they died and only transform into a demon. If they are a soul brought to hell by another demon, and not by judgement, they turn into a baby and must be raised again, as they have lost their human memories).

I like yo imagine that later on, he would be called upon by two parents whose child is also autistic, named Benjamin. They feel that he is ‘imperfect’, 'strange and fae’, and that fate has robbed them of their 'perfect child’. All of this gets him very, and i mean VERY angry (livid). So, he decides to punish them in a very cruel way. They ask for him to 'fix’ their son, and he makes a contract stating that he will give them their 'perfect’ child, in exchange for Benjamins soul. This shocks Boris and disgusts Alice, as both thought he would never bring any demonic harm towards a child. The parents agree to the conditions, and he leaves, telling Alice and Boris that they will understand soon enough.

Later he gets summoned by those parents once more, claiming the deal is of, since he has not kept his end of the bargain. He lashes out at them, telling them he did. He very angrily states “that that child before you IS your perfect child! With all his faults ad quirks! It is YOU, as his parents, have failed to love your son unconditionally! I did not change whom he was, because he already IS perfect! Just the way he is!”.

The parents now call upon Alice to come help break this contract they have with Bendy, and so that their son may keep his soul. As Alice wonders whether she should help Bendy or the parents, Bendy states that when he receives the child’s soul, he will love and protect him more than they ever could. At this point, Alice states that she is unable to do anything about this contract, as it is legal binding, and already signed. As they leave, Bendy tells the parents that they should love their boy whilst they can, and maybe it will clear them of their sins.

Boris is glad to see Bendy did not intend to harm a child, and Alice apologizes for not trusting him, and for also being rude to him. Bendy just gives out his signature smile and hugs both his friends, telling them not to worry. As they walk home to their shared apartment, Bendy accidentally states that Benjamin will die in five years in a car accident (he knows everything about him now that he owns his soul).

This next part is kind of the same as another headcanon i got from an anon, so imma steal it -3-

And so, fives years and one car accident later, Benjamin dies, and is given to Bendy as a baby soul. He has probably never been happier in his life. And so, Bendy goes on his many adventures and wacky antics, (such as making contracts, reaping damned souls, and taking should to the judgment train). I also like to think he would sing “Rockabye” by Clean Bandit to him as a nap time song.

But same as anons HC, it doesn’t last. He receives a visit from a demon friend, congratulating him, and also telling him that Benjamin will be sent to a 'baby training camp’ soon. Bendy freaks out, as he did not know about this, and begins to worry for his new son.

In the end, unable to find a way out of it, he gives the boy to Alice, so that she may take him to heaven, and spare him. He gives him one more kiss on the fore head, and says goodbye. Forever.

Later, he walks into Benjamins old room, and walks past the scattered toys with no owner, and sits by the now empty crib. He sing one more line from “Rockabye”, only slower, sadder, and with a teary cracked voice.

“… she tells h-him “ooh, love, no-nobodies gonna hurt y-y-you, love.”

Taste the Rain (Philip Hamilton x Reader)


Request: “Can you do #310 with Philip Hamilton? Like he’s already courting the reader. Then if possible like they’re soaking wet from the rain and Alexander and Eliza see (whether out and about or back at their home) and they’re all parental cause they could get sick but also find it cute lol”

310: “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

Words: 1,678

You were walking home escorted by your beloved, Philip Hamilton. You were laughing quite loudly as he was a bit of a character. At the end of another one of his outrageous stories, you felt something could hit your face. You look up towards the darkening sky. 

“Y/N?” Philip asked. You continued staring up at the sky as you felt to more drops hit your face.

“Is it supposed to rain this evening?” You asked finally looked back at Philip’s freckled face. He opened his mouth so respond, but his eyes widened instead as a loud clap of thunder pierced the air.

“Come on!” He yelled grabbing your hand and running through the streets until you found a small awning that you both huddled under. The rain was picking up and by the time you reached some shelter both of your hair was yet, but you weren’t quite soaked. “Are you alright?” You could feel his warm breath against your face. 

“Stop worrying. I’m fine.” You waved a hand at him nonchalantly. “Although…” He followed your eyes to the empty street in front of you. “I’d be a lot better if we were running around out there.” You pointed. 

Philip stared at you in disbelief. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” You nodded eagerly. He smiled down at you. “You could get struck by lightning, you know?” He stepped closer to you, convinced you’d back down.

“Oh Philip, you have me confused with Benjamin Franklin.” You said with a smile.

“You are mad, Y/N L/N. Absolutely mad.” He started taking of the first two layers of his suit, leaving him in nothing but a loose white shirt. You asked him to loosen your corset a little which he happily obliged to. You turned around, and he swept you damp hair aside. You breath hitched slightly as his hands brushed against you back repeatedly. He placed his hands on your shoulders and placed a gentle where your left shoulder met your neck. You turned back around and took in the view. You smirked up at him.

“That’s quite a lot of skin Philip. I’d be careful if I were you.” You said. 

“Careful of what? Y/N!” He was shouting after you but were already running away from him. You could barely hear over the roar of the rain. You threw your arms out an opened your mouth trying to taste the rain. You were completely drenched within a few seconds and soon Philip had caught up with you. 

“You can really run, you know that?” he said breathing heavily. 

“You don’t even know, Philip.” You put your hands out and started to back away from him. “Think you can catch me?” 

“I know I can catch you.” Philip crossed his arms. 

“Prove it.” You said before turning the other direction, abandoning your shoes somewhere along the way. Your feet were sinking into the soft ground. You laughed feeling just like a little girl again. You turned around a few times to see Philip still chasing you with a grin. He almost caught you several times, but you changed direction and he couldn’t manage to get you. At one instant you moved to side and heard a thump as Philip fell into the muddy street. You quickly walked over to him. 

“Philip! I’m so sorry, are you okay?” You bit your lip in worry. He sat up and rubbed his knees looking up at you. You offered a hand to help him up. He took it gladly, but before you knew it. You were on the ground too, pinned underneath him. 

“Caught you.” he smirked inches from your face. His hair was even curlier in the rain and it fell down around both your faces. You rolled your eyes at him. Philip stared down at you. He supported himself with one hand and pushed some of your wet hair off of you face with the other. He leaned in and you could taste his lips before they actually touched yours. They didn’t though, because you had pushed a handful of dirt onto the side of his face. In his shock you managed to slip away from him and run away. This time he was more determined. He sludged mud down your already dirty back and as you froze from the cold, he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you against his chest. 

“Your not giving me the sleep that easily, Y/N” you turned around and faced him. 

“Truce?” You held your hand out to him. The rain was still pouring steadily on the both you. Philip looked down at your hand and then met your eyes again. For the second time that night he ignored your hand and pulled you instead; this time not to the ground but into himself. He grabbed you face with both of his hands and kissed you. You were stunned for a moment but quickly pressed back. You appreciated how thin the rain had made the fabric of his shirt as you ran your hands up chest to his neck. He tangled a hand in you hair as you opened your mouth slightly to allow him entry. You loved a lot of things about Philip, but the way his kissed remained high on your long list. His other hand left your face and traveled down to the small of your back where he pulled you closer to him. You were both desperate to be closer to each other even though there was hardly an inch of you that wasn’t already touching. He felt so warm and you were so cold. Really cold actually, your body gave an involuntary shiver. Philip pulled back slightly. He gave you a few last kisses and then smiled at you. You smiled back trying to regain your breath 

“We should get you home.” he whispered. He caressed a knuckle against your cheek and kissed your fore head. Lacing his hand into yours, he walked you over to where he had left his clothes. They had stayed fairly dry. He shook out his coat and placed around your shoulders. The coat nearly touched the ground when you wore. He smiled. “I like that look on you.” 

The pair of you started the journey back to your house. Halfway through Philip noticed that you were barefoot and insisted on carrying you the rest of the way. 

You’ve arrived at your house still in Philip’s arms when you heard voices inside. 

“Philip?” A familiar voice asked. 

“Shit, my parents!” Philip put you down just as Eliza Hamilton opened the front door accompanied by her husband and your own parents.

“Look at you two! What happened?” Your mother said. You only just realized how bad this looked. You were arriving at dark, with a man, who was just as covered in mud as you were. You were wearing his coat and his shirt barely counted for clothing anymore as it was sheer and clung to his skin. You weren’t wearing any shoes and you both were soaked to the bone. And to top it all off, your lipstick was very clearly on his face. The both of you hung your heads. 

“Get in here oh my goodness!” Eliza clamored, pulling you both in. 

“Would you like to explain what happened to the two of you?” Mr. Hamilton said as Eliza went to get blankets and your own mother put the kettle on. 

“Well..” Philip started. 

“It’s my fault.” You interjected. “We got caught in the rain on the way over here and well…we thought…I wanted to…”

“We were just having fun dad.” Philip caught in looking up at his father bravely. 

“He is just like you.” you heard Eliza whisper to Alexander before moving to wrap a blanket around you. Mr. Hamilton smirked and you had to try hard not to laugh. You had noticed the similarities too. 

“Thanks, Mrs. Hamilton.” you said. 

“Dear, how many times have I told you to call me Eliza?” she said, patting the underside of your chin.

“What are you guys doing here anyway?” Philip asked after thanking your mom for the cup of tea she just handed him. 

“Well, your father and I were out for a walk when it started to rain. We were close to the L/N’s house so we figured we would wait here for you two to come back.” Eliza explained. “Evidently it was a good thing we did.” She raised and eyebrow at both of you. You looked away embarrassed, but Philip just grinned. 

“Don’t act like you never did anything reckless, mom. You’re married to Alexander Hamilton.” he said. You guffawed in shock, but Eliza just looked at him. 

“You are absolutely right.” she said. “I’d drink that tea though, before you catch a cold.” she said. Philip brought the cup up to his lips. “Or say something you might regret.” She threatened. Philip almost choked on his tea. You couldn’t help but laugh. 

Your own mother and Eliza fretted over both of you for a good twenty minutes, constantly checking to make sure neither of you had a temperature. They were only satisfied when you had both drank two cups of hot tea each. Your father and Mr. Hamilton occasionally made comments about how reckless you both had been, but not without smiles on their faces. 

After both mothers were satisfied with your current states, the Hamilton’s decided to leave. Your parents said goodbye to each other and Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton waited outside while Philip said goodnight to you. 

“Tonight was…interesting.” You said, smiling. 

“Never a dull day with Y/N L/N.” Philip took your hand and kissed it. “I love you, Y/N.” I love you too. He gave you one more meaningful look and then walked out the door to join his parents. 

You closed your front door and leaned against it full of happiness. You heard the faint voices of Philip and his father coming from the other side of the door. 

“I like that girl a lot, son” 

“Yeah, I like her a lot too.”

Cause Mike’s gonna be tall af, he’s going to give El and Will forehead kisses all the time!!! Greetings? Forehead kisses. Farewells?? Forehead kisses. Showing how proud he is of both of them? FOREHEAD KISSES!!!!!! They do something and he’s fonding!????? FORE HEAD KISSSSSSES!!!

In Bloom

Originally posted by btsfunboyz

Member: Jimin

Genre: Fluff, Flower Shop AU

Word count: 4,961

Summary: Every flower has a meaning, every person has a story. And with Park Jimin visiting every Sunday to buy a new flower, his story is one too enticing to not try to decipher

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Un(?)popular opinion:

I don’t think 99.9999% of dressage movements awarded 10s deserve them.

i mean 10/10 means perfect. at 10, you assume there is literally no way they can be improved, they are perfected. you could break down a video into every milisecond and breakdown the move into 5+ categories of, say ‘head’ ‘hind’ ‘fore’ ‘back’ ‘elasticity’ etc etc – and it would have to be 100% because 10/10 literally means 100%.

9.5? sure. i mean sure, some things might even deserve a 9.9. i think there are a lot of things that are close. very close. but i think that no movement can ever be 100% because everything can always be improved. dressage is the art of training and technically, there’s not really a limit to training. 

the easiest example of this is the piaffe. i’ve spoken on and on about how i don’t think there is a perfect piaffe - it’s a myth. it exists only in drawings of the classical masters. you would have to cut together 5+ photos of horses today or in the past to get it right. we’re chasing a dream!
and to get 10, it would have to be right at every step, because that’s 100%. 
and to get 10, it would have to be right, every step, in every one of these ‘categories’: 1) head on or slightly before the vertical. 2) poll at the highest point 3) relaxed - not unpleasant tension in face or mouth 4) foreleg perpendicular to ground 5) foreleg in air not being stressed to reach high/parrellel to ground; it lightens because the weight is shifted back, not forced to raise to fake this lightness 6) back rounded and core engaged 7) hindleg on ground at the point of the flank or even further under the body 8) hindleg in air reaching under the body 9) croup remains level, not hopping up and down, because the horse reaches under and not up.

and honestly, i don’t think it’s feasible. it’s a beautiful idea, but i haven’t seen it, and i think that’s why.

do i think horses could score tens? absolutely. you put a grand prix horse in a preliminary/’training level’ test and i bet you (or at least i hope) its long and low trot would get a ten. but a GP horse won’t be competing at that level. 

in summary: 9.5, 9.9, sure. but it’s pretty damn hard to be 100% for any movement unless it’s something split second like a transition, or a high level horse in a lower level test.

agree or disagree, and why?


Imagine #57 || Request #35

Guess who’s going back to school in 3 days and isn’t one bit excited about it? Yep, so I will be going back to being a busy bee and will probs not be updating as often with any of the imagines book/blog *cries so hard and questions why I even took this program* 

I looove looove you all guys so much for the lovely feedback and votes, all are very much appreciated and motivating *hugs each one of you and kisses your forehead*


You felt a nudge to your rib then a slight dip on the bed behind you, effectively waking you up from your deep sleep. Turning your head, you saw Isaac wide awake sitting up against the headboard of the bed with worry lines on his forehead-you could almost see the thin layer of sweat forming. (A/N: okay, honestly there was too much ‘ed’ with the bed, head, head[board], [fore]head LOL…okay sorry :P )

“Isaac, what’s wrong?” you asked, rubbing the sleep off your face as you sat up and gave your full attention to the werewolf who absolutely looked like a puppy who’s been kicked and abandoned.

When he didn’t answer and just looked like he was struggling with what to say, you could only give a sigh. You knew that he woke himself up from whatever dream-no, nightmare he was having. The terrified and saddened look on his face said it all, the same expression he had when he came to after you woke him up a couple of times before.

The nightmare was about you, it always was. He said so himself.

“I’m sorry,” he apologized, the sudden feeling of heaviness in your chest made itself known making you take in a deep breath at how heartbroken you felt listening to him and seeing him like this. “I didn’t mean to wake you up or anything.”

You only remained silent and waited for him to say anything else, the same routine the both of you have fallen into with him waking up and you just being there alone was comforting and reassuring enough for him that everything was alright. When he didn’t say anything else, you shifted from sitting against the headboard like him to moving to sit beside his left thigh and face him before cupping his face and make him look at you-tears already starting to flow down from his eyes.

Wiping the salty tears with the pads of your thumb, you now sat on your knees and leaned in to envelop him in a hug. Isaac’s hands idly came to rest on your waist, your lips pressing a warm soft kiss to his jaw and it lingering there before pulling away completely and resting your forehead against his.

“Want to talk about?” You asked once you’ve pulled away from the closeness, your hands sliding down to his arms before intertwining your fingers with his and giving his hands a small comforting squeeze. You knew all too well that it would be up to Isaac to talk and not force him into talking about it, so you stayed quiet after asking him and waited for an answer.

When he only shook his head ‘no’ and scooted back to lie down on the shared bed facing away from you, you bit your tongue in asking further if he was sure and just leaned down and planted a kiss on his temple. Sliding back under the covers, you wrapped an arm around his waist and interlocked your fingers with his. And to your surprise, you felt his hold on your hand grow tighter before a pair of lips kissed your knuckles-something he never really does whenever his night terrors would disrupt your sleep and his.

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Miniminter Fluff

A/N: Sorry it’s short I’m trying to write as many requests as I can before I have to sleep and I didn’t have a plot or anything to go off of.
“Fuck off Simon.” I mumbled to my boyfriend that keeps trying not to get me out of bed.
“Come on baby I wanna hang out with you.”
I rolled over and opened my eyes and I was faced with a pouting Simon.
“Can we just cuddle for a little while longer?” I begged as I buried my head into Simons chest.
“Fine baby.” He said as he pulled me so that I was now laying on top of him.
“Oi Simon we recording Cards Against Humanity or what?” Vikk said as he walked in the room but stopped when he saw us.
“Sure.” Simon said as he rolled me off of him and sat down in his chair.
“Alright join our call.” Vikk said as he walked out.
~~~~TIME SKIP~~~~
I had fallen asleep once again while they recorded but I was woken up by Simon.
“Oi who the fuck put that card?” Simon spoke in an angry tone of voice.
“Ethan I’m going to kill you.” Simon said as he glared at his camera.
Even though Simon had on his headset it was on a high volume so I was able to hear a muffled voice saying, “ Oi but for real though Y/N would totally get it.”
I quickly made out the voice to be JJs and before Simon began cussing at him in a low tone of voice.
“Why so quiet Simon?” I heard Harry ask.
“You guys are talking about my girlfriend getting banged by JJ and she’s sleeping right behind me.” He growled out.
“Is Simon a little jealous?” I heard Josh say.
“Of course I’m jealous. Y/N would leave me in a heart beat if JJ or one of you guys said that you liked her. Y/N is the love of my life and any of you guys could take her away from me. Listen I’m going to bed, we can record this again some other time because I don’t want to record while in on a bad mode.”
I was shocked at Simons answer, Simon and I have never said I love you to each other the whole 7 months that we’ve been together. Simon quickly said his goodbyes before shutting off his equipment and returning to sleep in bed with me. He pulled me into his chest and placed a kiss on my fore head.
“You honestly think I’d leave you for those pricks?” I mumbled.
“How much did you hear?”
“All of it. Do you really love me Simon?” I said as I looked up at him.
He looked down at me and bit his lip before nodding. I giggled before placing a kiss on his lips.
“I love you to Simon and I would never leave you for one of them so don’t you ever think that I would.”
Yo so I’ve been thinking about making is blog a sidemen and Calfreezy imagines only blog. They are the only people I get requested so I figured why not make it like that. So only request Sidemen and Calfreezy imagines from now on.