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Park Chanyeol//Liquid Truth


Summary: You and Chanyeol go way back, and are best friends. It’s become routine for you to come over to the dorms whenever you have a fight with your boyfriend, but lately, he’s been pissed off at you, and you’re not quite sure why.
Scenario: angst, fluff
Word Count: 6,917

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after midnight

“You’re my best friend.”

Part I / Part II
Pairing: Shawn Mendes x female character
Rating: Mature
Words: 3126

A/N: This is loosely based on some lines in Blink-182’s song After Midnight, and you should listen to it bc it’s a great tune. I started this ages ago and forgot about it and when I found it I loved it. I also snuck in requests - 3 from this and 79 and 148 from this. I hope you like it ^^


His hands are under her thighs, keeping her close, and her chest is pushed against him, her arms around his neck. Shawn walks lazily through the dark, moving carefully so as to not let her fall.

“You know, I wouldn’t do this if you weren’t my best friend,” Shawn slurs.

“I know,” she grins and turns her head on his shoulder to place a messy kiss on his cheek.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this,” Shawn sighs, pushing up on his toes with force so that she moves higher up on his back, then stalks on slowly along the trail.

“You wouldn’t have had to. This is your fault by the way, you had it coming,” she accuses.

“How is it my fault?” His head snaps to the side and he stumbles, almost falling, but his hand takes hold of a low branch just in time.

“Well, you decided it was a good idea to take a shortcut through the woods while we’re both drunk this late at night and I’m wearing heels that are higher than Wendy was when we left, so it’s only fair you help me out by not letting me trip and die.”

Shawn laughs at her dramatic wording of the situation. “But you had fun though, didn’t you?”

“Loved it! Birthday girl is as alive as the night. You used to have a crush on her, right? Didn’t you get her number before? You never told me how that went.”

“We did talk, but we just stayed friends because she’s been with her girlfriend for years,” Shawn says, chuckling.

“Oh, that explains it. Girls are either blind or gay if they pass on you, because you’re a catch and you’re hot. I think you’re like, really hot.”

Shawn stops walking and turns his head to look at her. This isn’t something she would have said had she not been drinking earlier. He likes to think that their friendship is strong because of the way it has so many sides; they crack jokes at each other’s expense, and they bicker like an old married couple, but they also understand each other like one would their soulmate. They can read one another with a single glance, and they’re always there when the other needs them. They casually tell each other ‘love ya’ when they hang up the phone or when they text goodnight, but platonic is the word he would use to describe them. They’ve even given each other pep talks in order to boost their egos in preparation for first dates. This however, is nothing like that platonic love. These are uninhibited words, an honest thought, because she would never admit to finding him attractive like this.  

As if she’s realised what she just said, she clears her throat and brings her hands to his shoulders and loosens the grip of her thighs around him. “I think I can walk now.”

Shawn bends his knees to let her down and he realises that she must have been lying because she steadies herself on every other tree that they pass. They walk the rest of the trail in silence, which isn’t unusual for them when they’re alone together; they can spend hours sitting next to each other without speaking while he plays video games and she reads a book with her legs across his thighs. But this stillness is a shy lack of words that are replaced by the buzzing of bugs and an owl hooting somewhere among the trees.

A while later, they arrive at the edge of the forest and then they stagger through a suburb he’s not sure he recognises, but the houses look similar to the ones in his area so they keep going until he feels dizzy, the last of the consumed alcohol getting to him. They sit down on the sidewalk in front of somebody’s garage for a while as she rubs his shoulders and back as he fights the nausea.

“I swear, if you throw up…”

“It would be pretty embarrassing for me to puke on Craig’s driveway,” Shawn says.

“That’s his house?” She turns to the garden and recognises the place. “Then by all means, go right ahead. He was such a dick after the breakup. He deserves some vomit on his lawn.”

“Nope,” Shawn replies, slowly standing up. “I think I’m good now.” He starts to walk and she drunkenly waddles behind him.

They’ve gotten themselves deeper in the area when their roles flip, and she’s the drunker one as Shawn starts to sober up, and she seems to have gained a sudden adrenaline rush.

“Did you have one of the brownies?” Shawn asks.

“No, but I was there when they were smoking,” she giggles with a grin on her face.

“You are so high,” he teases.

“Who cares?! Carpe noctem!” she yells into the night, then turns and starts to walk in reverse.

“What does that mean?” Shawn laughs, affected by her contagious bliss.

“It’s like carpe diem, except, you know, night,” she smirks at him and shrugs, then turns around to skip ahead.

“Let’s carpe this frickin’ noctem!”

She looks so alive in that moment, with a big smile plastered on her face and her arms spread out as she runs. Shawn thinks that there is nothing else he would be doing than following her down this street right now and he feels his chest fill with a strange feeling he doesn’t quite get. He follows her and wraps his arms around her waist, spinning her around him. She shrieks and squiggles free of his grip before turning to him. Giggling, she pokes the end of his nose with her fingertip before running off again. 

Shawn catches up to her and slows her down with a hand on her shoulder then hooks his arm around hers for good measure, because the alcohol and the marijuana has definitely gotten to her, and the last thing they need is for her to run into a street lamp and come home bruised.

They wander around for what feels like ages, their slightly drunken state paired with their carelessness doing nothing to help, but Shawn realises a while later that the street signs are no longer blurry. He’s unsure of where exactly they are relative to his place so he tries to remember how the streets are placed, but his mind still feels a little groggy. They follow a curve of streetlamps, and after a while he understands that they’ve been walking in circles.

“Are we lost or do you know where we are?”

“I’m not so sure anymore…” Shawn trails off, slowly spinning around to have a look at their surroundings.

“You’re an idiot.”

“I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid,” he defends. He spots another street sign that he recognises and finally, he figures it out. “Come here, I think I know where to go now.”

He decides that walking down a straight road is a much better idea and it takes them another twenty minutes that feel more like an hour, but soon enough they’re in front of Shawn’s backyard, slowly opening the gate and sneaking in like thieves.

“Home at last,” he sighs in relief.

“It wouldn’t have taken so long if we hadn’t gotten lost,” she mutters.

“I’ve taken that shortcut a thousand times, and that’s never happened to me,” he defends.

“Have you ever taken it after drinking?”

“You make a fair point.” Shawn shrugs, and his eyes fall upon the dark window of his sister’s room. “We have to be quiet,” he says, holding a finger in front of his mouth. “I think they’re asleep.”

“I’m not gonna have any problems being quiet, you’re the one with long, clumsy legs. And your balance is shit when you’re drunk,” she taunts.

“For your information, I have sobered up quite a bit. See,” he says, lifting one leg behind him as he leans forward with his arms spread out, but he puts his foot back down when he wavers.

“By the looks of your balance and your face you haven’t.”

“My face?” He asks, his fingers automatically going up to his cheek.

“You blush after two beers.”

“I do not.”

She pulls out her phone and quickly snaps a picture of him with the flash on, and he’s momentarily blinded when the light hits his face. When he blinks his eyes open he sees the picture of himself, eyelids tightly shut, nose scrunched up, and yes, cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink.

“Shit.”

“Damn right,” she says. “Let’s get inside now, I’m fucking freezing.”

“No, wait, I just had the best idea!” he grins. “What if we get in the jacuzzi?”

“Shawn, it’s two am.”

“You were the one who said ‘carpe noctem’. Are you too chicken to follow through?”

“No, but I didn’t bring extra underwear,” she whines.

“We can just get in naked!” He grins, an excited look on his face. “I promise to let you borrow my clothes,” he bribes.

She squints thoughtfully. “Fine. But if I’m going commando, so are you.”

“Deal.”

She undresses and gets into the water first as he turns away, and then he makes her cover her eyes as he sheds his clothes. He carefully dips his feet into the water first, then sinks into the welcoming heat.

“You can open your eyes now,” he says.

“It’s not like I needed to close them anyway, it’s pitch black. I can hardly see you.”

“Can you see me now?” Shawn asks as he moves closer until he’s sitting right next to her.

“Yes, your cheeks are like a neon sign,” she chuckles.

“Fuck off,” he laughs. “As much as a dick you are, this is nice. Let’s  make this a tradition. Every time we come to my place drunk, we get in the tub.”

“Are you serious?” She laughs. “What about during winter?”

“Right…” Shawn mumbles and thinks it over for a second. “Quickie. We just get in and get out.”

“Alright, but we get hot chocolate after.” She smiles at him quickly before her face falls. “I just realised that we’re gonna freeze our asses off when we get out of the tub. Can we just stay here forever?”

“I don’t think my parents would be too happy to find us naked in the morning.”

“Your parents,” she groans. “We have to get out.”

“But it’s so cold. Think we can just live with the embarrassment tomorrow?”

She deadpans. “I’ll bake you a cake if you get us towels,” she offers, her face now sporting a sweet smile.

Shawn makes his second agreement for the night, negotiating his way to a two tier cake with muffins on the side, even though he knows she would have baked for him anyways, then runs inside, knowing full well that she has a good view of his arse and will most likely tease him about it later. Shuffling through a cabinet in the bathroom, he finds two large towels and hurries back outside. When he returns with one of the towels hanging from his hips, she’s sitting on the edge of the tub with her back turned to him, arms twisted around her bare body. Her shivering figure is a pitiful sight, so he walks up from behind and wraps the other towel around her.

She flinches at the unsuspected contact, but relaxes when she sees it’s him. “Thanks,” she says, pulling the towel tighter against her. “I got it, you can let go now,” she says, looking up at his eyes when he doesn’t remove his arms.

“Uh, yeah, sorry.” He swallows and takes a couple of steps back, giving her some space.


Shawn passes her a t-shirt and steps into a pair of sweatpants himself while she pulls his shirt over her head, then slides in under the big blanket next to her, sighing at the comfort of his own bed.

“I love your pillows. They’re so big,” she says, shoving her cheek into one of them as she hugs another.

“Are you still drunk?”

She reminds him of his cat when she was still a kitten, how she would fall asleep curled into her own body, and he thinks that she looks pretty damn cute the way she resembles the feline, wrapped in his blanket and surrounded by pillows.

“No, ‘m sober, I swear,” she mumbles.

“Good, then I don’t have to take care of your drunk ass.” Shawn tugs the pillow that’s in her arms and places it beneath his head, smirking when he sees her appalled expression.

“That’s not fair, I’m freezing and it was keeping me warm,” she says, pulling the blanket tighter around herself.

“I need a pillow too,” he says. “But I can cuddle you, I’m warm.”

She places her palm hesitantly on his bare chest, then grins. “Oh my God, you are a furnace. Please hold me,” she pleads although he has already offered to, removing the barrier between them and shuffling closer.

Shawn voluntarily wraps his arms around her and she snuggles into him as he quickly rubs his hand against her back to generate heat. He inhales the smell of her shampoo, a floral scent he can’t quite place, and that strange feeling that he still doesn’t understand comes back. He feels his heart beat faster and he wonders if she realises, because lying in bed like this with her, this close, reminds him of the first time he had a boy in his bed. It reminds him of how he felt when the boy had placed his fingers on Shawn’s cheek and gently kissed him, how they had slowly explored each other with nervous hands. But he shouldn’t be feeling this way, and he definitely shouldn’t be thinking of kissing her because the person he’s holding is his best friend.

She hums and he is pulled back from his thoughts. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It’s the Canadian in me,” he chuckles.

“Uh, not technically, because you don’t have Canadian genes,” she says.

“I keep forgetting that. Well, then evolution has just done a great job with me. I’m also supposedly really hot.”

She chuckles, slapping his chest with her palm gently, and the quiet returns, but this time it’s nice. They don’t need to fill the empty air with small talk; they’re comfortable like this. Along with the comfort comes the thought of a them in Shawn’s mind.

“Did you know that I had a crush on you when we were twelve?” Shawn doesn’t know where the first words to break the silence come from, but they slip past his lips before he can stop himself.

“What?!” She moves abruptly, resting on her forearms as she faces him.

“Yeah. It wasn’t as much of a crush as I thought you were cute, but I also kinda wanted to kiss you, if that makes sense?”

“That sounds like a crush to me,” she laughs. She smiles above him, and Shawn think he sees a faint blush on her cheeks but tells himself he’s imagining things, but then she speaks, “I thought you were cute, too. I mean, I still think you’re cute. Now you’re my best friend.”

He grins, scanning her face for any message, but she just has a faint smile on her lips. Then he notices how her eyes move down, and he wonders, this is when he’s supposed to kiss her, right? That’s how she’d instructed him when he was nervous for his first kiss. He remembers how she had held his face between her hands, whispered against his lips, telling him how to make it better by going slow, and how she had pulled back just before their lips touched. She had told him that girls had a look on their face when they wanted a boy to kiss them, and he was almost certain that this was that look. Hell, he had kissed plenty of girls since, but this is his favourite person, and this means so much more.

He’s hesitant, but he recognises the movement of her eyes and how she licks her lips, and he knows. He lifts his head the slightest bit when she moves hers lower. Shawn thinks everything has stopped, his heart, time, the air around them; everything feels still. Then he realises how absurd the situation is, and he bursts into laughter.

She places her hand over his mouth, attempting to silence him while she giggles into his chest. He makes a strained noise under her hand, and licks her palm when she doesn’t remove it.

“Ew! Why would you do that?!” She wipes her palm against his stomach, and her hand lingers there for a second, and then her eyes look down to his exposed abdomen. “Shut up,” she mutters, when she sees the smirk on his face.

They lie like that for a while, quiet, close to each other, and grinning from ear to ear.

“You’re my best friend,” he says.

Then he moves closer again. She mirrors his movement, tilting her head slightly to the side. Their lips are nearly touching when he pauses, because he has to ask.

“Promise we’ll be okay after?” Shawn whispers the words, terrified of what they mean and what the impending kiss could mean.

“I promise,” she whispers just as quietly. Then she leans in until their lips are touching.

The kiss is sweet, innocent, and gently lingering. But then Shawn’s fingers move to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear and his fingertips brush her neck when he retracts his hand, but her neck feels like a good place for his fingers to be so he rests them there and slowly strokes the skin. She gasps at the feeling, and her mouth falls open, and then the kiss becomes kisses and they become fast and sloppy until sounds can be heard between their mouths. They pull away for a second to catch their breaths, but immediately resume. Shawn’s hand crawls up her back between the shirt and her flesh, and he rubs her back soothingly.

“Mm, too much tongue,” she mumbles against his lips.

Shawn pulls back, offended. “Too much teeth,” he counters.

“Sorry, I’ll be nice,” she laughs, delivering a gentle peck on his mouth.

Her lips are soft against his, and she just feels so nice, and Shawn thinks that he wouldn’t mind doing this more often.

“I think I like kissing you,” he mumbles.

“I think I like kissing you too,” she replies.

They kiss again for a while, slowly this time, until they stop because Shawn almost dozes off. So they hold each other close with loose grips and gentle hands and talk about everything but the kiss, because they don’t need to.

Lonely Hearts Club // Park Jimin

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the prompt: no one thought the obvious hufflepuff jimin would be sorted into slytherin. because of this, many people turned their back on him out of fear. you, a ravenclaw, aren’t afraid of him. in fact, you’re only annoyed by him. but what if the slytherin is only annoying because he doesn’t know how to portray his true feelings?

words: 5315

category: hogwart!au

author note: I’ve been writing this one on and off ever since namjoon sorted the members at that fansign and i finally finished it!! pls enjoy!

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Part 2 of Lachesism! Lance

Hey guys! Since everyone has been asking for a part 2 for my lachesism I decided to continue it (also you guys are too sweet seriously)! I hope you enjoy it :)

You can find that post here : Part One

You can check out some of my other mini fics here


There in the middle of the hangar, sat Lance surrounded by a hurricane of black that swirled faster with each passing second. His eyes were squeezed shut, not seeing the paladins, yet they all felt like he just knew. It was when he opened his eyes that all hell broke loose.

Lance’s eyes glowed a pale blue amidst the chaos of the black storm surrounding him. He almost seemed to stare at the team unseeingly, his eyes shining unnaturally. 

“Lance?” Shiro asked,”…What’s going on?” He didn’t reply, the only movement he made was the slow blink of his eyes. “Buddy, I need you to work with me ok? What is happening?” Shiro tried again, only to be greeted by silence. The team was beyond freaked out at this point, because where the Lance they knew? What was this, this thing in front of them?

“Lance you better knock it off! This isn’t funny man!” Hunk yelled, taking a step forward, “Let us help you!” 

Lance cocked his head to the side, his brows furrowing. “Blue is someone here?”

If the team thought they were freaked out before, then damn, they were terrified right now. Lance’s voice was creepy, it was as if someone layered his voice a thousand times, each one seeming farther away than the one before it. 

“Can he not hear us?” Pidge whispered, her voice sounding smaller than usual. 

“Blue can you please tell Lance that we’re here to help?” Shiro asked, but the Blue Lion was not listening. Her eyes were fixed on Lance and Lance alone, who was now slowly standing up, the storm around him condensing to two black orbs that sat in each of his hands. 

“Whoever it is, can you please tell them to leave? I’ve almost got this part down! See,” Lance said, dispersing the two orbs into multiple orbs that circled his head,”I’m finally getting the hang of this thing!” The team stared at the menacing blackness that loomed over Lance, who seemed unaffected by the eerie energy it was giving off. 

“That’s it, the show is over,” Keith growled, stomping over to Lance determinedly.

“Keith no! We don’t know what’s going on!” Shiro shouted, reaching out for Keith, only to just miss him. He could only watch as Keith made his way to Lance and grabbed his arm. 

The movement above Lance’s head stopped as he turned to face Keith, his eyes still glowing that pale blue. 

“Snap out of it Lance! You need to tell us what’s going on!” Keith shouted, gripping Lance’s arm tighter. 

“Keith? W-what are you doing here?” Lance stuttered, his eyes going wide and his breath beginning to stiffen. “Blue? Why is he here?” He began to shake, the black orbs above him started to reform into a storm. “Y-you need to let go of me Keith. Y-you n-n-need to let go of me r-right now.”

“Like hell I am!” Keith yelled, “You need to let us help you Lance!”

He didn’t seem to be listening, his eyes gaining that unnatural glow to them once again. The hand touching Lance’s arm began to burn, causing Keith to let go briefly. The effect was already beginning, however, despite Keith letting go. Big fat tears welled up in his eyes and hole seemed to form in his chest, this aching feeling setting root within him. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god, I’m sorry Keith, I-I didn’t mean to give that to you, let me help ok? Let me just-” And just like that, the feeling was gone, contentment taking its place. Keith could only stare at Lance with his mouth open in shock. The glow began to dim from his eyes, returning them back to normal and the darkness practically vanished in moments. 

“How the hell did you just do that?!”

“Umm… what do you mean?” Lance asked, playing with his fingers. 

“What do I mean? How about the whole, my-emotions-just-went-from-fucking-depressed-to-sunshine-and-rainbows in two seconds??” Keith shouted, causing Lance to shrink into himself even more. 

“Um.. well you see-”

“Hold up, wait just a moment. What just happened. Like right now, in this moment, what is going on?? Because there was a huge storm above your head like a minute ago and now its gone??? You had glowing blue eyes and did something to Keith?? What is happenning?????” Hunk interrupted, stepping in between Lance and Keith. 

“Uhhh, well-”

“What the fucK?? Don’t give me that look Shiro, because I just watched some freaky shit happen. How did you even do that? When did you even start doing that? Could you always do that? What even is that? What-” Pidge rambled, gesturing around her as Lance refused to meet any of their eyes. 

“All right, how about we all give Lance some space ok? Let’s all go to the lounge and talk about this peacefully, alright?” Shiro intervened, going to place a hand on Lance’s shoulder before hesitating. “We’re going to need you to tell us what’s going on, ok Lance?”

Lance continued to stare at the floor, simply nodding before leaving the hangar. 


Lance was in a state a shock at the moment. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was, what idiot lets their biggest secret get discovered that easily? He barely even put up a fight and now here he was, sitting in the lounge, about to explain to the team how much of a screw up he was. He let out a sigh and stared at the empty couches in front of him. Maybe he could just take their anger away so they wouldn’t kick him off the team?

No, that would just prove he’s more pathetic than he already was. For once, Lance wished he couldn’t feel, that all these dark emotions would disappear like he had done for others in the past. 

“Lance can you explain to all of us what happened in the hangar?”

Explain? 

“Well umm… I was practicing,” Lance said, twiddling his fingers nervously.

“Practicing?” Allura questioned.

“Yeah I was practicing my…powers. Trying to make them stronger I guess.” He refused to meet anyones’ eyes, choosing to stare at his fingers instead.

“And what are these powers?” Shiro probed, leaning forward a bit,”What are you able to do?”

“I can, I can… control emotions. Not like that! Like I can take away emotions and kinda harvest them I guess? And replace the emotions I took away with different ones,” Lance clenched his fist, forcing himself to explain further to avoid having to look at his teamates, his friends. “I was trying to put them into a physical state, so I could use them in combat and just to get them out of me. I’ve never tested one of the orbs on someone, but I know if you were to touch one you’d feel all the emotion pent up in there.” He created a small one, reaching inside of himself for that energy that was always there, ignoring the slight gasp that came from Allura. Lance shrugged half-heartedly, “It’s something I’ve been able to do since I was fifteen.”

“Have you ever…took some of our emotions?” Hunk asked quietly, placing a gentle hand on Lance’s shoulder. 

“I uh…yes. I just, I couldn’t stand knowing you guys were upset and that I could do something about it. Everyday I could feel your emotions and I just felt so, so guilty that I wasn’t doing what I could to help!” Lance spit out bitterly, rubbing a hand through this hair. 

“Lance… you shouldn’t have done that. Those were our emotions and you shouldn’t just take them from us without even telling us!” Keith yelled, standing up, “You had no right to make that decision!”

Lance looked up at them all, his eyes beginning to glow once again. “What did you want me to do? J-just sit there and let you feel that pain, watch as it festered and boiled inside of you? How could I do that to a person, to my friends?” Lance clenched his fists, his eyes slowly turning to that pale blue color. “Why can’t you just let me feel useful for once?”


Part Three

genius-prettyboy-momfriend-yoon  asked:

Favorite BNHA characters ( top 10 ) and why?

This question should be illegal. I’m only taking the students because that would be too hard I love Yoshitori and Aizawa too much and dhojdfkhfjds.

[WARNING MANGA SPOILERS!]

1. Kirishima Eijirou

Originally posted by sanuske-ramblings

Cinnamon roll. Deserves everything. I’m not gonna be great at explaining why I love him - or just everyone in this list - because it’s just this feeling of overwhelming love when you see a character you like fhjdkfsd.

He’s talented, strong in his determination and in his power, and his kindness doesn’t have limits. Sunshine.

Even though he has self-confidence issues, he’s always here to help people. He does realize he has flaws but is working on it the best he can. I admire the fact that he overcomes his fears but you can still clearly see the internal struggling. (This is a great character development we got here if you check his past.)

Also, Bakugou respects him. And if you gain Bakugou’s respect, you must REALLY have something because Bakugou’s not the easiest person to please. He didn’t even try to it just happened

Kirishima Eijirou is the best friend everyone would dream of.

2. Midoriya Izuku

Originally posted by anime-trash-for-life

He was my first favorite before Kirishima’s story came out

Who the heck is even this boy? How pure is he? How stupid was this reaction of his to save Bakugou in the very beginning when even the heroes - even All Might - didn’t move? Also, the fight against Todoroki? The boy BROKE HIS BONES, and SEVERAL TIMES for his friend to move on. That’s- I have no words.

Midoriya Izuku is the perfect next symbol of Peace: his selfness and need to help people wasn’t made by his quirk but by his soul and that’s what pleased most people, and his dream won’t be stopped no matter what. All Might chose well.

3. Uraraka Ochako

Originally posted by jyoshikausei

Look at her. She’s shivering and yet smiling and explicitely showing to her friends “I’m good, don’t worry.”

THIS GIRL ROCKS. She’s so clever. She’s talented. She fought against Katsuki Fucking Bakugou and could have won. I was in awe when I realised what was her plan all along during the fight. I’m still not over it.

And her motivation? No, not money, not really. Money is a mean to a goal. Her goal is to help her parents who she loves dearly and it’s one of the most adorable things. She wants to become her parents’ hero because they were the heroes of her childhood - look back when she was a kid how she admired their work and how frustrated she was not to be able to help.

I’m so excited about her she has so much potential.

4. Tamaki Amajiki

I honestly don’t know much about him - like everyone else I guess? But from what I’ve seen, this character is… different. I can’t really explain. Actually, all the characters are really different, the author is doing a great job for so many characters. 

I was surprised to hear about a group of three amazing future heroes, and see this guy, so shy, so awkward, with a real anxiety towards people - this is not comic relief to me. And this is important. Tamaki is going in front of a class, with two of his best friends/team-mates, and tries to stand up for what he believes in.

And since the last chapters I’m really worried about him I need new content pls help

5. Todoroki Shouto 

Very complexed character. His past makes who he is now. He is physically marked by the disfunctional family father he’s living with, and mentally too. You can’t make me believe seeing his mother in such a state, hurt him, and losing her for the rest of his childhood isn’t a great impact on his personality. You can’t tell me, having a “dad” who forbid you to play with your siblings to train for his own selfishness didn’t touch him.

This is a terrible past, and I realize how Todoroki actually easily confessed it to someone in his class - to Midoriya. But doing this is the first step of the development of his character which made me love him, oh so much.

I liked the grudge he’s holding against his father, and the fact that he still does, but put it apart in order to follow is own ideals, his own project. I was so proud of him when he chose to work with Endeavor because he figured it was the best for his powers.

This kid is so young but so mature already. He faced his father, and then came to see his mother on his own, to face her too. That’s amazingly brave.

And finally, in the scans for the “Bakugou Arc” Todoroki more and more cares about not just his own motivations, but also his classmates. LOOK AT HIS FACE WHEN THEY TAKE AWAY HIS FRIEND. You can definitely see it before tho, when he’s teaming up with Momo and listens to her after realizing he might have been too focused on himself and not on sharing ideas.

Originally posted by neotokyotre

Also did I tell you how incredible and badass his power is?

6. Kaminari Denki

Originally posted by petitt-mafia

Another precious boy. But who isn’t? Mine-who? Don’t know this guy.

Let’s just appreciate this pic of our Human Pikachu.

I don’t feel like he got a lot of moments yet, so I’m really excited about knowing more about him, but I liked him right from the beginning - I actually liked him more than Kirishima at first. He’s motivated to do his best, but knows his limits. Even though he still acts without thinking sometimes and that’s killing me xD

He rocks. That’s all I can say. In this arc, he nailed it, and-

He got his bff’s support, which is BIG. (Also, again, Bakugou). He improved a lot and I’m so proud of him.

Despite what a lot of people think, my son is clever. Just remember he’s a 15 yo guy and teens do mistakes and stupid things all the time. 

I remember reading somewhere he’s always showing his thumbs up to let everyone know he’s alright once he’s off. This is incridibly touching. I don’t know about you, but if even when his brain turns off, his last will or his subconscious is yelling at him to let everyone know he’s good and that they can go on, I think already a little part of his job, as a future hero, is completed.

You go, Denki.

7. Mirio Togata (also known as Tintin)

I didn’t know I would love him. I thought I would like him, but I didn’t know my heart would just go down and drown with the last chapters. I hate this manga sometimes.

He looks so nice. So at ease. All the time. He trained so hard, I understand Izuku’s expression in this panel. This guy is impressive and you don’t realize it right away but when you do- oh damn. I mean. He was supposed to be the next Hero of Peace.

D E T E R M I N A T I O N in everything he does, in his beliefs. I also believe - and I’m pretty sure - he’s helping Tamaki with his social issues and awkwardness.

*screams*

Listen to him he knows what he’s talking about everything’s okay *sobs*

8. Katsuki Bakugou

Alright what about Bakugou. I like his character. He’s unstable, and that makes my feelings also unstables. His agressivity is the reason why I’m a bit indicisive, but he does have great moments which explain why he’s in this top 10.

Originally posted by fymyheroacademia

Believe it or not, despite ALL OF HIS FLAWS, Bakugou is a human being. A shitty human being yes - I’m referring to the very first episodes (I can’t forgive him to, basically, tell Izuku to kill himself, ‘who cares’) - but still human. I LOVE his character development. He’s being forced to consider his classmates and - hey everyone knows that, this guy is pretty clever.

One of the many reasons I love Bakugou: his fight with Uraraka. She fought with everything she could give, and he NEVER once underestimated her. Here’s something I need to see more: don’t judge the oponent by the way they look, and please especially not if they happen to be a woman. The whole croud yelled at him for “torturing” and “hurting” a girl, but that’d be okay with a guy? C’mon. I’m proud of you, Bakugou.

He also notices more than he seems to, like in this panel, for Izuku’s power. ‘

I’m really glad we got this moment of pure angst - I’m sorry I hated it but it also made Bakugou so much more human? He’s a kid. A kid with issues. And he lived traumatising things. 

But he doesn’t talk about those events. Because he’s too proud. But in the end? He’s just holding those regrets, those feelings of guilt, and cries them out. He’s a mess and he is lost.

Plus great bonus: friendship. Bakugou never seemed to develop strong relationships before, his only one with someone of his age is with Deku and that’s not one of the healthiest. But then you get Kirishima. And later on, a bit Kaminari, and more. He’s trusting Kirishima with his life (cf. first panels in Kirishima’s examples), and cares about him. THAT IS IMPORTANT.

Let us see how GREAT Bakugou is going to become and let me grab some pop-corn before I die in the process because it’s not gonna happen with some angst

9. Ashido Mina

The Queen.

Actually I loved the Alien Queen, I’m sad she didn’t get to keep the name.

Originally posted by sabaishi-desu

I can’t really tell much. She’s extraordinary. 

I love her enthusiasm and ‘joie de vivre’. She’s giving the class a great atmosphere of friendship etc. And she kinda rocks her abilities. Also, pays attention to her classmates’ powers and takes advantage out of it (cf. Battle against the Laser French Guy).

Plus: she inspired Kirishima, somehow? HORN BUDDIES? Oh dang, I loved this so much. I want them to be partners as heroes now.

10. Yaoyorozu Momo

The Precious Princess.

Originally posted by izukus

I didn’t pay much attention to her at first but her power is really nice. She’s in charge of the class with Iida, and I’m proud of her.

She is always willing to help and contribute, but since she was admitted by recommendation, I guess this is why she started losing the confidence she started with - but she also compared herself to Todoroki which wasn’t a good idea, the guy has TWO abilities.

In this arc where she’s in team with Todoroki, I liked her more and more. Thanks to Aizawa the communication and exchanges get better and she gains more confidence after they win thanks to HER plan after Todoroki’s failed - that means a lot to her.

AND HERE IT’S DONE. I have so many things to say honestly I spent too many times on it already damn.

I can’t believe I didn’t put Tsuyu or Fumikage please end me. This list is absolutely unstable and could easily change how can I do a top seriously?

[PS: It’s almost 3am sorry for the bad English hrm]

That Special Time of the Month

Originally posted by antisepticdark

Summary: Fem!Reader wakes up to find that her period came during the night and now she has to deal with the guys being annoying at the office… Well mainly just Mark. Hope you guys like!

A/N: Hello! I wrote a fic, and trust me its not very good and it’s waaay longer than it needs to be. Be gentle, I’m new to the whole posting my writing thing. Also! I speak fluent Spanish so i used some slang in the fic!
“No mames”- Spanish slang/curse for “no way”/“no fucking way”
“Sentida”- Spanish for upset or offended (in this context reader is sad)
Lastly there’s a text conversation in the fic so ‘-’ is Ethan and ‘=‘ is Tyler.

Wordcount: like +2k I’m sorry this is too long bye

Requests are open? This is no good so I don’t know why anyone would be requesting but yeah you can do that if you want. Hope you guys enjoy!

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Meet me in London

Simon meets Baz online and they become best friends.

Based on the prompt: Baz and Simon meet online and become internet friends and skype everyday and end up in love

As always a very big thank you to @eroticgropefest for being an amazing beta!


I met Baz three years ago on tumblr. One day I saw an edit of his on my dash and I went to check his blog. The guy made black and white aesthetics that looked awesome in a dark sort of way. So I started to follow him. After he reblogged a video of a guy playing violin, I decided to send him a message.

Dragonwings61: for a disturbed guy, you really have an interesting choice in music

Disturbed-pitch: So because I’m disturbed you feel like I’m not allowed to like classical music?

Dragonwings61: Shit sorry didn’t mean it like that.

Dragonwings61: What I meant to say was

Dragonwings61: I’ve never really heard classic music before but I really liked the song :)

Disturbed-pitch: It’s one of my favourites, you should try to listen to more :)

It started there and we haven’t stopped talking since. We became so close that last year I really wanted to see what he looked like. He’d become my best friend and I wanted to see his face.

Dragonwings61: Baaaaz

Dragonwings61: I wanna ask you something

Disturbed-pitch: Hey. What is it?

Dragonwings61: I’ve been thinking about this a lot

Dragonwings61: And I really don’t want you to freak out ok?

Disturbed-pitch: Go on.

Dragonwings61: I just

Dragonwings61: I really wanna see what you look like

Dragonwings61: pls don’t freak out, If you’re not comfortable with this pls forget I ever asked

Disturbed-pitch: It’s fine Simon… I thought about it myself quite a few times lately.

Dragonwings61: Ohhh

Dragonwings61: so is that a yes?

Disturbed-pitch: Yes I’d like to see your stupid face too :)

Dragonwings61: I bet your face looks more stupid than mine

Disturbed-pitch: We shall see

We exchanged photos and one day, I was having trouble with my homework–I’d never cared for math–and he wanted to help me out so we skyped. And I’m glad we did. Baz is beautiful. He rolls his eyes a lot at me and fucking sneers but… I just really like looking at him. I like Baz a lot.

After that we became even closer. We talked almost everyday, first only for a few minutes then for hours on end. We would just turn skype on and do our own thing, like studying, or reading. Baz even played violin a few times for me to see and it was so fucking beautiful. Everything he does is perfect.

Now it’s the end of the summer and I’m going to university in a few days. I haven’t figured out what I want to major in but I’ll try a few different classes and see what sticks.

I told Baz my plan of moving to London months ago–I live in Manchester and Baz leaves in Hampshire–and he hasn’t said a word as to where he’s going. I’d love to meet him one day… I’ve just never had the courage to ask him. But I really want to touch him, make sure he’s real. I mean, of course he’s real, but I’ve never seen him outside of my screen before.

I’m at my laptop scrolling through tumblr when Baz asks to skype. I accept.

“Hey.”

“Hey Baz.” I smile at him. I’m always happy to see him.

“Listen… I’ve been meaning to tell you something for awhile.”

I stare at him through the screen. Why is he nervous? He’s making me feel nervous “Okay.”

“I just…” he sighs and runs a hand through his hair “You know that I’m going to university.”

I look at him expectantly. Is he finally telling me where he’s going? It’s not like him to keep things a secret; not from me anyway.

“This doesn’t have to mean anything but–” he continues, and he’s blushing right now and I feel like blushing myself just by the way he’s looking at me. “I’m going to London.”

“What?” Wait, what? Did he really just say–

“London. I’m going to fucking London, Simon.”

“Why?” I ask stupidly. But I start grinning at him like an idiot. We’re going to be in the same city. Fuck, I’m gonna be able to hang out with him and actually see his face.

“Well there’s a really good school there… Besides, there’s someone I was really hoping to meet in person.” I feel my cheeks burning as he says this.

Holy shit this is really happening. I’m going to finally meet Baz. “When are you moving to London?”

“I’m already here. I just arrived at my aunt’s flat a few hours ago.” Then he grabs his laptop and turns it around so that I can see his new room.

“Baz?” I call him, and he puts his laptop on the desk again.

“Yeah?”

“I’m gonna be in London in a few days.”

“I know–”

“Let’s meet?” I say unsure, interrupting him.

“I’d like that.” he tells me, half smiling.

And there’s nothing to lose now, so I might as well try my luck. “As in, a date.”

“Oh?” He looks surprised.

“Is that cool?”

“Fuck, of course it is, Simon.”

***

We agreed to meet at Kings Cross, Baz said he would pick me up when I arrived (everything that I own fits into a bag) and then we would go on our date. I can’t believe this is happening, that he actually said yes to go out with me.

I’ve been so nervous the last couple of days because of this, of finally going to meet him. But as the train arrives at the station and I exit the platform all that anxiety melts away when I notice him staring right at me.

Once I reach him I let my bag drop to the floor. I put my arms around him to pull him closer into a tight hug and he does the same. He feels so good this close to me, and smells incredible, I don’t know how to describe it other than that he smells posh and it really fits him.

“Baz.” I say, grinning into his neck. I still can’t believe that he’s actually here in front of me.

“Hello, Simon,” he says, and it’s muffled by my hair. He holds me tight against him longer than necessary before letting me go.

When I step back all I can focus on are his lips. They were so close to mine. And I just really want to kiss him.

I put my hand on his neck and make slow movements with my thumb. “I want to kiss you…” I start,“but we haven’t even been on a date yet.” That gets me a eye roll from him.

“We’re not exactly strangers,” he says, leaning into me.

He’s so close now; if I just leaned a bit forward, we’d be kissing. “I know, but I still want to take you on a–”

And then he kisses me.


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anonymous asked:

reddie prompt: eddie gives richie the silent treatment for saying/doing something stupid and richie lowkey has real bad issues with attention since his deadbeat parents don’t give him any, so he freaks out after trying everything to get eddie to talk to him, and eddie still doesn’t. then eddie comforts him when he confesses his issues and yeah pls i need this fluff!!! 💗💗

So I went overboard and wrote a long freaking chapter thanks to this beautiful anon prompt. I hope you all enjoy! It can also be found on archive of my own. 

Chapter 3: Pour Some Sugar On Me

Title: Pour Some Sugar On Me by Def Leppard

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Eddie was so mad at Richie. As in HIGHEST LEVEL on that stupid arcade game he plays all the time.

Why was he mad? Because Richie fucking forgot it was Eddie’s birthday.

Eddie was a stickler for his birthday traditions. Every year since he was little, Richie would come over first thing in the morning scream “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, EDS” and usually throw something at him. The first year he did this, Eddie almost killed him, but the annual tradition was one of his favorites.

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anonymous asked:

RFA boys + V with MC being a teacher and all that comes with it. Like, for older kids a specialized knowledge about a certain subject and knowing teen stuff, and with little kids being up on all the latest "kid" things and always looking at (cont)

(Cont) toys and picture books and singing silly songs. And of course, the grading and lesson planning and kids who give problems and stress that comes on top of that. But she really really loves being a teacher and won’t give it up.


(Combined because of similarity!!)

A/N: These requests are so pure and I enjoy them so much but ive never seen how a teacher prepares for anything so i went based on what a few things teacher friends/my dad told me and how i interact with my siblings and stuff ;A; ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           -The two of you act like such kids yourselves, but he absolutely loves it, you teach younger children and he can see how soft and sweet you are to them!

           -He actually enjoys some of the cool kid gadgets you check out for your class

           -That cool robo-dog toy? He wants one now

           -ACTUALLY JEALOUS WHEN YOU GET IT FOR YOUR KIDS INSTEAD BUT PLAYS IT OFF LIKE IT’S NO BIG DEAL

           -He’s actually sat in on a few classes of yours his butt actually fits in the little kid chairs

           -The little tikes love him to death! They like to tease him about dating you

           - though they all think he’s a kid too just in a higher grade ;A;

           -But sometimes kids can get rowdy, and he knows this

           -When you come home stressed out, from kids misbehaving, he’s always there to lighten the mood! Tells you stories from when he was a kid, full of silly sound effects, and he’s even borrowed picture books from his mum to show you childhood pictures! It embarrasses him sometimes, but he knows that you enjoy the imaginations children have so it can’t hurt to tell you, right?

           - also lowkey shows up around snack time when he visits because he freaking loVES THE JUICE BOXES AND COOKIES MC CAN HE HAVE SOME TOO

*ZEN:

           -He knows how difficult teaching can be, his parents were teachers

           -SUPER. HYPED. When he found out that you’re a HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA TEACHER come on y'all i saw the chance so i took it

           -You actually went to school!!!! For acting!!! That’s amazing! He’s a natural so he didn’t have to

           -He tries to come to your class at least once a week to give the students some tips (since he’s in the field and semi-famous and all)

           -IF YOU HAVE ANY ADVICE THAT YOU LEARN FROM YOUR FANCY-DANCY SCHOOL, HE’D LIKE TO HEAR IT MC

           -He dropped out of school and had bad experience with teachers so he was actually really iffy about your job at first

           -But the first time he watched you shine because of your passion for helping these teens, he knew you belonged in this career

           -But when you come home from a long day of teens being….well….teens, he feels so bad

           -He was a rebellious teen so he thinks he can help talk to them about listening and respecting everything you try to do for them he kept them for two class periods one day lecturing them about how much respect you deserve and the kids all literally cried and hugged you at the end of it jfc zen what did you sAY TO THEM

           -Always there to wipe away your tears, whether they be of joy or sadness, when your class puts on plays. You’re proud of your students but he’s always 10x more proud of you because heY MC YOU DID THAT, LOOK

*JAEHEE:

           -YOU’RE A HIGH SCHOOL LITERATURE TEACH MC? THATS DOPE COME TALK NERDY TO ME

           -She thinks it’s so cool because!!!! The two of you can both really appreciate literature

           -It’s like a personal little book club between the two of you, always talking about themes and deeper meanings

           -Not to mention she lives for the drama you over hear in your classroom come on we all live for gossip every now and then dont judge me or jaehee and you can teach her all of the younger lingo which she uses to understand a few of the interns at work

           -When you’ve been up for hours trying to grade papers, she’s always there to help with them

           -Mainly because she wants to avoid you bashing your head against the table because they’re all writing the same things over and over again

           -If she comes across something she’s unsure about in her readings you’re the first person she asks

           -Love love loves helping you pick which books your students are going to analyze next

           -Not to mention!!! You always have all the newest books in almost any genre because of your job and!!! She always has something new to read!!!!

           -If your day was rough though, she’s got coffee at the ready for you, the two of you are going to sit down and just rant about anything and everything that happened because hey kids can be stupid, she’s not gonna tell on you for pointing out the obvious

*JUMIN:

           -He finds it absolutely adorable when you come home covered in paint, glitter, marker, you name it

           -Calls you his masterpiece what a sap

           -Not used to being around kids but he visits your kids as often as possible

           -HE’S SO CUTE WHEN HE’S HELPING THE KIDS FINGER PAINT OH MY GOD

           - they paint kitty whiskers on his face sometimes and you’ve never seen him smile bigger

           -They once asked him to build a tower out of blocks with them and he took over the entire project, made a replica of the C&R building

           -When the two of you are at home, though, he refuses to admit he enjoys it there with the kids. Complains about paint on his white shirt, why are kids to loud, they’re so energetic what the heck, etc etc

           -Always buying cool new toys and craft things for your classroom- he knows how teachers are paid and he just wants to help out. For you. Not for the kids. its totally for the kids dont let him fool you

           -He never really knows how to comfort you if you come home from a hard day with your class, so he usually sits with your head resting against him. He listens to you rant about everything that happened, running his hand through your hair to let you know he’s listening.

           -Never ONCE has he asked you to quit your job. He thinks teachers are important and should be treasured, and he sees how happy the kids make you every day- he could never ask you to give that up but hey mc if you ever wants kids of your own, he’s got you, wink wonk

*SAEYOUNG:

           -Teacher? lmao what’s that not everyone is a freaking genius saeyoung shUT UP

           -MC CAN I COME BY SOME TIME AND LEARN I PROMISE I’LL BE A GOOD STUDENT saeyoung dont do that

           -You were a high school computer science teacher, and hello MC i could be of service saeyoung pls

           -He came in as a guest speaker one day and none of the students could keep up with what he was saying??? What’s all of this?? Mr. Choi can you please dumb down the lesson???

           -By the end of class though, everyone (including him) were just drawing stupid pictures on MS paint sigh

           -He’s actually really excited that you teach computers to teenagers!! Computers are great, MC!!! You can teach them to hack! no saeyoung thats not what i do, thats you

           -Sometimes he’ll play dumb and ask you for help with his computer just to hear your teacher voice (it doesnt work often because you KNOW he knows what’s wrong)

           -“MC, you can be the teacher and I’ll play the naughty student *eyebrow wiggle*” he walks in with a plaid skirt and knee high socks what a fucking doRK

           -There are days that the kids just don’t listen and do whatever they want, and it frustrates you to no end. Some of them were wrestling and broke a monitor once, and you had to call Saeyoung, break down and cry on your lunch break. He’s always there at the end of the day with blanket forts and HBC to get you away from all electronics even for a little while

           -The next day though, he hacks into all the computers in your classroom and scares the students into paying attention because what person doesn’t freak out when someone starts listing their personal information on their screen???

*V:

           -High school dance teacher?

           -Are you his soulmate MC because it’s really feeling like it

           -He’s a dancer himself! (though he doesnt practice it often)

           -So he always offers to be your partner on days you’re teaching couple’s dances!

           -He can tell how much effort and passion you put into helping these kids learn the art

           -You absolutely radiate warmth and excitement if your class holds a recital

           -HE’S ALWAYS THERE TO TAKE ACTION SHOTS OF YOU AND THE CLASS BECAUSE WOW MC

           -But kids will be kids, which means sometimes there are attitudes thrown around

           -Some days you feel as if you get no respect, and they do whatever they want to do, and it breaks not only your heart but your spirit as well and he will not stand for it

           -He’s very good at lecturing, and seeming nice with a threatening undertone. So when he catches something like this happening, you can bet he’s in front of the class, pouring his heart out about how much respect you deserve for all of your hard work and they shape up real quick every time this happens. So he kisses you on the forehead and lets you keep teaching <3

*SAERAN:

           -You work with little kids all day?

           -Why would you wanna do that to yourself jfc

           -You’re always looking at cute, kid crafts and he kind of wants to try them but he’ll never tell you that

           -Very very afraid to visit your class because? He’s scary, he doesn’t want the little kids to be afraid of him

           -But they WEREN’T. AT ALL. He could feel his heart melting at how much they actually liked him like holy crap MC i wanna come visit every day

           -HE FINALLY GETS TO TRY THOSE LITTLE KID CRAFTS WITH NO SHAME, YES, SCORE

           -The two of you are the power team at story time, everyone is completely enthralled with the story, voices, and how you act them out

           -When you first told him that you were a teacher for little kids, it made complete sense to him. You’re so sweet and kind and patient and bubbly and it just cliCKED WOW MC YOU ARE A TEACHER

           -But kids have tantrums, and short attention spans, and they’re very stubborn, so if you have a rough day, you actually have to calm him down instead saeran you cant threaten the children its okay im just tired ill be fine

           -The two of you have naps on those rough days, he’ll rub your shoulders to help you relax, and he actually goes out of his way to look up things for your lesson plan the next day!

Dating Jungkook would be...
  • itd probably be alot like best friends but with kissing and couple-y stuff
  • gets pouty if you ignore him to do work
  • but he gets over stuff really quick unless you’re actually mad lmao
  • fights happen not often but also it’s not rare either
  • sometimes he’s been stuck in the dance studio all day trying to get a choreo down and comes home grumpy
  • thus leading to two grumpy people in one room
  • you usually make up like an hour later tho its cool
  • there are days when he’s soft and needs love and will cuddle you until you die and days when it’s endless banter
  • he would be one to go “oh my god bECKY THOSE SHOES WITH THAT DRESS N O” and then get smacked by you
  • “says the one who only wears the same pair of timberlands everyday”
  • he is shooketh
  • you would thrive off each other’s presence tho??
  • it wouldn’t matter if y'all are throwing insults back and forth you’ll still be smiling like idiots in love
  • crazy in love ahahshdhsbsjfjx
  • when he sings a song you know in the shower you’ll join in and soon you have 5 noise complaints mostly of “stop having shower duets im trying to eat dinner in peace thanks”
  • it doesn’t matter whether youve never heard of something he likes before bc soon he’ll make you obsessed
  • and its the same the other way around
  • hes probably stolen your hoodie when you were gone bc he missed you
  • cOUPLE PICTURES
  • theyre not aesthetic pictures but they’re cute lmao
  • it could be you on the floor laughing your ass off and then him doing that full body laugh
  • thats honestly so cute someone slaughter me
  • 80% of your dates are food
  • at this point I’m pretty sure your wedding invitation will be something like “you’re cordially invited to jeon y/n, jeon jungkook and food’s wedding”
  • idk how wedding invitations work sorry
  • alot of cursing
  • unless you don’t curse
  • yall will be playing overwatch and all your neighbors will hear is “oh fuck oh shit what the hell fuck you you bitch”
  • gives the best????? hugs????
  • will smother you in his arms and kiss your head and it’s really cute ok
  • is always rocking the boyfriend look
  • he doesn’t get really jealous alot it’s mostly just playful “why did you talk to jimin so much? im your bf aren’t I?”
  • he will steal all the blankets from you
  • sometimes you get pissed bc he’s so good at everything
  • “what the fuck stop finishing my art piece”
  • “i cAnt hELp iT”
  • will refuse to kill the spiders for you
  • okay he will eventually but then he’ll wave it in front of your face afterwards
  • he pranks you alot too
  • to the point where you’ve come accustomed to getting water dumped on you and shitting your pants everytime he scares you
  • when he first started tho if you cried he would feel really bad
  • if you cry for anything at anytime he will feel bad
  • even if he’s on the other side of the world and it’s about a tv show
  • this baby just loves you alot
  • facetimes you while he’s eating just to make you hungry and annoy you
  • pinches your cheeks alot and squishes your face lmao
  • probably will take pictures of your squished face
  • he is a baby but also calls you his baby
  • like he won’t come up with those cheesy sappy nicknames “my pumpkin cheesecake egg baby yolk remote control love”
  • he’ll just call you babe or smth simple like that
  • nothing is simple with this boy he’ll throw your heart into the sun bye
  • he will die for you
  • but hes not gonna get the remote control for you 
  • what is it with me and remote controllers ugh
  • we know kooks is good at drawing 
  • why is he so talented i wanna stab him i love him
  • he’ll probably be doodling and then force you to draw something on it
  • it can be a stickman or a simple dot or heart whatever he’ll cherish it
  • knowing him, he’ll be extra and make it the focus point of the entire piece
  • he’s a sweet baby pls take care of him
  • squish his cheeks daily and take care of him and pamper him all the time
  • he likes taking care of you but he is also the maknae of bangtan so you gotta become his mother for a lil 
  • he also really annoys you when he comes home at 2 and starts making ramen bc hes hungry and too lazy to make anything else 
  • you stumble out into the kitchen and start grumbling at him
  • rinse and repeat every few months or smth
  • it doesnt happen often bc he knows youll be pissed
  • you guys are p blunt with each other
  • he is the biggest fan of you
  • i mentioned that already didnt i
  • nah i didnt maybe i did and missed it idk sorry if i did
  • hes the most extra bitch when he wakes you up
  • plays bangtan songs in your ear while shaking you and screaming
  • if you get grumpy and pry the phone away to turn off the music he’ll resort to something softer
  • jk lmao who do you think he is 
  • will kiss your face with slobbery nasty kisses until you roll out of bed
  • literally
  • you just plop on the floor 
  • your relationship is a real like version of 
  • *pulls back shower curtain while wife/hubby is in the shower* are we- stop screaming- (insert problem or stupid comment of choice)
  • iconic
  • if you turn down a snack he’s offering you he gets real worried in about 0.001 seconds
  • “what why are you eating enough whats wrong youre not mad right you know i love you so why arent you eating you should be healthy and happy and chubby and cute wHY ARENT YOU EATING”
  • whoa this is almost a 1000 words i told myself i’d go to 900 jfc
  • i think im overusing the strikeout option too much
  • peanut shut up oh my god
  • he will buy you stuff randomly
  • like its not too often but he’ll buy you stuff if he finds you looking at something longingly for a while or you keep looking at the same things on amazon idk
  • okay im gonna wrap this up real quick 
  • oh also he’s talk you into getting a dog who he’ll love more than you
  • hA NOT POSSIBLE
  • HE LOVES YOU SO MUCH ITS NASTY
  • but yes you two are the cutest couple and professor trelawney said you’ll be happy for eternity together

(A/N): thanK TO THE ANON WHO REQUESTED!! also i cant see the gif i put at the end??? idk man -peanut


Seven Minutes in Heaven // Ten Chittaphon

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the prompt: can i pls request a fluffy 7 minutes in heaven au with nct’s ten where both of them are rly shy bc ten is absoulute squish

words: 1746

category: fluff

author note: i kinda only made ten shy so sorry bout that. hope you like this one (im still learning how to write kissing scenes so sorry if it’s not up to par with your expectations haha)

- destinee

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boyfriend! kang daniel

how you meet kang daniel and what kind of boyfriend he is

school!au


  • so kang daniel is your classmate, and he’s that super popular but also funny person that all the students and teachers love
  • daniel is always surrounded by a group of fangirls, which naturally results in malicious rumors about how he’s a fuckboy
  • but daniel is in your math class and he sits right in front of you
  • at first you kind of had your preconceived opinions about him like “oh shit he’s a fuckboy i ain’t talking to no fuckboy”
  • but you’ll eventually start talking to him after he forgets his pencil one day and turns around to ask you for one with a pleading smile
  • and then you guys begin your miraculous friendship which consists of lots of debates about dogs vs cats, and you realize how much of a loser he actually is??
  • like where’s mr. popular i-play-3-sports guy??
  • all he talks about is cats, and he always shows you pictures of his cat
  • you guys start texting and 90% of your texts consists of arguments 
  • like you’re a dog person but daniel is an aggressive cat advocate
  • “cats are way cuter than dogs”
  • “haha bET. who’s gonna be crying on your deathbed? not your goddamn cat bc that unloyal hoe is running off to find the next person to feed him”
  • daniel’s actually really spacey sometimes 
  • like once after class when everyone was packing up, his hands fly to his pockets and he digs through his backpack in panic
  • and you’re just like “what’s wrong??”
  • and then he wildly looks around and says “i lost my phone”
  • but he actually gave you his phone to look through his cat pic album like 5 minutes ago and totally forgot
  • so you just wave his phone in front of his face and give him the “are you an idiot or are you an idiot” look
  • and he just sheepishly laughs and scratches the back of his head in embarrassment
  • that’s when you realize how fucking cute his smile is
  • and your heart is racing a little but you give yourself a pep talk like “no i am not falling for no goddamn fuckboy”
  • but of course love never goes the way you want it to and suddenly you start noticing that you stopped paying attention in math and started daydreaming about daniel
  • and one day daniel asks you to tutor him in math since he’s failing and desperately needs to pass the next test in order to not flunk the class
  • but in this world it’s give and take so you’re like “what’s in it for me”
  • by this time daniel knows you pretty well and he’s just like “free food + starbucks every day you tutor me”
  • and you’re thinking like “shit he’s loaded. pls be my sugar daddy
  • so you start tutoring him after school at the starbucks across the street
  • you realize that daniel naturally picks things up right away but that he was just too lazy to study 
  • 50% of the time studying, other 50% arguing 
  • daniel feels super comfortable with you now and he really appreciates that you see him as just kang daniel not mr. popular
  • since you go there everyday after school, the barista knows your names and orders already 
  • and one day the barista goes “you guys are such a cute couple!”
  • and you’re too shocked to say anything but daniel immediately replies “thank you! we get that a lot” 
  • after you get your drink, you turn to him and say “wtf was that?? stop joking, you piece of shit” while punching him lightly
  • but he just laughs and you notice how his eyes crinkle and you can’t help but laugh too 
  • and then he whispers “but we could be a real thing if you want” and winks
  • you just laugh at him now bc you assume that he’s just messing around again “i hate you stfu”
  • but you miss the flash of disappointment in his eyes bc he was kind of testing the waters to see your hypothetical reaction
  • so now he’s convinced that you don’t like him and is really really disappointed ;;;
  • the next time you show up to class, he’s seems a little more distant
  • like he won’t laugh at your stupid jokes as much and you’ll be like “is something wrong,,,” and he’ll just shake his head and brush you off
  • and this continues for like the next few days so you know something is wrong
  • but you decide to leave it alone since you respect other people’s privacy (cough cough)
  • he’ll probably tell you when he’s ready right?
  • anyways at lunch you’re just chilling with your friends, minding your own business and trying to forget about daniel, but ong seongwoo comes out of nowhere and drags you to the nearest hallway 
  • and you’re like “woah what’s up”
  • and he gives you this disapproving mom look 
  • “did you really just reject daniel?”
  • “um what the fuck? where did you get this fake news from”
  • so ong has to explain to your oblivious ass that daniel likes you
  • but you’re like “um sorry no your jokes are not funny”
  • better being pessimistic than getting played amirite
  • and so he literally drags you to daniel who is sitting alone and listening to his emo playlist with his bangs over his eyes looking like a fucking member of my chemical romance or some shit bc the only girl he liked thinks he’s a joke
  • “tell her already jesus christ stop listening to that goddamn emo shit”
  • and ong leaves you two alone
  • you just end up staring at daniel wondering what kind of drugs he took today to end up like this
  • and then daniel ends up spurting some incomprehensible confession, “sorryireallylikeyouandididntknowwhattodobecauseithoughtyouhated me???”
  • he kind of turns red and gets embarrassed and really pouty 
  • but you’re just thinking of how cute he is and how much you really want to poke his cheeks
  • “wtf did kang daniel just say he likes me” never goes through your head bc you’re a boss ass bitch and everyone fucking loves you okay no need to act surprised
  • and when you don’t say anything he’s just like “i just ruined our friendship didn’t i”
  • “um sorry but what’s in it for me” is your response, and you give him a wink 
  • he immediately looks relieved and starts laughing “free hugs and cuddles and kisses from me”
  • and daniel is such a sweet boyfriend
  • like he always notices the littlest things about you and puts you before anything else
  • loves cuddling and back hugs!!!!
  • likes resting his head on the crook of your neck
  • nap time with dan is a thing with lots of cuddling
  • you wake up all the time wrapped in his arms
  • v protective,,, makes you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, always holds the umbrella for you, 
  • gets jealous sometimes and just gets all pouty before you reassure him that there’s nothing to be jealous about
  • kind of touchy
  • not afraid of pda
  • smells like a mix of cinnamon and vanilla
  • aesthetic coffee shop dates!!!
  • “reminds me of the place where i fell in love with you”
  • dogs vs cats argument is still a thing
  • “okay fine dogs are cute too, but you’re still the cutest” 
  • y’all are cute you have matching stüssy outfits (daniel’s idea)
  • blasts exo music 24/7
  • “daniel pls stop doing the kokobop challenge. we’re in public”
  • “choGIWA”
  • “chogiw—e’re breaking up”
  • “wait no i’m overdosed on your love!!”
  • biggest exo-l ever
  • that’s right my type is his favorite pick up line
  • cute mochi!!!!
  • like that pink peach thingy with the buck teeth is actually him
  • when he smiles, his buck teeth show, and it’s honestly so adorable
  • he wanted to get them fixed but you were like “um no?? how dare you even suggest that”
  • kind of insecure about his physical appearance sometimes bc of what happened in his past :(
  • but you assure him that he’s the sexiest mochi ball you’ve ever laid eyes on
  • okay but you were low key ready to get on the nearest train to busan and jump daniel’s former bullies
  • no but for real you were ready to clock some bitches 
  • “what’s their kkt babe imma bout to track them down and make them catch these fucking fists”
  • “aww you’re so cute :’)”
  • notices small things about you
  • buys ice cream for you when you’re sad,
  • knows all your favorite foods so he can bribe you make you happy :)
  • overall 10/10 best boyfriend ever 
@yuriplisetsky is a size queen

Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky

2,900 words

“What are you talking about?”

“Your Twitter? Your thread that spends about ten tweets waxing poetry about the size of my dick? Everyone’s talking about it, the fans are going crazy, I had Victor ringing me up half an hour ago to ask if it was true and if I really had deflowered Russia’s Fairy like that, and I just – what the hell were you thinking, Yuri?”

In which Yuri gets drunk and Tweets some things he probably shouldn’t have.

AO3 link


So @94mercy made this post that headcanoned that Yuri gets drunk one night and talks about the size of Otabek’s dick on social media, and I immediately knew I had to write it. Otherwise known as me just wanting to join in with all the hung!Otabek content that’s been coming out of this fandom in recent weeks. 

(Also tagging @daddybek because that’s where this all started back in February)


They’ve been dating for a few months when it happens.

Yuri goes round to Mila’s for a few drinks after practice one day, and they steadily make their way through a bottle of vodka, laughing and talking about their respective partners. The music is loud and Yuri feels all loose and giggly as he reaches for his phone, taking selfies and documenting their escapades on Snapchat. He’s never been this drunk before, so drunk he’s not even sure what order his memories from the last few hours go in, so drunk that he can barely stand, so drunk that the room is spinning.

He sits down and opens Twitter, starting to type. He doesn’t even think about what he’s Tweeting, just starts a thread and keeps on going until he gets it all off his chest. Mila is grabbing at his hands and pulling him up so they can dance together again, and Yuri’s phone lies on the couch, forgotten.

So he doesn’t see what he’s done until morning.

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Yu Barom • A lesson in Romantics

One where he accidentally confesses his love for you but isn’t smooth about it… like ‘I love this’ “& I love you” ‘wh-’ “oh shit no wait I don’t”
(Idk if you write for anyone other than Kiseok but if you do you can choose who it’s with)

Hey can you make a scenario where the reader is Jay’s little sister and she has this major crush on Christian but he doesn’t really see her that way cuz shes the cute type. until something happenes so Christian notices that he may have some feelings for her. Thank you ^-^ pls make a bit angst but happy ending if possible 


Originally posted by jisatsusakuru

Word count 3.3K
Special appearance Hong Dabin - AOMG - Kwon Minsik

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bf!haechan
  • lmao so originally i was supposed to post some svt requested fics that are long overdue but its donghyuck’s birthday so
  • i’ll post the svt requests laturrrr im so sorry for those who requested it
  • HAPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY LEE DONGHYUCK
  • so how would it be to date this savage meme boi?
  • lee donghyuck is vvv playful, he likes teasing people 
  • mark, jaehyun, taeyong, mark, let’s just say all nct members
  • and mark especially 
  • and you aren’t an exception my dear reader
  • bc lee donghyuck is a relentless little shit, so expect to be hit with savageness
  • with no amount of mercy whatsoever
  • your relationship is based on slander tbh jUST KIDDING
  • he teases the crap out of you, and sometimes he may go over the line between playful and hurtful, 
  • but this boy still loves you
  • but he really doesn’t show it when you’re around other people
  • he feels like the hyungs would think he’s going soft when they see him with you being lovey dovey 
  • so when you’re with mark or the others, he keeps the loving to a minimum and just roasts you or anyone
  • sometimes it doesn’t seem like you guys are a couple, because he doesn’t show much skinship in public and he always roasts you HARD
  • you’re not a pushover tho reader don’t worry
  • you’ll give this lil shit a run for his money
  • “babe, jagiya, baby, sweetie, baobei, tianxin, mi amor, my love, my life, Y/N. why are you so stupid?”
  • “stop making fun of me for falling down the stairs, hyuck. you should speak for yourself. you’re the reason the sm building had to have double doors”
  • “i am not.”
  • “you may as well be”
  • you guys sometimes team up to roast mark instead when you’re tired of roasting each other poor mark
  • donghyuck is a lil bit of a cocky shit sometimes
  • does “im cute and all of you are ugly” ring a bell?
  • no?
  • like he’s cute and he knows it, i know it, the fans know it, everyone knows it
  • but he likes hearing it from you
  • he likes-no loves hearing you compliment him
  • even tho compliments are very very rare in your relationship
  • but that’s what makes it more special
  • like we all have insecurities buried in the backs of our minds and well, sometimes his resurfaces and it makes him feel bad about himself
  • and it affects him so much
  • when that happens he’s quiet and he’s emotionless and doesn’t reply 
  • and his insecurities make him feel like he’s not good enough to do what he wants to do, to be who he wants to be
  • that’s why he keeps to himself, because he feels unworthy of the things he has
  • but you always reassure him that he’s worth it
  • that he’s so special, so talented, so handsome, and he deserves everything coming his way
  • and he shouldn’t feel apologetic about that
  • and that he shouldn’t listen to anyone who thinks otherwise
  • soooooo i mentioned before that he really doesn’t show much skinship in public
  • and i think that’s because he’s a lil shyyyyy
  • because for sure, his members would make fun him
  • and well, because strangers can see
  • when it’s just the two of you though
  • he’s very cuddly
  • like, sometimes y’all are on the couch with your legs on top of his and both of you sitting on each ends, and he never lets you move your legs because he likes the feeling of them against his
  • sometimes you’re lying down on his chest, with his left arm around your waist and his right one holding the phone up to his face
  • lets just say that everytime y’all are together a part of him has to be attached to any part of you 
  • imagine cuddling with him tho
  • doing those things i said ^^
  • huhuhuhuhuhu be my boyfriend donghyuck pls 
  • what about kisses tho
  • omg
  • i imagine your first kiss with donghyuck to be a light peck
  • and it was so so sudden 
  • like you were just so cute and your face was so close he couldn’t help himself
  • and you’re both a blushing mess after you realize what just happened 0_0
  • anddd it’s cute because he likes pecking you 
  • he just does it impulsively
  • not that it’s a bad thing
  • but it’s a bad thing for your health because everytime he does it you swear you lose at least 5 years of your life
  • and it honestly happens during moments when you least expect him to do it
  • like you’re in the middle of a daily roasting session and he suddenly leans in and pecks your lips and goes back to insulting you like it never happened
  • or when you’re trying to take the frying pan from him because he should rest and you really want to cook
  • or that time when you were putting on blush and was asking him if it was even on both sides
  • its not always on the lips though
  • like you were studying once and he walked by and suddenly pecked you on the cheek and went out without saying anything
  • only to return with pizza
  • or that time when you were carrying your groceries inside your apartment and you didn’t know he came over and he says hello by pecking your nose when you’re trying to put your keys on the table beside the door
  • moving on
  • dates with donghyuck vary 
  • you have your fair share of fancy restaurant dates, amusement park dates, movie dates, cafe dates, shopping dates, pokemon go dates, ice skating dates, laser tag dates, picnic dates, study dates
  • you know what i mean
  • but you’re favorite kind of date when you’re at home with him and pigging out and ranting about how the character is an idiot and just wearing your pjs smelling like utter crap bc none of you care 
  • because it’s laid back and you both don’t have to worry about being seen and don’t need to worry about how you look because you couldn’t care less if he looks like he doesn’t know what the hell a shower is
  • and he doesn’t give two shits if you smell like you don’t know what a shower is or maybe he does. he loves you, just pls, stop being stinky
  • another thing is i can see that he’s thoughtful but not that often
  • and it makes it more endearing
  • and his way is a bit unconventional, but still sweet if you think about it
  • like, he borrowed your phone and set an alarm 
  • but the alarm was him pterodactyl screaming
  • so, all in all, it was sweet of him to help you wake up for your 8am exam but you still want to have functioning ear drums
  • “did you make it in time?”
  • “yes i did. thank you, but next time, don’t scream at me pls”
  • “you’re welcome”
  • and you don’t notice it a lot, but he really listens to what you have to say he just makes it seem like he doesn’t know 
  • but on the inside he’s listing everything that comes out of your mouth
  • ‘so she hates pineapples on her pizza’
  • ‘oh okay her science teacher is giving her a hard time. i’ll ask jaemin if he can help her with science’
  • ‘she likes yeri noona’s hair color imma ask where she had it dyed’
  • ‘she likes taeyong hyung’s highlighter, imma ask the stylist what shade it is’
  • and then you’ll be surprised the next day or week after, he’s gonna bring up what you said 
  • and it’s honestly so sweet
  • he’s caring too
  • like he makes sure you eat well and on time
  • he even texts you to make sure because he’s killing himself with worry
  • and when you’re sick he brings soup over and tries to take care of you without catching whatever you have
  • and when he’s away he always texts you goodnight and tells you to text him if you’re on your way to school or if you’re heading home
  • or if you’re going out
  • actually even if he’s in korea or not, he always hast to be notified that you’re safe and sound in whatever place you went to
  • he even has your friends’ numbers saved on his phone so he can check on you when he’s far away
  • he even makes them promise to take care of you for him
  • you shouldn’t know that tho, so keep it a secret
  • and he always brings you stuff from abroad
  • sometimes its cute sometimes its random and just plain weird 
  • sometimes its weird but very useful
  • and he won’t admit that he got them because he thought of you when he saw it
  • how can something so evil be so fluffy
  • so all in all, he may be an evil, cocky, thoughtful, talented,caring, lowkey clingy guy
  • he’s still a wonderful boyfriend
  • and dating him?
  • it’s a damn wonderful long ass ride
The Rooftop (Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader)

Pairing: Poly!Hamilsquad x Reader

(Collab with @nonstop-smashing-expectations)

Requested?: ‘Hi! Can you write a poly hamilsquad fic that’s very angsty and sad? Maybe the reader gets into some type of accident?’ 

Prompt: Reader has been missing for the past hour and the boys find her about to jump.

Words: 2500+

Warnings: Depression, Suicide, Angst

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9:45 pm

Alexander was pacing the living room floor. His hands were feverishly running through his hair and he was murmuring to himself. Lafayette was scrolling through Facebook on his phone while he was lounging on the couch. John was in his studio painting while Hercules was taking a shower. It was a somewhat normal night for the four.

Except there was one person missing.

You.

You were supposed to be home an hour ago.  

You were never a forgetful person. You always showed up on time for things, sometimes early if you felt like it. But you were never a late person. Yes, you disliked your job, but it put money in your account so you couldn’t complain. You were the Chief Editor for a local newspaper, meaning that you control what was or wasn’t going to be published. There were a few people on the editing team that tries and boss you around when really it should be the other way around. You were soft-spoken and had an anxiety problem so it was an unlikely job for someone as quiet as you. But, your boss liked your creativity and put you as the Chief Editor with no second thought.  

Your boyfriends were very proud of you for getting such a high rank and even took you out to dinner to celebrate when you told them you got the job. Those boys, they loved you to the ends of this universe and back. Alexander smothers you in affectionate love letters and sonnets, John loves to paint and draw pictures of you, Lafayette likes to cook for you and sing to you when you’re tired, and Hercules always insists on making your clothes anytime you grow out of them. All four of them simply adored and loved you and each other to no end. Not many people understood the polysexuality and call it ‘cheating’ or something similar to ‘sister-wives’. Hell, your own parents disowned you for your sexuality and called you a whore. You ended up moving in with Alexander once he got his first apartment. That was a few years ago and you managed to move into a large apartment with all of your lovers living happily together.  

But, somehow, you weren’t happy.

Not with yourself.

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let’s kick it.

Originally posted by nctinfo

Anon said: Hii can i request a yuta scenario where he is just cocky af and a fuckboy but ends up being really sweet and you fall for him pls (:🌸

Yes, perfect. 

Pairing: Yuta/Reader

Word Count: 4100+

Summary: The end of the school year is approaching and the only obstacles ahead of you are graduation, prom, and Yuta. 


Senior year tends to be a bittersweet experience for most people, including yourself. You didn’t think it would fly by so fast and it’s all coming to an end after this week. With prom and commencement being the only things ahead of you, the feeling of relaxation is becoming a recurrence for you. You observe the surroundings of your associated student body room and think to yourself, “Hey, I’m probably not going to see any of these people for a very long time or never again!”. For you, it makes things a lot easier.

Going off to college with a clean slate and having the ability to showcase your introduction skills to new peers makes you content. Until you’re brought back to reality that one of your colleagues is coming with you for the ride. Yuta Nakamoto. It is unfair to say that you can’t stand the guy because you two have never properly met but…you can’t stand him. Knowing each other’s names is good enough for you. Having the opportunity to choose from 10 colleges that accepted him and the odds of him choosing the same college as you is highly unlikely. But, Lady Luck thought wrong. You catch him in the middle of the room discussing with fellow classmates on final prom preparations. He always tends to get loud and obnoxious over the smallest of things and today is no different.

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here for another minute (chuck bass drabble)

holy hell writing this drabble was so fun!!!! mostly bc ed westwick looks like a damn angel in that gif. i’m wet. bye. 

(pls remember none of the gifs are mine! love y’all!!)

“I wouldn’t want you dead” ft Chuck Bass

You and Blair were childhood friends and there wasn’t a thing you wouldn’t do for her. There were some things that you would protest very loudly, though. One of those things was play the stupid middle school game ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’ at her stupid Valentine’s Day Party. Your protests fell on deaf ears and Blair somehow convinced you to spin first.

“I really don’t want to do this…” You glare at Blair and she gives you a warm smile.

“Come on, it’ll be fun! I promise,” she giggles and walks you over to the circle that the rest of the party-goers had formed.

“Why is everyone so eager to play this stupid game? We’re not in middle school, hell we’re not even in high school anymore!” You scrunch up your face at all your potential picks.

“Because not everyone is a prude like  you,” you hear the venomous voice behind you and you grit your teeth, fists clenched at your sides as you stop walking.

“Now is not the time, Bass,” Blair glares at Chuck as he walks in front of you, looking you up and down.

“You look hot. I’m shocked,” he smirks, winking at you as you walk away. He was always mean to you in a playful sort of way, but after finding out that you came to B’s Valentine’s Bash with Carter, he’s been insufferable.

“God I fucking hate that prick,” you look over at Blair who’s giving you an apologetic smile.

“I never understood why you hate him so much,” she shrugs, sitting next to you in the circle.

“We’re polar fucking opposites, Blair. He’s literally the devil,” you mutter, glaring at Chuck as he sits a few people away from you.

“You’re not a complete angel, either love,” Blair whispers and rubs your thigh as she gathers everyone’s attention. “Alright everyone, let’s get this game started! My beautiful friend Y/N is gonna spin first!”

She hands you the bottle and you lean forward, spinning the bottle with just a hint of anger in mind. The bottle spins and spins and spins… and lands on Chuck.

“Fuck,” you clench your jaw as Chuck gives you a smug look, scoffing as though he thinks you wouldn’t do it. You stand and flip your hair over your shoulder. “Get off your ass, Charles.”

You walk over to the Waldorf’s massive closet as Chuck practically trips over his own two feet to make his way after you. He locks the closet and leans against the door.

“I gotta say, I didn’t think you’d do it.” Once again, his eyes rake up and down your body as you roll your eyes at him.

“Chuck shut up. We just have to spend seven minutes in here. You don’t have to talk to me,” you glare at him and turn away, walking to the end of the closet.

“Make me,” he shrugs, leaning against and empty coat rack, eyes not leaving your face. You roll your eyes and shake your head.

“What the hell has gotten into you, Charles?” You put one foot in front of the other, walking to him as though stalking your prey. “Why are you being a grade A prick?”

“I’m not Carter, Y/N. I won’t play the nice guy to get into your pants and then go back to being a prick. I am always a prick. It’s who I am,” he shrugs, a smug look on his face as you walk closer.

“Is that what this is about? Carter?” You stop a foot away from him, giving him an incredulous look.

“This is about the fact that you would bring him here as though you forgot what the fuck he’s done to us all,” he curses under his breath and pulls out a cigarette.

Originally posted by xxmmxv

He lights it, taking a hit and breathing out a cloud of grey smoke. It looked as though the cigarette was the only thing that would keep him sane, as though he couldn’t fathom what was happening around him. Every breath he took and let out was faced away from you, as though embarrassed. It physically pained him to put out the square as he forced himself to look back up at you.

“You brought him here despite the fact that he was willing to beat Nathaniel half to death because the kid couldn’t pay off his gambling debt. Your precious Carter was willing to stab me in the gut to keep me from testifying against him in court. But of course, that would probably be a point in his favor, huh? Because you fucking despise me. You despise me enough to want me–”

Your hand colliding with the side of his face brought his words to an abrupt halt. A light gasp left your lips as I realized what you’d just done, Chuck’s face slowly lifting back up to level with mine. A heartbeat passed in silence before Chuck cupped your face, crashing his lips against yours in a desperate frenzy. Before you know what’s going on, your fingers are tangled in his hair and his hands are cupping your ass. Your mouths are molding into each other after every breath, proving that there was a very VERY thin line between lust and hate.

You both pull back for a breath of air, a calming silence falling between you two as you study each other’s faces.

“I wouldn’t want you dead,” you whisper, placing gentle yet demanding kisses all along his jaw.

“Good,” he whispers breathlessly, lifting you up and wrapping your legs around his waist as he pushes you up against the door, your back thudding against it as you both chuckle.

Your lips move to his neck and he lets out a light moan, his grip tightening around your waist as you feel him grow against your panty-covered slit. One of his hands moves up and grabs your hair in a fist, pulling your head back and exposing the skin of your neck. You let out a loud gasp as he nips your jaw then your neck then the base of your throat. His lips move lower and before you can react, the door is opened causing you to fall flat on your back and Chuck to stay right on top of you. His hands formed a sort of cage around your shoulders to keep your head from getting hurt while his head is buried in your chest.

“Well well well,” Blair’s standing by your right shoulder with a key in her hand and a proud smirk on her precious face as she watches you two. “Bass you can move your head from down there.”

“Now why would I do that?” His voice comes out muffled as you chuckle, shaking your head.

Everyone was watching you, and you knew you had to move, but you would be okay with staying here for another minute.

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Yay for this new blog! Wishing y'all the best! ahh 😍 Can I pls request Jackson Wang jealous smut? Thank you lovelies xx

Originally posted by j-miki

Jacksonsnoona435- Did you see Jackson and ___ together? They were so cute ^^
Got7ornever- Woah can they go out already? I bet Jaebum is mad Jackson got to ___ First keke
Cookielover804- I hope ___ realizes how lucky she is. Our Jackson is such a sweetheart

“Wow I can’t believe they actually think we’re a couple” You chuckled as your body laid across the living room couch in got7’s new dorm. Scrolling through the comments underneath the new picture Jackson had posted of the two of you wearing matching black hoodies and army pants while sharing a large banana spilt dessert, you were surprised how many fans thought you and the idol were dating.

“I told you to change before we went out. But ‘no, this outfit made my butt look good Jackson’ so now look where that got us.” Jackson’s voice came from below as he sat crossed legged on the floor as his back rested against the leg of the sofa. Looking up at you with his adorable smile, he wasted no time in taking the phone away from your hands and looked at the comments. “Jackson oppa is so cool…No wonder ___ is in love with him’. Well I can’t argue with that I am pretty awesome.” His once cheeky grin turned cocky as he winked up at you only to earn a pillow thrown in his face.

“Oh please, clearly you’re the one in love with me. I mean…look at these abs” You playfully lifted up your shirt to reveal no abs what so ever, just a soft stomach which was slightly fuller due to the meal you two had not too long ago.

“Oh yes…very sexy indeed.” The brunette rolled his eyes before the sudden vibration of your phone in his hands made him turn his attention to it.

{New Message: Alex]: I can’t wait to see you tonight ;-)

[New Message: Alex]: You looked so pretty yesterday in class. Ah I couldn’t concentrate

“So you’re going out with Alex again huh? What is this? The fifth date?” Jackson questioned while getting up from the floor. Handing out the phone to you, you couldn’t contain the blush rising to your cheeks as you typed out a quick reply to Alex.

“Yeah, I think he might ask to finally be my boyfriend. I’m really nervous for tonight. I hope everything goes well.” You called out from the couch as you could hear the idol moving around the kitchen most likely getting something to drink. Once you saw him walk back into the room with two bottles of water, you took one from his hand with a thankful smile and sat up straight.

“Are you sure you even like the guy? I mean it’s only the fifth date anything can happen. Plus I heard he’s a huge flirt around campus.” Jackson spoke out as he made himself comfortable on the couch beside you. Making you move on the cushions so he could rest his head in your lap, you were quick to push him away to hear a small groan leave his mouth. “Oh come on, I’m only telling you the truth!”

“Whatever Jackson. I’m not going to sit here and listen to you talk crap about a guy, who I happen to like very much by the way, and you hardly even know. So you know what. I’ll just leave early and get ready for my date. I’ll see you later.” You replied while getting up from the couch to grab your things.

You could hear the brunette calling out your name from behind but his words prior had turned your mood. Closing the door harder than expected, the idol was now left by himself.

[Later that night]

[New Message to: Jackson <3] You were right….

[Text]: He already had a girlfriend. She showed up at the restaurant!

[Text]: I’m so embarrassed right now…I’m coming over. I just need someone to talk to.

-

“The little piece of shi-“

“Jackson, please. I just want to forget the whole thing happened. He wasn’t worth it anyways.” You mumbled as your stared down at your bare feet tapping against the rug in Jackson’s room. The moment you walked into the restaurant and saw Alex with his girlfriend should have been your signal to leave. But you were too foolish and walked up to the two. Alex knew he was caught red handed but his girlfriend was oblivious to the fact of you and him have been seeing each other for a few weeks.

Not one to cause drama in a public setting, you sat down with the two for a few minutes, using the excuse of dropping off notes to the boy so he wouldn’t have to explain to his girlfriend why he was meeting up with another girl at such a late hour. The act you put on was so good, his girl even gave you her phone number. Now, Shannon, has a permanent place in your contact list.

“I can’t believe you actually stayed that long. I swear, Y/N, you’re too nice sometimes.” Jackson caught off your train of thoughts as he wrapped an arm around you. Pulling you into his warm chest as he made you two lay down on his bed. The simple act alone wasn’t anything sexual. You and Jackson had been known to be two people who loved physical contact. Even with your friends from middle school, they gave you the nickname Koala because you always gave the best hugs.

Wrapping your arms around him, your head buried into the crook of his neck as you allowed two small tears to spill down your face. “I just feel so stupid. Why do I always end up with these types of guys. There must be something wrong with me.”

“No. Don’t say that. You’re perfect just the way you are. Sure, the guys you date are shitty. But that doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you. It’s them that has the issue.” Jackson’s breath danced against your shoulder as you felt his fingers tenderly running through your curled hair.

“You’re only saying that because you’re my best friend.” Your voice came out a soft whisper as you focused on the other’s gentle touches. Hearing something that sounded like an annoyed grunt coming from Jackson, you pulled back a little to look up and see his eyebrows pulled together as he seemed to be staring down at you in deep thought. “Jackson?”

“Do you think I only say these things because you’re my best friend? Really ____. Do you honestly think that’s the only reason?” He questioned as the hand stroking the ends of your hair traveled higher to the back of your neck as his index finger brushed against your skin.

“I…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You lied. You both knew it was a lie by the way your voice cracked the moment you felt his palm press down lightly as he gripped your neck to make you stare into his eyes.

“You know…” Jackson’s voice turned low and husky as his eyes stayed yours as he pulled you closer to his body. Using his free hand to hold onto your waist, a small smile was given as he watched your leg move to lay against his side. “I always get so jealous when I see you going out with these guys. How lucky they are to be in your presence and they don’t even know it.” He confessed as both of you began to breath harder and nothing but a simple change it position had happened.

“So… you’re jealous?” You bit down on your lower lip to conceal your grin. Everyone knew you had a crush on Jackson the moment you met him three years ago. Working for your father’s gym and training young adults over the summer. You would have never suspected Jackson Wang who was a rookie idol at the time to walk into the gym. One thing lead to another and the two of you ended up meeting once a month for workouts. Those workouts soon turned into hang outs with turned into you constantly staying at Got7’s dorm whenever the group wasn’t promoting. The two of you created a bond that was stronger than any friendship you’ve ever had.

A low chuckle left the young man’s lips as his tongue slipped out to tease you. “Me? Jealous?!…Of course, I was jealous. It should have been me taking you out of dates and treat you like the queen you are.  But with work, I knew it wasn’t right for me to confess and have you waiting here all the time while I’m overseas. I just couldn’t picture us being in a relationship where I’m never home to see you. You don’t deserve that. You should be with someone who has the time to spoil you and be there 24/7.” Jackson finally let the secret he’s been holding in for nearly two years spill as his grip around your waist tightened as though he was scared you were going to leave him. “I just want to see you happy. Even if that means it’s not with me.”

Watching as the brunette closed his eyes; waiting to hear your rejection. He inhaled deeply and let out a shaky breath as he felt you small hand cup his cheek.

“Jackson…Look at me.” You said his name softly and smiled when you saw his brown orbs again. Allowing your thumb to stroke over the rough stubble against his cheek. You loved seeing his bare face when he went without shaving for a few days. He may call them flaws but to you, it made him even more handsome. “Do you really think I wouldn’t be happy with you? I don’t care you have to travel all the time. Your job is very important and you’re doing what you love. As long as you’re happy that’s all I care about. So if that means I’ll only be seeing you a couple times a month once you guys start promoting again, I’m completely fine with that. I’ve liked you since they first day we meant, stupid.” You playfully flicked the idol’s forehead only to have him grab your wrist and flip the two of you over as he laid on top of you.

“So you like me too huh?” The confident smirk he had earlier that day made its appearance once again as you could feel Jackson’s heart beating. Wasting no time to claim your lips for a heated kiss. The desperation the two of you felt for those two and a half years had finally been released.

The night everything happened so fast. Clothes were thrown places neither of you cared about as your soft whimpers and his deep grunts filled the room. Exchanging meaningful ‘I love yous’ and ‘Let’s just stay like this a little longer.’ You were surprised none of the guys had walked in to see what was happening between the two of you.

“I love you so much,” Jackson whispered against your lips as his hips worked to hit deep within your walls. Making your legs wrap tightly around his waist, the sweat began to roll down the side of his face as he felt his release building up. Rough kisses were given to your mouth down to your collar bones as the brunette made sure to leave his mark in several places along your chest. You were his now and the scratch lines you left on his back proved he was yours.

“Come for me baby. I want you to come first.” He grunted as his pace quickened. Leaning back to reach his hand down to play with your clit. The teasing of his thumb brushing against the sensitive bud made your toes curl in ecstasy.

“Jackson…Please.”

“You’re almost there….Come for me”

“Fuck!” You hissed as your essence dripped down your thighs. Weak arms moving to wrap around the other’s shoulders. You held on tightly to him as your sensitive walls squeezed around his dick. Encouraging him to finish as well.

Hearing your love give his last grunt as you felt him suddenly pull out to coat your thighs with his own release. Both of you then collapsed on the bed and stared up at the ceiling.  Everything had changed now. Now longer were you two best friends. Instead, you were lovers. Or were you that already? The question was one both of you knew the moment Jackson turned on the bed too wipe away the sweat on your cheek and smiled

“So I guess this means we’re together now?”

“I guess so.”

“See, and you said my fans were crazy.” The brunette chuckled and held you close to his chest, only to receive a soft slap on the arm.

“Yeah, whatever…just don’t get cocky.”

“Um…it’s a little too late for that don’t you think, baby~”  

Party Monster (Colby Brock)

“Colby, I told you so many times already that I don’t want to go to this party, this paper is due at 8 a.m.” You said while sitting down at your desk and opening your laptop. “Babe, please? I want you to be there with me and I have to go, it’s for work.” Colby argued. He came up behind you and started gently massaging your shoulders, sensing how stressed you were about your deadline. Sighing heavily, you finally gave in. “Fine, I’ll go, but only if you promise that we leave by 10.” “Deal. I promise.” he replied while leaning down to kiss your cheek. You smiled to yourself as he left the room, pleased that you came to a compromise so easily. 

A few hours later, it was nearing the time to leave. You threw on some light makeup and stayed in the clothes you were already wearing, because you weren’t about to get all dressed up for a party you didn’t even want to go to. “You almost ready?” you called to him as you sat on the bed and pulled out your phone to check your notifications. You smiled as you saw your lock screen, which was a picture of the two of you, asleep on the couch together that your friend took when you first started seeing each other. 

“Yeah, let’s go,” Colby yells back before appearing in the doorway. “You look so good.” He says while looking you up and down dramatically. “Shut up, I’m wearing the same thing I was earlier, stop trying to sweet talk me. I still don’t want to go to this party.” you say while laughing. “Fine, let’s just go then. In my defense, you’ve looked hot all day.” He adds while following you out of the door and slapping your ass jokingly. You looked back at him and began to protest, but found him looking around with a smirk as if he had no idea what you were talking about. 

You grabbed his keys that he forgot on the way out the front door and tossed them over the car to him before climbing into the passenger seat. The short drive to the party was nice, as drives usually were for the two of you. He drove with one hand on the wheel and one on your thigh while music played quietly in the background. 

Before even pulling into the driveway, you could hear the pulsing music emanating from the house. “This doesn’t look like a work party, Colby.” you said while growing slightly more irritated. “I didn’t say it was a work party, I said it was for work, let’s just go in it will be fun.” He reasoned while squeezing your thigh and giving you a reassuring smile that you had to force yourself to return. 

Not two seconds after Colby knocked on the door, it swung open and you were greeted by two very drunk individuals that you had never met before, but who Colby seemed to know. You stood back as he greeted them before introducing you, and as you looked past them, all you could see was chaos. Colby had brought you to a complete rager and you were not happy about it. 

“Babe, what the fuck?” you yell over the music, clinging to his arm as he led you through the house. “I’m so sorry, I really didn’t think it was going to be this wild. I’ll make it up to you, i promise.” You were about to reply when you were cut off by a group of about seven or eight guys all yelling, “COLBY” One of them emerged from the group and proceeded to greet Colby, who you still had a very tight grip on. “What’s up bro, glad you could make it, why don’t you come out to the backyard with us, we were just starting another game.” He reeked of alcohol. A game of what? you thought, but Colby had already agreed to it. “Y/N, I promise I’ll only be gone for 20 minutes, tops.” He says. His eyes were pleading with you. “You better take me somewhere quieter first.” You muttered, completely over the night already. You were planning to just work on as much of the paper as you could from your phone. 

He led you to an outer area of the house and to a large sectional couch with only a few people on it, it was much quieter than the main rooms. “I’ll be back soon.” he said and went to turn around. you stop him and wrap your arms around him for a hug, because being in a quieter part of the house had calmed your nerves. Before pulling away you said into his ear, “Be smart, and remember, you drove.” “I will.” he answered with a smile and left the room, disappearing entirely into the crowd. 

When you looked up from your phone a while later, it was 11:30pm. You had managed to finish most of your paper on the google docs app, but had completely lost track of time. Where the fuck is Colby? You wondered, hesitant to get up from the couch. You grew frustrated, because he claimed to only be 20 minutes, but had been well over two hours, and the two of you were supposed to have left at 10. What the fuck is he doing that’s more important than my deadline, and our promise?  You though to yourself. 

You got up from the couch and walked out of the room into the crowd. Immediately, the music grew ten times louder and you were being shoved back and forth by everyone. You crossed your arms in front of your chest in defense and started asking people if they had seen Colby. Many gave you confused looks or a half hearted “I don’t know” while you knew that they hadn’t listened to you. Finally you saw one of the men from the group earlier and approached him. “Have you seen Colby?” You yelled, trying to be heard over the music. The man turned to you and gave you a smile that made your stomach turn. “So you’re Colby’s girl, huh?” he prodded. “Yeah, have you seen him?” You spat back. You were not in the mood tonight. 

“He’s in the backyard, through that door.” he said while pointing to a door at the far end of the room. “Thanks.” you replied as you pushed past him and others while trying to make it to the door.

You turned the handle and flung it open. You walked out into the yard looking for him and your attention was drawn to a familiar large group of men yelling in the back corner of the yard. As you got closer you noticed a familiar head of hair throwing back a shot. “COLBY” you screamed, drawing everyone in the yard’s attention to you. Colby spun around. He seemed shocked to see you standing there. “I was just about to come and find you!” he exclaimed, slurring his words. “You were supposed to come back two and a half hours ago, what the hell are you doing out here?!” you yelled back. You were fuming. You could not believe that he had actually gotten drunk instead of coming back to get you. “I was pl-playing a game, but I kept losing.” He confessed. “How many drinks did you even have, you’re fucking wasted.” You asked, still yelling as you got closer to him. “I only had, like, 7 shots.. or 8. I don’t remember. Come play with us, this game is really fun if you don’t lose.”

“Im not playing shit, get up, we’re leaving.” You asserted. “You’re no fun..” He mumbled as he got up and stumbled towards you. You caught him and wrapped his arm around your shoulder so you could help him back to the car. “If I were you, I would stop talking.” You said as you opened the door and helped him in. You fished his keys out of his pocket and climbed into the driver’s seat. 

The car ride home was silent, except for the sound of the car accelerating and decelerating. At one moment, Colby tried to reach over and grab your thigh, to which you swatted his hand away. “No, Colby. That isn’t going to fix this, not this time.” “Bu-” he tried to protest, but you cut him off by continuing, “I hate when you do this, you said It wouldn’t happen again. You left me all alone for two hours. TWO HOURS. Way past when we were supposed to leave and I come to find out it was because you were downing shots in some stupid drinking game? You promised me that you wouldn’t do this just like you promised that we were leaving at 10.” You took a deep breath after your rant and looked at him expectingly as you pulled into the driveway. “Well?” You questioned. “I said I was sorry and that it won’t happen again, what else do you want me to say!?” He shouted, his voice filled the small car. “I want you to keep your fucking promises!” You yelled back, louder than he did while getting out of the car and slamming the door behind you. 

“Oh my god, can you just relax?” He yelled while following you into the house. Halfway up the stairs, you stopped and turned around. “Did you just tell me to relax?” You shouted, trying to keep your voice down to avoid waking the roommates. “Yeah, it’s not that big of a fucking deal!” he challenged and slammed the front door shut. “Be quiet! You’re going to wake everyone in this house up! You knew I have a deadline for this paper tomorrow that is extremely important to me, you knew that I was stressed out about it and you knew that I didn’t even want to be at that party and you still begged me to go so you could go and do this,” You waived your hands in front of you gesturing to him and the state he was in. 

“So don’t tell me to fucking relax and don’t try to tell me that this isn’t a big deal!” You screamed. Your voice and anger rose with every word. “I hate who you are when you drink, i’m not even talking to Colby right now, I don’t even know who you are! Colby would never talk to me like this!” You continued. “Fuck, i’m sorry, okay? I can’t take it back now but I won’t do it again.” he claimed as he followed you up the stairs and to his room. You ran into his room, still yelling, “You’re right it won’t happen again, and you’re going to think about how you’ll make this up to me while you sleep on the couch tonight.” You met him at the doorway and shoved a pillow against his chest. 

“You can’t kick me out of my own room.” he argued. Sam emerged from his door while rubbing his eyes. You ignored him, and focused back on Colby. “I can and I just did, I have a paper to write in here. Maybe Sam will let you sleep with him.” You said to him, lowering your voice as you realized how loud the two of you were being. “Fuck.” Colby whispered, taking his pillow and walking past a very confused Sam and down the stairs. 

Much later, the sound of groaning woke you up. You did not remember falling asleep, but as you tried to sit up, you realized that you were covered in papers and your laptop was still on next to you. You rubbed your temples as you remembered your surroundings and what had happened just hours before. You were so embarrassed and decided that you would apologize to everyone once they had gotten up in the morning. 

You began to sort through the papers on your bed, but stopped because you heard the faint sound again. You brushed it off and placed your papers and laptop on the desk. As you were plugging your computer in, you heard “No!” Coming from downstairs. You froze. That was Colby, you were sure of it. “No! Please!” You heard again. You dropped the cord and ran out of the room, hurrying down the stairs. You followed the sound to the TV room, where you found Colby, shirtless and drenched in sweat, still yelling. 

“Hey! Baby, wake up!” you pleaded, shaking him in an attempt to pull him from whatever nightmare he was having. His eyes shot open, and he looked terrified. Immediately, he sat up, looking confused and shaken. Seeing him like this made your heart shatter. “What just happened?” You whispered, climbing onto the couch next to him. “I had a dream– a nightmare, and you were hit by a drunk driver, and when I went to the hospital they wouldn’t let me see you, and they told me that you were brain dead.” He said all in one breath. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him closer to you. His arms snaked around you and held you tightly. He was still shaking. “It was just a dream, I’m still here, right?” you reassured him while rubbing soothing circles in his back. You knew that you hadn’t forgiven him yet, but that could wait. He needed you right now. “Let’s go upstairs?” you suggested. “I can come back to bed?” He asked, looking relieved. Instead of answering, you took his hand and led him up the stairs and into his room. Once in bed he laid on top of you and you scratched his back trying to help him fall asleep. “I’m sorry” you heard him say, his voice muffled against your chest. You pressed a kiss to the top of his head and whispered, “I know.” 

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