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recommended reading~

while you’re waiting for me to post or just looking for suggestions, i hope this helps! it took me ages to compile and i’ll update as i come across new pieces, so i hope that both readers and writers alike appreciate this’=) as a reader i know how satisfying it is to read quality fics, and as a writer i know how gratifying it is when someone acknowledges your work. i’ll be honest, it’s mostly smut and lots of fantasy!au because i am a mermaid princess, so of course i’m always thirsty; BUT it’s not all that this list is, i assure you there’s a nice mix of everything~

love always, 토끼 언니

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last edited may 16 ′17 (top three are new)

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**if you have written or read any scenarios/fics of any genre for SF9, IKON, VARSITY, B.A.P, PENTAGON, VAV, or NCT please send them to me!! these groups need more love!!!


professor turned call boy (smut) || @aegyotrashcan

i can SO see taeyong as a strict prof omg, and this just in time for finals too ;)

lightweight two (smut) || @btssmutgalore

okay this was a lot angstier than i thought it was going to be but the storyline is good i enjoyed it. this one is for you jungkook noonas~

my teddy bear (smut) || @hyungjooki

points for creativity, wow this opened my eyes to a new world. didn’t exactly match changkyun but this deserved a spot on the list~

rhythm (smut) || @onlylovekpop

I AM SCREAMING SO MUCH CAN THIS BE MY LIFE PLEASE wow i’m not sure i’ve felt SO in tune with Y/N before lol. she actually felt like me this time. i’m always down for jooheon and you should be too.

nude two (smut) || @btssmutgalore

okay i’m not into sexting nor did i ever think i would be, but this scenario has changed my life!! accidentally sending taehyung a nude is actually the best thing ever, wow. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS PIECE. it’s so well written, 10s all around. the dialogue is A+++++++

forbidden (smut) || @btssmutgalore

hoseok is one of your brother’s (taehyung) best friends and it’s hard to deny each other when you’re both around each other so often..

a secret || @stormae

MAE NEVER DISAPPOINTS!! college!nct and some sicheng yes please! technically there is slight smut but truthfully i think it’s the build up that makes it feel so intense so if you’re not in the mood for heavy stuff you should definitely read this.

control (smut) || @jungblue

i usually steer clear from dom!reader pieces because it’s not me at all BUT if i ever did venture out to try myself as a switch this is exactly how i think it would go down, realistically. i really really enjoyed this jimin one~

taste (smut) || @jungblue

poly!taegi help loosen you up while studying so ya know, so you can uh,, think better..:.

step-brother (smut) || @idolimagines

i actually read this one a long time ago but i lost it, but i found it!! so much angst and tension with soon-to-be stepbrother!jaebum oh my eff. it’s a mini series and markson have notable characters throughout! i cried a lot, i loved this so much.

arrangement (smut) || @the-goddesswrites

call boy!hyunwoo is already a yes please BUT this storyline makes it 10,000x better oh my gosh please read this. the appreciation i have for this piece is through the roof.

daddy devil one two (smut) || @dom-joonie

i am such a power sub and this gives me life!!! devil!namjoon ruler of all 7 levels of hell? how can you not be intrigued by this one. (i’m not super into “daddy” but i like the dynamics i just personally prefer another name haha)

the boy next door (smut) || @hansolmates

ROOMMATE!HANSOL!!! this one is so well written with such a good storyline and character development ah. jeonghan+jisoo have active parts in this as well. i cried too but what’s new lol.

misunderstandings (smut) || @hallyuwriters

if you’re new here, know now that i am SO into fantasy au. especially werewolf!! so here’s a mildly angst-ish vampire!you and werewolf!taehyung.

call boy (smut) || @caliboyjaeffrey

rylee and these nct call boy fics are gonna be the death of me. sicheng is such a sweetie, my gosh.

bonus round (smut) || @bxebxee

if i harbored feelings for hoseok this long i too would also give in at the stairwell *insert upside down smiley*

impatient (smut) || @bxebxee

royalty!au and prince taehyung, oh gosh. you’re betrothed to each other and he writes you private letters and ahh i am a mess already please read just read

wait for it (smut) || @workofteaguk

i am such a sucker for royalty!au and with  prince jungkook? hell yeah i’m going to love it. you’re also a princess, how can you not enjoy this one! there’s mild angst but hang tight because it all works out in the end!

call boy two (smut) || @caliboyjaeffrey

so this one was actually on the list AGES ago but sweetheart went and added a second part AND I LOVE IT EVERY BIT AS THE FIRST!! you need to read it!!1! but i do need to warn you that taeyong AND yuta are in this so you will have to wear your seatbelts okay bbies~

face riding (smut) || @17mounteens

there is so much more than just face riding lol but this minghao one shot is well written (as with everything else admin scooter writes – quality). i feel like minghao deserves more writers.. but yeah hehe

thin walls (smut) || @chokemewithjaehyunschoker

neighbor!jaehyun (i might have a thing for neighbor!jaehyun idk this is like the second one haha). this one was very different from the usuals, really really recommend~

jailbreak two || @jooheonster

criminal!jooheon. security guard!you (but you quit after the first, js). this two parter actually takes place like a year a part but that makes it even better? so much tension and feels my gosh.

on a dare (smut) || @badgirlfanfics

this wasn’t even supposed to be angst but i cried?? kihyun being an ass is amusing as always but this felt so real? ANYWAY the storyline is ridiculously good, the smut is amazing, and wah it’s just perfect in every way ok.

shotgun under the blood moon two (smut) || @2badseoulsad

okay i was so conflicted on whether or not to put my own writing but if you only ever read one thing by me LET THIS BE IT. smoker!taehyung but of all the other boys make notable appearances. it’s smut, but it’s funny too, and ah please just read this i promise you’ll enjoy it ok. probably the peak of my writing career.

say his name || @haeng-syo-peace

this fic is the reason i opened this blog to start writing again i kid you not. a must read. it has EVERYTHING in it, and copious amounts of angst and smut. jiho and namjoon!

sins and virtues (smut) || @blackpearl-scenarios

demon!namjoon, i’m kinda emo over this one.

passion (smut) || @deathbyyoongi

hobi angst-fluff-smut done proper!! realistic but dreamy, ah, i love it.

until we meet again || @alienpikachu

this ghost!taehyung piece will rip your heart out and piece it all together again and you’ll be crying and you’ll love it ok.

i don’t bite || @alienpikachu

eeeee vampire!yoongi and guess who delivers his packages..

tinder 2.0 (smut) || @tayegi

a fabulous concept with some angst and jungkook!!

adoration (smut) || @pleaseseokjin

werewolf!seokjin is your boyfriend but watch out for namjoon bc he’s in heat…

time of the month (smut) || @no-more-cream

werewolf!jimin yessss. also appearances by the other two rotten maknae.

why not? two (smut) || @monbebeaf

best friend!changkyun is so comforting and i need him in my life ahh.

territory (smut) || @imaginethisbts

dogboy!taehyung is such a cute concept ugh.

talk dirty to me (smut) || @idolized-scenarios

kiseok(simon d) and that low voice comE ON.

with love and money (smut) || @jaebumgotme

sugar daddy!yoongi realness. it’s got a good storyline, and yonni paints beautiful pictures in your head i’m tellin’ u~

blue bloods (smut) || @jaebumgotme

why do i love when jimin is abrasive but not? tbh pretty sad.

i’m not a kid, two (smut) || @drquinzelharleen

businessman!jungkook as your boss’ son with an actual storyline yay!!

scent, sweat, heat (smut) || @itsyvvngis

werewolf!jungkook dramaaaaa. chimchim makes an appearance too~

feelings || @tenpioca

this soulmate!donghyuck(haechan) is next level, really love the concept!

not to be || @tenpioca

ah soulmate!jaehyun for when things seem bleak but you just gotta make things happen.

soon, two, three ,four || @blubeeny

this novella should be published my gosh it’s flawless! romance, heartache, smut, fluff, it’s got everything. probably the truest piece to minhyuk as fiction can get~

from dust to dust || @jungkxook

warlock!jimin has my heart torn. there’s some smut in here but it’s light.

claimed (smut) || @ellieljade

tbh jimin is a real brat and gets jealous bc of how flirty hobi is around you but of course my heart is still fluttering after finishing this so..

elevator rides and expert tongues (smut) || @mystikimagines

a classic. oh yoongi…

roommates? two (smut) || @keurimnsuga

THIS ICONIC TWO PARTER WAS THE BEGINNING OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP. it holds a very dear place in my heart. also, who doesn’t want taehyung as a roommate.

princess (smut) || @daddyjooheon

jooheon is my ult so of course this is in here.

color you mine (smut) || @noir0neko

teacher!jimin oh be still my beating heart!

below zero (smut) || @noir0neko

in a world where you’re both rich but of course you’re still not enough (to everyone but taehyung). super angsty but i love hurting myself so

void, two, three || @ncttrashaf

if you like dying here’s a johnny trilogy. eloquently written though, bless~

just one day (smut) || @t-o-p-madam

I HAVE NEVER CRIED MORE AND LOVED IT SO MUCH. i’m not trying to shove this one down your throat but it’s perfect and you’re missing out. boyfriend!hyunwoo is so realistic and maybe that’s why it kills me.. (also, this deserves SO many more notes than it has?? wtf i don’t understand)

holier than thou || @stormae

tattoo artist!ten needs soo much more appreciation ahh a true work of art~

hellion (smut) || @stormae

demon!ten sounds hot (and it is wow) but tbh i cried at the ending.

salt and iron || @i-would-rather-be-queen

bodyguard!jooheon is something you didn’t know you wanted until now.

inbetween (smut) || @bangtanboysboo

i am literally mega heart eyes for every fantasy!au this fairy dumpling(i hope you take that as a compliment?) writes. nymph!taehyung on this piece, eek!

instinct (smut) || @bangtanboysboo

it’s mating season and both you and your mate werewolf!jungkook are going crazy. werewolf!jimin is your brother. i’ve read this one so many times you’d think i’d have it memorized by now but nope.

strangers (smut) || @the95liner

wealthy and sophisticated jimin yes please. also, you’re in art curator, go you! i thoroughly enjoyed this one.

the switch (smut) || @kookingtae

IF UR INTO SCI-FI AND STAN BTS THEN DIS 4 YOU B

the equation of love || @kookingtae 

professor!yoongi gosh this series has dragged my heart over the whole damn creation, i love death.

la douleur exquise (smut) || @kookingtae

okay i’m really not one for “the other woman” type scenarios but frick man, this one got me crying on my knees. taehyung angst ouch.

triplicity (smut) || @kainks

poly!yoonseok, honestly i’d probably make a deal out of something dumb like this too so #relatable.

just like honey (smut) || @taehyugme

a proper sugar daddy!seokjin

mine (smut) || @whoistaehyung

super intense alpha werewolf!namjoon. i really enjoyed the detail of character rank, it added to the story a lot. werewolf!jaebum is in here too but it’s not about him.

a sip from the grail (smut) || @asexpectedofthestork

being a donor to vampire!jungkook just got a little more exciting..:.

delicacy || @failaise

very unique vampire!jooheon, really beautifully written~

internet fiend || @thedreadedsweaterinyourcloset 

neighbor!jaehyun steals your wifi to watch porn, giving you viruses lol. v entertaining!

McCall Pack, Meet Riverdale

Summary: Your the sister of the late Allison Argent. Soon after her death your father, Chris Argent, Isaac Lahey and you move to France. Not long after you find yourself living with your Dad in his hometown. While Riverdale doesn’t have a supernatural mess, it sure does have a strange and mysterious murder.

Characters: daughter!reader x chris argent, reader x undetermined love interest, Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, and Allison Argent (mentioned)

Words: 1933

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or the characters. I do not own Riverdale OR the characters, the show is based the Archie Comics which I do not own either. I also do not own any gifs, images or songs that may appear.

Warnings: possible swearing, mention of death, mention of murder, angst. Angry reader and allusion to the murder of Jason Blossom.

Author: Caitsy

Tagging: Ask if you want to be removed or added! At the bottom.

A/N: I’ve completely fallen in love with Riverdale mainly because I grew up reading the comics. IT’S AMAZING! With that being said I will be taking requests for Riverdale!

This is to hold you guys over because Ash and I will be unavailable for a little way. I have tons of homework and I’m not at liberty to say what Ash is busy at!

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You were humming to yourself as you walked into your house in the town that mimicked Beacons Hills just without the supernatural element. You had moved here when your dad decided moving to his hometown would be ideal following the harsh ending of your family. It wasn’t anything bad other than Allison had died and you wanted out. Riverdale was interesting but not like the dangers of living in Beacon Hills.

“Hey Dad?” You called from the porch. It had a few hidden places holding some weapons just in case.

“Sweetheart.” Your dad, Chris, asked from the dining room table. On the table was a bunch of weapons laid out to be cleaned, “Anything I can do for you?”

“I see it’s the weekly cleaning.” You chuckled as your eyes caught sight of Allison’s beloved Chinese daggers, “Want to order out?”

“Sure.” He chuckled tapping your nose, “You know what I like.”

You laughed before picking up the phone to call Pop’s diner. It was a short wait before you were able to place the order with the waitress. You were pretty sure she was the new waitress.

“It will be ready in twenty minutes.” She replied before the two of your exchanged goodbyes.

You sat at the table going about cleaning the weapons along with your dad. It was second nature and a bonding experience from the moment you learnt what the Argents really did. It was so second nature that your mind went back to the group of friends you had left behind.

Beacon Hills had been the first place that had become a strong permanent home since the moment you made friends. You cherished the times of happiness you had with your older sister and the pack. In the wise words of Robert Frost, nothing gold can stay. It was true.

“Do you want to go practice shooting?” Your dad asked nonchalantly.

“So soon after that death?”

“We’ve delt with worse and you know it.” He pointed a knife at you, “A murder like this is a hell of lot more welcome that the supernatural.”

“Someone still died.” You grumbled slumping down in your chair.

Chris sighed before glancing at the clock watching his remaining child sulk. Both had changed after Allison’s death for the better if you looked at it one way. It didn’t mean it didn’t hurt when her birthday rolled around and each locked themselves in their rooms.

“Go pick up the food.” He sighed tossing a pair of keys to you.

Without looking you caught them and hastily grabbed one of Allison’s daggers and pushing it into your boot. You quickly inserted the key to the car and drove the distance to the only good diner in town.

You sat there remembering the last time you had drove yourself, well more accurately when you drove. Stiles had been knocked out cold with an attack from the supernatural and you practically did illegal stunts to make it to the hospital.

“Get over it.” You mumbled to yourself as you opened the door of the diner. Inside was a remotely busy rush following the welcome back dance.

You hated dances. The last one your were at was sophomore year with Allison.

“Y/N!” Pop’s grinned, “You’ll have to hang tight, the deep fryer wasn’t working for a couple minutes.

You chuckled before settling into a booth with a good view outside. You watched as a group of teens laughed as they walked into the diner. You saw the resident hot shot Archie Andrews as his friends. Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper and Jughead Jones. You shifted as they sat int the booth across from yours. It reminded you of your favourite times with the pack.


It was late when the pack dragged their asses to the diner that sold adequately healthy fast food. A lot of your were limping or injured in some kind of way following the shit kicking you had received against the Alpha pack. Thankfully all was right again…for now.

“Is my head supposed to hurt this much?” Stiles groaned shaking his head as Scott patted his bed friend on the back.

“You were knocked unconscious in a car accident. It’s safe to say that yes it should be for the next little while.” Lydia chuckled as she fixed her hair once more.

“What happened to you guys!” A young waiter exclaimed at the sight.

“We were playing a game of football.” You lied quickly.

Placing your orders in you all began to laugh tryng to ease the heightened feelings from the win you had managed. It was a shame everyone was under age and the diner didn’t sell alcohol because you could use some. Inside you all had different kinds of drinks.

“To a safe Beacon Hills!” You exclaimed clinking glasses with everyone.

“For now.” Stiles said meetings everyone’s eyes, “We killed ourselves and came back. It’s going to get a lot worse isn’t it.”

“We can face it. Together. We’ll come out the same.” You said before taking a long sip of your milkshake.

Boy were you wrong on that one.


You shuffled as a tear rolled down your cheek and you brushed it off. You hated thinking of those times at the same time. You missed them so much but in agreement with your dad you both needed to be away. It couldn’t be going to bad given no calls had happened.

“Y/N right?”

You looked over to see Betty looking at you concerned. The others watched the interaction with the same expectations. Veronica and Archie had already tried to make friends with you when you arrived in the summer but you wouldn’t have it.

“Yes.” You grumbled irritated by the tears wanting to move down your cheeks.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine.” You practically hissed before pulling the sleeves of your sweater down further, “Go back to gossiping.”

“We aren’t gossiping, man your one very angst teen.” Jughead said watching you.

“Says you.You’ve been attached to your computer since that kid was killed.”  You groaned leaning back but it stopped when the diner door slammed open with a strong force.

It was too strong so you were on your feet in a defensive position with the Chinese dagger neatly swinging in your hand. You heard a gasp from Betty as the dagger glinted in the dark lighting. Your head tilted as the frantic person landed their eyes on you with a friend sharing the same movements.

“Scott? Stiles?” You exclaimed shocked before the spazzing teenager harshly dragged you out of the diner. A concerned and worried Archie Andrews frantically followed you out with his friends.

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anonymous asked:

Are your commissions open? Sorry if I'm asking a dumb question. I love your art!

Nope, commissions are closed and will be until after we move. It’s a very stressful time for both of us right now so please be patient and hang tight, i will get back to them eventually! Hopefully with a new price chart as well! 

Crash

@talortut​ asked:  Hi! I love your blog <3 If you’re still taking requests, I would love to see some sick/hurt/exhausted/whatever Lance with the line “You’re gonna crash" from the starters. :)

((Thank you for the prompt SOMEHOW THIS TURNED INTO A 2400K LANGST/ KLANCE FIC BUT LMAO))

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Rocket Men: Part One

Summary: Internationally celebrated crew of Patriot Three, a rag-tag group of astronauts, assimilate back into life on Earth after months in space.

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Chris “Thor” Odinson, Tom “Loki” Odinson, Wanda Mamixoff, Scott Lang, Clint Barton, Bruce Banner, and more.

Warnings: space related nerdery, violence, sex, drugs, drinking, cheating, lying, humor, angst, language, sadness, happiness, and more. Reader beware.

Author’s Note: Well, well, well. Here we are, sitting on the brink of the future. I (among of a bunch of you) am obsessed with space. I wanted to be an astronaut as a child but it turns out, you have to like… know stuff… to go to space so I will forever be stuck to planet Earth. So, second best, you get a series where I live out my fantasies of being apart of the NASA/Space exploration family.

Please note: This series is set in the year 2060 and it is really, really, really the definition of an “au” (alternate universe), so much so… you could call it… original content. **GASP.**

I got a lot of feedback about this series and I am super excited to see it come to life. Not only will I be posting the main story line, I will be creating other things to really bring my ‘verse to life like: interviews with the astronauts, profiles, letters, articles, etc.

I’m sorry @vintagevalentinexx. <3

Enjoy, Earthlings. -Ash

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I am in the other category
Not forever, nor always
Not first or second

No hard feelings, right?
Don’t take it to heart
but the truth is
that’s right where it starts

I am nobody’s first choice
I’m always second guessed
Calling out for someone to see
See some good in this mess

I am either the center show
or no show at all

When I reach for someone to see, I don’t reach for them with both arms. I reach for them with one, blindly thinking that the person I am reaching for will pull me with all of their strength. But what if their love for me isn’t strong enough and I am simply tugged all the way by. What if I don’t hang on tight enough and it simply becomes my fault instead of theirs? I reach everyday but I can never latch on tight enough to stay put. I slip everyday until I am nothing to anyone and but everything to no one. Anyone meaning the people I already know and no one meaning the people who wish they could help me but never do. So maybe I’m not everything to them. Maybe no one will ever see and I am just meant to be tugged by like a paper doll.

I’m always the other option and it’s because I wait for someone to make me their forever and always. That has to change, because I can not be in this position forever. I must break free from this label, and reach my full potential all by myself, with both hands.

—  Titanium, ultra-mckenzie-me 
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Episode 2 - Episode 3 - Episode 4 
Words: 2085
Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, High School!Au

“-therefore the soldiers began putting a bucket of water near the machine gun and it wasn’t until 1942 that th-”

Yoongi holds in a yawn, eyes trailing outside until a sudden bang jolts him out of his drowsy daze. He turns to the source of the sound, a girl who just slammed the door open and the teacher frozen at the front of the classroom. He turns back to look outside but then does a quick double take when he realizes that girl is you.

“What ar-” Before he can string words together, you’ve stormed up to his desk and slammed a hand down.

“Listen. I can’t join you after school today.”

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Wait

Originally posted by wkom


Jeff Atkins x Reader
Request: Could you do jeff x reader where they’ve been best friends since they were kids but she’s dating Monty and jeff hates him but doesn’t wanna let her know, so they kinda drifted slightly, then something happens n Monty and her break up and jeff kisses her in the heat of the moment at a party in the middle of everyone
Word Count: 2,023
A/N: Not even going to lie, spent all day on this one! I’m really trying my hardest to get an imagine out a day and it’s so much work lol. Hopefully this is a good one, I have a few other requests I’m going to be working on so if you’ve requested something hang tight please! I’m trying my hardest to get everything out. Sorry for any mistakes, I literally had to retype this like five times. I hope you all like this one, enjoy! :)
Warnings: None
Italics = You, Bold = Jeff, Italicized Bold = Monty

           You and your boyfriend, Montgomery De La Cruz, walked down the Liberty High hallway hand in hand. To you, it was a perfect relationship. You’d always thought that both of you complimented each other perfectly, and frankly you knew you had changed him. Despite what others said about Monty, he was different. Sure, he had slight anger issues, but he could control them. The biggest thing he had learned during your relationship was self control and you were so proud of him. Both of you stopped when you reached your locker, you’d let Monty push you up against the metal and lean in for a deep, passionate kiss. It didn’t bother you that other people were watching, Monty loved showing you off to others so you were used to it. When he pulled away, both of you were out of breath and you smiled. “You know I’m hanging out with Jeff today, right?” His body became tense as he nodded. You knew he didn’t really approve of you spending one on one time with another guy, but Jeff Atkins was your childhood friend and you needed to make time for him too. “Well, he’s coming. We’re going to hang out now babe,” you giggled looking at him. He whined before giving you one last peck on the lips, “Have fun, I’ll call you later okay?” “Okay, love you!” “Love you too.” He walked away just as Jeff had gotten to your locker, you could see them give each some sort of glare, but you just shrugged it off. “Hey Jeff, how are you?” you stood up in front of your locker, grinning up at him. His face started to relax when he looked at you, and you were glad you couldn’t feel any negative tension. “I’m better, now.” You laughed and tugged on his jacket, “You ready?” He followed you out and you both of you started to walk to your house. “So….I was thinking and I can to the conclusion that we should watch something scary tonight, I’m in the mood.” You wiggled your eyebrows and Jeff laughed. “I don’t think your boyfriend would appreciate you cuddling under me, even if it is because you’re scared.” Gasping, you put a hand over your chest, “How dare you underestimate me! I’ll prove to you I’m not a scaredy-cat!” He shook his head, chuckling at your cuteness. Picking you up, he threw you over his shoulder, “Whatever you say princess.” The nickname he gave you stuck with you throughout your childhood, so it didn’t bother you. You kicked your legs and yelled, “Jeff put me down!” Looking around you, it was obvious people thought you guys were a couple. You decided a long time ago that you wouldn’t let things like this bother you because you loved Monty and he knew that, and that’s really all that mattered.
           When the two of you had reached your house, Jeff put you down so that you could open the door. You guys walked in and he immediately laid down on the couch. “It’s been awhile since we’ve been able to hang out. We’re drifting don’t you think?” “Everything happens for a reason.” You eyed him suspiciously, confused about what he was getting at. “What are you trying to say?” “Nothing, what do you want for dinner?” Walking over to the drawer, you pulled out a menu for your favorite Japanese restaurant. You had decided to forget about what he had said earlier but you knew it would bother you. “I think we should order sushi, trust me, you’ll love it.” he gave you a thumbs up, taking the menu to browse his options. “I’m paying!” You both shouted in unison, and you giggled. “Split the bill?” You asked, but of course he denied. Jeff always ended paying for the food. He never let you pay, and at times it made you feel bad. But on the other hand, it made you smile that he insisted on being the gentleman.
Later on, when you both had finished eating, you let Jeff pick out a movie for you two to watch. He picked out a scary movie, as you requested, called ‘The Strangers.’ You were almost positive that you would get scared, but you were determined to prove Jeff wrong. That was definitely easier said than done. Not even halfway into the movie you were shaking, and hiding behind Jeff. He laughed and offered to hold you but you refused saying that you weren’t scared. As soon as the movie was over, you got up to turn the lights on. “That was the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” “I knew you’d be scared.” You shook your head while walking back over to him, “It’s late we should get to bed.” “Alright, I’ll take the couch.” Pouting you looked at him, “You can’t make me sleep alone, in the dark.” “Why? You scared?” He smirked, thinking the situation was funny.  “Shut up and hold me.”
           The next morning you woke up with your limbs tangled with Jeff’s. It was weird because you were used to feeling Monty’s body against you. He had a tight grip around your waist and it took a while before he let you get up. He groaned at the lost of contact and you giggled looking at him. “Mom made pancakes; I’ll race you to the kitchen!” You got a head start as he jumped off the couch and ran after you.
           Sunday night approached way too quickly and already Jeff was on his way out of the door. He had stayed at your house for the whole entire weekend. It wasn’t weird at all considering you guys were childhood friends and your parents loved him. They thought it was a good thing that you had put aside time to spend with your best friend. You stepped towards him, giving him a big hug before he left. “I’ve missed you, you know. I’m glad we got to spend time together. Stop being a stranger!” “I won’t, I promise. See you tomorrow.” You waved at him as he left to go home, “See you tomorrow!”
           To say this week had been hard was an understatement. Everything had seemed to be going downhill for you and you were really hitting rock bottom. Your grades were slipping, teachers kept on piling up the homework and not to mention Jeff won’t even look at you anymore. After the weekend you both spent together, you thought he would’ve kept his promise to you. It was weird because you’ve tried all week, but he just wouldn’t talk to you. You had no idea what had happened, because everything was fine when he left your house on Sunday, but now he won’t even give you the time of day. You missed him, you missed your best friend more than ever. The two of you had grown even more distant now, and you had no idea why. 
Staring back at the homework in your lap, you groaned. Sitting on the bleachers, you watched Monty’s baseball practice. He persuaded you to come, but you were tired and ready to go home. You occupied the rest of your time by playing on your phone. Time went by fast, and before you know it, it was time to go. Quickly you packed your stuff and met Monty at the bottom of the bleachers. You leaned in for a kiss, but he leaned back almost instantly. “We need to talk.” Your heart dropped and you played with the hem of your shirt, something you did often when you were nervous. “I think we should break up.” You were confused on where this was coming from. Yes, it was true your relationship wasn’t at its best right now, but it wasn’t burning either. “Why? I thought…I thought we were in a good place.” “I just…I don’t want to be with you anymore. We can still be friends though.” He gave you the fakest smile before turning and exiting the gym. “W-wait!” You called out for him but he kept walking, not bothering to turn around. You stared at the ground for a few minutes before leaving. The guys who had witnessed the breakup tried asking if you were okay, but you ignored them.
           When you got home, you slammed your door and leaned against it. It seemed like nothing would ever get better for you. Things were turning out worse than expected, and you didn’t know how to deal with them. You needed some type of escape from it all, and you decided Jessica’s party would be perfect. The party was tonight, and at first you decided against going, but you thought it would be an event that would help you get over Monty. Even though you knew he’d be there, as long as he didn’t try to talk to you, everything would be fine. Picking out one of your favorite black dresses, you set it out on your bed and went to shower. You did your hair and makeup before getting dressed, and then walked out of the door. Your parents didn’t really mind that you went to parties, as long as you took care of yourself. The first person you saw when you walked in was Jessica. You tried avoiding her, knowing she would ask about Monty, but seeing her was probably inevitable. “(Y/N)! You made it! Why didn’t you come with Monty?” “He didn’t tell you?” She shook her head, and started to look concern. “We um, we broke up.” She gasped, before a look of anger crossed her face. “It’s fine really, I just want to have a good time.” You smiled and she patted you on the back. She sent off to find Justin and you went to sit on the couch. You sat there with a cup of beer in your hand, not really wanting to talk to anyone. It was disappointing because you were supposed to feel better, but seeing all these people together just made you want to leave. The spot on the couch next to you dipped, and you looked to the side seeing Jeff. You sucked in a breath, and continued to stay silent. “Hey, how are you feeling?” You snickered before answering the question, “Shitty. My grades are slipping, Monty broke up with me and I’m surprised you’re even talking to me because you’ve been ignoring me all week.” He looked deep in thought, searching for the right words to say. You got up, deciding that you needed another drink. “Excuse me,” you said, having to walk through a game of 'suck and blow.’ Before reaching the other side, you felt someone grab your arm. You turned around and they swiftly captured your lips in a kiss. You heard people cheering in the background and relaxed into the kiss knowing it was Jeff. When he pulled away you just stared at him, “Jeff, not that I’m complaining, but why did you-” “I love you.” Shocked by his words, you grabbed his hand and pulled him into an empty room. Before you could even say anything, he spoke, “I’m just going to be honest, I hate Monty and the reason we’ve been getting distant is because you’ve been with him. I know it’s bad but I’ve loved you ever since we became friends and I hate the fact that he got to you first.” You knew that you felt something with Jeff, but you weren’t exactly sure if you were ready. Your heart was beating and you started to feel nervous. As much as you did not want to turn him down, you knew that you had to do it. “I don’t know if I’m ready, but I do love you Jeff. I really, really do it’s just…Monty broke up with me today, it’s hard to just bounce back so quick.” Tears ran down your cheeks but he wiped them away. “Hey, don’t cry. I’m going to be here when you’re ready, okay? I’ll wait for you.” You smiled while leaning in to hug him. “I love you Jeff.” “I love you too (Y/N).”

~A

phantomavenger  asked:

Prompt #11 :)

I loved doing this one. Here’s #11: “If I die I’m going to haunt your ass.”


“You’re the worst, like the actual worst!”

Derek huffed beside him, “if you don’t shut up I’ll leave without you.”

Stiles paused, eyes wide and mouth dropped in shock at the threat. He didn’t sense any joke behind it. Instead he went back to his silent freak out as he did his best to ignore the undead groans from the other side of the door.

Zombies. Freaking zombies. As if Beacon Hills couldn’t get any worse. This time if people were bitten they wouldn’t turn into were-somethings. They’d be zombies; rotten, gnarly, undead flesh craving things. Of course Stiles had played his fair share of online games with his friends to fight off creatures, like zombies, but the real thing was much more terrifying. They smelled terrible, their skin looked horrendous especially when it fell off in chunks, and for the love of God the noises were things of nightmares.

Sick pained groans that were hollow and void of any sort of intelligence.

Just hungry.

Very hungry actually since they tried to make him Stilinski a-la-mode about five minutes ago and Derek a Hale sunday.

“This is your plan? Hide in a storage closet?” Stiles asked and flailed just crazily enough to knock over a paint can.

It clattered to the floor with a harsh sound followed by a long silence. Derek’s eyes flashed blue, and gave Stiles level ten of the Hale-Glare-of-Gloom™. From outside the storage room of the old factory the silence gave way to loud hungry moans of the undead, bodies banging against the door. The rusted hinges weren’t going to last if the pileup on the other side grew until the pressure was too much.

“If I die I’m going to haunt your ass,” Stiles muttered as he shuffled backwards until he was flush with the wall, his heart about to beat out of his chest.

“You’re not going to die Stiles,” Derek said.

“I’m so going to die, you’ll probably heal,” he said, his hand ran through his hair but didn’t seem to have its usual calming effect, “oh, God. I’m gonna be a zombie—holy, Derek…you gotta keep my dad away from fast food, alright? His cholesterol is through the roof. Give Scott my comic collection; he’ll keep them safe–”

His panicked ramble was cut off when Derek was suddenly in his space, his hands tight around Stiles’ shoulders. There was this look of…uncertainty in his pale green eyes, and before Stiles knew what happened he was wearing the leather jacket.

“What–?”

“Keep your head down, hang on tight, and whatever happens…run,” Derek said seriously before he hoisted Stiles up onto his back.

Stiles gasped in surprise, his legs automatically locked around Derek’s waist as his arms wrapped around Derek’s shoulders. His mind raced with questions, for example; why the fuck Derek was about to risk his life for him of all people? Seriously there was no rhyme or reason for it, the guy made his dislike for Stiles crystal clear.

The door was kicked open, the hinges flying off and the metal crushed the few zombies right in front of it. There was a split second path and Derek was already running; Stiles let out a small shriek and curled himself tighter against Derek, his head hidden in the crook of Derek’s neck. Hands tried to swipe at him, but the leather and denim he wore made it hard for hands to actually grab and tear into his flesh.

Stiles had no idea how Derek was doing, he had no idea if he was hurt, he had no idea where they were going. At one point Derek jumped, and they free fell for a while before landing. Eventually though they made it to a place where fresh air was all around them and the noises of zombies were gone.

He found it in himself to look up when Derek slowed, they made it out of the old factory, into the back end of the woods.

Victory.

Well almost, because suddenly Derek collapsed to the ground with Stiles still on him. His knees smacked onto the hard ground violently but he had enough sense to roll off Derek, finally taking a second to see if he was okay.

“Oh my God, dude, Derek!” Stiles gasped and scrambled to his knees to shove Derek on his back and off his wounds.

There were angry tears of skin and muscle, blood oozed out in thick globs, and Stiles was so sure he was about to puke. Derek let out a pained sound and tried to curl in on himself only to fail and fall back.

“You so cannot die! We save each other! We don’t freaking die!” Stiles exclaimed, trying to see if the wounds were healing themselves or not.

Hands cupped his face and pulled him away from Derek’s torso. His eyes met pale ones which were riddled with pain. Stiles hated that; he couldn’t even do the cool werewolf pain drain thing, he could only sit there helplessly. He wasn’t just sitting there though, because now he was bent down with lips on his which were surprisingly soft.

So maybe he totally flailed and maybe he accidently bit Derek’s lip, but he was well within his freak out rights. Derek Hale was kissing him and he hasn’t kissed many people, let alone super attractive people that were so out of his league.

Stiles pulled back, lips still semi-puckered with his brows drawn in, “why did that feel like a goodbye kiss?”

Derek had the audacity to roll his eyes, “not…a goodbye kiss, it was a ‘calm down I’m healing slowly’ kiss.”

“So you’re not dying?!”

“No, I can feel myself healing.”

“Oh sweet Jesus,” Stiles wheezed, leaning back down for another kiss which was probably only a little less clumsy than the first one.

“What kind of kiss was that?” Derek asked softly.

“I think it was a ‘thank god you’re not dead don’t do that to me again you dick’ kiss,” Stiles answered.

“I saved your life. I’d do it again if I had to.”

“Are you getting sentimental on me?”

“Shut up.”

“Make me.”

Derek did in fact shut him up.


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Leather Jacket and motorcycle

Summary: You get stuck in the rain and get rescued by your knight in shining armor… riding a motorcycle. (BuckyxReader)

A/N: I’M BACK. Sorry for being gone so long but I am back and I already have another thingy waiting for you after this one! I wanna thank my princess @bucky–b4rnes for proofreading this ♡ 

Warnings: Swear words? I guess? It’s basically just fluff.

Word count: 2209


Originally posted by gliceria


You ran down the stairs of the subway station, hoping you would be able to be home in your bed before the sun came up, only to find a man wearing the uniform of the New York subways standing in front of the gates.

« Sorry ma’am, ‘line’s closed. »
« What do you mean ‘the line’s closed’, what happened? »
« A cow fell on the rails. »
« A cow? »
« Yes. »
« You’re joking. »
« Do I look like I’m joking ma’am? »

You were about to rip the man’s eyes out but opted for the less illegal solution and walked away, cursing under your breath as you climbed up the stairs. The cold was teeth-chattering, and you quickly started shaking, putting your arms around your chest in a desperate attempt to block the chilliness. Of course you had to forget to take your coat. You felt the sting of a droplet of water hit your face and you silently prayed it was just a woman watering her plants a few floors above you. Unfortunately it wasn’t, and you soon found yourself soaked to the skin, running as fast as you can,  in the hope to find some place to hide from the rain, somewhere where you could stay dry, or at least dry up. During your frantic race in the search for a shelter, you quickly found yourself slipping and falling straight on your butt, not forgetting to break a heel in the process. You looked down at your broken shoes in disgust.

« Of course the one time I decide to wear heels… I hate you, you fucki- »
« What are you doing down there? » A man with a deep voice chuckled. You looked up at him. Glaring daggers at him truly.
« Looking for my dignity apparently. » You muttered while taking your shoes off, and the man laughed.
« You’re gonna walk bare foot? » He snickered, taking your hand in his in order to help you up. You could have refused his help, you should have; but you didn’t.
« Yes I’m going to walk bare foot, I need to go home. »
« And you can’t take a cab? » He asked, sounding genuinely worried, still not letting go of your hand.
« I don’t have my wallet. » You sighed in defeat and he joined you. He let go of your hand and you suddenly you felt cold again, but it wasn’t for long as you saw him take off his jacket and put it over your shoulders.
« Now you’re gonna be cold. » You stated, clearly unimpressed, and he chuckled again, shaking his head slightly, a cocky smile playing on his lips. You couldn’t decide if you wanted to punch his teeth in, or kiss him.
« I’ve got a bike, » he stated « it’s resting a few streets down the road. I can take you home… If you’re ok with that. » For an instant, you saw the shadow of shyness on his face, but he replaced it with a smirk so fast you started to doubt yourself. « I mean, you don’t really have much of a choice anyway. »
You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest in defiance, forgetting the fact that the only thing keeping you from getting even more soaked was the jacket he kindly offered you.
« You’re an awfully cocky guy. »
He shook his head again, and of course you knew it wasn’t the only truth, he had something different, he was different, you knew that behind the smirk, the perfect teeth and smug look, he was the kind of guy who would lend his - really cool and probably really expensive - leather jacket to a complete stranger, not only because you had just experienced it, but because there was just something special escaping him, a certain warmth radiating from his body.
He decided to ignore your sassy remark and threw you a blinding smile.
« Where d’you live doll? »
« Brooklyn. »
He nodded quietly and started walking toward his bike.
« I never said a was coming with you. » You yelled at his back as you refused to follow him.
« Don’t be a pain in the ass, just come. » He yelled, walking back to you, lowering his voice as he came closer and closer. You shivered, finally realizing you had been standing bare foot under the rain for long minutes now. He couldn’t help but notice your shuddering, and without a second thought, he grabbed your knees in his left hand, and snaked the other one under your back, lifting you off the floor in a swift motion.
« What the fuck?! » You squealed as you gripped his neck in surprise, digging your fingers in the skin of his neck.
« I’m Bucky Barnes by the way. »
« I know who you are, but being an avenger doesn’t allow you to carry people around like that! » You tried to sounds angry, but you sounded more shocked than actually pissed, which, of course, made Bucky laugh.
« Put me down. » You whined.
« You’re gonna get a cold doll. » You scoffed but didn’t answer, you slowly relaxed into his arm, and quickly, exhaustion got to you and you found yourself falling asleep on his shoulder. You woke up to the sound of Bucky’s voice.
« Hey darling, wake up. »
You slowly opened your eyes and your gaze met Bucky’s, he had a gentle smile plastered on his lips, his eyes were digging into yours and you felt your breathe hitch in your throat at the sight.
He set you down on the bike, holding your waist with one hand and the handlebar with another, making sure neither you, or the bike were going to fall over. Slowly, he let go of your waist and bent down, untying his shoes and taking of his socks.
« The fuck? » You said. He didn’t answer and just shushed you as he took your freezing cold foot in his gloved left hand, slipping the sock on your foot gently.
« I’m gonna ask again, what the fuck? »
He chuckled but didn’t stop.
« Your feet are already freezing, if you’re not at least wearing socks, you won’t be able to feel your extremities by the time we reach Brooklyn. It’s a weird and awkward solution but it’s a solution. If you’ve got a better one, please, by all means, speak up. » He retorted and you snorted, but stayed quiet, unable to hold back a smile. He handed you a helmet and helped you put it on. His hand softly brushed your cheek as he slip the helmet on your head and you wondered for a second if it was intentional, silently hoping it was.
He sent you a proud smirk and tapped the helmet with his palm.

« Aw! »
« All set doll. » He grinned smugly. You were about to retort something clever but worry started taking over your mind.
« You’re not wearing a helmet. » You stated, concern lacing your voice.
« Darling, I’m Bucky Barnes, I don’t need a Helmet. »
You scoffed. « Fuck you’re arrogant. » He just winked and hopped on the bike, patting the seat behind him, so you sat down, wiggling on your spot to find a comfortable position.
Bucky turned to look at you, a tender smile playing on his lips. « Hang on tight. » So you did, you grabbed his t-shirt, holding onto it for dear life, nuzzling your face in his broad shoulders.
« Alright, let’s go. » He whispered, before pressing the accelerator, the engine roared as the wheels started burning the asphalt. You squealed as speed hit you, and you gripped his shirt a little tighter, your knuckles slowly turning white with the pressure.
« Problem? » You heard him snicker.
« No. » You muttered, clenching your arms around his torso. He chuckled and sped up.
The ride went by quietly. Manhattan to Brooklyn was a fairly long ride and you were exhausted. Bucky’s back was warm and comfortable and you soon found yourself dazing off, taking in the sight of New York spread in front of you, the quietness of the streets disrupted by the loud humming of the bike. You couldn’t notice Bucky’s quick glances at you every time he would stop at a red light, or the radiant smile he was repressing, and you didn’t even realize when he put his hand over yours, making sure you were still hanging on tightly. If you had been wide awake, you would have noticed the way Bucky’s heart sped up each time you moved, even imperceptibly, or how he would shiver every time your grasp wouldn’t loosen, just slightly. You straightened up when you passed the Brooklyn Bridge and Bucky turned to look at you, concerned. His breathe hitched in his throat when he saw your face. You were focused on the stars playing in the sky, and the way the lights of the bridge reflected on the water of the East. You were taken aback by the sight but Bucky was dumbfounded by something else. You were glowing. His heart skipped a beat and he turned around, desperately trying to hide the blush creeping up his cheeks. He wasn’t used to this, he had always been the ladies man, and now he was wrapped around your fingers. Just in an instant.
You felt the engine slow and the humming of the bike die down. Bucky turned the wheel and slowly parked on the sidewalk. You looked at him, too stunned to speak and he just smiled fondly at you.
« Something wrong? » You inquired, sounding more worried than you had hoped for. You weren’t worried about the bike giving up, you were worried about Bucky, maybe he was too cold, or maybe you had done something wrong. You hoped you didn’t. He silently took your hand and helped you off of the bike.
« You seemed to enjoy the view, so I thought you’d like to have a closer look. » He grinned proudly.
You took off your helmet and rubbed your eyes, trying to fight off sleep. You smiled sleepily at Bucky and he answered with a blissful chuckle.
The sidewalk was wet and and you shivered as your feet hit the cold concrete. Bucky’s socks were thick and warm, but not enough to shield you from the rain. You started shaking and before you knew it, Bucky had you off the floor and wrapped in his warm embrace. You didn’t squeal this time and you let yourself be carried. You relaxed in his arms, melting in the embrace of his cologne and the heat of his skin. You exhaled in his neck and this time, he was the one to shiver. You closed your eyes for a split second and you missed the ecstatic smile that took over his face. When you opened your eyes, you were next to the balustrade; the view was breathtaking. The glimmer of the water, the faint light of the moon, covered by the darkness of the clouds, the city shining in the distance, you let yourself be overwhelmed by the smell of the rain, the scent of the wet concrete and the running water of the river. You felt like time had stopped all together and the sound of the streets were muffled in your ears as you lost yourself in the moment. You closed your arms against Bucky’s neck and you felt his smile in your hair.
« We should go » he breathed, « you’re shivering. »
You laughed and rubbed your eyes in exhaustion. « Yeah, I am. »

It wasn’t long before you were in front of your building, Bucky had speed up the pace and now it was time to say goodbye.
You got off the bike and hurriedly thanked him as the coldness of the pavement started biting your feet, you ran toward the door but heard him call you before you could open it.
« Hey! I didn’t catch your name! »
You turned around and smirked proudly « It’s Y/N. »
« Well Y/N, I’m glad I bumped into you. »

———

The next day you decided to go back to the Brooklyn bridge, hoping to bump into Bucky, again. So you got up quite early and took a long, relaxing shower before heading out, not forgetting to take his jacket with you… actually, putting it on you.
The moment you stepped foot out of your building, you were met with an all smile Bucky.

« Are you stalking me Barnes? » You sassed. He blushed but covered it with a genuine laugh.
« I thought you’d be tired today, so I brought you coffee. » He handed you a warm cup of what seemed to be very dark coffee and you couldn’t help but smile at the attention.
« Besides, you still had my jacket… »
« Oh so that’s why you’re here! » You exclaimed.
« Well, I mean… » He blushed again and you chuckled in response. You saw the two helmets on his bike and tilted your head in confusion.
« I thought, maybe, we could ride around New York… again. » He smirked.
« I’d like that a lot. » You went ahead of him and put the helmet on, patting the seat in front of you, urging him to hurry, sit, and take the wheel. Bucky sat down and you hopped on the bike behind him, making sure your grip was tight around his torso, as you now knew what kind of crazy driver he was.
« So, you want your jacket back? »
« Nah » he said, » it looks better on you. »



Tag list: @whotheeffisbucky @crying-over-supersoldiers @melsmarvel @marvel-fanfiction

Can You Hear Me?

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1,868

Warnings: angst, mention of blood, mention of stitches, fluff

Prompt: Sam and the reader are taken by a wendigo. Things look scary, then scarier before they finally start looking up. 

A/N: Special thanks to @impala-dreamer for betaing. There are two prompts used in this fic and thanks to @lipstickandwhiskey for providing the prompts: “Squeeze my hand if you can hear me” & “”Do you still have your blindfold on?” His voice came from where he was dangling next to you. “Yes.” “Promise me you won’t take it off.” Both will be bolded.

Originally posted by admiringjensen

“Sam!” The voice was muffled, blocked by rows and rows of rock. “Sammy!” It was unmistakably Dean. Dean! Where was Dean? Where was Sam? Where were you?

“Dean,” you bellowed. Your voice was weak and hoarse, barely reaching the person beside you.

“Y/N?” You breathed a sigh of relief at the sound. Sam’s voice; right next to you.

“Sam!” you cried, struggling to move your arms. You pulled at the ropes, grunting when you couldn’t pull yourself free.

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prettylightwoodinspires  asked:

*sending hugs* you've been quiet for a couple days. just checking in to make sure you're alright :) hope you're doing well.

Hey Sara! *hugs* Thanks darling, I’ve been good! Just really busy the past few days trying to get my things in order for the residency and attending dance classes at night, so I haven’t been on much. Thanks for checking in darling, that’s really sweet of you <3 <3 <3

SF9 Reaction to their members flirting with their S/O

Request: anon: SF9 Reaction to one of their band members trying to flirt with their girlfriend

Author’s Note: (I changed it from “flirting with their girlfriend” to “flirting with their S/O” so it can apply to the non-female fans, as well!) Enjoy!


Originally posted by leesanhyuk

Inseong: tbh he’s the type to turn the whole situation into one big joke.

Inseong walked into the room to find you and Jaeyoon sitting particularly close to each other as he showed you some dumb video on his phone. He let out a loud, over exaggerated gasp as both of your heads snapped in his direction; startled by the sound. He dropped to his knees, fake crying and making his lip quiver, (like in the gif above), amplifying the dramatics by shouting,

“I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME? I THOUGHT WHAT WE HAD WAS SPECIAL! I GAVE YOU MY HEART, Y/N, WAS THAT NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU ?!”

You and Jaeyoon burst into laughter as you got up and walked over to your extra!boyfriend.

“Oh, hush you big baby,” you giggled, while playfully smacking his arm.

He then grabbed onto your leg and clung to it like a little kid begging his mom not to leave him.

“LOVE MEEEE,” he wailed, only making you and Jaeyoon laugh even harder than before.


Originally posted by ohjuho

Youngbin: He’s the type to immediately voice his disapproval, shutting the situation down then and there.

You had asked Taeyang to give you some dance lessons, hoping to improve your skills. Youngbin was already annoyed, and somewhat hurt, that you hadn’t come to him for help instead. But the final straw was when Youngbin decided to pay you a surprise visit in the middle of one of your sessions. He carefully peered through the glass window next to the door only to find Taeyang pressed flush against your body, with his hands on your hips. You could almost see the steam emitting from Youngbin’s ears as he stormed into the room and shouted,

“TAEYANG, YOU HAVE 2 SECONDS TO STEP AWAY FROM Y/N BEFORE I GO OVER THERE AND THROW YOU OFF!”

“H-Hyung… It’s n-not wha-” Taeyang stuttered nervously.

“Save it,” Youngbin hissed before exiting the room.

That night it took you a good hour and a half to calm Youngbin down, explain to him what really took place, and how it would never happen again.


Originally posted by sf9

Jaeyoon: He’s the type to unintentionally display his emotions in his expressions.

His usual playful sass alters to a purely bitter attitude as he watches you and Inseong giggle at the funny cartoons he was drawing. He won’t necessarily speak up about what’s bothering him, but he doesn’t need to. One glance at him, and his body language mixed with his facial expression tells you exactly how he’s feeling. He also becomes very curt with his replies.

“Babe, look at what Inseong made! Isn’t it hilarious?” you ask, on the verge of tears from laughing so hard.

“Mhmm,” he mutters in a very low, almost inaudible voice.

It doesn’t take very long for you to notice your usually hyper and enthusiastic boyfriend to be moping around; not uttering a single word. Thankfully, prolongued grudges have never been an issue in your relationship. A few bats of your eyelashes along with some pecks on the cheek, and all is forgiven.


Originally posted by sf9

Dawon: This guy… He’s an even more dramatic version of Inseong.

You’re sitting on the couch next to Zuho as he reads you some new lyrics he’s come up with. He’s spittin’ fire as you’re nodding your head to his rap; feelin’ it just as much as he is. He ends the song with a smirk on his face as you bounce up and down in place, clapping your hands, and praising him on his new composition. Your bouncing gets a little out of hand when suddenly your foot stomps down on Zuho’s, causing him to double over in pain. You felt horrible and slid closer to him, rubbing your hand up and down his back hoping to soothe him, while bending over and apologizing relentlessly. Just as Zuho was about to speak up, he was cut off.

“OH, IM SORRY! DID I INTERRUPT SOMETHING?” Dawon shouts from the doorway of the living room.

Both yours and Zuho’s heads shoot up to find Dawon staring at the two of you, eyebrows knitted, trying to put on his best angry face.

“ZUHO, MOVE AWAY FROM Y/N BEFORE I BREAK THAT PRECIOUS LITTLE NOSE OF YOURS” he roars, as he playfully stomps over to you, grabbing your hand.

He yanks you up, (not hard enough to hurt you), and drags you out of the room with him, stopping twice to shoot Zuho his best “warning” look, (as shown in the gif above), causing an uproar of giggles from both you, and Zuho.


Originally posted by ksjinie

Zuho: He’s the type to immediately shut down; giving you the cold shoulder.

Zuho watched from afar as Youngbin showed you blooper cuts from their dance practice filming. He couldn’t help the glare on his face as he observed you and Youngbin, falling all over each other as your limbs grew weak due to extensive laughter. He slouched in his chair, sulking as he pulled out his phone to play with, trying to distract himself. Everytime he heard your cackle echo through the room, it sent waves of anger and annoyance rippling through him. Even when the two of you were finally alone, he was completely quiet, blatantly ignoring you, as you had done to him earlier. It wasn’t until you begged him to talk to you that he quietly whispered under his breath,

“Why don’t you go hang out with Youngbin?”

You felt a little guilty as you realized you had completely ignored your boyfriend all day to hang out with his best friend. You apologized and wrapped your arms around his torso, nuzzling your face into his chest. You felt him let out a sigh as his body relaxed due to your embrace, while he mumbled,

“I forgive you.”


Originally posted by hwiyoungs

Rowoon: Like Youngbin, he’s the type to take matters into his own hands.

Rowoon made his way into the practice room in hopes of finding you. He left you alone for two minutes, and when he came back, you were no where to be found. Just as he opened the door, your laughter erupted throughout the room, causing his heartbeat to increase and a smile to make it’s way onto his face. You were sprawled out on the floor, and Dawon was standing in front of you, doing some of his famous impersonations. Rowoon skipped over to you and opened his arms for a hug, only to be ignored by you, as Dawon put on yet another funny face. The smile was wiped clear off his face as you hardly even acknowledged his presence. Jealousy boiled inside of him as he watched your attention remain on Dawon.

“Yeah, well, I can do that, too!” he spoke up, coming out more whiney than he intended.

He desperately tried to mimic the facial expressions and funny voice Dawon had just done, but it was so bad it was laughable; and he knew it, too.

You let out a small giggle as you told him, “Keep your day job, babe,” focusing your attention back onto Dawon.

Not knowing what else to do, he bent down and scooped you up in his arms. He ignored the protests coming from both you and Dawon, and walked right out the door. You knew from the get go that he was jealous, but you wanted to see how far you could take it. Upon telling him that, he was a mixture of both embarrassed, and jokingly annoyed; playfully scolding you.


Originally posted by my-sensationalfeeling9

Taeyang: Can someone say petty?

Taeyang woke up from his nap dazed and confused. When he fell asleep, you were lying peacefully in his arms; but now, the spot beside him was empty. The sound of “Roar” playing softly through the stereo system caught his attention as he stood up from his bed. He peered his head into the kitchen, and let out a sigh of annoyance as he watched you and Rowoon laugh while wiping batter on each others faces. He rolled his eyes before walking into the kitchen; letting out a big yawn and scratching his head.

“Look who’s finally up,” you cheered upon seeing your boyfriend’s presence, “Rowoon and I got bored, so we decided to bake a cake.”

“It looks like most of it’s on your face…” he stated, while wrapping his arms around your waist, and resting his head on the back of your shoulder; shooting daggers towards Rowoon, who didn’t seem to notice.

You giggled at his remark and explained to him the reasoning behind the mess, but he didn’t hear any of it. He was too focused on glaring at his friend. The rest of the time you and Rowoon spent baking the cake, Taeyang was right there, joined at your hip… literally… There wasn’t a moment he didn’t have at least one of his hands on you. And from then on, he made a mental note never to leave you alone with Rowoon.


Originally posted by feelsensational

Hwiyoung: Similar to Rowoon, he’ll disrupt any kind of situation he doesn’t like.

Hwiyoung had invited you over to the dorm to hang out for a little after practice. He had gotten first dibs on showering, and told you to hang tight while he washed up. He got out of the shower, and was changing into some comfy clothes when he heard you laughing from the living room. He smiled to himself upon hearing your sweet sound ring throughout the house, and hurriedly finished getting dressed so he could go and see what was so funny. His expression quickly changed to one of annoyance as he watched you chuckle at Chani making his famous duck sounds.

“Teach me, teach me!” you begged him, as you clapped your hands together.

“Chani your turn to shower!” Hwiyoung shouted as he walked into the room, grabbing your hand.

“But Inseong just got in the shower…?” he questioned, furrowing his eyebrows at the older boy.

Hwiyoung pulled you up from the couch and guided you in the direction of his bedroom - away from Chani.

“Oh did he?” Hwiyoung shouted back at Chani, as he walked hand in hand with you, out of sight.


Originally posted by feelsensational

Chani: Chani’s a lot like Taeyang when he’s jealous, in the sense that he gets very clingy, and slightly possessive.

You texted your boyfriend letting him know you were at the dorm; wondering where he was. He immediately replied, apologizing and telling you that his practice with Taeyang and Youngbin had run a little longer than expected, and that he’d be there as soon as he could. 30 minutes later, Chani walked through the front door, giddy at the thought of seeing you. He made his way into the den, but stopped dead in his tracks, immediately clenching his fists at the sight in front of him. You and Hwiyoung were sitting awfully close to one another as the two of you stared at the same piece of paper. Hwiyoung had his arm around your shoulder, and that alone made Chani’s insides boil with jealousy. He took a deep breath before strolling into the room.

“Hey, whatcha guys doin?” he asked in the calmest voice possible. Hwiyoung immediately retracted his arm at the sight on his younger bandmate, who he wasn’t aware was back already. Chani took a seat right beside you, kissing your cheek, and wrapping his arm around your waist protectively.

“Hey, babe! Hwiyoung asked me to help him with his English, so I figured I’d tutor him for a bit while I waited for you. We’re almost done with the lesson if you wanna go shower real fast? You’re kinda smelly,” you laughed, jokingly leaning away from him while scrunching your nose.

His hold on you tightened a little as you leaned against Hwiyoung, pulling you back towards him.

“Nah, it’s alright. I could use a little studying, as well. I’ll just stay here until you’re done,” he replied, giving you a little smile, and another peck on the cheek.

Once you turned away, he glared at Hwiyoung, mentally vowing to never leave you alone with him ever again.

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