he even does some work for them

Does anyone ever think about the fact that after everything with Kate, maybe Derek goes to New York with the decision to never to be hurt that way by anyone again. Not the losing his family part, because how could he ever lose so much again, right? (Right? I’m not crying at all!) So he gets a part-time job as a grocery bagger or something, because he is young and most places won’t hire him halfway through the year. And he works after school to bring in a few bucks so that Laura’s eyes won’t be quite so pinched now that she has gotten her GED and began working to make ends meet for them in a very expensive city. After work, she then spends sometimes hours on the phone and emailing lawyers who are still trying to get all of the paperwork straight. So yeah, Derek  works to help Laura.

But then some lady at the store gives him that look. Like Kate. Her eyes are interested, and her grin is predatory, and he just knows she wants him. So he thinks to himself if he initiates it, maybe it won’t leave him feeling so wrong. So he does. And it becomes a thing. He flirts with anyone who shows him interest as he bags their groceries and “helps them to their car” even though they never need help.

From there maybe it just becomes a way of survival. As he gets older, it seems like more women want to sleep with him. He’s filling out, thanks to all of the runs he’s going on after work and thanks to the workouts he’s pushing his body through every morning. Because he has to be strong enough. He has to be bigger. He doesn’t want anyone to think they can hold him down or force him.

He learns how to play the game. One day he mentions something about that to a coworker (now working at a bar mixing drinks because someone had once told him he would make great money in tips) but his coworker didn’t think of sex as a game. Derek knew better. Maybe it wasn’t for some people, but he would never be able to trust someone in that way again, so he had to strike first before an opponent could.

One day a man at the bar looks at him just right, and Derek just thinks Oh. He’s never focused on men before, but he’s noticed them in passing. So he goes to the guy’s apartment after his shift and they sleep together. Derek pretends he’s done this before, even though he’s mostly relying on his sense of smell and hearing to tell if the guy is into different things he tries. And after that, Derek flirts with anyone he feels he has to.

So fast forward to Stiles. Stiles who is home from college after his second year has finished to make room for summer break. Stiles who means so much and is so good even when he’s an asshole. Stiles who leans in one day after a pack dinner, when he and Derek have finished cleaning up after everyone else has gone home. Stiles kisses him gently, at first, almost hesitantly. But when Derek doesn’t push him away, he presses in more firmly and suddenly Derek realizes where this is going to go. And it kind of makes him sad.

He lets Stiles slip his shirt off and push him back onto his bed. Stiles crawls on top of him and Derek begins pulling their hips together in a slow and sinuous way. But Stiles doesn’t react like any man Derek’s been with before–which really shouldn’t be as much of a surprise as it is. Yes, Stiles lets out a little moan, but it doesn’t break Stiles away from Derek’s mouth, where his tongue is doing things to Derek that he can’t explain. And his hands after trapping Derek’s face, but not like he’s trying to contain Derek, more like he’s holding something precious. His thumbs keep swiping across Derek’s eyebrows, like he’s memorizing their shape.

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My philosopher brother came to visit and since he was in my apartment under my rules he had to watch LazyTown with me in the mornings. He made some interesting observations, such as:

Brother: The thing about Sportacus is that even though he’s a superhero and does all these stunts, none of them are actually impossible to do. Except that thing with the paper airplane. Everything else, any child can see him and do what he does if they work hard enough for it. He’s a hero who is attainable to kids. And Robbie- uh, what does Robbie want to do?

Me: Eat cake and take a nap.

Brother: … Robbie is also attainable.

Hawkeye might just be the most heroic Avenger in the MCU Civil War.

Clint Barton is so against The Accords that when told to sign or retire he immediately retires. There’s such little thought and drama attached that it happens off screen. He doesn’t argue with anyone, he just lets his actions show how much he is against it.

However, despite clearly wanting to stay out of the whole ordeal, he comes back when needed. Not because it worked for any agenda, he doesn’t have one beyond ‘save the world, go home’. He does it because a very bad guy managed to fool everyone into his trap and now can release a whole squad of Winter Soldiers that no one knew existed before and who had the highest kill count of any Hydra agents before the damn serum. Half of the Avengers are too distracted by following The Accords to even hear about this big new threat that’s coming and the other half are wanted criminals or under house arrest.

So Clint frees Wanda, gives her another pep talk to get her off her ass, and then goes to save the world again. He picks up Scott along the way, even though he doesn’t know the guy. He’s told he can help and that’s all Clint needs. For that matter, Clint might not even know who Bucky is but when the guy who knows what’s happening tells them its time to move, he does. He doesn’t need to know all the minute details, he just has a goal and some allies and he’s going to make it work because he has to.

Clint gets no credit for any of this. The new people involved in the fight don’t even bother learning his name or skill set. But he fights anyway, and even allows himself to get caught in order to make sure that the pair who have the best shot of handling the new threat make it out to the real fight. Afterwards, he’s in a prison designed for people much more threatening than he is, but he still doesn’t regret his actions. He did the right thing and he’s willing to accept the consequences. The only thing he seems irritated about is that Tony wouldn’t listen to begin with.

Clint really deserves more credit in the MCU.

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anonymous asked:

prompt: isak comforting and taking care of even during one of his depressive episodes in their new apartment xxx

Anonymous said: Skam prompt: Isak looking after Even during an episode, maybe?


It never feels like Isak’s looking after Even when he’s like this.

Not really, anyway. It feels more like…helping him out. 

Even can’t bring himself to make breakfast? Okay, Isak can cook some eggs for the two of them, even if he can’t make them as well as Even does. Even feels overwhelmed at the idea that it’s his turn to wash the dishes? Well, there’s probably some dishes still left over from Isak’s turn, anyway. Even can’t handle going to school? Isak can let the school know and pop over to his teachers to collect any work Even’s missed. He genuinely, really, absolutely, doesn’t mind. He knows that as soon as Even feels better, he’ll pick things back up. Until then, Isak is there to help him out. Which is okay. Things are okay. Things will be okay. 

One day, Isak finds himself walking home from school and, despite himself, he can’t help walk that bit quicker knowing Even is home, alone, feeling low and a little hopeless.

He steps inside and heat hits him like a punch to the face. Because Jesus, their flat feels like a fucking sauna. They’re entering the summer months anyway, and they have so many large windows that it kind of turns their place into a greenhouse when the sun’s out. But it’s more than that. Isak’s fingers trail over the radiator and find it almost boiling to the touch. He frowns, switches the heating off, and walks into his and Even’s bedroom.
Even is curled up in bed, duvet splayed on the floor, t-shirt and hair damp with sweat. Isak swallows hard, because it just isn’t a nice sight. Even just looks so small like this. 

At some point, Isak’s legs remember how to work. He opens their window as wide as it will go before climbing in bed, next to Even, pressing a kiss on his cheek to wake him up.

“Are you trying to cook yourself alive, or?” Isak murmurs, laughing a little nervously, trying not to make his worry abundantly clear. 

It takes Even a little while to respond, but eventually, he opens his eyes. Looks at Isak before his eyes dart away quickly as he rolls onto his back to stare at the ceiling. 

“I tried turning it down, but…” His voice is small, raspy, and his eyes are teary and tired and God, Isak just wants to make it all go away for him. “I couldn’t figure it out, so.”

“I’ve fixed it,” Isak murmurs gently, threading a hand through Even’s hair. It’s a bit gross; greasy and sweaty, and if Isak’s honest, Even hasn’t showered in days and the whole room stinks because of it. It’s alright, though. Isak doesn’t mind that much.

“I just.” Even swallows hard, tired eyes fluttering shut, looking on the verge of tears. And Even’s cried over less when he’s been like this; out of frustration and exhaustion and, well, depression. Isak learnt a long time ago that comforting words can’t always do a huge amount when Even’s like this. That the best thing he can do sometimes is simply sit there and be with him.

“Hey,” Isak murmurs, turning Even’s face to look at him, making their eyes meet. Even’s eyes are a little dulled, a little less light, a little less starry. They’re heavy, exhaustion radiating from them, but they’re still Even’s eyes. Wonderful and perfect and Isak loves them just the same. “Minute by minute, yeah?”

Even swallows again. “Yeah,” he says quietly, and Isak smiles a little, brushing his thumb over Even’s cheek, then his mouth. He closes the distance between them and kisses him, soft and undemanding and reassuring. Just letting him know he’s there. Even’s mouth tastes a little bitter, teeth unbrushed and lips dry and chapped, but Isak wouldn’t want any other lips but these. Even’s. Even, who is the brightest and kindest and most beautiful person Isak knows, even when he’s low like this. 

“How about a shower?” Isak suggests tentatively. 

After half a minute of silence, Even nods, pulling himself out of bed with heavy limbs and tired eyes. It’s progress, though. Good progress. 

Isak fixes the shower so it’s the colder side of warm - they’re both boiling from the heat of the flat - and when Even gets undressed, Isak picks his clothes up. Says, “I’ll join you in a minute, I just need to put the washing on.”

Isak collects the rest of the dirty clothes from their bedroom which - okay, their bedroom is a tip, but Isak’s never been particularly tidy and maybe it does go to shit a tiny bit when Even isn’t there to remind him to pick his clothes up. But whatever.

He strips the bed linen, too, down to the pillow cases, and crams everything into the washing machine before returning to the bathroom. Even is under the shower, rubbing the shower gel over his body kind of numbly and methodically. Isak undresses himself, steps in the shower with Even, and smiles up at him. Kisses him once, softly and gently. Another day, another mood, kisses in the shower can be messy and hungry and desperate. But not in times like this. Times like this, the kiss is nothing but a reassuring hello, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. Noses brushing against one another, foreheads together, deep breaths and closed eyes. Standing under the jets of water and melting into one being. And Isak just can’t help thinking that if something as simple as love could make Even happy, then he’d be the happiest boy in the world. 

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Domestic OTP AU

For all your domestic AU needs!

- Person A waking up to person B cooking breakfast. Person A hugs them from behind, gives them a smooch and whispers a soft “Good morning” in their ear. Person B smiles and replies with a “Good morning”.

- Person A making a grocery list for person B. Person A writes a small note of how much they love person B each time. It never fails to make B smile.

- Person A is working late. They come home to person B sleeping on the couch with 3 empty cups of coffee close to them. Person B was waiting for person A to come home.

- It’s raining. Person A and B stay at home to do some spring cleaning. They put on some music and work, soft rain noises still hearable. Every now and then, they stop for a small kiss.

- It’s not only raining, but there is thunder! It’s late and person B is terribly scared of thunder. Person A hugs them closely, calming them down. Person B falls asleep in their arms.

- Person B’s white shirt ends up in the wrong section of the dirty clothes for the washer, sorted by person A. Their white shirt is now a colored mess. Person A apologizes deeply, even though person B isn’t mad at all. Person B cannot help but wonder how he fell in love with this dork.

- Person A gets the flu. Person B stays away from work and takes care of them. Person A tells them to not lay next them, they might catch the flu too. Person B does it anyways, giving person A loads of affection.

- A hot summer day. What does that mean? Ice cream time! Person B makes some home-made ice creams™. Person A and B enjoy the ice cream while relaxing outside.

- It’s Sunday. Which means relaxing all the day. Person B pulls up some old classical games. They end up doing some UNO and Monopoly. Person B is more competitive than Person A thought and they end up having an intense duel of what was supposed to be a casual game. 

- It’s the third day in a row that they’re eating frozen pizza. Person A complains to person B. Person B gets pissed and tells person A to cook themselves if “They’re so done with seeing pizza on their plate,”. Person A takes up the offer and cooks themselves. They end up with burned food created by chef person A. Person A apologizes and takes out person B for a dinner date as an apology. 

- It’s finally Friday. Person A and B have had a busy week, person A has been working late and person B had to stay away for their work. They long for each other’s company and are glad when they find themselves watching an old movie all cuddled up together. 

BONUS (OT3): Person A, B, and C have a dishwashing list, showing who’s turn it is to wash the dishes. Person C usually never does the dishes. One evening. person B comes home to whining noises. They check the kitchen and see person C washing the dishes! …Under supervision of person A. They feel pity for person C and they help them out. Person A gives their strict behaviour up and joins them in. All the three are washing the dishes while talking about how their day was. 

BTS Ships as Sub-groups
  • Namjin: slow raps with soft vocals, release selcas everyday, Jin always sharing texts of Joonie being a dork, Joonie always sharing what he's working on and sleeping pics of Jin.
  • Yoonseok: the ultimate rapping duo, like popcorn, sometimes salty, sometimes sweet, light up the stage and constantly hype each other up, Yoongi never posts anything but J-Hope does more than enough for both.
  • Jikook: everybody is in love with them together even more than each of them separately, their songs are beautiful and heartbreaking and only ever post couple selcas.
  • Vhope: every other track is some kind of cypher and every other track is a conversation of the two of them being adorable idiots. Constantly uploading short clips of them doing literally anything.
  • Yoonmin: in case anyone ever doubt the legitimacy of these two, all is confirmed - Yoongi and Jimin will constantly exceed expectations, wreck everyone, and also be sweethearts at the same time, confusing everyone.
  • Vkook: they don't produce music so much as memes, start their own fashion line, are constantly rapping in bad English and posting videos of it, their music is soft and sweet, except when they try and be badass and it's kinda cute.
  • Minjoon: Namjoon raps and Jimin dances and whenever the other is doing their thing, the other is always watching and videoing them, super cheerleaders, nobody remembers that Namjoon is only a year older than Jimin.
  • 2Seok: they were supposed to release an album years ago, but so far have only managed to amass thousands of twitter followers for their tutorials on dance, cooking, exercise and how to be fabulous.
Experiment #2 - Request

Originally requested by @newts-fan-caseSo could you do a Sherlock x Reader were she is riding his face? (Lol I’m a sinner but I ain’t sorry) like for an experiment ‘cause Sherlock thinks a person can’t get aroused just by giving pleasure to someone else, but he is wrong and yeah ;)
& Anon:  Hi! Can I request a smut one shot with Sherlock where he wants to try have the reader sit on his face and eat her out and she’s shy & a bit self conscious with her body and he makes sure he makes her see Stars (with a little fkuff)? Thank you!
Requested by anon:  The “Experiment” was awesome! Can we have a part 2? Pleeeeeaaaaseeee
& a shit load of other people.

This is Sequel Friday first winner.

Pairing: Sherlock x reader.

Word count: 2,886

Warnings: Smut (unprotected), un-edited, secuel (yup, it’s a warning)

A/N: Amazing way to wrap an amazing week. Thank you to everyone who voted!

Enjoy!

|PART 1|

After Sherlock’s little “experiment”, his relationship with (Y/N) turned somewhat odd. They would continue to work together and act professional during the cases, but the tension between them was too much.

He had showed her a side that not a single human thought existed, or at least didn’t want to see. He had been patient with her, loving even, making sure to make her feel comfortable at all costs, complimenting her, being gentle and respecting her limits… Definitely thing a real gentleman does, but not the kind of traits one would expect from Sherlock Holmes.

Then there was also the fact that John was sensing some change of vibes in 221B. Of course, he figured it had something to do with Sherlock’s usual arse behaviour, but it was weird to see (Y/N) affected by it.

Sherlock was sitting on his seat, Watson was on his and (Y/N) was between them on the “victim’s chair”. Watson had a stern, determined look on his eyes and Sherlock was calm as usual, thinking that John was too dumb to have figured anything about him and (Y/N).

“What is going on?” John asked carefully.

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Ok but picture this: Percy Jackson as a social worker for kids.

-Like he typically helps troubled kids, especially those that are suspected of living in an abusive environment.

-He is able to relate to them and tells them that it does indeed get better, and that everything will work out in the end.

-He works with them to help them rise above it and not let their home life define them.

-He is also able to look past looks, knowing that they can be deceiving and even some of the meanest looking kids can be extremely nice.

-He helps them to rise above and not let their home life define them and helps them to instead rise above.

-To help some of the kids cope, he tells them the story of a certain troubled 12 year old boy with ADHD who came from an abusive family but in the end still got a happy ending with a girl that he loves to this very day.

Edited my character and added two more for @thebbros AU. I hope these are good.
Maria &a Niel-
Maria is 10 and she is very quiet. She was originally in an orphanage due to the fact that she had contracted the ink illness. Her parents put her in the orphanage because they were afraid that she was contagious and that their other children would get sick. Her first weeks in the orphanage the other children steered clear of her, afraid that he would get them sick (even though her case of the illness wasn’t so severe) so she often kept to herself until she met another child in the orphanage that wasn’t afraid of her (Niel) At first she didn’t really open up to him much but now hes like a little brother to her.
Likes-
Books
puzzles
Niel is 7 years old. When he was 3months old he was left in a box at the orphanage, there was no note, just a crying baby. The owner of the orphanage took him in and raised him and now he’s the happiest than he’s ever been. He tries to make friends with everyone and he can be a little too trusting. He carries around the blanket he was found with just so he can have a memory with him, even though he doesn’t remember his parents. every once in a while when he was able to go out he would go to a bakery or a store and try to beg for some food. He takes Maria with him sometimes to see if they could get double if their acting is good enough.
Likes-
Acting
making jokes
Vixy-
She is 19 and she does volunteer work at the orphanage where Maria and Niel are at. She usually gets stuck babysitting them or even taking them home with her to whatever Inn she’s staying at if the orphanage got over crowded. When she has to go to work she usually leaves them at home and she asks the inn owner to watch them but they still end up getting into trouble. She changes jobs a lot to pay her rent and she’s usually seen working at a café or another restaurant.
Likes-
Her space
doing volunteer work

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Linguistics in DGM

So I know I’ve seen it said somewhere that the exorcists would probably speak multiple languages (and by extension so would… pretty much everyone in the Order tbh).

I imagine it’s a bit of a headache if you’re a newcomer. The Order doesn’t really seem to think too much about its members unless they’re super important, after all, so I doubt they’d provide much by way of lessons.

So you get to the European headquarters and you’re just immediately bombarded with hundreds of languages. One man is shouting at another in German. A woman walks by, greeting you in Greek. And maybe you speak Spanish, but you’re not from Spain; you just transferred over from the North American branch and you can’t decide if the man speaking to you is using idioms from other languages or if that’s just slang in Spain or, hell, if it’s a slang term exclusive to the Order itself because the Order is just a huge blend of languages swirling together, so that could happen.

Please give me Lenalee speaking German or Russian—you know, one of those languages perceived as intimidating. Really, she’s being perfectly friendly, but you don’t understand what’s being said. Trust me, there’s nothing more intimidating than your German-speaking relative bellowing how pretty you are in German and you not understanding (although I highly doubt Lenalee’s going to be bellowing in German).

Please give me Allen trying to fluster some poor schmuck in a game so he just switches languages and starts speaking one of the Latin languages like Italian and it works because of course it does. It’s Allen for crying out loud. When that boy wants to charm you, he is going to charm you—even if it’s in another language.

And you can generally tell how long someone has been at the Order by how many languages they speak or even how garbled their accent is from picking up so many other different accents.

But wait, what about the Clan? Do we think about them? There’s literally thousands of years of memory stored there, guys. You can bet they speak lots of languages.

Sitting in on a dinner with the family might be fun; they might start speaking some ancient languages completely unknown to the world. Or maybe Bondomu starts shouting in an obscure, old dialect of Japanese.

Tyki answers in the same dialect and then looks confused because he most certainly doesn’t even know Japanese in the first place but Wisely just tells him that yes, that is a thing now.

But sometimes, sometimes when things get really serious, Adam will start speaking Hebrew and everyone will get very, very quiet, because that’s the language of the original scripture—Adam is speaking of the past, and their hearts ache when they think of what happened to them, what the Innocence did.

chasingbutterflies  asked:

heck ok that minhyun college au had me feelin some type of way and he's not even my bias so if you wanted could you do one for jr? your writing is absolutely wonderful and i really appreciate all you do <3

  • specialty: jonghyun is doing his residency in cardiology 
  • “of coURSE you want to be a heart doctor” “what do you mean?” “well it’s just,,,,,,you’re so kind and ,,,,,, loving,,,,,it just fiTS YOU” 
  • ^probably an actual conversation between jonghyun and minki in med school LOL
  • but no he really does his best in all of his work, like he knows that there are limits to how much he can do for people and the fact breaks him because he just wants to make sure everyone is taken care of and is safe
  • but his selflessness got him into some trouble in med school because people would constantly ask to cheat off him and some even took the credit for work /he/ did
  • yet jonghyun never as much as complained, even when dongho threatened to fight them for him because jonghyun would just shrug it off and be like “if it helps them, then that is what matters” and everyone is always like yes but at what cost to you and jonghyun just smiles
  • ,,,,,that damn adorable angelic smile,,,,,,,and everyone is like god you really arent a person. you’re some kind of righteous demi-god with a heart too good for your own being LOL
  • looks totally mature and serious in his uniform and when he does intakes for the cardiology department 
  • but ,,,,,, the other residents know the tRUTH
  • about how his ID card is actually yellow and has little flowers on it, how instead of taking the precious time to sleep he’ll stay up and read webtoons on his phone, has a collection of squirtle’s lined up on his bed 
  • he gets really embarrassed when the superiors compliment his work and he’ll kind of try to hide his smile but also,,,, 
  • as usual if someone is getting in trouble he’ll try to shift the blame onto himself and again everyone is like jonghyun please stop putting yourself on the line for others
  • but he can’t,,,,it’s in his nature
  • one time he almost got kicked out of the program because he was going to take the blame for a negligent resident but thankfully minhyun and dongho intervened in time BUT STILL EVEN AFTER ALMOST GIVING THE REST OF NUEST A HEARTATTACK JONGHYUN CONTINUES TO DO THESE THINGS 
  • i guess you just can’t hold a good person down lgfjds
  • anyway back to him being cute,,,, he always compliments minki because he thinks he looks the best in his doctors coat and minhyun is (kinda) jealous while dongho is straight out like jonghyun jonghyun look at me flex - jonghyun hey
  • got caught singing to himself after putting away blood samples and everyone always asks him to show off his voice and he’s like ,,, a,,,ah i cant
  • (but he totally did at the christmas party some residents threw and it was. amazing. rumor is someone cried because jonghyuns voice was so nice)
  • everyone says he flirts with patients when he’s helping them get ready for procedures but jonghyun is just like???? im being nice
  • and everyone is like being nice doesnt involve being so damn handsome and using a soft tone of voice and flasing that smile-
  • jonghyun: are you saying my face is flirting for me
  • dongho: thats exactly it. It’s his face you guys. look at it
  • did i mention he totally saw a kid holding a pokemon toy in the waiting room and did an impersonation of squirtle to get the kid to laugh. well im mentioning it now.
  • so it’s technically your first time e v e r at the cardiologist and you have no idea what to expect and you’re kinda nervous,,,
  • the lady at the front desk is like honey dont worry its all painless and fine but you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,not completely convinced 
  • and when the nurse calls you in you’re expecting that she’ll be the one with you for most of the visit but she sits you down in a room and says one of the residents will do some tests today
  • and you’re like ok,,,,looking around the painfully bright room and wondering about all the different tools and the big diagrams of the human heart hung up on the wall
  • and when the door opens you turn and,,,,,damn near fall off the examination table
  • because the boy in front of you,,,,,,he’s got to be??? an actor???? a singer????? is this a prank camera????
  • he smiles,,,,dark hair combed neatly against his forehead and he points to the heart monitor in his hands nad he’s like “im jonghyun, ill be doing some tests on you for the doctor.”
  • in your head you’re still like,,,,,,is this dude actually a resident,,,,,isnt he too good looking
  • you’re so distracted that you dont even notice him hook you up to the heart monitor, carefully wrapping it around your arm and smiling at you as he pulls back to turn on the machine
  • and for a moment he watches the bright numbers and he writes something down, coming closer to you you see the numbers on the machine go up
  • and when you glance over,,,,,jonghyun is looking confused too
  • he puts his hand back on the part of your arm and tightens the band a bit
  • the closeness is a bit much for you,,,,seeing his face up close you realize he’s even more handsome than before
  • and you can literally hear your heartbeat in your ears
  • jonghyun moves back and you let out a sigh,,,,the number begin to drop down to normal 
  • and jonghyun is like “that’s,,,,,odd,,,,let me see something-”
  • he takes a step closer to you again,,,looking at your eyes and taking out his stethoscope and you’re once again hearing your heartbeat in your ears
  • and after a minute or two jonghyun,,,,,looks down at his notepad and is like
  • “it seems that everytime i get near you,,,,,your heart rate goes up. are you nervous?”
  • you in your head: ofc im nervous have you SEEN your FACE
  • you speaking: ,,,,oh just im nervous of seeing the doctor hahaha,,,
  • jonghyun nods and gives you a smile,,,,he leans forward to put his hand on your wrist reassuringly
  • too bad you’re still hooked up to the machine and the numbers go back up past 110 and jonghyun is like oh ,,,,wow
  • and you’re ike gbifkdfljsfg e@ your body plEASE STOP contrOL yOURSELf
  • and jonghyun writes something down before taking the band off you and saying that the doctor will come in soon
  • and you cant even look at him because,,,,wow,,,,you really just got your heart rate raised by this cute resident you dont even know how corny gfldjcbvg u really need to stop falling for people you just meet
  • but as jonghyun closes the door he cant help but smile to himself because,,,,thats the first time someones heart rate has changed so drastically in front of him
  • plus the look of slight embarrassment on your face was so cute,,,,,,
  • the rest of the appointment goes by fine. the doctor is like nothing seems to be wrong and you’re healthy although ive never seen such spikes in heart beat,,,,maybe its the nerves?
  • and you’re going back out of the room to the front desk when you bump into someone and looking up you see him again,,,,,jonghyun
  • the heat rushes all up into your face and you’re like fkgdse sorry,,,,,for getting all nervous back there
  • and he laughs because you’re the patient you shouldn’t ever apologize and you’re like gOsh i probably looked like such a fool
  • but jonghyun shakes his head and he’s like “a lot of people get nervous at the doctors,,,,,but not a lot of people still manage to look cute”
  • and you’re like excuse me and he’s like,,,,,oh,,,,i said that outloud?
  • and you’re like y,,,yes??// and jonghyun is just like coyly smiling and he’s like well no use in hiding it - it was very cute, its nice to know i can have such an impact on someone
  • and you’re like listen,,,,please,,,, you’re just so attractive up close i thought u werent a real resident for a bit
  • that makes jonghyun laugh and you cant help but giggle too
  • you both walk out to the front desk and you tell jonghyun that it was nice to meet him,,,,,and jonghyun is like ah! before you go - here
  • he hands you a pamphlet on heart health and you’re like,,,,,thank you?
  • but when you leave you open it up and out falls a note torn from a pad and it says
  • ‘if you ever are free - stop by the hospital again? only if you want of course~ resident kim ‘makes your heart rate go past 110′ jonghyun’
  • its,,,,,the corniest thing but you cant help but feel a giddiness in your stomach 
  • jonghyun back in the doctors office is telling himself that he really shouldnt have wote that dumb ‘makse your heart rate go past 110′ part but its DONE now,,,,so he’ll ave to just wait and see
  • ,,,,,,,of course you come back how can you not lmao you show up at the office and the front desk women seems to know whats going on she just winks and tells you to wait while she gets jonghyun
  • its a short first “date” because it happens outside the hospital cafe where you’re both drinking coffee and talking about your interests and hobbies and jonghyun has to run back after fifteen minutes but,,,,
  • it’s enough for you two,,,,,
  • slowly you visit the hospital more and more until finally you and jonghyun share a first kiss near the doctors entrance to the parking lot and it’s,,,,not thE most romantic but jonghyun somehow makes it just that murmuring that after kissing you he wonders if your hearts went over 150 and you’re like jonghyun,,,,wouldnt i die
  • and he’s like im dying right now,,,,from your cuteness and you’re like pLEASE
  • dating resident!jonghyun: like most residents he doesnt have any time for real dates but jonghyun will put all of his power into making every visit of yours count, im not kidding he literally does the most of your time together whether its gifting you flowers he totally paid dongho 20 bucks to run out and buy on his lunch because he wanted to have something nice to give you but wouldnt be let off by the doctor to using his lab coat to shield you two from the other residents in the dorm when you get a couple of minutes longer and jonghyun wants to kiss you deeply and passionately but also theres like 5 other people in the room LOL, he tells you that if you ever miss him you can look up videos of squirtle - people say they look a like and you’re like if you’re squirtle am i pikachu??? and he’s like omg,,,,,yes,,,,,,that is our couple dynamic from now on, you learn very quickly that the charming, doctor to be that made your heart race is actually a Big Soft Dork, but you love it and you keep sneaking him in new comic books and snacks and every other resident is like jonghyun ask your significant other to get us stuff too and jonghyun can never say no so you end up having like a literal list of things to bring with you every damn time, you learn that jonghyun is selfless in the way he treats you like you are the only one that matters in the relationship, and tbh you dont like it because you want to show him that his needs are just as important as yours so even when jonghyun holds you in his arms and you feel that he’s trying to be polite you’re like “if you want you can put your hand-” jonghyun blushing like i,,,i shouldn- you: jonghyun we’re dating just do it if you want FGFDSg, you can tell the days that are the most hectic because jonghyun comes out to meet you with his hair a mess and his ID on sideways and you always fix him up and kiss his face and he refers to you as his sunlight in dark times and you’re like please you’re my sunlight you make me so proud (those words literally. melt him), is the type to have his family as his phone background and you’re like wow!! id love to meet your parents some day and jonghyun sheepishly admits he’s bragged about you already on the phone, adores it when you get fussy over him not taking his vitamins and not getting enough sleep and he’s always like ‘this is the life of a resident blah blah i cant stop till im the perfect doctor blah blah’ and you’re just holding his face in your hands like kim jonghyun your body is a temple - and not only your temple anymore but also mine because i love you and care about you so seriously dont overwork yourself every time, jonghyun never says it but seeing you scold him like that kind of gets him going and he always attacks you with kisses that show his urgency and you’re like !!! because as sensitive and gentle as jonghyun usually is sometimes something inside him comes out ;—) and it comes out to the point that you might have to hide your neck the next day lkdsjxcv, you wear jonghyun’s lab coat and stand next to minki and everyone is like ok now whose the best looking “doctor” and jonghyun chooses you and minki is DEVASTATED but minhyun is like finally,,,,someone has knocked minki off his high horse, jonghyun holding you around the waist cuddling his face into your neck completely ignoring everything else around you two: uhuh, he’s always saying sorry for things like sneezing our bumping into you by accident and you’re like kim jonghyun you angel you’re too good for me and this world and he’s like,,,well he’s like im sorry TT and you’re like if you say that again i will kiss you to shut u up (of course he says it again,,, and again,,,an again), you learned that he plays a lot of instruments and when he gets the chance he shows you videos of him and you’re like ,,,, how are you so talented and handsome and how am i so lucky and he’s like,,,,,,im the lucky one shh,,,,you guys are literally the ‘i love you more’ ‘no i love you more’ couple LOL, has a habit of licking his lips when he’s thinking and you’re like jonghyun dont do that around patients i feel like one of them might fall for you, dongho from somewhere: they all already fall for him, when he’s not doing his residency and you guys do get to go out you get to see cutest bf jonghyun in a soft cardigan and a warm smile and you’re like wow i love you so much you are like the human personification of wholesome goodness, jonghyun probably has a photo of you in his locker at the dorm that he talks to at the beginning of the day like ‘let make it through the day so our future is bright,,,,,my future with you’ LIKE HES THAT CUTE OK 

find other pd101 boys here: ong seongwoo | kang daniel | lee daehwi
nu’est boys here: minhyun 

YOI Fic Rec Masterlist!

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Lesser known fics: http://livixbobbiex.tumblr.com/post/162548629092/lesser-known-fanfic-rec-list 

Unwritten – Kaizuka

Soulmates AU where whatever you write on your own skin appears on your soulmate, but when there is a language barrier, meeting becomes just a little more difficult than it should be.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8293714/chapters/18997870

Until My Feet Bleed And My Heart Aches – Reiya

‘…Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki…’

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8748484/chapters/20055247

Of Bright Stars And Burning Hearts – Reiya

Viktor doesn’t remember the first time he met Yuuri Katsuki.

This however, is what Viktor does remember…

 Part 2 of the Rivals series and companion fic to ‘Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches’. One small change alters the course of both Viktor and Yuuri’s entire lives, throwing them into a bitter rivalry that spans across many years and creates a world where they both tell a very different side to the story.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10450500/chapters/23069073

You Can’t Plan For Everything – RivDeV

Yuuri forgets that he has a scheduled heat coming up until it’s just a couple weeks away. He scrambles to get everything ready in time, including deciding whether he’ll spend it alone or with someone. Victor only wants to help.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8799475/chapters/20173651

On My Love – RikoJasmine

For the second time, the Sochi Grand Prix Finals arrive, and with it a reborn Yuuri Katsuki. “Viktor,” Yuuri thinks over the pounding of his heart, the crowd going silent as the music begins. “I’ll show the world what you meant to me.”

Yuuri often thinks of his life as Before and After Viktor Nikiforov, the marking point being the day Viktor swept into his life and turned his world upside-down. After many years together, an accident leads to Yuuri suddenly waking up in the Before—back in Detroit, before the GPF, before he ever knew Viktor as anything other than his childhood idol.

As if it had all been just a dream.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8577016/chapters/19665139

 Winter Song – Proantagonist

The set of Yuuri’s mouth softened into a private smile as Victor squeezed his knee beneath the table. His hands were bare, free from the gloves he so often wore when they were together on the rink, and the heat of his palm burned straight through the denim of Yuuri’s jeans. He slipped his own hand beneath the table and found Victor’s. Hidden from sight, their fingers began to flirt and play. A secret conversation all their own that needed no words.

Yuuri was aware that at some point—a moment in time he couldn’t quite place—Victor had become his boyfriend.

There wasn’t a single instant when it happened. It was a slow awareness, as if Victor had silently been asking the question for months now, and Yuuri had been giving him the answer a little more with each passing day.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8596987/chapters/19715377

Victor Effing Nikiforov –shysweetthing

AU in which Yuuri still doesn’t remember the banquet, somehow doesn’t blow Japanese Nationals, runs into Victor at the World Championships, and has absolutely no idea why his idol is suddenly friendly and incredibly handsy.

Does Yuuri care about his reasons? No. It’s Victor Effing Nikiforov.

Basically this is an excuse for total fluff. And porn. And shit-talking with bonus smut. (Edited for accuracy.) Happy birthday, Victor.

~~

Victor turned back to him, supernova smile in place once more. “I really, really like you. Promise you’ll still dance with me at the banquet if you take gold this time around.”

Yuuri stared at the man. He looked at their entwined hands—he hadn’t wanted to pull away—and their thighs, pressed together despite there being plenty of room in the backseat of the cab. That scent of Victor’s cologne—just a dab, lightly applied somewhere on his neck—swirled around him. This was too real to be a dream, too physical for him to have imagined it.

“I’m sorry,” Yuuri said slowly. “But…have we talked before?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9052504

I know my madness – astoryaboutwar

It’s hardly a secret that Victor Nikiforov is a massive player.

(In which Yuuri doesn’t blow the Grand Prix Finals the first time round, does blow Victor, and everything changes but ends up the same.)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8635321

Katsuki_fc Wrote – tetsurashian

Just because Yuuri isn’t big on social media, doesn’t mean his fans aren’t.

(aka a social media fic)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8695081/chapters/19936426

Centripetal Force – Braveten

Victor speaks seven languages.

(Physics isn’t one of them.)

Luckily, though, he ends up rooming with his antithesis: a shy, black-haired boy who just so happens to be a physics major.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9534413/chapters/21559400

Maelstorm – Feelslikefire

Victor Nikiforov is poised to win gold in his fifth consecutive Grand Prix Final. He has the world at his feet, is unparalleled in the sport–right up until a snowstorm blows into Sochi, and he finds himself repeating the same day over and over and over. He stumbles over Yuuri Katsuki, and everything changes.

(Or, the time loop au. Loosely based on Groundhog Day.)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8734612/chapters/20024818

Omerta – Kashoku

Minako had said he was a blessing - that his pockets were deep and Yuuri was lucky to have caught his eye.

But Viktor Nikiforov was a curse, and Yuuri finds himself trapped in a world of blood and death where it takes violence to mend what is broken.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8918152/chapters/20427895

Shared Gravity –Phoenixwaller

Yuri Katsuki doesn’t advertise his alpha status, in fact he’d rather it be relatively unknown. He feels that he’s never fit the stereotype, and is much happier blending into the background. However, much to his dismay, his alpha instincts are awakened one summer morning.

At first he’s angry, believing that his new coach, Victor Nikiforov, has brought back an omega in heat for a day of passion. But when he intrudes to order the couple to a safer location he learns the truth. Victor, the most decorated male figure skater ever, has his own secret.

From there an inexplicable gravity grows between them, their shared secrets pulling them together in ways that both learn to cherish.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9727733/chapters/21930794

Nerve Endings – Phyona

When Yuuri moves in with Victor in St. Petersburg, they have to work through Yuuri’s anxiety and Victor’s secrets to find their balance.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9001282/chapters/20554537

Call Everything On The Ice… - shysweetthing

Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn’t tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly.

(The subtitle of this fic should be: Victor Nikiforov really needs a hug. Luckily, he gets one. Eventually.)

~~~

“No,” Victor says, skating up to Yuuri on the ice, “you have to push all the way from here, or you’ll never get the height you need for that axel.” He sets his hand on Yuuri’s ass, tracing the muscle group he’s referring to. “Not here.” He taps Yuuri’s thigh. He doesn’t know the words for the muscles in English, only knows how to show him.

Yes, technically he’s grabbing Yuuri’s ass, but how else is he to communicate?

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9654452/chapters/21811016

When ice melts in the snow (that’s when you’ll love me) – lilithiumwords

Katsuki Yuuri is the worst incubus in the Underworld. Viktor Nikiforov is his human target.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8770939/chapters/20105086

Please Have Mercy On Me – all_those_big_ass_trees

Viktor’s been living with Yuuri for a month now, but Yuuri is still not used to him. But Viktor is a good teacher, and Yuuri is a good student.
*This fic is basically about the development of their relationship with each other which begins as a crazy crush then turns into something serious, something real. Sooner or later, they have to deal with problems as well. Angst, fluff, and porn… lot of porn.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/8808781/chapters/20196931

My Name On Your Lips – Feelslikefire

Yuuri Katsuki has been betrothed to the High King’s son, Victor, since he was just a child; furthermore, as an omega, he’s forbidden from practicing magic in combat. For years, he’s been able to put off the former because the Prince was traveling abroad, and gotten around the latter by practicing with his mentor in secret.

Now Victor Nikiforov has finally returned home, and Yuuri is being summoned to the capital for their wedding. He needs a plan to put off marriage long enough to find a way to break the betrothal, while keeping his practicing from being discovered.

If only the Prince didn’t have other ideas.

(Or, the swords-and-sorcery arranged marriage AU. Updates weekly.)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9406391/chapters/21293999

Twenty-Five Hours - olizzybenneto 

In which Yuuri spends a 25 hour flight next to Victor Nikiforov, skating legend, and feels it might simultaneously be the best and worst thing that has ever happened to him.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9677486/chapters/21856832

All Eyes on Me - Kizuna_Auri 

Yuuri, under the username of Eros, is a size queen omega who most certainly does not have an obsession with fellow camboy and legendary silver-haired alpha Aria. Just like Phichit is not the most meddlesome roommate known to man.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10611891/chapters/23466588

The Boyfriend Experience - Cryingoverspilledvodka 

Katsuki Yuuri is an accomplished escort at 23, operating under the pseudonym Eros, in Detroit. When one of his favourite clients sets him up with none other than world-renowned figure skater Victor Nikiforov, the delicate balance between Yuuri’s personal and professional life teeters ever closer towards ruin.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9285461/chapters/21042680

For The Camera - Noon30ish 

In which Yuuri becomes a pornstar and is ‘training’ under the one and only, the Living Legend, Vitya.

Or the fic where, for Yuuri, sex comes first and love comes after.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10206422/chapters/22653293

The “Real” Viktor Nikiforov - thishasbeencary 

So, fine, maybe Yuuri’s a little bored and lonely when he likes a dating profile claiming to be Viktor Nikiforov. And, maybe, he’s a little pathetic when he gets excited when the account messages him almost immediately after. And, he’s definitely stupid for falling in love with someone pretending to be his idol, but he can’t help it. It’s not like it’s the real Viktor Nikiforov, anyway. He knows someone is catfishing him, but he still falls ridiculously in love.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10315007/chapters/22807862

Shape Of You - ViktorBunny 

Yuri is moving to St. Petersburg and Victor is far too excited to show him everything and spoil his Katsudon on his home turf.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9429881/chapters/21340928

An Intangible Force of Motion - doeinstinct 

The new season is in full-swing, and Viktor is realizing just how much work it is to coach and compete, but the exhilaration is worth it. The pain in his leg is probably just from overworking. Probably.
(Or the post-season one continuation fic no one really asked for.)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9153136/chapters/20793226

Beyond The Blue Horizon - HikarisDream

It was perfect. There was no music, no sound whatsoever, only Yuuri, dancing in front of him, toes sinking into the deliciously soft carpet, his movements fluent even off the ice and his eyes sparkling while he tried to show to Victor what his words had lacked to convey, making him hear the melody with his eyes while he watched every small gesture, every delicate step. It was all there on open display; their love unfolding for everyone to see.

Victor Nikiforov is back in competitive skating with Yuuri finally meeting him on the same ice. Victuuri. Post-Canon. BoyxBoy Rated M for smut. Lots of Fluff

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9186470/chapters/20850245

Like A Fairytale - lucycamui 

In which Prince Victor gets swept off his feet at a royal banquet and will go to any length to find his 'Cinderella’ Yuuri.
(And Phichit is the fairy godmother who has no idea what he’s doing).

“The crown prince of the Nikiforov kingdom, infatuated with a mystery pastry chef he’s only just met. This is exactly the kind of scandalous love story my life has been missing… So, what’s he look like? What exactly is Prince Victor’s type?”

“…Sweet.”

“Well, he does make pastries.“

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9373529/chapters/21220337

Update: 12th May 2017

No Less Unthinkable - rageprufrock 

In which Katsuki Yuuri fights a losing battle with chronic anxiety, the quadruple Salchow, and his own judgment four drinks in — but wins the war.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9643403/chapters/21786299

The Next Level - Azriona

So this is being engaged to a fellow skater: it’s trying to figure out whose sweats are whose, writing competition dates on the calendar in different colored pens, late-night arguments over sequins versus feathers, running out of the really good foot plasters after the shops have closed for the night.

The skating season continues (as skating seasons are wont to do), while Victor and Yuuri negotiate the shifts in their relationship, their careers, and their home rink.

Sometimes, things even go as planned.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10599636/chapters/23434005

blood is thicker than - icanhinatashouyoutheworld 

“You might be Yuri’s biological parent, Mr. Nikiforov. But I’m his father. If Yuri wants to go with you, that’s one thing,” Yuuri Katsuki’s voice flows quiet and dangerous into the room “but if he doesn’t, don’t think that you’re taking my child away from home,”

Or: Victor Nikiforov finds out he has a son. He wants full custody.

Katsuki Yuuri isn’t going to give up his child that easily.

Or: Victor and Yuuri fight a custody battle for Yurio. Shit happens.

Or: Yuri Plisetsky starts with one parent, and ends up with two.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10335053/chapters/22845206

Stimulating Conversation - threerings

Yuuri is determined to get to the bottom of why Victor keeps flirting with him. This leads to a conversation. With alcohol.

“Besides,” said Victor. “Maybe if I get you drunk I can learn some of your secrets.”

Yuuri coughed as he swallowed. “My secrets?”

 “Yes. The secrets of the mysterious Katsuki Yuuri, enigma of the figure skating world.” Yuuri nearly choked again at that.

He laughed and shook his head. “You don’t need to make fun of me.”

 “What? You are an enigma.”

 “Sure.”

 “I’m not joking,” Victor assured. “No one really knows what to make of you, Yuuri. You’re so quiet most of the time and then other times…” Yuuri just looked at the other man as he trailed off. He shook his head and reached to pour them both more sake.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10794513/chapters/23943609

empty spaces between stars - astudyinrose

Victor gets just as drunk as Yuuri at the Sochi Banquet, and they disappear together after the dance-offs. They wake up the morning after with rings on their fingers, and pictures of them kissing after getting married the night before are all over the tabloids… but neither of them remembers a thing. They decide to stay married for a while for the sake of Victor’s sponsorships, and in exchange, Victor coaches Yuuri through nationals…

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10847568/chapters/24084063

Baby Blue Prince - Daughter of Vayu 

When Viktor Nikiforov met Yuuri, he didn’t know that cute guy with awful baby blue tie was actually a real life prince. The one with titles and such.

The Modern Royalty AU with Yuuri as Prince Cinnamon Roll.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10699002/chapters/23697102

You're Perfect To Me

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 795

Masterlist |Ask

Originally posted by parkjiminer


“Jimin?”

Turning the volume of the TV down a little bit, you waited for the response of your boyfriend but knitted your eyebrows when you were met with silence.

 It was currently 1 am in the morning, the time at which your boyfriend mostly came home from work or practice.

When you realized that he wasn’t going to answer, you got up from your warm and cozy sofa and walked towards your apartment door, concerned that something might have had happened to him.

You watched how Jimin threw his bag and jacket on the ground, his body walking towards yours with heavy steps. “Jimin why aren’t you answer- Nngh.”  

Just before you could end your sentence, Jimin wrapped his strong arms around your body, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck immediately.

“Jimin, what’s wrong?”

Without answering your question, he tightened his arms around your body even more and nuzzled his head even further into the crook of your neck. When you felt his shaky breath on your skin, you realized that something was wrong.

Stroking his hair softly, you tried again. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did something happen today?”

Shaking his head slightly, he whispered with a shaky voice. “Can you please hug me?”

Smiling softly, you wrapped your arms tightly around his body and placed a little kiss on his head, whispering back. “Come on, let’s bring you to bed, hm?”

Taking a step with you still in his arms, you yelped at the sudden move and hit him lightly. “Yah, we can’t walk like this. You need to let go of me.”

“But I don’t want to..” he whined like a little kid.

“I won’t make your favorite hot chocolate if don’t let go of me right now.”

Without thinking twice, he unwrapped his arms from your body and grabbed your hand instead, dragging you with him to your shared bedroom.

Sitting down on the bed, he pulled you in between his spread legs, this time nuzzling his head in your belly while holding you tightly. “Jimin, you’re scaring me..”

You placed your hand under his chin and lifted his head up, looking into his now teary eyes with your soft ones. He, on the other hand, tried to avert his eyes, hating the idea of you seeing him in this state.

Kneeling down in front of him, you held his head in your hands, stroking his cheeks with a gentle touch. “Hey, it’s okay to cry. You don’t need to hold it back. Not when you’re with me..”

After hearing those words, Jimin broke in front of your eyes, not being able to hold the sobs back. “I..I’m disappointing them, Y/N..”

When Jimin looked up, he was met with your confused face. “I’m trying everything, Y/N.. I sleep less, I eat less, I work hard every single day but for some reason, I can’t be the Jimin they want me to be.. Even though I dance for hours everyday, I can’t improve my dancing like Hoseokie Hyung.. Even though I practice everyday, I can’t sing the high notes as smoothly as Jungkookie does.. I want to be a better singer and dancer for Army, but the more I try the worse it gets, Y/N.. And I don’t know what to do anymore..”

You wrapped your arms around his body the minute he stopped talking, making sure that he felt comfortable in your arms. “Stop being so hard on yourself, Jimin-ah.. You’re prefect the way you are. You shouldn’t overwork yourself by thinking that you’re not good enough for your fans. They love you the way you are. Everyone is proud of you. You’re already perfect for them..”

Leaning back a little bit, Jimin looked at you with his sparkling eyes, asking like a little child. “R-Really?”

Smiling softly, you nodded eagerly. “Of course! You’re disappointing nobody, Jimin. Bangtan loves you as much as you love them. You’re family for them, they appreciate every single thing you do or create, admiring your hard work just like you admire theirs.. Every single one of you completes the other one, which makes you all perfect as a whole team.. You don’t need to carry all the weight all by yourself, Jimin-ah.. There are a lot of people who would love to help you out whenever you have a hard time..”

The smile you saw on Jimin’s face after you ended your sentence was a smile to die for, making you lean forward and place a long and sweet kiss on his soft lips.

“You need to learn to love yourself, Jimin.. Accept yourself for the person you are and don’t try to change yourself for other people.. You’re already perfect to me the way you are..”

anonymous asked:

DAI companions reacting to the Inquisitor being badly injured? Romance companions as well please?

Cassandra: She’s scared and worried, of course, but she knows what to do. She gets them out of harm’s way, pours some healing poultice over their wounds, and warns them before she does that it will sting (it does, and she apologizes as she applies it), and gets them to a healer. She lets the healer do their job, but as soon as they’re out of the tent, she asks about their condition. Later, she visits them and warns them to be more careful in the future. If Romanced: It proceeds largely the same, except only if the healer allows it, she stays with him while the healer works, clutching his hand as he moans or even screams in pain, depending on what the healer does– be it potions or poultices or stitches or surgery. “I know it hurts. Stay strong and stay still. I’m here with you, and you’re going to be okay. Hold on for me. Please…”

Blackwall: He hauls the Inquisitor out of danger and hurries to camp in search of a healer. He’s panicking and running as fast as he can go, heart palpitating with fear as blood trickles down from them onto his armor (he doesn’t mind). He passes them to a healer and stays nearby, wincing when he hears their cries from where they’re being treated. If Romanced: He stays by her bedside as the healer works, holding her hand and squeezing it, wincing if she screams in pain. “I’m so sorry I didn’t do a better job of protecting you,” he apologizes, “I won’t leave you now. I’m not going anywhere. Breathe.”

Iron Bull: He picks them up and books it to the nearest healer, and stuffs one of Stitches’ poultices down their throat for good measure (in spite of their disgusted cries). It doesn’t bother him in the least how much they squirm or scream or kick or cry; his only thoughts are getting them to a healer and somewhere safe to recover. He stands guard nearby as the healer works, and offers them strong booze later to take some of the pain away. If Romanced: He acts the same, but on the inside, he’s fucking terrified. He stays with them through it all, squeezing their hand and talking them through it. “I know, Kadan, I know it hurts. I’m here. You’re going to be okay. It’s going to hurt like a motherfucker, but you’ll be okay…”

Sera: She curses, loudly, and hurries to the Herald’s side, trying her best to get them up (if conscious) or rouse them (if unconscious). She’ll shoot anyone that isn’t a party member that gets too close. “Stop dying, you!” she orders, shakily and angry. She manages to get them to a healer, and she promises them booze as soon as they’re all cleaned up by the healer. If Romanced: She stays with her as the healer works, griping her hand as she groans or even screams. “I’m here, love, it’s going to hurt but it’s going to be okay. You have to be okay.”

Varric: He curses and drags them out of harm’s way if they can’t walk, and applies healing poultices until someone else can pick them up and carry them back to camp. If they’re conscious (and either moaning or screaming in pain) he tries to soothe them as best he can. “Come on, Boss,” he hums nervously, “it’s not time for the hero to die. Not yet.”

Cole: He’s at their side in a flash, tending to their injured areas as best he can, knowing exactly where it hurts and how much, with or without their shouting. If he can do so without hurting them more, he actually uses a potion to knock them out, because they won’t feel as much pain. “You can’t die. People need you. So many will hurt if you die…”

Dorian: Lets out a steady steam of Tevene curses as he rushes to their side and begins casting as many healing spells as he knows and snapping at anyone who gets in the way if they aren’t a healer. He gets someone to then carry them back to camp where a healer is, and stays nearby, willing to help however he can. If Romanced: The same as above, but like the others, he sits in with them while the healer works, murmuring reassurances and silently pleading that they make it.

Solas: He handles it practically, casting healing spells to stabilize them, then getting them to camp. He checks on them periodically, sometimes to cast more healing spells, others to simply to ensure they’re alright. If Romanced: He’s much more panicked as he tries to tend to her; he can’t bear the thought of her dying, not now, not ever. He barely leaves her side until she heals, sleeping or awake, the former of which is the only time she doesn’t feel as much pain, so he tries to keep her relaxed while in the Fade– less stress, less pain.

Vivienne: Like Solas, she handles it in the most efficient and practical manner, stabilizing them, taking note of where the injuries are and how severe they are, and relaying them to whatever doctor takes over their care. She always seems to come by when the pain flares up the most, with a potion that handles the worst of symptoms. “Please,” she urges, “feel better soon, Darling. Let me know if I can help you any further.”

Josephine: She finds out after they get injured. When they come back to Skyhold to recover, she makes sure their room is clean and comfortable, that they have good food and clean baths, and the best of the healers on hand to help them. She visits them in their quarters with cookies and a card that reads Get Well Soon, and checks on them at least once a day. If Romanced: She panics and darts to their side as soon as they arrive in Skyhold. Every moment that does not require her work or attention, she’s with them, doing her best to keep their spirits up, and to reassure herself that they’ll be okay.

Leliana: She finds out quickly by her messengers, and comes to visit the Herald once they get to Skyhold. She does not flinch as they cry out if the doctor’s treatments hurt or as their pain rises; she just reassures them that they’ll make it. She has someone stationed nearby the whole time just to make sure no one tries to attack the Herald while they’re already down.

Cullen: He winces when he hears it, and if the injuries were the result of an attack, he ups the amount of soldiers following the Inquisitor, much to their chagrin. He visits now and again to wish them a swift recovery. If Romanced: His heart sinks when he finds out, and spends the time waiting for her to come back to Skyhold a nervous wreck, pacing and working incessantly. Once she’s actually there, he waits for her at the gates, sees her to her room, and spends any moment he’s not working with her.

So, it’s 5am in oslo rn and Isak can’t sleep. And when this happens nowadays (it seriously rarely happened in the last few months) he either:

- Connects the moles on Even’s face - that boy sleeps like a log and isn’t bothered by this, don’t worry (he even sometimes smiles in his sleep when Isak does this so it’s really a win-win method to distract himself from his insomnia)

- Reads in the massive astronomy book Even’s dad got him for his birthday

- Researches courses in biochemistry and/or astrophysics at UiO

- Texts his boys (he usually doesn’t bc then they will be all like why are you awake and dude, are you ok and if something bothers you you gotta talk to us, man the next day and he isn’t shutting them out again he just some nights has problems sleeping ffs - seriously it’s down to like once or twice a month)

- Draw Even and himself as (badly done and unrecognisable) stickfigures and hides it in Even’s already prepared work-lunch bag

- Does laundry (he mostly doesn’t want to leave the bed tho, bc Even is puffing out little snores and well adorable )

- Writes a love letter to Even that he then crinkles up blushing and grinning and never tells anyone about (until one day Even finds one but that’s another story)

- And some nights, like this one, when he really is so exhausted and tired but his mind just wont let his heavy body sleep, he wakes Even up. With a guilty voice and a desperation in his eyes he croaks “can’t sleep, Evi”

- And Even will scoop him up in his arms no questions asked, places a noisy kiss on his ruffled hair and holds him close. And with Even’s arms and support wrapped tight and warm around him and some slightly out of tune hummed lullaby, Isak finally drifts off to sleep.

Becoming One (Soulmate AU)

Request: Woozi and #12 from the new prompt list please!

12) Soulmate AU: when you sleep you see the world through you bias’s eyes

Prompt list can be found here! :)

Member: Seventeen’s Woozi x Y/N

Type: fluff


The rain pounded on your heavy shoulders as you raced home, careful to avoid puddles as your sneakers smacked against the pavement. It had been raining consistently for the past week, leaving you continually damp and generally grumpy. You enjoyed rainy weather when you were allowed to watch it from the other side of the window. 

You yanked open the front door of your house and hustled across the threshold, popping off your muddy shoes along the way. 

“Hey honey, how was your-” your mother began, folding clothes near the couch. You sped past her, keeping your shoulders high to avoid any sort of conversation. 

“Can’t talk, tired!” you shouted over your shoulder, speed walking down the hallway. 

“You can’t escape your problems by hiding in someone else’s head!” your mom called after you, your door slamming on the last word. 

You sighed, dropped your backpack to the floor, and crawled into bed with no hesitation. She was right, sleeping would not help you deal with your bad days, but it wasn’t like you had normal dreams anyway. 

They began around age thirteen, the strange images that would appear as soon as you closed your eyes. They started out fuzzy at first, foggy around the corners, and in a rudimentary black and white. They were mildly frightening, almost like flashes of memories that felt familiar, but were obviously not yours. The language was strange and the sounds too harsh. Eventually, you had to come clean to your mother or else begin explaining why you looked like you never had any sleep. 

You had enlightened your parents of the strange nightmares plaguing you as soon as you laid your head to rest, only to have your parents knowingly smile at each other. They insisted that everything was normal and to not panic. This was difficult as you still had no earthly idea what it all meant. Feeling alone in it all, you had stormed away from the only people you could truly trust, insisting that they didn’t understand. 

That’s when the dreams became more vivid. No longer were you stuck looking at a pixelated screen, but bright images of laughing boys and dancing feet. The language was still unfamiliar, but much more soft, more comforting. It was as if the person you were seemingly living through had become aware of your existence, aware that this was incredibly new. 

That’s when you sat down with your parents again. 

“So…I need an explanation,” you insisted, crossing your small hands on the table before you. “It’s like I’m living someone else’s life when I fall asleep. I have no idea what he’s saying, but it’s a boy? These aren’t my experiences, but they feel like they are, and I’m honestly pretty freaked out.”

“Not to freak you out more,” your mother smiled. “But the images you are seeing are experiences belonging to your soulmate.”

“I’m going to need you to rewind and pause,” you had whispered, furrowing your brows. “This is something that happens in a sci fi movie, not in real life.” 

“If it makes you feel better, when he sleeps, he sees the world from your eyes as well!” your father said cheerfully, nodding his head. 

“How?” you gasped, suddenly feeling icky. “What all does he see? Oh my god can he see me using the bathroom? Mom, Dad, I can’t.” 

Your dad’s eyes became wide as he tilted his head, looking curiously at your mother. “I don’t remember seeing you in the bathroom, but this little punk better not-”

“I’m pretty sure that’s a hardcoded no-no in our human nature,” your mother nodded, her expression remaining serene. “Has he tried to contact you?”

“He’s going to try to contact me? I haven’t even seen his face yet,” you groaned. “He’s so calm though. He has to see me freaking out all the time.”

“Some cultures…and even some people’s parents try to explain the idea of soulmates to their children before they actually come into contact with them,” your mom continued. “Everyone starts experiencing the dreams at different times, so he could have realized what was happening.”

“Wait, so…like…he doesn’t speak English,” you whispered. “Does that mean I have to learn another language? When am I going to see his face?”

“Most likely,” your father nodded. “If you plan on communicating. And usually you won’t see his face until you actually meet. It’s funny how the universe works like that.” 

You rolled your eyes and stood from the table. “I just want to say, I would’ve appreciated a little heads up. I guess I’ll start my…um…Japanese lessons? Korean lessons? Chinese? I have to google some stuff…”

With years worth of dreams under your belt and unknowingly learning Korean in your sleep, the whole soulmate experience had become normalized by the time you got to university. You had slowly learned that your soulmate’s name was Jihoon and he lived in Seoul. He was a musician, and an extremely talented one at that. He was constantly surrounded by a troop of equally as talented and hardworking boys (not to mention incredibly good looking and goofy) so you felt optimistic about the idea of your future. You had grown to use Jihoon’s experiences as a coping mechanism, falling asleep whenever your own life became too difficult to handle so you could escape into his. He was normally calm, providing a quiet solace through his every day actions. You couldn’t help the small corner of your mind that was plagued by doubt, falling susceptible to the google articles you had read about soulmates never meeting and being haunted with the experiences of one another until their dying days. You knew you wanted to meet him, but just didn’t know when. Or if he even felt the same. 


Jihoon stifled a large yawn as he leaned over the mixing board in the studio. He had been at his work for hours, long since giving up the pleasant idea of sleep. 

The pleasant idea of you. 

He tilted his head as he thought about things, about the small bits of life he had shared through your eyes. He was grateful that he had such a kind soulmate, someone on the opposite side of the world unknowingly supporting him and pushing him to be better. He had been relentlessly practicing his English in his free time, capable of understanding most of your conversations in your daily life. He loved the sound of your voice more than any song he had composed. His heart fluttering in his sleep, managing to keep his emotions invested as your experiences became one. 

He scribbled idly onto his notepad, wondering what you would be seeing from his perspective today. He longed to get a glimpse of you, any little bit he could. He contemplated on the curve of your lips, the arch of your brow, the color of your eyes. He knew he’d never find out unless he could meet you in person, close the gap between the two of you. But how? 

Maybe a few hours of sleep would help.


You sprung from your bed, fresh from a nap following your afternoon classes. This was it, this was the break you needed. 

You slid from beneath the blankets and padded across the hardwood floor in search of whichever parent you could find first. Luckily they were both lazily reclined on the couch, glued to the television when you turned the corner. 

“Parents,” you nodded, your eyes urgent. “It’s time.”

“What’s time?” your mother sighed, looking up from the television. 

“For me to apply for the study abroad,” you continued. “In Seoul.”

Your father’s eyes looked quickly from you to your mother, surprised by the sudden outburst. “Are you sure?”

“I have enough,” you nodded. “I can find him. You said when I found him, I’d know, didn’t you? The feeling would be nothing I’ve ever felt before. Like dreams and reality became one.”

Your mother nodded slowly, a nervous smile on her face. “If you’re ready…we won’t stop you.” 

You nodded, an anxious feeling consuming your chest. “I’m ready.”


Jihoon launched from his small bed, slamming his head on the bunk above him. 

“Shit,” he grumbled, rubbing his forehead in aggravation. He looked around the dark room, his body still slow with movements of sleep while his mind raced. 

“Yah, you couldn’t have found a better way to wake me up?” Jeonghan grumbled, his head appearing over the side of the bunk. 

“I didn’t intend on waking anyone up,” JIhoon sighed. “I had a …dream? Nightmare? I don’t know anymore.”

“What did you see? Jeonghan asked, his head disappearing again. 

“She’s coming,” Jihoon whispered, shaking his head. 

“Well…that’s a good thing, isn’t it?” Jeonghan asked hesitantly. 

“I think so? What if she doesn’t like me? What if she says something about my height?” JIhoon continued. 

“Like, wow, that guy is so much taller than I expected!” Mingyu grumbled from his bunk on the other side of the room. “Seeing the world through his eyes made me think he was only 91cm tall.”

“If you wake up to a pillow over your face, you’ll know who you’re being smothered by,” Jeonghan giggled. 

“Look,” Seungcheol groaned, sitting up in the bed opposite Jihoon. “To save us all some wasted sleep, Jihoon, it’ll be fine.”

“I just want a normal night sleep,” Jihoon whined. “It’s been so long.”

“That’s why you have to meet her,” Seungcheol nodded. “You’ve been watching each other for years-”

“Creeeeepy,” Mingyu sang. 

The room didn’t have to be well lit to tell the other three boys were rolling their eyes. 

“If she didn’t want to meet you, she wouldn’t be on her way,” Seungcheol continued. “You’re usually the one to give me sound advice, so listen to yourself for once. Just breathe. It’ll all be fine.”

“And if it’s not,” Jeonghan called out. “At least you’ll be able to sleep again.”

Mingyu giggled “Ah yes, Woozi hyung’s true soulmate, a sound night’s sleep.”


You were nervous as you gripped the light stick in your hand, uncertain of what would happen next, or what you should do with it. You looked it over carefully, the small, pink diamond centerpiece, the easy script reading Seventeen. You looked back up again, beginning to navigate your way through the masses of teenage girls idling around in the crowd. After a few small attempts at begging and throwing your shoulders around, you finally found your way to the front row of the pit, your stomach pressed against the barrier. Your heart felt like it was about to explode, seemingly skipping beats as you came to realize the gravity of the situation. 

You were in Korea. You were at a concert. A concert being put on by an idol group. 

An idol group containing your soulmate. 

As the lights around the stage began to dim, the noise pulsing from the crowd grew louder. You began to contemplate your movements for once the show was over, after you were inevitably deemed just another face in the crowd, passed over by the man you had travelled so far to see. Could you follow their vehicles? Could you arrange a meeting at their entertainment building? Thoughts swam around your head as slow music began to pump through the already tense atmosphere and several boys appeared. 

You nodded with the beat, recognizing face after face as they became visible. That one was Seungkwan. And that one was Vernon. That one was Wonwoo. And that one was Mingyu. You continued to nod, feeling as if the seconds were stretching into hours as you waited to see the face you weren’t familiar with. 

Until it appeared and you realized…it was more familiar than them all. 

As your eyes found his face, his skin seemed to almost glow. You were rendered breathless, halting all movements as you stared up at him, completely lost in his movements as he strode across the stage. Your father was right. It was as if dreams and reality were becoming one. 

Your mind was completely blank, your eyes following him without stopping as he danced and sang his way back and forth in front of you, not stopping long enough to get a solid enough look into the crowd. You knew he had some idea that you were visiting. He had to have known you were here. 

Halfway through the show, when you thought you were going to pass out from lack of oxygen, the house lights came up, only a small group of boys coming out onto the stage. You recognized them immediately as Jeonghan, Joshua, DK, Seungkwan, and your Woozi. 

Almost as if drawn to you, he held tight to his guitar as he pulled his stool to sit before you on the stage. His eyes scanned the front row carefully, taking a small moment to acknowledge each fan and give them a small smile. The blood in your veins turned to ice water as his gaze grew closer to the section you were in. As he casually looked over each person, his eyes came to a halt, his attention completely focused on something. You tilted your head, realizing he was staring at your hands, draped over the barrier and clinging tightly to the light stick you had bought. His eyes slowly traced up your arms and across your shoulders, up your neck and halting on your face. His jaw dropped slowly as he openly gaped at you. 

“Woozi hyung,” Seungkwan whispered, sending an elbow to his older member. “Woozi hyung, introduce the song.”

Jihoon shook his head slowly, attempting to come out of the trance you had put him in. “This…this song…this song is for someone…I dream about every day. Please enjoy Mansae.” 

Originally posted by seungcheofine

Unfit (M)

Genre: smut + Everything else

Pairing: Yoongi X Reader

Fandom: BTS

Request:  can I have a yoongi smut where the condom breaks and he only notices it after he came so it turns into angst but then into fluff again 

Originally posted by syuubd

It was one of those days were you painfully missed your boyfriend. He wouldn’t be home until next month and you couldn’t stop thinking about him. As you check the calendar on your phone you realize it he would be in a meeting right now so you couldn’t call him to hear his voice. Suddenly you were awoken by a new idea, pulling out your earphones and putting them in. You scrolled through your sound-cloud until you found his mix-tape, listening to the song as well as the voice you loved so much. You starred up at the ceiling trying to figure out if this was working or if it was only making you miss him even more. You honestly should have been used to this now since you’ve been dating him for 2 years already. With a sigh, you closed your eyes. The more you thought about him you thought that maybe you were losing your mind. It felt as if he was right next to you in the bed. 

A hand moved up and pulled the earphone out. 

“How can you listen to music that loud? I could hear my own voice walking in through the door.”

Your eyes snapped open and you looked next to you to find your smiling boyfriend. 

“Y-you’re home? But you weren’t supposed to come back for another month-”

Yoongi shrugged. 

“I told them I couldn’t stand to be away from you so I came back to visit you. I can only be here for the weekend though so don’t get too excited..”

You sat up and hugged him so tightly you wondered if it was hurting him but the chuckle in his voice made it seem otherwise. 

“God I missed you so much..” You mumbled into his shoulder, not wanting to let him go.

“Is that why you were listening to my song?”

You gave him a nod. 

“You’re so cute.” Yoongi smiled, finally giving you a kiss. 

You wouldn’t even want to admit to how embarrassingly needy you felt just at the thought of feeling his lips against yours. You had waited so long to feel his arms around you, his gaze only on you, his voice only talking to you, and more importantly, just seeing him in front of you. When the light make-out started getting heavier the small moan that came from your mouth definitely initiated something more. His strong hands held you up onto his lap, occasionally grazing your ass.

“Do I ever tell you how much I love your body?” He groaned.

“Pretty often, actually.”

A look of trouble overcame his face with a smirk. “Good.”

Before you knew it, you were already back at it with him, trying to clumsily take your clothes off without pulling your lips away. He gladly helped, pulling your shirt off and over your head to leave you only in your underwear. You could hear the sound of your own heart beating in your chest. It was the same guy you’d been with for years but every time it got down to it, you felt the same rush in your chest as always. Maybe that was a good thing but you felt like you could live without the slight nervousness. 

The feeling of his hands placing themselves on your bare sides snapped you out of the thoughts you were having. He lazily gave you a smile, making your face feel warm. Oddly enough, you just then realized just how much you loved him. Seeing his messy hair but still thinking that he was absolutely perfect in this moment. 

“What is it?” He asked. 

You shook your head. “I’ll tell you about it later.”

Without a warning you felt his hands move down lower until his fingers played with the sides of your underwear. You gave a light smile and a nod to tell him it was okay and he proceed to pull them down your thighs. His lips pressed themselves against your skin, giving you goosebumps. Your bare core was sitting ontop of his clothed, but not absently hard, member under you. 

“Do you really have to tease me? It’s already been 3 months….” You whined. 

He let out a hoarse laugh. “Fine, get one of the condoms out of the drawer and I won’t tease you anymore.”

You helped him out by removing his boxers for him, rushing him due to your neediness. A hand reached over to grab the condom and the other to help tear it open. Yoongi took control for you as he slid the condom on himself and aligned himself directly up with you. His eyes glanced over to you. 

“Alright. Go ahead, babe.”

“Y-you want me to do it?”

He gave a nod. “It’s nice to watch you ride me.”

Being blunt when it came to sex wasn’t a surprise because honestly, he was just a blunt person overall. You do as you’re told, slowly moving yourself down him. You watched him bit his lip, knowing he was enjoying the view. Maybe that’s why he was always under you, you thought to yourself. As your hips start move, his facial expression doesn’t change much. The way you could tell he was getting into it was his pace. He liked to watch you move against him but occasionally you’d feel him thrust up himself or he’d tighten his grip on your sides. 

The more and more you felt him fucking you the harder it became to hold yourself up. Your hands fell next to him, holding your body up. Yoongi’s lips were brought back to your chest and neck once more, helping you strangle out more moans of his name. To which he was definitely not complaining. He knew convincing you to get a house instead of an apartment would be quite beneficial due to his hidden kink. His thumbs pressed down on the right spot on yours hips to keep you in place. Yoongi mercilessly pounded into you from underneath despite you supposed to be riding him. Sometimes he’d get impatient and take things into his own hands but you weren’t complaining. When he became in charge it was only a bigger turn on. 

What really did it though was the small curse words that fell out of his mouth and his usually composed face changing. It was hard to focus on as his hips messily kept going. You knew your boyfriend’s patterns well enough to know he was close. Your chest now pressed up against his as you kissed him roughly in between sharing moans. 

“Fuck, I love you…” He moaned.

In the heat of the moment you barely had time to react and you were unsure if he was just saying it or not. He thrusted into you once more before finally reaching his own climax. As you got off of his chest, panting, you hear him curse once more.

“Oh shit.”

You look over to see what he was referring to and you felt as if your heart was going to stop. 

“Wait, Yoongi. Tell me that just broke.”

He looked up at you. “Y/N, It’s not a big deal.”

“NOT A BIG DEAL?” 

He watched as you stood up from the bed in panic. 

“We can not have a kid! What if this gets me pregnant? Huh? Then what are we going to do?”

Yoongi sat up and grabbed your hand. 

“Then we figure things out together. Maybe having a kid isn’t a bad idea?”

You couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. 

“Are you insane? This is the busiest work as ever been for you! I’ll have to do everything alone and I don’t have the money for a kid. I’m unfit to be a mom Yoongi! I can’t do this and I don’t want to do this…not without you.”

He reached out and pulled you back on the bed.

“This isn’t even really happening..you’re getting ahead of yourself. It may not even happen. BUT if by some chance it does I will work everything out. I’ll move you out to Seoul and I’ll come home every night. We can have our small family of 3 to come home to after work. I have enough money to take care of them and I’m not going to let you do a single thing alone. I love you, okay? I’m not going anywhere and whatever happens we do this together.”

You teared up. “I’m just scared..”

He nodded, rubbing your back gently. 

“I know. It’s not that I’m not scared, I just believe that you’ll be a good parent if it came down to it. You’re the person I love the most and this isn’t going to change that.”

“Yeah…I love you too.”

Yoongi let out a sigh of relief. “Well at least that’s a good start.”

You laughed lightly, wiping the tears off your cheeks. 

“I guess it won’t be too bad since it’s you.”

“That’s my girl….Now that, that’s over with. Since we can’t really do anything now that it’s already done. How about you come back over here so I can help you out a little more, hmm?”

He kissed on your thighs, looking up at you. 

“Round 2? You’re on.”

another thing, how does JJ wanna talk bout how he made the sidemen?? I personally found the sidemen through Vik (as embarrassing it is,) some of their fans are probably from the minecraft side of vik’s channels. It’s probably some of their younger, 15-12 ish part of the fanbase, and even if they’re not, all the guys needed was a kickstart. JJ Didn’t make any of the guys. They made themselves. They put their work in and made their own videos. JJ was there as a friend. He had no intention to make them youtube famous. He was there as a friend. The guys put in their own work to build themselves to where they are today. Jide has no right to say he made them, because he didn’t.