I didn’t know what type of fight you wanted so, it turned into fluff because I’m total and utter trash! It has a bad ending but that’s because I never wanted it to end. I hope you like it!
You got the text from Jughead around 4pm, that said to come over to his house. You almost didn’t go, due to the amount of homework you had, but at 4:18 pm you were already in his driveway. His parents weren’t home, as usual, so you just walked into the house.
“Jughead? What’s wrong?” You shouted, wandering around the house looking for your friend. You walked up the carpeted staircase and turned left into his room. There you saw him, sprawled out on the floor with his back leaning against the side of his bed. The cuts and bruises on his arms and face looked fresh and he seemed like he was in pain. You rushed over and crouched next to him, you leaned over grabbing his face carefully in your hands.
“Jug, what happened?” You asked, he turned his face in your hands so he could look you in the eyes, but he didn’t speak. His blue eyes were unreadable as he took in your features. “Was it Reggie?” You asked, but he still didn’t reply. He just closed his eyes and leaned his face against your palm. You slowly got up, “I’ll grab some meds.” You exited his room and into the bathroom. There you opened a cabinet and grabbed some pain killers and hydrogen peroxide for his cuts.
When you returned to his room, Jughead was trying to get up to do who knows what. You set the medicine down on his dresser and put your hands on your hips. He almost didn’t notice the look you were giving him, until you cleared your throat. His eyes landed on you, and despite the pain, he gave you a little smile. “You look cute when you’re pissed off.” If it wasn’t for the situation, you might’ve blushed harder, but you just looked at him. “Sit down, Jug.”
“I have to type. Just really quick.” He said as his limped over to his desk. It looked like he would fall at any second, so you walked over and guided him to his bed. “You can type later. But for now,” you said sitting him on his bed, “just sit.” He listened and didn’t move as you pressed a rag soaked in the peroxide to his cuts. He let out small hisses of pain to which you muttered ‘sorry.’ You weren’t sorry though, not really. He had been getting into fights whenever he could and you were tired of playing nurse with him afterwards. So after you had cleaned his cuts and made him down a few pain killers, you let him have it.
“This fighting with people needs to end! I’m tired of seeing you beat up like this.” You yelled, throwing your hands in the air. “You don’t understand, I did it for-”
“Your novel; I know, but that doesn’t justify it Jug!” You said, interrupting him. He looked up at you from his spot on his bed, blue eyes watching you intensely while you shouted at him. “What ever they said they said about your novel or you shouldn’t provoke you like this! Normally you wouldn’t even care so what-” He was on his feet now, a mere inches away from you. You became silent at the sudden closeness. “They weren’t bashing on me, Y/N.” His voice was in a deep whisper as he spoke, “They were saying ugly, horrible things about you and I wouldn’t have that. You out of all people, do not deserve that.” Before you could stop yourself, you wrapped your arms around his waist and drew him into a hug. He had to lean down to hug you properly, but he couldn’t have cared less. You felt tears behind your eyes, but fought them back. You managed to choke out, “I’m sorry, Jug,” and you meant it this time.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” he whispered, “it’s okay that you got mad at me. I was mad at me.” He pulled back slightly and gestured to his face, “Like, I’m really bad at fighting, I was pissed I couldn’t defend you.” You let out a laugh and the tears you had been holding back fell onto your cheeks. He brushed them away the moment he saw them and fought the urge to kiss them away. You leaned in again, for another hug, and placed your head on his chest. His hand stroked your back soothingly and you were amazed by what a great friend he was to you. His ‘I-don’t-care’ attitude could be overwritten, just for you. That thought alone made you dangerously hopeful he liked you back. It stayed quiet a few moments longer, until you spoke up again. “Promise you won’t fight anymore?” You looked up at Jughead, and from this angle it looked like he was tired. “I can’t promise that Y/N, not if they keep making fun of you.” You swallowed hard at his words and thought about what to say next. You didn’t have to say anything though; Jughead was finished waiting and pushing his true feelings back. “It’s because I love you, that I can’t promise.” He whispered. You pulled back only enough to see his face, and saw the weight of his words in his eyes. Your lips curved into a smile and heat nipped at your cheeks.
“I love you too, Jug.” A small, but true smile crept it’s way to his lips. His hand came up to your jaw, then your cheek, resting it there. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “When do you have to go home?” He whispered, walking backwards and pulling you along with him. “Not for a while.” You murmured and Jughead nodded at he pulled you down to lay on his bed next to him. You smiled at him before carefully taking his hat off his head and running your fingers through his dark, thick hair. He closed his eyes and laid more comfortably beside you. He put one of his arms around your waist, pulling your side closer to his chest. You smiled at his actions and continued to play with his hair. “I’m crazy about you.” He murmured, kissing your cheek lazily. You let out a small laugh and watched as he fell asleep.
hoseok, with as wild and open as he can be, is someone that romantically needs familiarity,,,,,,,like he’s the classic case of “oh no im in love with my best friend”
except he’s really good at hiding it from other members and people because yeah he initiates skinship with you, throws his hand around your shoulder when you’re showing him something on your phone, ruffles your hair, tells you you look cute when you wear something new or cut your hair, but hoseok is like this with literally everyone so you never know whose special to him ,,,,,,in that way
but hoseok plans his confession,,,,he doesn’t fall into his feelings headfirst like jimin or get straight to the point like yoongi,,,,,,he takes the time to learn what you like and who you are as a friend and then,,,,,when he feels like it’s right
he asks you out and it feels like a shock,,,,because you?? hoseok chose ,,,,,,,you??
and it’s not secret that everyone always makes up assumptions about hoseok’s love life because with a personality so bright and so,,,,,hot,,,,,there’s got to be a long list of people willing to do hoseok’s every bidding
but here he is, standing in front of you with flowers on a saturday night and he wants you,,,,,,,to go on a date with him
and it’s a date that seems almost perfectly catered to you. hoseok remembers that movie you wanted to see,,,,,,he remembers that you like popcorn a certain way even if he doesn’t like it like that,,,,,,he knows that you always pick seats towards the middle of the row,,,,,,he gives you his jacket because the theater is cold
and after he knows what restaurant you’ve been dying to try,,,,,he picked a theater close to it,,,,,,he points out that he likes how you look in the lighting and that afterwords you guys should take a photo together to remember this day
when the waiter takes your order hoseok asks if the dish you’re getting has anything that you might get sick from and it’s so considerate?????
but that’s hoseok and ,,,,,,,he knows,,,,,,you,,,,,,he knows your quirks and habits and what you like and don’t like,,,,,,,,,,
and when he’s walking you home,,,,,,hoseok asks you to close your eyes for a moment. he wants to give you a gift
and so you do and you feel something drop into your hands and quietly you ask if you can open your eyes but he says,,,no there’s one more thing,,,,,,,
and that’s when you feel his hand on your cheek, gentle and delicate,,,,,,his warm breath and how he smells really good up close,,,,,,
“can i?” he asks for permission, just like a gentlemen and when you nod he kisses you with such softness???? such,,,,,,restraint because you can feel a chill go down your spine and his almost at the same time
and hoseok wouldn’t want to be rude and take it to far on the first date but if you grab him, open your eyes and ask him to kiss you again well,,,,,,
then hoseok takes a hold of your waist, lets you tangle your fingers in his hair and he kisses you the way he’s been dreaming of kissing you for soooooo long and you can see his restraint is broken,,,,and your lips are both going to be swollen,,,,,but it doesn’t matter because
now hoseok knows another thing about you: you,,,,get weak in the knees for his lips hehe
and hoseok is such a charmer,,,,,you get home and you’re still giddy over everything and you get a text that just reads “my angel, goodnight~”
and just that makes you fall over onto your bed with hearts in your eyes because,,,,,,,,,,oh god you’ve liked hoseok for so long and finally,,,,finally he’s shown you that you’re,,,,the one he likes too
but hoseok has a bad habit of being selfless and you learn this over the course of your dates where sure you two will do things you like,,,,,,,but you never hear hoseok as much as mention what he wants to do
so that’s why you always ask hoseok that instead of doing something for yourself or whatever how about you two do something new???
and hoseok loves this,,,,,because hoseok likes going out and being active and you guys throw away the notion that you have to stick to what you know to have fun
like sure why not go to the new amusement park, get scared on the rides together and scream your lungs out while holding hands????? a new rollerskating rink is open,,,,,can either of you roller skate????? what does it matter! you have each other!!! a cafe just got opened and they have raccoons??? ok hoseok might be a little frightened but he wants to go and wow now you guys get to tell everyone in bts you petted a raccoon named sylvester like,,,,,,,life is for living so why not do it together with the person you trust the most
and hoseok every now and then will pull out the romantic,,,,picnic by han river, cuddling under the stars thing that you like but you always make sure to set up a nice date at the practice studio where you and hoseok put on random music and dance around while no one else is there
namjoon once walked in on you guys dancing and hoseok was doing a handstand while you were holding his ankles and namjoon was like,,,,,,,,,ok,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,im out
and you and hoseok were like,,,,,,we might have scarred him,,,,,oh well
but what hoseok is really the best at,,,,i mean he’s the best at everything, but what he does that no one else has ever done for you is he supports you with his entire heart.
he never has doubts about your dreams and he never makes you feel like something is impossible. he trusts your decisions and gives his wholehearted love to you,,,,,,,
if you have a dream, hoseok shares that dream with you. that never changes about him
even if everyone else tells you you’re pushing it, even if they’re your family or close friends, hoseok will tell you with all his honesty that he thinks you can achieve anything
he’s always smiling, arms open to hold you, in your times of needs and that kind of emotional support is something that isn’t common. not the the level of hoseok
and sure he worries about your safety and well-being but he knows your potential and he does everything for you to know it too,,,,,,like how can somebody embody the word positive - idk but hoseok does
and being around him never makes you feel weaker or discouraged because hoseok respects you,,,,,,,,and wants you to succeed
he puts you before himself and it’s so lovely to have someone whose first thought when you tell them you want to try something is “do it! ill be behind you, supporting you the whole way!”
the sad part is,,,,,,hoseok fails to support himself the way he supports others but that’s ok because now he has you!!!!
people see him for his smile, his athleticism, his never ending cheer but hoseok is honestly hard on himself. and you catch it in how he refers to himself as “ugly” or “unwanted”,,,sure he might say it jokingly but you know better
and when you’re alone, you can see the darkness the festers inside of him sometimes and that’s when you tell him how much he means to you. how you’re not joking when you tell him he’s the sun,,,,,he’s everything warm,,,,,,he’s kind and handsome and so so so so talented and that his family, his friends, and you are so proud that he’s here. all that he’s achieved and more
and hoseok cries sure ,,,,,, but when you give him that comfort and that assurance he just holds you so tightly because you are everything precious to him and he is everything precious to you
and with each other you can really do anything,,,,,,,
and WOW that WAS EMOTIONAL,,,,,,but seriously as hoseok’s significant other you have to give him all this love because he deserves it. buckets and buckets of love. but yes on to the cute parts of boyfriend!hoseok
he loves giving you compliments and cheesy-gooey-lovely nicknames,,,,,,,,,,he loves it so much every damn week your name in his phone changes to something cute and sugary followed by every heart emoji avilable
and jungkook was like “hoseok, i want to call you s/o what’s their name in your phone?” and when hoseok said it out loud jungkook was like u know what nvm im not calling some named honey bunny all that is my heart -______-
you once played a trick and hoseok was like whats my name in your phone!!!! and you were like oh it’s just hoseok and he got all pouty and sulked and asked hoW could you do that to him
but you were like baby im joking it’s ‘prince of my heart, i love you 2 the moon and back’
hoseok had literally lighted up like a christmas tree and pulled you into his lap to give you eskimo kisses and tickle your sides for tricking him but he was smiling the whole time,,,,,,,,
he really likes it when you tell him about your day and you get to something frustrating and you get all cutely animated and he’s just grinning and you’re like!!!!!!!! it’s not funny
and hoseok is like no no it’s not,,,,,,you’re just so adorable i can’t help myself
and you hit him playfully but he catches your hand and kisses it you’re like rolling your eyes,,,,,,but it’s so sweet
but seriously hoseok loves when you’re open and truthful with him,,,,,,,communication is everything to him
to the point that you two can be sitting in silence, you’re in between his legs with your head on his chest texting on your phone
and he’ll just lean to whisper in your ear that right now, he loves you so much like it’s random and whatever but he just has the need to say it
knows you like a specific kind of cologne on him so he carries it with him everywhere,,,,,,even if he’s far away from you he has it with him
knows your takeout order by heart
you know his by hear too
yoongi: this is the epitome of love, knowing that your s/o wants menu number 4 on sundays and menu number 2 on mondays.
hoseok and u: can’t tell if yoongi is being sarcastic but thanks yoongi
hoseok tells you about how he really just wants to make his mom proud so sometimes when he’s practicing you take videos and send them to her
and hoseok finds out and is like!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! why!!!!!!!! and you’re like “because your mom said she likes seeing you dance!!!!!”
and hoseok is like,,,,,,,,,heart shattering because you’re so cute,,,,,how are you so damn cute
takes pics of pretty things he sees on tour and is like “reminds me of you!”
loves to buy things for you,,,,,,like you’ll be like don’t i don’t need anything!!! but he has an impulse to spoil you,,,,,that’s just how he is hehe
looks super hot coming back from practice,,,you know wet hair from sweating and low hanging tank top and he knows you’re into it so he’ll send you selfies in the mirror and you’re like !!!!! don’t tease me jung hoseok
and he’s just like,,,,,,wish you were here ;)))
but intimacy with hoseok is really just again about trust and being there for one and other and hoseok has the capability to be so gentle and loving when you need him to make you feel good because the day has been shitty and whatnot
but hoseok can also snap,,,,,and become this sensual,,,pleasure above all person with kisses that burn into your skin and a grip so hard and so needing that it makes your head spin
but like anything, he puts you first and sometimes you seriously have to flip him over and be like “ok, my turn - no no no hoseok stay down”
likes it when you wear his accessories more than his clothing (because you’re better without the clothing cough i didn’t say that) but he thinks it’s cute when you wear like a bracelet of his or that time you stole the keychain off his bag
and it was the keychain of the hiphop monster version of jin and you were like hehe so cute but hoseok was like ,,,,,here take this one instead
and traded that jin version for his and you were like you’re right,,,i should carry you my boyfriend around with me instead
hoseok,,,,blushing,,,,,,,,,,but also smiling because being called your boyfriend makes him so happy
concentrates when watching dance videos and his mouth is always open, tongue peeking out and you’re like dammit hoseok and he’s like huh
and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,what no i didn’t say anything and he’s still eyes glued to the screen like uhuh and you’re just like seriously what how is he so hot he’s literally not doing anything and im turned on????
hoseok’s magic wooo
yoongi is especially fond of you for taking care of hoseok and he won’t admit it but you guys are his favorite couple and when you get all pda and soft if jungkook opens his mouth yoongi shoves some candy into it and he’s like “let hoseok have this - do you understand me?”
you lay side by side with him when he’s tired and falling half asleep
and he’s at this stage where he’s just mumbling his answer and you’re just ever so quietly like hoseok,,,,,,,,are you made of stars,,,,,how can you be so bright
and he mumbles and cuddles his head into your neck
and you hold him and you think he didn’t hear you but the next morning hoseok hums to himself about him?? made of stars??? if that’s true,,,,,,you’re made of gold
and you overhear him and blush like i,,,,,,,im gonna go take a shower
hoseok: ok ill come with you!!!!
hoseok scribbles lyric ideas down on random scraps of paper that he can forget about but you collect them and tape them up in your room and when hoseok sees he’s like ???? you keep them
and you’re like shrugging and telling him you love reading what he writs
and hoseok touches the paper and looks at you and you’re just standing there smiling and hoseok is like “i,,,,,i love you so much you know that right?”
you: yes you’ve said like the 53rd time today. not that im complaining i love hearing it!
hoseok the type to buy you three bouquets of flowers so big that he can’t see in front of him when he’s walking down the street tbh,,,,,,,,,,
also last but not least,,,when hoseok wears glasses and is reading or at the cafe with you it literally takes all your might not to kiss him so hard because he looks SOOO CUTE
For @profound-boning because I keep bullying her into writing fics for me. So have some dadstiel + dean in glasses.
Fun fact: babies love glasses.
Dean and Cas weren’t aware of this bit of trivia until Claire came into their lives. Dean picked her up for the first time and nearly combusted with the sweet smile the blue-eyed girl gave him before her fat little fists came up to wrap around his frames and pull them from his face.
And it became their Thing. Any time Dean was holding Claire, he lost his glasses to the little girl. She liked to wave them around or chew on them and occasionally throw them at the cat.
Cas warned Dean he shouldn’t let her get in that habit. And sure enough Claire was soon ripping glasses off the face of anyone who was in arm’s reach of her.
The first time Claire breaks Dean’s glasses, Cas gives what Dean assumes is an “I told you so” look. But he’s not sure. He can’t see.
He goes through a few more pairs in the course of their first year with Claire before it’s decided that it would be easier to switch to contacts.
Fast forward a few years, Claire is in first grade. She grew out of her glasses-wrangling phase a while back but Dean’s grown so accustomed to contacts he doesn’t switch back. Plus, he no longer looks like a total loser at work wearing goggles over his glasses.
But one day Claire gets sent home with a note from her teacher. She’s having difficulty seeing the board even from the front row.
Dean and Cas make an appointment with the eye doctor for the next week. They reassure a nervous Claire that everything will be fine but their little girl will leave that doctor’s office in tears.
“I don’t wanna wear glasses!” she cries when they get home. “I’ll look ugly!”
“Oh, honey, no,” Cas says and strokes her hair. “You’re beautiful and glasses won’t change that.”
“Garth wears glasses and all the other kids make fun of him! What if they tease me too?” She starts to cry harder.
“Isn’t that the funny kid with the sock puppet?” Dean wonders and promptly shuts up when Cas shoots him a look. “Hey, look, kiddo. No one is gonna make fun of you for just wearing glasses. There’s nothing wrong with them. They’re just a tool to help you see. And if someone does say something, sock ‘em in the-”
BTS REACTION : seeing childhood pics of you, as a chubby kid
request : just want to ask…will you be able to do a reaction for bts..them seeing your childhood and preteen photos where the s/o was chubby but now they are healthy and fit and altheic…i used to be like when i was younger so im just curious as in how they will react…is it possible:):):)
You were looking through your old childhood photo albums. It was a fun nostalgic evening, full of memories and laughter.
“I was so chubby back then !” you said
“Nooo ! You were so cute ! Look at those round cheeks ! You were adorable !” he replied
“Guess who this person is !”you said to Yoongi, showing him a photo of yourself, in your preteen years.
“Huuuuuuh, I have no idea ! Who is it ?”
“It’s me you idiot !”you replied, hitting him in a teasing way
He bursted into laughter before looking at the picture again.
“Babe, you changed so much ! You were still cute though”
He found an old preteen picture of you, laying around your desk. He picked it up and started giggling.
“What’s wrong ?”you asked
“Nothing, it’s just that you changed so much !”he said, showing you the picture
“Are you saying that I was ugly ?”you replied, in a sarcastic tone
“No no ! You were cute ! But you lost a lot of weight ! You look great now !”
The two of you were visiting your parents during holiday season. When you showed him the house, there were old pictures of you, everywhere.
“Is that you ?”he asked, his finger pointing towards a picture of you when you were 9 years old, hanging on the wall.
“Yes, I was so chubby !” you replied
He came closer to you from behind, wrapped his hands around your waist and laid a soft kiss on your cheek.
“Chubby or not, I still love you”
this is cheesy but yeah idk ahah
“Look how chubby I was back then”you said, showing him a photo of your younger self
He took the picture out of your hand and looked at it really closely, with a huge mochi smile on his face.
“y/n ! You were adorable ! Do you have more pictures to show me ?”
“You never showed me pictures of you as a child”he said to you, pouting
“It’s because I was really chubby…”you replied
“I don’t care, show me !”
You looked through your camera roll, trying to find a younger picture of yourself. Once you do, you hand him your phone.
“Y/n ! You were so cute !!!!”*brings the phone to his chest*“Can you send me that picture ! I want to have it, it’s adorable !”
You walked into your room, only to find Jungkook sitting on your bed. There were old pictures of you spread out everywhere on the bed and he was looking through them.
“Where did you find those ?”you asked, sitting next to him
“I was looking for the white tshirt you stole from me, and I found those instead ! Can’t complain !”he said with a bunny smile and his eyes still glued to the pictures.
“Now you know how chubby I was…”you replied.
“Being chubby doesn’t mean you’re not cute ! You lost a lot of weight, but you were still adorable back then !”
“Could you write something based on the song “half the world
away” maybe where harry is too far away and y/n cannot stand to be in her
Adjusted this slightly, hope you still enjoy!
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You sighed, shifting restlessly under your duvet a couple of times
before rolling over to check the time on your phone. 2.34am. You’d been tossing
and turning since you’d turned off your light at 11pm, desperately trying to
fall asleep. You had a huge day the next day, and you needed to get some sleep.
Without Harry next to you though, a good night’s sleep was hard to come by.
You two had been living together for six months now, and you’d gotten
used to sharing your bed with another body. He was warm, he snored a little,
and he often trapped you under his heavy limbs, but he was yours, and you
wouldn’t have it any other way. Something about his presence comforted you, and
you always slept uninterrupted when he was there.
He’d disappeared off to Jamaica to record his album exactly a month ago to the day, and while
you spoke on the phone at least once a day and you were almost in constant
communication via instant message, it just wasn’t the same as having him there.
Being this far apart was hard on you both. When he had filming for Dunkirk it had been difficult, but you hadn’t been living together yet. Once he
had returned, you had both decided that you wanted to move in together, and
when the day rolled around for him to leave for the trip, it was the hardest
goodbye you’d ever been through.
Quite simply, you missed him.
You had no idea what time it was in Jamaica, despite Harry’s attempts to
teach you how to calculate the difference, but you just couldn’t wait to hear Harry’s
voice any longer. It was the only thing that would get you to sleep, and so you
gave in to yourself. You dialled his number, preferring to type it out even
though you could just find his name in your contacts list. There was something
so intimate about having memorised his number, and you loved reminding yourself
of that fact.
The phone rang a couple of times, and then-
You let out an audible sigh as Harry’s familiar drawl filled your ears,
slumping back against the pillows before answering.
“Hey you,” you murmured, breaking into a smile.
“Y’alright? It’s… what, gotta be 2am where you are little one. What’s
got you awake at this time?”
“Just couldn’t sleep. Missed you.”
“Oh, babe. I miss you too. You in bed?”
“Yeah,” you answered, nodding even though Harry couldn’t see you.
“Yeah. Just a big Harry sized space next to me,” you murmured, your
voice quivering a little despite your attempts to keep it steady.
“Oh sweetheart,” he answered, his words coming out a sort of tired sigh.
The sadness in his voice only encouraged your tears, and before you knew it you
had a steady flow streaming down your cheeks as you desperately tried to keep
“Don’t cry,” Harry soothed.
“M’n-not,” you whimpered, brushing your tears from your cheeks as best
There was a moment of quiet, and then-
“I love you. T’the moon and back. You know that right?” he whispered.
“Yeah,” you whispered back, your voice still a little shaky. “I love you
“Just… snuggle up, put on one of my t-shirts, and close those beautiful
“Okay. Love you,” you said again.
“Love you more, sweet girl,” he murmured, pausing a moment before the
pair of you reluctantly hung up.
You hesitated a moment, shuffling to sit up, before dialling another
“Hello? Hey, Jeff, it’s me. Yeah… Listen, I wanna come there. Can you
Five sleepless hours later you were in a taxi on the way to Heathrow
airport to catch your flight to Jamaica. Jeff had sorted it all for you, your
flight departing London at 10am and arriving in Jamaica at 2pm. It was a direct
flight into Montego Bay, and you were eternally grateful that there was so stop
over. You just had to get through those 9 hours of flying and you would be
Jeff had been more than willing to get you over to Jamaica as soon as
possible, enthusiastic as the two of you discussed your travel plans. He reassured
you over and over that Harry was just as desperate to see you as you were him,
and he was relieved that you had made the suggestion. Harry was apparently in a
bit of a creative slump, and Jeff was sure that a little visit from you would
help get him going again.
The check in to your flight and depositing of your luggage went by in a
sort of tired, excited haze, and before you knew it you were boarding your
flight. You slipped into your seat, foot tapping anxiously as you waited
impatiently for the flight to take off. You were never good at waiting, your
mum always telling you time and time again that “good things take time”, and now especially you were as impatient
9 painfully slow hours later, you were landing. Caught up in the
excitement and anxiety of the trip, you had forgotten that you were going to be
seeing Jamaica for the first time. Harry talked about it like it was the most
wonderful place in the whole world, and it began to dawn on you that you would
get to experience it too, your eyes wide as you stared out the window at the
It didn’t take too long to get off the plane and collect your bags, and
you realised that another joy of Jamaica was that it was so much less busy than
the London life you were used to. People moved a little slower, and their
expressions were a little kinder. Most importantly, no one knew who you were,
and if they did, they didn’t care. Being with Harry for as long as you had been
meant that you were recognised pretty much everywhere you went, so it was nice
to be able to just get on with your airport activities without any
The drive to the house Harry was renting felt much longer than it
actually was, and you tried to distract yourself by taking in your new
surroundings. There was something about being in this new, slow, hot place that
made you feel a little emotional. You didn’t know what it was, whether it was
the way you were being treated, or the climate, or the idea that a life existed
for you outside of the frantic one you lead.
The driver pulled up in front of a modern, white villa, and you let out
a sigh as you took it in. You were here, you were going to see Harry. This was
happening. A sudden wave of nerves hit you as you scrambled out of the car,
sweaty palms shaking as they smoothed over your cotton dress. What if he didn’t
want to see you? What this was a mistake? What if he didn’t want you hear.
Trying desperately to push your thoughts aside, you tugged your suitcase
up to the front door, knocking a couple of times against the wood. You heard
the mumble of voices, some familiar, and you chewed your lip anxiously as you
“Harry, you should get it,” you heard Jeff call, his voice a little muffled on
the other side of the heavy door. There was a pause, the sound of familiar
footsteps, and then the door swung open. Harry’s eyes widened, his mouth
dropping open as he took you in, and then before you could say anything, he
burst into tears. Heavy, ugly, heaving sobs, his hands moving to cover his
You abandoned your luggage, arms wrapping around him immediately as you
cuddled him close. His hands left his face as his arms returned your embrace,
lacing around your frame, his wet face nuzzling into your neck. Your hands
rubbed over his back soothingly, lips pressing kisses to whatever part of him
you could reach, just holding him as he cried.
You had only ever seen him break down like this once before, and it
broke your heart to think that he had been holding this in, your own tears
rolling down your cheeks as you cried with him. The pair of you stayed wrapped
in your emotional embrace for a long while, before eventually breaking apart,
your forehead finding his as your hands moved back and forth over your
“S-sorry,” he stammered, his breaths coming out in wet hiccups as he
tried to fill his lungs.
“Shhh love… No need to be sorry,” you murmured, your voice cracking a
little, thick with emotion. You pressed your lips to his, the action of kissing
soothing you both as you relaxed into the comfort of each other, enjoying the
familiarity of the action.
“I’ve been struggling without you. I’m so glad you’re here,” he mumbled
against your lips, smiling weakly.
“I’m glad to be here,” you murmured, pecking his lips before pulling
away a little.
“Can I show you round? I wanna introduce you to everyone… You can meet
Mitch!” he smiled, wiping his face before grabbing your hand and leading you
into the airy villa.
You spent the afternoon meeting the band the recording team, and Harry
made sure to show you around the whole of the house. You all ended up sprawled
out in the living room, chatting about the album and getting to know everyone.
It was lovely, and it was slow. You and Harry stayed glued to one another, and
you couldn’t help but notice he was being much more clingy than usual,
determined to be touching you at all times. You relished the attention, glad
that he seemed to have missed you as much as you missed him.
“Right,” Harry yawned from behind you. “I think we’re off to bed,” he
chuckled, kissing your temple as you yawned right after him, your eyes blinking
sleepily. “Travel taken it out of you, huh babe?” he mused, a hand finding your
back. You nodded a little, the pair of you saying goodnight to everyone before
heading up to bed.
You changed into your pyjamas together, crawling into bed and cuddling
close, your legs tangling together in an attempt to be as close as possible.
Your faces were close as you gazed at one another, and it felt so good to be
here with him, basking in his presence.
“Baby…” you whispered, hesitant to break the moment.
“Mm?” Harry hummed in response, ghosting a couple of kisses along your
“You gotta tell me if you’re feeling like how you’ve been feeling. I
know I’m miles away and I can’t always just pack up and come here to see you,
but it kills me think you’ve been feeling so low all by yourself,” you
murmured, your hand cupping his cheek, a thumb moving over his cheekbone.
Harry hesitated before replying, brow furrowing ever so slightly. “I
just didn’t want to worry you,” he answered lamely.
“I know love, I know. But… I’d much rather know, okay? I love you, and I
wanna know where you’re at,” you explained, your voice soft and soothing. Harry
nodded, sighing a little.
“Don’t be,” you smiled, answering immediately. “C’mere.”
You rolled onto your back, opening an arm for him to scoot closer. He
shuffled in against you, his head finding it’s place against your chest, an arm
and a leg draped across you as he burrowed down. Your hand moved slowly over
his back, lips pressing the occasional kiss to his head of curls.
You forgot sometimes that as hard as it was on you being apart from him,
it was just as hard for him. He was so good at keeping it all bottled up and
being strong for you, and you were glad that this time round he trusted you
with his vulnerability. You felt him begin to go slack against you, sleeping
beginning to take you as well, and you knew you were both about to have the
best sleep either of you had had in months. All wrapped up safe in each other’s
disclaimer: real 100% convos with my mom. my mom is straight from china so lots of asian jokes ahead. not meant to be offensive, just for laughs! read at your own discretion. you have been warned. ps read in an asian accent for more laughs
mom: “why you so fat now? when i was high school student, i weigh 45 kg. you so fat, so ugly. aiya.”
mom: “why you always no stand up straight? you look like old grandma. even i’m taller than you now!”
me: “what are you even talking about, mom? you’re wearing 5-inch heels, you cheater!”
mom: “if you to the good college, i can go back to shanghai and brag to the family. go to stanford, be doctor, so i can have the money travel the world with your dad. we can brag to your auntie haha.”
me: “mom stop dreaming.”
mom: “i treat you always so good, and this is how you repay me? can’t even go to the stanford? any chinese student can make it into stanford easy. why you so stupid?”
mom: “aiya, you so ugly. skin so dark. why you no put on sunscreen, wear hat? i can’t go to china with you, you embarrassing.”
me: “what are you talking about? i stayed inside all summer. plus we’re asian. our skin is yellow.”
mom: “no you dark. why you no like japanese, korean white skin, huh? you always watch gay-pop videos, watch dramas, but you no learn from them white skin?”
me: “mom, it’s k-pop, not gay-pop god.”
mom: “you playing piano sounds like dying panda. my co-worker 6-year-old daughter play better than you.”
me: “good for her.”
mom: “even deaf person in china play better than you. you waste my money.”
me: “mom, have you ever eaten dog before?”
mom: “no, i never went to china dog-eating festival. i hear it taste like the beef. also my friend say cat meat very good, just like chicken.”
me: “mom, i was just joking! you can’t say that wth!”
mom: “why you no go outside exercise? always stay inside like couch potato, aiya.”
me: “i’ve never seen you exercise in my whole life.”
mom: “i’m adult! i no need exercise anymore.”
mom: “no dating okay. i know high school, boys say ‘i love you’ but you say ‘no’ okay? you know you ugly so if boy says ‘you so beautiful’, he lie to you.”
me: “wow thanks, love you too mom.”
mom: “no dating any boy until the college. and in college, *whispers* only date the rich, white man. they buy you everything, no check price tag. not like the cheap asians like your dad.”
me: “okay wow. thanks for the great advice, mom.”
mom: “you so ugly. you no look like me. you ugly like your dad —nose so big, so fat.”
me: “are you not my mom then?”
mom: “i no born you. i picked you out of trash can when you were baby. i feel so bad for you. now i want to throw you back into trash.”
mom: “what you doing?”
mom: “you in high school, they give you this easy stuff? kids in china learn this 7th grade. american education system so sucks. if you move back to shanghai with me, we have to put you in 4th grade, you so stupid.”
mom: “you don’t speak chinese, i don’t talk to you. in this house, we speak chinese only.”
Request by Anonymous: “I think a Steve x plus size reader would be nice”
A/N: Thanks for your impute/ request! After writing this, I actually would like to write a fic about an underweight!reader x Bucky. Also, I think you should listen tothis song by Mary Lambert before you read. Enjoy all my beautiful readers!
Steve x plussize!reader
Word count: 2227 (way longer than I anticipated)
Summary: When (Y/N) is feeling insecure, she stops acting like herself. Steve always takes notice.
Warnings: self-hate, self-depreciation, angst, sad reader, fluffy ending!
listen i know we’re all psyched for defenders but here’s what i want you to consider: is it going to be worse to watch matt cry or watch matt NOT cry because he’s around the others and has to pull himself together
BTS Reaction To Their Girlfriend Wearing No Makeup For The First Time
Hey guys! Sorry me and @taeguboi haven’t done these in a while. I work and she is at college… So here we go …
You would have just removed your make up in the bedroom and you go walk to the kitchen to put the wipe in the bin. You then hear the door open and you quickly cover your face as Namjoon walks in the kitchen.
Namjoon: “Hey y/n why you cover your face?”
You: “Because i just removed my make up and I don’t want you to see me look ugly.”
He walks over to you and says “y/n do you trust me?” You hang your head down low with your hands still on your face and nod your head, and with that, he carefully removes your hands from your face. He then carefully places his finger on your chin and lifts your head up and smiles brightly and says “y/n you look beautiful” and kisses you softly on your lips.
You and Jin are both in the bedroom and you say to Jin “Jin baby could you look away for me?” He looks at you and says “Why y/n? I don’t understand.” You say “I don’t want you to see me without make up on”
He says “How about you and I both remove our make up at same time?” You umm and ahh about then say “Ok then”
You both take a make up wipe, you both remove your make up together.
You both finish and Jin says “ y/n you look beautiful… but not as good as me.”
You’re sat watching TV. You have already removed your make up and you’re so zoned in to the TV that you haven’t noticed that Yoongi has come into the room. He stands there for a minute admiring you without your make up, then he would sit down next to you and say “That’s better y/n.”You look at him with a confused face totally forgetting that you have removed your make up.
“Y/n you look better without make up and I have said in the past that I would prefer you without make up.” You look at him and say “But I look ugly Yoongs.”
“Y/n stop please listen. You look beautiful without make up.” You blush and he just smiles and says “You’re welcome baby,” planting a kiss on your forehead.
The previous night, you had made sure to get into bed after Hobi so that he couldn’t really see you properly without your make up.
Waking up the next morning, you’re secretly pleased that he isn’t awake yet, so you take your chance and head straight to the shower.
Coming out of the shower, it is sort of to your dismay that he is now out of bed as you exit the bathroom, before you are able to put your make up on for the day. The sunlight creeps in over your face as he greets you with the biggest sunshine smile you’ve ever seen.
“Jagi! Oh my god! You look so radiant and beautiful!” he exclaims, like a true fan boy for you, and the level of excitement at your pure face is so extra like “I can’t even! You melt my heart so much jagi!” It just gets so corny and you feel embarrased that you cover your face with your hands.
Gently removing your hands from your face, he mellows down and stares genuinely into your eyes – “Seriously, y/n… you look so beautiful right now.”
You would be in the room and you’re putting make up when Jimin comes in the bedroom as he had already been out and come back. He says “Y/n please don’t put your make up on; you look pretty without, just looking at you now.” He comes over and kisses your cheek. You look in the mirror and you smile. He smiles and then kisses your shoulder and says “There you are baby”
You’re just doing normal chores around the house on a day off, and it takes a while for you to notice but as Taehyung is sat there on the sofa, seemingly just staring into thin air, but he is watching your every move, and more specifically, he’s focusing on your face.
Having never seen you without make up before, he’s trying to get used to how amazing he thinks you look without even trying. He’s basically living up to his nickname of ‘Blank Tae’, jaw loose and mouth open, with a docile expression.
“Tae, what are you gawping at?” you ask him, tilting your head sideways to meet his level as you’re still standing.
“I… uh…. just… I think you’re amazing.” he replies with a calm and mellow tone.
“Aw, Tae, that’s really sweet!” you tell him “But why the sudden… emotional moment like this?” you ask him.
He gets out of his seat to stand close to you, doing nothing but staring at you. He eventually breaks the silence with “I really like you without your make up jagiya… your beauty is ethereal to me.”
The day before, Jungkook had hidden your make up as he actually wanted to see your beautiful face.
You: “Kookie.. Where’s my make up box?”
Jungkook walks in the room and says “You’re not allowed it jagi.” “But Kookie, I need it!”
He looks at you and says “Jagi, I can see you don’t need it. You look beautiful without it.” You stand there for a minute then say “But Kookie…”
He says “No buts; you’re not having it back until you go a couple of days without make up,” he smirks and you can’t help smile and he comes to you and kisses you cheek.
ive decided tonight its mlm jason night so everyone send me their headcanons, I’ll start. his first big crush was some gotham actor who was kinda friends with bruce, and he would ask Bruce about him ALL the time like “is it true his favorite color is blue? Does he really do all his stunts? Is he a nice pers-no wait don’t tell me that I don’t want to know” etc but everytime bruce suggested to introduce him to Handsome Actor at Wayne galas, Jason would flat out refuse and threaten to run away and never come back,