he looks unamused

BTS reaction to waking up to their gf crying over a dream

Hope you enjoy! ~Admin Unnie

Jin:

He would be very worried when he woke up to the sounds of your sobbing. Once you told him what the dream was about, he would be furious.

“I would be crying too if Namjoon had thrown all of the shrimp out! I want shrimp!”

Originally posted by joonjuly

Yoongi:

He would be very worried at first, but when you told him that your dream was about evil monkeys stealing your tacos, he would stare at you before pushing you out of the bed and rolling over to go back to sleep

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

Hoseok:

When you told him about your dream where you had gone on the magic school bus back in time to the dinosaurs, then were chased by tiny baby dinosaurs, he would hold you close and make you promise that the tiny dinosaurs wouldn’t come for him next

Originally posted by nycbtslover

Namjoon:

He would quickly, but calmly explain to you that it was impossible for your stuffed dragon to come to life and fly away from you, then pull you into his chest and hold you until you fell back asleep.

Originally posted by ksjknj

Jimin:

He would immediately be concerned, pulling you in close so he could comfort you. When you explained that the dream had been about you losing to Taehyung in Overwatch, he would continue to comfort you, but be holding back laughs the entire time

Originally posted by nnochu

Taehyung:

He would lovingly rub your back as you explained the dream to him. Once you finished explaining that you were locked in a room full of dogs, but you weren’t allowed to pet any of them, he would burst out laughing. When he saw the unamused look you gave him, he would quickly cover up his laughter.

“I would be upset to about that, jagi! I was laughing to try to hold back my own tears!”

Originally posted by taehyunglq

Jungkook:

He would be so confused on what to do, as you had never had a nightmare around him before. He would quietly ask you what it was about, hoping to buy himself some time to figure out the best way to comfort you. Once you finished telling him about the never ending song in your dream, he would say, “Oh, so it’s nothing important,” then go back to sleep, only to tease you the next morning when you both woke up again.

Originally posted by narika-a

anonymous asked:

Hey <3 i LOVE your blog! Can i please request a 9 and 45 "will you be quiet" "make me" with Sirius please?

Prompt Request - Prompts List
9. “Will you be quiet?!”
45. “Make me.”

Character: Sirius Black
Word Count: 524
Disclaimer: Gif isn’t mine, credit to whoever made it

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The library was a supposedly quiet place where you could focus on your studies alone. At least it was until Sirius showed up, hands shoved in his pockets as he made his way towards you.

“Oh there you are Y/n. ’Ve been looking all over for you,” he said, the mildest hint of a smirk playing at his lips.

“And where exactly have you been looking?” You questioned, looking up from your note-taking and raising an eyebrow. “C'mon love, you know… just around…” He sighed as he looked at your unamused expression, “Fine, I used the map.” You nodded, “That sounds more like you.”

Sirius grabbed a chair and pulled it up beside you, looking over your shoulder at the book that laid open in front of you.

“Wow, this seems boring, love. Couldn’t you do something more productive with your time?” His voice was low in your ear, his warm breath fanning over your neck. You forced a blush away as you nudged him.

“Sirius I’m trying to study here. Could you please just either do the same or leave,” you said, dipping your quill into the ink pot.

”’S not very nice of you to say to me now is it?” He fake-pouted at you as you rolled your eyes, however you were still focused on the book in front of you.

Unsatisfied with the lack of attention, Sirius moved back to your neck, pressing warm, wet kisses across the side and back, then across your shoulder. You could feel your heart beginning to race, but refused to give in to him.

“Love, please… Want you. Want you badly, right now,” Sirius’ hand crept across your thigh, squeezing it as he lightly bit your shoulder. You gulped, however moved away from him, turning to look into his dark brown eyes.

"Please stop doing that, I need to study,” you told him firmly. Sirius stood up and walked over to the nearest bookcase, pretending to inspect the books.

"I don’t know why you’re pretending you don’t want me, Y/n. You should just give in and let me take you now,” he said casually, taking out a book, glancing at it and placing it back.

"Sirius Orion Black I swear to Merlin. We have exam season coming up, and I need to do well in it! Unlike you and James, I can’t just wing them and hope for the best. I actually need to study! Now please, for the love of all things good and pure, will you be quiet?!

Sirius smirked at you lazily, leaning against the bookcase with one leg slightly crossed over the other.

Make me.”

"Oh I will!” You jumped out of your seat and made your way towards him.

He had a cocky grin on his face as you grabbed a handful of his shirt and yanked him down to kiss him.

Sirius’ hands immediately found your waist, pulling you closer to him as he slowly turned you around to press you into the bookcase. His lips left a trail of hot kisses across your jaw as your hands reached for his belt.

"Knew you couldn’t resist me, love.”

Tell Me What To Do - Park Jihoon Requested Scenario

@aghoese

Genre: bad boy! Jihoon

Message?: This wink boy I stg also I’m really bad at bad boy things so im sorry

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“Do you think he’s going to come to school today?” Lucia turned round and asked me in the middle of Geography.

Ever since I told her about my tiny little crush on Park Jihoon, the school’s naughtiest student, she’s been obsessed.

“How should I know?” I asked.

She smirked, “wouldn’t you know everything?”

I rolled my eyes as she turned back round, laughing.

The teacher turned round and looked at us, “Y/N, Lucia, pay attention in less—”

Everyone turned around as Park Jihoon walked through the door, licking his lips.

“Your late Mr. Park,” the teacher said.

“Wow,” he said sarcastically. “Because I’m not aware of that am I?!”

He started to walk towards me and Lucia as Lucia winked at me.

I hit her as he sat in his seat next to me. A pang of pain hit my heart. Seriously. What is it with this boy? He’s a fucking bastard but I just can’t resist!

“Oi!” he whispered, turning round to me. “Got a pencil?”

“Yes I do, do you?” I asked over-excitedly.

He chuckled but looked unamused, “just give me a pen.”

I nodded, giving him my best pen.

After lessons, I walked with Lucia to her locker and started banging my head against it.

“So. Stupid. Why. Did. You. Do. That,” I said, between every bang of the head.

“What did you do?” Lucia asked casually.

“I tried to make Jihoon laugh but just made a fool of myself,” I explained, looking at her with my head still on the locker.

“It’s fine, just stay cool and whatever you do. Don’t confess to him. That’s so not cool and every person who’s confessed to him has been refused,” Lucia said.

I nodded, pulling my head off the locker as we walked to next lesson.

As we walked into music, we saw Jihoon laying across the front desks but he sat up as soon as he saw me.

“Oi, Y/L/N. Your in a group with me,” he said. “I need to pass at least one class.”

I nodded, trying to keep my cool.

“Don’t say anything, nothing. You’ll embarrass yourself and me,” Lucia whispered.

“I know!” I whispered back.

“I still don’t get why you like him,” Lucia said, putting her bag down.

“Like who?” Jihoon said from behind us.

We both screamed, jumping about a foot in the air.

“The fucking ice-cream man,” I said sarcastically. “My crush okay? You don’t need to know.”

He shrugged, sitting next to me, “okay.”

“Don’t you sit over there?” I asked.

“Oh well,” he shrugged as the teacher walked in.

“Right,” Sir said. “Get into pairs and go away. We’re working on modern Korean music remember!”

Jihoon nodded at me and we got up, going to a practise room. The whole room erupted in wolf whistles.

“All right, all right,” Sir said. “So Y/N and Jihoon, drum room.”

I followed Jihoon who had already left the room and gone over to the drum room.

“So what song do you want to do?” he asked, sitting on the drum kit.

I gasped sarcastically, “Park Jihoon? Doing work?!”

“Fuck off!”

“Alright, alright,” I said, leaning against the door. “How about Blackpink?”

“No,” he said. “They’re girly and I’ll probably get a boner.”

I rolled my eyes.

“What about Rhythm Ta?” he asked.

“No way. I’ll get wet,” I said jokingly.

He smiled, looking at the ground.

“Bangtan?” I asked.

“Which one?” he asked.

“How about Just One Day?“ I asked.

He groaned, "that’s so soppy!”

“But I heard your a good singer,” I muttered.

“Who said that?!” he exclaimed, becoming defensive.

I shrugged, looking at the floor.

“Let’s just do something easy, okay?” He sighed.

“It won’t work,” I said, still looking at the floor before looking up at him. “You said you wanted a good grade and an easy song won’t get you a good grade.”

“Fine,” he sighed. “How about ‘A’ by Got7.”

I shrugged, “didn’t think you’d know Got7.”

He looked at the ground, muttering, “only a bit.”

“I know! Shinee!” I exclaimed.

“Which one?” he asked.

“Tell Me What To Do,” I said.

He looked at me confused for a second, then chuckled, but still didn’t look amused, “right. The song.”

I laughed, “yeah. Do you know it?”

He nodded.

“Do you wanna sing it?” I asked.

He looked at me, unamused.

“Please please please!”

He sighed, getting up the music on his phone.

“Just be confident,” I said.

He had no emotion in his face, but I could tell the song meant something as he sang along.

“Tell me what to do Tell me what to do Tell me what to do Tell me what to do

These days, I don’t know, I don’t know you You look like you gave up on a lot of things But I hear your silent scream Tell me what to do

Lovers without extreme development Is this the losing hand that time has placed? We haven’t ended it but it’s already over Tell me what to do

There’s a knot that can’t be untied In front of us

I’ll go to you first At the end of a different road I’ll wipe your cheeks that are wet with tears and ask you

Tell me what to do Tell me what to do Tell me what to do Tell me what to do

You don’t tell me but you want me to know You think that you only gave the words you threw at me because you’re too used to me Tell me what to do

Indifferent and painful words Left deep scars on that day Words that made me realize That I’m still a fool

If only I can erase it If only I can

I’ll go to you first At the end of a different road I’ll wipe your cheeks that are wet with tears and ask you

Tell me what to do (I hope you’ll tell me first) Tell me what to do (Don’t cry no more) Tell me what to do (If your heart can see me) Tell me what to do (Don’t cry no more)

I took you for granted But just thinking of you not being there I don’t want to go through that, my world would crumble

Am I the one for you At some point, you were keeping me in check I said you changed a lot but I changed the most The one for me, I didn’t know But that promise keeps suffocating us Time keeps lingering but our time keeps getting destroyed

That smile came to me, more brightly The cold hands became more warm Two lonely souls met Not lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely I’ll look into you again, I’ll place your breathing in my ears Even if everything but us changes

I’ll go to you first (I’ll go to you first) At the end of a different road (Tell me what to do) I’ll wipe your cheeks that are wet with tears and ask you

Tell me what to do (I hope you’ll tell me first) Tell me what to do (Don’t cry no more) Tell me what to do (If your heart can see me) Tell me what to do (Don’t cry no more)

Tell me what to do Tell me what to do Tell me what to do,” he took a breath afterwards and walked to the back of the room.

For the first time since I met him, I realised why I was so attracted to him. It’s because from the start I could see beyond the bad boy. I could see that behind that bad boy there was a person with struggles just like everyone else.

I took a breath, listening to the song repeat on his phone.

“I’ll go to you first At the end of a different road I’ll wipe your cheeks that are wet with tears and ask you

Tell me what to do (I hope you’ll tell me first) Tell me what to do (Don’t cry no more) Tell me what to do (If your heart can see me) Tell me what to do (Don’t cry no more),” I sang.

I heard a shaky breath come out his mouth, “I took you for granted But just thinking of you not being there I don’t want to go through that, my world would crumble.”

I looked up at him, surely he didn’t understand the lyrics?

“Why do you always understand?” he asked. “You and your lame jokes and puns and the un-natural sarcasm and the understandingness and I don’t understand!”

“Sorry,” I whispered.

“No,” he said sharply. “Don’t be sorry. Just stay with me.”

I felt my heart beating hard.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I mean that I don’t like who I am,” he sighed. “I want to be nice, I want to be liked. But everyone’s scared of me.”

“I’m not.”

“Exactly.”

“So,” I whispered. “Tell me what to do.”

That was the first time I saw him look amused when he chuckled. I’d done it. He had a look of amusement on his face. But it didn’t last long as he crashed his lips to mine.

I think I know what to do.

anonymous asked:

RFA + V and Saeran if they were datinf an MC was the type of person who casually says "I love you" to their friends but they mean it platonically? Bonus points if they say I love you direcrly to another RFA member/V/Saeran.

A/N: im pretty sure y'all have noticed but I’m the same way ^^;;; I CANT HELP IT AAAAAAAAAAA ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           -He does it too!!

           -He just really loves everyone!!! except v fucking rip

           -But it does bother him a little bit when you do it

           -You’re the first person he’s truly loved in this way!!! So deep down….he kind of…only wants to hear you say it to him?

           -But NEVER makes a big deal about it! Because! FRIENDSHIP!

           -Except he does get a little protective when you say it to V

           -Because he says it back?? He gets the V is the same type of person who loves everyone but?? Don’t say it to his MC

           -Deep down he knows it’s just platonic, but V is….V

           - slight yandere yoosung?

           -Pouts whenever it happens and you have to kiss his nose so he focuses on being flustered rather than jealous

*ZEN:

           -500% all for expressing his love for you

           -Which means he’s 500% all for you expressing your love for him

           -STOP SAYING I LOVE YOU TO JUMIN

           -HE DOESN’T EVEN SAY IT BACK, MC, HE DOESN’T DESERVE YOUR BEAUTIFUL LOVE

           -Says he’s not jealous

           -Is completely jealous

           -When you tell any of the members that you love them, he’s practically sliding in front of you

           -“But…you love me most, right?”

           - no shit, sherlock

           -Not ashamed to show he’s jealous, you’re often held against his chest as he gets very animated in his arguments over you

*JAEHEE:

           -She doesn’t really… care?

           -She just thinks it’s something you say, she doesn’t think you actually mean it

           -Of course, that just depends on the situation

           -But usually, she’s aware that you say it when you’re really happy with the person!

           -Don’t worry MC, she knows when you say it to her, you absolutely mean it

           -Actually thinks it’s absolutely adorable!!!!!!

           -Loves that you care so deeply for others, and wishes she could match your passion

           -Lowkey uses the fact that you say it to others as an excuse to do it too

           -When you tell Zen you love him, she pops up and agrees

           -FEELS SO TRIUMPHANT BECAUSE SHE CAN EXPRESS HER PASSION FOR HIM ALONGSIDE YOU!!!! Y E S say it more often MC, please

*JUMIN:

           -Stop that

           -He’s very bad at expressing  emotion so he can’t really understand how you can freely say those words?

           -It took a lot of thought and understanding of himself to tell you that he loves you, but you….say it….to everyone?

           -Does that mean you don’t love him as much as he loves you?

           -PANIC

           -You have to explain that you just love your friends in a different way!!! So you do love them! Just not how you love him

           -After a while, he learns to love that you’re so loving to everyone! You’re so warm and inviting!

           -Hates when you say it to Zen though

           -Zen is a nuisance in his eyes and he hates how he gets flirty and thinks he can say it back to you

           -Immediately pulls you into a passionate kiss or holds you incredibly close, you’re his MC, he won’t let Zen send his flirty-germs your way

*SAEYOUNG:

           -He’s very insecure about himself so

           -That means he’s very insecure about why you love him

           -He’s usually okay when you tell others that you love them

           -He could tell from the very beginning that you were the type of warm, kind-hearted person to love everyone until they do you wrong

           -Tries to say he doesn’t tell everyone he loves them but you have screenshots of him telling Yoosung and Zen that he loves them

           - and possibly a video of him saying it while drunk, that he doesn’t know about yet

           -Once, when the two of you and Yoosung were hanging out, you told Yoosung that you loved him, and you totally meant it platonically, and he knew that!

           -But Yoosung is easily flustered, so he turned bright red before saying it back

           -Saeyoung immediately gets an unamused look on his face

           -He surrounds you with his hoodie, shielding you from Yoosung while he keeps the unamused look on his face, he even attempts to walk the both of you away but you kept tripping due to the fact that yoU COULDN’T SEE, SAEYOUNG, MOVE YOUR HOODIE

*V:

           -He’s the same way!!

           -Just wants everyone to know how much he loves them!!

           -Has absolutely no problem with you doing it

           -Lowkey prefers that you do it

           -Because that means he’s not the only one doing it!

           -ESPECIALLY LOVES WHEN YOU SAY IT TO ANY OF THE RFA MEMBERS

           -LIKE, YAAAAAS YOU LOVE THOSE PEOPLE, MC, ‘CAUSE I DO TOO

           -Never jealous! Like, ever! They say it back to you and he’s just like, “Hey same”

           -The two of you are literally rays of sunshine omg so cute

           -Y'all just go love everyone, it’s okay, you guys do you <3

*SAERAN:

           -WHY DO YOU SAY IT TO EVERYONE

           -WHAT ABOUT ME, MC

           -Took him A L O T of time and courage to tell you he loves you

           -What the fuck MC

           -He’s seen how bubbly you are with others, so he just kind of assumed you’re the type to tell everyone just how you feel

           -Gets a little insecure each time it happens, and you have to reinsure him that it’s okay!! You love him in a way you couldn’t love anyone else

           -500% HATES WHEN YOU SAY IT TO SAEYOUNG

           -BECAUSE SAEYOUNG SAYS IT BACK, AND WILL HUG YOU

           -LET GO OF HIS MC, IDIOT BROTHER. He’ll pull you away and hold you completely against him, shooting a h u g e death glare at his brother

           -You have to shower him in affection! Lots of kisses will take his jealousy away..after a while

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“Jim!” You shrieked, “I’m on a date.”

“Yes,” he looked around unamused before focusing his attention on your date. “Y/N deserves better than this.”

“Mate, I think it would be better if you just left.” Your date huffed.

Jim extended his hand down for you to take. “Come along, Darling.”

“Jim, I’m on date.” You mumbled.

“With some low-life,” Jim eyed your date before extending his hand once again. “But you can come with me, Y/N, and honey, I can give you the world.”

“So you can give me London?” You joked.

Jim pressed a few buttons on his phone and smirked, taking your hand and pressing a kiss to it. “Consider it yours.”

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genre: hotel!au

star of the show: NCT’s Johnny

word count: 1,609 words

author’s note: I was scorned and ridiculed for having this idea but we’ll see who’s gonna be the one wishing this had become a thing earlier =_=

Originally posted by suhyoungho

opening line: “I don’t know about you but I know what I’m doing.”

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Silent Treatment

Prompt: “ Can you do a TJP fic? Where the reader is 23, a month or two younger than Noam, everyone ships them two, but (Y/N) likes TJP, but goes along with the joke and always takes selfies and jokes around with the shippers on twitter, TJ later on gets full of it and gives her the silent treatment, and then he eventually tells her his feelings about her and it’s just fluff? I don’t know if that makes sense but thank youu!”

Requested By Anon

Word Count: 757

Tags: @laziestgirlintheworld @linoki

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♫Technicolour Beat- Oh Wonder// Marauders Era: Sirius x Reader

A/N: This is just something I thought of while listening to this song, and I hope you enjoy it!#

She set him free in an unbelievable way; her carelessness was contagious, filling the air with every word she spoke. She was the light breeze that pushed the brooding clouds away from the sun, allowing the warm light to enliven his life.

She saw the buried tragedies, casting them aside with a touch of her fingertips, allowing him to glow the way he was meant to.


Sunrises meant nothing until he learned the admiration she had for them, until the 5 am light caressed her face as she closed her eyes and smiled at the sky, her cheeks flushed with the peacefulness.

“Get up, get up, get up” Y/N nudged him repeatedly.

“You’re making the bed shake for all the wrong reasons” he groaned, pulling a pillow over his head.

“Wake uuuuuup!” she whined, tugging at his nightshirt.

His response was less than satisfying, as he mumbled “No thanks”.

Minutes later he was grouchily following her to the front of the castle, running a hand through his messy dark hair, eyes half closed.

The cold air woke him as he looked around, disoriented.

“It’s still dark! Are you bloody insane?!”

She smiled at him and pointed straight ahead “Look”.

She looked at him like a happy child, anticipating his reaction.

“What am I looking at?” he asked, as the sun began peeking through the tree branches and a soft breeze blew.

Her smile was infectious. He smirked, watching his best friend’s grin as the sun rose and grazed her face and her (y/e/c) eyes closed gently, facing the orb of light rising in front of them.


He didn’t have a favourite colour until he’d learned hers was yellow. After that day, he’d be perfectly happy living in a fully yellow house, surrounded by sunflowers.

“Y/N it’s your turn to ask Sirius” Lily pointed out.

“Please no, I’m terrible at coming up with questions. And dares.” she groaned.

“Don’t ruin the game now” he winked, smiling at her frustration.

“Fine. Truth or dare?” she mumbled, frowning at her friends.

“Dare” he said unsurprisingly.

She racked her brain for one until she finally gave up: “I dare you to tell us all your favourite colour” she said folding her hands across her chest and lifting her head up proudly.

“That’s possibly the worst dare I’ve heard since I’ve first played this game.” an unamused expression graced his face.

“You scared?” Y/N joked, smirking at him.

“I don’t have a favourite colour.” he said matter-of-factly, a sigh escaping his lips. “What’s yours then?” he looked at her, waiting for a response.

“Yellow” she happily said, her eyes crinkling with the smile lighting up her face.

“Let’s just say mine’s yellow too” her warm presence made him feel at peace with everything, and now the colour yellow did too.


Books were just words on paper until she’d read him to sleep one night and made them come alive and flutter through the air, embracing him softly through the sound of her voice.

He saw her familiar silhouette sitting on the couch in the common room, illuminated by the light from the roaring fireplace, her nose in a book.

“Why are you up?” he asked, jumping over the back of the couch and landing at her feet.

She didn’t look up, clearly captivated by the inked words in her hands “Why are you?” she mumbled distractedly.

“Couldn’t sleep” he said with a sigh, throwing his feet onto the couch right next to hers. She looked up from her text, closing it,never moving her index finger off the page: “How come?”

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A Kings True Mate

Pairing: Thranduil x reader(half wizard/half elf), Thorin’s company, Gandalf, Legolas, Tauriel

A/n: Ok, this is completely full of firsts. First hobbit fic, first abo, first Thranduil. so if you don’t like this, fuck off (first cuss word on this lol) There will be more

I will be posting a list of all the word i use soon, I use a couple different sites to translate words so bare with me

Tag list: @douchepoolonsie @a-lonely-string @fandoms-writer @theoneandonlysaucymo @petlaufeyson @mysaria @hymnofthevalkyries @nea90sweetie 

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               You traveled across Middle-Earth with Thorin and his company. Being the only female in the group was bad enough but being an omega was more than difficult. With most of the group being Alphas and only a couple being betas, which only caused more troubles than not during your heats. Which was why you were thankful for your father and one of the dwarfs for the herbs and the spell that reduces your heat drastically. Your father had always told you that the spell wouldn’t work if your true alpha was around you. Little did you know that you would soon meet him.

               You were on the edge of the forest that surrounded the elven kingdom when your father told you to stay with the dwarves and don’t let the forest get to you. You followed the dwarfs as they entered the forest. Taking your sword out, you knew trouble was on the way. Your elven ears could hear the sounds that came from large creatures that traveled through the trees. You turned to look at Thorin but was unable to seeing as he was clearly being affected by the forest and the darkness that laid here.

               “ Ten’ i’ mela en'” You started to say as spiders came out from every direction. Bilbo was off and doing whatever he does as you started to fight off the spiders, which took off once they had all the dwarfs taken up into the trees. With your quick reflexes, you climbed up the trees in search of your dwarven companions. If they were killed, your father would be disappointed with you. You managed to see what looked like the dwarves that your father left in your charge, wrapped in the thick sticky white silk that came from the spiders.

               The next thing you knew, 13 dwarf size silk pods fall towards the ground. You followed them down to the ground with swift movements of a full blooded woodland elf. The spiders started moving towards the dwarfs as you landed on the ground near Fili. You help some of them from the webs with your blade before readying yourself to attack the oncoming spiders. You stood with your back to Fili’s as the spiders attacked. The two of you saved Kili from one of the giant eight legged beasts. Who returned the favor with a couple of his arrows.

               “Thank you, Kili.” All he did was nod his head as the company took down more spiders. Until the woodland elves appeared, killing the rest of the spiders then taking all of you prisoner. You stood there as the dwarves complied and the elven group leader came up to you, staring at you as he took a deep breath.

               “Drop your weapons and no harm shall come to you.” From his tone of voice, you knew him to be the prince of the woodland realm Legolas. He never met you as for you father always traveled alone for many centuries to meet his father, Thranduil, as you had your beta many centuries ago.

               “I only listen to two, nessa er, and neither you are.” He looked at you with bright blue eyes as anger filled his face. He took in your appearance, you had the ears of an elf as well as the long beautiful hair of one but you held yourself like the wizard your father taught of you. To many you looked as if you were full elf, until you spoke. You were at times confused to be part dwarf because you were so short.

               “I see that a company of dwarves has what has been said to be the child of a traitor.” Without a second thought, you gripped the handle of your sword and moved faster than the other elves. You pinned Legolas to the tree behind him with the blade tip resting against his neck.

               “Silly little alpha prince. You really think you can belittle my mother with such words.”

               “(Y/n)!” Thorin yell at you. “Let him go. You know your father would be unhappy by such actions.” You turned your head and looked at him. That was when you noticed that a few of the other elves had surrounded you with blades drawn. You glared at Legolas and dropped your blade.

               “My father would be unhappy to hear that his only child was treated with such dishonor. By a little alpha prince none the less.” You could sense that a majority of the elven group were alpha males and a single beta female. One of the males came close to you, his hand reached for your cloak.

               “You need to drop all weapons, omega.” The male glared at you as you twisted away from his grip.

               “All I ever carry is a sword. Try to lay a hand on me again.” You pulled the hood of your cloak over your head and began to follow behind the dwarves who were now being led off by the female elf. You began thinking to yourself what your alpha would look like or even who he was. You were so in thought that you barely noticed the trek across the bridge leading to the woodland palace. You all were ushered into the throne room with the king sitting high throne.

               As soon as you came close to the throne, a strong scent filled your senses. The scent of your alpha filled the room as you stood at the back of the group of dwarves with Thorin at the front. Your hood still concealed your face, knowing the stories of the woodland elven king. You could hear some of the guards talk about you, which was never new.

               As you looked up at him, your mouth began to go dry and water at the same time. You wanted to find out what your alpha tasted like but you were afraid of what he would think of you not being full blooded elf. You watched him as his gaze traveled over the group before landing on your cloaked form. His face held an unreadable expression. You were so lost in thought of wanting him to claim you, to knot you that you didn’t even noticed that the conversation that he and Thorin were having shifted to you.

               “So, my guards tell me that you have one of elven kin amongst you.” The elven king looked at you as his nostrils flared with a deep breath. “She is what my guards have said to be the child of a traitor.” You stepped forward, shoving past the dwarves in front of you.

               “My mother is no traitor of the elven kin.  Amin agar naa en’ Rivendell, as my mother was.” You forced yourself to leave your hood up. “Adar would be very displeased to hear one like yourself call his once beloved to be called a traitor.”

               “Your father, who pry tell is your father?” He looked unamused by everything.

               “My father is…” You ripped off your cloak, reveling your elven given beauty. The dark green elven made battle dress hugged your body just right, just the way you loved. “My father is none other than Gandalf the Grey.” Your eyes looked at him, his eyes sapphire blue widened. You didn’t know your scent had affected him or if he knew you were his omega.

               “Send the dwarves to the dungeons, I would like to seek a word with lye ai Istar edhel.” You cocked an eyebrow at the elven king, your newly found alpha. Thorin gave you a sympathetic look before turning to direct the rest of the company, minus a hobbit. You turned your gaze back to Thranduil, not knowing what to expect once you heard the footsteps and dwarven mutters faded. Thranduil was closer to you than you were expecting, only mere feet now. His scent filled your nose and clouded your mind, causing your eyes to flutter shut. “I see how I affect you, amin lisse’ omega.” You bit your lip as he spoke to you while walking around you. You could hear him inhale deeply.

               “As I affect you.” It took everything in your power not to moan as you watched him glide around you. His tall frame tensed slightly as he continued to look down at you. You looked over his body and saw just how you affected him, clearly your scent affected the elf in front of you.

               “Why is there an omega traveling with a pack of alphas and betas? Especially when that omega had yet to meet her alpha and true mate.” The sound of his voice fell from his lips and washed over your ears like the silks in Rivendell.

               “I was also traveling with my father. I wanted to help the dwarves reclaim Erebor, which was planned by my father.” You stood your ground even though you wanted him to take you right then and there then knot you before his guards. “I do what my father asks of me and my father asked me to stay with the dwarves as well as keep them safe. Which l fell like I failed somehow.” He stepped right in front of you, his hand rested on your cheek as you looked down before he tilted your face up to him.

               “You have not failed at anything, amin lisse’ mela.” You looked into his clear bright sapphire blue eyes, you tried to find any hint of false tense but found none. The feeling of his hand on your cheek sent chills down your spine and made your heart race. You haven’t felt your heart like this in centuries, not since you had your beta. Unknowingly, a tear slipped past your lower lashes. Thranduil tenderly wiped it away with the soft pad of his thumb. “What troubles you amin lisse’?”

               “Nothing at the moment that concerns, Thranduil.” You see something flicker over his eyes as his name falls from your lips.

               “Everything about you now concerns me, my omega.” The hint of possession in his voice as he called you his omega.

               The two of you stood there longer than ether of you expected. You could hear the shouting of the female elf from earlier. Not a moment later, one of Thranduil’s guards walked in stating that the dwarves were gone. You looked from the guard to Thranduil, your eyes full of worry and panic. You could hear your father’s words in your mind, “Stay with the dwarves.”

                “I must go, Thranduil. If I don’t, I would fear the worse for them as well as a disappointed father.”

               “I do not wish for you to go, omega. They can tend to themselves. Your place is here now.”

               “No, not yet my Thranduil.” You reach up and place a hand to his cheek. “When all this chaos with the lonely mountain is over, then my place will be here by your side for all eternity.” You tried pleading with him through your eyes, you only hoped that it was working. He took a deep breath before sighing, knowing that there was no way to convince you to stay while the dwarves risked their lives for their homeland.

               “If you much take leave.” He motioned for the guard to come closer to him. The guard clearly knew what he was asking, handing him his own sword as yours was still lying on the ground in the forest. Thranduil handed you the blade with an almost pained expression. “Take this and be safe. If the serpent that lies sleeping in that mountain wakes, run. For if you don’t, you will be at my disposal.”

               “Aye, I will be ten’ amin naa lle Thranduil.” You stood on your toes and pulled him into a kiss. You could feel fire rush through your body as his lips softly against yours and his hands instantly resting on your waist. You had found your alpha during this quest for Erebor and now you were determined to finish it and return to him unharmed. “Guren bêd enni, I belong to you.” You pressed your lips to his one more time before standing in front of him flat footed. “I shall slay any who try to prevent me from returning to you. Tenna’ ento lye omenta.”

               You went to turn around but was only met with a hand on your arm. Thranduil’s hand gently wrapped around your arm, turning you back around and pressed his lips one last time to yours with a sad smile. “Tenna’ ento lye omenta, Melamin.” He quickly wrapped a silver chain around your neck before letting you run off to complete your quest. He watched as your hair flowed behind you. “manke naa amin utinu?” He didn’t even look at the guard.

               “He and Tauriel along with a few guards went after the dwarves.” His icy blue eyes landed on the guard.

               “Go, begin getting supplies for the people of Lake Town once they reach the ruins of Dale. I fear that the beast in the mountain will be woken soon. I will get back what belongs to me.” With one last look to where you once were, he turned and made his way to his chambers. His mind filled with the thoughts of your scent and the touch of your skin under his, the sound of your voice and many of how you will look under him as he marks you as his.

Boss


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“God I hate this place,” Tommy muttered barely audible amongst the boisterous noise the band called ‘music’ and the gaudy display privy to The Eden. His peaky cap hung low over his eyes, which were glued to the end of the cigarette that dangled from his lips as he lit it. He pulled out a chair from the table with a grunt.

“You can’t possibly mean that.” John beamed as his eyes roamed from one girl to the next with admiration and desire. He winked at one that walked by, reaching forward to grab her butt, to which she just turned and smirked at him. “Oh yeah, you can’t possibly hate this place.” John said, looking back at his brothers.

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Kakashi getting Iruka a puppy. <3 ( I love your writing)

Kakashi was in heaven. Tiny tails. Floppy ears. Wiggly fluff balls pawing at his legs.

He took a deep breath. No. He couldn’t take all of them.

This present would turn sour real quick if he did that.

“What do you think, Pakkun?” He looked at the pug who was only successfully holding one of the pupies back while another pawed and bit at his ear.

He looked unamused. “Why not get an Inazuka puppy? We know they’re good ninken.”

“Because Iruka doesn’t need a ninken. This is just supposed to be a dog.”

Pakkun was insulted, as he had expressed before. “Will you teach it to talk?”

Kakashi shrugged. “If it wants to learn we won’t stop it.”

“What if it wants to be a ninken.”

“Then you and the others can train him, promise.”

“Alright fine,” he sighed. He stood, continueing to ignore the little voices asking him to play and asking who he was.

“You,” he barked at a little thing chasing and yipping at a line of ants.

They sat and tilted their head. Tail started wagging they bound towards him, “Hey! I don’t know you!”

“What’s your name?”

“Uh… I don’t know! Hey! I can chase my tail!”

He looked back at Kakashi. He was sitting in the dirt letting them climb on him. Pakkun sighed again.

“Do you like your litter mates?”

“Huh? Hey! Did you see me chase my tail!”

“Boss,” Pakkun called over his shoulder. “She’ll do.”

“Hey! You can talk like them. Hey! He’s coming over! Oh oh oh! Hey! Hey!” She ran at him, jumping at his ankles, asking a million questions.

“First girl of the house, huh?” Kakashi asked, clearly excited. “Iruka’s gonna spoil you rotten.”

She looked at Pakkun as she was picked up. “Hey! What’s happening?”

“We’re going home, kid.”

Kakashi looked down at him, silently asking what was going on.

“Her name’s Kukki.”

Kakashi smiled, holding her up in front of him, “perfect.”

A/N: probably not the cute kakairu fic you wanted but Pakkun picked her because she reminded him of Naruto and he named her, so big brother Pakkun for the win.

THE RED STRING

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

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Darkness.
It seems to surround you. You’re left in a complete state of fear. Dizziness clouds your judgment as you try to sit up. Your eyes are stiff, unable to be opened and your throat is dry and scratchy. The first thing you do is think of Bellamy. That’s when you truly wake up, the events of the night running through your head. 

He’s hurt. He needs you.
Your breath begins to get heavy, the feeling of helplessness begins to creep in. Maybe you’re alone. Maybe he didn’t make it. Thoughts like these fill your head until you mentally shout at yourself to get a grip.
Pull yourself together.
Find Bellamy.

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