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BTS Reaction to You Finding Out They’re With You Cause of a Bet

Requested by @yona–hime; “Bts reacting to you finding out that the reason they approached you was because of a bet even though you’re an item now and they’ve actually fallen for you. I’m in the mood for a bit of angst.”

Note: bless your soul, angst is everything. *credit to gif owners*


Jin ➳ "Is that what I really mean to you?” You questioned and he instantly felt his throat swell, his heart threatening to burst as he looked to you in dread. You had found out that he was with you because of a bet, but little did you know that he was actually in love with you.

“No, I-”

“Save it, Seokjin.” You whispered, not sparing the man a second glance and although he wanted more than anything to engulf you into his arms; he was scared that he would break you further.

Originally posted by aiintnolee


Suga ➳ He let you scream at him, he watched those tears cascade down your cheeks as anger was slowly overfilling you to the core. He did nothing but stare, wanting to say anything or do something but he knew deep inside, that he deserved whatever you threw at him. “Was I only a game to you?” You choked, and something within him shattered.

He slightly dipped his head, giving you his full attention and you froze from seeing his eyes whirl in internal fumes. “Please, don’t ever say that again,” his voice was monotone but you felt the anger interlacing his every word, “believe me when I say this, I truly do love you.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


J-Hope ➳ When he saw you from a distance, he ran to you through the empty building with a large smile plastered onto his face, only for you to raise your hand to stop him silently. He was confused, and once you brought up the bet and how he could have lead you on for so long, his smile was no longer apparent as he stared to you apologetically. “I love you,” his voice was weak, running a shaky hand through his hair as he couldn’t bear to look you in the eyes. “And if you leave, it’ll break me..because,” his eyelids fluttered shut, taking a deep breath before looking into your eyes, “you’ll be taking a part of me with you.”

Originally posted by gotjhope


RapMonster ➳ "Is it true you’re only with me because of a bet?” 

His whole body stiffened, eyes filled with horror as he slowly watched your features go from calm to sudden disbelief. He was quick, not even giving you a chance to yell at him as he began to speak in the speed of light — explaining everything to you. “I know you know that I love you,” he proclaimed, grabbing your hand as he began to rub soft circles on the back of it with his thumb. “And all I know is that if I didn’t put that bet into action,” he gulped, “then I wouldn’t have ever been able to call you mine..”

Originally posted by dazzlingho


Jimin ➳ He felt utterly disgusted with himself, knowing it sounded horrible that you were a target splurged in the middle of a bet. Yet, as you screamed to him to tell you why he did it, his eyes were clouding with tears. He didn’t know what to do, never wanting to hurt you but at the same time, he never wanted to lose you either. “I-I..” Sighing, he clasped your hands in his as he brought them up to his lips, pecking them softly. “I’m so sorry, but please, give me a chance.” He pleaded, a tear slowly trickling down his cheek. “I’ll do anything to show you that what I feel for you is..real.”

Originally posted by cowjimin


V ➳ He didn’t know what was worse, you crying at finding out that he was only with you because of a bet or you throwing what he said to you during your intimate times to his face as if it were all lies. He meant no harm, and he knew it was his fault that this bet would soon interfere with his relationship with you. You were slamming your fists against his chest, pushing him back as his bangs covered his eyes like a sheer curtain before he grabbed you wrists — staring deeply into your eyes and freezing you in place. “I could have ignored the bet, but I didn’t, why?” He looked to the side, heartbeat racing as his eyes softened, “easy, because...*gif*”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


Jungkook ➳ He wished he could have said anything to keep you from walking away in tears, shattered pieces of your heart trailing behind you but he was in utter shock. He loved you so much, he wanted to keep you by his side forever and he only felt pathetic and weak at having crystallized to you finding out his dark and horrible secret. He was indeed a shell of what he used to be, his soul escaping after you to protect you from anything especially himself; and when the boys were worried about his state of mind and asked if he was okay, he could only shake his head no as the tears he tried so hard to keep at bay began to come crashing down. “I need her back..”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


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Hate That I Love You (M)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Angst and smut.
Word count: 2.3k 

Summary: “I hate you.” You mumbled again as you bit your lip, trying anything to get him to have a fit and storm off, but of course, that wasn’t it — that just got him angrier. 
“I’m gonna get you to take that back.” He said in a low tone, pulling his t-shirt over his head before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans quickly. 

➸ Song: Hate That I Love You.


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Jealously With a Twist: Teen Wolf

Originally posted by teenwolf

A/N: All the Gifs used are not mine! A combination of Fluff and Smut so its now call Smuff, but there’s no smut in this, just sexy scene. I’m rambling, I’m sorry but i hope you all ENJOY!

Warning: Cursing, Sexy scene but not Sexy Time, Booty Slapping, & Alpha/Beta/Omega structure for some of the imagines.

Scott McCall:

“So Alpha, tell me do you get jealous often?” You asked Scott leaning against the coffee table swirling your finger on the wood softly. He looked at you and down at your finger movements before meeting your eyes, his glowing red eyes staring back at your eyes “No what would give you that idea, the fact that my eyes or red, or that I was removed from the lacrosse field?” He asked cocking his neck slightly. He was fuming with anger, claws showing, red eyes, heavy breathing kind of anger and you knew exactly why, you looked down to what you were wearing “Does the jersey bother you that much that you went Alpha on the field? Scott , he’s a child.” You said gesturing to Liam’s jersey looking at Scott which only angered him more.

“Yeah, a child whose jersey is wrapped around my girlfriend’s body.” Scott said lowly approaching you carefully until his hands were lying on both of your sides resting against the coffee table “If you scratch Coach’s desk, he’s going to flip.” You asked softly staring into Scott’s eyes “You think I give a shit about his desk? I give more of a shit of why YOU’RE wearing his jersey.” Scott said leaning closer to your face causing you to hold your breath. You didn’t want to tell him the truth because it was only going to anger him more, and after the anger had settled he would hate himself for not being there, just as you were going to open your mouth.

“NO LIES. THE TRUTH (Y/N)!” He yelled causing you to jump in fright but he didn’t care at this point all he saw was red. “I.. I was attacked on my way to the game.. some guys came and tried to .. tried to hurt me… Liam was walking to the game.. he saw them.. as the tried to … hurt me.. he saved.. me.. Scott .. he saved me..” was all you said before sliding down to the floor, tears had began to stream down your face, you couldn’t control your fear, your hurt, your feelings. “Baby.. I .. I’m so sorry..” Scott said sinking to the floor sitting in front of you, without thinking you threw yourself into his arms and continued to cry.

“I was so scared Scott.. I felt so useless..” you said softly through your tears, Scott sat you in his lap cooing at you, while stroking your hair trying his best to calm you down “I’m sorry I wasn’t there baby.. I’m sorry you went through that.. I’m sorry I didn’t trust you..” he kept repeating as he softly rocked you. “Jealous or not McCall.. I love you.” You said softly as he kissed your forehead “This is so much better than watching you play lacrosse.” You said laughing causing Scotts chest to throw a fit of laughter.

“Man, I am on lucky guy huh?” He said kissing your hair, holding you tightly to him, protecting you.

Originally posted by lovemusiclifexx

Stiles Stilinski:

Malia Tate. Must you continue. Ever since you and Stiles had gotten together she was always showing up at Stiles’ house asking him for help and of course since your lovable, sweet and oblivious boyfriend couldn’t see that she was just doing it on purpose he didn’t put a stop to helping her. You knocked on Stiles door to hear rustling and a couple of giggles just as you were going to open the door, Malia swung it open with a smile on her face “Hello (Y/N). We were just talking about you.” She said smiling at you which made you feel weird on the inside, as you looked over to Stiles you noticed it immediately. A kiss mark. On his cheek.

“It seems I’m interrupting something. If you’ll excuse me.“ You said turning around, running out of Stiles house trying to keep your tears at a minimum ”(Y/N)! Wait up babe! What the hell!“ He said catching you and pulling you back to him "Why are you leaving?” He asked looking at you confused, you said nothing but point to his cheek, he raised his eyebrow grabbing his phone to see what was on his cheek “Babe. Seriously?” Was all he said, just as you were going to walk away he grabbed your hand “Baby, Scott’s mom came by earlier, she gave me this kiss. Malia even mentioned it to.. wait, you thought?” He asked drifting away.

“No, baby I would never cheat on you.” He said wrapping an arm around your waist pulling yourself closer to him “So why have you a Malia been hanging out all week then?” You asked softly not trusting your own voice. “What’s today? Thursday right? Isn’t there something really important going on this exact Thursday?” He asked looking around and then it hit you “Shit.” was all you said before slapping your forehead “Yeah, so busy thinking I was cheating on you, you forgot. 6 months.” He said pulling you towards his house.

“Okay but that doesn’t explain Malia.” You said standing your ground on the fact while walking to his house “You’ll see.” He said before covering your eyes with his hands carefully walking you into his house, usually you would be amused but you weren’t exactly in the mood to receive a surprise. “Ready? 3…2…1..” you heard Stiles whisper in your ear as you opened your eyes to reveal a beautiful candlelit dinner “I couldn’t get the reservation in time, so Malia helped me with the idea. I don’t know how but that’s why we were spending more time together baby.. do you like it?” He asked fidgeting with his hands waiting for your reaction, you grabbed his hands looking up at him “Baby, I love it.” You said tiptoeing to kiss him.

“No reason to be jealous baby. You have my all.” He said holding you tightly kissing you once more before ushering you to your seat “I better Stilinski.” You said sitting in your seat, looking over at Malia, Scott and Liam “They will be serving us tonight.” Stiles said smirking causing you to laugh “Oh god, this is an anniversary I’m afraid you won’t be able to top.” You said laughing hysterically.

“Oh my love , trust me. I will.” He said taking you hand and placing a gentle kiss on it giving you a quick wink. Now you had to see what else Stiles had up his sleeve.

Originally posted by hoechlin

Derek Hale:

You were waiting on the steps of Beacon Hills High waiting for Derek to come pick you up, like he promised but as twenty minutes passed you felt less and less sure that he would be coming at all “Hey, (Y/N) still waiting?” You heard Isaac say as he sat next to you on the steps with his lacrosse gear “Practice is already over?” You said in pure shock, watching Isaac slowly nod his head trying not to screw Derek over. “I’ve been waiting for an hour and a half and he’s still not here.” You said giving up hope that he was coming at all, you grabbed your things in defeat “Hey, let me walk you home.” Isaac said grabbing your bag that felt like pure rocks.

“Thanks Isaac.” You said leaning into his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around your waist “It’s okay, I’m sure he has a good reason (Y/N/N).” He said softly as if praying Derek had a good reason. The walk was quiet but that was alright because you weren’t really in the mood to talk about anything and Isaac understood that seeing as it was the third time this week that Derek stood you up. You had finally reached your home to see Derek sitting on your porch with flowers and a small smile, that immediately dropped when he saw Isaac’s hand on your waist. “So what’s this?” Derek sneers referring to Isaac’s hand which was still at your waist.

“Well since you don’t know the first thing about being a boyfriend and keeping your promises, someone has to right.” You said roughly as if it was a slap you had been waiting to give Derek “(Y/N) watch yourself. You wouldn’t want your little lover boy over here hurt would you.” Derek said with his eyes glowing red. You marched up to Derek, not fearing his temper “Derek Hale. I dare you to injure that boy because if you do I’ll never forgive you.” You said likely threatening his authority “Don’t forget, your Alpha position doesn’t effect me. Never will. So don’t you dare disrespect your Luna by treating her like one of your pack members because I can ruin your life.” You said softly tiptoeing to kiss his cheek.

“Bye Isaac, thank you for walking me home AGAIN. Now if you’ll excuse your Alpha because me and him have to talk.” You said threateningly causing Isaac to jet down the block “GOOD LUCK ALPHA!” Isaac yelled picking up full speed until he was no longer seen on the block, Derek turned to face you.

“Am I really in trouble?” He said smirking “Derek, three times in one week. Hell yeah you’re in trouble, now get your fine ass in this house because you got some explaining to do.” You said rolling your eyes as you walked into the house with a sour Alpha following behind you.

Originally posted by chrisargentgifs

Chris Argent:

You were doing your rounds at the hospital when you noticed a familiar name “Argent, C” you rushed into the room to see Chris Argent trying to unwrap his bandages “I’m sure you gave the nurse a hard time to put those on.” You said leaning against the door “Shit. (Y/N). Yeah, she wasn’t my favorite nurse, you know that.” He said winking at you, causing you to laugh.

Every time he was at the hospital he would always find a way to get caught or in trouble just to see you, he always flirted with you and you couldn’t complain because Chris was such an attractive man.

“Ah, Mr. Argent. Trying to gussy up to my girl are we?” Doctor Monroe said reading off Chris’ chart list, you rolled your eyes at the statement. Doctor Monroe had been trying to get into your pants from his first day at the hospital “Oh are you in a relationship? Funny, she never mentioned you when I took her out to dinner.” Chris said calmly and collective as he looked at Doctor Monroe’s expression.

“Well then, you shouldn’t be led on Mr. Argent. So yes me and (Y/N) are together.” Monroe said trying to mimic Chris’ calmness, you began to swat Chris’ hands away and started to rewrap his bandages “Are you sure we’re talking about the same girl because this lovely nurse has already agreed that her heart is mine?” Chris said grabbing your arm and pulling you closer to him “Isn’t that right (Y/N)? You’re all mine?” He said lowly causing you to stare at him mouth slightly open due to his movements and questions “Of course Chris.” You said in a blank state.

“Therefore Doctor Monroe, you have the wrong girl.” Chris said giving the Doctor the side eye as he watched him walk away, still holding you close to him “With all that said, how does dinner sound?” Chris said lowly in your ear “It sounds lovely, Chris I never knew you were the possessive type.” You whispered still in shock “Honey, there are so many thing you have yet to learn about me.” Chris said pulling you away winking at you slightly “Thanks for bandaging me up.” Chris said kissing your hand winking at you, as you blushed and walked out the room trying to breathe evenly.

Originally posted by kingclaremary

Liam Dunbar:

You were laying on the bed trying to replay the conversation that you had overhead between Liam and Scott.

“What if I hurt her Scott? What if she doesn’t love me then what? What if it takes over because if anger what am I going to do?” Liam said punching the locker next to his causing you to jump in place. “But what if she likes you too Liam? Then what? Sit here like an idiot and get mad anytime a guy gives her attention?” Scott said leaning against the now beat locker “Scott, I can’t… I don’t want to hurt her..” Liam said with pure fear in his voice “You won’t. Come on, let’s go before someone sees you.” Scott said walking into the bathroom with little Liam following behind him.

You tried to grasp who and what they were talking about when you heard a knock on your window, causing you to turn your head in the direction to reveal Liam Dunbar standing there awkwardly, you quickly opened your window allowing him to enter “Liam, what the hell are you doing at my window? You know I have a door that you can knock on?” You said standing with your hands on your hips. “(Y/N) it’s 3 am. What sane person knocks on a door?” He asked sitting on your bed shutting the window behind him. “Okay, you got me. So what’s up?” You said sitting next to him causing him to shift uncomfortably while blushing. “It’s me.” You said staring at him grabbing his hand “You were talking about me weren’t you?” You asked looking into Liam’s guilty eyes “I knew you were listening.. shit..” he said looking down trying to pull his hands away, you cupped his face causing him to look at you.

“Kyle, Jake, Caleb. I paid them to flirt with me just to see if I was right about my accusations. You like me Dunbar?” You said looking at him “You paid them? What the hell (Y/N).” He said looking at you confused, but you had no answer for his other than bringing your lips down to his, the kiss quickly turned into a feverish heat of need. He softly broke the kiss “Why did you do that?” He asked softly in your ear “What kiss you?” You asked looking away feeling ashamed of your advances until you felt Liam’s hands pin yours to your bed as he slowly dragged his tongue softly down your neck “No, pay them to flirt with you. (Y/N), do you know how dangerous that is?” He asked gripping onto your hands tightly causing you to look at him, his eyes gold and dilated. You had seen his gold eyes before when he was angry or threatened “That was a bad move for such a pretty girl. Do you know what happens when someone tries to take what’s mine?” He said kissing your neck softly.

“What?” You asked breathlessly “I have to mark them.” He said lowly and he then bit down softly on your neck sucking on spot until he was happy with the size. He rose from your bed opening your window “At school, I better see that mark. Or else you won’t like what comes after it.” He said before disappearing from your room, you were confused at his statement until you looked in the mirror and saw the bright red mark on your neck “Liam. Fucking. Dunbar.” You said softly already planning his funeral with a smirk on your face.

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Jordan Parrish: 

You were leaning in your chair with your eyes traveling his face trying to see if he would give you any information by his movement or expression but Peter was a professional when it came to the Sheriff’s department, so you thought a different approach would work better.

You walked over to the front of the desk laying your hands on the sides of Peter’s chair causing him to shift “What is this bad cop, good cop? Honey we both know that it’s not going to work on me.” he said calmly his every word hitting your face “Oh, honey, this isn’t good or bad. This is my hidden attraction for you. I have a thing for criminals in chains.” you whispered softly in his ear causing him to shift uncomfortably “What?” he asked looking at you in pure shock as you smirked leaning against the desk now “Seeing as your weakened by something you didn’t expect I’ll allow someone else to interview you.” You said grabbing your files, walking out of the room to bump into someone hard and psychically hot.

“Shit.” Was all you said as the burning person grabbed your hand and forcefully led you to Sheriff Stilinski’s office. “Want to explain yourself?” Jordan asked you standing in front of you full of authority. You were trying your hard to focus on him but you couldn’t get passed how hot he was pissed off “Well baby, I needed Peter to talk for the departments well being, so I did what I had to do.” You said sitting on the desk not wanting to stand “To hell with the department, do you have feelings for that criminal?” Jordan spat out the words causing you to become putty in his hands “Parrish.” you purred stretching to grab his uniform shirt pulling him closer to you feeling his heat radiant off of him.

“The only man I’m interested has to be single handedly the hottest man on this earth, literally, he burns as hot as a third degree burn yet is alive and I love him and everything about him.” you said wrapping your legs around his waist pulling him closer “And he is the only man that I want, so Jordan Parrish, shut up and kiss me.” you said softly leaning into his lips waiting for them to connect “Not now. Later.” he said unraveling himself from you and throwing you over his shoulder walking out of Sheriff Stilinski’s office gently slapping your ass. “This is all mine.” he said softly looking in the direction of Peter knowing he would be listening.

Originally posted by mieczyslawstilesstilinski

Peter Hale:

“Only you would be the one to get caught in something so stupid Peter.” You said cautiously pulling out the bullet lodged into Peter’s chest. “God all you do is bring yourself hell and pain huh?” you ask stitching him up “Is that why you find me attractive?” he said smirking through the pain that was now coursing through his body “Not at all.” you said rolling your eyes looking over at Derek who sat on the couch watching you and his uncle interact “I don’t know why you bother pay him any mind. Hes an old man, you need someone young and ready to take you to heights you’ve never been before.” Derek said smirking laying into the couch causing his uncle to tense up “Is that truly necessary?” Peter grinded his teeth staring coldly at Derek watching him shrug.

“(Y/N), don’t you feel it necessary?” Derek asked grabbing your hand causing you to jump in surprise. “Whatever the hell is going on between you two leave me out of it thank you.” You said packing your medical gear “Peter please, try not to burst your stitches because I won’t be coming back tonight.” You said grabbing your coat ready to exit “Why? Got a hot date?” Derek said now full of curiosity.

“Well if you must know. I do actually.” You said smirking walking out of the loft without a single word. “We’re going to get your girl.” Derek said throwing a jacket at Peter as he shortly followed after you, trying to stay out of sight. When you had reached your home you quickly changed into your shorts and tank top throwing yourself on your couch, with your popcorn on the coffee table and just as you were about to start “Game Of Thrones” you heard a knock at the door “Coming!” you yelled not really wanting to open it.

Once you reached the doorway and opened the door you saw Peter standing there looking inside your home “Are you alone?” he asked confused causing you to laugh “Well, I was until you came. Wanted to see my hot date?” you asked walking into your house sitting back on your couch “I was expecting someone yes.” he said walking behind you closing the door as he made his way to your couch “Your date is the TV show isn’t it?” he asked looking at the screen “No actually. You are.” you said smirking “You think I don’t know how you feel about me? The only reason you even came is because you were angered by the idea of me being with someone else.” you said moving next to him.

“So what if I was?” he said pouting pulling you closer into his side by wrapping an arm around you “Nothing, I would say that it’s cute that you actually have feelings Peter.” you said kissing his cheek “So hot date night?” he asked grabbing the remote which caused you to nod as he began the show. “Best date night.” you said snuggling into his side smelling his cologne and feeling his heartbeat.

Originally posted by dunbarfeels

Isaac Lahey:

“Seriously? He was ALL OVER YOU!” Isaac yelled at you causing you to flinch, he had never raised his voice at you before “Isaac I pushed him away! BUT I’M ONLY HUMAN!” you yelled back feeling anger rise inside you because he knew you weren’t the strongest person in this world. “So his lips, just magically nearly touched yours? Huh?” he spat looking at you in disgust “I slapped him Isaac. Were you even paying attention?” you asked grabbing his jersey pulling him down to look at you.

“Isaac Lahey, you better calm the fuck down. Because you’re acting like a child right now. You know I would never hurt you, so stop it.” you said softly looking at him sink into the ground shaking harshly. “(Y/N), how can I relax.. He’s more open than me, handsome, funny, and isn’t afraid to show you off like you deserve..” he said softly, his voice cracking in between his sentence “How can I compete with a guy who’s beyond me.. I was lucky enough to get you to agree to be my girlfriend because we both know that you’re way out of my league.” he said softly now the tears slowly beginning to slide down his face.

You sat next to him softly cupping his face in the most gentle way possible hoping he would flinch to your touch, as you turned his head he looked into your eyes “Isaac, baby, listen to me. I don’t need a man who is trying to show me off as a prize, I don’t need a man who is openly funny, who flirts with other people, I don’t need anyone who isn’t you. You are my rock and I am your anchor. You can’t get jealous because you feel threatened, Isaac there is no one else that could threaten this relationship. I love you.” you said kissing his forehead, holding his hands squeezing them for support.

“I love that you’re more reserved, and only funny when it’s me and you, I love that you only show me off when you want to because you want to genuinely show others your happy not because you want anyone to envy you. I love you for you Isaac Lahey. Now stop second guessing yourself so I can show off my incredibly sensitive and loving boyfriend.” you say kissing his lips softly getting up from the floor pulling his arm up in the process as he smiled at you “I love you (Y/N).” he said wrapping an arm around you dipping you slowly kissing you intensely before exiting the room to face Beacon Hills once again, but as always you wouldn’t be facing it alone. Not when you have your rock and he had his anchor.

Originally posted by stilinski-jpeg

Theo Raeken:

You’d been avoiding Theo like wildfire for about a week and you could tell that his patience with you had come to an abrupt halt as he had now cornered you in the girls locker room after cheer practice. “Care to explain where the hell you’ve been all week?” he said smirking but the yellow eyes glaring at you painted another picture “Of, me. I was just hanging out with Stiles and Scott, why? Did you need me?” you asked pushing past him as you continued to pack your belongings “So youve been avoiding me all week to whore around with two other guys?” Theo said lowly and as badly as you wanted to snap his head off for his comment you kept your cool because you didn’t plan a week’s worth of shit to screw everything up in a second. “I wouldn’t say ‘whoring’ around, more like being tutored to not fail math.” you said slamming your locker facing Theo smiling.

You walked out of the locker room and made your way to your car that was waiting for you in the parking lot “And where do you think you’re going?” he asked swinging your keys between his fingers. “Theo, I’m tired I just want to go home. If you’re offering to drive that’s great.” you said ignoring him and anything he had to say about your previous comment. You sat in your car as you waited for Theo to begin driving you home, the car ride was silent and uneventful but you kept fidgeting in your seat because you couldn’t wait to see his reaction for his surprise. “Okay, were here.” he said still gripping the steering wheel with anger “I have something to show you..” you said opening the car door making your way to your door “What is it? A portrait of you and your two new boyfriends?” he sneered causing you to laugh. “Nope, something way better.” you said opening the door to your home.

You swung the door wide to watch his reaction change, you were a bit afraid because Theo hadn’t celebrated his birthday for a long time since his sister had, passed. “Please don’t hate it or me.. I worked so hard for this Theo.. I know you are fond of parties but I felt like you deserved one.” you said drifting off “I don’t deserve anything (Y/N). I’m a monster and you know it.” he said softly looking over the banner and presents laying on the floor of the table that had food and a cake you had made from scratch.

“No Theo, you’re wrong. You do deserve this, if you’re a monster then what does that make us? No one in this life is innocent.” you said grabbing his hand “I haven’t celebrated my birthday in so long, I completely forgot I even had one..” he said softly looking at you “I made sure to be well prepared considering I’ve never done anything like this.. Hence why I needed Stiles and Scott ot help me..” you said looking at the ground “So you ignored me all week to plan out my birthday.. And I call you a whore….” he said now feeling hatred wash over him “Hey I know you get jealous fast and just to crazy ideas.. I know you didn’t mean it.. But I would never cheat on you. Just because you’re a smart ass doesn’t mean you don’t deserve happiness.” you said walking him towards his cake.

“I don’t deserve happiness.. But you are more than I’ve ever deserved in my entire life and yet I’m blessed to have you.. I should be banished to hell for touching and corrupting an Angel.” he said lifting your chin with his finger slowly planting a kiss on your lips “Oh darling, me and you both know we have a one way ticket, so cut your shit and make a wish.” you said smiling at him as he pulled you in front of him causing him to lean down “I already have all I can wish for in one person.” he said blowing out his candles kissing your neck before swiping his finger across the frosting and wiping it on your face “THEO!” you yelled as he ran away from you laughing. Yes this was true happiness, just the two of you together.

Originally posted by procrastinationoutlet

Brett Talbot:

“Why are you even with him (Y/N)! He’s an asshole.” Liam said grabbing your arms trying to enlighten you with some common sense. “We use to make fun of him being a part of Douche Ford and now you’re dating him!” Liams eyes were now gold and his claws had escaped his knuckles “Liam, I like him, I think he’s an asshole sure but guess what, I didn’t like Haydn every mushy but you went BEHIND my back and dated her at least I’m telling you the truth.” You said backing away from Liam until you bumped into someone who grabbed you by your waist “There’s no need to ruin your friendship with (Y/N), Liam because she loves you as a brother and as much as it pains me to say this she really does care for your well being. I don’t dream of hurting her but if you don’t believe me you can have your whole pack hunt me down, if she hasn’t killed me herself.” Brett said looking at Liam watching him calm down.

“There’s no need to worry about her attention going else where because you guys will always be her family, but I’ll be her boyfriend. She’s an amazing person and I would hate to ruin the friendship you have with her and the friendship that started to grow between us again.” Brett said watching Liam smile lightly “Yeah L there’s no reason to get jealous, you will always be my best friend.” you said walking out of Brett’s arms to hug Liam.

“And you’ll always be mine (Y/N/N).” he said hugging you back “Plus we can still make fun of Douche Ford.” you whispered in Liam’s ear causing him to laugh “I can hear you.” Brett said sighing loudly “Good.” you said pulling apart from Liam walking back to Brett, who held your hand and began to walk you out of the corridor “Hey Talbot, if you break her heart or ruin her, we will kill you as a pack. Mark my words.” Liam said lowly eyes flashing so fast and then changing back to their regular form.

Brett nodded smiling as he held you closer to him kissing your forehead “I think I have more to worry about than you. You’re the real heartbreaker here babe.” he said slapping your ass quickly while kissing your cheek “Mhm. Got that right Talbot.” you said winking at him.

Don’t Flirt With Him

Word count: 2,241

Warning: smut, spanking, little bit of fluff

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Y/N has to flirt with the most horrible and sexist man ever to get info for a case and Dean isn’t too happy about it so he shows her who she really belongs to.

The sound of Dean’s alarm woke you up and you reluctantly opened your eyes to see Dean and Sam already up and getting ready.

“Do you know what I think I like most about the bunker? Normal sleeping patterns.” Sam laughed, agreeing with you as he brushed his teeth.

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bts reacts: you get cat called

anon asked: ooo i loved your last post so how about bts reactions to their s/o getting cat called/whistled at/honked at? much love xoxo

ayeee i’m glad you liked it! :)) h e r e  w e  g o

note: I try to keep these gender neutral where I can, but sometimes I slip into female pronouns out of habit. 💕

(also sorry if this blog is dodgy i’m doing it on a chrome app on my phone since i have no access to a computer rip)


suga: okay but just imagine if the two of you were walking by, and there was just a group of teenagers all wolf whistling obnoxiously loudly, and yoongi just looks around, as if he’s checking that it’s definitely you they’re reacting to, and then when he deduced that it is, he just glares. like, full on, stone cold glaring. the whistling would soon stop, because if looks could kill, they would all be more or less dead.

Originally posted by jeonbase

hoseok: he would definitely be mad. he’d grasp your hand extremely tight, like it was some sort of lifeline, and power walk, each step the length of two normal ones, and then in a voice lower than usual, so low it was practically a growl, would say something like “you see? that’s why i don’t like letting you out on your own.”

Originally posted by bangtanbighit


 namjoon: he’d kind of just stop walking. he wouldn’t fight them, as if not to make a scene, but he’d stand there and just say, “seriously? don’t you think that’s a little disrespectful?” he’d take your hand and make sure you walked away without giving them a second thought.

Originally posted by nikatato

 seokjin: jin would be ready to fight, honestly. he’d definitely be like namjoon in the sense that he thought the whole concept of it was wrong, to call anyone something  such as the things those men had been shouting after you, especially in the streets and to  a complete stranger of all things, but in the end he would tut and walk the two of you away.

Originally posted by jjkksj

 jungkook: he’d kind of just stop walking, dead in his tracks, and give them a look that plainly said, “what the fuck?” he wouldn’t vocalise his opinion until they were nearly out of earshot, he’d just pull you a little closer and make sure that they were certain to never do that again. “she’s not an animal, you know.”

Originally posted by jkguks

jimin: again, he’d be calm and collected on the outside, but on the inside, probably fucking fuming. “really? i’m right here, can you not see me?” like yoongi, he’d make a not so subtle point of holding you around the waist and getting away, while saying something along the lines of some sentence that was almost incomprehensible, “what makes them think they’re allowed to treat someone like that?”

Originally posted by kookmint

 taehyung: from the moment that he heard it, he would peer at them with confused, squinted eyes, slightly dark with annoyance and anger. he’d start walking faster, and as soon as you were out of their way, would curse under his breath, and grumble about it for quite a while afterwards. “they’re all dickheads, honestly.”

Originally posted by saintminyoongi


hi i hope you liked that even though my writing is getting progressively worse

react requests are closed, but moodboard and ships are still open!

thanks for reading!

-tash

What Do You Feel | 002

Who: Jughead Jones
What: Riverdale

Part One ||| Part Two

Veronica looked over her shoulder, frowning as she watched [Y/N] laugh and chuck a few french fries in Reggie’s direction. It had been weeks since the whole Jughead and [Y/N] incident and [Y/N] was keeping her distance from her normal group of friends. Turning back around, she reached for her milkshake and fiddled with the straw. “I know the topic of [Y/N] is sort of off limits but I miss her.”

Without missing a beat, Jughead’s eyes snapped up from his laptop, his cold expression icing her bones. Normally, he could tune out his friends but ever since the rift between him and [Y/N], his focus had been all over the place.

Putting her hands up in submission and then crossing them over her chest, she leaned back into the booth, frowning again. “Sorry but I’m just speaking the truth.” Lowering her gaze to the table, she sighed. “She should be sitting here with us, not with the fuckboys and fuckgirls of Riverdale.” Veronica shuddered at the group of people [Y/N] had taken comfort with for the past few weeks.

Kevin avoided Jughead’s ice cold stare, nodding in agreement. “Not trying to throw myself to the wolves but I agree with Veronica.” Running his finger over the faded design of their booth, he flickered a look behind him towards [Y/N]. He could tell that she wasn’t entirely happy by the way her smile would falter just a smidge after she finished her laugh, [Y/N] was extremely easy to read for those who truly knew her.

Archie, who sat directly behind Jughead and the others in a separate booth, chimed in. “It’s weird not having her here. I mean, have you tried talking to her since it happened, Jughead?”

Betty violently turned around, her eyes narrowed with a look that could have killed. She had been there for the aftermath and saw firsthand the broken state it left Jughead in. “Let’s change the subject, guys.” Throwing everyone dirty looks, she changed the topic onto an altercation between her and Cheryl that had happened earlier that day.




Slinging off his helmet from the day’s practice, Archie walked through halls of Riverdale High. Just as he was about to reach the locker rooms, movement at the end of the hall caught his attention. Squinting his eyes, he headed for [Y/N]. He watched as she placed a physics textbook back into her locker, he figured that she had just gotten done with a tutor session. [Y/N] always helped out her classmates whenever they needed an extra hand.

“[Y/N].”

She gasped, clutching the locker door from being startled. “Archie! Shit, you scared me.”

Leaning against the lockers, he frowned slightly. “Sorry, didn’t mean to.”

Pressing her lips together, she tore her eyes from his and started to shove some books into her bag. “Need something?” She finally asked.

“Yeah, I do. An explanation.” He firmly stated.

Closing her locker, she frowned. “Archie,” she warned.

Come on, [Nickname].” Archie pleaded. He hadn’t been lying when he said it had been weird with [Y/N] straying from their friendship. Even his father was noticing the absence of a certain girl.  “It’s been weeks and we’ve barely held a conversation long enough for me to know if you’re okay. We’re best friends or at least I thought we were. I care about you, [Nickname]. You just cut me off, you cut everyone off. I wanted to be there for you.” Archie reached out for her arm as she went to turn away, pulling her back gently, and shaking his head. “You and Jughead can coexist in our lives, [Y/N].”

“Shouldn’t you be at practice,” she asked coldly.

Letting go of her arm, he narrowed his eyes lightly. “It got cut short today.”

Frowning, she looked down, “I’m sorry, Archie. I didn’t mean it like that.” Looking back up, she sighed. Closing her locker, she gave a small smile. “I know you guys wanted to be there for me but I didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t want you guys defending him and making me feel like I was wrong for ending things.” Adjusting the strap of her bag, she placed her back against her locker. “And to be completely honest if I stuck around, Jughead wouldn’t have. And he really needed you guys more than I did.”

Archie pressed his lips together, [Y/N] had a point. She was easy to get along with, people flocked to her. Jughead wasn’t necessarily a loner but he kept to himself and only trusted those who knew him. And that list wasn’t very long. Giving her a smile, he pulled her into a hug. Squeezing her tight and relishing the time he had left with her. He could tell that tomorrow she’d continue to avoid him.




“Juggie,”

Jughead looked up from his blank screen, finding Betty standing in the doorway of the Blue and Gold room. Clearing his throat, he lowered the laptop. “Yeah?”

Stepping inside, she walked slowly towards him. All Betty wanted was for Jughead to get out of his mood. “How are you feeling?”

Groaning, he ran both his hands over his face and kept them there. “Isn’t that the million dollar question.” Peaking through his fingers, he sighed, “I don’t know.”

Betty sat in front of him, frowning. “You don’t know or you don’t want to say? There’s a difference, Jug.”

Pulling his hands down, he narrowed his eyes. “What?”

Biting her lip, “You love [Y/N], you have to. And I’m not saying that you have to love her. I mean it as there’s no way that you don’t.” Betty had witnessed the romance between her friends happen. It was just a gradual fall. Every day, she’d notice that they’d sit just a little bit closer than the day before, their looks would linger for a second or two longer, and that their smiles were wider by the day. It was such a sweet, innocent kind of love that formed between them. Betty wanted nothing more than to talk about it but she knew that the minute she said something, they’d shy away and never return. 

Jughead closed his eyes, “Betty.” He didn’t want to talk about it. He just wanted to forget about it and let it die. If [Y/N] wanted to run off with another group then so be it. 

“Why didn’t you tell her how you felt, Juggie? This whole thing could have been avoided and your relationship would’ve been stronger.”

“You wouldn’t understand,” he mumbled.

“Try me, Juggie.” Betty murmured. 

Biting down on his thumb, he looked away from her intent gaze. Mumbling, he moved his thumb away from his lips. “When we were all little, my dad used to tell me that I was going to fall in love with her and that he could see it happening years from then.” Betty smiled lightly at the thought of his father calling his romance. Now that she thought about it, it was sort of easy to see that Jughead and [Y/N] would have ended up together all those years ago. They had always been attached at the hip, always supporting each other through everything.“He also told me that girls like [Y/N] were dangerous.” 

Betty’s brows knitted together, “I don’t understand.” Of all the people in Riverdale, [Y/N] was the least dangerous, she was always so calm and collected. 

Shaking his head, he shrugged. “I didn’t either until I asked him the other day what he meant when he said that.” Running a hand over his beanie, he sighed again. “He kind of looked at me and pieced it all together. I guess I’m not as good at hiding my emotions like I thought I could. He figured out that [Y/N] and I were more than friends and that we broke up. He just looked at me and asked me what I felt and that, that was the reason why she was dangerous.” Meeting Betty’s eyes, he frowned. “How do I tell her words that have never been formed or ever existed. Because that’s what I feel whenever I’m around her.”

Betty placed a warm hand over his, “Then you use words that already exist.” 




[Y/N] didn’t know how the fight started or what made it happen, all she did know was that she and Archie walked straight into a fighting ring in the student lounge. Their classmates all cheering and recording Reggie and Jughead brawling in the middle of the room. 

Exchanging looks with Archie, they both threw down their books and backpacks. Before Archie had the chance, [Y/N] beat him to it and grabbed Reggie by the back of his shirt and yanked him off of Jughead. 

Slinging him away from her, [Y/N] snarled out while Archie quickly helped Jughead up off the ground. “Back off, Reggie.” The crowd quickly dispersed as Archie threateningly told all of them to leave or else there would be another fight. 

Reggie scoffed, fixing his shirt from the scuffle. “He had it coming.” 

“I think it was the other way around, buddy.” Jughead sneered as he held his bleeding nose. “I hope you choke on all that shit you talk.” 

“That’s it, you little-” Reggie went for it but [Y/N] was quicker. Planting her feet firmly on the ground, she shoved him as hard as she possibly could causing him to stumble backwards onto the couch.

“-I said back off, Reggie!” [Y/N] snapped. She was absolutely livid, the fact that Reggie and Jughead were fighting infuriated her. [Y/N] hadn’t been a huge fan of Reggie but she accepted him for his flaws and tried to tolerate him. There were moments where she could see herself being friends with him but after today, she wanted nothing to do with him. Whether Jughead started the fight or not. 

“Don’t put your hands on me or-”

“-or what?” Archie growled. Gently grabbing [Y/N]’s arm, he pulled her behind him. Stepping directly in front of his captain, he squinted his eyes. Archie didn’t think Reggie would swing at a girl but he didn’t want to take that chance. Despite [Y/N] avoiding him for the last few weeks, it didn’t matter. He was going to protect his friends no matter who it involved. 

Reggie was about to respond but thought against it the second Betty, Veronica, and Kevin all came barging through the door to see the commotion. 

[Y/N] was fuming, it was clear to anyone that was watching her that her blood was boiling. The students that were left were all in shock at her current demeanor. She had never shown anger this way not even when Cheryl had it out for her. 

Taking a deep breath, she turned around to look at Jughead. He sported some cuts and a profusely bleeding nose. Glancing down at her wrist, she cursed silently, 2:54. The school’s nurse had already packed up and gone home for the day. Reaching over towards the table, she plucked a few tissues from the box and handed them over to Jughead. With her voice low and comforting, she placed a hand on his shoulder, ushering him towards the door. “Come on, let’s go.” 

All of her friends exchanged looks, surprised that she was even talking to Jughead. Veronica pursed her lips, leaning towards Betty and quietly whispering. “Do you think this will mean we’ll have [Nickname] back?” 

Betty watched carefully as [Y/N] gently guided Jughead past her, “I hope so but I don’t know.” 

Leaning down to grab her backpack and books, she heard Reggie scoff, “Yeah, go run back to your little freakshow boyfriend.” 

Tightening her grip on Jughead who tensed underneath her, she gave him a look as to not respond. Slinging her bag over her shoulder, her hand left Jughead as she turned to look Reggie in the eyes. “Cry me fucking river, Reggie. It was never going to happen.” Opening the door, she motioned for Jughead to go. 

“You would have been a waste of my time anyway.” 

Archie lost it, shoving him against the wall, “Hey! Watch that fucking mouth!”

Rolling her eyes, she gave Archie a smile, feeling stupid for shutting her friends out of her life. “Thanks Arch but,” looking at Reggie, she wore a look of disgust on her face. “you can only offend me if you mean something to me and Reggie, honey, you aren’t worth a damn thing to me.” 




The silence was killing him, but he didn’t dare speak a word. Jughead just sat quietly in the nurse’s office while [Y/N] sneakily shuffled through the cabinets. Looking up when she kneeled down in front of him, he met her eyes. A sharp pain shot through his chest because all he wanted was to kiss her and tell her how much he had been an idiot for not going after her. 

Biting her lip, [Y/N] handed him a wet rag to wipe his bloody nose. Watching him clean himself, she started to work on the cut just above his right eyebrow. After a few minutes of unbearable silence, she finally stood up and asked the question she had been dying to ask. “Why were you two fighting?” 

Jughead debated on responding, but knew that he could never really shun her out the way she did with him. Looking down at his hands, he shrugged. “Just said some things I didn’t like.” 

“Like?” She pushed. 

He stood up too, walking past her and leaning against the nurse’s counter. “It’s Reggie, [Y/N]. He says shit all the time and it just pissed me off.” Avoiding her raised brow, he mumbled. “He was just talking about you.” 

Tilting her head, she stood in front of him, with her arms crossed. “Saying what exactly?” 

Taking a deep breath, he met her gaze. “That he was this close to sealing the deal with you. That he was going to take you to one of the rooms during Cheryl’s party tomorrow night.” Breaking their eye contact, he gave an irritated sigh, “It just made me snap because the thought of you-” Jughead quickly closed his mouth. He didn’t want to go there. He wasn’t ready. 

Moving closer, she raised a brow. “The thought of me what? The thought of me losing my virginity to Reggie made you upset?” [Y/N] shook her head, her hands grabbing his. Her movement caused Jughead’s head snap up and look her in her eyes. 

Nodding, he chewed on his lip. “Yeah.” 

“Oh, Jug.” Dropping her hands from his, she brought one up to caress his cheek. “I already told you that you were the only one I wanted to claim it.” 

“Yeah but that was before you broke up with me.” He said coldly.

Pulling back her hand, she nodded. “Yes but,” trailing off, she scoffed at the idea of Reggie having her virginity and the idea that he thought he could take it. “you couldn’t have possibly believed that I would let Reggie Mantle of all people-”

“-it wasn’t that, [Nickname].” Jughead interrupted, getting slightly frustrated. Gently pushing past her, he paced a few steps before turning around to look at her confused expression. “It was the way he was talking about you, [Y/N]. Like, like you were some kind of score. A thing that could be won. You aren’t an item, [Nickname]. You’re a person, a person with feelings, a person with feelings that broke up with someone who also had feelings he couldn’t explain.” 

“Well,” biting her lip, “it means a lot that you’d stick up for me but,” she motioned towards his bruised eye and cuts, “was it worth bucking up to the Captain of the football team, Jug? I mean you got some really good licks in but not enough evidence on his face to back it up.”

“I wasn’t going to sit there and let him say those things about you, [Y/N].” Shaking his head, he scoffed, “It was a matter of time before Archie heard them and then what?” 

Sighing, [Y/N] stepped forward. Throwing her arms around his neck, she pulled him in close. Her grip tightened when she felt him embrace her back. Fighting back tears, she whispered out. “I miss you, Juggie.” 

Closing his eyes, he breathed, “I miss you too.” 

Pulling away just enough for her to look him in the eyes, she murmured, “Can we take baby steps? I’m not completely over the fact that you can’t tell me what you feel but I guess I have to accept that we just work better without words but I need to go slow.”

Jughead couldn’t resist kissing her, both of his hands flew up her cheeks and pulled her into a kiss. It lasted for a few seconds but it was enough to give him courage for what he had to say next. Resting his forehead against hers, he sighed lightly. “I know that wasn’t slow but I just want you, [Nickname]. That’s it. Nothing else but your flaws, mistakes, laughs, jokes, sarcasm, everything. I didn’t know what I felt until you walked away because everything I ever felt with you was normal. I had never felt any other way before. And then when you walked away. I felt broken. I felt like my entire world came crashing down around me and now…now I understand those lame sappy sad songs about broken love.” He chuckled with her, suddenly feeling a little bit better after hearing her giggle. 

“Juggie,” she breathed. 

“Love isn’t supposed to be easy. It’s supposed to be worth it and no one else is worth an ounce of my attention besides you. Years from now when we’ve said goodbye to this shit town, I want to look at you by my side and think how lucky I am to have kept you this long.” 

[Y/N] couldn’t respond, she was choked up. This was what she wanted to hear. That Jughead had the same exact plans as she did, that she wasn’t the only one feeling this way. Smiling, she pressed her lips against his. 


I didn’t see her love, I felt it plainly as the sun. -atticus 

I’ll Wait (1/2)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Words: 3,709

Summary (request): Bucky declares his love for Y/N on a day he shouldn’t. 

Warning: Angst, but some adorableness as well. 

A/N: So this was also a request by a darling who wishes to stay anonymous, she said I could write whatever I wanted and dedicate it to her, so here goes, darling. Hope you enjoy! As always, feedback is greatly appreciated, much love to you all! 

Part 2


“I’m in love with you,” Bucky said as confidently as he could. His steel blue eyes were boring into yours as his heart beat at a frantic pace.

You didn’t answer him, only stared at him with a blank expression. It was only because he knew you better than you know yourself, he could see your lower lip slightly trembling.

“I know I have no right to say this to you,” he quickly added, taking a small step towards you. You didn’t move, only looked at him with stern eyes and lips pressed into a thin line.

“Especially not now,” the sadness in his words lingered hard in the room as he looked at you from head to toe. His eyes met yours again, and he knew his eyes displayed the heart-wrenching sadness he was feeling in his chest.

“But I knew I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t tell you,” he took another small step towards you and when you didn’t move, only looked at him with an unreadable expression, he slowly lifted his left hand to cup your cheek. The corners of his lips lifted in a small smile when you didn’t flinch or move. His hand was centimeters from your face when you abruptly stepped back, eyes never leaving his.

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“Protector” - One Shot

This is one of my older pieces. Enjoy jealous/angry harry :) 

Rating: M (smut) 

“What is it?” You notice Harry’s body language change drastically, his jaw clenched and his fist almost breaking the glass he’s holding on the table, his head turning back to stare at the drink, eyebrows pressed forward.

           “ ‘Snothing, love”, he lied, his face never shifted as he took a short and quick sip, never looking you in the eye. The arm around you at the booth became tighter as he pulled you into his body. He was protecting you. Something was wrong.

           Turning your head you glanced around and saw four foul, malicious eyes glaring at you, their eyebrows raised and their laughs boomed when you caught their gaze, pointing. You felt your face turn red and you turned around quickly, burying your head into the crook of his arm.

           “You shouldn’ have done that”, he grumbled, anger seeping from every pore in his body, his muscles clenched again as he heard them yelp in laughter behind them, trying to ignore the hideous phrases thrown at you.

           “Harry let’s just go. There a bunch of douche bags who’ve had too much to drink”, peering up at him, his jaw adjusted and slacked a little.

           “You said you wanted to dance”, he was draping his arm around you, now. Completely caged into his body, you could have sworn this position was safer than and prison on earth.

           “Let’s go dance. Get lost on the dance floor”, a smile played on your lips trying to loosen him up, even though you could still faintly hear the shit bags behind you.

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Wax On, Wax Off

Characters: Y/N Padalecki, Jared Padalecki, Y/N’s parents (mentioned), Jensen Ackles, Danneel Ackles, Lucas Padalecki (OC), Sebastian Padalecki (OC), JJ Ackles, Arrow and Zeppelin Ackles    

Pairing: Jared x Reader, Jensen x Danneel (brief)

Warnings: Family sucks and waxing hurts. Jared is an amazing, patient, wonderful husband (and yes that’s a warning).    

Word Count: 1600ish

A/N: This was born out of a conversation I had with @blacktithe7 (and no this time it is not turning into a series lol) I hope you will have fun reading cause I had fun writing it. As always no wife hate here. I love Gen - she is just not married to the moose here for the purpose of the story :)

Erin also betaed this mess for me so thanks a lot darling <3

You knew that your family was uptight and that they would always find something to pick on you for. You had always been the black sheep of the family. Never as successful as your brother or as pretty as you sister. No matter what life decisions you made they seemed to be wrong. Every time you saw them it was something new too.

First, they disapproved that you decided to marry an actor. You sister had even said straight to your face it was only a matter of time before he was going to cheat on you with someone younger and prettier guest starring on his show. You hadn’t minded that one too much though. No matter what they said,   it couldn’t make your trust or love for Jared waver. He had never give you a reason to doubt him, and you didn’t need their approval to love him. He was good for you and you for him. You knew you could face whatever was thrown at you as long as you faced it together, your family included.

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No Good Part 2 (Negan x Female)

[READ PART 1 HERE]

Summary: She tries to kick the habit, but Negan’s not a drug she can walk away from so easily. 

Characters: Negan x Female

Word Count: 3,441

Warnings: Smut, Angst, use of a belt, alcohol, underage drinking, slight dub-con, breath play, swearing, NSFW 

Author’s Note: I honestly didn’t think you guys would love Part 1 so much, but you did, so here’s a Part 2. I had some lovely people recommend some ideas, but I ended up coming up with this crazy sequel. I will probably write a Part 3 and then end this series. I don’t really like this much angst, but I hope I still did a good job with this newest addition. Let me know! I love hearing what you guys think.

Please let me know what you thought! This fic has no beta reader, so I am very sorry for any errors you encounter. You can always message me and tell me where I fucked up. Don’t be shy. I won’t hate you.

Originally posted by negansslowlyburn

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If BTS were a reality show

Jin:/going through laundry when he finds a blunt/ WHOS BLUNT IS THIS?!

Suga: Yah whats with all the yelling?! God you sound like a freaking banshee

Originally posted by jeonbase

Jin: MIN YOONGI IS THIS YOURS /holds up blunt/

Suga:*looks offended af* 

Jin:/In the confession booth/ Yoongi might be quiet but he sure as hell ain’t innocent. Tongue technology my ass 

Originally posted by jjilljj

Yoongi: The hell jin?! That shit ain’t mine

Originally posted by trashoferverything

Jin: Then whos is it then? Hmm?

Yoongi: /in the confession booth/ Look I know that I could’ve flat out lied and blamed it on someone else but  Jhopes ass knows he deserved it! Used all my bath bombs and thought he was going to get away with it…oh well

Originally posted by jeonbase

Suga: JHOOOOOOOOPE.. it was him

Jin : JUNG HOSEOK GET YOUR BRIGHT ASS DOWN HERE

jhope:/runs into the room/ what?

Originally posted by asdfghobi

Jin: I believe that this belongs to you /hands him the blunt/

Jhope: The hell is this…no no no ..this ain’t mines

Originally posted by judgementalyoongi

Suga: BULLSHIT ITS HIS

Jhope: Why don’t you ask the maknaes I’m sure they would love to explain

Jin: My babies would never do such

Jhope:/laughs/ OH BOYS

Maknaes:/come into the room/  yes hyung?

Jin:/ narrows his eyes as he looks at the boys/

Jungkook:/ tf is this …tf is that..tf is my life/

Originally posted by baekon-stripss

Jimin:/ high af/

Originally posted by ultranicolet

Taehyung: / forgot where he is and who tf are these people/

Originally posted by dont-touch-my-faceuh

Jin : HOSEOK WHERE DID THEY GET THE WEED

Namjoon:/comes in the room in panic/ Guys I can’t find my wee- I mean I can’t find my needs, wants, desires

Suga: Um eww

Jin: KIM NAMJOON

Namjoon: Weed..what is that.. I’m too pure ..my innocence I know nothing of this weed

Originally posted by lil-unicorn-yixing

Jin:/fuming with anger/

Namjoon:/carefully takes the blunt/ thank you…i’ll just go…now

Originally posted by minniesuga

Taehyung:/seriously…who tf are these people/

Originally posted by bangtanboysloves

Namjoon: Bye~/quietly leaves shutting the door behind him/

Originally posted by ksjknj

Jin:/in the confession booth/ his ass is grass when he comes back

Originally posted by minniesuga

Arrangements at the Worst Time (John Laurens x Reader)

Originally posted by gravitywon

Pairing: John Laurens x Reader

(Collab with @midnightokieriete)

Requested?: ‘Can you do a Laurens x Reader where he’s sad over Ham courting Eliza but then he meets reader? Thank you!! 🌚🌚🌚🌚🌚🌚’

Prompt: John is arranged to marry some woman and he’s scorned over Alexander courting Eliza.

Words: 10,000+

Warnings: Arranged marriage, Fluff, Slavery, Wedding, Historical Inaccuracies

Masterlist / Tay’s Masterlist

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“Wait, what?”

“I’m courting Elizabeth Schuyler, Laurens. Do you remember her? We met at the-”

“Winter’s Ball. Yes, I recall.” John’s voice was tight, his tightened fists hidden in his coat pockets. Alexander grinned happily, unaware of his friend’s abnormal behavior.

“I’ve come to fancy her, and through our letters, she agreed to court me. We’ve been together for a few weeks now.”

“Ah, yes. Congratulations.” John replied curtly. Alexander pulled John into a hug, finally noticing his stiff posture. John did not offer a hug back, just a small smile. “I’m happy for you, Hamilton.”

Alexander’s smile wavered, scanning Laurens’ face. “Are you okay, John? You seem…peculiar.” John quickly realized his demeanor, and cleared his throat, faking a huge smile for his friend.

“No, no! Please, Alexander, I am fine. Let’s go and tell the others!” John placed his hand on the small of Alexander’s back, and they began walking.

John felt his heart shatter the moment he heard that his close friend was courting someone. He wanted to hide from the world and cry his eyes out. Sadly, John had fallen in love with Alexander. It was very taboo for a man to love another man but John could not lie to himself about his feelings. It wasn’t lusting. It wasn’t admiration. It wasn’t infatuation. It was love. But, John could not be with Alexander and love him publicly, as much as he wanted to. He must find a woman and marry her, just like Alexander and all the other men in the world. John must follow society’s rules or else he will find himself outcasted or, even, dead.

So, he kept all of his feelings to himself.

John and Alexander made it to the tent, Alexander excitedly telling his friends about Eliza. Laurens stood in the corner, smiling whenever he was obligated to and laughing when it was needed. As he watched, another fellow soldier came into the room, giving him a letter. He glanced over the recipient’s name and sighed.

It was his father.

He told his friends that he would be back, and walked out the tent to a lone tree that rested in the middle of the open field. He sat under the shade of the plant and began reading the letter.

Lieutenant Colonel John Laurens

Your mother and I have seldom received letters from you. It worries her that you do not update us on your predicament, although I understand why you cannot. I am on leave from my post, and your mother has special news for you.

We have found a suitable maiden for you to marry. Since you are unable to court due to your lack of caring, we have decided to find you one ourselves. She is an acceptable young woman, with interests in the arts and sciences. Your mother thought you would appreciate that.

Nevertheless, send me a letter back promptly so that we may arrange a meeting with her and her family.

Delegate of the Continental Congress

Henry Laurens

John tightened his grip on the paper, anger fuming from him. He marched back to the tent, his temper not lowering. Why did his father have to be such a-

“John? John are you alright?” Lafayette asked, looking over at his freckled-faced friend. John shook his head. Everything that happened today was getting to him, and this was the last straw.

“My father has arranged for me to meet a woman. He wants us to marry.” He growled, throwing the letter onto the ground. Mulligan stood up and grabbed the letter. He scanned it over quickly, then looked up.

“I’m sure he means well,” Mulligan said, trying to cheer up his friend. John shook his head, grabbing his coat off of Lafayette’s cot.

“When does he ever mean well?” John grumbled, fixing his outfit. Hamilton looked at him with concern, his smile finally gone from his face. John knew he was ruining the moment for his best friend, but he was just tired of everything not going his way.

First, the man John is in love with courts a woman he barely knows.

Then, his father comes up with this idiotic idea for him to marry someone he doesn’t even have the name of.

It’s going to be a long war.

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Enough - Jon Snow

Fic #17 of the Hamilton Prompts
Song: That Would Be Enough

How long have you known?” Jon asked, storming into your room, seemingly forgetting to knock. You turned away from the dresses you were folding to see him fuming a few feet away from you.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re pregnant. How long have you known?” Your heart skipped a beat as you searched Jon’s face for even a slight chance of happiness behind his anger.

“How-”

“How long?” he interrupted you again before you could ask him how he knew, when you hadn’t known for that long, either.

A month or so,” you said, dropping your head. Jon let out a frustrated sigh and ran a hand through his curly locks.

Y/N, you should have told me,” he said, whining almost. 

“How did you find out?”

“Sansa,” he said, sitting down at the bench at the edge of your bed. You carefully walked over to him, sitting down next to him. 

“How did she know?”

“She said she saw you leaving Maester Luwin’s, and said that you had been acting strange lately.” You sighed, and looked down at your hands. 

“That was all you needed to storm in here?” He looked at you with stressed filled eyes before tutting out the slightest laugh.

“No, I spoke to him myself.”

“Hmm, seems like that information should be private,” you said, folding your hands in your lap and focusing on them once more. 

“Not from the father.” You blew air out of your nose, and nodded softly. “I am the father, right?” he asked.

“Of course,” you said, touching his arm, giving him a worried look. He smiled at you softly, before looking away from you once more. You both stared at the fireplace on the other side of the room in silence for a minute.

You should have told me,” he said, breaking the tension before dropping his face into his hands. 

I’m not sorry.”

“Excuse me?” he asked. You stood up and ran your hands through your hair, too. 

“I’m not sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t think I would have to.”

“Why?” he asked, standing at your level. You rolled your eyes and put a hand on his chest, pushing him back softly. He was upset, but he was acting like you were one of his siblings he could just push around until he got what he wanted from them. You weren’t Arya, and you weren’t Robb. Jon couldn’t fight with you like he could them.

“I know you’re eager to fight, but please don’t act this way with me.” He sighed and backed up. 

“Why did you feel like you didn’t have to tell me?”

“Because you’re leaving. That night was just suppose to be that one, right before you left.”

“It was an amazing night.”

“You’re right, it was. But I wasn’t expecting to get pregnant. When I found out, I wasn’t expecting to tell you either. I know you’ve been planning on joining the Night’s Watch for a long time, and I didn’t want to ruin that.”

“You getting pregnant does not ruin anything,” he said, taking a step closer to you. You scoffed and walked away from him.

“The hell it doesn’t.”

“Y/N,” he said, grabbing you by the arms as he moved towards you. You looked up at him as he rubbed your arms softly, smiling at you. “I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing. But I’m not afraid. Would you relish being a bastard’s wife? Unable to provide for your life?”

I’d relish being your wife,” you said honestly, looking away from him. He smiled and tilted your head up slightly to kiss your forehead. When he looked at you he saw you were crying a little bit. 

“What?”

Look at where you are, and where you started. The fact that you are alive is a miracle. I don’t want you to ruin all of that because of me and this child.”

“My child.”

“Jon you deserve to go far away from the pains that this place holds for you, and I don’t want to be the one to keep you from doing that. Our child will understand in time, too, why you had to do it.”

“Y/N-”

“I can’t ask you to give up your life for me,” you said, shaking your head.

“I wouldn’t be. Let me be a part of this narrative. Let me be a part of my child’s life.”

If this child shares a fraction of your smile, or a fragment of your heart, that would be enough for me.” Jon shook his head and laughed in frustration. He cupped your cheeks in his face and looked you in the eye, making sure you were unable to look anywhere else.

Let me inside of your heart, Y/N. Let me show you that I’m not going anywhere, and I’m not going to leave you and my child alone. I think I deserve a chance to meet my child.”

“You do,” you said, touching his cheek.

“And not just on visits, or when he’s old enough to join the Night’s Watch.” You sighed as he leaned in to kiss your forehead again. “It will be okay. We can do this.”

“You won’t go?” you asked. He shook his head. “You don’t have to stay.”

“My child won’t be a bastard,” he said firmly. 

“I don’t want you to give up on your dreams.”

“The Night’s Watch isn’t as much of a dream as it is an escape. You’re the dream,” he said. You sighed and he pulled you in for a kiss on the lips. “Please don’t make me fight for this.”

I could be enough?” you asked.

“You’re more than enough. You’re everything, Y/N.” You smiled and he kissed your again quickly. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you said with a laugh. Even though you hadn’t been together for that long, you had always loved Jon, and knew that he was being honest. He leaned in to kiss you again, smiling wider than you had seen him in months.

04. how many strokes, baby boy?

JiHope (MXM)
Werewolf!AU (Alpha!Hoseok, Omega!Jimin).
This is literally just filthy sex, co-written by my bae caitlyn. <3
Warnings:  BDSM, daddy kink, choking, overstimulation, anal sex, spanking.

AO3 Link 

Hoseok groaned massaging his shoulders and let out a humorless laugh, isn’t it ironic that the physiotherapist would be the one that needed a massage? He was scrolling through his messages when he caught sight of Jimin’s name. The little brat had changed his display picture, he narrowed his eyes and clicked his profile picture. Hoseok eyes widened in shock as he read Jimin’s status, “Daddy, I need you…” Hoseok swallowed his pants feeling his pants immediately tightened as his mind went through the events of last night, specifically the scene of Jimin tied by his own belt against his headboard whimpering ‘Daddy’. Hoseok groaned, he knew that Jimin was teasing him and couldn’t resist teasing him back. He played out his rage well convincing Jimin that he would be facing his alpha’s rage when they met next and instructed to him that if he wanted to be forgiven, he was not allowed to touch himself.

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angel0sh  asked:

How would RFA + saeran + V react to MC suddenly being really cold to them and while crying secretly for a week before they discover that everyone ( including them ) forgot her birthday ? She doesn't tell them hoping they remember but they never do tell a bartender at their favorite bar tell get happy birthday. I LOVE your writing and I've been stalking you blog instead of sleeping ^^

I changed the original request up juuuust a little bit to make it more interesting and character fitting. I hope that is alright. Also, this one really inspired me for some reason so this shit right here is long. I hope you enjoy it :3

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Zen

♬ Zen is a very busy man

♬ especially once his filming career starts about a year and a half after you started dating

♬ shortly after your two year anniversary it’s time for your birthday to roll around

♬ you’re very excited for it

♬ last year you’d celebrated it together and while it hadn’t been a grant party, it had been amazing fun nevertheless

♬ Zen had gotten you a pretty necklace with a little Z hanging from it

♬ you cherished it a lot

♬ the sex had also been great

♬ like really great

♬ but moving on

♬ you were wondering what he had planned for this year

♬ you didn’t really expect much, no big gift or party, just a little attention and maybe a small gesture of love

♬ honestly, you would have been happy with roses or chocolates

♬ when nothing came, you felt hurt

♬ you understood that he was busy, but he was such an attentive guy

♬ why did he stop?

♬ what really ticked you off though was when he came home from shooting the next day

♬ he still hadn’t mentioned nor remembered your birthday

♬ but he told you that Echo Girl had apologized and invited him for drinks

♬ no intention but making up what she did to you

♬ you were fuming about it, but bit the anger down

♬ maybe he had a surprise planned? Maybe this was a trick to get you to your favourite bar?

♬ it wasn’t

♬ he actually went to get drinks with Echo Girl and you weren’t even invited

♬ after that you just kind of give him the cold shoulder

♬ it’s not like you want to be mean to him and hurt his feelings, but you can’t help yourself

♬ he really hurt yours

♬ being busy with filming it takes him a while to catch on, even with you spending basically 24/7 in the same general area (meaning the set and at home)

♬ about a week after your birthday he actually suggests going to your favourite bar

♬ despite still being a little man, you accept

♬ when you get there you’re greeted with a warm smile

♬ your usual bartender – Beak Seung Jo – is there again

♬ he even goes as far as to walk around the counter and pull you into a warm hug

♬ Zen is confused as to what is going on while you just return the hug, chuckling

♬ he wishes you a happy birthday and you can physically sense Zen freeze next to you

♬ Seung Jo meanwhile apologizes for being late with his congratulations and tells you that drinks are on the house

♬ the rest of the evening Zen is strangely silent and gloomy and you think to yourself that it suits him right for forgetting your birthday like that

♬ on the way home he tells you to go ahead, that he’ll catch up

♬ you’re confused but agree

♬ when he comes home about an hour later it’s with a huge bouquet of your favourite flowers, a box from Jaehee’s cafe which you know means it’s a cake

♬ and a delicious one at that, and a small silk box

♬ he kneels before you and hands you the flowers almost like a sacrifice

♬ you can’t help chuckling at his silly gesture, taking the flowers and smelling them happily

♬ while you enjoy your flowers he unpacks the cake, already ready with a huge I’m so sorry I forgot your birthday, Princess written on top of it

♬ he chose to go with one candle, one of those silly electronic ones that sing

♬ he actually sings along and it’s the first time that someone singing Happy Birthday isn’t awkward

♬ after that he hands you the small silk box

♬ it’s not a ring – he’s still preparing to pop the question to you – but a beautiful bracelet to match the necklace

♬ he admits to having ordered it weeks ago, but having completely forgotten about it

♬ you feel bad for ever having been mad at him in the first place

♬ Zen would never really forget about you or your birthday

♬ you kiss him then, cake and flowers forgotten

♬ the two of you can still eat that later on

♬ Zen carries you to the bed you share and you make love for hours

Yoosung

★ getting his eye surgery was a big deal

★ he’d waited very long for an appointment at the hospital

★ starting about a month before the surgery he took on especially many patients

★ he wanted to take care of everyone before having to close the clinic for a while

★ he just couldn’t work on delicate, sweet pets while healing up from his own surgery

★ it just wouldn’t be fair to the cute animals he vowed to protect and treat

★ you loved him for all the effort he put into his work

★ he was devoted to both his job and you, despite his young age

★ a weak before his surgery it was your birthday

★ the last four years those had been spent rather comfortably, mostly

★ that was just your style

★ he would wake you up to breakfast in bed – yes, he is one of those attentive men

★ then the two of you cuddled up on the couch, he’d worked through some files while you read

★ when it was time for lunch he’d taken you out for a picnic he’d prepared himself

★ after that you would have gone home to play some video games together

★ and for dinner he’d taken you to your favourite restaurant

★ you’d hoped that this year would be similar

★ you liked your birthday being laid back and between the two of you

★ however, none of these things happened this year

★ which honestly, you were fine with as well

★ the surgery was around the corner, Yoosung was very stressed and despite having matured a lot he was still very scared of it, understandably so

★ so you had an understanding for the fact that possible plans might fall flat

★ not even wishing you a Happy Birthday, however, wasn’t okay at all

★ you’d promised one another you’d always be attentive, even during stressful times

★ still, you didn’t want to overreact, so you told yourself to wait a day or two

★ a week and the surgery went by and he still didn’t seem to remember

★ that is something you couldn’t get over even with the situation you were in

★ you found yourself keeping Yoosung at arms length, focusing on work instead of him

★ he attempted to ask you what the problem was a couple of times, but you said it was fine

★ after another couple of days he asked you whether you wanted to go have dinner again

★ now that his eye was getting better you had a reason to celebrate, right?
it felt like a stab in the heart

★ there had been another reason to celebrate, but he’d forgotten!

★ still, you agree of course

★ he’d risked his life and gone half blind for you

★ the least you could do was celebrate him regaining his eye-sight

★ so you make your way to your favourite restaurant

★ a small cozy place that specialized in noodles and you know the owners of

★ a young, nice man called Bong Joon-gu and his wife, Chris

★ in fact, the second you step in he asks Yoosung about his eye before turning to you

★ he clasps your hands and shook them, wishing you a very happy and sadly belated birthday

★ Chris joins in soon after, hugging you and promising that today the food is on the house

★ meanwhile Yoosung facepalms himself next to you

★ ah, so he finally recalls that he forgot your birthday

★ Good

★ the two of you take your seats and the second Joon-gu disappears into the kitchen and Chris goes to tend to another guest he turns to you

★ Yoosung actually looks like he might start crying any second now

★ you want to laugh but keep on a stern face, crossing your arms over your chest

★ pay back was only fair, let him simmer a little

★ …man, you really should stop hanging out with Seven

★ his sadism was obviously affecting you somehow

★ Yoosung apologizes about a million times in the matter of the hour and the half you spend there

★ he also promises to make it up to you

★ which he does come the next day

★ when he brings you your breakfast in bed next morning he’s dressed like a butler

★ you chuckle and ask him what the deal is

★ he tells you that he is your loyal servant for the day, answering to your every wish

★ well if that is so…

★ after breakfast you go shopping, letting him carry the bags

★ you let him pay for ice cream and then for the fair you go to

★ the last attraction you go on is the ferris wheel

★ it is night now and the stars are beautiful once you reach the top

★ you thank him for your wonderful birthday, even if it was late

★ then you share a tender kiss with the start and moon shining above you

Jaehee

♨ Jaehee is not the type of person to forget anything, let alone a birthday

♨ she has a calender just for birthday’s

♨ yours is marked especially fat just in case

♨ you find that extremely adorable

♨ and it works too!

♨ since you’ve gotten to know each other five years ago she never once forgot your birthday

♨ before you started dating officially you usually spent them on the coach, watching Zen’s plays and stuffing yourself with popcorn

♨ her birthday you planned her an entire ‘girly day’ since she’d never had one of those

♨ you got a manicure, went shopping, got your make-up done and even went for a bubble tea after

♨ so, it was safe to say that you spend your birthday’s together

♨ especially once you finally did get together and there were new components to add

♨ suddenly you could cuddle and kiss

♨ make out on the couch and then move the private party to the bedroom

♨ despite living and working together there wasn’t much time for intimacy for the two of you, so you cherished every moment you could get

♨ you knew that your birthday meant funday so you were especially excited for it

♨ it had been a while

♨ the café was very successful and kept both of you busy

♨ too busy to indulge in some adult activities you wanted more of

♨ Jaehee also always got you the sweetest and most considerate gifts

♨ like she’d legit a gift pro

♨ they aren’t anything over the top or overly expensive but always sweet, thoughtful and sentimental

♨ this year, however, there was an issue in the bakery

♨ about two weeks before your birthday a huge order came in

♨ someone was planning a big celebration and they needed a bunch of cakes and pies

♨ as you’ve already established, you suck at baking

♨ meaning that Jaehee is on her own with that order

♨ you try to take some of the work load of her shoulder by managing the café on your own for the time being while she was mostly in the back preparing all the cakes and pies for the order

♨ the celebration came and went and so did your birthday

♨ completely unnoticed by Jaehee

♨ while you understood it still kind of hurt and so you found yourself acting somewhat cold and distant

♨ Jahee didn’t like that at all, heart sinking at the reminder of her time working under Jumin

♨ she thinks long and hard about what might have caused it, but doesn’t figure it out until a day later

♨ one of your regulars – Oh Ha Ni – comes into the café with a small cake in her hands

♨ Jaehee is confused, since she usually buys her cakes at your café

♨ however she gets her answer soon as the young woman bends over the counter to ask Jaehee in a whisper where you are

♨ she explains that she’d been so busy the last week, she hadn’t been able to come and congratulate you on your birthday

♨ it was like a slap to the face for Jaehee

♨ someone you barely had any relationship to remembered your birthday and she didn’t

♨ she told Ha Ni where you were and watched her go to the back to give you your cake and hug you

♨ that night Jaehee asked you to go home alone, telling you that she had business to take care of

♨ you were disappointed, since you knew that she now knew that she’d forgotten your birthday

♨ you really wanted to know how she felt, but Jaehee was still shy of expressing herself

♨ what exactly she’d spent the night with you found out the next morning

♨ as you walk into the café the next morning without Jaehee having returned home for the night you worry

♨ you look for her only to find her in the bag

♨ in front of her a huge, white wedding cake

♨ you greet her and she smiles at you tiredly

♨ she wishes you a happy birthday, putting a small candle on top of the huge cake

♨ you’re perplexed, this is obviously a wedding cake

♨ your questions are soon answered when she pulls out a box with two golden rings inside

♨ both of you know that you can’t get married legally, but the rings are a promise nevertheless

♨ you cry for a long time after slipping the rings onto each others fingers

♨ hen the two of you feed each other the cake

Jumin

♛ he loves to throw you the biggest parties

♛ everyone from the RFA is invited as well as many of Jumin’s business partners and your friends and family

♛ he mostly throws those huge parties to parade you around

♛ he is very proud of you and wants everyone to know that

that and the fact that you are his, of course

♛ he’ll shower you in presents, everything from sweet and small to huge and extravagant

♛ you are his world and he wants to make sure you have everything you could possibly wish for

♛ the best part of your birthday happens after the party, though

♛ sometimes you’ll sit down with a glass of wine each and talk until late at night

♛ other times you’d cuddle up on the coach before the warm fire and just enjoy each other’s embrace

♛ usually it ended with the two of you having passionate sex for a long time after

♛ in short; your birthday is the best day in the entire year

♛ or at least it was until this birthday

♛ two days before the actual date Jumin tells you he has a business trip to attend to

♛ you ask him whether he really has to go, to which he merely replies with of course

♛ at first you think that he might be planning a surprise party, but that doesn’t turn out to be the case

♛ even the RFA chat seems somewhat deserted

♛ and no one even congratulates you, not even Jumin himself

♛ on top of that he’s on a business trip and you’re not even by his side

♛ in breaks your heart and you cry yourself to sleep that night

♛ the next morning he calls and you answer excitedly

♛ secretly you were hoping that he remembered after all

♛ instead he announces that the business trip will take a couple of days longer, then he has to hang up

♛ the following two nights you cry again, unbeknownst to anyone but the cat

♛ or at least you thought so

♛ as it turns out one of the maids did hear you sob, and she actually asks to call Mr. Han about it

♛ he’s irritated at first – how dare lowly staff interrupt this important meeting – until she explains to him why she called in the first place

♛ she also tells him that no one should be alone on their birthday like you were

♛ then she hangs up, leaving a baffled and shocked Jumin behind

♛ oh God, he’d actually forgotten the most important thing on his to do list

♛ he instantly cut the meeting short and booked the first flight back home

♛ when he entered the apartment he could actually hear your sobs for himself and it tore him apart

♛ he quietly makes his way to the bedroom where he goes on his knees beside the bed to gently brush through your hair

♛ that gets your attention and you look up with swollen, watery eyes

♛ you’re just glad he’s back home, throwing your arms around his neck

♛ he holds you close, expression still pained

♛ his ignorance had cause you misery and he needed to make that up to you

♛ the next day he announces a one week vacation, something shocking even his father and you

♛ he uses that vacation to devote every second of every day to you

♛ you spend your days at the beach on some private island you can’t recall the of

♛ when you return home you both have a nice tan and an even closer and more devoted relationship

Saeyoung/Seven

☼ Seven is the kind of guy to show you affection in seemingly minimal ways

☼ he won’t go and plan a huge party or anything

☼ but he’ll always make you a gift for your birthday

☼ every single one of them

☼ and those gifts aren’t just little bird houses type of gifts

☼ they are miniature robots for you to play with kind of gifts

☼ one year he actually programmed an entire game for you to play

☼ that way you wouldn’t get bored when he was busy working

☼ you liked it best that way

☼ after all the excitement the two of you went through, you both need the calm

☼ especially since you still have work to care for, the RFA party’s to plan and Saeran to keep an eye on

☼ when your birthday came around you were already looking forward to it

☼ Seven’s gifts were unbeatable and you were excited to see what he’d come up with this time

☼ you still cherished the cat, constantly played his game and loved to go out with the dog he’d made you

☼ but shortly before your birthday Seven began locking himself away in his room with work

☼ he couldn’t even tell you what he was working on

☼ top secret stuff, apparently

☼ you didn’t bug him about it

☼ you knew how his work could get sometimes, so you let him take care of it

☼ however when he didn’t even come out for your birthday, not even to congratulate you, you felt hurt

☼ it wasn’t even that you didn’t get a gift

☼ it wasn’t about that

☼ you just wanted some warmth and love

☼ days passed and Seven didn’t even acknowledge having missed it

☼ so he’d forgotten!

☼ you were pretty angry and most of your conversations were distant and cut short

☼ he eventually asked you what the problem was but you just told him that he was clever enough to figure it out on his own

☼ especially considering he could recite whole wikipedia pages about cars to you

☼ after that you’d kind of stormed out for a quick walk to cool yourself down

☼ maybe you were overreacting, but you couldn’t help yourself

☼ Saeran who’d been sitting at the kitchen table beside the two of you just snorted

☼ “I can’t believe you forgot her birthday like that. Moron.”

☼ Seven froze

☼ FUUUUUUUU

☼ after that he disappeared in his room for another couple of days and you started feeling homicidal

☼ Saeran had actually suggested getting you a pickaxe to get through the door

☼ you’d politely declined, no matter how tempting the offer

☼ when he finally came out, it was with your phone in hand

☼ when he handed it to you there was an App opened you’d never seen before

☼ “It’s a special game. I managed to copy some of my conscience into digital format and built it into the game. Whenever I’m being an idiot or not attentive enough you can open the game and talk to me there. It’s just like the RFA chat, only with me and the others paying more attention to you.”

☼ he chuckled nervously as you stared down at the app, pressing through the different options

☼ it was such a cute idea and you couldn’t imagine how much effort he must have put into it

☼ you smile down at your phone, a message popping up

☼ it was 707 asking you whether you’d eaten yet

☼ you laugh

☼ “Oh yeah, I programmed it to ask you that at least three times a day, just to make sure!”

Saeran

☀ he isn’t really the celebration type of guy

☀ not even when you eventually get together

☀ he even hates celebrating his own birthday

☀ most because he feels it isn’t just ‘his day’ and therefor nothing special

☀ there is also this huge insecurity and lack of self worth issues Rika cause

☀ so really, any group of people making too much attention to him make him uncomfortable

☀ that isn’t to say that you didn’t try to celebrate his birthday

☀ but when you first tried to give him a cake he denied it

☀ flat out said he didn’t want it

☀ so when your birthday came around you really didn’t expect anything

☀ honestly Saeran didn’t really have anything planned either

☀ until Saeyoung told everyone else in the chat and Saeran got an earful

☀ especially Zen seemed rather angry about his lack of interest

☀ he insisted that one must never miss an opportunity to woo a lady

☀ which of course confused Saeran, because you were already his girlfriend, why woo you now?

☀ Zen also had a heart attack, having to be held back to choke the ungrateful little fuck

☀ despite never actually punching Saeren like Zen wanted to, the younger man got the message

☀ birthdays were important to girls

☀ from that moment on he at least tried

☀ they were mostly spent doing mundane things he usually refused to do

☀ you went eating ice cream

☀ once he took you on a romantic walk

☀ and another time he actually agreed to go to a karaoke bar with you

☀ altogether you’d grown to love your simplistic birthday parties over the years

☀ this year you were actually looking forward to it

☀ until the day actually came and he didn’t even mention it

☀ it wasn’t the first time, sometimes he remembered later on in the day and made up for it

☀ this time that didn’t happen, however

☀ the day came and went and just like that

☀ even the rest of the RFA didn’t congratulate you or forced Saeran to act like a proper boyfriend

☀ you felt cold and ignored, especially considering that you didn’t expect much to begin with

☀ that night you rolled together in bed, making yourself small and biting back on tears

☀ Saeran didn’t seem to notice, didn’t even react

☀ until about four days later you heard a whisper in the night

☀ “Did I do something wrong?”

☀ you’re surprised he would ask

☀ “You usually always hold me when we sleep.”

☀ you take a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment

☀ “I thought you didn’t like it when I touch you.”

☀ he’s silent for a minute, you almost think he fell back asleep

☀ “I miss it now.”

☀ silence again, you don’t dare turn around

☀ “What can I do to make it better?”

☀ “You could not forget my birthday, for a start.”

☀ since you didn’t turn around you cant see him, but you feel a shift beside you

☀ the rest of the night is spent in restless sleep

☀ when you wake up the next morning Saeran isn’t lying beside you

☀ after last night nothing really surprises you

☀ when you get to the kitchen a beautiful breakfast is waiting along with a note

☀ it has a puzzle on it

☀ it doesn’t take you long to solve it while you eat breakfast

☀ it’s coordinates that lead you to your next destination

☀ it turns out to be the ice cream stand you usually go to

☀ when you arrive there the person behind the counter is already expecting you

☀ he hand you a huge sundae with all your favourite flavours, whipped cream and little heart sprinkles

☀ the idea that Saeran actually had to ask the man to put little hearts on the ice makes you smile

☀ there is also another note waiting for you

☀ this time you find yourself walking through the streets for most of it

☀ the GPS of your phone leads you to the bridge you’d first kissed on

☀ the one with the many lockets of lovers attached to it

☀ there is a paper sign attached to the bridge

☀ it points to a specific locket

☀ when you look at it it has both your and his name on it, written neatly inside a heart

☀ you smile at the locked

☀ attached to the sign is the next clue as well as the keys to the locket

☀ as tradition says, you toss them into the water

☀ the next and final step leads you to the karaoke bar he hates going to

☀ you find Saeran standing there, nervously staring at the stage

☀ when you approach him he is surprised to see you

☀ you were quicker than he anticipated

☀ he tells you he was just getting ready to go upstairs…wanted to a sing a song for you

☀ you smile and shake your head, tell him he doesn’t have to

☀ you know he’d suffer through it

☀ he visibly relaxed

☀ he looks to the floor, shyly reaching for your hand to hold it in his

☀ he steals a quick kiss and whispers his birthday wishes into your ear

☀ when you get home that night you hold him again and he practically preens

☀ shortly before you fall asleep he whispers that the song he’s chosen was Memories, my Shawn Mendes

☀ because he cherishes all the memories he made with you

Jihyun/V

📷 V is a very attentive boyfriend

📷 especially after all the abuse he suffered through V

📷 he seeks your attention and love, craves it really

📷 he also does anything and everything in his power to make you happy, fulfill all your wishes

📷 especially on your birthdays

📷 anniversaries are super important to him

📷 so are any holidays, really

📷 but especially birthdays

📷 because it just means that the person had survived another year, not matter how hard it might have been

📷 the two of you had some horribly hard years behind you, so he was double eager to celebrate

📷 he would always take you to the fanciest of days and a day later invite everyone from the RFA

📷 you’d have a private little party, eating sweets and talking about your lives

📷 sometimes you’d even play board games

📷 for bonding, V’d said

📷 usually it ended up with Zen throwing the board game at Jumin after one too many insults

📷 frankly, you found it rather funny

📷 you looked forward to it every year

📷 until the year that you got a phone call stating that Rika had fled the asylum you’d put her in

📷 they assumed she was back on her way to Korea

📷 suddenly the RFA was in an uproar and Rika was everything all of you could think about

📷 security had to be tightened again, as she was once more a threat

📷 Saeran suffered a meltdown and Seven was ready to kill her for it

📷 Rika eventually showed up at your apartment, surprised to find you there

📷 she attempted to attack you, but V managed to stop her before she could harm you

📷 he got her to a hospital and stayed with her

📷 on your birthday a day later he still hadn’t returned, hadn’t called

📷 you felt sad and replaced

📷 there was always that small voice in the back of your head that told you he still loved her more than you

📷 this seemed like proof

📷 when he finally came home the day after he was tired and exhausted

📷 he still constantly returned to the hospital to check on her

📷 despite your wishes not to

📷 many lonely nights were spent crying

📷 eventually Rika was shipped back to Alaska and V returned home for good

📷 there was still tension between the two of you though

📷 mainly because you could barely stand being in the same room with him, doubt crippling you

📷 a couple of days later he came to you, tears in his eyes and voice shaking

📷 he could not stand the idea of being abandoned by you, of losing you

📷 he wanted to know what he’d done wrong, that he’d do better

📷 in that moment you realized that V had given everything for you and a birthday didn’t compare to a life long of love he was willing to share

📷 you hugged him then, both of you crying out your frustrations

📷 when you tell him about your fears of being replaced by Rika, he cannot understand

📷 he tells you that he spent the entire time talking about you

📷 asking for her blessing

📷 telling her to move on like he did

📷 he tells you that she could not compare to you

📷 that you were the light of his life now, his lover, his muse

📷 for the first time since you got together you fully and wholeheartedly believed him

|| REQUEST ARE (ALWAYS) OPEN!! ||


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Out Of Hand

Type: Smut

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Plot: Yoongi never knew how to control his temper in a fight. When he finally felt the last piece of string snap in his heart, his anger flooded him with such a strong desire to lash out that he knew he couldn’t prevent it. He was afraid of hurting his, in his eyes, fragile lover, so he instead transfuses it into one of a carnal sexual desire.

Originally posted by mvssmedia

This was a somewhat request, more of a thank you to @anastaisiaramirez

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Roommates

Title: Roommates

Genre: smut

Characters: Yoongi x Reader

Length: 2715 words

A/N: So sorry this took me so long to get out. TBH it’s been sitting in my WIP folder for months now.

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“Shhh” you giggled as the guy you were sneaking into your apartment pushed you too harshly against the door, causing it to slam open. “My roommate’s asleep.”

He hummed into your neck as he continued leaving deep, sloppy kisses on your skin, his hands already reaching back to unhook your bra and failing. You giggled once more, the alcohol in your system relieving you of any inhibitions and let him fling your shirt off. You reached past him to throw the door close, too lost in his touch to register your noise level. You walked backwards into the room a few steps before he pulled you into him, kissing you hungrily as you quickly rid him of his shirt.

You pulled away from him and smiled as you saw his eyes rake over your exposed skin and giggled when you saw the way his tongue flicked over his lips. You flashed him a smile before turning around and letting your skirt fall to the ground. Your skin was hot where you felt his eyes on you as you walked towards your room, disappearing from view for a moment before he came after you. You felt him press against your back, his mouth returning to your neck as you let out a hoarse moan. Yoongi would definitely yell at you about this tomorrow, but for now all you could think about were the hands trailing down your body.
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Tear (Loki Laufeyson )

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson/Reader
Words: 1000+
Warning(s): Abuse, Abuse mention
A/N: heya! i hope this turned out how you wanted~ also i just love this gif of Loki. Im glad to write for marvel.
Request: how about a loki/reader where she is getting abused and thinks she deserves it and loki comforts her?


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Happier

Kind of inspired by Ed Sheeran’s “Happier” | gif credit

requested? nope, it’s been sitting in my drafts for quite some time now

pairing: Sirius x reader

Summary: Sirius’ girlfriend seems to be happier without him.

warnings: none

words: over 1.2k

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“Thank you so much for your notes, you saved my life, Rem!” the girl said overdramatically, her genuine smile making Remus smile as well. 

“Not a problem, really,” he put his notebook inside his bag, before looking at Y/N, “so, how are you doing?”

“Good, passed all my exams, but I’m so busy with studying, thou-”

      Remus stopped her mid-sentence, “you know I’m not talking about school, Y/N/N,” his look was full of sympathy. Her smile faded for a second, her eyes focusing on her shoes, as images of her and Sirius suddenly started running through her mind, before she coughed lightly.

“Uh-you, um, do you remember that guy from my Potions class? That blond Ravenclaw?” she started uneasily, looking up at him with her cheeks slightly tinted with pink.

“Yeah, his name was Thomas, right?” he furrowed his eyebrows, stuffing his hands inside the pockets of his pants, rocking lightly on his feet. The girl nodded shyly, before scratching her neck nervously, “he asked me out last Monday.”

      Remus was taken aback, his lips slightly parted. He wasn’t expecting such an answer. It’s not like he didn’t want her to be happy but he did want her and Sirius to get back together. You see, the couple broke up a good month or so ago, and with the pain that Sirius’ words brought, it didn’t seem like Y/N would ever want him back. 

      While the marauders were busy helping Sirius, Remus often stole glances at the poor girl. She was spending a lot of time alone, pushing her girl friends away. He was happy when he noticed her slowly getting better, which you couldn’t say about Sirius who was still beating himself up. 

      Although Remus wasn’t very happy when he saw other boys taking their interest in her, mostly because he knew how bad Sirius was handling the break up, that he actually well deserved, and he knew these two were made for each other, he did want her to be happy and if it meant moving on, he was going to support her.

“Oh-wow, that’s great!”

“-and I said yes, Rem,” she added anxiously, he could notice how her hands were shaking. She was waiting for him to say something, not entirely sure what exactly. She wasn’t even sure why she was telling him this. Was it because she wanted someone to be happy for her? Or maybe because she hoped he would tell Sirius?

“Well, I’m glad you did, you deserve to be happy and if that’s what makes you happy, then go for it, “ he gave her a warm smile, her own lips turning into one, as she launched forward and hugged the much taller boy around his waist, her face pressed against his chest. After a second or two she felt his arms wrap around her form, returning the hug. 

      She considered Remus as one of her best friend, she had a great bound with him and missed his pressence due to the unfortunate events between her and Sirius, but she preferred to keep her distance from the group, though she could honestly call them all her closest friends, which only increased the pain after the break up as she felt like she not only lost her boyfriend, but also her friends.

“Thank you,” she looked up at him when she pulled back, “I gotta go now, I’ll see you around later, yeah?” she asked happily while already slowly walking away, books clutched to her chest.

“Sure thing!” He waved before turning around and going to his dormitory, where the rest of the boys were hanging out. 

      A few days later, the marauders were done with their classes for the day and decided to spend it outdoors, due to the amazing weather. Remus was sitting on a bench with Peter next to him, while James and Sirius were standing in front of them.

      Sirius hasn’t noticed a very angry looking Y/N storming his way, as he was too busy laughing with James and Peter about how he pranked a certain Ravenclaw boy, making his head much, much bigger. The reason behind all of this was, obviously, the fact that he saw Thomas hug you from behind and then kiss your cheek quickly, which made Sirius’ heart hurt. What wasn’t helping was how happy you looked with him, when it should be Sirius making you feel this way.

      Remus quickly kicked Sirius just below his knee and nodded his heads towards you, making the black haired boy turn around, his wide grin quickly fading. 

 “Would you mind explaining to me what happened to Thomas this morning?” she greeted through her teeth, glaring at the boy.

      He tried to look innocent, his eyebrows raised and a confused look visible on his face, though he gulped nervously, knowing she knew him better than anyone else. “What do you mean?”

“You’re such an asshole, Sirius!” she spat, fuming with anger. She didn’t really care whether she was making a scene or not, not really bothered by the marauders now standing quietly behind Sirius. “I can’t believe you!” She felt tears appear in the corner of her eyes, but holding it all together, not wanting to cry in front of him. Not again. Not because of him.

“I mean, this guys deser-”

“Do you always have to ruin everything?!” She yelled suddenly, her small form not being adequate to her voice. Hot and angry tears fell down her cheeks, not being held back anymore, and she quickly wiped them with the end of her sleeve.

“Y/N, listen-” he tried to reason with her, maybe show her how Thomas wasn’t good enough for her, tell her how he loved her, how he missed her, and how he needed her back in his life. He took a step towards her, arms open but she took a step back raising her hands up to keep him at distance. 

“Don’t. Just, please, leave me and people who I am close with alone. You said you never needed me in your life, right? And now I finally feel like I am the one who doesn’t need the other anymore. So, please, let me move on since you never even loved me and let me be happy,” her lips were trembling with every word that came out of her mind, more tears falling down her cheeks. Damn, she wasn’t expecting this to hurt so much.

        The four boys didn’t know what to say to make things better. Sirius was desperately trying to find something to say, to make you stay and listen to him. But he couldn’t.

“Hey, maybe-,” James started, taking a step forward, nbow standing between Sirius and Y/N.

“No, I’m done, James,” her voice was back to being normal, “I’m sorry, guys.” She looked at three boys, making sure not to give Sirius even a glance, “I hope you can understand me.”

         She smiled sadly before she weakly waved at them and turned on her heel to get back to the castle, wanting to get away from the terrible pain as quickly as possible.

         When the girl wasn’t in sight anymore, Sirius let out a long list of frustrated curses.

“So, are you gonna let her go now?” James brought up the question each boy was thinking about.

         But Sirius didn’t know what he was going to do, yet. Seeing her so broken after what he’s done to that stupid boy he wanted to let her be happy, but the feeling in his heart told him that he still wanted to fix things between them.

We Don’t Talk Anymore | 2

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

Word Count: 2.419

A/N: well I actually did finish it tonight, what a surprise! I don’t know what to think of this tbh meh, let me know your thoughts :)

also I did not proof read again, so there’s a high possibility that my tired brain did make some horrible mistakes in this and I already want to apologize for that

 WDTA 1


Her dress was hugging every single one of her curves like his hands used to do. Gently caressing her soft skin, like he used to do. The light illuminating her skin softly, giving it a golden glow, making her eyes sprinkle while her smile seemed to be able to cure illnesses. Her hair slowly swaying from side to side while she laughed at Hoseok’s jokes, placing one of her perfectly small hands on his shoulder for support, the way she used to do it to him.

Jungkook couldn’t tear his gaze from your figure, no matter how hard he tried. You looked like an angel descended from heaven. Nothing compared to you. He had bought you that dress as a Valentine’s gift, knowing that it wouldn’t stay long on your body while he was around and therefor giving himself a nice present as well. Seeing you was already hard enough but this whole situation made it ten times worse. What was he saying, a million times worse and more.

Memories of that exact night came flooding back into his mind, heart aching and tears filling up his eyes, about to spill. 

“You look really beautiful tonight (Y/N)”, he complimented you, looking for the same pain in your eyes that he was feeling.

“You really do (Y/N)! I really love your dress, where did you get it from?”, his girlfriend asked you. Her voice made Jungkook’s insides twist in regret, realizing how painful it might have been for you to sit right across from them.

Instead he saw you smiling back at her. “Thank you! Sadly, I don’t remember where I got this from… I think it might have been a gift or something”, you smiled apologetically and she shrugged before turning her attention back to Taehyung who was sitting on her other side. 

Nobody else seemed to notice that your hands were slightly shaking while brushing down your dress and when you spoke; you seemed to be a little out of breath, as if your nerves were taking up all your energy. 

Nobody, except for Jungkook. 

He noticed every small detail. He knew you like the back of his hand and seeing you like this, trying to hide your feelings, trying to stay strong while your eyes were already turning watery, he wanted to do nothing more than to hold you in his arms and tell you that everything’s going to be fine. 

That he would be there for you. Kissing those tears away while rubbing small circles into your skin, telling you how beautiful you were. He’d promise you as many times before that he would never leave you.

Wasn’t it ironical that he wanted to comfort you and tell you these things when he already did leave you? He already broke your heart, he was the reason behind those tears and he knew. Because he was feeling the same.

A tear silently rolled down his cheek before he could stop it and his hand was quick to wipe it off.


“Who is she Jungkook?”, your voice cut slices into his skin. Never had he seen you this angry.

“She’s just a friend from uni (Y/N), relax”, he tried to play it down, letting himself fall onto your couch and grabbing the remote to turn on the Sports News.

As he leaned back, you ripped the remote out of his hands, throwing it against the wall, making him flinch at the sound.

“Who. Is. She?”, one of your hands was holding onto your phone for dear life while the other one was being clenched into a fist, slowly turning white. Jungkook saw the anger burning inside of you and even though you were fuming, he still thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. His breath got caught in his throat as he looked up at you, getting lost in your eyes before your voice broke him out of his trance.

He shook his head a little and stood up, walking past you and rolling his eyes. “I told, she’s just a friend, no need to get jealous babe.”

“Don’t fucking ‘babe’ me Jungkook! What is this huh?”, you stopped him on his shirt, making him face your phone. There was a picture of two figures, one being held up against a wall by the other, while their tongues swirled around each other. His hands on her butt, her hands in his hair. Even though he recognized that scene on the screen, he shook his head again and shrugged. “Looks like some nasty college kids making out in the backyard of some house, how the hell am I supposed to know?”

He tried to free himself from your grip but you were holding his shirt so tight, he was scared it might rip if he broke apart violently. So instead, Jungkook stayed in place, eyes looking anywhere but at your face, heart beating painfully in his chest and blood pulsing in his ears.

“Look at me”, you whispered, voice already shaking as you knew him too well. Jungkook knew that you had figured out he was lying. Yet, he tried his best to seem convincing. He really didn’t want to hurt you. His love for you was stronger than anything he had ever felt. He didn’t want to cause you pain. Not for any costs.

Your finger softly turned his face to yours and he looked at your broken expression. “Look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t you making out with another girl. Look me in the eye and promise me that you didn’t do anything with her while you were at the exact same party yesterday.”

His gaze locked with yours and all his insides dropped. He wanted to lie. He wanted to tell you that he’d never do something like that to you, that you were his one and only. That all he ever had in mind was you and only you. Which was true. But in that one second, he allowed someone else into his mind and it all escalated. Escalated so bad, he’d never thought was possible.

“I-”, he started but his voice broke and he had to restart. Your big, dull eyes, filled with tears, hands shaking and clinging onto him as if her life depended on him, made lying so hard. His heart and mind battling each other between telling her the truth and hoping for the best, just kissing her and holding her, comforting her. Making her believe that he was the one she was looking for. the one that would never hurt her, never do something like that to her. 

“I- that’s-”, he stuttered and your eyes closed in resignation, small tears escaping your eyes and rolling down your cheeks. His hand automatically shot up to wipe them away but it got slapped away by your own as you turned around, facing away from him. “I swear, I didn’t mean to (Y/N). I- I could never hurt you like this!”

Jungkook noticed how desperate he sounded, how dumb and idiotic. But it was the truth. He never wanted this to happen. Never in a million years.

“Don’t pull that shit on me Jungkook! Don’t you dare pull that ‘I didn’t mean to’ crap!”, your voice had turned into screams, streams of tears covering your yet so beautiful voice, shattering Jungkook’s heart into tiny pieces. He reached out for you but you stepped back, giving his heart another crack.

“(Y/N)…”, he whispered but you cut him off. 

“Pack your stuff. Now. And get out of my apartment. I don’t want to see you ever again, you understand that? Never again!”


Your screams and sobs still echoed through his head. The same way your laugh and giggles wouldn’t leave his mind. Every beautiful and every painful sound that ever left your mouth was burned into his memory. Every moment he had spent with you, every smile, every playful smack, every hug, every touch. Every stupid joke. Every silly comment. 

Everything.

There wasn’t a night where he didn’t miss your touch, your smell, your soft hums. He had gotten used to your body laying beside his at night that he barely slept now. He missed you like lungs missed the air. He missed you like fish missed the water. He missed you like the birds missed the sky. He missed you like the sun missed the moon. It was unbearable and yet he was the one who caused it.  

Now you were standing beside him, applauding to one of the manager’s speeches while waiting for this dinner to be over. Jimin was standing on your other side, making Jungkook fume with anger and jealousy. He was supposed to be the one being there for you. He was supposed to be the one being to hold you whenever, kiss you whenever and erupt into little giggles with you together. 

As everybody started heading back to their seats, Jungkook took the opportunity and stopped you by gently grabbing your wrist. Electricity ran through both of your bodies, your eyes widening in disbelief as Jungkook smiled slightly. 

He turned to Jimin. “Hey man, can I borrow her for a minute?”, Jungkook knew that if he asked Jimin, his hyung would say yes and you wouldn’t have an excuse to say no to him.

As predicted, Jimin smiled and nodded before heading back to his seat, leaving the two of you alone. You looked lost and Jungkook’s instincts to protect you from anything bad became more prominent. He swallowed hard, reminding himself that it wasn’t in his rights to feel like this any longer.

“Let’s go somewhere more quiet, I need to talk to you”, he said before turning into the direction of the balcony, looking back once to make sure you were following him.

Stepping outside, he held the door open for you and a mild breeze hit your naked skin, making goosebumps appear. Jungkook noticed that you were feeling uncomfortable in his presence and he lowered his head in sadness. If anyone would have told him a year beforehand that you two would end like this - not that anyone knew about the two of you to be able to tell him - he would have laughed at him and declared him for mad. 

“So, what did you want to talk about?”, you asked casually, avoiding his gaze and looking up at the stars instead. He smiled a little at your behavior, knowing that you were only doing that because you were too nervous (and hurt) to face him directly. 

“I’m sorry”, Jungkook apologized suddenly, making your head snap at him, eyes wide in surprise. Quickly, you caught yourself and looked back into the restaurant, making sure that nobody was looking for the two of you.

“For what?”, you raised one eyebrow at him, questioning his apology. Anyone could apologize but not everybody knew what they were apologizing for.

“For promising you that I would be the man that you needed. For promising you that I’d never ever hurt you. For promising that I would never leave you, no matter how hard times would get. For promising you a future together. For promising everything we both wanted and needed and yet standing here, having broken every single one of those promises”, a lump started to rise in Jungkook’s throat so he quickly swallowed and continued.

“I’m sorry for glorifying your simple being, loving everything you do or didn’t do. For falling so hard for you that everything else just didn’t matter anymore. For making you fall so hard for me that you were blind to anything that didn’t involve me. For causing you so much pain that breathing alone was one of the hardest tasks you had to go through in your entire life. I’m sorry for every single tear you shed because of me, every single scream you led out because of me. For every broken vase, every deleted picture and every deleted song. I’m sorry for every time you had to run to the bathroom in the middle of the night, throwing up into the toilet because you thought that this pain was about to eat you out alive, burning you from the inside and taking all the air from your lungs.”

Your eyes had started to well up with tears, bottom lip stuck between your teeth, trying to hold your composure. When Jungkook looked at you, you breathed out, shaking your head.

“How do you know all this?”, your voice was barely whisper but Jungkook would have heard you anywhere.

“Because I felt the same.”

“Why now?”, you choked out before tears wet your puffy face.

“Because I see you with him (Y/N). I see how you’re trying to forget about me, about us. I see how every time he touches you, you flinch but act as if nothing happened. I see how when you open up, you cling onto him as if you were scared he might leave you as well. I see the dark circles around your eyes, no matter how hard you try to cover them up. You don’t sleep at night because you can’t let his warmth lull you in like mine did. You can’t move on even though I know you want to”, Jungkook’s voice started shaking at the thought of what’s going to come. He closed his eyes, ignoring the stinging feeling in his chest and the burning in his lungs that were telling him that this was not right. 

“That’s why I’m telling you this”, he breathed out, looking at you sincerely. “So you can find closure and move on. Be happy with him. Let him love you like I did and love him like you loved me. He’s the one you need, the one you want. He will be your happiness.”

“Jungkook…”, you choked out in between tears but he shook his head and smiled at you, tears now also streaming down his face. 

“Shh it’s okay. You deserve him”, was all he could muster to say before reaching out for the door handle, ready to go back inside.

“What about you?”, you asked heartbroken, grabbing his arm and holding onto it.

“I’ll be fine”, was all he said, before placing a soft kiss onto your forehead, lips lingering on your skin a little bit longer before opening the door and going back to the table as if nothing had happened.

Because for him, nothing would change. 

Except for seeing you being finally happy with his best friend.

©jiminelli