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“i’m going to leave and pretend i didn’t see anything.”

“This is such a bad idea,” Aaron murmured, arms slung around Robert’s neck as his husband kissed the underside of his jaw, grazing his teeth against the exposed skin of Aaron’s neck, pressing wet kisses to his collarbone. It had taken Robert all of ten seconds to yank Aaron’s tie off, unbuttoning his dress shirt so he could get at Aaron’s neck.

They were at Home Farm.

The new family that had moved in after the Whites left, Lachlan with blood on his hands, and Lawrence six feet under, had been determined to make the big house a part of the village again, and so they’d organised a big party for all the villagers, for the local business owners.

Robert had been delighted. Mr Gladstone, or Alfie, as he cheerfully encouraged, had asked Robert to come and give a hand up at Home Farm for a few weeks, as a contractor, knowing Robert knew the ins and outs of how the estate had worked (or didn’t work) under the reign of the Whites, Robert practically preening as he’d donned his suit and claimed he’d won, after all.

(Aaron had told him not to be a twat, that Lawrence was dead, Robert, but he liked seeing his husband be so confident and in charge again, swanning around Home Farm like he had the first time around, only this time he was Aaron’s, and Aaron’s only.)

“It’s a little bit sexy though,” Robert smirked, keeping Aaron pinned to the wall of the office at Home Farm, the decor the last reminder that the Whites had ever been a part of the village, the same dark wallpaper adorning the walls. “It’s like the affair all over again.”

“Yeah, because we really want to remember that,” Aaron rolled his eyes, tugging at Robert’s hair to bring his husband back up to mouth level, planting a kiss on his lips before he could say anything else.

Snogging Robert, Aaron decided, a six month breakup and a serious lack of snogging behind them, was one of his favourite ways to spend time. Robert always knew exactly how to make him come undone with his mouth, that stupidly talented mouth of his - and well, if he was allowed to be a bit cheesy, it was just always nice to feel close to him.

They were good now. Better now. Marriage counselling, a whole lot of dates, and a year spent finding their way back to their marriage had done them the world of good, and now, a few months from turning twenty seven, Aaron was married, really, legally, forever tied to the gorgeous, smarmy, brilliant man who was currently trying to get his hands down Aaron’s trousers.

He’d never dreamed, he’d have this, back when the affair had started, back when he’d had to make do with sneaky kisses in the office at Home Farm, or dirty weekends away. Aaron had never let himself dream of lazy Saturday mornings, or arguments over the weekly shop, or quiet evenings curled up in bed, watching shitty movies on Netflix and being happy.

No, he’d never let himself dream of any of that, but Aaron was almost glad he hadn’t, really, because the reality of it all, the reality of Robert, it was so much better, it was more than he’d ever thought he’d get to have in life.

Robert grinned at him, palm of his hand warm against Aaron’s arse cheek. “So you don’t want to have a repeat of the time I gave you the blowjob of your life in here, when Chrissie was right outside the door?”

Aaron flushed at the memory, unable to deny how thrilling it had been to have Robert reduce him to a quivering mess with his fiancé standing right outside the door, on the phone to one of her saloons.

He pushed at Robert’s head, heart racing as his husband willingly went to his knees. “I never said that,” he said, Robert already working open Aaron’s belt, his suit an absolute mess now, Robert’s meticulous ironing gone to waste.

They were too caught up in the moment, in each other, to notice the office door opening, a shocked yelp making them both freeze.

Alfie’s face was beetroot red as he covered his eyes, spinning uselessly around his own office. “I’m just going to leave and pretend I didn’t say anything,” he said. “But we’re going to toast a successful evening, when you’re ready, Robert.”

Aaron couldn’t stop his laughter as Alfie left the room in a rush, Robert snorting into Aaron’s thigh. “Do you think we’ve made an impression on him yet?” he laughed, a mix of sheer embarrassment and pure, unadulterated laughter, knowing the situation was beyond ridiculous, and oh so typical of them.

Robert laughed, delight evident on his face. “Wait until I tell him about the affair.”

Allow me to preface this by saying I do not get angry easily.

I don’t care if people dislike kpop artists, I care that they disrespect them.

These boys and girls have gone through more crap to get to where they are, and have put up with so much. If anything, even if you don’t like them, you will respect them.

Allow me to just point to one example, that of Min Yoongi. (There are many I can pull out of my hat. Amber, Jackson, Namjoon, most of EXO, I could go on. But Yoongi’s story is one of my favorites.)

His parents didn’t approve of his dream to become a musician, and if you don’t know about Asian culture, parental approval is a huge thing. They burned his music, and wouldn’t pay for his lessons.

Min Yoongi worked part time jobs delivering so he could get music lessons. He injured his shoulder in the process, and heaven only knows how his parents reacted.

Oh, he has depression and social anxiety as well. His parents took him to a psychiatrist and then told him they didn’t know who he was anymore. He didn’t even know who he was. He hid himself away to make his family happy and tried to do what they wanted, but he was dying on the inside. He would hide in the bathroom and cry.

Did this stop when he became a trainee? No. His depression and social anxiety were still there, and his parents still didn’t approve. He doesn’t speak a lot on what happened during the trainee days, but there were a lot of people that said he wouldn’t make it, and a lot of people that betrayed him.

Min Yoongi went through hell.

Min Yoongi had no one that believed in him.

Min Yoongi started out rapping in front of two people.

Min Yoongi is a person just like us.

Min Yoongi made his dream a reality.

Min Yoongi may not have changed the whole world, but he has changed mine and so many other’s.

And dammit you will respect him for that.

They’re not “pretty boys” or “hot girls.” They’re human beings. They’re people just like us that had the strength to fight for what they wanted. To go through hell and unimaginable pain for what they wanted. People that teach others to believe in themselves, and remind us that the world isn’t all bad.

They have changed my life.

They have saved my life.

They have been there for me when no one else was.

Just because you can’t look past language barrier or the fact that they’re all in a group, you disrespect them? You don’t understand why we love them so much?

Learn to listen to the music with your heart instead of your ears, and then maybe you’ll understand.

Some of y’all are asking about the ritual with the scotch, so HERE IS A STORY THAT SPANS SEVERAL GENERATIONS OF SHENNANIGANS.

So my dad’s side of the family is a bunch of rowdy farm boys with a dark sense of humor. My oldest uncle Tim was the first to get married and the rest of them orchestrated this complicated, almost medieval style dance routine on the dance floor where they would switch dance partners mid-song and slowly danced the bride towards the door, swept her up, put her in the back of the pickup truck, and took her away.

Tim doesn’t notice until the song ends. This was in the 70′s, way before cell phones. The front desk of the hotel gets a call, it’s one of my uncles. “We have your wife. The price is one bottle of scotch.”

He’s like ‘what is this shit?’ And he figures they can’t hold out too long. They have to come back sometime. No. They are literally driving her around the block several times, stopping at pay phones to check in to see if he’s gotten the ransom. This goes on for about an hour.

So he goes out and gets a bottle of scotch, puts it by the door as they drive by and everyone returns.

All the boys got married in the order of their birth and let me just say… they’re not above petty payback. Next one up is Jay who just… seems to forget entirely that his brothers are complete jackasses. Also, he was kind of the ringleader at the last one so there’s no way they could do it to him!

Haha… ha…. haaaaaaaa… oh, uncle Jay. You sweet summer child… who is also several decades older than me. 

Bride gets kidnapped, almost in the same manner as Tim’s. The price, as always, is a bottle of scotch. But Jay… oh… Jay…

Jay just HAD to get his ass married on a Sunday and this is Indiana, buck-o. There ain’t no alcohol sales on Sundays. No liquor stores, no grocery stores, no convenience stores. Nowhere. But there WAS a bar at the Marriott holding the reception. So he had to pay the front desk $75 for a bottle of scotch maybe worth $20 so he could get his wife back. 

A pattern emerges. 

My uncle Moe was next in line. They…. eloped for reasons, but for the purposes of this story we will say that he avoided a situation where his brothers could steal his wife. It’s kind of a personality thing with him, we’ve noticed. Just… ‘oh! Let me avoid this conflict entirely.’ 

Next up is my dad, who is a fun-loving dude who had his reception at a bowling alley and he was NOT, I repeat: NOT- going to have this night ruined by larceny when there is IMPORTANT BOWLING TO BE DONE. Buys a bottle of scotch and and presents it to his brothers with a big audience just so no one can claim that he didn’t. Everyone has fun. 

Moe’s first marriage falls through, and I’m not saying that there’s superstitious reasons for this but I’m just saying- he most certainly DID NOT present a bottle of scotch as an offering at the reception so we must reasonably assume that this had something to do with it. He gets married again and you better believe that there was a bottle of scotch waiting for his brothers at their table. 

So this tradition carried on into the next generation. No one actually expects that the four of them are up to kidnapping anyone when they’re well into their 50′s, but no one is about to risk it. There is a bottle of scotch at the table where the brothers sit at every wedding. 

But my cousin Julia is a perfectionist and if there is any detail that might go wrong, she is going to obsess over it. Because of this, she has a tendency to overcompensate to make sure that NOTHING goes wrong. NOTHING. 

She plans her big moment TO THE MINUTE and a week before the wedding she has this revelation… she has heard… stories. 

Oh no. 

The scotch. 

Around the same time, my grandma is moving out of her old house and she’s inviting family members to rifle through her old things before she gives them to Goodwill. Me, my dad, Tim, and Jay are all there. We’re about to leave when Moe comes up the drive way with a BIG BOX. 

And Gran is like ‘I don’t need more stuff… I don’t need more stuff.. what the fresh hell have you brought to me this time, son of mine?’

He sets it on the floor and it clinks. 

“Julia has ordered me to bring this as a preemptive offer to ensure that there will be no need for a ransom.”

He has brought 24 bottles of scotch. Each brother, including himself, can have six bottles. Whatever debt might have been incurred from his first marriage has been paid off. Her children, and her children’s children, and her children’s children’s children… will no longer need to live in fear of kidnapping on their wedding night. 

This is a sharp contrast to my sister-in-law, who learned of this tradition a week before her wedding, went out and bought a bottle of scotch, slammed it down on their table, and told them to fight for it. 

Hearing Voices

“Is there something hidden in his room? Why would he seem so scared of something there?”

@mari-esponja (can’t tag you) in reply to this image: 


Sangwoo is actually not only scared/freaking out/going crazy over thinking Yoon Bum is dead/dying but he is also vividly hallucinating about his mother due to PTSD. 

He actually does mention before that that he sometimes “hears her”, in Chapter 5. 

But there is more. 

We never saw this happen to Sangwoo before even though he mentions that it did happen before but…

The moment Sangwoo thinks Bum might have died, so left him, Sangwoo started hallucinating about his mother. His brain was left so understimulated that it had to conjure something artificial to keep him sane. 

The moment his brain realised that he was alone again, it filled the surrounding itself with the presence of his mother because it couldn’t bear to have no one around. It makes me think one of the reasons why Sangwoo is keeping Yoon Bum is because he realised that Yoon Bum is almost therapeutic for him. When Yoon Bum is around, Sangwoo isn’t scared anymore, he doesn’t hear voices, he doesn’t feel out of control, he feels as close to normal as he can. 

I wonder what kind of life Sangwoo had before Yoon Bum, maybe having to kill people just so he could get a good night’s sleep, so he could stop hearing his mother banging on the door all night, calling for him. Then one day noticing someone entered his house, telling him he likes him, and then realising that even though he didn’t kill him, the voices just stopped because he didn’t feel alone anymore. His brain substituted for the lack of his mother’s presence with Bum’s presence, so it didn’t have to artificially bring her there every day anymore. And finally, Sangwoo could stop being so afraid all the time.   

Guys, Sangwoo is so lonely. 

How to Flirt: Embarrassed Boy Edition

Summary: As soon as the first ever Cold Stone Creamery opens up in London, Phil knew he had to go. However, it wasn’t the ice cream that made him keep coming back, but rather the cute employee who looks dead in the eyes whenever he has to sing the tip jar songs.
Word Count: 4,405
Warnings: Food mentions, cussing
A/N: thanks so much to @greynihilism for prompting me this!!! I honestly love this SO MUCH. And of course thanks to @snowbunnylester for listening to me shout and for telling me to match our titles bc we are disgusting soulmates. I didn’t edit this but i’m too excited about it so idgaf! Hope you like it! 

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When a new Cold Stone Creamery opened up in London, it was the biggest thing since sliced bread. Literally everyone had to try some, to get some for themselves, that way they could boast to their friends and family how they got to try it.

Phil was guilty of this. He was a slut for only two things, and those were ice cream and new shops. So when he heard a new ice cream shop was opening up? Phil pretty much shit himself. He gathered all of his friends, sat them down, and explained the situation to them. He didn’t want to say he forced them to come with him, because he didn’t. He just calmly insisted that they come with him and didn’t let them leave the room until they agreed. No biggie.

That’s how he found himself inside of Cold Stone with Kiley, Charles, and Michael. Phil was the only one who was so excited that he couldn’t stop bouncing on the balls of his feet. His friends were chattering beside him, waiting patiently for the line to go down so they could finally order, but Phil was having trouble being patient. He wanted his ice cream and he wanted it now. There were still five people in front of him and he wanted to push them all out of the way so he could order his own ice cream and press his face to the counter glass like an annoying child.

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Yo a prompt here they meet in a pair one night like pastelxpunk punk!Phil being out with some mates and Dan with some uni buds and Dan wears like skirts and stuff and get this that night he's wearing fishnets so when they get to Phil's apartment later Phil just rips them apart bc Dan's been subtly teasing him all night long and they like do it on the kitchen counter thanks

Phil was annoyed, and horny. Lately it seemed like those were his main emotions, but right then, he didn’t want to think about that. He wanted to think about the fact that that extremely attractive guy across the bar kept winking at him.

Or maybe he wasn’t looking at him so suggestively. Maybe Phil was delirious, but really, he didn’t care. He wanted that boy riding him, he wanted him desperate and screaming and he wasn’t getting any closer to that on the other side of the room.

“Phil?” His friend Chris laughed, waving his hand in front of Phil’s face. “You’re spacing out again.”

Phil turned to look at him, raising his eyebrows, licking his lip ring. It was somewhat new, and he couldn’t stop messing with it.

“Was I?” He asked, huffing.

“Uh, yeah. You were.” Chris took a swig of his drink, Phil had forgotten what it was because his own brain had been muddled by the alcohol, and set the glass back down on the counter. “Are you gonna fuck him or what?”

“I don’t even know him,” Phil muttered, rolling his eyes and slowly taking a sip of his own drink.

“So?” Chris smirked. “That’ll just make it better. He keeps looking at you.” He nodded in the boy’s direction and Phil whirled around, catching his eye.

Surprisingly, he didn’t look away. The man kept his gaze, smirking gently and looking him over, before slowly looking away. Chris slammed his glass down on the counter.

“That was a fucking invitation if I’ve ever seen one,” he grumbled.

Phil considered it; what he wouldn’t do to get his hands on that guy. He was wearing a flowy yellow shirt that showed his stomach, and a very revealing skirt, as well as goddamn fishnets. Fuck.

The boy went back to talking to his friends, glancing over every now and then.

Chris held out a small glass; a shot; and grinned. Phil must have missed him ordering it while looking at the guy. “Take this, fucker, and go over there or I will.”

Phil rolled his eyes, tossing it back and setting down the glass. “Wish me luck,” he muttered, clearing his throat and scrunching his nose. “Fuck, that’s strong.”

He stepped down from the stool, straightening his leather jacket and cracking his neck; and he walked over to the boy, who was still talking to two friends.

He cleared his throat when he reached them, and the guy looked over, raising his eyebrows.

“Hey, what’s your name?” Phil asked, rather loudly so as to be heard over the loud music in the bar.

“Dan,” the boy said back, leaning forward, nodding. “You?”

“Phil,” Phil replied, grinning. “And I just came over here to tell you that if you look at me like that one more time, I can’t promise I’ll control myself.”

Dan raised his eyebrows, smiling slightly. “And what does that mean?” He asked slowly. Phil shrugged.

“If you want bruises all over you by tomorrow, I suggest you try and find out,” he answered, his voice low, and turned around, walking back to Chris.

“How’d it go?” He asked, tilting his head. Phil smirked.

“You’ll see,” he said calmly, taking another sip of his drink.

Sure enough, about ten minutes later, Dan walked over to them, swaying slightly. He leaned on Phil, resting his head on his shoulder and pouting.

“I’ve been here all night, and I haven’t found anyone to take me home yet,” he whined, looking up at him with wide eyes. He hopped up on Phil’s lap, and Phil sucked in a sharp breath.

“Yeah, okay, we’re going to my place,” he growled, grabbing tightly to Dan’s waist and making him squeak. “Chris, get a ride.”

Chris just shrugged. “Yeah yeah. Have fun, you two. Be safe, use condoms.” Phil smacked him over the head, and Dan giggled.

So that’s how Phil found himself swaying up to his apartment door, a giggly Dan clinging to him like a monkey. A tipsy monkey.

Phil slammed him against the door, attaching his lips to Dan’s. His tongue slipped into Dan’s mouth when Dan’s lips parted, and Dan moaned into the kiss, smiling.

Phil’s hands were everywhere once the door was unlocked, roaming Dan’s body almost desperately. They only made it to the kitchen counter before Phil was pulling his shirt off over his head roughly, doing the same to his own.

He worked at Dan’s throat, his hands searching blindly for the zipper of his skirt. Dan whimpered, leading his hands to it, and Phil got it off in a matter of seconds.

Then came the tricky part; the fishnets. Phil growled, shaking his head and tearing them apart completely, tossing them aside to get to the part he really cared about.

Dan gasped sharply, clinging to Phil’s shoulders. “Holy shit,” he breathed. “I would normally be mad, but fuck that was hot. Christ.” He tugged at Phil’s belt, pulling it off and fumbling with his zipper.

Phil chuckled, letting Dan work, his breath brushing over his ear. He pulled off Dan’s panties, groaning when Dan automatically grinded against him.

“Fuck me,” Phil breathed, his voice heavy. “Oh Christ, fuck me Phil.”

Phil hummed, chuckling and digging his nails into Dan’s thighs, pushing him back on the counter. “I was planning on it.”

Phil muttered a ‘be right back’ and hurried off to get lube and a condom, in only his boxers, and when he got back Dan was already stretching himself with two fingers inside himself. He looked up, grinning and letting out a soft whine.

“I’d rather it was you,” he said softly, throwing his head back, and Phil was done being nice.

He climbed on top of the counter, pulling Dan’s hand away from himself and straddling him, tugging his boxers down. He kissed him, hotly and open mouthed, and Dan whined into his mouth.

In only a matter of seconds Phil was ready and pushing against Dan’s entrance, making him gasp and throw his head back.

“Fuck,” he breathed as Phil pushed in, moaning softly and biting his lip. “Fuck, more.”

Phil moved slightly, shifting their position and pulling Dan’s hips up so he could get a better angle. He bottomed out, thrusting slowly and watching Dan’s face. Dan was practically desperate, pushing himself back on Phil’s cock and whining.

Phil couldn’t help it; he wrapped his hand around Dan’s throat, pinning him down. “Want more? Huh?” He growled, his voice low and dangerous.

Dan’s eyes widened and he nodded slightly, a high pitched whimper leaving his lips. “Yes, please,” he said weakly.

Phil rolled his hips, fucking into him at a faster but still teasing rhythm.

Dan moaned loudly, his eyes falling shut, and Phil sped up. He couldn’t help it, Dan looked so fucking good like that, desperate, being used. Soon he was pounding into him without mercy, and Dan was letting out incredibly sexy noises.

Phil wrapped his hand around Dan’s cock, jerking him off in time with his thrusts, and Dan was gone. He practically screamed, letting go on his stomach, his cock twitching.

Phil groaned, leaning over to kiss at Dan’s neck, feeling himself get close as well. Dan’s weak whimper, his voice breaking, is what sent him over the edge.

Phil got down from the counter, breathing heavily, discarding the condom and running his fingers through his sweaty hair.

He leaned over Dan, looking down at the exhausted and fucked out boy. Dan frowned.

“I’m guessing you’re gonna ask me to leave now, huh…?” He asked, sounding a little sad. Phil smiled, and shook his head.

“Actually, I was gonna ask if you wanted to stay the night. And if you liked Chinese food.”

How To Win A Boy: Fumbling Punk Edition

How To Win A Boy: Fumbling Punk Edition | Dan Howell, local punk, and his friends need a new cafe to hang out in, now that Dan has ruined starbucks for them (don’t ask). So they try out the new family business that just opened up a few days ago… and somehow Dan falls in love with the Pastel Goth kid behind the counter who just so happens to be his waiter. Why Phil seems to think disgusting smoothies are going to win Dan over, no one knows, but… well, they do. | Phan | Teen and Up | PastelxPunk | 8,359 Words

Thanks to @botanistlester for the title, and the fic inspiration, not to mention listening to me talk about this fic for the last 3 hours of writing. I apologize for any typos, but screw proofreading, I really want to post already.

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dating yoongi [realistically]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

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important: please remember that everything I wrote down is my own personal opinion. I do not know Yoongi personally, so this is based on my imagination of ‘’realistic’’ only.


• first things first ; he really doesn’t care about appearance. he said this a lot of times and actually out of all people in bangtan, he is the only one I truly do believe. (not that I shame on the other members, it’s natural after all)

• so I can imagine him being with any type of woman out there

• yoongi is really wise for his age, he has gone through a lot as well so I believe a girl that is close to his age with life experience would work the best for him

• he is a really simple and easy-going person so someone that is calm and nice is probably his type

• so if yoongi would start liking you he would probably not try to tell you right away

• he would wait or not tell you at all because he’s afraid he’ll get hurt

• you probably being the one who breaks down his walls and tell him that you like him a lot

• I have a feeling he can be really insecure about himself so he would probably think you’re too good for him

• but once you’re his girlfriend you would make sure to make him feel so loved and relevant

• he could get so cuddly once he’s in the mood

• but could also get so distant at times for no certain reason

• he’s really unpredictable

• since he’s bad at expressing his feelings with words he wouldn’t be able to say I love you easily

• but he would write so many songs about you

• you would bag him to show you some of them but he would probably just smile
• “no, not yet”

• if you finally hear them, you’d probably be so touched, maybe even cry (if you’re a soft stan like me) and he would be so happy and chuckle at your reactions

• lots of hugs honestly

• you being his own sweet getaway from the harsh cold world

• if he is feeling down or just turns more quiet than usual ; best way to find out what’s bothering him is probably just looking at him softly and taking his hand

• just so you’d make sure he knows you’re there

• days where you just lay on the bed next to each other; he’s working on his music while you’re scrolling down your phone or reading a book

• both of you being really content even though you don’t talk during those moments

• because simply your presence would make him feel so much better

• yoongi being happy and content would turn out to be a common thing with you by his side

• him writing you letters once a while when he’s on tour
• (after seeing that he wrote 300 for armys)

• he’s so calm most of the time, I’ve never seen him angry and I feel like when he’s mad, he isn’t the type of man who would yell at you

• he’s more of the silent treatment type

• so you would barely fight probably

• especially in the beginning of your relationship

• because you’re both really mature and don’t get mad for simple things

• but if it comes to a fight it’s probably settled quickly simply because the one who did a mistake would apologize

• if you’d be upset or cry he probably wouldn’t know how to comfort you at first

• it would turn really awkward for him

• but when there are phases where you are really unhappy with yourself or how things never work out for you he would support you as much as he can

• because he knows how much it hurts to be alone and have no one who truly believes in you

• you’re always eating together

• your favorite kind of date is probably just being lazy and eating as much as you can

• instead of buying you expensive presents I can imagine him giving you a lot of self made things

• cute selfies

• the members being surprised that you’re the only person he doesn’t mind spending 24/7 of his time with since he’s usually the one likes to have his own space

• probably not the jealous type

• type of person who secretly stresses over stuff that he doesn’t need to

• but if he would get jealous and he knows it’s just because he’s insecure ; he wouldn’t tell you

• because as I said, I believe yoongi is mature enough and he owns a big understanding heart, so that’s probably the reason he wouldn’t tell you

• your happiness would be his biggest priority after all

• he doesn’t look like a great texter; so I believe he wouldn’t really contact you that often through texts if you’re apart

• he would call you though

• especially once he gets comfortable around you he wouldn’t be ashamed to call you as much as he would want

• which could turn out to be a regular thing

• but there could also be times where he wouldn’t call you for days/maybe even a week

• but I have a feeling that if you’re dating yoongi, you wouldn’t have to talk to him everyday

• like he would be one of those people in your life that you could go on days without talking and it wouldn’t change anything about the strong bond that you have

• because you understand that both of you are busy and you don’t need to constantly check up on each other to know you love each other

• type of man who is there for you whenever you need him but also leaves you alone if you want him to

• if he’s grumpy you’d know how to cheer him up

• like he’d be so whipped for the girl he loves

• but sometimes he could be really harsh without wanting to

• again, pda wouldn’t be a thing

• even though some people see yoongi as dominant and “daddy material” I couldn’t ever imagine him having a kink like that

• among all of the seven members I feel like he would take the longest time to give in and have sex with you

• maybe that’s also because of the insecurities he has sometimes

• he once said how he wants to be taller, more tan and have a beard (so you have a feeling what type of man he actually wants to be)

• he seems so sensitive/sensible & soft most of the time

vanilla sex mostly

definitely falls asleep after sex

• he seems like a person who thinks a lot so deep conversations & nonsense conversations

• his gummy smile

• yoongi being completely and helplessly in love would make every single soul around him feel so much happiness for him

• because he’s so special and people know that

• the members being happy

• you both being happy

• so even though min yoongi is a lazy man and sometimes really hard to understand, he also couldn’t be much more understanding towards his loved ones.

• he is someone who will never need a lot to be content with his life

• especially after finding the one he truly loves, he could maybe even start to appreciate living a bit more

anonymous asked:

Omg love your HCs!! They are all so cute!!!! >V< can u please do RFA +V and Saeran x MC first time holding hands? Like what would their reactions be?? Again LOVE your HCs!!! Omg bye!!~~

(THANK YOU ANON! I GOT YOU!)
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Zen:
• Honestly, it wasn’t very long in your relationship you started holding hands.
• Basically it was your first date.
• The both of you were just walking in the park together. Laughing, and getting to know each other.
• And my god you looked so perfect. He actually wanted to just kiss you. I mean, the sun was shining on your flawless skin, the wind blew stands of (H/C) hair in your face..it was breath taking.
• BUT HE KNEW THAT MIGHT GET WEIRD ON A FIRST DATE S O!!!!
• He slowly inched his hand down beside yours, and began interlacing your small, delicate fingers in his larger ones.
• hEBLUSHEDSOHARD, BUT MADE EYE CONTACT AND YOU JUST- WOAHMAN HEY WUDDUP AHA.
• After that, he never really likes going out in public without your hand in his.
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707:
• This cheeky little sh-
• After he finally realized his true feelings for you, and stopping pushing everything and everyone away (anti-social much? Me too.)
• He asked you to go to a cat shelter with him.
• After all, Vanderwood didn’t say his partner couldn’t have a cat and just so happen to..bring it over. A lot.
• Does this count as your first date? Well, technically. You’ve hung out a lot, but never really anywhere but the parties and RFA members houses.
• “(Y/N)!!! This cat is just so cute! You should have it! I’ll even pay!”
• “Seven- I- I can’t take care of a cat?!”
• He B E G S.
• And for the first time, he gently grabs a hold of your hand, holding it tightly in his.
• He places a kiss on your cheek, and gives you the cutest little pouty face.
• At this point, you’re a blushing, awkward mess.
• “Uh-m uh..some soft hands you got there..”
• He smirks for a moment, before thinking of the dumbest thing he can say in that moment.
• “thanks, I use a lot of lotion. If you catch my dri-”
• “O K A Y SO LETS GET THE CAT AND SKADADDLE OKBYE NOW, FUNTIMES WOO.”
• But you never did seem to let go of his hand, the rest of the day, at least.
~~~~
Jumin:
• You would think it would take a while for him to get all..lovey dovey with you.
• But it was kind of a happy medium.
• So basically, it was the 4th-5th ‘date’
• Really doesn’t want to rush things. He’s a firm believer that love takes time.
• But when it happens, it’s actually kind of sweet.
• You’re lying on his couch, waiting for him to come back in with the breakfast he ‘couldn’t wait to make for you’
• He walks in the living room to check on you, smiling over at your resting figure.
• He can’t help but want to keep walking towards you.
• And soon, he can’t even control himself?
• “Jumin? What are you-”
• He picks you up, and sets you down in his lap, all whilst placing you hand in his.
• And he doesn’t even really say much. Other than he “felt like it” when questioned on what he was doing.
• This was cute, comfortable and all, but..
• “whats that burning smell??”
• “..Shi-”
~~~~~
Jaehee:
• okay this is so obvious but.
• coFFEE DATEEE!!!
• Or at least, on your way to.
• It’s a really cold morning, the two of you have been dating for a couple weeks now. So, you decided to bundle up, and grab some coffee.
• Now, she didn’t have gloves. You would think she would, but ohhoho, Nope she is not prepared.
• Thankfully, you have a trick up your sleeve. A smoothhhh move, this way it won’t be awkward to make the move. You go, (Y/N).
• You take off the glove on one of your hands, and hand it to her.
• At this point, she’s looking between you and glove, a bit confused.
• You then place your uncovered, warm hand in her freezing one.
• “What are you waiting for, silly? Put on the other glove~”
• You smooth mother-
• She’s a blushing mess, really. But she adores you.
~~~~~~
Yoosung:
• Sweetbbyboy
• he’s so innocent. He’s never even held hands.
• One day, you’re playing games with him at his place, and well…beating him.
• “How are you so good at this?!” Yoosung frustratedly says.
• “I guess I’m just a pro.”
• He gives you an 'o really’ look, with the intent of picking up his game.
• But he needed motivation.
• “if I win this next round, you have to hold hands with me the rest of the day. Minus when one of us needs to go to the restroom.”
• He still lost tho, lol.
• But, you couldn’t help but want your own prize.
• “how about we do it anyways?”
• HES SUCH A MESS.
• YOUR HAND IS SO!!! CUTE! AND SOFT! AND JUST!!!!! HE WANTS TO HOLD IT FOREVER!!!!
• Yes, you’re that couple.
• The one that is always painfully close and always holding the others hands.
• But he loves every minute of it. And so do you.
~~~~~
V:
• It was not long at allll before you help hands.
• Before he got eye surgery, he needed your “help” to get around. So, he wanted you to hold his hand and guide him around so he could get the things he needed to get.
• But he could actually see well enough.
• He just wanted to hold your hand.
• You had butterflies, he had butterflies, you two were honestly just lovey messes on the inside.
• But you loved it.
• (bonus)
• When he got the eye surgery, you had no idea. And he made you hold his hand again…however, something was off. It seemed he was bringing you along more than you were to him..
• “V- can you..”
• You were then cut off by none other than Jumin, who just so happened to be driving by.
• “V! How’d that surgery go?”
• gASP!
~~~~~~
Saeran:
• Okay so he was not getting physical ATTT ALLLL!!!
• And this kind of frustrated you.
• Yes, sweetie I know you’re bad with human interaction buT WE HAVE BEEN DATING ALMOST 2 MONTHS PLS LOVE ME.
• So, RFA helped you come up with a plan. A jealously plan.
• Yep, you were gonna try and get Saeran to get all jealous and protective over you. Maybe even get him to get a little closer.
• It started small, You’d have Yoosung start flirting a little with you in the group chat.
• Plan fails, and Saeran just leaves the chats with no word.
• You knew you had to step up the game.
• One day, you and Saeran go out for a walk around town, just casually talking with each other.
• When you 'coincidentally’ run into Zen just up ahead.
• “(Y/N)! Hey! You look cute today!”
• You weren’t expecting him to say that of all things, so you couldn’t help the tiny blush that appeared on your face.
• “Awh, tha-”
• This is when you felt your hand get tightly enveloped by another.
• Saeran was jealous.
• And unafraid to show it.
• “Looks like I’m interrupting a little date~ see you on he messenger, later! Have fun you two!”
• When Zen leaves, Saeran still doesn’t let your hand go.
• “You know..this is actually kind of..nice..” He awkward says.
• cuE HEART E X P L O S I O N
• ERROR (Y/N)
• YOU DID IT.
• From here on, he starts becoming more and more physically affectionate~ thank you, Zen!

off limits | 02 (m)

pairing: kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings: smut, dirty talk, dom! Jin 
words: 7,520
summary: you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

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Being stubborn and unreasonable is a good way to make your business fail with me...

(long story. tl;dr at the end)

So I own a few residential properties, I used to maintain them myself but I have a small business that needs my constant attention so I hired a property management company to maintain the properties. Property management companies handle everything, fix anything broken, screen the tenants before moving in, evict them if they don’t pay rent etc, while I just collect my rent money minus their little reasonable fee they take every month. When I chose this company, who I’ll call SPM for shitty property management company, they seemed to be a very good company. Local, been established for awhile, nice people, etc. I needed help marketing my properties and getting good tenants moved in, so I chose them.

While most of my properties we’re vacant at the time, I did have a few occupied, and 1 tenant living in my higher-end condo property and he was my favorite tenant, who we’ll call FT. I screened him and approved him myself before I hired SPM. He was a very good tenant and he rented from me for 3 years which is a long time and a great thing for landlords. Paid rent on time, made repairs himself without deducting rent, didn’t smoke etc. I ended up getting to know him because he wanted to buy the condo and he was a great tenant, so we became very good friends.

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Suck It Up (Ethan smut)

Summary: Lots of fingersucking. Inspired by this ask and this gifset.
Word Count: 1,835
Warnings: Smutty smut. Fingersucking, kinda fingering. Idk.
A/N: oh lordy, I have a one way ticket to hell. I DO NOT KNOW WHERE THIS CAME FROM BUT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT FINGERSUCKING SO GET IN MY ASK AND LET’S GO.


The first time you caught yourself thinking of Ethan Dolan in a more than a friendly way, was when you’d been over at their house. A movie was playing in the background and the room was dark, but not dark enough thanks to the light coming from the large flatscreen. Your feet had been tucked under your legs where you were sitting on the far end of the L-shaped couch, wrapped in a blanket as you giggled along with the twins who were sitting right by you, so wrapped up in what was happening.

Ethan had complained about the unbearable heat, letting out small sighs of frustration as he pulled at the hem of his t-shirt, doing the occasional sweep with his fingers through his damp hair. He’d grimaced at the way you’d been wrapped in the soft blanket, a sweater pulled over your head, asking you how you weren’t dying in the heat. You were fine though. But he couldn’t take it, so he murmured something about getting something cold and rose up from the couch, shoulders slouched the way they always did when he walked; heading straight to the kitchen.

You’d thought none of it, that is until he returned and plopped down on the couch with a satisfied grin. He unwrapped the ice lolly and popped the treat into his mouth, and that was that. Your thoughts entered forbidden territory and you could feel your jaw slacken as you stared at your best friend since childhood sucking obscenely on the phallic shaped ice cream.

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M a s t e r l i s t ♡

My full masterlist with all my smuts and drabbles and shits. And yes…I mean everything…even the shitty ones. I mean they’re all shit but…

Quick Notes:

•Ones marked with ‘🅡’ are requests

•Ones marked with ‘∅’ are (in my opinion) the dirtiest/best ones

✕Bts

Originally posted by allforbts

Drabbles/Reactions

Bts Sexual Punishments When They’re Mad At You

 Abcs NSFW, Jungkook                                                                         
Male reader

         Female reader


Threesomes

• Jealous of a Puppy

Jimin and Jungkook
You, Jungkook, Jimin are all sitting down when Jimin asks you and Jungkook if you’ve ever had a threesome before.

Playtime

Yoongi and Taehyung
Your two sex friends, Taehyung and Yoongi come over to play with you. Hard.


Yoongi

Annoying

You and Yoongi are roommates and it’s very rare for two of you to do anything with each other. When he decides to be a bitch one day, you facetime him while he’s in the shower. He then gains fucking superpowers and reads your mind, knowing exactly what you want. He takes you into the shower with him to wake you up a little bit more.


Namjoon

Secret Admirer 🅡

Namjoon calls you and asks you to get drinks with him. When you get home, you’re a little bored. So, you decide to have a little fun with Namjoon. Afterwards, you find out a very big secret he’s been keeping from you. 


Jimin

Not In the Mood

You come home from dance practice to find a horny Jimin that’s been waiting too long.

Magic Trick

While looking for a lighter in the kitchen, you come across some playing cards. The cards remind you of a magic trick you wanna show Jimin. This ‘magic trick’ makes him fall completely under your control.


Jungkook

“It’s October 3rd”

You and Jungkook have been the best of friends for years, but Jungkook thinks that you can be closer than you already are.

Slow Torture 🅡∅

Torture is a dish best served slowly.

Baby

Kookie gets sick and asks you to come over. You think that he wants you to take care of him but he really just wanted you there. He doesn’t want you babying him, but he lets you take care of him in the shower.

Mine

You had to clean the house. Jungkook was asleep. That was good. You didn’t have him to distract you from actually being productive today. Except…When he woke up….Well, you couldn’t really complain.


Hoseok

3:00AM

Your best friends, Bts, come over and spend the night. You had to wake to feed your fatass dog, who just has to be fed in the middle of the night. While doing so, you were surprised to see a sleepy Hoseok sitting on you couch and playing video games.


✕Got7

Originally posted by officialbeulping

Jinyoung

Daddy’s Home 🅡

Jinyoung comes home from a long day of working and just wants to be fed. You made him a cake, but…that’s not really the taste he’s longing for….


✕Monsta x

Originally posted by sweetramenwonho

Wonho

Sweety Pi

Wonho wants to come over and spend the night. You know that he only wants to so he could get in your panties. You tell him the only way he could come over is if he lets you tutor him.


✕Vixx

Originally posted by thisisjustforfunval

Drabbles/Reactions

VIXX Reaction To Buying Their Girlfriend New Jeans, But She Can’t Fit Them Because She’s Gained Weight 🅡


Taekwoon

Try To Be Gentle 🅡

You love your friend, but you hated her parties. It was only ever people fucking in your face as if they knew you were a virgin. You’ve only ever watched porn, yet have never done anything to yourself. Your friend, Taekwoon, helps you get rid of this problem.


Wonsik

Tightly

Wonsik always holds you tightly during intimate moments. In return, you do the same.


✕Exo

Originally posted by lawlliets

Chanyeol

Introduction

Your best friend, Sehun, introduces you to the oh-so-famous-and-talented, Park Chanyeol, who you just adore. When Sehun leaves to handle Xiumin’s bullshit, you two get know each other very well.


Minseok

Bet

You decide to have a sleepover with exo and a few of your friends. You and Xiumin end up have ‘fun’ but have to make sure that you don’t wake the boys or shit’ll hit the fan.


✕ikon

Originally posted by ikonis

Junhoe

Far From It

You go to Comic Con and meet a boy you’ve seen before. He tries to slip a boner pass you, but you wore your glasses today


✕Nct

Originally posted by radgies

Ten

No Control, No Filter

You and ‘your friend’ ,Ten, were at some wedding both your parents made you go to. It was full of old people, weird smells, and was boring as fuck. The two of you slip off to a closet to…’grab a broom’….


✕Shinee

Originally posted by jinkis

Taemin

1993-2016

You’re sleeping on top of Taemin on the couch when he starts playing with your stomach while you sleep then he finds out he got a little big something from you..


✕Bap

Originally posted by aleyongguk

Yongguk

Liquorice Bitch

Your friends Daehyun and Youngjae introduced you to the other members of B.A.P and you and Yongguk get to know each other very well in the practice room

you are my sunshine (i tried)

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

Error felt at ease with the soft sound of inks voice filling his ears(?) in a calming matter. Error was laying on his back with his head in inks lap slowly getting rocked back and forward while ink was sing a familiar tune which seemed to put all errors nerves into a relaxed mode as he just laid there with his eyes closed listening to the voice he loved most.

You make me happy when skies are gray

error wanted to smile at the cheesy song ink was singing maybe tease him about it a little. But when he tried to open his mouth words didn’t come out, only a little whimper got escape his teeth. Error frowned. why couldn’t he speak? and why did he throat hurt? Error thought to himself as he started noticing the burning feeling at the bottom of his neck which was slowly making its way up to his mouth.

You’ll never know dear, how much I love you

Error tried to move so he could get up and maybe get a drink but he could only move his fingers and maybe lift his arms a little. He felt heavy so heavy what’s going on? Ink why can’t I move?  He tried again so speak, to move, anything but all he could do was open his eyes a little and see inks blurry from above him.

Please don’t take my sunshine aw-ay

his voice broke on the last word, followed by a soft sob which were slowly growing louder and louder. Was ink … crying? Error started panicking a little now, ink almost never cried. Ink starts mumbling soft words in between his sobs, error could only make out few of the words. “I’m … sorry ……… error ….. hang ……. say…….don’t die” die? Was somebody dying? Is that why in was crying? Oke stupid question that was probably what was going on, but who how could be the person ink would cry over like this? … unless

The it hit error, memories came flooding back into his mind. The argument between them, ink going after error, hiding in another au not wanting to confront ink, the angry people wanting error away, the mean words, not being able to escape, the hit.

Error was dying.      

No.

No, he can’t. he doesn’t want to die, not jet. Fear took over errors senses, fear of leaving this world alone, fear of leaving ink alone. He doesn’t want to go now he finally has something to hold dear.

He tried to move again, to reach up or get a hold on something, anything. but he only became painfully aware of how numb his body really was, like every body part was asleep and never walking up again with a thick heavy blanket over himself that he couldn’t push of. And it was slowly getting worse, starting by his toots making its way up bit by bit.

Ink must have noticed how error was struggling, because he gently lifted his head out of his lap careful not to jolts him and moved him a bit higher up to his face, this way error could see ink clearly even though at that moment he wish he couldn’t.

Inks face did bring a sense of clam over error but a wave of sadness as well. Ink had his eyes almost closed, tears constantly seeping out from the little space they could and slowly making their way down his cheeks dripping into his scarf and sometimes on error.

With his the little energy he had error tried to speak again, maybe now he was closer to ink he could actually hear him. So he opened his mouth and spoke in a breathy barely audibly voice.

“ink”

Inks eyes snapped open looking down to error with big eyes as if he couldn’t believe he was still alive much less speaking to him.

“error you’re awake”

Ink spoke in a voice that didn’t really fit him. A sad one like there was no hope anymore, error didn’t like this voice on him.

“why do you sound so sad?”

Error tried his best to speak clearly but it just tired him out faster, he needed to be more careful picking his words.

“b-because” ink paused a for a minute looking for the right words to say. “because I don’t know what to do error” another sob followed by some fresh tears going down his cheeks.

“please don’t die don’t leave me alone error” ink got out between hiccups and heavy breaths trying to get his breathing under control so he could speak clearly.

Error tried to get the last of his strength together and raised his hand a little up to inks face but right when he got his hand halfway up it almost fell down again if it wasn’t for ink taking a hold of it and bring it up to his face.

He gently Pressed errors hand against his cheek, nuzzling into it a little. making sure to keep it there as long as he could. “please” ink murmured in a small voice “I don’t want to be alone again”.

Error didn’t know what to say, but then what do you say when you’re dying in your “boyfriends” arms. “hey it’s going to be oke” nailed it. (nice one error)

Ink chuckled, he acutely chuckled. “you really aren’t the best with words error” error had to agree with that one “I know” he murmured weakly.

His voice was growing more and more tired, Like his body was growing more and more limp and right now both ink and error are well known of that fact. All there is to it is to say goodbye now.

“hey skittles” ink let out an amused breath at the nickname “yeah?” error took a deep breath “can you do me a favour?” error slowly moved his thump over inks cheek bone gently wiping away some of the tears that were still flowing down.

“of course what is it?” the numb feeling was at errors waist now (work with me here) but he managed to show a little smile “remember me oke”  inks eyes widened a little “w-what do you mean I’m no…” his words got cut of but error covering his mouth.

“sing with me”

Error started humming the same tune ink was sing to error a little while ago. It was low and maybe a bit raspy but ink could still hear error was starting where he left of so he didn’t want to take this away from error and started singing again.

You told me once, dear, you really loved me

Error smiled, inks voice once again putting his nerves to ease.

He kept humming.

And no one else could come between.

The numbness was taking over fully now, he could feel himself slowly disappear.

He was still humming.

But now you’ve left me and love another.

Error stopped humming.

You have shattered all of my dreams.

His hand fell but never hit the ground.

You are…

 “goodbye ink…. I love you”

 A loud cry slipped from inks teeth he clutched errors jacket against his chest pressing his nose (?) into the only thing there’s left of him now.

 “I won’t forget error” he cried into the jacket careful, to not let his tears black tears stain the fabric.

 “I promise”

 “I love you too”  

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well this took me a lot longer the i wanted but yeah stuff happens

anyway here you go this is dased around a drawing you made sorry i can’t really rememder which one it was

sorry for the mistakes hope you like it

Submitted by  idk-likesomeone

Unu says: OMG THIS. I CRIED. I GENUINELY CRIED. IDK HOW BUT YOU DID IT. GOOD JOB! THANK YOU SO MUCH, I LOVE THIS ONE!

Tag Yourself: Iconic Boy Squad Moments

- When they all supported Isak’s sexuality and worked together to get Isak laid

- “Take desperation to a whole new level”

- When they met Even and looked like kids in a candy store

- When Isak asked them to move his stuff out while he made out with his boyfriend

- When Isak kicked them out so he could get dicked down by his crush

- Jonas being disappointed that Isak didn’t have a crush on him

- Isak revealing the order in which he would sleep with them

- “You guys need to start getting chicks yourselves"

- Watching the girls dance and Isak being done with the heteros™

- When Jonas and the others aren’t mad at Isak for being a dick but instead are worried about him because they care

- The first scene with them all together

- “You wish” “They said it in chorus!”

- Literally any moment with them they could breathe and I’d be yellin

(feel free to add more)

Draco having a crush on you would include :

(Woooo more prompts! Woooo Draco!! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

-Him not even caring whether you’re a pure-blood or not because he’d like you for your defiance to him so much he’d really forget about that fact

-Him loving to pick on you in class and always getting you in trouble with the professors, especially Snape, only because he knows you’ll both end up in detention together

-Him pushing you at the dinner table to get to his place, only to act stunned when you’d push him back but really actually enjoy it as he’d think about you having touched him

-Him giving you and buying you whatever he notices you might be in need of, only for once to be quiet and not brag about his family’s wealth

-Him always whispering to you the answers you might need during a test simply so he could get you to thank him later on

-Him always pushing his friends out of the way whenever they would talk to you just so he could focus on you and that he can be your center of attention

-Him smirking and acting cocky as he’d look over at you during his Quidditch matches whenever he manages to do something impressive, making you roll your eyes

-Him leaving notes for you and trying to check on your reactions, only for them to sound rather odd and wrong as you’d read them with his attitude

-Him inviting you or rather claiming you as his partner for the Yule Ball and not giving you a choice of not going as he’d make sure no one else thinks about taking you

-Him confessing his feelings to you angrily as you’d never seem to take in consideration his feelings for you, making you laugh


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