his killer smile;;

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@cheshirerabit said: Shit, your teacher Bakugou idea is something I never considered but now think would be really cool. Cuz he would not stop being a hero but he wouldn’t half-ass being a teacher so it would be like how All Might attempted to hero and teach but could actually work. Plus, I’m all for Bakugou’s role model switching with time to Aizawa. 10/10 idea.

Anon said: OMG Fran now i want to see Teacher or Older Bakugou or or Bakugou with Aizawa

Bless both of you for giving me a reason to talk about this cause honestly I love this idea way more than striktly necessary - this!!! is how I like to think it would go down:

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where adrien flirts
  • so adrien has a little problem: he likes marinette. like he really, honest-to-god likes her, and he doesn’t know what to do about it. his track record with girls isn’t so stellar. after he confessed his feelings to ladybug as chat noir, she calmly turned him down and admitted she liked someone else. so as nino would say, without a lady to tie him down, adrien agreste is single and ready to mingle
  • but he’s always been single?? and what does mingle even mean?? like, nino, what the hell, dude?? help a man out. 
  • so nino sits him down and explains how to get his crush. with his previous crush, nino tells him, adrien obviously didn’t do it right, and that’s why she turned him down (nino doesn’t know it was ladybug, and he just likes to think adrien was crushing on a supermodel who was totally out of even his league). 
  • nino: “you gotta flirt, man. the ladies love a dude who’s chill and cool and confident. you gotta rock it and own it. you got this.”
    adrien: “but how? every time I go to her, she looks at me, and I can’t… make my words work.”
    nino: “….you two are perfect for each other.”
    adrien: “what?”
    nino: “what?”
  • nino gives him an article with a few tips for flirting. this shouldn’t be too bad, and hey, it worked on alya, nino swears by it. so with 10 Flirting Techniques That Are Garunteed to Work on Women on his mind, adrien is determined to woo the ladies.
  • 1. set the stage with the “soft stare”: so all he had to do was stare at marinette as deeply as possible whenever they had a conversation while maintaining a calm and relaxed expression. marinette likes to stutter and stammer her ways through her words, and he couldn’t blame her, because he lost control when he tried to talk to her as well, and usually her antics made him smile and laugh. but according to the tips, he wasn’t allowed to.
  • it’s all good for a week or so, until nino pulls him aside and asks why he looks like he’s plotting how to murder marinette in her sleep like some type of serial killer every time he talks to her. 
  • he stops talking to her after that. alya tracks him down a few days later and whacks him upside the head for making her best friend cry by ignoring her. adrien goes back to talking to marinette as normally as possible after that because it’s better to talk to her as friends than invoke his “killer smile” while trying to flirt.
  • 2. be vague and leave her wanting more: adrien has this in the bag. he knows how to skirt around a topic, but that’s just because he has to make sure he kept his secret identity as a superhero of Paris a… secret. being vague is one of his best talents, it also helps with those stupid paparazzi who always follow him. the article offers some suggests: tell her you know a secret about her, tell her there’s something interesting about her and you can’t put your finger on it, tell her that’s she exactly your type but don’t tell her what you type actually is, etc. he spends most of the night plotting his exact words, and the next day, when he sees marinette, it just comes spilling out…
  • adrien: “i know your secret, marinette.”
    marinette: “…what?”
    well shit, adrien thought, the article didn’t tell him what happened after this.
    adrien: “…i know it. your secret… i knew there was something about you that i couldn’t put my finger on.”
    marinette: “…wait, so you know? ohmygodthiscan’tbehappening,ohmygod, how did you figure it out???”
  • adrien wasn’t sure what to do after this point, so like the article said, he leaves her wanting more and nopes the fuck outta there, cha-cha sliding out of the classroom and bolting down the hallway before she could catch him.
  • 3. the sensual look: once a girl is comfortable around you, give her a mischievous look that makes her think. the article (and nino) never really explain what the girl will think about, but adrien totally supports girl empowerment and helping those smart cookies get the best grades and brilliance recognition they deserve. if a mischievous smile is all it takes, then he’s more than happy to help.
  • he flashes her a quirky smirk in Madame Bustier’s lecture, marinette notices and freezes up. he thinks he did it wrong when nino just leans closer and says, “you broke marinette.”
  • adrien apologizes after class and swears he’ll never break her again. marinette just mumbles, “you can break me anytime.”
  • adrien thinks it’s counterproductive. 
  • 4. the surprise wink: whenever you pass her, just wink after you lock eyes, nino says, she won’t expect it and it’ll surprise her but give her the clear and distinct message that you are flirting with her. adrien wants marinette to know he likes her and wants to flirt with he rand wants to date her and just be with her, so he winks every time he gets. 
  • they see each other in class? wink he catches her eyes while they study for physics? wink they talk about madame bustier’s homework? wink she asks him for his opinion on her designs? wink 
  • at first, she giggles. after two weeks, she presents him with a bottle of over-the-counter artificial tears for his “eye twitch.” he stops winking after that and doesn’t talk to nino for the rest of the day.
  • 5. the playful bump: playful actions, like bumping, will definitely make a girl smile. 
  • adrien: “but nino, i could hurt her.”
    nino: “no, my dude, she knows you’re teasing.”
    adrien: “i don’t care if she knows. what if i knock her over?”
    nino: “no, you don’t do it hard, you just–”
    adrien: “what if she falls over and breaks her nose? i don’t wanna break her nose, nino. she has a cute nose.”
    nino: “adrien, you’re not gonna break her–”
    adrien: “niNO
  • 6. the understatement: understate the compliments you give her, okay, okay, adrien can do this. it’s simple.
  • adrien: “marinette, your eyes are blue… like avatar’s skin. just blue.. all over.. it’s great. not the brightest blue, but not the darkest. just blue. you have blue eyes, marinette.”
    marinette: *is speechless*
    nino: “…you nailed that, adrien.”
    adrien: “oh thanks, nino.”
  • 7. the double negative, “i don’t think you’re not beautiful”: 
    adrien: “but i do think she’s beautiful.”
    nino: “i know, you’re telling her that.”
    adrien: “but you just said i don’t think she’s beautiful?”
    nino: “no, no, you said you don’t think she’s not beautiful, so ergo you think she is beautiful.”
    adrien: “…grammar hurts my head, nino.”
    nino: “i know, my dude, i understand.”
  • 8. the sensual tease, tease her for liking you: okay, but adrien doesn’t know if marinette likes him like that? nino swears she does, and alya says so too, but it still makes him feel bad for teasing her. so he doesn’t tease her and just keeps doing stuff like he normally does, like walking her home from school and helping her study physics and giving her advice for her designs and keeping a stash of food for her on the mornings she runs late and he knows she didn’t have breakfast yet.
  • nino rolls his eyes, but adrien doesn’t care. his momma didn’t raise no hooligan. no, if he was going to flirt with marinette, at least he can be a gentleman about it.
  • 9. the moniker: giving her a cute nickname will let her know how special she is. adrien spends a week thinking about it, and nino gives him a few suggestions, but he doesn’t listen. if he’s giving marinette a nickname, it has to be something he does because it’ll let her know she’s special to him.
  • a few days later, he slips up and calls her “princess” because she’s pretty, sweet, smart, likes pink, and is a natural born leader just like a royal. marinette freezes when he calls her that, but she smiles and laughs eventually. she seems to like it, and he keeps doing it. it’s fitting, he supposes, for someone like her. marinette, his princess.
  • does that mean he gets to be her knight?
  • nino calls him a nerd.
  • 10. tell her how you feel: it’s the last step, and adrien agonizes over it for days. it can’t really be as simple as nino makes it out to be, but then again, his best friend has been dating a pretty sweet gal for months, so it obviously worked for him. adrien broods over it for a while, and alya warns him not to ignore marinette for days again, and he swears he isn’t. he’s just trying to find his courage. why oh why is it so much easier to face an akuma with certain death hanging over his head than tell a girl how he really feels?
  • marinette decides to take matters into her own hands, which he isn’t really surprised by because she usually is a head-strong, independent female. what he is surprised by is when ladybug swings into his bedroom window and transforms into marinette right before his very eyes.
  • marinette: “why are you ignoring me? did i do something wrong?”
    adrien: *adrien.exe has stopped working*
    marinette: “…adrien?”
    adrien: “…you’re… ladybug?!”
    marinette: “yeah, i know. you know. we’ve been over this–”
    adrien: “nononoNO, we most certainly haven’t.”
    marinette: *marinette.exe has stopped working*
    adrien: “…marinette?”
    marinette: “I… but you said you knew my secret.”
    adrien: “I WAS BEING VAGUE.”
    marinette: “WHY?!”
    adrien: “IVE BEEN FLIRTING WITH YOU.”
    marinette: “…you have?”
    adrien: “well, i was trying–”
  • plagg: *pops out of adrien’s pocket* “oh, are we trading secrets?”
    tikki: *pops out of marinette’s bag* “I think so?”
    plagg: *holds out paw to marinette* “fine. im plagg, i turn him into chat noir. nice to finally meet you. i’m glad you guys are finally telling each other, it’s been so tiring listening to him mooning over you. do you have any cheese?”
    marinette: “…you’re chat noir?”
    adrien: *dies*

so marinette and adrien are dating now, so in a way he thinks his plan worked? that doesn’t stop marinette from asking him how he thought he’d been flirting, so he tells her nino’s tips. she laughs for a week straight. that’s the last time he ever listens to nino.

an adrien version of this post. some people asked for an adrien version, it’s not directly a sequel, but still another au. just two nerds trying to flirt and failing spectacularly. 

Jamaica

This is a lil something I wrote because I watched BTA and it ruined me…special thanks to @sing-me-a-song-harry for helping me edit and sort it out!! Hope you all like it!! xx B

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The sunlight was blinding, the humidity making your skin sticky and already making your hair nearly unmanageable as you made your way off the tarmac. You squinted and pulled down your shades, your eyes darting everywhere until they landed on a curly head of hair about ten yards from you. Harry was bent over his cell phone, lips rolled into his mouth and a pair of black RayBans holding his hair back from his eyes. He looked as delicious as ever, and you swallowed as you admired the slight tan he’d acquired over the past couple of weeks. Harry had always held a soft spot in your heart; with his killer smile and charming personality, you often wanted nothing more than to get on your knees for him. That sort of thinking wasn’t appropriate though, especially since the pair of you had always been just friends, nothing more. You cleared your throat.
“Harry!” You called and his head popped up, a warm smile on his lips.
”‘Lo, love! ’Ve missed ya, glad yeh decided t'come down.“ His arms wrapped around you, his lips pressing sweetly to your cheek, and you bit your lip as the scent of him flooded your senses. You loved the way he smelled. “Shall we?” Harry reached for your bags, leaving one arm draped casually over your shoulder.
“How’ve you been, H? How’s the writing?” Harry’s dimples deepened, and his eyes sparkled happily. He was well-rested for once, with no dark circles under his clear green eyes, and you smiled up at him as he began to ramble on about his album. Harry talked the entire way to the house he shared with his writing partners, his voice light and hands moving animatedly as he drove. The house itself was gorgeous, and when Harry showed you to your temporary room, you couldn’t help the snort that came from your lips.
“What happened to living modestly hidden in Jamaica?” A shrug and a half smile was his response as he set your bags down. He suddenly seemed close, very close, and his eyes had a new, unreadable look in them.
“’M glad yeh came, love, really. ’S been too long.” Harry gently tucked some of your hair behind your ear and out of your face, his throat bobbing as he swallowed. Your tummy flipped when you watched his eyes dart quickly to your lips. If only he would just lean a little closer…..
“Harry? Y/N?” The pair of you jumped at Jeff’s voice calling through the house, your cheeks heating as Harry scratched the back of his neck.
“Yeh, um…get unpacked and settled, yeah? I think everyone wants t'go out t'night, yeh should go.” Harry turned to leave, his shoulders a little tense, and you frowned.
“Are you not going?” His head turned to look at you over his shoulder and he offered a small smile.
“Yeh know me, love; partying isn’t m'thing, is it?” Then he was out the door, leaving you to mull over going out or not.
Two hours later, everyone but you and Harry filed out of the house, taking all of the loud noise and talking with them. Harry’d taken to sitting by the dining table, a guitar in his hands and a glass of wine sitting in front of him as he strummed quietly.
“Mind if I join you?” His eyes flew to you, his lips curling into a smile. A large hand tunneled through his hair as he looked you over, taking in your pajama shorts and loose tank top. You could’ve sworn a flash of desire sparked in his eyes.
“Not at all. Wine?” He was already pouring you half a glass, sliding it over to you as you took the seat next to him. Thanking him with a nod, you took a sip, your gaze moving to the large windows to admire the view of the beach and beautiful sea beyond it.
“How’s everythin’ in your world? How’s..what’s his name?” You didn’t miss the way his lip curled down in distaste at the mention of your last fling.
“Wouldn’t know. I ended it just after you left…prick was sleeping with two other girls.” A grunt left Harry’s lips as he propped his guitar against the table, his hand coming to rest on your thigh.
“I’m sorry, love. Yeh too good fo’ him anyways.” You shrugged, draining the wine from your glass and setting it back on the table.
“I sure know how to pick them, eh?” A humorless laugh left your lips and Harry frowned, shaking his head.
“’S'alright, pet, he was the one with the problem, not you.” You rolled your head back, still hyper aware of Harry’s warm palm on your thigh, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your bare skin.
“Where are all the good ones, H? The creeps and arseholes are always the ones I attract. Where are all the men like you?” Harry’s brows rose a little, a ball tightening in his stomach. All he’d wanted to do since you’d gotten off the plane was kiss you until your lips were swollen, and now here you were, asking him where men like him were hiding. He shifted a little closer to you, hand tightening on your thigh.
“Men like me?” The words were quiet, unfocused as Harry watched your throat move as you swallowed.
“You know, men who…are real. Who aren’t afraid to let you know what they want. Men who are loyal, good guys. Where do all of you hide out?” Now you were so close to each other that you could feel his warm breath puffing over your cheek. Harry’s tongue swept along his bottom lip, and you longed to kiss him. His fingers edged under the hem of your shorts, goosebumps raising on your skin.
“’M certainly not hidin’, angel.” A crooked smirk tugged at his lips and then Harry leaned in, his pink lips covering yours. You gasped, and it was enough of a space for his tongue to edge out, sweeping along your top lip as if to ask permission. You eagerly gave him more room to work, your hands going to fist in his white t-shirt as his tongue met yours, tentatively brushing over it. When the first tiny whimper bubbled from your throat, Harry pulled back, his forehead pressing against yours.
“D'yeh wan’ this?” Always so good, that was Harry. So, so good all the time. In response, you stood and leaned over him, taking his jaw in your hands and kissing him hotly. A surprised grunt rumbled through him as his hands grasped your hips, pushing you back as he stood. Your backside met the wall, and you moaned as Harry’s hands began to wander. His fingers worked to push your shirt up and over your head, revealing your tummy and chest to him. He tossed your shirt to the floor and his hands moved to cup your breasts over your bra.
“Harry,” you managed, hips bucking into his, moaning again once you felt the hard length of him pressing against your lower body.
“Yeh wet fo’ me? Hm, angel?” Your bra straps were tugged down your arms, and the clasp was undone before your bra joined your tank top on the floor.
“Yes, yes, I’m so wet.” It was true; your panties had been ruined since his hand first landed on your thigh. A growl left Harry’s lips at your words, his dark eyes dropping to your breasts.
“Jesus, pet. S'pretty.” His tongue lapped over one of your nipples, and you let out a garbled moan, your hands tangling in his hair as he wrapped his lips around your breast. Harry’s hips rutted into yours, desperate for any amount of pressure on his aching cock. Your hand slipped down to slide into his loose shorts, easily finding his cock. He groaned against your skin when you circled your hand around his thick length, enjoying the heavy weight of him. Harry worked to yank down your shorts and panties, lips moving heatedly over your exposed skin.
“Christ, darling, feels s'good.” His breath puffed against your collarbones as he thrusted his hips with each stroke of your hand, moaning each time you thumbed the tip of him. Your free hand went to pull down his shorts, thankful for the fact that he tended to go commando, and your mouth watered at the sight of his fully hard cock. It was flushed and pretty, little pearls of precum already beading on his head. “S'nough, pet,” Harry said darkly, one arm going to brace the wall beside your head and the other moving to grasp your thigh to wrap your leg around his hip. “Yeh ready?” He asked as your fingers twisted in the thin material of his shirt. You nodded as Harry mouthed along your jawline and crowded against you, one hand moving to guide himself into you.
“Big!” You gasped, reveling in the burning stretch that came as he buried himself to the hilt. A low, rumbling groan spread through Harry’s chest, his eyes squeezing shut as your walls clenched around him. His lips closed around your earlobe and he began to thrust, hips rutting into yours with smooth, measured strokes. You were so tight and warm around him, taking every inch of him gladly, and Harry was seeing stars by the time a curl of pleasure began to ball in his stomach.
“Yeh feel amazin’, pet…knew yeh would, wanted this fo’ so long.” His neck veins strained as he threw his head back, his words turning into long moans as your walls clenched around him. His thick cock brushed every nerve in you, goading you quickly to your orgasm as his lips lowered to your neck. Harry nibbled at your damp skin, tongue soothing the sting of his bite as you mewled loudly.
“Please, Harry!” You cried, hand slipping up to tug at his hair. Harry growled at the feeling, hips shifting to pound into you. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the otherwise quiet house, and you thanked whoever was watching out for you for sending your friends out of the house for the night.
“Can yeh feel me all up in yeh?” Harry’s hand circled your wrist and led it to rest on your lower belly, where he pressed it down until you could feel the tip of him brushing your walls. A loud moan ripped through you. Filthy. He was absolutely filthy with you, and you couldn’t help the garbled half-sentences that fell from your lips as his fingers went to circle your clit.
“Close! So close, baby, please.” Your voice was strangled as you fought for a decent breath, your throat dry from crying out. Harry’s lips covered yours, swallowing your moans and shouts as he moved faster, his cock beginning to twitch inside of you. The kiss was just as filthy as his words, sloppy and wet, all tongue meeting tongue and lips smacking against lips. Your hands fisted tighter in his shirt and hair as you barreled towards your orgasm, back arching.
“Yeh gonna cum fo’ me? Gonna b'good, pet?” Harry’s tongue licked down your throat and you screwed your eyes shut as he sucked a nipple into his mouth.
“Yes! Yes, I’ll be good, please, please, Harry. I’m so close,” you cried, head rolling back against the wall. Harry grunted in response, the vein that wrapped along the underside of him pulsing with pleasure as he neared his edge.
“Cum,” he puffed against your breast, “cum fo’ me. C'mon, angel, give it t'me.” Your mouth parted in a silent moan as your orgasm broke over you, white flooding your vision. Harry was quick to follow, spurting hot, sticky ropes of his seed deep inside of you. Sweat coated the both of you, and the Jamaican air wasn’t helping, almost suffocatingly hot as you fought for breaths. Harry’s head rested against your collarbones, his softening length still nestled inside of you. You pressed short kisses to his hairline, trembling still, and Harry huffed out a laugh.
“Well tha’s one way t’ welcome yeh.” You let out a shaky laugh as he withdrew, hands coming to cup your cheeks. “’Ve wanted yeh fo’ s'long, love.” A sweet, chaste kiss was pressed to your mouth and you smiled sleepily at him, running a hand through his messy hair.
“Now you’ve got me.” You replied. Harry’s response was a wicked, promising smirk that made heat coil in your belly again.
“C'mon, pet, there’s a king-sized bed with silk sheets that I need t’ see yeh writhing against.” And writhe you did.

All I'm saying is that if you had to ask me who I felt more comfortable being alone with- Moo Bin from "Fight My Way", or Hyun Soo from "Suspicious Partner", I'd pick Hyun Soo. And he stabs people as a hobby.

That’s how fucking horrible Moo Bin is.

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Imagine:

Able to make him do his killer smile

What NCT would give their s/o on Valentine's Day

TAEIL:

Originally posted by sukkeroku

Taeil is a very shy guy, and the idea of getting you something for Valentine’s Day would haunt him. Not because he doesn’t want to, because he wants to get you the perfect gift. He didn’t want to get you something overwhelming neither did he want to get you chocolate because he felt that was too cliché. He would ask Hansol for help but then regret it because Hansol’s ideas were useless and un-romantic, so he would just trust his instincts and buy something that reminded him of you. A necklace. It’s a simple, yet beautiful, necklace with a diamond on it. He felt proud of himself and decided to write you a song so he can sing it for you as he gently puts it around your neck. He would also make you hot chocolate since you both love hot chocolate. You would drink it while you cuddle up watching a movie.

HANSOL:

Originally posted by nakamot0

Hansol would be so #confused he would have no idea what to get you. He would think of getting you a teddy bear but then realize that he doesn’t like that idea. He’d think and think and would come to no conclusion. Finally he would go and ask Yuta. Yuta would give him great ideas but that would make hansol feel worse about himself and have thoughts like “I’m such a bad boyfriend” or “Yuta should be her boyfriend”. Valentine’s Day would be so close and Hansol still didn’t think of a gift he wanted to buy, so he decides to go to a mall and see what type of things people are selling. As he walks through the mall he notices a shop which sells watches. And it finally hit him “I’ll buy her a watch”. He buys you a pretty pastel blue watch with silver stars dangling from it. He gets excited to give it to you on Valentine’s Day and he cant help but smile on his way home. When he gives you the gift, he notices your smile and he feels proud of himself, he knew it wasn’t much but he was sure you don’t mind what he gets you because you would love him anyway.

JOHNNY:

Originally posted by nakamotens

Papa Johns would feel really chill, he would think he has everything planned and that he doesn’t have to worry at all, but when he realizes that valentines day is in two day he would start to panic. He would think “I KNEW WHAT I’D GET HER BUT WHY DID I FORGET” he would come up with ideas of doing something like make you dinner but then again his cooking isn’t the best. He calls his mum in Chicago for help and she tells him to give her a keychain and Johnny liked that idea. He went to the store and bought a custom keychain which says “Be there or be square” and as he was walking he sees a BIG brown teddy bear. He picks it up and examines it when a lady comes up to him and says “It looks like you” and that’s when Johnny was like “Yup this gonna be lit” he bought his gifts and took them home. On Valentine’s he would give you the gifts and you of course would love them and he would say “Yeahhh… I knew it. I even got them a month in advance” and send you a wink. You would spend the day together eating pizza.

TAEYONG:

Originally posted by taeyongd

Taeyong had completely forgotten about Valentine’s Day. He was too busy practicing. You expected him to forget but you knew that he cared and if he wasn’t busy he would’ve spent it with you. Jaehyun asked Taeyong “Hey aren’t you going home yet? Valentine’s Day is almost over” and Taeyong stood there frozen. When Taeyong got home you noticed he looked really sad, you wanted to approach him but you didn’t want to remind him about Valentine’s Day since you knew it would make him sad, so instead you said “Heyyy ty track! Do you want some dinner?” And he shook his head and looked at you with really sad eyes “I’m so sorry” and he took you into a hug. You hugged him back and told him it was okay. You took the gift box from your pocket and gave it to him while looking at your feet. He looked shocked and took it nonetheless. He opened it and his eyes widened with awe “Omo! Y/n you didn’t have to. I feel worse now” you had gotten him a cartier bracelet. You told him it was okay again and you understand that he was busy but he was determined to get you something anyways “Don’t worry I’ll get you something by tomorrow. You’ll love it, now lets go eat dinner” he looked happier and that’s all you cared about. No gift would replace that smile of his. As you eat dinner he would tell you how much he loved you and keep staring at you with a huge smile one his face.

YUTA:

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Yuta would be most prepared. He would have probably been extremely excited about valentines day since a month before. He would have probably had the idea of pranking you by doing something witty and then give you his real gift. Yuta would love you so much he would want to give you everything and anything he can offer. You didn’t want him spending too much but that didn’t stop him anyways. He wanted to buy you more than he did but he knew you would be sad. After all he was just showing his love to you by spoiling you. He had bought you LV sunglasses that he thought would look super hot on you. He also bought a Hermès coat that would keep you warm in the winter. And last but not least he bought you the nicest smelling perfume because he wanted to smell it on you when he hugs you. He knew you were humble and wouldn’t accept it straight away but he didn’t care because he knew you would when he gave you his killer smile. On Valentine’s Day he had his plan set. He gave you a big gift box with a photo of him smiling and doing the peace sign. He saw your genuine smile and was surprised that you were happy with only that. But when he told you he had more you were shocked. And he laughed at how cute you were. You kept telling him it was too much but he would just say “My everything deserves everything” and he shot the killer smile that made you melt on the spot.

TEN:

Originally posted by yoon-to-the-oh

Ten is such a sweetheart. He would want to do the cliché things couples do on Valentine’s Day but not to be cliché, just because he wanted to experience everything with you. Ten noticed you getting excited over valentines however he couldn’t help but feel something wrong. He wanted to make it extra special, he really did but he didn’t know how. Then the thought hit him. What better thing to do than celebrate Valentine’s Day in the place he loved most, with the person he loved most, Thailand. He booked the plane tickets the moment he got home from practice. He was so hyped. He got his bags ready and he got your bags ready and put them in the car. And all that was left was for you to come home. When you did Ten pulled you into a hug and told you that he was talking you on a small trip. You kept asking where he was talking you but all he would say was “somewhere nice”. You gave up and soon after you went to sleep. An hour later your boyfriend woke you up by planting a kiss on your eyes. You blushed at his action as you got out of the car. You were extremely shocked at where you were. The airport. You looked at Ten as he handed the tickets over to you, your jaw dropped and your eyes were popping out of your sockets “I didn’t pack my bags!!” He assured you that he did. When you arrived to Thailand you and Ten spent the best Valentine’s Day ever. He did all the cliché things but it was super fun and adorable to see that side of him. You gave him the gift you bought him which was a set of earrings and he absolutely loved them. When you got back to the hotel you took a shower and got out with a robe. You looked for your clothes but you didn’t find any underwears. You looked at Ten and asked “Did you pack me any undergarments” and he froze. He realized he didn’t. “Dont worry I’ll buy you some” and a smirk appeared on his face.

JAEHYUN:

Originally posted by nctech

Jaehyun is the SWEETEST man ever ever ever. He would be super super SUPER excited for Valentine’s Day. He already bought your gift and organized everything. He would’ve planned to cook you dinner and serve it under the moonlight, sing for you a love song, and last but not least give you his gift. He had cooked meat, spicy pork, ttaekboki and for dessert he will serve peaches and green tea ice cream. For the gift he got you a beautiful set of jewelry. Star diamond earrings with a matching bracelet and necklace. He prepared the a pathway of rose petals from the front door to your balcony so when you enter you would be welcomed with that. And on the balcony there would be a table that served your dinner. As you enter Jaehyun would sing for you and sit you down and when you are done with the delicious meal Jaehyun had prepared he would give you his gift. Jae would make the day end in a very special way. He would fill your backyard with candles in a shape of a heart and in the middle would be a mat to lay on and chocolates shaped as hearts. Jaehyun would make you feel very loved on that special day, since it only comes once a year.

Thigh riding (Woozi)

Smut.


Work had been stressful for you recently, with assignments, meetings and the like piling up one after another, and now that they were all behind (for the time being), all you wanted to do was let go after weeks and weeks of stress and nothing but work, work and work.

So you had decided to go to a club with two of your best friends. It was surprisingly empty for a Friday night, but you didn’t mind: you didn’t particularly enjoy huge masses of people anyway.

Having left your jackets at the cloakroom, you and your friends went straight to the bar and ordered whatever your hearts desired. While enjoying your drinks, you looked around.

“So, Y/N,” one of your friends began and smiled at you. “What do you want to do tonight?”

You looked thoughtful as you sipped your drink, and slowly moved your gaze from the dancefloor to your friend. “Dancing is a must, otherwise I don’t mind as long as it’s fun.”

Your other friend cheered in excitement. “Leave it to us, it’ll be a fun night alright!”

And that it really was - you couldn’t remember having smiled and laughed that much during the past two weeks combined. You talked a lot with your friends, met new people who you had fun with, and like you had wished, danced.

At first, you danced with your friends, but at some point you felt someone bump into you. Upon turning around to look at the person, you were met with a small, embarrassed smile from a guy who pointed behind him. “Sorry, my friends are idiots and thought pushing me into you was a good idea.”

You quirked your eyebrow and looked at the two laughing men behind him, and giggled. “It’s fine, really. I didn’t fall, after all, did I?”

The male grinned. “Luckily, you didn’t. Anyway, my name is Jihoon.”

“I’m Y/N,” you said with a bright smile, and with the song changing into one of your favorites - and a very sensual one, at that - you licked your lips. “Do you want to dance?”

There was something in your gaze and the way you said the words that made Jihoon swallow, but he really didn’t know why he would refuse, especially when he was still slightly bummed at his friends, so he found himself nodding, and soon later, dancing very closely with you.

It almost took you aback how much chemistry there seemed to be with the two of you from early on, even if physical. His body felt toned and all around good as it was pressed against yours and moved along to the rhythm of the music. You danced together for a few songs, during some pressed more closely to each other than you normally would with anyone - yet you wished you could’ve been even closer to him - and during some just having fun and letting go as you moved about, turning around and joking with each other.

Jihoon had unbuttoned some of his dark red button-down by the end of your dances together, and if he had looked attractive before, he looked sinfully gorgeous then. While dancing, you had taken a better look at him, too: he had handsome features, and with his killer smile and shy yet somehow confident aura, he was your type in more ways than one. It was only a plus that he danced well, wasn’t afraid to hold you, and most of all, managed to make you laugh.

After dancing, you found your ways to the bar and started talking more, with drinks in front of you. It was mostly casual chit-chatting with some very flirtatious undertones, and the longer you talked, the touchier your found yourself getting, your hand flying to Jihoon’s arm more and more often, feeling up the slightly defined muscles through the crisp material of his shirt. Not that his hand would’ve left your thigh once it had settled on it, either, though.

Eventually you found yourself leaning closer to him, and when he didn’t do anything to pull away, pressed your lips to his, curious and a bit reserved. However, when Jihoon kissed you back passionately, all reservedness of yours flew out of the window, and your hand on his arm tightened a little.

Some minutes later, Jihoon swallowed and squeezed your leg before turning to look at you, his eyes the slightest bit darker than they had been a bit earlier. “I’m sorry if this sounds pushy, but would you like to just–”

“Take this to your place? Gladly,” you said without waiting for Jihoon to finish his sentence, but judging by the grin that spread to his lips, you concluded you had been correct about where his question was headed to. His hand lingered on your thigh for a while longer, as if he didn’t really want to let go.

“Shall we go, then?” he asked while standing up, and with excitement pooling inside of you, you nodded and followed him to the cloakroom, from where you retrieved your jackets. You sent a message to your friends, who you had been separated from around the time Jihoon bumped into you, and told them that you’d be spending the night with him, just so that they wouldn’t get worried about you at a later time. Not waiting for a reply, you put your phone into your purse and followed Jihoon out of the club, your hand reaching for his while he tried to get the two of you a cab.

“Do you live far?” you inquired when a cab finally pulled by, and opening the door, Jihoon smiled at you.

“Not that far, maybe five, ten minutes away,” he said and motioned for you to get in the car, and so you did. He joined you on the backseat of the cab and gave the driver his address before turning back to you, his hand absentmindedly finding its way to your leg again. You scooted a little closer to Jihoon, placing your hand on his leg, too, and squeezed it.

“You should know I don’t do this very often,” you said quietly and looked into his eyes, just as deep and lustful as your own. Considering you had indeed not done things like that too often, it all felt incredibly good and familiar with him. His lips curved into a smirk as he leaned a bit closer to you.

“Me neither,” he whispered, his eyes slowly falling down to your lips, and all it took was another breath for you to lean in for a kiss, needy from the very second your lips met his.

He replied to the kiss almost immediately, his hand squeezing your thigh and moving slightly higher on it while his other hand found your neck, cupping it gently. You teased his lips with your tongue and grinned when you heard Jihoon sigh, only a moment before he parted his lips and let your tongue into his mouth. Needless to say, things were getting heated, and they got heated fast.

Had it not been for the voice at the backs of your heads nagging at you, reminding that you were in a cab, you would’ve probably gone a lot further than you ended up going, which was nothing but making out with some good caresses over the clothes that allowed you to feel how hard Jihoon was while he felt you up over your clothes, although his fingers did slide under your skirt as well.

“Excuse me, we’ve arrived,” the cab driver said after clearing his throat when the car had indeed stopped, and turned to face you with a disinterested face, as if it was perfectly normal for him to see his customers all over each other on the backseat. Then again, it probably was.

You got off Jihoon’s lap, which you were half on and, giggling, waited for him to pay for the ride before you both got out of the cab. It didn’t take you long to get to his apartment in the sixth floor of the apartment complex, and as soon as he had shut the door behind himself, you found yourself pressed against the wall next to the door.

“Straight to the point,” you said with a grin when you felt Jihoon’s hands on your legs, sliding up them and under your skirt, while his lips latched onto your neck. He hummed, whereas your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of him kissing and sucking lightly on your skin, and with his hands on your ass, it was impossible not to grind into him, if only a little.

“I think we’re both just as impatient,” he chuckled against your neck when he felt you pushing against his crotch, and began trailing kisses a bit lower on your chest. Wetness was pooling between your legs already, and you knew for a fact that Jihoon had been hard for a good while as well. Impatience felt like an understatement, really, because you were downright desperate.

You got your hand in Jihoon’s blond hair and tugged at it lightly, so that he pulled back and looked into your eyes. Biting your lip playfully, you placed your other hand on Jihoon’s chest and began unbuttoning his shirt slowly. “Where’s your couch?”

A grin spread to his lips as he tilted his head to the left, where you figured his living room was located. “It’s right there.”

You just nodded, and instead of saying anything more, pulled him into a kiss from his collar, during which you began stumbling to the living room, desperately trying to get both yourself and him out of your clothes as you went. It was your pleasure to unbutton his shirt until the end and slide it off his arms, because what you were met with was a lot more muscle than you had expected, and you couldn’t help but let your fingers trace down his abs and play with the trail of black hair leading to his boxers.

“That kind of tickles,” Jihoon said with a lopsided grin as he sat down on the couch and pulled you down with him. You chuckled and sat on his lap, looking at him with a sparkle in your eyes.

“Not my problem,” you muttered before slowly closing the distance between your lips, while your hand moved down his stomach to his boxers, where you palmed him through the fabric. Jihoon grunted against your lips and unhooked your strapless bra, and after tossing it away, easily slid his hand into your panties from the back. You jolted at the touch, and when you felt his fingers moving around in your wetness, you moaned, and the sound Jihoon let out wasn’t far from that, either.

“You’re soaked, baby,” he mumbled into the kiss, while you let out a slightly frustrated sound.

“I know, and if you don’t mind, you could do something about it,” you whined, trying to grind against his fingers a little, which in all honesty was incredibly satisfying yet not exactly what you wanted. Sliding your hand into Jihoon’s boxers, you took a firm grip on his cock and stroked it slowly. “God, I really need you to fuck me.”

“I can’t wait to,” Jihoon said with a breathy gasp when your palm went over the head of his length, and continued exploring your wet pussy with his fingers. You spent a while like that, with you stroking him slowly and him being so close to fingering you that eventually you just told him to go for it. While one of his fingers slowly slid into you, you bent down and pulled his boxers down enough for his cock to be free, standing up hard and proud, with some pre-cum smeared around it.

You looked at his length with such adoring hunger that Jihoon couldn’t help but chuckle while his finger moved in and out of you steadily. “That’s all you can think of right now, isn’t it?”

“Pretty much,” you sighed and leaned down, pressing kisses along the shaft in your hand. Jihoon was fairly well endowed, which you were infinitely grateful for, and apparently fit pretty perfectly in your mouth.

Upon feeling you take him into your mouth and your tongue swirling around the head of his length, Jihoon threw his head back and grunted. His voice sounded the slightest bit unsteady as he spoke with another finger teasing your entrance. “That’s a good girl.”

You hummed around him, which prompted another deep grunt from Jihoon that went straight to your core and had you clenching a little around his fingers. When you felt the second finger enter, you let out a satisfied sigh and took as much of him into your mouth as you could before pulling back up, a thin trail of saliva connecting your puffy lips to his cock, glistening with the mix of your saliva and his pre-cum.

Jihoon’s gaze was almost burning when you looked at him, and his fingers never ceased moving inside of you. You were certain your juices were just about everywhere at that point, but he didn’t seem to mind.

Suddenly his eyes widened, and his fingers came to a halt. You frowned a little. “…I forgot I ran out of condoms.”

It felt like a rough blow of cold wind straight into your face, and you found yourself blinking. “Are you saying you have none?”

Jihoon seemed a bit embarrassed as he nodded, although it was obvious he was just as disappointed as you were. “Do you have any?”

“No,” you sighed heavily, and once Jihoon had pulled his fingers out, moved to sit next to him on the couch, the dark leather of it cool against your warm skin. “I wasn’t planning for this to happen, and I’ve been too busy lately to even think about keeping one in my bag.”

For a moment you sat silently, you with your arms slightly crossed by your chest and Jihoon with his hand on your leg, his thumb rubbing circles into it. He hummed, and you felt his hand move up your leg slowly. “Well… I know we were both looking forward to something else, but we could still do other stuff.”

By the end of his sentence, Jihoon’s hand was already on your crotch, and you couldn’t help but buck against it, desperate for the friction. You uncrossed your arms and placed one hand on the couch and another on Jihoon’s hand, giving him a small grin. “I like the sound of that.”

You got out of your panties, which left you naked, and got Jihoon’s boxers off him, too. Standing on your knees above his lap, you ran your fingers through his hair and looked down at him, straight in the eye, practically eye-fucking him, while his finger massaged your clit in slow, utterly satisfying circles, with you slowly grinding into his finger.

Jihoon chuckled, half-joking as he spoke. “If you want to ride something, I do have two thighs.”

You froze for a second, then let your eyes fall down to his legs - a quiet gasp left your lips when you saw just how nice those two thighs happened to be. “Well, if you don’t mind…”

He just shook his head with a lopsided grin while you moved about until his left thigh was between your legs and you were lowering yourself onto it with Jihoon’s hand on your hip. “Just go for it, baby.”

And you did, moaning as your wet pussy met his cool thigh and you moved for the first time. It was just the friction you needed. He watched you in curiosity, taking in just how swiftly your hips were moving and how erect your nipples were right on his face level, which was also why he was unable to hold himself back when he brought his lips to your breasts and began kissing them.

“That feels good,” you mumbled through your quiet moans as you continued grinding on his thigh at a steady pace, the feeling of his lips moving on your breasts and wrapping around your nipple every now and then only making you that much wetter and needier.

“That was the point,” Jihoon muttered into your skin and continued giving your breasts the kind of attention that infinitely fueled your desire.

You loved the way his thigh felt against you: the way Jihoon would occasionally tensen it so that it felt more solid; the way your clit rubbed into it; the way it was just that much better than using an inanimate object, even if you couldn’t really compare them in the first place. On occasion Jihoon would also shake his leg a little, which always had your breath hitching and your nails digging into his shoulders.

And just as much, he loved watching you, knowing it was his thigh giving you so much pleasure, and especially when it was something he did that clearly made you feel good, he felt a surge of pride inside of him. Naturally it was also something he greatly appreciated that you looked incredibly hot while so needy and so open about it (although he had thought you were hot for the whole night).

From the corner of your eye, you could see his hand start to move closer to his cock, but you grinned and took a hold of it before he could. He gave you a surprised look, but you merely shook your head with a small, playful smirk taking over your features. “Let me.”

He definitely didn’t mind, and so you began stroking him more or less in time with your movements on his leg, and felt his fingers dig a little into your hips as his breathing grew heavier.

“Holy fuck,” Jihoon hissed and let his head fall back and his eyes fall shut while he was overcome with pleasure, both from being touched by you and knowing just how horny you were, right on his lap. Your hand felt heavenly on his length, soft skin on soft skin, and whenever your thumb gently slid over the head of his cock or dipped into the slit, his hips bucked up a little, also resulting in his thigh rubbing into your pussy in a completely new way.

You grinned at his reaction, which he was so obviously unable to hold back, and let your forehead fall against his shoulder as you rode his thigh desperately, your body jolting whenever your clit got just the right kind of a rub. As you got closer to your orgasm, further assisted by Jihoon’s hands that were roaming on your body, it was impossible for you to be quiet. Jihoon’s lips spread to a grin when he could hear the quiet, breathy “Yes”es coming from you and felt your hand get sloppier on his cock.

“Let me help you out a little,” he said, voice raspy and deep, and slid one of his hands down from where it had been on your breast, all the way down to your crotch. You bit down on your lower lip with a whimper when his forefinger pressed into your swollen, sensitive clit, and began massaging it in fast circles.

But it wasn’t enough for you, which Jihoon learned when you, with the most commanding tone you could muster (which in all honesty wasn’t that difficult when you were so close to and so desperate to come), told him to finger you instead.

His hips bucked up at your command, and he for the first time moaned at the feeling of himself moving in your fist. Jihoon moved his hand from your front to your back, and when you adjusted your hips a little, he easily caught some of your wetness to his fingers before easing the first, and soon the second finger into you.

And oh how badly he wished it was his cock inside of you instead, because that was just how temptingly hot and wet you were.

With Jihoon’s fingers moving inside of you fluidly, riding his thigh felt even better. You could barely hold your moans back at all at that point, and instead you allowed the pending orgasm finally start washing over you, while you also stroked Jihoon with a delicious twist of your wrist.

“I’m coming,” you were able to whimper into Jihoon’s shoulder right as you felt the knot in the pit of your stomach open and your core clenching around his fingers, your legs shutting a little by instinct as you released. It was that, joined by your palm moving on the head of his cock, that had Jihoon ejaculating soon, too, his cum covering your fingers and some of his lower stomach while he let out a long, satisfied grunt.

“That was,” he breathed, slowly sliding his fingers out of you and sucking them clean with an approving hum, grinning a bit tiredly afterwards, “a lot better than expected, after the condom catastrophe.”

“It was,” you chuckled and remained in place, slowly moving your hand from Jihoon’s cock to your mouth before licking it clean from his release, his eyes following you intently.

You were panting as you leaned into him, your legs shaky underneath you and your pussy quivering against his sticky thigh. Jihoon stroked your back absentmindedly, and you loved the way it felt. When you had caught your breath, you swallowed. “So… is this a one night kind of a thing, or…”

Jihoon chuckled, at which you pulled back so that you could see his face. His eyes scanned you, and at the end he quirked his eyebrow meaningfully. “Not to be disgusting or anything, but I still want to nail you, so I’m hoping for at least a two night kind of a thing.”

It was impossible not to smile at his comment, so your lips curved into a wide smile as you stroked his hair with your fingers. “You’re lucky the feeling is mutual, because otherwise that wouldn’t have sounded good at all.”

He shrugged and grinned, and you leaned down to kiss him, right on time to hear the wall clock of one of his neighbor’s hit 2am.

“Can I sleep over?” you asked quietly, your forehead resting against Jihoon’s, and felt him smile against your lips.

“I don’t mind.”


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43. “Squeeze my hand if you can hear me”  Dan.

Hello, Love bugs! 

Dan X Reader

Warnings- Smut. Also this is a really long one.


Saying you hate crowds would be considered an understatement.You could never put it into words. It’s so much more than just people forgetting what personal space is. It’s even more than the thought of everyone looking at you thinking you’re strange. It’s an immense feeling in the pit of your stomach that tightens. It’s the way you feel your breathing changing to a more shallow breath. Dan understood how you feel in crowds and has always tried his hardest to help you through any emotions you were feeling. Today was an extra stressful day as you were not only in a crowd of strangers but it was a crowd of Dan’s family. 

“They will love you just as much as I love you.” That was easy for Dan to say. He wasn’t the one who was meeting a bunch of new people who were for sure judging you to see if you were right for there Dan.

 "What if they don’t. What if your aunt thinks I’m wrong for you and tells your mum and your mum tells your grandma and then she will hate me and then I will never be able to be with you because I can’t make you choose between myself and your family.“ Dan kisses you softly to try and get you to shut up for even just a second.

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Nct 127+Kun,Ten's reaction to their s/o cuddling with them

Request: Hello~ Can I have a reaction from 127+ Kun&Ten to when their girlfriend is being super cute and loves cuddling up to them just because he likes to? Thank you boo~

A/N: this whole post is so fluffy and just jskdks, i’m emo omg ahh,, hope you enjoy reading!!

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Taeil:

As someone really soft and is a literal cinnamon bun, he’d blush immediately and have this shy but bright smile on his face. He’d let you wrap your arms around his body and wouldn’t say much, his hands rubbing your back slowly as you lay your head on his chest. Steals small little pecks on your forehead as well and gets really gentle and calm.

Originally posted by taeiljaeh

Johnny:

Smol excited giant kid!! Would giggle to himself a lot and hug you tightly too, calling you cute. Sometimes he loves teasing you too, “I see someone’s being clingy today”, but highkey loves it himself, he hopes that you do it to him everyday. Rests his head on top of yours and his arms would never leave your body, and he always waits for you to fall asleep first before he does.

Originally posted by nctmark

Taeyong:

Doesn’t show it as often but he loves it a lot. Most of the time he acts cool and would just give you a small smile, pulling you in to a small hug without saying much, but on other days when he"s feeling super clingy and affectionate he gives a really bright smile and would even whine too, pulling you as close as he can to himself, snuggling his face in your hair. Turns into a literal softie too when he hugs you.

Originally posted by nakamotens

Yuta:

Takes advantage of the situation and changes the whole purpose and perspective, “Babe are you hinting something *smirks and lifts up the hem of his shirt*”, but mainly because he loves teasing you and seeing your shocked expression. But most of time he gives you his big and healing killer smile, and hugs you so tightly you have difficulty breathing. As someone who loves cuddling and hugging, he’s also the one suggesting to do it instead of you tbh.

Originally posted by baeirens

Kun:

Is really sweet about it and never forgets to say “I love you” every time you take the initiative to hug/cuddle him. Like Taeil, he lets you do whatever you need to as he smiles at you lovingly and proudly, his arms wrapped warmly around yours. Although both of you don’t have much conversation while cuddling, it never fails to calm you down or cheer you up because just being with him is enough. (i miss him sm what are you doing)

Originally posted by nakamot0

Doyoung:

Found it really cute and would always give in to you because only you have the power to make him weak. He loves giving you small little kisses on your cheeks/forehead, and sometimes on the lips, as he stares at you in admiration. Sometimes, he’d even sing some songs for/to you, as his hands pat your back slowly. Although he doesn’t tell you often, he shows his love and affection by his actions and isn’t afraid to shower you with kisses and hugs.

Originally posted by nctinfo

Ten:

Like Johnny, another small excited child. Would blush a little as you hug him, but most of the time he’s too busy giggling and laughing so you don’t pay attention. He loves it so much, he whines and complains when you don’t cuddle with him at days, “Babe do you not love me anymore? Where’s my hug”. Loves wrapping his legs around/on top of yours and resting his head on yours.

Originally posted by sichengz

Jaehyun:

He looks forward to this time of the day most of the day and would always pull you close to himself when you start hugging him. Gives his innocent and bright cute smile and giggle too, saying out small little random sweet words to you, “You smell nice today”, “You’re so cute”. He loves playing with your body (it sounds so wrong but no), like twirling your hair, poking your cheeks and rubbing your back.

Originally posted by jihansoul94

WinWin:

Another soft bun, he’d smile immediately and blush a lot whenever you hug him, his head resting on top of your head or shoulders. He doesn’t talk much but loves giving you small little pecks on your cheek, and calling you cute or beautiful. He’s so comfortable in the position he’d probably alays fall asleep first, his arm still wrapped around your waist.

Originally posted by 1jeonquk

Mark:

Blushes like mad!!! And becomes so flustered and shy, he doesn’t say anything and lets you hug him. His arms would awkwardly find their way around your waist, and you’d see him giggle slightly to himself too. Would probably hum a song to you and play with your hair, his cheeks still flushed red. Only sometimes though, he’d kiss your forehead and whisper a small “i love you” to you.

Originally posted by taei

Haechan:

Becomes a koala bear and doesn’t let go of you at all. Probably smiles to himself throughout the whole time and whines even when you move away a little. Loves pinching your cheek and smiling to himself after, his own cheeks turning into a bright shade of pink. The only time where he doesn’t tease you and becomes a sweet and soft bun, saying sweet words to you, “you’re so beautiful today, i love you”

Originally posted by donghyukslee

Made In the USA

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Word count: 3390

Warnings: Language, implied smut, so fluffy it will probably give you diabetes!

Request: based off the song “Made In the USA by Demi Lovato” from @padackles2010 for my 300 follower celebration! I know I am horrible! but this fic, it had so many paths it could have taken and I would put money on starting over 30 times until finally settling on something that wasn’t complete garbage. The song talks more about a relationship, not caring what people think but I decided to take a different approach, you will see and hopefully understand what I heard after listening to the song for the millionth time. A huge thanks to @avasmommy224 for putting up with my rambling on this fic, her advice really helped shape it into the idea it became! oh and also being an amazing beta!

hope yall enjoy! I’m up for a part 2 if enough people are into it. thanks again for reading yall :) ♥♥♥

Growing up in Garfield, TX was one of the best experiences in your life and you wouldn’t trade the path your life has brought you on or the path that Garfield was responsible for. The small town was located just outside of Austin, trips to and from the city as a child was always exciting and when your mom ended up with a job there, you thought it was the coolest thing on the planet.

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whisperingshade22  asked:

Yay requests are open!! Okay so what if MC felt really sweet one day and decided to cook for RFA+ V and Saeran. But... there's a catch. She is REALLY bad at cooking. Like, horrible. And she just didn't know it. How would everyone react to the food? Who would let her down easy and who would just be really freaking blunt? Haha, hopefully I got this in on time. Thought this would be cute and funny. Thank you!! ❤❤❤ Love your writing~

It took a while for me to answer, but it’s finally here, as I promised, honey!

Hope this is what you wanted! ^^

RFA + Saeran and V with a MC who’s terrible at cooking

Zen

  • Look, he never, ever tasted brick before, but he’s pretty sure that’s the taste of it as he chews this… what is he chewing?
  • Okay, Zenny, time to show what a great acting is all about. If he can make it here, he can make it anywhere.
  • As he eats this, he wonders how such an adorable person like you can be responsible for something like this… please, somebody tell him what is this.
  • And seeing such a beautiful and pride smile coming from you, all he can do is swallow and smile… PAINFULLY!
  • “Oh Zenny, did you like it? Can I serve you some more?” “Sure, babe, let me just grab a beer first, I think this… meal goes great with beer.”
  • Beer, whisky, vodka… anything with alcohol enough to make him bear this until you reward him with the most adorable smile he has ever seen.

Yoosung

  • Okay, let’s gather around to watch the moment Yoosung finally feels confident about his cooking skills
  • Because maybe he isn’t that good, but YOU… you are in a completely different level!
  • Remember his omurice with a distorted face? He can’t even tell what you tried to draw with the ketchup.
  • “I loved the ketchup horse, MC.” “It’s a star!” Oh… “Because you’re a shooting star, right?” Ohhhh shit, you’re just too adorable.
  • Okay, guess he’ll have to teach you a thing or two about cooking.
  • If… he survives after he eats this. #prayforyoosungkim

Jaehee

  • Oh Jesus… why are you doing this to her?
  • You can’t just smile so sweetly and put something that she assumes it was supposed to be a cake in front of her
  • She appreciates the effort, but… it’s bad, it’s just… really bad.
  • “So, do you think the taste of coffee is too strong on this?” “You can barely feel it.” It’s not a lie, this doesn’t taste like coffee, it tastes like… all of her fears coming to haunt her.
  • Well, there’s a reason why you don’t handle the baking in the cafe.
  • As a cooker, you’re a great barista. Let’s keep it like this for now, okay?

Jumin

  • This man has a personal chef for every meal he ever tasted in his life, he doesn’t know what is bad food
  • So he doesn’t realize this is bad, he thinks this is… exotic, peculiar, a commoner’s thing he needs to learn how to appreciate it.
  • But… HE. CAN’T! You told him this was a desert, but it doesn’t taste sweet at all!
  • “Jumin, I think I made a mistake…” “I don’t see how this is possible, but how come, darling?” “I think I used cat food in this, that’s why it’s blue.” He… doesn’t see the connection, but at least he got an explanation for the taste.
  • And… it happens that is the perfect excuse. “I see… so let’s give it to Elizabeth the 3rd, I’m sure she’ll like it.” He’s not lying, he’s pretty sure this will suit her taste.
  • CALL. THE. VET! She looks nauseous just with the smell of it.

Saeyoung

  • As he chews this and forces himself to swallow, something clicks inside his mind: he has the perfect weapon in his hands.
  • Your killer (figuratively) adorable smile + your killer (maybe literally) cooking skills = the most epic pranks ever.
  • “This is amazing, MC! Hey, why don’t you do a portion of that for Jumin, Yoosung and Zen, huh?”
  • And he is delighting himself as none of these guys has balls to tell you this is awful because your smile is too cute and nobody wants to hurt your feelings.
  • “That was fun, MC. But I have to be honest, you… are not that good at cooking.” He’s waiting for a shocked expression, but instead he gains a smirk “I know.”
  • Scared? Feeling like an idiot? No, he’s proud… the student has become the master in pranks.

Saeran

  • He looks at the plate and is all like… shiiiit this woman is into some gory stuff, huh? That’s why I love her.
  • But as he eats it, he’s starting to think maybe you hate him, why are you trying to poison him like this?
  • Then he sees you smiling and looking at him with so much excitement and… oh, poor thing. You have no idea how awful this is.
  • “This is good. Here, have some.” He makes you eat it and… okay, now you realize that is possible to make something taste raw and burnt at the same time.
  • “Oh, yeah, this is good. Why don’t you eat a little more, then?”  and now this is a game of who will give up first and admit this is garbage.
  • May the odds be forever in your favor, he ain’t giving up.

V

  • No, this isn’t bad.
  • He loves it, he’s grateful you put so much effort in something for him, so he eats with a smile in his face.
  • And plot twist: he’s not faking it!
  • You sound so happy! So he asks for more and has a feast out of this… spaghetti? Who knows?
  • “This is great just like you, my love. Can you teach me how to do that?” he does exactly like you say. You prove it and it tastes awful!
  •  But since he did it, you’ll eat everything and ask for more. 
❝ Do you like me? ❞

Plot: You and jimin were close friends and one day you went to their concert and in the middle he gives you a shoutout then gets you up on stage and confesses and you agree and he gives you a kiss. 

Pairing: JiminxReader

Words count: 1,6k+

Genre: Fluffy 

For @rajwah12345, I hope you like it! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥

You were in the front that evening, you wouldn’t have lost his concert for no reason. The screams of the other fans around you continued to make you move even more, the adrenaline rushing through your veins and the wonderful feeling of realizing a dream.

Being friends with Jimin was not easy, but it was worth it. Not for the concerts you were invited or gifts that he made you, but because despite his busy schedule, he was always on time for you.

And it was for that reason that you started to have feelings for him.

Although you continued to scold you, because you had no time for love, you weren’t able to stop your heart from falling completely at the mercy of Park Jimin.

Next to you one of the fans shook your hands, returning you to the reality, and you smiled eagerly, starting to sing “Silver Spoon”. One of your favorite songs and you used always to charge of energies before an exam.

The song shortly fell through and the stage was darkened, making up the crowd a huge “Oh” of pure excitement.

The first few notes of “Lie” took everyone by surprise, while you frantically lightened your lighstick and began to move in time with all the other fans.

See him on stage was always a treat, his solo would be the death of you and you were slowly preparing.

A spotlight came on suddenly, illuminating a total blank Jimin, provoking you chils who traveled with malice your whole body and stood into your core.  

That man was perfect and you kept to keep those thoughts to yourself, too afraid to ruin your friendship.

And your eyes met, his smile wide and gentle for a moment outlined on his blossom lips and you seemed it was only for you.

Then his expression changed completely and became mysterious, sensual and pretty damn exciting.

Park Jimin knew how to turn on thousands of fans, including you.

                                            ____

Speech’s final moment had arrived but all you would have wanted that that concert last forever. Your screams of encouragement, mixed together with those of the other fans, continued to bring a smile to all seven while Jimin’s gaze was on you, since Seokjin had started talking.

He did not let yours a second and you couldn’t help but smile, showing more faces upturned thumbs. You were proud of that man and every way was right to make him understand.

Jimin finally took the mic and began to thank his fans and everyone who had permission to him to be there at that time. It was only when you hear your name echoed thanks to the mic you realize that something wasn’t going the right way.

Namjoon and Yoongi were doing whistles of encouragement, while Taehyung with Jungkook pretended to silence the crowd with movements incredibly stupid that served only to make them laugh even more.

“Y/N, why don’t you answer? Come on up here, I’ve to tell you something! ”

“W-Who? M-Me? ” You murmured totally shocked, watching the girl next to you.

“If your name is like that..Yes, it’s you. ” She pointed out, hiding a pinch of jealousy.

Without realising you were on the stage, while Hoseok and Seokjin raise you from your both hands, giving you a hug that takes your breath away.

“Waaaaah our Y/N is really beautiful tonight, huh, ARMY???” Namjoon shouted, making you blush all over your face. “We’re happy to see you here, especially our Jimin-ah”

“Me too..” You hummed embarrassed, approaching and reaching Jimin, who kept smiling upon you with that killer smile. His eyes completely disappeared and the joy to see you painted on each stroke of that perfect face.

“You look absolutely beautiful tonight, Y/N”

“Only tonight?”

Your joke, echoed into the mic that Taehyung placidly kept near your lips, blowed up the crowd laughing and that sound calmed you.  

You could not understand why Jimin asked you to go on stage, when he was well aware of your innate shyness.

“You’re right, you’re beautiful.” He whispered soothingly, taking both of your hands and making you walk towards him.

Your heart, meanwhile, had begun to beat at a frantic pace so much that seemed to be about to explode.

“What… Why did you made me get on stage? ”

“Because I have to tell you something, Y/N” he began to whisper into the mic, despite the embarrassment he felt and you could see it from his shy smile. “We know each other for nearly four years, right?”

“Yes Jimin. We met when you spilled coffee on my Super Junior’s tshirt. ”

“I still feel guilty. I hope Super Junior sumbeanim don’t hate me for this. ”

A further burst of laughter lit up the crowd and you smiled slightly and began to tremble with excitement that kept increasing.

His hands were strong on your and you noticed that his thumbs had started moving slowly on your skin, provoking you goosebumps of pleasure.

“Yeah.. ” He returned earnest, making another step toward you. “I made the worst impression of my life that day, with you.. Yet you were so nice that I immediately felt the desire to see you again. So we became friends but… ” He continued and you held your breath, while a total silence fell over the arena.

“B-BUT…?” Was your whisper stammered, not noticing of other’s amused expressions around you.

“Well.. Look at yourself, Y/N. You’re beautiful… But you look gorgeous in ways that I can’t describe. Of course you’ve horrible habits like leaving your bras scattered everywhere and come to your house for me is always an achievement. But there’s nobody else who makes me feel like you do. ”

“Constantly angry and frustrated because I’m lower than you just for a centimeter?”

“Even that..”

“Jimin.. I don’t understand … ”

“Maybe if I do this you can understand.” He whispered and cupped your face into his hands, coming closer to you completely. “Also because I want to do this for months.”

You had no time to react, his warm, soft and moist full lips were already on yours, slightly parted in surprise. Your eyes widened when he began to kiss you gently, sliding one hand from your cheek fin on your side, moving you totally against his body.

Your legs started to get weak in the knees while he kept moving his lips on yours and finally you began to reciprocate, letting your tongues, shy and almost embarrassed, slightly touched making that kiss even more intimate.

You seemed almost to be alone with him and not in front of a full crowd, a crowd at that moment began screaming and applauding.

“Guys, I understand that you’re enjoying the moment but maybe… this… later…” Seokjin’s voice, obviously in a joking way, fully back you to reality.

With a shove you moved Jimin away from you, who burst out laughing seeing redness wrap your cheeks violently. Immediately you went to hide behind Namjoon, much higher than you while Taehyung ran to hug you shouting “CUTE, CUTE, CUTE, CUTE”.

“What are you doing, I kiss you and you hide behind my Hyung?” Asked an amused Jimin, approaching his Hyung and trying to grab you in any way.

“YOU KISSED ME IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!”

“Because I like you Y/N and was tired of waiting!”

“I don’t want to be the odd man out, guyyyyyys!”  Namjoon yelled, while you kept to remain hidden behind him, Taehyung attacked by your side like a koala.

“Can you come here? I just want to hug you, Y/N. Taehyung let her go or I’ll hurt you! ”

“BUT SHE’S SO CUTE!”

“LET HER GO!”

Sighing you left drive from Tae, you walked away from the secure hiding that were Joon’s shoulders, and he released his grip on you. Jimin’s arms wrapped you immediately and you instinctively hid your face against his neck, to avoid the huge embarrassment you felt at that time.

“So Jimin-ah, what did you want to ask her? We’re all curious!” Yoongi Pressed Jimin e you cursed him mentally because you were practicing so much embarrassment to get enough for a lifetime.

“Y/N… I know it will be difficult. But I would very much like you to be my girlfriend. ”

“I.. ”

“All I do is think of you Y/N, please. Give me a chance. ”

“I was going to say that you’re smothering me Jimin, but it’s obvious that I’m going to give you a chance. Even a thousand if you ask. ”

His face turned away from yours and looked to you carefully, completely surprised by your response.

For you, years later, that moment seemed only a dream and the fear of waking up was so much, because you didn’t want to lose what you were feeling.

“Really?”

“To tell you the truth… I’ve a crush on you for a long time, Jimin… ” You whispered in tight lips, awestruck by the crowd that had their eyes on you.

“IT’S INCREDIBLE ARMY, JIMIN WAS SO STUPID TO WAIT BECAUSE HE THOUGHT HE HAD’T CHANCE, INSTEAD Y/N HAS JUST ADMITTED TO HAVING A CRUSH, YOOOOO!”

“HYUNG!!”

“Sorry Jimin-ah” Yoongi and Hoseok excused themselves in unison, without the slightest trace of remorse onto his face or voice.

“Do you like me?” He asked more upset than you, taking to caress your cheek gently.

“Jimin.. It would be nearly impossible don’t have a crush on you. ”

Is that a doggy smile I see?

The internet loves photos of ‘smiling’ dogs.  But is that dog really happy, and how can you tell? It’s important to know the difference between a stressed dog, an overstimulated dog, and a happy dog - both for your own safety and so that you’re not sharing incorrect information that could get someone else hurt. Before you scroll down, stop and think for a second - what do you think a happy dog’s face looks like?

If you answered soft eyes, slack mouth and lolling tongue, you’re right! Unfortunately, because we’re primates, humans are cued to see tension around the lips and exposed teeth as a ‘smile’ - and in dog language, that means something totally different. A quick google search for ‘smiling dog’ pulls up these:

None of these are happy dogs. All show signs of stress. The signs to look for are tension around the lips/edge of the mouth, nose wrinkles, bared teeth, hard or squinted eyes, ears held farther back on the head, and overall tension. The last photo is probably an appeasement behavior, and the second is definitely fear with a potential for aggression.

Let’s look at some dogs showing happy smiles! Here’s the first google image for happy dog that I got:

Much better. Doesn’t that look like a happy animal? The skin around the mouth is relaxed, the mouth is open, the eyes are soft and there’s no tension in the face.

Now let’s look at some slightly more complicated examples, starring angerinyourbones‘s Spike and zookeeping‘s Ace. It’s important to know the animal you’re viewing when you try to figure out if it’s happy, because each animal uses different body language.

Here’s a great photo of Ace being super happy and smiling:

Erect ears, soft eyes, soft edges of the mouth (even though it’s open because he’s panting, they’re not pulled back tightly), loose face, hanging tongue without tension. In contrast, here’s Ace when he’s very overheated, but still smiley and happy. You can see that his face is still pretty soft even though it’s stretched because he’s panting hard.

Contrast that with this last photo of Ace below - this face isn’t a smile. Note how much tension there is in his face, especially around the eyes and the corners of the mouth. The tongue is pretty tense, too. Zookeeping describes this photo as him being overstimulated and very intense, fixated on her hand.

So that’s a good examples of how different dogs show stress/intensity/smiles differently. Lots of people would say that the third photo of Ace is a smile and the 2nd might be stressed, but it’s actually flipped. Remember - the more tense the muscle of the face, the less likely it is to be a smile.

Let’s contrast this with Spike! Here’s a great photo of him being fucking adorable and smiley.

Notice the soft eyes and face and lolling tongue.

Now compare that to the photo below. In the second photo, his tongue is lolling more but there’s also a little more tension around his eyes and pulling back the corners of his mouth. This isn’t a doggy smile, it’s a combination of overheating and stress. My big giveaway on calling that is looking how far back the corners of his mouth are pulled, because it’s more tension than would be necessary with his mouth open to pant that way.

Here’s a photo of Spike when he’s just plain overheated and not stressed - you can see how his face is a lot softer than the photo above, and there’s not as much tension in his lips.

This concludes dog smiles 101! Basically, look for soft features and a loose tongue. Check to see if the amount of tension around the lips is about the amount needed for how open the mouth is (and it’s not a smile if the mouth is closed). Eyes should be soft, ears should be wherever they normally sit on the dog’s head when it’s active and alert.

I’ll leave you with a photo of my surrogate baby, Avalanche, and his killer smile.