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TEXTS FROM DARK AND ANTI: Part 45 (part 1?)

Okay clearly I deviated from the prompt a little bit, but I thought it’d be more fun to have present-day Dark and Anti pose as a teenage prom couple than do an AU where they’re already teenagers. I’ll probably do a part 2 to this where they’re actually at prom if people are interested.

EDIT: I just realized I posted the wrong anon prompt for this one, idk how this happened and I know for a fact I no longer have the actual prompt someone messaged me. It was basically Dark and Anti talking about prom (aka the high school AU nobody asked for :D) and I’m really sorry I fucked this up/don’t have the original prompt but the credit goes to the blogger who sent it to me.

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Fate, Destiny, Whatever. (Lin x Reader)

Word Count: 24,698

Warnings: Smut ‘n swears

Authors Note: Yo, I’m really proud of this fic y’all. I know it’s long but it would mean the world to me if you could just take some time out of your day to read it it. I would honestly mean so much. Feedback would also be greatly appreciated, let me know what you thought!! also shout out to @adolescenthowell FOR LITERALLY HAVING TO DEAL WITH ME COMPLAIN ABOUT CLOSURE FOR THE PAST LIKE 3 WEEKS TO NO AVAIL. WE QUOTED ALOT OF THOSE LATE NIGHT CONVOS. LOVE U.

Summary: Lin’s convinced you and him are soulmates, but you believe you’ve only found your way to him by a coincidence. Would you have found your way to him if you had met him in a different time all together? Was it fate? Was it destiny? Or was it whatever?

Requests: nothin but my own noggin

Tags: @hamilton-noodles

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“Honey!” Lin called from down the hall.

“What?” you yelled back, eyes not moving from your laptop.

“Come and look at these.” You heard your husband’s voice strain, and you cracked a smile before closing your laptop.

You walked down the hall to his office. You were fully expecting him to show you a new melody, or a rap; instead you were greeted with him sitting on his floor, an array of photo albums spread around him and loose polaroids and pictures scattered all around the floor.

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everything of interest (that i can remember) from the class panel at mcm midlands

- i asked if they’d read any of patrick ness’ books before they got the role (made that question up on the spot whoops) and apparently they hadn’t but greg’s friends had and when he told them they ‘wanted to punch him’
- when fady auditioned he thought he only had to do the prom scene, but it turned out he had to do 6 other scenes, so he sat in the car desperately trying to learn his lines
- gregs favourite scene to shoot was the ‘love scene’ with charlie and matteusz (he said something like ‘if you’re gonna do it, do it with someone like jordan renzo’ and i just. beautiful.)
- fadys favourite line was ‘how many knobs does he have?’
- someone asked if they got to take home any props and fady said about a free tardis hoodie and a dalek alarm clock that he got and then greg said ‘ive never stolen any props-’ and fady thought that greg thought he’d stolen the props it was amazing
- greg loves how fady says 'mate’ and apparently always tries to copy it, and he was really pleased when the 'thats a really specialised fetish, mate’ line made it in
- both of them have only read joyride (which means that technically i know more about class than they do lol)
- gregs only ever cosplay was L from deathnote at london comic con when he was 19, and it was 'really easy cause all it was was a black wig and a white t shirt’. unfortunately the tech guys didnt find the photo
- the only time there was any argument between the cast was during the filming of detained, 'especially between vivian and jordan’, because 'that kind of environment breeds that sort of thing’ and im like. if that doesn’t sum up detained idk what does.
- fady said that his favourite character other than ram was quill and greg got really offended
- greg said dorothea because 'well i cant pick ram now’ (and @evilqueenofgallifrey he did say thee-a or thay-a but i can’t remember which)
- neither of them know about season 2 and they are just as pained as us about it

Imagine going to prom with Robin!Jason Todd

Sorry I was talking about prom with a friend and this happened (Jason and you in this is about 16/17)

  • Jason realizing that prom is coming up when he see all the prom proposals going on
  • Jason wanting to ask you
  • Before Bruce adopted him Jason thought he would never go to prom.
  • Going to Bruce first for ideas to ask you to prom (then realizing that Bruce didn’t go to prom)
  • Then going to Alfred
  • “Master Jason I don’t understand why you just ask Mr/Ms.(l/n).”
  • “Alf, you’re a genius! Thank you!” “You welcome Master Jason.”
  • Jason talk about how he is going to ask you to Dick during patrol
  • Jason come to school earlier than his usually time to get ready
  • His hands are shaking as he walks towards you
  • “Y/N can I ask you something? Alone?”
  • You say yes as You follow him into an empty classroom
  • “I was wondering..” Jason starts to play with his hands “…if you would like to go to prom with me? I understand if you don’t want to go with me or if you are going with someone else…”
  • You smiling at him as you answer him “I would love to go with you.”
  • His eyes light up like a kid on Christmas
  • As soon as Jason gets home he tell Alfred
  • “Congratulations Master Jason.”
  • Alfred taking Jason tux shopping
  • “A Wayne must look his best, Master Jason.”
  • When prom finally comes around Jason can’t wait you see you
  • You and he agreed on not getting a limo
  • The expression on Jason’s face as came down the stairs was priceless
  • You not really knowing how to dance and Jason teaching you (Jason was taught by Alfred)
  • Both of you not really caring if you are prom part of the prom court
  • Slow dancing together and keep stepping on each other’s feet
You Helped Me, I Help You (13 Reasons Why Jeff Prom Series Part Two)

This is part two of the Jeff Prom Series. You can read part one here.

Description: Word gets out that you and Jeff are going to prom as you two work to get another lucky couple to the dance. :)

I just wanted to say thank you so much for the positive response to “I Will” and to the rest of my imagines. I hope this one is to your liking as well. Please let me know what you think! I love feedback! I want to make sure that they are not only fun for me to write, but for y’all to read as well. My ask box is always open for requests, even if it’s just a blurb!

“(Y/N)! I saw your post! I told you he wanted to go with you!” Sheri screamed at you the next day at school. “You guys are so cute, it’s ridiculous.”

“He’s a sweetheart,” you smiled to yourself. At that moment, you saw Clay walking down the hallway. “Clay!”

“(Y/N)! How are you?”

“I’m good, thanks to you.”

“What?” he asked.

“Thanks for helping Jeff right that note. I really needed it.”

“He really wrote it. You need to know that. I just helped him with the grammar.”

“Well, it really meant a lot to me, so thank you,” you smiled. “Are you going?”

“Probably not. You know me.”

“What does she know?” Jeff asks from behind you guys. He hugged your waist from behind and kissed your cheek.

“We need to get our little Clay here to ask Hannah to prom.”

“Clay, we talked about this,” he laughed. “You’re asking her. You helped me; I help you.”

“Jeff…(Y/N)…You guys are really nice, but dances…they just aren’t my thing.”

“I can tell Hannah wants to go, but only with you,” you whispered as Hannah approached your group.

“Hey, Helmet,” she smiled. “(Y/N), can I talk to you?”

“Of course,” you said. You turned and kissed Jeff’s cheek before walking away to Hannah’s locker.

“How are your prom plans?” she smiled.

“Good…are you going?” you asked a little too quickly.

“If someone asks me.”

“Is someone a certain someone?” you laughed.

“That’s personal information, (Y/N),” she laughed back.

“I think a certain someone might ask you. Just be patient. He’s scared,” you smiled before walking to your first class.

You saw an open seat next to Jeff in Communications Class and approached him. “Can I sit with you?”

“You know you don’t have to ask, (Y/N),” he laughed.

“I know. I just don’t want to be that girlfriend, you know? If you want to sit with your friends you should.”

“It’s okay if you’re that girlfriend,” he smiled. “Do you wanna go to Rosie’s with me later? I got a coupon for a milkshake, and I don’t want to go alone. It’s okay if you-”

“I like that you still get nervous when you ask me out,” you smiled.

“I like you,” he smiled.

“I love you,” you rushed out for the first time. He looked at you with so much admiration in his eyes.

“I love you so much,” he said back for the first time.

“I love you so much, Bryce!” Montgomery yelled as he sat at the group of desks adjacent to us.

“Oh, Montgomery!” Bryce yelled back.

“Screw you guys,” Alex said as he sat in front of you. “Why do you have to ruin everything. Let them be in love.” He rolled his eyes and looked back you. “Nice promposal,” he nodded.

“Thanks,” Jeff smiled.

“Alright class, let’s begin!” You couldn’t focus on whatever it was the lesson was about because you were so giddy with joy at what just happened. Saying I love you is scary, and being in love is scary, but right now, everything felt the way it should be, absolutely right in every possible way.

CALLING ALL TEEN WRITERS!

Dear You:

I’m editing this book called DEAR HEARTBREAK: YA WRITERS ON THE DARK SIDE OF LOVE, which will be a collection of anonymous letters from real live teens (as opposed to dead vampire ones, lol) about heartbreak. If your letter is chosen for the book, it will be published (!) with a response letter from a YA author (think Becky Albertalli, Tim Federle, Nina LaCour, Kekla Magoon, and more). It’s like a much, MUCH cooler version of an advice column. Bonus: if your letter is chosen you’ll get a copy of the book signed by the author who wrote back to you. Interested? Keep reading.

Have you ever had your heart broken? Been treated like crap by the person you’re in love with? Been hurt - physically or emotionally - by your girlfriend or boyfriend? Or maybe you feel invisible. Lonely. You feel like no one loves you, like maybe you’ll be alone your whole life. Worried you’ll turn into your divorced parents or your sister who got pregnant when she was fifteen. Maybe someone at home doesn’t respect your body. Maybe YOU don’t respect your body. Maybe you’re tired of being a virgin. Maybe you wish you were a virgin. Here’s your chance to write Heartbreak a letter. Tell us how you feel, ask questions, tell us what it’s like in your messy universe. Tell us why it’s not like the movies. Tell us why you want your happy ending.

This is an anonymous place for secrets and the dark stuff. Or just the wondering stuff (Will anyone ever love you? Will you be that one person who doesn’t get asked to prom? Why does he love HER and not you? Why did she cheat on you? If you tell people you’re gay, will they laugh or be cool about it? If you tell your best friend you love him, will he say he loves you, too - or just walk away?).

Be brave. Be you. Write your heart out.

Go to our lovely online survey to submit your letter. If you have any questions, shoot me an email at dearheartbreakbook@gmail.com.

Please sign your letter with a pseudonym (fake name) and your age & general location. You know, something like:

Dear Heartbreak,

[Insert deep, heartbreaking letter here]

Love, Confused in Idaho, 16

I can’t wait to see what you’ve got to say - whatever it is, it MATTERS. And it’ll feel really freaking good to let what’s inside out.

P.S. If you want to find out if your letter was selected for the book, please make sure to put your email in the letter - it will remain private, don’t worry.

xo Heather Demetrios

The Start of Something New Chapter 5 (Jughead x Reader)


Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

In which important questions are asked.

After the Incident had blown over, it was almost like life actually was perfect.

(Y/N) slipped into the group seamlessly. Much to Jughead’s frustration, she had reverted to her quiet, yet polite self, too shy to open up to the others. He missed hearing her laugh, seeing her reactions, and knowing her thoughts. He found himself Feng Shui-ing everyone’s schedules so that there were times when the two had to be alone without them.

(Y/N) began helping out with the Blue and Gold, and made an excellent extra helper in the search for clues. This week, their focus was figuring out who in the town was embezzling money from the Riverdale School District, causing things in the school that the kids cherished dearly to be cut from the budget.

“The numbers just don’t add up,“ (Y/N) remarked after pulling up previous records of the budget that she had swiped from the office. “How can we have extra money for a new gymnasium one year and not enough money for chemistry class the next?“

“Could just be the economy,“ Kevin noted.

“Or it could just be Coach Clayton’s new sports car,“ she replied, pointedly looking at the shining case of football trophies in the hallway. “No one in Riverdale is that rich, not after the Blossoms.“

Archie and Veronica went to interrogate Chuck while (Y/N) went to her AP chemistry class. This left Jughead and Betty continuing research in the Blue and Gold office, alone for the first time since they’ve broken up.

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Prom -Zach Dempsey

A/n: omg y'all idk if this is accurate, I never went to my prom Hahaha, enjoy babies! ❤

I put whip cream on a cappuccino and handed is over to Alex Standall, “enjoy your coffee.”
He smiled at me and took the drink of the table and left to sit with Jessica and Hannah.
The front door opened and I’m came Zach looking around Monet’s before spotting me. He smiled widely at me and started to walk over. I looked at my best friend Skye helplessly. I’ve had the biggest crush on him forever.
She shrugged and continued making someone’s drink.
“Y/l/n! What are you doing here?” He asked laughing slightly. He was pretending to be shocked to see me.
“Hey Dempsey! Yeah, I work here. I have for the past, oh, I don’t know, year and a half.” I said annoyed, “and you’ve seen me here since school started this fall, yet, you’re still pretending like you don’t know I work here?”
His smile dropped but he just reached for his wallet, “one Hot Chocolate please.” And handed me a 5 dollar bill with it.
I was about to start to count up his change, “keep it.” He shrugged.
I smiled and put the money back down before scratching hot chocolate on a paper in front of Skye.
“I’ll have that done in a second for you.” I nodded toward Skye who slid a coffee across the table to a middle school age girl.
“Y/n,” Zach said once I went to put the remaining change in the tip jar.
“Yes, Zachary?” I turned around to look at him.
“Um… I actually came here because I was just wondering if you had a date to prom yet?” He asked nervously.
“No,” I said walking over to the other side of the counter and changing out the filter, “i don’t know. I really have never wanted to go.”
Zach’s smile dropped, “oh…” he muttered.
I walked over to his finished drink and put while cream on it just like I did to Alex’s, “why? Do you need advice for asking someone to prom. Those promposals are getting so serious.” I laughed at how much effort people have been putting in for one night that doesn’t even matter. Skye handed me his drink which I put a thick, baby blue, striped, straw into. I slid his drink across the table.
“Um no. I just thought, maybe, you’d wanna go with me…” he looked down at his shoes.
The corners of my mouth tugged upward, “sure.”
He sighed, “I understand.” And grabbed his hot chocolate.
I laughed pushing a stand of hair behind my ear, “I said yes dumb head.”
“Wait really?!” He asked shocked.
“Sure why not,” I said well another person came towards the counter, “you should probably get out of here though, you have practice in,” I glanced at the clock, “about… 3 minutes and I have to take this order.”
Zach realized what time it was and he scrabbled to his feet and he just took his drink, smiled at me, and jogged for the door.
***
I looked at myself in the mirror once again, “i think I’m ready.”
My mom nodded and her eyes welled up with tears and she quickly wiped them.
I covered my face with my hands ever so gently to not smudge my makeup, “mom don’t cry. I’m just going to prom, not disappearing.”
“Oh don’t do that.” She took my hands away from my face and smiled fanning her eyes, “you’re just so grown.”
My friends and I all decided we wanted to all come to my house, with our families, to get ready for prom.
“Okay! Ladies, I think we’re all finished here?” My mom announced. Everyone nodded in agreement.
I linked arms with my best friend, Jaylyn, and she and I walked together outside. I stepped down the steps of my porch to see Zachary and all my friend’s dates outside too.
I smiled at in Zach’s direction to see him in depth of a conversation with Jaylyn’s boyfriend.
“Cameron!” Jaylyn said happily walking over to hug him.
“Hey.” That pulled him out of his conversation and put all of his concentration on Jaylyn. I looked at my best friend and her boyfriend admiringly.
Zach stared at me with wife eyes before I made my way over to him.
“Staring is rude, you know?” I joked and he laughed putting his head down.
“Hey baby.” He said happily dragging out the ‘y’ hugging me.
***
‘I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt’
My heartbeat quickened at the sudden slow song. I brushed my hands over my dress, smoothing out the sequins of my royal blue dress.
Zach walked back from talking with Justin and Jess.
“So… it’s a slow song.” He pointed out obviously before grabbing my hips lightly and pulling my body closer to him, “and I’m pretty sure this is the part when we dance together.”
I laughed lightly looking down, I wrapped my arms around his neck, having to lean up on my heels a little bit, “I guess so.”
'Take me back to the night we met’
This was one of my favorites songs, and only one person In all of Liberty knew that. I glanced up at tony, who gave me a wink and pointed to his DJ table.
I shook my head, internally laughing.
So it is, I went to prom with Zach Dempsey, The star basketball player. It almost didn’t feel real, but In a good way. I relaxed and I felt like no one else was in the room besides us.
The only thing that mattered right then, was Zach.
“You’re so beautiful.” The boy in front of me said snapping me out of my thoughts.
My eyes met his and thanks to the dim lights, he didn’t notice the pink tint rise on my cheeks.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” I smiled taking a 'freshly-done-nails-hand" to run through his soft, black hair.
“I love you y/n.” He whispered seconds later.
My stomach did a flip and my knees got weak but Zachary’s gentle, but firm grip on my hips stopped me from slouching even a little bit.
“I love you too…”

Prom Queens | Cheryl Blossom

Originally posted by prettypecple


Request: Could you do an imagine where Cheryl asks her girlfriend to prom and goes all out and then they are both crowned queen at the dance?

Pairing: Cheryl x Reader
Description: When Cheryl asks you to prom, you suddenly become really nervous about the whole thing but it ends up being one of your favourite nights ever.
Warnings: …not rly.
Word Count: 1354
A/N: okay, this is a lil different from the actual request but it still kinda sticks to it.

“How about this one?” You stepped out of the changing room dressed in a beautiful black prom dress, twirling around as you eagerly awaited the opinion of your best friend Reggie Mantle. As you finished twirling, you noticed he was sat there watching some stupid video on his phone. You coughed to get his attention, shocking him and almost causing him to drop his beloved phone.

“Huh?” He asked, confused.

“The dress, Reg. What’d you think?” You glared at him, hands on your hips.

With a sigh, he looked over you and shrugged his shoulders. The same reaction he’d been giving you since you got to the dress shop over an hour ago. Reggie had been your best friend since you could remember. He’d been the only one in kindergarten who hadn’t picked on you. In fact, he was the one that had stood up for you and told everyone else to leave you alone. Back then you were a quiet, shy kid and the others used to make fun of you for it but Reggie took you under his wing. He brought you out of your shell and you’d never been more thankful to have someone like him in your life. Whenever you needed that little push to do something, he’d be the one to encourage you. But, when it came to things like this, he was no help at all. The only other person you could’ve taken with you was your girlfriend Cheryl Blossom.

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{Reaction} Monsta X Asking their Crush to Prom.

Could I please get a reactions of Monsta X asking some one to prom?

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used

Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by kihqun

Minhyuk couldn’t contain his grin as he sat opposite you in the restaurant. He was often giddy like this when he’s with you - he’d liked you for so long after all, but with a mix of adrenaline, he was a little fidgety, and he couldn’t sit still. He looked at you as you began to smile too, shaking your head as he started making little origami shapes out of the napkins. He was so tempted to just ask you, but no, he had to wait for the right moment. The food arrived, the both of you had chosen pizza. When the waiter left, he finally composed himself, looking at you with that glinting mischievous eye.

Minhyuk: “I know it’s cheesy…” *looks down at the pizza, then back at you.* “But I want nothing than to turn my best friend into my date to prom.” what a meme jeez


Yoo Kihyun

Originally posted by kihqun

Kihyun would be the most nervous to ask you to prom. He’d be really unsure on the right way to go about it but still anxious that each day he doesn’t ask you someone else might. He spilled his insecurities to Changkyun, the youngest of his friends on campus as they both trekked to the library to get some last minute homework done when he saw you alone at your locker, pulling out some books. He thought about asking you, hesitated, then carried on walking towards the library with a red face. But it wasn’t over, and his heart dropped when Changkyun asked you for him.

Changkyun: “{y/n}, Kihyun wants to go to prom with you, will you go with him?”

Kihyun: *muttering under his breath* “I’m going to kill that brat-”


Shin Hoseok/ Wonho

Originally posted by ew-wonho

Hoseok would be nervous about asking you, but he wouldn’t let it stop him at all. In fact, despite his nerves, he would be pretty confident about it and would be understanding if you wanted to go with him or not. He wouldn’t want to go all out and make a big scene of asking you out, but he would want to make it special since the two of you have been friends for a while. He decided on asking you out to coffee, and over the table he took your hand smiling at you with hope glinting in his eyes.

Wonho: “Will you go to prom with me?”


Son Hyunwoo/ Shownu

Originally posted by wonhontology

Since Shownu works out a lot, he decided that he would ask you out to prom in the most unusual way. He downloaded a tracker on his phone that tracked his running and where he’d been and ran. His route was tracked. He ran five miles to spell out ‘prom?’ It was all set and ready, all he needed to go was tell you. He started off in light conversation, talking about how he’d been taking his running more seriously recently than just going to the gym. He told you about how he’d trakced his route and then told you he’d show you.

Shownu: “I ran five miles… look.” *shows you*


Lim Changkyun/ I.M

Originally posted by jookyun

Changkyun had been so worked up about asking you out to prom. He’d helped Kihyun ask out his partner, he’d heard Wonho boast about his tactic and had frowned as he decided nothing he could do would top Shownu. Then he remembered his talent. Songwriting. He thought about everything you are, and what you are to him, then put it down in rhythms and beats on a page. His rap was perfect, but his confidence? Not so much. He needed to perform it to you, but his heart was racing each time he thought about it. He took you to his house, swallowed his pride and rapped like it was the only thing that mattered.

Changkyun: “- my love for you will never be gone, please {y/n}, let me take you to prom” *looks at you as he finishes the rap.*


Chae Hyungwon

Originally posted by faidream

Hyungwon would be the most in denial about all of this. He would think to himself how stupid the whole event is because, well, he needs to blame someone for his shyness. He wouldn't’ know what to do or say, he didn’t have any idea on how he could be creative in asking you out and quite frankly, he didn’t want to make a big scene. But that was until he saw someone else trying to ask you. He bit his lip, feeling a wash of relief as you declined their offer but thanking them all the same. His heart picked up as to told them the reason why you couldn’t go with them.

{y/n}: “-you see, I like someone. Actually, he’s not just someone; it’s Hyungwon, and he’s amazing. I’m going to ask him. That’s why I can’t go with you, I’m sorry.”


Lee Jooheon

Originally posted by jookyun

Jooheon is a romantic kind of guy, but he wouldn’t see what the big fuss is about asking someone and going all out and spending loads of money. So, he decided to go the old fashioned route. He bought you a sweet set of flowers - your favorites, and took them to your front door (praying to any god that your parents wouldn’t answer). When you opened the door, he presented them to you and smiled.

Jooheon: “{y/n}, will you go to prom with me?”

Epic

This is my entry for @dancingalone21‘s AU Funny Quote Challenge.  My quote was  “You seem troubled. Course that’s a primary aspect of your personality so I sometimes ignore it.” - Cas

Summary: Your senior year of high school isn’t turning out as epic as you hoped it would.

warnings: Cas fluff, HS AU, slight teenage angst at the beginning

word count: ~1650


Originally posted by destieltime

You sat on your front porch, cradling your chin in your hands and staring blankly at the street in front of you.  Here you were, senior in high school, finally the “top dog” at school instead of just some dorky underclassmen.

Wasn’t senior year supposed to feel…better than this?

You didn’t feel any different than before.  In fact, you felt a little more like a loser, mainly because you hadn’t all of a sudden become super cool, like you hoped would happen.

Sure, you had your friends, your family, a few college acceptances that were ready to go.  But you weren’t quite…

There were no words – you must just be in a funk.

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Auston Matthews #1 - Prom

This is my first attempt at any sort of imagine/ specific character writing. The inspiration for this prompt came from my little brother going to prom recently and asking his girlfriend in a similar fashion. 


Auston had always been a year ahead of you in school. When he had graduated and subsequently been drafted you two decided to continue your relationship despite the distance.

During one of your Friday night skype calls you had mentioned to Auston that the official theme for prom had come out. The committee apparently had some clashing views so the end result was more of a mix of various classic themes that they hoped appealed to everyone. He had laughed at that and asked, “so when is it?”

“Uh,” you paused and pulled up the calendar on your phone, “Saturday March 4th at 7.”

Auston pulled out his own phone, “perfect. We play Anaheim on the third then I’ll fly down in the morning and be there in time.”

You looked at Auston in confusion, “wait fly down? Auston you’re coming?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I take my girlfriend to her senior prom? Unless of course,” he smiled cheekily, “you were planning on going with someone else. I know that Brandon from the lacrosse team always had his eye on you.”

You rolled your eyes, “Brandon has been dating Thomas for three years and you know it.”

“Alright well, how are you going to ask me?”

“Ask you? Why am I asking you?”

“Well how I see it is that I asked you last year. It’s only fair that since you still go to that school that you ask me,” said Auston like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

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My Asexual Story

Just wanted to share my story about being Asexual because i’ve never actually told anyone before and i don’t have anyone in person to tell, plus i need to get this off my chest because it’s something i’ve been keeping to myself, so don’t feel as if you have to read, i’m just having a moment here.

So basically around the age of 14/15 i realised i didn’t have sexual attractions towards people (Boys, girls or anyone in between) but at this point i didn’t know about the term ‘asexual’ and i especially didn’t realise that other people experienced this kinda thing, so i went a bit crazy thinking that i’d never find anyone and that i only had a couple months left to get in a relationship with someone and that even if i did get into a relationship i would only be with them for a short time coz, according to me, after the age of 16 people would just want sex in a relationship and there would be no hope for a weirdo like me who wasn’t into that. I don’t know why i thought this but i was 15 and a mess of a human being. I do however recall the main source of why i thought this was the case was because prom was coming up (I’m British so we leave secondary school at 16 and have a prom) and in a lot of films thats the kinda time people do the nasty, on top of this i guess i just got it in my head that like what else is gunna happen between a girl and guy after a big fancy party, once again i was 15 and out of my mind and i now know this isn’t necessarily the case. So during this time i went through all sorts of scenarios, at first i thought i was lesbian because i wasn’t attracted to guys so i must have been attracted to girls, right? But no, that thought process lasted like a day and i went back to thinking i was just crazy and would die alone with my 50 cats, i also wondered that maybe i was ‘normal’ and i did have these sexual feelings and maybe didn’t realise them but after talking to some people i realised this was also not the case as just the way they described certain feelings weren’t anything i’d ever felt and were something i honestly never wanted to experience.

Then around the time i turned 16 (March - so prom was still relatively far away but all the plans had been made and people had dates and stuff) i some how decided to look up the LGBT+ community and all the different types of sexualities and genders, i don’t 100% remember why, i think i was kinda looking for other sexualities that i might have been coz at the time i only knew to be hetrosexual, homosexual or bisexual so maybe i was looking for the right label as i knew there were other ‘types’ of orientation out there. I came across this list of a huge range of sexualities, orientations, genders ect. and seeing as Asexual begins with ‘A’ it was at the top of the list, the description for each definition was only brief and you could click to get more info, but the description for the first sexuality was something like ‘Someone who doesn’t experience sexual attraction’ (I know this is very brief and not 100% correct for everyone but like i said u could get more info and all the mini definitions were like 10 words long). So 16 year old me saw, by pure chance and thanks to the spelling of this word, this definition that matched me. I cannot explain the feeling that went through me in that exact moment, shock, excitement, disbelief. All i know is that i practically did a double take and i clicked on that link faster than i have clicked on anything before in my entire life and for the next 2-3 hours i read that page over and over to make sure i understood it all right, i read page after page on all different websites to make sure i was understanding it right and by the end of it i finally felt like by me just identifying with this label that i was somehow more okay, I know some people don’t like giving themselves labels as it can make them feel restricted (or for any other reasons - idk it’s an individual thing i guess), but for me personally that label made me feel like i wasn’t alone and that i wasn’t crazy for feeling the way i did and thats what i needed, i needed an explanation and thats what this one word did, it didn’t make me feel validated or give my life meaning it just gave me an reasonable explanation and the knowledge that i wasn’t alone. I never told anyone about this whole thing as i don’t think i was 100% convinced and i carried on researching asexuality to make sure i did have it all right because i didn’t want to say i was this sexuality and for someone to be like ‘um actually you’re *this*, not asexual’. I also made the decision not to go to prom, my friendship group were all going together and they’d asked me to go but the whole thing just wasn’t me, due to me having anxiety and hating the idea of human contact (Which to my understanding is being touch repulsed? A new term i’ve recent heard some people use in the asexual/aromantic community) a big crowded room full of people i didn’t like was my worst nightmare, plus i think that i still had the taught process of prom = sex at some point during the night.  

When i was 17 i ‘came out’ to someone for the first time in person. At the start she really didn’t understand it which made me feel kinda down but she listened, she didn’t tell me i was crazy or leave, she asked questions and let me explain what it all meant and how i felt.

Im now 18 and i’ve 'come out’ to a bunch of people, pretty much everyone has had a good response but i will occasionally get the 'Oh here we go, other special snowflake’ eyeroll of someone when i talk about it but i just ignore it, i can’t change the way they think and if they’re so close minded that they can’t accept that someone thinks or feels differently to the way they do they’re not worth my time and they’re not going to get very far in life seeing as the world is so diverse and they’re suck in the middle ages.

I have ups and downs with my sexuality all the time, when i first figured out there was something ‘different’ about me i hated it coz i thought it was some unnatural thing. But i never denied that it existed, i never tried to like the idea of sex or pretend to be something i wasn’t, i always accepted that whatever was happening wasn’t something i could change, but that didn’t mean i was okay with it. Especially around 17 i would constantly go through lows of wishing i wasn’t ‘like this’ and that because of ‘it’ i would never be able to live a ‘normal’ life. I’m someone who’s never been in a relationship before and i’m so curious about what it would like to be in one (But due to me having social anxiety and i guess me as a person i’ve never even been asked out properly before). I still fear the whole ‘dying alone with cats’ kinda thing and i do want to be in a relationship and i know not having a sexual drive will limit the amount of partners i’ll be able to find but at the end of the day what can i do about it? i can’t change myself to be some hetrosexual barbie doll, i can only be myself. So i guess as a nice message to anyone out there who is struggling with any identity issues just google it man, honestly just look up whatever it is and you might find something like i did, i didn’t have to go on any hike up a mountain and kill a mystical dragon to understand what i was going through i just had to type into google ‘List of sexualities’ and wham! i’m now a slightly smaller mess of a human being who can successfully answer the question of ‘What is your sexual orientation?’

But yeah, thats my little story of self discovery, if you did actually read this then thanks? Hope you enjoyed? Maybe I inspired you? Feel free to share your own experience (I’d honestly love to hear other people’s stories)????

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Jules: Remember, when we first met?

Neha: Yeah… we were little and you made fun of my head because I wouldn’t be your friend and I grew to hate you in elementary school and then you-

Jules: Well that’s besides, the point. Remember when we met again during our adolescent years?

Neha: Yeah. You tried to be friends with me and when you didn’t get your way you went out of your way to insult me and you liked to say how much you ‘strongly disliked’ me and-

Jules: Okay. How about we skip to prom, after we cleared up our misunderstanding. Really, what I am attempting to say Neha, is from a young age, I knew what I wanted. Love, affection and being bound to someone wasn’t part of the plan. However, as I grew to realise how important you are to me, I realised, that imagining my life without you was difficult. I dare say impossible. This is… jeez… it’s supposed to be romantic. I’m not succeeding. What I am really trying to say is, I love you and I want to ask you to legally bind yourself to me.

Neha: Jules, I-

Jules: That speech was atrocious wasn’t it. I attempted to write it down but I thought myself to be better than written notes. Maybe if I had-

Neha: Jules., your speech was sincere and beautiful, in your own Jules way. Of course, yes, I’ll marry you! 


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okay, so here i am: most of a bottle of wine, 2.5 bowls, and entire pint of ice cream down, watching 10 things i hate about you, because it’s the ultimate sadness reprieve movie and my beautiful future wife lady m is on a flight out east AND

  1. where is the 10 things i hate about you/she’s all that/90s romcom fic of my dreams where yuuri katsuki gets the makeover on a dare but victor nikiforov has literally been in love with yuuri katsuki since they were both six and yuuri katsuki ate glue
  2. 10 things i hate about you is actually a drama because it reminds you of how bitchin’ 1998 was, even in tacoma fucking washington, and you just miss!!! the late nineties!!! so much!!!
  3. okay but really in high school au it’s more like victor running around like, “someone bet me money to ask yuuri katsuki out???” and everyone is like, “you’re already dating him, dipwipe,” and he’s like, “PLEASE, DARE ME. SOMEONE PAY ME $50 IF I TAKE YUURI KATSUKI TO PROM AND HE WINS PROM KING,” even though literally everyone was already going to vote for him for prom king anyway, stop rubbing this shit in our face, victor??

What if Highschool!stuck Eridan was super excited about the upcoming prom and really wanted to ask out Sollux, but before he could their circle of friends started making jokes about how he’d probably ask out anyone out of desperation. (He has a certain neediness to him because he’s literally all alone in his house. Dualscar works with the military most of the year and cronus is at boarding school. It’s been this way for several years.)  This breaks down his self-esteem so much that he tries to just wait and see if maybe someone will ask him, maybe even Sollux. But then Sollux agrees to go with Feferi (as a misunderstanding, he thought it was a friend thing and she thought it was romantic) and Eridan sort of gives up hope.

He still goes to the prom though, clingy to the idea that he can still have fun and that maybe he can just dance with friends.

Except those friends spend most of the time making fun of his lack of a date.

So he finally can’t take it anymore and just slips off to one of the empty classrooms to sob in the corner. But Sollux who was starting to get worried followed him and overhears him sobbing and sort of figures out how bad his home life is, but rather then doing the right thing and checking on Eridan first, his poor social skills lead him to gather up their friends and explain what he heard, to which everyone figures out how shitty they’ve been. So they ask where Eridan is now and Sollux is just like Probably still in the classroom and everyone’s just like, you left him there???!!!

So they all head over to Eridan’s house to say sorry, but they can’t find him in the house ‘cause it’s so big and unused and they get creeped out by how quiet it is, and how little food there is and stuff. And they start to make connections to times when he would always ask to go over to one of their houses, and they’d blow him off and be like “you just wanna hit on me” and they figure out how lonely he must be. 

They end up having to split up to find it, and finally Karkat and Gamzee stumble upon him and he’s in a really bad state and neither know how to help him because Karkat was a major problem in making fun of Eridan and they can’t calm him down or anything, until Gamzee finally sobers up a bit, and because he was basically the nicest one to Eridan he calms him down after shoving Karkat out of the room.

anonymous asked:

Jealous Josh???? I mean guuurl there is no one on this planet who could write a better imagine so please please please write a jealous Josh imagine? Something like you go clubbing and you meet your old friend but he doesn't know you're taken so he's all flirty and stuff and then Josh notices and is all jealous and it ends fluffy like you reassure him you love him and stuff??? (Don't have to be like this it's just an idea you can write it as you like and as you're comfortable with) thanks ily!!!!

Thanks for your request and all the kind words!! 

JOSH DUN IMAGINE 

“Babe, can you tie this?” you ask, your hands were holding up the thin piece of fabric on the back of your shirt.  You’d been fiddling with it for a bit now, but sighed in defeat.  Luckily Josh was just emerging from the shower, the steam rolling out of the door as soon as it opened.  He had a towel wrapped around his waist, you subtly gawked at his v-line and dripping wet body.  

“Sure,” he said before knotting the towel and making his way over towards you.  He took the fabric and you let your hands fall.

“Thanks,” you smile, giving him a peck on the cheek before going into the bathroom.  The mirror was all fogged up, you wiped it down before starting your makeup.

“Tyler’s picking us up in ten minutes,” Josh said as he grabbed some floss from the shelf, “will you be ready in time?”

You nod, leaning over the sink obnoxiously to apply your mascara, “Yeah, I’m good.”

“You look beautiful,” Josh murmured, pulling you into his bare chest and planting his lips on yours.  

You smile against the kiss, “Mm, and you look very handsome.  Is this how you’re going?” You ask, indicating towards his naked torso.  

Josh smiled wide, “I call this the ‘I-hate-laundry-so-I-won’t-wear-clothes’ look, you like?”

You laughed, pressing your hands against his pecks, “I do, unfortunately, I think a lot of other girls will too,” you chuckle softly, “that I don’t like so much.”

“Aw, babe,” Josh fake pouted, wrapping you up in his arms and giving the top of your head a kiss, “you know you’re my one and only.”

Just then a car honked outside and you smirked at Josh.  “Now who’s not ready?”

He pulled away from you sticking out his tongue like a three-year-old and rushing into the bedroom to pull a shirt on.  Then, together, you walk out to Tyler and Jenna’s car, ready for a fun night together.  

The club was a little crowded.  Nothing like what it can be like though.  You’ve been to this same bar before, many times in fact, and it’s so packed you could barely move.  Tonight, there were just the right amount of people.  Enough where you could dance freely without anyone really noticing.  But not so much where you couldn’t escape the dance floor if you needed to.  

You and Jenna walk in, arm and arm, chatting about each of your days events.  Tyler and Josh lingered behind talking about god-only-knows what.  You started off small, sipping on this fruity drink Josh had gotten you and scoping everyone out with him.  Jenna and Tyler went straight for the dance floor, something you couldn’t help but chuckle at.  Tyler busted out some pretty intense moves for someone who was always sober.  

“I’d need at least three shots to do that,” you say.  Tyler had his elbow cocked and his legs doing some strange jig.  It had Jenna laughing though, probably his ultimate goal.  

Josh laughed.  He had one arm slung casually around you, the other holding a cup of beer.  Eventually the two of you joined in on the dancing.  You were a horrible dancer, so you mostly just jumped and swayed your hips.  You really didn’t care as long as you didn’t spill your drink.  

After a few songs you lost track of Jenna and Tyler, you stood on your tip-toes trying to scan the crowd.  It was Josh that eventually scoped them out in the corner.  Jenna was seated, her head in her lap, Tyler was kneeling in front of her, one hand on her knee.  

The two of you made your way over, Josh’s hand hovered on your lower back until you broke through the crowd.  

“Everything okay?” You ask, slightly concerned.  

“She’s getting one of her migraines,” Tyler said.  

“Is her medication in the car?”

Tyler nods, looking back at you with pierced lips.  

“You stay with her,” you say, “I’ll go grab it.”

“I’ll grab her some water,” Josh suggests.

Tyler mouths a ‘thanks’ to the both of you and hands over his car keys.  You start making your way to the exit.

The cool air feels nice on your hot skin.  You almost wished Tyler would have parked further away so you could have enjoyed it longer, but in no time, you have Jenna’s medication in hand and you’re reentering the bar.  As you open the door, it slams into something solid and you cringe when you see that it’s a person you’ve so graciously hit.  

“Oh my god-“ you gasp, your free hand flying up to cover your mouth, “I am so sorry!”

The man turns and you’re even more surprised to see it was your prom date from senior year.  

“Holy shit!” he exclaims, all concerns for being hit by a door forgotten.  “Y/N! I can’t believe it, what the hell are you doing here!”

“Wow, hi!” You say, still shocked, “I live like five minutes down the road, I’m here like, all the time.”

“No shit, I just moved here a bit ago, trying to meet some new people, try new things and all that,” he chuckles.  “Hey, you look amazing,” he says.

“Thanks, you look great too.  Can’t believe it’s been, what? Seven years?”

“It’s crazy.”

The two of you spark up conversation like it’s nothing, like seven years haven’t passed, like you’d never been apart.  You forget all about Jenna’s medication still clutched in your hand.

JOSH’S POV

“Dude, where’s Y/N?” Tyler asks.

“I don’t know, how long’s it been?”

“Long enough, I didn’t park that far.  You should go check on her.”

I stood up from the chair, giving Jenna an encouraging pat on the back before walking away.  I really did feel awful for her.  I’d had migraines in the past.  Nothing to mess around with.  

I make my way to the door when the image in front of me stops me dead in my tracks.  Y/N definitely wasn’t lost, unless it was in this dude’s piercing blue eyes.  It feels like my stomach dropped to the floor.  What the fuck?  

I pride myself on being laid back. I’m easy-going, reasonable.  But watching Y/N look at someone like that, that wasn’t me, that didn’t settle well.  I stayed back, too stunned to move. Y/N was hunched over, laughing at something this guy said.  My jaw clenched when she touched his arm delicately.  This was definitely flirting and I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me.  But as angry as I was, it didn’t compare to the dread building up in my stomach.  I was always so scared of losing Y/N.  My anxiety always found it’s way back in my head, saying things like ‘you’ll never be good enough’ and ‘eventually, she’ll find someone better’.  I was afraid that maybe she finally did.  My instincts told me to walk away, but instead, I started walking closer, my fists clenched at my side, my heart beating in my chest.  Their conversation started to become clearer.

“I think we ought to dance a few songs, see if you still got those moves,” he says.  “Come on, let me buy you a drink first—“

“Oh, there you are babe,” I say, pretending I didn’t just hear his invitation, “we were worried you got lost.”  I walked casually between Y/N and the guy and wrapped my arms around her waist, planting a kiss on her lips.  I faced the guy after I pulled away, staring him straight in the eye.  Not bothering to ask who he was or why he was hitting on my girlfriend.  I was pleased to see how startled he looked, though.

“Um, Josh this is (idk, your prom date’s name lol),” she says.  

(Whatever his name is) holds his hand out towards me.  I make an exaggerated effort to look at his open hand, but keep mine planted firmly in my pocket.  I hated this whole asshole regime.  But I didn’t know how else to show her I cared that she was flirting with someone else.  

“Uh, nice to meet you,” the guy said warily.  

I stare at him intently, realizing what a douche I’m being but too angry and hurt to act differently.

I almost sighed in relief to see Tyler practically dragging Jenna towards the exit.  She looked awful, but I knew that it was our cue to leave.  

“Hey guys,” Tyler said, “Sorry to interrupt, but I really gotta get her home.”

I nod, and before Y/N can say anything else to the guy, we turn and walk out the door.  

The ride home is horrible.  Y/N is so mad.  I can already tell.  She’s got her body positioned as far away from me as she possibly can and stares out the window the entire time.  My chest feels hallow and the voice in my head keeps repeating the same three words over and over again; she’s gonna leave. She’s gonna leave.  She’s gonna leave.  

YOUR POV

“What kind of archaic shit was that?!” You bellowed as soon as Josh closed the door to the apartment.  You turn towards him, your fists clenched.  

His eyes widen and he steps back.  

“Seriously?” You yell, “What the fuck was that?”

Josh rolls his eyes, his hands dig in his pocket until he finds his wallet.  He pulls it out and tosses it on the counter.  

“Whatever,” he mutters, about to walk away.

“Oh no,” you say, the anger boiling up inside of you.  You grab his arm and spin him towards you.  “No fucking way are you walking away right now.”

You stare so intently at him, determined to get a response out of him.  But he won’t even look at you.  His eyes trace the ceiling, the floor, the wall behind you.  Anywhere but you.

You begin to realize you’re not getting anything out of him, so you continue, “Do you have any idea how fucking rude you were?  Acting like a thirteen year old angsty teenager.  You embarrassed me!”

Josh stared at the floor.  His hands were buried in his pockets again.  Your nose twitched.  You wanted to make him as angry as he was making you.

“In front of such a nice guy.  (whatever his name is) and I were having a really good conversation and you just jumped in and acted like some uncivilized, caveman.  I was having so much fun too and—“ you pause.  You were almost out of breath from yelling so much.  “Why aren’t you saying anything?” You plead, voice softening.  

Your change in tone makes Josh look up, finally making eye contact with you.

“Why don’t you just go back then?” he asks casually.

Your face contorts into a puzzled look.  “What?”

“To the bar.  Why don’t you just head back, I’m sure he’s still there.”

He isn’t mocking.  He isn’t being sarcastic.  He’s genuinely suggesting that you go back to the bar without him.  

“Why the hell would I do that?”

“Because you were having such a good time,” he says, like it’s obvious.  

Your face softens.  You’re finding it very hard to stay so mad when Josh is just standing there looking so defeated and drained.  

“It’d be no fun without you,” you say.

Josh immediately scoffs and you can tell that he truly doesn’t believe what you’re saying.

“Josh,” you start, “why did you get so jealous? Honestly?”

His eyes drop again and he brings his hand up to scratch the back of his neck.  

“I’m an idiot, I don’t know, I’m sorry-“

“No,” you cut him off, “Why did you get so jealous?”

He looks up at you and keeps eye contact.  His eyes are hallow, sad even.  You can tell he’s having a hard time finding words, but finally he speaks, “I don’t know, I just—“ he pauses again, gathering his thoughts, “I just, sometimes I have these thoughts.  These thoughts that I’m not good enough for you.  And I know you’re going to say that’s irrational and stupid or whatever, but I can’t convince myself that it is.  I try to.  I really do, but I can’t.  I still think it.  I still fight it.  And tonight, I just got so scared that it was happening.. That you were gonna find someone better, and I just-“ he pauses, “I just freaked out.  I’m sorry.”

You frowned, your whole insides aching with the thought of Josh struggling with such demonizing thoughts.  You took a step forward, wanting to convince him that he was wrong, but remembering what he said.  That whatever you said didn’t matter.  That he couldn’t stop believing it.  A tear rolled down your cheek and you continued moving closer across the room until you were only inches away from him.  He looked down at you, exhausted and looking so defeated.  

“I love you,” you whispered, taking his hands in yours.  “I love you,” you said, emphasizing the last word, “so much.  And I’m sorry.  That guy was just some stupid guy from high school.  We were just catching up, I promise.  I’m sorry I made you jealous, I’m sorry I made you feel not good enough, and I know you said I can’t convince you that you are good enough, but I’m going to try.”

Josh squeezed his eyes shut, looking like he was trying hard not to cry.  You delicately moved your body closer to him, wrapping your arms around his torso and letting your head rest against his chest.  You stayed there, finally feeling his arms around you, his hands running up and down your back.  You’d always stay here, because this was home. 

“Besides,” you say, pulling back and giving Josh a slight smile, “I could never go for a guy like that, you’re my one and only.”

birthday prom

“Philip, don’t be mad,” Lukas says, fanning out his stack of fake money.

“I’m not mad.”

“He just thought he was getting better,” Gabe says, giving Lukas a look.

Lukas’s face falls.

“Gabe knows when to let me win,” Helen says, starting to gather up the pieces and put them in the box. “I always give him the eye and then I magically wind up being able to buy Boardwalk.”

Lukas puts his stack of money down and Helen sweeps it up like it was never even there. Philip is still leaning on his fist and Lukas feels like a fucking idiot. He reaches out, grabbing Philip’s hand over the game board. “Baby, you’re not mad I beat you at Monopoly right?”

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anonymous asked:

Dad I love ur fem taegi do u ever think about fem jungkook and fem jiminie??? I like to think about how jimin would be so smol and curvy and probably a bit insecure about her weight and jungkook would be this tall, toned beauty who is a little insecure about her own lack of curves. They would look so good together and you just KNOW jungkook would be so fascinated by jimin's boobs and even if they were just platonic at first she'd find herself always staring at jimin's body and blushing ☺️☺️☺️

[[okay but i literally thought of high school Au for this i hope you don’t mind]]

Jungkook hasn’t always been self-conscious about her “lack” of a body. Sure she’s never had the biggest boobs or giant butt, but that was never really a problem to her. Jungkook had muscles, Jungkook had tone thighs and Upper arm strength that put some boys in her class to shame and for someone who played on the school’s basketball and football team as well as the shool’s softball team, that’s all that mattered. Not to mention she never really had the time to think about her physical appearance in between her loads’ of practices and classes.

It’s not until prom time that she begins to develop some insecurities.

She’s waiting in line behind some cheerleaders waiting to buy Taehyung her tickets for prom since the little shit wants to surprise her own girlfriend and can’t be seen buying them, when she hears some giggling. Normally Jungkook would have ignored the sounds but this time she notices that the cheerleaders in front of her are giggling and sharing glances at HER.

“Who would ask out the perfect Jeon Jungkook?”

One girl says a bit too loudly and the others nod.

“Isn’t she strong enough to break her date?”

“Probably, plus who would go with someone that looks like an ironing board in a dress?”

Jungkook frowns and looks down at her outfit, ripped skinny jeans and a plain white tee shirt, and feels her heart clench painfully when she notices they’re right. She had no real curves, surely no one wouLd want to be with that.

Jungkook’s about to just turn away and make Taehyung buy her won tickets when another voice, this one light and airy, speaks up.

“I would go with her, she’s hot and is extremely talented at what she does.”

When the freshman looks up again to see who had said that her already large eyes widen even more. Park Jimin, head cheerleader, most wanted girl in the entire school and Jeon Jungkook’s biggest crush, smirks at her.

All the cheerleaders turn around when Jimin pushes them aside a bit to stand directly in front of Jungkook.

“In fact, Jungkookie” Jimin giggles and Jungkook thinks she’s melting over how adorable the girl’s eye smile is. “Will you be my date to prom if you don’t already have someone?”

All Jungkook can do is nod and blush as Jimin smiles and tiptoes to kiss her cheek.


“Unnie You know you really don’t have to go with me right?”

It’s a few days later and Jungkook feels a bit guilty about Jimin asking her to prom. She feels a bit like maybe Jimin did it because everyone knows Park Jimin is a fucking sweetheart and she Just wanted to shut the rude cheerleaders up. Not to mention that now Jimin and her are in the mall shopping for dresses and the first time Jimin had come out of the dressing room in a skin tight black halter top dress that showed off her double D breast Jungkook almost fainted.

Park Jimin was a solid ten and Jungkook felt like a negative two next to the beautiful pink haired girl.

“Oh, Jungkookie.” Jungkook hears Jimin sigh from the inside of her dressing room. “I didn’t ask you because I felt bad if that’s what your thinking.”

Jimin pulls the curtains back to reveal her body now being hugged by a long sleeve maroon, Jungkook’s favorite color, laced up dress with a nude opening around the butt and breast area and Jungkook suddenly needs to sit down.

“I asked you because I really think you’re beautiful and I’ve liked you since I saw you tackle the shit out of Jackson Wang at the beginning of the football season.”

Jungkook gulps, her eyes are glued to the open back of the dress as Jimin turns around to look in the mirror in front of her and the younger really really just needs some water. Jungkook nods, completely missing the smirk Jimin shoots her in the mirror and bites her lip.

“O-Oh I’ve liked you too…. For a long time actually.”


The prom goes by perfectly.

Jimin ends up picking out the maroon dress after she saw the way Jungkook couldn’t keep her eyes off of her and even giggles when the younger admits she was just planning on wearing skinny jeans and a red crop top to match.

“I’m not the dressy type, you know?”

“That’s okay baby.” Jungkook blushes at the nickname. “The skinny jeans will let me check out those delicious thighs better anyways.”

Jungkook later text Taehyung and lets her know she’s going to permanently die of blood loss from all the blushing she does because Park Jimin is a fucking tease.


They’ve been dating for a few months now and holy shit is it something. Jungkook finds herself blushing a lot more because now, at every game, she has head cheerleader Park Jimin jumping and dancing around in short skirts cheering for her. Hell, Jungkook’s lost count of how many times her coach has to yell out “JEON FOCUS YOU CAN OGLE THE CHEERLEADERS LATER!” only to hear Jimin’s beautiful high laughter right after.

It’s become kind of a thing of theirs really. Jimin has made it clear she loves Jungkook’s thighs. The elder constantly has a hand on them or is resting on them while Jungkook just can’t help but lay her face against Jimin’s boobs while they cuddle. She can barely help the way she stares because Park Jimin is really Satan and loves to wear tube tops and halters or tight tees that show off those wonderful tits.

Not to mention that wonderful ass the elder has.

They just love each other’s bodies so much, almost as much as they love each other.


Sadly, they find themselves in a similar situation to the prom event not too much later.

Only now Jungkook is not letting things just sit calmly.

It’s during lunch and Jungkook groans as she’s once again stuck behind some girls she really doesn’t like.  She can hear them laughing and no doubt talking shit about someone amongst themselves. She really plans to ignore them and just stare at Jimin where’s she’s seated and drawing when Jungkook catches her girlfriends name leave on of the girl’s mouth.

“How is she still captain?”

One of the girls ask and Jungkook begins to panic when she notices her girlfriend has now gotten up from her spot and is walking towards them.

“Really she thinks she’s so hot.”

Jimin smiles and tiptoes to peck Jungkook’s lips and that’s when the elder finally hears them.

“Honestly shouldn’t cheer captain be skinny and not a whale look at that ass I bet they can’t throw her up because she’s so heavy.”

Jimin’s Precious smile falls and Jungkook has had enough.

“Hey, Jinrae?”

The girl that had been talking shit turns and looks at Jungkook with an annoyed face.

“Are you so jealous of Jimin’s curves because Hoseok said he felt nothing but bone when he fucked you?”

Jimin’s eyes widen and the entire cafeteria breaks out into a mix of silence and loud “OHHH’S”

“What about you Heejin?” Jungkook turns to another girl that had been saying mean things. “You must be bitter because Jimin doesn’t have to stuff her bra in high school like you do.”

There’s more laughter and Jungkook finally pulls Jimin closer to her while holding onto her girlfriend’s soft tummy lovingly.

“Please don’t hate on someone who works her ass off in practice just because she looks like a goddess.”

(Jimin later pins Jungkook against a locker and kisses her so hard the younger’s lips nearly bruise but she totally loves it because Jimin lets her slips her hand up her shirt to squeeze her boobs.)