hush that joke is still funny

deal | pt 3 (m)

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

summary: the years spent working hard had really paid off and was it so wrong to want to rub that in a few faces? The cliché mean girls that often teased you for not doing anything with your hair or clothing, wouldn’t it be great to show off someone like Jungkook? High school reunion au + ceo!jeon

word count: 3,292

warning: slight voyeurism, usual filth etc

part one | part two

Monday. A fresh start to the week, bringing a close to deadlines as new deals began. The office as always was bustling with life, colleagues sharing mundane details of their past weekend and plans for the next. However, an interesting topic or rather rumour was making it’s way around the office at a frightening speed. You’re preparing your first cup of coffee that morning when you hear it, feminine sniggers to the right of you.

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PAIRING: kim seokjin x y/n

GENRE: fluff, university!bts, hoseok’s sibling!reader

WARNINGS: very small mention of arguing parents


A/N: this is so cute i love it! i think i’ll do a second part, so if you guys would like to see that please encourage me to do so! i love to hear feedback from you guys, it always helps! have a wonderful day you beautiful human beings

SUMMARY: The new boy couldn’t resist his fascination for the girl glued to her camera.


I had completely drowned out the majority of my surroundings, which ended up being a studio room that my older brother, Hoseok, and his closest friends, Jimin and Jungkook, resided in for the time being. I had wrapped myself in the jackets that were once worn on the backs of the boys, but since the room was cold and they were dancing, I sat engulfed in their warmth. I spent the time that the three used to practice for their upcoming dance for the pep rally, reading a book I had checked out from the library. A romantic story that was no way realistic, but my mind had no way of accepting that fact.

My best friend, Namjoon, was supposedly going to pick me up, but he said that two hours ago. By this time, I had completely given up all of my hope when it came to Namjoon rescuing me. My brother had been given all of the dancing talents, so therefore I did not fit in well during his practices. Unlike him, I enjoyed reading instead of physical activities, and cooking rather than playing games. We were the exact opposites of one another, but in a weird way, we were very similar.

Glancing up from the words I found myself enjoying more than anything I had read recently, my eyes met a smiling Hobi who appeared to be enjoying the practice so far. I was having fun seeing my brother happy, because recently our parents have been arguing and it has been detrimental. I have been able to ignore the hurtful words that escaped each of their mouths, but Hoseok cannot do that so simply. Lately, he has been spending his nights on the floor of my room, tears in his bright eyes that once held onto more joy than the world could ever comprehend. Hobi giggled once he repeated the mistake that the boys had both just fixed themselves.

“Y/N-ah! I’m so sorry!”

I watched as Namjoon rushed through the door of the practice room, his entire body wrapped in winter clothing. I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh as the boys halted their practice. Namjoon was panting, and I noticed another boy walking into the practice room, a boy I had never seen around school. He smiled warmly, the tip of his nose being a shade of pink. Namjoon walked over to me and took a seat, the unfamiliar boy following close behind.

“Y/N, this is Seokjin, he is new. You both have a few classes together; he showed me his schedule. I assume that you will help him around for a bit?” Namjoon begged almost, and I remembered the deal we had made previously. Being that Namjoon is in the student council, he constantly has to ensure the comfort of transfers. The only way he can possibly keep up with them and his studies is paying everyone in our group with food on Fridays. “Seokjin, this is Y/N. She is Hoseok’s younger sister, and you two have a lot in common.”

“Very nice to be acquainted with you, but please, call me Jin,” Jin nodded. I smiled faintly and closed my book, placing it beside me before watching as Hobi, Jimin, and Jungkook began to dance once again. I then recalled seeing Jin walk with Namjoon earlier today, but I only smiled faintly at Namjoon as I passed him by. Jin seemed kind, but most transfers did at the beginning. I let out a small sigh of displeasure, clinging onto the fabric of Hoseok’s jacket. “What is your major?”

“Photography,” I answered quietly, facing Jin who appeared to be genuinely curious. He smiled and nodded, pointing to the camera that sat beside me. I felt my cheeks reddening, not knowing the exact reason why though. “My minor is literature. I guess it’s not that difficult to see… What is your major, and minor if you have one?” I continued, sulking a bit. Namjoon yawned and laid his head on my shoulder when I finished, clearly being his normal sleep deprived self. Jin chuckled, his eyes squinting up as he did so; Namjoon closed his eyes as he grabbed one of the jackets I had across me.

“Culinary arts, and literature. I just couldn’t find the literature building today so I accidentally missed my class,” Jin stated. I then began to feel guilty, wishing I had stopped Namjoon and him and introduced myself earlier. I frowned, tilting my head to the side. Hearing Jungkook let out a groan, I turned to see him lay down on the wood floors out of exhaustion. It appeared as if he was just as tired as Namjoon, which didn’t surprise me. The only difference between the two that is not biological is their hobbies. Namjoon enjoys learning; Jungkook loves to play games.

“I am sorry, if I would have known that you were lost I could have helped,” I replied, and Jin shrugged his shoulders with a grin. He already seemed forgiving, which was weird being that everyone attending the university treated one another as if they were competitors. I, on the other hand, found myself trying to be the least competitive out of the entire school. Yes, I work hard for my perfect grades, but I don’t hate others that have the upper hand when it comes to academics. “Tomorrow, I can help if you’d like.”

“Tomorrow is Saturday, noona,” Jungkook giggled from the floor. My mouth gasped open for a bit, and I nodded before smiling sheepishly. I often forget what day it is being that everyday is similar to the last. Jungkook let out a small sigh as Jimin and Hoseok joined him on the floor. The boys are tiring themselves until they can’t move, and even when I suggest that they stop, they don’t. Midterms are approaching, meaning that no one is safe from stress. “Noona, can I stay with you and Hoseok tonight? My roommate is having his girlfriend over.”

“Yeah,” Hoseok and I responded in sync. Jungkook nodded and grabbed ahold of Jimin, hugging his side with a smile on his face. Jimin often stays over with Hoseok and I being that he also has issues with his parents, but he still lives at home. Hoseok and I don’t even ask him anymore if he wants to stay with us; he just does, and we won’t ever stop him because it’s for his own good. Mine and Hoseok’s apartment is the hangout for everyone, which is always fun and interesting. I enjoy having someone always there. Hoseok sat up, pointing to me and asking for his coat.

“Let’s bounce; pizza is on me tonight since I got paid. Jin, you seem cool and we ate lunch together so you’re a member of the family now; want to join us for pizza and a movie? You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to, but the offer is out there,” Hoseok smiled, taking a liking to Jin. He could tell that Jin was kind and genuine, which is the main similarity between everyone. Jin scrunched his face up, and I knew that his response was going to be a no.

“I have to unpack my stuff in my flat, so I’m going to have to decline. But maybe some other time, because I would really like to be friends with you guys,” Jin frowned faintly, and I knew that he actually did want to eat pizza and watch a movie with us. Hoseok nodded with a smile, agreeing that he would be invited again next time. There was no way that we would stop socializing with someone like Jin, being that I had classes with him and I knew that I wanted to get to know him better. “Monday, Y/N, right?”

“Yeah, stay with Namjoon and I’ll find you,” I smiled and nodded.

“Namjoonie oppa!” I rushed over with the undeniable sense of accomplishment. The results from my photography quiz had finally come back and I had passed it with flying colors. Even during the sample aspect, in which I had to photograph a picture of my favorite thing, I had managed to obtain a perfect grade. Namjoon turned on his heel to see me rushing over, and I saw the bags under his gloomy eyes. His vision shifted, and soon his expression brightened up with my arrival. “I scored what you would call perfect on the quiz I had to take in my class! The one with the picture of you guys! I made an excellent grade!”

“You did?” Namjoon gleamed, a smile forming on his lips. I nodded, and soon Namjoon’s arms wrapped around me tightly with pride. I noticed the grin on Jin’s face, who seemed the be the most lively person on the early Monday morning. He appeared as if the transition of schools hadn’t affected him too much, being that he still carried a grin and never looked at a challenge with disgust. “My face got you an A; you’re welcome, Y/N.”

“Hush!” I joked, nudging his side once we parted. I faced Jin with the same enthusiastic aura, noticing how he still dressed as if he were a CEO. Comfortability must not be a word in his vocabulary. Jin chuckled lightly at my response to Namjoon’s teasing, which possibly was more funny than Namjoon had first anticipated. I still felt slightly guilty for not approaching Namjoon and Jin on Jin’s first day at the university, but I made a promise to myself to repay him for my regrets. “How has your second day been of attending the Seoul University of Business and the Arts?”

“Far more relaxed than the first day,” Jin responded, earning a smile from everyone in the conversation. He did appear to be a lot more at ease than he did on Friday, which was comforting to know being that you never want anyone to feel tense in a situation they are not familiar with. I could tell Jin was a good person, and I was genuinely happy that he was finding his place at the university so quickly. “Thank you for offering to show me where the literature building and classes are.”

“No problem! Shall we start heading that way?” I asked, and Jin nodded with a warm smile. We then waved goodbye to Namjoon, who rushed away with the realization that he did not check over his answers. I giggled seeing him stomp away with anger and frustration. Jin and I then turned, and I began to explain how I remembered where all of the rooms were. “The literature building does not stand out that much, but oddly there’s one tree on campus that grows these beautiful, little flowers during spring, and it just so happens to be in front of the literature studies building!”

“That’s neat!” Jin chuckled. I nodded in agreement, telling the story about how when I transferred to the university that the tree is the only reason why I remembered which building was which on the large campus. Jin listened with a grin the entire time, appearing as if he was truly interested in the story most would call boring. He laughed whenever I made subtle jokes, and he smiled and nodded without interrupting me while I talked. “I think it is rather entertaining how you found a way to navigate the humongous campus based on a tree. I applaud your creativity and devotion.”

“Thank you!” I laughed.

Meanwhile, Jin found himself enjoying your company over anyone else he had met at the university so far. Ever since his eyes met yours, he knew that you were not the typical student. You took the extra step in everything you did, but not with the purpose of being an overachiever. You simply enjoyed challenging yourself, and to Jin, that said a lot about your character. He was curious about every action you made, and he wanted to know why you did what you do.

Although you didn’t even stop by Jin when you first laid eyes on him, Jin saw you, and that was enough to spike his interest. When you two had finally became acquainted with one another at the dance practice, he was over the moon. He had thought the entire day about how he could find you again somehow, his wary mind stressing over never seeing you again. It didn’t take him long to see that your beauty went farther than just your appearance, reaching as far as your intelligence and way of expressing yourself. Jin knew that he would do everything in his power to keep you by his side as long as he could.

A small frown formed on both of your faces as you approached the large building with the trademark tree in front of it. Jin stared at the piece of nature for a bit longer than he did anything else, and you smiled as you sneakily observed him doing so. He was perfect in every sense of the word, and you desperately hoped that he would not find another clique to hang out with during his spare time. You wanted to share hobbies with him, and not just walk to class and talk about the tree that sprouted gorgeous flowers in spring.

Jin wanted that too.


So bad its good: Family edition.
  • <p> <b>Sakura:</b> Alright if I hear one more bad joke in this house--<p/><b>Kizashi:</b> Sakura I am simply your humble father but surely you appreciate the sharp wit of your devoted husband.<p/><b>Naruto:</b> *sighs* She's banned puns from the house. I love your daughter but she is a humor snob.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> It's not about snobbery! It's about my mental health.<p/><b>Kizashi:</b> *shakes head in shock* My daughter how could you ban puns? They're the backbone of tradionalist humor. The founder of our clan used puns to bring laughter and peace to warring states.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Dad, you know, that I know, that you've just made that up. I'm not eight anymore.<p/><b>Naruto:</b> Honorable father in law, allow me the opportunity to inherent your will.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Ok I can see that you two have joined forces in silliness. I'm taking Shinachiku to the park and we'll wait there untill you both get the comedy bug out of your systems.<p/><b>Shinachiku:</b> ......... Mama<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Yes sweetie.<p/><b>Shinachiku:</b> I have a joke<p/><b>Sakura:</b> *Glares at Naruto and Kizashi*<p/><b>Naruto:</b> Sakura it's the humor gene passed down from father to son, he cant help it. It's DNA, its science. You of all people should know that.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Neither genetics or science works like that! Go ahead Shinachiku.<p/><b>Shinachiku:</b> Knock knock.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Who is there?<p/><b>Shinachiku:</b> Needle<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Needle who?<p/><b>Shinachiku:</b> Needle little money to buy some candy *giggles*<p/><b>Sakura:</b> oh my god that was so adorable! Shinachiku when did you get so funny!<p/><b>Shinachiku:</b> *proudly* I dunno<p/><b>Kizashi:</b> I am not surprised, it's in the boy's blood. It's the will of comedy!<p/><b>Naruto:</b> *Sniffs happily* The new generation surpasses the last.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Of course, Shinachiku is cute and silly while you two are just silly. That's why your bad jokes are still banned.<p/><b>Naruto:</b> Her will to comedy is mean<p/><b>Kizashi:</b> She has chosen the path of darkness.<p/><b>Sakura:</b> Hush! Shina has another funny joke to tell his mommy. Go ahead sweetie.<p/></p>

warwinterwolf  asked:

Sup :)! I saw your stuckony work (and it's oh so fuckin fab i loved it) Anyway me and my friend @fallenangelcastiel where super pumped up by stuckony avengers academy edition. You if we may suggest a prompt... "Bucky is still strugglin' with his memories even with Steve's and everyone help in the Academy, and sometimes he needs to be left alone so Bucky tends to sneak around at the back of Stark Tower writting songs and singing, cue on Tony loving every minute of it because it helps him (...) concentrate on his work. Iron man doesn’t really want to interrupt Bucky but one day there’s mild explosion and TWS comes up to see what is happening. He and Tony bond over tech and their mutual “Oh god Steve shut up, but also don’t because you have a nice voice I mean what”. Steve starts seeing them hanging around, but he has no idea why he feels like a hydra’s henchman kicked him in the guts, he later determines he is jealous but he isn’t sure of whom? Meanwhile Tony and Bucky enjoy singing Twenty One pilot songs and tinkerin’ with tech and after TWS determines that Steve is acting weird (more weird than usual) and findin out what Cap’s feelings are about. He sets up a surprise DATE! For the three of them. It goes to shit when Red Skull appears to fuck shit up (fuck that angry skeleton btw) and tries to get both Cap and Buck to Hydra (also Iron man gets really beated up by him) but slightly hurt Tony saves the day with science and an epic line like like Surprise bitch, you though you have seen the last of me” rad momentum and gets them back to finish their date. All of them bloody and covered in scratches end up eating giant burgers on the corner store and decide that this seems to be like a great idea on the good run (cue Bucky and Steve kissin’ all that sweet geeky Tony finally)” Sorry if its hella long, Hope this is okay, and long live stuckony and your amazing writting skills in every universe! <3

Oh wow you are so sweet thank you so much. Thanks for the prompt! I have been looking for some AVAC Stuckony to no avail, may as well write it!


James Barnes. That was the guy who had been on the Hydra platform for weeks now, rolling his eyes and shaking his head when he thought no one was watching. As soon as Sharon had figured out who it was, Tony was among the first to find out and the first to help James get back to being Bucky again. Once he actually joined the academy, Tony stepped back a little. Steve was the guy’s best friend, he should be the one helping him, not some random guy who knew how to break a bit of hyper-weak-ass brainwashing. Steve had made his peace with Tony but still wasn’t talking to him as much, avoiding really was the term. So when Tony learned he was helping Bucky with his memories, he guessed the new guy wouldnt be talking to Tony too much either. 

Tony shook his head and tried to focus on his work. His Iron Defenders needed upgrades, so did Rhodey’s suit, hell so did his own suit considering he spent so much time on the joke-suit of the Capbuster. He smiled, still funny though. He was nowhere near in the zone, the zone was a distant memory to him, how the hell was he supposed to focus? He was tempted just to head up to the hot tub when a low, gravely voice and a hushed guitar broke his train of though. 


Steve was great. No really, Steve was amazing at the moment with Bucky. He was helping his with old memories, encouraging him in anyway he could, but even his ‘best friend’ (was he? was this just a ploy from Hydra to ensure compliance?) had little time for his music. He wanted to play sports like the used to, or reminisce about old times, or live in that damn club. So, every now and then, when he could Bucky would sneak behind Stark Tower. Steve hated the building so tended to avoid it on his walks, especially since Tony planted a statue of himself there ( “Cap has a statue! Fair is fair!” He had argued) so he knew he wouldnt be bothered.  He could just sit and play his music, take his mind back into his own hands- not Hydras, not The Red Skulls, and not Steve trying to get his best friend back. He didn’t have to be Bucky or a Soldier, he could just be James.

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whatever happens here, kurt/adam, 1100words: Kurt and Adam attend the wedding of a co-worker on Christmas Eve. 

HAPPY HOLIDAYS, KADAM FANS. You guys are all amazing and I love you lots.


“It’s a ’cool toned, pastel themed ceremony’,” Kurt mutters under his breath as they slide into an empty pew. “She’s so pretentious- it’s a winter wedding.”

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moistyaoi  asked:

DAISUGA where suga's sick of Daichi not making a move so he's started flirting outrageously with Daichi at every opportunity and Daichi is a wreck (oh boy i hope i made it in time)

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“Are those new?” Daichi asks, looking at Koushi’s jeans. His gaze lingers beyond the usual checking-out period, and then longer still. “They look great.”

He sounds like he’s being strangled.

“Hm?” Koushi says, pretending at a casualness he doesn’t feel. They’ve been dating for three weeks, and Daichi has limited himself to cheek kisses and small touches that only serve to frustrate Koushi into wanting more. It was sweet during week one; it’s no longer sweet, and Koushi’s been trying to do something about it—but all the moves he makes are lovingly batted aside.

“You know who’d look better in them?” he asks, leaning against the counter in Daichi’s kitchen in a way that pulls the jeans tight against his ass. “You.”

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