i am a terrible person im sorry this took so long

anonymous asked:

Can I do zens reaction to an mc who's pretty close to jumin? like maybe they knew each others before or maybe they just generally get along with each other? ((Zen and mc are in a relationship BTW)) thank you if you do!!

 ~Oh yeah, I’ve thought about this before! This is going to be long btw im sorry 


  • At first, he hadn’t really noticed how close you were with Jumin
  • One day he came home and heard you on the phone with someone 
    • “Zen is home…yes, I better go as well. You too, bye!” 
  • Zen was super curious 
    • “Who was that?”
  • He tried to not be over-protective…
    • “Jumin,” you admitted calmly as you placed the phone on the counter 
  • Jumin…Han?
  • He felt a brief, sharp pain in his heart 
  • But why? 
  • He had no doubt in your faithfulness 
  • After all, what could that trust fund kid…dry as dirt ever do to one-up him when it came to you ???
  • Still…he felt his chest tighten a bit at the thought of you two talking 
  • You could see his slight wince and approached him without hesitation, running your hands gently along his shoulders and defined biceps 
    • “We have known each other for a long time…” you spoke quietly before placing a quick kiss on his lips. “He is a dear friend..nothing more.”
  • ‘Of course it was nothing more,’ Zen thought 
  • He felt the guilt wash over him 
  • You had thought he could ever believe you would be unfaithful to him 
  • Of course not…
  • He had full trust in you, he..
  • LOVED you 
  • It was just…why him? As a friend? 
  • It didn’t seem to fit 
  • If you needed someone to talk to…why didn’t you call him?
  • Sure, his schedule was demanding…but he would make time for you, no matter what 
  • If you ever needed…
  • He filled his lungs with air, releasing his deep breath through a smile 
    • “Jagiya,” he whispered, “I know.”
  • As much as he disliked Jumin’s opinions and personality, it was not worth fighting over with the person he loved 
  • In silence he remained 
  • However, he did not hesitate to make it known to Jumin, how much he loved you 
    • “I’m well aware of your relationship,” Jumin replied. 
    • “You know what I mean you jer-….Jumin. Just…” Zen choked a bit on his words in the moment. “She’s…she is the most important person to me,” he clenched his fist and spoke boldly through the receiver. 
    • “Again, I am well aware,” Jumin replied. “You two…you are an excellent match. I am very happy for you both.”
  • The sudden proclamation made Zen fall back a step or two 
  • Did he really just say that? 
    • “Thank you,” Zen finally spoke. “And I am glad she has a friend like you.”
  • As much as he might have hated to admit it, Jumin and you seemed to get along so well
    • “Would you both be interested in joining me for dinner one evening? A new restaurant opened in the area and it is supposed to be rather popular…” 
  • Zen thought for a moment 
  • It was nice of him to offer…
  • And it had been a while since he lived off of something other than your cooking or the disgusting food they brought on set for catering 
    • “ I guess we wouldn’t mind that…” Zen finally admitted 
    • “Great. I will have my assistant contact you with a time and date.”
  • Zen left the conversation feeling a bit shaky still 
  • He would have to make sure he saved up enough money to pay for your meals and drinks 
  • It wouldn’t be too much trouble for him, besides, you deserved to be treated to a nice meal you didn’t have to cook every once in a while 
  • When the day finally arrived, Zen could barely keep his hands off of you in your formal dress 
    • “Could we be even a bit late?” his lips traced the curve of your ear and he nipped lightly 
    • “Stop, you’re terrible,” you laughed and pulled yourself away from him and into the car 
  • Jumin stood when you both approached the table 
  • He let Zen pull your chair for you, after making a motion himself to do just that and realizing that it was not proper 
    • “Third glass of wine already?” you laughed at Jumin as he took a sip 
    • “You know me too well,” Jumin smiled 
  • Zen remained quiet at the table, watching you two interact as he grew increasingly self-conscious 
    • “What do you prefer to drink?” Jumin turned to Zen 
    • “I…doubt they would have it here,” Zen said nervously. “I normally drink beer not wine.”
    • “They have a wide variety of alcohols, actually. In fact, they provide many imported beers. If you don’t mind, I think I know something you would enjoy?”
  • Zen nodded hesitantly as Jumin ordered 
    • “Chardonnay for the lady and your finest import for the gentleman,” he handed the menu to the waitress. 
  • The conversation flowed smoothly from there on out 
    • “This is actually really good,” Zen boasted after taking a few sips 
    • “I’m glad you like it,” Jumin nodded and held his glass in the air for a cheers. “To the best of friendships,” he declared before the clink of glasses 
  • All three of you smiled and gulped 
  • Zen had so many questions 
  • How did you meet? How long have you known each other? Did you ever…hook up? 
  • You both were an open book 
    • “Goodness, no!!” you both laughed, “we have never been romantic. We just…understand each other. It’s hard to explain. But the thought of being more than friends has never even been on the table. We are here to vent to each other and talk about…well…personal things. Things friends confide in each other. Nothing more,” you smiled 
    • “Truthfully, I don’t know how you can handle this one,” Jumin laughed and gestured to you 
    • “Hey! I’m not that bad!”
    • “You’re lucky you found someone like him to be there for you,” he smiled and looked to Zen
  • This made Zen fill with happiness and pride 
  • Towards the end of the evening all three of you were laughing and swapping stories 
  • Drinking and clinking glasses to each other at every refill 
  • The check came and Zen reached for it automatically 
    • “Let me take care of this,” Jumin snatched it from the table with lightening speed 
    • “No way! I can take care of it,” Zen reached once more only to have it removed from his grasp once again 
  • Jumin sighed 
    • “I have no doubt you could, however, I am the one that invited you both. It is only proper. If it means that much to you, I will allow you to pay next time,” Jumin compromised 
  • Zen nodded, taking him up on the offer
  • When it was finally time to head home you each said your goodbyes 
  • Jumin gave you a swift hug, and shook Zen’s hand firmly before patting each others backs 
  • On the ride home he loved the way you nuzzled into his chest, your cheeks red and warm with the buzz of alcohol he knew would be flowing through you 
    • “This was a nice night,” you smiled warmly 
  • Zen’s fingers traced your own hand, his free one running through your hair as you lay on him 
    • “It was,” he smiled. 
  • He never thought that an evening involving Jumin Han would be so pleasant, but it really was 
  • And Zen would do anything for you 
  • He actually looked forward to another night when you all could get together 
  • Maybe at another restaurant? But which one? Or his place…well…Your place? He loved your cooking…surely Jumin would, too 
  • Before he lost himself in thought he placed a soft and gentle kiss on your forehead 
  • The streetlights flashed across your face as you made your way down the road, and all Zen could think about in this moment was how lucky he was 

fawnmist  asked:

Psst you got any good sick or injured Keith fic recs?

OK! finally getting around to answering this. sorry it took so long but ive like literally had to go through all of my bookmarks to find some, and even then the ones im about to rec are pretty loose on the sick/injured Keith.

Needless to say, theres lots of angst, some have happy endings, some dont. Ill add the warnings in for each rec

Finding Home by spacegaykogane

Warnings: N/A
Summary: After the wormhole collapses, Keith finds himself stranded on a strange planet. Alone. Until Lance comes along.
With their lions dead and resources limited, Keith and Lance need to put aside their differences and work together to get home.
Wherever that may be, now.
WC: 26966 (6/6)
General Notes: Its the typical fic of Lance and Keith getting stranded on a planet post s1 wormhole collapse. From what i remember its told mostly through Keith’s pov and I enjoyed it for all its worth. 7/10

we’ll make it, you and me by asexualrey

Warnings: Major character injury
Summary: “Keith, if we make it out of this alive, I’m going to kiss you.”
WC: 6421
General Notes: I really wish i remembered more of this one, i can only tell you that it was good. Lance is the one that ends up hurt the most, but like both of them are pretty beat up. 8/10

The Six Gun Sound (Our Claim to Fame) by Mytay

Warning: N/A
Summary“We’re not robbing the bank of the biggest crime lord here, Lance. Do you have a death wish?!”“Let’s just do our damn best to not die. I am too gorgeous to expire this early, dude — I haven’t even hit my prime yet.”Six weeks after crashing landing on this miserable world, the Red and Blue Paladins are on the verge of losing everything. This is how Lance and Keith turned it all around and earned their badass reputation as The Two McClains: Mercenaries That Get The Job Done.
WC: 13181
General Notes: They both get pretty scuffed up in this one, and its more of that dynamic duo action. i really love these two as space mercenaries/pirates. 8/10

Keith’s Scar by 61feathers

Warning: N/A
Summary:Keith and Lance comfort each other later after Keith tells everyone he is Galra.Lance didn’t get the chance to tell Keith his scar is actually really sexy though.
WC: 1134
General Notes: Short and sweet post ep8. You know that shoulder injury he gets, all about that. 8/10

all we have to do by akinghtley

Warning: N/A
Summary: Keith gets hurt during a mission, and Lance is not sure how to handle that.Lance wakes up on the floor outside of the medical bay, jerking wildly, body a mess of aches and twinges.
WC: 19418
General Notes: summary pretty tells all there is to this fic, and its pretty much all this, and Lance not knowing what to do with himself really. I loved it. 9/10

Don’t Forget to Remember Me by CamelotQueen

Warning: N/A
Summary: Keith recognizes him immediately. Alarm bells go off in his head. This person is important, he thinks. He wishes he could remember.“Keith!” he exclaims, “Look who’s finally awake. How are you feeling today?”Keith falters. His mind is working a mile a minute trying to recall this person’s name, what he is to him.“Um… who are you?” he asks dumbly. He immediately regrets it._______Keith suffers from dissociative amnesia.
WC: 4107
General Notes: a;sdkjgnasah this fic, holy shit, keith with amneisia kills me. my heart hurt the whole time, ust ughhhh. He’s not necessarily hurt but Lance is there taking care of him and boy, the domestic life suits them, but damn does it hurt. 10/10

Homecoming by Thesis

Warnings: Major Character Death
Summary: Two deaths and one funeral. Keith has trouble readjusting to Earth and Lance has trouble dealing with Keith.
WC: 9845
General Notes: I’m emotional over this still and i havent read it in forever ok/ thats all i gotta say. 9/10

bruises by Chaosandthecalm

Warning: N/A
Summary: “Show me how much you hate me.”Keith wants to know what Lance’s problem is. The answer might surprise him.
WC: 3632 (3/3)
General Notes: Boys being boys and being idiots. What can you do. 7/10

Of booty shorts and Injuries by Queerklancing

Warning: N/A
Summary: Keith is sure that he’s having a heart attack. Or that he hurt his brain when he fell earlier. Because it’s simply not possible that the boy who’s sitting next to him is not a hallucination. How could someone so gorgeous just sit in an emergency room at night?"Keith and Lance unexpectantly meet at the emergency room in the middle of the night.
WC: 23862 (4/4)
General Notes: lmao this one is great, def not as heavy as the others, but both of these doofuses get injured. keith is a hockey player and lance has legs for days. enjoy. 10/10

Prison Bonds by GriffinRose

Warning: N/A
Summary: Keith and Lance are captured and stuck in a cell together, but it’s not the Galra. They almost wish it was. These Cordalians feed off of emotions, and their favorite emotion is sadness. Worse, they’ve found a way to make their victims relive their worst memories to make that pain fresh again, and Keith has a lot of terrible memories he’d rather not relive.
WC: 18925 (8/8)
General Notes: just read it. please. 10/10

Heroes by battleshidge/Amiria_Raven

Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Summary: “My mom always hated the Garrison and what we were supposed to do there. I never got it. How can you despise the idea of being a hero?” Lance laughed a little here, dryly. “But I think I understand now.”He took a shuddering breath.“Because heroes aren’t meant to survive,” he choked, and then buried his face as the tears started falling again.
WC: 8463
General Notes: askgjnafbab, lance breaking down in this fic hurt my heart. 8/10

of florists and tennis shoes by venpast

Warning: N/A
Summary: 'Lance wasn’t sure if he’d imagined the brief tremble at the corner of Keith’s lips or not, that slight stutter that promised a smile. But before he could guess further, Keith gave his knee a shove and got to his feet. He reached out to him, “I’m done here, and I’ve still got some daisies to sell you.”“Yeah,” Lance agreed, looking down at the extended palm, noting the little Saturn tattoo on the inside of Keith’s wrist where the sleeve hiked. He took the hand, “better not overprice those too, you asshole.”’(in which lance is a broke university student trying to impress a pretty girl with flowers, but ends up falling for the florist that sells them instead.)
WC: 63774 (11/11)
General Notes: This isn’t the kind of physical hurt that most people think of, but Keith does get emotionally hurt in this one and it just breaks my heart. i really loved this, its wonderfully written, and its just, wow. 10/10

Echoes of the Past by Gigapoodle

Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Summary: It was his fault. He shouldn’t have retreated – he should have ran after them, Galra forces be damned, and ripped the red paladin right out of his weaponized hands, shooting the commander dead on the spot.But he hadn’t. Lance stood there, frozen with adrenaline and fear, before backing out with tears in his eyes, justifying it to himself by saying, ‘he won’t get far, we can easily get him back once I have Voltron with me.’He’d forgotten they didn’t have Voltron. He’d forgotten that without Keith, Voltron was nothing.Keith is Galra. Keith is gone. Keith is Galra. Keith is gone.
WC: 28197 (yes one chapter)
General Notes: this is more along the lines of keith finding out he is galra and hence running away its still one of the best fics in this fandom imo. 10/10

i can’t help but want by aknightley

warning: N/A
Summary: Lance deals with the aftermath of being sucked into a black hole and stranded on an alien planet.When Lance wakes up, all he can see is blue.
WC: 16921
General Notes: more of klance being stranded on a planet post wormhole collapse, and just yes. 10/10

Just Static by Jessadilla/wobblyarms

Warning: N/A
Summary: –Static—–iro, Hunk, Kei—, nybody? I’m—–static—-I’m sorry guys. This is all my—-static–cc—–I found my coordinates. They’re—stttcc–guys. I hear something—–scccc–end transmission-Alone on a hostile planet, transmissions aren’t getting through. How did it come to this?
WC: 84141 (16/16)
General Notes: just holy fuck. this fic made me cry, like straight up. it is more than likely one of the few fics that have made me cry, and i dont cry easy. 100/10

Lucky. (Hoshi Smut)

Hey guys! 😊 how long has it been? We are so terribly sorry we’ve been inactive and god we are just so sorry. We just weren’t feeling the sparks for writing, and we would never want to post something done half-assedly because you bby’s don’t deserve that. 🤗 so admin kenvy is working on the masterlist right at this moment and it’ll be up soon! yaaaaay, also this has been a request from a lovely anon. girl you thirsty. I worked on this at school because guYS IM PRETTY FUCKING SURE YOU’VE ALREADY SEEN KWON SOOMYOUNGS NEW LOOK LIKE BITCH SPEAR ME WITH YOUR DICK- anw so i just got so inspired to do so, and don’t worry guys! We will definitely grant all of your requests, please stay pretty and patient ❤️ alSO OH MY GOD GUYS 500+ FOLLOWERS, OUR FAMILY IS EXPANDING!! akdnkdndosnssidb. 😍 thank you so much for loving this little blog of ours, we love ya’ll so fucking much. What do you think we should do for reaching 500+!?

You are always free to ask us stuff you’re curious about, or if you have any problems we would love to help 😘 tell us abt your biases, your fantasies, be free and don’t hesitate. ❤️

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Also, for the lovely anon who had requested this, thank you so much for being patient ❤️ if it’s alright, i kinda made this one kinda different from the others, it’s short but i hope it’ll tug your heartstrings even just a little. But then again i’m so genuinely sorry if it isn’t to your taste but i am satisfied. Hope you enjoy bby. 😘 til next time, thank you for requesting! enjoy. 😉

warning: contains fluff, daddy kink and all that other good shit lol 
word count: 2,400+
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yoon jisung first meeting! AU

summary: in which you are flaked by your friend on open day and meet a cute uni tour guide 

length: 1.7k

a/n: oops this turned out very long but hope you guys enjoy it regardless

Originally posted by idaehwi

  • you couldn’t believe the fact that you’re friend had flaked you for the uni open day 
  • well she didn’t exactly flake you as she really was very sick and had a fever 
  • you even went to her house to check if she was alright 
  • the uni open day was basically a day in the holidays prior to start of uni where all the first years could go and visit the uni they were gonna start attending and be able to meet people in their degree and get a tour of the uni by older uni students and receive aesthetic booklets and freebies you wanted the freebies lmao
  • and like in order to get a spot, you needed to sign up 
  • and you were really shy so you mostly relied on your friend to do the talking
  • but you had no choice but to go bc you’d already signed up and you also wanted to see the uni properly since you never got the chance to go as it was in the city 
  • idk if this is a thing for anywhere in the world like in Australia we have open days but its not like compulsory or anything just beneficial lol
  • so there you were at your uni open day 
  • you almost hopped on the wrong train and it took you a good 15 minutes to find the meeting area
  • luckily you’d given yourself extra time in the morning so you were right on time
  • you told the girl at the desk your name and grabbed the files and freebies bag that was pre-prepared and you also had to awkwardly explain to them that your friend was sick and that you also had to get her freebies bag lmao
  • after getting all that stuff, you awkwardly hung around in the corner of the big room by yourself pretending to be scrolling through your social media me 24/7
  • everyone around you had at least one friend keeping them company and everyone was chattering 
  • and you were just…….there feeling super shy and awkward and self conscious 
  • and then suddenly there was a tap on your shoulder
  • you looked up and met eyes with a boy smiling brightly at you 
  • it was probably the brightest smile you’d ever seen in your life 
  • and when he smiled, his eyes would sort of crinkle in a cute way and it made his eyes look like crescents?????
  • you were low key blown away, why was such a cutie talking to you?
  • “hey, so i saw you standing by yourself, did you need any help?” asked the boy cheerfully
  • “oh-uh-i-am-fine” you stuttered awkwardly in reply
  • firstly you were an awkward bean and secondly this guy being cute did not help your emotions at all 
  • you had been to an all girls high school and you had basically turned socially awkwardly and lost the ability to talk to those of the opposite gender except for your dad lol me
  • “oh ok! are you waiting for someone?” asked the guy 
  • “um i was meant to come with my friend but she got sick so ‘m also grabbing my friend’s stuff” you replied quietly with your head slightly bowed down 
  • “cool! that’s so nice of you!” chirped the guy, “i’m jisung by the way, what’s your name?” 
  • “i’m y/n, nice to meet you jisung” you replied 
  • “well i can keep you company before the open day officially starts, we never start on time” 
  • for the next few minutes you guys chatted briefly and had small conversation 
  • you were in awe at how nice and patient he was 
  • most people would have probably gotten annoyed at you because you were quiet, shy and super awkward 
  • he was like a ray of sunshine, super cheerful and slowly he made you feel more comfortable even though your replies were short and boring 
  • the open day started and the person at the front who you assumed was a professor called out for the tour guides to come to the front 
  • jisung who was standing next to you walked up to the front 
  • you were surprised because wow you were talking to a uni tour guide??? who was so nice???? and cute????
  • jisung happily went to the front and joined the other uni tour guides who were forming a line at the front 
  • the professor made them say their name and to share anything about themselves
  • when it was jisung’s turn you paid extra attention 
  • he was just so bright and lovely and you couldn’t get over how his smile could light up the room 
  • “hello freshmen! my name is jisung and im a second year. to be honest, i graduated high school a few years ago and had to put off uni for a couple of years due to problems. when i started last year, i was quite nervous and insecure because i was older than most of the students but here i am now! uni is a great place and no one at uni cares about your age, your circumstances, your background and all that. i’ve made a lot of friends and have been welcomed by so many people. so why am i saying this? i’m sure that there are some of you that are very nervous and worried so my goal is to help you guys adjust to uni and help you to love it and make the most of your time here!” says jisung in his speech 
  • the professor nodded in approval and all the first years clapped
  • “hey guys no, clap like this! it’s called the jisung clap” says jisung as he deomonstrates a cute yet silly clap where it was he clapped in a circle 
  • everyone laughed and followed along 
  • *cue everyone in the hall clapping the jisung clap for a solid minute* 
  • you laughed along with everyone jisung was definitely a fun and nice person 
  • after the tour guides finished all their intros 
  • the professor was like “ok first years get into groups of about 15 people and you’ll be allocated a tour guide”
  • you stood there awkwardly frozen in your spot as everyone around you made groups with their friends and were introducing themselves to new people
  • you felt really worried and intimidated as a gush of anxiety rushed over you 
  • just as you were planning to escape with your bags of freebies a voice called out your name which you recognised, “hey y/n, come and join my group!” 
  • it was jisung, he was a couple of metres away from you already and he used his hands to wave you over
  • you gave him a meek smile and had no choice but to join his group
  • the tour went for a good 2 hours as the uni was massive 
  • jisung was so nice that he looked at everyones timetables and showed them where the lecture rooms and tutorials would be held
  • he also gave everyone tips along the way, told everyone where the best and worst bathrooms and just really fun facts about uni that actually made the tour interesting 
  • and throughout the tour you couldn’t help but find yourself slowly falling for jisung
  • yes he was handsome, but his personality glowed - he was so sweet and down to earth and humorous 
  • but you felt hopeless because your last crush was in grade 10 when a boy opened a door for you and you felt your heart racing lmao 
  • and you couldn’t help but think that jisung sorta paid extra attention to you during the tour??????
  • like when the other first years were chattering amongst themselves he’d appear beside you and chat with you 
  • and during lunch he squeezed tomato sauce on your sausage sandwich and it was probably one sided but as he was squeezing the tomato sauce, the sausage sandwich was on a fragile cheap plastic plate and it nearly toppled over and both of you guys had tried to save the sausage lmao and in the process your fingers made contact 
  • and you were blushing so hard that you couldn’t look up
  • but little did you know he was smiling to himself bc you were so cUTE 
  • he’d also offered to hold your numerous freebie bags and your stuff when you had to go to the bathroom 
  • bc tbh you knew he was so nice to everyone so it wouldn’t have any special meaning 
  • and tbh it was probably just a fleeting small crush lol
  • as the tour came to an end, you wondered if you’d ever see jisung again bc the campus was so big and he was a second year so you didn’t have classes with him 
  • just as you were prepared to leave, you looked at jisung one last time who was chatting to the professor 
  • you silently said goodbye dramatically in your head as you took one last longing looking at him you were too shy to say goodbye even though he had said goodbye to all the first years in his tour group lmao introvert problems ME 
  • just as you had taken like 7 steps you heard someone call your name 
  • it was jisung’s voice which you had come to recognise as he had talked nonstop for 2 hours 
  • “y/n!!!!” 
  • “hello jisung” you said shyly
  • “y/n you didn’t even say goodbye to me” pouted jisung 
  • “haha oh sorry..” you replied unsure of what to say 
  • “so like are you heading home now? wanna go together?” asked jisung
  • you looked at him in shock and started blushing before nodding 
  • “well if you were wondering, i dont mean to be creepy but i had a look at your application form and you actually live 2 streets away from me so i was thinking it’ll be nice if we could travel to uni together if you want, but that’s only if you want no pressure!” said jisung 
  • you were so surprised that you didn’t know what to say so you just nodded as he smiled brightly beaming at you 
  • “let’s go now then, we can grab some ice cream place that just opened!” said jisung 
  • and as you two walked out the uni, you couldn’t help but think this year was going to be really great and that uni was something you could look forward to and that maybe you could overcome your shyness in talking to guys
  • and if your friend hadn’t flaked on you, you probably would never have met jisung, so you were thankful to your friend !!

omg i feel like this is terribly written and super long and ranty. it was actually 2k at first and i had to cut it down lmao. as always, please let me know how you find this!! im still not over seeing wanna one in real life TT 

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nights for celebrations - jughead jones

Prompt: requested by an anon from my songfic list. Jughead and the gang have a night out with their Irish friend.

 A/N (please read): YAY SO IM FROM IRELAND AND I GOT TRY WRITE THIS YAY THANKS ANIN. This ended up being deeply personal as I myself am Irish and so this ended up being my favourite thing I’ve ever written (surprise, surprise the irish river dale obsessed girl likes the jughead x irish reader thing she wrote Also, Y/N ended up being super like me so apologies but I did try to keep her as ambiguous as I could). I hope you guys enjoy it and the extra bits (actual, not stereotypical or made up) culture I put in. The Irish stereotypes really pisses me off (and to be honest I don’t really like St. Patrick’s Day. I know, blasphem), so there are parts of me mentioning this in here.

listen to carrickfergus here

 Warning: Cursing, drinking.

 Words: 2014 oh god sorry it’s so long lol


It had been 10 months since Y/N Y/L/N had arrived on the scene from her native Ireland and if you said that she hadn’t stirred some variety into the small town of Riverdale, you’d be lying.

The night after herself and her family had arrived into town, she took a notion and fancied a burger. She found herself in your typical diner on the edge of town.

“Hiya, how’s it going? A burger and chips please. Sorry, fries.” You said to the dark haired lady behind the counter who smiled and you and took your order. Looking around the diner, you saw the place was busy enough, with one group of teenagers around her age sitting a few botths down. They were eyeing her out of the side of their eyes. Deciding to sit down and get out of their vantage point, Y/N pulled out a stool at the counter. Several moments later, an older man handed her the food and she thanked him as he looked at her with a quizzical smile. She noted they musn’t have many outsiders come into the town.

Just as she was finishing up her meal, a figure plopped into the seat opposite her. “Hey! I’m Veronica Lodge and I’m going to guess by the accent and the fact I don’t recognise you that you’re new around here.” The forwardness of the girl took you back a bit, but you laughed anyway.

“The accent stick out that much, huh? I’m Y/N” You extended her hand to Veronica to shake.

“I love it. I grew up in New York and I’m going to guess by the sound of it that you’re Irish?” Tilting her head at you and smiling, you immedietley liked this girl who was quizzing you even though you had just met.

“Yes, I am. We just got in yesterday. Economy is terrible at home so we needed a change.” Veronica nodded at you.

“Would you like to come sit with my friends? I was the only one brave enough to come and talk to you.” You nodded eagerly, desperate to try and make friends.

As she picked up your meal, she made your way to the booth of teenagers who were eyeing her earlier.

“Guys, this is Y/N. She’s Irish and just moved here yesterday. We’re her new friends.” You waved at the group and smiled a hello.

“Y/N this is Betty Cooper. Ultimate sweetheart and secret badass.” The blonde girl waved at her as her ponytail bobbed up and down.

“This is Archie Andrews, musician and football player. Your real-life Troy Bolton.” She smirked at the ginger boy

“Hey. Jaysus, with that hair they’ll think you’re the Irish one, not me.” The others in the group laughed at this.

The beanie-clad boy spoke before Veronica had the chance to introduce him.

“Jughead. Jones. The Third. Nice to meet you.” Y/N quirked an eyebrow at the funny name, then realised she had heard worse at home.

Since that fateful day, much had happened. Y/N quickly integrated herself to the group and the became fast friends, enjoying her typical Irish sense of humour: sharp, witty and willing to take the piss out of everything, including herself. Herself and Jughead had become very close, and after 6 months, he kissed her and they’ve been dating ever since.

As March rolled around, so did St. Patrick’s Day, and Y/N may not be at home but she was sure as hell going to celebrate in style. She gathered the troops to her house and pulled out a 6 pack of cans of Guinness.

“Right lads. I’m not at home for our national holiday and I miss it so we’re heading down to the bar. First, I got the family to send me these over. Not the same as a good pulled pint but they’ll do. Drink up.” She handed out the cans and as she gave Jughead his she also gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Y/N, darling, I thought you hated the Irish stereotypes of drinking? Because, right now you’re certainly living up to it.” Kevin giggled, taking a swig.

“Now now Keller. I may not like the stereotypes but I’m still deeply patriotic and proud of my heritage. I don’t live up to any of the stereotypes; I’m not ginger, a leprechaun, I hate cabbage, I DO NOT  say ‘Top of the morning to you’ and I do not have a hidden pot of gold no matter how much you ask Jug. Now c’mon, away we go! ” Jughead laughed at his girlfriends antics but followed her anyway. He usually hated the social scene, but, as this was a local bar and not a club; he could do it (for Y/N at least.)

She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun

She got Arthur on the table, with Johnny riding as shotgun

Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar

Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance, you know


After an hour at the bar, Y/N had everyone in the bar celebrating Ireland. The party was in full swing with the whiskey and Guinness flowing. They were all chatting when Y/N stood up and walked over to the jukebox. Next thing, the music changed and on came Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison. She walked over to Jughead and with all the strength in her body, pulled him onto the dance floor. After the song played, the young couple played some darts and some pool, in which Y/N beat Jughead at both. During some discussion of whether or not it was an 18 or 20 point difference between the in the darts, she pulled him in for a kiss. No matter how many times they kissed, he still felt like they were the only two people in the room when they did.

You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool

And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room

As last orders were called, was when she stood on the stool

After dancing to Cèilidh, singing to trad tunes

I never heard Carrickfergus ever sung so sweet

Acapella in the bar using her feet for a beat

Oh I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week

And in this packed out room, swear she was singing to me, you know


It was near closing time when the bar had quieted down a little that a slightly tipsy Veronica called out for Y/N to sing us an Irish song. Of course, the whole bar had heard and everyone was now chanting “SING!” at a very red Y/N. Giving in, she stood up on a bar stool as everyone fell quiet. Jughead was sitting right below her perch on the stool. He realised in this moment that he had never heard her sing.

Y/N opened her mouth, singing Carrickfergus, and it sounded like the soft ripple of a brook through a quiet forest. The whole bar was silent as she tapped her feet to give herself a beat and sang without a backing tune. Her voice was smooth, silvery and thick with emotion, with a hint of grit. Though there were over 50 people in that room, he could have sworn it was just the two of them, as through the whole song she never broke eye contact.

As she finished, she was met with whistles and applause from the crowd and pure shock from her friends. After many a ‘I had no idea you could sing’ and an incredibly bashful Y/N, she turned to Jughead.

“No idea how you hid a voice that criminally beautiful like that from a detective like me you lady.” She laughed at his words, throwing her head back and wrapping her arms around his neck.

The group said their goodbyes outside the bar, and Jughead and Y/N began to make their way back to hers, hand in hand. Both taking a deep breath of the cool spring night air to rid themselves of the smell of smoke, whiskey and wine that had attached itself to their coats.

Now we’ve outstayed our welcome and it’s closing time
I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine
Our coats both smell of smoke, whisky and wine
As we fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night

They laughed and joked around the whole way home, and upon reaching Y/N’s door; it was decided that Jug would stay the night. Her parents loved him anyway so that wasn’t an issue.

“I’m fucking starving, do you want anything from the kitchen” She called over her shoulder.

“Me too. It’s me Y/N, I’ll honestly eat whatever is in your kitchen and lots of it.” He heard her glorious, melodic laugh from the other room.

She walked out with a packet of Doritos and sat on the sofa with him.

“Jesus Jug, that was one of the best bloody nights of my life. I can’t thank you enough for coming with me, I know it’s not either of our scenes but I had to make an exception for St. Patrick’s Day. I love you.” She smiled up at him from her place beside him.

I walked her home then she took me inside

Finish some Doritos and another bottle of wine

I swear I’m going to put you in a song that I write

About a Galway girl and a perfect night

“I love you too. You know, I feel a short story coming on about tonight. A perfect girl and perfect night. I’ll call it Galway Girl.” He laughed at her face.

“You know there are places in Ireland apart from Galway right? I’m not even from Galway.” She nudged his shoulder and raised an eyebrow.

“Alliteration, Y/N. Alliteration. I have poetic license with this stuff.” Jughead smirked at his giggling girlfriend.

“You know, I just thought. I speak another language and I could say anything I want about you in it.” Y/N laughed at the false scandalized look on her boyfriends face.

“Is pian so thóin tú.” She kisses his nose as she says this.

“Does that mean ‘I Love You’?” He cocked an eyebrow and looked at her smugly.

“No. It means you’re a pain in the ass.” She doubled over laughing as he slapped a hand over his heart, pretending to be wounded. She climbed onto his lap and pushed the beanie off his head and brushed back the stray hairs. Studying his beautiful face and staring into his eyes, she kissed him, soft and slow and filled with love.

“Tá mé in ngrá leat” She whispers, foreheads touching.

“Does that mean I love you?” He whispers back, breathlessly.

“Yes, that means I love you.” She chuckled.

“Well then tá mé i ngrá leat as well.”

For the rest of the night, the young couple lay in stitches, with Y/N trying to teach Jughead her native tongue. By the end of the night, he had the important stuff down perfectly.

Y/N was drifting off to sleep, head on his chest and legs tangled together.

“Hey Y/N/N?” The girl hummed in response.

“Tá mé i ngrá leat.” He whispered into her hair.

A smile broke out on the girls face, as she felt so at home in this boy’s arms, and he felt the same.

“Tá mé i ngrá leat freisin.” And with those final words whispered, the young couple drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

My pretty little Galway girl

F**king Love - (Yoongi X Reader)

Prompt:  Can I request for a suga fic? Uhh. As much as possible can you pls make it sooooo angsty? Like crying and shouting everywhere 😂 but they can have some rough make up sex? Im such a perv 😂 the storyline is up to you just in need for angst rn thanks!

Genre: Angst/Smut

Words: 2025

Author: Admin Nan

Summary: It was Monday. Nobody liked Mondays, especially Yoongi. However that day, it was different. Yoongi seemed different- at least, he felt different.

A/N: Smut. Smut. Smut. Y’all so thirsty. I don’t mind though, so am I. Look at Yoongi, UGH. Understand my frustrations by reading this. i hope you enjoy. :D

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omgpipercy  asked:

any romantic pipercy headcanons? I'm more on the brotp side but i need some romance alSo tysm for answering my other ask❤️

i never got notified for this?? so im so sorry it took so long omg @ tumblr why, but yesss i always am ready to talk about pipercy!!!

  • ok so they are the actual messiest couple
  • not like they fight a lot, but like they are both just genuinely messy people and combined its terrible. like they can never keep track of anything and forget appointments and always get side tracked and are always late etc etc
  • but somehow in their attempts to get where they need to go they always end up having wild stories that all their friends are left ??? at
  • this isn’t a headcanon just a fact, but they are both insanely hot? you know the kind of people you see on the street and your like, are they a model? 
  • which means when they’re out together (which is a lot) it’s like intimidating bc they’re so good looking wtf??
  • they’re really soft around each other
  • like yeah they joke around a lot, and get competitive over video games (mario cart lmao) or get in arguments over superheroes (piper was team captain america, percy was team iron man) and sometimes their general vibe comes of more best friend-ish than boyfriend/girlfriend-ish
  • but like isn’t that good?
  • neither of them would want to be with someone who wasn’t their friend first
  • anyways back to the softness
  • idk if like percy fell asleep on the couch after a horror binge (percy didn’t watch horror classics growing up like the exorcist, rosemary’s baby, the shining, etc etc. and piper horror buff™ mclean wasn’t going to let that stand) and piper covered him with a blanket and kissed his forehead
  • or when piper’s having a rough day percy will get her favorite pistachio baklava from the deli that just far enough away to be inconvenient
  • they’re always touching, grabbing each others hands to make sure the other person is there, or piper will squeeze percy’s upper arm if she’s excited, and percy will sling an arm over piper’s shoulders or around her waste and just
  • they don’t even mean for it to be like a thing. but everyone around them just vaguely feels like their intruding bc it’s so casually intimate
  • they also kiss a lot
  • not just like full on kissing, but like cheek kisses, forehead kisses, hand kisses 
  • i mean obviously they spend a lot of time at the beach, both of them love the ocean, and they surf together and lounge in the sand and maybe attempt to build a sand castle (emphasis on attempt)
  • ,,, look im not saying they stay at montauk but they do and it’s just so good and they have a camp fire and share ghost stories and laugh and roast marshmallows and kiss 
  • they both love new york. percy bc he’s percy of course he loves new york, and piper bc it grew on her and she loves the way percy’s eyes light up when talking about the city and she loves the memories she has there
  • both are really sentimental people so they just have so many pictures, like boxes full just of them and their adventures (non demigod related adventures thank god) and their friends and family and
  • they are just both so in love
  • they’re one of those couples that when you see them you get that ache in your chest bc you know you know they love each other so much and would literally do anything for the other

and ok im going to stop bc this got out of hand, but i hope you like these!!! 

            HOLY SHIT !! So it’s been five years today since I decided to join Tumblr and start a blog for one of my favourite characters of all time. It’s been an incredible journey, with lots of ups and downs but my love for Gwen never left me and it’s because of you guys that I was able to bring Gwen to life in ways I never would have thought possible. You’re the ones who loved and supported me through all my bullshit and allowed me to grow both as a writer and a person. I met some incredible people during my time here, people who’ve been with me since day one and friends I made just last week. You are all amazing and I am so thankful to have you all in my life. Below are the people who helped make my blog what it is. Whether we’ve been partners for years, just met or if we just see each other on the dash with a like or reblog, I love you guys and you bring my dash to life  If I forgot anyone I’m so sorry, just know that I love you all !

                                                                                                            xoxo – Katrina

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Anonymous: BTS members reacting to you liking indie rock music

Jimin: He would always try to stop the smile that naturally appeared when you came up behind him with your speaker blasting the music genre while doing the little dance you did when you wanted him to join you. He would pretend he’s annoyed at first, telling you he wanted to watch TV, but he’d lose, like he always does when you did this. The both of you would soon be dancing together in the living room, smiling and laughing late into the night until you’re just swaying together whispering to each other this much you love the other.

“Why do you do this when I’m just starting to watch TV?” “I love you, Y/N… like, a lot.”

Namjoon: Namjoon loved this about you, in fact, he couldn’t get enough of it. He would always have a smile plastered on his face when the two of you would be in the car together, you singing the lyrics with all your voice could give and soon enough, Namjoon would join you. You’d both be singing, laughing, and dancing in your seats when you’d both realize the person in the car next to was staring. The light would change and the person speed off, looking like they just saw the weirdest hing while the both of you just grinned maliciously at each other.

“Aish, why do you do this to me?” “Don’t you mean ‘Why do we do this to you?’” “Whatever you say, babe.”

Taehyung: Tae would be in the living room, probably playing Overwatch with Jungkook when he’d start to wonder where you were. He’d leave the couch and a focused Jungkook to find you when he was walking down the hall, he could hear music playing and your voice singing along with it. You were in the bathroom touching up your makeup, casually singing when you saw Tae just staring at you, one of his boxy smiles on his face. He knew you loved music, indie rock being your favorite, but he’d never heard you sing before. Tae didn’t know you could sing like and he loved the way you sounded doing it.

“Why are you so embarrassed? You sound amazing!” “You should’ve heard her, JK, she is incredible.”

Seokjin: It would be your turn to cook tonight cause Jin cooked last night. You would start cooking before Jin got back to your apartment from practice so you turned on your speaker, putting the volume as loud as you could without disturbing your neighbors, and played the playlist you had especially made for when you cooked. When you were just putting the finishing touches on the bibimbap, Jin had walked into the apartment. He made his way into the kitchen where the source of the music was coming from when he’d find you vibing to a song. You were in your own world, completely oblivious to your boyfriend just staring at you from the door. When you finally noticed he was there, he had a look of mock-hurt on his face.

“How could you just completely ignore #1 in visuals like that?” “More like #1 in terrible dad jokes…” “Hey, my jokes are fantastic thank you very much.”

Yoongi: Yoongi would act indifferent to it. I mean, sure he’d know you’d love indie rock to death but he didn’t really care if you did or not. Although, there would be nights when it’d be just the two of you just hanging out and you’d randomly just start singing one of your favorites and Yoongi couldn’t help but smile at this. He loved when you, someone he knew who’d rather die than sing in front of anyone, be just so relaxed and calm and just starting singing.

“Why are you smiling like that? Is there something that Hoseok sent you or something?” “No, just you.” “What’s wrong with me then?” “Nothing, absolutely nothing.”

Jungkook: This little punk would tease you endlessly about it. He’d insist to both you and the members that you probably listened to indie music more than you did to them. Of course, he’d make sure that you knew that’s all he was doing, teasing you. He never would actually make fun of something you loved and you loved him even more when you’d see him listening to indie music sometimes when he was just by himself in the kitchen or living room.

“Oh, looks who’s listening to it now.” “Yeah, only because you insist on this more than even your own boyfriend’s music.” “Ha, never.” “That’s what I thought.”

Hoseok: He’d loves it, especially when the both of you would go on walks, just listening to the calm songs on warm, summer evenings. He’d probably even try to make you smile as he’d do his own “covers” of the songs which were basically him screaming the lyrics at the top of his lungs, Sope-style. You couldn’t help but laugh at him and his goofiness and just this alone was reward for him enough.

“Why do I sound like I’m trying to scare all living creatures away?!” “If Yoongi were here, he and I would be putting on a full-on concert.”

Finally, I’ve finished one for you guys and, yes,I do realize that most of these are scenarios and not reactions…. but, hey, i’m still getting used to this whole thing. This was really fun though and I am satisfied with myself (you can say I have this whole problem with making sure its perfect). But my first request is in the bag and I want to do more soon. So I hope you all like it and enjoy it ;)


anonymous asked:

Kang Daniel as your twin and your a Idol as well

A/N: Soooo i was shook when i saw this cuz I never thought that I would receive a request but i am grateful!!!! so thank u beautiful person!!!! and i am sorry for being SUPER late. And I uploaded a thing on my blog where i separated requests and asks incase of future requests. Btw i made this as a bullet if that okie~

  • Okay sooo first off
  • bless u for sharing the same genetics as my kang baby
  • sooo u decided to go into the kpop industry when u first saw ur twin daniel dance 
  • while he was a trainee under mmo and u were under Big Hit (yasss big hit fam)
  • u debuted under a seven member girl group Moonlight (im terrible at group names,( im sorry)
  • ur group became a HUGE success 
  • during ur debut stage, Moonlight won for a whole week on every broadcast performance 
  • and won every rookie awards for that year 
  • Daniel cheered u on but u wished that he and the mmo boys would debut soon
  • Moonlight’s number one fan
  • even went to the fan sign with jisung 
  • but when he was on pd101 u were his biggest fan
  • u pressured the whole company to vote for daniel or at least the mmo boys 
  • even bang pd who was DONE with u
  • when he won as the center u cried more than when u won on ment countdown the mama rookie award
  • u hugged him and then smacked him (plss dont hurt my husband)
  • when he debuted, people would interview u both of how it is having the other as a twin
  • u both would expose each other 
  • show baby photos or reveal embarrassing stories 
  • but u guys would 100% support each other 
  • when u guys hang out, daniel would want to take selfies and talk about what u guys are doing in ur respective groups 
  • the wanna one guys loves to hang out with u
  • seongwoo made u his best friend (upgraded his kang)
  • daniel: everyone is a snake 
  • always know when the other one is stressed or depressed 
  • daniel would text or call so u cant let out all of ur stress and rant 
  • u would give him advice and give him words of encouragement
  • during Halloween u wore the outfit daniel wore for his audition during pd 101 with a short pink wig 
  • and he wore ur debut stage outfit which was a white long sleeve crop top with black shorts and white boots along with a matching wig
  • the picture u guys took became iconic 
  • your members were shook 
  • wanna one were shook
  • wannables were shook
  • netizens were shook
  • Bang PD was shook 
  •  i can see daniel as an annoying brother,but really he would be a sweet brother who would protect u and love u
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Anon asked: “Please don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you cry” w/ boyfriends I don’t care who cries either way is good :33


Everything always happened so…fast. One second you’re living on air, happier than ever with your best friend by your side. And the next second you’re having a full on breakdown in the middle school playground.

It was about say 8 o clock at night and the sun was starting to set. Michael and Jeremy had been out all day at Dave and Busters and decided it was time to head back. They walked there, it was a bit of a far walk yes, but there was something about it that gave the two of them nice downtime. Especially the walk back. They were exhausted and walked side by side, shoulders touching with ease, a calm comfortable silence around them as the air got cool and clean. It was nice, it was relaxing.

Or it usually was.

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Reunion and Realization

 Takumi wondered if he had gone blind from that terribly bright light.

 Eyes still squeezed shut, he slowly lowered his arms. Fujin Yumi still tight in his grasp, he prince exhaled through his mouth and shook his head lightly from the incoming headache.

 “Welcome, Takumi.”

 Immediately he snapped his eyes open at the voice.

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desolationofzara  asked:

Hi! I love your writing and I was wondering if you would write something for your flock sideways fic. If Revali goes to Link and asks for his help for asking you out/hitting on you. And Link (knowingly) gives him TERRIBLE advice like, "she loves pickup lines. Yeah, the really cheesy cringy kind." "Have you talked about yourself enough? She swoons every time." "Trust me Revali. Im her best friend." Hijinks ensue.

[A/N: Sorry this is super long, but I loved the idea so much and thought it’d be a great way to celebrate my birthday and having 200+ followers! Also i’m really sorry there are no puns, I am so bad with puns ;A;]

Word count: 1715

Link is a decent guy that most would agree on.  Despite that he is a glutton and an occasional airhead, he worked his way to become the appointed Knight of Princess Zelda and the one chosen by the Goddess to keep evil at bay. He was resourceful, strong willed, and the kind of guy that allowed anyone to cry on his shoulders.  Most folks would even say he has a natural charm, and women crawl after him like starve wolves.

Revali felt violently ill thinking of Link like that.

As he stood from afar of the group he watched as you laughed and shoved Link’s shoulder, and Revali had to control himself from rolling his eyes too hard out of his head. He never understood how the two of you got along so well when it took him forever to even get on your good side, and not like Revali was totally ignoring that fact Link and you had known each other since childhood.

After months of struggles and dangerous missions Revali had found himself growing attached to you and thinking of you in a different light. These elated feelings brought him to the moon and back, but he felt hollow being unable to express himself in a way to let you know he wanted to be something more.

But as charismatic and talented as he was, Revali’s courting techniques fell….well, flat. He never had any interest in anyone before, not like now, where he felt his life would improve by taking you under his wing.

 However, he felt you were not the conventional person and that is why he is stewing like the dinner in the crock-pot you all were surrounded by. The closest person to you was Link, no one knew you better, but Revali’s inside felt like they were disintegrating. Did Revali really want to stoop so low by asking for his help?

When you turned around and caught Revali’s gaze, your smile made his heart thump against his ribcage and he looked away feeling bashful. Okay, he thought, perhaps for you it would be worth going through all the trouble. His moment arrived when you waved and walked away with Urbosa. It seemed like the two of you will be gone for a good moment and once you were out of sight Revali was hovering behind Link.

Link crunched his shoulders feeling a presence behind him and turned around to only be scared out of his wits. Revali looked at him feeling completely disinterested and spiteful, “I would like to make this quick, but I have predicament that requires your assistance…as poor of a choice that it already is.” Link only rose a brow and gave Revali a sour look. Revali grabbed the scruff of Link’s shirt and dragged him away from the campsite. Link fumbled around like a fool while Revali grumbled aloud, “Honestly.”

Revali made sure the area was clear of prying ears before glaring at Link. “You are well acquainted with [Name]. I believe they have mentioned knowing you since childhood, is that correct?” Link only nodded, and rubbed the area where his shirt had choked him. 

Revali only hummed, looking Link over and started pacing around him. One wing tucked behind his back while his other one waved around to emphasis his words, “Very well. I supposed you will do. As you know the Princess has been pairing [Name] and I together. Although there have been…hardships between us the truth of the matter is… I have grown fondly of [Name] and wish to swoon them. However, despite all my talents and charming personality; I lack, oh what is the word I am looking for, a certain finesse when it comes to expressing delicate sentiments.”

Link had zoned out halfway through Revali’s speech and was dozing off waiting for him to finish. Revali finally stopped in front of Link, his back turned and gazed into the stars, “It brings to my attention I do not know what will win them over. That is why-” Revali sighed heavily, “I am asking for advice. Your advice. Perhaps, I can bring some use out of you in the process.”

Link stared a moment, one hand holding his chin and hunched over. Now, there wasn’t many things that got under Link’s skin, but something about Revali poorly asking for help didn’t sit well with him, and, as your best friend, Link knew exactly what would woo you and what would not. Link had to prevent a smirk sneaking on his face as he realized Revali was giving him complete control. Would Revali listen to everything he said, he wondered, and stood up crossing his arms while nodding.

Revali coughed and straightened out his ascot, “V-very well then. Perhaps I shall start with the basics…” He rubbed the back of his neck, the feathers fluffing from the action. “What compliments would be suited for them?”

Link could feel his resolve slipping and tried his best to suppress the smirk that threaten to make its way forth. For the next hour, Link explained and gave suggestions while Revali, although he loathed to admit it, hung onto every piece of information.

Attempt 1: [Name] likes pick up lines

You had been sitting on a fence laughing away with Zelda and Link not having a care in the world while Revali was working up the nerves to speak to you. He’ll be damned if he allowed the Princess and Link prevent this opportunity and marched straight over. All the laughter came to a stop as Revali stood dignified next to you. You smiled and patted him on the shoulder, “Hey, Revali.”

Revali felt butterflies in his stomach and nervously spoke. “My, [Name], did you know you make me feel like a Lynel?”

Blinking, you just said, “What.”

“B-because when I see you I come charging.”

There was a silence between all four before Link turned around with his shoulders shaking. Revali felt himself starting to choke but he remembered Link told him that no matter what to keep going and no matter what you did it really meant you liked it. He tried to regain his confidence, opting to lean on the fence to get closer to you. “You know of my gale, correct?”

Fearing you’ll regret it, you asked, “….Yeah…Why?”

 “I am not the only thing it can bring to new heights.”

Link’s choking could be heard while you stare incredulously, “What the fuck, Revali. Ya weirdo.” You gave him the stink eye, lifting yourself off the fence and walked away with Zelda who was having just as a hard time like Link. Revali stood there his jaw to the ground.

 It hadn’t worked?? He looked over to Link questionably. Link only shrugged, trying not to let the smile be too pleased. Huh, Revali thought, on to phase two.

Attempt 2: [Name] dreams of flying

You bristled each time Revali approached. He had gotten some strange delusion that you wanted to go flying, but not on your glider.

On him.

Sweat began to form at your brow, crouched, and ready to spring away when an opening presented itself. Revali was exacerbated throwing a wing on his hip and the other covering his face, “Honestly, [Name], you are overreacting. There is nothing to be afraid of.”

“‘M not afraid!” You screeched,” I am just trying to point out all the reasons why that would not be a good idea!” He gave you a flat look, his wings held up in disbelief.

“I am much more reliable than that pathetic excuse of a glider!”  

“It’s not the glider I’m worried about!”

Revali just rolled his eyes and swooped for you, and you screamed bloody murder as your body lurched over his. What Revali was thinking you have no idea, but you weren’t even on his back properly, your legs choking his neck while the rest of your body flung around.

Link was fishing on the other side of the hill when he looked over and seeing Revali and you spiraling to the ground. The poor boy couldn’t catch his breath when heard the screams of agony.

Attempt 3: [Name] LOVES music, especially banjos.

Revali was irritated to say the least, none of the previous courting methods worked at all. He was going to give it one more shot before he called it quits.

 Link had courteously let Revali borrow his banjo, and as Revali stood outside your yurt in the moonlight he wasn’t sure if this was a good idea at all. Revali knew you were a light sleeper and got absolutely irritated being woken up.  However, again, Link had mention that there was nothing more than you wished for then being serenaded awake. A deep fantasy, Link had claimed.

Revali glanced at the instrument and strummed the strings nervously. He wasn’t completely horrible at playing, but he was no master musician. He was dressed in his best Rito garbs, free of his chest plate and warriors’ kilt. He hoped once you looked outside you’d be enamored by him playing under the moonlight.


A rude sound tore you from your deep sleep, and in the midst of waking into reality you were confused by what you were hearing.


Oh no, you paled.

No, no, you knew that sound. You rubbed your hands across your face when you heard singing accompanying the dreaded banjo. To your surprise, it wasn’t Link this time, and you were thrown into further confusion hearing Revali’s voice.

You flung yourself out from the yurt marching toward Revali. He was still playing when he noticed you approaching, and despite the nerves the threaten to freeze him, he kept going. It must be working! ….But then why did you look like you were ready to murder…?

You ripped the banjo from his feathers and thrashed it against the ground. You kept smashing the bloody instrument until it was in unrecognizable pieces and Revali had taken a step back. Huffing and wiping the sweat from your brow, you handed the neck of the banjo, the only thing left intact, back to Revali. He was left dumbstruck holding the broken instrument and watched you drag yourself back to sleep.

He stood there when a string curled off the neck, “W-why?”

lolshit56  asked:

I have some friends in the military and I was wondering if u could do a military au? Please and thank you! Btw I love your au's so much

High School Teacher AU!

Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, but I really don’t know much about the military. I don’t want to do anything inaccurate or offensive, so please accept this, instead. Once again, I’m super sorry that I can’t do it and this took forever!


Originally posted by parkjiminer

Subject: Psychology

  • Once, when one of his classes was acting up, he literally brought a kid up to the front and hypnotized him into thinking he was an old man. When he brought the kid back, he glared at the class and said, “Now you know what I can do if you guys act up again.”
  • He acts like he isn’t talented in his field, but he’s secretly really arrogant about it
  • Substitutes often have to replace him because he does a lot of stuff for the government
  • Whenever someone asks why he chose to become a high school teacher instead of something that pays more, he smiles softly and answers with, “Because if it weren’t for my psychology teacher, I wouldn’t be where I am today. I want to hopefully inspire one of my own students to strive for greatness.”
  • He usually wears contacts, but every now and then if he had a bad night before, he’ll just trudge into the room with his square-frame classes and a cup of black coffee
  • A couple of students find it kinda hot
  • He can totally ROCK turtleneck sweaters
  • He has an Instagram account, and one student stumbled across it during lunch. He was really confused when he suddenly gained twenty new followers that day
  • He secretly loves coffee shop aesthetics but let’s be honest, he’s basically a walking coffee shop aesthetic
  • He once wore a beanie to school, and in the middle of second period, he suddenly screeched, “WAIT HATS ARE AGAINST DRESS CODE” and threw it across the room
  • Everyone jokes about how he’d be terrible at law
  • And by everyone, I mean only the teachers
  • “You know, I think you’re gonna change the world someday. That’s why I entered this field of work.”


Originally posted by jinesthetic

Subject: Culinary

  • He’s everyone’s favorite teacher because of how eccentric and nice he is
  • He’s normally very understanding if someone struggles with a certain dish, but if it gets stupid, he will take no crap
  • One time the school had to evacuate due to a fire, and a rumor spread that it was from someone catching fire to rice in the culinary room. No one’s sure if it’s true, but everyone’s terrified for the poor student who might have made such a tragic mistake
  • A lot of girls make jokes about his good looks, but mainly just to hide the fact that they have crushes on him
  • Once, while he was demonstrating how to cook a dish, someone called out, “Whoa, you can totally show that off on the cover of Vogue!” and he flipped his hair and replied with, “Oh, I know, I’m absolutely gorgeous.” The room then burst into laughter
  • On Twin Day, he went to school wearing matching turtleneck sweaters and beige jackets with Namjoon
  • He doesn’t need contacts or glasses, but he wore fake matching glasses with Namjoon
  • Namjoon always visits his room during lunch so that they can complain about their problem students and boast about their better students that may or may not include you
  • Once a month, the class will hold a monthly vote for what he’ll make. Then over the weekend, he’ll make the food of choice and give it to the class. He does this for all six periods, and it’s great
  • He used to be the head chef at a popular high-class restaurant, and he writes books and does interviews to make the extra money
  • They once did a documentary about the history of the restaurant, and he was featured in it. You can find it on Netflix
  • “Ah, you seem to be having a lot of trouble with this part. How about you stop by after class, and we can work on it together?”


Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

Subject: World History

  • He just can’t seem to get over Commodus and the fall of Rome
  • “HOW CAN YOU BE SO STUPID?! WHY DIDN’T YOU JUST ACCEPT BEING THE HEIR TO THE THRONE?!” “Mr. please you’re screaming at a PowerPoint presentation”
  • He funds the basketball team, since Jungkook can’t
  • He used to play basketball when he was in high school, but the teacher who funded it quit, so he couldn’t continue. He doesn’t want someone to go through the same disappointment he did
  • He’s constantly wearing long sleeves, and someone spread a rumor that it’s because he cuts himself
  • That’s not the case, but it still spread pretty quickly and nearly got him fired
  • “Guys, I’m not emo. I went through that in high school, and it’s absolutely terrifying to me now.”
  • On Halloween, he actually did his hair so that it covered one eye and wore crappy eyeliner and told everyone he was an emo
  • He nearly got fired then, too
  • He ends up sleeping during class a lot of the time
  • He does NOT take any late homework. You don’t turn it in the day it’s due? Too bad, it’s a zero
  • He dressed up in a really sarcastic Christmas sweater the day before winter break that said ‘Deck the halls while I go nap’
  • The reindeer on it were reading magazines, and Santa had crossed arms
  • “I’d suggest for you to stop by after class, but I have to take my mandatory fifteen-minute nap then, and I don’t want you to miss the bus. See? I’m a considerate person.”


Originally posted by jhope-shi

Subject: Creative Writing

  • His head is up in the clouds the majority of the time
  • He is OBSESSED with symbology
  • He’s one of those teachers who go into the symbology of something, and you can just tell that that isn’t what the author meant
  • BUT
  • The thing is, he actually makes a good point most of the time, and the experience is truly eye-opening when you slowly realize it
  • He loves poetry, but is terrible at writing it
  • “I am a very dangerous animal. At the tip of a branch that shakes with existence, you bloom and fade without a name.” “Wait what does this have to you with you being an animal” “oH I DIDN’T THINK ABOUT THAT”
  • A lot of students find him boring, but if you truly understand literature and find it interesting, his class will seem really exciting
  • Everyone’s favorite time of the year is when they get slightly into mythology, and everyone’s put into groups. They then have to write a play about Greek and/or Roman mythological gods and goddesses and perform it
  • His favorite play so far was when Athena was arguing with the other gods about who was the most influential, and Minerva suddenly showed up and slapped everyone
  • He truly loves all works his students create, and believes that everyone has potential
  • “Wow, you really seem to understand the deep meaning of this piece. I’m impressed… I think you can even teach me a couple things.”


Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Subject: Math

  • “There are your AP Calculus students, and then there are your… *shudders* average algebra I students
  • He absolutely loves straight A students
  • He’s extremely left-brained, and has trouble grasping that being intelligent doesn’t necessarily mean flourishing in the common American school environment
  • He gets up very early in the morning, and often drinks coffee while teaching homeroom
  • A lot of students hate him because he’s fairly mean to those who procrastinate/don’t turn in their homework
  • However, he can be very sympathetic if you’re having trouble at home
  • He’ll even send you an email if things look suspicious
  • “Hi, this is Mr. Park. I have noticed that you didn’t turn in your homework for the past three days, and I didn’t want to discuss the topic with you immediately, since I know you get jumpy with your anxiety. If you need, just email me back, and I can go over the lesson with you.”
  • He has SO many signs hanging around the room about it being difficult to be a teacher
  • He is basically “sighs for three years straight” in human form
  • He’s better at formulas and sets of equations rather than graphing and geometry
  • He’s actually pretty bad at geometry, and another math teacher handles it in a different class
  • “If you can’t do your homework at home, you can always stop by my class before school to finish it. I know you’re a really smart student, and I don’t want anything to mess up your future because I know you have potential.”


Originally posted by hobibaehyung

Subject: P.E.

  • “It isn’t THAT cold out” *puts on a jacket*
  • He’s CONSTANTLY wearing Adidas merchandise
  • “Wear sandals to my class and you die”
  • He actually lets girls wear spaghetti straps in his class, but if someone comes to check on their class and he finds out beforehand, he’ll quickly run around and go, “QUICK GUYS HIDE THE SHOULDERS FROM SOCIETY”
  • He runs and funds the boys’ track, football, cross country, baseball, and soccer teams
  • Everyone’s always surprised by how young he looks, and even more surprised by how young he actually is
  • Dodgeball is his favorite sport, and if his students ask him to join, he will completely OBLITERATE everyone
  • He only makes everyone do one lap around the gym at the beginning of class, but he then makes everyone do, like, thirty pushups and it’s terrible
  • He actually knows how to breakdance, but there aren’t enough people to start a dance team
  • He has, like, twenty pairs of sneakers, half of which he got while still in college
  • “’To the window, to the wall’ does not apply to dodgeball, so please refrain from throwing the ball everywhere you can. Yes, I’m talking about you, Y/N.”


Originally posted by saikokpop

Subject: Biology

  • He tends to yell and debate a lot in his class, and honestly, everyone wonders how he wasn’t fired yet
  • He’s very strangely passionate about sex ed…???
  • “You know, when you have sex with your partner, you’re having sex with their parents, and their parents, anD THEIR PARENTS, AND THEIR PARENTS-“ “OK GEEZ WE GET IT MR. KIM”
  • A lot of people think he does drugs, when he doesn’t
  • He can actually be really funny a lot of the time
  • There’s a story that one time, he accidentally set the table on fire and he just stood there, staring at it in defeat
  • On Halloween, he dressed up as a knight and disguised a device with wheels and a tube coming out of it as a dragon. He then sat on it whenever going through the halls and pretended he was “returning to his home kingdom”
  • Everyone absolutely loved it
  • A lot of the female teachers have crushes on him
  • He isn’t always so eccentric. He just does it to keep his class entertained and engaged
  • He’s pretty cool and laidback in reality, and it’s really strange for students who drop by after class, because he’s too exhausted to keep up the act after school ends
  • “I have a little extra time on my schedule, so if you need, I can tutor you. I’ve never done it before, though, so I wouldn’t trust myself.”

it-is-i-the-funkiest-nut  asked:

Hey hey! I was wondering if you could do one where the RFA find out that MC is an underground MMA fighter? Like, they come home from a fight with a bruise or two because they allow one hit before K.O.? (I'm one, so I was just wondering ^^)

A/N: I’ve always wanted to do MMA, but I ended up sticking with boxing instead ^^ So it’s really cool to hear you’re a MMA fighter!!!!!! omg!!!!! ~Admin 404


           -He noticed when you came home with a few bruises here and there

           -But never thought anything of it! He’s clumsy and runs into things all the time

           -It’s possible that you’re the same way!

           - secretly hopes you’re the same way so he’s not the only one

           -But one day you came home with a black eye??


           -You tell him that it’s no problem! It happened in your most recent match, you just weren’t expecting them to aim for the face

           -Match?? What match? You promise to take him to your next one so he can see just what you mean by “match”. IS IT LIKE AN LOLOL MATCH, MC???

           -He was honestly so worried for you!!! Oh my GOD WHAT IF YOU GET SERIOUSLY HURT, MC????? You did your ritual where you allow the opponent one or two hits, and he almost fainted at the sight of you getting hit, but, after those two hits though…. It was time for you to finish it. One hit knock out, the opponent is down! HOLY SHIT MC THAT’S AMAZING WHAT???

           -HE’S SO PROUD OF YOU!!! Omg his s/o can kick some serious ass!! #1 fan from now on!!! Never worried about you getting seriously injured, but does worry a little when you get black eyes. lowkey excited because wow so strong, you could be really dominant (did i really just bring that up im sorry)


           -He notices any bruises immediately


           -He’ll fight anyone who hurts you!! Or anything!!


           -So when you come home with a particularly large bruise on your ribs

           -Not only was he worried, but LIVID

           -You didn’t really want to tell him about you being an MMA fighter because you know he’d worry! And not want you to fight because you’re his angel and he doesn’t want you hurt!

           -But you told him anyway and you swear his eyes almost popped out of his head. He wasn’t as mad about it like you thought he would be? Instead he stuttered out that he wanted to come watch a match of yours, ya know, to make sure you were safe and all

           -HE LITERALLY STANDS RIGHT UP AGAINST THE CAGE! He wants to be as close as possible if something goes wrong! Not to mention he just really wants to see how good you are! When he saw your opponent get a hit on you his heart sank and his first thought was, “oh no, MC’s gonna lose”. But?? You hit the other person once and they hit the floor? He knew he was able to land one punch knock outs but? You can too? Holy shIT THAT’S AMAZING? MC LETS WRESTLE SOME TIME if you catch my drift

           -He was so proud of you!!! Likes to tell everyone he can that the two of you are the Badass Couple and you shouldn’t be messed with. Though he still likes to fawn over you like you’re his angel because!! You’re so precious to him! He likes feeling like the knight in shining armour let him have this pls


           -She’s used to mysterious bruises as well

           -The girl does judo, come on

           -The two of you honestly danced around the actual reasons the two of you had bruises

           -Until one day, she decided she shouldn’t need to hide it

           -If you truly loved her, you wouldn’t care if she took part in a rough sport

           -You completely supported her!! You told her that you’re an MMA fighter and that’s where you get your bruises from

           - y'all are the owners of the Don’t Fuck With Us Squad

           -So, after attending and cheering your heart out for her at one of her matches, she just knew she had to go be your number one supporter at yours!

           -SCREAMED UNTIL HER LUNGS GAVE OUT FOR YOU! Oh my GOD THAT WAS AMAZING MC, ONE PUNCH KNOCK OUT! The people around her were honestly a little afraid because as much as she screamed in support of you, she also got very angry at your opponent. “WHAT THE FUCK! DON’T HIT MY MC LIKE THAT, THAT MOVE HAS TO BE ILLEGAL!”

           -She tries to go to as many of your matches as she can!! She knows what it’s like to relieve stress with judo, and assumes that MMA is your stress outlet; she’s 110% for it!


           -He’ll notice any bruises on your body IMMEDIATELY

           -He keeps a mental log of ones he puts on you during intimacy, so if there’s one that’s out of place in his mind

           -He KNOWS it’s not from him and immediately quizzes you on it

           -MMA fighter? You? But… you’re his soft little kitten

           -There’s no way you could participate in this violent sport. What if you got hurt? He couldn’t stand that. Nope. No way

           -He tried to ban you from participating but you’ve been a fighter for so long, you love it! You couldn’t just give up like that, and you refused.

           -You convinced him to come to a match of yours so you could prove to him that you’re one of the best around! There’s no way you’d get seriously injured!

           -He finally agreed after a few days of begging, and decided to show up to your match. Might I add that he sTOOD OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB. Who wears a suit and is surrounded by so many body guards here come on

           -You decided to mess with him a little, and allowed your opponent to get a few hits in to the face before you took your shot. With a glance Jumins way, you could see him already pushing people out of the way to get to the cage, and you could hear his shouting for you to stop the match over the crowd. After you’ve decided you’ve scared him enough, it was time to prove your point- so with one blow, you knock your opponent to the ground as they lay unconscious

           -He was completely in awe?? He immediately ate his words and was honestly proud of how well you could hold your own in something so violent. Makes a note to call you his feisty kitten from now on, and agrees to let you continue. also lowkey turned on at how aggressive you can be holy shit mc, waddup


           -Unlike Jumin, he…cannot keep track of what bruises he gives you during intimacy or…whatever stupid thing the two of you were trying to do saeran begs the two of you to stop trying to jump off the fridge he’s tired of cleaning up the mess afterwards

           -So he doesn’t realize when you have a few new bruises here and there

           -Well, until there’s one large bruise on your rib cage

           -??? He’s never done anything to give you that bruise… did he?


           -You have to calm him down and tell him that, no, he didn’t give the bruise to you, you got it from the match you competed in the other day

           -There was no stopping the giggle that came out when you saw how cute he looked when he was confused

           -You told him you’d take him to the next match, so he could watch you!! He showed up decked out in gear with your name on it. CHEERED SO LOUD WHEN THEY ANNOUNCED YOUR NAME!! Security had to drag him away from the cage a few times before the match started as well because he kept trying to get in and drag you out

           -He knew you were strong-willed, but when he saw the other guy get a hit on you, he was worried? Did your strong-will not match your physical strength? That’s not possible. So, when you hit your opponent with the K.O., he screamed so loud!! Cheered louder than any other person in the room!!

           -“GO MC!!! THAT’S MY MC!!!!” Ran to you afterwards and hugged you so tight! But now he didn’t have to worry about breaking you! HE CAN HUG YOU AS HARD AS HE WANTS Y E S. He’ll still worry a lot about you, though! You’re his everything, that’s not something that’s gonna change, no matter how good you are



           -MC IS THAT A BRUISE OMG ARE YOU OKAY???? v, that’s dirt, im fine please calm down

           -So no matter how hard you try to cover up a light bruise on your leg, he will still notice it

           -Asks if you ran into the table again, and if he should just move it

           -“Are you sure? It’s not a problem to just move it a little…completely…out of the house so it stops hurting you” “V you aren’t getting rid of the table”

           -You have to sit him down when you tell him that you got it in a match, and that you’re a MMA fighter

           -FEAR IN HIS EYES

           - Demands Asks if you could take him to your next match because he wants to see what MMA is exactly

           -He had no doubts that you could hold your own but still flinched when you took a few hits. His smile was bright enough to light up the god damn WORLD when he watched you knock your opponent out in one hit!! He’s not one to condone violence, but doing this made you happy! And as long as you’re happy and safe, he’s okay with it!

           -Goes to every match he can from now on and takes pictures of you in action because?? Holy shit? It’s amazing? The graceful yet powerful way you move, your muscles, evERYTHING! But at the end of the day, he’ll kiss every bruise you get so you’re reminded that he still cares about your wellbeing


           -Hey, he might leave a number of bruises on you when the two of you are intimate

           -But NOTHING that dark

           -Or painful looking

           - who the FUCK AM I KILLING, MC

           -“There’s no way you’re an MMA fighter, you’re too cute”

           - what the fuck did you just say to me

           -You have to drag him to a match of yours where he sits by the cage and looks uninterested

           -But also highkey stressed out because whAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PROVE, MC, YOU’RE GOING TO GET KILLED IN THERE

           -One hit, two hits- your opponent starts to think you’re an easy match to win, and Saeran is freaking out at this point. What did he say?? He TOLD you that you’re TOO CUTE TO ACTUALLY- woah wait a minute, did you just K.O. the other person?? wHAT? HOW?? MC?? mc im turned on now what the fuck

           -Embarrassed as all hell when he apologizes for doubting you, and tells you that he’s really proud! He really likes it! He’ll come to every match and practically screams at your opponent when they get a hit on you people start wondering if maybe he should be in the cage 

Riddle me this - Edward Nygma One shot

Based loosely off of the song Heart break girl by five seconds of summer and i think this has been written before but like differently? im not sure but if it was written before i’ll find it and give credit i promise ♥ anywho lookie here! i wrote another story! yay me!

Originally posted by edngyma

“I’m coming!” you shout tiredly putting getting out of the warmth of your bed, its currently 3:30 in the morning, you were startled awake by knocking on the door.
you get up to answer the door and are slightly confused to see your Nerdy co-worker Edward Nygma standing at your door at this hour, “Ah.. I’m terribly sorry for waking you, I knew this was a bad time, I can just go-” you sighed heavily grabbing his wrist pulling him inside “Dont worry about it eddie i had just fallen asleep so its fine” you lied to ease the hurt looking boys heart about waking you
he nervously sat on the couch fiddling with his hands obviously uneasy, you set down two cups chocolate milk before sitting down next to him “So what seems to be the problem Mr nygma?” you said looking up at the boy, whos face turned to more pained for a second before a sad nervous smile formed on his lips “I took your advice, About mrs Kringle that is” you nodded picking up your cup “I gave her a note confessing my feelings to her.. ”

you frowned putting your cup down to rub his back gently yet reassuringly, truth be told you’ve always had the biggest crush on your awkward, nerdy riddle loving friend. it broke your heart to see him constantly get his heart broken by the same girl.

he let out a shaky nervous laugh “I wish she had just thrown it away. Arnold Flass found it in her desk drawer, He told everyone about it” he hunched over putting his face in his hands “If you ask me, Shes missing out” you said sighing softly scooting closer to him, rubbing up his back gently “You are an amazing person Edward Nygma and anyone who thinks otherwise is just a mindless baboon, Espeically Arnold Flass” he let out a shaky chuckle looking at you “You think so?..” you nodded putting on a soft smile “Of course! your the smartest man i’ve ever met! not to mention your so adorable when your all caught up in your riddles or little fun facts” your face started heating up to the words spewing out of your mouth “God anyone would be lucky to have someone like you Eddie.. Kristen should consider herself very lucky to have your utter love and devotion. God knows i would!-” you quickly covered your mouth with wide eyes as the blood rushed to your face

all you could do was stare at the floor in shock and disbelief that you just confessed to your long time co-worker and friend. Eddie just looks at you in confusion processing what you had just said before his face started to get dusted with a pink tint. he let out a small nervous chuckle “H-Hey.. (Y/N)?” he said softly breaking the awkward silence. you nervously look up at him muttring a soft ‘yes?’ he turned towards taking a deep breath “I have a riddle for you” you give him a strange face but nod anyway, eddie is this really the time for a riddle?, no. but hes going to say one anyway “Of no use to one, Yet absolute bliss to two, The small boy gets it for nothing, The young man has to lie or work for it, The old man has to buy it, What am i?”

you raised an eyebrow, carefully thinking over the riddle till it hit you like a semi truck going fifty on a highway “a.. kiss?” you looked up at him unsure but the big grin on his face said you had the right answer, before you could even question him about it you felt a soft yet chapped lips press against yours gently. before you even had time to respond to his sudden kiss he pulled back “I.. like you to (Y/n)”

It’s a Bet

Originally posted by ceohan

Chapter 7

Jaebum X Mark X Yugyeom series

Warning: Mild smut

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6

The car suddenly hit on breaks and Jaebum turned to looked at me with a shocked look on his face.

“What….” His voice was quiet this time as he was going to carefully listen to what I was going to say.

“That is why I was meeting with Mark he threw me a surprise birthday party…though it was just me and him.” You said softly.

Jaebum didn’t move and the air within the car had tensed up as well as his hands on the steering wheel had tensed.

“Everyone else forgot about my birthday…and it felt nice that someone remembered,” I said in almost a whisper causing Jaebum to hit the gas and speed to my apartment.

Why was he acting this way? Did meeting with Mark make him this angry?

In less than 20 minutes we arrived at my apartment which at a regular speed would take about 40 minutes.

Without a word, he opened his car door and walked over to open my passenger side. Getting out of the car you were almost scared to look him in the face and apologize for tonight.

“I will see you tomorrow at work 8 am sharp.” His words were straight to the point no emotion at all which caused your eyes to well up in tears, but you held them together until you got to your room.

Immediately you picked up your phone and dialed the number of the only person that could really make you feel better in this situation.

The phone picks up.

“Hey, are you busy, could you come over I need you right now.”

“What a long shift…” you whispered to yourself as you took the keys out of your apartment door. Without Y/N’s help, it was a lot harder managing the café even though she worked part time on top of her new fancy job.

Turning on the lights, you set your Chinese takeout on the kitchen counter and collapsed on the couch. I wonder how it went, thinking to yourself while looking at the clock which read past midnight. Most of the time when Y/N was working you thought about how she was doing, If she was having a hard time, eating well or felt lonely.

Usually, after work both of you would chill at each other’s apartments watching a horror movie, playing on the Nintendo switch or eating a late dinner. You both spent a lot of time together always enjoying each other’s company.

Y/N’s personality is what drew you to her. The first day she was hired you had a terrible headache and on her break, she had bought you some bear crackers and some medicine, that is just the type of person she is always caring.

Sometimes you wondered how she felt about you…

Deciding to finally get up from your couch you went straight to eat the Chinese food when you heard your phone buzzing from inside the couch.

“Who is calling at this time of night.”  mumbling to yourself picking up the phone.

“Hey, are you busy, could you come over I need you right now.” Her voice was shaky.

Your eyes widened hearing her voice on the other line. 

“I’ll be right over.” Without hesitation, you grabbed your jacket and your keys and rushes to her as soon as you could.

The soft knock on the door gained your attention from watching the muted Korean drama on your television screen. Taking a deep breath, a part of you wished you didn’t call this person as you were just caught in the motion of your feelings but he was here now and you knew deep down you really wanted his company anyway.

“Hey, thank you for coming.” You said to Yugyeom as he stood there catching his breath while running his fingers through his damp hair from sweat.

“Is everything alright? You sounded terrible over the phone- did they do anything to you because if they did Y/N I swear to Go-“

“I messed up everything,” You said interrupting Yugyeom as tears run down your face. It was just a birthday but everything was happening so quickly, the fact that you celebrated it with Mark, to Jaebum being angry at you, to missing the café.

All the feelings were just coming up at once and you lost it.

“Shhh,…it’s okay…” Yugyeom whispered while wrapping his arms around you, his grasp was warm and comforting.  “I’m so sorry you didn’t have a good time and I’m also sorry I missed your birthday, I promise to make it up to you.”

Your eyes widened at his words, thinking that he didn’t even know today was your birthday.  Burying your face in his chest you continued to cry, not wanting him to see your makeup smeared face.

The fact that this moment was happening made your heart burst even more.

Yugyeom was one of your closest friends and the fact that you were letting him see this vulnerable side was very surprising.

As you continued to cry you felt Yugyeom lightly lift you up whilst you wrapped your legs around him.  He sat down on the couch and rubbed your back til you finally calmed down.

“Y/N, listen you can always call me when you want to talk, I’ll always be there for you when you need me no matter what.” His voice was so soft and understanding I nodded my head and hugged him tightly.

Sitting back, you placed two hands on either side of his face and kissed him on the cheek.

Yugyeom brushed his lips against my ear and held you tight and soon his lips met yours. His kisses were very kind and loving but soon turned into more.

Guiding you to lay down Yugyeom started kissing your neck and making his way down to giving you light stomach kisses.

Unintentionally you let out a moan making him stop what he was doing as if his ears perked up to the enjoyment let out by your voice.  

“Mmm… I thought so.” Yugyeom smirked pulling you closer to his face from now between your legs.

“Yugyeom, please…” you said covering your face almost nervous to what he was going to do next.

Without saying a word, he lifted your lace under wear and began to kiss your core.  

The thought that Yugyeom was doing this to you was driving you crazy and before you knew it you were passed out on the couch.

The sun hit your face and you awoke from a long-needed rest. Yesterday was like a blur…

Rolling over you close your eyes to go back to sleep when the memories of last night finally hit you.

Jumping up you noticed you weren’t laying on the couch you were tucked nicely in your bed. A buzz from your phone goes off and you realize it was a message from Yugyeom.

“Something to tell me…” you say to yourself.  What could it be…

Family Ties (Pt. 3)

Part Three

Pan x Reader

Part Three

Part Four

There is a small trigger warning for this part (looks like this *** Trigger Warning*** will be posted before and after the scene, it is for if you want to skip it.)

The group turned towards Hook and began to ask him a million questions, each one trying to talk over the other. I watched the madness slowly unfold for a few minutes, truly enjoying the look of pure panic filling Hooks face as he watched Emma. After a while, I grew bored of waiting for him to answer their questions.

“Hey!” I yelled, grabbing their attention. “For being the only adults on this island, your all acting like the whiniest babies I’ve ever met.”

“Well, what did you expect? You just dropped a bomb of hidden information on us.” Emma said.

“Emma, I can explain.” Hook whispered.

“I don’t want you to explain! I don’t trust you anymore.”

“But, Swan-”

“No! All this time you had a daughter, and you didn’t tell any of us. And your daughter has a direct connection to the guy who took my son.”

“Oh, quit being so over dramatic.” I said as I rolled my eyes. “Pan’s not that bad.”

“Are you kidding me?! He literally hired people to kidnap Henry!”

“Maybe. But without him, I’d probably be dead.”

“I don’t believe that for a second.” Emma snapped.

“It’s the truth.”

“How?” She questioned.

“Simple. Would you like to tell them or should I?” I asked as I looked at Hook. He gave me a look full of misery like I was the one that ruined his life. Drama Queen.

“It all started when I was two. Like I said my mother died, and when she did Hook changed. He became obsessed. Obsessed with drinking, obsessed with finding the dark one, obsessed with revenge… And yes I know he’s a pirate.” I snapped.

“But this was different. I’ll remind you all, that I was raised on the Jolly Rodger. I was constantly surrounded by pirates. And he could out drink them all.” I said.

“I don’t have a lot of memories from when I was two, but the one I do have, He was completely different. He was always smiling, he was always happy, he was always there. But when she died it was like he couldn’t even look at me, like he couldn’t be in the same room as me. I was always alone. And years went by like that. Then when I was about fifteen Smee, one of the pirates on the ship, stepped in. He started to act like the father that Hook wasn’t. Since I lived all of my life under the deck on the Jolly Rodger, I didn’t learn much. Hell, the only time I wasn’t under that deck was when everybody else went to shore. But one day Smee sat me down and spent hours trying to teach me how to read. It took weeks, but he never gave up, he never quit. He constantly told me I could do it, as long as I wanted it, and as long as I tried hard enough.  And the moment I finally got it, he started to teach me how to write, first in print, then in cursive. It was the first time in my life I felt important, that I felt loved. And it stayed like that for about a year and a half. He taught me one thing after the other, like how to draw, paint, cook, sword fight, and other stuff like that. It was the best year of my life.” I whispered.

“But then, out of nowhere, he stopped. He stopped coming by, stopped teaching me things, stopped saying hello when he walked past my room, everything just stopped. And it was like I didn’t exist anymore. Again. I was worried that something had happened to him. So I went looking for him, which could have gotten me into a lot of shit, since Hook didn’t want me anywhere but my room. It took me a while, but when I finally found him, I was relieved. Then I was hurt. Because that meant that he stopped coming by cause he wanted to, not because something terrible happened. So I decided to confront him, ask him why. But the moment he saw me, a look of pure fear washed over his face. He didn’t say a word to me as he pushed me back below the deck, almost like he couldn’t wait to get rid of me. He quickly shoved me in my room, but right before he closed my he looked me in the eye and said ‘Im sorry but, your father thinks this is for the best.’ then he shut the door. And that. Broke. My. Heart.” As I spoke those words a tear slowly left my eye.

“The only person who ever treated me like family just walked away, with no plans of ever coming back. All because my actual family wanted me to be just as lonely and miserable as him.” I spit out. I looked up at the group of people in front of me, and saw that each of their faces were full of pity, I then angrily wiped away the tears that rested upon my face.

“But surprisingly enough, that wasn’t the moment that made me hate Hook. It should have been, but I couldn’t. At the time all I could think was that I already lost some of my family. and I wasn’t willing to lose anymore. So to distract myself from the loneliness, I read. I read book, after book, after book. And that’s when Pan showed up…”


I sat on my bed, reading the last few pages of my favorite book. I was passing the time waiting for Hook to dock the ship, so he and the other pirates could head to the nearest pub for the night. About an hour later I notice the absence of cheering, shouting and slurs. I sat down my book and climbed out of bed, before heading out of my bedroom and towards the stairs that lead to the deck. I walked towards the bow of the ship, and once I reached the center I lied down and looked up at the stars, trying to remember the names of the constellations I learned.

“If that one’s Lepus, then that one should be Canis Major, Which means that that one is-”

“Orion. My Personal favorite.”

I jumped at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. I quickly turned around as I stood up.

“Who the hell are you?!“I shouted.

“Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? I’m Peter. Peter Pan”

“What do you want?” I questioned.

“For someone whose ship was just bored without permission, you seem oddly calm.” He noted.

“It’s cause I’m not worried.”

“And why’s that?” He questioned. “I mean you’re a girl. A girl whose all alone with a strange boy that you don’t know. I would deem that quite a dangerous situation, don’t you think?”

“I maybe a girl, but I was raised on this ship. I am constantly surrounded by pirates. Men way more dangerous them some kid. Now you didn’t answer my question. What do you want.”



“I want you, to come with me.”

“Are you out of your mind?”

“Quite the opposite actually.” He said as he began to walk closer to me. “I want to take you to a place for kids like you.” He said as he stopped in front of me.

“What do you mean kids like me?”

“Kids who feel alone, unloved… lost.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not any of those things.”

“I may not have any girls on my island, but I know a lost soul when I see one. A lost girl.”

“I’m not lost! what part of that don’t you get.” I said as I quickly turned away from him.

“You’ll realize it soon enough. But until then I’ll be stopping by.”

“Why can’t you just-” I began to yell as I turn to face him again. “-go away…” I whispered as I realized no one was there.

The following days were filled with questions and self-dought. Was I lost? Did I really feel unloved? Was this Pan person right? It didn’t matter though, Cause Hook was my dad. My family and family stick together. They don’t abandon each other. A few weeks had past and Pan kept his promise, he visited at least once a week. And every time he would ask me to join his group of lost boys. And even though I denied his offer every time, we ended up bonding.

A few days had passed since Pans last visit, when I was laying in my bed trying to fall asleep, but the pirates on the deck above me were being too loud for me to sleep. As I went to turn to face my wall I let out a startled scream. There lying in my bed, facing me, was none other than Peter Pan himself.

“God! What is wrong with you?!” I yelled as I smacked his arm. “You can’t just sneak up on people like that!”

He just laughed and brushed it off as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders to pulled me in for a hug.

“I’m sorry… Were you trying to sleep?” He said smirking.

“You know damn well I was trying to sleep.” I replied back, smiling.

“I bet you were planning on dreaming about me weren’t you?”

“You’re such a flirt!” I say with a grin on my face.

“You aren’t denying it.” He mocked with a smirk.

“Oh, grow up.”

“That not how it works, and if you came to Neverland you’d get to experience it to.” Pan said looking me in the eye.

“You know I can’t do that. I can’t leave my dad. I’m all he gots.”

“ You don’t belong here. We both know it, even if you don’t want to admit it. Just come with me. To a home where you’re wanted, and needed. Where you’ll be loved more than you ever could be here.” Pan begged.

I turned away from him then got out of the bed and stood by the window.

“I think it’s time for you to go.”

A look of sorrow filled his face as he got up and stood next to me.

“Fine, but if you change your mind just say the word and I’ll take you away.” He unlatched the window then pushed it open. But before he left, he turned towards me and softly caressed my cheek. His eyes shifted from mine to my lips only to return to my eyes once again, as if asking for permission to do the one thing we had both been craving. Just before I could agree, a loud pair of footsteps could be heard making their way towards my door. Instantly I was in a blind panic.

“You have to go. Now.” I urged.


“No. Now.” I said as I rushed him to leave. “Please.”

“Just say the word, and I’ll be back.” He said before shooting me one last glance and escaping into the darkness of the night. I quickly shut the window, just as my door was kicked open. I turned to face the door and saw one of the newer Pirates walked in.

*** Trigger Warning ***

“Can I help you?” I questioned skeptically.

“I can think of a few ways, you could help me out…” He said with a disgusting look on his face.

“I think you should leave…” I whispered.

“I don’t think so.”

He began to approach me as I pressed myself closer to the window. My heart began to race faster and faster with every step he took. I began to scream for help as he grew closer. He grabbed my arm and began to drag me towards the bed. I yanked on his hand trying to pull it off of me. My life flashed before my eyes as I thought about what was about to happen. I continued to struggle and pray for someone to save me. Anyone.

***Trigger Warning Over ***

Then out of nowhere a strange burst of light flashed throughout the room. I tightly shut my eyes, preventing the light from entering.
When I opened my eyes I say the pirate fly across the room and out of my bedroom door.

“What the fuck was that?!” I thought as I looked down at my hands and quickly stumbled toward the door, Just as I was about to close the door and lock It I glanced toward the stairs and saw him. Hook. Just sitting there, shining his hook.

I stared at him with a look of disbelief and then a look of hatred.

“Are you KIDDING me! He was just… He was going to… FUCK YOU HOOK. I hope you rot in Davy Jones locker.” I swore as I slammed the door shut and locked it. After the door was locked I sat on my bed and I raked my hands through my hair trying to relax. Then a loud slam came from outside the door, then another, and another. And that’s when I realized what was happening.

The pirate was trying to break down the door

I quickly stood from my bed and backed towards the window.

“Shit! What do I do? What Do I do?” I panicked.“Why didn’t I just go with Pan?!" 

And that’s when I realized it. I rapidly turned around and pushed the window open.

"PAN! PAN! Where the hell are you when I need you?!” I shouted. I whipped my head towards the door the pirate rammed against it again but this time it began to splinter against the pressure of his blows.

 "Fuck! I believe god damn it!“ I screamed. When I turned to face the window again he was there, giving me a look of confusion.

"What is going on?!” He questioned as the door began to give way.

“I’ll tell you later. Just get me out of here.”

*Flash Back Over*

As I finished telling my story I looked upon the group of shocked and angry people.

“Oh my God.” Snow whispered after I finished telling my story.

“You were just going to let her get raped?!” Yelled Regina

“Of course not. We may not be close, but she’s still my daughter.” Hook replied.

“Really? Cause you looked pretty comfy on those stairs.” I said.

“The reason I was on the stair was in case you couldn’t protect yourself. I knew you could though. You’re your mother’s daughter after all.”

“What does she have to do with anything?” Emma questioned.

“She was very powerful. With magic. She never used it, but when she did it was enchanting.”

“Who was she?” Regina asked curiously.

“She was the love of my life. Milah.” He whispered.

“Wait isn’t that Neals mother?” Snow asked.

“Aye. it is.” Hook replied.

“That would mean that she… Is Henry’s aunt…” David said.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Stated Regina.

“Wait. Wait. Wait. Who the hell is Neal?” I questioned.

The Void

A/N: H-hey, guess who’s back! (Sweats nervously). I know, I know, that new chapter was long coming, and I do plan on posting it tomorrow. In the meantime, enjoy this little short that has nothing to do with anything, really! Or does it?

Anyway, per usual, this thing’s got a really strong Flat Dreams influence. Shoutout to @pengychan and stuff. And the idea was actually requested by Barbacar on ffnet. Enjoy!

The first thing Mabel saw upon waking up was white. The next thing she saw was also white, because there was nothing but white all around her: the “ground” she was laying on, the “sky”, and the wide expanse all around her was all a blank, blinding emptiness. There was no wind, no sound, and most importantly, no Dipper.  Wasn’t he with her before…before- what?

The girl squinted into the blank abyss above her head, trying to remember how the heck she got here and why there was a heavy dread pooling in her chest that wouldn’t go away. She remembered Dipper, he was there with her, he looked…scared. And the Grunkles were there too…panicking?

“ENIE!” Wait.

“MENIE!” No.

“MINIE!” No no NO.

“YOU!” She- she was-


She’d died. She’d died, and now she was-

“No no no no NO!” It took a moment for Mabel to realize that the voice wasn’t coming from her head. “YOU CAN’T DO THIS SO ME! COME ON, I INVOKED YOU, YOU’RE SUPPOSTA GET ME BACK!” She raised her head and saw a familiar yellow glow that froze the blood in her veins. The triangle was floating only a few feet away from her, shouting obscenities at the white expanse of sky, some of which did not even sound human. “YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO-” the demon turned around, his single eye fixing onto her, pupil narrowed to nothing but a pinprick. “YOU.”

Oh no.

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Let Me (pt 3 of Jaebum mini series)




[A/n: this took me longer to write simply because it was still pretty angsty and I was having a hard time find a fluff ending that didn’t seem to forced. Tbfh it’s not the fluffiest ending but hey…at least it wasn’t pure angst]

Pairing : Im Jaebum/ Reader

Genre : Angst/ some fluff (if you can call it that)

Words : 1.8k

Pt 1. Pt 2.

-Y/n’s P.O.V-

“I think you should at least hear him out Y/n…” Youngjae said, taking a sip of his coffee.

I looked away from him, knowing that he was right but I just… I couldn’t bring myself to call him back. After that first message he left he started leaving more. Every night it was a new message and every night he sounded drunk off his ass except for one particular night. That message he left was different than the others. His voice sounded so deflated and void of any emotions.

“Hey it’s me again. I don’t even know why I keep calling…it’s clear to me that you want nothing to do with me. So, um, yeah I won’t bother you any more. I’ll leave you alone like you want me to. So…yeah….I guess this is goodbye. And uh, I’m really sorry…about everything. You didn’t deserve any of it.”


Youngjae’s voice brought me out of my thoughts. I knew he wanted me to get some closure but I wasn’t ready.

“Y/n…I know you’re not ready to talk to him but… you gotta know he’s not the same anymore. The Jaebum you feel in love with has been replaced with… someone that’s just a shell of the person they once were. Hyung…is different and it’s scary.” Youngjae said, choking up a little.

I felt terrible for putting him in the middle of this. Not only was he my best friend but Jaebum and him were practically brothers. So seeing his hyung go through something like this must’ve been painful for him.

“Look, I’m not saying you should forgive him but…at least talk to him…please.”

I sighed heavily, combing my fingers through my hair, “Fine. But only because you asked me to do this and because I want closure. I loved him, I really did but I’ll never be able to forgive him.”

“We really need the old Jaebum back…”

“How bad is he?” I asked, feeling worried about what Youngjae would say next.

“He drinks everyday…he’s gotten better at hiding it but, we’re all worried. He shows up to practice and is really sluggish and his vocals have been slacking. His apartment has turned into a complete pigsty.”

I sighed, feeling my heart sink to my stomach at hearing how his world has fallen apart just like mine has. Not waiting another minute I pulled out my phone, dialing his number for the first time in what felt like forever. It’s like he was waiting for my call since I didn’t have to wait long. The phone only rang once before he picked up.

“Hey…” I finally spoke up after a minute of silence.


A moment of awkwardness passed through us before I decided to speak up again, “Um, do you–do you have time to meet up?”


I almost laughed at how quickly and eagerly he answered, “Nine tonight? At our spot?”

“Yeah! Yeah, I’ll be there.”



I didn’t know how else to keep the conversation going so I went to say goodbye but stopped short as he called out my name.



“I-I really am sorry…about everything.” He sighed out, his voice sounding vulnerable.

“ … I know… “

Before he could say anything else I mumbled out ‘see you tonight ‘ and hung up. I closed my eyes and let my head hang forward, a heavy sigh escaping my lips.


I wrapped my coat tighter around my body, trying to keep warm. I kind of regretted asking him to me at this time since it got considerably colder when the sun set. I was already here so there was no turning back.

Jaebum and I’s spot was the bridge that overlooked Han River. We would come to the bridge late at night and just enjoy the view, our darkest and deepest secrets being spilled it the other on these nights. Every time we would come to this place I felt a little bit closer to him, thinking that I knew everything there was to know about him…guess I was wrong.

“Why’d you ask to meet at this hour knowing the temperature would drop? You could never stand the cold for long.”

“That’s because I never really had the chance to actually feel cold.” I said, not sparing him a glance as I hinted to the fact that he always used to be there to warm me up.

A moment silence passed through us before he decided to speak up, “What did you want to talk about?”


I heard as he shifted next me, probably looking at me.

“Does that mean-”

“No. No. I just want answers and then I’m gone.” I cut him off, finally looking at him and seeing his face dropped at what I said.

He nodded, his face blank as he undoubtedly put up his walls. He shifted on his feet before looking me in the eye.

“I need you to know something before I answer any of your questions.”

I stayed quiet, silently tell him to go on. He went to grab my hand but stopped himself halfway.

“I may have lied to you but one thing I have never lied about was loving you. I loved you with everything I had, I still love you.”

“But that didn’t stop you did it?” I retorted, knowing that I wasn’t making this any easier.

I could care less to be completely honest. I was done crying, I was done feeling pathetic, I was done wallowing in my own self pity, I was done with it all. I no longer felt the sadness, the pain, the despair I felt before, no, I was angry, I was completely livid. I was angry at the fact that I didn’t notice any of the signs, that everyone else had seemed to know but me. I was angry at knowing that he felt like he needed to go to her when he had me. I was angry at the fact that he claims to still love me after all the shit he has done.

“So what are the answers you want?” He asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“I want to know why.”

“Why I did what I did or why I did it with her?”


He sighed, leaning on the railing of the bridge, “The first time it happened I was drunk. You were on a trip visiting your parents and she came over. I had already had a few drinks with the guys but I decided a few more couldn’t hurt. One thing led to the other and next thing I know I wake up in the morning naked…and next to her.” He paused for a second before continuing, “I don’t know how or why but we just… kept on seeing each other. We both knew it was wrong to lie to you but we couldn’t seem to stop, that is until you caught us.”

“So if I hadn’t have come home earlier than I usually did the two of you would’ve kept this lie going?” I questioned him incredulously.

He said nothing as he hung his head forward making me scoff, shifting on my feet. I let out a bitter laugh, feeling my eyes glaze over but refused to let a single tear fall.

“So much for love, huh?”

He stayed silent, but I just seemed to get angrier, “You know when I had called you earlier in the day I had told myself I would never forgive you but as I stood here waiting for you I thought ,‘I might not be able to forget what he did but maybe I can find it inside myself to forgive him’, but after this I know that I’ll never be able to forgive you. I wanted to forgive you. I wanted so badly to keep you in my life even if it was just as a friend. I had realized that I didn’t want to let go of you completely.”

“You’ve been apart of my life for so long and I-” I cut myself off, feeling myself getting emotional, “I didn’t want to let you walk out of my life but now, now I think I have to. I can’t be around you after knowing, after thinking that you would’ve continued lying to me if I hadn’t have caught you both. I love you, Jae, I really do but I can’t do this. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I took you back.”

“Y/n…please. You can’t–you can’t do this to me.”

I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head before turning on my heel and walked away from him. I didn’t get very far as I he reached out, grabbing my wrist in his hand. I sighed, ready to yank my wrist out of his grip but before I could he managed to turn me around, forcing me to look at him. And without a word he brought me into his sturdy chest, wrapping his arms around my frame tightly. I didn’t do much to break free from his embrace, simply letting it all happen. I did however keep my hands at my sides.

The longer I stayed in his arms the most I felt my resolve wavering. He knows exactly how much he affects me and I hate it, i absolutely hate it.

“Let me go.” I told him, my voice low.

He shook his head, tightening his hold on me even more. He nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck, causing me to let out a shaky breath.

“Jae, let me go.”


“I need to tell you something and I need to look into your eyes to do it.” I said, having come to a conclusion of what I should do to keep the both of us sane.

I placed my hands on his waist, slowly pushing him away. He reluctantly let his arms fall to his sides, keeping his head down.

“As of this moment there is no more you and I. You and I are no longer together…” I paused, noticing how his jaw clenched and unclenched at my words, “But as much as I want to walk away from you I know deep down that I’d be miserable without you. If I couldn’t see or talk to you like I am now then I won’t be the same.”

He opened his mouth to say something but I gave him a look, silently telling him that I wasn’t done talking.

“With that being said…I am willing to start over, from the very beginning. I don’t know how long it’d take for us to go back to the way we used to be but maybe someday it will happen.”

So with that being said I took a step back, plastering a smile on my face. I stuck my hand out for a handshake, “I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you.”

He chuckled at that, shaking his head before grabbing my hand in his, “Jaebum.”

He kept my hand in his for a few more seconds before letting go, “Is it too forward to ask to walk you home?”

I simply shook my head, a small smile working its way onto my face.

“I’d like that actually…”

That’s it! I hope you liked it and if anyone has any requests my submissions are always open! I do both text scenarios and oneshots so don’t be afraid to request something :)