i come back to give you this

decisions (pt. 2)

summary; shawn and y/n see each other after weeks and months of missed phone calls and unanswered texts, but when they finally find a time to talk, hearts only continue to get broken.



It had felt like a stab in the back, but you couldn’t seem to pull the knife out. Shawn had chosen his girlfriend over you, and you couldn’t deny the obvious: you felt betrayed. You so badly wanted all of this to be a nightmare and to run into the arms of your bestfriend, but you knew that was no longer an option. 

The past three days have had you consumed with trying to get a hold of Shawn, begging for him to hear you out. Your heart told you to leave him be and to hate Shawn, but you couldn’t even will a finger to do so. The six going on seven year friendship between you and Shawn was too valuable to give up without a fight, but it was hard fighting a battle single-handedly. You might’ve been mad at the moment, but as much as you hated to admit it, you couldn’t ever get yourself to fully hate Shawn.

Luckily for you, Ian, Geoff, and Matt had been over at your house trying to comfort you since the night that everything blew over. You were initially surprised how they sided with you knowing how close they were to Shawn, but you were grateful for their support nonetheless. They’d check up on you, bring you food, and gave you the company that your heart so badly needed. The three were like the older brothers you never had.

“Seriously, thank you guys so much for doing all of this,” You gestured to all of the snacks, drinks, and games they brought over to you face.

Keep reading

BTS Reaction to The Members Finding Out About Your Relationship

GENRE: fluff, lil drama n angst



A/N: please send in bts reaction requests! i am in dire need of your great ideas! don’t hesitate! xx



You and Jin had always been inseparable, so the boys never had their suspicions that you would be together. You were always around helping everyone; you were the second and female Jin. The boys all loved you unconditionally because you always found time to cook for the members, and to them, you were the eighth member of BTS. They would never have expected to come home to see Jin giving you a back hug while you two were cooking. Once Namjoon coughed, you two instantly broke apart and faced the six grinning faces that stared you down. There was not one person in that room who thought that the hug was between two best friends.

“We’re dating.” “For how long?!” “Eight months…”


Yoongi would have his palms placed on your hips as you sat on his lap, your fingers tangled in his hair as your lips brushed against one another’s. You would always go into the studio once everyone besides Yoongi had left, and he would work while you studied. The peaceful moments between you two were always the most cherished. Some nights you would both end up wrapped in each other’s arms in your bed, and Yoongi would have to return to the studio early so nobody would suspect anything. It was definitely one of those evenings, judging from how Yoongi kept his grip on you. When the door slammed open and Hoseok’s voice filled the room, you knew that your idea of the future had changed.

“Hyung! I came up with a brilliant i— oh, it appears as if you had one about Y/N already!”


All of the members believed that whenever you and Hoseok went to go dance together, that it was completely innocent. Most of the time, Hoseok’s hands would find a way to you, and sometimes it would lead to the two of you dancing in the least innocent way. Hoseok placed his lips on the back of your neck, his arms wrapped around waist. You would let out a quiet giggle, knowing his approval for the song you had choreographed. Hoseok would inhale your scent, loving the alone time you two shared. You both would be so in the moment that you didn’t see Jimin and Jungkook walk in until they began fake gagging.

“Since when have dance practices been more than just dancing?”


You would have been over at the dorms talking to Yoongi and Hoseok about a song that the rap line wrote. Sitting on the couch beside Hoseok, the boys expressed how everyone had been oddly inspired lately when it came to writing love songs. Namjoon would walk in then and take a seat in the empty spot between you and Hoseok. Once Hoseok explained what you all had been conversing about, Namjoon smiled and nodded, agreeing. Namjoon then started explaining his source of inspiration, and his clumsiness transferred from his limbs to his lips.

“Well lately I have been taking my experiences with Y/N and making them into lyrics for our s—” “Namjoon!”


It would be a normal morning for you; you would have gone to the local café and gotten all of the boys coffee, and then headed to the studio to surprise them. A smile would be on your naked face as you wore Jimin’s oversized hoodie, shorts that hid under it, and knee socks. The boys would never know that the hoodie belonged to Jimin, being that he only wore it once before he accidentally left it at your place. As you knocked on the door of the practice room, you hummed to yourself quietly. Holding one drink carrier in each hand, the door opened and all of the boys began cheering at your arrival. You didn’t notice Jin staring until he walked over to you to get his drink, when he smiled and tilted his head to the side.

“Isn’t that the sweatshirt I gave Jimin?”


You were playing video games with Jungkook and Tae, sitting between the two. Jungkook kept beating you, which was usual being that you didn’t own the game at home, and that it was Jungkook. The only issue was that Kookie kept leaning on you whenever he was turning in the game, or whenever he beat you in some way. You knew it was frustrating Taehyung being that your usual peppy boyfriend was scowling beside you. You would glance over to him whenever Jungkook would get you out, seeing that he was truly trying to beat Jungkook with all he had. Once Jungkook beat both of you, he leaned on you and that was the last straw for Taehyung.

“Can you get off my girlfriend/boyfriend and stop being such a confident little—” “What?”


When Jungkook got home from a gym session to find you and Yoongi cuddling on the couch asleep while a movie played in the background, he couldn’t help but feel angry. After all, you went over to the dorms to spend time with him, and now you were cuddling with his best friend. The thought about him being at the gym instead of being home didn’t cross his mind, or that you had known Yoongi your entire life. He simply walked over to the two of you, his eyebrows furrowed, and threw Yoongi’s arm off of your shoulders. You both woke up then, and Yoongi didn’t care, but you instantly felt mad that he would do that when he ditched you. Jungkook scooped you up in his arms, and that’s when Yoongi chuckled.

“If you were jealous of me hanging out with your girlfriend/boyfriend, then you could have just told me, Kook.”


anonymous asked:

Tell us more about her

She is small, but extremely strong. She is like a mini hulk if you ask her to help moving heavy stuff around. Cockroaches are her kryptonite because she’s had bad experiences with them before. (She accidentally stepped on a big, fresh cockroach barefoot and she wailed as soon as I picked up the phone)

She has a thing for Corgis’ butt, she sneezes like a hamster and she sleeps like a koala bear. She loves her family more than she loves herself. She would do anything as long as it is for her family. She is not a fan of phone calls, but if she calls, you better pick up because it’s definitely an emergency, regardless how big or small the emergency is.

I think she is made of nothing but love, because she is so loving and soft, no matter what she does. She rarely gets angry, she often just laughs it off. But when she does get angry, she is pretty scary. (Definitely not as scary as I am.)

She tends to roll her eyes and groan as soon as I start to come up with lame jokes and puns (but she secretly loves it, she just doesn’t want to admit it). She finds it hard to say no when people ask her for favors even when she wants to say no (which is something I am quite worried about).

Did I mention that she is clumsy? I feel the need to tie fluffy pillows around her just so she will not get hurt from her clumsiness. She love massages a lot. It only takes a few minutes for her to fall asleep if you give her back massages, that’s how much she loves it.

I didn’t realize how long this is. I should stop here. To conclude it all, she has a really big heart for someone who is petite like her. And all you want to do is shelter her from all the bad in this world. That’s what I want to do.

I almost forgot to add this in: She loves her tea the way I love my coffee; black with a single cube of sugar. She once said that she never liked her own smile because it looks weird to her. But little does she know that she has the kindest and most contagious smile. She is forgetful when it comes to herself, but she remembers every little thing when it comes to those she hold dearly. She knows how bad I am when it comes to removing sharp bones from a fish, so whenever there’s a fish in our meal, she will remove all of the bones before giving it to me. I could go on and on if it’s her, you know

thebrighteststarsxx  asked:

Hi! I'm currently planning on writing a murder mystery. Basically, the main character's best friend's dad is murdered and then near the end of the story the main character finds out that her friend killed her own father. I want this to be a plot twist, but I've never really written a plot twist before. How do I sprinkle in clues that she did it without straight up giving away that she did it? How do I write a good plot twist?

Writing Plot Twists.

For a successful plot twist, don’t give the reader so many details that they piece together the plot twist before it happens, but scatter enough information that when the plot twist appears, they have a moment of damn, I should have known; all the signs were there!

Here’s some tips to help you achieve that:

1. Give subtle clues. You don’t want to hit them over your reader’s head! 

Give a strange action without specifying that it’s strange. Have a character mention something odd before the conversation is suddenly drawn away. Put an object someplace it shouldn’t belong, but don’t give the pov character time to think about why it’s there. 

Instead of just planting clues like a reverse sleuth, you can also try creating openings for the reader to notice something is missing. Always try to put both clues and openings in places where they stick out a tiny bit, but could still be rationalized away.

2. Try not to bury your clues under a mount of details. If you give too much superfluous information, it’s unlikely a reader will pick up on half of it. 

Oh the other hand, if you give the sense that all the details mean something specific and the reader just don’t know what a few of them are for yet, then they’ll be more inclined to care about the details, especially if they’re given immediate positive feedback for remembering them.

3. Don’t flat out contradict* the plot twist while trying to obscure it. 

Don’t give the murderer a conformed alibi. Don’t have the wise old magician teach that magic can do anything but reverse death, and then have a character come back from the dead. Don’t claim a piece of world building works a certain way, only to have your plot twist go against it.

The last thing you want is for your reader to reach the plot twist and go, “You jerk! You told me this wasn’t an option! I could never have guessed this! You broke your own canon!”

* The exception to this is having new, better information come up just before or during the plot twist. The main character suddenly receives word that the murder’s alibi has turned out to be false. The character being killed had a piece of the soul of a villain known to split up their soul into parts, and that piece died in their place. Someone uncovers new information showing there have been exceptions to the world building “rule” for centuries.

4. Throw in some red herrings. You certainty don’t need red herrings in order to pull off a good plot twist, but if you’re having trouble hiding your plot twist from the readers, they can work quite nicely.

The vaguer the red herring, the better it generally works. If your world is big or your story complex enough, readers may even create red herrings for themselves by incorrectly combining the clues you set out for *other* plot twists.

5. Edit it later. Whatever you do now, you’ll need to make some adjustments after you get feedback from critiquers or betas. Make sure you keep notes on how and where you hint at your plot twist so you can easily adjust them during the revision stage!

6. Bonus: A plot twist should not be a deus ex machina. If you plot twist saves your characters from doing the work to save themselves, then it takes away from your story instead of adding to it. (On the other hand, a plot twist that makes your character’s life worse is fantastic.)


~Lost Hearts~PART ONE

[part 2]

Summary: Everyone knows Yoongi and Hoseok were this unbreakable duo who had nothing standing in their way. What happens when they start to become the reason for each other’s pain? How? Because of you.

Ajgskjsald IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS!! THIS IS A COLLAB WITH MY GIRL @underthekookiejar!!! PART TWO WILL BE POSTED ON HER BLOG (I’ll link it on mine when it comes out, too!) SO GO FOLLOW HER AND GIVE HER LOVE! 



The belonging you seek is not behind you but ahead…

Rey assumed Maz meant Luke with this statement. But we know that Luke doesn’t give Rey a very warm welcome and is scared of how powerful she is. We all speculated that her belonging would be Kylo. And he is the next person that she runs into on Takodana.

But I am really starting to believe that Kylo is indeed the belonging that Maz is talking about. And Kylo is the one that could still come back.

Originally posted by littleauby

Coming Home to You

Sooo work has been pretty tiring and has been draining my time and is giving me the worst case of writer’s block.

So then I thought, Diana probably has days like that too? And well…


Oh right, I’ve also eagerly accepted Diana and Akko using the Japanese phrases for them leaving (though in this case, coming back) home from Ticcy’s Dianakko week comic for the Domestic AU. 

Dianakko fluff, of course.

ff.net link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12697276/1/Coming-Home-to-You

Summary: Diana comes home after a long day as Luna Nova’s youngest professor. Luckily, today, just like every day, she has someone waiting for her back at home.

Word Count: ~3124 words

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Whenever Dan isn’t there for a day and he comes back, Arin sometimes gets a bit too excited and forgets about the glass of the tank, slamming into it face first. Dan has to sit with him and a tissue to stop Arin bloody nose right as he gets back. Though neither of them mind, it gives them an excuse to be close

Oh my gooood I just picture this:

Dan walks into the lab “hey guys I’m back, sorry about that, is arin-”


“oh my god arin!! are you okay??! holy fuck you’re bleeding-!”

ross is laughing his fucking ass off which is not helping and suzy gets some tissues and dan holds arin’s nose with them while arin mutters “i just missed you” and dan’s flattered and blushin but he’s like “you didn’t have to run into the glass ya knucklehead”

still cute tho

My mom makes no sense:

-“when you yell at me im gonna kick you out but im allowed to yell bc im your mom”

-threatens to kick me out but when i say im gonna move out its bc shes a bad mother and im ungrateful, etc.

-doesnt give me money for a bus/train ticket, yells at me for not going to my appointments

-“if you leave this house you’re not allowed to ever come back” makes me sign a contract, then calls the police to bring me back and destroys the contract to make it look like i ran away

-“you dont do anything in the house” i wash my own clothes —> “you’re not allowed to do anything bc youre incompetent”

- i drink alcohol 1 time “youre a nasty drunk, all you can do is drink.” Allows my YOUNGER brother to drink alcohol every weekend and when he has school the next morning

-“you’re a girl you cant do that” or “you’re a girl its your job to do that”

-“im not gonna leave the house with you if youre not wearing make-up” then “stop saying you’re ugly for attention”

-“stop wasting food by purging, just starve” then “stop provoking me by saying you’re fat”

-breaks glasses, mixers, etc. when angry, “i can never have nice things bc of you”

-physically abuses me, “why do you do this to me?”

-gets angry when i hurt myself, tells me to hurt myself, offers to hurt me for myself


Harry looks like a REAL dad though.

Like he’s going grocery shopping with his kids. He looks like one of those dads that instead of having the movie players attached to the back of the seat he gives his kids books and puzzles. He looks like one of those dads who try’s to make good out of EVERY SITUATION! And he definitely listens to nothing but 80’s music.

“Michael! Get in the mini van now!”

“We’re not eating that processed junk children”

“Cason! Stop! You’re going to get your Gucci’s dirty!”

“Come on guys! We can’t get ice cream but we have kale at home!”

“Children this is what I call, real music”


requested: nope


taglist: @petah-parkah-and-potahtas @dr-tardis-who @mamanewta5 @espritdefleur @castellandiangelo @sarcasticvodka @wandering-at-midnight @peterparkersgal @i-survived-my-trip-to-nyc @once-upon-a-walking-wolf-demigod @notfabulousanna @dec-snowy @b0okjump3r @sunshine-little-miss @marveltomjunkie @whiitee–sxxl @fairydustparker @homecomjng @muffinfangirl28 @aussie-holland @meganschuster07 @zipey-sense @cutie1365 @llamaoomph @avispate @riverdalemami @nevva-winter @karatyra @oswald-1998

I’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, oh
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me, oh
I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, oh
I keep dancing on my own
I keep dancing on my own

Eight seconds.
And then your lips met your boyfriend’s ones, you smiled through the kiss and he caressed your check with his hand.
Harrison wanted to cut Darren’s hand.
He sighed, looking at his shoes. He was staying in the corner of the room, watching you from far - but not far enough.
“I think this relationship is not working anymore. Maybe we can try to be friends.”
Your words echoed in Harrison’s ears as he clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white.
Friends, he repeated, friends my ass.
He still wanted you, he needed you.
When he heard you have a new ‘friend’ he immediately asked himself if he could love you better than him. It was a stupid thought, he knew this, but he couldn’t take you out of his mind.
“Are you still in love with her?” Zendaya’s voice brought him back to reality.
“I love her so much that it hurts like crazy” Harrison admitted.
Zendaya shrugged “That’s because you’re going through the six degrees of separation”
Harrison gave her a confused look.
“It’s said Six degrees of separation is the theory that any person on the planet can be connected to any other person on the planet through a chain of acquaintances that has no more than five intermediaries. There’s also a very nice song from the Irish band 'The script’ that explain better how things develop.”
Harrison took a sip of champagne from his class “Mind to explain, Wikipedia?”
She giggled at her new nickname “I can explain you just if you dance with me the next slow song” he negotiated.
“Ok, let’s do it” Harrison grabbed Zendaya’s hand and took her in the centre of the room.
Frank Sinatra was playing in the background while Zendaya’s hands reached Harrison’s shoulders.
“The first part is when you think that a broken heart is the worst thing that can happen to you.”
Harrison sighed “Isn’t this true?”
“No, because everything gets worst in the second part, when you feel like dying. When you miss everything about her. And the third part is when your world spits down the middle. Fourth you try to overcome the breakup, you date other people, but this still doesn’t work, because you see your ex with someone else and all your efforts were useless.”
“What’s the last part?”
“The last part is when you understand that you are fucked up”
Harrison’s grip became stronger on Zendaya’s hips.
“It’s… it’s just so unfair”
Zendaya smiled sadly “I know how you feel. We are in the same boat.”
Harrison was about to say something when you interrupted him.
“Can I steal Harrison for a dance?” you asked Zendaya.
“Sure” she answered, giving to Harrison a warning look.
Harrison’s heart missed a beat when he was you in that aquamarine dress.
He put his hands on your waist as yours met his shoulders. In that exact moment the dj put on a new song, “I Love you” by Avril Lavigne. Harrison wanted to punch the dj for his terrible timing.
“How are you, Haz?” you asked.
Harrison tried to avoid your sight “I’m better now than ever, life is ok” he was pretty sure that you didn’t believe him.
“I’m happy that you came” you admitted, giving a hint of a shy smile.
“I wouldn’t have missed your birthday party.” He held you a bit closer, his fingers curled a lock of hair “I also bought you a present”
You moved to look at him “You didn’t have to.”
“Actually, I bought it when we were together” he beat the interior of his cheek because he let it slip from his mouth.
“Are you dating someone?” you asked, your voice lower than before.
Harrison shook his head.
“Do you have anything to tell me?” this time you looked into his eyes.
I have so many things to tell you “No” he shook his head again.
A heavy silence fell between the two of you. Harrison could just hear the beats of his heart and the last notes of the song.
“Y/N I actually hav-” he stopped the moment he met your eyes. They weren’t bright like before, they had lost their sparkle.
“Yes, Haz?”
Harrison opened and closed his mouth a few times and when he decided to speak, he heard your new boyfriend’s voice anticipate his.
“Can I have my girl back?”
Harrison wanted to break his nose.
“Yes, sure” he just said.
None of you said anything more, you just held Darren’s hand and dance with him.

First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What’s gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you’re gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

picture this: you meet ezra miller at a party. he’s charming and always makes eye contact. you have the same sense of humor and he’s very interested in your hobbies and dreams. he invites you back to his place and plays a vinyl from an artist he’s offended you’ve never heard of. you smoke some weed together. he begins to introduce you as his partner around town. you listen to that artist he played on vinyl on repeat. you even recommend them to your coworkers. three months into the relationship, ezra stops texting you. he doesn’t pick up the phone when you call. you come by his apartment but the neighbor tells you he’s shooting a period drama in ireland. six months pass by. you see him again by chance at another party. he greets you like a best friend. in private he tells you he had to reevaluate his life and that the trip to ireland changed him. he says he hopes you understand. understand what? you think. but you never find out. he returns to the party where everyone loves him. you love him too, and that’s why you let him go


A Lion’s Return 

The smell of incense hung heavy in the air, and a hundred candles burned, sending up a hundred prayers. Joff’s like to need every one of them, too.

 His sister looked over her shoulder. “Jaime?” She rose, her eyes brimming with tears. “Is it truly you?” She did not come to him, however. She has never come to me, he thought. She has always waited, letting me come to her. She gives, but I must ask. “You should have come sooner”

"I came as fast I could.” He broke from the embrace, and stepped back a pace. “It’s war out there, Sister.”

 "He killed him, Jaime. Just as he’d warned me. One day when I thought myself safe and happy he would turn my joy to ashes in my mouth, he said.“

 "Tyrion said that?” Jaime had not wanted to believe it. “Why would he kill Joff?”

 "You’ll kill him for me, won’t you? You’ll avenge our son.“

 Jaime pulled away. "He is still my brother.”

 She kissed him. A light kiss, the merest brush of her lips on his, but he could feel her tremble as he slid his arms around her. “I am not whole without you.”

 "Hurry,“ she was whispering now. "My brother, sweet brother” 

But no sooner were they done than the queen said, "Let me up. If we are discovered like this … ”

 "I am sick of being careful. The Targaryens wed brother to sister, why shouldn’t we do the same? Marry me, Cersei. Stand up before the realm and say it’s me you want. We’ll have our own wedding feast, and make another son in place of Joffrey.“

She drew back. "That’s not funny.”

From George R.R. Martin’s A Storm of Swords Chapter 62 (Jaime VII) shortened

<<Previous     II     Next>>

Just so my lovely followers are aware, I will be avoiding all blogs posting spoilers this coming week. If I unfollow anyone it’s just to avoid things I don’t want to see. I’ll keep track of who I unfollow so I can follow back after I see the movie which is on November 2nd. After I see it I will likely not be able to contain myself so if you need to unfollow me until you’ve seen it, I’ll understand. 💚

anonymous asked:

I miss your writing 😭😭😭

IM SORRYYYYY!!! It was midterms week so I’ve been fucking drained. But slowly I’m getting more into writing and am getting more Requiem done!! So yay! Here, I’ll give you a snippet!

“We kissed for the first time in the Blood Rite,” Nate whispered. “You were so sad and so tired and so lost, but I kissed you and you kissed me back. I told you I would always come after you and I’m keeping my promise.”

Baylor blinked and as Nate went to move closer, his cousin rasped low with warning, “Nate-

A fresh growl tore from Baylor and Nate refrained from glaring at his cousin and kept his eyes on his mate. “I know you don’t want to come back, but please,” Nate’s voice cracked, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks. “You promised. You promised you wouldn’t let me break and by not coming back, you’re breaking that promise.”

Baylor’s promises were everything to him. His word, his bond. Nate hoped against all hope that in this darkness, in this despair, his mate would still hold true to his word. And just when Nate thought it wouldn’t work, just when he was ready to think he wouldn’t come back, Baylor blinked. And then blinked again, his eyes returning to their piercing hazel-green.

Relief rose up violently, choking him as Baylor’s growls receded and his eyes filled to the rim. “Nate?”

So what? Carrie, the slut now?

Well, the latest casting video was a huge spoiler. Although it’s an old one (dated August) and I can only assume why it’s posted public now, let’s summarise it to get everyone updated.

We learnt that Carrie…

  • is stalking on Wellington and his women
  • Max is involved somehow
  • a guy called Troll knows about this stuff because he has Carrie’s computer
  • and sets Carrie under pressure to pay him that he keeps silent about her investigations as Wellington is a big fish on the White House
  • Carrie has no money, at least not the 15.000 bugs the guy wants from her
  • they skype as
  • Carrie offers instead of payment some exchange of “services”
  • the guy asks Carrie to get undressed and touch her nipples
  • and gives further instructions to Carrie what to do with her body
  • [everyone who needs to puke right now on that porn, do it, I wait for you to come back]
  • Carrie offers to sleep with him to get her computer back
  • the guy starts to jerk off

So, may I ask if this is really gonna be your story next season? Carrie selling her body, for money? FOR MONEY? Getting lower than ever? Guess it’s not her who gets lower but the writers on Homeland. Even if this scene might never happen because I still hope Carrie is a clever girl, which dick wrote that script? Who wants to watch that porn? It’s really a disgusting scene and shows once again that this show is fucking around with its female protagonist in a way that is only despising towards the role of women. What is your excuse, her illness? Being off meds?

The link to the video is still online.

Hey loves! Wanted to give you guys an update on my blog as season 8 is finally here! I’m still around and still on the team, and I will be watching the premiere tonight. I’ve also seen all of your asks. I won’t be around that much though, likely, unless Beth comes back tonight. I’m waaayyy too busy. For some context, I’m a college junior going for three majors, with three (soon to be four) part-time jobs on campus, six classes, and an internship. Your girl here is très busy but I miss all of you, and hopefully I’ll be more active in the coming weeks. Lots of love, I’ll catch you on the other side!

Originally posted by bugbuttrainbow

who’s your favorite

Grouping: Reader x Hoseok

Word Count: ~1400 again, some groping and future implied sex again

Summary: If you ask the man himself, it takes a half a year of going to a shitty family restaurant after work on Fridays for Hoseok to become your favorite. In reality, though, he just didn’t get the joke. OR

“I give you dick. Good dick!“

A/N: the amount of times i say booth in this is insane. this was a brain fart i had procrastinating a drabble for cougar. I swear its coming!

Its a typical Friday night. You toss back another shot and hum at the warm feeling that spreads down your throat and chest. The pulse of your heartbeat helps to drown out the sound of the numerous families with crying children sitting in the booths surrounding yours. It doesn’t cover up the smell of all-you-can-eat breadsticks, though. Sweat is starting to bead on your back from the excess body heat on your side of the booth, Yoongi and Namjoon’s arms being pressed against yours.  

You hear a familiar voice and realize Hoseok is calling your name to get your attention from his seat across from you.

“Guys! G-Guys, watch this,” he shouts, his voice cracking a bit before turning to pin you with a smarmy stare, “Out of all of us in the booth,” Hoseok smiles smugly, “Which of us is your favorite.” You sigh and wonder why he’s been asking you this every time you’ve gone out drinking after work.

“That’s easy. Jungkook.”

“What the fuck?” 

Hoseok whips his head to the side to glare at Jungkook, who sits next to him at the other side of the table. You hunt for a lime to suck on in the mess in front of you. The table’s surface is littered with both empty and half full beer bottles and shot glasses.

Jungkook beams at you brilliantly after finishing his final swallow of beer. His cheeks are soft and pink with the glow of his first two bottles. His smile is shameless and proud and you’re drunk enough that you forget to contain yourself under Hoseok’s jealous gaze.

“Come here,” you coo and clumsily sit up to extend greedy, cupped hands across the table, ignoring the dull pain of your thighs ripping off the fake leather of the seat. Jin and Jimin simply get up and return to the bar when you tip over their martinis as you scrabble to get near Jungkook, the sudden display of affection nothing new to them. Jungkook merely places his face happily in your waiting hands. He even grins a little when you shake him a bit. “You’re so fucking- hic -cute. You know that? Huh? Do you?”

Keep reading

Je vois la vie en rose - OwlPost7 - Sense8 (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Wolfgang Bogdanow/Kala Dandekar
Additional Tags: fluid pov, brief mentions of past child abuse, First Time, (kind of? u know what i mean), Explicit Consent, Fluff and Smut, Paris (City), Post S2
Series: Part 3 of La Vie En Rose
Summary: Their hands begin exploring, tentative at first but quickly gaining in confidence as they roam over each other’s bodies the way they have only once before, and it’s sexual, to be sure, but it’s also so much more; it’s reverent, it’s knowing, it’s loving - it’s these are your dips and your these are your edges; this is where neither of us ends and we both begin.

To celebrate coming back to tumblr after a brief hiatus, I give you…. part 3 of my Kalagang Paris series!! Alternative title: sorrymom.doc no but seriously its so explicit i’m almost embarrassed to post it jfc