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ink-stained skin // reggie mantle soulmate au

Ink-stained Skin

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Summary: Reggie attempts to contact his soulmate through words written on his skin. (Y/N) attempts to push her soulmate away.


(Y/N) sighed as the writing appeared on her skin. It had read:

‘I got football captain!‘ 

with a smiley face drawn at the end. Pushing herself up from her seat, she made her way towards the bathroom in hope of getting rid of the ink incorporated into her skin. It had been the third time in a week that her soulmate had written to her and it had been the third time in a week she had ignored the words he wrote.

She didn’t want to push him away but she also didn’t want to be with Reggie Mantle, the guy, who on most days had an iQ lower than her six year old cousin. Sure, he was built like a God and sure, he had enough sporting ability to make up for the lack of hers but she couldn’t be with him. Of course, she couldn’t be with him, not when they spent ever waking moment disagreeing over the simplest things. She knew it was him, however she tried her hardest to hide her identity from him.

He had tried to figure out who the person he was destined to be with ever since he realised that they existed.

He was eight when he first realised that his soulmate existed. Unlike the rest of his friends, he didn’t have a name etched into his skin, neither did he have a countdown on the wrist of his prominent arm. To Reggie, there was no sign of him having a soulmate. Until the very day, he saw a messy sketch of what seemed to be a rose appear on his right forearm during math class. He gazed around the room, wondering if it was anyone he already knew. Every year since, on the exact date, a rose appeared on his right forearm.

The sign of his soulmate’s existence that caused him to reach out to them occurred when he was thirteen. He felt a pain in his ankle that caused him to drop to the ground in the midst of a soccer game, clutching it in hopes it would stop the pain.

Later that evening, he picked up the purple sharpie that sat atop of his wooden desk and pressed it against his skin, doodling a frowning face, following it with the words:

‘I hope u r okay.’

He sat waiting for a response from his soulmate, shaking his leg impatiently. He sat waiting for a response; after an hour of waiting, he attempted to contact her again, etching the words:

‘ur probably asleep, i hope u get well soon’ 

and followed it with a doodle of himself.

She stared at his writing, only just noticing how messy it was. Analysing it closely, she realised it was his writing. It was Reggie Mantle’s writing. She recognised it from anywhere. Who wouldn’t recognise their lab partner’s writing?

It had been two weeks since Reggie had wrote to (Y/N) informing him of his new title as the captain of the Riverdale bulldogs.

She felt upset but she didn’t know why. She wasn’t that into Reggie. Looking down at her arm, she noticed a drawing of a sad face followed with the words:

'silent treatment?’

She let out a small laugh at the words, deciding it would be an appropriate time to reply. After eight years of ignoring him, she finally replied to his words.


She sighed, maybe she had judged Reggie before even giving him a chance. “Oh god, what’s gotten you in this state? Is it Mantle?” Kevin spoke, earning his best friend’s attention. “So when are you going to fuck him?”

(Y/N) spun around in her chair and dragged herself toward him and smacked his arm. “I hate you.”

“Does he even know his infamous soulmate is you?”

“No and he’s not going to find out until we graduate!”

(Y/N) was about to join Kevin on her bed, when she felt a tickling sensation on her left forearm. She smiled at his response, his words making him seem like an excited child during Christmas.

Reggie looked down at his arm, smiling to himself. She had finally written back. “Dude, she wrote back.” he grinned “Andrews, she finally wrote back!”

“I’m happy for you, cap but coach wants us on the field.”

He spent all of practise counting down the minutes until he could reply to his soulmate. He was unsure whether his soulmate was a female or a male but it never really mattered to him.

After showering, he picked up a pen only to notice that his soulmate had drawn a small rabbit on her left wrist. For most of the eight years he knew of his soulmate’s existence, he had always thought that they were left handed, as the drawing of the rose always seemed to appear on his right forearm. He took his place next to Archie, waiting for coach Clayton to enter the locker room with the information about their next game.

Archie looked over at his smitten captain, knowing that there was no way he would be paying attention to a word their Coach had said, too infatuated with the new drawing on his arm. “She actually wrote back. What is she doing?” he mumbled to himself, pulling his phone out from the back pockets of his jeans, wanting to text her.

Reggie was pulled out of his trance as he heard Archie’s mumbled words, his eyes widening slightly, Archie must’ve known who his soulmate was. “She? You know my soulmate!”

“Reggie, calm down, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Reggie nudged Archie playfully “Tell me.”


(Y/N) could barely react before Kevin snatched her phone off her and answered Archie’s incoming call. She let out a groan, knowing that it would be related to Reggie.

“You’re writing back to Reggie? (Y/N), that’s a disaster waiting to happen.” Archie exclaimed as soon as she answered, causing Kevin to laugh. “You’ll never be able to hide your identity from him until graduation if you continue replying.”

“My god, Andrews, you sound like you’re in the midst of a mental breakdown.” Kevin scoffed “Plus, she’s only just started drooling over Mantle.”

“I’m coming over! I’m bringing food!”

Reggie sat in his car waiting for Moose to get back with their food. Looking at himself in the rear-view mirror, he noticed a bruise had formed on his bicep. Instantly, he picked up a pen and wrote to her, drawing a winking face

'how did u get ur bruise? hope you haven’t been fighting’

Within a few seconds, his soulmate had already responded.

'SORRY!!!! the door handle was a lot higher than i expected. hope you didn’t feel it.’

Reggie let out a small laugh, not even realising that Moose had joined him in the car.

“Dude, you’re whipped and you don’t even know who this person is. What if it’s some old dude who’s kidnapped your soulmate and is trying to lure you to his house?” Moose groaned. “You did order a steak burrito right?”

A new semester meant new classes, new activities. (Y/N) slumped into her seat during home room, Kevin to her right and Reggie sat behind him. He glanced up from his desk, only to be met with Kevin, whose head instantly shot back to face his best friend.

“Got a problem, Keller?” He spoke, earning a scoff from (Y/N) “You too, (L/N)?”

“Don’t inflate your ego any further there, Reginald. It might burst.” (Y/N) responded, turning back to face the front, not wanting to speak to him any further.

(Y/N) then realised the reason why she had been so hesitant to reveal who she was to him. It was because he was one of the most egotistical people she knew and the person she spoke to through her ink-stained skin was nothing like the person she knew.

As soon as the bell rang, (Y/N) pushed herself out in attempt to beat the crowd that would be gathering in front of her locker. As she rushed, she failed to weave through the desk, hitting her hip on the corner. She let out a groan, clutching her hip instantly.

Reggie felt the pain grow in his hip as he watched (Y/N) try to groan and walk the pain out. His eyes widening and a gasp falling from his lips.

“It’s you. You’re my soulmate.”

Things We Don’t Say

Summary: At the age of 23, Adrien thought he was pretty independent finally living separately from his father. He had his job, friends and Marinette to whom he still hadn’t confessed after years of silently loving. Then one night a phone call changes everything. A forced, “you don’t really have an option if you value your life” marriage to a childhood friend whom he hadn’t seen in years or prove that you have your own fiancée until the sun goes down. Marinette will help him. That’s what best friends are for, right?

Part 1                                                                                           Read it on A03

She shouldn’t be home yet - Adrien thought but decided to knock first anyway. No one opened.

“So far so good,” he whispered to himself and pulled out his own key. The blond poked in his head first before entering and looked around. The space was desolated.

“Marinette?” he called her name just to make sure he was there alone. Receiving no answer, Adrien grinned to himself.

Great. I have a few hours then.

The young man carefully put a few bags and a bouquet of flowers on the floor and was about to take his shoes off when an overexcited dog appeared out of nowhere and knocked him down.

“Hey, Tikki.” Adrien couldn’t stop laughing as he tried his hardest to prevent the invader from licking his face all over. It’s not that he didn’t enjoy her affection because he did. A lot. However, today he had to look perfect. No messy hairstyles and sloppy drool on his jaw allowed.

“There, there, girl,” he petted the puppy. “I am happy to see you too! Really, really happy. Now let me go, please.”

Tikki, a one-year-old ginger cocker spaniel, stepped back and gave Adrien a chance to get up.

“Today is the big day, girl,” the blond said once on his feet. “Today I’m finally going to tell your mommy the truth.”

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Roomie (M)

Originally posted by jjks

Summary: When you first moved in with Jin, you thought you had hit the roommate jackpot. Turns out, living in the same apartment with this gorgeous man is a lot harder than you thought it’d be. He didn’t do anything wrong, and neither did you. It’s just this pesky thing called sexual tension.

Member: Jin

Word Count: 6k

Genre: Fluff, Smut

A/N: Gotta give the shoulders hyung some love.

When you first moved in with Jin, you thought you had hit the roommate jackpot. Not only was he kind, he did his fair share of the housework, and he could cook. And cook well. His good looks didn’t hurt either.

… Except they did. And as the weeks went on and turned into months, you found yourself growing increasingly frustrated. It doesn’t help that it was the first time either of you had a roommate of the opposite sex. It led to situations where you’d walk out of the bathroom in only a towel, hair dripping wet, and he’d be in the living room watching a show, trying to keep his jaw from dropping to the ground.

Or when he’d come back from a morning jog and be so sweaty that he’d strip his shirt off the moment he stepped in the apartment without thinking, just wanting to get the drenched fabric away from his body. And you’d be left in the kitchen trying not to have your breakfast dribbling down your chin. It was an automatic reaction, but both of you found your habits gradually changing as time went on.

Why couldn’t you have had an average looking roommate, or even a slightly above average one?

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I really loved the concept. Fluff warning!

Anonymous: YESSS!!! DADDY BLURBS AY!!! I know valentine’s day is over but hooow about Harry’s idk 8 year old son having a teeny tiny crush on one of his classmates, so they go shopping or they craft something together. And you have that tiny boy, who looks just exactly like Harry and is just as charming, with his soft curls and green eyes and blindingly white teeth, and he has that cute little british accent you only notice when you listen carefully or he talks really fast. And omg!!! Just daddy Harry!!!      

“Mornin’ Love” Harry said coming from behind as you bounced your 3 year old daughter, Snow on your hips.

“Mornin’ Happy valentines day peaches” you said leaning a bit so that you can touch your lips to his welcoming ones. You kissed a bit and smiled. But it couldn’t last long as the three year old in your arms started whining.

“Happy valentines day baby, and to you too snow.” harry cooed as he took the the toddler from your arms and showered her face with kisses making her giggled. 

“mum I have t’go out with jake today.” Your eldest said from living room.

“Yeah i remember Rose” you said over Harry’s shoulder and winked as your 16 year old teen gave you a thumbs up.

“You didn’t told meh!!!” harry said as he turned to face Rose who was already out of the house to school. You giggled as you rubbed Harry’s arm.

“Its okay haz” You said and kissed his pouty lips. Rose was daddy’s girl and Harry always whined at the fact that how quicky she’s growing up already.

“My baby” Harry pouted and you giggled again as he went in the livingroom to play with Snow. You perched up a bit on your tip toes to get the flour from the top when you felt a soft tug on your shorts. You glanced down and saw your eight year old boy. At least one out of three was mumma’s baby. He stared at you with those big green eyes, his hair in a mess and curls at the end of his hair were everywhere. 

You smiled and picked him up. His cheeks were all pink and his ears were red probably because how much he moves in sleep, rubbing his cheek on the pillow.

“Morning baby!” you said cheerfuly setting Noah on the shelf a bit away from stove.

“Morning mumma” he said wrapping his arms round you, hugging himself to your chest. Your heart swells seeing your kids. Little angels that you and harry made with all your love.

A soft smile creeped up on your face as you ran your finger through his soft brown hair.

“What’s wrong bubba?” You asked as he tightened his grip around you.

“Hey there bud!” Harry cheered entering the kitchen with snow who was almost asleep on her father’s shoulder. A little slight of drool wetting Harrys shoulder as her bubbly cheeks were squished on it. Her hands were around Harry’s neck. She had lots of cute rolls.

“hi daddy” Noah’s voice was muffled because he still had his face hidden in your chest.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asked looking at you with a questioned face. You shrugged and pulled away from the hug.

“Tell us sweetie” You said

“i-i like a girl” Noah admitted as his cheeks turned red. Your eyes widened as Harry did the same.

“S-sheisverypretty. I-I likeheras muchas daddylikes mommy.” he said. You giggled on the trait of him which he got from you. Speaking fast. Harry on the other was slow speaker and so were the other two  girls, well no one knew about snow but Rose did speak slow.

“slow down honey.” you said kissing noah’s nose.

“i like a girl mommy. Her name is susan and she is very pretty and i like her as much as daddy likes you” Noah finished. He was so cute that you couldn’t help but kiss all over his face.

“Aww buddy” harry said handing you snow as he picked Noah up. He instantly wrapped his arms around Harry’s neck smiling. Both of their dimples popping up as they shared a cute moment of father and a son.

“I think tha’ I and Noah need t'talk yeah?” Harry said and you nodded. Harry knew how to handle kids well. He pecked your lips as he made his way to the couch carrying on son.

“So. Tell m'more about this girl.” Harry said sitting on couch with Noah on his lap.

“She is in my class and sits beside me. She has loooong pretty hair. Jus’ like mommy and she’s very beautiful. I-I’ve noticed how yeh look a’ mommy. I look a'her the same way daddy.” Noah said shyly.

Harry’s eyes softened and so did his heart. It seemed like yesterday he was born and today he grew 8 years old. His little man was growing up too fast just like his other two. Harry leaned in to press his lips on his son’s head.

“What d'yeh say if we make a card fo’ her?” Harry suggested as Noah ran upstairs happily to get the craft work.

Your own eyes filled with tears as you saw them leaning on the kitchen door. Your little family was your everything. Especially the one who made this real.

You walked to Harry and sat beside him.

“You ready fo’ a daughter in-law?” Harry asked wiggling his eyebrows smirking.

“Not yet”

knifedadsgaydaught3er  asked:

can we talk about the brothers nicknames for each other? like their so cute. idk where theyre from but like! Justin is Juice, Travis is Scraps and Griffin is Ditto right?

The nicknames are great! There was an article about them really recently that mentioned as a part of their appeal the fact that the nature of their relationship means that they go even beyond the feeling that your listening to some good friends talk to the feeling that you’re there with a loving and hilarious family, and when they use their family nicknames it definitely accentuates that.

They mentioned at one point that they came from their dad. Juice was because Justin drooled a lot, Scraps was because Travis was as tough as scrap iron, and Ditto was because Griffin looked like Ditto from Hi & Lois. I feel like they talked about this in a podcast at some point, but I know that it comes up in the AMA Justin and Travis did (https://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/2jjhc2/we_are_justin_and_travis_mcelroy_of_the_podcast/?utm_source=amp&utm_medium=comment_list)

katie-wants-donut  asked:

#5 sonamy (whether it's classic, Boom or modern you decide) Please. Your stories are amazing 😄

Oh sweet chaos.. 0-0;

Whatever you say…

Prompt (Boom Universe)

“And what if I’m torn!?”

“Oh please! It’s piece of meat!”

Sonic gasps, “IT’S A CHILIDOG! You bag of bones!”

“Ah! You blue jerk!”

“How am I being the jerk? I~ didn’t insult the chilidog.” he gestured to the luxurious food in his hand.

She swiped it away.

He freezes, before diving for it, and then rolling to reveal it. “Nice save!” he complimented himself, before Amy growled and started storming off.

“You’re so immature! First I ask if you’re doing anything tonight, and the next thing I hear, you’re standing me up for a AMERICAN.” she gestures back to the food in his hands. “A freakin’ hotdog.”

“CHILIdog. Geez, you’re as bad as Eggman with identifying different species.” he scratched behind his head.

“Augh.” she rolled her eyes, and started to walk away again.

“Hold on!”

Sonic gripped her arm.


“I wasn’t done defending my friend yet!”

“Well, that friend certainly must mean more to you than your REAL friends!” she put her hands on her hips, leaning forward as she finally had it, stomping her foot one last time to the ground.

“OOHH! I’m so done with your attitude! Why are you so stubborn!? Do you want to go on a date or not!?”

“…D-Date? I thought you said we were hanging out?”

Amy widened her eyes, realizing her folly as she clammed her hands over her mouth.

“D-da-da-whaaat? PFft, boi please.” she leaned against the door frame, looking away. “That’s what the hip and happenings are saying now adays…” she bit her lip and sweated profusesly.

“…Ames?” Sonic raised an eyebrow, holding the chilidog in both hands now.

He waved it in front of her face, as she avoided looking at it too.

“…You can’t lie to the chili…”

“Gr…erk…” she twitched.

“Alright! FINE!” Amy flung it out of her face, screaming as she threw her hands down in front of her. “I WANTED TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU! Is that too much to ask!?”


Sonic watched the chilidog fly into the air, as the two both watched as it soared through the air, letting little chunks of the chili-meat fly off every now and then.

Sonic rushed to save it again. “Nooooo..!” he slid for it.

Dropping to his knees, he caught it, and held it up high. “YES! Two for two!”

“You mean one.”


Amy stood outside the door, and slammed it.

He flinched at the wood against wood, before getting up. “..Wait.. Amy?”

Amy stormed down the dark street, and headed quickly home. “I can’t believe he almost found out! And he STILL cared more about that stupid… dumb chilidog! I mean, I made it for him, but he could have at least been thankful enough and-”

She stopped.

“I… I made it for him.” she looked up, realizing maybe the chilidog was more than just some hunk of meat with sauce on it.

She turned around, before shaking her head and rolling her eyes. “Grahh.. I won’t be the first to look back this time!”

“Good! That means I won’t need to go back!”


Amy was scooped of her feet.


Bolting into her home through her window, the two crashed down as Sonic rolled along the floor, landing face-first on the couch, and getting up.

“Phew. Definitely not my roughest landing.” he leaned up, happy for the soft terrain.

Unnnntil Amy swung a hammer in his face.

“You think you can waltz in here and make up for treating me second to a literal food product!?” she gestured to represent the chilidog.

“Actually, it’s more like…” he hesitated, but then took her arm and gestured it around his stomach. “Here now.” he sweat dropped as he smiled sheepishly up to her.

She looked annoyed.

“You didn’t give me a lot of time to enjoy it!”

“I wanted to hang out with you! Not have you drooling over the chilidog and say goodbye right after I graciously hand-delivered it to you!”

“You wanted to see me?” he looked up, smiling like a kid.

“Well, I… I mean, like anyone else would.” she looked away, growing self-conscious again.

“I~ remember when you first said you wanted a trip in my hammock, thinking it cool. You did the same thing when I said you could, but you refused to get on it with me sitting beside you.”

She turned away, a faint blush on her cheeks. “I hate how all of a sudden, you think you can read me.” she closed her eyes and continued to keep her head away from his peering eyes.

He smirked, “Come on, Ames. What do you mean by all this?” he drooped his eyes slightly.

“…Nothing. Now… get out of my house!” she sounded lazy as she swished her hand to the door.

“…Alright.” Sonic hit his knees with the palm of his hands and got up, dusting himself off and then looking Amy over.

“…You sure are cute though… when you’re mad.” He then started to walk out.

Instantly, Amy reflexed and threw him back towards her face.

“What… what did you just say?” she blinked, shock taking over her.

“I said please don’t hurt me and I swear I’ll never say it again.” Sonic looked terrified, she was holding him by his bandanna.

“No.. what? Augh.” she shook her head, “I mean the other thing…” she looked away and then back, losing her tough-girl attitude, and Sonic could suddenly see she wasn’t as scary as she usually is.

“… em… stop staring and just repeat what you said already!” she yelled out, as he suddenly knew what he needed to do.


He leaned down and lightly held a kiss.

Minutes felt like seconds as he pulled away.

“…I said… I don’t remember.” he looked away, his eyes looking frozen as he realized what he had just done.

“…I’m… I’m thinking there was something in that chilidog.” Sonic tried to excuse his behavior.

“I’ll have to find the recipe again.” Amy pulled him back in for another one.

He flailed a moment, before completely surrendering to the sensation of it.

She pulled back, and he was literally starting to melt down to his knees, leaning completely and letting her lift him by the scruff of his bandanna now. “Woah. Comedy Chimp lied. That freakin’ rocked.” he had drooped eyes, before shaking his head and looking amazed.

“Wait.. did I just..” Amy looked up, and dropped him like a hot potato.

“Whoah!” he fell flat to the ground, before leaning up. “Yeah. I would be freakin’ out too if I kissed me.”

What she didn’t see was his lips trembling.

“I… I .. I have to go!” she ran out the door, slamming it as she heard him getting up.

“H-hey, wait!”

He banged on the door. “Amy! Where will you go!? This is your house!”

She was spread up against the door, her mouth a deep, open frown with her teeth showing, spazzing.

She then realized the logic of his truth and swung open the door. “Oh yeah.” she kicked him out. “You should go!” she then tried to slam the door again.

“Wait-OOOOOWWW!” his foot got jammed by her.

“Oh my gosh! I am SO SORRY!” she opened the door, covering her mouth and looking around, “Uh.. Um… j-just come in.”

He hobbled in one leg, as she set him back on the couch, letting him lift his leg up.

“Ugh! I just- I’m so confused right now!”

“W-why..” he was rubbing his poor foot.

“Because!” she flung ice at his face.

“OOOWWW!” he held it to his eye, letting it slowly drag his face down as he pulled it away. “Geez, are you here to kill me or-?”

“I just hate how you’re making me feel right now!” she threw an apple at him, making him lean back to dodge it and catch it, ‘phewing’ as he did, before looking back at Amy.

She was gone.

“H-huh?” He looked around, “Amy?”

He slowly got up, watching his foot and hopping a few times, over to the kitchen.

Amy was huddled down, gripping her legs, head down.

He examined her for a moment before sitting down next to her, up against the island counter. “…Do you really hate me that much?” he side glanced over to her, lifting his good leg up and leaning forward, against it.

“Cause I sure as heck didn’t mean anything I said.”

She peeked up a little, and when he saw the small opening, smiled and continued, pretending he didn’t see her shift.

“I mean,” he gestured up. “I may get mad at you sometimes, but I would never say I hate you.”

Amy felt bad just then, and lowered her head again.

“Ah!” he freaked out, realizing that was probably bad. “L-look, that… thing …we just did? D-don’t worry about it.” he slowly moved to his knees, trying to comfort her. “I’ll just go now and we’ll pretend the whole thing didn’t happen, alright?”

Right before he was about to leave, she pulled his bandanna towards her again.

“If you leave now… I really will hate you forever.”

He gulped, blinking in his surprise.

“Oooo… k? Now I’m really confused.” He furrowed his eyebrows, leaning closer. “Don’t you want me to leave..?”



She pulled him back into a hug, and kissed him quicker this time, before pushing him away and covering her face, sending him half way across the room.

“WHHHAA!!” he hit his head. “Ughh… if every time that happens, I might need to start wearing a helmet…” his eyes rolled around, before he shook his head to keep them straight again.

She looked away, “Like you even want it to happen again…”

He leaned up, “Woah… what has made you so hateful today!? And… surprisingly… open too..” he touched his lips, still unsure of why he wasn’t, himself, overreacting.

For some reason… he wanted to make her more mad.

He got up, still twitching from the pain in his foot.

“If love’s a battlefield, you certainly give it a new meaning.”

She threw a hammer at him, and he just narrowly dodged it, spinning around before landing on his bad foot.

“AHHHH-ph.” he shut his mouth, closing his jaw and pushing his head down to do so. “Em.” he squinted his eyes a moment, enduring the pain as he looked back at Amy.

She glared at him, then looked away.

“…You.. You can be so violent!”

She threw another hammer, and he happily leaned back, almost all the way down to his lower leg, matrix style, and leaned up again. “Heh, but you’re no match for the fastest thing a-OFFPH!” he struck a pose and waved his finger around, signature grin, before she threw another hammer directly at his face.

“Owkawy. I swee whawt’s gwoinwg won.” he muffled through the hammer, as he tilted his head with it, as if it was permanently stuck there.

He gripped it and tried to rip it off, succeeding and then holding it just in case she threw more. “Ha… You’re fighting how you feel, right?”

She threw another hammer, but he deflected it. Smiling.

“You’re worried I don’t mean it. That I’m gonna somehow play ya and this whole thing will end in our friendship being ruined forever, is that it?”

She narrowed her eyes more, but this time, her frown was a sorrowful one.

“Well. I think you doubt me too much!”

“What are you saying!?” she finally blurted out, getting up and staring at him.

“I don’t want to be deceived!”

“Deceived?! Oh, is that who you think I am?!” Sonic looked angry, walking towards her and pointing a hammer accusingly at her.

“Well, maybe I don’t want to face defeat! Be rejected in front of the only girl I’ve actually cared about on this level.”

“Level!? So what, I’m a game to you!?” Amy stepped forward.

“With all the hammer’s you’ve thrown at my face, and my injured big toe, I would say YES. You’re probably the hardest boss I’ve ever had to face. Because I can’t face you. You’re unfaceable!”

“How so!?”




“Waiting to be fed!? Ugh, you’re so-!” she leaned forward.

“Yeah?” he stepped forward.




“REALLY!? Cause I really want to eat your face right now!”

“Then do it!”



They suddenly were so close that the two just launched at each other, completely dropping the act and the hammer, and were completely absorbed in one another.

A little while later, they pulled away, panting.

“…I… I don’t know what just happened.” Amy admitted.

“I do… thankfully.”

Sonic and Amy didn’t take their eyes off each other, or remove their hands from around the other.

“..What does this mean?” Amy gasped out.

“…It means…” Sonic stepped more foreward, putting his head to her forehead.

“I’m gonna need you to deliver some more chilidogs.”


“A.S.A.P…” he leaned in for another one.

“…You can be that hungry?” Amy leaned back, wanting to pull a fast one before he did, smiling.

He smirked, “Starving.” he shook his head with the motion, and the two were quite different after that.


Anon: I was wondering if you can do a scenario with Doyoung. The story is, you have a crush on him but you think he doesn’t feel the same. You start talking about how good looking other people are. (Oh btw, maybe this can be in a school environment). Doyoung get all salty and end up confess his love for u. Happy ending. Thank u <3

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Doyoung x Reader

I had been eyeing Doyoung for most of Senior school. His broad shoulders captivated my attention to the fullest and his bright smiles sucked the living breather out of me. Nights, days were gone thinking how it would be to hold his hands and intertwine my fingers with his slender ones. Hours spent wanting to hear his laugh and that melodious voice of his. We didn’t share a lot of words but when we did it was always respectful salutations. On most days I wouldn’t reply, losing the ability to speak whenever he passed by. 

 He sat near the window, always busy jotting down notes. During lunch his table was surrounded by his friends and he joked and laughed unaware of his beauty and the effect it had on me. 

 "Y/N,“ my friend would say, snapping me out of daze. "You’re drooling.” I would quickly shoot her a look of annoyance as she laughed. “You’re so gone Y/N. Why don’t you try and like someone else? I don’t think Doyoung wants to be in a relationship right now.” Her words stung but they made sense. How long was I going to spend daydreaming about a boy that didn’t even know my name? 

 "I really should,“ I mumbled. I shot him another look, my heart ached. I wanted him desperately but the chances of that happening were bleak. 

 The next couple of days proved to be a struggle. I was constantly trying to avoid Doyoung and talk to other people and become more open. Over the years of school life I had made myself seem bored and unapproachable but now that I smiled and actually talked to other people, I felt better. The distant ache in my heart generated by unrequited love had found a home in me. It was never going to go away no matter what guy I was with. 

 I would constantly find Jaehyun looking my way and gleaming like there was no tomorrow. His gestures becoming much more nervous around me and his legs switching stance momentarily. He liked it, it was no doubt. My friends told me that it was a good way to start over, to be in a relationship and explore the beauty of having someone to rely on. But every time I looked at him, I knew I still longed for him. Not Jaehyun, not any other guy in the world. But him. 

 The week Jaehyun and I started going out Doyoung was chosen to be my lab partner. I almost cried when he stood up and sat next to me. His body language had changed. He seemed more stiff. He had gentle creases on his forehead indicating tension. "So you and Jaehyun huh?” That was his first question. I nodded feebly and returned to the book, flustered by his presence. This was the most we had ever talked. I could feel his piercing gaze on me. He seemed so different. Not the happy cheery Doyoung. “Do you like him?” He asked. I turned to look at him. His stare wasn’t faltering. “Do you really like him?” I knew Jaehyun and Doyoung were best of friends. They were a pair inseparable. But the way he spilled out his words seemed like they spoke of his worst enemy. 

 "Yea,“ I replied, my voice shaky and small. He softened his gaze. 

 "Really?” There was hope in his voice. Like a child wanting an explanation. I almost melted at his tone. 

 Our teacher had already begun the lecture and our heated conversation came to a halt. But it got worse when at lunch Jaehyun grabbed my hand and smiled at me. I shot a look at Doyoung and he looked furious, his eyes on our joined hands. He raised himself from his seat and held my other hand, snatching me away from Jaehyun’s soft grasp. I was pulled to the stairs and eventually to the rooftop where he finally detached his deathly grip on my arms. I almost cried at the pain. 

 "Doyoung,“ I said, holding my wrists. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. 

 "You can’t be with Jaehyun,” he blurted. I squinted my eyes, my chest about to burst. 

 "What do you mean?“ I said. I was shaking all over. 

 "Y/N.” He stepped closer. I wanted to step back but I was paralysed. The breeze caught up and softly blew against me. “I have liked you for a while now.” His words seemed so foreign, like a dream. It almost seemed as if it wasn’t him speaking. “I could never confess because I thought you would never like me.” I let out a small laugh, not believing my ears. 

 "Is this a joke?“ I said turning around. "Did someone tell you about me which is why you’re fooling around?" 

 "Tell me what Y/N?” “Tell you that I like you?” His eyes grew wide in shock. I almost choked on my own saliva when I realised what I said. I confessed. Silence filled the space between us until he closed it. I stared at the grey pavement as he stepped closer and his hands creeped around me like a shelter. “All this time I thought you didn’t like me. We would never talk and whenever I’d try to you’d run away.” He pulled away and brought his face closer to mine, still holding onto my shoulder. His odour was minty and fresh and his eyes were dark and deep. I almost found myself lost in them. “Now tell me, do you really like Jaehyun?”

anonymous asked:

Please do one where its yours and Josh's first valentine's day &he's away for work &youve never really had a mind blowing valentine's day so you're not stressing the holiday &he somehow ends up making it the cutest one ever still

AN: First of, I’m sorry that it took me so long! I wasn’t feeling so well lately, (migraines suck), so I couldn’t finish it as soon as I’d like to. I hope you like it and thank you for your request! xx (and I’m sorry that it isn’t so long)


Valentine’s Day

Words: 937

Triggers: None (at least I think so, if not please tell me!)


Valentines Day wasn’t really important to you. Besides never having a mind-blowing one, you don’t really understand the concept of it. Yeah, it’s nice to be more affectionate to your significant other on one special day, but weren’t you supposed to show your love on any other day too? You didn’t care for a bunch of flowers or eating at a pricey restaurant. Your boyfriend Josh was already giving you all of his heart, you didn’t need more.

That’s why you weren’t as sad as Josh thought you would be, as he told you that he would be actually in L.A. on the 14th of February. Tyler and Josh were working hard on their new album, which they produced in California. Of course, you were a little sad, but mostly because your boyfriend would be away for a few weeks. Josh was probably more sad, firstly because he actually loved valentines day and secondly that he couldn’t be there on your first valentines day as a couple.

You assured him more than a few times, that you two would be alright, that you were looking forward to calling him and talking over the phone for the night. 

Because they wanted to make their new album the best they could possibly produce it, they stayed long at the recording studio. After getting to the hotel room at likely 4 a.m., Josh was always too tired to catch up with you. But you weren’t complaining, he needed his sleep and a few days with simple text messages was bearable for you. 

So today, on the 14th of February, you were actually a little excited, because both of the boys won’t stay long at the recording studio, just so that they could catch on with their girlfriends. Tyler misses Jenna terribly.

Just as you were putting the laundry, you just washed, away (you never said that it wasn’t boring without having Josh around), you got a text message from said dork.

Happy Valentines Day, Love! xx
Go check the front door, I have a surprise for you.

Shaking your head, you did as he told you. As soon as you opened the front door to your apartment, you were grinning like a complete idiot. Right in front of you was takeaway pizza from your favorite restaurant to eat at, a bottle of champagne, your favorite kinds of sweets and three DVD cases, all together in one big basket. Right next to it, was a bunch of red roses and a little card.

Smiling like a complete maniac you took the basket and the bouquet of roses carefully inside. After putting the flowers into water, you read the little note.

I probably already told you that, but Happy Valentines Day, Love!
I’m sorry that I couldn’t be there for it, but I hope that a little Skype date will make it better. Even if I can’t be in person there, at least you’re gonna have me making my little side-comments on the movies through your laptop (nothing’s gonna stop me from making them!). I hope that you like my idea, even if I did come up with it myself, I have to thank your sister for helping me prepare everything (it’ s hard to get everything, when I’m in L.A.)

I love you so much and can’t wait until I see you again,
Lots of love, Josh xx

(p.s. I actually wanted to get „White House Down“ since you haven’t seen it yet, but I didn’t want you drooling over Channing Tatum while I’m watching)

You couldn’t help but laugh at Josh’s little side note.

As fast as you were able to manage, you put everything for a cozy movie night up. Just as you wanted to call Josh, your phone started ringing.

„Hey, did you get the surprise?“

„Yeah I did, thank you so much! Sorry that I didn’t call sooner, but I wanted to prepare everything first. I would never have come up with such a cool idea, seriously.“

You heard him chuckle. „Yeah, well, I’m a pretty cool guy so no wonder that my ideas are cool.“

Rolling your eyes at his comment, you didn’t even bother to say anything back. You let him have it this time. „So? Are you ready, Mr. Cool-Guy? Or do I have to wait until you’re finished, I wouldn’t wonder if you spend your time being with Tyler. I swear you’re like Siamese-Twins.“

This time, Josh fully laughed. „No, I did, in fact, prepare everything already. I sat here, waiting for your call, which didn’t come, might I add.“

„Yeah, yeah, shush. Let’s start this night, alright?“

Josh agreed and you switched over to Skype. It felt good to see him again. Especially his smile. Just seeing it, made your grin even bigger. You probably looked like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, but you didn’t care. Josh should see how happy he makes you. 

After chatting for a little bit, you were engulfed in the world of Star Trek (he actually rented the newest one, knowing that you love these movies). Everything was perfect. You laughed at his little side-comments and found yourself staring at him, sometimes. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were, being with him. That boy does everything to make you happy, and you were so grateful for it. You couldn’t wait for him to return from L.A.

As you finished the movies and the pizza (Josh got some as well, but his wasn’t as good as yours), you stayed up late. Like, almost 6 a.m. late. But you didn’t care because you were with your boyfriend and it was nice to finally catch up with him. After hours of talking, you eventually felt asleep.

Never in your whole life had you such an amazing Valentines Day, and you couldn’t wait for the next one.

Super Junior’s Yesung Talks About Acting In “Voice” And Possibly Having To Rap With Jang Hyuk | 170221

Super Junior’s Yesung sat down for an interview about his drama “Voice” with news outlet Star News.

The interviewer asked, “Some viewers are saying that the crime scenes in ‘Voice’ are portrayed too explicitly and realistically. What do you think about that?” and Yesung answered, “I think it’s fine. If you look closely, we don’t actually show everything. I’m more sad about the age rating, and sometimes I wish we could just get an R rating and show more explicit scenes. Some say that our drama is similar to ‘Signal,’ but I think it’s closer to the movie ‘The Chaser.‘”

Following the storyline of “Voice,” Yesung recently got the chance to get out of the studio and start filming outside. In the scene, he had to act like he had taken an hallucinogen, and he revealed some of the efforts he went through to portray the situation realistically.

“It was really hard. I did basically anything I could besides actually taking the drug. I went to the filming site after getting almost no sleep, forgetting that I had other scenes to shoot afterwards. So I wasn’t in my right mind, and my eyes were half closed. Before shooting, I studied Bradley Cooper in “Limitless” and Shia LaBeouf in “Charlie Countryman” and tried to copy them. I even tried drooling. It was hard but fun, and I learned a lot from it,” he said.

“Voice” is doing incredibly well, and its viewer ratings are approaching OCN’s highest all-time ratings. “Voice” lead character Jang Hyuk previously made a promise to rap over a walkie talkie if the drama hit 8 percent in ratings and also promised that he would have Yesung and Baek Sung Hyun rapping behind him as “TJ Boys” (TJ is Jang Hyuk’s old rapper name).

Regarding this, Yesung replied, “I’d love to do it. I’ve actually been practicing for it recently. 8 percent isn’t easy to reach, so if we achieve that, I’m willing to rap more than a hundred times.”soompi


Hero Is A Four Letter Word

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Shance week, Hogwarts AU taking place in Shiro’s 7th year/Lance’s 6th.

Shiro, Death Eater Prisoner turned reluctant Hero, is back, after the Battle of Hogwarts, to retake his seventh year. It should be a simple thing but the weight of the war, and of lies told, sits heavy on him.

Lance is a bright spot.

Day One: Pining

“You’re doing it again.” Keith announced, exasperation heavy in his voice. Shiro blinked, startled from his thoughts, and turned to look at his friend. Keith was looking at his Advanced Charms book, his meter long essay for the end of month paper already half filled (unlike Shiro’s very bare parchment but in his defense they’d gotten the essay 3 hours ago), brow furrowed. His tie was undone, green and silver fabric hanging loosely around his neck, and there was a smudge of ink under his eye. Keith was the picture of hardworking Hogwarts excellence.

There was nothing about him to indicate what he was talking about or, even, that he’d been looking at Shiro at all.

“What am I doing?”

“Staring at that Hufflepuff. Again.” Keith flipped a page in his book, frowned, then scribbled something in the margins.

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Fred Jones: Comes from a white middle class family, he’s team captain, the stunt-driver, amateur engineer and star quarterback. Freddie leads the charge in an out of every mystery.

Daphne Blake: Of black-white mixed race, she’s the fashionista, the action girl, the black-belt with a roving reporter’s instinct and a killer manicure. Daphne is danger proof!

Velma Dinkley: Of Caucasian/Japanese descent, she’s the smart one, the science club queen and cosplay geek extraordinaire. Armed with countless smartphone apps, Velma’s quickest to put clues together.

Norville “Shaggy” Rogers: Born to a family of Lebanese immigrants, it’s the track team legend! He can throw his voice and turn cartwheels like nobody’s business! He quotes movies verbatim and makes a mean quadruple-decker-sandwich! Shaggy’s always along for the ride.

Scooby-Doo: He drools, he smells, he sheds his fur everywhere and acts like a living garbage disposal. Scooby-Doo is the ever loyal team mascot and sniffer dog.

hey! you may remember this lot from a draw i did last year! well here’s a brand new version of my modern revamped mystery incorporated design! my ‘drawing style’ has developed a lot over this past year so i wanted to draw my favourite amateur sleuths again. now watch this space, because i plan to re-open my ask blog for business pretty soon!

“See look, they are WAY cooler than I am. Look at that. Sexy. A dreamboat. Get a new lock screen you egg!”

Red is quick to snap a picture, drool pooling between his fangs.  “asgore’s beard, this party is where it’s at.  that one can be my general phone background.  i’m keepin’ the lockscreen.”  He calls out toward the table, “hey, stretch.  did’ja say you wanted this?”

“yep,” comes the muffled reply.

“wellll, i might could be persuaded to not post this on the undernet.  but you’re gonna have to admit i’m a hell of a lot sexier than stretch.”


[i’m still a mess for Usnavi/Ruben/Vanessa. a short fic, set during chapter one of your body is a triangle just after Vanessa meets Ruben for the first time.]

“So,” says Vanessa, kicking off her shoes and throwing herself down on Usnavi’s couch, long bare legs stretched out across the cushions. “That was Ruben, huh?”

“Yeah!” says Usnavi, eyes lighting up. He shifts her legs to make room, she settles them back over his lap once he’s sitting. “He’s awesome, right? I knew you two would get along. Once he started like, actually going outside and talking to people and all.”

“He seemed very sweet,” she says. “I’m still kinda hung up on how I’ve been hearing about him non-stop for like a month and yet you never even once thought to tell me he’s Usnavi two-point-oh.”

“Why do people keep saying that?” asks Usnavi rhetorically, throwing his hands up in exasperation.  “We don’t look the same at all. I mean, okay, maybe the eyes. But he’s got longer hair and a softer kinda face. And he smiles different, and he stands different. And like I’m kinda scrawny but he’s got…I dunno. Curves.”

“Wow,” says Vanessa, eyebrows raised. “You ever actually talk to the guy when I’m not there, or do you just spend the whole day drooling over his soft face and his curves?”

“Aw, come on. I mean, yeah, I guess if I were into guys, I’d say he was cute. But you know I just like paying attention to the people, I notice stuff, and Ruben is… he’s an interesting dude. So there’s a lot to notice. He’s super fucking smart, like, actual genius level of smart, did I ever tell you that?”

“At least twice per conversation since the first time you met him, yeah,” she says.

“And he’s a nice guy, he’s really nice, and he’s funny, and he’s had a lot of serious shit to deal with so I just…I like when I can make him happy, which means I gotta watch him closely to figure out the best way how.”

Jesus, Usnavi.”

“Shut up, Vanessa, it’s not like that!”

“Isn’t it? Tell me,” she says, propping herself up on her elbows with a knowing smirk. “Does he pay for his coffee?”

Usnavi opens his mouth to answer and then stays that way, blinking at nothing.

Vanessa lets her head drop back on the arm of couch and punches up towards the ceiling, triumphant. “I fucking knew it!”

Thoughts while watching Descendants
  • Beast that wasn’t that funny
  • Aww you go Ben
  • Okay what Maleficent do that was so bad? Why is she the worst?
  • Ben’s kinda cute now that I look at him properly
  • Wasn’t aware this was a musical but damn is this song catchy af
  • Oh shit dancing too okay
  • Wtf is Maleficent doing to Mal? What’s up with the glowing eyes?
  • Aw Evie is pronounced just like my nickname
  • Awww Jaylos fighting over candy
  • Fucking Carlos
  • Okay Jay that was kind of smooth. I’m kind of drooling. Just kind of.
  • I don’t like Audrey already. How dare she talk down to bby Evie.
  • Awaha Carloosss that was so cute
  • Okay Ben you’re a lot funnier than your dad
  • Kay Evie get you some guuurrrl
  • Mal you adorable puppy stop
  • Jay how did you not see the damn force field? Did you honestly think it’d be that easy to steal the wand?
  • Huh I didn’t expect Carlos to know how to do that
  • Aw Ben you little sweetheart
  • Evie you sneaky little shit
  • Chad careful you might catch flies in your mouth
  • Fucking Chad you asshat
  • Jane pls don’t be a follower
  • Lonnie you sweet sweet ignorant girl. Their parents are some of the worst people and you really think they took the time to do things like that for them
  • I really really don’t like Audrey
  • Ben you idiot
  • Oh my god ben you idiot
  • Aw Jay you supportive lil boyfriend
  • Jay and Carlos make such a good team on the field
  • Malvie feels man
  • Doug you little sweetiepie!!!!!!!!!
  • Their parents are so fucked up like they don’t realize how much damage they’ve caused
  • Ben you dork
  • Belle. Beast. Please. Stop.
  • Awe Jay defended Evie
  • Honestly fuck Beast
  • Ben the real mvp
  • Ben you cinnamon roll
  • Aw Mal you little sentimental strawberry
  • Damn get it Doug
  • I wasn’t supposed to love this movie as much as I do
Scat Stories #1 Part 2

Maddy & Nicole experiment. (Part 2)

Nicole giggled and kissed Maddy as she played with Maddy’s bulge. “Do you want to try something a little messier…?” Maddy said. “I think so…” replied Nicole “I think i want to watch you play with yours more.” Nicole said with a smirk. “Okay, I think i can do that.” Replied Maddy, standing up and taking two steps, seductively moving her ass as she did so, over to the opposite end of the bath. Nicole moved from her side so she would have a better view of her friend, as she sat down Nicole felt her massive load spread and squish in her panties. “Oh my God, now i see why you love this!” Nicole said, sounding like she enjoyed the feeling, as she progressively put more of her weight onto her mess. Maddy laughed lightly and watched Nicole as she made herself comfortable in her shit filled panties.

Maddy couldn’t believe it. It was finally happening, she finally had someone to share her darkest fantasies with. The fact that it was Nicole, her best friend and her biggest crush helped too. “Do you have anything you would like me to do?” Asked Maddy “I’m not sure really, i just want to see more.” Said Nicole now slowly and gently rubbing her clit through her soaked panties. “Mhmm okay, I’ll think of something then.” Maddy said with a wink as she turned around and bent over, letting her warm messy bulge spread out across her ass. She then slowly and very carefully slid two fingers down the back of her panties, sliding them in and out of her hungry asshole. Maddy moaned as she played in her filth, Nicole stared at her friend amazed by what she was doing, still surprised by her own reaction. “Do you like watching me doing this Nicky?” Asked Maddy in a seductive and sensual tone. “Yes, a lot, i like it a lot.” Nicole replied, struggling to speak through her own moans and whimpers of pleasure. Maddy then took her two fingers out of her panties, they were covered in thick, creamy shit. Nicole watched as Maddy turned around, slowly dropped to her knees and traced her shit from her stomach, up to her breasts. Maddy felt as if she could barely control herself as she smeared her body with her mess. She then did something that pushed Nicole over the edge, she traced her dirty fingers past her breasts up her neck and into her drooling and hungry mouth. Nicole moaned and made unrecognizable sounds as her pussy contracted and gushed cum into her already soaked panties. Maddy watched as her friend climaxed, she sucked her shit off her fingers as she had done many times before. This time was different Maddy’s pussy was drooling more than her shit craving mouth was, she was so turned on by what was happening she tore her panties to the side violently, ripping them in the process. She fingered herself faster than she had ever done before and reached orgasm faster than she ever had. Her pussy tightened around her fingers. Nicole wasn’t finished, she took her own panties off, taking a hand full of her shit she rubbed it into her pale skin. Maddy followed her friend as they both covered their bodies in shit, they turned from pale, innocent seeming girls into shit hungry scat whores. 

As Nicole pleasured herself and her new partner she thought to herself why she liked something as disgusting as this. Why did it make her pussy wetter and more sensitive than anything else. Why did it make her feel like it was what she was made to do. The truth was, Nicole loved everything about her new found fetish, the smell, the feeling of being covered. There was only one more thing for Nicole to do for her to do. Taste it. “I need to taste it, I need it now, please Maddy, please!” begged Nicole. “Well haven’t you transformed into a little slut now!” Exclaimed Maddy. “If you want it that badly ill give it too you, open your mouth, my dirt little shit whore.” Maddy commanded, Nicole, without a moment of thought of hesitation, opened her mouth wide sticking her tongue out closing her eyes. She was completely addicted. Maddy reached down into her torn panties and took a handful of her shit. She then placed it in her new scat addicted friends hungry mouth and watched as Nicole’s eyes rolled into the back her of head. Nicole raised her hands to her mouth and molded the shit into a cock shape, she began seductively and passionately sucking Maddy’s shit. Maddy took Nicole’s panties and put them up against her pussy and began to rub her clit with them. Maddy rubbed so violently that soon she was pushing shit inside of herself, something even she had never felt before. She loved it, especially that it was someone else’s shit. Nicole continued to suck and swallow her new favorite cock, she was now sliding two shit covered fingers into her ass moaning, struggling to get sounds out with her mouth full, this turned her on even more. Maddy and Nicole, the two most disgusting, filthy, depraved and aroused girls on the planet were now about the cum for the third time in their scat filled evening. Nicole climaxed first, her pussy gushing shit and cum. She forced the cock shaped mess into her mouth and over her face as she topped her previous orgasm with one that left her feeling for filled in ways she’d never thought possible. Maddy now had her shit hungry gaping pussy stuffed with her friend and new lovers shit, she came so hard that she felt as if she was going to pass out.

“I don’t want to get cleaned up” Said Nicole as she lay in her bath tub with Maddy covered in their shit piss and cum. “Neither do i… We don’t have to do we?” Maddy asked, pouting with her shit coated lips. “No, we don’t. I don’t care if my parents find us.” Said Nicole, Maddy’s new personal scat whore. 

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Your baby is teething and end up gnawing on him (BTS)

Y/S/N: your son’s name

Y/D/N: your daughter’s name

Rap Monster: -he was holding your daughter in one arm and his phone in the other. He wasn’t aware she was teething til he felt the little teeth poking through her gums while she was chewing on his hand. So he was very happy to experience it- “oh my gosh baby our precious girl is growing up so fast”

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Jin: -as soon as his daughter started crying he laid her down on him. He knew she was in pain from teething so he kinda let her chew on whatever she needed to to feel better. Even if it meant his shirt would get cover in drool- “Y/D/N really likes the material of my shirt against her gums”

Originally posted by vhope

Suga: -he wasn’t liking all the pain his baby boy was in. He would give him teething rings but he still seemed to cry. When he would have to refreeze the rings nothing seemed to compare to daddy’s fingers being gripped in his little hands to chew on- “I hope Y/S/N pain goes away soon. I will do anything to make him feel better"

Originally posted by jungsooneul

J-Hope: -he wanted nothing more than your daughter to be happy. She seemed to be happiest when she would be allowed to chew on his shirt. Her little mouth would leave a large amount of drool but he was okay with it.- “do you think she likes when I wear a shirt and she can chew on it or do you think I can just give her one to chew on?”

Originally posted by tbhobi

Jimin: -his little girl drooled a lot as she chewed on things but her favorite thing was Jimin’s fingers. He was very very happy every time she did it because he had a chance to feel her little teeth- “babe I think Y/D/N got a new tooth coming in. I can feel it pressing against her gums”

Originally posted by booptae

V: -your son wasn’t liking his new teeth coming in. Taehyung moved to his other shoulder as your son chewed happily on his father’s shirt. Taehyung was grossed out slightly by the amount of drool that was produced on him from such a little mouth. But he wasn’t gonna to deny him the relief the material provided- “my gosh how can such a tiny human create so much spit? Well at least he’s happy ”

Originally posted by taehanstic-baby

Jungkook: -your daughter got ice, ice cream, water rubbed on her gums. Whatever you or Jeongguk could think of to ease the pain she was going through. He smiled when she was just calm and content making cute sounds as she drooled all over his hands “she’s so happy when she has my fingers in her mouth. Its so cute and slightly disgusting when she does it”

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Best Friends' Brother- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Prompt: You are best friends with Sam and Harry Holland. The twins introduce you to Tom, who quickly falls for you.

Word Count: 1940

Warnings: One minor swear word & one minor use of slang

A/N: I am American and I did my best to remember things like mom/mum and friend/mate. If it still sounds very American, it’s because I’m not British.


It was Tom’s second day on break-finally home in England-and he was sat at his dining room table alone, eating lunch. Everyone was off doing other things. His mum was at work and Paddy was at school. Sam and Harry were somewhere-probably setting up a prank to play on their older brother. Tom didn’t mind that he was alone. Sure, he missed his family, but he was exhausted from the long plane ride yesterday. The only thing calling his name at the moment was sleep and food.

“Hey, Tom, we’re going to catch a movie. Want to come?” Harry asked, poking his head into the kitchen.

“Which movie?” He replied.

“Suicide Squad. It’s DC, but I’ve heard it’s amazing.” Sam said, appearing beside his twin.

“I could get fired for seeing it.” Tom laughed before shrugging, “But what the hell, I’ll go.”

“Great, we’re leaving in ten.” Sam informed him. The twins walked out of the room, leaving Tom alone. He wasn’t technically alone-Tessa was in there with him.

“I guess I’m leaving soon. Be good, Tess.” He reached down to pet her head. He cleaned up the remainders of his lunch before exiting the room.


“Why aren’t we sitting yet?” Tom asked, adjusting his baseball cap. He was attempting to conceal his identity with the hat, but he believed it wasn’t working-although he had yet to be asked for an autograph or picture. He was anxious to sit down in the theater, hoping to not get caught as a Marvel star watching a DC film. His twin brothers insisted that they stayed in the main lobby for a little while longer.

“Y/N’s meeting up with us. She’ll be here soon.” Sam replied, eating a few pieces of the large popcorn in his hands.

“Who is Y/N?” Tom questioned.

“SAM, STOP EATING ALL THE POPCORN!” A voice shouted, making Tom jump.

“That would be Y/N.” Harry laughed. You walked over to the three boys and took the popcorn from Sam.

“Geez, you fatty, you practically ate all of it.” You stated, taking a handful of the snack food.

“Did not!” Sam replied, tugging the container out of your hands.

“Y/N, you’ve met Tom, right?” Harry asked. You turned your focus from Sam to his older brother. The moment Tom’s eyes met yours, he swore his world stopped. He had never seen anyone like you before and he just couldn’t take his eyes off you. You were so captivating-where had his brothers found someone like you? More importantly, were they blind to leave you only as a friend? Tom suspected any man who could be with you would be the luckiest man in the world.

“Nope, I don’t believe I have. The name’s Y/N, also known as their only friend.” You said, pointing towards the twins.

“Hey!” Sam exclaimed.

“But I have heard a lot about you.” You stated. Tom opened his mouth to speak, but only silence came out as he got flustered. When he didn’t say anything, you continued, “Spiderman is watching Suicide Squad? Tsk tsk.”

As if you had switched a flip in him, Tom found his voice and quickly responded to your comment, “As long as they don’t know I’m watching it, I’m fine.” His nerves struck up again as he asked, “Are you a fan?”

“Of DC? Absolutely. Marvel? A little.” You replied.

“Why don’t you like Marvel?” He asked, a tad bit offended by the comment.

“I like the X-Men more than I like the Avengers. The characters are too complicated and they stray from the comics.” You stated, “As you can see with Civil War. Where was Thor?”

“X-Men doesn’t follow directly with the comics either.” Tom said.

“Oh, no. It’s started.” Harry mumbled to Sam. The twins knew introducing you two would cause some sort of an argument about DC vs Marvel. You were a massive DC fan while Tom was dedicated to the Marvel, more specifically Spiderman, side of things.

“Break it up. How about we go get our seats? We don’t need to start an argument here.” Sam interrupted you two.

“He’s right. It’s a petty argument.” Tom stated.

After the movie was finished, you went to hug the boys goodbye. When you hugged Tom, you made sure to whisper in his ear, “For the record, Spiderman’s my favorite superhero overall. Especially the new one, he’s sticking with the comics.” If your statement wasn’t enough to skyrocket his heart, your next comment sure was, “Plus, the actor’s really cute.”

And once again, you left Tom as awestruck as when he first laid eyes on you. You could tell he wanted to say something to you, but all he could muster was a faint goodbye. You shot him a flirty smile before leaving to your car. In Tom’s car, Harry and Sam continued to talk about Suicide Squad and how the characters were developed in it.

“How long have you two known Y/N?” Tom asked, finally finding his words.

“Almost two years by now. Why?” Harry asked.

“Just wondering. I don’t remember either of you ever bringing her up.” He shrugged, “Did you know she liked DC better than Marvel? Or was that just by chance?”

“Oh, we knew.” Sam laughed, “We just didn’t think it would get that heated that fast.” He explained and watched as his older brother’s cheeks turned red.

“What’s with all the questions, Tommy? Does someone have a crush?” Harry teased.

“No, I only met her today.” He lied.

“How are you the big-shot actor of this family? You can’t lie for sh*t.” Sam said.

“You know she’s single, right?” Harry added.

“What does that have to do with anything?” Tom asked.

“We give you permission to ask our little Y/N out.” Sam replied.

“Who said anything about asking her out?” He questioned, looking at his brother as if he was insane.

“You did when you lied about liking her.”

“You were practically drooling over her too.” Harry said.

“If I ask her out, will it get you two off my back?” Tom asked.

“Yes.” The twins replied in sync.

“I’ll need her number first.” He mumbled and Harry immediately got out his phone to share your contact with Tom.


“Go away. I’m not calling her with you lot watching me.” Tom said, looking at his brothers. Patrick was home now and instantly joined in the stare-at-Tom-until-he-calls-Y/N game.

“Why not?” Sam asked, leaning forward on his elbows to rest his face on his hands.

“Because I’m not comfortable with it. Beat it or else it’s not happening.” He replied. The three younger boys groaned and walked off. Tom knew they’d be right outside the door so he went as far from his bedroom door as possible. He nervously pressed the call button beside your contact.

“Hello?” You answered after a few rings.

“H-hi, Y/N. This is Tom. Tom Holland? Remember me from earlier today?” He asked and then mentally face-palmed himself for rambling. He hated how even just your voice made his heart pound in his chest.

“Nope, I have no recollection of a Tom Holland.” You said in a sarcastic voice before laughing, “Of course I remember you. One does not simply forget meeting the new Spiderman. What can I do for you?” You asked, hoping you already know the answer.

“Well, I was wondering if you were free tomorrow for lunch.” Tom asked.

“Like a date?” You replied.

“It doesn’t have to be.” He said.

“What if I wanted it to be?” You asked flirtatiously.

“Then, yes. Yes, it could definitely be a date.”

“In that case, I’d love to go get lunch with you.”

“Cool. I’ll-uh-pick you up tomorrow then. How’s 11?” He asked.

“That will work. Tomorrow is completely free for me.” You smiled, “I’ll text you my address.”

“Awesome. I’ll see you then, yeah?”

“See you then.” You said and hung up the phone. Tom didn’t even remove the phone from his ear by the time his brothers barged right back into his room.

“So you have a date?” Sam asked with a bright smile.

“Yeah. Yeah, I do.” Tom admitted, bashfully as his brothers cheered in triumph.


*Four Months Later*

“We should have just told him no.” Sam said.

“Why did we push him?” Harry asked.

“I wish we had a time machine and we could stop this all from happening.”

“Yeah.” Both twins nodded in agreement before they were both whacked over the head with a rolled up magazine.

“Ow!” They hissed, turning around to see their mother.

“This is the happiest your brother has been in over a year. Get in the kitchen and fix the salad.” She ordered.

“Yes, mum.” Sam and Harry replied. They trailed off to the kitchen and she followed behind them. She didn’t want the twins to put such a damper on the happy mood. It was Christmas and you were spending it at the Hollands.

Michael Bublé was playing in the background and Tom was attempting to teach you how to dance in the open area of the living room. He loved how you would laugh every time you screwed up on the steps and accidentally stepped on his toes. You two had been dating for about four months and the twins had only begun to realize how close you two were. When you both first met, they definitely wanted you two to be together; but now it seemed as if they were losing their best friend to their brother. Although you were still close to the twins, they didn’t enjoy the feeling of being second behind Tom yet again.

“Forget it. I’m never going to get this.” You said with a giggle, staring down at your fuzzy sock covered feet. Your head fell into the crook of his shoulder

“You will, I promise. It’s easy, just follow my feet.” Tom replied, moving his feet slowly to the music. You lifted your head up and concentrated on keeping up with it, although it was a slow song. He held his hand up and you did a twirl.

“You’re cute when you’re focused.” He stated, making you look up at him.

“And you’re cute when trying to teach me how to dance.” You answered and he leaned down to plant a kiss on your lips. Before his lips could connect with yours, a voice called out from the kitchen.

“Tom, Y/N, dinner’s ready.” Sam interrupted.

“Geez, Sam, you just have to be a little cock block, don’t you?” You playfully sighed.

“Dinner.” He stated, disappearing back into the dining room.

“Do you think he’s upset about us?” you asked. Normally, the twin would sarcastically reply to you; instead, he just dismissed you.

“Us? Why would he be upset about us?” Tom replied in confusion.

“Because since we’ve started going out, I’ve been hanging out with them less.” You stated.

“I don’t mind.” He shrugged with a smile, leaning down to give you a soft kiss.

“I’m not saying I do, but I do feel like I’ve been neglecting them.”

“Hurry up, or we’ll eat without you.” You heard Sam call out.

“Sam!” His mother scolded. You laughed as you and Tom went to the dining room. You sat in between Sam and Tom, making sure that you included the twins (and Paddy). After all, you didn’t want to forget your favorite set of twins.

How to be Best Friends Forever, a step by step guide.

A great story by EZmisery.

Hi! I’m so glad you’re reading this!

If you’re here then you probably want to learn how to be best friends forever! That’s great! Having a BFF is the best thing in the world. You can talk to them, you can just hang out, play videos games, eat snacks. Just all great things. It’s really the best. Obviously I think so, since I’m writing this.

Anyway, I bet you want to get to step one. But you need to be patient. JUST BE PATIENT. I mean, hold on a second. I’m getting ready. I need a little bit of time.

Step 1: Find your friend!

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mochipoof  asked:

Could you write how the RFAs would react to MC moving in with them? How it comes up? How life is for the first few weeks or something haha :') Do they just buy a house?

a/n i’m going to do the first few days week/s with the RFA because hOLY FUCK? they’d ALL stay where they currently are at first but i think they’ all move somewhere bigger when they got married or had kids?? they’re still just bf/gf so no mortgages for now ;u;


  • i think he’d suggest moving in but very indirectly 
  • “ i wouldn’t be late to classes if you woke me up directly you know..
  • “yeah maybe idk”
  • “… I mean only if you want you I’m not forcing you” (he’s whispering by the end of it)
  • so it’d be very quick and very short notice and when did this happen i’m literally moving into a 4 year old’s house isn’t this illEGAL??
  • so you’d bring in the last box and and you’’d shut the door and just stand there like
  • “this is home now I guess?”
  • then it’d hit both of you that like you live together now and all of a sudden he’s shy and just kinda scratching the back of his neck
  • “so..”
  • “yeah..”
  • “want to play LOLOL?” guys .. what did you even expect
  • the first few weeks would consist of snuggling and playing games and onesies -  it’s like the first few hours of a sleepover when everyone’s reaALLY hyper
  • there’d be unpacked boxes everywhere for weEKS (lazy mfs)
  • also the first few weeks would be living off ramen and sweets and getting 0 sleep (take this however you want)
  • you don’t even argue over chores because who gives a fuck they can just chill there
  • when theres a bug in the attic you’re both screaming aren’t you supposed TO BE A WARRIOR YOOSUNG
  • - WAIT hand me the frying pan we will outflank the enemy and i will protect you princess
  • the wasp comes closer and you both never return to the attic ever again
  • for now you probably both sleep on a pikachu bean bag or something because his single bed doesn’t fit to both of you and he feels guilty sleeping on the bed
  • the good guy who always puts the toilet seat down after he uses the toilet after the one time you flipped out on him
  • moving in with Yoosung means he doesn’t get as flustered anymore around you
  • you see him shouting and laughing a lot more and less blushing and wow 
  • you didn’t think you could fall in love with him any more until you saw him curled up on the couch with his bear onesie 
  • fuck he’s the cute one in this relationship isn’t he (yep)
  • so obviously you curl up next to him 


  • this cliche motherfucker i hatE HIM
  • he finds a clever/sneaky way to tell you to move in with you
  • makes you leave all your shit at his house over time and one day he just hands you a key??
  • “well you’re practically here all the time and you can’t get enough of me so”
  • “LISTEN HERE BI- wait nvm that’d be cool actually”
  • married couple life
  • refuses to let other people bring in the rest of your stuff in boxes (not much of it though) because he has to do it himself
  • also makes you wait outside so he can pick you up bridal style and carry you in
  • always leaves the toilet seat up fgs
  • on the second day you wake up to hear crashing and burning from the kitchen because he was trying to make pancakes for you
  • its then… that you’ll do the cooking from now on (thanks @god) but god damn it he’s always peering over your shoulder
  • “What’s that?”
  • “Pepper”
  • “..What’s that?”
  • “.. an egg.”
  • “yeah, i recognised them” (focus in school kids)
  • him using all your scented shampoos and you using his facial products you guys are the best duo
  • he helps you with chores though but he whines a lot (not in the first weeks though)
  • also picking out couple outfits for like the first few weeks and looking super coordinated (goals)
  • 100000 SELFIES
  • him forcing you to wear his shirt literally all the time - i have my own closet thx
  • “Zen.. I can’t wear this shirt to class it literally goes down to my thighs NOT TO MENTION it has your face on it”
  • a lot of sex in the first week??- fucking beast mode slow tf down
  • takes loads of slips of you drooling while you’re sleeping 
  • you threaten to cut his ponytail and i’m p sure that’s the first fight you have living together
  • but its quickly resolved when the X Factor comes on and you’re sitting on the couch with him judging everyone
  • “she can’t even sing”


  • who suggested this - how did it happen what the fuck
  • SHE definitely planned this out but couldn’t actually ask you so it was just like a matter of when will she manage to just come out wiTH IT GOD DAMN IT
  • she lets it slip out a few weeks later mid conversation
  • “well maybe if you lived with me then we wouldn’t be having this problem”
  • literally slaps her mouth
  • but you just shrug and respond with okay and i swear she melts and looks like a tomato
  • SHE TAKES THE DAY OFF W O R K FOR IT (stress cleaning)
  • like as soon as everything as been moved in she’s the cutest person ever and always asks if you’re comfortable
  • “so.. want some dinner?”
  • but guess what
  • apart from finding out she’s an amazing fucking cook, you see Jaehee with ANIMAL pyjamas and her hair down (well fuck me)
  • a lot of blushing in the first week, it’s like re-starting a relationship with her
  • no toilet seat problems though??
  • everything is always tidy and guys you can share clothes and makeup and woW why didn’t we do this earlier
  • when she gets more comfortable you guys both have wine and bitch about people (jumin)
  • you all know how sarcastic she is so the sassy comments will be endless
  • “well don’t you look like a picture when you wake up”
  • “I liked it better when you were a blushing mess”
  • “well, too bad.”
  • whenever you do anything outside the house she turns innocent again
  • but as soon as you step into the house BAM she’s super sassy
  • motivates you to do work and teaches you how to make really cool pastries!!
  • invite the RFA (minus elly because she’ll kill Jumin if she sees c hairs in her house) to have cupcakes & coffee
  • saturday nights you guys sing to Zen’s musicals at the top of your lungs but she doesn’t realise you’re facetiming someone… Zen 
  • freezes
  • ur dead the next day 


  • can we talk about the fact you’re already pretty much living with him halfway through his route
  • there was no invite its just you ended up there
  • “what do you mean you’re going home.. this IS your home?”
  • you look around and holy shit when did he move all my stuff here and how haven’t I noticed you sly motherfucker
  • did you not see in his route when he offered to redesign his house so it looks like your house
  • constantly reassuring him that the furniture is fine and that vase is worth more than my whole apartment shUT UP
  • when you go down to the kitchen to cook he’s very confused 
  • “We have a chef?”
  • “Don’t want them”
  • “i’ll just cook myself”
  • “oh right.. wait why?”
  • baby boy hasn’t ever had any homemade meals since they were all made by chefs n shit :((
  • oh may I mention that as soon as all the maids and stuff leave Jumin owns swEATPANTS 
  • he also wears glasses? excuse me this is r00d
  • watches you as you cook like Zen but doesn’t say a w o r d but makes a mental note that you look fucking hot while cooking how??
  • makes you cook a LOT more because commoner home made meals ‘apparently’ are better than other meals!!
  • slowly he’s transforming
  • you have a private en suite toilet so you don’t argue about the toilet seat thing - rich people
  • and you have a maid to do chores?? so thats also not a problem
  • but it’s kinda funny testing Jumin on his knowledge of cleaning products
  • “Jumin.. you can’t use a TOILET scrub to do the dishes”
  • ???? why not
  • he becomes shy especially when he opens your underwear drawer by “accident
  • also flustered when he can hear you singing while doing things around the house
  • how could I have forgotten Elly, he moves her bed out of his room (well your room too now) and you cry because you’ve come so far Jumin :’)
  • opens up to you quite a lot so there a lot more jokes thrown about between you guys
  • he. g i g g l e s.
  • you learn that he secretly also watches kdramas like his life depends on it me too buddy wait is that Zen??


  • he doesn’t give you a key
  • one day he says a random phrase to you in Arabic and you just know that your relationship has moved to the next level
  • as soon as you walk in with your stuff to his home you just cry
  • “I have been here for 0.35845 seconds and I think thats your underwear on the rug”
  • “…mm.. leave it”
  • but Saeyoung with a sheepish shy grin is holding up a badly home made cake saying “Welcome home!”
  • “this was the only edible cake that came out decent take it or leave it”
  • if he’s asked you to move in with him he’s 150% comfortable with your anyway so
  • first week with Saeyoung? tiring
  • no sleep at aLL
  • theres no inbetween you’re either binge watching movies on the couch with popcorn and pizza 
  • or screaming with laughter at eachother as he chases you round the house for 5 hours because you stole a chip from him
  • that is the start of prank wars
  • you look like you’ve been married for 60 years already?? i mean he closes the window and farts so you’re dying and he just laugHS (fucker)
  • so you take revenge by putting clingfilm over his toilet seat and you hear screaming a few seconds later payback bITCH
  • ugly pictures of eachother sent to the RFA with dumbass captions 
  • they’re wondering how you’re both supposed to survive when you’re both trying to kill eachother after a week???
  • you guys can’t hire a maid so you both start out doing chores (after threatening him to pour all his Ph.d Pepper down the sink)
  • but somehow the old Karaoke machine shows up and what are chores??
  • it takes you a lot of time to get used to all the valuable techy stuff he has in his room i mean why is your table remote controlled?
  • why does this pillow have a wire inside?
  • most of your fights in the first week are over food because even though you label everything he just eats it ALL
  • “Saeyoung.. for the last fuckING TIME YOU CAN’T WEAR MY UNDERWEAR”
  • you don’t leave your house once for a few weeks - its like living with your best friend its lit
  • yep things are pretty comfy living with Saeyoung and you’re always wearing his clothes (& he always turns pink)