i feel like i should brush my hair next time haha sorry all

RFA Reaction to cuddling at MCs place while Family/Roommates are there

So basically this is my HC for the RFA I need to start doing Minor Trio with Baeran dammit me going to MCs place for the first time and trying to cuddle/other but the catch is MC lives with family/roomies.

Some are just fluffy. Some get smutty. *cough* Zen and Jumin *cough*


  • Your room?? Alone?? I-Is that okay??
  • “Yoosung, we’ve hung at before…”
  • “Yeah at my place where it was just us…Is…Is your family ok with this?”
  • “Yoosung I’m a legal adult. I have been. We both are.”
  • “O-Okay.”
  • You’re sitting in your bed cuddling, playing video games. You get a little handsy. A slight blush rises in his cheeks and he pretends not to notice as he keeps playing his level.
  • But your hand rests at the hem of his shirt, and sloooowwwlllly lifts it up, letting your fingers softly trace up and down his sides
  • Blush intensifies “MC..?? You feelin cuddly?”
  • “Maaaybe” You nuzzle into the crook of his arm as he puts it around you.
  • You are not satisfied. More snuggles. More.
  • You throw one leg over him, latching onto him like a Koala.
  • It was pretty innocent, but Yoosung imagining your parents or sibling walking in and seeing you tangled up just made him so flustered. ‘If I keep playing my game, even if someone sees us they’ll no nothing was happen-’
  • You crane your neck and plant a soft kiss on his 
  • This boy can’t keep a poker face. You know you’ve got him. You casually take his DS out of his hands, save the progress, and close it.
  • Yoosung is just wide eyed staring at the ceiling, lips pursed and shaking juuuust a little bit. His hand still in the position as if he was still holding his DS up. He is too shook
  • So you make the move, throw your arm over his chest and start kissing his neck again.
  • “MC are you sure?”
  • “We’re not gonna go crazy…I mean. Probably not.” And you start leaving a couple soon-to-be hickeys on him.
  • ‘Oh what the hell’ Yoosung gives up. He likes you too much.
  • He takes your hand in his and interlaces your fingers with his
  • Turns his head to yours
  • So many kisses. He starts pressing his lips to yours, it’s deep but still soft.
  • You guys just keep it up for a while. Snuggles, kisses, the occasional grope.
  • It gets late into the night and Yoosung figures he should get going.
  • You walk him to the door and he gives you a kiss goodnight.
  • You promise to hang out at his place next time so he’s not as nervous.


  • She thinks your roommates are lovely. They like her too, think she’s kind of stoic, but like her none the less.
  • You two go up to your room. She sits on your bed, no second thoughts about your roommates or anything. Why would they come in? And even then Jaehee’s sure you’re not ballsy enough to try anything crazy with people in the house
  • You guys arent quiet enough for that
  • You sit next to her and put on one of Zen’s shows. You start off side by side but soon end up spooning.
  • You guys have watched these movies so many times you know all the lines, so whenever Zen goes to deliver a really sexy line, you beat him to it and whisper it in Jaehee’s ear.
  • She giggles and it’s so fkn cute. Ugh.
  • You get a little restless at one point. You run your hand down her side, admiring her curves.
  • And sloooowly back up. Your fingers brush exposed skin and her spine straightens a bit.
  • “MC…” She chuckles
  • You two start kissing. It’s sweet and slow. You don’t go very far, because you’re both just feeling more cuddly than lusty. Lusty isn’t a word but shut up
  • Eventually the movie is over. You walk her out to her car. You go to give her a quick peck goodnight, but she cups your face and holds it there for a good minute. You melt a little and put your hands over hers. She’s too cute.
  • You watch as her car pulls out of the driveway. A small smile on your lips.
  • Your roomate opens the front door “Hey, you gonna stand here and think about that steamy ass kiss or come inside already?”


  • He knocks at the door and your roommate opens it.
  • “Holy shit MC your hot ass celebrity boyfriend is here” They yell up the stairs (it’s me. I’m one of your obnoxious roommates.)
  • You come down the stairs “Babe! Hey! Sorry I didn’t get the door I-”
  • “No worries, Angel” And he planted a quick peck on your lips. You heard your roommates snicker as they set the table for food.
  • After you all ate, you and Zen slipped into your room. You expected immediate cuddles and kisses but
  • He just sat at your desk and looked around
  • “Uh, Babe, you can come sit on the bed” You patted the spot next to you
  • But Mc…… T H E B E A S T
  • It could appear at any moment.
  • I’ll take my chances just get over here you egg.
  • So he joins you on the bed. Slowly he sinks into the spot next to you, as if a quick movement might rattle the cage of THE BEAST
  • You turn on your music and start chatting. Eventually ending with Zen’s head in your lap as you play with his hair and he stares at your face with endearment cause he’s just so in love with how focused you look as you braid his hair and chat.
  • So endeared he doesn’t hear you muttering about cutting off the rat tail
  • Soon the braid is done and there’s nothing to occupy your hands while you guys talk.
  • They start off at Zen’s face. Tracing his cheekbones and jawline.
  • “MC…what are you doing?” He chuckles
  • “Just touching you”
  • MC Phrasing please
  • Then your hands trace the tendons in his neck to the well toned muscles on his shoulders. His shirt color tries to get in the way but you just snake your hands underneath.
  • His eyebrow twitches
  • MC please he is using all of his self control right now.
  • You lean over, giving your arms more reach farther into his shirt, your fingertips brush the beginning of your lovers V line. Haha V line. V. Hah you can only think about V whenever you see Zen’s V line now
  • Your intention was to get your face inches from Zen, not touch his hips. That was just added bonus
  • His breath gets a little heavy and husky, brushing your lips which are only about an inch away.
  • You very slowly, and I mean very slowly, lean in to close the gap. Your eyes half lidded while Zen’s are wide af.
  • The second your lips touch Zen jumps up. Well he tries. WIth your hands in his shirt and face above his you both get a little tangled for a second but his feet find the floor and he turns so he’s facing away from you.
  • “Hyun? You ok?”
  • “ I just…. Ugh. If we kiss like that again I don’t think I’ll be able to help myself, Princ-”
  • “So don’t.”
  • He turns his head, a look of shock in his eyes. “What?”
  • “So. Don’t.” You grin. “Don’t help yourself”
  • “But your roommates are-”
  • You turn your radio volume even higher, a smug look on your face.
  • His voice dropped so low you thought it was a new person. “Are you sure you want to?”
  • You got up and pulled him close, pressing your bodies together. “Positive”
  • Music: High
  • Kisses: Heavy
  • Beast: Unleashed.
  • You guys weren’t used to having to be quiet. Zen wasn’t sure how to feel about you not screaming his name. But it was a fun little challenge for the both of you. It made things interesting, added the element of getting caught.
  • Eventually you guys were left panting and just laying side by side.
  • He glanced at the clock.
  • “Oh shit My Love, I’m sorry to eat and run but it’s getting late and I have morning rehearsal.” He hopped out of bed and started pulling his clothes on.
  • “I understand Babe” You threw a shirt and sweatpants on and walked him downstairs, where your roommates were still awake watching a movie.
  • Zen cast a nervous glance towards them, but covered it as soon as they looked in your direction.
  • “It was nice meeting you!” He waved to them.
  • “You too!” They both chimed and waved back.
  • Zen turned to you, gave you a kiss goodnight, and walked out to his car.
  • You shut the front door, and as soon as you did
  • “Wow. Your bed is really squeaky huh?
  • “Wha-” A blush spray paints your cheeks bright red
  • “Celebrity sex scandaaaaaal” The other one sings.
  • “We didn’t-” You tried.
  • “MC….your shirts backwards” They winked.
  • You looked down and sure as shit you were looking at the back of your shirt. Welp. RIP.


  • You were a little nervous for Jumin to come over and meet your roommates.
  • More often than not they were those ruthless Jokester friends. They didn’t get when people didn’t get their jokes and Jumin…he’s not the best with jokes in general.
  • Your friends are also very casual, so when Jumin showed up in his “Formal Dinner Party” attire they were a little confused.
  • You had given them a fair warning…but they didn’t think you were serious.
  • You ate dinner, it went surprisingly okay. You swore there might come a time when Jumin and one of the roomies might hit a rough patch but nope. Smooth sailing, especially when he learned one of your roomies is pre vet and they shared a passion for felines.
  • After dinner you escorted him to your room.
  • Almost immediately you were wrapped in each other’s arms on the bed.You guys try to keep it professional in public, so once you’re alone you two make up for the lost public snuggle time hardcore.
  •  You lay side by side, your head on his chest, his arm around you and rubbing your back. You just chat about things, you ask Jumin about random things just to hear his voice His voice is my guilty fucking pleasure my god bless that VA. It calms you. But if he says the right things it gets you a little… hot and bothered.
  • “So dinner was good….when’s dessert?” Yep like that. Hot. And. Bothered. 
  • “Jumin” You gasped a little, surprised he suggested it
  • “I’m sorry? I assume from the way your hand was inching towards-”
  • Oh shit? Your hand was heading down there wasn’t it. Haha ohhhhh Hand. *cue audience laugh track* Anyways
  • “I mean, I would but uh…my roommates are downstairs. It’s not like the penthouse where it’s just us.”
  • “And?” He is so shameless. Or clueless. Or maybe a little bit of both.
  • “Wouldn’t you be, uh, embarrassed?”
  • “Should I? I assumed it was no secret that we had sex. Usually people assume anways…” He trailed off, but then remembered the situation at hand. “But if you’d rather not I understand. “ He sounded a little disappointed, but then he looked at you with a small smirk. “But I guess now it’ll be only sweeter the next time I get to lay you down and” cue intense details of. He didn’t stop, he just kept talking about all the things you two could do, and his voice kept getting lower and huskier and you could tell how excited he was just by the way he was talking
  • You couldn’t take it
  • Fuck the roommates
  • Jumin was right it’s not like they don’t know
  • You suddenly rolled so you were on top of him, straddling his waist.
  • “Kitten I thought-”
  • You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a very sloppy kiss.
  •  When you pulled away for air you just “I don’t care. Let them hear.”
  • You two got wild
  • ….I’ll stop here. You guys don’t need the details 
  • Once you two were finished you were cuddling again. Just cuddling without clothes but that was A OK.
  • Jumin was back to rubbing your back again, and you were cuddled up to him again.Your hand was on his chest and his hand on top, his thumb gently rubbing back and forth. But instead of talking you guys kept exchanging gentle kisses, taking turns leaning in and reaching for kisses from each other.
  • Around midnight he figured he should get going home. You both put your clothes on and walked out to the car. On the way there you saw your roommates. They looked a little shook. Little bit. They waved by to Jumin even though they could barely look at the two of you without blushing.
  • Jumin planted a firm kiss on you at the car, and when you walked back in you turned to your roommates, ready to apologize for the..uh…noise.
  • “Hey guys…so uh…hahaha awkward amiright?”
  • “I don’t know, is it….’Kitten’?”
  • “Or should we ask….’Daddy’?”
  • You’re never living this down. Ever.


  • He came over to meet your family
  • He already knew almost everything about them so he was well prepared to kiss ass
  • He didn’t have to though, they liked him off the bat. They were glad they finally got to meet the boy MCs been spending all their time with.
  • After dinner MC and he decided to go upstairs and hang out a bit.
  • These two nerds legit sat in MCs bed looking at memes on their phones
  • At least an hour went by with you two just giggling and showing your phones to each other
  • Somehow you both found ways to get closer to each other without meaning to.
  • It started off with you two leaning against the wall, but soon you were basically sitting in Seven’s lap, head leaning against his chest, and the two of staring at one phone screen of memes.
  • At some point Seven snaked his arms around your waist, and buried his face in between your shoulder blade and your neck.
  • The giggles continued.
  • Soon you saw a meme that had you dying laughing. Seven was amused, but he ended up getting more amused when you started snorting from laughing so hard. You clasped a hand over your mouth to try to silence the noise, but it was not happening. He thought it was too cute and couldn’t help but kiss your cheek with an overdramatic “MUAAAH” noise
  • More memes and time passed
  • Now you two were laying on your tummies, side by side, memeing away
  • That’s when you look at Seven. A slight grin on his face, the way his eyes sparkle when he’s having a good time, everything about him really.
  • You just feel so much…love for him.
  • So you put your phone down and start peppering him with light quick kisses all over the side of his face.
  • He laughs “MC what are you doing?”
  • “I just…I love you so much” You can’t hold back the smile on your face. Just staring at him makes you happy. “Saeyoung, sometimes…Sometimes I can’t even believe you’re real” and you lightly touch his face, taking in the feel of his skin and the look in his eyes.
  • He seems overcome with emotion too. Some mix of happiness and sadness, but then more happiness.
  • He shifts so he’s facing you more and plants a long kiss on your lips. Eventually you both sit up and just start kissing. It’s not the sloppy make out of when you guys are getting ready to do the do, it’s a long line of passionate kisses filled with innocent love and need for one another.
  • It’s love.
  • You end up wrapped in one another’s arms staring into each other’s eyes until both of you doze off.
  • It’s about 2 am when you wake up. You two are still wrapped up, and Saeyoung is snoozing peacefully inches from your face. You wish you could just stare at him all night, the moonlight bouncing off his face made him look like he really wasn’t real, like he’d turn into mist at any second and slip away Wow I’m getting really poetic. Probably cause it’s 5 am idk sorry
  • But you know theres work he has to get done and normally he’s not even sleeping at this time so he’s probably already behind schedule.
  • You start off as a soft whisper, scared your voice could break the magic of the moment “Saeyoung”
  • He stirrs a bit but doesn’t open his eyes.
  • A little louder, but still whispering “Saeyoung” HIs eyelids lift slowly, and when he sees your face, a sleepy smile spreads across his own.
  • This alone makes you feel giddy and in love and your own mouth cracks a giant smile. Then you start peppering his face with gentle kisses.
  • “Come on” kisskisskiss “Wake up silly” kisskisskiss “I kept you long enough”
  • In his tired lawd kill me if I heard sleepy Seven’s voice I’d probably die voice he muttered “Keep me forever, MC”
his name was freddie

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(ill answer more questions abt him later on but this is it for now!!)

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💋Lake House (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Grayson and the reader are friends and they go on a trip with a lot of friends and they are forced to share a bed for a week in the hotel and like Grayson takes off his shirt to go to bed so this makes the reader really embarrassed because she likes him and then she wants him to feel the same way and she puts her pajama which is only a T-shirt and panties and it’s all hot in the room and all!

Warnings: This was supposed to be just fingering, but I got carried away but sex.

A/N: I hope I did this justice for you! I decided to make it a camping trip type thing because I want to go camping so bad right now and it’s all I can think about! Requests are OPEN. (P.S. I hate myself for writing this cause now my emotions are all over the place)

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Oblivious (Tom Holland x reader)

Request: First of all, I LOVE your writing!!! Also, I was wondering if you could do an imagine with Tom Holland and an artist reader, and he’s totally head over heels for her (secretly) and thinks she’s talented, but she has her head in the clouds and is so busy daydreaming/drawing that she’s oblivious to his attempts to flirt/impress her. Finally, Tom becomes so frustrated that he blurts that he’s been in love with her for 217387312 years. Lots of fluff, please:) Also Haz teasing him??? haha. Thanks:)

Raising your eyes from your notebook, you look at Tom, who is sitting in front of you at the diner booth.
‘’I should probably stop doodling’’ you say, putting your notebook and pen in your bag. ‘’I’m sorry.’’
You look back at him to find him staring at you, no words leaving his mouth.
‘’Are you okay?’’ you ask. ‘’Is there anything on my face?’’
Tom quickly shakes his head and smiles softly.
‘’No, no! Nothing’s on your face! Your face-your face’s perfect’’ he says before blushing.
You smile at him and turn around in your seat, looking at Harrison, who is ordering your food.
‘’Would you… Would you want to, I don’t know, have coffee together this afternoon?’’ Tom asks, blushing.
You don’t realize his blush and nod your head, happy.
‘’Yeah, of course! Is Haz coming?’’ you ask.
His face changes, although you don’t realize.
‘’Uhm, no. He has things to do’’ he softly answers.
You nod your head again and look at your hands, full of doodles. As you start bobbing your head to a new melody you have just thought of, Harrison approaches you with his hands full of food.
‘’Hey, guys’’ he tells you, sitting next to Tom.
He looks questioningly at Tom and Tom simply shrugs his shoulders -he doesn’t know if Harrison’s idea of Tom inviting you to coffee has really worked.
When they realise that you haven’t spoken a word in ten minutes, they start to worry, until you look at them suddenly with an excited look in your eyes.
‘’I just came up with an amazing idea for a song lyric!’’ you whisper-shout.
They both laugh, Tom looking at you tenderly and with an adoring look in your eyes.
‘’If you don’t close your mouth, you are gonna catch flies’’ Harrison tells him as he sees Tom staring at you with his mouth open.
Tom blushes and nudges his friend, his eyes not leaving your figure as you look for your songwriting notebook all around your bag.
When you finally find it, you look back at Tom, feeling his eyes on you.
‘’Is everything alright?’’ you ask, concerned.
‘’Yeah, yeah’’ he tells you, shaking his head softly. ‘’You just look really pretty today.’’
You blush and laugh, hearing Harrison chuckle next to Tom.
Quickly scribbling the lyrics down on your notebook, you look at the table and find it almost empty.
‘’Shall we leave already?’’ you ask.
The boys nod and walk to the door next to you, Tom’s arm brushing against yours, his cheeks red.
‘’I’m going to pick up the car and I’ll pick you guys up here’’ Harrison says, and he is gone before you can even tell him that you don’t mind walking.
‘’What are the song lyrics you thought of?’’ Tom asks you softly.
You shake your head blushing a little.
‘’I’ll tell you when the song is done. I don’t feel like they make a lot of sense on their own.’’
‘’I’m sure the song will be great. You are amazing’’ Tom tells you, still blushing.
You laugh and hold his hand, trying not to blush yourself.
Tom starts leaning in, although you don’t realise and turn around to look at a bird when his lips are extremely close to yours. He groans, frustrated, and removes his hand from yours to tug at his hair.
‘’Goddammit, [Y/N]’’ he whispers. You turn around again to look at him, your brows furrowed. ‘’You are so goddamn oblivious. I’ve been trying to tell you I like you for months and how desperately in love I am with you and you don’t even realise my pathetic attempts at flirting.’’
You open your mouth and your eyes, processing what he has just told you.
‘’You like me?’’ you ask him. He nods and closes his eyes, ready to feel the rejection. ‘’I’m sorry I didn’t realise, but you know how I am. I always have my head in the clouds’’ you admit. ‘’I like you, too, you know. I told Harrison last month. I’m surprised he didn’t tell you’’ you say with a chuckle.
‘’Are you serious? You like me?’’ he asks, removing his hands from his face and smiling like a kid. ‘’Wait,’’ he says, furrowing his brows, ‘’Harrison knew? I’m going to murder him’’ he whispers.
You laugh and shake your head, grabbing his hand.
‘’Come here’’ you tell him before pulling him close to you, your lips finally collapsing against his.
After what felt like a second, Harrison’s voice came ringing through the street.
‘’It was time! I was tired of being surrounded by stupid people!’’ he shouts from the car window, raising his thumbs at you.

BTS reaction to their idol crush showing interest in them

Anonymous said: How would BTS react if an female Idol (they have a crush on) actually Shows her interest in them ?? ( + a Lot of other Male Idols have crushes on her and actually tried to Date her)

Ah, I’m so sorry it took me practically forever to get to this ;-;

I hope you still enjoy it though! c:

Rap Monster (Namjoon):

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Namjoon would be backstage with the rest of BTS at a music show, watching your performance in awe and amazement. As the music would echo through the venue, he would watch your powerful movements, his eyes fixated completely on you, wondering how you could pull off such difficult choreography and still look flawless in the process. The other boys would nudge each other, chuckling and giggling to themselves as they would glance over at Namjoon who would still be completely mesmerised by you. 

The truth would be, he would have had growing feelings for you for a few months now, falling for not only your good looks, but also your lively personality, the way you lit up the atmosphere of the room as soon as you walked in. The way you were always smiling and staying strong, even through difficult times. Plus it would be an added bonus that you were a natural beauty. “No wonder practically everyone has a crush on her,” he’d muse to himself, as you watched you take centre stage, capturing the attention of everyone there.

So, when your performance finally ended, the audience would roar up in applause, the lights on stage going out and so allowing you and your group to exit the stage. Namjoon would finally snap out his trance, vigorously clapping and bowing politely as you walked by. While the rest of your group smiled and thanked everyone before walking onward, you’d linger behind, looking directly at Namjoon as your lips curled up in a genuine smile. His heart would skip a beat, a curious expression forming on his face as he’d look around to ensure it was him you were looking at. You’d walk up to him, and before long, the two of you would be deep in conversation, to the complete surprise (and slight jealousy) of the other males idols around. Though Namjoon would act chill about the whole situation, his heart would feel like it was about to burst out his chest in joy, and so when you’d say your goodbyes and walk away, Namjoon would stand there, a grin etched on his face and the other members would pat him on the back and cheer for him. 

Jin (Seokjin):

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You would be part of a popular girl group under BigHit Entertainment, and although you would’ve just debuted only a few months ago, your powerful style and sheer talent would attract attention worldwide. Being under the same entertainment company as BTS, you would often bump into them; on your way to practice, on your way out, even when coming in to record.

Jin would notice how cheerful you always were, always greeting the staff enthusiastically, and always putting 100% into everything you did. He’d appreciate your hard-working nature, your strong work ethic inspiring him to work harder. He would admire your seemingly effortless beauty, from the way your smile seems to shine brighter than the sun, immediately lifting the atmosphere, and improving the mood of everyone around you. The way your hair would tumble down your shoulders, bouncing around as you walked along. The way your eyes would light up, a small sparkle dancing across your pupil when you danced or sang.

So, one day on his way into practice, he’d notice you humming along with your earphones in, your hair swinging around in a cute ponytail as you’d throw your bag down into a corner, sliding your jacket off your shoulders and you’d prep for a long day of practice. You’d quickly adjust your hair, only to look up and see Jin standing by the doorway, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips and you’d beckon him to come in.

“What, me?” Jin’s facial expression would contort into one of both surprise and curiosity, as you’d beckon him to come into the room. He’d tilt his head to the side, a little like a puppy, which would cause you to giggle and stroll up to him, grabbing his hand and pulling him in. His heart would flip inside his chest, a smile forming on his face as you would endearingly grin up at him.

Suga (Yoongi):

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(A/N: I’m sorry if this part came out crap, my brain basically fell asleep ;-;)

You would be a solo artist, one of the most charismatic and successful female rappers in this present age. You’d never fail to get the audience hyped at your performances, lights flashing as you’d jump around the stage, the audience roaring and dancing along, as you (pretty much) spit fire from your vocal chords, rapping at seemingly the speed of light. Yoongi would admire you since your debut, clearly impressed by your rapping prowess. 

On the other hand, you would also be an avid fan of Yoongi himself before you debuted. You’d admire his amazing song-writing skills, always listening intently to the lyrics of every song of his and of Bangtan’s. You would look up to him, and so your own style of rapping would have a lot of elements of Yoongi’s style also, from his flow to even how he shut down haters.

During a music show one day, you’d be preparing for your performance, which would be straight after BTS’ performance, staring intently up at the screen while make-up artists would rush around the room, make-up products lying everywhere. During Yoongi’s verse, a grin would creep up onto your face as you’d admire his sheer talent, feeling your body moving along to the beat. When their performance would finally end, and you’d move backstage, mentally preparing yourself to perform. As BTS would walk past, you’d bite your lip anxiously, debating whether to say anything or not. 

“Ah, Yoongi sunbae?” You’d call out, causing him to stop in his tracks, looking over at you curiously. “I was wondering if you had any tips for me before I went on stage?” You’d ask, as you fiddled with your hands behind your back. 

“Uh, sure,” Yoongi would smile, pretending like his heart wasn’t soaring in his chest. He’d feel so happy that you came to him for advice, not Rap Monster, not J-Hope, but him. “So, what you want to do is…”

J-Hope (Hoseok):

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Hoseok would grin down at his phone, his eyes skimming over the text you had sent him.

You: Hey is this Hoseok?

Hoseok: Yeah who is this?

You: Ah this is (Y/N)? From (Y/G/N)? I was wondering if you could help me with some choreography, knowing how amazing you are at dancing haha

“Ah, what should I do? What do I do?” Hoseok would pace around the room, trying to work out what to text back to seem cool. “Namjoon, what should I say to her?”

“Just tell her, yes, you’d love to help, and arrange a time and place,” Namjoon would laugh, shaking his head with a smirk. “Clearly she admires you, calm down and stop freaking out Hobi.”

He’d take a deep breath, before sending;

Hoseok: Ofc, I’d love to help, when do you wanna meet? ^^

“Phew,” you’d sigh in relief, your heart doing somersaults when you’d realise that you were actually going to meet him, one on one. While you could use some help with your choreography, this was also partly an excuse to spend some time with him, as you would admittedly have had growing feelings for him since the time you first met him.

You: Is Friday good? At around 12 maybe?

He wanted to help you, so why were you feeling so nervous?

Hoseok: Yeah thats perfect, see you then ;)

“Do you think the winky face was too much?” Hoseok would dramatically press his hand against his forehead, a long sigh escaping his lips.

Namjoon would simply hit him playfully, assuring him that everything was going to be fine.


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Jimin would stand in front of the mirror, practising what he would say to you, how he would act. He’d push his hair back, smirking in an attempt to look suave, but this charade would only last a few seconds before he’d scrunch his eyes up in embarrassment, giggling at himself, shaking his head.

“Are you still freaking out?” Yoongi would smirk, leaning against the door frame, holding his fist to his mouth as he’d try to suppress his laughter. 

“Hyung!” Jimin would whine, still giggling as he’d push Yoongi out the bathroom, brushing his fringe out of his eyes. He’d sigh, anxiously looking down at his phone, anticipating a text from you.


You’d pace around your dorm room, nervously chewing on your lip as you’d glance around at all the clothes scattered around. “What should I wear, Lisa? Casual? Or should I dress up? Heels or flats?” You’d wave about five different items of clothing in your best idol friend, Lisa’s face, as she’d step back, laughing as she’d wave her hands. “Aren’t you the one who asked him out, (Y/N)? Why are you freaking out so much?” She’d laugh.

“Girl,” you’d put your hands on your hips, looking at Lisa with an expression of disbelief. “Have you seen Park Jimin? Ah, he’s so…” Your lips would curl up in a smile at the thought of him, causing Lisa to hit your shoulder, laughing.

(A/N: That last paragraph is low-key how I feel about Jimin ;-; He’s been wrecking my bias list recently, I’m so sorry Tae ;-;)

V (Taehyung):

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Taehyung would look around when you’d approach him, looking a little like a lost puppy. “Is… she talking to me?” He’d ask, his mouth stretched into an O-shape as he realised it really was him you were addressing, despite all the idols sitting at the tables.

While he would be flattered that you’d chose to talk to him, he’d be a little confused as to why him, and not all the other handsome male idols in the room that most girls would kill to even make exchange greetings with. After all, you were one of the most popular female idols in the present age, known not only for your stunning visuals, but also for your amazing voice. So why him?

Despite this, once you took a seat next to him, a pretty smile on your face, he’d relax, and the two of you would hit it off almost immediately, talking about everything and anything, the conversation flowing from topic to topic effortlessly. 

Truth is, you wouldn’t have given much thought about all the others who’d approached you before, trying to act suave as they’d attempt to talk to you. You’d simply politely greet them, turning them down gently so as to not come off as rude. But when you’d see Taehyung sitting there, a rectangular smile on his face as he interacted with everyone in the most enthusiastic way, you wouldn’t be able to help the grin that would creep onto your face, tilting your head slightly as you watched.

You’d exchange numbers, giving him a hug before you walked off again, leaving a blush creeping up on his face while his group members would all simultaneously cheer for him, as he’d press his hands to his flushed cheeks.


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Jungkook wouldn’t know what to do with himself when he’d see you walking towards him, especially as he’d glance around to see the slightly jealous expression on the faces of the other idols, who were also waiting backstage. He would have had growing feelings for you for a while now, but he wouldn’t know what to do, whether to approach you, or whether to just keep quiet about it, leaving his feelings to bottle up out of control.

You’d approach him, touching his shoulder as you’d greet him. He would open his mouth to say something, only to close his mouth again when he’d realise he had no idea what to say, or how to greet you. You’d giggle at his awkwardness, instead deciding to take lead of the conversation, talking about pretty much anything, from their comeback, to other idols you looked up to. He’d eventually begin to relax, a grin beginning to appear on his face as you’d talk. He’d finally join in with the conversation, laughing and chatting along. 

The other boys would glance over at him, some of them holding their hands to thier mouths, laughing yet surprised at the same time that Jeon Jungkook, out of all people, was actually holding a successful conversation with a girl for once without finding an excuse to run away.

“Wow, our Kookie has really grown up, huh?” The boys would comment in awe, as they stared at the two of you, deep in conversation.


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[Junoflo falls for the one person he’s not allowed to]

Even after being here for a year Sam still couldn’t get over how Seoul was. The booming nightlife that never seemed to sleep, the growing hip-hop scene that was thriving in the smallest parks in Uijeongbu. It was both awe-inspiring and dumbfounding.

He took a sip of his beer as he found himself being drawn into a crowd of people just spitting a few bars.

The true essence of hip-hop was always found in neighborhoods. People just rapping about what they knew, and what they loved. It didn’t matter the language, the message was the same.

“Aye, Juno what’s poppin?” Dumbfoundead chimed, pulling him into a hug.

“Oh Hyung, what’s good?” he grinned. “What brings you here?”

“Meeting Jessi and YOX tonight, but I had time to kill. You wanna spit some?”

Figures, Dumb had a way of bringing the culture with him, no matter where he went. “Nah, Just watching tonight.” His eyes wandered to the next rapper who seemed to unwillingly get the mic. He was instantly peaked hearing the English roll off your tongue. There was something about the waviness of your rap, and how easily you found the rhythm.

It was familiar yet unrefined.

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Sing To Me - Tom Holland Imagine

Request: @fireismysaftey - Quick request, so I was listening to the song ‘When we were young’ by Adele and was wondering if you could write an imagine of Tom Holland and his girlfriend and she hasn’t seen him in two months or so bc of filming so she’s on the phone with him and she stared singing the song to him, remembering the times they had before when they were young(er) and he wasn’t super busy w/filming. Sorry if this didn’t make sense. Thank you 💕   (Gif not mine)

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 1,014

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Shout-out to my great friend Monse for pitching in to help me finish it, hope you guys liked it. : )


Dating a celebrity was great and all, but it did come with it’s perks. Tom had to leave every once in a while for filming. You understood that completely, yet still every time he left you felt more alone. Tom has been away for two months now, and you missed him like crazy.

You missed those times when the two of you could be a regular couple, and to couple things. Unlike now when you can’t even go out without the paparazzi getting in the way. You just wished you could go back in time when things were normal. When things were better.

“Go get it Tessa!” Tom shouted as he threw his dog Tessa the dog at a long distance.

“Don’t throw it too far Tom she could get lost!” You scolded him as you lay upon the spread out blanket while brushed up against the giant tree.

“I didn’t” He came towards you, got down and rested his head on top of your legs. You couldn’t help but run your hand through those luscious curls of his that lay on his head.

He looked up at you and smiled.

“What?” You smiled down at him.

“Nothing I just love you” His gazed at you with so much love in his eyes.

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Makeup Voiceover;Ten

Request: OML I LOVED YOUR BOYFRIEND DOES MY VOICEOVER CHALLENGE WITH JAEHYUN 😍😍😍😍 if you do one for ten I will love you forever ❤️❤️❤️❤️

  • okay first of all
  • 📣📣 I MISS TEN 📣📣
  • and im sure we all do
  • so i’ll try my best to feed you all with this post
  • and i hope it’s good enough
  • let’s go

  • so you and him have a youtube channel together

  • you all take turns to upload videos every week
  • most of the time you film makeup tutorials, hauls & anything related to fashion/beauty
  • while for ten he films dance covers/tutorials, vlogs & reaction videos
  • on weekends the both of you try to film videos of just the both of you, be it vlogs, q&a’s or challenges
  • your subscribers love the both of you very much!!!
  • and they always mention how cute the both of you are because the way the both of you stare at each other lovingly in videos make their hearts melt
  • which is why they asked & suggested ten to do this challenge
  • because always in vlogs ten would always film his reaction of staring at you preparing your makeup before yall head out
  • and his eyes are all 😍
  • with a small sweet smile on his face
  • and after days of contemplating he finally agreed
  • and both of you were excited because yall had never done a challenge like that before
  • throughout the whole process while you were filming the makeup video,
  • ten had purposely entered the room to interrupt
  • be it making weird noises, singing songs or just randomly waving at the camera
  • which caused you to lock him out eventually
  • after what seemed like hours to ten you were finally done
  • and you were met with an excited small little boy entering the room to record the voiceover as soon as you were done
  • setting up everything he clicks play
  • “today’s video is very different!!!”
  • “we’re-or i, will be doing the makeup voiceover challenge”
  • “i swear so many people suggested this our whole comment section was filled with this”
  • “okay enough of talking, let’s start”
  • “so here we have a bare and natural faced Y/N, such a beauty wOW”
  • “she’s clipping up her hair first oh”
  • “first step!!”
  • “foundation”
  • “she’s taking out this silicon transparent thingy- IT’S REALLY FUN TO SQUISH GUYS”
  • “she told me the name of it once but i forgot”
  • “-she’s using the foundation from Clinique”
  • “oh it says on the bottle that it’s a concealer too, how cool!!”
  • “oh she’s squeezing it on the silicon thingy”
  • “dab dab dab haha”
  • “and blend it out evenly”
  • “oh babe’s skin looks lighter now”
  • “-just saying i love your natural skin more but oh well, still beautiful”
  • “oh i think that was my voice”
  • “i thought she’d cut it out but i guess she didn’t, rate my singing guys!! Y/N’s says it’s annoying”
  • imitates you “go away babe you’re so annoying”
  • “it was a joke”
  • “i know, i love you”
  • “okay sorry for that, but moving on!”
  • “she taking out a pencil?”
  • “what is it for..”
  • “ahhh eyebrows!”
  • “it’s from nyx cosmetics”
  • “she’s starting to draw it”
  • “look how concentrated she is, how cute”
  • “anyways while we wait for her to finish drawing her brows-”
  • “look at the mirror she’s holding!!”
  • “it was the first gift i ever got for her, isn’t it cute how she still keeps it oh my”
  • “and… she’s done!!”
  • “wow on fleek babe”
  • “i think she’s doing her eyes next!”
  • “just look at those eyes wow”
  • “she taking out a palette”
  • “the uh… maybelline’s uh.. ‘24karat nudes’? one”
  • “wow such a long name but-”
  • “she’s using the light brown shade”
  • “applying gently on her eyelids”
  • “what was that-”
  • “oh sorry it was me again, just me saying hi”
  • “i couldn’t help myself i’m sorry hehe”
  • “look at her giggling at me omg”
  • “i love this angel-”
  • “but,, she’s done with her eyeshadow!”
  • “she taking out another stick like thing”
  • “it’s a mascara!”
  • “it’s from l'oreal- the name’s too long again but-”
  • “oh this is cool, it makes your lashes longer??”
  • “woah look her eyes now, extremely gorgeous!!!”
  • “okay i think she’s done with her eyes”
  • “cheeks now”
  • “-the place where i love giving kisses the most”
  • “why’d you say that out omg”
  • “i mean… it’s not like they haven’t seen us kiss on camera before..”
  • suddenly attacks you with a kiss
  • “hehe nothing happened guys”
  • “but i think she’s doing her highlight?”
  • “making her look more stunning like always but”
  • “she’s using the one frok stila!”
  • “it’s so shiny wow”
  • “using a brush she’s just applying it on her cheekbones, forehead and bridge of the nose”
  • “blend blend blend”
  • “and viola,, babe’s shining under the light!!”
  • “we’re not done with blush yet why is she blushing-”
  • “- and laughing”
  • “okay, must be me again- i was dancing and making funny faces to distract her so”
  • “her laughing’s so adorable though”
  • “okay she’s cooled down”
  • “she chased me out of the room after that-”
  • “oh she’s really not applying blush??”
  • “thank me”
  • “last but not least, her lips!!”
  • “she’s holding up the one from too faced, in a matte pink colour”
  • “it’s so watery woah”
  • “apply it really carefully”
  • “HAHA look she drew it out of her lips but it’s okay, still cute”
  • “oops she realised it and cleaned it up aw”
  • “and…. she’s done!!”
  • “she looks like a model now wow”
  • “why aren’t you on a magazine babe”
  • “so gorgeous”
  • “guys my girlfriend never fails to impress, right?”
  • “maybe she should take over the whole channel-”
  • “i’m talking so much today!!”
  • “but this was really fun to do and extremely amazing too”
  • “don’t forget to show Y/N love by commenting and viewing her videos!”
  • “but of course, not forgetting mine too-”
  • “a new video will be up soon so do subscribe, like and comment, we love you all!!”
  • once he’s done recording he has this proud look on his face
  • with the sweetest smile
  • “i did it babe hehe”
  • then he suddenly jumps up and laughs to himself
  • and when you ask him why
  • “omg babe maybe you should do a voiceover for my dance tutorial next time too”
Hufflepuff!Joshua x Ravenclaw!Reader

A/N: The request was for a flirty Joshua and an oblivious reader and I relate so much to this because I am a dense human being and will not know if someone has feelings for me unless they flat out say it. rip whoever tries to date me in the future

  • You’re going to your Charms class one day, and as you head to your desk, you notice a cute box of candy heart just… chilling there.
  • You got there before the class actually began, so you ask generally to the class if the candy belongs to anyone.
  • Everyone is like “hmm nope. Not mine”
  • So you come to the conclusion that someone in the previous class probably left them on accident.
  • Because why else would they be there??
  • So when class is over you leave them… On the desk… For whoever left them on accident to come back and get them.
  • And with it you leave Joshua’s figurative heart. Rest in pieces.
  • Because basically eVerYone at this point knows that Joshua has a crush on you.
  • Everyone but you, that is.
  • Some people try to casually hint to you about his feelings towards you.
  • Like when Ravenclaw!Seokmin keeps mentioning all these great things that Joshua has done. But he’ll insert it randomly into a conversation where it isn’t relevant.
  • So you’re always like “that’s cool but back to Care of Magical Creatures, I think that with the Hippogriff it would be best to study it by…”
  • Some people are… Less subtle about bringing up Joshua around you *cough cough jeOnGhAn*
  • Jeonghan: “so what’s your deal with Joshua”
  • You: “I wasn’t aware I had a deal with him”
  • Jeonghan: “yeah but like… How do you feel about him”
  • You: “I don’t really get the chance to talk to him enough to answer that”
  • When Jeonghan reports back to Joshua on your responses Joshua’s just like “they’re literally not wrong like we haven’t talked much but I want to talk to them and I’m trYING”
  • Okay throwback to how y’all met:
  • This all started your first year. You were so eager to learn how to make cool stuff in your Potions class, that on the first day you didn’t bother to try and sit with someone you knew, you just sat next to a random kid.
  • That kid was Joshua. And first year Joshua in his head was like “oh god they’re very cute and it’s only the first day and wOw oKAy i’M fINe it’S fINE”
  • He’s too scared to speak to you for like half the year because you make smol Josh nervous with your impressive dedication to learning and really pretty eyes and the way you try to tuck your hair behind your ear whenever it gets in your face from looking down while you’re writing, but you never try to pin it back or tie it up and he thinks it’s adorable and that you’re the cutest and yeah he could probably ramble about you forever.
  • He’s like “the year is almost over, you have to say something to them”
  • So the next day he gathers up all his courage, turns to you, and is like “Hi, I’m Joshua”
  • And you’re like “Yeah I know that, we’ve been sitting with each other for months”
  • He’s screaming on the inside for two reasons because 1.) you know his name and he didn’t even have to teLL yOu iT and 2.) Dear god he’s actually talking to you and you’re talking back.
  • Next Joshua is like “Haha, you’re right. I left my textbook in my dorm,,, aha whoops so could we share one?? For today??”
  • And you’re like “Oh I’ll go get you one of the classroom textbooks, don’t worry!”, and shoot him a smile before leaving to find him a book.
  • And Joshua’s thinking “my plan did not work but I don’t even care because look at the way they just smiled at me”
  • After this, Joshua thought about trying to talk to you more during class, but you always looked so focused and concentrated and he decided it would be rude to interrupt you all the time.
  • But on the last day of your first year, he leaves a hair bow and some hairpins on your desk with a note reading “Y/N, if your hair is always in your face, why not put it up? Remember to take care of yourself, and keep doing your best!”
  • He wrote and rewrote that about 793 times because he was like “AM I TOO CHEESY?? What if they don’t like it. Is it too obvious that it’s from me? Do I want them to know it’s from me???”
  • You found the hairbow and pins and the note and quietly put it in your bag. On the outside your face didn’t change at all but on the inside you were “!!! asdfghjkl who the heck did this nICE THING for mE”
  • The first day of your second year, when the first years were being sorted into their houses, Joshua glanced across the dining hall to see you. Wearing. That. Bow. The one he gave you.
  • It was from that moment that he knew he was whipped for you.
  • And he’s been trying to do sweet things for you ever since but sometimes you just don’t get that it’s directed at you.
  • But when most people would be disheartened, Joshua is always like “I’ll do something bigger and better next time!”, after you end up not noticing him.
  • So Joshua’s attempts at flirting/confessing become more and more obvious.
  • To everyone but you, rip.
  • But even the most dense people eventually notice that something’s up, and you definitely do.
  • Some years have passed, and you’re cleaning out your dresser in your dorm, when you find the hair bow from your first year. You hold it with two hands, as if it’s the most precious thing in the world, when your roommate walks in.
  • They see you with this bow and are like “wow, by the way you’re looking at that, someone really special must’ve given it to you”
  • And you just sit there, dumbstruck. You knew that it meant a lot to you, but until your roommate pointed it out to you, you never realized how important it was.
  • Right then you decide, you’re going to figure out who the hell gave you this back then. You put it in your hair, so that if someone recognizes it, hopefully they’ll come talk to you about it.
  • You start by asking around, and first you ask Ravenclaw!DK, who is like “maybe you should ask some of the hufflepuffs… ;)”, but you’re like “why would the hufflepuffs know anything wth that’s not logical at all”, and you leave.
  • So next you go to Ravenclaw!Jeonghan and ask if he knows anything. It takes all of Jeonghan’s self control not to blurt out “IT’S JOSHUA, HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW”
  • Instead he says “Instead of just that hairbow, has anything else… special… happened around you?”
  • You take a moment to think about it and are like “well… someone left heart candies on my desk yesterday… and there was that one time that I found roses in my bag…. But I thought someone just mistook my bag for theirs and put them in the wrong one… but maybe…”
  • Jeonghan: “yes you idiot, oh my god”
  • You: “they weren’t… from you, were they?”
  • Jeonghan: “Nope, wasn’t me”
  • You: “oh thank goodness, I mean you’re pretty I guess but you’re not my type and you’re always going on about-”
  • Jeonghan: “doN’T yoU haVe soMe gUY to fiND”
  • The weight of all the romantic gestures over the years is pouring into your head, to the point where you’re just trudging through the halls aimlessly, not looking where you’re going or paying attention to anything at all.
  • You feel awful for not noticing all this time, and are thinking that whoever keeps doing these gestures must think you’ve rejected them time and time again.
  • You’re legit about to cry when you stumble a little bit, expecting to fall on your face, but you collide with someone’s chest.
  • Tears start to pour down your face, this person’s shirt in you grip from you bracing yourself to fall, when you hear them ask softly: “You still kept my bow?”
  • You head snaps up and you look up to see Joshua, looking at you like you’re the entire world.
  • And it clicks. It was him. Of course it was him, he was always there, whether you noticed fully or not. That’s why Seokmin wouldn’t ever shut up about Joshua and why Jeonghan would ask you weird questions about the relationship between the two of you.
  • “But… why are you crying?”, he asks gently, cupping your face with one hand and brushing a tear away.
  • At this point you just break, and spill out everything that’s on your mind
  • “Joshua, I’m so sorry that I haven’t been paying attention enough to see all you’ve done for me, and I’m sorry for accidentally not accepting your kind gestures, and I’m sor-”
  • He takes yours hands in his, lacing your fingers together, and cuts you off in the best way possible- a kiss on the lips.
  • He pulls away and grins at you in a way that makes you just know that he’s not mad.
  • Joshua: “Who ever said it was me?”
  • You: “IT WASN’T?!”
  • Joshua: “Oh no, it definitely was me”
  • You playfully shove his shoulder because let’s be real how much more awkward would it be if it just wasn’t Joshua lmao
  • After this you two wander around the halls and catch up until it’s gotten so late that no one but the two of you are out of their dorms
  • You realize this and are like “frick what if Flich finds us”
  • So the two of you agree to meet up in the library tomorrow, but before you part ways, you’re like “so are we… dating?”
  • Joshua: “If I asked, would you say yes?”
  • You: “Well, of course”
  • Joshua: “Then yes. We’re dating”
  • You two walk to your respective dorms with the biggest grins on your faces.
  • You walk into you dorm looking like the happiest person in the world, and your roommate is like “smh maybe I should give someone a bow”
  • When you two are sitting together in the library the next day, Jeonghan walks up and says “Joshua you owe me, I’m the one who sparked all this”
  • And you’re like “um excuse you, I would’ve figured it out on my own eventually”
  • Jeonghan: “You’re right. It did only take you years to figure it out”
  • Joshua is trying so hard not to laugh but is desperately failing.
  • You: “Joshua who’s side are you on???”
  • Joshua: “yours!! Your side, I’m forever yours”
  • He gives you a quick peck on the cheek and you’re trying not to be flustered af.
  • But it’s okay, Joshua didn’t notice your cheeks turning a gradual pink because he was too distracted by Jeonghan making gagging noises and pointing at the two of you as he ran out of the library.
  • Neither of you care though, because even though you spent years apart, you’re both determined to make up for that lost time with each other.
A warm night

Lights flickered in the midst of a solemn and tranquil night in London. Fireflies shone brightly and proudly in the night, dazzling districts of the barely visible sky. The moon was a spec of light that faintly glistened at the peaceful city below. The city had tiny glimpses of snow and the grass that sprouted in a splendid lush color now froze and grew into a pearly white shade. The wind ceased its quiet whispering and it seemed as if time stopped.

That would be if it weren’t for two people.

The towering sapphire eyed girl transformed into an ordinary young Londoner shivering in the freezing cold. Her petite hair, which reached until her ears, swayed in the wind gently as she walked towards a bench with a can of hot chocolate. She shuffled the scarf on her neck and tucked it tightly so she could snuggle her face underneath it.

The young woman brushed her knees against each other and warmed her hands with the hot can she held. Gradually, she then opened the can and drank a sip of the hot chocolate. Satisfied, she sighed in relief and a transparent smoke released into the air. She gazed up above and admired the atmosphere she was in; the soft sound of her hair gently moving made her perk up the edges of her mouth in happiness. It was another long day for this young woman, surprisingly longer than any other.

Her gaze traveled towards the lamp that flickered as though it was on the verge of dying out. Then it suddenly shut and the apricot beam that brightened her face was gone. A tiny source of light approached her way and the girl gasped in excitement. She rose up and tried to touch the firefly slowly. The firefly then wandered towards another street lamp, where the navy haired woman followed. Her focus was right at the firefly and she was amazed at the sight.

That was where she bumped into someone. The woman jumped back in surprise and stared up at a slender and lanky blonde haired man. His face was illuminated by the street lamp that trapped them both. The blonde man had flashing turquoise eyes that struck right through the shivering girl’s eyes.

“I’m sorry, are you alright?” The young man questioned worriedly as his expression softened.

The young blue eyed woman was surprised as she saw his face. “Adrien?” she muttered, slightly tilting her head to the right.

“Oh, uh how do you know my name…? Ah! Are you a fan by chance? Nice to meet-” Adrien asked awkwardly as he lifted one of his hands to shake with hers.

The young woman gasped and untightened the scarf that covered half of her face. “No, no It’s me Marinette” She said happily and smiled.

Adrien’s eyes grew wide and he covered his mouth unconsciously. “WOAH! Marinette ah sorry I couldn’t recognize you because the light was so bright. Why are you out so late anyways? Isn’t it dangerous?”

“Oh trust me, I’ll be fine, plus I was just on my way home so its fine” Marinette smirked at the worried blonde, blushing slightly at the edges of her ears.

Marinette then saw the floor and stared blankly at her hot chocolate spilled on the ground. She hesitantly kneeled down to pick it up, only to gaze at it in dismay. “My hot chocolate….”

Adrien kneeled down surprised. “It must of spilt when we bumped into each other…” He stopped in the middle of his sentence to see Marinette’s face obviously stating:

No shit Sherlock

“… Why don’t I buy you another one?” Adrien quickly said while picking Marinette and himself on their feet.

“Oh no, it’s fine I can live without it” Marinette said while continuing her stare down with the can of hot chocolate.

“No! I must make up for it, come on let’s go get one” Adrien cheerfully said whilst he took her wrist and dragged her to a vending machine around the corner of the street.

Adrien who was unfamiliar with vending machines stared at it while squinting, wondering what the hell he should do. Marinette caught on to the situation, remembering that he has been served drinks instead of this. Marinette clicked the number which had the hot chocolate and gestured Adrien to insert the £1.50 in the machine. She kneeled down and took the hot chocolate, warming up her hands.

“This is really warm; you can warm your hands with this” Marinette handed the hot chocolate to Adrien.

“No its fine, I have gloves” Adrien lifted his hands next to his ears revealing his Navy blue leather gloves.

“Try it at least, you’ll feel warmer, I get this usually when I forget my gloves” Marinette chuckled as she grabbed Adrien’s hand gently and placed the can on it. “Warm right?” she questioned.

“It sure is” Adrien nodded and gazed at her pale prolonged fingers fidget in her pocket. “But I think you need this more than me” He smiled gently as he gave back the can of hot chocolate. “Oh also take this too, I have plenty at home” Adrien spoke as he took of his gloves, stacking them on top of each other, and giving it to her in one hand.

“Thank you, I’ll repay you when we meet again” Marinette grinned as she tucked her face back into her scarf out of shyness.

Marinette gradually reached her fingers into the glove, which was a size bigger, and held the hot chocolate while sipping a bit from time to time. They walked together only inches apart as Adrien suggested walking her home no matter how many times she refused.  The night was subtle and tranquil; it was like the whole world disappeared before them.

Their breath was transparent and could be seen while they walked together. Adrien shuffled his hands in his pockets, trying to keep it warm. He slightly ducked his head so that his ears could be warmed by the warm wool of his coat. Adrien peeked a look at Marinette, anxious because of the deadly silence that filled the air. His eyes grew misty as he gazed at her. He gazed with somber and wistful eyes like he had been watching her for all these years with those same eyes. Marinette slightly turned her head to sneak a peek at Adrien as well and by then he was staring at the concrete. She stared as a strand of his blonde hair slid down to hover over his eye. Marinette hesitantly looked at her hand and took off the glove on her right hand. She unconsciously stopped Adrien by gripping onto his left arm.

“Oh ah… Your hair” Marinette mumbled as she stepped towards him.

Marinette reached to brush her pale hand against his hair, and gradually hid it behind his ear. Adrien who was startled glanced at her eyes as she suddenly brushed his hair. His hands crawled out of his pocket and reached each side of her face. Adrien’s breath grew a bit heavy as he stared into her eyes.

So familiar, these eyes are so familiar.

Marinette struck up by surprise as he held her face and looked at his eyes stunned. Her eyes were wide in bewilderment and her heart skipped beats and grew louder.

“Adrien..?” She finally spat out quietly.  

Adrien was confused and flustered but he didn’t let go, and he didn’t want to let go.

“Who… are you?” Adrien spoke as his breath appeared in the air. His voice sounded so weak and curious and scared. He drew her closer to him, their faces centimeters apart. Adrien’s eyebrows furrowed as he spoke and his eyes wouldn’t withdraw.

“Are you her….” His voice grew heavier. “The one … who I’ve been looking for?” His hand twitched and her hair drew back behind her ears, he glanced at her earrings and his eyes grew wider than before.

Marinette gasped as she realized her ears were revealed. She got out of his grasp and walked back gradually clenching onto her shirt. Her teeth shivered as her hair curtained her shocked face.


Adrien’s broad voice struck her in agony. She jolted at the name and raised her face to meet his.

“No! No Adrien why would you think I’d be Ladybug? I’m weak and quiet; you especially know that, so haha, why would I be Ladybug?! Adrien-”

Adrien grabbed her shoulders and closed the gap between them. There was no distance between them anymore. His lips locked with hers underneath the sky full of fireflies. The silence of London was finally back and tiny specs of snow were passed down from the sky.

Although the night was frigid and quiet, the warmth between them was much more to keep them from being cold.

- A short shitty piece by moi

It’s easier to do a scenery of London because it’s where i live so yeah :)

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Carousel: Final Chapter (COLE X READER)

SUMMARY: The aftermath after Cole kisses you infront of hundreds.


A/N: GUYS, I know I keep saying it but I really can’t put into words how grateful I am for all the love you’ve given to Carousel. I love reading your comments and all your feedbacks J I’ve decided to do one last instalment of Carousel. Hopefully, you’ll love this one as well. I’ve not even been on tumblr for a week but the love and support has been incredible. I love you guys so much <3


 After what was, undoubtedly, the most controversial kiss in TV history, one would think that Cole and you must be worried sick about the aftermath. Uhm, not really. Well, not Cole at least. 

The kiss ended with him simply dragging you into the back seat of his limo. He did not seem bothered about the situation at all.

You sat there in shock, still trying to make sense of what had just happened. Cole simply leaned back and put his arm around you.

“Why do you look like you just witnessed a murder,” he chuckles.

You gawk at him in disbelief whilst pushing his arm away, “YES, I DID. OUR MURDER. What have you done, Cole?” You face-palm out of frustration.

“Whoa, (y/n). Chill,” He places his hand over yours, “I just declared my love in the most romantic way and you’re mad about it?” He dramatically sighs, “And here I thought this oompa was a sucker for me as well”

You snicker, “Whatever, Cole. Whatever.”

The truth? You weren’t mad at him. You weren’t mad at him at all! You completely understood where he was coming from. You understood him. The only thing you were worried about was what the people would say. What would the media make of him, since he already admitted that he was dating Lili. The wrath of his agents and your producers sickened you.

“It’s you and me against the world,” he places his head on your lap, “I’m tired. Wake me up when we reach.”

You look down at the adorable boy asleep on your lap. You run your fingers through his, although perfect, really greasy hair. You can’t help but smile at the sight of it. Cole just kissed you infront of hundreds of people and he didn’t care. He didn’t care because he loved you. For all you know, whatever the outcome may be, you and Cole will be alright- because one thing, amidst all this craze, was certain. You and Cole were in love.

Cole and (y/n) against the world.


There are like only a little over 5 people in the room, but the tension in the atmosphere was colossal.

Seated at the round table in Mark’s office were you, Cole, Lili, Cole’s agent, Mark and other producers.

No one said a thing for a long time. The anticipation was killing you. Betty seemed Calm and unbothered. Cole just looked bored. The rest looked aggravated.

“Okay,” Mark breaks the ice,” What was that, Cole?”

“What was what?” Cole retorted.

“The kiss, the whatever, what was that all about?”

“I just felt like it,” he calmly replied.

“Aren’t you dating Lili?” Mark further questioned.

“No.” Lili and Cole both reply in unison.

“Personally,” Lili said,” I don’t think it’s that big a deal. I always knew Cole had a thing for (y/n) and he made that very clear to me ever since our whole ‘dating’ façade first came out so I’m really unbothered by it. The kiss, however, the controversy, the damage has been done and there’s nothing we can do about it. What we need to worry about, isn’t Cole and (y/n), but about Cole’s image. Since they all think he’s dating me, the media will definitely call him out for ‘supposedly’ cheating on me.”

Everyone took time to slowly understand where Lili was coming from. She was right. You just needed to strategise something to clear the atmosphere for Cole.

“I just got an update,” one of the producers said, “ from one of my PS. Apparently, people found the kiss incredibly romantic. Fans have also said to have noticed how different Cole seemed with Lili…”


“Well,” began Mark,” in that case, since the fans seem to have no problem, I suggest you, Cole, post a declaration in any one of your social media accounts. Basically, you can just explain the situation yourself. I don’t know, work it out yourself.”

“Also,” said Cole’s agent,” some bughead shippers are also calling out on (y/n) for interfering in your relationship so if you guys could do something about that too.”


You had no idea the meeting would last thing long. By the time it ended, it was already dark outside.

“(Y/n)!,” Lili made her way towards you.


“I just wanted to say how sorry I am.  You should know, it was all just an act. Cole and I don’t feel anything for each other. Sorry what you had to go through. I had no idea-“

“What’s going on?” Cole intervenes

“I was just telling (y/n) about that time you stalked her on social media because she was-“

Cole cut her off, “Arghhhh! Lili!”, he smacks her head.

You and Lili laugh at him as he turns red. Aww.

“Excuse me, Lili” Cole puts his arm around you,” But I have to drop my precious off. Ciao”

“See you, Lil. Goodnight”


“We’re here,” you direct Cole outside your parent’s house.

You were just unlocking your door when Cole went,”Whoa, woman, why the rush!”

You give him a confused look.

He comes closer to you, “Kiss me.”

You decide to tease him,” What if I said no?”

“Then I would have you pull you out of the car and kiss you in front of your parent’s porch.”

You chuckle at his cheeky reply and kiss him softly.

Damn. Kisses with Cole. You could get used to that,

Cole helps you get out of the car. “Thanks, C. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” he pulls you in for one last kiss.

Cole fold his hands and leans against his car and watch as you make your way to your front door. He has the biggest smile on his face.

“(Y/n)!” he calls you.

You turn to him.

“You’re mine, you know that right?” he chuckles.

And you swear you could feel an entire zoo in your tummy.

“Haha, you’re blushing again,” he exclaims and makes his way into his car,”Call me. I still haven’t got your new number.”

You snicker, “Drive safe, c.”


You woke up the next morning with the sound of your twitter notifications.

Earlier this morning Cole had posted a note on twitter explaining the entire situation the fans. He wrote about his friendship with Lili and how he doesn’t intend to be in a relationship. “Don’t worry,” he wrote,” Jughead and Betty are still together.” Much to the delight of the Bughead shippers. “Just not Cole and Lili.

Lili had also posted an old photo of you and Cole to support your relationship. In the photo, you were asleep on the couch and Cole was brushing your hair when Lili took the photo. You had no idea!

Your eyes then went to the photo of you which Cole had posted right after his explanatory note.

My oompa” he captioned it.

You gush. You were just about to comment on it when you were interupted by a call. Cole.

“Hey,” you smile as you answer.

“Look outside your window.”

Confused, you rush and open the window. You look down to find a handsome Cole leaning against his car. He looks divine in his summer hat and white cargos.

“What the hell, Cole!” you rub your sleepy eyes.

“You look beautiful,”

You scoff.

“Get ready quick. I’m taking you out.”


“10 minutes or I’m leaving..”

“Erggghh,” you shut your window down. He knows how to get oon my nerves!

Although you’re frustrated by this handsome lad with really greasy hair, you gush as you think about how happy you feel right now. And how perfect everything in the world is. The guy you’ve had the biggest crush on is waiting downstairs, possibly having a cuppa with your parents. You’ve also made it to Hollywood. You’re happy. You’re finally genuinely really happy. God is great!

Sure, things weren’t always great. You and Cole have both had your days but you know what they say,

Love is a carousel. You go round and around until you finally come to a stop. It’s the endless push and pull of emotions. You think you know what’s right. Heck, you even think you know what’s best.

But do we ever really know?

Maybe, just maybe, you do now.


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A/N : So yeah, that’s the end of Carousel. Thank you once again for all the love. 

Requests are still open x

For Better or Worse - Part 4

Oh my god, I promised that this part would be out quickly and I totally screwed up, didn’t I!? My writer’s block has been so bad and I’m so sorry this took me so long. I hope you haven’t completely lost interest by now haha! I also apologise if this is a tiny bit shorter than the previous parts, but I hope you enjoy it all the same (and that your questions are starting to be answered? A little bit?…)      



              “We’ve been lying to you.”

              Alice Cooper choked on her words as if processing them for the very first time. “Jughead didn’t just ignore you for the past eight years.”

              Betty’s entire body seized up. “What?”

              “He called, he wrote, he even turned up at the door two years ago.”

              The whole crowd were muttering amongst themselves then, gasping and shaking their heads in astonishment. Betty’s breath caught in her throat as the paper walls she had single-handedly built for herself collapsed all around her.

              “Would you shut up and sit down?” Hal interposed, trying to keep his voice down and failing in the process.

              “Your father convinced me to keep it quiet,” Alice confessed, jerking her arm away and looking at the floor in utter shame. “He made me believe that it was what was best for you. But it’s not. Betty, it’s not.”

               “Betty?” Archie said, taking her by surprise as he grazed her arm to try and bring her back into the room with him.

               “Betty,” Alice repeated, her voice laced with guilt.

               Betty, Betty, Betty. Her own name sounding like something alien and distant to her now. The truth was that she had never been in the room to begin with. Glancing momentarily at Archie and then back at her mother, she was utterly lost for words. She allowed her eyes to dart across the room as if looking for an answer that wasn’t there, her breath quickening as she did so.

               “This is ridiculous,” Hal cleared his throat as he stood up beside his wife. “Your mother is deranged. You don’t believe this, surely?”

               “I need to go,” Betty muttered suddenly, the quiet words dripping from her lips as she picked up the bottom of her dress and stumbled towards the door.

               “Betty!” Archie bellowed, following her frantically and grabbing a hold of the hand that was once interlaced with his only moments earlier. “Don’t go, please.”

               “This is a mistake, Betty,” Hal reiterated, a sense of panic in his voice that she had not heard before.

               “Arch,” she whispered, ignoring her father’s remarks as she turned to see her fiancé for what felt like the first time in years. As a friend and as a distant memory, but nothing more. She shook her head as tears began to fill her eyes. “I’m so sorry.”

               And with that, Betty Cooper was doing something that she’d never imagined she’d find the courage to do. She was running. The past eight years flashed through her mind so quickly that she could hardly focus. Those nights that she had cried herself to sleep now all merged into one, feeling her heart shatter a little more with every unanswered phone call, text, email, letter. All of this so blindingly orchestrated by her parents when she had had her back turned. How could she ever forgive them for this? A familiar feeling appeared in the pit of her stomach. A longing. To see him, to touch him, to hear his voice; the only voice she ever wanted to hear say her name again. Everything she had thought had been a lie; a lie that had grown and developed and turned her entire life upside down. Sure, Jughead had left, but he had tried to come back. Even today, he had tried. He had never stopped trying. That, to her, changed everything.

               Nobody had followed her, not even her father, and she was pleasantly surprised at the new-found solitude. She wasn’t even thinking about the mess that she had left behind, all she could think of was the boy in the beanie who had kissed her in her bedroom all of those years ago and how badly she needed to be next to him again. She was outside now, pulling on her signature ponytail as her hair flew back in the wind. Warm raindrops were racing down her skin as she looked desperately around the wide open space before her. There was nothing. No one. Without much of a second thought, she continued to run, the trail of her white dress discolouring in the dirt below her. The further she fled, the further her perfect façade began to effortlessly strip away. The clouded sky was fading into a pink and orange hue as the storm began to pick up. Betty stopped in her tracks as she ran her hands through her dampened, messy hair, cupping her face as she stared up at the sky. I’ve lost him again, she cried silently.

               Unexpectedly, and almost by some kind of miracle, something in the distance caught her eye. To her right were the stables, a beautiful chestnut-coloured horse standing outside as a young woman not much older than herself brushed through his mane. It wasn’t long before the woman saw her approaching, jumping as she did so and grasping her chest as she laughed slightly.

               “Miss Cooper, or, I guess I should say Mrs Andrews now?” She stuttered, clearly taken aback by Betty’s abrupt and slightly bizarre change in appearance. “Is everything ok?”

               “I need this horse,” Betty retorted, panting heavily as her wet hair began to drip down her back.

               “I don’t,” the woman replied, “I don’t understand.”

               “Long story short, I need to go and find my high school boyfriend and tell him that I didn’t get married and that I’m in love with him.”

               The woman blinked. “Oh.”

                Cautiously handing over the reins without so much as another word, Betty smiled with sincerity as a warm breeze brushed over her. 

               “Thank you,” she said, before kicking off her shoes and hoisting herself up. “I’ll bring him back. One more thing?”

               “Y- yes?”

               “Do you have anything I can wear other than heels?”

               Just this morning, Betty Cooper was getting ready for her wedding day with shaking hands and an unbearable weight on her shoulders. Now, merely hours later, she was riding a horse through fields and empty streets in a dirtied wedding dress and old, worn cowboy boots. The weight was lifting, if only slightly. She had no idea where he was or where he could even be, she had no idea what she would even say or what the outcome would be, but she knew that she wasn’t giving up without a fight. Not again.

               A good half an hour must have passed before she finally recognised where she was. She was definitely back in Riverdale, the ceremony having taken place in a church just outside. There was a beautiful patch of land just beside it where they were setting up for the meal and after party, as well as horse rides for whoever wanted them. They hadn’t expected it to rain. They hadn’t expected Jughead to show up out of nowhere. They hadn’t expected the bride to take a horse and run away. But nothing in this town was ever as it seemed, and nobody knew that better than Betty Cooper.

               When she came upon the familiar red, lit up sign, she didn’t even have to think. He was in there. She knew he was. She kicked herself for even considering that he would be anywhere else. The one place he went to for comfort and solace, the place where he had kissed her hands and shown her a love and acceptance she didn’t even know had existed, the place where she had last seen him before he left as they had sat in total silence. The place where they had both fallen in love and fallen apart. 

              Before she could even act on her impulse, she saw him. He was leaving already, tightening his leather jacket against the wind and the rain. He was relatively far away, but she had not a single doubt in her mind that it was him. It took him approximately three seconds before he looked up and saw her. His face was unreadable, his eyes squinting in the midst of the storm. She was taken off guard, the rain hitting her cheeks and blurring her vision. He had stopped quite abruptly, his hands dropping to his sides as he drank in the image before him. Before she knew it, her feet were on the ground and she was walking closer, not daring to break their gaze for a second, becoming increasingly aware of the fact that this may well be the last time she would ever see him. She stopped at a comfortable distance. Her heart was pounding against her chest.

               “You know,” he remarked after a few moments of silence, “most people would’ve just gotten a cab.”

               “You know,” she replied, “you’re a total pain in the ass.”

               She wanted to run over and kiss him then, to grab his face in her hands and to never let him out of her sight again, but something stopped her. Her hands began to shake.

               “What are you doing here?” He asked. “Where’s Archie?”

               “Why didn’t you tell me?” she demanded, her tears intertwining with the rain. “I didn’t know that you’d tried to come back. I didn’t know.”

               “What do you mean you didn’t know?” he said suddenly. “Your dad told me that you didn’t want to see me. That you couldn’t even bear to look at me.”

               “And you believed him?”

               He looked towards the ground, struggling to find the right words, the rain now hammering against the concrete beneath them. There was a pause. Neither of them moved an inch.

              “I was lying when I told you I was happy,” she exclaimed, his eyes looking up to meet hers again. “But I think you already knew that.”

              Jughead gulped as he examined every inch of her, desperate to reach out and feel her skin against his. “I only wanted the best for you.” He pushed his hair out of his face. “And I didn’t think that that was me.”

              She finally stepped closer, the distance of eight painful years growing smaller and smaller as she let her hand instinctively brush against his cold, wet cheek. “Jug,” she breathed.

              He lifted his hand to meet hers then, the touch sparking something in the both of them that had been sitting waiting ever since the day that he’d left. Their eyes searched one another, finding something they had lost and had so desperately been trying to recover. His eyes slowly fell down to her lips as he bit his own, their breath quickening as they became increasingly aware of the space between them and how badly they wanted to fill it.

              “How could it be anyone but you?“

              “Betty!” A voice yelled, causing the both of them to jump out of their momentary bubble. Betty was shocked to turn and see her old best friend, the last person on earth she had expected to run after her, especially on her wedding day. “You need to come with me now,” she cried.


               She looked around her anxiously. “Both of you, please. Get in.”

              “What’s going on?” Betty stuttered, still clutching onto Jughead’s hand as she stepped a little closer. The lights of Veronica’s car were blinding, exposing the heaviness of the rain that they had been standing in, unaware of anything except for each other. The sky had turned a deep purple, the black clouds smothering the newly-risen moon. Nothing could prepare them for what was about to happen next.

              “I overheard your parents talking.” The thunder echoed around them, following a quick flash of light. Veronica gripped onto her steering wheel even tighter.



              “I think Toby’s alive.”

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Kimberly getting seriously injured in a fight and Trini taking care of her!! Trimberly prompt!! Please, I love your works!!:)

They had been training when an alarm sounded in the ship, signaling that there was an enemy in the area. “What is it?” Jason asks as Alpha pulls up the information from the ship. 

“Oh no, it’s Ecliptor, I thought he was destroyed when the rangers before you fought his master, Astronema.”

“Who is Ecliptor?” Zack inquires, eyes flickering across the data base that is strewn across the screen. 

“Ecliptor is the cybernetic ally to a much stronger enemy, Astronema. They are both from another planet, I thought them dead many years before my team of rangers touched this earth.” Zordon explains, somehow staying quiet on the subject until now. 

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college boyfriend!namjoon;

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

a/n: this idea popped up in my head over my vacation and basically aspiring rapper!namjoon can set my ass on fire

  • Okay so namjoon majors in something dealing with lots of thought process like philosophy, psychology, or the like and minors in music
  •  Namjoon is usually known as that lanky studious kid on campus who is always awake and probably muttering under his breath the day before a big exam
  •  But like??? He’s so smart lol he aces every test so no one knows why he still gets nervous
  •  Namjoon likes to psychoanalyze his friends including his lazy roommate Yoongi
  • He says Yoongi may be suffering from some early signs of depression or something with how much Yoongi sleeps and stays to himself and barely ever shows emotion but Yoongi is like “dude I’ve had three exams in the last week and I’m currently halfway through writing up a presentation due at lunch, of course I’m depressed”
  •  Anywho Yoongi is also the campus DJ
  •  He has serious music skills so he’s perfect for it but it’s also perfect for namjoon because when Yoongi isn’t on air namjoon is using his equipment to record parts of a mixtape he’s working on
  •  "It’s nothing serious" namjoon says seriously, already on hour four of nonstop lyric writing
  •  Yoongi thinks namjoon is really good and has always offered to let namjoon play a finished song or two on the radio if namjoon ever wanted
  •  But namjoon is soooo bashful he’s like “no no no no no no no no” and safeguards the files with his life
  •  But anywho Yoongi decides to hire an assistant for the station bc it’s tough doin all the work on top of making playlists and q&a’s for the nosy people who wanna get a glimpse into the life of a secluded music major
  •  He hired you because you’re pretty hardworking and all you have to do is some errands and things for Yoongi
  •  In the spare time he has, he teaches you how to work the equipment too in case it was ever needed
  •  One night, Yoongi is feeling a lil under the weather so he takes off the night and leaves you to play the last bits of the playlist before the broadcast ends
  •  Namjoon doesn’t know this of course
  •  Yoongi forgets to mention that namjoon comes by on Thursdays to record, so namjoon is pleasantly surprised when he enters the studio, yelling something unintelligible only for you to swing around in Yoongi’s big, comfy chair, eyes wide like you’ve been caught doing something bad
  •  Namjoon’s nervous bc “oh my god… she’s beautiful”
  •  You’re nervous bc “oh my god… He’s beautiful”
  •  You both don’t say anything for a bit until namjoon holds up a plastic bag, and you can see the outline of a NyQuil bottle at the bottom
  •  "Yoongi is sick so I thought I’d… Where is he by the way??“ 
  •  ”… He went home early because he wasn’t feeling any better. I’m his new assistant"
  •  Now namjoon is mad
  •  Not at you but at Yoongi like?? He didn’t tell namjoon he had a hot assistant and let him make a fool of himself in a Star Wars tee shirt and jorts with his hair uncombed 
  •  You shyly stand, feeling like you’re intruding when the next song starts playing through the speakers
  •  It’s Half Moon by Dean, and it sounds far too romantic as you and Namjoon stare each other down
  • Suddenly namjoon is coughing into his hand and awkwardly looking away, he won’t even try to make eye contact, not that you’d be able to hold it 
  •  "I’ll just… Bring it to him on my way home. Nice to meet you-“ 
  •  You cut him off with your name so quick you want to bang your head against the table, but thankfully you refrain
  •  He blushes hard because fuck… Now he can put a name to a face and it only makes his budding crush stronger
  •  "I’m namjoon, Yoongi’s roommate. I can lock up for you if you want, I won’t rat you out”
  •  You nod quickly, wanting to get away as soon as possible because you feel soooo awkward and he’s soooo cute what the heck 
  •  You drop the keys in his hands and when your fingers brush his you swear your skin tingles
  •  He must notice too because he winces and then coughs again, “see you" 
  •  The thought of seeing each other again is exciting, but you simply murmur "you too” and dart out before you can embarrass yourself anymore
  •  Which doesn’t happen because you trip on the rug walking past him, your head destined for the doorframe and you swear this is the worst way to die, in front of a cute boy who’ll probably have to carry your lifeless body out of the studio and the blood stains will never leave the carpet-
  •  Then two very strong arms wrap around your body and yank you backwards, until your back is against their chest and your impending doom vanishes
  •  You feel a warm breath on the back of your neck and blink, refusing to look anywhere but forward, the song still playing softly in the background
  •  "You okay?“ His voice is deep and rumbles against you back and in your bones, making you shiver against him and God was it this hot in here a few minutes ago haha 
  •  "Yeah…” You breathe, his arms gently loosening around you before you’re released completely, and you’re sure if he didn’t keep a gentle hand on your elbow you’d melt to the ground
  •  "I should go" you tell him, cheeks hot
  •  "Be careful, I’m not always gonna be around to catch you when you fall" 
  •  Namjoon has no idea where the fuck that came from but it makes you smile shyly and he thinks it’s a win no matter what
  •  He can’t keep the shaky giggle from rising up out of his throat bc he’s found someone just as clumsy as him, and he’s secretly glad you embarrassed yourself first bc had it been himself, he would have died from humiliation
  •  You shuffle much slower out of the studio this time, playing with your fingers as you spare a glance back at Namjoon, only to see he’s not watching you anymore, but has braced himself up against the wall whispering just loud enough that you can hear “god, she’s gorgeous”
  •  So it goes on for weeks
  •  Yoongi notices namjoon stops by more often, brings Yoongi food or just to talk, but Yoongi isn’t sure why bc?? They see each other all the time at home?? Why would namjoon want to spend more time with him
  •  And then you walk in, namjoon leaning over the counter Yoongi works at, and set down a steaming cup of coffee for the DJ
  •  Your eyes flit over to Namjoon’s as soon as his eyes flit to yours
  •  The warmth in his roommate’s eyes can’t be imagined, nor can the sudden pinkness in his cheeks and oh shit
  •  Yoongi smirks to himself and quickly busied himself with the q&a, while Namjoon is still blushing and leaves not three minutes later
  •  Yoongi is good tho, he won’t tell you how namjoon feels and won’t tell namjoon how you feel, he rather enjoys the longing stares and awkward smiles
  • Yoongi is looking through the files on his computer when he comes across a recent one, made yesterday
  •  Curious, he checks to see if it’s his copy of the show from the night before, because it’s not titled or anything
  •  And then namjoon’s voice floods through the speakers and it clicks
  •  Namjoon’s done a rap about you, sounding completely in love and it’s the sweetest thing. It’s obviously not done because there are little whispered “shits” in between, long bouts of silence before namjoon starts up again, and little hums
  •  It’s a confession, he figures, and feels pretty bad for listening in bc hey that’s private stuff, he’d hate for namjoon to come across something like that of his
  •  And then Yoongi sees that the on air button is still red, it’s still on and has been the whole time he was playing Namjoon’s rap
  •  He knows for sure everyone who tuned in had heard it because it’s a few minutes later that Namjoon bursts through the front doors, looking desperately for Yoongi with eyes blazing in fury
  •  He’s also scared, looking for you, wondering if you had heard
  •  Of course you would have heard, everyone who tuned into Yoongi’s show hears
  •  He runs into the studio and thankfully hasn’t seen you yet
  •  "Yoongi!“ Namjoon yells, his anger getting the best of him
  •  The older DJ quickly locks the door to the recording room, looking through the little glass window on the door to see Namjoon banging on it, his cheeks flushed
  •  "It was an accident!” “Bullshit!” “I’m sorry, Namjoon!”
  •  Namjoon bangs on it a little longer before he feels a hand on his back, small, warm, right over his spine
  • His eyes shut softly, stilling against the door as Yoongi watches with wide eyes bc he really really doesn’t want to watch his best friend get heartbroken right in front of him, in case he had misread your feelings altogether
  • “Did I hear you say you liked the color of my eyes up close?” You spoke, and namjoon turned and expected you to look angry, disgusted even
  • But he turns to see the biggest grin on your face and all of those terrible feelings melt away
  • He nods slowly
  • “Me too” you whisper, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him in, because God knows the boy was too mesmerized to do it himself
  • Yoongi turns with slightly red cheeks himself, chuckling as he plops down into his office chair. “One for love master Yoongi”
college!au bts yoongi
  • majors in fine arts
  • he’s usually always seen at a desk in the corner of the library drawing sketches in his notebook while listening to music
  • and most of the time, he spends his whole day in there without getting up at all
  • and he’s completely okay with working the entire time if it means no social interactions with anyone at school and lmao everyone knows this
  • the only people he’s ever gotten close with are seokjin and hoseok and even then, he still sometimes gets annoyed with their presence
  • he’s heavily committed to his major, constantly creating dozens of new ideas and immediately sketching them in his notebook no matter where he’s at or what he’s doing
  • his fav classes are drawing and painting bc he thinks they help him express and manage himself in this ever-changing chaotic world that he lives in
  • and let me tell you, when he’s drawing he ends up in a trance like state and to him it’s a fascinating, intoxicating, and relaxing feeling
  • he gets a lot of inspirations from the different people, events, and basically anything he sees everyday
  • like when he’s walking from his 8am class to the library, he’ll notice that oh? the cherry blossom are blooming?? wow spring already,,,?
  • so when he sits in his usual area in the library, he’ll just have those cherry blossom trees in mind and sketch a fucking landscape
  • and he’ll think about painting it the next day for fun lol
  • but how do you meet him exactly? well you were walking to the library with multiple books in your hand and you weren’t even looking ahead you were on your phone
  • so you didn’t even realize that you were about to run into an urgent and messy haired yoongi
  • and lmao he wasn’t even looking ahead either, at that moment he was wondering like “why did i ever thought it was such a good idea to have an 8am class when i never even wake up. and now see i’m late again!1!!”
  • now books are flying everywhere bc you two didn’t see each other
  • and you’re like omg i’m so sorry i’m such a klutz and he just drops to his knees to help pick up your books in a hurry and he’s like uh no i should apologize i was in such a hurry i wasn’t looking in front of me
  • you get on your knees too to gather up the books and you just say “omg you don’t need to help me these are mine anyway” and he’s like dude its cool i got it
  • while you two are picking up the books, you ended up brushing your hand against his and oh my goodness he pauses for a sec and lifts his head up 
  • and wow this is the first time your eyes meet with his and you just think “hUUhhH this guy is so attractive,,??”
  • but like he thinks the same way towards you……? and he feels his face burning up so he picks up the last book before getting up and “here you go, i’m running a little late and i apologize for all of this” before he literally runs to class and you’re just like “……thanks..?”
  • this may sound cliche but this is how you two meet ok
  • no matter how much yoongi loves his class, he couldn’t help but keep thinking about his little run in to you. how soft your hand felt, how beautiful your eyes were, and just the sound of your voice he couldn’t get out of his mind. but by the end of class, he’ll brush it all off bc “that’s probably the only time i’ll see them”
  • the next day he’s in the library, as usual, but this time after studying for a while he looks around his surroundings and the first thing that his eyes land on is you,,? and you’re only sitting at the table right across from his and he’s just like oh lord
  • without even thinking twice, he opens his notebook and sketches your whole outline while etching your entire image in his head, not forgetting a single detail
  • when he looks up from his notebook though, you were staring at him and he just froze lmao 
  • but then you smile and start heading to his table and he’s like oMG 
  • and you just “oh you’re the guy from yesterday right? it’s nice seeing you not in such a hurry” and he doesn’t know what to say,,?/
  • but then you look down at his notebook and ask “oh are you an art major?”
  • and lol for a sec he forgets that it was you that he was sketching and closes his notebook shut and be like “ oh uH yeah i am haha that wasn’t you in my notebook just now haha
  • and you just get so excited like wow “i don’t take art but i appreciate it so much” and you have a full on conversation with him about these different artists you love and about all the history you know. and you two didn’t even realize how much time passed by until they announce that they’re closing the library soon 
  • and before you two head out in your own rooms, he’s like “i’m yoongi btw” and you tell him your name and he’ll just give you the most adorable smile and you’re just like “uhhhuh he really is attractive”
  • for the next couple of weeks you two would always meet in the library or have coffee together and soon enough you two are exchanging numbers. and he’s like “when did we ever get so close”
  • seokjin and hoseok tease him a lot when it comes to you. “I am so proud of you, you’re finally talking to someone that’s not us” and yoongi’s like sHUTUP YOU TWO WILL YOU
  • “yoongi you need to ask them out already”
  • and yoongi will be like pfftt what are you talking about? i don’t even like them like that. i have so much work to do i don’t have time to date anyone”
  • literally at that moment, he gets a text from you asking where you two are gonna meet today aND he’ll be smiling at his phone the entire time while seokjin and hoseok are like uhuh sure you don’t like them
  • one day you two decided to have an adventure out in the city so here you two were out in the busy streets. and when he looks up at the sky with all the tall skyscrapers he couldn’t help but take his notebook out and draw a little
  • you didn’t mind but there was a page in the notebook that caught your attention and you’re like ???? wait yoongi can you go back to that page aND he’ll know exactly what you’re talking about lol
  • and you’re like pls and all he says is hUhh
  • so when he does turn back to the page of a sketch of you you’ll be like “is that suppose to be ???
  • and all he says is yup, yeah, yes it is and omg i apologize i know its weird
  • and you cut him off like “i knew you were good at art, but yoongi this is really nice !!” and he’s just dumbfounded
  • and at that moment he couldn’t help it, he gave you a light peck on the lips and “gOD i really like you ok”
  • and your face starts burning up like “yoongi,,,,, i like you too” before kissing him back
  • and that’s how you two started dating
  • and honestly he appreciates and loves you so much for loving every part of him you basically just bring out the best in him
  • but you know he cant express his feelings to you vocally, but his actions speak just as much and you’re completely ok with it
  • and he’s constantly always drawing your figure at the most unexpected times. like when you have coffee with him, he’ll take his notebook out. when you cuddle in his dorm, he’ll also take his notebook out
  • and you don’t think it’s weird but you think its just really cute
  • bc you’re in love with him
  • and he’s in love with you
The Vow (Castiel x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!! I hope the two anons don’t mind me combining the two requests, they just fit each other quite well so I couldn’t help it😅 Btw I wATCHED LOGAN AND OH MY- it’s really not bad haha anywayssss, enjoy!!

Requests: Hi love! Could you a really fluffy imagine with cuddling with cas? Thanks!//Hey! Could you write a really fluffy imagine where cas takes care of you when you’re sick? I would love it so much!

You wrapped your blanket tightly around yourself as you walked through the bunker, heading straight to the kitchen for a glass of water as your throat is killing you. Walking past the library, you saw Sam and Dean look up at you.

“God, Y/N, you look like you’ve been to hell and back, I mean you did but y’know what I mean,” Dean said, looking you up and down, you understanding why he’ll think that way as your hair was in a mess, your face pale as you were dressed in an oversized long sleeved shirt with long pants.

“Thanks,” you croaked.

“Are you okay?” Sam asked worriedly.

“Just peachy,” you replied, sniffling as you dragged your feet to the kitchen, pouring yourself a cup of water. You stared at the water jug, contemplating before just taking it with you as well, heading back to your room.

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Sun Shower

Pairing: Reader X Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds)

Prompt: The two of you get locked out of the car while investigating a crime scene in the middle of nowhere and it begins to rain. While Spencer hates it you try to make the best out of the situation. 

Warnings: None

A/N: Sorry if I got my clouds wrong, I did a little research to try to sound smart but I still don’t think I got it right haha. ALSO ignore that in the gif both their hair is already wet, I was gonna put it at the end but then I felt like it would fit better where I put it!

“Okay, thanks Penelope.” you smiled into your cellphone after the cheery voice on the other end had finished giving you the most recent info on the case at hand. 

You and Spencer had been sent to go and re-visit the location of the first body drop, Hotch hoping that both your observant eyes would catch something that had been missed previously. The two of you worked well together. You were the only person who could match Spencer’s intellect and because of that you fed off of each other’s trains of thought. That as well as the fact that you and Spencer had naturally clicked right away made the two of you even more of a dynamic duo. He wasn’t awkward around you like he was around other members of the team. With you he was comfortable to be himself and vis versa.

“Okay, see you two lovies back at the police department, mothership signing off.” Penelope’s voice crackled over the other end of the phone before the line went flat. You shoved your phone back in your pocket before looking at Spencer whose neck was craned upwards towards the sky.

“Nimbostratus clouds are coming in, we should head back before it starts raining.” Spencer spoke, your eyes following his up into the sky where a dark gray, patchy, cloud was rolling into the sky menacingly. 

“Sounds like a plan.” you agreed before returning your gaze back to him, his own stare already having fallen on you. You looked at him for a brief moment, your eyes glancing down at his lips for a split second before going back to his eyes. “Race ya!” you suddenly shouted, a grin coming onto your face before you took off towards the black SUV that was parked on the dirt road you had driven up an hour ago. 

“Hey!” you heard Spencer shout in denial behind you, however you were already too far ahead of him to even care to look back. 

It wasn’t until you reached the car door that you stopped and turned only to see Spencer running behind you, his knees exceptionally high in the air as his hands clutched his messenger bag. You couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of the young doctor running. He certainly was a file mouse rather than a field agent.

“I won.” you giggled once he came to a stop next to you. You watched as he let his head drop and his hands find their places firmly on his knees. His chest rose and fell as he caught his breath from the quick sprint.

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“You had a head start.” he muttered in between heaves.

“Wanna go again? I would gladly.” you retorted only to have Spencer look up at you, a look that he only ever gave you on his face. It was as if he was saying ‘how the hell does a person like you exist’ all in one facial expression. 

“I’ll take you up on that after my field training.” he responded back to your comment before standing back up straight and letting out one last huff. The two of you stood for a moment in complete silence while you looked at each other, the only thing that could be heard was the blowing of the wind through the trees as the rain cloud approached.

“Well.” you chuckled, glancing at the door handle momentarily before looking back at Spencer who was now furrowing his eyebrows.

“Don’t you have the keys?” he asked, genuine confusion on his face. The timing couldn’t have been more like a movie as the moment the words exited his mouth the first couple of raindrops fell.

“Shit.” you mumbled, both of your expressions going completely flat. For two geniuses you were both complete idiots sometime. You cupped your hands over the dark window of the SUV and sure enough the keys were sitting right on the drivers seat.

It was seemingly only a handful of seconds before the rain was coming down at a steady rate. You could already feel your hair and clothing getting drenched, however it was too late to even attempt to run for cover, after all the only cover was under the SUV and you would rather be wet than wet and covered in mud.

“What do we do?” Spencer asked, panic lacing his voice as if he had never been in rain before. You looked at him, the nervousness on his face causing you to smile ever so slightly.

“We wait it out and then I call Penelope once the rain passes.” you responded, taking your still somewhat dry phone out of your pocket and placing it on top of the front tire, the tire guard acting as an umbrella for the device. 

“But the rain.” Spencer spoke, trying to protect his messenger bag from the water to no avail. 

“It’s just water.” you giggled, brushing your fingers through your wet hair, pulling it off of your face. “You aren’t the Wicked Witch of the West are you?” 

“Who?” Spencer asked, furrowing his brow once again at your comment.

“Really? Wizard of Oz?” you questioned, only briefly being surprised before you remembered who it was you were talking to. 

You looked up at the sky, the rain cloud now centered around you and Spencer. The rain wasn’t a downpour, if anything it was a light shower, however to Spencer rain was rain no matter how much or how little their really was.

“It’ll let up soon.” you spoke in a calm voice.

“How can you be so sure?”

“Because it’s just a sun shower, I grew up in Florida and we had them all the time. One minute sun, then rain, then sun again.” 

“That doesn’t seem meteorologically possible.”

“Well a lot of things that happen in Florida don’t seem possible.” you chuckled back, knowing Spencer wouldn’t pick up on your joke but not caring. You were proud of it. 

Before Spencer could retort back with some question about rain percentages and atmospheric pressure the rain came to a swift halt. You glanced at Spencer who was looking up at the sky with confusion on his face.

“Sun showers, very possible.” you chuckled before turning and grabbing your dry phone. 

Finn Bàlor...Sweet Dreams

“Are you fucking serious?” You shouted. You were so pissed off. The hotel you were staying at was fully booked with all WWE Divas and Superstars. It was Wrestlemania this Sunday and you had just arrived. “I’m sorry, miss, but there are no rooms left. “Fine…i didnt expect there would be..” You sighed and picked up your luggage and went and sat on the couch. “(Y/n)? What are you doin’ sittin’ by yourself?” “Oh, hey Finn. Er…nothing, i’m just waiting here for a bit. Sasha said that she will be a little bit late and i’m going to wait for her.” “Girl! There you are! What are you doing-?” Damn. Well there goes that plan. Sasha came running towards you in Batman jammies. Finn said nothing but give you a look of ’ of course, cause that wasnt a lie at all.’ “(Y/n), sorry to say this, but i’m sleeping with Bayley tonight. You were late…and i..-” “Don’t worry about it, Sasha, i’ll just sleep on the couch tonight.” “Like hell you will.” “Excuse me?” Finn went and picked up your bags. “Er- Finn? What are you doing with my stuff?” “Come on- no lass like you deserves to be sleepin’ on an old leathery couch. You can sleep wit me tonight.” Sasha’s mouth was agape. But not as much as yours. “Er…i-i-” “What a sweet gesture! She will love to sleep with you!” “Sasha!?” Finn blushed and chuckled. “Let me take to our room.” You hesitated slightly before walking on and as you looked back, all you saw was Sasha wink at you. In the elevator, there was an awkward silence. Needless to say, you wanted to sleep with him. I mean, who wouldn’t? With his…strong, muscular body that looked like God himself has spent a whole eternity to design. His eyes…when he smiles, they sparkle like a jewel under the sun. …you loved him…. “(Y/n)?” “W-what?” “We’re here.” “Oh.” That was embarassing. Finn unlocked his door and carried your stuff inside. “Wow…you have an amazing view…” He really did. The window was overlooking the city at night. So all the lights were shining brightly. It was somewhat breathtaking. “Yeah…it sure is…” You thought Finn was looking at the view. But his focus was all on you…. “So…er…you can sleep in the bed with me if you want to. Or i’ll sleep on the couch.” “Er…i would like to sleep with yo- shit! Not like in a way, as in sleeping but-” He laughed and shaked his head. “Haha! It’s fine. You can if you want.” “…Yes please…” You blushed and looked at the floor. Finn smiled and hugged you lovingly. “F-finn?” “Shh…i want to…intake every second of this…” You didn’t know how to respond to this. Finn’s right arm was in your hair and his left was wrapped around your waist, pulling you into him. His forehead was touching yours. Neither of you wanted this to end. It felt like it was just you and him. No one else… “We should…get some sleep…” He said. Pulling away, he took off his t-shirt and got into bed. ‘Yeah…i’m just going to get my pjyamas on..“ “Of course.” You did just that. Unfortunately, the only bottoms you had were a pair of booty shorts.

“I’m back.” “I can- woah.” Finn had to catch his breath when his eyes fell upon your body. Blushing, you rubbed your arms. “Are you cold?” You nodded and bit your lip. “Come on.” He lifted the quilt and tapped the empty space in the bed. You saw that he was naked. Like. Fully. “Ok…” You got in and the sheets were pulled over you. Finn wrapped a strong arm over you and rubbed your shoulder as a way to warm you up. If it continues like this, you won’t be colder for much longer. “Thank you…Finn…for all of this.” “Don’t mention it, (y/n). I wouldn’t do this for just anyone.” “What do you mean?” “…ever since i met you, i felt like i had this instant connection with you. Something about you draws me to you. Your smile…your (e/c) eyes, just you in general…i want to be more than friends with you…” You gasped lightly. Did Finn just admit that he…loved you? “I….don’t know what to say…” “..yes..preferably…” “Haha…i mean…” “How about this- it’s 9.55. I bet you that i can make you fall asleep before 10.” “Oh really?” “Yes and if i win, you have to say yes to us being together.” “And what if i win?” “I will…give you my Adventure Time Finn t-shirt.” “No way. You’re on.” You fucking loved that t-shirt. “Ok then. Lie on your side.” Doing so, you felt his body get closer to your back. Whenever he breathed, his chest raised slightly and brushed against your back. He rubbed your sides gently and slowly. Shit. It was working…you could feel…. “Does that feel good, lass, me caressing you like this?” “Yes…so good…” “I know a way to make it a whole lot better…” He said, as he kissed your neck slowly. “And how are you going to do that?” You turned over and faced him. Your faces were practically touching. Finn closed the space between you and kissed you passionately yet slowly. Like if he was any rougher with you, you would break. You moaned in the kiss and rolled on top of him. He was the next to moan and grabbed your ass. You gasped and slowly began to grind on his hardening bulge. “God…you feel so good pressed against my cock like that…” “And you feel so good against my pussy…” “Oh yeah?” He flipped you over so he was straddling you. He leant down and took the bottom of your shirt and bit on it, then he moved his up, bringing it up with him. “Oh shit…” That was so sexy…. “Look at this.” He gestured to your body. “Beautiful…so fucking…" He sloppily sucked on your hard nipples whilst grinding against you more. You arched your back and that made Finn growl. He traced his tongue down to your shorts. You took of your shorts and revealled your wet pussy to him. “Is this what i do to you?” He whispered as he brought his lips to your inner thighs. “Yes…whenever i see you…i have to run away and…” “Do this-?” You felt a thick finger push inside you. You gasped and grabbed the sheets. “Oh my god- yes…a-all the time….with two…” “You use two fingers?” You moaned. “Yes…” “Oh…my dirty girl…..” He smirked and inserted another finger. “Ahh~” You were panting a lot. And what Finn did next…it didnt help… He brought his mouth to your clit, which was throbbing for attention. “Ooh! Fuck…Finn…” He moaned, causing vibrations to be sent through your lower region. Finn could feel that you weren’t going to last longer. “Are you goin’ to cum? Cum for me, (y/n). Cum all over my fingers.” He didnt have to ask twice. You cummed, releasing your juices all over fingers. “Good girl…” Finn sat up and rubbed his hard cock. You opened your eyes to see it. He looked so sexy like that. As you got up to touch his cock, he turned you over so your ass was in the air. “Like that…are you ready for me, baby, huh?” You nod and bit your lip. He slowly slid into you. “Ahh…so fucking tight…” He was right. Unless he was big…lets agree on both. He began to thrust his hips harder into you. He reached his hand underneath you and circled your clit with his fingers whilst his other hand spanked your ass. “Oh fuck! Harder, Finn, please!” he laughed darkly. finn roughly fucked you causimg to see stars. now know why he was called demon king a beast in bed. “I’m going cum ahh-!” One more sexy growl felt him fill with his hot seed. Both of were breathing heavily. He pulled out and lied next you. “Goodnight love, sweet dreams…” When you woke up, you saw a tray with a plate of poptarts and a glass with a lego design on it with orange juice. Underneath the plate was a picture. It was a picture of you sleeping. You know when cameras take pictures that have the time that they were taken on? Well this had 9.59 on it. You flipped it around and on it read- Good mornin babe. You looked so peacefull sleeping so i thought i would leave you to rest. By the way we have a reserve for table for two at (favourite restaurant) at 1.20. Love Finn You didnt know what to do. You stood up and looked at the bed sheets. They were somewhat wet. Wait… You didnt have sex with Finn. You only dreamt about it happening… Your focus then went on the clock. It was 1.00…. Shit!! The only person who asked to be tagged… @ravenluna95 Enjoy!
Birthday Wishes (m)

Word Count: 6,309

Warning: Taehyung Smut

“Fucking great.”

You throw the card you’d been reading down onto the round metal table before you, glancing over it once more. The picture on the front is that of a city, the name written in italic in the top right corner. She hadn’t even tried to personalize the picture for you, nor the letter that is nothing more than a bad excuse.

“Do you want another cup o’ coffee?”

You raise your head up to the server, and answer his question with a nod accompanied by a bitter smile. “Yeah.”

He looks at you with a square smile, then takes your empty cup.

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