i hope it's a guy bag

  • 2016: I gave BTS wings. thus, I am BTS' year.
  • 2017: Billboard what? AMA who? Million seller where? IT'S ME FELLAS!
  • 2013: They were born in MY year. I am the most relevant right 2014?
  • 2014: Don't talk to me. I hate myself!
  • 2017: Can't relate #LoveMyself #LoveYourself
  • 2015: Listen! I made the first win then you all followed.
  • 2016: *cough* First Daesang *cough*
  • 2017: If you gonna talk about firsts IM-
  • 2018: *appears*
  • 2017: Who is this?
  • 2014: The new year.
  • 2013: Why is she so confident didn't You all look freaking scared when you first came in? 2014 and 2015 were sobbing
  • 2015: I want her perfume
  • 2014: You can't buy it It's called 'Worldwide collabs' too expensive!
  • 2017: Look at that HUGE bag!
  • 2016: I hope haters will not drag her down like they did to us
  • 2014: Compared to 2015 who is wearing converse she got Louboutin. She is too high for them to reach. She can't even see them through her shades.
  • *2018 coming closer*
  • 2018: Hey guys! BTS are starting a new chapter so Yall need to leave the room
  • 2013: I have been here for 5 YEARS. You can't tell me to disappear just like that!
  • 2015: I may look not as pretty or strong but I survived hell. Just try fighting me and you will be in Danger.
  • 2018: Calm down our most beautiful years. I am moving you to a place near ARMYs so you can stay safe.
  • 2014: You want me to live next to a CEMETERY?
  • 2017: Safe?
  • 2018: Yes I will be turning the world upside down so everyone is moving to space.
  • 2016: Guys I was drenched in blood sweat & Tears and her killing instinct is scary. I gave you all Wings when I came, it will be fine.
  • 2013: My kids let's go. And 2018 I will tell you what I told the others before we leave. "Work hard, dream big, stay humble and love ARMYs"
  • 2018: I promise. Stay safe my loves. *smiles at them and gracefully waves goodbye* Now it's my turn!
  • By MimiBTSghost
Love Letters

Originally posted by joeck

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Request: zach dempsey fluff please!! 

Words: 1.735

A/N: This is my first Zach imagine and I hope that you guys like it. This is my last post until friday night, since I’ll be going back to school tomorrow. I am still writing and I can see the feedbacks and requests if there are some. I hope that you guys bear with me and I hope that you understand. Thank you so much, guys.

- G.

Warning: Swearing

Peer Communications was one of the subjects you looked up to everyday and you loved it because you learnt how to behave with people and how to communicate with them. You sometimes asked for help whenever you were down and needed some advices. You also studied some psychological topics and it helped you to be more empathic towards other people.

One more thing you liked about it was the notes of encouragement bag. You could write some anonymous notes to people and put it in their bag. Its purpose was to encourage people so they would value their self-esteem and their existence in this world.

You thought that the idea was amazing and innovative, because it has been awhile since you’ve been secretly receiving love letters from someone from your class. You could admit that the person perfectly cheered you up, making you more confident whenever they would leave one in your bag, but it didn’t help you to kill your curiosity to find out who the person was.

“(Y/N), you look so pretty whenever you smile and it melts me every time I see your lips curving and with those perfect white teeth of yours exposing.” Alex read that little piece of paper with a smirk as you were talking about your secret admirer.

You two were in the library with Zach and Jessica while you were waiting for your next subject: Peer Communications.

“Aw, that’s so sweet.” Jessica complimented as she took the piece of paper from Alex’s hand and read it once again, with a lower tone this time.

“It is.” You bit your lip as you tried not to smile too much because of it. “I wonder who it is.” You wouldn’t sleep sometimes because of it and, being your ultimate crush, you kind of wished that it was Zach.

“Jesus Christ, that’s too damn corny!” Zach complaint and shook his head.

“Stop being jealous, Dempsey.” You winked at him as you teased him, but you were absolutely broken hearted for his reaction. You shrugged it off since you hinted that he was having a bad day, because he just gathered his things and walked away. “Zach!” You shouted as you tried to stop him.

“Zachary Dempsey!” Jessica tried to stop him too, but he just ignored you and he got out of the library, annoyed and vexed.

“Shh!” The old and stressed librarian scolded you and you just flashed her an apologetic smile. You were embarrassed, because you got some looks from your other fellow students and you heard soft giggles from Alex.

“I’m pulling your septum ring away if you don’t stop.” You threatened him and he suddenly closed his mouth, rolling his eyes. “Just kidding, Standall!” You and Jessica then giggled silently and Alex shook his head.

“(Y/N),” Alex became serious as he looked at you, straight into your eyes. “I think he’s jealous.”

“Jealous? Who?” You corrugated your forehead as you couldn’t understand what he was talking about.

“Jesus,” He let his face fall on his hands as he unleashed a long and deep sigh. “Zach!”

“What the fuck are you saying Alex?” You snatched a piece of paper from Alex’s hand and you started to gather your things. It was impossible that Zach was jealous, how could he? Didn’t he think that those stuffs were damn corny? “Don’t think about it that way, Mr. I jump into conclusions easily.”

“Why the fuck are these people so touchy?” Alex complaint as he looked at Jessica and pointed at you. You and Jessica both chuckled because Alex thought that you were annoyed and frustrated.

“I’m not being touchy, bro!” You defended yourself and you looked at your wrist watch for the time. “We’re going to be late if you don’t get your ass up.”

“Alright, let’s go.” They started to gather their things and you all went out of the library as you headed to your next class.

“Wait, I forgot my book!” Jessica exclaimed as she was controlling the books in her bag. “(Y/N), mind joining me?”

“Oh, sure!” You smiled at her and you were about to go away, when Alex stopped you.

“I’ll go with her, go inside the class (Y/N) and save us our seats.” Alex proposed and you just shrugged it off. They both went to Jessica’s locker and you entered your room.

“Zach?” You were surprised to see Zach and he was about to put a piece of paper inside your encouragement bag. How? You thought he never liked those stuffs.

“(Y/N)!” His eyes widened as he saw you entering the room. He didn’t expect to see you and he was frightened because you caught him. “Uhm, I- I…” He stuttered and he didn’t know what to say.

“You are my secret admirer?” You corrugated your forehead as you brought your hand to your slightly opened mouth, shocked of the revelation.

“Uhm,” He wandered around the room as he felt nervous and you could see that he was blushing. “read this.” He walked closer to you and handed you the paper, instead of putting it in your bag. He was already caught in action, why would he even escape?

“Thank you.” You shyly said as you carefully accepted the paper from his hand.
You slowly opened the folded paper and you were honestly excited to read what was written in it.

Dear (Y/N),

Hi! How are you? I know that it’s been awhile since you started receiving love letters from me and your curiosity is killing you every time, I always see you frustrated after reading my notes.
Anyway, I know that I suck at writing, but I wanted to let you know that I am liking you more and more every day. I am happy to be your friend and being just a friend is enough for me, if you don’t feel the same way. I sometimes hope that you feel or will feel the same way about me too, anyway. I am keeping my fingers crossed,

Take care always,

You silently read the short letter as the two of you stood in the middle of your classroom. You looked at Zach and you flashed him a sweet smile. Your heartbeat was getting louder and you became nervous and enthusiastically happy at the same time.

You wondered, though, why he acted strange earlier if he felt that way? Why would he be jealous, like what Alex hypothesized? Damn, look what Alex could do at you!

“Zach, you are the sweetest person ever.” He smiled at you and he pulled you into a hug.

“I understand if you don’t feel the same way about me,” You hugged him back and you were amazed by the height difference that you both had. He was surely tall and you had to admit that you felt a little bit small. “your friendship is enough.” He murmured and you could hear in his voice that he was wishing for more.

“Zach,” You broke the hug so you could see his handsome face. “you are sweet, kind and funny. It’s not impossible to not like you back.” You honestly confessed back and you quickly saw a wide smile forming on his lips, while he fidgeted with his fingers and looking at his shoes, as if they were the most interesting things in the world.

It was true that you had a crush on him for a while now and you never had the guts to admit it because you thought that it was the boy who should do the first step. Yup, old style.

“Rosie’s tonight then?” He happily asked. “So, we can talk about it.”

“Yeah, sure!” You hyperactively nodded and he let out some soft laughs.

You and Zach stared at each other for a while and you both didn’t know what to say because the awkward atmosphere. At that moment, you hated your classmates for not coming inside the classroom until the bell rang and you hated Jessica and Alex because they were taking too much time to get the freaking damn book.

“Zach!” You suddenly blurted out as you remembered that something was bothering you. “Why did you say that those stuffs were corny if you were the one who writes them?”

“The one that Alex has read wasn’t from me.” He seemed disturbed at the thought of that little letter.

“So, you were really jealous?” You smirked as you teased him and he rolled his eyes.

“Uhm, yes,” He almost whispered as he answered your question sincerely. He looked at the ground as he tried to hide his reddish face. “because I saw that you were so happy because of it and I thought that you didn’t like me and you liked that one, instead.“ He explained and you just giggled. You didn’t know that he was that possessive and you honestly loved it. A possessive and overprotective boyfriend was what you were asking for.

“Silly!” You shook your head because he thought that you didn’t like him. “I still wonder who wrote that note though.”

“My fault!” Alex entered the classroom and winked at Zach, who was already giving him a death glare. You raised an eyebrow as you asked for explanations from that vexatious friend of yours. “I knew that he liked you and I told you that he was jealous.”

“Damn it, Standall!” Zach complaint, but Alex didn’t seem to care that much. You smiled because you understood what he tried to do and you couldn’t help but to love that idiot even more, of course, as a friend.

“Congrats!” He cheerfully teased the two of you. “By the way, I really thought that you have a really nice and perfect smile, (Y/N), and I can confirm it now.” He pointed it out as he saw you smiling widely for his actions.

You shook your head together with and stopped as soon as the bell rang. You went to your seats as the other students came inside the room. You kept on getting smirks and teasing winks from Alex, but you just threw him a crumpled paper in response.

Your favourite subject was about to start and you wanted to thank your teacher for making those bags of encouragement up. It was really a useful and a pleasant idea.

At least, it helped you to be more confident and it has got you a date for that night.

Curiosity Killed The Cat

A/N: I know you guys are waiting for the next part of Wonwoo’s story but I couldn’t stop thinking about Jun for the past two days and then I just knew. It’s time. It’s time to write a story for him.

Based on my Seventeen as the mafia.

Wen Junhui (Jun) x Reader

Summary: It was never your intention to move in with the person who irritates you the most.

Genre: Mafia AU, suggestive

Word count: 3,436

Originally posted by bamethyst

“Ugh, can this day get any worse?” you thought, looking at the message on the screen reminding you of the almost empty phone battery. You hate your landlord, did he really had to kick you out now? Couldn’t have waited till morning? You rubbed your hands together and blew some steam into them, in an attempt to stay warm. You didn’t want to worry your mother and had nowhere else to go, so decided to stay near college until it opens, you will worry where to sleep next night later because at the moment the only thing you can think about is where to get money to pay for that new place.

There’s nothing much you can do in these ungodly hours. You sighed and just watched the empty streets. You noticed a figure running in the distance. “Who goes jogging at this time?” you wondered but when the figure was close enough, so you could see his face, you felt stupid you didn’t realize it sooner.

“Oh shit, it’s Jun,” you thought, quickly trying to pick up your bags and hide. He’s the last person you want to see right now. But he ran past you, not even sparing a glance and you sighed in relief. I guess the shadow did its job and hid you well. Just as you started to relax you saw him comeback and stop in the middle of the gates. You covered your face with a scarf, hoping he won’t recognize you.

“Y/N?” he asked, approaching you. Too late.

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12 Days of ODM: Day 5

Dedicated to: My Gajevy Anon

Prompt: Gajeel and Levy are on a job when they end up having to share a bed.


“Calm down, Gajeel,” Levy said, not even bothering to look up at the dragon slayer that stood frozen beside her. That was probably for the best, given the way he could feel his cheeks warming with fire as he stared at the sight before them.

“It really isn’t that big of a deal,” she continued, walking further into the room and dropping her bag on the ground. The sound of its heavy thud mixed with the sound of the blood as it rushed in his ears. Gajeel wasn’t sure what he had done to find himself on the business end of karma, with his very own Hell laying before him just on the other side of the room that he stood in.

That Hell, was a plush, queen size bed situated all on its own in the corner.

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  • <p> <b>Leia:</b> My romantic life is a bit of a mixed bag but it's couples like you that give hope to the rest of us. Jyn, you deserve it and you found it. Cassian, don't you dare to hurt her.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> (laughs) I won't.<p/><b>Han:</b> Don't laugh, she means it.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> I-I won't-<p/><b>Kes:</b> Seriously man, don't hurt her.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> Okay, I'm not planning to hurt her-<p/><b>Shara:</b> You better not be.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> I'm not-<p/><b>Baze:</b> Hey Captain, you better watch yourself.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> Why would any of you think I would hurt Jyn? You're all my friends, too.<p/><b>Chirrut, Bodhi and Luke:</b> ...Eh.<p/></p>

“Why am I never the first choice?” Tears start to swell her eyes.

“Well,” He starts. “I think you’re the type of girl that boys just don’t notice often.”

“Wow thanks, that sure helps.” She laughs in disbelief.

“No, it’s for the best. You’re toxic.” He starts to whisper, “Once somebody notices you, they can’t stop. All of your little bracelets and rings and Little Mermaid sweaters go from strange to somehow enticing. The fact that you carry three books in your bag goes from being nerdy to being one of your cutest quirks.”

“It sucks when a guy notices you, because then there is no one else they notice and you never leave their mind.” He trails off.

“What are you saying?” She asks, frightened.

“You never left my mind.”

—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #34

a-series-of-misfortunes  asked:

Drabble meme: “Kiss my ass” w saeyoung 😂 (Congrats by the way, you deserve it!)

~Thank you so much!!! Also this one prompt makes me laugh lolol 

“Kiss my ass” + Saeyoung {W/Surprise Vanderwood!

“You can’t be serious.” 

Vanderwood knew he should have been used to this by now. But then again, this was not a normal person he was dealing with. Not a normal level of bullshit he was dealing with. Simply put–Saeyoung was not normal

He viewed his own patience as a wonderfully long, thin string. One that Saeyoung happily removed his scissors for and cut just a bit shorter each and every day. 

“How the hell are you still alive?” Vanderwood kicked, just barely, into the growing pool of empty soda cans and chips bags and watched them fly. 

“It helps me work!” Saeyoung didn’t bother looking back at him from the computer screen. 

“And if you drop dead from a heart attack in the middle of working I’m outta here. You can rot with the rest of this garbage.”

“But at least I would have been working!” Saeyoung held a finger up for emphasis. 

For once, Vanderwood half thought, half grumbled under his breath. As usual their deadline was running thin. The kid was good, maybe one of the best he’s ever seen, but damn if he didn’t make you squeeze every last drop of work from him.

“Speaking of work,” Saeyoung continued, “shouldn’t you be getting to it?” 

“Excuse me?” 

“I’m finding it hard to work in this mess! I’m slowing down…I need you to clean so I can focus again! Pleeease. My internal CPU is bogged with honey buddha bags!” 

He tried his best to sound desperate, a fact that only had Vanderwoods lips pressed into a tight line of utter annoyance. 

“Wanna run that by me again?” He seethed. Fists clenched, jaw locked, Vanderwood slowly approached Saeyoung’s computer chair.  

“It’s your job to make sure I can do my job, right? It’s only a bit of trash, it shouldn’t take you that lon-”

Before Saeyoung could finish his sentence Vanderwood had knocked him out of his chair and down onto the floor. 

“Clean up your mess like a good little boy and then get back to work, before we both get our asses chewed out.”

“Someone is gwumpy today!” Saeyoung pouted while rubbing the spot where he landed on his ass. “Now you have to kiss it better.”

“What?” It wasn’t that he didn’t know what Saeyoung had just asked, it was the fact that he had a hard time processing it. Or, he hadn’t wanted to hear it in the first place. Every day this kid found a new way to push him over the edge.

“Kiss my ass,” Saeyoung urged with a protruding bottom lip. “Kiss it where it hurts so I can feel better.” 

“How’bout I kick your ass instead,” Vanderwood took one hard step forward, but Saeyoung didn’t flinch. 

“If you kiss my ass, I’ll clean. Otherwise…” his eyes motioned to an empty trash bag. 

This would be it, Vanderwood thought, the moment he would finally snap and kill this kid himself. He had an extra emergency passport, didn’t he? 

“Well?” Saeyoung asked. 

Resisting every urge to eliminate this annoyance laying on the floor in front of him, Vanderwood picked up the empty trash bag and forcefully tossed a soda can inside. The agency better kiss his ass for this, he thought. Proverbially of course, in the form of a fucking raise

“Aw, and here I was hoping you’d choose the other option,” Saeyoung said. 

“Shut up,” Vanderwood warned. “Get to work. And if you say one more syllable this entire day, I’m pulling out my gun.” 

“Oh, y-yes ma’am!” Saeyoung stammered. 


I couldnt stop thinking about this post so I decided to write a little drabbly thing inspired by it.

Word Count: 1388

You walked into the sixth store that day, you had only found a couple of new things so far but looking around this place you knew you would have some luck here. It had been a couple months since you and your long term boyfriend had broken up and you were finally starting to feel happy and confident again. You got a new haircut, a facial, and the sun was shinning. You had spent the day shopping and walking around the city with your best friend and you couldn’t be happier. You were feeling truly great without the stress of a relationship or a man not to mention you were finally updating you closet. You and your best friend walked around the most recent store picking up hanger afterhanger of clothes for you to try on. “What do you think of this color?” you ask your best friend holding up a top. “It’s not bad, but I think this would look even better!” (Y/F/N) says holding up a similar shirt in a different color. You grab them both, along with the rest of the pile and head to the fitting rooms.

Your friend waited outside the fitting rooms sitting on one of those big poofy cushion chairs waiting for you to come out for opinions. You step into the room and try on the first outfit, turning around a couple of times, you loved the bottoms but you weren’t really sure about the cut of the top, so you decided to step out and ask your friend. You made sure the door wouldn’t lock and stepped down the hallway to the sitting area. You saw your friend, but she didn’t see you, she was too busy looking at a group of a couple of guys standing around a clothing rack. You werent really in the mindset to be thinking or caring about guys at the moment so you called your friend’s name to get their opinion. “I really like that shirt actually, its a really good look for you” she answered when you asked about it. You nodded in agreement and went back to your fitting room to try more things on. Before you finished changing you heard your phone beep. You pulled on the next pair of jeans and checked the message and it was from your best friend. “Why didn’t she just come back here what could be so important?” you thought rolling your eyes but opening the message anyway.

Not to be weird and I know you swore off guys for a while or whatever but there are at least 2 cute hockey players that are here"

You rolled your eyes and sighed, she was correct in saying you swore off guys, you especially were not interested in some womanizer hyper masculine hockey player. You put your phone away and walked out to show your friend the top she had picked out. Despite your best effort not to care, you did a quick sweep of the store to see if there were any familiar hockey faces. You didn’t see anything at first glance so you walked over to your friend and showed her the top, commenting that you thought you liked the color of the other one better. Before she could say anything a masculine voice from the corner chimed in, “That color looks really good on you, but I didn’t see the other one so I can’t really say” You turned around to see a tall (admittedly good looking) guy smirking at you. You heard your friend attempt to hold in a squeal, which you figured must mean this guy was one of those hockey players she was talking about. He did look familiar but you couldn’t come up with a name.

“Thank you” you replied, “ but I don’t know if I want to take fashion advice from a guy that doesn’t even seem to know how to wear a hat.”

You said it playfully, but you were a little annoyed at a stranger (an a guy nonetheless) interrupting your bff day out. He laughed at the jab and looked like he wanted to say more. But before he could you turned back to your friend and said, “Well that was weird, so do you like it better than the other one? I want to look at more places so I dont really wanna get both.”

“Uh yeah sure it’s totally nice” she said distractedly. You could tell she was still looking at the guy that had spoke to you and his friends.

“You remember this is supposed to be an us day right? No boys no relationships just clothes and shoes” You were getting a little annoyed so you turned to go back to your fitting room to try on the rest of the things so you could pay and get out of there and back to your bffs only day of shopping. You gathered up your things and headed to the cash register. Your friend quickly followed behind apologizing for being so inconsiderate.

“It’s okay” you said swiping your card. You grabbed your bags and thanked the cashier, but as you went to walk away you were stopped by a large body. The same one that tried talking to you earlier. You couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by how good he smelled and the firmness of his chest you felt when you bumped into him was making you feel some kind of way. “Uh I’m sorry” the deep voice you had heard earlier said. You looked up to brown eyes and a chiseled jaw like you had never seen before. You were beginning to forget your ‘I don’t need a man’ attitude from earlier. “Uh its fine. I should have been paying attention to where I was going.” You managed to get out. You could hear your friend behind you taking pictures and trying to quietly freak out.

“We should probably get out of the way” he said. Grabbing your arm and moving the two of you away from the line. Where his hand had touched your skin felt electric. You laughed nervously and thanked him for moving you. He smiled and you took a quick second to regather yourself. “Thanks for the input over there, I decided to get that one” you said now hoping to continue on the conversation so you could keep looking at this handsome guy. “Yeah anytime” he said smiling and scratching the back of his neck. “I didn’t catch your name” you said holding out your hand after setting some bags on the ground. “Its Auston, Auston Matthews” he replied taking your hand and shaking it. “Oh shit you are the hockey player! The one with the four goals in the first game oh man! I knew you looked familiar” You could see his cheeks reddening a little with blush. “Hit em with the four!” you heard a guy yell from a few feet away (it was probably that other rookie guy he’s known to be friends with you thought to yourself). “Yeah that me” he said still turning red. “I’m (Y\N)” you said. “ I do like hockey but I haven’t really been following the leafs… right the leafs?” He nodded laughing a little, “ Its totally fine. Uh Id be willing to catch you up with how they’re doing this season uh if youd want to go get dinner or something sometimes.” You hesitated for a second, “ Well I ha-” you started, but before you could finish your best friend stepped up, “ Wait a minute (Y/N) can we talk?”

“ You are not turning down a date with Auston freaking Matthews Im not letting you do that to yourself go say yes to that boy and you can thank me later!” You tried to protest but your friend nudged you back to Auston and you looked at him again. One date couldn’t really hurt. “Yeah I would love that.” He smiled and you gave him your number. Your day was definitely not going how you thought it was going to.

Fun times! (Prompto x reader) SFW

Originally posted by jeelie-bean

Anonymous requested:

Hi, I’ve just read your fic about the spider and Gladio, do you think the same thing would work with readerxProm where reader saves Prom from the big bad ladybug? Or is this prompt too cliche or overused? It’s cool if you don’t want to write it or if you don’t have the time, I’ll wait!

It’s pretty different than what I was aiming for but I hope you still enjoy it all the same. I was listening to the Runaways ‘cherrybomb’ while writing this therefore it turned mischievous 😎.

Tagging a few of my friends @its-lunafreya , @themissimmortal , @theyearofdiamonddogs , @the-immortal-marshal , @goldenbluebunny .

Fun times! Prompto x reader.

Dusk was setting in so you decided it would be a good time to light the fire in the camp.

Gladio, Ignis and Noctis were out hunting for food (No doubt fishing if Noctis had his way) Prompto opted to stay behind with you.

While you lit the fire, Prompto was inside the tent setting up the sleeping bags. You guys got on like a house on fire (Actually you both set a house on fire once…completely accidental of course. It’s a long story)

To say you were the best of friends was an understatement. Nothing could tear you apart (Other than Ignis, who regularly split you two up because of your antics) Were there feelings there? Of course! You were both too chicken to admit them though.

The cold air was making it’s presence causing your hairs to stand on end “Hey Prom?” You called out.

“Yeah?” You heard him call out from inside the tent that Gladio insisted neither of you help to set up (He’s used to you guys doing things for shits and giggles, like one time you purposely didn’t put the end of the tent on the hinge properly. Both of you sat on a log and watched as the whole thing caved in on top of him, Noctis and Ignis. Fun times!)

“Can you bring me my jacket? It’s getting kinda cold out here”

“Sur-ahhhh!!!” His scream rang out so loud it sent a heard of wild Gurula running in the distance.

You immediately got up and ran into the tent (Expecting to find Prompto being eaten by a Voretooth or something) crashing into Prompto and falling on top of him.

“Prompto! You okay?!” You asked worriedly. Both lying in a very comprimising position. You checked his body over but there were no injuries that you could see.

Prompto’s cheeks began to flush “Uhhh…I uhhhh-”

“What is it? Why were you screaming?”

“It was a lady…bug…” You scrunched your face up in confusion. Trying to decipher what he was saying.

“A ladybug?” You repeated.

“On your jacket” He said sheepishly.

“So…lemme get this straight. You screamed like a big girls blouse because of a ladybug on my jacket?” Prompto’s guilty expression said it all. You were unable to contain your laughter and buried your head into his neck as you giggled away.

Prompto just laid there completely defeated “Please don’t tell the guys about this” He sighed.

Lifting your head up to look at him, you smiled gracefully “Don’t you worry sunshine. It’ll be our little secret!” You pushed up into a sitting position (Making yourself quite comfortable in Prompto’s lap it would seem) “So where’s the big mean bug?” You asked looking around but no sign of it.

Prompto lifted his head to look but was unable to move much considering you had him clamped to the floor “I honestly don’t know”

Looking down at Prompto who was still blushing prefusely, you smiled and tapped him on the nose “You big wimp!” You teased.


Suddenly a lightbulb flicked on in your head “Oh my god Prom! You’ve just given me an amazing idea!” You grinned wickedly and wiggled your eyebrows.

“Does it involve you sitting on me much longer?” He whined (no he didn’t mean it like that!)

You smacked him on the shoulder “Nope!” You pushed yourself up off of Prompto and pulled him up with you “The guys will be back soon so we don’t have long!”

“Oh no…what are you going to do?”

“Don’t you mean we?” You laughed like an evil mastermind and Prompto grinned.


Both you and Prompto placed yourself on a layabout log playing Kings Knight while the other three went to bed.

You were sniggering and Prompto quickly replaced his phone with his camera. Looking at each other you both began to count down.




Sure enough mens screams came from inside the tent.

Noctis came darting out of the tent, tripping over his sleeping bag and landing flat on his face.

Ignis stormed out screaming blue murder.

Gladio stumbled out and looked straight over at you and Prompto who were in hysterics.

Prompto bravely lifted his camera and snapped a photo, knowing full well that Gladio had sussed out what you had done and was none too happy about it.

“Bugs huh?” He tone was sarcastic and unnamused.

You both laughed but suddenly found the smiles being wiped from your faces as Gladio summoned his sword and started walking towards you.

You’ve never moved so fast in all your life as Gladio chased you both down in the dark of the night shouting “You’re no different from the annoying bugs in the tent! I’ll squish you both!”

Like I said…

Fun times!

Hateful Love

Hey guys so this is my first fic and I hope you all enjoy it, hopefully its a good enough story and people want me to post another chapter for it. anyways yeah, enjoy!!!!!

This is just a little bughead au fic, they dont know each other but when they meet its immediate hatred, which sucks when their best friends are dating and are forced to go on a double date…

Walking up the stairs to her classroom, Betty fiddled with the strap of her bag, her other hand occupied with her phone, chatting away peacefully to her best friend, Veronica. Without noticing, she rounded the corner and collided with a body, completely throwing her off balance dropping her bag.

“V, hang on – oh my gosh I am so sorry” She bent down, picking up the contents of her bag.

“Would you watch where you’re going, jeez. It’s not that fucking hard to watch your step.” An unknown voice snapped, instantly catching betty off guard.

“You know, it takes two to tango. Calm down, no need to bite my head off” She bit back, standing back up with her bag on her shoulder. She looked up to find a beanie wearing boy, denim from head to toe, staring daggers into her head.

“Whatever, just watch where you’re going next time.” And with that, beanie boy was gone, brushing his shoulder past Betty and as soon as she turned around, he was out of the doors of the building.

“Hello? B? Betty are you there?” Veronica’s voice rang through her phone, bringing betty back into reality.

“Yeah hey, gosh what a dick he was. Anyway, what were you saying?” Betty asked, continuing her walk to her next class.

“So tonight, please tell me you’ll come on this date! One date! And if you don’t like him you don’t have to see him ever again.” Veronica pleaded, fidgeting with the pearls on her neck.

“Fine, just stop talking about this. Seriously you’ve not stopped talking about this all week, I’ll go but if I don’t like him that’s it, and you owe me coffee.” Betty heard Veronica squeal through the phone, she can imagine her dazzling smile lifting in triumph. After a couple more minutes, the call ended, promises of coffee for Betty when she returns to the apartment after her class.


“Seriously Ronnie, you should have met this guy, he was a major dick! He made it out like it was all my fault!” Betty ranted to her roommate and best friend whilst getting changed into the outfit Veronica picked out for her. “God if I ever met him again, I would slap him. Give him a piece of my mind, V, god I hate him.” Turning around to face the mirror, she examined herself. Betty had never been anything but pastels and cardigans, forced to live under her mother’s demanding push for ‘the perfect girl next door’ image. Sure, she was pretty, but casting a glance at her best friend made her lose all self-confidence she held. Veronica was seduced scarlet whereas betty was pink perfection, it always has been this way and she most definitely knows it will always be this way, whether she likes it or not.

“Betty Cooper, stop pulling at your skirt you look fabulous!” She looked up from her fidgeting hands on her skirt to see her best friend Veronica Lodge sitting at her vanity applying a dark shade of lipstick.

“Seriously V, I don’t think this is a clever idea. I mean I don’t even know this guy, he could be a serial killer for all we know!” She exclaims throwing her hands up in the air. Veronica turned around in her chair to give her a pointed look.

“B, you’ve met Archie before!”

“Yeah Archie, not his friend! You know I don’t like blind dates. Seriously you need to stop setting me up with random guys. I’ll find the right guy eventually!” She thought back to all of the guys Veronica set her up with, telling her that this could be her soulmate, yet each one turned out to be a disappointing heartbreak.

“Okay I know I’m sorry but please just come tonight, and if nothing happens then I’ll stop. I just want you to be happy.” Her eyes filled with worry, flickering down to Bettys palm and the crescent shaped scars. Bettys eyes followed veronicas, instantly closing her hands and shoving them in her lap.

“Thank you, for thinking of me, but seriously I am fine. Now come on, we’ve got a date to attend.” She grabbed her purse, her best friends hand and soon they were on their way.


“So how much do you know about this guy? I mean how much has Archie told you?” Betty turned to her best friend, her stomach filled with fear wondering what will come of tonight.

“Not much, just that he’s a writer and he goes to NYU with us. B don’t worry, Archie told me he’s a great guy and I have a feeling you guys will get along just great” she squealed, clapping her hands with delight. Betty knew deep down to trust veronica, they’ve been best friends even since veronica defended betty from Cheryl Blossom in high school, the two were inseparable ever since. Walking through the doors of the restaurant, Betty clutched Veronicas hand, squeezing it tightly. Veronica gave her a smile then pulled her to the front desk, looking curiously around for her red headed boyfriend.

Anticipation ran through betty, her eyes focused on her heels. “Archiekins!” she heard her best friend squeal, forcing her to look up at the others around her. Casting a smile at Archie who smiled warmly back at her, her eyes settled on her date for tonight before immediately letting out a groan.

“You.” She stated, stopping dead in her tracks. The boy lifted his head, instantly glaring at the blond in front of him.

“You.” Looking her right in the eye. Archie and Veronica looked up from their hug to notice the stare down between the two.

“Ahhh, finally you two meet,” Archie began, “Jughead Jones, meet Betty Cooper.”

“God this is going to be a long night” Betty said under her breath, taking a seat next to the boy she despised the most.

To be continued…..

Starry Skies in Boston (Chris Evans x Reader)

Starry Skies in Boston (Chris Evans x Reader)

Requested: yes

Heeey, can I request a Chris Evans thing? Like, reader (?) Always dreamed of visiting Boston, and Scott is her friend and tells Chris and he takes her, while there she tells him some emotional stuff about her life (like broken heart, mom sick, problems with work) and he says something cute and fluffy things happen between them?

“What do you mean you never been to Boston!” Scott screamed on the phone to his friend. Y/N had to distance herself from her iPhone once his voice got increasingly louder. She chuckled and sipped on her latte that she just got from Starbucks. The streets of Atlanta were busy, as always. She had to maneuver through the crowds with the phone in one hand and her latte in the other, but it wasn’t something she couldn’t do. This was just a daily routine. “I can’t believe you haven’t told my brother, aka your boyfriend by the way.”

“Hey! I have my reasons, plus we’ve only been going out for a couple of months now, its still new to me.” And it was the truth. Y/N wasn’t used to this yet, with everything that was going on, relationships weren’t her main priority, yet Chris was able to get himself in there somehow.

“Yeah sure, you’re just using excuses now. Listen I gotta go, but I’m sure I’ll speak to you later.” Scott ended the call after what he said. She rolled her eyes and locked her phone shoving it into her pocket. She were so close to her apartment and all she wanted to do was relax at this point. Y/N crossed the street and turned right onto her street, with a couple of steps up some stairs she was in the main lobby. She gave a warm smile to the concierge and headed towards the elevator.

Fumbling with the keys Y/N stepped out of the elevator and went to the third door on the right. Unlocking the door she pushed it open and closed it with her foot. She set everything down on the kitchen counter and let out a big sigh of relief once her AC hit her hot skin. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind. His scruff could be felt on her shoulder, and then made his way up her neck.

“Aren’t you supposed to be on set?” Y/N asked as she leaned her head against his shoulder.

“We finished a bit early.” He said as he kissed your cheek.

“How did you get into my apartment?” Y/N was curious as she turned around and finally faced her boyfriend.

“If I tell you I would have to kill you.” He joked giving Y/N one of his smirks. “And on a more important note, a little bird told me you’ve never been to Boston.” Ugh freaking Scott. “The fact that you never told me really hurts, my soul is crushing.” He placed his hand over his heart and pouted to make his point.

“Never thought it was important.” Y/N point out poking his shoulder so that he could back up a bit.

“Not important? Are you serious?” Chris looked even more heartbroken with the information he just received. “It’s where I grew up! Your family never went there for vacation or something?”

“No Chris, we don’t have family there so there was no point.” She explained as she went towards the fridge to get lunch ready.

“How about if we go there this weekend? I’m off for a bit, and plus I feel like its the right time for you to meet my family.” Chris said as he leaned against the wall with his hands crossed in front of his chest. When Y/N heard those words come out of his mouth, she felt anxiety fill her body. Meet his family? Wasn’t is too early for that?

“I don’t know Chris, maybe another time?” Y/N asked while fumbling with some pots and pans in the cabinet.

“What happens if I told you I bought us a flight for this weekend already?”

“YOU WHAT!” Y/N screamed and almost dropped the pot she was holding. This could not be happening. Oh my god Chris, why did he do that? She couldn’t leave Atlanta, especially this weekend.

“Surprise?” He smiled.

“You are so lucky that I can’t kill you or else I would have Marvel up my ass about it.” She threatened and rolled her eyes while putting some water in the pot getting ready to make some pasta.

“Well, start packing!” And with that he kissed her forehead and made his way to the living room.

*time skip*

Chris was sleeping happily on the plane ride, but Y/N was miserable. It wasn’t the fact that she didn’t want to meet his family, it’s the fact that she didn’t want to leave hers, especially this weekend. But her brother basically forced her to.  She looked out the window of the airplane and was staring at the clouds that they flew by, the sun was just about to set. She put her Y/H/L Y/H/C locks into a ponytail and nervously tapped on the arm rest, ready for the flight to be over.

“We are beginning our decent to Boston, Massachusetts. Please fasten your seatbelt.” The intercom went off and Y/N couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. She nudged her boyfriend a bit and informed him that they were landing.

“Get ready for the best trip Y/N.” Well she was hoping it would be.

The plane landed and they got their luggage from baggage claim and got a taxi to head over to Scott’s place. Boston was beautiful she’ll admit that, they drove by the New England aquarium and the public garden.

They pulled up to a cute little town house that was just outside the city, the location was perfect. They got out of the taxi and Y/N could see Scott coming down the stairs from his home. She sent daggers his way and the little shit smiled back to her.

“Aw look at the cute princess.” Scott joked once he saw her facial expression. Once he was close enough she couldn’t help but punch his bicep. He let out a growl from pain and held his arm where she punched him. “What was that for?”

“For being a piece of shit.” Y/N commented.

“Hey! No fighting children!” Chris said while giving Y/N her bag from the trunk of the car. Chris paid and then everyone went inside. They dropped their bags by the stairs, too lazy to even bring them up. They immediately went to the kitchen so everyone could get drinks and socialize. They caught up on everything that was missed out on, job promotions, family gossip and that sort of stuff.

“I can’t believe you’re finally here.” Scott commented while looking at Y/N.

“Honestly, same here.” With her response, Chris gave her a worried glance. She’ll have to talk to him later probably. “Well its about 8pm, It’s gonna be a late dinner I hope you guys don’t mind.” Scott looked at his watch.

“Nah it’s fine, I was gonna show Y/N around a bit anyways.” Chris looked at her and sent her a flirtatious wink her way.

Chris and her left the house, they walked side by side, holding hands and talked about anything that came to mind. They have been walking for an hour when Chris dragged her into a small area with a bunch of tree’s.

“Oh God! This is the part where you kill me right?” Y/N asked while putting on a serious face to make the joke seem real.

“Haha very funny.” He pulled her in closer while wrapping his hands around her waist, resting his forehead against hers. The moment was perfect. “I wanted to show you something actually.” He confessed. She gave him a questioning glance and then he proceeded to lead her up a hill. They stopped and looked up, the view was breath taking. The skies were filled with constellations, it felt peaceful almost while looking at them. Chris changed his gaze to Y/N. He couldn’t help but love her reaction to the stars, he knew that this spot would be something special for the both of them. She seemed stressed free for the first time since they’d met. He nudged her side and she changed her gaze to him he offered to lie down on the grass so they could relax and enjoy the moment.

“And then that right there, thats Delphius.” Y/N pointed to the sky showing Chris where the constellation was.

“How the hell do you know all of this?” He asked while looking at her.

“My mom taught me everything about the stars, basically anything having to do with space and crap.” Y/N explained while taking a deep breath.

“You never really mention your mom.” Chris pointed out. Well shit.

“Guess it never really popped up into our conversations.” Y/N said hoping that Chris would move to another topic.

“So tell me about her. I want to get to know you better.” Chris confessed.

“There’s nothing really to know.” Hopefully blunt comments will shut him up.

“What do you mean? Whats wrong?” Chris seemed worried now.

“Everything.” She whispered, hoping that he didn’t hear it.

“Talk to me.” Chris got up onto his elbows and looked directly at her.

“Thank you for taking me to Boston.” She said trying to change the topic once again.

“You’re just avoiding me now.”

“It’s just harder than this Chris, you don’t understand.” Y/N got up now resting her head in her hands.

“Then help me.”

“Help you? I don’t even fully understand it! How can someone just wake up one day and not know anything? How can they forget the past 62 years of their lives? Its just not fair.” By the time she was done she was sobbing. Chris immediately hugged her and kept her close, rubbing soothing circles on her back giving her some words of encouragement. He leaned down and kissed her forehead as well.

“Was that why you didn’t want to come this weekend? To see your mom?” He asked. All he got was a simple nod. “Hey hey hey, look at me okay. I’m not going anywhere anytime soon. I’ll help you get through this, I’ll make sure to stay in Atlanta longer than usual, we can visit everyday if you want. I’ll do whatever it takes to take some of the pain away.” He stated, meaning every word of it as well. Once he was done, Y/N couldn’t help but shed more tears.

“God how did I find you?” She asked while leaning closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. He smiled and leaned in as well. They stared at each other, just taking in the environment that surrounded them. They both leaned in and shared a sweet kiss.

God was Y/N happy that she came to Boston now.

Hi! Sorry it took a while but I’m up at my family’s cottage so I was out for like two days! I will be posting part 3 to Unexpected (Steve Rogers x Reader) once part 2 hits 50 likes :)

Thank you 

Ramble| Reader x Will Byers Oneshot

Sorry I haven’t posted an imagine in ages I have been so busy! Anyways hope you like this! Its just a short one shot. 

side note: I LOVE Stranger Things with my entire soul and I will forever protect it. 


Posted: 7th November 2017 (07/11/2017) 

Originally posted by geminga

“Hey Zombie Boy!” You friends shouted at the small boy at his locker. You kept silent though.
He glanced at them but didn’t say anything and left. You watched as he left and sighed. You wished you could talk to him- to apologies for your friends behavior and to see if he was okay. You felt for him and you felt terrible.
“Hey guys,” You said taking your bag out of your locker. “I’m going to go to the bathroom.” They didn’t question it and allowed you to go. You tried to follow Will’s footsteps and found him outside with his friends. You took a deep breath and walked up to him. Mike saw you behind him and raised a eyebrow but kept quiet.
“Um, Will?” You said shyly tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. He turned around and his eyes went wide. “Can I talk to you?” He nodded and followed you to a deserted area. “Look I’m really sorry about my friends.” He opened his mouth to say something but you stopped him. “Will I’m so sorry about what happened to you,” He looked down. “You’re not a zombie and you deserve to be treated like a normal person- even though your far from normal- but no on is normal Will,” You were rambling and couldn’t stop. “What I mean is-”
“I get it,” Will said and began walking away.
You ran in front of him and began talking while walking backwards.
“I was also wondering if your doing anything after school?” You asked biting your lip. Will stopped walking and so did you.
“Um- I” He seemed to think for a moment before answering. “No,” you smiled. “Maybe we can meet at the arcade or something?” He nodded quickly.
You grinned. You gave him a swift kiss on the cheek before running off to your friends. “See you after school Will!” You looked back and saw the small boy blushing madly and his friend staring at you mouths wide open. You smirked before vanishing.

Anonymous: BTS members reacting to you liking indie rock music

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Fingertips Between Us Chapter 4

What’s this?! Yes yes you read that right! Chapter 4 is here!!!! I’m sorry for my lack of posting, I hope this begins to make up a little for it <3

 (3 years later)

The sun shines down softly, accompanied by a delicate breeze, sweeping up the grasses and shifting through the trees. Its warm and bright, clouds slowly drifting by to say hello. A small yellow house sits on a small hill. Hill is an overstatement. It’s merely a bump in the ground. Around the yellow house is a white fence, the embodiment of a “family home”.

“Akari!” You call out, your voice echoes out of the kitchen, traveling out the back door to where you know Akari is playing around in the dirt. There’s a shrill of laughter that follows instantly after, along with the sound of scuffling feet and loud thumps. You turn around to face the back door a large smile on your face.

A beautiful black and white husky gently nudges Akari forward down the hall, as if  he knows that the 3 year old would not come inside otherwise. As always, Akari is delighted at his nudging.

You let out a small laugh, reaching down to stroke the top of his head when Akari clings to your legs. “Thank you Gil, you’re such a good helper.” You coo, Gil nuzzling into your hand.

“Auntie, auntie!” Akari calls down, her voice high pitched and small. You turn you attention away from Gil, peering down at her. Akari’s small face stares back up at you.

“Today,” She begins to say, pausing to make sure you’re paying attention. “Today, I wanted to open the gate out the fence. But Gilbert stopped me.”

You put your hands on your hips, a sigh leaving your lips. “Its a good thing he did What have I told you about going out passed the fence alone?”

Akari looks down, turning away from you to cuddle into Gil, who licks her face lovingly. “That there’s lots of strangers. And I wouldn’t get to see you again.”  Satisfied, you pat her head approvingly and turn back to the table.

“Come on, settle in. Let’s have breakfast.”

As Akari scrambles into a chair at the table, devouring her breakfast the moment she succeeds, you turn your attention to Gil.

It had only been a few months after Akari’s surgery that you had gotten him. After you had accepted the money from Mr. Han, he had even gone as far as helping you get your things out of the penthouse as quickly as possible. Fearing that the other members of the RFA would reveal you to Jumin if you stayed with them, you had checked into a hotel until Akari had recovered from her surgery.

Akari’s recovery had taken several days, however you spent the time making preparations for your new life. You changed your phone number, quit your job, vanished from the face of the earth. Not even Seven could find you. The amount of power people such as Mr. Han possessed frightened you.

Once Akari had recovered you used all your savings to buy a small house (the one you and Akari currently resided). You kept to yourselves, opening a small bakery in town and starting your new life.

However in the early days, Akari would cry and cry into the night, no matter what you did. Until one day, as you soothed her out in the garden, something on the other side of the fence caught her eye.

That was the day Gilbert came into your lives. He had been a stray, weak and hungry. Of course you were reluctant to take him in, but for the first time in months, he had gotten Akari to cease crying.

A sharp bark snaps you out of reminiscing, and you jump in surprise. Gil stares at you, his eyes large as he wears an expression of concern.

You laugh, “I’m alright Gil. Come on, lets get you some breakfast before we head down to the bakery. You’ll watch the house for me won’t you?”


“Ah…its so hot.” A voice states out into the open.

“Zen, please bare with it a little longer. We’re almost done here.” The director says gently.

Zen flicks the silver pony tail on his chest behind his shoulder, his hand going to wipe away the sweat beading on his forehead. He was here in this little town researching spots where his next movie would be. It was a small towns over from home, but it was so hot!

Using a paper fan to cool himself down, Zen pulls out his cellphone from out of his pocket, his annoyance growing as the director continued to argue with some of his co-workers. Upon opening the messenger Zen hesitates as he clicks on your icon. Your profile hasn’t been updated in 3 years.

He can’t help but wonder where you’d gone. 3 years ago you disappeared without a trace. The last thing they had heard from you was “I’m okay” and then…nothing. No matter how much they asked, Jumin couldn’t answer any of their questions. Much to their dismay not even Seven could find you, which both frightened and surprised them. Were you really alright?

With a sigh Zen clicked onto Jumin’s profile. Jumin…he was so different now. Before he had been, well, a selfish prick. But at least then he has showed some sort of emotion. The moment he met you, he had showed so much more. Even Zen himself became convinced that Jumin was human after seeing how much he loved you. But now that you were gone….

Something had changed in Jumin. Snapped. You were a taboo topic in the chat- no, you were taboo to Jumin. He had searched for you. Searched and searched. Until he became convinced that you simply didn’t want to be found. That you had ran from him. And then…and then he found out that you had accepted $800,000 dollars from his father.

Jumin’s world had come crashing down. And from that point on he never mentioned you again.

Zen sighed, a headache growing from his thoughts. Why was everything so complicated? So secretive?

Zen’s stomach brings him out of his thoughts, and he tucks away his cellphone. It was a little pass lunch time after all. Looking around Zen spotted a small bakery, it was better than nothing. He would only step off set for a moment.

Making his way towards the bakery Zen hoped that no one would recognize him. He didn’t want to make a commotion. With a sigh he grasped the handle and walked inside.

“Hello?” He called out, surprised when he saw no one at the counter.

The sound of small feet running against the tile brought a smile to his face.

The gate behind the countertop swung open, revealing an adorable little girl. She looked directly at him, staring and blinking at him mindlessly.

“Err…hello sweetie.” Zen said awkwardly, not knowing why she stared at him so intensely.

“Ah!” Akari shouted, a small hand rising to her mouth

Zen jumped at the sudden excitement, taken even further aback when the little girl practically headbutted his knees, clinging to his legs.

“It’s Zen-samchon!”

Zen looked down helplessly. “Samchon? Samchon?!”

Who was this child? Maybe she was a fan of his? She seemed awfully young however.

“Akari? Is someone here?” A voiced called, and Zen looked up from the little girl around his legs.

His heart stopped short.

There in the doorway of the kitchen. You. In the last place he possibly could’ve imagined you to be.

And you looked at him in horror.



There’s a knock on the office door. Jumin looks up from his documents. “Come in.”

He’s…aged considerably. There’s a vein bulging on his forehead from stress, bags under his eyes from unrest, frown lines around his lips.

The door swings open, revealing an even more aged Mr. Han.

“Father, I didn’t realize you would be stopping by.” Jumin says, standing from his chair.

Mr. Han waves for him to return to his seat. “I’ve come here to talk to you about something.”

Jumin rises an eyebrow.

“Its about the girl who stole your heart.”

Annnd that’s it for now :3 Samchon mean uncle in korean ^^ I hope you guys enjoyed it, and chapter 5 will be out soon <3 Thanks again for your lovely support!

My sister had this conversation on a date tonight:
  • Guy: i hope you're not a feminist
  • Sister: ...why
  • Guy: it's just a stupid trend that everyone is jumping on
  • *interlude*
  • Guy: I don't know why you're going back to school, you're never going to make as much as a man so you should just stay home
  • Sister: *shoving breadsticks into Prada bag* I have to go find feminism

Elena’s Little Sister

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count :
2 331
summary : Reader is Elena’s little sister ; Kai and Reader are dating and Elena finds out. (plot change : Kai never links Bonnie and Elena together , but still turns into a vampire hybrid)
*not my gif

It was around 8.30PM. Y/N was sitting on the couch with her sister Elena watching TV. The past few weeks have been crazy with everything happening around them and Y/N had a secret she couldn’t tell anyone because her sister and all their friends would freak out and do something stupid.
“Switch ?” asked Elena handing her sister the ice cream she had been eating until a few seconds ago. “How are things at work ? I stopped by the Grill a couple of times to see you , but you weren’t there…”
“I um … I got fired.” Y/N blurted out.
“You WHAT ?!” Elena raised her voice. “What happened ?”
Y/N bit the inside of her cheek. How was she going to explain to her sister that she had gotten fired because she got caugh making out with her boyfriend in the storage room in work hours ? … No , there was no way to explain this. Besides Y/N didn’t regret getting caught. Her boss had been looking for an excuse to fire her since her first day there.
“There was an accident in the storage room and my boss freaked out.” said Y/N , scooping some ice cream from the pack in her hands. “It was nothing though I am glad I got fired…”
Elena looked at her as if she was crazy. “You are not serious. Y/N , you need that job …”
“Don’t worry sis. I am already looking for something and I know there is something much better.” she said reassuringly.
Y/N and Elena glanced at each other for a moment. Her sister was studying her face and then her gaze fell on the clock on the wall behind Y/N.
“Ugh , I have to go. Classes start early in the morning tomorrow and Alaric won’t be happy if I oversleep.” said Elena getting up. Y/N got up too , following her towards the door giving her older sister a hug. “See you tomorrow ?”
“Yeah. Love you.”
“Love you too.” said Elena turning around to wave at her as she turned around the corner.
Y/N closed the door and turned around bumping into something invisible. A blink of an eye later in front of her stood Kai Parker , her boyfriend , holding a large paperbag with take out. He snapped his fingers and the bag found itself onto the coffee table.
“Hi.” he said smiling , not waiting for any response before his lips smashed against hers backing her against the door.
“What - how ?! Elena was just here.” Y/N said in a hushed voice. “We can’t get caught , remember ?”
Instead of replying , he smashed his lips against hers again , taking her breath away. He had been right outside her apartment door , about to knock when he heard Elena was inside with her. Quickly he had cloaked himself as Y/N’s older sister was about to open the door and used the opportunity to sneak inside. Kai hadn’t intended on falling for Elena’s little sister , it had just happened.
After he had kidnapped Elena and they had drugged him , Y/N had been the one volunteering to watch him while everyone else went about their lives. A few times while they had been alone , she had pulled out the tube from his arm , allowing him to wake up. They had talked and eventually he started falling for her. It wasn’t because she was beautiful though that was a part of the reasons why , no … it was because Y/N hadn’t been afraid of him. Every time they got to spend time together she’d listen to him talk and talk , not once judging him or telling him he was annoying or anything.
“I wanted to surprise you.” said Kai smiling motioning with his head towards the large paper bag on the coffee table. “Your favorite , of course.”
Y/N’s eyes widened and she lightly sniffed the air only then noticing the smell of thai and chinese in the air. “You didn’t !” she said swining her leg over the back of the couch taking a short cut.
Kai couldn’t help but laugh - there were two things she’d act like that for - HIM and FOOD. She opened the bag taking everything out on the coffee table.
“You are the best boyfriend ever ! … but still what you did was risky. If we get caught -”
“I know, but I can’t help it. I just want to be with you every minute of every day.” he said taking off his jacket leaving it on the comfy chair near by while Y/N scooted over to him with a take out box in her hands.
“I want the same thing but if they find out -”
“They are not going to find out. You worry too much.” said Kai , tapping her nose. Y/N smiled at him. “Hey are we are still on for date night right ? I have big things planned…” he trailed off , a devilish spark in his eyes.
“Yes.” she said smiling , pressing her lips against his. “I can’t wait.”

* * *

Y/N spent the entire day on Friday getting ready for her date with Kai. She had told her sister and their friends she is going out of town for the weekend , clearing up 3 whole days for her to be with him. He hadn’t given her a clue as to what the date was going to be ,making her job picking an outfit even harder. Not that it mattered - by the end of the night Kai would’ve torn off whatever she was wearing anyways. Finally she settled for a knee high white dress with a thin black belt on her waist and her favorite black leather jacket with ankle high black boots.
Her phone rang from the kitchen and she ran to pick it up seeing it was her sister calling. She clicked ignore and headed back to her bedroom. Barely a few second later she felt someone standing behind her.
“You look … breath taking.” whispered Kai , snaking his hands around her waist and spinning her around in vampire speed. His face barely an inch away from hers. “It’s completely unfair I have to wait until the end of the evening to do what I want.”
“MMmm and what is it that you want ?”
“You.” he said , his lips touching hers briefly. “I want to throw you onto that bed and never ever let you go.”
Y/N’s head started spinning , feeling Kai’s breath on her face. She blinked a few times trying to remember how to breath except it was even harder to do with Kai’s smile right in front of her eyes.
“All nice things require patience.” she said , her nose brushing against his. “What do you have planned ?”
Kai smiled , stroking her cheek with his fingers for a moment. He had planned a fancy dinner , a night at the movies all by themselves (luckily for him , no one working at the movie theater was on vervain) and that was just the beginning. Three whole days just for them with no interferences from anyone. Ever since they had started dating it had been sneaking around , barely having time to do what they want without the risk of getting caught. Part of him wanted to tell her friends about them so it can all finally be in the open so they could go on a normal date. At first when they had started dating it had been a little easier for them to pretend to dislike each other , but the longer they were together the harder it got. Her friends would start to notice soon and if they found out on their own , who knew what they’d do. It was Kai’s biggest fear , one of them anyways , that they’d get separated. It had happened once already - when Bonnie ditched him in 1903 and the only reason he hadn’t retaliated was because of Y/N and all the emotions he felt for her. He knew if he hurt her family or friends , things between them wouldn’t work out.
“It’s a surprise.” he said smashing his lips against hers. “You are going to love it.”
Kai took her hand and they walked out of her apartment together.
“Hello Ms Anderson.” Y/N smiled at her neighbour. “How’s the knee ? Feeling better ?”
“Yes , thank you my darling.” said the old woman , her eyes fixing on Kai. “Who’s your handsome friend?”
“Oh um … my third cousin. He came for a visit.” said Y/N trying to hide how nervous she had gotten figuring out Kai hadn’t cloaked himself.
“Yes. It’s a surprise for her sister. We haven’t seen each other in a long time…” interjected Kai.
“Ahh … not to worry.” said the old woman smiling. “I won’t spoil the surprise.”

They got into the elevator , as soon as the door closed Kai pushed the stop button and in a vampire speed smashed Y/N against the elevator wall , his lips hungrily attacking hers. He scooped her up , placing soft kisses on her neck making her moan out for a moment before he let her feet on the ground again leaving her out of breath. Y/N’s hair had gotten a little messier and she pulled a travel size hair brush from her bag.
“I know what you are doing ..” she said , placing her hand on his chest pushing him towards the opposite door. “You are hoping I’d forget we might get outted by my old neighbour.”
“A guy can hope.” he muttered , his hands snaking around her back lightly squeezing on her ass. “Did it work ?”
“Try harder.” she whispered to him , and just as he was about to kiss her. Y/N pressed the button letting the elevator continue on its way down , except Kai pressed the stop button again , leaning in towards her while his hands slid under her dress. Kai’s fingertips brushing against her thigh and his lips crashed against hers , pulling her into another deep passionate kiss. Kai’s eyes fixed onto hers asking a silent question.
“Whaat were we talking about ?” she smiled at him.
“I love you.” he said softy.
“I love you more.”
“I love you most.”
Y/N pushed the button , pulling away from Kai and quickly fixing her dress before they reached the ground floor. The elevator doors opened , their hands held together as they walked out the building. A few minutes later they turned the first corner , Kai listening to her laugh and twirling her around until she bumped into him. They gazed into each other’s eyes falling silent for a long moment before their lips touched. Her hand brushing against his cheek before hooking around his neck as his wrapped around her waist pulling her towards him. Both of them had gotten so lost in their moment , none of them had even noticed they had an audience.
“What the hell ?!”
Kai and Y/N turned towards the direction the voice had come from only then realising it had been her sister Elena. Awkwardly they pulled away from each other , Kai’s hand still around Y/N’s waist.
“Um … hey sis. Wh-what are you doing here ?”
“Yeah. Hi.” said Elena plainly , shock all over her face. “You didn’t answer your phone. I got worried. Have you stopped wearing vervain ?”
“No.” said Y/N waving her vervain bracelet in front of her sister’s eyes.
“Then what are you doing all dressed up and kissing with him of all people ?! You two hate each other…” wondered Elena.
Kai pulled Y/N towards him , holding onto her tight as he met Elena’s gaze. It was bound to happen - someone would’ve seen him , and that old lady was going to find herself in Hell faster than she thought.
“Yeah , no. That’s not exactly true.” he said calmly. “Y/N and I … We fell in love. I know it might seem shocking to you , but it’s the truth. We have been together for a while now and nothing you can do or say is going to change the way I feel about her…”
Y/N looked at the ground then at her sister. Elena looked shocked , not angry.
“I’m in love with Kai and Kai loves me too. He makes me the happiest girl in the world.” she paused for a moment , glancing at Kai who was trying to supress a smile. “We make each other happy. Please let us be..” Y/N pleaded with her sister. Elena sighed. Her sister had always been like this - strong opinions , seeing the world a little differently than everyone else.
Elena turned towards Kai. “Do you really love my sister or is this some kind of a trick ?” she asked.
“It’s not a trick.” said Kai. “What I feel for Y/N is real , its the most real thing I’ve felt in my life and … I don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost her.”
His tone was calm and there was softness in it , Elena noticed.
“I know you don’t trust or even like me… I am not even sure if I deserve to be trusted , but I love Y/N and I’d never hurt her or let anyone else hurt her in any way.” he turned towards Y/N and smiled at her. “Give me a chance to proof to you I’m being honest , that this is all real. It’s all I ask.”
Elena was surprised by the honestly in Kai’s voice. Either he was the best liar on this planet or he really was in love with her sister and somehow those feelings have started to change him a little.
“I am not going to pretend and say I approve of this , but I do understand it. ” Elena said smiling at them. “I love seeing you happy Y/N and if he is the one who makes you happy then I won’t stay in the way.” then she turned towards Kai. “One chance. You get one chance. If you hurt her , I’ll kill you personally. Got it?”
“Got it.”

MASTERLIST March / April 2017

you’re mine.

Request: https://kpoppsluff.tumblr.com/post/157066282714/i-was-wondering-if-you-can-do-a-story-if-you-may

“Wait like the AMAS!” I asked for the millionth time still trying to process what Namjoon was telling me. 

“Yes, BTS got invited to perform at the AMAS this year.” His voice sighed with annoyance on the other end of the line.

I screamed with excitement through the phone, receiving a few concerned looks from random people in the coffee shop, but I didn’t care. I was beyond excited that the boys are living their dreams and is getting the opportunity to perform for one of the biggest events in America. 

“Ow!” He hissed in pain. 

“Oops sorry.” I nervously laughed.

“but– I’m so happy for you guys, Who would’ve thought that a group from South Korea would have this once in a lifetime opportunity?!” I smiled. 

“You’re right.” He agreed falling silent. 

“How’s your vacation going?” He asked starting back up the conversation. 

“Relaxing!” I replied dragging out the words. 

“I swear being a radio host isn’t the easiest job in the world especially if it’s a company like KBS.” I sighed scratching my head. 

“But I’m glad I get to come back home to for a little while.” I gleamed stirring my coffee looking at the whites of the cream swirl in a circle. 

“Jagiya..” Namjoon’s voice grew serious. 

“Yes?” I responded checking the time on my phone.

“You know our anniversary is on the same day as the AMAS right?” He asked. I internally growled in my head getting a bit mad.

“Yeah…” My voice filled with disappointment.

“But why are you bringing it up again?” I asked.

“I’m asking because– “ he began. 

“I want to invite you to the AMAS as my plus one.” He invited waiting for my response.

“Ha waaaaiit. You want me to be your date to the AMAS?” I asked basically repeating what he asked. 

“Yeah.” He laughed. 

“Well, I wouldn’t necessarily call this “date” romantic.” I teased biting my lip.

“YA! I know you much rather do something sappier, but it’s the best I could do considering the situation.” He huffed. 

“I’m sorry.” I giggled. 

“So is that a yes?” He asked hoping I would say yes. After a long pause, I responded.

“I would love to,” I answered my smile growing wider. 

“Thank god!” He exhaled. 

“You were really thinking I was going to say no?” I asked feeling quite offended.

“Yeah, you can be pretty stubborn when things don’t go your way.” He roasted. 

“Bye Kim Namjoon,” I said cutting the conversation short checking my phone it was 11:20 am in LA, which means it was 4:20 a.m in Korea. 

“No, I miss you, I want to talk to you more.” He whined. 

“Your flight leaves in literally less than an hour. Go get some sleep at least.  Please.” I begged. 

“Fine.” He sighed. 

“Are you pouting?” I asked smiling.  

“No!” He blurted out. 

“Oh okay,” I replied sarcastically knowing he was. 

“Well by-”

“I really do love you Y/N.” He confessed. My eyes widen, my body starting to warm up due to the feeling of embarrassment. 

“W-Well, that was sudden!” I stammered. 

“I know, but I don’t feel like I say it enough. You’ve been there with me ever since I became a trainee at Big Hit. You’ve been there with me when I literally had nothing all the way up until now. I know with our schedules being hectic; we haven’t had any time to spend time with each other but I want you to know that I’m am in absolute head over heels in love with you.” He finished, After a long silence the words he said slowly processed in his head. 

“O-Oh I-I’m sorry.” He apologized getting frantic for his gushy words. I couldn’t help but laugh at his cuteness. 

“And I as well, Am head over heels in love with you Kim Namjoon, see you tomorrow.” before he could say anything else I hung up the phone. 

I laid my phone in front of me just enough so I can my fold arms on the table. I rested my head on them gazing out at the window. My mind drifting all the way back to 2010 when Namjoon asked me to be his up until now. 

You would think dating someone for 7 years it would get..dull, but every day whenever I hear Namjoon’s voice my heart makes a thousand somersaults. I truly do love him.

-next day~

I opened my eyes to the bright sunlight peaking its way through my curtains. I slowly got up from my duvet glancing over at my clock; 12:15 p.m. it read. 

“Whoops, I slept in again,” I said to myself giggling. I began to scratch my back staring out into space feeling uneasy about something.

“Oh crap!” I shouted searching for my phone. I promised Namjoon I was going to meet up with him and the boys at the airport.

I frantically looked around on my bed to find my phone. Realizing it was on my dresser. I rolled my eyes, reaching over to grab it. Once I got it I speed texted Sejin (BTS manager) about the whereabouts of the venue.

“Hey! Sejin-ah~~ long time no see! Just a quick question: do you have any updates regarding the venue the boys will be rehearsing?” I tossed my phone onto my bed and dashed over to my closet.

“Fuck, Fuck!” I groaned to myself vigorously shoving my clothes to one side to the other trying to find a semi-decent outfit to wear to meet the boys.

“I really gotta start setting an alarm,” I informed myself attempting to put my shorts on.


My eyes darted over to my bed, my phone glowed, but I couldn’t see the name so hopped over to my bed while still trying to put my shorts on. It was Sejin.

“Y/N!! How are you? I’ll send you the location of where the boys are at.”

After a few seconds past my phone vibrated again. It was a location of where the boys were at.

“Ah, it’s 30 minutes away!” I shrieked. I ran back to my closet and grabbed a pink tank, along with a long cardigan. Once I had those on I quickly shoved my converse on snatching my phone along with my purse running to my bathroom.

[your outfit]

It took me 5 minutes. 5 whole minutes to brush my teeth, wash my face, tame my hair and put on a little makeup so I don’t like so dead on the outside. A miracle.

I bolted downstairs grabbing my keys off the kitchen counter, not even hearing my parents say hello to me.

Once I got into my car. I pulled out of the driveway and made my way to the venue, but before I pulled off onto the interstate I made a quick pit stop to the cake shop to buy a custom-made cake for the boys a good luck gift, but lowkey a sorry gift as well

[Cake that you got custom made for BTS]

I arrived at the venue an hour later immediately feeling the guilt settle in for not showing up at the airport like I promised.

I walked inside and it was immediately overwhelmed with how many people there were, Celebrities coming in from left to right, fashion designers, managers. It was just a very overwhelming experience.  

I felt a little self-conscious, feeling out of place with all these high-end celebrities but I quickly shook the negative out of my head and trudged forward hoping I don’t bump into the wrong person. I walked over to the escalator assuming the boys dressing room is upstairs.

“Oh Y/N-unnie?!” Taehyung’s voice called out to me confused to see me. I cocked my head towards him surprised to see him as well. Taehyung quickly dashed over to me and waited for me to get off the escalator and once I did he crashed into me hugging me. 

“Ya! The cake child!” I laughed trying to give him a hug while still holding the cake. 

“Oh sorry.” He smiled practically bouncing on his feet. I laughed happy to see my little “brother” again. Taehyung and I always been close ever since Namjoon introduced me to him, at first glance you almost think we were dating, but we’re just the greatest of friends and Namjoon sometimes gets jealous of that.

“So where are you guys’ room at?” I asked looking around the area. 

“Oh, we’re just a few doors down c'mon I’ll show you.” He insisted showing off his cheesy smile. 

“What’s that you’re holding?” he asked as we walked down the hall. 

“A present; Well more like an apology for not meeting up with you guys at the airport.” 

“Oooohh I wanna see!” He said peaking at the bag, but I pulled the bag away from him. 

“Nope. You gotta wait until we’ve made it to the room.” 

“Just one peak.” He persuaded. 

“Nope,” I replied back nonchalantly. 

“Please?” He begged. 

“No! Kim Taehyung!” I smiled rolling my eyes. 

“Okay..” He retreated his voice trailing off. I side eyed him shocked that he wasn’t going to fight back. 

“Wow, the infamous Kim Taehyung isn’t going to–Hey!” Before I could even finish my sentence Taehyung snatched the cake out of my hands and began running down the hall. 

“Oh fuck! Taehyung!” I shouted out to him running after him. Almost bumping into a few people. 

Taehyung was fast, but I was faster. I was almost so close to catching him ready to grab him by his collar until he made a sharp right turn making me almost crash my face into a wall.

“Kim Taehyung you are so dead,” I growled convinced about my statement. It was only 2 minutes, but the high endurance of running without a proper a warm-up was killer.

Thank god I saw Taehyung’s poofy hair run into a giant room, once I caught my breath I jogged over to the door. When I walked in all the boys except for Namjoon who wasn’t in the room turned their heads towards me in shock. 

“Y/N!” All the boys except Namjoon who wasn’t in the room and Taehyung who was holding the cake in the corner shouted running towards me. 

“Hey!” I smiled bowing at them. They all looked exhausted. I felt bad for them ever since their comeback DNA they’ve been on the grind nonstop. It’s admirable how they’re still standing at this point.

“How are you guys feeling?” I asked. They all looked like deer in headlights. They were scared shitless. I quickly panicked trying to change subjects. 

“I bought you, boys, something that I hope you will enjoy.” I smiled.  

“Taehyung!” I shouted at him who was now sitting on the couch gawking at the cake that was now outside of its bag and box 

“Taehyung! What did we talk about?” I yelled getting angry; charging towards him. Taehyung laughed getting up from the couch speed walking away from me while holding the cake.

“Stop! You’re going to drop the cake if you keep doing that.” I laughed chasing after him again. The boys were as well worried about the cake so they all scurried towards Taehyung trying to retrieve the cake. 

This moment was totally unexpected, but I’m glad the boys are enjoying themselves giving them some time to forget their upcoming, nerve-wracking performance. 

“Taehyung!” Namjoon called out who was now walking into the room. Everyone froze in their spots.

“There you are!” I smiled walking over to him. He extended his arms out and I walked into them hugging him. His body was warm and comforting. It’s been 4 weeks since I last saw him, but hugging him felt like it’s been years since I last saw him. 

“I missed you, babe.” He smiled caressing my hair. I nodded my head in agreement, squeezing him tighter. 

“Okaayyy” Jungkook gagged. 

“I’m hungry! Can we eat now?” He asked. We smiled, parting ways, but holding hands.

“Yeah if Taehyung can stop holding the cake hostage.” We all looked back at Taehyung who had now shoved a blueberry into his mouth. 

“Taehyung!” I shouted marching towards him. He gave up on trying to run away, he just stood there, ready to take the heat. 

“You moron!” I hissed smacking him on the arm. I snatched the cake away from him and walked over to the table, the boys following.

“Wowee!” The boys said in unison.

“This cake looks pretty badass.” Suga complimented.

“I didn’t bring any forks nor plates so we’re going to have to do it baby style. With our hands,” I informed. They all looked blank indicating that they obviously couldn’t care less. 

“Oops!” Taehyung laughed grabbing some frosting and smearing it on my nose. 

“Really?” I laughed. I shoved my hand into the cake grabbing a small amount and started chasing after him. 

The boys except Namjoon started laughing joining in on the fun. I finally was able to catch up to Taehyung, grabbing him by the collar and smearing the pieces of cake into his face. He honestly looked like a clown and I was laughing hysterically and so were the boys except for Namjoon

“Namjoon, come on you’re missing out on the fun!” I invited him over motioning my arms for him to come over. Namjoon pursed his lips together shaking his head no. I frowned at him and walked over to him grabbing a random towel that was on the dresser to wipe my hands and nose.

“What’s wrong?” I asked growing curious. 

No response.


“Come with me.” He finally said cutting me off. 

“For what? No, not until you tell me why you’re upset.” 

“Please.” He begged. 

“N–” Namjoon roughly grabbed onto my wrist and pulled me out of the room and into the room that was right next door to the boys dressing room. 

“Kim Nam–” Before I could properly scold him, Our lips met and tongues began to touch, entwining, igniting the passion that is always so quick between us both for sex. 

Instantly he pushes me up against a wall, kissing frantically, tugging at the confining clothes. Hungering for each other. Needing to be skin to skin, trying to soothe this unknown tension we caused each other just moments ago. Our clothes scattered all over the place. 

Namjoon brings me down to the ground roughly and I immediately took control and got on top of him riding his cock, sliding up and down while he fingered my clit. After a few minutes of this, I stopped, stood up and turned around.

“I want to see us in the mirror.” I moaned, My ass facing him now. Namjoon was completely shocked at how slutty I was sounding, but he wasn’t complaining he loved it. I sat back down on his dick and resumed riding him. My pace was quickening now and my ass cheeks were slapping on his thighs.

“Oh yes!” I cried out quickly covering my mouth to cover up my voice.

I was rapidly bouncing on his dick. My hand over my mouth, trying to stifle my moans. I could feel Namjoon gripping onto my hips indicating he was close to cumming.

Namjoon’s POV:

She was driving me wild. In the mirror. I could see her face and right in front of me her ass was bouncing up and down. I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed her waist with both hands and stood up. She was momentarily startled but put her hands upon the mirror in front of her and looked at me, her eyes just screaming: “Yes. Fuck yes.”

I roughly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to me so I can whisper in her ear.

“Don’t get shy now,  I want them to hear that only I can make you feel and sound this way,” I whispered licking her earlobe. 

She shuddered at my command and nodded her head. I was now standing with my hands firmly on her hips, her hands planted on the mirror in front of her, I started thrusting into her as hard as I could. All you could hear was my heavy breathing, my balls slapping against her, and Y/N’s moans, cries, screams.

“Fuck!” She shouted as I pounded her pussy. I reached around and rubbed her clit. She pushed her hips back into me as I thrusted and then she started to cum. Her whole body shuddered, letting her voice spill out. 

Her pussy clamped down on my cock and that was all that I could take. I didn’t want to come inside her, so I pulled my cock out just in time and my load shot onto her back. She collapsed onto the floor with me falling right behind her.

“What the fuck Namjoon!” She shouted slapping my arm once we regained some strength. 

“Is it because of Taehyung?” She asked glaring at me. I fell silent but still looking into her eyes. She got on top of me and leaned forward to kiss me. 

“You shouldn’t feel the need to be jealous. We’ve been with each other for almost 8 years. You should already that I have no plans on leaving you anytime soon.” She smiled.

“I’m sorry.” I pouted pulling her down to kiss me again. The kiss slowly started to become more heated, but we both refrained from going any further until tomorrow night.

“I’m so embarrassed they probably heard everything.” She complained putting her clothes back on. I smiled putting my shirt back on walking over to her. 

“It’s not like this is the first time they’ve heard you,” I smirked kissing her temple.  

Laughter is the best Medicine

Originally posted by deanyw

(GIF is not mine, credit to owner)

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: dean cursing, uncontrollable laughter?

A/N: idk how this happened but apparently people like my Sam fics, and I thought it was time for another one. I hope you guys enjoy it! ( also im sorry that its on the short side)- Ouro

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Reinhardt with s/o who likes to be touched when they're feeling down/depressed. My depression has been a bitch lately and I just want cuddles ;A; Also I love your blog and I hope you guys have nice week!

Originally posted by hawaiianaquaman

Reinhardt frowned when he saw you curled up in your bed, he lowered his bag on the ground and crawled into the bed beside you, accidentally waking you from your slumber. “Hey, shh its just me.” The large German man whispered, holding you close to him, you shifted in his arms and he positioned his arms comfortably around you.

“I’m glad you’re home, and safe.” You whispered into his chest, and he made a small hum, his hand rubbing up and down your back while the other played with your hair. He hummed quietly to you, luring you back to sleep.