i hope u wanted more of my face on your dash

anonymous asked:

oh my gosh i love your writing so much? i always look forward to seeing more of it on my dash ;u; !! would you maybe think about doing a neighbor kihyun if you have time please? i'd love to see you write it asfdpih (also i hope school isn't stressing you out too much and that you are getting enough rest and you time)

find neighbor!wonho (here) ~!

  • is picky about everything, but in a good way. like he wants to keep everything pretty and organized
  • labels his containers
  • likes his pinks, yellows, and whites. that’s what his color scheme is from his white sheets to his pink toothbrush to his yellow curtains
  • “jooheon i know that this is a gift with the best intentions, but you know my thing is stripes. im not a polka dot person. im sorry, i just am not. but ill accept these slippers anyway because i love you”
  • likes to get sewing tips from the old lady down the hall
  • nags at kids who make too much noise in front of the building and he’s always going on about respect and being polite 
  • but once he saw a cockroach in his bathtub and yelled so loud he woke up the entire floor  
  • isn’t afraid to admit that he thinks stuffed animals are cute and therefore has a giant moomin on his bed. it’s cute and yes he hugs it at night 
  • takes care of his skin so well he gets compliments from everyone because he glows like the people down at the grocery are just like omg what products do you use and kihyun will gladly share his tips. he’s a sweetheart 
  • you know kihyun because like well who doesn’t????? the kids call him uncle kihyun because he’s always scolding them and the older people refer to him as the prince of your apartment complex because he’s always dressed so fancy and does his hair well
  • but on the off-chances that you’ve seen him you haven’t ever talked with him or caught his attention
  • mostly because you’re always in a rush to get to work/school. like you’re not a morning person, but kihyun seems just dandy in the morning and you’re like how
  • and it’s on one morning that you find yourself particularly messy because you stayed up all night to finish a long paper and you forgot that you had an interview later in the afternoon but you had no time to get ready
  • so you managed to put on a decent interview outfit, but your hair? your face? your overall moral? your outlook on life?
  • bad
  • and when you get into the elevator you’re thankful that it’s just you till someone comes running down the hall and slips in last second and it’s kihyun
  • looking absolutely perfect and energized and you’re still trying to brush your hair to where it looks acceptable and maybe get something on to cover your dark circles
  • and you don’t notice but kihyun is watching you a bit and he sees you stumbling, tiredly into the train station with your bag half open and when you get into the train
  • kihyun suddenly sits beside you and you’re like uh,,,,,because there’s a bunch of free seats the stop near your house is the first stop for that line
  • and kihyun is like “here let me help you.” and you’re like ?????/
  • and he takes your brush from your hands and moves your shoulders so you’re facing him and he puts his own bag on his lap and pulls out a bunch of stuff
  • and basically gives you a makeover right than and there. and im not talking like full on makeup, im talking just the basics to help you look like you know,,,,,,,,you’re not dYing
  • and he gets the knots out of your hair, the dark circles covered, some mist sprayed on. he fixes the collar of your shirt, and even hands you a granola bar because he’s like “i can tell you didn’t eat”
  • and when he’s done you don’t feel anywhere as bad as you did when you left your house and kihyun grins because he’s like “this is the first time ive seen you smile since we got into the elevator together”
  • and you tell him that you’re thankful, that you have an interview today too and he’s like “you’ll do amazing!!!” and you’re like,,,,thank you,,,,,,,for making me look presentable,,,,,rofl
  • and when it’s your stop kihyun gives you another thumbs up and you get off and can’t help but keep smiling because,,,,,,,wow he’s,,,,,,,,so sweet?????
  • and the day just feels so much easier because of your time in the morning with kihyun and your interview goes well
  • so well that when you’re heading home you get an sns that says you passed the interview and you’re so happy you do a little dance on the platform
  • and once when you finally get home you’re surprised to see kihyun on the bench outside your building and you go over and say hello and he grins and asks about the interview
  • and before you know it you’re telling him everything that happened and when you tell him you passed he pats the top of your head and you’re like ,,,,,,o,,,,oh
  • and he’s like “i knew you could do it, you’re so hardworking - ive noticed that about you” and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,he????? noticed me??????
  • and kihyun is like “as a reward, let me go buy you some good snacks”
  • and you try to refuse, but kihyun is like no no you deserve it!! and as you shyly pick something out and head to the counter kihyun is taking out his money and the cashier is like “you two look cute together, has it already been past 100 days?”
  • and you’re speechless because omg what
  • and kihyun looks over at you with a smile and he’s like “nope! this is our first day, you could say.” and the cashier is like AW how cute
  • and you’re like alhdgjfsdds what,,,,,,,,,,,does he mean by that
  • and as you’re walking back home you want to ask but you just nibble on your snack until kihyun leans over to take a bite of your food and you’re like hEY 
  • and he’s like “so, what do you think about that?” and you’re like “what?” and he’s like “about this being our first day,,,,,,i think we can make it to 100 easily.”
  • and you’re like is he???? asking me out???? and kihyun before you guys get back inside is like “so? want to meet in the morning again and we’ll ride the train together?” and you hesitate but in a small voice you go “like,,,,,,a couple?”
  • and kihyun grins and gives you another thumbs up like “yes. like a couple.” 
  • and you’re red in the face as kihyun comes closer and you think he’s going to lean in and??????? kiss you 
  • but instead he goes “i like the messy you even more you know?” and you’re like wh,,what does that mean and he pets your head again messing it up just a bit and going over to open the door
  • and yes the next morning as you’re rushing again, you think yesterday must have been a dream
  • but when you open your door, kihyun is there by the elevator waiting for you
Promise? // Lee Mark


the prompt(s): 1) Could I request a scenario for Mark like the Jungkook one you did? Except he doesn’t have to be King yet, he and the reader are just kind of sneaking around the castle and being all cute and in love then they get cAUGHT and I’m sorry this is so long!! 2) Could you write some mark Lee fluff?? Just some cute, first love type of thing?

words: 2134

category: fluff

author note: ah, mork. my precious, smol, overworked son. may he get the rest he truly deserves~ also, this is for two different requests since they both fit the same genre. please enjoy!

- destinee

Originally posted by monoka

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Even (Bucky x reader)

Good evening, sinners! On this week’s edition of Smut Saturday, I decided to go with a request that I got a while ago. It’s our dear Bucky Barnes. I hope you enjoy and have fun reading! I love you guys. xoxo

I hope you enjoy anon, wherever you may be. 

Request:  Heyyy can u do a Bucky Barnes x reader were they get a fight and the reader hits him on his private parts…Bucky trembles down right there but he stats acting weird (just to scare the reader) he behaves like he turned into the winter soldier mode and chases the reader like a hungry lion. The reader keeps screaming and Bucky can’t hold his laughter, so when he captures her…you know end it up with smuttttttt

Warnings: Cursing, oral sex (reader receiving), metal arm kink


“What the hell did I do?” You and Bucky had just walked through the front door, your back turned to him as you heard it slam shut. 

“You were flirting with him, that’s what!” He stormed off down the hall towards the bedroom, his face red with jealousy and anger. You two had gone to a club and some wasted guy came up to you and started flirting. He was drunk for crying out loud, and you were sober, so you thought nothing bad would happen. You played along with him, flirting back, watching the tipsy man make a fool of himself. 

“He was drunk! I was sober! I wasn’t actually flirting with him, Buck.” You followed him, your feet pounding down the hallway. “I was getting a laugh out of it, come on. You know I’m not that type of person.” Hurt was in your eyes. You loved Bucky, but sometimes he got jealous and you didn’t know whether or not he trusted you. You always wondered if he actually thought you would do that to him, if you would really hurt him that badly. He was pacing around the room, his arms crossed over his chest, silent. When you realized he wasn’t planning on saying anything soon, you moved from your spot against the door frame, and plopped yourself on the edge of the bed. 

“You understand that we’re not going to get anywhere if you don’t talk, right?” The annoyance could be detected in your voice, and still, you got no response. “James Buchanan Barnes, I swear to god, if you don’t say something I’m going to-” 

You were cut off by a pained groan from Bucky. As you were going off on him, you had been flinging your arms around at an attempt to emphasize your point. And by doing so, you accidentally backhanded his crotch as he paced past you. 

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Anon: Can I request a BTS reaction? Like they react to it starting to downpour (heavy rain) while you’re on a picnic date? Fluffy? I love you!

I LOVE U 2<3 and this is so cute!!!!!!!!!!


The weather was getting windy and the clouds got darker and darker by the second. 

Jin knew what was about to happen so he hurried to the store you two had been walking to and on cue with his thoughts, trickles of water made its way down and Jin was quick to act.

AHHH, Jagiya your beautiful dress will get wet!” he took off his jacket and plopped it over your head. “Awwww you’re like a little soft marshmallow” he laughed cutely and squished your face between the jacket.


Suga had been working at his studio 24/7 for the past 2 weeks due to the upcoming comeback and he had been a little grumpy when he talked to you after a long day at work.

 So when he found out from the other members you had dropped lunch off for him and left just a few minutes ago because you didn’t wanna disturb him broke his heart. He made you feel like your presence was a nuisance to him. 

He looked outside and grew wide eyed as he saw it pouring, he was quick to grab his coat and dash out his studio, mentally punching himself in the face. After a few minutes of running he saw you at the corner, soaked and waiting at the bus stop. He walked towards you slowly and gave you a back hug while his chin on your shoulder.

“Suga? What are you doing here. OMG YOU”LL CATCH A COLD” you hit him softly on the chest.

How about we warm each other up back at our place?” he smirked and intertwined his fingers with yours. 


You had always loved the rain, it was calming and soothing to you. You looked outside the practice room that you were in with J-hope and smiled.

“J-HOPPEEEEEEE it’s raining omg” you beamed and ran to him stopping him from dancing any farther. “Yeah Jagiya I can see” he giggled “I know how you love the rain” he finished as you pulled him to the window to look more at it. 

 After a few second you poked his cheek and he turned to look at you again. You stared at each other for a few seconds and both smiled.

“LET’S GO PLAY!!” you both screamed in unison and stormed out the practice room and started dancing in the rain<3. 


Rap Monster

You had been cuddling with Namjoon in bed as he wrote in his songbook. You snuggled a little closer to his chest and he noticed you got a little squirmy. 

“(Y/N) you okay?” he poked your nose and you pouted. 

He sighed and put his songbook down and laid down on the bed so your faces were an inch apart and he put his hand around your waist. “wanna tell me what’s wrong now?” you nodded “Go on” he put his full attention on you. 

Well I wanted to go to the park today with Nana (your dog) but it’s raining, what if Nana is sad because she didn’t get to go to the park today?, so if there’s a possibility she’s sad then I’m sad” as you finished Rap Mon stared at you with an ‘Aww’ expression. 

He suddenly brought his hands to his face and shook his head “GAHHHHH YOU”RE SO CUTE (Y/N)~~~~~~”


“Jimin, there’s a serious matter that need discussing now please” you smiled slightly trying not to crack your acting as you sat on the chair across from him. You found him in the cafeteria as he was eating and decided to tease him and have a little fun. 

After you said that he immediately looked up with a worried expression and questioned 

“Is something wrong? Are you okay?” he said with his mouth still have full with noodles.

 “Yes there is” you replied and grabbed his hand from across the table, he looked at you deep in the eyes anticipating what you would tell him, ready to beat anyones butt if they had messed with you. 

It’s raining outside so can you call me a taxi home, my phone died” you said bluntly. His head fell to the table and let out a big sigh “You scared me, I thought you were sad or angry with me”. You laughed “nope not at all”.

He lifted his head up *GIF and suddenly lifted his body and placed it over the table with both his arms supporting him as he inched closer to your face “That’s good” he said seductively and wellllll. Let’s just say you didn’t go home till later that night ;)


“V? Wanna go to the zoo today?” you perked your head in front of your boyfriend’s face blocking his view from his laptop. He gave you a small smile and pecked your nose. 

“Sorry Pumpkin but it’s supposed to rain all day, so the animals will all be inside. I think we should stay at our own home too” he patted your head as you pouted. 

You stood up from the bed and walked to the living room slowly from your shared bedroom, V put a confused face and followed you .2 seconds after to find you sitting on the couch by the window as it began to rain. 

“Pumpkin~~~~~” he gave you a bag hug and sat behind you “Don’t be bummed, we can have our own fun too~~” he licked your cheek quickly and you giggled.

“Okay, but I hope your ready to play CANDYLAND” you yelled as you ran to the room to get said board game. V laughed at himself hoping for more adult things to had happened ;) but he knew you were a child at heart. So for the rest of the day you played CandyLand, drank hot cocoa and well you eventually got to the mature things at the end :))))))) 


“JAGIYAAA” your boyfriend yelled in an attempt to wake you from your slumber. 

You squinted your eyes as you awoke and squirmed “What do you want?” you asked softly and in a raspy voice. “I want you to snuggle with you but you won’t move over” he giggled. 

You now fully opened your eyes and realized you had fallen asleep in the BigHit studio on the massive bean bag chair. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the park taking your new concept photos for the comeback?” you poked his nose. 

“We rescheduled, it’s raining right now” he laid down on the bean bag chair with you, your faces now 2 inches apart. “Thank god for the rain am I right?” you smirked and he lightly smacked you arm 

“You pervert, I just wanna cuddle” he smiled widely (*GIF) and that’s exactly what you two did. 

On that cold rainy night~ 

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Hello Friends! 

This took forever to come up with, plan, and create. BUT IT’S HERE! If you would like to join me, I have an entire month dedicated to bookish selfies! I love seeing all of your faces and getting to know you! General bookish photography challenges usually have that pressure of generating the highest quality photos, so I wanted to make something a little more casual. The purpose of this is to liven up my dash with everyone’s beautiful faces and of course for all of you to have fun! Plus #Revive Booklr, am I right? 

I introduce to you the AUGUST SELFIE CHALLENGE! The mechanics work the same way as any photo challenges, except this time, it’s all about showing us your face! You can tag your all posts with #August Selfie Challenge and #ASCShadowtearling so I can come find all of them and reblog! There’s no pressure to participate, obviously, but I would love it if you did! You also don’t have to participate every single day. This is totally all up to your preferences. 

I hope you join me in what I think is going to be a fun challenge!

If you have any questions, feel free to send them my way!

More specific details under the cut! :)


  1. INTRO! - Introduce yourself to us! You can tell us as much or as little as you are comfortable sharing, and show us your beautiful face! 
  2. TBR - What are you planning to read this month?
  3. FAVE BOOK - Take a selfie with your favorite book! You can even talk about why it’s your favorite in the caption
  4. FREEBIE - I just love seeing all of your gorgeous faces, so every Friday, you can post a selfie without any bookish prompt to go with it. Show off your pretty selves! (If you ever wanted to post a selfie but are too shy because no one ever asked it of you, consider this your go signal!) If you want to talk about something bookish not on this challenge list, you can use this freebie spot to do so as well.
  5. P. 113 - Take a random book, turn to page 113, and reenact the first 5-15 lines!
  6. PET! - Take a selfie with your pet! Don’t have one? Talk about your favorite fictional pet (mythical or not).
  7. CURRENT READ - Tell us about what you’re currently reading, how you feel about it, any reactions, etc. This is standard for all Mondays for the rest of the month!
  8. #SHELFIE - Take a selfie with your bookshelves!
  9. BFF! - Have a best friend? Take a selfie with them! Not that close to anyone really? Talk about your favorite duo, if you’d like to join them, why you like them, etc. Or you can do both! 
  10. SETTING - Do you live near something in which the book has taken place? Go there and take a selfie! 
  11. FREEBIE - See #04.
  12. VERSUS - Bookstores or libraries? Have a little visit to your fave bookish place, and take a selfie.
  13. BOOK BALANCING - Just how many books can you balance on your head? 
  14. CURRENT READ - See #07.
  15. VERSUS 0.2 - What’s your preferred way to read? Do you like physical books, ebooks, or audiobooks? 
  16. TOP 3 - What are the top three books that shaped you as a person?
  17. DRESS UP - Pick a book and dress like it!
  18. FREEBIE - See #04.
  19. PLACE TO READ - Where do you usually go to read? Your bed, the couch, the floor, outside?
  20. SNACKS - Do you eat snacks when you read? What’s your favorite? If not, what’s your favorite bookish snack that you wish were real or could try someday? (maybe make it if you’re up for the challenge)
  21. CURRENT READ - See #07.
  22. EMBODY - Which character do you most closely relate to? Why?
  23. THE - Pick your villain, think like them, act like them, be them for a day!
  24. CHARACTER - Which character do you think is the most underrated and deserves more love? 
  25. FREEBIE - See #04.
  26. FAVE AUTHOR - Who’s your favorite author? Dress up as them! 
  27. BEAUTIFUL - What’s the most beautiful book you own? Is it as good on the inside as it is pretty? 
  28. CURRENT READ - See #07.
  29. HAUL - What books did you acquire in the month (whether you bought them or borrowed from a library)?
  30. FAVE - What’s the best book you read this month?
  31. WRAP-UP - Talk to us about everything you read this month! If it’s ten books or none, come join the fun!


REQUESTED: our times // ong seongwoo // part 1

Originally posted by kimsjaehwan

genre: fluff // angst 

ficstyle: bulletpoints

summary:  “ ong seong woo as your prank mate “ was inspired by the Taiwanese movie “OUR TIMES” just with my own twist 

note: since this is inspired by the film; prepare for a part 2 and some tissues

  • bet. you were the most unluckiest girl in the world 
  • you always had puddles from what’s left of the rain splash you as cars pass 
  • you tripped on flat ground me 24/7 
  • your love life was non-existent why am I describing myself lmao 
  • you never cared for you appearance either regardless you were happy
  • all you needed was BTS; you loved BTS you bought everything BTS because they were your idol
  • so anyways, there was a complete shift in your life you were on your way from school when you scrummage in your bag for your headphones and found a letter
  • it was an anonymous letter addressed to you
  • fuck
  • you didn’t want to die; you haven’t even gone to a BTS concert yet
  • maybe you should write something on the letter so that there wouldn’t be any confusion for the next person
  • you saw a guy on his bike so you put the letter in his cup holder side of his backpack at this point you were panicking because you didn’t want to cause anyone harm but you didn’t wanna die
  • then a car approached you guys
  • maybe the curse had already affect you
  • huh? you were unharmed
  • instead the guy with the bike crashing into the car and he was on the ground
  • YOU WERE IN SHOCKED before you could try to see if he was okay, he got up
  • a bunch of guys with their bikes ran towards the screaming dude
  • they were your school’s bunch of delinquents
  • at this point you ran because you were gonna be late for school and you didn’t want him to find out it was you
  • “sorrysorrysorry,” you chanted as you ran away
  • the bells chimed as you sat in your seat; wheezing because you couldn’t run to save your life but hey, you’re here
  • “y/n! are you okay?” your two friends, Ai and Mina 
  • before you could answer, you saw Daniel look over at you
  • Daniel, Kang Daniel. was the most popular guy at school. He was good at everything; everybody loved him even the teachers! 
  • You were determined that it was impossible to marry anyone from BTS but Daniel was a closer choice
  • he smiled at you
  • you hastily looked away “I-I a-am FINE!”
  • “girl ok chill drink some water”
  • someone else entered the class, it was the guy that crashed into the car this morning
  • he was play fighting his way to his seat
  • everyone looked at him and his friends
  • “don’t give us shit just because we were in F Class, new system, new classes” he announced
  • apparently there was a new dean at your school, F Class will not be in action at this school since all of F Class were delinquents
  • it seems like the new dean is trying to get rid of the “bad kids” and make the school more strict, all of F Class will be placed in other classes and if they don’t pass their classes, they will be expelled
  • you felt bad for them but what could be done?
  • you saw Seongwoo take out his books from his bag and found the letter
  • “ooohhh Seongwoo’s got a love letter!! maybe it’s from Somi” (the most loved girl in the school; female version of Daniel) 
  • Seongwoo just smirked as he pulled the letter out of the envelop
  • you saw his smirk fall into a frown, he examined the letter and the envelop
  • you tried to sneak out of the classroom
  • someone headlocked you as they guided you out the classroom
  • “y/n right?? let’s go” 
  • as you felt the person released you, you saw Seongwoo sitting on a lounge chair
  •  you tried to exit the room but his friends Guanlin and Jihoon blocked the door from the other side
  • “y/n care to explain this letter?” Seongwoo waved the letter in the air
  • “u-um I.. it wasn’t me..”
  • he scoffed “you think I’m stupid? I saw you put this in my bag and at that moment, I crashed into a car. ALMOST FUCKING DIED!”
  • you flinched at the tone of his voice
  • “so.. you know what you’re gonna do for me?” 
  • he got up from his seat and made his way to you
  • you immediately covered your body
  • “YOU PERV”
  • he gave you a confused look and hit you in the head with the letter
  • “you look like a mangled dog, no thanks” 
  • although you sighed in relief, he put his arm over your head against the wall, “you’re gonna be my personal slave, or I will hand this letter to Daniel” 
  • “I’LL DO IT JUST DON’T… wait… how do you know about me liking Daniel?”
  • “oh that was just a guess, BUT NOW I KNOW”
  • you felt deceived
  • “but um… maybe I could help you with Daniel.. if you help me with Somi..”
  • surprised, you felt your jaw fall to the ground
  • Seongwoo tapped your jaw “What?! I’m not a robot, I fall in love too, idiot.”
  • “okay deal” 
  • you wished you would die instead because Seongwoo makes you run EVERYTIME, EVERYWHERE haha see what I did there 
  • he’d make you sit down so he could tutor you because he got better score than you on the exams
  • make you go to the arcade with him, knowing that you would lose at every game
  • you bought him melon bread, honey butter chips and banana milk, every break you got
  • it was hell but maybe he did that so that you could see Daniel all the time, since Daniel works at the student store?
  • NAH, Seongwoo wasn’t that nice, he just wanted snacks
  • you ran to Seongwoo, out of breathe and before you could set the snacks down, he grabbed your wrist and dashed out
  • “DUDE I AM TIRED AF WTH WE GOT CLASS” you tried to push up your glasses every .5 seconds
  • he stopped outside the school, in front of the wall surrounding the school
  • “I don’t wanna go to class, let’s skip”
  • this boy
  • he placed you into a headlock
  • you glared at him through the rims of your glasses
  • “i hate you”
  • he smiled and tried to push you over the wall
  • you guys ended up going to a bookstore where they sell cd albums and artist merch
  • you held up a Park Jimin my bias plushy
  • “is he your favorite?”
  • you nodded, “but I love BTS as a whole”
  • knowing that you spent all your allowance on his ass, you placed the plushy back down and walked around the store
  • Seongwoo held your wrist
  • “y/n, thanks for these past few weeks, you’ve made it really fun. lemme repay you with a new look”
  • you were confused but once again, you were dragged against your will and into a salon
  • Seongwoo had a proud face 
  • “this is my sister, she’s a stylist,a good one too, she’ll make you look good for Daniel”
  • “EXCUS-” 
  • he already left 
  • MONDAY (you guys skipped class on Friday)
  • you came to school and you felt weird
  • it’s been years since you actually had a haircut from the salon, you usually just hack it out of your face
  • Seongwoo’s sister made you get contacts too, it felt weird
  • everyone was looking at you as you walked onto school property
  • out of all the faces, you saw Seongwoo in the student store
  • “SEONGWOO!!”
  • he turned to look at you, and he was in shocked, everyone was
  • you’d changed into a bright-eyed young lady
  • before you looked like a stray dog with glasses making you look 10x gloomier
  • but you were always smiley, you were always the same
  • as you dashed towards the store, you saw Somi and Daniel sitting together 
  • “y/n?” Daniel called out to you
  • “yes?”
  • “wow. you look different. you look pretty” he scratched the back of his head and looked at his feet
  • you saw him wearing a cast on his wrist
  • “what happened?” you pointed to his cast
  • “he injured it while b-boying” Somi responded with a sweet smile
  • “oh okay.. I hope it’ll be okay”
  • you rushed in the store, your face was burning hot
  • tbh that was the longest you’d ever talk with Daniel, that was the first time he ever called you by your name
  • Seongwoo gave you the popsicle that you’d usually share with people
  • “here’s your chance”
  • he gave you a reassuring shove out the doors of the store and smiled
  • you smiled back and gave the popsicle to Daniel so that he could ice his injury
  • Seongwoo turned around from the scene before you could look back to thank him
  • although you were talking to Daniel, you thought of Seongwoo, how much you wanted to thank him for everything
  • this was your turn to help him
  • “Ong Seongwoo!”
  • everyone turned to see what was going on
  • “you’ve skipped school for 3 days now, 3 strikes and you’re out. Come with me to my office, Y/N you too!
  • before you could say anything, Daniel stepped in
  • “Y/n went to the hospital with me when I hurt my wrist. I’m sorry for not adding that into my leave-note”
  • why would Daniel lie for you?
  • “Seongwoo helped clean up the mess from the art room with me as well!” Somi spoke for Seongwoo
  • what was going on?
  • you thought, ah this is the chance for Seongwoo to talk to someone he liked for so long

Imagine your brother checking in on you and Chris.

A/N: Part 3 of ‘Just Friends’ 😊 I love every part of this, I hope I’m not being conceited when I say that. 😂 You can read the previous parts here: (Just Friends: Part 1/Part 2)

Chris sat on the floor with his back against your sofa; the hands on your clock were slowly ticking over to midnight. He took a bite of his pizza and eyed you as your black Sharpie dashed lines along the top left corner of the pizza box. It was your turn to be the hangman, to create a word, phrase, or message for Chris to guess. You’d guessed his phrase ‘bossy control freak’ fairly quickly, and that phrase resulted with a half eaten pizza crust being tossed at his face. Now it was his turn, and from the number of blank spaces- he knew it wasn’t 'egotistical asshole’ 'cause well- that would’ve been too easy.
_ _ _   _ _ _   _ _ _   _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _   _ _ _   _ _ _ _ _

“Why is it so long?” Chris asked and you shrugged, taking a bite of your slice of Hawaiian pizza. You slid pizza box over to him and he ran his index finger across the dashes, pondering with furrowed brows and pursed lips. “I’m going to start with the vowels, I guess. Give me an A,” he told you and slid the box back across.

_ _ _   A _ _   _ _ _   _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _   _ _ _   _ _ _ _ _

“Is there an E?”

“Let’s see, shall we?”

_ _ _   A _ E   _ _ _   _ _ E _ _ _ _ _   _ _ E   _ _ _ _ _

“Three Es,” Chris pressed a finger to his lips, tapping the tip of his nose. “Okay, um- can I get an I?”

“You most certainly can,” you nodded.

_ _ _   A _ E   _ _ _   _ _ E _ _ I _ _   _ _ E   _ I _ _ _

“That doesn’t help,” he laughed and you smirked. “Okay, give me an O and a U while I take a bite of this pizza.” You did as he asked while he did as he said. He chewed his bite slowly, watching you with a smile on his lips. Everything about you did something for him. Even as you laid on your stomach on the floor, makeup free, and in your grey 'Basic’ sweatshirt and your sheepdog print pajama pants- he thought you looked beautiful. He wished every night could be spent like this, with your company. Even though he’d rather a little less hangman and a lot more kissing, he couldn’t complain; he was with the girl he’d spend every minute with if he could.

_ O U   A _ E   _ O _   _ _ E _ _ I _ _   _ _ E   _ I _ _ _

“What’s next?” You looked up at him and tried not to blush at the way he was looking at you. “What’s next, asshat?” He chuckled because he knew 'asshat’ came from one of your favorite shows 'Supernatural’. The two of you binge-watched it when Sebastian was out of town and he came to take care of you because you had a terrible stomach bug. “Well?” You asked as he studied the letters he already had.

“Is the first word 'you’ and the second word 'are’?”

Y O U   A R E   _ O _   _ _ E _ _ I _ _   _ _ E   _ I _ _ _

“Well done,” you smiled, capping the pen before you took another bite. “Do you want some time to study the riddle?” You murmured with your mouth full, sliding the box over to him. He stopped it with his hand and picked it up; his head tilted adorably as he went over the possibilities in his head. You hoped he figured it out soon because you were starting to lose your inhibitions. Alcohol may not have been involved, but the way his fingers were playing with his lips…

“You’re making me lose my mind.”

“I’m sorry your riddle is so hard,” Chris countered and you realized you’d said that out loud instead of in your head. The heat rose to your cheeks and you dropped your gaze picking at the pineapple on your pizza. “Would you hate me if I give up?” He asked and you shook your head, getting off your belly and sitting cross-legged instead. “Can you tell me what it is?” He asked and you took the box back from him. He watched as you uncapped the pen and filled in the blanks, a soft chuckle escape his throat when he read what you wrote.

Y O U   A R E   N O T   S P E N D I N G   T H E   N I G H T

“Tell me something I don’t know,” he rolled his eyes, trying not to smile at the idea of spending the night one day. “Is that your not so subtle way of kicking me out?” He asked and shoved the final bite of his pizza into his mouth, waiting for an answer of some kind from you.

You wanted to nod, but you couldn’t. You didn’t want him to go, you wanted him to stay the night. You’d spent the last seven years being just friends with a guy you had a major crush on. You spent the first three years of your friendship thinking that was all you’d ever have with him, that he wouldn’t be interested in someone eleven years younger than him. He thought the same, thinking he was way too old for you and that Sebastian would never approve even though he’d stated time and time again “you can date her after she turns twenty-three.” Chris always thought it was a joke, so he watched you date guys your age and he dated women his. It wasn’t until you were twenty-three that he admitted to having some feelings for you, which you kind of pushed aside as he was drunk and you weren’t ready to be a relationship with him. Then you turned twenty-four and he told you- sober- that he liked you. But before anything else could happen, you found out he was directing your first piece creating a bit of conflict.

“What are you smiling at?” Chris caught your ankle in his hand and pulled you towards him. You giggled and swatted his hand away, but made no effort to move back to your original spot. “What?” He asked, getting onto his knees so he could inch closer. He knew he made a promise, but he was getting real tired of being friends with you; he wanted more. “What are you smiling at?” He whispered, his lips inches from yours.

“Nothing.” Your hand gently caressed his face and he pushed his all of his weight onto his left hand as his right moved to rest on your waist. “I was just thinking about what I said in the car, and how I’m right and you’re wrong about our level of self-control.”

“Oh, I knew this would happen,” he told you, his thumb rubbing gentle circles into your side. “I just said all that to get myself here.” You chuckled softly with a shake of your head. “There was no way I was leaving before something happens. I want you way too much,” he admitted breathlessly.

“What are you waiting for?” His lips barely brushed yours when his phone rang. “Don’t pick it up,” you urged him, but he had to; it could’ve been important. “My God, Chris,” you groaned as he sat back down, answering the call. “You’re an idiot,” was your response to him mouthing “I’m sorry.”


“Get the hell out of my sister’s apartment,” Sebastian’s voice came through and Chris flinched, looking around the vicinity for a hidden camera. There had to be one, the timing was too perfect. You knew from Chris’ expression that it must have been Sebastian and you cursed out Mrs. Baker next door who was Sebastian’s little spy. “Don’t think I don’t know what’s happening in there, asshole. Mrs. Baker from across the hall called me when the two of you arrived home. It’s almost midnight, you’ve eaten your pizza. Now get out of her apartment and go home.”

“C'mon, man. You know I’m-”

“Go home, Chris,” Sebastian growled and Chris sighed, looking over at you. You sighed and nodded, agreeing with Sebastian even though you couldn’t hear what he was saying. This was a mistake, the two of you couldn’t do this- not now. “Go home, please.”

“Yeah,” Chris grabbed his jacket off the couch as he got to his feet, giving you a small smile as he made his way to the front door. “I’m going.”

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Part 4

anonymous asked:

hey do you have any fics like tif? love u

hi anon !!! sorry this literally took me a week i’ve been super busy but anyways, here are some fics that are similar to TIF in the sense that some of them follow the formula of TIF as in the whole miscommunication, pining, not admitting their feelings, someone leaves etc, and some are fwb fics, and some both. obviously TIF is rly unique so these aren’t gonna be exactly similar, so these are some fics that in some way remind me of TIF but anyways, hope u enjoy !!!

Fics like TIF 

Love Is A Rebellious Bird by @gloriaandrews and @100percentsassy

AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who “has made Mozart cool again” according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

Don’t hum Bolero.

Into The Blue by zarah5

AU. In which Louis is Harry’s scuba instructor and quite happy to provide the requested special treatment, pun fully intended. It can’t be all that difficult to convince Harry that they’re on the same page, right? Also, Niall and Liam may or may not be dating, and Zayn is surrounded by emotionally stunted idiots. He bears it with dignity.

Fall At My Door by @fullonlarrie

A-list actor Harry Styles and award-winning musician Louis Tomlinson have an acquaintances-with-benefits relationship, so whenever their busy professional lives happen to land them in the same city, they meet up. It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement.

And that’s all it is. Until it isn’t.

A Little Love (is better than none) by @horsegirlharry

It’s supposed to be no strings attached sex, but Harry’s in love with beauty and tragedy and Louis Tomlinson so there might actually a few strings they’re not talking about.Or, alternately, the four times they fuck and don’t kiss, and one time they fuck and do (with a few more times thrown in because I’m a mess and know how to write short fics).

more under the cut!

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Delicate - Daehwi Au

- admin xion

Originally posted by parkswoojin

genre: angst with smol fluff
member: lee daehwi
word count: 1418
requested: no

- daehwi was always the soft kind
- and he is
- he’s never gotten into a fight
- he has never hurt somebody
- and his rejection to girls are always so sweet and gentle
- people get confused a lot from either a crush or just a friend since he’s so kind
- he was always willing to lend a helping hand
- in fact, he even gets along with the “bad boys” of the school due to his intelligence and kindness
- everyone admired him
- you did too
- you just did it from afar
- in gym class, you all were playing volleyball
- a sport you were somewhat good at
- the gym was split up into two courts with males on one side and females on the other side
- as you were waiting to go up, you notice daehwi on the court
- he wasn’t that good
- but he was smiling to brightly
- the two girls beside you squealed as they also admired him
- you turned your head back to his direction as you notice him making eye contact with you
- he quickly turns his head and sits down on the bench, far from you
- you deeply sighed as it was your turn to go onto the court
- mid-way into playing, you heard a large amount of laughter
- you ignored it at first until you heard it again for the second time
- looking behind you, it was him
- he was laughing at one of the jokes his friend made as everyone surrounding him followed to do the same thing
- his laughing soon fades away as his eyes trail up onto the floor and eventually makes eye contact with you
- “Y/N!” a voice yells as you felt a strong force being hit onto your head
- as you (somehow) passed out, everyone on the bench rushed to the scene
- daehwi’s jaw was slightly dropped as he felt sort of guilty
- “i’ll take her to the nurse’s office,” daehwi spoke, stopping all sorts of conversations
- the gym teachers nod as daehwi picks up your arm and slides your body onto his back (he gives u a piggyback ride basically)
- time skip woosh
- you soon wake up onto a somewhat-okay bed as you notice your hand is being played around with
- your eyes investigate more as daehwi looked so concentrated on your hand
- “so… soft” daehwi mumbles quietly
- his eyes meet yours as he instantly jumps back
- you sit up a bit as you could feel your heart beating a bit
- “it’s fine, thank you for bringing me here,” you thanked softly
- you noticed how daehwi’s fingers were still intertwined with yours as he suddenly goes back to concentrating in it
- “your hand is just so-
- delicate,” he says as he picks up your hand softly
- you noticed some cut and scratches all over his hands
- “what happened to your hand?” you asks
- daehwi breaks his attention from yours and looks at his blankly
- “oh,” he says with an expression unreadable
- “it’s nothing,” he says with a smile
- the smile was somewhat forced
- but you didnt wanna provoke him more so you left it to that as you nodded
- there was an awkward silence as you suddenly sneezed
- “bLESS YOU” daehwi blurted as you softly smiled and thanked him
- the bell rung daehwi suggested you’d both get back to class
- you agreed as you left the nurse’s room
- time skip woOSH
- you were getting ready to go home, stopping your locker to get your bag
- opening it fell a bunch of notes
- you didnt open any of them
- because you knew what all of them had written inside
- “ahh whatta waste of paper,” you mumbles as you got your bag and collect all the fallen papers
- you closed your locker with the pieces of paper in your other hand
- heading towards the garbage, you placed them all into it as you headed out the school grounds
- walking home, you heard yelling
- your head turned towards the chaos as you noticed a familiar face standing beside someone in a suit
- there was a black car in front of them
- “you’re exactly like your mother. nothing but a useless piece of shit. we should’ve aborted you, i told that dumbass to do it but she didn’t,” the man scoffed
- lee daehwi
- stood there blankly as he stared down onto the floor
- your footsteps slowed down as you didnt notice anything
- you could hear your heart beating out of nervousness for him
- but his heart must’ve been racing
- “are you even listening? you’re so disrespectful. you’re idiotic like your mother. she’s the only reason why you aren’t in an orphanage right n- yAH LEE DAEHWI” he raised his voice
- as though he knew
- daehwi lifted his head up from the ground and saw you
- your eyes widened
- beginning to run as fast as you could
- you ran
- without knowing why
- you just did
- stumbling, you quickly rushed into your house
- and dashed into your room
- dropping into your bed
- “fuck,” you mumbled
- “whathefuck did i just do?”
- time skip woooosh
- you entered the school
- trying to avoid daehwi at all cost
- you shouldn’t have seen that
- but you did
- what if he wasn’t okay?
- what if he isn’t smiling like he always does?
- does that mean he faked his smiles when someone asks him how his night was?
- you sighed as you opened your locker
- more notes flew out
- “maybe there’s something positive for once,” you thought to yourself
- you picked up a note and opened it
- “you’re a slut. just k-“
- you crumpled the piece of paper before you read the rest
- you could hear laughs from afar
- either they were laughing at you or laughing at a joke about you
- or was that selfish to think of it?
- because no one likes you
- so why would they even laugh at you if you’re not worthy of their breath?
- “hhhfuck,” you mumbled to yourself
- you repeated the same process
- picked up the papers
- threw them into the garbage
- “how about you throw yourself into the garbage as well?” a voice spoke
- you turned around to see no one even looking at your direction
- you knew someone said it
- it couldn’t have been your imagination
- but then again,
- you’re thoughts and opinions on yourself speak louder than the harsh words they’d throw out
- you deeply sighed as you headed to class
- you spotted daehwi laughing as you wondered if he fakes his smiles
- hoping he wouldn’t see you
- but like a magnet he attracts his eyes to yours and notices you
- you dash into class, avoiding him
- tapping your foot, he slowly comes into class and for some reason, takes the seat beside you
- you glanced over as you noticed his hands were more red and had marks all over
- wooden stick marks you were so familiar with in preschool
- some cuts weren’t treated as his fingers looked rough
- “heh, i know. my hands aren’t as delicate like yours,” he speaks up
- you were flustered as you softly nodded
- “you know, you should tell them to stop putting notes into your locker,” he says
- you stared blankly
- as you could feel anger rage apon you
- he notices how close you are to breaking down
- “it isn’t that easy,” you spoke trying to keep your temper from exploding
- because they wont
- in fact
- they’ll make it worse than just notes
- class soon begun as silence filled the air
- midway into writing, you glanced over to notice daehwi investigating on his hand as his pencil was dropped onto the floor
- he winced in the pain
- “lee daehwi, do you want to go to the nurse’s office?” the teacher spoke up
- he nodded and forced a smile
- “y/n, go with him please,” she added on
- you soon followed him into the nurse’s room as he sat down beside the first aid kit, struggling to open it by himself
- “it’s fine, i’ll treat your wounds,” you spoke as you opened it for him
- you took out the blisters, treated the cuts and more as he softly smiled
- “your hands are so delicate,” he says, admiring them
- “what’s with you and all this delicate stuff?” you asks
- daehwi softly chuckles as he leans in towards you
- “my mom used to tell me,

- even delicate soft flowers can survive through a harsh tornado,”

anonymous asked:

Hey mom! So tomorrow (June 1st) is my birthday, and since I absolutely adore your writing to Jupiter and back, I was wondering if you could write a small Joshua AU? Like maybe how he would celebrate his s/o's birthday with them or something like that? I hope this is not too much to ask!! Love you and I hope you have a nice day!~

im a little late,,,but i hope this post reaches u as a cute birthday gift!!! 

  • so on the day of ur birthday u wake up and like most days ur doing ur best to roll out of bed when u feel ur phone go off
  • and it’s a text from ur boyfriend u can tell by the special tone that goes off because joshua had sheepishly admitted that he’d like it if u made his contact tone like,,,,,different from everyone elses
  • you guys actually have matching ones 4 each other,,,,,his buddies do not let him live this down
  • but yeah u check ur phone and it’s the usual good morning i love u,,,,but also a happy birthday message followed by hearts and stars and then,,,
  • the text bubble pops up and u see a message: can u meet me at the bus stop near u in 10min?
  • and ur a little surprised because joshua,,,,likes to plan,,,,so ud expected him to send u something later in the day like an afternoon date or something,,,,but it’s p early??? and 10 min??? josh always texts like an hour in advance
  • but u shrug and try ur best to get ready,,,managing to dash out just in time but when u get the bus stop???? it isn’t joshua??? it’s seokmin???
  • and ur like,,,, “ur not,,,,joshua?” and seokmin tilts his head and is like “im not?” jokingly before smiling and handing u something behind his back 
  • it’s a card and it says “take the bus and come find me at the place we first met!~” in joshua’s hand writing
  • and ur like hmmm what is this,,,some kind of game 
  • and u look at seokmin who turns away and pretends to be interested in the trees and ur like seokmin,,,,,,tell me,,,,,,and he’s like idk anyone named seokmin anyway the bus is coming and i gtg byeeee
  • and with that the boy walks away and u hear the bus pull up to the stop and u hold the card,,,,,thinking about that time u met joshua at the second-hand bookshop in the mall,,,,
  • how he’d looked so,,,,,serene standing between the dusty shelves,,,a stack of books in his hands and glasses slopping off his nose,,,,
  • but again,,,,when u get to the stop near the mall,,,heading for the bookstore u try to look in every aisle but no joshua???
  • until u see him,,,,,,,,,mingyu,,,,
  • and u go up to him and ur like ??? where is joshua and mingyu is like “you mean,,,,where is the love of your life~” and ur like wha- and mingyu is like “it’s what ur saved as in his phone so i was just wondering-”
  • and ur like mingyu shush now is there another card??? and mingyu grins and is like there is here u go and on this one,,,it says “sorry,,,,ill really be there this time!! walk from the mall toward the park!!”
  • and u sigh scrunching ur nose up and looking at mingyu and ur like “is he going to be there?” and mingyu is like “soooo did u save joshua as ur cutiepie??? angel???? fluffybutt???” and ur like uGH fine ill just go thanks for n o help and mingyu winks as he sees u off
  • and as u get to the park,,,,you notice the balloons near the swings and u go over and someone is one the swing and ur like “joshu-”
  • but instead when they jump off and turn around all u see is,,,,,seungcheol and ur like “nOT again wHERE IS MY boyFRIEND”
  • and seungcheol is like “what,,,,am i not good enough/???” faking a dramatic look on his face and ur like “seungcheol, seriously wh-”
  • but ur words are cut off because you feel a set of hands wrap you up in a hug,,,,the familiar voice against your ear that goes “happy birthday~”
  • and ur like,,,joshua,,,,,
  • and u turn around and see him,,,,,smiling and he tugs you closer but u can see the blush spreading over his cheeks because tbh joshua has never been big on pda so he must be embarrassed in front of seungche - oh wait
  • when u pull back u see the rest of seventeen standing behind you guys,,,,,,minghao holding a cake and jun a huge stuffed animal
  • and the rest of them have more balloons and joshua is still red,,,,but he holds ur hand in his and he’s like “we can have something private later,,,but the guys wanted to celebrate ur birthday too so,,,,,”
  • and u hear vernon chuckle and he’s like “joshua don’t lie,,,,you’re the one who planned this because u love them too damn much” 
  • and u look at joshua whose like “wh-whAt- no i - to -totally didn’t,,,,,,” 
  • but it is TOTALLY obvious he did
  • and u cant help but bite back ur lip because u wanna smile so wide and u can’t believe,,,,,that he got everyone here on ur day,,,,,
  • and you lean up to kiss his cheek instead and the boys break out into a cheer and seungkwan is like “let me get my phone out i need pics-”
  • and joshua uses a hand to cover his face and he’s like nO but ur like joshua!!! it’s my birthday,,,,please??
  • and after a second he puts his hand down and is like ,,,,,,, “i cant say no,,,,,to u on ur birthday,,,,,,”
  • and u lean up to kiss him again so seungkwan can take the picture
  • but u also whisper “u cant say no to me everyday joshua hong don’t lie hehe”
  • you guys eat cake in the park and woozi makes u and joshua crowns out of flowers (which no one knew he could do. like what skills,,,,)
  • and it’s cute you spend the day with your love and your friends,,,,,but after joshua tells u he has dinner planned just for you two,,,,,,,,hoshi tries to figure out where u guys are going but jeonghan pulls him away by the ear LOL 
Boyfriend Rap Monster

Originally posted by forjimin

thank you but sorry, I love you more ;)

  • a solid 90% of the relationship is you being unaware of just how much of your things he’s broken. he bribes the other guys into keeping it on the dl or into distracting you while he runs to the store and buys you a replacement item, while hoping you don’t notice the switch out
  • also, there’s been numerous date nights ruined as you’re just finished making yourself feel beautiful & seokjin is ringing you like; “ah, sorry to bother you but ^_^’” …” and you know
  • “what bone did he break this time?” you ask immediately
  • the next few weeks are spent babying namjoon, as he milks his injury for sympathy
  • sometimes forgetting he’s a perv when you look at his cute dimpled smile or when he’s sleepy and nuzzles his face into your neck, acting cute and adorable
  • then he says “you know … the doctor said that blowjobs help heal bones, just saying” and that image is shattered
  • taking pity on his hair so you make him deep condition it & buy him high quality products
  • sweet talks you in English around the guys to make you flustered but they’re innocent as hell, thinking he’s just trying to tease them about not being fluent like him so namjoon’s like;
  • “babe, just wait until I get you home”
  • and the guys are exaggerating their nods & butting in; “oh, yes, yes, I agree, me also. what do you think jungkook?” “pardon? I was not listening to him” and they think they’re so funny
  • if only they knew
  • being the photographer behind #kimdaily
  • over protective bf
  • if another guy so much as looks at you, his arm is suddenly around you and he’s acting all lovey-dovey
  • deep conversations
  • talking about the future
  • him loving it when you’re in his bed, even if it’s only to cuddle or talk. but if you wanna have sex then that’s cool too, he’s down >.>
  • is secretly pretty fragile, more so in the past, but still :(
  • any of his jealousy stems from that feeling of insecurity, more so than it has anything to do with you or your actions
  • and if he pulls away, or clings too tightly, it’s bc of this too
  • so make sure you show him your love, but not by just saying it. words can only mean so much. namjoon is an intelligent, philosophical perv so having deep discussions with him, pouring your heart out, shows him that you trust and care for him
  • but so does giving head so whichever you prefer, he’s cool w that
  • kissing his dimples
  • sometimes just sits back to watch you joke around with the boys. as the leader, he adores them so much & is always looking out for them. the same for you. so watching all his precious ppl get along so well is so :””)
  • bitching with his mom about his destructive habits
  • “when he was 3 is when it started … first, he broke my favourite pearl necklace, then he ….” and while namjoon loves watching you & his mother bond, not like this … not like this
  • isn’t the type to judge you if you’re into partying. he gets that u have every right to drop it low & get drunk if u want (& enjoys watching you let loose) but has a line u can’t cross. he refuses to let you drink too much and brings you home if you try to cross this stage. being blind drunk & not knowing your own name is different to having fun and thikning of someone using that to their advantage, doing who knows what, makes him sick
  • “c’mon, we’re going home,” he tells you. and if he’s not out that night, he makes one of your friends take care of you. they know how serious he is about this & would never dare ignore his wish
  • acts goofy & silly with you, having dance battles & sing offs
  • if often too busy with work to be there a lot but is still very devoted to you and the relationship. worries that you might leave him bc of this but through communication from both sides, this fear of his can be resolved. overall, there’s a sense of security and protection, both of you feeling comfortable enough to be yourselves. it’s a mature relationship with a healthy dash of childish fights & pouts & shitty excellent twerking to embarrass the boys

◠ the tulip dress ◡

Originally posted by visual-17

a/n: thank u bun!! this is such an ancient request asxnajis imma try to get better at writing them pls pray for me. also when will svt do an angsty concept its so hard finding gifs tht fit;;

» word count: 1,264

» includes: angst + minor drinking + minor fluff

The sole thing Soonyoung could remember from that day was screaming. Well, it was the most apparent thing he could remember, the thing most precedent in his mind as he sat slouched over his drink at the bar. There were little things he could remember too, like how tight his fists were clenched when you slapped the vase of flowers off the dinner table, leaving faded yellow tulips to solemnly decorate the floorboards.

Soonyoung still felt his lips tingle with the curses he spat. The words were ringed with such venom and potent misery that clear droplets began spilling from your eyes, rolling to your chin so they could glisten for just one more second before falling. You were screaming at each other from opposite sides of the dinner table, faces leaning in closer and closer until you both hissed the fatal bullet, let’s break up.

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im lov my mutuals

uhhh hi it’s your local loser here again but this time im full of love (pls excuse the lack of a banner im. lazy and i have writing to do hsjfdsj)!! over the past few monhs, i’ve made a Heckton of new mutuals nd i want to appreciate all of u because you all mean a Lot to me nd make my crocodile heart sing, so here goes!! (im sorry in advance if i mess up your notifs this got too long nd im the worst :(() 

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Request: can u do an imagine wherein y/n is a college student and is having a hard time balancing her studies and having a long distance relationship with Justin and Justin plans a surprise for her and does all these cute stuff to y/n.

Sorry for the wait. Hope It was worth it.

Originally posted by beliectionerimagines

Time. It’s either your best friend or your worst nightmare. - A blessing or a curse - A hero or a villain. There are so many scenarios that can play out around the little hands of a mechanical machine that hangs on a dull wall.

In my case, at this second, I honestly could not hate time anymore then right now. It feels like it’s purposely teasing me, trying to boil my blood with every agonisingly slow second. I swear I think I can
hear the clock laughing at me. Each tick of the hands is a tiny giggle directed only at me.

There is so little time left, yet it feels like an eternity more. Just a few more seconds…





Oh thank God! With both hands, I swipe up all my equipment from in front of me and shove them aggressively back into my book bag. Not even letting Mr Martin compete his lecture on political opinions, I rush out the door and away from that nightmare of a class.

On the campus grounds, I’m immediately greeted with rushing students all around, all with the same determined goal and that is to get as far away from this hell hole as possible. Without even sparing a glance in the opposite direction, I’m immediately on the rush towards the girls dormitories.

My dorm room once I had approached it was my number one priority, quickly dashing inside as quick as possible, slamming the door with a sigh behind me. But It wasn’t as if I could just stop, drop and do nothing. I had hours and hours of studying ahead of me, and I was already having trouble keeping my eyes open.

It’s times like this I really wish Justin was here. To calm me down during times of anxiety and stress. I just miss him so much but I don’t have the heart to ask him to come and visit. He’s doing what he loves and I would never make myself a priority during a time made for belieber’s.

Many hours later, my dorm mate had been in out of the room for the last 20 minutes, yelling and laughing about with her friends. This totally threw me off, losing my train of thought somewhere between my books and the noise.

A sigh escaped my lips, fingers applying pressure to my temples in agitation. I can’t do this, not while I’m this distracted. I need my baby boy.  

After rubbing the corners of my eyes of the sleep forming, and removing my glasses from my face, I finally decided on a break and reached for my phone, quickly dialling Justin’s number for a facetime call.

It dialed, and dialled and dialled until….”Yo this is JB. Im probably busy in the studio or performing so just a leave a message and I’ll get back to you soon.” 

“Hey Jay baby. I know your probably busy but I really just wanted to call. Schools been really hectic and I just needed to hear your voice. Call me back as soon as you can. Love you.”

“Hey, Y/N! Can you run down to the store and buy us some beer.”

My head shot over to the door of my room, a sigh escaping my lips. It annoys me that my roommate is too late lazy to go out and do it herself, deciding to disturb my study session instead, but then again, a break and something to get Justin off my mind was definitely well needed.

It was still sun up outside, it being only a few past 2 in the afternoon meaning people were more then likely just finishing there own classes for today. Deciding to leave my phone at home, I swiped up my dorm keys and my wallet, and made my way out of the dormitory.

The walk to the local walmart was short and quite enjoyable. The late summer breeze sang around me, swaying my hair slightly as I strolled down the bustling paths. Students surrounded the entirety of the campus grounds, either chatting or finishing off some work. 

But my mind was set firmly on Justin. Oh how I missed him. 2 weeks ago was the last time we had spoken. 3 months since we had seen each other. It was as if he was only seeming to become busier and busier as purpose tour went on.

And the fact that our relationship is very private worries me slightly. Justin could honestly get away with messing around with a girl if he wanted to. Not that I didn’t trust him. But no one knows about us, so it only makes me more anxious about this whole situation.

As the doors of walmart retracted, allowing me access inside, I quickly dashed over to the alcohol section, grabbing ahold of the cheapest and most affordable box I could find. After a bit of struggle, I had managed to make it over to the register to pay for the beer, only to be suddenly interrupted by a loud yell from outside. 


It sounded high pitched and more shocked then anything. My eyes darted towards the windows of the store, peering outside at the scene before me. the Young cashier doing the same. 

All I caught sight of was a black SUV surrounded by a mob of girls. Suspicion drew within me, only one person I know that could cause such commotion running through my head. No, that’s ridiculous. He’s in New Zealand right now, half way across the world!

“Ma’am!” The boy called, it sounded as if he had been trying for my attention for a while. My head whipped back to stare at the boy, eyes wide.


“That’ll be 19.99.” He repeated, holding his hand out expectantly.

“Oh.” I mumbled, reaching out to hand the boy a twenty dollar note before grabbing a hold of the heavy box and quickly making my way outside. 

Gliding through the mob of girls was hard, and I tried everything to just ignore the scene and attempt to just get this box home as quick as possible, but the shouts of these girls had me drawn further and further in curiousity, one in particular catching me off guard.


Justin?! I-It can’t be! can it?

My head immediately whipped around, turning to acknowledge the SUV parked rather close to me. My eyes locked on the tinted window supporting the back seat, squinting slightly as if something in me just knew something. And before I knew it, the door was opening. 

Slowly, but it was opening, a figure finding its way out of the car. Screams had enhances, more girls appearing at the realisation of the pop icon in our campus but out of every girl, his eyes seemed to only be on one. Me.

My eyes watered, tears threatening to spill at sight and the box I was holding immediately slipped from my fingers, a small crack sounding as it impacted the floor. “Justin?” I whispered. 

A smile played at his perfectly plump lips, arms spreading slightly as if to say ‘you guessed it!’

At that moment, Mikey stepped out of the front seat, a bouquet of bright red and white roses, and multiple shopping bags from stores such as Pink, Nike, VS, Lou boutin and Pandora In hand. All topped with a large card sticking out the top of the roses reading ‘To My babygirl, Love Jay baby.’

Instantly smiling at the use of my nickname to him, I looked over into his eyes with a grateful and loving smile.

“I’m right here baby girl.” He mumbled but to me, it was the loudest thing i could hear. Instantly, I pressed my body forward, wasting no time but to jump into his arms. Ignoring all the confused and jealous stares emitting from all around, I pressed my lips against his as he supported me by placing his arms under my ass.

Both arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him to me to intensify the kiss. 

God, I missed his lips so much.

“You’re here.” I mumbled. 

“I’m here.” he repeated. “Right here.”


kairos (n.) — the perfect, delicate, crucial moment: the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement; also, weather // but it seems as if jihoon can’t seem to grasp the right timing for anything involving you

genre: fluff + angst

word count: 2.5K

pairing: reader x park jihoon

a/n: can you tell that i’m absolute trash for wanna one oops ! i also take requests so just slip into my ask if you want to see anything in particular :“)

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Gang Fight - Seongwoo Au

- admin xion

Originally posted by kingdans

genre: fluff but with swearing and beating ppl up lol-
member: ong seongwoo
word count: 1280
requested: yes
side notes: i’ve never been into anything about gangs nor gang fights itself so this shit is gonna be hELLA OFF DON’T BASH ME HHHHH

requested by: anon

Hiiii^^ could you write a series with seongwoo and oc where he is in a gang (wanna one) and she gets tangled up in his business somehow like idk he’s running away and she happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time so he has to hide her and then gets annoyed at her but then meets her again at some other point and has to protect her and they fall in love?? Omg I feel like I just wrote everything..TT

- mmk lets do this
- pewpew seongwoo
- my fav concept
- gang gang
- skrt skrt
- okay im sorry
- lol sike im not
- u thought
- how do i begin this
- u were walking
- with your basic schoolgirl uniform and the small little baggie with earbuds in and the nice curly swirly hair oH WOWWW
- you were going to the nearby bus stop to make your way home from class
- today the bus stop was extremely empty
- you were the only person there
- sorta scared bUT OH WELL RIGHT????
- as you continued to hum the tune to the song your phone was playing
- “for fuck sakES” the man cried as he quickly picked up the phone and paused the music
- “oNG SEONGWOO” a voice aggressively yelled
- he quickly
- and deeply
- sighed as he took your wrist and began running
- you had a hard time keeping up with his pace
- (;
- what
- anyways
- and was slowing him down in which he noticed
- he groaned and rolled his eyes as he suddenly picked you up bridal style and began running into a corner you weren’t familiar with
- your bag somehow managed to stay onto your shoulders as he quickly kicked open a door and barged inside with multiple men sitting around
- “myfUCKINGGOD” the one who carried you yelled as he threw you onto the couch
- “seongwoo, why is there a girl in our hideout?” asked the extremely tall one
- “i bet he was being chased again by those same douches,” spoke the one who was flipping through channels
- your heart was beating quickly
- why the fuck are they acting like this is normal?
- “you could’ve at least brought home a girl with bigger boobs but mmkay you do you seongwoo,” spoke a deep toned voice
- “jUST TAKE YOUR FUCKING PHONE AND GO” seongwoo yelled as he dashed towards you and handed you your phone
- “thefuck?” you mumbled as you retrived back your phone
- “dude, i dont even know where i am, why the fuck im here and why the fuck i was carried here,” you replied bluntly as you looked into his eyes
- he chuckled and rolled his eyes
- “firstly, you don’t know who the fuck i am, secondly, you slowed me the fuck down so i had to carry your fat ass, thirdly, did you not want your phone back because i couldn’t thrown that shit into your face so fucking hard-“
- “sEONGWOO CALM YOUR BALLS FOR CHRIST SAKES!” a voice yelled from upstairs as you jumped a bit
- ‘seongwoo’ sighed and gritted his teeth
- “at least walk her home or some shit,” another voice spoke
- “no, you do it jisung,” seongwoo spoke
- “no, YOU brought her here,” jisung replied
- “yah and herboobsaren’tbigeither”
- “no,”
- “just walk her home seongwoo,”
- “what? what are you gonna possibly do?”
- seongwoo clenched his wrist as he inhaled deeply
- “fiNelETSgO” he mumbles with his teeth closed
- he headed on the door as he purposely waiting for you to walk in front of him as he lifted up his hood and shoved his hands into his pockets
- you, remembering being on this street a few times, walked into a path you thINK was the right path to the bus stop
- “idiot, it’s this way,” seongwoo says as he grabs your wrist and drags you
- i was gonna say he dragged you from your hair but
- (;
- wickwodow killme
- “hAve yOU sERIOUSlY NEver bEEn hERE?” he asks
- “yah,” you reply
- “…good,” he mumbles under his breath
- he walks you all the way to the bus stop wOOSH
- “lol mmk bye hope to never see you again,”
- “i could never relate more,” you reply
- time skip woosh
- school
- ew
- you were at school
- ew
- how many times have i said that in a scenario?
- well, you were acTUAlly approaching school
- you heard a bunch of whispers about a 11 new students joining your class since you class was the smallest so far
- woosh in class, the door opened as they all entered
- their faces were familiar
- and they all noticed you you too as your classmates noticed the pointing and looks they gave you
- all introducing themselves one by one they eventually all got their seats
- “he fucking jinxed it,” you said to yourself
- throughout the whole class you ignored them
- you saw their glances at you but it flew over your mind
- as you were leaving the class, your wrist was graBBED ONCE AGAIN as you were turned back into the class
- “whathefu-“
- “look, whatever the fuck happened yesterday stays in yesterday,”
- “if its going to stay in yesterday why the fuck are you bringing it up?”
- “god you irritate me,”
- “then stop talking to me,”
- “maybe i will,”
- “good, for fuck sakes,” you replied bluntly as you ripped your wrist apart from his grip as he gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes
- “so annoying,” he mumbles as you dash out of the room
- time skip wooshie wooshh
- as you were exiting the school, a man in a black suit approaches you
- “y/n, correct?” he asks
- you slowly nod as you felt heaviness on your shoulder
- “get the fuck out of here hyunmin,” the familiar voice spoke
- you looked to your side and saw seongwoo as the rest of his gang approaches
- “i didnt even come for you. i came for her. i mean- look at her,” he speaks
- seongwoo gritted his teeth and clenched his fist
- “you guys just met yesterday. don’t tell me you had another soomin situati-“
- with full force seongwoo threw a punch at hyunmin as jisung and jaehwan rushed in to pry him off
- seongwoo used his other available arm and swung both of them away, leaving them both falling onto their backs
- jihoon and daehwi both went to jaehwan and jisung to make sure their okay
- before you knew it, a fight broke out as hyunmins gang soon approached the situation and made it more chaotic
- you yawned as your neck began to ache
- you approached the situation and with full force, you grabbed seongwoos collar and slapped him as you repeated the same process for hyunmin, leaving them both shocked
- as for the rest, they all stopped as they were left in shock
- “all i did was slap them, why you all staring?” you asked out of confusion
- hyunmin quickly ran as he can as the rest of his group followed
- seongwoo deeply sighed as you assisted him to get up back onto his two feet
- you glanced up into the sky and took a deep breath
- “my fUCKING GOD” you cursed
- you carried his heavy ass back into the school and into the nurse’s office
- yaya you treated his wounds
- all u guys did was bicker tho lolol
- “who’s soomin?” you asks
- seongwoo softly chuckles
- “someone who played with my feelings,” he replied
- “thats… interesting” you replied as you pack up the first aid kit
- “you slapped me hard,” he said changing the topic
- “what do you expect? you were just beating him up,”
- “bYE”
- “BYE”
- …

The Joker x Reader - “The One You Love The Most”

You older brother, Jonathan Crane, was showing The Joker his latest psychological weapon when things went wrong. As a result, The King of Gotham won’t be able to see your face or hear your voice again until The Scarecrow finds an antidote. If he can find one, that is…

You just got out of the shower and take a look at your cell: 6 missed calls from your brother. Must be something important. You immediately dial back his digits and he picks up right away.

“Hey, Jonathan.”

“Sis, is J back yet??” he yells in the phone, panicking.

“No, I don’t think so. I was in the shower for the last 15 minutes. I can barely hear you; where are you?”

“At my cabin, bad signal in the woods!”

“What was that? Your voice sounds so distorted, can’t really make out what you’re saying,” you frown, taking him off the speaker to see if it will help any.

“I think J is on his way to the Penthouse. Don’t let him see you or hear your voice! Do you understand? I’m coming!” your older sibling shouts, looking around for his car keys.

“What?” you ask, confused. You just heard bits and pieces.

Don’t let him see you or hear your voice, Y/N!”

“Huh, why?!”

“Just listen to me, I don’t have time to explain, the signal is terrible!”

“What did you say? You’re cutting out!” you move around the bedroom, hoping for an improvement.

“Don’t… let …him… … … OK?” the muffled warning barely makes it through before the call is dropped.

“Jonathan? Hello?…”

You try to call him a few times without success; it goes straight to voice mail.

What in the world is going on?! you wonder, getting dressed for the evening.

Suddenly, you distinguish heavy steps on the hallway, then a door being slammed.

“J?” you get out of the master bedroom, quickly scanning the premises.

There’s clamoring coming from upstairs and you follow the noise.


No answer but you find yourself in front of his office; the commotion is coming from inside. You open the door and step in. The Joker is breathing so loud it startles you. His forehead leans on the filing cabinet, broken glass at his feet.

“Are you alright?” you rush by his side, touching his waist.

“Get out!” he hisses, wheezing, struggling to keep it together. “Something is wrong, get out!”

“I just talked to Jonathan and…”

J turns his head towards you and in a split second you find yourself crushed against the wall, his hands around your neck so tight the bones will snap soon. The strong pressure is extremely intense; you can’t make a sound. You dig your nails in his skin, trying to push him away but he still won’t let go. His eyes are bloodshot, there’s nothing inside but the abyss. You feel you will pass out soon.

“Boss, what are you doing?!” Frost dashes inside, followed by other henchmen. Jonny attempts to pull the Joker away and he won’t budge. More of your men jump him and finally manage to separate you two. J keeps on snarling and growling, just like a rabid beast. You fall to the floor, coughing and deeply inhaling, hungry for air. The last thing you see is your boyfriend fighting everyone, completely out of control and them finally managing to pin him to the floor while he still wants to reach you so he can finish what he started.


“Hi sis,” you hear your brother’s voice as you open your eyes. His fingers rest on your bruised up neck, holding a cold compress around it.

“Jonathan…” you barely whisper, straining to talk; your voice sounds raspy and it hurts so bad your eyes get watery.

“Don’t talk, please. Your vocal cords are inflamed and swollen; he almost broke your neck,” your sibling gulps, worried sick. “After I called and couldn’t reach you, I tried Frost and all the numbers I have on my phone. I’m glad I was able to get a hold of your people.”

“Where’s J ?” you mutter, trying to get up. The burning sensation in your throat makes you fall back on the pillows.

“Stop talking, Y/N. He’s fine now,” Jonathan releases his grip, taking a sit on the bed.  The look in your eyes gives him no choice but to explain what happened. “I was showing him what I’m working on and he yanked the canister out of my hand to take a better look. It accidentally opened and J was exposed to the gas; I had my mask on so it didn’t affect me. The room filled up so quickly with the thick fumes I couldn’t see anything anymore. He ran out before I could stop him,” you brother explains, repeatedly kissing your right hand, feeling very guilty his only sister was affected by this new invention. Otherwise, he wouldn’t give a damn.

“It makes you… kill people?” you struggle to swallow; it’s so difficult to even breathe right now.

“It makes you…let go,” he sighs, giving up on asking you not to talk because you won’t listen. ” Once you are exposed to the vapors , all the anger, chaos and rage you keep bottled up inside will surface in a few moments after … after…” he stops, staring at the ceiling.

“After what?” you touch his arm, curious and upset in the same time.

After… you see the face of the person you love the most or hear their voice…or both…” Jonathan glares at your hand that he keeps on kissing.

You feel you heart sink.

“That’s… that’s fucked up!” and the effort of trying to speak loud makes your throat constrict even more.

“It didn’t sound like a praise; you would normally be thrilled with something twisted like this,” he sniffles, attempting to joke.

“Not if it impacts my life,” you get on your elbow, your husky voice shaking with anxiety.

“Well, if you ever had any doubts if he loves you or not, now you know.”

“It’s not funny!” you cut him off, coughing up a storm and he helps you up so you can sit by him.

“I know, I’m sorry…” he remorsefully apologizes for his mistake.

“Is there an antidote?”

“Not yet; I wasn’t planning to make one but now I’ll have to. The rage goes away on its own if he doesn’t see you or hears you for about 30 minutes. But he will react to seeing your face or hearing your voice every single time. You’ll have to cover up your face with a mask around him and don’t make a sound. Not until I find a remedy…ok?”

“Did you tell him?” you inquire, whimpering.

“U-hum…as expected, he wasn’t very happy…and that’s an understatement…” Jonathan squeezes you to his side and you start crying on his shoulder.


You sneak in the master bedroom, wearing one of the cute masks you usually use when you go on heists. The Joker is by the window, deep in thought, gazing outside at the light up Gotham buildings. He feels your presence and turns around, analyzing you as you approach.

“Stay away from me, Doll !” he sneers, biting on his lower lip.

You nod a no and continue to approach.

“Go lock yourself in one of the bedrooms and don’t come out!” he commands and you stop in front of him, pointing towards your mask. “I know what your brother said, but I don’t trust myself. Go!” he points his finger towards the door, backing out.

You boyfriend notices the marks on your neck and lowers his hand, distressed.

“I… I do a lot of stuff… but this wasn’t intentional,” J mumbles, mostly to himself but you heard it anyway.

You nod a yes and he stops you when you move closer.

“Go away, Y/N!”

You ignore his request and seem so eager to hug him that The Joker doesn’t push you away; he hesitantly places his arms around you, tightly holding you.

After a few minutes, you break the embrace and he sadly watches you head towards the door, thinking you are going away. But you just turn off the light and now it’s dark. Only the faint glimpse coming from the outside nightlife illuminates the room.

“What are you doing, Princess?” He distinguishes your shape as you take off your mask and he closes his eyes. “Don’t do that! Get out of here!”

You are not afraid though: you trust Jonathan and what he told you. As long as J can’t see or hear you, you should be fine. You drag J in bed, cuddling to him and he doesn’t really fight it. You won’t know, but he is very scared he will open his eyes and see you even if it’s dark. He keeps his eyelids shut together so firmly it stings and you kiss them, signaling him to relax.

“You shouldn’t stay here,” he grumbles in your ear, but doesn’t let go. “I can’t believe you’re the trigger for me, Pumpkin. How embarrassing for The King Of Gotham to care about his girl that much, right?… I thought the catalyst would be Frost,” he sniffles your perfume, then finds your lips and kisses you.

Your chest is going up and down in a silent laugher, until the pain in your neck makes you stop.

“That’s a good one, hm? I’m hilarious…” The Joker concludes, but he sounds unhappy; not the usual sarcasm you would expect. “Jonathan hid all your pictures we have around the Penthouse and erased the images of you from my cell. Apparently, I can’t see you at all. Or hear your voice. This really sucks, Pumpkin,” he buries his face in your cleavage and you brush your lips on his forehead. “Does this mean we can’t have sex until he finds the antidote? Because you get so loud and scream my name and all…Are you laughing again? Yes, I’m funny…” he sulks and you cover his ears. “What does it mean, Doll?” he tries to guess. “Earplugs?”

He takes you kissing him as a yes and he’s correct.

“Hey, maybe loud music too, just in case…” he rambles on and he gets another kiss. “Is that a yes? Cool. But I like to hear you,” he pouts, glad he distracted you away from the real issue for a while.

You are grateful he distracted himself from it.


Your brother is working like crazy to find a cure for his psychological weapon. Two months have passed and the experiments failed so far. The last attempt was last week at Jonathan’s hideout. J was chained to the wall and you took off your mask. You didn’t even have a chance to speak a word: the second he saw your face, he went insane, fighting to get to you and your sibling, wanting to tear you both to pieces. The Joker was struggling so violently that the chains were hurting his skin and you had to sedate him in order to make him stop.

Another unsuccessful trial.


Three more months go by and nothing. Every time the Scarecrow finds something, it just doesn’t work. His genius and skill have the right approach, but something doesn’t click together. The whole ordeal makes life very difficult for you and J: he hates it that he can’t see you or hear you at all. You detest wearing those masks you used to like, not being able to make a single sound: you write things on paper or text him, the only ways you can communicate.

You can’t even cry or laugh in his presence; it makes you so depressed when you have to run away from him in order to bowl your eyes out due to your frustration reaching insufferable heights. And you can’t laugh out loud at his jokes; The Joker assumes you are by your body language – the silent chuckle doesn’t please him. He misses you giggling at his stupid pranks and the puns he comes up with just for you. The silence is becoming unbearable. And he thought he would be happy with you not talking so much all the time.

How embarrassing for The King Of Gotham to care about his girl that much.


Something kind of worked yesterday: Jonathan tested the new formula and after J heard your voice it took about 30 seconds before he lost it, not an instant reaction anymore.

Your brother wants to do another experiment today after adding a new component to the equation. While he’s putting everything together, you are preparing your boyfriend in the lab.

“I’m sooo sick of this!” The Joker fusses, taking his jacket off. “Why is he so slow in finding a remedy??!” J cracks his fingers, irritated. “Come chain me!” he urges you, mad before the trial even begins. “I really miss you, goddammit!!” and the chair he’s supposed to sit on gets kicked and knocked to the floor. You silently watch his tantrum because you can’t say anything anyway. It breaks your heart since you are aware The Joker didn’t even realize he admitted that aloud.

You hug him from behind and he cools down, taking deep breaths and fixing his green hair that’s not perfectly sleek as a result of the outburst. “Fuck, I really wanna see you, Kitten!” he chews his words, holding your hands and he feels your kiss on his back.

You take advantage of the fact that he’s not facing you, rapidly yanking your right arm away and press the button that seals the lab. The hissing sound makes him turn around.

“What are you doing, Y/N?” he asks, confused.

You are very aware this is not the best idea ever, but you can’t help it. You’re more impulsive than he is.

“It’s Ok, baby,” the words echo in the lab and his eyes get big, already slave to the trigger.

“Stop talking! Get out!” and he pushes you towards the door, frantically breathing.“What’s the code? Open it! You have a few seconds before I won’t know you anymore!”

“Only me and Jonathan know the code. He’s upstairs, he won’t help.” You take your mask off and crush it under your feet before he can stop you. “Look at me!” you force his face towards you and he shuts his eyes, shaking from the pressure building up inside him. He can’t control it for too long. “Open your eyes, J. You already heard my voice, seeing me won’t change the outcome. All the same now,” you keep your composure and he finally blinks, gazing upon his woman after so many months.

“Run!” he growls, the intoxicating anger taking over more.

“No,” you cup his face and those deep, almost inhuman sounds he’s starting to make give you goosebumps.

“Hide, do something!!!!!” The Joker pushes you away with all his strength and you trip on some cables, falling down on your side.

“Try not to hurt me,” you whimper while he bangs his head against the heavy glass door, the world starting to fade. His fingers scrape the electronic pad, J’s last attempt to make the doors open so you can flee.

You slide on the floor towards the corner of the lab, trembling and bracing for what’s coming, doubtful about your decision. The Joker grunts and switches his position, the bloodshot eyes searching around to see if there’s someone whom he can tear apart. That’s the only thing he wants: to kill, break and crush.

You watch him come closer, snarling; he definitely noticed you since you didn’t even try to hide.

“J, please stop…” your shaky voice pleads as you bring your knees up to your chin. He has such a feral expression on his face it makes you cringe. “I will fight you but you’re stronger,” you gulp, tears falling down your face. “Calm down, OK?”

He’s getting closer.

“If the person you love the most triggers this, why can’t they stop it? Please stop!!!” you beg, so tense every muscle in your body twitches with anticipation. ” It’s me…” and you don’t have a chance to continue because he charges at you, grabbing and slamming you to the floor, punching and trying to choke the life out of you. You kick him and fight his rampage, sensing you’re going to lose the battle soon.

“Stop! It’s me! Stop!” you punch him in the face as hard as you can and he gets a bit dizzy, releasing his hold for a moment. You take advantage of it and push him aside, crawling away, coughing and crying in the same time. You feel your leg being scratched and scream in pain while The Joker wants to pull you under him again.

“It’s me, stop!” you shout, blood dripping from your busted lip and the taste of it makes you gag.“You’re k-killing me, s-stop…” you stutter when his fingers find their way to your neck again. You grunt under his weight, wiggling and clawing at his shirt, trying to get him off you. “ You’re…k-killing m-me…” you manage to repeat and he pins your hands above your head, enraged  you’re feisty.

Since he’s not strangling you anymore, at least you can talk.

“You s-said you miss me,” you squirm to break free. “You’ll miss me even more if I’m dead!” He stares at you, not understanding the meaning of what just came out of your mouth. “ Don’t kill me…” you look in his eyes and he keeps on staring back. “ Please…let go… you’ll miss me more if I’m dead,” you whimper, not breaking eye contact.

The Joker’s face comes really close to yours and he sniffles on your scent, intrigued. His nails and cold rings dig at your wrists and you contain the burning ache, continuing to speak.

“Don’t you recognize me?… It’s me…It’s me,” you carefully remove your left hand from his hold so you won’t provoke him more. “Don’t you recognize your girl?” you gently touch his cheek and he growls, confused. “It’s your Y/N, don’t kill me…”

You are so stiff, getting ready to fight in case he attacks again. But his head unexpectedly drops on your chest, his body relaxing a bit. He’s wheezing so loud you’re afraid he will faint.


Jonathan dials the code to open the lab, wondering why the hell it’s sealed. He steps inside and gasps when he sees the signs of a struggle, broken vials and blood on the floor.

“Jesus…” your brother mutters, stunned when he realizes you are trapped against the far wall with The Joker’s head in your lap, his arms wrapped around your knees. He’s breathing is erratic and seems in a deep daze.

“Sstttt,” you gesture, exhausted. You and J are full of bruises and cuts, your clothes ripped and stained with blood.

“What the hell happened?!” Jonathan whispers and kneels by you, wiping some blood from your lips.“Where’s your mask?!”

“I’ll tell you later, let him sleep. Can you bring me a blanket?” you quietly demand, still shaking from the incident.

“Of course,” he crinkles his nose, getting up and strutting towards the exit, eager to find out about the events.

The Joker mumbles something you can’t understand and you stroke his cheek, relieved. J was impossible to control without an antidote and yet, he didn’t kill you.

How embarrassing for The King Of Gotham to care about his girl that much.



Into You (M)

Pairing: Luhan x Reader (feat. Sehun)

Genre: AU, one shot, angst and some fluff but mostly smut, A LOT of smut

Word Count: 3,254

Summary: Based on the music video for “Into You” by Ariana Grande. 

Request: Can u do a Luhan AU based on ariana’s mv “into you”??? 💓💓💓

A/N: Hi everyone! I’m finally posting! I’ve been meaning to write this for the longest and this was one of my favorite requests to write. Thank you so much anon for requesting this and sorry it has taken me forever but here you go (oh and btw I didn’t proofread this cause I wanted to update something this weekend ASAP so sorry for the mistakes). ~admin L

Originally posted by meiren-menglu

Your eyes strain at the flashing lights of the cameras as your boyfriend pulls you close in order to display a romantic view for the paparazzi.

“Smile, you’re making us look bad,” whispers Sehun, leaning away from your ear, looking like he just gave you a kiss on the cheek, fooling anyone whose eyes were on you. You pretend like you love him and that you only have eyes for him as you turn to face him with an adoring smile for the cameras. But your vision soon came to line with the man on the sidelines of the red carpet, staring at you with jealous yet calm eyes. You smile a closed-mouth smile at him hoping to calm his angry demeanor. That seems to work because he smiles back at you.

Keep reading

Monsta X reaction to their gf being a professional-level pole dancer

continuation: witnessing it for the first time or just finding out about it

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy reading this! i apologize for any misspelled words and wrong grammar. credits to the owners for these gifs!


Originally posted by garisanee

Shownu; Ever since Shownu knew that you were a professional-level pole dancer, he would constantly ask you to show him your everyday routine and it was finally that day. You brought Shownu to your practice room and showed him your everyday routine. With a pair of black tank top and a pair of shorts plus the skills of a professional pole dancer, it was hard for Shownu to process.

Wait….. are you sure you don’t have any twin or someone to do that for you?”

“Yes, babe. I’m sure that I was the one who just pole danced a minute ago.”

“Okay, okay…. wait…. was it really you who just pole danced?”

“Yes, babe.”

“Okay….. but babe…. how did you learn to pole dance? Like…. I mean… How… why…. when did you learn how to pole dance?”

Originally posted by bb-zelo

Wonho; With a big smile plastered on his face, Wonho happily skipped towards your studio since he was so excited to surprise you. He actually didn’t know that you had the skills of a professional pole dancer. The loud music echoed throughout the whole hallway which made Wonho more enthusiastic to see you. Pushing the doors open, he almost dropped the plastic bag when he saw you wearing a sheer crop top and a really short shorts (well he’ll be really turned on tbh). You swung your body onto the pole and wrapped your legs around it. By the second you saw Wonho, your eyes widened and you hurriedly, but carefully, came down from the pole.

My, my…. Why did I not know this?”

“Wonho… don’t you dare–”

“Aigoo, my babe just got into another level of hotness. Can you do your routine again?”

“No and why are you even here?”

“You wear these clothes when pole dancing? Nice, nice.”

Originally posted by yoonjih

Minhyuk; You were in the midst of practicing for your finals and it was pole dancing. Minhyuk knew that you were practicing but he overheard a bunch of students that your skills in pole dancing was really good to the point that it created tons of rumors about you. Coming across a bunch of your friends, Minhyuk asked where you were and they told him that you were currently practicing, to which he excused himself and dashed towards the practice room. By the second he came in, you were already coming down from the pole. The sound of Minhyuk’s gasping made you look up and meet his eyes.

Babe… can you… can you do your routine one more time?”

“No, Minhyuk.”


“All I did was come down from the pole–”

“But you did it sexily!! Can you show me your routine pleasseeeeeee?!?!?!”



Originally posted by beautifulmv

Kihyun; Once your tongue slipped and told Kihyun about you doing pole dancing for a hobby, this literally sparked a lot of interest from him. As much as you wanted to escape, Yoo Kihyun was there to stop you and drag you to your studio. Without any options, you just did what he wanted to see and since he also wanted to learn it, you also had to put up with the shrieks and constant blabbering from him. As soon as you wrapped your right leg onto the pole and let your left hand gracefully do its thing, Kihyun was a great audience.


“Yoo Kihyun, shut the hell up!!”



Originally posted by wonhomed

Hyungwon; Pole dancing was your thing. Your hobby. Your stress reliever and all. It was finally the day of your competition and Hyungwon didn’t know any of this. Your friends decided to let Hyungwon tag along, wanting to surprise you. When the emcee calls out your name and you start to perform, Hyungwon would be flustered and dumbfounded. By the second you finished your performance, your friends dragged him to the back stage to congratulate you for your amazing performance.

Babe, are you okay?” “…….”

“How was my performance?” “……”

“Babe?” “…. you know how to pole dance?”

“Yeah.” “For how long?”

“Five years.” “Oh…..”

Originally posted by j00h0ney

Jooheon; The boys actually found a video of you pole dancing during your free time and this was something that could make Jooheon lose his mind. Visiting them was also a plus point since you could explain it to Jooheon. Pressing the play button, the video of you swinging your body around the pole and stuff was shown. Jooheon turns his head and gives you a shocked look and he’d be pretty speechless.

Babe…. what is this?”

“A video of my usual routine..”

“No, what is this?”

“Me pole dancing?”

“What… when?”

“Ever since 1st year of College?”

Originally posted by j00h0ney

I.M; It was finally the time for you to reveal to Changkyun the skill that you’ve never told him. You invited the young child beloved boyfriend of yours to your apartment where all of the pictures of you pole dancing was displayed. You tried to explain it to him, telling him about this skill of yours and how long you’ve been doing this but not as a job. Changkyun would be pretty much speechless, trying to decipher every single information that came out from your mouth.

Wait… what?”

“I’ve been pole dancing for 3 years but it’s just my hobby.”

“Okay…. but…. okay…. how do you pole dance?”

“I pole dance using my limbs… practically my whole body.”

“What do you wear?”



I never got it, but I’ll write it now! *A* Thank you for sending this, I love writing about the sun and moon boys! <3 Enjoy!



The student’s hushed, feeble voice reverberated throughout the school auditorium, and they fidgeted with the bottom of their shirt out of anxiety from being the audience’s focal point. 

The emcee had asked them the intrusive question of “Do you have a crush on anyone?”, and they were nervously contemplating their next method of response.

Ryuji was among those that focused their attention exclusively on the student with wide, chocolate eyes and lips slightly parted, waiting in anticipation as his fingertips burrowed into the seat of his chair. He was more alert presently than he ever was in class, mostly due to the fact that the student fumbling around on stage was the object of his romantic interest, and he had never witnessed them with such an… emotional demeanor. 

Typically, they were quite inexpressive to the point of being considered ‘callous’; however, Ryuji knew better than anyone that they bore no malevolence in the slightest; they simply experienced great difficulty with enacting displays of affection, and their sincerity is one of the qualities Ryuji admired most about them.

“He’s… a boy,” the student claimed, speaking with uncertainty and hesitance. “I’ve admired him for… a while. He’s as bright and radiant as his hair, and he really is… a hero. It’s, um…” They inhaled sharply a few times. 

The moistness in Ryuji’s eyes was evaporating from his unblinking stare, but he was terrified of missing a single second of the adorable and nerve-racking scene before him. He was entirely too aware of the tension in every single nerve of his body, in addition to the bolt of electricity his crush’s words inflicted on him.

The sound of their voice jolted Ryuji out of his trance. “T-the person I like is… um… R-R-Ryuji.” The stunned silence in the auditorium was deafening, and Ryuji was glad that he was clinging onto his chair as though his life depended on it; the use of his first name and the confession itself would have surely jerked him backward from the sheer magnitude of his astonishment if he were in any alternative position.

Ryuji’s eyes strayed to the crimson tint on his crush’s cheeks, and he would be damned if he was going to passively allow them to be alone in their embarrassment. He whipped up from his chair, the sudden force nearly toppling it backward. 

His arms were pasted to his sides with his hands curled into fists, and his posture was straight as a needle as he bashfully confessed with a determined expression, “I-I like you, too! I th-think you’re really cool and amazin’ and, uh…” The shift in the audience’s attention frazzled his nerves, but he wasn’t about to let that hinder him, not when his crush was relying on him. “W-wanna go hang out sometime? L-like right now?”

To Ryuji’s relief, they had understood his notion and nodded hastily at him prior to scurrying off the stage to accompany him. The two dashed out of the auditorium with their hands clasped together and had somehow wound up on the school rooftop.

“Can’t believe it’s unlocked,” Ryuji mumbled to himself, shutting the door behind him and perching himself on the nearby table. His former crush seated themself adjacent to him, provoking a fire of embarrassment to spark within Ryuji upon processing the previous events. “S-so, uh… we’re together now…”

They were equally as flustered as he was, and they evaded his gaze as they stammered, “Y-yeah… sorry for putting you on the spot like that.”

Ryuji shook his golden-haired head. “Ya got nothin’ to apologize for. I should actually be thanking you, since you had the courage to do what I couldn’t. So, uh, thanks… babe.”

They pivoted their head to meet their boyfriend’s eyes, and Ryuji was equally as disoriented by word that hung on the end of that sentence. 

His self-consciousness illuminated his scarlet cheeks as he stroked the nape of his neck with his palm. “S-Sorry..! That just kinda slipped out, heheh.”

S/O elevated their hand to their mouth and giggled, “It’s okay. It sounds… nice.”

The couple smiled warmly at each other, completely unaware that their fingers had interlaced while conversing for the duration of the festival.


All of the hair accumulated on Mishima’s body was currently standing on end; he was loitering with the company of Ryuji and Akira at the very backside of the auditorium, propped against the wall that was adjacent to the exit, and his piercing stare was plastered on his crush onstage, who had been prompted to confess their crush.

The steadfast belief that it was impossible for him to be the object of their affection was ingrained in his consciousness, and yet… 

Mishima couldn’t seem to discard the lingering hope in his heart as his slate eyes bore through his currently fidgeting crush.

“M-my crush? Um, that is… I don’t know if he’d-”

“Aw, don’t be shy! Wouldn’t it be better to let it out now than to keep it bottled up?” the emcee coaxed.

Mishima’s crush exhaled softly. “You’re really pushy… b-but you’re right. H-he’s really cute and smart and um…”

Mishima’s heart swelled as the dim lights in the auditorium reflected on his glassy, expectant eyes. A bright shade of coral tinted his cheeks from observing his crush’s flustered mannerisms and adorable demeanor; it certainly wasn’t a sight he was familiar with, and his bewilderment must have been as transparent as day because Akira leaned into his ear and smugly whispered, “You might want to wipe the drool off your face.”

“H-huh? Oh yeah, right…” Mishima replied absentmindedly, still remaining immobile and fixated on his crush, causing Akira to retract and quietly chuckle into his hand. 

“He’s been a great friend and his name is, uh…” They squeezed their eyelids shut and inhaled sharply before declaring, “Yuuki! M-my crush is Mishima Yuuki!”

Mishima thanked his lucky stars that he was pressed against the wall because he may have stumbled over and fainted otherwise. His heart palpitated and he was petrified from his shock, questioning if he properly heard his crush’s confession; did they truly utter his name?

“Wh-whoa, dude. You’re lookin’ real pale,” Ryuji observed with raised brows.

“Mishima, be a man and say something to your crush… or else I will,” Akira threatened halfheartedly, a glint of amusement flashing in his onyx orbs.

The former volleyball player’s reverie was shattered like glass and he whipped his navy head around to glare at Akira as he defiantly exclaimed, “N-no, I won’t let you..!” Mishima clenched his hands and stomped on the ground in front of him as he bellowed, “I-I like you, too! P-p-please take me as your lawfully wed-, I mean, as your boyfriend!”

“Were you about to freakin’ propose?!” Ryuji hissed, feebly attempting to keep his voice hushed.

“I-I panicked, okay?!” Mishima responded. When he noticed his crush gradually approaching him, he straightened his posture and squeaked, “W-would you like to go for a walk? With me? A-alone?”

His crush flushed a peachy hue and folded their hands behind their back. “Y-yeah, that would be lovely.”

Mishima scurried over to the door to open it for them, then the two wordlessly departed from the school, halting at the vending machines just outside the Shujin gates.

“A-are we… together now?” Mishima’s crush implored. He was in the process of cracking open a can of pop, and their question stuttered his movement, causing him to scrape his finger on the metallic cap of the can. 

“Ow!” Mishima winced, flailing his hand slightly.

“Here, let me see,” his crush ordered, delicately cradling his injured hand in theirs. “It seems to be fine…” They glanced up at Mishima from under their eyelashes, and the pair blushed upon realizing their close proximity.

“I-I may not be perfect. At all,” Mishima started, “b-but I really want to make you happy, so… if you want… p-please accept me as your boyfriend.”

They appeared to be stunned momentarily, then they regained their composure and grinned tenderly as they breathed, “Of course I accept. I’ve… wanted this for a while.” They daintily kissed the wound on his hand, and the amount of heat emanating from Mishima’s face could boil water.

“I-I’m really happy to hear that. Th-thank you… for giving me a chance.”

S/O nodded affirmatively, and the couple simply lost themselves in the other’s eyes, savoring the euphoria of the moment as nighttime blanketed over them. 

The emcee was correct: it truly was better to confess, because had S/O not, they might never have gotten married to the love of their life presently standing before them, his fond gaze reflecting the dancing moonlight.