5 love lines/moments in books that got me right in the fucking heart (male character edition) SPOILERS
5.) Origin by Jennifer L. Armentrout
“There’re eighty-six thousand, four hundred seconds in a day, right? There’re one thousand, four hundred and forty minutes in a day.” Her brow knitted. “Okay. I’ll take your word for it.” “I’m right.” I tapped my finger against my head. “A lot of useless knowledge up here. Anyway, are you following me? There’re one hundred and sixty-eight hours in a week. Around eighty-seven hundred and then some hours in a year, and you know what?” She smiled. “What?” “I want to spend every second, every minute, every hour with you.” Part of me couldn’t believe something that cheesy had come out of my mouth, but it was also so beauti fully true. “I want a year’s worth of seconds and minutes with you. I want a decade’s worth of hours, so many that I can’t add them up.” Her chest rose sharply as she stared at me, eyes widening. I took one more step and then went down on one knee in front of her, in a towel. Probably should have put some pants on. “Do you want that?” I asked. Kat’s eyes met mine, and the answer was immediate. “Yes. I want that. You know I want that.” “Good.” My lips curved up. “So let’s get married.”
4.) Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins
“Say my name again,” he whispers.
I close my eyes and lean forward. “Étienne.”
He takes my hands into his.Those perfect hands, that fit mine just so. “Anna?”
Our foreheads touch. “Yes?”
“Will you please tell me you love me? I’m dying here.”
3.)Raze by Tillie Cole
“My Kisa-Anna… my solnyshko… God put a piece of your blue eyes in mine so we would always know we matched…”
2.) Unravel Me/Ignite Me by Tahereh Mafi
“You destroy me.“ "Juliette,” he says and he mouths the name, barely speaking at all, and he’s pouring molten lava into my limbs and I never even knew I could melt straight to death. “I want you,” he says. He says “I want all of you. I want you inside and out and catching your breath and aching for me like I ache for you.” He says it like it’s a lit cigarette lodged in his throat, like he wants to dip me in warm honey and he says “It’s never been a secret. I’ve never tried to hide that from you. I’ve never pretended I wanted anything less.” “You-you said you wanted f-friendship-” “Yes,” he says, he swallows, “I did. I do. I do want to be your friend. He nods and I register the slight movement in the air between us. ”I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend,“ he says. "The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette-” “No,” I gasp. “Don’t-don’t s-say that-” “I want to know where to touch you,” he says. “I want to know how to touch you. I want to know how to convince you to design a smile just for me.” I feel his chest rising, falling, up and down and up and down and “Yes,” he says. “I do want to be your friend.” He says “I want to be your best friend in the entire world.” “I want so many things,” he whispers. “I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time.” His fingers graze the hem of my top and he says “I want this up.” He tugs on the waist of my pants and says “I want these down.” He touches the tips of his fingers to the sides of my body and says, “I want to feel your skin on fire. I want to feel your heart racing next to mine and I want to know it’s racing because of me, because you want me. Because you never,” he says, he breathes, “never want me to stop. I want every second. Every inch of you. I want all of it.” And I drop dead, all over the floor. “Juliette.” I can’t understand why I can still hear him speaking because I’m dead, I’m already dead, I’ve died over and over and over again. He swallows, hard, his chest heaving, his words a breathless, shaky whisper when he says “I’m so-I’m so desperately in love with you-”
OH! AND LET’S NOT FORGET
“Did you know,” he’s whispering, “that I wake up, every morning, convinced you’ll be gone?”
Wake up, I keep telling myself. Wake up. Pay attention.
“That all of this,” he says, “these moments, will be confirmed as some kind of extraordinary dream? But then I hear you speak to me,” he says. “I see the way you look at me and I can feel how real it is. I can feel the truth in your emotions, and in the way you touch me,” he whispers, the back of his hand brushing my cheek.
My eyes flicker open. I blink once, twice.
His lips are set in a soft smile.
“Aaron,” I whisper.
“I love you,” he says.
My heart no longer fits in my chest.
“Everything looks so different to me now,” he says. “It feels different. It tastes different. You brought me back to life.” He’s quiet a moment. “I have never known this kind of peace. Never known this kind of comfort. And sometimes I am afraid,” he says, dropping his eyes, “that my love will terrify you.”
1.) A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas
(BASICALLY ALL OF CHAPTER 54 SO I’LL JUST PUT THE BEGINNING AND END)
Rhys straightened. ”You’d- make me food?“ "Heat,” I said. “I can’t cook.” It didn’t seem to make a difference. But whatever it was, the act of offering him food… I dumped some cold soup into a pan and lit the burner. “I don’t know the rules,” I said, my back to him. “So you need to explain them to me.” He lingered in the center of the cabin, watching my every move. He said hoarsely, “It’s an… important moment when a female offers her mate food. It goes back to whatever beats we were a long, long time ago. But it still matters. The first time matters. Some mated pairs will make an occasion of it- throwing a party just so the female can formally offer mate food… That’s usually done amongst the wealthy. But it means that the female… accepts the bond.” I stared into the soup. “Tell me the story- tell me everything.” He understood my offer: tell me while I cooked, and I’d decide at the end whether or not to offer him that food.”
But I couldn’t…I couldn’t stop being around you, and loving you, and wanting you. I still can’t stay away.”
– “You love me?” Rhys nodded. And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he’d done for me. For what I felt for him. I set the bowl down before him. “Then eat.”
—a lot of blushing, nervous stuttering, and voice cracks when you’d try to engage conversation or even stand relatively close at first
—after what seemed like forever (give him about 3 months or so) he’d finally get us to your hugs, lingering hands, kisses, etc etc 😍😍
—singing you to sleep and playing with your hair as you softly cuddle into his chest
—forehead, crown kisses, hand kisses and back hugs are his favorite things!! 😚
—him trying to be cute ALL THE TIME
—an example;; “omg you’re hands are so small how cute!!1!!1” then he lifts up your hand for comparison to his and next thing you know he’s softly kissing your fingers and sending you his ever famous bunny smile as he giggles and WOWO IM IN LOVE
—he will not hesitate to spoil the shet outta you like he sees you eye a dress for three seconds and suddenly he’s gone and bought it within two seconds 💰💰
—pulling weird faces from across the room whenever you both make eye contact 😂
—knocking on your door at 2 AM seeing if you wanna go for a walk and when you ask why he’ll get all gushy and defensive and very quietly be like “I just— I missed you, is all…” 😶😶
—constantly messing around with the members together A LOT!!! 😝
—whenever his teasing gets outta hand you have to kindly step in before Jimin actually beats the shit outta him if he gets called short ONE MORE TIME
—verbal teasing has become a regular thing the both of you do 😇
—wake up next to him and he’s like “wow, you look trashier than usual” and you reply with something just as fucked up like “mhm, really? you should take a look at yourself, hotshot."
—"well, damn princess ;;;)))”
—"what? Like what you see? ;;;))))“
—”…actually no— if you would have let me finish my sentence, then you would have known that you look like absolute trash“
—"oh, that’s great! I was trying to look like you today anyways :)))”
—your texting consist of the dankest of dank memes ✔️✔️✔️✔️✔️
—taking ugly surprise pictures of each other and only using it for blackmail purposes muahahahahah 😈
—vvv competitive with eachother1!!
—everything he does you’ll always try to out beat him at it and vice versa for him; video games, singing, dancing, working out,, sex 😛💦 ANYTHING
—because of this little competitions break out and there is always a “consequence” for the loser
—literally, just two little trouble making kids just dating and making, even more, trouble together 😈😇
—constantly reassuring him that “yes, I still love you, kookie & no I will never stop loving you, kookie” cause he would be so insecure about every little thing that he does
—randomly showering him in compliments which result in him blushing and giggling and being super shy and his cute bunny smile shet ahh cutie!!
—YALL ARE BOTH HUGE NERDS OMFG
—talking about anime series, favorite comic heroes/series, movies/books that you two can both just fangirl about 🔥🔥
—dates where everything is just chill where you two can talk and have fun and enjoy each other more and just YEEES ☺️☺️☺️
—walks on the beach, star gazing, movie dates, coffee shop, picnics, road trips, dinner dates, breakfast dates, juuust really chiiiill dates m8 🔥☺️
—knowing whenever your in a mood just by the look of your face
—same thing implies with you to him
—and then the two of you doing everything you can to make the other smile or happy or tell them what’s wrong so they can try and fix it woooooow what a caring bf 😍😍
—JEALOUS BEYOND THE MAX 😳
—he will fck shit up if some potential threat so much as fuckin looks at you at a club/party/event 😤🙅
—AND you can’t argue about it cause he’s literal perfection so you’re exactly like him whenever you two go out
—you will not hesitate to hastily pull him into a kiss just to spite other women that think they can have a slice of your bby boy nOooOpes!!! HE’S YOURS!
—usually, ends up having mind blowing jealousy sex in like the laundry room or something but shhh it’s lowkey 👀👅💦
—accident giggles between make out session cause he’s rlly rlly ticklish 😝
—lingering touches on your lower back, waist, and hips whenever you go out cause he wants everyone to know your his, but doesn’t want to smother either in their faces
—lowkey PDA (holding hands and pinky locking) at first, but once he gets comfortable he’ll sometimes full on make out with you BUT only with certain people like his members!!!
—HONESTLY, I FEEL LIKE THIS SHET WOULD BE LIKE A DOM BUT A FUCKIN SUB TOO???? idddkkk 😫😫
—he’d be so willing to fuck you hard, but at the same time if you want to pleasure him then he’d happily play the sub role
—EXTREMELY kinky (you blame namjoon for it tbh)
—THIS BITCH WILL TRY ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING SIMPLY CAUSE HE SAW IT ONLINE OR HEARD ABOUT HIS HYUNG DOING IT
—Thigh riding cause LOOK AT THEM 🔥🔥👀
—hand jobs <<<< blowjobs ✊💦👄
—rough sex >>>>> love making
—ALWAYS BRINGS A CONDOM WHEREVER HE GOES CAUSE HE DOESN’T AANT TO BE A BBYDADDY OR AT LEAST NOT RN THAT IS
—showering you with compliments as he slams himself into you deeper and harder every time 😝
—always calls you baby girl or bby but ONLY during steamy sexy time 😛
—other times when he’s being cute or needy he uses sweet stuff like honey, princess and/or darling ☺️☺️
—catching him staring at your breathtaking beauty all the time
—"what are you looking at, kookie?“
—"oh–oh… um, nothing… sorry…”
—finding little doodles and drawing scattered all over the place with little notes on the side of them like “hagd, princess” “I love you” “ur butt looks better than usual today ;;)” “see you soon, my love”
—such a supportive little bf all the time every time ✊😊
—got a new promotion at work? treats you to fine wine at a 5-star restaurant, special event coming up that deals with you? he’ll cancel everything on that day just to be there with you
—overall little golden shit maknae would make such a cute and supportive bf that loves and accepts you not matter what and will always, always be there for you!! and ofc you’d do the exact same thing for him any day, anytime! 😚👌💗
Word count: 2248 HOLY MOTHER OF MY CAT I GOT
Warnings: THIS IS REALLY LONG. Swearing and swearing and fluff???? But just a little
A/N: I combined my own prompt with two that I found about
soulmates, because it’s been a while since I wanted to write about it and those
two seemed cool. BUT OMFG I REALLY EJOYED WRITING IT AND GOT CARRIED AWAY AND
WELL WELL. I really hope that you guys (and you beautiful person that
|| I don’t own
Bucky or any of the Avengers, they belong to Marvel. ||
“We all born with a
colorless tattoo with a particular design that will only get color if you meet
your soulmate, before that you’re available to talk with your soulmate through
your thoughts. It’s a bond that will never be broken.” Y/N read out loud, looking at his friend eyes.
They were at the
public library doing some research for an essay. And of course her friend had
to choose a topic as silly as “Soulmates: real life or just a state of
mind?” Seriously it as awful.
So I drove to
Seattle from my little city Bend, OR on Thursday, about a 7hr drive
there (7.5 hrs on the way home :/) I stayed with @ninaf who lives
just outside of Seattle. We hung out that night and didn’t go to bed
until after 1 a.m. 😳The Panel: Our plan
was to get to the Convention Center by 8:30/9:00 a.m. which we did.
It was interesting that there didn’t seem to be much ‘security’(I
could have taken my flask :/), we entered from across the street
where we parked in a public parking garage and entered in at the 3rd
floor. We probably could have gotten in Sat. no problem even without
a Sat badge! Anyhow quickly found the line for the Outlander panel –
SO many people! They let us in at about 10:45 and me @ninaf and 2 of
her friends (that are ‘normal’ fans) found some seats – we were
second row far left of the stage – right where the fan questions
were left of the stage. I wanted to ask a question – Sam could you
please sit back I can’t see CAITRIONA!? In front of us was a slew of
moms with their babies – so cute – one started fussing and Cait
actually looked over to them with her awe concerned face – she
clearly LOVES BABIES! ♥ You can just see it
in the video briefly at about 14:32 min. I am a huge Cait fan so I
was Screaming and standing when she came out and thought we were
doing pretty good there, then Sam came out and omg decibels! They
sit down and Sam won’t sit all the way back on the couch, I don’t
know why, and he was blocking my view of Cait, I could only see her
on the screen or if she moved forward or back. 😒 I didn’t take any
pics, cos I just wanted to be present and absorb the experience, (one
of @ninaf ’s friends did though so we’ll post as soon as we get
them). One observance is they both looked tired, but ready to 'do
this’. I loved the panel, I
thought they were very comfortable, there to have fun and engage with
us, I liked the questions asked and quite a few of mine were
answered. Caitriona was taking the lead quite a bit but I think her
wit is a bit quicker than Sam’s (I’m a taurus and we tend to slow
think sometimes) but it gave him a chance to play off of her which I
feel they do quite a bit probably. They seemed very in tune with
each other. Next on the agenda
was the autograph session. We got there @ about 12:15 for the 12:30
and were turned away- too full come back at 4. Well cool, we can at
least eat, since we didn’t have any breakfast so we had lunch and
drinks. Met up with @ourrubygirl and her daughter (normal fan),
nipunad on twitter – sorry don’t know your tumblr and with ninaf
and her 2 friends (side note – they were so funny before I even got
to Seattle they were concerned that ninaf would invite someone from
online who she had never met to stay at her house. By then we had
talked on the phone and friended each other on facebook so they had
to facebook stalk me to give their approval – whew, glad I passed). 😘Photo Op! Ugh, okay
this is where we realized that this poor little comic-con was
absolutely NOT ready for this Outlander fandom and where everything
really started to get behind schedule. I envy the Sat photo op
participants, looks like it was more relaxed and not as rushed as
Friday's– READY click NEXT! I know people have been dissing the
posed photos, but after being 'there’ this is what I feel, I think
SamCait enjoy the poses somewhat, cos’ otherwise the way it was with
many of us on Friday we just walk in, stand next to them, click and
we’re out, so I could see that for sure getting tedious AF for them,
they seemed to have more fun on Sat with it – because they were
allowed to also. Anyhow the Friday photo op was close to being a
complete clusterfuck, but the gestapo staff pulled it off. There
were other people there, apparently there was more than just OL there 😉 that would be like
“What is this line for with all these people?” And we’d be like
Outlander, and they just go off mumbling wtf is outlander? Funny. I
walked in for my 'Team Outlander’ photo and I was wearing opal
earrings from Mexico and Cait says to me “oh I love your earrings”
Me: thank you – and I’m beaming so fucking hard I can hardly
breath! So I’m 5'1” - yeah – I’m holding on to them for the photo
mumble thanks or something I fecking don’t remember, patted Sam’s
back turned and looked up OMFG this guy is TALL! I have a friend that
is 6'7”, but Sam seemed much taller than that, I think it’s his
massiveness or something IDK. His leather jacket is really soft btw.Okay NEXT – while
I go back in line for my Cait only photo, ninaf goes downstairs to
get in line for the autographs – good thing too since they almost
turned me away by the time I got down there! STEP OFF BITCH I WILL
GET MY CATRIONA EFFING BALFE AUTOGRAPH!!!! So by this time we are
beyond hot – it was so hot in this place which wasn’t even at the
convention center, everything but the panel was at the Sheraton next
door. Note to self Bring water bottle, we learned a lot of
should'ves…. So there was quite a
wait for this, mainly because Caitriona was still upstairs READY
click NEXT! And they could only do the Sam only autographs which
there weren’t a ton of apparently😁
The way they had it
set up Cait first then Sam, so we had to wait for Cait to appear. We
were in the 'overflow’ line outside of the main autograph room, but
could see in there a bit, we saw the lights go out, didn’t hear the
comments @sileas84 mentioned, but too funny. When we finally got to
the 'room’ wow, so I am a diehard Caitriona Balfe fan, I like Sam but
am not an over the top fan like most… I have to say seeing him up
close and personal I COULD NOT take my eyes off of him, he was so
'cute’ doesn’t do it justice, I seriously have no word/s for it. He
was so funny and gracious and flirty with the women and NICE, very
tan too, yeah, I kept running into people as the line snaked around
trying to just watch him, I even almost got kicked out trying to
sneak a pic – damn gestapo staffers. So finally get up to
Caitriona, um effing goddess. She had quite the stash of gifts, I
had considered giving them something but didn’t want to burden them
with too much stuff and if they truly just give it away well… So I
opted to give her a love letter as I call it, from me. I didn’t know
what to 'say or ask her something’ so I mentioned that I have a head
shot autograph of Simon (her friend Simon Kassianides) and I can add
hers to it now and she smiles and says “oh cool, I just saw him a
couple of days ago!” Me: heehee. JHRC I’m such a dweeb. I didn’t
get a Sam autograph cos’ they had sold out by the time I got online
to purchase, I coached ninaf though to make sure to smell him so we
could report back, since we both forgot to at the photo op :P So we
float out of the room and out into the main area and I finally just
started screaming I was so excited – I got to talk to Caitriona
Effing Balfe (even if it was brief) I am so so glad I did this!
After this was all
done it was getting close to our dinner plans for meeting up with
other tumblrs, so we eventually got to the restaurant. How fun to
finally meet some of us. As we came into the room I immediately
recognized @rainmanjdog and @mommydog67, we had been chatting while in
line for our Cait only photo and didn’t know that we were part of the
tumblrs, so funny and we all almost asked each other but didn’t want
to risk it – so sad. Great night hanging with everyone, best story
goes to @valkyrie1969 I still chuckle just thinking about it. So
where is the photo of us pointing at the 'Meet and Greet’ room
of SamCait – they are two of the most genuine, engaging, fun, cool,
Overall impresion of our tumblrs – we are some of the most genuine,
engaging, fun, cool and nicest people.
- hoshi is the delivery boy for this fried chicken restaurant called KOKO’S - he took it because he really needed a job but also because he found out that employees get a 50% discount and he was like SIGN ME UP - he uses the restaurant’s scooter to make deliveries, and he’s so fast?? he always makes it to his destination on time - he wears this helmet with the restaurant’s logo on it and when he takes it off his hair is all messy and it’s cute - everyone in the restaurant loves him. chef seokmin always gives him some fried chicken to take home after his shift, the regular customers always cheer for him to dance, and owner seungcheol’s always telling him he’s doing great - he loves it there because they’re just like family - one night, KOKO’S is ready to close in about thirty mins when all of a sudden the restaurant gets a phone call - seungcheol picks it up and after scribbling down a few things, he hangs up and tells hoshi that he has one more delivery to make - “after this, just drop off the scooter and the debit machine and you can go home. this’ll be your last delivery of the day.” - hoshi nods his head and waits around for the chicken to be fried, and when it is, he’s on his way - he goes outside and places the chicken on the back of his scooter and drives off into the night. once he finds the apartment, he parks his scooter out front and walks up the stairs to get to the person’s room - now there’s you - you’re walking home alone after buying some snacks and drinks from the convenience store and you’re getting a little paranoid because it’s late and dark out - you turn your head around every time you hear a sound and you walk a little faster - all of a sudden, this cat shrieks which scares you and you trip over your own feet - only to fall over a scooter parked outside an apartment - the scooter falls with a crash and you realize that the side mirror on the right is cracked and the side mirror on the left fell off and you’re like oh. no. - while you’re trying to make the scooter stand again, someone suddenly yells “HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SCOOTER??” and you let go of the scooter out of surprise and it falls with a crash AGAIN - you look up with a scared expression on your face to see this boy running up to you - you say “i’m so sorry!!! there was this cat and i got scared and—” - the boy takes his helmet off and you’re like……. omg he’s cute…… - BUT NOT THE POINT YOU HAVE TO APOLOGIZE - while you’re apologizing, the boy just makes the scooter stand and dramatically falls to his knees at the sight of the broken mirrors and the scratches - he shakily takes out his keys and tries to turn it on but…… nothing….. the engine roars for a few seconds before just dying - it was an old scooter already so the two crashes were enough to make it meet its end - you take out your wallet and tell him “i’ll pay for the damages!!! how much do you need???” and the boy just says “…..it’s not mine….. it belongs to this restaurant i work for….” - and you gasp because omfg you’re going to get this boy FIRED - you know you’ll never be able to live with that guilt so you tell him “i’ll go to the restaurant with you. i’ll tell them everything.” - and he looks up and you continue “i mean….. it’s my fault anyway, i don’t think i’d be able to live if you took the blame for what i did” - but the boy is too kind and says “don’t worry about it. i’ll manage. it’s my fault for not parking in a safer location…….. thanks anyway” - he flashes you a little smile and walks away while rolling his scooter and you can’t help but feel so bad… - you start walking in the direction of home but you keep stopping in your tracks because the guilt is eating you up alive - you sigh and turn around and quietly follow the boy who’s thankfully still in sight - after a few mins of walking, you see him park his scooter out front before entering a restaurant called KOKO’S and you know about it because your friend loves their chicken - as you approach the restaurant, you look through the windows and you could see the boy looking down while who you’re guessing is the owner scolds him and you know it’s because of the scooter - before the situation could get any worse, you swing the restaurant’s door open and rush inside, making the two boys turn to you - the owner politely tells you that they’re closed while the boy just looks at you with a shocked expression on his face - you walk up to the owner and say “i…. i was the one who broke the scooter” - and you explain everything and you think they’re going to be understanding of this whole situation - but no - before you know it, both you and the boy are getting scolded by them and he asks “what’s your name?” and after you tell him, he says “you’re going to be working for me until you could help hoshi buy a new scooter.” - your jaw falls and hoshi just nods his head because there’s no arguing with him - he continues “without the scooter, deliveries will take longer with only one person. so you’ll be helping him make deliveries.” - after giving your info, you and hoshi exit the restaurant together and he says “hey…. why did you come by? i told you i was going to be fine” - and you say “oh no i just couldn’t just let you get in trouble all by yourself you know…….” - hoshi grins at your kindness and says “well since we’re going to be working together from now on, it’s nice to meet you!! my name’s actually soonyoung, but everyone calls me hoshi” - you say “it’s nice to meet you too. i’m (name)!!” - hoshi is a gentleman so he walks you home and when you enter your apartment, you just collapse on your bed and just stare at the ceiling like…… did that really happen……. - yes it did - because the next day, you wake up to the sound of your ringtone which is “replay” by shinee - you pick up and it’s seungcheol who asks “where are you?? your shift is starting in fifteen mins” and you look at the time like oooh my goSH AM I REALLY GOING TO BE LATE FOR MY FIRST DAY ON THE JOB - you tell him “oh i’m on my way there!! just went to get a quick breakfast…… ahahah…….” - you get ready in like five mins and then sprint all the way there but you know what, you make it in time good job - hoshi’s already there, picking up the delivery bags from the kitchen and he gives you one bag while he carries the two others - seungcheol tells you guys “okay so here’s the address for this order. come right back because you having another one on its way!” - you and hoshi exit the restaurant and it’s quiet while you’re both walking, when your phone goes off and you pick it up to see that it’s a friend of yours asking if you wanted to hang out - after telling them you’re busy, you hang up and hoshi screams “YOU LISTEN TO SHINEE????” and your eyes light up like “YEAH!!! YOU DO TOO???” - and you both bond over shinee and talk about your favorite songs - you guys surprisingly make it to your destination on time and you notice just how kind and polite hoshi is to the customer - after getting the payment for the chicken, you and hoshi rush back to the restaurant for the next order - and it’s like that for the rest of the day and the next few days after that - you and hoshi become really good friends and before you know it, you’re having so much fun with hoshi - after long days, seokmin makes fried chicken for you guys and you both happily eat it - seungcheol notices how much happier hoshi seems - it’s hard to see because he’s always smiling but…… to him, it’s plain as day - of course this doesn’t last forever because you and hoshi eventually get enough money to buy a new scooter and well….. you’re not needed anymore - seokmin makes you and hoshi one last meal to eat together and while you both spend it happily….. there’s a certain sadness in his eyes……. you’re not sure why…… - hoshi decides to walk you home and once you both make it there, he says “so uhh…. it was nice working with you….” - you say “it was nice working with you too….. you made it fun!!” and he tells you “you made it fun too!! just….. if you….. want any chicken, you know where to go. we’ll be happy to see you again” - you nod your head and say good night before shutting the door - the next morning, you wake up and realize that you don’t need to go to work - you should be feeling happy but instead you feel so empty….. - at the same time, hoshi wakes up and smiles on his way to work, ready for another fun day with you when he realizes - you don’t work there anymore - seungcheol notices how much hoshi is sulking and even the regular customers don’t like seeing him this way, he’s usually always smiling and filling their days with sunshine - about a week passes without you two seeing each other, and hoshi makes it really obvious that he misses you - seokmin tells him “hoshi just confess to them” but hoshi’s like “what??? nooo i can’t??? what if they don’t like me back???? i’ll never be able to see them ever AGAIN” - seungcheol pats his head and says “ok hoshi, i know you miss (name), but you still have some work to do” he hands him a little piece of paper with an address written on it - he tells him “don’t be late. oh and give this to the customer too.” he gives him a tiny little envelope and sends hoshi on his way - hoshi rides the new scooter there and rings the doorbell before suddenly freezing - because he knows this apartment…… it’s— - you open the door and jump in surprise to see hoshi standing by your door - you say “hoshi??? what are you doing here???” and he says “what do you mean??? i’m here for your order” and you’re like “…..but i didn’t order anything…..” - hoshi’s like HOW COULD HE DO THIS TO ME - he then takes out the little envelope and hands it to you “seungcheol said this is for you, maybe it has some answer on it??” - you take the envelope and open it and it says - “enjoy the meal, you kids. tell hoshi he has the rest of the day off, and just go on a date already. i’ll let you borrow the scooter this once. just don’t break it again.” - hoshi asks “so?? what does it say??” and you shake your head like “oh nothing!!” but hoshi manages to snatch it out of your hands and after reading it, his whole face turns red - he says “i’m SO sorry about all this….. uhhh you can have the chicken, i’ll just be on my way now…..” - but you stop him “hoshi wait” and he turns around - your cheeks turn pink as you say “….if you don’t mind….. i wouldn’t mind actually going on a date……” - and hoshi’s face lights up and he runs up to you and says “REALLY??” and you laugh and just say “YES HOSHI” - after eating the chicken, hoshi takes you out on a date in the city and he drives the scooter while you’re sitting in the back with your arms wrapped around him - at the end of the day, hoshi drops you home and goes back to the restaurant during closing time to drop off the scooter - inside, he goes up to seungcheol who’s counting the cash register and he gives him a big hug - when he lets go, he tells him “you’re the best!!!!” - he smiles at him and says “i’m guessing things went well?” and he nods his head “thank you!!!” - after a quick good night, he leaves the restaurant and seokmin tells him “you’re such a softie” - and seungcheol just laughs “you know hoshi deserves it.”
omfg why is it always Daniel 😂 love him. Fun fact: Jihoon and I share the same birthday 🎉
"Hi Daniel oppa!“ You greeted warmly, dropping your backpack on the studio floor, it landed with a loud thud.
Daniel smiled and stretched his arms out for a hug as the two of you were close. “Where’s Jihoon? He’s on his way isn’t he?”
You nodded, blushing slightly at the mention of your boyfriend. “Y-yes. He’s running a bit late though,” you replied.
Daniel smirked at the sight of your reddening cheeks, he poked the side of your face gently. “Ahhh, I see. Thinking about your boyfriend all the time now. Don’t forget about us,” he said, referring to the rest of the Wanna One boys.
You were the daughter of one of the producers here so naturally, you and your dad worked closely with the boys and since they weren’t too far in age, became your close friends.
Today, you promised Jihoon you’d work on his choreography with Daniel’s guidance.
You thought back to that moment, when Jihoon asked you out on a date.
It was already evening to begin with and the night only dragged on in the studio. The whole crew was exhausted and drained but they still worked hard on their song.
You, being a gracious daughter and good friend, offered to run down to the nearby convenience store for cup ramen and snacks. Jaewhan offered to go with but it was Jihoon who met you at the door after grabbing your jackets. It was a pleasant surprise, you just hoped that he wouldn’t do anything to deepen your crush on him. The cold air stung your face but that was not the reason why it was red.
As the two of you were walking back - Jihoon already ripping open a packet of chips - he confessed that he liked you a lot and asked you on a date that Saturday. Shocked was an understatement so in a jumbled mess, you managed to confess as well and agreed.
That was only two months ago.
Daniel was one of the first to know about your relationship, it was kept in the dark from your dad and their manager…for now.
The door swung open, causing your flashback to end and Daniel to look up from setting up the AUX cord.
“Jihoon!” you shrieked excitedly and bolted into his arms.
Your boyfriend laughed and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Ahh, I missed you too jagi. You look gorgeous today,” he flattered, securing his hold on you. His grip on you seemed tighter than usual but you let it slide.
Maybe it was because Daniel was around…..No Y/N, don’t let your thoughts wander.
“I’d hate to break up the reunion but we really need to start soon. Okay?” Daniel walked over and traded hugs with Jihoon.
You winked at Jihoon. “Are you ready?”
“To win a dance battle? Yes,” he teased causing the three of you to burst out laughing.
“No, no. Hang on a second Y/N, Jihoon will show you,” Daniel instructed. “You need to move your right leg more to the back…yeah that’s it.”
You looked back at your talented and hard working boyfriend covered in sweat and was taking a short break while his hyung bossed you around.
“Yah! Oppa, don’t be so hard on me,” you whined. “I was never meant for this!”
Jihoon chuckled and walked over to ruffle your hair playfully. “C'mon Y/N! I know you can do it babe,” he encouraged.
“Yes! Believe in yourself! Let’s take a break though. I think Jinyoung might be looking for us.” Daniel collapsed on the floor, his hair damp with sweat.
“Um, I’m going to…get a drink yeah,” Jihoon awkwardly stammered out before leaving.
He was gone for quite awhile.
You turned to Daniel. “Oppa, can you help me with a dance? I want to show Jihoon I can do something.”
Daniel’s shut eyes flew open, he shot you a puzzled look. “He’s proud to have you as a girlfriend anyways, but…sure. Why not? What dance do you want to do?” he replied.
You shot up from lying on the cold ground.
You showed Daniel a video of one of your fellow trainee friend dancing and you swore she was going to be debuting soon. She was around Daniel’s age too.
“Isn’t this…” he didn’t know her name. But you knew both of them had bumped into each other before.
“Taerim unnie? Yes, it is. I think she’s preparing to debut soon. Why? Are you interested?” you teased, laughing at how red Daniel’s ears became despite his denial.
He sighed. “Okay, if I teach you this dance, you introduce me to Taerim. Deal?”
You nodded your head, grinning from ear to ear.
You launched yourself into Daniel’s arms, “I love you, oppa!”
He just laughed and shook his head in response.
Suddenly, Jihoon flung the door open, causing the two of you to break apart immediately.
Yikes, you hoped he wouldn’t have taken that the wrong way.
It appeared that luck was on your side today because Jihoon just grinned at you, it seemed like he wasn’t affected.
“Let’s keep working until lunch. I think we’ll be done with this by then,” he suggested. “Unless…both of you are such awful dancers."
Your jaw dropped but at the back of your mind, you agreed and his words stabbed your heart a little more than it should have. Your game face appeared anyway.
"Bring it on, Park Jihoon."
You met up with Daniel a few days later, all pumped and ready to work. He had already set up the studio and was waiting for you. You bumped into Daewhi and Jinyoung as they walked out of the dance studio just as you strolled towards it.
"Hello Y/N! How are you?” Daewhi asked then furrowed his eyebrows. “Jihoon isn’t here today, is he?"
You giggled at Daewhi. "Hey boys, uhh…I don’t think Jihoon’s here but…I’m here to work on something with Daniel oppa."
Jinyoung raised one of his perfectly plucked eyebrows. "Alone? Just the two of you?”
“Yah! Don’t be so rude. Y/N and Daniel are friends too, I’m sure Jihoon won’t mind,” Daewhi defended, smacking Jinyoung playfully on the shoulder.
“Sorry Y/N. Please don’t be mad at me,” Jinyoung apologised, pouting sulkily when you glared at him.
“Ahh, it’s okay. Don’t worry Jinyoung, I’m not mad. I’ll see you boys later tonight, there’s a track to work on.” You waved goodbye to the two boys and entered the studio.
”….Did you call Taerim yet?“ he asked in a soft voice.
Your stomach hurt from all the giggling you had been doing. "Aww, oppa likes Taerim!"
Daniel turned even more red and spun away to face the wall instead, burying his face in his hands.
"Not yet, but I will after this. In front of you so you know it’s real, okay? Now, let’s start working on the dance."
You stared at Daniel, who was pacing back and forth and stuttering incorrigibly. He seemed nervous…about a girl.
"So, do I call her or not?” you asked, phone in hand and ready to call your good friend. It nearly slipped out of your sweaty palm, that’s how hard you were working.
“N-no! Not yet! Please don’t!” Daniel begged, he was in hysterics.
“Oppa, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this nervous over a girl. C'mon! Get a grip, you’re Kang Daniel. She’ll love you, believe me. Taerim unnie is single but I’m not sure she will be much longer. Believe in yourself,” you cheered. “I’m calling her now."
So Daniel sat by your side and listened meekly.
“Taerim unnie! How are you?” You beamed at the sound of your friend’s voice. You could feel her smile through her words.
“I’m good! Yourself? Where are you? Let’s go for coffee. It’s been so long,” she offered. “I have a short break before my vocal coaching today. We should go out."
"Are you in the studio right now? Good. Come over to Dance Studio Three. There’s someone I want you to meet.”
Daniel looked you in the eye and mouthed ‘no’ repeatedly but Taerim was already on her way. He huffed. "I don’t know whether to kill you or thank you, Y/N.”
You smiled cheekily and batted your eyelashes. “You know you love me."
"That I do."
It was your third time meeting up with Daniel and unlike the other two times, you weren’t in high spirits.
Well, your boyfriend hadn’t been as…attentive to you. He hadn’t been replying your texts and answered your desperate calls with half-hearted, most likely scripted dialogue. He sat on the opposite side of the couch whenever the two of you were in the studio but that wasn’t particularly peculiar since your relationship was still kept a secret. Jihoon avoided almost all contact with you, he barely spoke to you in person even after your dad had left. He gave reluctant hugs and brushed you off whenever you tried to talk to him, reason being ‘I’m sure you have the hyungs to talk to you, don’t bother me while I’m busy’. The rest of the boys had also acted cold towards you.
You wanted to cry.
It was upsetting and the only people you could confide in was Daniel or Taerim, you chose the latter and she suspected that Jihoon was jealous since you and Daniel was always together now that the two of you were working on a dance. He might’ve said something to impact the other boys negatively too, he probably ranted to them.
"Hey, why so glum?” Daniel questioned and when you didn’t reply he continued. “Cat got your tongue?"
At that, you managed to crack a small smile. You hoped his teammates hadn’t ostracised him too.
"Are you and the boys okay?”
“Yeah… we should be. Everyone’s a little distant but it shouldn’t be anything I can’t fix."
Taerim burst into the studio, her presence seemed to light up the somber mood.
And Daniel’s face.
Although he managed to utter about seven words to her the first time they met.
"Hi,” he said shyly.
She blushed in reply.
You stood up, made a lame excuse and bolted for the door.
It was sweet to see a new relationship blossoming, while your own was in jeopardy.
You entered your dad’s workroom to raid his secret snack stash but there were already people in there.
Daewhi. Jinyoung. Guanlin. Woojin. Jihoon.
You ignored their gazes, grabbing a chocolate bar from the drawer.
Your dad wasn’t around. Why were they here?
You ripped open the candy, it split the deafening silence. Just as you were about to leave, Jihoon spoke up.
“Y/N, let’s talk.”
You trailed behind Jihoon, heart beating uncontrollably in your chest. Your hands paled and shook. You might not have a boyfriend at the end of this talk and the thought of that made you want to cry but you held on to your strong facade.
Jihoon opened the door to one of the Wanna One workrooms. He let it go behind him and it nearly slammed in your face. He lounged comfortably on the large, cushy chair in the room so you settled for the beanbag.
Jihoon was never exactly direct with his feelings and it messed you up on occasion. But today, he didn’t beat around the bush.
“Are you cheating on me?"
You were hurt and confused by his sudden accusation, unable to form a coherent answer.
Jihoon gritted his teeth. "I knew it. I knew it! You’re with Daniel aren’t you? That brat!"
"I’m not!” you snapped. “For goodness sake, Jihoon! Daniel is my best friend! You’re my boyfriend! I’m not cheating on you."
"Well it sure doesn’t seem like it! You’re always with him, not me! You like him don’t you? Why don’t you break up with me and date him instead!” Jihoon spat, he leapt up from his chair and headed for the door but you caught his arm and to your surprise, he didn’t fight you off.
“Jihoon, listen to me,” you choked back tears. “I’m not cheating on you. I would never do that! I thought you trusted me enough to believe me!”
He spun round to face you, your hand losing your grip on him. “Really? Then why are you always spending more time with him? I really didn’t want to believe Daewhi and Jinyoung when they said they always caught the two of you dancing, in very promising positions.” He held up his phone, a picture of Daniel holding your right arm and standing approximately thirty cm away from your face.
That would’ve ticked anyone off, you felt the guilt eat you alive. But Daniel didn’t like you like that, he liked Taerim.
“It’s not what you think. I-I’m-”
You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him the truth, it was embarrassing. He wouldn’t believe you anyways.
Jihoon wrangled himself out of your hold and stepped back, he tugged his hoodie tighter over his head. “I knew it. I shouldn’t have trusted a whore like you. Go run to Daniel now. Go,” he snarled.
But you stood rooted to the ground, unable to comprehend what was happening, still, you refused to let the tears fall.
“Even if you’re not moving on,"
Jihoon looked you in the eye.
You felt someone wrap their arms around you from behind, you struggled against them. Your mind was fuzzy and you couldn’t see anything, your tears clouded your vision.
“Taerim, I don’t want to talk about it,” you muttered, burying your face further into one of Jihoon’s hoodies you stole without him notice. All you wanted to do the entire afternoon was cry your eyes out in your dad’s workroom, covered in Jihoon’s hoodie, you didn’t want anyone to disturb you.
“Taerim, go away!”
“I’m so, so sorry Y/N."
Jihoon! Out of all people!
You scrambled away from him, refusing his advances. "Don’t touch me, I heard you hate whores,” you growled out.
“I talked to Taerim noona and Daniel hyung. Y/N, it’s all my fault. I-I became jealous too easily. I should have trusted you,” he admitted, his head hung in shame. When you didn’t respond, he continued. “I-I thought you finally found someone better than me. Someone older than me. I-I became insecure…and doubtful…you-you deserve-b-better than…me."
"Don’t say that,”
Your words caught his attention, he looked up, cheeks were damp with tears.
“Don’t beat yourself up about it. It isn’t your fault.” You coaxed. “I’m sorry too. I just wanted to do something so you’d be proud of me and…it’s stupid.”
Jihoon chuckled. “I can handle anything, if it’s from you.”
“I wanted you…to find a reason to genuinely like me more. Ugh!” You blushed, covering your face.
Jihoon snuggled up to you again.
“Ahh, jagi. You’re really too adorable. I like you for who you are but it was nice that you’d tried to do something I liked too. Thank you,” he cooed the said, “Wait, are we back together?”
You pursed your lips and he pouted.
“Yah! I’ll get on my knees and beg for you to take me back!"
Before he could, you leaned over and pecked his cheek, throwing your arms around his shoulders, smiling.
Pairing: Ragnar x Reader Summary: Ragnar and reader are close and his new wife doesn’t like it. Ragnar goes to read, instead of talking about it, he explains himself in another way. Warnings: HOLY SHIT SO NSFW, killing mention, adultery (please don’t do that shit! I DO NOT condone it!), daddy!kink, praise!kink
Length: super fucking long!! (once again I got carried away..oh well) P.S. : uh, I’m pretty sure I’m going to hell for this so.. yeah. Here ya go! Send me postcards from Valhalla! P.P.S: this is a mashup of season 1 and 2 Ragnar, not completely accurate but guess what? it’s fiction! here we fucking go!
Being a Shield-maiden is no easy task. To think so would be fucking ridiculous. Constantly on edge, at the the ready, just in case someone was foolish enough to invade our shore. All the time spent training and preparing for the next raid, the next fight. Always ready to battle, sometimes just for the namesake, to show everyone in Kattegat you are just as strong and able as the Viking next to you. Man or woman.
The scars and wounds on your receiving end were not ugly, or frowned upon. Though I did know a few women who would cover them with long sleeves or hide their face. A few said it made them feel weak but I only saw the opposite. I liked my scars.
They made me feel powerful and worthy enough to call myself a Shield-maiden. They let everyone who saw me know that I had seen things they had not, that they were lucky to see me at all. They let people know I was not one to fuck with, that I was here with them and the enemy, whoever they were, were no more.
Idk if you've done this one before, but could I request headcannons of RFA + V in a typical coffee shop au situation where MC is the super cute barista and they're the customers that just keep coming back because they're crushing hard? Its fine if you already have, I just wasn't sure~
i live for this holyyy…also i added saeran bc the emo boi is my love
-omg tho, like he’d just show up in his fancy ass suit, and sit down with a computer to work, and like everyone would be like???? wtf???
-will 100% sue every god dang rude customer
-also takes his coffee black
-honestly is very blunt??
-i mean it takes a while for him to build up the courage to ask you out but when he does he’ll just walk up to the counter and be like
-“i’d like to go out with you, please consider my request, before you answer, i’ll be waiting”
-ya and then one day you come to work and half the fckn shop is filled with gifts like?? pls chill omfg??
-zen will do anything to sabotage him tho like
-on his way to the counter
-nyooom there comes zen ordering yet another god damn pumpkin spice latte
-at this point his instagram is just filled with selfies of him at the cafe
-when he became a regular so did 30 others girls
-flirting at all times. like he’ll hang out at the counter and try and talk flirt with you in between customers
-your co-workers are obv starry eyed, and so will take on your work to allow him to flirt with you
-brings huuuge bouquets in all the time, chocolate, so many gifts
-invites you out every single day, man
-pays sooo close attention to every little thing you say like
-will probably fckn serenade you.
-half of why she keeps coming back is bc she not only has a crush on you, but also on the cafe
-will ask questions about everything while complimenting your great service
-like what gives her away is her cute blushy cheeks
-it would take her such a long time to cinfess her true feelings
-she’ll start out by ask8ng you to be her friend, and maybe to go to the theathre together?
-after a couple of weeks of that, it’ll just k8nda slip out???
-also comes there bc zen comes there a lot, probs feel guilty for ‘stealing his crushes affections’
-ofc zen is a total babe and super supportive
-bby probs stopped by with that coffee club he was apart of for a couple of weeks
-and boom, you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever seen, and that smile was what knocked him out.
-it takes him forever to order due to him being a lil anxious blushy stuttering mess
-which doesent escape sevens nose, he’ll tease him about ut relentlessy, poor boi
-quiet cute crushy boi, he’ll just dreamily stare at you like wow that person is real
-super happy puppy when you engage in conversation with him
-straight up sits in a corner and destroys peoples lifes from there
-which also makes it easier for him, bc if someone traces him, they still wont knpw who tf he is
-prankster, will make up the absolute weirdest orders, to strectch out his time with you
-it’s all jokes and laughs, but if ya look a little closer you just might catch the fondness in his eyes
-teases everyone and has nicknames for everyone as well
-zen is ‘pretti boi’
-yoosung is 'eagle 2’ 😂
-jumin is obv if i had to pick a dude cat mom
-jaehee is 'boss ass bitch’
-v is 'dat boi`
-and his bro is obv 'emo’
-takes a photo of you before even introducing himself
-profusely apologizes right after, while slipping in a comment about how you’re art and the most beautiful piece he has ever seen
-and then proceeds to ask you out for dinner to make it up to you
-will invite you on natury dates at all times, and will take lots of pictures of you
-was dragged along by seven obv.
-stopped complaining as soon as he saw you tho
-which does not go unnoticed by seven
-seven teasing him and pushing him in your direction as well as making terrible cringey emo love jokes
-saeran regrets all of his life choices
-when he does get your number he has no idea how to text you
-prefers talking face to face, because he can see your reactions
part seven of my never ending attempt to bring krypto on the show
anonymous said: For Krypto! Headcannons, does Clark ever get his act together and visit with Kara/Krypto/Lena?
i am going to pretend i have thought of this before
it’s a few months later into it, a few months of getting the routine down, a few months of waking up to krypto’s nose poking into her cheek and teeth nibbling at her clothes when clark comes down for a visit
and oh, kara knows there’s issues-issues, it’s easier to call it that, something little, something manageable than what she actually thinks which is more along the lines of why did you leave me, why did you leave him- but she still gets excited at the thought of him visiting
alex and lena share a look. they do not tell her what this look means.
trust her, she asks. they remain silent on the issue
may i request both of your crush headcanons (ex: how they act/treat their crush, would they pass notes, any specific things they do JUST for their crush, etc etc) for the hosts + haruhi? :oo i'm curious to see what you two think!
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww yeah (GOMEN IT HAS BEEN SO LONG SINCE WE POSTED ANYTHING SO HAVE THIS RLY LONG HEADCANON POST)
Tamaki is dense as hell about his crush but you guys already knew that so at first he’s just putting the charms on you because he sees beauty in you just like he does with his clients
and he’ll just attempt to spend as much time with you as possible and call you sweet nicknames and his usual princely shit but then he suddenly starts to realise w h o a h i really like doing this kind of stuff around you
he ends up trying to rope you into the host cub family and gets you involved with all their shenanigans and you just end up being swept along with the tide like gdi tamaki
and then he starts getting JEALOUS whenever anyone else especially tHOSE SHADY TWINS gets a bit too close to be considered friendly and at first he just thinks ‘well they’re a part of our family, im just being protective’ but then Kyoya’s just like ‘nope. not doing this shit again. you like them. in a romantic sense not a family one gdi tamaki you want to be their boyfriend now stfu.’
que sudden realisation on tamaki’s part
and he doesn’t really know how to act around you now so he just decides to up the charm (and gets really flustered at the same time and usually ends up embarrassing himself horribly by staring at you for too long when you’re walking together and careening into a pole or something).
put it this way; to him a moment when he doesn’t have your attention is a moment wasted
senpai wants to be noticed so badly
plz notice him and put him out of his misery
dude. its Haruhi. she has no clue that she even likes you.
but its pretty clear to everyone else so there’s that
she just makes an effort to spend time with you and hang out and she’s just always there being nice and helpful and friendly and w o w be still my beating heart just look at that smile
she’s so unbelievably good to you like ‘you’re worried about an upcoming test??? we can study together at my house. i’ll cook dinner!’
‘you need notes from that class you missed?? i’ll copy out mine for you.’
‘you lost your phone?? i’ve got time lets spend the next three hours traipsing around the building calling it until we hear it.’
she pretty much sees you as one of her closest friends who she admires very much because you’re really great and talented and attractive in her eyes and she - wait what attractive??
ding dong you got it Haruhi.
and now she’s just a big flustered MESS around you at all possible times and trying her best not to show it because is this okay am i too close or not close enough do oh no have they twigged because im acting weird they can probably tell what if they dont feel the same way somebody please kill me god damn
eventually Kyoya figures it out of course and sometimes he makes very sly comments when you’re around, hinting that she likes you and Haruhi just has to kind of discreetly kick him like stfu kyoya u heinous space herpe
not to mention the way her head just SNAPS to a conversation whenever you’re mentioned and yeah we all knew it Haruhi you are just too cute for words.
YOU MEAN AFTER HE GETS OVER HIS GIANT DENIAL BECAUSE SWEET MAMA THAT BOY IS DENSE WHEN IT COMES TO HIS OWN FEELINGS
yeah at first he’s gonna avoid you like the plague because what is happening to him why the hell is he reacting so strongly wtf all u did was pIC K UP A PenC IL G oD
okay so AFTER Haruhi, Kaoru and Honey smack sense into him and he comes to terms with it its great because he’s not competing against his brother or anyone else this time so yeah he just gOES FOR IT
Hikaru will legit resort to any means to get your attention/an excuse to hang out
srsly he’s the kind of guy who’ll throw notes at your head in class just so that you both get detention or nick your wallet or something when youre not looking just so he can ‘find’ it for you later
‘you’re failing that class?? WHAT A COINQUIDINK im failing too we should totes have a study date or something’
‘oh dear i seem to have spilled my coffee all over you whoops SO sorry here take my shirt and lemme walk you to class’
he really does take off his shirt. this boy has no shame.
and whaaaaaaat??? rumours that you two are dating??? he totally didnt see this coming or hope those would spring up but hey you know thats not such a bad idea >;D
prepare for him to be super jealous all the time whenever you talk to other people like ‘whoah hey wtf hikaru i was in the middle of a conversation’ ‘no dont talk to them i swear on my life they were leering at your ass. im just looking out for you here, they’re probably a sexual deviant. bad news stay away.’
he’s so nice what the hell Kaoru this level of selflessness is inhuman i stg
he just loves spending time with you and hanging out and doing things together this puppy is pretty much at your beck and call what a sweetie
of course that doesn’t mean you’re exempt from the light jokes and teasing that accompanies it
he’s basically at your side as much as he’s at his brothers (which means that you now have both of the twin’s attention well done prepare for hell and mischief)
but he pretty much makes himself your own personal superman like ‘wHOOPS you nearly tripped lucky i was there to catch you’ and ‘you’re off sick?? ill copy my notes for you. also what kind of soup do you like cause im coming over’
Kaoru is fun! He’s the kind of guy who’ll just text you like ‘are you busy?? not anymore there’s a carnival in town so get dressed, im waiting outside!’ and then he just drags you off and its loads of fun and youre just like ????? are u just being a fun friend or do u like me????
yeah thats another thing he’s so good of a friend that it becomes really hard for you to tell that if he actually has the dokis for you or if he’s just really friendly because he’s not FLIRTING with you like he does when he’s hosting and its confusing, but really he’s treating you differently and genuinely because he does actually like you and he wants you to stop treating him like just a friend AND ITS ALL VERY CONFUSING and absolutely perfect for a tense confession scene aww yeah aHEM we’ll totally write that if u guys request it
also prepare for Hikaru to get tired of waiting for his bro to make a move and attempt to be his wingman and he’s just dropping hints everywhere BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO BE CATCHING ON
Hikaru is 4378436% done with both of you. ‘omfg just kiss already you’ll make a lot of people happy’
the host club has started a betting pool on which one of you is gonna break and confess first lets just say Haruhi ends up with a LOT of moolah by the end of this charade
the denial is strong in Kyoya ohhh boy
YOU THINK HIKARU’S BAD YOU CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO FATHOM THE SHEER AMOUNT OF DENIAL THAT IS HAPPENING HERE like he’s used to being charming and suave with his clients but this is different he actually has feelings for you???? huh??????? what is he supposed to do with those????
feelings are too much hassle goodbye
its likely that Kyoya would try to shove these feelings into a box in the corner of his mind and never ever ever think about you or how you make his heart do weird things or how nice you look when you laugh or how attractive your smile is and god fucking dammit
and even though he’s trying to suppress what he deems to just be a ‘distraction’ his soft spot for you still shows in ways he doesn’t realise until after he’s done it
‘oh my god did i just offer them a discount what the hell is WRONG with me’
/i wont say im in love plays softly in the distance/
once he actually comes to terms with his feelings tho he starts PLANNING
if he’s going to do this whole ‘crush’ thing he’s gonna do it RIGHT gosh darn it.
he ends up using the host club to his advantage by making sure that they’re always serving your favourite food or doing a theme you like cause hey if it gets you there, he’s happy.
expect to run into him everywhere and every time you somehow get roped into getting lunch at really nice and expensive places with him and eventually its like ‘???? are we on a date Kyoya??’
Honey KNOWS he’s cute and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t use it to his advantage here
he is affectionate as hell and he’s always around you or holding your hand or giving you hugs or sometimes when he gets really confident or ahead of himself he’ll plant big kisses on your cheeks and HE GETS AWAY WITH IT because everyones just like ‘awww thats Honey-senpai for ya’
tbh about half of your life is spent sitting at his table eating with him because how can you say no to a face like that
but here’s the kicker *drumroll*… he saves food for you
i know right
like if he knows you’re coming today he will find your favourite flavour bring it to his table and protect it with his life if he has to no one is allowed to touch the desserts he saves for you
its terrifying tbh
Mori totally knows about his big fat crush tho and most of his time is spent hovering over Honey’s shoulder whispering ‘tell them’
‘IM WORKING ON IT TAKASHI’
he’s confident - maybe even overly so - in interacting with you as his crush, and later as your s/o, but we think he’d actually be pretty nervous about the actual confession part
like he’s super worried that you only see him as this little brother figure and he knows that you smiling at him in that way that makes his stomach flip when he does something cute doesn’t equal attraction and you guys are pretty much surrounded by these other hot people who people are falling all over and bless his soul youre perfect just the way you are Honey don’t ever change you can be cute and a boyfriend at the same time my darling
bruh. Mori is so unbelievably chill about this.
in fact, he’s SO chill that it presents a problem because it’s almost impossible for anyone but Honey to figure out that he likes you at all.
THIS MAN IS TOO TALENTED AT HIDING HIS BLUSH.
the one big factor? He talks more when you’re around. you bring out his more talkative (and flirty) side because he really just wants to keep your attention.
and you’re like ???????????????????????? did big silent Mori just FLIRT with you???
hell yes he did and you better respond my friend
while he really wants to hang out with you he’s sometimes not exactly not sure how to ask, and that’s where Honey comes into the picture
Honey will often drag you along to spend time with him and Takashi and then have some sort of ‘emergency’ thats causes him to abscond so you’re left with Mori and Mori has no qualms whatsoever about this
PS Honey is a matchmaking genius
He also likes having study dates with you because you guys get to spend time together without relying on conversation to keep it going (also because he gets to call it a date and it makes him feel all wibbly inside)
spoiler alert: Mori is actually adorkable when it comes to romance
when he finally does confess its gonna be romantic (and surprising) as hell aww yeah
Kimbab Admin-ahh~ I miss you💕 minghao flowerboy is so FLUFFY IM GONNA DIE 😆 How r you uri kimbab~ r u healthy? I come here always hoping for new updates ✨ and you're becoming more good in writing 💎 HOW DARE YOU BE SO GOOD *hugs* Can I req? HOSHI BASEBALL AU? MAKE IT SUPER FLUFF 😆 haha thank you💖 I will wait patiently okay~ ❤XOXO
- you and hoshi are on rival baseball teams - his real name is kwon soonyoung but everyone calls him hoshi aka star because he’s the ace of his team - you get so heated every time you hear his name because he’s known for NEVER getting his ball caught - he gets homeruns often, but even when he doesn’t get one, his ball is just so hard to catch and no one can get it to base on time - he’s never been out in his life - every time he’s batter, everyone just gives up and all go like “it’s over no way are we going to catch that freaking shooting star” - except for you - each game, you make it your goal to try to catch his ball - you’ve failed each time, but next game, you know you can do it because you practiced your catches and you trained sprinting from one side of the field to the other - you even motivate and push your teammates to train harder with you to the point they’re all like “you have to calm down omfg” - just thinking about hoshi pisses you off, but while he may be your rival…. you can’t hate him - you’ve honestly always found him kind of cute and charming….. and he’s always smiling, positive and hard-working…… - but you refuse to think about it because YOU HAVE TO BEAT HIM FIRST - the day of the big game is here, and you get this determined look on your face when you see hoshi and his team enter the field - they approach your team and exclaim “good luck!!” while shaking hands with everyone - but when hoshi gets to you, you squeeze his hand a little tighter and look into his eyes and say “i’m going to catch your ball.” - hoshi’s shocked for a second, but then he breaks out into a grin and says “i’m looking forward to that.” - you just want to slap that stupid grin off his face, while hoshi gets so excited - because no one’s ever really challenged him before - each team he’s played against has said “oh man, we’re done for because of your ball” or “it’ll take a miracle for us to catch your shooting star lol” - but then there’s you….. - the grin doesn’t disappear from hoshi’s face the entire game and it frustrates you to no end - you and your teammates do your best and you’re surprisingly tied near the end of the game - but then hoshi walks up with his baseball bat and everyone in the arena could practically feel your team’s energy drain - you keep a determined look on your face though, and hoshi grins even wider when he catches your eye from where he is - the pitcher gulps and throws a curve ball at him, but hoshi hits it and starts running the second the ball goes flying - you keep your eye on the ball and start sprinting towards it to try to catch it - when you see the ball getting closer to the ground, you force yourself to go faster and you jump forward with your eyes closed while stretching your hand as far as you can - the cheering suddenly stops and the arena……. is dead silent - you slowly open your eyes only to see - hoshi’s baseball in your glove - the arena suddenly erupts in cheers and screams as the umpire screams “YOU’RE OUT” at hoshi - the game is announced officially over, and for the first time…….. hoshi’s team lost - you slowly turn around to see everyone’s jaws dropped, but your team snaps out of it and start sprinting over to you - they lift you off the ground and they carry you around while screaming along with the crowd - while laughing, you take a glance at hoshi, who still has on a smile on his face - and you’re so offended at this point because WAIT NO YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE ANGRY YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO HATE ME - he then turns around to give his teammates hugs and words of encouragement and seeing this…… you hate to admit it, but your heart might have just skipped a beat - after the game, everyone goes their separate ways, but you decide to stay at the field a little longer because you still can’t believe you beat HOSHI - you’re sitting on the ground, throwing the ball from one hand to the other while grinning widely, replaying the moment over and over - when suddenly, someone takes a seat next to you and when you look up, you’re surprised to see hoshi - you say “hoshi?” and he grins “hi again” - you ask “what are you doing here? i thought i heard your friends say something about getting dinner” - hoshi shrugs “i’ll catch up with them later…. i just wanted to say good game” - you squint your eyes at him “why do i feel like there’s a catch?” - hoshi holds his hands up in defense and says “there’s no catch, i swear. seriously, no one’s ever caught my ball before….. and this is the first time i’ve lost a game…..” - you say “you don’t seem too upset though” and he says “because you actually tried!!” - you don’t say anything and he continues “i’ve seen you practice so hard these past few weeks since it’s on my way home….. you’ve worked hard, i don’t mind losing to you. you’re a good opponent.” - you just smile to yourself and say “wow and to think this whole time, i thought you were some cocky show-off….” - hoshi laughs and says “well that’s nice of you. you better watch out next game though, there’s no way i’m letting you catch my ball again” - you say “oh yeah? we’ll see about that” - hoshi grins “winner pays for dinner?” - you laugh “really? you’re going to ask me out?” and he just grins at you - you roll your eyes while laughing “alright, fine. you’re on.”
Summary: After conversing with Leia about your situation, you decide that taking the leap of faith wouldn’t hurt after all.
Request: Could you please do one with Luke where reader is a little nervous to confess their feelings but decides to get past their nerves and tell him even though they aren’t sure how he’ll react. Thankfully he feels the same!
Author’s note: This is the first time I write for Luke so I hope I did this man justice!! Cotton candy found dead in Miami bc this fic is filled with fluff oh my goshjdsahudislhvlfi
Sometimes when Luke looks over your way, you get the urge to scream at the top of your lungs to declare your love for him. Though you wave or smile at him instead, you can’t help but put yourself down for not confessing right then and there about your feelings.
The sole reason that you hold yourself back is your nerves.
1. “Describe yourself how you would describe a character you’re introducing.”
I’ll do it from Daryl’s perspective:
“Daryl watched as she heaved the axe blade up into the air and slammed it down into the wood. She swore a little as her thumb hit the edge of the piece as it split. Daryl chuckled as she shoved the thumb into her mouth and sucked on it quickly before getting back to work. Daryl loved her stubborn, fiesty nature. She was always her own boss and didn’t take crap from anyone.
On top of that she also happened to be just about the sweetest flower he had ever known. She was always protecting the women and children too weak to fight on their own in this crap heap of a world. She did whatever she could to keep people safe, including nearly losing her own life a few times. Daryl didn’t like that she was a fighter sometimes, this world could be too dangerous and he loved her too much to watch her die. He didn’t think he could handle that. He pushed those thoughts from his head and smiled larger as he saw her walking toward him.
She dropped the ax and stared into his eyes with one thing on her mind as she walked confidently over to him. He huffed in awe as he took in the beautiful sight of his strong woman coming back home to his arms. She walked right into this body, wrapped her arms around his back, and pressed against him looking up at him with loving need, “I see you staring, Dixon. Let’s go do all those dirty things you want to do to me.”
With that she let go, grabbed his hand, and winked at him as she pulled him toward their cell…”
(a little mini fic there haha)
2. “Is there any specific ritual you go through while/before/after your writing?”
Right now it is just when I have the time, but usually my ritual includes picking a request or having a fantasy of my own and thinking on it for a few days to a week. My fantasy’s I have to create a story around. For the requests the story is sort of already loosely built so that framework helps.
I usually work on a fic a few chunks at a time it probably takes me 2-3 days (without work) to work on one story. But other than that I have always just been the dive right in type of writer. It usually flows pretty easily, I have always had that *ability* to just type up things without much framework. In fact, the more freedom the better for me. I was always the one leaving a ten page paper till the last minute and throwing it together the night before. lol.
18. “How old were you when you started writing?”
I used to right some Pacey x Joey fic when I was 16. I would say around 15-16 is when I really started to write. I was really into song lyrics too when I was younger, I wrote a lot of lyrics as well as some fic. This is the first time I’ve written so much smut, I might have written one or two when I was younger but if I did I never published it.
So Norman/Daryl gets the recognition for me writing this smut and publishing it. That damn man is too hot! Thanks for the smutty inspiration Norman! ;)
4 sentences from your work that you’re proud of.”
“You feel your entire body screaming with anxiety as your heart races and you force your body forward, dropping out of the truck and slamming your feet onto the pavement. You looked over at Daryl and he puffed his chest out, telling you that you two were strong together and that everything would be okay. Your eyes get harder as you take a deep breathe, square your feet, and turn to look at the man they called Rick.
You stand shoulder to shoulder with Daryl, with his hand over yours, protectively, as you feel and hear the wind whipping around your mangled hair and over your body as it rushes past. You stare into Rick’s eyes and you suddenly feel like you are being examined as his eyes searched yours. You shift awkwardly as his head slightly cocks to the side his eyes still searching yours. You stand there squaring your shoulders and holding yourself dominantly back to the man as your hair whips violently in the wind.
You feel Daryl squeeze your hand, trying to support you, as he stared straight ahead at Rick, same stance as you, awaiting his reaction.”
(I love writing the reader shoulder to shoulder with Daryl, as if they are equals, not her cowering behind him. You probably notice this theme in my stories a lot with the strong female characters)
“You step outside and you can see the dim streetlight as it emanates down the road of Alexandria. Your boots hit the wooden surface of the deck, as you walk out onto it. You didn’t see Daryl anywhere, you sighed to yourself, and your body slumped down a little.
“Hey Y/N.” You hear his sexy, low growl and turn to your right, where the sound is coming from.
You see Daryl sitting on the bench located all the way at the other end of the deck, in the corner. The light did not reach his shadowy figure and all you saw was the outline of his body and a burning red cherry, coming from his cigarette. It burned hotter as he inhaled, you hear him breathe out and see a plume of smoke coming out from the shadows, as he blew it toward you.
“Hey.” You say, nervously, as you forced your feet to move over to his side of the deck.
The closer you got the clearer the image of him becomes. He has one of his feet up on the bench, as he sits relaxed, leaning against the back wall of the deck. You move closer and you can see his eyes as they watch you walk slowly over to him, he looks you up and down again, making you almost forget your nerves.”
(I loved the image of him sitting in the shadows and only being able to see his outline and the cherry of his cigarette).
“Suddenly you smile to yourself, “I know what will get you up…” You say to Daryl, who can’t hear you. You shimmy off the bed and grab the sheet that covered you both all night and ripped it off the bed. You stare down at Daryl’s body, down his big bare chest, to his black jeans, all the way down to his legs and his bare feet. He slept with his arms at his sides palms up, his eyes twitched a little as he began to come out of his sleep.
You quickly reached down and unbutton his pants and unzip them. You try and wiggle the pants down his hips from the odd angle you stand at beside the bed. You twist your body and grunt a little bit trying to pull the pants off him.
You hear Daryl clear his throat and freeze, your hands on his hips, you slowly look back at him, and see him grinning from ear to ear as he pulls his hands behind his head, looking down at you trying to undress him.
“Somethin’ you need?” He asked cockily smirking and wiggle his hips in your hands.
You smirk and lick your lips, “Actually, it was something I wanted to give you. It’s your birthday after all.” You smile seductively and turn your gaze back down to his pants.
“Damn. Alright.” He said, lifting his hips in the air, “Go ahead, baby.”…”
(omfg can you imagine him walking up to you trying to give him a blow job? Too hot an image so this makes the list!)
“Suddenly he moves his body up and over yours, forcing you to lay on your back. You peer at him in shock and watch as he gentle presses his right hand down on your sternum, holding you to the ground.
“What if I were a walker? What would you do?” He asked, as you struggle a little under his hand.
Your eyes close, trying to focus, this was another test. You think back to the training you had been giving and move your left arm up swiftly, pushing it hard against Daryl’s arm restraining you, forcing his grip off you. You roll to your right a few times and force your body to your feet, fists raised.
Daryl rolls over and crawls his way slowly to his feet, swinging his arms, and staring at you, a small smile never leaving his lips.
“Good.” He says as enthusiastically as Daryl Dixon can and he nods his head up at you.
“Now… Come at me.” He raises his arms and juts his fingers up and down, gesturing to you.
You dig your heels into the ground and nod your head, determined to do good. You sprint forward and slam your body into his, using both hands to push him to the ground. You both fall and you land hard on top of him, your hands bracing against his chest. You hear the thud, but neither of you feel the fall thanks to the pure adrenaline running through both your veins. You feel his hands quickly come up to your hips and harshly pull them as he pivots his body around, turning you onto your back and pushing you hard into the ground. You cry out in pleasure, feeling his hands force your body into the ground with so much pressure.
He looks at you and curiously cocks his head to the side, smirking. Had he heard you cry out for him? He stares down at you and you look back at him licking your lips a little as you feel his body straddling yours. You look down at his hips on yours and then stare up into his eyes with longing. He nods and swoops down, crashing his lips onto yours.
You feel his tongue as it grazes harshly across your bottom lip and then across your top, you cry out again and arch your body up into him, opening your mouth to him. You close your eyes and he watches you cry out. He growls and you feel it all through his body as he presses against you, you feel his hips press hard into yours moan again. He plunges his tongue into your awaiting mouth and swirls his tongue harshly around your mouth, capturing your tongue and making love to it. You feel his hand come up and cup the side of your face, pushing you into him harder. You swirl your tongue around his faster in response to his urgency.
He groans a little and presses his hold body onto you even harder, thrusting his hips up into your core, watching for your reaction. You smile a little, your eyes still closed, stopping your tongue for a moment. He smirked and did it again a few more times, watching you come undone a little. Your hair harshly rubs into the grass as you feel his hips grind you into the ground a few times. His tongue swirls around yours a few more times as both of his hands cup your face and pull you into him. He quickly exists your mouth putting a little kiss onto the tip of your nose. He leans up and peers down at you with a mischievous smile.
“What if I were a walker?…” He shifts his weight, pushing his groin into yours holding into you. “…What would you do?” He asked, smirking at you.
You moan a little to yourself, loving the feeling of him pressing himself into you and then look up at him, smiling a devilish smile. In one quick motion you lean your knee up and gently graze his thighs apart from inside them and swirl your body around, pushing him down onto the ground beneath you, your hands pushing his chest down as hard as you could. You breathe heavily as you feel the lust and adrenaline pump through your body. You grind your hips into his a little bit and watch as his eyes turn to you lowly looking like he had a bunch of naughty intentions. His hands grazed up your thighs and roamed to your hips, his right hand moved lower and grabbed the side of your ass harshly. You writhe your hips into him in response, straddling him as the sunset glow appeared on both your bodies.
You look down at him as you grind your hips into his, you feel his throbbing cock beneath his pants and sigh a little in response.
“What are you going to teach me now?” You ask lowly, riding him into the grass.
He smirks and grabs your ass harder, pushing you into him harsher as you grind into him.
“Baby? I got all kinds of things to teach you.” He emphasized your name and you became even wetter.
Suddenly his right hand came back to your hip and both hands swirled you around, his body pushing you both over in another somersault, him landing back on top of you. He grabs your wrists and harshly pushed them both up above your head, holding you into the ground. He positions his legs so he is straddling you, his clothed cock pressing into your core. You writhe up into his hips, staring at him with longing…”
(I love writing these types of smut pieces where Daryl can play roughly with the reader, I think he’d love to be able to push and pull someone around who was just as strong as he is. I loved this entire fic actually a lot of action description with I also love to do).
“He slowly climbed in and under the sheet. He laid sideways with his right elbow propping up his body. He stared over at you, now so close to him, he could feel your body’s warmth as he scooted his body closer and closer, until his forearm met your shoulder. He towered over your sleeping face as he slowly reached his left hand over to your body and shoved it under your tank top, landing on your soft stomach. He swirled his hand over your skin, as he looked down at your face, which turned into a smile the minute his skin made contact with yours.
He smiled at you lovingly at your reaction and quickly swooped down to give you an innocent kiss on the nose, before slowly moving his lips down to yours. His lips gave yours a soft, gentle kiss hello, and continued down the side of your neck, leaving kisses all the way up to your ear, meanwhile his hand started to venture north.
“I’m home, baby… Wake up…” He said huskily into your ear, before taking your earlobe into his mouth and biting it a little, trying to awake you.
“Mmmm…” Your mouth and body react to his lips and you slowly start shaking your head, starting to break away from your slumber.
“That’s right, baby… Wake up for me, I need you…” He purred again into your ear, before crashing his lips and tongue down onto the sweet spot behind it, the one he knew you loved.
He began to suck and swirl around your skin, causing shivers to explode onto it. He smiled at your body’s reaction and bit your neck a little, in reaction. He worked his lips up and down your neck as his hand ventured up toward your breasts, lovingly taking each one of them on thrill ride after thrill ride, trying his hardest to wake you up.
“Oh god!” You groan out as his tongue and his hand work on you, roughly.
Suddenly, your eyes pop open and you notice you are breathing heavily, your heart racing, so fucking turned on. Your eyes squint as they hit the harsh light from hallway, you close them for a second, blinding yourself. Your brain slowly awakens and you smile to yourself as you begin to feel him all over you. Norman was home. Your confused eyes turn to happiness as your brain slowly identifies his tongue on your neck and his hand on your breasts, your eyes begin to focus and you lovingly reach your right hand over and put it in his hair, gently massaging it as a thank you for his actions.
Norman bites your skin at your touch and swiftly detaches his mouth from you. He leans up and over your face, smiling tenderly down at you with nothing but love and longing.
“Hey, baby.” He said softly as he looked down into your eyes, he was so happy to be home and in your arms again.”
(I really love this one. Imagine Norman trying to wake you up and being so fucking turned out that you were dreaming about him? I could! Love this one and my first ever Norman smut piece!)
I honestly love all the stories it is hard to pick just 4.
Thanks for the ask @addiction-survivor25 ! Hope I did it justice! Stay Smutty! haha
Warnings: Slight smut (in front of the team NOT SORRY),
language, my shitty first smut??!? Winter???? I don’t even know what I should
warn you about.
A/N: For anon that requested it: You didn’t asked for smut
or something life that but to be honest while I was writing it the idea felt
okay with this prompt. IF you don’t like it let me know and I’ll write a new
one, without the slight smut.
Meanwhile all of you enjoy my crappy writing, it was
fun and it was my first time writing so yeah if you wanna tell me anything I’m
here to hear it! Sorry if it’s awful and if there are any misspellings or
errors as always. (Requests are still open) Enjoy! –Lor.
|| I don’t own Tony
or any of the Avengers, they belong to Marvel. ||
It was winter after a mission in Russia, the
snow covered everything outside so once that all of the avengers landed in the
Facility, everyone were running to get into comfortable and cozy clothes and
just hang around in the living room. Where the heat was.
everywhere and the electric fireplace at its maximum temperature, the TV was
already on with a crappy movie and a big bowl full of popcorn placed at the
coffee table between all of the heroes.
Y/N was the last one to come out of the
quinjet, so she’ll be the last one to take a shower and join the movie night.
After she washed the dirt and the tiredness from her body and changed her
clothes for a fresh and warm ones she made her way down to the living room.
Looking around trying to find a free sit she saw Natasha smiling mischievously
at her and pointing with her eyes to the only free sit in the room: the one
besides Tony in the tiny couch.
1.) RE: minho requests. I wouldn’t mind some intense teasing in foreplay with almost humiliating (I dunno how best to describe it sorry) dirty talk about how wet the person is and how badly they must want it until they are begging for it. ;) i love your writing so whatever you end up doing will be amazing and HOT
2.) Teresa’s eye catches your boyfriend Minho so to make sure he is marked as yours you ride the living day lights out of him and leave scratches along his back and hickeys on his shoulders and v-line and you have bruises on your hips. She goes to flirt with him the next day so you subtlety flash the love marks you left on him at her and kiss Minho more passionately than you have before and everyone in the Glade looks at you shocked as you proudly walk away leaving Minho dazed and lovestruck.
3.) Oooh, could I request Minho smut where he’s usually in charge and in control, but the reader finds out he has a huge weakness- he goes absolutely crazy when she rides him, like it’s his ultimate weakness, and of course she exploits this bc LBR who wouldn’t ;)
4.) Can you please do a minho one where you won’t let him touch you or talk and maybe his hands are tied up so his big biceps look all pretty above his head and he’s constantly tugging on the rope so they’re bulging omfg I need it please
This smut gave me hell and it’s so long i want to cry. I hope y’all love it and shoutout to the anon for helping me finish it. Request me things (but read the guideline post so I don’t have to delete it).
The fire crackled and snapped in the relative quiet of the Glade. The sun had long since set and most of the Gladers were gathered around in small groups sharing the warming glow of the fire. It was so rare that you got a chance to sit out and enjoy the night with the rest of the group. Tonight was warm and the air tasted like the start of summer. You tried to shut out the rest of the conversations, resting your head on Minho’s chest with your eyes shut. This kind of soothing peace had descended over the groups and where there would usually be bickering and ruckus, there was only small talk and silence- like there was no where else to be but by the fire.
“Shut up, Thomas. Minho could kick your ass in two seconds flat.” A shrill voice across the fire chuckled, awakening you from your daze and breaking the beautiful peace.
“Thanks T.” Your pillow shook. The smoke nipped at your eyes as you peeled them open to sit up a little, flattening out your hair and shifting from the arm wrapped around your shoulders. Across the fire sat Teresa and she was staring intently at you, a small smile creeping on her lips. Nope. Not at you, at the guy snuggled up with you. Your head turned to face him, but his eyes were focused across the fire pit. Your stomach twitched. Oh, hell no.
Your hand shifted under the blanket wrapped around you both to land just above his knee, a gentle reminder of who he should be looking at. Minho’s head snapped to you, a small, cocky smirk still on his lips. “Hey.” He pulled you back against him warming your side once more.
You narrowed your eyes at him. He narrowed his at you before whispering, “What?”
You glanced back at the fire. Teresa’s smile had disappeared, but she wasn’t back in the guy’s conversation. She was staring directly at you, lips pouted.
“I have a present for you.” You smirked back at him. It was something you’d been thinking of for a while, but tonight you were feeling the effects of some Dutch courage- just one drink too many.
Minho raised an eyebrow, “A present?” And his smirk was back. “And what would that be?” His eyes wandered back to the fire.
“You’ll have to come to bed to find out.” Whispering so as to conceal your conversation from the groups sitting around you, you pulled your legs underneath you and moved to face him, letting his arm drop from your shoulders to your waist.
His eyes shut very deliberately before opening them slowly, he was smiling now. That rare, glistening smile he didn’t like to show people. “You drive a hard bargain, Y/N. Do I at least get a hint?” His fingers played with the seam of your shirt at your lower back letting his cold fingertips brush against the hot skin there, leaving shivers to run up your spine.
“No clues.” You wound your arms around his neck and pulled yourself up until you could whisper in his ear, letting the blanket slip from your body. “But if you come now I might even throw in a lapdance.”
Minho’s hand curled into a fist, tightening around the material of your shirt. “We’re gone.” He muttered, whipping the blanket off himself before standing up and offering you a hand to your feet. “G’night.” He said quietly to the fire earning a small wave from Thomas. Gently he took your hand and together you made the short walk back to the homestead.
You pulled the chair from the corner of his room to the centre as the door banged shut. “Sit.” Minho took slow steps towards you holding your gaze before lowering himself to sit, his smirk still visible in the dim light. The slight buzz of alcohol still danced in your system creating a warm hum in your forehead as you reached for his shoulders and bent at the waist until you were at his eye-level. You stayed that way for a moment reveling in the way his eyes darted from your eyes to your lips.
He broke first, stretching forwards to nuzzle his nose against yours, lips millimeters away in a delicious kind of purgatory. Your lips twitched, teasing his before your hand stroked over his jaw. His lips pressed against yours softly, but you pulled away all to soon and turned around.
Moving your hips to the melody inside of your head, you ran your hands up and over your body, eyes closed in dizzy tipsiness. You flicked your hair over one shoulder and glanced back at him, slipping your fingers under the hem of your shirt. Minho was slouched in the chair, eyes locked on your ass. You smiled a little, pulling your shirt over your head softly and discarding it on the ground. Slowly you backed up onto him, grinding your ass on his package while supporting yourself with a hand on either knee. “Damn, Y/N.” Minho breathed behind you curving his huge hands around your hips, guiding them against him.
“I didn’t say you could touch me.” You whispered back, pulling his hands from your hips. Minho sighed dramatically, the smile audible in his breath. All too soon you stood up and stepped away from him to unbuckled your belt, still rolling your hips. You slid your pants down slowly, bending at the waist and letting them pool at your ankles before glancing over your shoulder again. His eyes were still locked on your ass but his lips were parted a little, brow furrowed. Minho glanced up, caught your eye and motioned for you to come closer. Tediously slowly, you drew your hand up to hold onto his shoulder before stepping over his legs and straddling him. You lowered yourself onto his lap, and rolled your hips against his growing hardness.
Now eye-to-eye, you watched as Minho’s eyes licked over your skin before stopping at your bra. You felt his hands running from your knees over your thighs to rest on your ass. You stopped moving, glaring at him until he looked you in the eye. “Hands.” You said firmly.
Minho grinned, groaning and rolling his head backwards to rest on the backrest of the seat. All the same, he squeezed your ass hard before removing his hands. You rolled your hips down on him again, lowering your lips to meet his neck. You let your tongue flick against his skin before moving your lips up to his earlobe which you sucked into your mouth, biting it gently. Minho hissed underneath you, rocking his hips to meet yours. The increased friction against your clit caused your muscles to clench involuntarily; the feeling of rolling over his length -only three thin layers dividing you- was indescribable. Your hands wound down to unbutton his shirt as your lips caught his neck again, kissing his hot skin harder and sucking it into your mouth. He was going to be marked as yours before the night was through.
With his help, you navigated stripping him of his shirt before detaching yourself from his neck. Even in the dim light the bruise stood out next to his tanned skin. You ground against him harder, hands stroking down his skin, feeling out every contour of his muscles. After exploring him for a while, your hands stroked back to his neck. You were nose to nose, each gasping softly into the other’s mouth will every grind of your hips, small tingles coursing from your core feeling him hard against you. You leaned in and pulled his bottom lip between your teeth.
All of a sudden his hands were under your ass. You let go of his lip and stopped grinding again. “You’re really not getting this ‘no hands’ thing, are you?” You breathed into his open mouth.
Minho grinned against your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your chest flush against his. His lips were on your neck, then trailed down to your chest before stopping in the valley between your breasts. “But I missed these too much,” he muttered, squeezing them over your bra.
You giggled as his hands met your ass again and he stood up, carrying you around his waist. It didn’t last long though as he threw you down on his mattress. You sat up on your elbows, admiring his body; the way his biceps bulged and retracted as he unbuckled his belt, the skin pulled taught over his tensing abs and of course his considerable arousal straining to be freed. All thoughts of Teresa had escaped your mind when he crawled between your legs, pawing at your bra with both palms before stroking over your thighs.
Above it all, the way he looked at you turned you on like crazy- it was like he had never seen something quite so special before, like every curve of your skin was carved by the Gods. You reached your hand along his waist, pulling his belt from his hips like a whip before edging his pants down with your heels. Minho shook them off, discarding them at the end of the bed before moving back to your lips to catch you in a passionate make-out session. This chest-to-chest exchange made your mind go blank. His hands were innocent -running through your hair and along your jaw- but his mouth told a different story in its clumsy, frantic kisses.
You pushed against his shoulder gently and flipped onto him, straddling his waist and pulling away from his lips first, as usual. Breathlessly you spoke,“Minho, I made a rule. No hands. Give them to me.” You took his hands and pinned them, wrist over wrist above his head. You wound his belt around them, binding them to the headboard before locking the belt in place and sitting up, staring down at his naked torso.
“Damn, Y/N.” He whispered, pulling at his ties. His biceps flared sending a short twitch to your clit. His smile reassured you that everything was fine but you chewed on your lip, lightly rolling your hips over his hardness to fulfill the throbbing heat between your legs. The faint blur of alcohol in your system was dying out, and you were hit by a strange mix of nerves and arousal. This was so foreign for you- to have him at your mercy and be able to pleasure him (or not) in whatever way you pleased.
“Will you talk to me?” You bent down, kissing along his jaw until you found the other side of his neck from your first love bite. Kissing slowly, you alternated between suckling on his skin and massaging it with your tongue, trying to minimize the pain involved. Under your fingertips you could feel his heart speed up.
“Talking is not really my strong point.” He spoke huskily, his throat shaking under your lips.
“Pretty please?” You sat back and admired your new masterpiece before leaving hot wet kisses down his chest. “What do you want me to do?” You rocked on him, feeling your wetness soak through your panties. There was no way he couldn’t feel it through his boxers too. You sat up, trailing a hand behind your back before popping the clasp on your bra and slowly sliding its straps down your shoulders. “Hmm?”
You could see his eyes following your hand, brow furrowed. He pulled against his restraints again making the headboard shake, his hands twisting around the leather that bound them. Minho sighed and closed his eyes but his smile still remained. “Take it off.”
“But why would I take it off if you’re not even looking.” His eyes flickered open to your chest. “If I wanted to untie you -which I don’t- I’d want you to take this off-.” You flicked it onto the floor and pulled your hands up your body until they cupped your breasts. His face turned you on more than anything as his eyes flickered between your exposed chest and your face as he bucked his hips to get as much friction as possible in his restricted state. “-And then you could play with them.” You squeezed yourself hard, the sight causing him to shift against you roughly, a frustrated groan escaping his lips.
Ignoring the growing need to empale yourself on his dick, you swung your leg off him, now kneeling at his side. Your hand rolled over his boxers, feeling the impressive length of his hardness. “Fuck, Minho.” You breathed imagining how it would feel to be stretched open by him. Minho short breaths were loud, as were the almost constant rattles of him pulling against the headboard. You ducked your head and licked over the fabric, feeling his muscles clench under your hands. As they clasped around the waist band, you drew the cloth down his legs before throwing it to the floor to join your other clothes.
You eyes flicked back to his now bare hips, hands running over the V of his hips and feeling the angular shape leading down to his length. A light whimper broke the quiet, “Untie me, baby.”
Smiling, you dipped down to kiss along his hips licking along the hollow of his skin. “I don’t think you want me to. Tell me what you want.” You stopped as close to his cock as possible, letting it brush past your cheek before moving to his other hip.
“Suck it.” He gasped as your lips sucked on his skin leaving yet another dark bruise, this time on his hip. Your hands ran to his sides, locking him down from wriggling against you.
“You didn’t say what to suck.”
“Y/N.” He moaned, his head pressing back into the pillow. You moved to the other hip, face lower this time and much closer to him. Your lips locked around his skin again, sucking it lightly and letting your teeth graze over it. “Suck my dick.” He breathed, eyes closed.
For a second you were frozen. Just hearing him say something dirty was an immediate turn on, but it was so foreign it almost sounded like another language. Stretching your tongue out and licked him from base to tip. Minho’s groan was loud as you swirled your tongue around his tip before kissing it, hands fumbling to tie your hair back in a loose bun. When your hands were free, you made a loose fist around his base, pumping him a few times to wetten him before wrapping your lips around him. You sucked him lightly at first; teasing him in and out of your mouth while keeping your fist working on the part which you couldn’t reach with your hand. Increasing your speed, the familiar ache of your jaw was unnoticeable while you listened to him trying to stay quiet. He felt so much harder than usual, his arousal making your own all the more prevalent.
Underneath you Minho squirmed weakly, whimpering and pulling hard on the headboard. With your ass in the air and your lips on his cock, the power was definitely in your hands. “Baby, please untie me.” He said breathlessly, stomach muscles tensing in attractive waves with each pant.
You sat up, wiping the corners of your mouth. “Why?” Reaching your hand up to stroke down his biceps, the other stroking over his member.
Minho’s jaw was tight but he chuckled, squirming under you. “Because I want to feel you.”
“Not good enough.” You pecked his lips before crawling back to his dick, sucking it deep into your hot mouth, relishing in the sound of his hiss. As you pulled away, you ran your tongue down his shaft before flicking it over his tip.
“Fuck, Y/N. Stop.” His voice was firm this time.
You pulled away, grinning ear to ear. “Do you need a minute to compose yourself?” You teased, turning back to his face.
His cheeks were flushed and his hair was unusually matted as he sighed, nodding. “Why won’t you let me touch you?” He whined, relaxing his arms above his head. You were now hit with the realization of just how wet you were. Your clit was throbbing powerfully and your heart was almost as loud and fast as his.
You tilted your head to the side, sliding your panties down your legs before throwing them on his bedside table. You’d leave them there as a souvenir. “I can do that myself- do you want to watch?” You smirked trying to sound as innocent as possible.
“Fuck, Y/N.” Minho groaned in frustration, throwing his head back to look at the ceiling as you ran your hands over your chest again, flicking over hardened nipples. His eyes drifted back to you soon enough- this time you spread your legs. “I could make you feel so good. Fuck, baby. Untie me.”
As you ran a hand down to brush over your clit -sensitive from being ignored for so long- you could see his eyes widen. “Talk dirty to me and I’ll think about it.” You gasped as the first wave of pleasure hit you. You were so wet, it would be embarrassing but for the way Minho was looking at you.
He growled. “God, Y/N. Please let me do that for you.” The tone of anger in his voice was so sexy, a kind of passion which was so rarely spoken. You shook your head slowly, having a little trouble processing his words while your clit felt so sensitive under your fingertips. The coiling sensation in your abdomen was a sure signal that you could make yourself come anytime you wanted, but making him squirm was so much more rewarding than that. Your fingers were covered in your own wetness as you drew soft circles around your clit, gasping with every shock of sensation which rolled through your veins. Minho’s head fell back in the pillow, trying so hard not to watch you. He closed his eyes. “Untie me so that I can fuck your sweet, tight little pussy until you’re shaking.”
Your mouth literally dropped open, your hand stopped moving. His dark eyes fell back to you. “Was that better?” He smirked, “Y/N, you’re literally dripping wet.” Minho bit his lip as you watched his eyes fall to your core. His voice was quiet but strong and unyeilding. “You must want me so badly. Let me do it. If you don’t want to untie me, come here and sit on my face.”
Blinking, you whispered, “What did you just say?” Your fingers pressed firmly on your clit causing an override of hot pleasure causing you to arch up, toes curling against the sheets.
“Stop touching yourself and sit on my face.” Minho growled, rattling the headboard again. Your head tilted to the side, hand trailing away from your core at the proposition. Slowly you smiled, setting yourself back on your knees.
You shook your head and Minho groaned. “Nah, but I will ride you.” You whispered, straddling him once more and leaning down to brush your lips against his. As your lips met over and over again, tongues flickering over each others, you ground down lightly on him causing your wetness to coat his length. You each moaned into the other’s mouths before you sat up. It felt too frantic- the swelling within you was intense and demanding- but you weren’t about to stop.
You raised yourself off the bedsheets, palming his length to line his tip at your entrance. “You ready?” You breathed, watching him from above. His jaw was tight, but his eyes never left you.
“Untie me and I will be.” He grunted. Sighing, you sat yourself on his cock, feeling every inch push deeper and deeper inside you until you were sure you couldn’t take anymore. He was so big, it didn’t so much hurt as feel like a fine stretching. Your nails were digging into his chest, chewing on your lips and trying to keep your impending climax at bay for now.
His groan was short and quiet, his chest heaving underneath your hands. All of a sudden you longed for his hands on you, or perhaps for his lips to worship any part of your skin. Slowly you pulled yourself up, sinking back down onto him again. This time it was easier, hot tingles of pleasure making your muscles tense uncontrollably, but you didn’t want to ride too fast and give him the satisfaction of seeing you climax. “Baby, you feel so good.” You whimpered, riding him gently at first, quietly accommodating his length in you. “If I untie you, will you make me come?” Your leant forwards, hands wrapping around the belt buckle which bound him, breasts hovering over his face.
Even in the dim light you could see his eyes wondering from your chest to his ties. “Y/N.” He sighed, “I can make you come until you can’t breath. I’ll make sure you can’t walk tomorrow if you let me touch you.” Your walls tightened around his cock causing a loud whimper to slip from your mouth as you pawed over the buckle before undoing it fast.
Minho pulled his wrists free in a flash, sitting up and running his hands roughly down to your ass, grabbing it hard. He pulled you up and down on his dick faster than before, fingers pressing hard into your skin as you cried out in animalistic noises at the feeling of him sliding in and out of you. The coil in your stomach was shifting violently as you hugged around his neck, hands running through his short hair. “I’m going to…” You whimpered down to him, as his hands moved to your hips. The rhythmic sound of slapping skin fell in rhythm with your panting breaths. His fingers dug in painfully hard, but it send shockwaves to your heat as he bounced you on his cock, bucking up to meet you.
He groaned loudly, half-smiling up at you. “You gonna come for me, Y/N?” Your fingers dug into the back of his neck hard, feeling that climbing in your stomach reaching higher and higher as he plowed into you, your mouth gasping in shaky breaths.
“Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod.” You panted, pressing your foreheads together until you couldn’t talk anymore, feeling that overwhelming white hot coil about to crash down. You shook softly, breathing into his mouth until his pounding made your stomach flip. Harsh waves of pleasure cut through you, shaking you to the core as you bounced on his dick. From your mouth slipped a long string of “Ohmigod,” met only by his groan from feeling you tighten around him. Your eyes squeezed shut, shaking hard against him as you settled from your high.
Minho’s thrusting slowed and finally stopped as he supported your trembling frame, switching positions to lie you on your back. Through your whimpers, he kissed against your lips softly, still inside of you. As you composed yourself, you smiled up at him, hands still wrapped around his neck. “Do you need a minute?” He whispered, proudly smirking down at you.
You shook your head slowly, as his hands trailed up to cup your breasts. Coming down from your high felt a little painful. Your thigh muscles ached and your hips felt bruised and tender, but that all disappeared when Minho drew himself out of you, thrusting back in slowly. “I think I might. Goddammit you’re so tight after you come.” He reached down and hiked your thigh further up his hip, stretching you open a little further to accommodate him.
His thrusts were slow and passionate, burying himself to the hilt and watching your face as you gasped under him. “So are you going to let me make you come again or are you going to tie me up?” Minho breathed against your mouth.
You had fully recovered by now, but your core felt numb and swollen. Still, you relished in the slow thrusts he gave you, stroking your hand over his jaw. “I don’t think I can come again, but you can fuck me for real, now.” You teased.
Your smile soon turned into a harsh moan as he slid himself into you hard. “What were you saying?” He chuckled, stomach muscles rippling in the dull light with every hard drive into you. The way his lower stomach brushed over your clit when he was deep made your eyes roll into the back of your head.
“Fuck.” You whimpered as he ducked his head, kissing along your neck as he picked up speed, groaning himself now. Your wetness made a delicious slapping sound with every thrust, and his panting moans sent hot pangs of pleasure to your sensitive clit. It was so hot being skin on skin with him. Through the pangs, you could feel that spiral in your stomach start to resurface. “Minho, I think I can.”
Minho responded with faster thrusts, driving into you at an incomprehensible pace. You swore loudly, arching up to his chest, raking your nails down his back just to cling onto something. His lightening quick pace fast tracked your climax until you were panting hard underneath him. He could feel you tightening around his cock and although he wanted so badly to bury himself and spit his seed into you, he kept his focus clear, determined to make you come again. He didn’t have to wait long as you clung tighter to him, your core feeling a numb kind of ecstasy at his speed. “Don’t stop…” You whispered, before falling silent. Your eyes locked into his as you hit the white plateau before the crash.
“Come for me.” He breathed into your mouth. You trembled under him, before feeling the pressure in your stomach flood everywhere all at once. Eyes squeezed shut, the electric pangs shot through you, wave after wave of uncontrollable pleasure as Minho buried himself to the hilt, twitching deep into you as his hand covered your mouth to quieten the animalistic sounds coming from it. His own groan was just as loud though, as he pressed his forehead harder against yours.
It felt as if minutes had gone past -certainly long enough for you to quieten yourself- before he slid out of you, leaving you tight and leaking a delicious mix of both your liquids. He pushed himself from you, taking his hand away from your mouth and leaning on his side. “I gave you bruises.” Minho’s fingers traced lightly over your hips. He sounded worried. You sat up still shaking inside from the pangs of pleasure. Sure enough, there were small, dark blotched over your waist where his fingers had pressed in, but they definitely didn’t hurt. Not yet, at least.
You giggled softly, throwing your head back to the pillow. “I don’t want to worry you, but you have a couple too.”
The events of last night rolled over and over in your head. The constant thoughts of Minho’s length filling you and of his lips on your neck made you irritable, distracted and above all, horny. The wetness between your legs had grown steadily throughout the day and intensified every time your hand brushed semi-deliberately over your bra. You had thought about returning to the homestead and killing the ache yourself, but thought better of it. Best just wait for him and let him claim you in every way you had deprived him of last night.
From across the Glade you could see the small group forming where the runners usually returned. Finally. You sauntered over to the group where your man stood a forehead taller than everyone else. A thin layer of sweat glistened on his forehead which did little but turn you on even more. His mouth was stretched out in his rare grin, but it wasn’t aimed at you this time. It was aimed at Teresa. Oh hell no. Now wasn’t the time to talk about her, now was the time to claim your property in the crudest way. In his running shirt the dark purple blotches on his neck were completely visible, so why weren’t they bothering her? Weren’t they markers enough of your ownership?
You approached from his back, wrapping your hands around his waist as you crossed to his front. Minho’s eyes flickered down to you and his smile widened further. You bit your lip, blushing a little as you ran your hand up his chest to his collar. His skin was burning hot under your palm and you knew exactly what he was thinking about. You pulled his collar down and he bend down to you, hands snaking around your waist and pulling you flush against his body. “I missed you.” He breathed for only you to hear. Your lips met with vigor, mouths opening on contact desperate to taste each other. Your lips locked and relocked, brushing against each other while your eyes flittered shut. As your tongues played, your hands rolled down to the hem of his shirt, slipping underneath it to feel his tight stomach muscles. His shirt rode up with your wrists, exposing the love marks over his V-line. To the sound of gasps and whispers from the small group around you, you pulled away and stepped back from him.
“I’m going to go hide in the showers. Prize if you find me?” You challenged loud enough for the group to hear before stepping out of his grasp and strutting towards the showers past Teresa whose eyes followed you the whole way.
Thomas slapped Minho’s shoulder, but he was frozen in a daze. “Jesus Christ- she’s a keeper. C’mon, go get your girl.” Thomas laughed and hollered with the rest of the guys.
Minho shook his head softly, trying to hide his beaming smile before following in your tracks past Teresa and heading towards the showers.
He pouts and acts childish often (as a form of aegyo)
When he performs he does a 180
He always has swagger and tons of charm no matter the situation
He’s been friends with T.O.P since childhood, and friends with Taeyang since teenage years
Jiyong is a HUGE fan of Dramas
At first when Seungri joined the group, Jiyong wouldn’t talk to him because he didn’t put in as many trainee hours as the other members had, and he was angry that he climbed the ranks so quickly
Him and Seungri bonded over a TV drama and became really close afterwords
He cries easily
He has multiple tattoos
His dad is #1 on his speed dial
Choi Seunghyun (T.O.P):
Position in group: Rapper / Lyricist
November 4th, 1987
Height: 5′11″ (181cm)
Weight: 143 pounds (65kg)
Social Media Accounts:
Get to know him:
He loves chairs
I’m not kidding this boi really loves chairs
Like all his Instagram photos are of food and chairs practically
He’s an extremely artistic man
he’s legit an artistic genius
He has a scar on his hand from a traumatic accident
Jiyong has a smiley face tattoo on the same hand, in the same place as T.O.P’s scar
Him and Jiyong are extremely close and have been since childhood
Bingu T.O.P is the best T.O.P
Bingu T.O.P is T.O.P when he’s being weird and silly
He’s one of the most outspoken in Big Bang
He regularly stands up to anti-fans when they vocally attack his members on social media sites
He even goes as far as to take screen shots of their comments and posts them on Instagram with his sassy reply (but they usually get deleted minutes later)
He loves making people laugh
After his member Daesung was involved in a bad Moter Vehicle accident, T.O.P made it his mission to make Daesung smile whenever he could until he felt better
He doesn’t like showing his skin off
The only time he’s been seen with his shirt off was in one of his dramas
He usually wears multiple layers of clothing no matter the weather
He’s also an actor
He’s been in 5 Dramas
Commitment / Tazza: the hidden card / 71: Into the fire / 19-nineteen / and Iris: the movie are the names of the movies
He loves to dance
He’s not too good at it, but he always gets a good laugh so he does it proudly
Position in group: Lead Vocalist
April 26th, 1989
Height: 5′10″ (178cm)
Weight: 138 pounds (63kg)
Get to know him:
happiest man on earth
seriously so sunny
You will often see him with his eyes covered because of his small eyes
However, he’s said that his eyes and nose are the features that he’s the most proud of
He will do absolutely anything to make people laugh, no matter what it is
He will make himself look completely stupid if you’ll laugh
He works hard to stay in shape and to take care of himself for both himself and for his fans
He has a competitive side though and won’t loose easily
everyone needs to see this man on the TV show Running Man to see this side of him. Everyone.
He gets scared really easily
All you’d have to say is “boo” and he’d jump 10 feet
Hates roller coasters and haunted houses (he’s so cute on them though)
He loves mathematics and difficult word problems
He’s quick witted and very smart
One of his favorite things to do is to support his members and always says how grateful for them he is
He’s accident prone when cooking
Amazing at impersonations
Loves his fans more than anything else in the world
He had the main roll in a tv show called “What’s up”
He was in the Korean version of the musical ‘Cats’
He is a devout Christian
Dong Youngbae (Taeyang):
Position in group: Vocalist / Dancer
May 18th, 1988
Height: 5′8″ (174cm)
Weight: 123 pounds (56kg)
Get to know him:
He hand writes letters to his band mates when they’re apart for a long time
or whenever he feels that they need extra encouragement
He hadn’t kissed a girl until his ‘I need a girl’ Music video
He texted the members of bigbang afterwords saying “hyungs I died. I kissed a girl”
He’s the literal cutest human being ever
Extremely talented dancer
He tends to be quiet but extremely sassy when he speaks
“To those of you who said my hair looks like a mop, I hate you.”
^^an actual quote from him
Plays the piano, guitar, and drums
He’s been dating the actress Min Hyo-Rin since 2013
He is also a devout Christian
He’s been good friends with Jiyong (G-Dragon) since middle school
Jiyong, T.O.P, and him decided to become a group of 3 in middle school when they realized how well they got along
He’s the motherly figure to the group members
He’s extremely kind and caring
He believes in eating right and exercise (and tries to get the other members to do the same)
He’s one of the only members of BigBang that can genuinely dance
Lee Seunghyun (Seungri):
Position in group: Vocalist / Maknae
December 12th, 1990
(THE NEW ALBUM IS COMING OUT ON HIS BIRTHDAY OMFG)
Height: 5′9″ (176cm)
Weight: 132 pounds (60kg)
Get to know him:
He was so young when he joined BigBang that he didn’t know how to cook for himself
He made the other members cook for him until they made him learn himself
The other members still tease him about this to this day
He gets the most freaked out when the other members show too much affection to him
The other members show him the most affection just to screw with him
He’s a little shit (but we all love him anyway)
He sasses the members even though he’s the youngest
he calls his hyungs by their names like he’s an equal, even when they get mad at him for it
He’s sassy and blunt as hell
He gives a lot to charity though
like A LOT
also, he is the aegyo king
K I N G
He’s been in multiple dramas
Haru / Lights and shadows /
Kindaichi Shonen no Jikenbo
A Message Send To You
/ and Angel eyes are the names of the dramas
He’s known for spontaneously breaking out into English songs while in concert and dancing to them (like Beyonce’s ‘Single Ladies’ and Rihanna’s ‘Don’t stop the music’)
He’s extremely confident in himself as well as his hyungs
He is extremely close to his mother
literal sass king (his eye rolls doe)
he has said before that “even anti-fans are fans”
He loves his VIP’s with his entire soul, he loves us all so freaking much
RANDOM FACTS ABOUT BIGBANG AS A WHOLE:
Their fans are called VIP’s
They are one of the most widely successful kpop groups in the world
The members were each able to branch off into extremely successful solo pursuits
This included solo albums, musicals, TV’s, movies, etc.
They take a really long time to come out with new music because their schedules are so busy separately that it’s hard for them to get together
It’s so worth the wait though
They are all extremely close to one another
YG added Daesung and Seungri to BigBang before their debut
because he felt that a 3 man group wasn’t enough
A/N: @annyeongminyoongi I hope this helps you a little bit!! If you (or anyone) wants any more information on BigBang, just let me know!! I’m here for you~ Welcome to the VIP world!!
edit: Originally I thought that this post was a little long, but I added some more things to the list because I felt like I didn’t add enough information. There’s so much about them to tell! They’re truely amazing men
A/N: oml I think tumblr ate this ask or I deleted it on accident, but here yall go~ 💚
▪ him freaking out whenever you’re near bc ▪ “SHE CAN’T KNOW I LIKE HER OMFG TELL HER TO LEAVE, YOONGI” ▪ but nope, they’d just keep on bringing yall together on purpose ▪ despite him being hella loud and cheerful most of the time, when he realized he was in love with you he turned into an awkward broccoli ▪ to avoid the awkward silences between you, he’d ask the most random questions ▪ “I wonder what it would be like if I had boobs…you’re a girl, right? What’s it like?” ▪ “that painting is really crooked, should I fix it?” ▪ “What’s your favorite alcoholic drink? Don’t worry, I’m not gonna get you drunk or anything ha ha I’m just curious ha ha” ▪ and ofc he’d be forced into a situation where he had to tell you how he feels, or the others would take it into their hands and tell you themselves ▪ he doesn’t want that to happen, so he’d stutter his way into your heart ▪ his smile is blinding when you tell him you love him too ▪ so not shy about showing his love to you ▪ ignores all the teasing and the groaning ▪ you’re his gf and everyone should know so he should give you a bunch of kisses…. and run away while namjoon tries to scold him ▪ you can never be sad around him ▪ not bc of his cheerful behavior, he just won’t accept that you’re upset when he’s with you ▪ your personal sunshine, basically ▪ will not let you go if you two are cuddling and holds you super close ▪ gets jealous when you eat Jin’s food and compliment him ▪ he’d try to cook you his own meal and 9/10 will fail ▪ but he tried so hard so you’ll eat it despite your protesting stomach ▪ the guys would eventually stop teasing you after a while bc they know it’s only gonna be worse for them ▪ like if you hear one groan or complain from them, you’d be in hobi’s arms and covering his face with kisses ▪ speaking of kisses ▪ prepare yourself, bc this man will look into your eyes for what feels like forever before going in and letting you press your lips against his heavenly ones ▪ he does this bc he knows you love it when he looks into your soul and make you melt ▪ playing romantic, soft music while you two dance at night ▪ isn’t the type to go out everyday for dates, he prefers staying in your warm home and sharing a delicious meal with you ▪ ending the night with depressing movies, both crying and sniffling ▪ probably cries whenever you cry, even when he doesn’t know the reason why ▪ lays his head on your shoulder at random parts of the day ▪ loves chilling in his pj’s as you both prepare dinner and talk about your day ▪ and ofc you should’ve seen this coming, he looks right into your eyes as he does his hip thrusts lmao you won’t survive ▪ but is high key excited that you’re watching him perform and cheering him on ▪ bc he’s always cheering you on for whatever you’re doing ▪ he’s the best 💓
WITH SPECIAL APPEARANCES BY DEAN AS WELL AS MY COMMENTARY
LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT HIS BEAUTIFUL WINGS THAT LOOK LIKE STARS AND HIS HEADS AND OMFG IMAGINE HIM TRYING TO HOLD A TINY KITTEN AND FML
BUT LOOK AT HOW HE’S HOLDING DEAN OKAY WITH HIS HEADS FUCKIN LOOKING ALL CUTE AND HAPPY THT DEAN WINCHESTER ACCEPTS HIM AND IS PETTING HIM LIKE THE CUTIE HE IS. FUCK OMG IM SO EMOTIONAL
LOOK AT THE FUCKIN HALO AND THE FUCKIN DETAIL LIKE HOLY MOTHER OF FAJITAS HOW DOES ONE ART LIKE THIS OMG LIKE MY CASSY BBY WITH HIS FUCKIN TIE AROUND HIS WRIST OMG IM DONe SO GORGEOUS AND IM SO SAD RN LIKE OMG
FUKCLHBJCBL THIS SYUGSHUISGT KS LI NON WHY OMKBHSUBLSHSL BUT SYUGSLBHSFUCKIN DEAN IN CAS’ ARMS AND CAS IS STILL WATCHING HIM TO MAKE SURE HES SAFE IN HIS BIG ARMS SNSJKNSKJNS AND LIKE FOR ONCE HE’S BIGGER THAN DEAN AND HE PROBS THOUGHT DEAN WULD BE AFRAID OF HIM WHEN HES ACTUALLY FUCKIN COMFORTABLE AF AND CAS’ FACE IS LIKE “He’s still here…” AND OMFG IUHSL STSHAP THE PRESSES LIUSHLS
THERE IS NO ANIMAL HEADS IN THIS ONE AND IDK IF THE ARTIST WANTED TO MAKE THIS HIM IN HIS TRUE FORM BUT EITHER WAY I PUT IT IN AND HOLY FUCK HOW PRETTY AND HE’S FUCKING GRIPPING DEAN TIGHT FROM PERDITION I THINK AND HE’S JUST STARIN AT HIS SOUL SO HRD AND THE COLORING IS GREAT AND WOW IM SO PROUD OF ALL OF YU ARTISTS LSHGS S
HOLY FUCKIN SHIT LIKE OMFG THIS IS HOW YOU FUCKIN UYGBLH THIS IS ART OMG IM LITERALLY FEELING SO MANY THINGS WIT THE FUCKIN HANDS AND THE FUCKIN WINGS ON CAS AND HOW HE’S HOLDING DEAN IN HIS ARMS FUCKIN SAVING HIS SOUL LIKE SO INTENSE OKAY FUCKED ME UP IS WAT IT DID
THIS IS SO CUTE OKAY DNT BEGIN WIT ME. DNT FUCKIN TRY TO EVEN CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE. FUCKIN DEAN WOULD ACCEPT AND CARE ABOUT CAS EVEN IF HE SAW HIS TRUE FORM OKAY AND IM SO. FUCKING. UP. FOR. IT.
FUCKIN CAS HOLDING DEAN IN HIS ARMS ON HIS LAP AND JUST OBSERVING HIM AND THINKING HOW CUTE DEAN IS IN THAT SIZE AND REMEMBERING WHEN HE CARRIED HIM FROM HELL HOW EVEN MORE FRAGILE HE WAS AND FUCK ME
THE FUCKIN PAIN. NOINLINSNLSJNS DEAN HOLDING CAS AND TRYING TO OBSERVE EVERY LAST THING SO HE KNOWS CAS’ (THE REAL CAS) PROPERLY AND SEES JUST HOW UNIQUE CAS IS AND BEGINS PETTING THE TOP OF HIS HEADS AND OMG FUCKING CAS CLOSING HIS EYES IN COMFORT AND FALLING ASLEEP IN DEAN"S LAP NOPE WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF NOPE
OMGOMG BUT CAS WITH THIS MANY EYES WATCHING DEAN BUT DEAN CNT SEE HIM BECAUSE CAS IS INVISIBLE AND DEAN PROBS THINKS CAS IS DEAD SINCE SOME BITCH ASS DEMON OR ANGEL OR SOMETHING STABS CAS WEN HES AS JIMMY BUT CAS WATCHES DEAN IN HIS TRUE FORM BUT CNT REVEAL HIMSELF OR SPEAK BECAUSE IT WULD HURT DEAN AND DEAN DSNT KNOW CAS IS FINE AND IS MOURNING WHCH IS MAKING CAS SAD AND FMLMDKDNKSJN AND THE FUCKIN PAINTING IN THIS IS BRILLIANT OKAY LIKE WOW
OMGOMGOMGOMGOGMOGMGOGM LOOK HOW FUCKIN TINY DEAN LOOKS DOH AND LIKE I BET HE WULDNT BE AFRIAD OF CAS LIKE HE WULD JUST BE SHOCKED OFCOURSE CUZ FUCKIN DAMN CAS IS TALL AS SHIT LIKE SHAQ CAN HARDLY FIT IN THT CAR IN THT COMMERCIAL BUT JUST IMAGINE CAS LIKE FUCKINAY BUT HES SO BEAUTIFUL AND DEAN CNT STOP STARING AND CAS FEELS EMBARRASSED BUT DEAN REASSURES HIM THAT HE LOOKS SUPER COOL AND CAS SMILES ND OMG UYGBLUHYLLHHBCAN WE JUST FIRST TALK BOUT THE BACKGROUND IN THIS CUZ HOT DAMN I WANT TO FUCKIN PASTE THIS BACKGROUND INSIDE MY EYELIDS SO WEN I CLOSE MY EYES I SEE THIS BEAUTY AND ALL THE DETAILS OF CAS AND HIS WINGS AND OMG SO BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE HOW HE STILL HAS THE ANGEL BLADE AND THE ARTIST JUST PUT SO MUCH EMOTION LIKE U CAN EVEN SEE IT IN CAS’ FACE AND EYES AND WOW HOLY SHIT FUCKIN WANT THIS HANGED IN A FRAME LIKE WOWGOD HOLY HELL LOOK AT ALL THOSE PRETTY FLOWERS AROUND PRETTY CAS WITH HIS PRETTY ANIMAL HEADS AND OMG IM DYING. LOOKS LIKE I WOULD SEE THIS HANGED NEXT TO LIKE THE MONA LISA AND DAMN OMG I WULD JUST BE LOOKIN AT DIS LIKE THE OWL HOLY
HOLY SHIT THIS IS THE MOTHER F'ING COOLEST THINGS EVER LIKE HE LOOKS LIKE HE"S MADE OF LIKE EVERY ELEMENT OR SOMETHING AND THE FUCKIN WINGS LIKE SHIT THEY’RE SO FANTASTIC IM TEARING UP OMG LIKE IMAGINE HOW HIGH HE COULD FLY WITH THOSE AND HOW HE FLIES IN THE SKY WITH SAM AND DEAN ON HIS BACK OR IN HIS ARMS AND THEYRE ALL SMILING AND IN AWE AND OMG HOW CUTE WULD THT BE OKAY.
LOOK HOW FUCKIN CUTE THEY R HOLY SHIT. DEAN AT THE TOP BREAKING MY HEART AS HE CHECKS IF HIS BBY IS OKAY AND THE BOTTOM LEFT CAS POSING HIS BOD FOR VOGUE AND THE RIGHT BEST COUPLE AWARD LIKE DAMN I ALREADY SHIP DESTIEL HARD AF BUT IF THE WRITERS LET CAS BE HIS TRUE FORM AND SOMEHOW DEAN CAN SEE IT WITHOUT LIKE YOU KNOW HIS EYES FUCKIN BURNING THEN BAI. MY LIFE WULD GO EVEN MORE DOWNHILL. FUCKIN BE SO FAR GONE.
LOOK HOW CUTE THIS IS OMG IM GETTING A CAVITY FROM THE FUCKIN SWEETNESS OF THE WHOLE THING LIKE FUCKIN DEAN HAVING A NORMAL CONVO WITH CAS CUZ HE DNT CARE HOW CAS LOOKS CUZ CAS WILL ALWAYS BE ‘HIS’ CAS AND FUCKIN CAS ON THE FUCKIN FLOOR TO LISTEN TO DEAN BETTER LIKE FML SO ADORABLE STFU
CASSY MY FUCKIN BBY LOOK HOW FUCKIN PRECIOUS HE LOOKS AND THE FUCKIN STAR WINGS AGAIN FUCKS ME UP AND DEAN LOOKING UP AT HIM AND THE EMOTION ON THE ZEBRA’S FACE LIKE NOT KNOWING HOW DEAN’S GUNNA REACT AND HOLY SHIT MY HEART LIKE SERIOUSLY IF I HAD A HEART IT WULD BE HURTING SO MUCH OMGLOOK HOW CUTE THEY R WITH FUCKIN CAS SMILING AT DEAN LIKE “Babe I know. I look fuckin badass now let’s go cream some bitches.” LIKE OMG YAY MAKES ME SO HAPPY AND HE LOOKS SO CONFIDENT AND OMG.
THIS HAS BEEN THE END OF MY ART COMMENTARY AND I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS ART NOR HAVE DONE ANY OF THEM. LIKE COME ON SERIOUSLY. ALL OF THESE ARE TOO PERFECT AND I’M SORRY THT I DIDN’T TAG ANY OF THE ARTISTS LIKE I SAVED THESE AND DDNT CHECK THE URLS. IM SO SRKIYTGRBKHBK BUT IF UR SEEING THIS AND MADE ONE OF THESE LIKE HOLY SHIT I WANNA SHAKE UR HAND.
FUCKIN BEAUTIFUL. WE NEED MORE TRUEFORM!CAS ART OKAY THTS THE LESSON HERE CHILDREN.
This is a personal fic that I wrote since
Youngjae is my ultimate weakness hahaha
Choi Youngjae (GOT7), You
(Reader/OC), Other GOT7 members
Smut, AU, and Fluff
Innocent!Youngjae, Begging!Youngjae, Virgin!Youngjae,
FirstTime!Youngjae, Student!Youngjae, TeacherXStudent (FUCK THIS IS MY
ULTIMATE KINK ASDUGAOISDHG) what else can I write here that will make me
more sinful than I already am OMFG HAHAHAHAHA
You are one of the youngest teachers at the university and even though
there are a lot of good looking teachers and students that surround you and make
moves on you, your eyes are settled in just one pretty average student, Choi
A/N – This story is about one of my ultimate
biases along with my ultimate kink so let your imaginations run wild as it
already is haha
The students started leaving one by one and
you were left alone in the classroom, trying to take down the results of their
preliminary exam without the need to go to the faculty room, since it is
crowded by a lot of other teachers as well as students with different reasons
that you do not want to hear.
You are a foreigner and it has been 2 years
since you started working in Korea as an English Teacher. It has been your passion to teach, and your
passion to learn the Korean culture and its people made you come here, and you
are enjoying every single minute of it.
Though there are still a bit of cons in terms of language barrier and
racism, but you didn’t let that get in to you, and pretty much you are
successful with what you do.
You didn’t find it hard to be close with your
students, knowing that your age gaps aren’t that much, so most of the time you
are just having fun while in class, but limitations are always set and your
students always understand. Some other
foreign and local teachers alike and even students tried to make a move on you,
tried asking you out on a date or for coffee, but you refuse to, because you
wanted to focus on your career and avoid as much distraction as possible.
Speaking of distraction, when you thought
that all of your students are already gone, you heard a nervous cough. You look up and you saw your cute distraction,
Choi Youngjae, standing a few meters away from you. He looks at you but immediately bowed down,
his hands on either side of his. You
smiled as you straightened against your seat, and you looked at him.