i like my boys rough and tough

anonymous asked:

what kinks do you think the members of bts have?? love ur acc btw xx

omg this is gonna be hard aaaaa

seokjin - he’d be so into the whole daddy/little thing omg he’d love to spank you when you misbehave and not just with his hands like he’d have whips, paddles the whole lot. He’d also enjoy seeing you dress up for him in pretty little stockings and garters for him. Just everything to do with daddy/little kinks, that’s him!!

yoongi - this isn’t exactly a kink but yoongi would be SO into oral !!!! he’d love to eat you out/suck you off all the time!!! and he’d love it even more when you do it to him. He’d ask you blow him when he’s hard at work in the studio, when he’s driving, when you’re at the movies, out at a restaurant, he really wouldn’t care where you are and who’s watching.

hoseok - hmmm I can’t really think of any main kinks hoseok would have, I think he’d love markings like hickeys and bruises and scratches all down his back from him fucking you so hard. this isn’t really a kink either but he’d be so into you riding him dear god.

namjoon - contrary to common belief, I think namjoon’s actually quite vanilla. he’d like you calling him daddy but I don’t actually think he’d be as into it as seokjin and he’d rather it just be a thing you call him during sex rather than actually taking on the role.

jimin - omG the thought of him having a mummy/daddy kink,,,, hELP ME!! he’d be such a bratty sub and would tease you all the time but as soon as you two actually got home he’d be on his knees begging and whining and he’d come so quickly bc he’s just so desperate to be fucked and him being tied up!!! and him as a top!!! the definition of a baby boy!!!

taehyung - does this boy even have a kink he’d be so into trying anything and everything but I can imagine he’d love marking you and just being so dirty and rough with you sweet jesus. i can see him really liking tying you up and watching you squirm tho but after you two were done he’d become so giggly and shy at the thing you did aaaaaa

jeongguk - come on this boy is so vanilla he acts tough but he’d have no idea what he’s doing hAHA i feel so weird even putting him in here he’s still a child in my eyes.

anonymous asked:

this is actually for fun but if each admin could only read one taekook fic for the rest of their lives, which one would it be? it might be veerrryy hard lol. anyway i live for admin's random rants that follows a fic rec so pls keep it up! have a good day!

thank you! oh wow yes this is super hard but an interesting question

I asked the other admins and after a lot of struggle, they picked their’s lol

admin s:

Lupus Tales by kpopismydrug - This is one summer break that Taehyung will never forget. From dealing with a moody mare that likes to think she’s a stroppy teenager rather than a horse, to dealing with childhood memories that threaten to choke him, Taehyung will soon find out that when you take a trip down memory lane, some things are more than just memories. 

admin m:

you and me, we’re bumper cars by syugaflake - “The more I try to get to you, the more we crash apart.” After a myriad of mistakes committed in his leather jacket with a cigarette between his teeth, Jungkook finds himself exiled to his aunt’s house in a quiet, faraway town for the summer. Nothing much goes on at the neighbourhood; or so he thinks, until he meets a boy with sunset-coloured hair named Kim Taehyung. 

admin guk:

House of Cards by sugamins - Jungkook is the heir to a mob empire, the most notorious in the whole of Seoul. Taehyung is a rookie sent in to infiltrate by his select team and bring the empire crumbling down.“You knew the game and played it, it kills to know that you have been defeated.” 

admin a:

i feel safe in the 5 a.m. light (love in my arms and the sun in my eyes) by JemKay - And Taehyung thinks he’s never loved anyone more in his life than the boy above him who’s a little bit rough and sometimes a bit insensitive and maybe a little bit mean, but he’s also so soft and so gentle, and he treats Taehyung like he’s something so precious to him. And maybe he’s like that because of Taehyung, or maybe it’s because underneath everything, underneath the tough exterior and the sky-high walls, his heart’s more delicate than Taehyung’s, but all Taehyung knows is that Jeongguk fills up all of Taehyung’s vulnerable pieces with parts of himself.

(this was so so hard i’m gonna cheat and say i would also choose At Your Hands by taekookmusings and Give Me Your Hands (I Will Pick The Stars For You) by mindheist lol)

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Hey There, Greasers- The Outsiders Version of 'Hey there Delilah' Written by TheOutsidersStory

( i’ve never done something like this before so, i hope you all enjoy and if you can, i recommend listening to the song ‘Hey There Delilah’ by The Plain White T’s while reading…or singing.)

Hey there,greasers

whats it like down in Tulsa?

i’m a thousand miles away

but gang, tonight your lookin’ pretty tough

oh yes you do

This life ain’t nothin’ without you

i swear its true.

Hey there,Greasers

Don’t you get caught in the cooler

i’m right here if you need a bail out

just try to be good

for me—

listen here, its my guarantee

promise me.

Dally, Don't ever leave me

please, Stay for me

Johnny is finally at peace

Pony is breakin’ it seems

Please don't let him be.

Hey there,Greasers

i know times are gettin’ rough

but believe me boys,

you really truly enough

listen to me

someday you’ll be happy

believe me.

Hey there Greasers

I’m not even close to bein’ done

If you’d put your  blades away

maybe you would have a nice thought

maybe, You’d realize it all

that you’d rise and you’d fall

all and all.

ooh, Johnny’s finally at peace

please, just let it be

Why cant you see

Maybe, it was meant to be

i see you’ve come pretty far

Even though, I know it’s hard

I promise you, It’s okay

Dally please stay strong

Because without you, the greasers fall

None of then would ever be the same

Dal, I can promise you

That  by the time i’m through

The world will be a much better place

if you stay–

Hey there greasers,

You be good but you be tough

Two more years and you’ll be out of here

and you’ll be makin’ history like you do-

You know it’s all true—

You’ll be raisin’ kids like you–

Hey there Greasers, here’s to you

This is your cue.

Ooh I promise the–

One day, You’ll all be free

Please, Just don’t leave me

Greasers can’t you see

what you do to me

please don’t leave.


anonymous asked:

I honestly love your writing style its so poetic and beautiful and im !!! Can u recommend more vkook fics that r similar to your writing style or just any that u love??

Some of my favorite poetic taekook fics :

Taehyung adopts Jeongguk when they’re in elementary school. Taehyung doesn’t let Jeongguk go.

And Taehyung thinks he’s never loved anyone more in his life than the boy above him who’s a little bit rough and sometimes a bit insensitive and maybe a little bit mean, but he’s also so soft and so gentle, and he treats Taehyung like he’s something so precious to him. And maybe he’s like that because of Taehyung, or maybe it’s because underneath everything, underneath the tough exterior and the sky-high walls, his heart’s more delicate than Taehyung’s, but all Taehyung knows is that Jeongguk fills up all of Taehyung’s vulnerable pieces with parts of himself.

jeon jeongguk was everything taehyung had ever hoped for. not too analytical, not too artistic. just like taehyung, jeongguk fell somewhere in the middle.

somewhere in the middle, taehyung fell in love.

“It’s a lot like falling in love with a city you’ve never been to.”

The Gift

Cas x Reader

Word Count: 582 (Long drabble/short one-shot thing?)

Warnings: swearing, light fluff.

**I thought about this while staring at my cat. I’m strange like that. But, in all seriousness, this is kind of a dedication to him. I know he can’t read this or comprehend it (that I know of), but he is the one thing that has helped/is helping me through some tough times. So thank you, sweet Jack. This one is for you. Enjoy y’all.

(Not my gif)

Cas beamed as you and the boys returned to the bunker. The three of you had a rough job in Illinois that kept you from coming home for almost a week. But now, you were back home, hopefully for a while.

You raced down the entry staircase and jumped into Cas’s arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. Your lips crashed together, causing your teeth the clink. You pulled away giggling.

Keep reading

So I’ve been MIA… Things have been tough… 

The boy and I are going through a rough patch, mostly of my doing, and I’m honestly not sure if we will make it out the other side. I have accidentally brought so much drama into his life and I think he’s finally just sick of it.  

My psychiatrist added some fun little words to the end of my diagnosis, which has left me struggling with life and is probably the reason I have ben acting so oddly and out of sorts. It was like she gave me a free pass to well and truly fuck my life up. 

But also, I failed our mid-year exams. And I haven’t told anyone. Of my closest friends, one’s mother is very sick, two are going through break-ups, one is going through a potential break-up, another just got diagnosed with PTSD… While I’m trying to be there for them it doesn’t feel fair to dump my crap on them. 

I walked into that exam the most prepared I have ever been. I knew that it was only a formative (ie. not worth anything as only our end of year tests count), so I could screw it up and it wouldn’t mean anything. When the time came to write though, my hands wouldn’t move. I couldn’t make myself write on the paper. All I could think about was “what if this is it? What if this is the moment where all the work they’ve put into me and trying to fix me gets shown to be a complete waste of time? What if it’s not depression ruining my memory but that I’m just not good enough…? What if I let everybody down? What if I’m not as good as they want me to think I am?”

Those thoughts went round and round until after an hour I just walked out. I handed in every sheet of paper completely blank.

This last week has been dealing with the fall-out of that. And believe me, formative or not, at my uni there is fall-out. 

So I’ve done what I do and I’ve cut myself off from the world, except for him. Him I harassed to the point of driving away, and I think that probably subconsciously that was my goal. To run away before he would realise I wasn’t good enough. 

And now I’m sitting here in this mess I’ve made, trying to work out which way is up and how I possibly repair all damage I’ve done. 

bubble bath

a/n: hope it’s okay. love ya beauts


Another stressful day at the office. I’ve been spending a lot of time here, 40 hours a week doing paperwork. I went home every night exhausted and irritated. My boss was an absolute dick. 

He would call me to come into work at noon, and I wouldn’t get off until 10. Luckily for me though, tonight was Friday, and I had Saturdays and Sundays off and next week was my vacation, and then the following week I would be moving into my new position as I had just gotten a promotion, hence why I was so busy. My boss wanted me to finish all this paperwork before I moved up, since he didn’t have any other reliable or responsible assistant.

I had just got into my car, huffing and lighting a cigarette as I drove home. Nate hated that I smoked cigarettes since ‘they slowly kill ya’ and he might have been right, but I only did it on rare occasions when I was stressed.

I walked into the house at a quarter til 11, tossing my keys onto the little table we had by the front door where all our shit piled up. Removing my heels immediately afterwards, my feet killing me, and my legs burning from walking back and forth from my cubicle to my boss’s office to the copy machine, and basically all over the whole entire building.

I walked upstairs towards the bedroom, figuring since it was so quiet in the house Nate was out with the boys. That was our usual routine at this point. The boy and I have been together since we were 15, so 6 years now, we didn’t need to spend all our time together. We always managed to find some time to spend together though, like Saturday mornings, we usually laid around all morning, go a few rounds, by mid afternoon we would move from the bedroom downstairs, to the living room, watching tv, rolling a few blunts and just eating and watching tv and talking until the evening when we would go out with the guys and everyone.

So I was excited to just go up and go to bed, probably relax and watch tv with a bottle of wine, how I usually spent my Fridays.

Taking my hair out of the updo I had from work and shaking out the curls as I pushed the bedroom door open I jumped a bit when I heard a cough come from the center of the room. Bringing my attention to my surroundings, I realized that Nate was standing in the middle of the room in a pair of joggers hanging low on his waist, letting me know that he wasn’t wearing any boxers underneath, and shirtless, with a bottle of wine in hand.

“Nate. What are you doing?” I asked, walking up to him, or more so, wobbling cause my legs killed, and wrapping my arms around him and kissing him briefly.

“I know works been crazy, so I thought tonight I’d be a good boyfriend and stay in with you and take care of you.” he spoke, letting his one hand rest on my hip, looking at me in the eyes.

“Nate, don’t be ridiculous. You’re a great boyfriend. You shoulda went out with the boys tonight.”

“no I don’t mind staying in with you ma.” he spoke, squeezing my side a bit and lowering his lips down to mine. Breaking the brief, sweet kiss he rested his forehead on mine. “how bout a bubble bath for my girl?” he mumbled.

“Nate really it’s fine. I c-”

“don’t argue with me here babe. I already ran the water, now let’s go enjoy our bath and wine.”

I loved when Nate got like this, all lovey and cute and romantic. 6 years together was a long time, so Nate and I have definitely had our ups and downs, some worse than others. Like when he first started getting bigger with his career he started going out way more, and he acted all tough, like he didn’t wanna ‘cuff’ so him and I had a pretty rough time during that period. Eventually knocking some sense into him, we figured shit out and here we stand today.

While he would never admit to acting like this around the boys, I didn’t mind. I loved this side of Nate, along with all the other sides I’ve seen of that boy. 

We were currently in the tub, Nate getting in first and sitting down allowing me to sit in front of him where he wrapped his hands around my chest, particularly grabbing my chest and pulling my back into him so we were cuddling in the warm tub.

He asked me all about my day, listening to what seemed to be the same story I told him every night after work. About halfway through my story he started rubbing my shoulders, giving me a massage that I didn’t realize I needed.

After a lot of time in the tub together I could say I was finally relaxed. I wasn’t stressed over work and certainly not as exhausted as I had been, simply from being drained from any energy I had.

Taking one of Nate’s shirts and slipping that on after the bath I crawled into bed next to him and he immediately threw his arm around me, pulling me into him. Turning on the tv we started watching some movie neither of us had seen. I started tracing invisible designs on his chest, and traced his tattoos as we laid in bed.

“it’s not even midnight and we’re already in bed.” I yawned out. “we’re like an old married couple.” 

“babe, you’ve been busting your ass all week, you probably shoulda been in bed an hour ago.” Nate laughed, turning to face me.

“I’m in bed now, it’s practically the same thing.”

“nah, you need to get your rest.”

“I usually don’t get more than 5 hours of sleep anyway Nate. I’m fine.”

“just saying, I’d rest up for tomorrow babe. I’m planning on us staying in bed all damn day.” he playfully growled, nuzzling his face into my neck and playfully biting the skin, causing me to giggle and try to push him away.

“Nate.” I laughed as he finally looked at me smiling.

“How’d I get so damn lucky?” he asked, rhetorically.

“I ask myself the same question everyday.” I smiled, grabbing his cheeks as he started to lean in, our lips meeting for a sweet and passionate kiss that said i love you.

pulling back I rubbed my thumb along his cheek and smiled, looking at his lips and his eyes and just admiring all the little things about him.

“I love you Nathan” I smiled, my eyes drooping as I got hit with tiredness, ready to pass out at any minute.

“I love you too (y/n). so much” he replied, kissing my cheek and then spooning me. Not even 3 minutes later I was fast asleep.

“thank you for giving me her.” Nate muttered as his eyes closed in his silent prayer to the man who blessed him, and seconds later he fell asleep too.

Brick By Brick / Audrey Jensen

Anonymous asked: Can you please do some more Audrey fluff!!!!

Originally posted by aboutbextk

Audrey Jensen was hard to read. She had this layer of sarcasm around herself a facade of not caring on her face and barbed wire around her heart. 

I had made my way into her circle of friends and made nice with everyone, everyone that is excluding Audrey. She would barely look at me and when she did, sneakily in class or over the table at lunch, sometimes when I was walking to my car after school I would feel eyes on me and turn to see Audrey whip her head towards Noah like I wouldn’t notice, she would glare. Glare like I killed her cat or kicked her puppy when we were 5 but I didn’t. I’ve said approximately 10 words to her in the past seven moths I’ve been hanging out with her, twenty in the past 10 years and all of those were either “hello”, “hi”, or “okay”.

Tonight Brooke was having a big pool party, like she always does. There were girls from school and other ones in skimpy bikini and guys with no shirts and bright colored swimming shorts frolicking and splashing in the water, laughing and drinking, throwing blow up toys at each other. I, on the other hand, was sitting on the sidelines with a red cup in my hand but it was filled with juice, not beer. I didn’t have a taste for beer. 

“Watching the boys, are we?” Looking up, I found Audrey standing next to me. She smirked down at me before sitting on the pool chair by mine, her body was facing me and her forearms were resting on her legs. She didn’t have a cup in her hands but she had her bag slug across her body like she had just arrived. 

“No.” I stated. “The girls.” 

Audrey laughed. She fucking laughed. A smile and everything. Her laugh was light and airy, very girlish for her tough and rough exterior. I giggled with her, taking a sip from my drink. 

“Very nice. I didn’t peg you for gay, but that’s the thing about sexuality, right? You can’t tell if someone is or isn’t anything without asking them.” Her gaze turned to fix on two laughing girls, Brooke and Emma in the center of all the action, swimming back and forth and jumping on each other. 

“I’m not gay. I’m into people, gender isn’t something I consider when I date. It makes no sense to me, like why do we base who we like on how people present themselves rather than who they are, what they like, their morals and beliefs. We base our attraction on them if they see themselves as a boy or a girl or anything and everything else.”

She looked back to me. After a moment o two of her strong, scary eyes piercing me, she cracked another smirk. “So you do like girls?”

Sighing, I nodded. “What’s not to like? Anyways, why are you talking to me, Audrey?” 

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, why are you talking to me? Why aren’t you in the pool with Brooke and Emma or inside with Noah or someone? You hate me!” I laughed, throwing my hands up, making my drink slosh a little. She gave me a funny look. Her eyebrows furrowed, creating a crease between them. 

“I don’t hate you…” She mumbled quietly making her voice seem like it belonged to a kid, soft but raspy at the same time. 

“You barely talk to me, when you do you use your hard ass voice that is mean and cold, you glare at me and ignore me when you have a bad day. Hell, you ignore me when you have a good day, Audrey! You hate me.” 

“I’d destroy the world for you. I would tear it apart piece by piece all for you, and I would do it with a smile. But, on the other hand, I would strive to make the world a better place for you. I would build it up brick by brick all for you, and I would do it with a smile. I don’t hate you, I just have a hard time showing my feelings…I know I’m a bitch or at least act like one but…I like you and I couldn’t express that to you, not after Rachel. Not only is she…dead…but, I felt like I was betraying her by having feelings for you.” She stated it all so bluntly like it was no big deal. 

“You like me?” She nodded. “God!” I laughed into the air, casting my eyes to the sky, taking this all in. Audrey Jensen, queen of resting bitch face and ripped pants, liked me. Of all people. I didn’t look at her when I felt the chair I was sitting dip from her body sliding next to mine.

Someone put on The Sign by Ace of Base, making me cringe on the inside. I hope they put it on ironically. 

“It’s okay if you don’t like me back…just tell me so, okay?” She whispered in my ear, her mouth incredibly close to my face. My cheeks flushed a hot, fiery red. I laughed out of nerves, setting the cup on the ground. My head turned the slightest so our lips weren’t actually touching but I could feel them ghosting along each other. 

“Trust me, Audrey, I like you.” 

I Feel Safe In The 5 a.m. Light (Love In My Arms And The Sun In My Eyes)

Pairing: Vkook
Author: JemKay
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Angst (only a tiny bit)
Rating: NC-17
Summary:  And Taehyung thinks he’s never loved anyone more in his life than the boy above him who’s a little bit rough and sometimes a bit insensitive and maybe a little bit mean, but he’s also so soft and so gentle, and he treats Taehyung like he’s something so precious to him. And maybe he’s like that because of Taehyung, or maybe it’s because underneath everything, underneath the tough exterior and the sky-high walls, his heart’s more delicate than Taehyung’s, but all Taehyung knows is that Jeongguk fills up all of Taehyung’s vulnerable pieces with parts of himself.

Admin’s Notes: this is that kind of kick your legs and squeal in public kind of fic. the fic where you just melt into a puddle because the depiction of their relationship is just so wonderful you wanna tell all your friends about. so here i am, telling you guys about it, because honestly this fic is so adorable and perfect i want to cry. i might be crying, *sniffle*.

Link: AO3

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@jessie-merrow asked:
Hey sweetie I loved the way you described Raphael. I would like to know your opinion… Do you think he’s always that crude and rough? Because I think he could be the most romantic in the end…what about writing something about it? *_* thank you

First of all, thank you, you amazing human. Your compliments are what fuels my will to live.

Second of all, I totally agree! I think that all the boys have gentle and rough sides, and perhaps Raph, given his personality, would be more prone to be more forward and merciless with his passion (especially during love-making).

I find that the tough guys have very sweet interiors. Raphael, when not grasped by testosterone and teenage hormones, could be a very sweet lover. While he is quite capable of riding you ’til the sun comes up, and presenting a very masculine approach to his relationship with you, when he sees you undressed for him, beckoning with those gorgeous eyes of yours and tickling his coarse skin with your delicate fingers, he’ll want to worship you for the amazing person you are. And outside the bedroom (though never in front of his brothers — masculinity, remember?) he can be just as sweet.

He’ll be the first to wake in the mornings, bring you a steaming cup of coffee and pull you into his lap to rub your back soothingly while you watch Sunday morning cartoons together.

While he can be rough, his soft side made you fall for him all the more.


Ever wanted to be a badass hunter? Let’s play pretend, shall we?

Pairing: Castiel x Reader (eventual)

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol (obviously) and slight swearing (and I was laughing when I wrote this)

Word Count: 672

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7

“So what did you say her name was again?” Dean said into the phone as he scribbled the address. 

“(Y/N)” answered Billy. “But I have to warn you, Dean, she’s a handful. She likes to work alone and if you need her help, then I suggest you do what she says and stay out of her way.” 

“Yeah, alright Billy. I’ll keep that in mind” “I’m not kidding, Dean, she scares the crap outta me”. 

“Sounds like my kind of girl” Dean chuckled and Billy could only sigh in response. 

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you” he said, and the line went dead. Dean smirked to himself. This hunt was going to be more fun than he thought.

The three boys sat in the corner booth and watched the door, waiting for you to show up. 

“What does she look like?” Sam asked Dean, trying to figure out if they had maybe missed you in the crowd. 

“Black leather and (long/short) (Y/C) hair“ Dean replied, smiling. The tough ones didn’t intimidate him; he liked them a little rough around the edges. 

“That doesn’t really narrow it down much” replied Cas, looking worried as he scanned the crowd. 

“Don’t worry” Dean answered ”Billy said we would definitely know when she got here”. 

And at that moment you walked in through the door and their mouths fell open when they saw you.

You were wearing skin tight black leather pants, a low cut black tee that hugged you in all the right places and a tight black leather jacket. 

You locked eyes with the bartender as you headed straight to the bar, ignoring the half drunken men who seemed to move out of your way once they saw you. You didn’t even notice the men in the corner, staring at you, gulping their beers nervously; Sam and Cas, that is. 

Dean just smirked as he watched you sit at the bar and take the drink that the bartender had started pouring when you walked in. “Excuse me, boys” Dean said as he got up and made his way over to you.

Dean walked up to you and leaned on the bar casually. “Hey, there. Are you (Y/N)?” The bartender shot him a look of shock when he heard him. 

“Boy you’d better have a damn good reason to be talking to me.” You said, keeping your eyes forward as the bartender scurried away. 

”Name’s Dean. Billy said you might be able to help us. You see we’re looking for…” 

“Billy told me what you’re looking for” you interrupted as you turned to face him “And the only reason that I told him that I would help is because I owe him a favor. I work alone” and you looked him up and down like a piece of meat “And you sure as hell aren’t going to change my mind about that.” And you turned back to the bar. 

“Where are your friends?” you asked, unamused with the whole situation. 

“Back there” he said “Come on, I’ll introduce you.” And he headed for the back corner. 

You rolled your eyes as you finished your drink and followed him to the corner booth.

Sam and Cas looked worried as you walked up to the table. It seemed like everyone in the bar was watching them as you headed their way. 

“(Y/N), this is Sam, my brother. And this is Cas. He’s an angel.” 

You look down at their hands as they held them out and then looked back up at Cas. 

“An angel, huh?” you asked with a raised eyebrow, as he looked at you like a deer in the headlights. You took in the messy dark hair and blue eyes and the jawline of a damn Greek god and reconsidered your situation. 

You smirked as you reached over and grabbed Cas’ beer. “I bet I could have fun corrupting you” you said with a wink and you watched him swallow hard as you finished his beer. This may not turn out so bad after all.


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anonymous asked:

Spoiled tae?

yes please 

whipped cream and clouds  in which jungkook is tightly wrapped around taehyung’s finger, and taehyung honestly doesn’t know how he got so lucky.

(this is honestly so cute???)

Fallen for the perfect you (even though you’re crazy)In which Taehyung is a loyal fanboy and Jungkook is his loyal boyfriend.

The Perils of a Freakishly Endearing Best Friend  It really sucks when you have a crush on your best friend, especially one who you have made a no-secrets pact with. Especially one who comes to your apartment most days and has no idea what a personal space bubble is. One who you love with all your heart and wouldn’t want to see go because of a stupid crush. Kim Taehyung is absolutely flawless, and Jungkook is in deep shit.

(tae is kinda spoiled here? or jeon is just whipped, idk) 

I feel safe in the 5 a.m. light (love in my arms and the sun in my eyes) And Taehyung thinks he’s never loved anyone more in his life than the boy above him who’s a little bit rough and sometimes a bit insensitive and maybe a little bit mean, but he’s also so soft and so gentle, and he treats Taehyung like he’s something so precious to him. And maybe he’s like that because of Taehyung, or maybe it’s because underneath everything, underneath the tough exterior and the sky-high walls, his heart’s more delicate than Taehyung’s, but all Taehyung knows is that Jeongguk fills up all of Taehyung’s vulnerable pieces with parts of himself.


Slow It Down, Make It Stop (Or Else My Heart Is Going To Pop)  Jeongguk and Taehyung have slow, sleepy sex. That’s it. 

Happy Birthday, Baby  It’s Taehyung’s birthday, and Jungkook has the perfect present for him.

i honestly love spoiled!taehyung so much tbh. have fun anonie ~ 

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anonymous asked:

Hey do you know any fic that has muscle kink in it? Thank you

I was confused as to why we didn’t already have a muscle kink tag and then I remembered that we do have a size kink tag and muscle kink is kind of under that umbrella lol you also might find something you like in our pain/bruise kink tag!

i feel safe in the 5 a.m. light (love in my arms and the sun in my eyes) by JemKay - And Taehyung thinks he’s never loved anyone more in his life than the boy above him who’s a little bit rough and sometimes a bit insensitive and maybe a little bit mean, but he’s also so soft and so gentle, and he treats Taehyung like he’s something so precious to him. And maybe he’s like that because of Taehyung, or maybe it’s because underneath everything, underneath the tough exterior and the sky-high walls, his heart’s more delicate than Taehyung’s, but all Taehyung knows is that Jeongguk fills up all of Taehyung’s vulnerable pieces with parts of himself.

only you can set my heart on fire by taetastic - He wants to give all of himself to Jeongguk and have Jeongguk take him apart piece by piece. He wants Jeongguk to ruin him.

Call Me Sir (Or A Good Boy) by jeonggukhyung - In which Taehyung is the new science teacher and Jeongguk is a shitty teen that always flirts with him.

Halloween Fright by MysticMusicBox - Jungkook fucks up and scares his neighbor Taehyung, of whom he’s been lusting over for such a long time…

Into You by taetrash - If you ask Jeongguk, he’ll tell you that it was all Taehyung’s fault.

Ok kitten? by Taeddybear - Jungkook wants to make it up to his kitten for leaving him alone at home because of his work. But taehyung isnt making it easy for his daddy. Or is he? Taehyung is lonely and needs Jungkook’s attention.

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Tough Girl

Request: Can you please do an imagine where the reader comes to Neverland and she is really tough and sarcastic, like Pan but without magic. She can beat anyone on the island and Pan is impressed. There are so many imagines with Pan going soft but I want something that shows both Peter and the reader being evil. Thank you so much and I love your blog!! ❤️

Warnings: none

It was your first week on Neverland. You were fresh meat to the boys. A new person to pick on, tease, toy with. Someone who doesn’t know how things work around here. But the Lost Boys were in for a show. 

Most Lost Boys when they first arrive to Neverland are confused. They’re afraid and weak. That gives the other Lost Boys the perfect chance to mess with them. Since you were a girl, it was going to be easier and more fun to mess with you. But you weren’t scared. You weren’t afraid or crying your eyes out. You knew where you were once Peter explained that bit. You were perfectly fine, none of this fazing you at all.

“Let’s play a game,” a Lost Boy jumped in front of you.

“How about you get out of my way before I break you nose,” you said smoothly, your face expressionless.

“It’s called Push Around the Lost Girl.” Another boy snickered from behind you. You rolled your eyes as three other boys came up to you. They circled around you so you couldn’t escape. Again, you rolled your eyes.

One boy pushed you into another boy, but before you could get pushed again, you shot your elbow up and back. You hit the Lost Boy right behind you in the nose. He covered his face with his hands, wailing in pain. He gripped his nose as he bent down. You stepped over him, getting out of the circle.

“What can I say? I warned you.” You said bluntly. You walked away, continuing on what you were doing.

Of course that wasn’t the end. That wasn’t even the worst part of it. Aside from Lost Boys trying to tease you, you also had to participate in their games. Their deadly games, such as shooting an arrow and trying to hit an apple that’s balanced on a Lost Boy’s head. Again, it didn’t faze you. 

“Don’t be scared, little girl,” Felix smirked, looking dark. He put the apple on top of his head. 

“Hah, you think this is going to scare me? If anything, you should be scared, Felix.” Your tone was taunting. “You should be afraid, Felix. Because one wrong move and I can…” 

You aimed right at his face, letting go. The arrow shot, and it ever so lightly grazed his ear. It punctured the tree, landing deep into it.

Almost hit your face. And if I really do hit you in the face with an arrow, you’d be dead.” Your voice was haunting. So antagonistic. 

Hairs on Felix’s arms rose up, goosebumps appearing on his skin. You gave Felix the chills.

All the Lost Boys witnessing this took one big step back. Except for Peter. He watched you closely. You were bold. Menacing. He liked it a lot. You weren’t like the others at all. You showed no fear because you had none. Not a single ounce of fear was inside of your person.

But of course, none of this stopped the teasing. Not yet, anyway. These Lost Boys were determined to make you crack. They made it their own personal game. Whoever could crack you first; make you cry or make you show fear first won.

They tried a lot of things. Jumping in front of you, playing pranks on you, trying their absolute best to break you. They tried to make creepy, eerie noise to see if you were afraid. But nothing. Absolutely nothing. You were this all around tough girl, which was baffling to all the boys. Girls–in the Lost Boys’ heads–should be weak and frail. Afraid of everything. But you weren’t. You were tough, and not afraid to get dirty. You were sarcastic and sassy. Slowly, one by one, Lost Boys were giving up.

You were walking when you heard the slightest sound of a snapping twig. You whipped around, kicking your foot out. You kicked the back of the Lost Boy’s knee, making him collapse.

“How’d you know I was behind you!” He groaned, on the soil. “You must have powers like Pan!” He accused.

You laughed sarcastically. “Oh honey, I hold no stupid magic. It’s called I can hear things. Like the twig you stepped on.” Your tone was ghoulish.

“I don’t understand why you idiotic boys won’t give up. Nothing fazes me, get over it.” You raised your voice, getting snappy with him. The boy cowered a little in fear at your reaction. You only smirked, lowly chuckling to yourself. You could scare the boys, but they couldn’t scare you.

“Y/N,” Peter called you. You turned around, facing him. “Walk with me.”

“Okay?” You questioned. What did he want?

“I can’t lie, I’m very impressed with how you’re responding to everything. You’ve shown no fear, and you have fire. I like fire.”

“Glad to know that Peter Pan is impressed with me. I feel so honored.” Your voice was dripping in sarcasm.

“Don’t think you sarcastic with me,” he barked. “I still overpower you, don’t test your limits.”

“I’ll test my limits, Peter. You just said it yourself. I have fire, and fires do whatever they please.”

Peter fumed a bit. No one called him Peter. You knew it bothered him, so you bantered with him by calling him Peter. He also liked your attitude, but hated it. You literally weren’t afraid of anything. You were tough. You’d tackle the Lost Boys, rough house with them. You’d get hurt, but you brush it off. You were sarcastic, snarky, and cunning. You were just about everything Peter was, minus the magical powers.

“We’re going to have fun on this island, aren’t we?” Peter smirked, trying to sound threatening.

You cocked an eyebrow up, smirking as well. “I’ve been having lots of fun already, and it’s only been mere days.” 

None of the boys, not even Peter, knew what they were in for. You were an evil person. Grew up in that kind of environment back home. If you had to be nasty, you’d be nasty. You needed to play dirty, you’d play dirty. The Lost Boys feared you already, just like they did with Peter. And Peter was fascinated with you and the apathy you showed. From the day of your arrival, everything in Neverland changed. Having this female Peter–two Peters–made things twice as frightening for the Lost Boys.

Gangster Love

Part 6

I stood outside the BTS house. Looking up at the second story windows, looking at the shadows moving around. Wondering where they’d be keeping Bobby. I loaded the gun, emotions running through me as I, without thinking, shot a bullet through the brickwork above the front door. A high pitched scream was heard from inside, along with a lot of yelling as one of the windows opened.

“Y/N?” Taehyung rubbed his tired eyes, obviously not expecting this in the early hours of the morning.

“Where the fuck is Jimin?” I screamed, aiming the gun towards his window, making him hold up his hands, surrendering. It felt good to have the power. To be in control.

“He’s in bed, like the rest of us were until you shot a fucking hole in our house.” He chuckled, seeming amused by the situation. “You’re dangerous girl.”

“Just tell me what he’s done with Bobby.” I spat, finding the longer I anticipated it, the more time the anger had to build up inside me.

“Bobby? I haven’t seen him since the club.” V looked confused, tilting his head at the mention of his name.

“Just get Jimin or I swear to god I’ll shoot.” I growled, loading the gun once again before a voice came from the front door.

“I knew you’d come back for more.” Jimin smugly chucked, crossing his arms as he leaned against the door frame hearing the bedroom window above him open, Rap Mon appearing moments later.

The second I saw Rap Mon, his arm around his girlfriend, I thought of something. “Is that why you tried to fuck me Jimin? Was it to get back at ikon? What, Bobby pretended to seduce Rap Mon’s girlfriend so you did the same to his? Here’s the difference Jimin, Bobby would never actually rape someone.” I found myself crying. As much as I tried to hold it back, I couldn’t.

A smirk appeared on Jimin’s face. “Girlfriend?” He raised his eyebrows. I realised what I’d done, but I didn’t give a shit. If it meant getting Bobby back, I’d do anything.

“You and Bobby?” V asked, shocked, making me glare up at him for a second.

“And B.I approves of this?” Jimin cockily asked, making me fire another shot on the wall next to the front door where he was standing. “I’ll take that as a no.”

“Just let me see him.” I begged, feeling helpless.

“I can’t help you. Whatever you’ve done to push him away, that’s between you two. Or maybe he just realised what a prude you are.” Jimin muttered, causing me to immediately fire a shot at his leg, hitting his lower thigh.

“Fuck, you bitch!” He screamed, holding his injured leg.

“You’re lucky it wasn’t any higher!” I yelled back as my phone started buzzing. It was Junhoe.

“What the fuck do you want asshole?” I spat, twirling the gun around my finger, willing to use it on anything or anyone who got in my way.

“Bobby’s here.” He panted, sounding out of breath. My heart sunk, he didn’t sound pleased for someone who’d just found their missing friend. “B.I and the boys are still out. Just come home please.”

I burst through the front door of our house, pulling the hood from my head as I raced up the stairs, tugging the balaclava off my face.

“Where is he?” I saw Junhoe standing in the hallway.

“He’s in your room. He won’t move. You’ll have to get him out before B.I gets home.” I pushed past him, stumbling into my room to see Bobby sitting on the edge of my bed. His elbows were on his knees as his back hunched over, his hands holding his head up.

He didn’t even look up at me when I ran towards him, dropping on my knees in front of him. “Baby,” I whispered, seeing his bloodshot eyes pained me. I ran my hand along his neck, letting my thumb stroke his cheek as I studied his face, seeing if he was okay. “I was so worried about you. Where have you been? The boy’s looked everywhere. I didn’t find out till a little while ago. I thought BTS had got to you, I thought they’d hurt you. Bobby? Bobby?”

I shook him lightly. Tears flooded down my cheeks as I watched my boyfriend, so distant. I felt a dagger strike my heart as I tried to make him look at me. “Baby answer me. Look at me. Just do something, please.” I begged desperately, never seeing him like this.

His eyes caught mine as tears stained his cheeks. I felt a little relieved that he was listening to me. It was a start. I saw pain in his eyes, I saw the darkness where his sun and happiness used to be.

“I know Y/N.” His voice was soft and shaky. He was trembling so much that he couldn’t get his words out. His eyes disappeared as he tried to squeeze the tears away. I was puzzled. He goes missing for two days and thats all he can say.

“Jimin tried to rape you.” He broke down as the words left his mouth. I felt my heart almost shut off at the words. That’s what caused him to leave. That’s the reason he didn’t want to be here. He couldn’t stand the sight of me. He couldn’t bare to look at his weak girlfriend who couldn’t defend herself. I felt my body weaken as I collapsed onto the floor, hearing someone else say it, I felt ashamed.

This was the end of us. Why would he stay with me now? How could he bare to be with such a broken, used girl.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered, heart broken. I couldn’t bare the thought of losing him, like an hour ago, I was willing to kill for him. Now I was losing him in a different way. In a way that was worse. I’d have to watch him get a new girlfriend. Someone better than me. Someone who’d make him happy. I’d have to go to their wedding and watch them give their lives to eachother. I’d have to listen to them have sex at night, knowing by the smug smirk on his face every morning what they’d done the night before. I’d have to watch them have kids, being their aunty, wishing to be their mum. I’d watch him move out, leave me behind. All whilst pretending to be happy for him.

“Sorry?” He almost yelled, but I couldn’t look at him. I couldn’t watch his face as he left me. “You have nothing to be sorry for, you hear me Y/N?” He grabbed my arm, pulling me to sit up.

“Bobby, if you’re gunna leave, just go okay? Please don’t try and make me feel better.” I sobbed softly, my eyes stinging from all the crying.

“I am never going to leave you.” He gasped, almost shocked that I would suggest such a thing.

“But you deserve so much better.” I shook my head as I felt his arms scoop me up onto his lap. “You couldn’t even stand to face me Bobby. You were so disgusted by me that you couldn’t look at me. That’s why you went missing isn’t it? I’m an embarrassment. Honestly, I get it, I feel the same when I look in the mirror.”

He stayed silent, holding me tight against his chest. “You feel that way about yourself?” He questioned softly, making me nod.

“You are not an embarrassment, you hear me?” He asked suddenly, gripping my jaw to make me face him. “You are the most beautiful, smart, funny, kind, feisty, cheeky, sassy girl in the world. I’m in love with you Y/N, nothing is going to change that.”

“Then why didn’t you come home?” I ask vulnerably.

“Because I was ashamed of myself.” He admitted, looking into my eyes. “I hated the fact that you went through that, without telling me. I couldn’t stand to look at myself knowing that I wasn’t there for you. I’m your boyfriend and I didn’t protect you. Honestly, I didn’t know how you could still love me after I let you down like that.”

I sat up on his lap, holding his jaw as I ran my other hand through his hair soothingly. “You’re the most beautiful, smart, funny, kind, feisty, cheeky, sassy boy in the world.” I mimicked his words, making him smile slightly.

“None of this would’ve happened if I’d told you the truth about my cut.” He mumbled, beating himself up. I rolled my eyes, realising that me and Bobby were meant for each other, nothing was going to tear us apart.

“I wouldn’t have believed you.” I shook my head, trying to make him feel better. “I was too angry.”

“He was so smug about it. I wanted to punch his face in.” Bobby growled, forcing me to pull his face into my chest, rubbing the back of his neck to sooth him.

“Calm down baby, okay? Forget it. It’s over now.” I spoke calmly, closing my eyes as I held Bobby close.

“Marry me.” I heard his words, pretending I hadn’t as he looked up at me with pleading eyes. His free hand grabbed mine as he sat back a little, letting me straddle his lap.

“What?” I widened my eyes as he entwined our fingers.

“Marry me Y/N, I don’t want to lose you. I can’t lose you. Please baby, be mine.” He whimpered, making me furry my eyebrows in sympathy.

“Bobby, listen to me.” I said softly, rubbing his shoulder as he closed his eyes. “I am yours okay? You’re never going to lose me. Ever. But I don’t think we’re ready for marriage. I want to get settled down first. Wait till we’ve got our own place, maybe even got a kid and a dog. There’s no rush baby, we’ve got all the time in the world.” I whispered as he smiled softly, laying his back against the mattress.

“You wanna wait till little bobby can come to the wedding?” He gave me a goofy smile, his voice was rough but quiet.

“Little bobby? So he’s a boy huh?” I raised my eyebrows, chuckling as I ran my hands up and down his chest to calm him.

“Of course. We gotta have a boy first, so he can look after his baby sister.” He said it as if it were a fact, making me smile. “Like B.I looks after you.”

“Yeah?” I couldn’t help but smile like an idiot at the fact of Bobby planning our future.

“Then little bobby can look after you too, he’ll be a real tough guy.” He still had his eyes closed.
“Oh, so nothing like his father then?” I smiled cheekily, making Bobby pout.

“He’ll be the ring dude at our wedding, get ready with me and the boys, so he feels like part of our big day.” Bobby blabbered on.

“Who’s gunna look after him on our honeymoon?” I raised my eyebrows, making sure he’d thought of every detail.

“B.I.” He said immediately.

“That means we’ll have to tell him about us.” I chuckled, leaning to lay down on his chest, resting my head on his shoulder.

“Oh, well I guess Junhoe can look after our little thug then.” He smiled widely as I looked up at him. I leaned up and pecked his lips, feeling him immediately kiss back.

“Nothing’s gunna stop me from being with you.” I whispered, admiring his face as he fiddled with his hands.

“Give me your hand.” He instructed and I gave him my right hand. He rolled his eyes chuckling to himself. “Other hand dummy.” I gave him my other hand, holding it out for him as a cold feeling rushed down my fourth finger. I noticed what it was. It was his father’s ring. He never took it off. Bobby had lost his father at a young age, hardly ever saw his mother because she lived in the states. She didn’t want to move. Being there made her feel closer to her husband.

“Bobby,” I whispered softly, looking down at my hand.

“I know it’s a bit big,” He chuckled, moving it on to my thumb. “So wear it on here instead.”

“Why are you giving it to me?” I asked kindly, not being ungrateful.

“Because now, the two most precious things in the world are in one place.” His words made me kiss him again.

“Y/N, I don’t know what you’re feeling right now, and I don’t want to keep bringing it up. But, if I do anything that scares you, or you know, if you need more time for anything, just tell me.” He spoke calmly, running his hand through my hair. I knew exactly what he was trying to say.

“Do you want me to make you wait?” I whispered, kissing along his cheek before making my way down his neck. I bit down slightly on the protruding vein, making him gasp as his hands moved to my waist.

“No.” He whimpered, so submissive. I ran my hand down his chest, gripping the waistband of his pants as I licked a line up is neck, nibbling softly on his earlobe.

“Good, because I want you.” I panted out, sitting up just as I heard the front door slam closed. A group of voices could be heard rushing towards the room. 

The boys were home.

danvssomethingorother  asked:

So for your AU, does Tate or Molly or both of them go through an awkward goth phase?

Nah, not really. They thought Molly was going to go through a grunge phase, but it ended up being phase where she was a lazy dresser and Flannel was comfy. Also for a while Molly wanted to take fencing so next time someone quoted Princess Bride at her she could challenge them to a duel and shut them up.

Tate was probably too busy competing in the school fishing league and being an actual Boy Scout to be goth (Plus even if he was tempted he’d change his mind quick cause Goths don’t fish). I like to think his development in life went from “boy who likes fishing”- to “That camp counselor who can make a flamethrower with bug spray”- and ended up as the Park Ranger of Gravity Falls Lake.

I’m pretty convinced their friend Tyler went through an awkward goth phase though.

Oh my god. Let’s talk about current!Sam and s4!Cas. Sam with his scruff, his deep sweet voice, eyes a little bit older, a little bit sadder, but he’s beginning to rebuild himself and it’s beautiful. Castiel tough, taking no shit, a little impersonal but he’s beginning to get a grip on humanity, bit by bit. His hair stuck up at all angles like someone’s run his fingers through it in the throes of passion, eyes dinged with electric blue Grace, powerful and efficient, voice gravel-rough and commanding and will you, boy? and

excuse me what?

Nothing Sexual

(Y/N) and Stiles have been dating for 3 months now and things are getting very serious. Stiles wants to tell (Y/N) he loves her but he doesn’t know if she feels the same. He thinks that she also has feelings for Liam. 

“Hey babe.”

“Hello beautiful.” 

“Hey Stiles!” Liam said as he followed (Y/N) into his room.

“Liam.” Stiles said as he sat back down.

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anonymous asked:

Hola I've basically read through most of the fluff tag so I was wondering if you guys, the admins, had any personal favorite fluff Fics because I'm really in the mood and I need some new ones to read.

here is an ask where we listed all the purely fluffy, g or t rated fics we could find, but we’ll go ahead and use this to list our personal fave fluff fics^^ you can look through our domestic and fluff tags for more!

Things You Said at 1 AM by lexwrites - 12:54 AM is Taehyung on Jungkook’s lap, breath hot against his skin in the freezing cold.12:57 AM is messy kisses of teeth and tongue and promises of forever hanging off Jungkook’s tongue.12:59 AM is ‘I love you’s whispered into their skins and Jungkook wants to say more, but he isn’t eloquent until Taehyung is under him, moaning out Jungkook’s name like it’s the only word he’s ever known.

‘tis the season by atechamcham - taehyung really wants to bake christmas cookies right now. jeongguk wants something else.

All’s Fair in Coffee and War by expplipo - “Goddammit, Kim Taehyung,” Jeongguk moaned, “I thought I’d get you with the soy.”

change my world (you’re the sunlight in my universe) by yururin -Jungkook is an artist who likes drawing on the cafe’s freedom wall. Taehyung sees his drawings, and falls in love. Featuring Jimin as the 100% done wingman, Yoongi as the possessive boyfriend, and Seokjin as the sassy mom.

dating kim taehyung: a rulebook by jeontae - Jeon Jeongguk’s rules and tips on how to deal with excessive human bean Kim Taehyung.

My Love Is Carried To You By My Feet by JemKay - Taehyung gets stood up and Jeongguk (unsuccessfully) tries to ignore him.

Date Me by flywithtaetae - Taehyung flirts with the cute high school boy and relishes in the flustered reaction he gets for almost an entire year. But when the following year comes along, he finds himself choking on his own words.

hymn to the sea by taekooqs - a blur of red and a hand reaching out to him are the last things jeongguk sees before his world fades to black.

i feel safe in the 5 a.m. light (love in my arms and the sun in my eyes) by JemKay - And Taehyung thinks he’s never loved anyone more in his life than the boy above him who’s a little bit rough and sometimes a bit insensitive and maybe a little bit mean, but he’s also so soft and so gentle, and he treats Taehyung like he’s something so precious to him. And maybe he’s like that because of Taehyung, or maybe it’s because underneath everything, underneath the tough exterior and the sky-high walls, his heart’s more delicate than Taehyung’s, but all Taehyung knows is that Jeongguk fills up all of Taehyung’s vulnerable pieces with parts of himself.

(this has a teensy bit of angst but it’s mostly beautiful and fluffy and romantic and perfect and it has a happy ending)

pick me up, buttercup by vppa - AU where your soulmate’s first words to you will be tattooed on your wrist when you meet. Which freakin sucks, because Jungkook’s forearm will now forever read “Hey baby, if you were a booger, I’d pick you first.” What the fuck, universe.

(this one has a little angst too, in the middle, but it’s mostly humor and fluff and has a happy ending)

dating for dummies by sugasus - in which twitter is evil, jeon jeongguk is a bit tsundere, park jimin is satan and kim taehyung may or may not have a boyfriend.

there’s nothing like us (nothing like you and me baby) by taekookgi - “Maybe it feels so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.”

in the name of the moon, i punish you! by jeonmuffin - You could say Taehyung’s in the middle of a quarter-life crisis. His best friend keeps getting kidnapped by aliens who want to steal his life energy, this hot guy keeps calling him Applehead, and the fate of Seoul (the world) rests on his shoulders. Don’t even mention the talking cat. (sailor moon!au)

Warm Winds by merelypretty - Between runway shows and photoshoots, Taehyung manages to find a hand to hold. .

My Idiot Valentine by puddlesofme - Jeongguk doesn’t like the cold, but luckily his boyfriend Taehyung has a furnace for a body.

like that sun (melt my heart with that bright smile) by stardustandblackholes - Jungkook works in a pet store and Taehyung just really loves puppies or (“You come to the pet shop everyday and look at the dogs but whenever I ask you say you don’t want any but you keep coming in are you sure you don’t want one bc that one time I let you hold a puppy you nearly cried” AU)

i’ll be yours and you’ll be mine by lilacflowers - i wasn’t gay but then i kissed you in front of some homophobes to piss them off and now I’m kinda gay au

Blurred Lines (but I’m not a douche, I swear) by taekover - it’s 10:30 at night and I left my glasses at home so I can’t read any of these labels and you’re one of the only people in the grocery store and GODDAMNIT DO YOU HAVE ANY TOMATO SAUCE WITHOUT CHUNKS

I Can’t Feel My Face When I’m With You (‘cause I face-planted onto the pavement) by ohdizzy - “You crashed your bicycle into me and I’m fine, but you’re the one that’s hysterically crying” AU (credit to shittyaus)In which Jeongguk is obsessed with himself and having an aesthetic, Jimin and Yoongi won’t stop fucking, Hoseok wins worst co-worker of the century, Seokjin and Namjoon are dirt-poor, and Taehyung is just an overly emotional klutz with a penchant for boys with egos the size of the Northern Hemisphere.

What Doesn’t Kill Me by JemKay - Jeongguk loves lazy Sunday mornings.

Five Words by vexedstars - In which every soulmate experience is different, and Jungkook keeps his fingers crossed his story will turn out extraordinary.It is but not in the way he expects.