i need it for my dorm room okay

Things I learned you’ll actually need for your dorm after one year of college that you probably won’t see on pinterest

So, I recently finished my first year at college (which was definitely an adventure, and probably one of the best years of my life so far) and I’ve made a few mistakes, but none that couldn’t be fixed. For example, I really didn’t do adequate research as to what I’ll actually need for my dorm room because I was too busy fantasizing how I was gonna diy decorate my dorm room into a pinterest masterpiece. Anyway, I quickly learned my lesson.

Basically, your dorm room isn’t just for display. You live there. It’s gonna get messy, it’s gonna have to store a lot of stuff, and you’re not always going to have time to keep it in pristine condition because life gets crazy. But you can deal with it, I promise, and for all the new freshman prepping for their first dorm experience, I want to give some advice on how you can be prepared for what college life actually hits you with.

Alright, so I actually ended up being in a triple (so I had two roommates) which meant I had even less space than the average broom-closet sized dorm room and I had two people I had to get along with. Thankfully, we all ended up being really close and very considerate of each other, and I am incredibly grateful for it. We learned our lessons together, and this is the list of stuff we came up with:

1. Vacuum: Get a real vacuum, maybe a cheap one (not like a crazy dyson), but a real one. Not just a handheld one (like we had) because it won’t be enough. Girls shed hair. A lot. (especially three long haired girls like us) People might accidentally spill a bag of powdered sugar on your rug, or you might rip open a bag of cereal a little too vigorously, or, more seriously, you might break something like glass and you don’t want anyone cutting open their foot on a shard. 

2. Swiffer: If your floor was linoleum like ours (that’s why we needed a rug, which I’ll mention later), then it will get dusty and dirty. Having a swiffer is just nice to have because once you vacuum your rug clean, you don’t want the dirt on the linoleum getting on the rug. Plus, it’s gonna a rain and there’s gonna be mud. It’s gross.

3. Brita filter: So my dorm was actually the absolute best freshman dorm not just because the people were amazing, but because we had sinks. IN OUR ROOMS. It is just so CONVENIENT. Anyway, I am fully aware that not everyone is as lucky as us and the only sinks will be in the bathroom. A Brita filter pitcher is nice to keep in your fridge because you can have fresh clean in your room at any given moment.

4. Trash can: We had three in our room for each person but they kinda ended up being shared based on location in the room, but yeah. You need somewhere to throw away stuff.

5. Plastic bags or just garbage bags: And not only do you need a place to throw away stuff, you need plastic bags or garbage bags for clean disposal. And trash piles up real fast in your tiny room, so you’ll need to replenish these bags very often. I learned from my mom that you always have a place to store your plastic bags, and so we had a designated plastic bag drawer where we kept all the bags from our local campus convenience store, or the drug store, or wherever. Trust me, it’s saved lives. (as in, barf bags)

6. Command hooks: So we had to bunk two beds and loft another to have enough room and it’s kind of a pain in the ass to constantly climb down to throw something out so we had a trash bag hanging from a command hook on my roommate’s lofted bed and yeah. That bag has saved lives. (same situation as above) Plus, you can hang hats, bags, towels, little caddies for your toothbrush off of these hooks and it’s just so nice because you don’t lose things.

7. Clorox wipes: Again, stuff gets gross, and you’ll unfortunately need to clean things (ie your mom doesn’t clean everything for you anymore). Have two packs stored because you never know.

8. Dish soap: Real dishes need to be washed well, or else you’ll get sick.

9. Sponges: For the dish soap. And the dishes.

10. Windex: For our mirror, which we wrote on with washable marker, and I killed ants with it too. 

11. Storage for food: Something airtight so bugs can’t get to it, like a trunk. We also had mice sometimes go into our vents. And then into people’s rooms. They’re looking for a warm place to hide, and food. Don’t leave food out is the lesson. But also have food in your room! Our room was well known to always have food and its really nice when you’re staying up late and everything is closed.

12. Tissues: Freshman plague is so real. You will most certainly get it, and probably several times too. 

13. Vitamins and medicine: Your immune system is gonna get a work out in college. Help it out with some vitamin C tablets. Have some tylenol or advil for headaches and aches and pains. And side note, if you’re really sick, just go to the health center, you don’t have to suffer through it.

14. Slippers: Get a comfy, cheap pair (because sometimes dorm hallways are gross, especially on the weekends) that you can wear all around your building and still be comfy.

15. Power strip: So much stuff needs to be plugged in and you definitely won’t have enough outlets between you and your roommate(s).

16. Printer: Okay, this seems a little unreasonable, but we were lucky because my one roommate had a spare one at home (how though??) and I have frequently said it is my favorite thing in our room. It has come in clutch so many times. But if you have a campus printer near you, or if its too expensive, it’s fine not to have one. But if you do get one, I would recommend getting one that is NOT wireless. University wifi doesn’t like you using other wifi (ie it won’t work). Get a printer that has a cable.

17. Plastic plates and forks: We have real dishes and silverware too, but plastic stuff is just easier clean up.

18. Rug: I almost forgot about this one.The floor gets cold and a rug also makes a room feel homier. You and your friends are gonna sit there and bond all that fun stuff, and someone might even sleepover on it (if they have a sleeping bag).

19. Chairs: So we actually didn’t have any other chairs other than the ones that university gave us for our desks and those are okay and everything, but some of our friends had these amazing, foldable, springy chairs that were so comfortable and also a lot of fun, and I am definitely getting one for my room next year. 

Other things you might need but might forget (maybe?):



Rain boots

Rain coat

Extra towels

Contact solution

Favorite mug



Make up wipes



Of course, this is not an exhaustive list, you’ll definitely need other things (like a fridge, microwave, sheets, pillows, decorations, etc), or see that you really don’t need some of the things I’ve mentioned. Honestly, do what you feel is best and good luck! I loved my first year at college! Like basically everyone, I had some trouble adjusting at first. I felt pretty lonely in the beginning too, but once you start going, things start to fall into place. I met some great people, had some great classes, and honestly, I’m going to miss my first year–even with all the excitement of being an upperclassman next semester.

I hope this helped and that you have just as great of an experience in your first year as I did–actually, even better!

Mister Hockey and the boy crying in the kitchen

(complete version)

Alternate Universe where Bitty is a figure skater at Samwell. He and Jack meet for the first time at #Epikegster 2014.

warning labels: Alcohol, mentioned homophobia, Parse. 

 Jack went down the stairs with a huff of annoyance. The first floor of the Haus was packed from wall to wall. Loup thumping music, laughter and yells that were barely tolerable from his room now seemed almost tangible, crushing him from all sides. He could already feel the beginnings of a headache.

 He pushed his way through and managed to reach the kitchen unscated. Only three guys were sitting at the table, loudly debating Plato’s cavern versus the Matrix, and another was leaning on the counter near the stove, muttering to himself.

Jack opened a cupboard, swore under his breath when he saw that it was empty of their usual mugs, glasses and bottles. He took a new red solo cup from the enormous pack available to all, and filled it with tap water, trying to ignore the guys at the table.

 ‘…aren’t you the most precious thing, baby…’

 Jack turned around. The guy next to the oven was muttering endearments with a southern drawl- but there was no one next to him. He wasn’t even holding a phone.

 Jack had a doubt. Was the guy talking to him?

 ‘Yes, you are lovely, a bit old, but I would love you, and take care of you, and create glorious things with you, oh sweetheart, if only…’

 The guy was not talking to Jack. He was talking to the oven.

 He was also, apparently, completely drunk.

 ‘… better things than pizza rolls, you can be sure of that, you sexy thing…’

 Jack was a moment away from heading back to his room when he heard a sob.

 ‘… but it’s not to be, pretty thing, you and I will have to go our own separate ways and- sniffle- get with our own lonely lives and - oh lord, I’m being ridiculous-’

 ‘Huh-’ started Jack. ‘Are you okay?’

 The guy turned around. He looked older than Jack expected. At least, he seemed to be over eighteen. Jack only had an impression of eyes and blond before he got the drunkest and fakest smile he ever saw in his life.

 ‘HI!’ said the boy. ‘Gosh, you’re big.’

‘… are you okay?’ repeated Jack.

 ‘Why, yes, of course! I’m peachy!’

 ‘You’re crying.’

 The guy seemed surprised by this fact. He dried his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie and made a dismissive gesture with his other hand.

 ‘Don’t mind me, sweetheart, I’m being silly.’

 ‘…You were crying,’ insisted Jack. ‘And talking to the oven.’

 ‘Well, no one else seemed to give her love, so I figured-’

 He stopped himself and looked at Jack.

 ‘You’re the Captain of the hockey team,’ he realised. ‘This is your house. This is your oven.’

 ‘…Yes? In a manner of speaking?’

 ‘What’s her name?’

 ‘Whose name?’

 ‘The OVEN,’ insisted the guy.

 ‘She- it doesn’t have a name?’

 ‘Blasphemy. If I had the chance to own such a lovely baby, I would name her something adorable! Like Daisy, or Betsy, and I would bake everyday, I would make pies and cookies and biscuits and-’

 He burst into tears.

 Jack threw a look around. The guys at the table were staring at them.

 ‘Dude, what’d you do to him?’


 ‘D’you break up with him or something?’

 ‘No! We just met! He was talking about the oven- and then- and then-’

 He made a helpless motion towards the crying boy.

 ‘Maybe you should do something about it?’ suggested one of them.

 ‘Like what?’

 ‘Dunno. Something. To make him stop crying.’

 Jack hesitated. He thought about retreating to the safety of his room, where the music didn’t hurt his ears and blonde strangers didn’t burst into tears at the sight of a kitchen appliance.

 Awkwardly, he lifted a hand and patted the guy’s shoulder.

 ‘…there, there,’ he muttered, feeling like the most ridiculous man on Earth.

 He got several thumbs ups from the table residents. Which didn’t help his predicament at all. The boy was still crying.

 ‘Hey, hey, shh, don’t cry, everything is going to be okay…’

 ‘You don’t know that!’ wailed the blonde boy.

 ‘Okay, you’re right. Maybe, huh, what could make it right?’

 ‘I want to BAAAAAAAAAKE!’

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psa for college freshman

hey, whats up, hello! so you’re gonna be a freshman and you’re probably moving in real soon, and you might be excited but also nervous, not to worry i got you! here are some tips and tricks and general advice based on my own experience. 

okay so step by step:


okay so this is easily the most stressful thing about the first week of school. you gotta get all of your stuff into a tiny dorm if it’s a big room i am literally so jealous my dorm was like a prison so don’t freak out, stay cool and pack efficiently!

  • try not to overpack, it’s really easy to believe you’ll need everything you’re bringing but trust me you won’t even look at half of it
    • a good tip for this is, if you don’t use it at home, don’t bring it to school! (plus it’s really easy to just buy stuff you need on amazon so don’t forget that that’s an option too)
  • if you’re going to a school that deals in snow, DON’T bring that stuff (jackets/hats/boots/etc) with you when you move in. if you know you’re going to go home for a weekend before the snow sets in, definitely leave it at home and bring it with you later!
  • let your parents/guardians/friends/family help you move in. it might not seem like a big deal, but letting them help you will make them feel better. and if you don’t like how they arrange things, let it be! you have all semester to rearrange and settle in, they only have this one day, so just let them have it! also don’t forget to thank them when they leave!


ah yes, the wonderful concepts of roommates. i was lucky my freshman year, but some people aren’t

  • try and connect with them via facebook/school emails/phone, settling things like are you gonna share a mini fridge, microwave, coffeemaker and how you’re gonna decorate (if you’re into that) will help when you finally settle into your room
  • definitely go over ground rules once you’re all unpacked and settled in. my dorm had us go over a list of questions, come to an agreement, and sign it in case there were any future conflicts. cover things like: 
    • is it okay to have my friends sit at your desk or on your bed when you aren’t there?
    • how should we handle overnight guests?
    • do you want me to give you a heads up if i have friends coming over?
    • 100% agree to give each other a heads up on parents coming to your room
    • sharing food?
    • cleaning responsibilities
    • definitely definitely give each other a copy of your class schedule, and if you have classes at the same time maybe you can agree to make sure you’re both awake at the right time!
  • you don’t have to be bff’s with your roommate, sometimes it turns out that way and sometimes it doesn’t. what you do need to be is open and honest with your roommate. your year will be miserable (especially if you can’t switch roommates) if you don’t communicate with each other. don’t be afraid to tell them if something is bothering you. if you’re to nervous to do that or don’t like confrontation, talk to your RA or RD

so now that we got all that out of the way, here are some general tips about social things:

  • that whole keep your door open and people will come talk to you think is a load of bs. me and my roommate did that for weeks and no one came in. everyone is just waiting for someone else to take that chance. so go into peoples rooms and ask them if they wanna grab lunch/dinner! walk around and poke your head in their room! it might be awkward as hell but at least you’re trying :)
  • go to all (or as many) dorm activities as you can! this allows you to meet more people too even if the event is really dumb, at least show up. you always have the option to leave!
  • go to club meetings! even if you aren’t sure you want to stay in the club. it’s much harder or maybe just more awkward to join when you’re an upperclassmen, so try and get those roots down as soon as you can
  • that being said, you can always leave a group without any hard feelings. people do it all the time, so don’t be scared that once you go to one meeting you’re stuck in the group forever
  • don’t let anyone tell you that as a freshman you can’t get involved. if you want to, you can. there is absolutely nothing stopping you. you might have to work a bit harder but i know you can do it!
  • sometimes freshman year can suck, or at least have it’s moments. don’t give up. everything gets infinitely better as time goes one, i promise. if you’re having a tough time or feel isolated or overwhelmed, reach out to someone, a parent, friends from home, an old teacher, anyone really! don’t give up, things might get tough, but you ARE strong and you WILL get through it
Fake Dating Series; Mingyu

- “i’m sorry….. i can’t date you…..”
- mingyu apologizes to the person once more, who remains quiet and only looks down with a sad expression on their face while listening to his words
- when the person leaves, mingyu jogs up to you, who’s waiting for him near the school gates
- you say “three in a week. i win.”
- mingyu scowls “BUT I JUST GOT PAID” and you say “WELL TOO BAD”
- you and mingyu have been best friends for as long as you can remember and everyone in the school knows it
- it’s no exaggeration when i say EVERYONE……
- mingyu is REALLY popular because not only is he handsome, but he’s smart and funny and kind and charming and??? everyone loves him
- they know you because you’re his best friend, and since you’re always with him, some people ask you for his number but you’re like no. ask him yourself
- but seeing him get all these confessions and getting asked out so often….. it’s so upsetting??
- because every time you’re with mingyu, every friCKING TIME, someone has to interrupt you two
- whether it’s flirting with him or asking him out, it’s so frustrating because heLLO I’M RIGHT HERE can i PLEASE just have one day with him and only him???
- mingyu notices it too, but he’s too nice to say anything about it….. but it’s clear he’s also starting to get fed up with it
- you and mingyu finally make it to his workplace, a coffee shop in which he works as a barista
- and you guessed it, a bunch of people from school come by often just to get served by him
- you’re sitting on one of the chairs by the counter, your usual spot, and wait patiently for mingyu to make you your favorite drink which he’s paying for LOL
- he passes it to you when he’s done, but not before taking a sip from it first and you’re like EVERY TIME
- while you’re both talking and joking around, a bunch of people suddenly enter the shop and you groan because you know you and mingyu’s conversation ends here
- mingyu greets them with a smile until he realizes that the person he just rejected is here and he’s like oh….. awkward
- when they go up to the counter, they ask “hey…. i just wanted to ask….. would you maybe….. think about what i said?”
- mingyu’s clearly tired of hearing the same thing over and over….. plus he was hoping to spend a peaceful afternoon with you aka his best friend
- mingyu’s face suddenly lights up and he says “i’m sorry….. like i said, i can’t date you….. because….” he takes a quick glance at you and takes your hand exclaiming “I’M DATING (NAME)”
- the whole shop goes quiet at his words and your eyes are wide in complete shock
- you look at him and scream with your eyes “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY???”
- mingyu shoots you a look that says “PLAY ALONG PLEASE”
- he looks back at the person and continues “now you know why i can’t date you. we’ve been together for a while now…. we just didn’t know when to announce it…..”
- but it’s not only that person who reacts, but the entire line of customers which so happen to be students from your school all go like NO WAY
- you sigh, lifting up your intertwined hands and saying “that’s right, so please don’t ask him out anymore” and they’re all clearly upset but understand that if mingyu likes you, then there’s nothing they can do
- mingyu serves the line of people and when they’re all gone, you say “i cannot. believe you.”
- you say “you really expect me fake date you??” and he says “you’re my best friend, aren’t you??”
- you say “well yeah but—” and he cuts you off “then PLEASE just “date” me for a while….. just for a few weeks to stop all this because it’s getting a bit tiring…..”
- you sigh “all right FINE….. it is kind of annoying, not going to lie. but you owe me for this. seriously.”
- mingyu grins “THANK YOU (NAME), HOW ABOUT DRINKS IN RETURN? THEY’LL ALL BE ON ME” and you cheer YAAAY because free drinks are always cool LOL
- you do your homework in the shop while waiting for mingyu’s shift to end, and when it does, you walk back to the dorms together
- he says “alright, well word spreads fast so you know what we’re going to do tomorrow?”
- you say “oh no stop please no” and he takes your hand and exclaims “I’M GOING TO WALK YOU TO CLASS AND HOLD YOUR HAND DARLING”
- you rip your hand out of his grasp and say “DO NOT CALL ME DARLING” and he say cries “what but you are my darling ;A;”
- mingyu walks you back to your dorm room and says “good night, lov—” and you say “don’t…. even”
- he laughs and pats you on the head instead, saying “good night, (name). i’ll see you after school at the coffee shop, your drink will be ready”
- you joke “wooow so you’re not even going to walk me to class?? some boyfriend you are”
- your best friend waves goodbye and you enter your room when he’s out of sight, but the second you walk through the door, your roommate attacks you and screeches “YOU’RE DATING MINGYU!!! KIM MINGYU AKA THE MOST POPULAR GUY ON CAMPUS!!!”
- and you scream “WHAT?? YOU ALREADY KNOW??” and they say “EVERYONE KNOWS”
- while they’re yelling excitedly, all you can think of is “why….. did i agree to this…..”
- you find mingyu outside the building like you do every morning but you know everyone’s eyes are on you two when you’re walking to class
- you say “you weren’t kidding when you said that word spread fast” and he says “ok i was kidding when i said that i seriously wasn’t expecting this”
- when you make it to class, mingyu gives you a hug and says “have a good class!!” while making a finger heart
- you’re like ew get tf away from me and mingyu fake cries
- when you enter class, you get to your seat and you’re attacked by the people next to you who exclaim “you’re dating mingyu!!! finally!!!”
- you say “finally???” and they say “we knew you’d both end up together eventually!!!” and you’re like umm what are you saying??
- you and mingyu become the talk of the school it’s crazy, like for once you’re not just “mingyu’s friend”, now people actually know your name and you’re just like wow. this popularity LOL
- after school, you get to mingyu’s workplace and like you expected, your drink is sitting in your usual spot and you grin as you take your seat
- mingyu says “well i did promise you free drinks sooo that’s the first of many” and you say “thank you!!”
- he asks “oh so how was your first day of being my s/o??” and you say “ugh i mean i knew you were popular but what the heck?? i was almost late to all my classes because i kept being stopped by your admirers”
- mingyu says “at least we know they’re all convinced”
- speaking of his admirers, they all suddenly walk through the door and mingyu immediately grabs your hand and says “well i’ve got work to do, you’ll be here right??”
- you take out some homework and say “of course…….. darling” and you cringe to death while mingyu cracks up
- this goes on for about three weeks now and the excitement is still so high it’s crazy
- while hanging around in the coffee shop on a saturday evening, mingyu asks “i’m off tomorrow, do you want to go on a date?”
- you exclaim “WOAH DATE??” and mingyu laughs “well i can’t say hang out because we’re you know”
- you say “don’t say it like that!!! it’s embarrassing??” and he says “ok but is that a yes or a no LOL”
- you say “obviously a yes….. where are we going??”
- mingyu says “there’s apparently a spring festival going on this sunday!! let’s go check it out!!”
- you say “NICE that sounds cool, it’s just like when we were kids” and he says “right?? okay well it’s in the afternoon near evening so i’ll come by at around 5pm”
- near 5pm the next day and your roommate asks “are you going to the festivals too?” and you say “yeah!! i’m going with my….. (cringe) boyfriend” and they say “wait…… you’re wearing that??? you look like you’re about to go to bed”
- you say “it’s just mingyu LOL” and at that very moment, someone knocks on the door and you know it’s him
- you open the door, surprised to see your best friend dressed up so nicely while you’re just standing there wearing like….. shorts and an old hoodie….. oh whoops
- but you just shrug and say “well you’re dressed like you’re going on an actual date”
- he grins “this is a date” and you’re like “slfjasljds I TOLD YOU NOT TO SAY THAT”
- mingyu just says “BUT IT IS—” AND YOU’RE LIKE NO S TOP
- the event’s apparently in downtown, so you both have to take the train there, and the walk to the station is as normal as it can get, with you and mingyu playfully arguing and making lame jokes and puns like always
- you finally get to the station, but when the train comes…… it is PACKED
- which is crazy because??? is EVERYONE in town going to this event??
- mingyu says “well it’s like any other spring festival, it was bound to be packed. i say we take this one since there’s no point waiting for the next if it’s going to be just as packed. we only have a few stops anyway”
- you nod and you both push yourselves through the sea of people to get inside when the doors slide open
- but the second they close, everyone relaxes, making it so hard for you to even move….. your back is already against the wall, there isn’t any space left
- when the next stop comes, everyone is pushing each other out of the way either to get in or get out, and someone pushes mingyu, and he slams a hand on the wall you’re against to regain his balance
- your faces end up REALLY close to each other, and you could swear your face is burning and it’s not because it’s so cramped in there……
- he asks “are….. you okay?” and you say “yeah i’m fine” (you’re not)
- mingyu says “there’s not much room left…… and you’ll definitely get hurt, so let’s just stay like this until our stop” and you just quietly nod your head like asjfshldjk what is happening to me????
- when you reach your stop, you and mingyu exit the train and stare in awe at the sight before you because the spring festival is so pretty under this sunset sky
- there are street food stands, games, blooming flowers and pretty lights….. you just think about how nice it is to be here with mingyu because it’s a nice throwback to your childhood and all the festivals you’d go to together
- you think it’s nice that for once, it’s just you two and not the whole school watching your every move
- but you were wrong
- mingyu says “i expected this” and from the corner of your eye, you can see a group of people a distance away pretending to look at the flowers
- and in front of you, you can see a few classmates of yours looking in you and mingyu’s direction
- heck there are even people purposely bumping into mingyu to get his attention????
- you know everyone goes to this festival but can you all look at the flowers instead?? can you go eat the food with your friends without having to be watching us?? can you not strike up a convo with mingyu when i’m standing right here??? can you let us LIVE
- mingyu clearly knows what’s going on and says “just ignore them for now, maybe they’ll leave after a while”
- but they don’t, they’re not even enjoying the festival, they’re literally just there spying on you guys like please leave
- you ask “why won’t they leave??”
- mingyu says “i overheard a few people say they don’t believe us being together, that’s probably why they’re watching us like hawks” and you say “really?”
- he nods “they said we act like we normally do. we apparently don’t seem like a real couple, someone even said that maybe i’m just using you to stop people from confessing”
- you’re say “well they’re not wrong” and he says “yeah but they can’t know that LOL”
- when you and mingyu are walking around, you sigh for the hundredth time that evening when you notice a group of people following you
- mingyu asks you “are they really still following us??” and you say “apparently. what do we have to do to convince them??”
- mingyu’s face lights up when an idea comes to mind, but his cheeks are red when he says “there’s one thing we can do….. but i’m not sure if you’ll be up for it.”
- you ask “what is it??”
- mingyu stops walking, making you stop as well, and he looks down at you and says “kiss me.”
- you exclaim “WHAT…. WHAT DID YOU SAY??” but he pulls you close and says
- “kiss me while they’re looking.”
- you begin “what the hell are you—” but mingyu’s the one to kiss you instead and your eyes go wide when you realize what’s happening
- you almost push him off of you but….. something stops you from doing so….. and instead you close your eyes and kiss him back…..
- when you both pull away, you look to the side to see the group of people in complete shock and you tell mingyu “i think it worked”
- they stop following you guys after this
- mingyu’s face suddenly turns red when everything sinks in and he screams “I’M SORRY THAT WAS JUST TO GET THEM TO STOP YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT I’M SORRY”
- you, who’s also red in the face, say “oh no it’s fine!!! i mean….. it was just to convince them right?? i know it didn’t mean anything”
- at your words, mingyu’s face falls slightly, but it’s too subtle for you to notice
- the “date” goes well but you just keep thinking of the kiss the entire time…..
- you know mingyu, he wouldn’t just kiss anyone, whether it’s on the lips OR cheek…. could he…. maybe….?
- you shake your head at the thought because there’s NO WAY like you’re his best friend, he chose you because he knew he wouldn’t be able to pull that off with someone else
- but something changed after that kiss
- over the next few days, you start to see mingyu as more than a friend……
- and to think this is all pretend……
- hurts?
- mingyu’s your best friend, holding his hand is normal, you’ve had piggyback rides from him before, and hangouts are just called dates because you’re now “a couple”
- but you can’t stop the rapid beating of your heart whenever he holds you close
- or whenever he grabs your hand while walking down the streets
- or whenever he smiles at you and calls you cheesy pet names to tease you
- you didn’t think this would ever happen but….. you think……
- you’ve fallen for your best friend
- while you’re eating lunch together, mingyu asks “i’ll see you at the coffee shop after school?”
- you say “i actually have a lot of things to work on, so maybe not tonight….” and he says “that’s fine!! work hard, i’ll see you tomorrow morning!!”
- that night, you’re sitting on your desk, twirling a pencil in your hand to try to finish up some homework but you just CAN’T CONCENTRATE
- even your roommate’s like “hey you haven’t touched your paper in the past hour” and you’re like “really?? i….. i didn’t even notice…..”
- they ask “what’s up?? is there something wrong??” but you lie “no i’m just really not in the mood to do homework. i’m all right”
- but you’re not…… you just keep feeling so sad because how long will you be able to keep this up??
- you don’t want to keep this going when you know your feelings for him aren’t fake anymore because you know that eventually…… you’re going to get hurt
- you have to end this now
- you check the time to see that it’s nine in the evening and mingyu’s shift ends in an hour
- if you catch him at work, he wouldn’t be able to leave and you could be alone to give yourself time to calm your heart which will most likely be broken afterwards
- you get up and your roommate says “you’re leaving?? if you are, bring an umbrella because it’s apparently going to rain a bit later” but you shake your head and say that it’s fine because you won’t be out for too long
- while walking down the streets, you think of these past few weeks with mingyu and even your childhood memories and to think your friendship will probably be ruined after tonight……
- the coffee shop is finally in view and you walk inside without your usual grin
- mingyu notices it immediately and gets a worried look on his face
- after a quick hello, when you sit in your usual spot, he asks “(name), are you all right??” and you fake a smile and say “me?? of course why wouldn’t i be??”
- but mingyu doesn’t believe you and says “no you’re not. but i know what’ll cheer you up, i’ll make your favorite drink in a sec!!” and he goes straight to work
- while he’s making your drink, you look around the shop to see that it’s pretty much empty….
- which makes you feel more at ease knowing that no one will eavesdrop….. well besides mingyu’s co-worker who’s in the back making pastries but it doesn’t matter to you that much
- you look at mingyu sadly, and you tell yourself that this all has to end now….
- you say “mingyu?”
- “hm?”
- “let’s break up.”
- mingyu stops what he’s doing….. and you could swear that the world went dead silent for a moment
- he whispers “what….. did you say?”
- you say “i’m breaking up with you. this whole fake dating thing—it’s over now, okay?”
- mingyu just looks at you in shock…… your drink halfway done, and his entire body frozen…..
- you get up from your seat and say “i’m going now then. i just wanted to tell you that.”
- you get from your seat and walk out the door, ignoring mingyu who’s calling your name
- your roommate was right; it’s raining outside, but you don’t care and run out into the streets to get as far away as possible
- you eventually slow down to a stop and look down, thinking about how you and mingyu’s friendship is all ruined now……. and it’s all because you let your feelings get in the way……
- while looking down, you soon realize….. rain isn’t falling on your head anymore
- you look up to find an umbrella over your head, and you turn around to see a panting mingyu
- you say “mingyu what are you—”
- he cuts you off and says “(name), wait….. before you say anything else….. why did you break up with me?”
- you answer “mingyu, we were never really “together”. i think we’ve convinced everyone enough.”
- he says “no. give me the real reason. i know you’re lying.”
- you argue “i’m not lying.”
- “yes, you are.”
- “no, i’m not.”
- “yes, you are, (name).”
- “no, i’m NOT”
- mingyu asks “what do you mean?”
- you look down and confess “i just….. can’t keep pretending to love you when i know i really do….. holding hands, going on dates, that kiss….. i can’t stand the fact that all this is fake…..”
- you keep your eyes planted to the ground and all you can hear is the sound of rain hitting the pavement
- until mingyu says
- “…it never was fake to me.”
- you look up, only to be caught off guard as mingyu takes a step forward and surprises you with a kiss on the lips
- he drops the umbrella and instead cups your cheeks while you hold onto his shirt tightly
- and it’s just crazy because you’re kissing your best friend in the rain and…… it’s something you’ve been waiting for forever even though you’d never admit it……
- when mingyu pulls away, you joke “idiot, pick up the umbrella, we’re going to get sick”
- but he just laughs and pulls you in for another kiss
- the next day at school, mingyu walks you to your class and as usual, people have their eyes on you two
- you notice this and smirk “well…. seems like they’re all staring at us again.”
- mingyu grins “yeah? kiss me while they’re looking.”
- (you do)

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Originally posted by jeonbase

“Less talking. More fucking. Yeah?”

Part 1 | Part 2

3.4k, smut, jungkook/reader, friends with benefits au (+ college + fuckboy)

Jeon Jungkook is a fuckboy through and through. If you look at all his social media photos, all you see are countless images of him sandwiched between two girls, his muscular arms wrapped around their shoulders. Two different girls in each picture, never the same. Most of the photos are dark, dimly lit party scenes with the flash in their eyes, but sometimes there are filter-saturated beach pictures in which Jungkook’s shirtless and hugging girls in bikinis.

(Quite frankly, at times you weren’t really sure who to be jealous of: Jungkook or the girls. Both looked really fucking good. But it’s not like you were really Instagram stalking him and actually cared about his pictures or anything. Totally not.)

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I’ve only arrived at the bar when I see her off to the side. She stands out because in her group of friends she’s reading a book. As I wander by I notice the author is one that’s relatively new but has quickly become a favorite of mine.

“I can’t help but notice your book. He’s a great writer don’t you think?” I ask.

“You’ve read him? I thought I was the only one,” she says as she puts the book aside.

As there are no other chairs she scoots over in her seat and invites me to join her. She introduces herself as Audrey and we end up talking books and our favorite authors for most of the night until we hear it’s last call.

“Looks like your friends left you. You want a ride?”

She tells me where she lives and it turns out we’re in dorms right next to each other.

“Well good night,” she says as we get back to the dorms and then she adds, “unless you’d like to come up and see some of my first editions.”

I try to not make any assumptions that seeing her first editions is a euphemism for sex but I’m hopeful. As Audrey opens her dorm room door I see that there are piles of books on every available surface on her side of the room. Her roommate’s side of the room is much neater but much less interesting.

“Your roommate not much of a reader?” I wonder aloud.

“Not much. My roommate was one of the people you met tonight. Lisa. Short brown hair. Looks like she has a stick up her ass?”

I laugh, “I know exactly who you mean.”

“She’s actually very sweet but she needs to loosen up. It’s something I had to learn as well but I’m learning and teaching Lisa how to,” she tells me as she starts to pull her shirt over her head. Her bra quickly follows.

I swallow hard and watch as she unzips her skirt and lets it slide down her legs followed quickly by her panties. Her skin is pale and the upside down red thatch triangle of her pubic hair makes me think of a yield sign. She stands there confidently not trying to cover herself, not at all ashamed, nor should she be, that she’s not a stick figure of a girl. She’s got hips and curves and heavy breasts that I want to cup and feel their weight.

“You’re…wow…gorgeous,” I stammer.

“Are you just going to stand there?” she asks pulling me out of my trance.

I undress quickly being careful as my boxers come off because my cock is already stiff and eager, throbbing with anticipation.

I take Audrey in my arms pressing our bodies into each other. We fit nicely and my kiss is met with passion as she opens her mouth to me. I deepen the kiss guiding her to the bed so as to not break our hold. At the last moment she turns us and we fall onto the bed with her on top. Grabbing my erection she lowers her body and takes me in her mouth. Releasing me momentarily she looks at me, “I want you to cum for me and then it’s my turn.”

She grips the base of my cock and begins stroking me while running her tongue along the tip of my cock before taking me in her mouth again.

“Slower strokes,” I tell her and she slows down. I grab a handful of her red hair not to force her head down but to enjoy the rise and fall as she sucks and releases and sucks me again.

“I’m so close,” I gasp and she knows, without having to be told, to stroke me faster. Her wet mouth and her grip on my cock push me to the edge.

“I’m going to cum, oh fuck, I’m going to cum. Right now,” and I get my release. I collapse back onto the bed having held myself up with my arms to watch her and thinking that she’ll need a minute to go spit and rinse. She surprises me instead by swallowing my load and moving up my body. With a knee on each side of my head she slowly lowers herself to my mouth.

“My turn,” I hear her say before her legs envelope my head. As my tongue makes contact with her pussy I find that she’s already very wet and tastes amazing. This is not how I do my best work though and I quickly slide out from under her, stand by the bed, and grab her and turn her onto her back. I throw her legs apart and start up again. Her red hair is matted from her wetness so I reach up and, using both hands, I open her up to me while taking a deep breath to enjoy the smell of her. I push my tongue inside her slick pussy my nose making contact with her clit. She gasps and I use my tongue like a cock and fuck her with it for a bit.

I feel her grab the back of my head pushing me into her harder. My tongue dances along her slickness and then up to her clit where I circle it with my tongue before sucking it gently into my mouth. I push two fingers inside her wetness and she cries out and then I feel why as I feel her pussy pulse against my fingers.

I find that I’m hard again. “Condoms. Shit. I’ve got some in my room, I’ll be right back,” I tell her as I get up and begin searching for my clothes.

“No need, my roommate has some in her end table.”

I open the drawer and find them on top along with a bottle of lube and a large dildo. I tear open the condom package and am slipping the condom on when the dorm room door swings open.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry,” says Lisa though she makes no move to leave.

“It’s okay, you can go or you can stay and watch,” I suggest and she doesn’t hesitate but sits down on her bed.

I go to the other side of the room and lower myself sliding into Audrey’s eager pussy with ease. I look to the other side of the room to find that Lisa has taken off her clothes and is sitting on the edge of the bed with one hand on her breast and the other cupped between her legs.

I push my cock in Audrey as deeply as I can and hold myself there barely moving in and out making sure there’s contact with her clit.

“I want to kiss you but your cum is all over my mouth,” I say.

“I don’t care, I love the way I taste,” and she pulls my head down to her. Our tongues match my cock thrust for thrust as I increase my movement pulling nearly all the way out before sliding back in fast and hard. Her hands rake down my back grabbing my ass as I pump.

We hear moans from across the room and break our kiss to see Lisa with her legs spread and her hand on the dildo sliding it in and out to match my rhythm. I move faster and the roommate matches me again.

“Fuck fuck fuck yes. Cum. Now,” and I’m not sure who says it, Audrey or Lisa, but it’s enough that I lose all control and cum again and again as I feel Audrey’s pussy begin to grip and release me as she too cums closely followed by the roommate who pulls the dildo out and looks at me as she licks it clean. So as not to lose the condom as I lose my erection I pull out, stand by the bed, and begin to roll it down.

“Allow me,” and Lisa waves me over. She rolls the condom down and pulls it off holding it up to the light coming in through the window.

“Wow. You must have been one horny boy. Look at all that delicious cum,” and before I know it Lisa grabs the tip of the condom and holds it up letting my cum slide out of the condom and into her mouth. She smiles at me as she swallows. At a loss as to what to do next I turn back to the other side of the room to find that Audrey’s fallen fast asleep. I gather my clothes, get dressed, and leave quietly.


6.5.17 Hi everyone! I hope everyone’s doing okay in their revision. I feel so behind! I need to crack the whip really. I went to a revision lecture today and it’s put my mind at ease a little after stressing so much this morning. Remember to follow me on snapchat at @emclarke217 and on Instagram at @em1lyclarke in your study breaks - but don’t get sucked into social media if you can! xxx emily

Mister Hockey and the boy crying in the kitchen

Here’s the first part of a fic- AU where Bitty and Jack meet for the first time at the EpicKegster. 

Note that the second part of this is not written yet, and I’m crushed under my to-do list, so don’t expect it soon and please don’t ask when the next part will come, I don’t know. But I wanted to share this with y’all, so I hope you enjoy. 

I apologise for errors, typos or weird sentence structure, all my editing power is and will be concentrated on my own novel, so ha. 

pairings and warnings: pretty much what you get from the canon

Jack went down the stairs with a huff of annoyance. The first floor of the Haus was packed from wall to wall. Loud thumping music, laughter and yells that were barely tolerable from his room now seemed almost tangible, crushing him from all sides. He could already feel the beginnings of a headache.

He pushed his way through and managed to reach the kitchen unscathed. Only three guys were sitting at the table, loudly debating Plato’s cavern versus the Matrix, and another was leaning on the counter near the stove, muttering to himself.

Jack opened a cupboard, swore under his breath when he saw that it was empty of their usual mugs, glasses and bottles. He took a new red solo cup from the enormous pack available to all, and filled it with tap water, trying to ignore the guys at the table.

‘…aren’t you the most precious thing, baby…’

Jack turned around. The guy next to the oven was muttering endearments with a southern drawl- but there was no one next to him. He wasn’t even holding his phone.

Jack had a doubt. Was the guy talking to him?

‘Yes, you are lovely, a bit old, but I would love you, and take care of you, and create glorious things with you, oh sweetheart, if only…’

The guy was not talking to Jack. He was talking to the oven.

He was also, apparently, completely drunk.

‘… better things than pizza rolls, you can be sure of that, you sexy thing…’

Jack was a moment away from heading back to his room when he heard a sob.

‘… but it’s not to be, pretty thing, you and I will have to go our own separate ways and- sniffle- get with our own lonely lives and - oh lord, I’m being ridiculous-’

‘Huh-’ started Jack. ‘Are you okay?’

The guy turned around. He looked older than Jack expected. At least, he seemed to be over eighteen. Jack only had an impression of eyes and blond before he got the drunkest and fakest smile he ever saw in his life.

‘HI!’ said the boy. ‘Gosh, you’re big.’

‘… are you okay?’ repeated Jack.

‘Why, yes, of course! I’m peachy!’

‘You’re crying.’

The guy seemed surprised by this fact. He dried his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie and made a dismissive gesture with his other hand.

‘Don’t mind me, sweetheart, I’m being silly.’

‘…You were crying,’ insisted Jack. ‘And talking to the oven.’

‘Well, no one else seemed to give her love, so I figured-’

He stopped himself and looked at Jack.

‘You’re the Captain of the hockey team,’ he realised. ‘This is your house. This is your oven.’

‘…Yes? In a manner of speaking?’

‘What’s her name?’

‘Whose name?’

‘The OVEN,’ insisted the guy.

‘She- it doesn’t have a name?’

‘Blasphemy. If I had the chance to own such a lovely baby, I would name her something adorable! Like Daisy, or Betsy, and I would bake everyday, I would make pies and cookies and biscuits and-’

He burst into tears.

Jack threw a look around. The guys at the table were staring at them.

‘Dude, what’d’you do to him?’


‘D’you break up with him or something?’

‘No! We just met! He was talking about the oven- and then- and then-’

He made a helpless motion towards the crying boy.

‘Maybe you should do something about it?’ suggested one of them.

‘Like what?’

‘Dunno. Something. To make him stop crying.’

Jack hesitated. He thought about retreating to the safety of his room, where the music didn’t hurt his ears and blonde strangers didn’t burst into tears at the sight of a kitchen appliance.

Awkwardly, he lifted a hand and patted the guy’s shoulder.

‘…there, there,’ he muttered, feeling like the most ridiculous man on Earth.

He got several thumbs ups from the table residents. Which didn’t help his predicament at all. The boy was still crying.

‘Hey, hey, shh, don’t cry, everything is going to be okay…’

‘You don’t know that!’ wailed the blonde boy.

‘Okay, you’re right. Maybe, huh, what could make it right?’


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Nicknames (Philip Hamilton x Reader)

Words: 5400+

Warnings: Cursing, death, blood, 

A/N: this was a request and i can’t find it! but yes this got out of hand and i hope you enjoy!

It started with the knocks.

You just moved into your home. It wasn’t the biggest, only two bedrooms and one bathroom. Wanting to explore the world fueled your soul, and you felt like this was the beginning. This was the beginning of a long journey that you were willing to go on. Your parents didn’t want you to own a house so early, but you insisted, ignoring their frightening words like mortgage and high property taxes. You would figure that out along the way.

Because you were your own boss. You created a company from the bottom up, using all your savings and extra cash to make it successful. And now, at eighteen years old, you owned a multi-million-dollar business. And hell, if you wanted to buy a small home, it was feasible.

You were carrying your boxes into your home when you first heard the sounds. It was an even rhythm, three taps in a row. At first, you thought it was just because you bought a fixer-upper, but then it continued to get louder and louder.

“What is that sound?” You questioned, unpacking your clothes in your room. You were alone today, your family on vacation for the next few months. You placed your clothing on the hanger, and chuckled to yourself, “How about this: One knock for no, and two knocks for yes. Okay?”

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  • BTS: *watches ep.18 of hwarang*
  • BTS:
  • V: *walks in the dorm*
  • Jin: *takes V's hand and places bandages over it* LET MAMA CARE FOR YOU
  • Suga: I'LL BUY YOU 1000+ SWEETS!! 2000+ PUPPIES AND 50000+ KITTENS!!
  • J-hope: *ugly sobbing while clutching onto V* I LOVE U
  • Jimin: *pushes everyone out the way, grabs V and runs into room, locking door* precious ;-; mY precious

justineinwander  asked:

“You started sitting by me at lunch because I’m alone at my table but we never talk to each other” AU (Sheith or plance whatever inspires you!)

combined this with another college AU I saw floating around somewhere that said: “You’re the RA and you’re trying to bust me for having hermit crabs.” I’m sorry but I’m also not. here ya go, Justine ;)

[Ao3 link] in case you want to read there bc it got a little long

“Hey, mind if I sit?”

Keith looks up from his Econ 1 reading to find Shiro hovering by the seat in front of him, a plate in either hand.  A well-balanced meal, Keith notes—one plate has been dedicated specifically to fruits and vegetables, the other piled with careful portions of today’s chicken stir-fry, eggplant, and brown rice.

Shrugging, he says, “It’s a free country,” mostly because he knows that Shiro will sit down anyways.  It must be an RA thing: the ability to, at any time, locate one of your residents and administer whatever aid is needed.  In this case, Shiro has noticed Keith’s empty table, swooping in to save his freshman from being That One Kid Sitting By Himself in the Corner.

What Shiro has overlooked, however, is that Keith is eating alone by choice.  He has twenty minutes to scarf down his food and assemble an understanding of the income elasticity of demand before he heads to section.  More like twelve minutes, once you factor in how long it takes to put up his dishes and dash across campus.  So yeah, not much time for small talk.

Unfazed, Shiro sits down, swiping some napkins from the table dispenser.

“I’ll leave you to your work,” he says knowingly, eyes twinkling with good humor as he raises a fork and knife and busies himself with cutting up his lunch.  Keith blinks, a little, at that, before shoveling the rest of his cornbread in his mouth and relocating his paragraph on the page.

He reminds himself that Shiro gets paid for this.  It makes him feel less guilty.

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Study Break - Baekhyun Smut

A/N: Here is a request for a Baek smut! Enjoy and behave! Happy Hump Day!-T

“Okay. I need to take a break.“ 

 I closed my textbook and rolled over onto my back. I rubbed my eyes and huffed out a loud breath. 

 I was laying on my dorm room bed. I had notebook paper lined with notes scattered completely around me. My laptop was opened to a slideshow that my professor had emailed to me, and an array of pens and highlighters rested next to me. 

 Baekhyun was sat on the floor, surrounded by a very similar group of items. Several of our coffee mugs and bags of chips joined him on the floor, however.

 Baek had been my best friend since we were three. He had come up to me on the playground and offered me one of his chocolate chip cookies, and we had been attached at the hip since that day. We always had the same classes and teachers, and ended up going to the same college after we graduated high school. 

 "Thank God,” he groaned, “I don’t know how much more calculus my brain can process.“ 

 "Baek,” I threw my pillow at him, “we were supposed to be studying Chemistry! The Calculus test isn’t until next week!“ 

 He caught the pillow and shoved his face in it. 

 "My brain is fried!“ 

 "Do you wanna go get real food? Taking a break might help?” He raised his head and furrowed his brow at my question. I was confused; Baekhyun never said no to food. 

 "Can I ask you something,“ he asked abruptly. 

 "Sure! You okay Baek?” I moved to the floor and shuffled some of his stuff around. I sat in front of him and waited for the question. He nibbled nervously at his lip. 

 "When you were dating that guy a while back, did you guys… um… uh… you know…“ he rubbed the back of his neck as he awkwardly fumbled through his question. 

 "Did we have sex?” I chuckled as I asked his question for him. He responded with a nod. 

 "I’m sorry if that’s too personal. I’ve just never… and I was just wondering if you… nevermind. You don’t have to tell…“ he was not completing his sentences. I was thrown off by his shy behavior. Baekhyun and I had discussed things like this before. We had always spoken with total candor with one another. 

 "Yeah. We did. A few times.” His eyes widened slightly. 

 "Did you like it?“ 

 "Yeah. It was fun once I got used to it. What brought these questions on?" 

 The tension was doubled in the room as he debated telling me what he wanted to say. 

 Finally, he let out a deep breath and said, "I’m still a virgin. And I’m just, I don’t know. I guess I’m just wondering what it’s like.” He shrugged his shoulders. 

“Nevermind,” he waved me off, “we don’t have to talk about it. It might be weird for you to tell me about it." 

 I was not sure what came over me, but I smirked as I said, "I could show you." 

Baekhyun stopped pulling at the corner of the pillow I had thrown at him. His jaw slightly fell as he stuttered out, "wh-what?" 

 "C'mon. I’ve thought about it. Are you telling me that you haven’t imagined touching me?” I leaned forward, making sure to barely leave any space between our lips. 

 Baekhyun licked his lips slightly. 

 "I mean. Yeah. I have,“ he whispered as he began to slowly lean forward. "And, who better to show you than your best friend. Who you’ve known for years?" 

Instead of a verbal answer, Baekhyun crashed his lips to mine. His hand wrapped around the back of my neck, pulling me aggressively closer to him. We sat on the floor, embracing this moment of resolving this sexual tension that had floated between us for years. My lips parted, and he slid his tongue into my mouth.

After a few moments, I stood up and turned to clear off my bed. I bent over to move my laptop and notes over, and heard Baekhyun let out a slight moan.

“You’ve always had an incredible ass.” His confession made me blush slightly.

“Not holding back now, are you, huh?” I turned and sat on the bed, using my finger to tell him to come to me.

“Why would I? I’ve dreamt about fucking you for so long now. You’re finally giving me what I’ve wanted.” He walked over to me and slowly crawled over me, forcing my body down. He kissed me again, this time with more fervor. His lips then began to explore my cheek, to my jawline, to my neck. He nipped at the area near my t-shirt collar. He tugged at the bottom of it before looking at me.

I nodded to grant him permission to remove it. When he did, he groaned slightly. 

“Fuck. I’ve wanted to do that for so long.” His mouth reattached itself to my skin, this time at the top of my bra. He sucked a quick hickey into my breast, followed by him beaming at me with pride for marking me.

I reached behind me and undid my bra, sliding the straps off of my shoulders. Baekhun licked his lips again and bent down. He flicked his tongue across one of my nipples, drawing a seductive sound from my lips.

His mouth moved to the other breast, sucking that nipple fully in before popping his mouth off of me. He moved his mouth down my body until he got to the hemline of my sweats. With much less hesitation than my top, he swiftly rid me of those. He knelt in front of me, taking in the sight of me there in just my panties.

“You look as good as I imagined,” his hands ran up and down my sides.

“I’ve never gotten past this, though,” he flushed bright red, “think that you could walk me through going down on you? Because I really, really want to know what you taste like.”

His blunt words turned me on more than I already was and I slid my panties off myself. He placed himself inbetween my legs and looked up at me. 

“It’s so hot seeing you down there,” I mused, “if you want to slide a finger in…”

I was cut off by the pleasure of him obliging before I was even done with my sentence. I bit my lip as my head fell back and I enjoyed Baekhyun sliding his finger in and out of me a few times. Before I was even able to guide him in what to do next, I felt his lips wrap around my clit. His tongue swirled shapes into me and my hands flew to his hair. I raked my fingers through his hair to move it from his face, and he made eye contact with me. 

“Are you sure this is your first fucking time doing this,” I managed to get out of my lips before more unholy sounds left them.

He increased the speed of his tongue and his finger inside of me until I felt my core start to heat up.

“Baekhyun! Holy shit. I’m already about to cum…” As the words left my mouth, he began to alternate sucking on my clit into his rotation, and I was unable to hold back. I felt my back arch and felt myself come undone around his hand.

“Oh my god. I wondered if you looked as hot as I imaged that you would when you came, and fuck, I was right.” Baekhyun had a look of lust darkening his eyes. I had never seen this side of him, and I was so glad that I had offered this to him. Seeing him turned on was exceptionally sexy.

“Get over here and let me feel you inside of me,” I whispered.

He undressed and I switched him positions so that he was on his back and I was straddling him.

"Are you ready, Baek,” I reached down and cupped his face, “are you sure you want to go through with this with me as your first time?”

He brought his face up to kiss me.

“I’m positive. There’s nobody else I would rather do this with.”

I smiled, “okay. It probably won’t last a long time for your first time. But that’s okay. I just want you to enjoy yourself.”

With that, I slowly slid down onto Baekhyun’s length. He filled me up nicely, and I gave us both a moment to adjust to the feeling. A long curse left his lips.

I began to slowly roll my hips. Baekhyun let wanton noise after wanton noise roll out of his mouth.

“Shit. You were right. I’m not gonna last long,” he gasped out. He grabbed my hips and began to fuck up into me. I shot my hand down to rub circles into my own clit to bring me to my orgasm at the same time as him. I repeated his name as we both found our releases.

I collapsed onto his chest as we both caught our breath.

“You are positive that this was your first time? Because that did not feel like you didn’t know what you were doing. I did absolutely zero teaching.”

Baekhyun laughed.

“I just went with what felt right. I’m glad I didn’t disappoint.

"Not at all,” I crawled to lay next to him and nuzzled into him as he wrapped his arm around me, “now we’ll just have to work on your stamina.”

Baek took his hand and lifted my chin to kiss me again.

“I’m willing to practice whenever you are.”

Matching Marks Part 2

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Words: 2517

Prompts: Soulmate AU, and “This is a mandatory partner project and since everybody else is taken I have to have you as my partner.”

Read Matching Marks Part 1 here!

This is part 2 of my entry’s for @jared-padaloveme‘s Fluff Birthday Challenge!! :) I’m glad you all loved these two parts so much! Enjoy!

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adjusting to another culture is going to be hard. that sounds obvious, but i don’t think anything can actually prepare you for having to adjust to another place and culture. so here are some things i wish someone had told me beforehand, plus some tips from my experience.

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College Survival Tips: Hitting the ground running

Okay, I get it, studyblr is full of this kind of post at the moment, but here’s some of my personal tips, specifically for freshmen, but parts of this are applicable to anyone. Like I said in my last college tips post, I go to a big university in Texas, so different resources! Different weather! Different social environment! And a whole lot of football.

The week before:

Try not to go overboard on buying stuff! As a freshman, I was inundated with “helpful” ads from department stores about what I absolutely needed for my dorm room– and most of it wouldn’t have fit! If you’re in a dorm, your residence hall people will probably have info online about furniture, amenities, and what appliances you’re allowed to have. Same with an apartment, really, except it’s on the website and/or in your lease agreement. Two sets of bedding/towels and a couple of dishes/tupperware are probably enough. (I got oven/micro/freezer-proof glass bowls with lids that have worked amazingly!)

When it comes to school supplies, start off with the same basics from high school, and hold off on buying textbooks! Get a new backpack, too, with room for your electronics. Make sure you have backup chargers for everything, and a surge-protected power strip. (you can be someone’s finals week library hero) Keep it simple: you can always buy stuff as you need it, and it’s likely that you’ll get a bunch of free stuff around the start of the year anyway.

The weekend before:

By now you’ve definitely moved in and gotten situated. Maybe you’ve made it to a few “freshman welcome” type events, maybe your school doesn’t offer any. Either way, this is probably the most important part of your first semester. Pull up your schedule, find a campus map, and figure it out. Know any campus shuttle/bus routes. If you’re really anxious about it, you can time your walking times between buildings. Nobody is going to make fun of a freshman walking around before classes with a map, in fact they’ll probably wish they had done it themselves! If there’s an online map, download that to your phone, as well as all the syllabi that are available so far, because odds are that the school’s servers will be very slow with everyone on them all of a sudden.

No need to print off your syllabi yet, since most professors will hand out a hard copy (in Texas at least, they’re legally obligated to make sure everyone sees it). Make sure to check your school email, since if you are supposed to print your own, you’ll be told there. Like I mentioned in my fall setup post, if you’re putting anything in your planner at this point, it’s a good idea to do it in pencil if you’re not fond of wasting pages. At least put in your exams and big assignment due dates, because it might be worth changing a class if you regularly end up with three exams or quizzes on the same day. Look at finals, too: my school lets you move finals if you have 3+ finals on the same day, yours might not.

The first day!

Breathe. Breathe some more. You’re going to be okay, especially because you’re prepared! Check the weather forecast (>20% chance of rain means it’s a good idea to bring an umbrella, >60% is rainboots weather) dress comfortably, wear walking shoes, and make sure you eat breakfast! Have your schedule where you can get to it easily: some people set it as their background and/or lockscreen, and there is zero shame in that. Check your school email once again. Leave your dorm/apartment at least 20 minutes earlier than you think you need to: roads, sidewalks, and public transportation are going to be really crowded, at least until people decide they can skip certain classes. (don’t skip. you’re paying to be here.) Take your time and admire the scenery: it’ll never look the same to you as it does today. Also, keep an eye out for landmarks, everything from cool sculptures to a funny-looking tree can help you get around later. Just keep track of the time, you’ll be fine.

Lecture halls can be huge and intimidating! If you don’t want to be the first person in the room, just walk around a bit and come back. In any classroom, I prefer to sit right in the middle. Sitting in the front will force you to stay focused if you don’t mind the pressure to do so, sitting in the back will let you people-watch more than you probably need to. Sitting by the aisles is good for a quick escape- just make sure you don’t take a left-handed desk if you don’t need one. Either way, make sure you have a good view of the board/projector! And make sure your stuff is tucked away where nobody can trip on it, especially coffee cups.

The first few weeks:

Don’t buy books until you’re sure. Some professors will do this “well, you’re supposed to buy this edition…” thing. Never buy from the college bookstore unless it’s a lab manual or a book you absolutely can’t find anywhere else. Pay attention to shipping dates. Do make sure that if you’re supposed to be getting online homework that a) it’s the right code b) you’re not paying for something you won’t use! For example, if you get the ebook for free with the homework, you really don’t need a physical copy. Also, sometimes you’ll get a looseleaf book, which is nice because you can break it up and carry a few chapters around at a time, but bad because you can break it up and lose pages.

Make sure you get a good sleeping/eating routine set in as soon as possible, and try to stick to it. Physical activity of some sort is good to work in there too! You can try to set a study schedule, but be realistic about it, and make sure that when you do study, you’re productive. Freshman classes are easier, but don’t let that fool you into slacking off! You’re setting up habits for the rest of your college career now.

I hope that some part of this helps you start your semester off confidently! If you have any questions or want to see something in a future college/study tips post, don’t hesitate to send an ask :) Be brave, be strong, you’ve got this ♥

Trust nobody

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader, featuring all of BTS
Genre: Love, Smut, Angst
Summary: The first thing you should know about me is that i’m an Escort. Yes, i have fucked for money. One day my Boss made me an offer i couldnt say no to. One Year. Seven Boys. One Rule: Never fall in love.
Chapters: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 

Part 1: Sex and Coffee

I think it’s funny how everybody said that „If someone will always believe in Love, it will be me.“ But I dont think I believe anymore. You took that hope away. You decided I didnt deserve to have it. And I decided that I dont need it anymore.

The Air felt heavy. Filled with loneliness. A cold december. Sometimes I don’t even remember who I was before I came here. Before I took on this job, this life, this world. But this is me now. My heels clicking on the sidewalk as I rushed through the winter morning in Seoul. I was on my way to get Coffee before i’m headed to my meeting. A meeting – is that even the right word to describe it? Maybe I should explain to you what I do for a living…

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random jimin scenarios:

Hey guys! SINCE WE HIT 15K FOLLOWERS, I just had to give you guys something ;3; So here’s a little (6000+ word, whoops) Jimin story I’ve be putting together… actually, this story line holds significance to me, and if anyone can figure out why, then you will be rewarded… jk, but I’ll be happy :’) So anyway, hope you enjoy! Hopefully, I’ll get done with some requests soon~

- Devi :D

when I think about you… (fluff/angst)

word count: 6174

Pattering rain, subtle winds, black skies, it’s times like these when I stay dormant. I settle into the worn crème colored fabric of my suede couch, gripping a mug of Earl Grey with both my hands to let the heat lace through my fingers. It’s my special blend, three spoons of Lady Grey, half a cup of boiling water, half a cup of steamed milk, and vanilla cream to top.

There are a million things that could go through my mind, but instead it focuses on just one: him.

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20. Giving Dean hugs and kisses when he needs it. (Which is a lot, especially in the earlier seasons)

A/N: The AC in my dorm room is broken so it was hella hot all night and I couldn’t really sleep T-T
Also, this one takes place during DemonBlood!Sam time. Just thought I’d make that clear before you start reading! Enjoy!

Word count: 665


“You okay, Dean?” she murmurs, brushing her hand down his back.

“I’m fine,” he says, but she can hear the undercurrent in his voice. It’s subtle, but she’s grown closer to him with all the time she’s spent around the Winchester boys.

“Okay,” she nods, looking at him in the eye so that he can tell that she is there for him if he needs it. “I’m here, though.”

He nods, dropping a few bills on the table before taking her hand to guide her out of the diner they had just eaten dinner.

She notices his brusqueness as they walk; she had convinced him that since the motel was only a little ways away that they could go for a nice walk rather than taking Baby.

It had taken a lot of convincing, more than it really should have to get a grown ass man to go for a little walk.

She threads her fingers through his, not saying a word, as she caught up to him.

“Hey,” she whispers, pulling him to a halt. He stops and looks at her, noticing the determined look in her eyes. “You don’t want to talk, then don’t talk. Just let me be here for you.”

“You’ll only get hurt in the end,” he breathes, his gaze flickering to the ground. His jaw clenches as his eyes slip closed. His voice is thick with his next sentence. “I don’t want to see you hurt. I know what I need to do.”

“You won’t hurt me,” she murmurs, her heart shattering with the tears that are building in the corners of his eyes. “Dean.”

The wall breaks at that moment, and she pulls him into a hug instantly.

He holds her tight, like his life depends on it. His shoulders shake as her arms snake around them, hushing him gently.

It’s been years since he’s broken down like this, even longer since he’s had someone to hold him when he broke and put him back together.

“It’s okay,” she breathes into his hair, as his face was buried in the juncture between her neck and shoulder. “It’s okay to be scared. It’s okay to be unsure of the future.”

His grip tightens, and she kisses his temple softly, moving one hand to run it through his hair.

“It’s okay to worry about Sam. It’s okay to cry,” she continues, stroking the back of his neck gently. “It’s what you do with that fear and worry that does matter.”

She loosens her hold only just enough to press her lips to his forehead.

“This will be okay, Dean,” she tells him, sliding her hand down his back. “We’ll figure out what’s going on with Sam, and we’ll figure this out. You’re not alone in this. We’ll figure this out.”

She presses her mouth to his forehead again and holds him silently as he managed to calm himself down.

It takes a long time for him to finally pull away from her hug, and when he does she lifts her hands to cup his cheeks.

“We’ll get through this, Dean,” she tells him, wiping her thumbs gently across his cheekbones. “We always do.”

He nods weakly, moving his hands to cover hers, pressing her into his skin.

She leans up on tiptoes and lightly grazes her lips across his, her eyes holding his.

“We can do this, Dean,” she tells him, pulling him closer as she kissed him again. He doesn’t try to pull away, and she knows that he wants her to comfort him, so she does.

Mouths collide under the street lamp a few hundred yards away from their motel room, souls intertwining in this time of need.

“What do I do?” he asks, his voice shaking. “He’s my brother. What do I do? I can’t…”

“Shh, it won’t come to that,” she shakes her head.

She pulls him in for another kiss before she pulls away, leaning her forehead to his.

“First, we have to find Ruby.”

the less i know the better. (m) 2

Originally posted by jinful


characters: yoongi, oc - reader

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: language, cheating

a/n: lol what do u know i actually made a pt 2 when i said i wasn’t haha i just reread the first part and felt inspired. this is short btw and the last part so lol. and the ending is really bad i’m so sorry jfjfjdk.

The first day of sophomore year was overwhelming. You had somehow managed to land a spot in a university instead of the local community college you were planning to attend. Jino had been accepted along with you, pushing your relationship to last even longer.

You hadn’t heard from Yoongi since that eventful night. During the few remaining weeks of high school, he would completely avoid your presence and made no attempt to congratulate you during graduation. During his speech his eyes met yours for a brief second before continuing to scan over the crowd, making you feel like a simple classmate. You were hurt but realized you asked for this, for him to stay as far away from you as possible. Min Yoongi was good at keeping his promises.

You heard he was accepted into multiple colleges, so many that it was hard for him to choose. Within the state and from places miles away. You were happy with him and realized you did the right thing. You were convinced you would only hold him back, keep him from pursuing his dreams. Even if you were somehow able to leave with him you told yourself it wouldn’t have lasted. Yoongi would’ve grown bored, found someone better than you. You were sure he was with someone now. Someone that treated him the way he deserved instead of having him sneak around for them.

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Golden (Part 9)

First: Part 1

Last: Part 8

Next: Part 10

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A/N: IT’S THE MOMENT WE’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! GOLDEN PART 9! Sorry for almost the year long wait. Yikes. If you thought things were spicy in part 8 JUST READ THIS PART! Also, thanks to all my followers who stuck with me in this long hiatus and gave me courage through the tough times I had earlier in the year. I truly love you all and hope you still with me til the end. ALSO FicsWithRimi is my new URL. IGOT7BTS-SCENARIOS is dead cuz well.. I don’t just write for kpop anymore? Okay enough babbling. ENJOY GOLDEN PART 9! Also listen to this. Bye.

         Chloe and you never had serious fights. Sure, there had been times when both of you got angry at one another. Like, for instance, the time when Chloe accidentally told your mother that you lost your virginity in high school or when you accidentally ripped Chloe’s favorite green crop top that she swore on her grandmother’s grave was lucky – she claimed it was what helped her get into college. Still, those times and the others were nothing too dramatic. You always felt like your friendship was too strong to get mad at each other over trivial things like middle schoolers. Chloe was hot-tempered and – let’s just all admit it – wild. She did some pretty outrageous things and got angered quickly over others. Still, she’d always come back to her senses once having a few hours to cool off. So, with that logic, you were almost certain Chloe would return the next day after you guys little fight from the night your friends and you went out to dinner. However, the day turned into a week and suddenly it was the end of midterm week and you both had one final midterm to complete in creative writing. You hoped she would show up to the midterm today since she hasn’t been to class all week and even missed the review day. You hadn’t physically seen her in the dorm room you shared but you assumed she’s been in there in your absence since some of her stuff have been disappearing all week. However, you knew you’d definitely make contact with her today considering she left her room key on the bathroom counter. You noticed it this morning when getting ready to go to your final midterm. You planned out everything in your head. You’d try to finish the midterm around the same time as her and try to catch her in the hall. There, you’d quickly show her that you had her key, which she’d no doubt would try to snatch from your grasp, and you’d explain to her the entire Namjoon situation and pray that she’d be understanding. If she cooperated – which she should – then you’d finally give her the key back and hug it out like the best friends you were.

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