i never saw this pic before


Namjoon x reader

genre: smut

summary: namjoon is working on his music in the studio and he is stressed out so you help him relax

requested by: bts-is-love-exo-is-life

word count: 2.5K

‘When are you coming home?’

I don’t know baby, I’m still at the studio. I’ll text you when I head back home.’

You sighed, putting your phone down on the couch next to you. This was starting to get really annoying.
Namjoon was constantly at the studio, and yes you knew it was his job, he had to be there, he had to work.
But you started to feel like you were not as important anymore.

Even though he showered you with kisses almost every time he saw you, stayed with you up late when he had to get up early, you weren’t being intimate as much as before.
(Idk im not good at English)

You were selfish, you wanted him all the time and you were not denying it.
Sometimes you even felt like your neediness started to annoy him so you were scared that he was going to drift away because of that.

Usually you’d keep texting him and calling him, which was probably not a good idea, but tonight you decided to try leave him alone.

After what seemed like hours, when it was actually half an hour you texted him again.

Namjoon, I need you. When are you done with work?

He didn’t reply. So you waited a bit- until you texted again.

‘I wish you were here..

You were disgusted by yourself and by your selfishness. Couldn’t you just drop it?
No, because you were a needy, annoying bitch.
You kept texting him.

Again, no reply.
Now you decided to call.

You honestly expected him not to answer but instead, he picked up immediately.

“Namjo-“you started purring.

”(Y/N)! Can you stop already? You texted me a million times asking when I’ll be home, I don’t know! I’m working! I do this for a living (Y/N) and I can’t always be there when you feel like it! I’m trying hard to balance our relationship with work! So stop being so needy goddammit!“

And then he hung up.

He hung up on you.

And he yelled at you.
Namjoon never did that. He was never this mad at you.
Your hands were shaking and you didn’t know what to do next. You had a scary feeling you were not gonna see him tonight at all.

You hated yourself for this. How could you be like that when you knew about everything that he said? You knew how hard he tried and you still wanted more. You could not stop yourself. Ever.

Not even now.

So you put on your shoes and took your car keys.

Opening the door without knocking you stepped into the studio quietly trying not to catch his attention.

You could see him sitting by the computer, papers scattered all around the table, his back turned to you.

He seemed really stressed.
He was messing with his hair, sighing, shaking his head no while listening to the beat through his headphones.
His foot was tapping on the floor and his hand was scratching on the table lightly.

You decided not to call for him.
So you just stepped forward and touched his shoulder gently.

He turned around quickly, not knowing what was happening, but when he saw who it was his face changed.

Sighing, he took his headphones off and raised an eyebrow at you.

”(Y/N), what the hell are you doing here right now?“

He turned around in his chair completely, now facing you.

You stepped back, not knowing what to say exactly.
His gaze was confusing you. Making you stutter.

“I just..”

He still held his eyebrow up, waiting for an answer.
You felt small under that look he was giving you. The feeling was not pleasant at all.

“I just wanted to say sorry-”

“And you couldn’t do that over text?“he snapped at you.

You didn’t know what to say to that. Actually you weren’t planning what to say at all. You just drove all the way to the studio to see Namjoon.
And you had no idea what to do now.

Seeing as you were at the loss of words he sighed.
”(Y/N) I’m sorry I yelled at you but I meant what I said. I really need to work. I need to finish this and you are not helping. I’m very stressed and you’re making me feel worse.“

Seeing the look on my face he continued. “I’m sorry but I had to tell you. It is what it is.”

You were hurt by his words even though you knew you shouldn’t have been. You deserved it.
But still you couldn’t take it.

Sucking it up, you nodded your head, biting the inside of your cheeks.

You were looking down at the floor and you could still feel his gaze on you.

“Is it okay…if I stay here? I-I won’t bother you I just… I miss you all the time and-”

You stopped after seeing him close his eyes and put his index finger on his temple.

You bit your lip, waiting for his answer.

“Yeah, sure.. You can sit there on the couch and do..whatever.“he said motioning with his hand towards the black couch behind you and then turned back to his work, ignoring you again.

And seeing there was nothing else you could do you obeyed and you took a seat.

Time passed slowly and the only sounds in the room were your breathing along with the faint sounds of the music coming from Namjoon’s headphones.

Watching Namjoon working hard, the way he was running his long fingers through his hair, the way he bit his lip occasionally was making you really frustrated.


Because you and Namjoon haven’t been doing it for weeks now. That was one of the reasons you were acting this way.

Having nothing to do you started tapping your foot on the floor loudly, but Namjoon couldn’t hear it.
You started to groan out of boredom but he didn’t notice that either.

You rolled on the couch, sang, even got up and walked around the studio a few times. But he didn’t notice any of that.

Returning to the couch behind him, feeling defeated (because you were obviously trying to get some attention from him) you flopped down.

But then you got an idea.
There was a high chance it was going to annoy him, but it was worth a try.

Smirking like a little devil you are you took out your phone, posed and took a selfie.
Checking if it was seductive enough, you sent it to him waiting for his reaction.

A second later, his phone buzzed and you squealed quietly, waiting for his reaction. You’ve always wondered how boys react when you send them a pic.

He reached for his phone and sighing he unlocked it.

You could see yourself on his screen for a second, and then he put the phone down.

He didn’t even look at it more than a second! What the hell?

Determined to get his attention, you took a few more, all featuring the same pose, the same face expression, with a little change of hair or maybe lip biting.

He just ignored them all.

Time for a bolder move.
Taking your phone again you laid down on the couch, letting your hair scatter around your head and your cleavage expose a bit, you took a pic featuring only your lips and tongue licking the top lip seductively with a bit of cleavage.

You hit send.

The phone buzzed again, he sighed a bit more frustratingly and he unlocked the phone.

This time, he looked at the pic longer.
That meant you were slowly getting what you wanted.

You seem really stressed. I could help you out maybe?’

As soon as he saw the text he put his phone down again, shaking his head.

You noticed how he was tapping his foot even more now and you could even see his head slightly turning towards the phone as if he was checking for any new messages.

He was getting the point of the game.

You took a minute and didn’t send him anything for a while. And then when he least expected, his phone buzzed.

He was now staring at the screen, you laying on the couch, your lacy red bra exposed and tongue out again.
You were teasing and you were going slowly.

You heard him huff, he didn’t put his phone down this time at all.
Now he was openly waiting for more.

The next pic of you was without a bra, shirt up.
You threw the bra away, so it fell next to his feet and he noticed.

Looking down at it you could see him tensing up a bit, he let go of his pen and his hand slid down his pants.

You sent another bra-less pic but at a better angle. You were really enjoying this game.

You knew that the only thought in his mind now was ‘she is laying shirtless on the couch behind me’.

For one final strike, you slid your pants and panties down just a bit and you pit your hand in, as if you were rubbing yourself.

You took a pic showing your whole body laying down and as soon as his phone buzzed meaning that he got the text, you moaned.

And you knew he could hear it because you saw him turning off the music seconds ago.

After staring for quite a bit, you noticed his hand moving up and down in his pants, so you sent this.

Daddy, I want to help you, please let me.’

You felt excitement, you’ve never done something like this before. You were literally a few feet away from him, almost naked, taking pics, teasing him.

His phone buzzed, he got the text. And as soon as he read it he pulled his hand out of his pants, pulled his headphones down and turned around in his chair facing you finally.

You were laying there on the couch half naked, looking him right in the eyes as he was taking in the sight in front of him.

You pulled your hand out of your pants and you grabbed your breast teasing him further.

“Take everything off.“he suddenly demanded, his voice an octave deeper than usual.

You almost squealed from excitement as you started taking your clothes off quickly.

“No. Do it slow.“he said lowly, biting his lip.

You obeyed, looking him in the eye, as he unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers, letting his erection spring free.

“Daddy…"you moaned, wanting to help him out.

He then instructed, "Touch yourself. But slow.”

You did as you were told, all the time, looking at him.
You could tell already that wasn’t going to let you cum. He does that when he is mad at you.

His eyes were a darker shade, he was biting his lips, letting out low grunts.
The sight was making you wanna go faster with your hands but you had to obey him.

You let out a small, shaky moan, earning one from him. You closed your eyes, immersed in your own pleasure.
And it would’ve been boring if it weren’t for the sounds of slapping skin and the low grunts he was letting out.
Because you were already used to touching yourself when he wasn’t around. You knew that he knew that and he was now torturing you.

“Namjoon…"you moaned his name as you slowly built up to your high.

"Are you close baby?"he asked.


“Stop."he said suddenly. You knew this was going to happen. "Stop touching yourself.”

You did as you were told, feeling a bit annoyed, but you knew with him, it had to be like this so you didn’t complain.

He got up from his chair and stood there looking over your whole body licking his lips at the sight.
“Come here. You know what to do baby.”

Practically hopping up from the couch, you crawled over to him and kneeled down.

You looked up at him through your lashes, knowing that it drives him crazy.

“Wrap those lips around me now."he ordered and you did.

First licking up and down his shaft, and then kissing the tip, tasting the precum you slowly took his massive length in your mouth completely. You felt like gagging but you didn’t, you went even further, your lips touching his lower stomach.

He groaned. "That’s it baby, hollow your cheeks.”

You moaned on his length, making him throw his head back in pleasure.

“That’s it. Do that again."he kept saying through moans.

The sounds he was making were making you more horny than before and you could help but let your hand wander down between your legs.

It didn’t take him long to notice that.
Smirking deviously he stopped you.

"Ah, no baby. Did I let you to do that? Hand on my thighs, now.” he ordered, growling lowly.

As you put your hands on his thighs, he pulled himself out of your mouth, finally letting you breathe.
He grabbed on your hair, smirking again.

“Open wide and stand still baby.”

Gulping you looked up at him, knowing what was going to happen next.

“C'mon, open that beautiful mouth of yours.” He said, still smirking down at you.

As soon as you did, he pushed himself in forcefully making you gag.

“That’s it.” he grunted, gripping on you hair tightly. “You wanted to be a dirty whore. So now you are.”

He started pounding into your mouth, not letting you breathe.
You were gagging, and he was loving it.

He kept pounding, groaning loudly until he saw tears pooling in your eyes and falling down your cheeks.

But he knew you were enjoying this nonetheless.

Stopping what he was doing, letting you catch some air he ordered you what to do next.

“Take it in your hand baby. I want to cum all over your face.”

You got excited again, feeling a stinging feeling in your lower stomach, you needed him inside you.

You started to jerk him off, and in just a few moments you felt him twitch in your hand.

“Faster baby. I’m really close."he moaned loudly, biting his lip.

And just a moment later he shot his load all over your face letting out a groan of relief.

"Ahhh, baby you did good.”

You smiled, feeling proud of yourself.

He started to put his pants back on.
You were confused.

“What about me daddy?"you asked, biting your lip and then licking the cum off your fingers.

His face got serious all over again.
"Put your clothes on and go home. Don’t you dare touch yourself until I get home. Or your punishment will be even worse.”

You got up on your feel, kind of defeated, you wanted him to pleasure you as well.

“Hey.” he said suddenly.

You looked up and he pulled your naked body to him kissing you hard.
He groped on your naked ass, pressing himself into you.

But before your hands could even find their way into his hair he pulled away.

“Go.” he growled, licking his lips. “I wont be long I promise.”

And you smiled. You were getting old Namjoon back.

A/N : hey i know you didn’t ask for the daddy kink and all, just wanted to spice it up a little bit, hope you liked it ;)

i saw this pic on twitter earlier and i know it’s old from when buzzfeed was on set last season but it’s so cute and i’ve never seen it before and i want it on my blog and i would die for this cast thank u for ur time xoxo

anonymous asked:

underwater blobfish look like normal fish, they have the same density as water and they need its support, other than that and not having any functional moving muscles they're normal fish, they just wait for food to come to them lel

I….. don’t know what to do with this information….. 

I feel like my whole world has changed….

Sombra is 30.

She can be 30 and still be perky and energetic.
She can be 30 and still be youthful looking. 

30 is not old. 30 is not the cryptkeeper. 30 does not mean wrinkles everywhere and/or being unable to be athletic. 

Can we please stop acting like she can’t be 30 because she’s active, sarcastic, and Millennial-esque and also stop acting like you have to make her wrinkly to make her look 30?

Your friendly, neighborhood 33 year old meme-loving, video gaming Millennial. 

Some (rarer) receipts

Get ready for some Sam Cait SPAM! Most of these I had never or rarely seen before… enjoy!

^^ LOVE ^^

^^ Their hands tho, remind anyone else of a recent Twitter pic with QUITE the arm reach from Cait?^^

^^ Someone saw them making out here at SDCC, can’t verify but an interesting rumor! ^^

^^ Where they allegedly left together after ^^

^^ There used to be an adorable gif… if someone has please share! ^^

Johan and lesser known sociopathic signs

When a lot of people hear “sociopath/psychopath”, they think of murder and violence, but most of them are not that violent, if ever. These are some signs of sociopaths that are not so blatantly obvious, but that Johan exhibits.

The “Sociopathic Stare”:

So, I’ve heard many of you describe Johan’s stare as “creepy”, and I thought I’d just let you know, that’s said to be an actual psycho/sociopath thing. Whether that’s actually a trait of ASPD (antisocial personality disorder) is debatable, but it certainly seems to be true sometimes. 

A few accounts of real life psychopathy:

“When I met my sociopath in person I could not believe the intensity of his eyes. I’ve never seen eyes like this before in my life it was like I was pulled to them. People are (women) always commenting on his pics about how intense his eyes, how sexy. It used to drive me nuts. When I found out he was a sociopath I looked at a picture of his eyes and saw something I had never seen before. Pure evil. They say its very common in psychopaths to have that stare.”

“The Psychopaths stare is very effective during the luring and "honeymoon” phases at the beginning of a relationship. Women often mistake it as “being sexy” and for “sexual attraction." 

"Robert Hare refers to the Psychopath’s gaze as "Intense eye contact and piercing eyes” and even suggested people avoid consistent eye contact with them.“

"Yes, I have seen them!! Used to think it was the most sensitive, wonderful, and caring eyes I had ever seen. Sometimes very sexy too.”

Johan displays this twice, once when he is talking with Karl and Lotte,

making Karl blush slightly, stunned by the intense, knowing warmth of his gaze, 

and once again when he helps the flustered library girl pick up the fallen books and makes her blush, although probably for a different reason than Karl.

There is also the instance when he grabbed Schuwald’s face and stares right into his eyes, but that is meant to be frightening, but in that instance it was obviously meant to be frightening. The “sociopathic stare” is meant to draw someone in, to be enchanted by them. It’s a sociopathic bonding technique.

Lack of Fear/Self endangerment:

Well, obviously Johan is very suicidal…in a “but you kill me” kind of way. He never actually tries to kill himself, but to make others do it. Personally I think that’s because he wants someone to care enough about him to kill him.

But this is also shown when Johan walks along the edge of the roof with Karl, as well as how he has very little concern for himself in the middle of an inferno in the library.

Fake signs of empathy: (Although it is debatable whether it was actually fake or not.)

Johan’s strange little acts of empathy, such as crying for Karl and showing understanding to Schuwald.

Note: A common misunderstanding is that someone with ASPD cannot understand others. Sociopaths understand just fine- they have cognitive empathy, they just lack emotional empathy. They just do not care.

SO! I’ve never done anything like this before? And this is really sketchy and simple but I LOVE how it turned out! I saw a pic of some cartoon characters drawn over a park bench, and I decided to try it for myself!

Sans fell asleep in my recliner :D The lazy bum. And Frisk is back there writing a Mother’s Day card for Toriel, because they’re a sweetheart.

Definitely gonna be drawing more of these!!! Really fun :DDD

Music Series: Can I Be Him by James Arthur

As long as it’s “in a cool way”… 😋

I had an idea for the imagine for this song, but pieces of it weren’t coming to me, so I did what I occasionally do in that situation and watched the video. I really like getting that picture sometimes from the artist’s mind of how they visualized their song. I liked the video…until the end. He sang the entire song to a girl that really hadn’t given two thoughts about him because she had her man, but he sang his flippin’ heart out for her, ready to drop everything to be hers. At the end, the first pretty girl that looked his way, he was suddenly smirking and smiling about her like he had with the original girl, like she hadn’t even existed…4 minutes…that’s all it took for you to change your mind…


Ask me why women roll their eyes at men often…(I know women can be the same way. Don’t get your tiara’s in a tizzy)

Sooo…pressing onward…didn’t get the whole “love song not about love” vibe at first, but I get the unrequited love thing more than I care to admit. Hard to not make the OC of this story sound like a stalker when dealing with unrequited love, so I’ve taken poetic license with these lyrics and I hope it makes enough sense, leaning more toward the ‘love song not about love’.

Back to my own personal creation for this good song, here is “Can I Be Him” by James Arthur, written in the opposing perspective per request by Anon (thank you!), and found via Spotify, HERE.

(But seriously, though…does this guy ever smile?)




You walked into the room and now my heart has been stolen

You took me back in time to when I was unbroken

Now you’re all I want and I knew it from the very first moment

‘Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again

“S’cuse me, love,” he said, reaching past you for a bunch of bananas, as you fondled and smelled fresh peaches. He smiled when he saw you look at him, your gaze changing as you realize who he is. But rather than make a huge fuss over him, asking for a photo with him, all the things you probably should have done but were too stunned to think, you replied simply.


Beautiful, you thought. He was absolutely beautiful up close. You always thought so when you saw photos or videos of him, but up close is when most people’s flaws shined, but not Harry’s. He was…beautiful.

I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me

Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me

When the lights come on and I’m on my own

Will you be there to sing it again?

Could I be the one you talk about in all your stories

Can I be him?

You couldn’t get the thought of him out of your mind as you sat your items on the counter in the check-out line. Polite and sweet and gorgeous…dangerous combination, you grinned at yourself. But not only had you stumbled over your thoughts when he was an inch away from you, reaching past your face to grab the item he wanted and placing it in his basket, but you had no doubt you either left an embarrassing or forgettable impression on him.

“We have the same phone!” he said a bit louder than he had intended, causing you to jump and nearly drop said phone. He laughed then gently grabbed your arm. “I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to startle you.”

You giggle. “No worries. Should be paying attention anyway, I suppose,” you say, paying the cashier the money owed for your groceries. Harry put his phone next to yours, hand to hand.

“See? Same phone, cover and all!” he smiled.

“Does yours also have a wallpaper of a cartoon bar of soap singing, “Rub me on your ass”?

He laughed out loud, shaking his head.

“Unfortunately, no, but may need to search for that one now,” he replied.

You realize you are holding up the line and apologize to the cashier, grabbing your bags and moving from the line.

“Was nice chatting with you,” you smile at him. Surely he could see the way you were melting a bit as you look at him.

“You, as well,” he nods back.

If nothing else, you had a lovely memory of the time you met Harry Styles that you could brag to your friends about…or not. You kind of liked the thought of keeping that little secret to yourself.

I heard there was someone but I know he don’t deserve you

If you were mine I’d never let anyone hurt you, no, no

I wanna dry those tears, kiss those lips

It’s all that I’ve been thinking about

'Cause a light came on when I heard that song and I want you to sing it again

Won’t you sing it again? Can I be him?

Months later, as you did a few light chores around your flat, you listened to the radio, singing along to the songs you knew. You were not ashamed to admit that since your crazy encounter with him, you had become well-versed in Harry’s music and smiled every time you thought about your chance meeting. You sometimes wondered if he ever thought of it. Probably not, you told yourself, until a song came on that caught your attention. You knew right away it was his voice…wasn’t the first song of his you had heard, was it? You smiled, remembering that day in the little market a few blocks down the road.

As you listened to the song, sweeping up a small dirt collection from your kitchen floor, you hear the words that make you stop and take notice…

Pretty as a peach in my neighborhood store, sweet little thing had me craving for more…

You giggle at the thought of it…until a line about soap and ‘rubbing up against her’ made you nearly choke. You grab your phone and look at the wallpaper, remembering the conversation about the soap pic, then laugh, shaking your head in disbelief.

What was the chance that Harry Styles had written a song that made a reference to you anyway? You laugh and continue on, never shaking the thought from your mind and giggling about it every now and then.

As you walked your puppy along the sidewalk, headed back toward your flat, you see a small crowd gathered in front of the cafe across the street from the little market. Making your way through the crowd, not really concerned with what is happening, you are stopped by a large man and asked to wait a moment. You sigh and look as you see a familiar face walk out of the cafe and toward the waiting car. As he passes by you, he smiles as you return it with your own, remembering your face and stepping toward you. He pulls out his phone, showing you the wallpaper on it, which is the soap pic you had shown him before. You both laugh as he kisses your cheek lightly and continues on, waving to you, making your heart flutter once again.

I swear that every word you sing, you wrote them for me

Like it was a private show, but I know you never saw me

When the lights come on and I’m on my own

Will you be there, will you be there?

Can I be the one you talk about in all your stories?

Can I be him?

anonymous asked:

I knew immediately that it was you when I saw these pics of your back?? Why. Is that weird? Probably Anyway congrats on meeting the boyz! You looked so good!

incredible its always been my dream to be recognizable by my back by someone i’ve never met before

anonymous asked:

Hey~ can you do hc of the rfa + v and saeran discovering that mc is a master theif please

hi there~ of course I can! sorry this is kinda late; also sorry this is so long…i got carried away;;; 

some spoilers!! requests are open!

edit: took the cut away cause there were some problems with it >.>


  • actually found out on the phone with mc while playing LOLOL
  • he was describing what was going on in the raid to them 
  • they offered advice like “no no, sneak into the back window. Don’t bust it open either, use your knife. left corner.”
  • he followed them instinctively, but then paused it. “wait…how’d you know that?”
  • *cue mc’s nervous laughter* “it’s..a side job…I’m kind of like..a thief”
  • *yoosung confused emoji noise* “like..in a game?” no, yoosung
  • becomes hella worried but doesn’t ask them to stop bc he didn’t know how
  • his main concern is them getting caught bc he can’t bail them out
  • he’s broke
  • starts taking classes hella seriously bc now he wants to open the hospital asap 
  • “so you won’t have to do it anymore!”
  • in the meantime, he visits the nurse and the bio club often to be prepared
  • jokingly asked if they could steal test answers once. don’t tempt them
  • when Seven pranked him again, mc managed to steal almost half his hbc stash
  • Seven was both impressed and devastated. Yoosung laughed so hard he cried
  • he hasn’t pranked Yoosung since, making Yoosung incredibly happy
  • still pls mc its dangerous 


  • found out through the background check
  • confused as to why V let them join 
  • he’s very suspicious at first
  • but they joke along with him and seem so positive 
  • it hits him that they could be like him
  • cue Stress™
  • really pushes them away now
  • “I’m a very dangerous person, mc” “ok me too what’s your point”
  • but he still fell for them 
  • they were so nice and genuine, doesn’t let their job affect them too much
  • when he lets go of avoiding them, there’s a lot of questions
  • which leads to a lot of stories 
  • its their form of couple bonding 
  • take the “agents 606 and 707″ thing very seriously 
  • even after they eventually both quit their dangerous jobs
  • the rest of the rfa is lowkey scared of them but they know how lucky they are to have this dangerous, but positive couple


  • is Very Stressed 
  • found out when she was compiling info on the rfa members 
  • figured that’s why she didn’t trust them at first. baehee has great intuition
  • tells them they should quit before they open the cafe 
  • but suddenly a lot of the things they talked about made sense
  • like when mc said all those crazy things. “just shave elizabeth 3rd lmao”
  • manages to get mc to switch jobs and fully take on the cafe
  • but one day they found someone trying to break into the cafe 
  • oh boy
  • not only were the rest of the rfa infuriated jumin was honestly so pissed this would happen there’s bodyguards around the whole block now
  • but jaehee allowed them to do it just once more
  • *evil mc grin*
  • they didn’t steal anything, but they sure did get them back by messing up their house
  • ok they stole one thing
  • it was their coffee maker….look it was a keurig 
  • normally, jaehee doesn’t really like those 
  • but they help out on busy mornings at home or lazy days
  • she feels guilty but then again, the cafe was never in that situation again


  • remember that april fools phone call? (”you’re a thief” “yea, i am”)
  • that’s how he finds out
  • except he doesn’t believe them. just had to tell him during april fools, huh mc?
  • finally believes them when he they were going through pics and he saw one of them before going on a raid. they were all dressed for a mission
  • asks about it cause he was confused and they were like “i told you already gdi zen”
  • is Shocked™
  • “but princess, that’s so dangerous!” “says the one who used to be in a gang!” 
  • almost demands they quit for safety (he’s also kinda broke and can’t pay bail)
  • they tell him they already did because they were worried it would give him hella bad publicity 
  • is so touched rip zen 
  • they still steal one thing though…merch. and tickets(technically cause zen always gives them one)
  • jaehee says she disapproves, but always takes mc up on their offers
  • they talk about their dangerous pasts while cuddling
  • his new favorite pickup line is “are you a thief? because you stole my heart <333″ how disgusting
  • brags about having a badass significant other 


  • oh boy
  • mc didn’t wanna bring it up because this would be really bad for him
  • but when Elizabeth ran away, they walked around the penthouse and pointed out the most likely used escape route 
  • jumin was impressed, but also a little confused
  • mc forgets he doesn’t know for a minute and starts rattling off about escape routes that are in the penthouse and which one they’d take
  • jumin is even more impressed
  • and worried because they could sneak out
  • “were you planning on leaving, mc?”
  • oh snap 
  • “no no no! I was just giving an example, i won’t leave you jumin!” 
  • *internal sigh of relief* “but..why would you know that then?”
  • time to come clean, mc 
  • he’s so? surprised?? 
  • mc promises they’ll quit because of all the controversy that’s bound to happen 
  • which makes him relieved but also kinda upset cause they can’t do something they probably enjoy
  • hence why there’s a new room in the penthouse that makes mc feel like a spy to cross all these obstacles
  • jumin failed it like three times now 


  • was worried about letting them join when he heard from 707
  • but this had to be a sign because they were there 
  • so he let it happen
  • reads through the chat room more often than he did before to see how they were all getting along and if mc was really dangerous
  • but they weren’t, which made him feel better
  • he still found himself coming back, though
  • he hadn’t seen the rfa so bright and active in a while 
  • made him smile 
  • when he met mc at the party, they had a talk. especially cause mc figured he knew 
  • they were both glad there were no problems and then the conversation went to awkward, lowkey blushy territory
  • *cue both 707 and jumin snickering in the background*
  • mc offers to help with the whole Mint Eye situation 
  • at first, he refuses. it’s dangerous and he’s the only one who should be in danger 
  • so they steal those special glasses of his (that help him see a bit better w/his left eye)
  • the two of them reach a compromise: they’d do it together. 
  • V gives them all the info and finally tells the truth while mc goes in and shuts them down i want the rfa happy ok


  • he knew because he’s a stalker i mean also background check
  • thought they’d help just steal the info he needed
  • but they were cute… 
  • dammit saeran
  • still thinks they’d be the perfect candidate for Mint Eye though
  • and he imagined the rfa’s faces when their new member is actually a thief
  • hahah that oughta show them 
  • when he breaks through the window, mc is half scared-half “you could’ve done that so much better” 
  • mc it’s not like you’re on the first floor
  • they start to bond over his tattoo and leather jacket
  • if he stays in Mint Eye, they become The Scariest Couple oh my god
  • if he doesn’t and he stays with saeyoung, mc decides to quit as a thief to help him out and kind of show him that he could get over the hard past too
  • when he has nightmares, mc tells him stories of what they did before 
  • the stories are really no less scary, but imagining them doing all that and getting out alive make him feel better
  • especially cause they’re so nice
  • they keep their matching aesthetics though  
“Throw Your Ex Here” - Kian Lawley Imagine

Request: i have MAJOR kian feels ugh it’s killing me!! could you pleasee write a fluff with kian?

A/N: I know I was supposed to make Sammy imagine instead of this one, but I was having Kian feelings too and I just couldn’t help it :’) I hope you don’t mind. Enjoy!


It was around 1 a.m. and I was lying in my bed and scrolling through Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr and basically, all social meadia that I have. 

It was when I was going through my Instagram and saw a very interesting pic. There was a trash can and on the wall above the trash can was standing an inscription ‘THROW YOUR EX HERE’ (the picture above obviously) and it immediately reminded me of Kian. 

Kian is my ex boyfriend who broke up with me, about a year ago and before the break up happened, we had been together for 2 years. We had so much fun and we loved each other so very much. We were in a serious relationship even tho we were never serious, if you know what I mean. We even used to live together, but then I moved out after we were done. 

I honestly never wanted to end our relationship, but he was saying ‘I need some space’, ‘maybe we should take a break’ and other shit like that and I instantly knew that that was it. I was heartbroken because of the break up, but we stayed friends. We talk sometimes, we say hi to each other if we see each other somewhere and stuff like that. 

Since the pic reminded me of him like I said, I decided to tag him in the comments below and after about 2 minutes I got a text from him. 

Kian: would you really put your favorite boyfriend in a trash can, y/n?
I don’t think so.

I chuckled a little on his message before replying back. 

Me: EX boyfriend, honey 

Kian: hmm.. ;) 

Me: what’s that supposed to mean?

Kian: maybe I miss you 

Me: good for you 

Kian: why you so harsh? 

Me: what do you want me to say? 

Kian: well I was hoping ‘I miss you too’ 

Me: you wish

Kian: let’s go for a walk 

Me: what? when? 

Kian: now 

Me: it’s 1:15 a.m., I don’t think so 

Kian: I’ll be in front of your building in 5 min ;) 

Me: Kiannnn! 

Kian: I’m waiting for you, baby 

I groaned getting out of bed. He can’t be serious. Why does he want to go for a walk now? Oh well, I forgot that it’s Kian. He’s being unpredictable as always. 

I put on my black pants, plain white tank top and black cardigan with a pair of black vans on my feet. I did NOT put any makeup on because it’s 1 a.m. and Kian’s seen me without makeup before, so..

I got out of the building and found him standing in front of his car with his hands in his pockets. 

‘Hey’ He said spreading his arms. 

‘Hi, psycho’ I said shortly wrapping my arms around his body as he wrapped his around me pretty tightly. 

‘Why psycho?’ He chuckled as we pulled back from each other. 

‘Because it’s 1:30?’ 

‘I was bored!’ He whined. 


‘He’s asleep and I’d rather go for a walk with you than him.’ He said looking at me as we already started walking. I just rolled my eyes and sighed. 

We were walking down the streets and just talking about some random things for about an hour when Kian suddenly stopped. 

‘What?’ I asked confusedly. He smirked, lifted me up in his arms in bridal style and started running with me in his arms towards the black trash can that looked smiliar to that one on the pic. ‘Kian, stop! We’re gonna fall down!’ 

‘Throw yor ex here!’ He said opening the trash can and I started screaming. 

‘Nooo! Kian, stop!’ I laughed tightly wrapping my arms around his neck as he tried to put me into it. ‘Please, no!’ I buried my head into his neck and then he walked away from it laughing as he sat us down on a bench. ‘You’re so fucking crazy’ I said. 

‘Oh c’mon, do you think I’d ever put you in there?’ He chuckled holding my legs in his lap. 

‘Honestly? I’m not sure.’ I couldn’t help bu laugh at how crazy he is. 

When laughter started to die, he all of a sudden asked  ‘Y/n, why did we break up?’

‘You said you needed space’ I said looking away and playing nervously with my fingers. 

‘That was so fucking stupid.’ He said. ‘That’s the stupidest move we’ve ever done.’ 


‘I miss everything we had, you know? I really do. It doesn’t feel right this way’ 

‘What way?’ 

‘This. Without you in my life because all I found without you was misery.’ He said. ‘And I blame myself because we didn’t fight for each other.’ 

‘Kian, I never even wanted us to break up. It was your decision.’ 

‘I know, fuck, I know.’ He said throwing his head back. ‘I don’t know what was wrong with me. You were all I wanted, all I needed. Fuck, you still are and you’ll always be. But it’s too late now to ask for one more chance isn’t it?’ He asked not looking at me at all. 

I moved myself to sit in his lap and then I made him look at me and when he did, I put my hand on his cheek while being really close to his face. 

‘I don’t know’ I said quietly. ‘Maybe it isn’t’ And then we kissed. Only then I realized how much I really missed him. His lips brought all the memories back. 

I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead against his as he pulled me more into him. 

‘I’m just really scared that you’re going to ask again for some ‘space’ after some longer time’ I said honestly. 

‘I once made that mistake, I promise that it will not happen ever again. I promise.’ He said. ‘Do you still love me?’ He asked and I looked up at the sky smiling. ‘Answer me’ He chuckled. ‘Y/n..Answer me!’ He started tickling me and I started screaming.

‘Kian, stop, stop! I do, okay? I do.’  

‘You do what? Say it.’ He said burying his head into my neck and leaving kisses. 

‘I love you’ I said smiling. He pulled back grinning like a child and kissed my lips. ‘I love you, Robert. Always have, always will’

A Music Affair: The Wedding

Hi guys!!! So, finally, here it is! I’m so sorry that I kept you waiting for so long, I got really caught up with college, but thank you so much for your patience and constantly asking me to post the fic. Love your devotion <3
So, this is the first chapter of a two-shot of mine. In this one, you get to see Owen and Amelia’s wedding and on the next one, you’ll see their honeymoon (and how Melody was conceived haha). But yeah, hope you like it and please, give me your feedback! :)

That was it. It happened. They were finally married.

Amelia had just heard the priest’s words “I now pronounce you husband and wife” and she could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

She was a wife now. Owen Hunt’s wife.

Looking at him, Amelia couldn’t help the big smile on her face when she saw him grinning from ear to ear, such a happy look in his eyes, one she had never seen before. In that moment, seeing how much that man loved her and how he was filled with joy about being married to her, Amelia felt like the luckiest woman on Earth.

She couldn’t even believe that, hours before, she had almost left him at the altar.

It had started with the fear that the big storm in Chicago that day would complicate things for the guests to arrive and, eventually, ruin their wedding; which then ended up with her freaking out about getting married in the first place, considering the big spotlight her and Owen would always have on their lives. But, thankfully, her best friend Maggie stepped up to calm her down and make her put things into perspective. It actually didn’t matter what could happen to her and Owen, just the fact that she was marrying the love of her life and that was what made her happy and fulfilled in that moment. So, that’s what she did.

And now, feeling the touch of his strong hands on her waist while her fingers caressed his cheeks, his breath against hers, foreheads touched and eyes closed after their first kiss as husband and wife, Amelia didn’t regret it one bit.

Slowly opening her eyes, she started to regain consciousness of what was happening around her and Owen, coming out of their little bubble. Turning and looking around the church, she saw their friends and family on their feet applauding and cheering for the couple.

“We’re married.” Owen whispered in her ear, giving Amelia a kiss on the cheek.

“We are.” She looked back at him, smiling, before taking his hand in hers and walking down the aisle with her husband.

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