i never say rest in peace but i really really hope that you do

THE QUEST FOR LOVE

Relationships has never been something I’m brave enough to write about, especially in public. The love between a man and a woman to me is very personal. Add religion into the equation and it just becomes very sacred to me. I do not wish to write too long, since I have classes tomorrow at 9am and it’s exactly 4.30am right now. However, I just need to let a few things off my chest because it has been bothering me for quite a while now. Also, due to my hectic schedule, this is the only time I have to write- though I swear to god I’m super sleepy right now

Before we jump into the topic, yes I am single. Have I ever been in a relationship? The answer is also yes. I know how it feels like to love and be loved the same way I know how it feels to be completely shattered. You see, different people have different definitions of love. I strongly believe that the people we fall in love with can sometimes reflect the kind of person we are. For instance, I really value religion, knowledge and ambition. Thus, if i were to marry someone, I look for someone with these exact characteristics. I want someone who has the same goals that I have. Someone who will not only fight with me to succeed in this world, but also in the hereafter. I need someone who works just as hard as I do, not someone who is always tired and only cares about sleep. No more time should be wasted with whiny and lazy ambitionless boys. If you’re serious to pursue a relationship, look for a man.

If there’s one thing a relationship has taught me, it is the importance of maturity when it comes to love. NEVER indulge in a relationship just because it’s a ‘nice’ feeling. If you want to be with someone might as well be with a person who will help bring the best out of you, spiritually, mentally and also emotionally. If the relationship you are in is leading you towards the haraam, leave. No buts. It is just the end of a toxic relationship, not the end of the world. 

By the way people, it is perfectly OKAY to be single. I have been single for over a year now, and wallahi I have never been this happy and I have been achieving so much. I always tell my friends that when you are single, you have 27 hours a day. What it essentially mean is that you’ll have more time for yourself. I know some people who can only seek comfort in the presence of their significant other. After one relationship ends they feel the need to jump into another. Chill people, chill. Take a breather. You don’t need another person to feel sufficient. Try to be comfortable and at peace with yourself with or without a relationship. You have the rest of your life to be spent with your significant other, so while you’re single, might as well really embrace/enjoy it.

Okay last point before I hit the sack, never settle. Ya Allah I can’t stress this enough. Being single is better than being with the wrong person. As they say, it’s better to wait long than marry wrong. If we dont know what we deserve, we will always settle for less. But to deserve more, we should first be more. Build your character before you choose to build a family. Study hard, learn new skills, take up a hobby, read more, travel. There’s so much that can be done when you’re single for your personal development. Take care of yourself. Your health, spirituality, intelligence, akhlak (good character) etc & inshaAllah you’ll get someone who’d do the same for you.

Jim Rohn once said, “The greatest gift you can give somebody is your own personal development. I used to say, ‘If you will take care of me, I will take care of you.’ Now I say, ‘I will take care of me for you, if you will take care of you for me”.

I know this entry is all over the place, but I’m half awake so do forgive me. I hope you find this post helpful. As for me, call me philophobic but I am personally afraid to be in a relationship again. But when the time comes, I hope the guy I end up with will be proud with the lady I have become. If you happen to read this, whoever you may be, please know that not a day passes that I don’t make do’a for you, and for us. Wherever you are in this world, I hope you are also striving to be your best self. May Allah make it easy for us to find our way to each other. See you when I see you!

Ending this cringey post with one of my favorite quotes from Rumi,

‘Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.’

Lots of love,

Aisyah

Laps and Naps

Originally posted by ohh-bloodyhell

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x female!Reader - Cast x female!Reader

Request: So my idea was a fic with seb and reader on the set of Infinity War. Reader likes taking naps on the casts laps, and after a while seb notices that she’s never napped on his lap and gets a bit jealous. A few cast members notice his crush on the reader and one day reader finds seb and the rest of the cast sitting together and goes straight for his lap. The whole cast looks up in awe and snap multiple pictures and seb is all flustered and blushy. You can change it up if it didn’t make sense lol ☺️ (-anon)

Warnings: none, really!! just pretty fluffy stuff

Word Count: 1.2K

A/N: it’s been such a weird week, and i really hope today will be good. but i’ve been havin’ a pretty bad mental-problems sort of day streak, so any memes sent to me are and will be greatly appreciated !!


“Y/N,” a distant, low voice sneaks through your sleepy mind. “C’mon, Y/N, I have to be in the suit in five minutes.”

The groggy veil of sleep slowly lifts off of your as you begin to wake-up. You could feel a heavy hand beginning to gently shake your shoulder.

“But I was so comfy,” your tired voice grumbles.

“I know,” Chris’s soothing voice drifts through the room. “But you’ve been sleeping on me for almost an hour, and I really have to get ready.”

Fine,” you groan, lazily pushing yourself up into a sitting position, snuggling into the corner of the couch as you pry open your heavy eyelids. “But you should know, that was a good nap.”

You blink away the sleep from your vision and look around the room, your gaze locking on Anthony.

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Sweet Nothings

REQUEST: could you write one of just lying in bed with Harry, just talking about the future and it’s all fluffy with a bit of smut? Thanks💗💗

REQUEST: could you write an imagine/fluff about pillow talk, like what you and harry would talk about after making love and the sweet nothings he would tell you 😊


Decided to combine these two. I’m not a huge smut writer so there’s not much smut but there is plenty of fluff! Hope you enjoy! x




Lazy moments with Harry were definitely at the top of your list of favorite things.

The two of you were lost in one another, both of your legs intertwined and covered in the pastel pink sheets of your bed. He was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs, the tattoos on his body illuminated only by the (many) candles that he’d lit earlier that night while you were preoccupied in your office. You were wearing an oversized shirt that you’d stolen from him months ago, a black button-up with “Styles” embroidered over the breast. Your arm was thrown across his chest as your head nestled into the crook of his neck, and his arm was wrapped around you, his hand settled at the skin of your waist as he traced circles against your skin.

The two of you had just spent a while being intimate with one another, which was evident by both of your horrendous sex hair and the blissful afterglow that the both of you carried on your features. You’d been together for almost half a year now, and in that time you’d spent countless hours fooling around between the sheets—Harry connected with you like no one else ever had, and he knew it. The two of you had a more than active sex life, but it wasn’t only about the sex, it was about the moments.

It was the moment after you scream his name, when he leans over to press a soft kiss to your temple. The way in which he never lets you forget that you are safe, that you are in control, and that he loves you.

It’s the moments where he looks at you—I mean, he REALLY looks at you. Head to toe, as if he’s trying to commit your every dip and curve to memory, even though he probably already has. It’s the way he lets out a small sigh and a goofy smile once he’s gotten the chance to see every inch of your skin, as if your body was the answer to all the questions he’d ever asked.

It’s the moment after it all, after you’d scampered into the bathroom and the both of you had slipped into something to cover your skin from the cold air. Moments like right now, where the two of you were absolutely content with tucking yourselves into one another and pretending like both of you were the only people in the world. That’s certainly what it felt like—you felt his chest rise and fall slowly, and the feeling of his lips at the top of your head made you smile.

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Praise Kink

In which Harry is incredibly nervous and y/n knows just how to calm him down.

A/N: WELL I did it. Barely.  I managed to get this finished before Harry’s single dropped so that I’ll be able to freak out in peace tonight.  I hope you enjoy because this is… kinda filthy.  LOVE YA BUY SIGN OF THE TIMES ON ITUNES!

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@gameofthronesimagine: Could you do something with Harry Hook and the reader is from Auradon and is lifelong friends with Ben and she’s Tinker Bell’s daughter??


Word Count: 5251

Also, warning. I started out thinking this would be cute and fluffy. It kind of turned a little angsty.


“…What? This is a joke, right?”

You stared at Ben, trying to mask your horror with denial.

Ben – for his part – looked sheepish. “We need to mend ties with the Isle, and compromise is the best way to do that.”

“So, if Uma asked you to release Chernabog from the Isle, you’d be totally for it?”

“No, of course not–”

You rolled your eyes. “No, of course. Just the guy that tried. To. Kill. You.”

“Things are different. Uma and Harry don’t have any power in Auradon, and it’s not like I’m totally defenceless,” Ben pointed out, nodding to his two huge bodyguards stationed at the door to his office.

You briefly glanced at them, before looking back at Ben. “Anyone else. You could have released anyone else. What about that Gil guy? He sounded harmless. Or some of her pirate groupies.”

“She wanted Harry,” Ben said simply, taking a sip of his tea. “She wouldn’t budge on that.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Wow. Great compromising there.”

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squint at where you’re from

oops sometimes you gotta

spoilers for 413, bellamy/clarke, 1600 words, gen. AO3!


Even though it’s not really the same as coming down in the first time, Bellamy still has this strange sense of deja vu as he looks at the door. The ship is smaller, he has fewer people with him, he feels both more and less sure of what he’ll find. They tried to hit the only spot of green they could see, but the controls are a mess, so he’s not sure they got to it. The whole fucking ship is a mess, built out of whatever scrap they could salvage. Even with six years to perfect it, the thing is still held together with spit and prayer, according to Raven.

But it got them to the ground. They’re back.

“Just open the fucking door!” says Raven, and Bellamy lets out a long breath and finally hits the release.

He knows what he’s hoping for: clean air, plants, blue sky. And he gets all of those.

He just also gets a girl, maybe ten or eleven, with brown hair in braids, pointing a gun at him. Which is honestly fairly encouraging; someone survived, and they have firearms. So she probably came out of the bunker.

He puts his hands up on reflex.

“Hey, uh–we come in peace,” he tries, and then says it again in Trig, for good measure. He doesn’t recognize her, but that doesn’t mean anything. She could be from another clan; there are plenty of them he doesn’t know. Or–his heart trips on the thought–she could be a nightblood. She could have survived because of that, and if she survived–

The girl pulls her gun back and looks at him critically. “Are you Bellamy Blake?”

He blinks a few times. “Um, yeah. I’m Bellamy Blake.”

“Really?”

She sounds skeptical, which doesn’t make any fucking sense. She’s the one who brought it up. There’s no reason for her not to believe him.

“Yeah, really. Did you come out of the bunker? Is my sister with you? Octavia?”

You’re Bellamy?” she says, like she didn’t hear him. She’s making a face like something smells odd. “I thought you’d be taller.”

Taller?” he asks.

Raven pokes her head out. “It’s been five minutes and you’re already being held at gunpoint? You sure have a way with people, Bellamy.”

“Look, we don’t want to hurt you,” he tells the girl. “Just–”

“I know,” she says. “You just want to see Clarke.”

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Descendants 2

Descendants 2 had a lot of strong points but what this post is going to focus on is the character development in all of the characters.

Mal -

Obviously this movie focused a lot on Mal. She has grown a lot from the first movie but not in a healthy way. She developed some bad habits (spelling things and people) and developed some self image issues. This is a vast difference from our defiant and confident Mal from the first movie. While I don’t like the softer Mal that was shown, even closer to the end of the movie, I like that they explored these identity issues. By the end of the movie Mal has reconnected with her roots, her group and what made her want to change in the first place. I think it leaves us with a strong Mal with more room to grow in the right direction.

Evie -

THIS IS MY GIRL! Gonna be honest, I disliked her in the first movie cause she was a ditz but my girl has come a lonngggg way. Evie grew from a superficial girl into an incredibly smart, talented and confident lady. She has a booming design business and doesn’t take crap from anyone, and right beside her for these changes was her supportive boyfriend Doug. I love the dynamic they have because they are equal to each other, she is the strong one but he will still defend her to princes, he manages her business finances and supports her dreams. BUT she is not a dainty princess and he know he isn’t her “prince” but he is her knight. I will defend this ship with. My. Life. Also, she has a big heart and is fighting for the kids that she grew up with. She is going to be a great advocate for the isle.

Jay -

Jay came a long way from his rule breaking enthusiastic lifestyle. He even obeys the smallest (and more sexist) of rules. We also saw that he became less aggressive than before. It was curious to see him as a responsible captain, and it was very fitting. Through out the rest of the movie we got to see him step up as a leader when Mal was lacking or when something needed to be said. Like when everyone was arguing he calmed them down and when Mal and Evie were chatting about her hair, he took initiative to bring them together. Jay is a born leader and is doing the one thing his father, jafar, could not. Being successful and compassionate in a leadership position. In the end when he forfeits his title as captain to Lonnie(?) so she can join the team that is him doing what is best for the team. She is strong and they needed her. He sacrificed his title for the greater good and I hope that doesn’t go unnoticed.

Carlos -

Our shy boy came a long way as well. Carlos is a more outspoken and confident person. I don’t think he lacked confidence in the first movie but I believe he was more introverted, now we see a more open Carlos who stands his ground. For example, kicking Chad out of his room repeatedly. He is dismissing a prince and gives 0 cares. We also have a slight mention of how he programmed his 3D printer to have really cool hacks and such which references his special abilities with computers. Jay can be physical, Evie can be smart, Mal can be sly and Carlos can hack. This is important. Finally we see our boy finally ask Jane out. Tbh, I didn’t see it. BUT I am not against it. The little dorks make each other happy and they make each other stronger, for Carlos he has someone to protect and for Jane she has someone who makes her feel beautiful which is not to be under-estimated.

Jane -

Jane grew in a few notable ways. She became a more involved and outspoken person than the shy, squeaky girl from the first movie. Now she is coordinating big projects and making sure the schedule is kept to. BUT she is still insecure about herself and you can tell, even the way she thought Carlos wanted to go to the party as friends until he spelled it out for her is a sign of the insecurity. Carlos makes her feel beautiful and while that isn’t the best place to get a confidence boost it is still a wonderful development for a young girls self esteem to have someone like that.

Duke -

well, he/she learned English so that is pretty impressive.

Ben -

Ben was a goodie two-shoes in the first movie. While he developed a wicked streak in the second one, he NEVER abandoned his big heart, which is what truly makes him King Ben. He was trying to tackle the life struggles of ruling a kingdom, dealing with an engagement, helping the project areas and maintaining his grades. We know he had to quit his different sports teams because he didn’t have time, the time he spent with Mal dwindled to near nothing and we know he was overwhelmed. He never complained though. Ben is a strong character who is taking care of business and while he might not be the first to throw a punch he is powerful with words before fists, and he doesn’t let his girlfriend fight all his battles for him. In the end when he still trying to seek peace, preventing what could have been a catastrophic battle, he was doing his duty as a king. He put his life on the line. His biggest development in this movie was seeing the other side of things and understanding just how abused these kids were. It is one thing to hear about it and think you know, but he never really knew.  And Uma abusing his kindness and spelling him didn’t scare him away from continuing to seek justice for these kids. Ben is a good leader.

Lonnie -

In the first movie we never really got to explore her character. We saw that she wasn’t afraid of our lil’ villains and that she was still compassionate towards them but that was it. In this movie she is introduced as a threat. She is powerful and smart just like her mother, and she may be a love interest for Jay which is a perfect math. Talk about power couple, am I right?! I look forward to seeing more of her.

NEW CHARACTERS -

Uma -

You can see the results of abuse and bullying in her personality. All she is looking for is validation. This is the entire point of “Say my name”, she wants to be acknowledged. Her dwarf rats don’t really obey her, they still challenge her constantly and call her “Shrimpy”. While she has issues, there is room for change. I really hope Disney takes the opportunity to properly show kids/people how to interact with someone who comes from that abusive background.

Harry Hook -

Dang.. Uh, not gonna lie, I am so weak to this little out law. I was practically drooling over him, and when he tickled Ben my heart skipped a beat. I could ship that, I wont cause I will be lynched, but I could. I could see him being a bigger problem in the future. He has more of a cutthroat attitude than Uma and it is clear that him and Jay have bad blood. I hope we see much more of that delectable pirate. Gil - I bet you are one that gets to leave the isle. You don’t seem inherently bad, just kinda a dunce. Definitely room for improvement.

Wolfgang & Sun

Originally posted by sensatessource

  • They don’t say much, but they FIGHT for their loved ones
  • They don’t show emotions, but they PROTECT their loved ones
  • They’ll kill for survival, but they’ll DIE for their loved ones
  • They don’t smile much, but when they do, it comes from PURE happiness
  • I was SO HAPPY to see so much interactions between Sun and Wolfgang happened in this season – I loved this pair since Christmas special when they had this whole “if you need help” “I’m fine. If you need some air” “I’m good” then * both smirk * scene
  • There are so many things Sun and Wolfgang share in common
  • Both are the quiet ones in the cluster; they are badasses; and THEY DESERVE PEACE & HAPPINESS – and LOVE!
  • They might be strong on the outside, but they have soft heart inside; and that sometimes make these two people blame themselves for what they’ve done
  • Their mothers loved them; their fathers…one was abusive and the other was ignorant; and their other family members (like Steiner and Joong Ki) just couldn’t leave them in peace
  • One thing they don’t share in common, other than their fighting style, is that when Sun needs help, she asks for help. Whereas Wolfgang would NEVER, EVER ask for help – even when he’s being captured and tortured by Whispers
  • I really hope that in the end, both Sun and Wolfgang find their own peace (except rest-in-peace bullshit, I won’t allow it)

Favorite moments in season 2 (spoilers!)

2x02 Who Am I?

Originally posted by warinfinities

– I like that when they’re visiting each other, neither of them says ‘hi’ or ‘what’s up?’ Instead they just simply have a short eye contact and that’s it. The zoo scene sums up Sun and Wolfgang’s relationship. And we love this quiet-yet-we-know-each-other-by-just-looking-at-one’s-eyes. PERFECTION

– Not just from this scene, but most conversations between Sun and Wolfgang are short, very straightforward & concise…and that’s what makes their dynamic so real and sincere because we know both characters share a deep connection through their unspoken pain

2x03 Obligate Mutualisms

@thelovelylights

– OK, I love Sun just the way she is. But I absolutely love her when she embodies Wolfang. Two words; and her level of being badass just exploded there. Hats off to Doona’s perfect portrayal of Wolfgang/Max

2x07 I Have No Room In My Heart For Hate

@princessamericachavez

– In graveyard scene, everyone from the cluster talks to her from their heart…from their experience. What differentiates Wolfgang from rest of them is he’s the only one who says ‘the world would be better without’ people like Joong Ki and Wolfgang’s father. Revenge is a double-edged sword. It’s bittersweet. And Wolfgang has already had a taste of revenge..several times. However, I don’t think sweetness of revenge or his skepticism about justice are entire reasons why he says it. I think it’s because deep down he knows Sun is stronger than she thinks; strong enough to not only make Joong Ki pay for her father’s death but also take in the bitterness of revenge

2x08 All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet (1)

@fvuckyeahsense8

– YES! YES! YES! A thousand times YES! THAT SMIRK IS EVERYTHING! I don’t we need more explanation to this, at all * drops mic *

2x08 All I Want Right Now Is One More Bullet (2)

@s8gif

– OMG. Did they literally finish each other’s sentence? OH YES THEY DID! * drops mic, again *

2x07 I Have No Room In My Heart For Hate & 2x09 What Family Actually Means

@litoshernandos

@superdamnvers

– This is not an interaction between them, but I really wanted to go over this little parallel scenes. Another thing I love about Sun and Wolfgang is they don’t use their strengths to bully someone or to just show off. They use them to protect their loved ones when they are treated like shit by shitty people not nicely

2x11 You Want A War?

@nestarearland

– I know I didn’t include “I would” in Gala scene. Doesn’t mean I don’t like it; it’s just kinda goes along with what I’ve written in graveyard scene. I didn’t want to be redundant. But yeah, I liked that scene too: Wolfgang in gangsta mode walking by Sun’s side while others are trying to stop her XD

– But back to the point, I personally like this scene more simply because I love when Wolfgang shows his gentle and caring side of him towards his cluster. Like when he cared for Will [x]. Also, we don’t really get to see Sun being afraid a lot (I mean of course, she’s a warrior), so it was kinda good to see her being weak and vulnerable for a moment but then quickly regaining her calmness after her cluster reassures she’s going to be fine. It shows how much Sun trusts her cluster; and how much her cluster cares for her (PLATONIC LOVE RIGHT HERE PEOPLE!)


I would say most interactions between Wolfgang and Sun happened during ‘sharing’ – resulting great action sequences, which also proves (again) that these two are not talkers; they’re fighters. Maybe that’s why they make an awesome pair!

Face the Music

Prompt: If your requests are open, could you write a oneshot were batsis,who’s between Tim and Damian’s age or is Damian’s twin sister, is constantly ignored, like they don’t mean to but she’s just kind of invisible to/overshadowed by the batfam, so she decides on staying with the superfam over summer to help at the Kent Farm (Of course Alfred knows but he doesn’t tell) and the batfam doesn’t notice till like a month in that batsis isn’t at Wayne Manor and they’re trying to find her and such.

 ———-

Being the granddaughter of the Demon Head isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Being Damian’s twin sister is even worse.

“Dad?”

“Not now, Y/N”

Your father keeps his back turned and continues to talk to Damian. “Dad, I just …”

“I said not now!”

Damian’s lip curls slightly when he glances at you, “Leave now, Y/N. Father and I are discussing the Mission, which you are not a part of”

You flinch, and quickly leave the cave. “Alfred?”

“In the study, Miss Y/N. Were you able to talk to your father?”

“No, he was busy with Dami, he didn’t have time to talk to me”

Alfred sighs quietly, “You cannot allow the men of this house to ignore you, Miss Y/N”

“I try Alfred! I try to get their attention! But I’m just not good enough! I’m not part of the Mission so I don’t warrant any attention!”

Gentle hands draw you into a brief hug, “You do not need your fathers permission, this time. I will allow you to go to the Kent farm for the summer. Who will be there?”

“Kon, Clark, and Clarks mom, Martha. I’m gonna be helping out around the farm”

“Very well. As long as you promise to write to me at least once a week.”

That forces a chuckle out of you, “This isn’t the old times, Alfie. I can just call you”

“Perhaps I enjoy receiving letters, Miss Y/N”

“Alright, alright, I’ll do both. You’ll keep me updated on the boys?”

“Of course. Now” Alfred gently nudges you toward the door, “It is time for you to pack. I received a call from Mister Kent, he will be here in three hours to pick you up”

“Thanks, Alfred!”

You and Clark land in front of the Kent farm, Kon landing behind you. “Why is this bag so heavy?!”

Rolling your eyes you turn and take the duffel bag from your friend, “Stop whining! You have super strength, and the bag isn’t that heavy! It just has cloths in it!”

“Clark? Is that you?”

“Yeah, Ma! I brought Conner and Y/N with me!”

Martha Kent quickly steps out to the front porch, “Well don’t just stand there come give your mother a hug!” Clark smiles, quickly giving Martha a hug, Kon is next, and the, surprisingly, Marth wraps her arms around you. For a split second, you panic, not having receive a hug from anyone but Alfred in a long time.  “It’s so nice to meet you, Y/N! I hope you enjoy staying with us. Come on now, I’ve made pie”

Clank stands beside Conner, “They ignore her you know, the Bats. She didn’t even tell them she was leaving. The poor kids touch-starved and she doesn’t even realize it”

Conner nods, “I know, but Grandma will fix that. The two of us will just have to make sure that she has the best summer possible”

“Yeah, we will”

“Pennyworth, who were you talking to?”

“No one, Master Damian, just a family member of mine”

Damian’s eyes narrow but decides to let the subject go, “Father would like to know if you have seen Y/N. Todd asked where she was, and Father has not seen her”

“I can’t say that I have, Master Damian. I have not seen her in quite a while”

Damian hums, “Very well, I will tell father and Todd”

Almost an hour later Jason comes up from the Cave. “Alfred, Damian says that you haven’t seen Y/N? How long has it been?”

“Quite a while, Master Jason. Come to think of it, I cannot quite remember the last time I saw Miss Y/N”

“Damn, well I’m gonna try her phone again. If you see her, will you let her know I need to talk to her?”

“Of course”

“Thanks, Alfie”

Once Jason leaves, Alfred picks up the phone and calls Y/N. After a month and a half the rest of her family has finally notice that she wasn’t in the Manor.

“I don’t know, Kon. I’ve never ridden a horse before, what if I fall off?”

Conner chuckles, gently picking you up and putting you on the back of the horse, “If you fall, I’ll catch you. You don’t have to worry about falling, Blueberry’s really smooth”

“Alright, as long as you stay with me”

A gentle hand steadies you in the saddle, “Don’t worry, I’ve got you”

Once the two of you get going, and you learn how to balance on the horse, the ride is surprisingly easy. The two of you make a loop around the farm, just taking in the open land. By the time you get back to the farm house the sun is starting to disappear behind the horizon.

“It’s so peaceful here, I wish I didn’t have to leave”

“You can come back whenever you want, you know. Grandma already said that you’re welcome whenever.”

Before you can respond, Clark steps into the barn. “Alfred called while you were on your ride. He said your father has finally noticed that you aren’t in the Manor. Jason actually noticed you missing first.”

“I’m not missing, I tried to tell Dad where I was going, but he was too busy to listen”

“Well, you might want to call him and tell him you’re fine, because he just sent out an emergency alert to all members of the Justice League.”

“WHAT?!?!”

Clark runs a nervous hand through his hair, “Batman called a meeting, all of the original members of the Justice League are gonna be there. I think you should call him, let him know that you’re safe, and tell him to call off the search”

You’re shaking, everything seems like it’s too much as this point, “He can’t be bothered with me when I’m at the Manor. Clark I’ve been gone for a month and a half, almost two months at this point, and they are just now noticing that I’m gone. I’m so done right now. I’m not calling him, I’m not calling any of them. You can tell my father where I am when you have your meeting, but he won’t be hearing anything from me”

“You know that I have to tell him, right?”

“You really don’t, Kal” Conner throws an arm around your shoulders, drawing you close, “She’s right, they didn’t even notice that she was gone. Y/N can just live here, with me and Grandma, somewhere she’ll have people who care about her”

“Kon, you know that’s not the right thing to do …”

“IT’S NOT RIGHT HOW THEY TREAT HER!!” Conner visibly pulls back, reigning in his anger, “It’s not right how they ignore her, it’s practically child neglect.”

“I know, but now she can come here. Now she has us to look after her. She’s always welcome in either of our apartments.”

“Thank you guys. You – you don’t know how much this means to me. But, Clark’s right, he has to tell my father that I’m safe. You should probably head to your meeting now, I’m gonna enjoy the rest of today with Conner”

Clark nods, pulling you into a tight hug before he flies away.

“What if we run away together. We can find some remote island, I can fly back and forth to the main land for supplies. It could just be the two of us, and anyone else we decided to tell”

You and Conner are laying on the roof of the barn, watching the stars. You never knew how many of them there are, the Gotham smog tends to block out all starlight.

“An island, huh? I don’t really think I’d want to live on an island, too many sharks in the ocean. How about we live in the mountains.”

“That could work!”

“I’m kidding! I can’t just run away forever. Dad wouldn’t stop looking for me, and then he’d pull out the kryptonite just to he could beat the crap out of you!”

Connor pauses mid-laugh, “Clark’s on his way back. Bruce will be here in the morning, he had to take care of something in Gotham tonight”

“Of course he did. The Mission is more important than anything” Clark lands quietly beside you, still wearing the Superman suit, “So, how did your meeting go?”

“Bruce was angry. Apparently, Alfred refused to tell him anything, and at first so did I. Eventually I told him that you were somewhere safe. He managed to deduce that you were here. He said that he’ll …”

“Be here tomorrow morning, yeah, I know.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N”

“It’s not your fault, Clark. Like I said before, nothing comes before the Mission, not even his own children”

“Come down to the house, Ma made apple pie”

“Alright, it’s probably the last time I’ll ever have it. Dad will probably lock me in the Manor and then forget about me”

“We won’t let that happen, I promise”

“What are you gonna do, Conner? Break into Batman’s house, and kidnap me?”

Conner’s eyes briefly flash red, “If I have to, that’s exactly what I’ll do”

The next morning comes too soon. You know that your father is going to be angry, that he’s probably going to lock you in the Manor, and that your twin is going to be pissed that he had to look for you.

“I could hide you in the barn, you know.”

You roll your eyes, “I’m not hiding in a barn from my own father, I just wish that I could stay out here. It’s so … quiet compared to Gotham. There’s no villains, no vigilantes, no galas, nothing like that. Everything just seems simpler out here”

“I know what you mean. It’s nice to have a sanctuary. Clark has his Fortress of Solitude, and I mean I could go there too, but I like it better here.”

“I understand. Did Clark say what time Dad would be here?”

“No” Connor takes a huge bite of her cereal, pointing the now empty spoon at you, “He hasn’t tried to call you?”

“He can’t, remember, my phone slid off the roof, I haven’t exactly had time to get another one!”

“Oh yeah” He pauses, tilting his head toward the door. “Clark said that your dad is about 50 miles away, so he should be here in the next half hour”

“Yeah, I assumed he would be here early”

“There’s still enough time, we can make a break for it …”

You just roll your eyes, going into the kitchen to help Mrs. Kent clean up from breakfast. Exactly twenty-two minutes later Connor comes to get you. The jet is less than a mile away, and Clark said that it would be best if you were already waiting on the porch. The jet comes into view a minute later. Taking a deep breath, you square your shoulders an raise your chin, it’s finally time to face the music.

Jason is actually the first one out of the jet. He sprints up the porch steps and wraps you tightly in his arms.

“Don’t you ever do something like that again, you hear me?” He’s trembling, fine tremors wrack his whole body, “I thought something had happened to you. I’m gone for 3 months and you go missing, no one’s heard from you, no leads, nothing, you just aren’t there anymore”

Jason was the only one in your family, other than Alfred, who didn’t ignore you. He was constantly stealing you away from the Manor just to spend time with you, but sometimes he would go on missions that lasted between three to six months. Half the time he wouldn’t be able to contact you at all, and your father refused to tell you anything.

“I left a note for you …”

“Yeah, and all it said was that you were leaving for a while. That doesn’t help me, short stack! You scared the shit out of me!”

“Sorry, Jay. I kinda expected to be back before you came home”

“I asked B to wait in the jet until I talked to you. He’s pissed, Y/N. He flipped his shit when he realized you’d left. How long have you been gone, kid? Obviously, a while, you’re a hell of a lot tanner than when I last saw you”

“I’ve been here for almost two months as this point.”

Jason’s eyes widen, one hand running through his hair, “Two months … You’ve been gone for two goddamn months, and your own father didn’t fucking notice?!?!?”

“Um, yeah” You scratch the back of your head nervously, “I left with Conner and Clark on June 16th, and its August 3rd now”

“I’m gonna kill him”

“Don’t do that! You promised me no more killing unless absolutely necessary!”

“This is necessary!”

Mrs. Kent opens the front door, still drying her hands on a dish towel, “What’s all this ruckus out here? Clark! Where are your manors? Invite these nice people in for some snacks”

“Ma, I don’t …”

“Clark Kent, I know I raised you with manors”

“Yes, ma’am. Y/N, I’ll get Bruce and Damian from the Jet, why don’t you, Jason, and Conner head inside”

“Thanks, Clark”

Being stared down by your father and twin brother is extremely awkward, especially when they aren’t saying anything. It isn’t until after the snacks are cleared away, and everyone has once again moved out to the porch that they say something.

“Are you going to return to Gotham with us, sister? Or are you going to continue to run away and waste our time?”

“I didn’t run away, Damian!”

“tt” Damian rolls his eyes, mouth set in an almost permanent sneer, “You do not tell anyone where you are going, refuse to answer your phone, refuse to come home of your own violation … need I go on?”

“I tried to tell you and father! You two were too busy to listen to me! I told Alfred where I was going, and if anything happened I was living in the same house as two Super’s!”

Your father finally steps forward, getting in between you and your twin, “What you did was irresponsible and selfish, Y/N. What if the city needed me while I was out searching for you? People could have died because of your actions. Do you know what it’s like to have to worry about someone who …?”

Tears sting your eyes, “Go ahead! What were you going to say? Someone who can’t defend themselves? Someone who’s a disappointment? Someone who will never be the daughter you wanted? Someone who refuses to be ignored any longer?!” You take a deep shuddering breath, finally meeting your father’s eyes, “Then why did you come? Why did you come if I’m so terrible to have around?”

Bruce reaches out, tries to touch your shoulder, but you quickly evade, “Y/N …”

“No, you listen. I’ve been gone for two months! Two whole months, and you weren’t even the one to notice that I was gone! Jason noticed before you did, dad!” More tears slid down your cheeks, “Do you know what it’s like to be ignored like this? To be so easily forgotten? Dad, do you know why I was allowed to live?” Bruce shakes his head, “I was meant to die shortly after Damian and I moved in with you. Mother had orchestrated my death, it was meant to bring you closer to her, out of shared parental grief. I’m not sure why I didn’t die, but sometimes … sometimes I wish I did!!”

“Kid …”

It’s like all the fight’s drained out of you, and now you’re just tired, “It’s okay, Jason. I won’t argue anymore, I’ll go back to the Manor. I won’t leave anytime soon, it’ll be just like before”

“Y/N, don’t …”

You turn, facing Conner, “Thank you, for everything this summer. It was really nice to spend time with you, and I really hope that we can stay friends”

Conner envelopes you in a huge hug, squeezing you tightly to his chest, “Of course we can, we’ll be friends forever now.”

“Y/N”

“I’m coming father, I won’t keep you from Gotham any longer, just let me grab my bag”

“Sister …”

“Don’t start your shit, Damian. Being your twin sister has been hell, and right now I can’t take any of your insults”

Damian looks taken aback by your hostility, “I only wanted to say that I am sorry for how I treated you in the past, and I hope you know that … I will protect you if Mother ever tries to hurt you”

You let out an exhausted sigh, “Yeah, you’ll protect me, if you even notice me. I’ll be back in a minute, I need to pack”

Once Y/N is gone Jason, Conner, and Clark turn to face Bruce and Damian.

“You see what you’ve done now, Bruce? You see what I’ve been trying to tell you for years? Do you even know that girl? She’s been with you for six years now, she’s your daughter, and you don’t even know what her favorite color is!”

Bruce straightens, “I understand that I haven’t been very present in her life …”

“I’m gonna stop you there, Mr. Wayne. I understand that you’re Batman, that you protect Gotham from the bad guys, but did you ever think of how much damage you have done to that girl upstairs. Y/N is … she’s amazing, probably one of the most kind hearted and forgiving girls that I have ever met, and you’ve hurt her. You have made her feel worthless, like she doesn’t deserve attention, and I’ve been working for two months now to fix that.” Conner straightens his shoulders, “I’ll be visiting her a lot, just to make sure that you don’t undo what I’ve accomplished. You have a really special girl, Mr. Wayne, I’d hate to see you lose her forever.” Then the teenager turns and walks into the house.

“He’s right, Bruce”

“I know he’s right, Clark! I know I’ve messed up! I don’t need everyone here to tell me that”

Clark opens his mouth, but Jason beats him to it, “Then what are you going to do about it!? You can bitch that you know how terrible of a father you are, but what are you going to do to fix it? Because don’t think for once second that I won’t take her away from you. Conner and I won’t let you neglect her anymore. What you’ve been doing is considered child neglect, you’re just lucky that she’s old enough to take care of herself or she might be dead by now from your carelessness.”

“I’ll change, Jason, Clark. I’ll change for her, I’ll pay more attention, I’ll listen to her, I’ll go to counseling with her, I’ll go to parent classes if I have to! I didn’t realize …” Bruce breaks off when his voice cracks, his hands tremble, “I’ll be a good father, I promise”

Damian places one hand on his father’s shoulder, “I believe that we both have made mistakes, Father, and that we both have quite a long way to go until we gain Y/N’s trust back”

“We’ll do everything in our power to make this up to her. I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten” Everyone outside can hear Y/N and Conner coming down the stairs, “We have a long way to go to make it up to her, to prove that we care for her.” Bruce squares his shoulders, “We have to own up to what we’ve done, it’s time to face the music.”

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A/N: i was forced at gunpoint tonight to write a s4 drabble about bellarke realizing how the other feels about them. Rated T. WC: 1455.


It’s quiet.

Somehow, quiet is always around Bellamy. It’s like he wears it on his shoulders, along with all the pain and hurt and guilt. She doesn’t know if he’s even aware he projects it. All she knows is when she’s sitting with him like she is tonight, sorting meat packages into piles for storage for Alpha Station’s five years weathering out the storm, everything just feels calmer.

“Pass me the checklist,” Bellamy rumbles, nudging her hand with his. It’s the first thing either of them have said for the past half hour.

She obliges, and he squints at it.

“We’ve got to sort those.” He points. Clarke glances around. “Into different kinds of meat. We forgot to do that.”

“Then we have to do it again,” she exhales, and rakes a hand through her hair, nails digging into her own scalp. That will take another twenty minutes at least. Heavy frustration washes over her in a wave. There’s too much to do. Too many small details to iron out. “There’s not enough time.”

She hears him taking a deep breath— it’s no secret that they’re both counting down the minutes. But when he speaks, his voice is even. “There’ll be plenty of time soon enough. Five years, to be exact.”

She looks up, finds him watching her, dark eyes unreadable, and nods, her throat still feeling tight.

They resume sorting, but this time, it’s his shoulders that are drawn tight, and Clarke feels terrible right then for reminding him how little time they had, as if he weren’t already thinking about it every moment of the day. She scrambles for something to say to distract him. “What do you think you’ll do?”

Bellamy looks up, quirks up a brow.

She clarifies. “What do you think you’ll do with those five years?”

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(Loki x reader) Can’t Sleep pt.2

Originally posted by hard-on-for-hiddleston

A/N: This is one of my most popular one shots and I couldn’t help but want to continue it! I hope you guys like it 

Words: 1,956

Warning: none

Part 1

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Loki shifted slowly in his sleep, the sunlight shining onto his closed eyelids and disturbing him from his peaceful sleep. Loki fluttered his eyes open slowly, trying to draw in his surroundings. He felt the floor beneath him and realised he was resting on a soft carpet. He suddenly noticed that he wasn’t alone. Loki looked towards his chest and where his left hand was resting. He realised that someone was resting on his chest and immediately discovered that it was you. He suddenly stiffened and stressed out, trying to remember what happened. He shifted his hand underneath your head and carefully shifted your body off his, treating you like beautiful china. Once your were rested carefully on the ground, he stood up and delicately placed one arm under your knees and the other beneath your shoulders and warily picked you up. He placed your still sleeping body carefully on your bed and pulled his arms out from underneath you slowly so he wouldn’t wake you. Loki pushed a small strand of hair out of your face and smiled slightly, finding you beautiful and innocent as you were sleeping. Loki’s smile broke when he realised what he was doing, he couldn’t feel anything for you. It wasn’t right, and you didn’t deserve him.

Loki sighed as he walked towards the door and opened it, taking a quick look at you before closing the door lightly and walking out of the room. Loki walked down the hall and saw all the avengers sitting on the couch watching TV. Nobody really paid attention to him at first except for Thor, who was beaming at him. Loki looked at him, creasing his eyebrows with a confused expression.

“There you are, I started to think you’d never show up” Clint said, causing all the avengers to look straight at Loki, something he didn’t really appreciate. Loki nodded and looked down at his feet, still thinking about you. “I was asleep” he said quietly. He didn’t have a witty comeback for the first time since he got here, and he wasn’t really up for it. Loki looked back at Thor who was still smiling, and after a few seconds he stood up walking over to Loki.

“I’ll just be a second, I need to speak to my brother” he said, still smiling. Thor walked over to Loki and grabbed his wrist, leading him towards the hall.

“Wha…what are you doing!?” Loki sniped, irritated by Thor’s confusing behavior.

“I don’t know, anything you’d like to share with me, brother?” Thor said, raising his eyebrow and grinning. Loki shifted awkwardly but tried to cover it up by playing it cool. He looked up at Thor, a confused fake look on his face.

“What is your damage this morning?” he asked, Thor continued to smile at his brother unfazed by his response.

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I’ve Got You

IT’S WHUMP WEEK! Hope you’re all as excited for this as I am. I’m going to try and throw some (k)lance whump at you every day!

Day One- Fever


Lance glared up at the ceiling with narrowed eyes, as if its very presence offended him. “Why do we even make plans?” he wondered aloud. “They always go south, anyways.”

Keith rolled his eyes. “If we just stormed into Galra bases with no idea what we were doing, then we’d be caught pretty easily.”

Lance eyed him, unimpressed. His skin looked unusually pale in the dim, purple light. “Kinda like how we are now?”

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Wanna One Kang Daniel Prince! AU (Part 4)

And here we go, the last part of the Prince AU! Get ready for a wall of text, this is about 50% longer than the other parts (oops). Anyway, this has been such a fun series to write. You can find links to other parts here: 1, 2, 3. Enjoy! (You + Kang Daniel)

Originally posted by parkvmins

  • “(Y/N), do you like me?”
  • oh my god no nO NO non non ono noono nO NO NO what do i s ay oh myg od
  • “Uh, no I don’t, weirdo,” you nervously laughed, backing away from him, turning your face away from him so he couldn’t see the blush that was running to your cheeks
  • Daniel stood up, eyes curving playfully, his gaze boring into you
  • “Hmmm… I heard everything, though, (Y/N),” he walked closer and closer to you, you carefully backing up in response
  • What the hell does he think he’s doing right now oh my god
  • “What did you hear? You must be hearing things, I never said that I like you, you should get your ears checked out,” you replied, unable to meet his strong gaze
  • “There are different ways to say you like someone… and I heard,” Daniel began, poking your cheek, “someone here saying they wouldn’t mind marrying me… at all,” he finished, smirking
  • Suddenly, you had a sudden rush of confidence, standing up straight and looking Daniel right in the eye
  • “Well, last time I checked, “wouldn’t mind” doesn’t mean the same thing as “want to”, in fact all it means that I’m completely neutral about marrying you mister,” you replied, wiggling your eyebrows at him, walking right past him to take a seat on the bed
  • You were too focused on stopPING YOUR OWN HEART from exploding out of your chest to notice Daniel’s quiet “oh” in response to your comeback
  • And Daniel was having problems of his own: for some reason, he was… disappointed by your response
  • Suddenly, he didn’t want to talk with you anymore or finish his homework/lesson with you, and silently walked to his own end of the bed, climbing under the comforter, resting his head on the pillow to face away from you
  • He honestly felt like punching something or slamming his body against the bed but willed himself to complete stillness, not wanting to communicate his feelings to you in any way
  • He didn’t realize how excited and happy and built up he had gotten when you had whispered to him, thinking he was asleep
  • And now he knew he shouldn’t be mad, but here he was, unable to talk to you for some reason
  • You were shaken up as well, on the opposite side of the bed, and climbed in without a word, confused as to why Daniel had suddenly stopped talking to you… was he angry?
  • You laid down there, unable to fall asleep for some reason sometimes sneaking glances at Daniel’s huge curled up body
  • You fell into sleep, emptily staring at him from afar, confused about what was happening
  • Daniel, on the other hand, was unable to rest and forget about the night’s previous events
  • He tossed and turned in the dimly-lit room, sometimes facing you, looking at your sleeping face
  • Why am I feeling like this… 
  • He silently raged at himself, never having felt this way before, before one clear and frightening thought entered his mind
  • I wanted her to like me.
  • That was it. That’s the entire explanation, and he still struggled to understand why he wanted that
  • Daniel fell asleep out of exhaustion, his last thoughts before he drifted off being a complete mess
  • zzzz good night you two
  • The next morning, you groggily opened your eyes, only to find yourself face to face with Daniel’s shirt
  • It took a couple seconds for you to process the position you were in: all snuggled up in Daniel’s chest, his arms holding you against him
  • oh my gOD WHAT HE WHAT IS HE DOING HOW DID THIS HAPPEN
  • You two slept in the same bed literally every night, and this had never once happened in all that time
  • Keep in mind the bed is huge, and you two are all the way shifted to one side, leaving the other side completely empty
  • Nevertheless, you couldn’t will yourself to move out of Daniel’s grasp, you wanting to stay in this position… for as long as possible
  • You didn’t make a move, and closed your eyes again
  • In your logic, you two were on your side of the bed, so whatever happened wasn’t because of you, so you just went with it
  • You had no idea that Daniel was also awake and pretending to be asleep LOL
  • He was equally shocked when he woke up; he had no idea how he ended up in this position over the night, but he found himself enjoying the feeling of your body warming him up
  • He hoped you wouldn’t feel his heart racing, your face right on his chest
  • And the both of you just laid there, trying to keep yourselves perfectly still, secretly appreciating the other’s presence as much as possible
  • Y’all dumb af lol
  • You two would have just laid there forever until you turned into corpses, if not for the intercom interrupting your peaceful silence
  • “Prince Kang, Miss (Y/L/N), please wash up and join the family for Lunch at noon.”
  • that dAMN security system… the Queen and King are probably watching us like we’re characters in a movie, deciding to “wake you up” now
  • You both twitched in shock from the noise, sitting up in the bed, eyes finally meeting one another (and you two were both pretty much wide awake by now lol)
  • “Oh- um hey,” Daniel greeted you, the first words he had spoken to you since last night
  • You cleared your throat, “hey, good morning”
  • It wasn’t every day you saw Daniel at a loss for words – he was quiet and you two just looked at each other before getting up, mutually agreeing to pretend like last night and this morning never happened…
  • …or so you thought.
  • You were on your way out of his room, mumbling that you would go wash up first, when you heard Daniel’s voice call out from behind you
  • “(Y/N).”
  • You stopped, and turned around, to come face to face with Daniel – when had he gotten so close?
  • You looked at him, not having time to say anything, when his bunny teeth poked out from between his lips
  • “You like me. You totally do.”
  • wait. what? where was this coming from…
  • This time, you had nothing to say to Daniel, and just blankly stared at him, waiting for an explanation
  • Daniel smugly smirked at you, before continuing
  • “Maybe you don’t realize it, but you totally like me, I just get this vibe from you,”
  • “What are you babbling, get ahold of yourself man” you said, kicking his leg and running away
  • You didn’t know what Daniel was trying to pull here, and honestly he wasn’t sure himself
  • He just wanted not to be awkward with you, and for things to go back to normal – and that meant teasing you, even if it was over something that wasn’t… confirmed
  • And maybe, he was hoping to himself that it was true, and telling you that you liked him made him take his mind off the fact that there was a possibility you didn’t, serving as a source of comfort for him
  • Over the next couple weeks, you could count on Daniel to catch literally any small action you did and turn it into a “you like me” thing
  • Every night he would set up a pillow barrier between you two, claiming that other night that you jumped him and he was trying to “protect” his “purity”
  • Even if your hand slightly touched him for one reason or another, he would get all on your case about that
  • “OH I CAUGHT YOU!!!” or “What can I do, I’m so charming, even you couldn’t resist me”
  • Sometimes he’d purposely set you up, asking if you wanted some of his drink, and when you agreed he’d tease you for sharing a drink with him
  • Most of the time you were just too done to respond to him, only managing an eye roll or glare
  • Ong and Jaehwan saw all of this happen, and would give Daniel the "really bro” look every time (just to go unnoticed by him)
  • To them, it was obvious that all this teasing was just a sign that he had a huge crush on you (which they had picked up a while ago)
  • They’d whisper about Daniel right in front of him lmao
  • “Daniel is good looking, but really bad at dating”
  • “I have no idea what he’s doing”
  • “What a freak”
  • “It’s funny how he claims (Y/N) likes him over the dumbest things but he can’t realize he likes her over the same teasing he does to her”
  • “That’s dumb Daniel for ya”
  • Daniel was really like a little kid, unable to figure himself out
  • He was the type to tell someone directly when he liked them, but he hadn’t seemed to have figured out his feelings for you… weirdo
  • So you were stuck with all this teasing, but you were in too deep in your own feelings for him that you didn’t even care at this point LOL
  • Everything was stuck in this strange limbo between friendship and dating until one day, when you were to take a multi-day trip to attend a competition for one of the clubs you were in at school
  • And of course, Daniel made this big deal about you going to miss him
  • “If you get too sad while I’m not there with you, feel free to call me or anything (Y/N), I’ll make sure my phone is always turned on for you, I wouldn’t want you to be sad on your trip,” he teased, poking your cheeks (he tended to do that a lot lol)
  • The line between joking and serious was completely blurred at this point, and for the time being you didn’t make an effort to clear it
  • “Sure thing, fella, I could say the same to you,”
  • You went on your trip, and on your end it was for the most part uneventful
  • After all, you were already self-aware of your emotions for him, and you had already come to terms with missing him for a few days
  • but the case wAS DIFFERENT FOR MR. KANG HERE
  • He had laughed at his own jokes over sending you off, but once you had left, he was an absolute mess
  • That afternoon at the coffeeshop, Daniel barely spoke a word to Ong and Jaehwan, and kept checking his phone and putting it back in his pocket over and over again
  • After a while, Daniel couldn’t take it anymore, and told Ong and Jaehwan that he had to leave
  • “I think I’m feeling sick, I have no idea why, my head hurts for some reason, I’m going to go home early today guys”
  • Jaehwan and Ong already knew that if they told Daniel he liked you, he would just deny it and tell them they were crazy
  • This one, he had to figure out on his own
  • Daniel couldn’t focus at all; when he arrived back at the palace, he had no idea what to do
  • For some reason, he couldn’t remember what he used to do after school before you lived with him
  • He tried playing computer games and eating food but couldn’t stop checking his phone
  • “She definitely misses me, why isn’t she texting?”
  • He even checked his temperature, trying to find the cause of the weird feeling that was taking over his body
  • He flopped on his bed, staring at his phone and flailing his limbs around because he’s strange
  • Daniel found himself mindlessly tapping his phone to almost call you multiple times before catching himself and stopping
  • But on one attempt, he failed to stop himself and the call went through, unbeknownst to him LOL
  • “Hello?” Your voice called out from the other line
  • wa w ahat (Y/N) how is she here what why is she on the call
  • He quickly came to the wrong conclusion, that you had finally called him, quickly getting cocky again
  • “Ah, (Y/N), looks like you finally caved in and called me, I know you couldn’t resist, you totally missed me, but what can I expect if you like me so much,” he cackled out
  • You were, obviously, extremely confused as to what was happening
  • “Daniel? I didn’t call you though,” you replied
  • “Yes you obviously did, Miss (Y/N)”
  • “Daniel. Literally check your phone, you’re the one who called me, if anything, according to your own logic, this means you are the one who misses me and you like me, idiot”
  • wait, what? Daniel checked his phone log, the outreaching arrow indicating that he was the one who had started the call, his eyes nearly popping out of his head when he saw the symbol
  • He sat there in silence, shocked, still on the call
  • “Daniel? Are you still there?” your voice reclaimed his attention
  • “yeah,” he responded, shocking you – in that one word, you heard softness and vulnerability
  • “Uh- are you okay? Did something happen?”
  • Without thinking, Daniel finally let loose the words that had been sitting on the tip of his tongue for so long, shocking the both of you
  • “I think I like you, (Y/N).”
  • “What?”
  • Everything was becoming clear to Daniel – how had I not figured this out earlier? You’re literally such a fool, he thought, scolding himself
  • More confidently this time, he repeated himself
  • “(Y/N). I definitely like you. I miss you too.”
  • “Oh my gosh, I can’t believe this is happening now, Daniel I’m literally on a bus right now,” you quietly laughed into the phone, hoping the sounds of the bus were too loud for others to hear your conversation
  • Hearing your laugh made Daniel’s heart literally flutter, his feet kicking his bed in happiness
  • Everything was finally making sense, and that was in itself comforting
  • “Sorry I didn’t tell you before, (Y/N), I literally just figured it out. Like 30 seconds ago,” he giggled back at you
  • “You’re so dumb; this whole time you were the one making fun of me and telling me that I was the one who liked you, you fool”
  • “Well, I mean, you do, right? Like me?”
  • “No, I don’t, and now I’m going to tease you about liking me for months!” (you couldn’t hold back at this momentary revenge on him)
  • But Daniel felt his heart drop at your answer
  • “Wait, you don’t? But- but you always stare at me and joke with me and we’re just perfect together you have to like me!” Daniel cutely protested, and you completely gave in – you were a total sucker for him
  • “I’ve literally liked you since that holiday party months ago, don’t even I’ve deadass been waiting for a sign from you since forever” you replied, unintentionally confessing more than you had intended
  • “Wait what? Since the party? Oh my god, you’re SO into me, and I’m never going to forget it”
  • “Ugh I’m hanging up, I can’t believe I told you that,” you said angrily, but Daniel heard the smile in your voice
  • “Okay, we can continue this juicy information session later then, dumbo”
  • “I’M LEAVING BYE”
  • “Bye sweetheart”
  • “…never call me that again or I will end you”
  • “I thought you were leaving? Can’t seem to end the call with me? You really are in too deep girl”
  • “Shut up I’m going now” you hastily hung up
  • And the both of you just sat in your respective locations, with huge grins covering your faces
  • Not once could you two have a prolonged nice moment without turning to harass the other… but nevertheless, it felt so right
  • For the next couple days of that trip, you two called each other every night, but throughout the day solely communicated through those sticker emojis on the text message app (wtf)
  • When you returned to the palace after what seemed like the longest 4 days of both of your lives, Daniel was the first one to greet you, opening the doors of the palace himself, urging the servants to let him do it himself
  • You began to greet Daniel with a simple “hey”, but he immediately smothered you in a tight hug, making the servants giggle in shyness behind him
  • “Dan- dude I can’t breathe” you mustered out, your face smushed against his chest
  • All he did was laugh in response and drag you to his room, quickly closing the door behind him and holding you still in front of him, his hands cupping your shoulders
  • He looked like a complete puppy, happy and shy and excited at the same time
  • He still hadn’t said anything, and was still laughing, breathing heavily at the shameless running the both of you had just done
  • And just like that, you felt his lips on your forehead, there one second and gone the next
  • “Oh my gosh, that felt as good as I imagined,” he breathed out, sTILL LAUGHING LIKE HE WON’T STOP LAUGHING
  • You could only look at him, taken completely by surprise, rapidly blinking due to the closeness between the two of you
  • “Can I do it again?” Daniel asked, finally getting a hold of himself
  • “Like you asked the first time,” you muttered, feeling your heart dance as he wrapped a hand around your waist, pulling you closer to him
  • “Good point. Sorry about that. Can I do it again though?” he cockily asked
  • You snatched up some confidence you didn’t know you had, and pecked his lips in response, making the both of you pink
  • “Um- I couldn’t reach your forehead,” you sheepishly explained, leaving Daniel the one in shock this time
  • “Oh, sorry, I should’ve asked,” you apologized to Daniel, confused at what he was silently thinking
  • “No. It’s fine.” he rasped back at you, his eyes changing to something more… intense, before nodding at himself and simply embracing you in a hug, patting your hair with one of his hands
  • “I’m glad you’re back,” he mumbled into the top of your head
  • “I was only gone for a couple days, Dan”
  • “Still cmon you missed me too,” he prodded, slightly nudging your leg with his knee
  • “Yes I am aware”
  • “I mean, not like I had to ask, you’re the one who’s liked me since the holiday party, jeez”
  • You stepped away from him in response
  • “Oh, you wanna go there? Really? You’re the one who confessed over the phone after calling me and proceeding to claim that I was the one who called and missed you”
  • “HEY”
  • “HEY YOURSELF”
  • Welp, there goes that moment NICE ONE GUYS
  • And the two of you were all weird again, bickering as usual…
  • but you wouldn’t have it any other way :’))
  • The both of you officially dated from then on, making the King and Queen very happy about the development
  • And yes, they did tell you to begin preparing for grandchildren after you two got married, making you two very embarrassed LOL
  • You two actually didn’t talk about marriage, but it was looming over your heads
  • Jaehwan and Ong were relieved that Daniel had finally figured himself out, and they complained to him about all the times he annoyed them over it LOL
  • You two actually went out alone sometimes now, but for the most part your relationship was the same as before… except for the occasional attempts at romance and… intimacy aHEM
  • Daniel would do the cringiest things, like say dumb pickup lines and help you put on your shoes, calling you “princess” (which makes sense)
  • You would be mesmerized or disgusted by these efforts, and frequently made fun of him, but you both just liked each other so much so it didn’t matter much LOL
  • The King and Queen absolutely adored the two of you, and were incredibly satisfied that their master plan had resulted in fruits of success
  • They caught you exchanging your first “love you”s and blushes and the Queen literally screamed jfc
  • (why Daniel said “love you” instead of “thank you” when you passed him the juice at dinner one day was still unknown to this day)
  • And slowly, over the course of weeks, the both of you drifted together before sleeping, getting closer and closer until one day you both just began falling asleep in the other’s arms, both of you extremely content
  • And one night, as you two were drifting off together, Daniel’s voice softly called out to you
  • “(Y/N).”
  • “Hmmm?” you groggily responded, about to fall asleep
  • “I already call you my princess, why don’t we just make it official?”
  • Suddenly, you were wide awake – did… did he just propose to me?
  • Like you two were already set to have an arranged marriage in the next year according to the parents, but why were these words making you so happy?
  • “W-what?” was all you managed to get out, a smile already forming on your lips
  • “(Y/N), you know what I mean. Let’s get married?”
  • You couldn’t hold back your excited squeal as you pulled yourself into Daniel’s warm chest, quickly nodding in response
  • A year ago, you couldn’t imagine being proposed to, in the middle of the night, cuddling with the nation’s literal Prince Kang Daniel, but here you were… and now this life seemed not only normal, but necessary
  • “Okay, sounds good. Good night Princess (Y/L/N),” Daniel whispered, as if he didn’t just propose to you a minute earlier… 
  • And you loved him for that.
  • “Night, Daniel.”

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Originally posted by fydaniel


A/N: Ahh I hope that ending was alright… guess I wanted to keep it a simple contrast to what happened right before that 😉 This part came out to be longer than the others, but I really wanted to finish it up this time. Hope you enjoyed!

I haven’t been updating as frequently as I am preparing for pre-college things, but I also don’t want to rush so that I can make sure to put out quality writings that I feel confident about. Hope that makes sense!

Thank you once again for all of the patience! I know many of you have been waiting for a while 💖

Beauty and The Assassin // A Mitch Rapp Smut

Prompt: She was the sun and he was the moon. She was light and he was darkness. She was love and he was incapable of it.

Relationship: Mitch Rapp x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Smut, Cum on Face/Body, Titty Fuck, Fingering, Swearing, Violence, Rough Sex, Fluffy Sex, Badass!Reader, Multiple Descriptive Deaths, and Unprotected Sex (Cover your stump before you hump).

Word Count: 7,833 (I decided to write two different smut scenes in this one fic and it’s so worth it because one’s hella hot and the other’s super emotional)

Song: Feel Something by Jaymes Young

A/N: Ever since the trailer came out, my fingers have been itching to write something about Mitch Rapp but I just couldn’t come up with any ideas. And then Jaymes Young released this single from the heavens above (God bless) and inspiration hit me like a fucking truck. 

P.s. This is definitely in my top 5 favorite fics I’ve ever written and I really hope you guys like it as much as I do.

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With a mixture of determination inside of anger (and even lust), Mitch Rapp let out a strangled grunt as he tackled (Y/N) onto the ground for the millionth time tonight. It’s been hours since he started training her and by the look of exhaustion on her face, he could tell she was incredibly sick of it. Her face was scrunched up and she bit down on her bottom lip, but not in the way he was used to seeing when he was slamming into her and fucking the gorgeous girl senseless. She was tired and annoyed, her features scrunching up because she was in pain and her lip being tugged in between her teeth to keep from yelling at the man hovering over her.

“Come, on (Y/N).” Mitch sighed when she gave a pathetic attempt of getting him off of her. “It’s like you’re not even trying.”

“That’s because I’m not. I’m tired and I just want this to be over already.” She retorted, not even hiding her temper. The usually bubbly and happy girl was irritated and sore, beyond ready to take a soothing shower to relax all of her aching muscles.

“Well, if this were a real fight your wishes would’ve certainly been granted by now.” He replied, not making any effort to get off of her.

“Really?” She asked.

“Yes, because you’d be dead.”

“Fighting back is too hard.” She groaned, letting her head fall onto the floor as she shut her eyelids in an attempt to rest. “Maybe I’d be better off dead considering it requires less work.”

“Hey, open your eyes.” Mitch stated, getting a hold of her chin in his calloused hand and she reluctantly obliged. “Being dead is not the better option and you know it. Now, defend yourself and push me off of you.”

“I can’t.” (Y/N) shook her head, sighing. “I’m too tired.”

“This isn’t a suggestion. This is an order.” The assassin commanded, a stream of lust rushing through her body as an immediate reaction. “Do as I say, (Y/N).”

“I’m not one of your recruits, Mitch.” The young woman bit down on her lip and he instantly noticed the lustful meaning behind it. “You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Princess, I already am.” Rapp smirked, his dick straining against his boxers at the sight of her continuing to chew on her bottom lip. “Push. Me. Off.”

(Y/N) shook her head as a smirk appeared on her mouth and it made Mitch’s heart stop from how alluring she looked. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips plump and swollen, her eyes playful as they stared up at him, her soft hair sprawled out on the floor and even the sweat accumulated on her forehead made her glow beautifully. He has yet to admit it and there’s a good chance he never will, but this girl beneath him had Mitch completely wrapped around her finger.

After Katrina, his entire world fell apart. His first love’s death ended up creating a gaping hole inside of Rapp’s heart. He tried to heal himself with anything he could find, but his wound just continued to bleed. Food, alcohol, drugs, sex, violence and eventually revenge were different ways the young man seeked to bandage himself up. But, the bleeding still managed to ooze through. That is, until he met her.

(Y/N) waltzed into his life unexpectedly and did the one thing he couldn’t even do for himself. Without knowing it, she reached into his wounds and pulled the core of the pain that was holding him to his dreadful past out and destroyed it, showing Rapp how to make peace and find the balance he was so desperately looking for.

“You need to stop biting your lip or you’ll find yourself getting fucked mercilessly by me in a matter of seconds.” Mitch warned her, (Y/N)’s core already drenching her laced panties. “So, unless you want that, you need to stop biting your fucking lip.”

She didn’t say anything, she just prepared herself for the intense fun that was about to come as she stared him straight in the eye and bit her lip one last time.

Mitch immediately snapped and his mouth was crashing on hers in seconds, just like he promised. He lifted himself slightly so he could open her legs before him and fit himself in between them as her hands flew to his long and silky hair, her lips deepening their passionate kiss so she could push her tongue inside of his warm mouth. (Y/N) couldn’t hold back her moans at how skillful and dominant he was with his tongue, glad that they were already on the floor and she didn’t have to worry about falling down from how weak her knees felt. When they both needed to breathe, Rapp bit down on her bottom lip (because he had been wanting to do that all night) and pulled before completely letting go for their lungs to catch the air they were begging for.

His hands flew to the over sized shirt she was wearing, that just so happened to be his, and didn’t even think twice before effortlessly ripping it apart. A gasp emitted from her throat and he simply smirked before lifted her back off of the floor to reach behind and unclasp her bra, he would’ve happily torn that apart as well but he knew she wouldn’t like it. After pulling down the straps, (Y/N)’s bra was flung across his apartment and neither one of them cared enough to see where it could’ve possibly landed.

Mitch’s lips instantly wrapped around one of her breasts, his tongue flicking her perky nipple, and (Y/N) arched her body into his bare chest. She immediately moaned when she felt his hard bulge poke the inside of her thigh and she knew that from how turned on they both were, this would be over faster than it even started. Just as Rapp bit down on her nipple and a strangled whimper fell from her lips, one of (Y/N)’s hands moved to the hem of his sweatpants and pulled at it so that her other hand could push past both it and his boxers. As soon as her hand wrapped around his erection, Mitch hummed in appreciation against her breast causing vibrations to immediately shoot throughout her entire body and land in her aching core.

(Y/N) tightened her grip on him before slowly pumping Mitch’s shaft and he had to actually stop giving (Y/N) her share of pleasure because there was so much of it flooding inside of him that he couldn’t concentrate. Mitch rested his head on her bare chest and allowed her to continue working on him, occasionally thrusting his hips into her hand to let her know he wanted her to move a little faster. The sight of him drowning in his own desire in front of her was enough to make (Y/N) come undone right there, but she held back as much as she could. It was when Mitch moaned again against her that she knew she needed him fucking her as soon as possible.

“Mitch, I need you baby.” She mewled and the young man’s cock twitched at the sound alone.

Even though his body screamed at him for it, he placed his hand on her arm and pulled her grip off of his cock. But, she managed to swipe up the leaking precum from his tip before he did and she instinctively brought the salty liquid up to her mouth, gladly sucking on her finger. Rapp’s own finger traced down her stomach to the hem of her soaking panties and even though her body was extremely heated and sweaty from their training session, his touch left goosebumps on her skin. Pulling down her panties with both of his hands and placing it on the floor beside them, the next to go were his sweatpants followed by his boxers.

(Y/N)’s eyes fell to the dark hair below his stomach before they trailed down to his erection, the sight of Mitch’s red and swollen tip making her lick her lips. The assassin’s hands gripped harshly onto her thighs and spread them apart before lining himself at her entrance and slamming in without giving her as much as a warning. (Y/N) screamed in response, her body arching up, and Mitch didn’t even wait for her to adjust before already thrusting into her warmth. It was a good thing she was incredibly lubricated from how turned on she was as he fucked her rapidly, both seeking their release as fast as they could.

Rapp looked down at her bouncing tits then to their connecting bodies and moaned at the delicious sight, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in pleasure. (Y/N)’s own eyes were shut tight as she concentrated on the orgasm she knew would soon be arriving. Even though the sound of his skin slapping against hers was loud and wet, (Y/N) surprisingly loved the feeling of his balls slamming against her ass repeatedly along with the familiar and amazing feeling of his thick width stretching her tight walls. Knowing she was undoubtedly close to her peak, Mitch brought one of his hands down to her clit and began rubbing furiously in sync with his pounding. (Y/N) immediately screamed, the overwhelming pleasure too much on her and in a matter of seconds a flash of heat spread throughout her. He continued pressing, circling and flicking her nub and she couldn’t find the will to stop the pornographic noises that rose in her throat from escaping as she dissolved into his skilled hand.

It took everything Rapp had in him not to cum right when she did and clenched around him, his self control insanely impressive. The moment she finished getting down from her high and gripped onto his shoulders to tell him to stop, Mitch did and ignored the throbbing in his dick as he pulled out. Pushing away the sleepiness that threatened to take over her from just having a mind blowing orgasm, (Y/N) grabbed his hips and guided Rapp to place his cock wet with her juices in between her breasts. He understood what she was offering him and he smiled smugly at her. The beautiful woman pressed her breasts together around him to create a tighter environment and he began to thrust. From the mixture of how good it felt to fuck in between her breasts, watch her close her eyes and bite down on her extremely swollen lips, and the fact that he was already near his orgasm, it didn’t take long for Mitch to reach it.

After a few quick thrusts, his tip released hot cum as his body accepted the unbelievable pleasure that came with it. (Y/N) was caught by surprise when his liquid coated not only her chest, but her chin and a bit even managed to reach her bottom lip. However, she certainly didn’t hate it. Actually quite the opposite, to be exact. As Rapp came back down from his euphoria, she licked her bottom lip and enjoyed his taste on her tongue.

Bringing his hand over to his torn short on the floor, Mitch used the leftover fabric to clean up the mess he created on her body. She smiled up at him at his sudden kindness, but failed to notice the light blush painting his cheeks. The warmth she caused on his skin similar to the warmth she sparked inside of him. Mitch Rapp was a cold, distant and emotionless man before her. His entire purpose was to destroy and kill, never feeling the need to go beyond that. However, (Y/N) went out of her way to show him he wasn’t just a weapon nor a machine, but an actual human. She was the sun that brightened his life when he didn’t even know what light looked like anymore. She shined on him and, Mitch being the moon, he reflected the light she gave him.

The heartbreaking part is he will never allow himself to accept the fact that he was falling for her thanks to his concern of not being able to get back up. It’s not that she won’t catch him, he’s certain she would, it’s the fact that as his feelings for her grow so does his fear of losing her. That’s the biggest problem about loving someone: the vulnerability. As soon as someone becomes an important part of your life, it’s agonizing to know that they can be snatched away at any moment.

That’s why Mitch Rapp doesn’t do love because he doesn’t tolerate chance or risks. He’s an assassin and he’s trained to be objective, analytical, cold, and logical. All things love does not consist of.

“Alright,” Mitch cleared his throat, standing from the floor and picking up his clothes. “Five minute break and then we’re back to training.”

“What?!” (Y/N) exclaimed, immediately sitting up as he dressed himself.

“You heard me.” Rapp stated, walking over to where he spotted her bra and tossed it to her. “You had your break, now it’s time to get back to work.”

“Mitch, I don’t want to train anymore.” She disagreed, but put on both her panties and bra nonetheless.

“I don’t care.” He shrugged. “We’re not finishing until you get it right.”

(Y/N) knew that there was no point in trying to get herself out of this one, Mitch was too persistent. She simply sighed before walking over to his bedroom and approaching his wardrobe to grab a shirt and leggings out of the drawer that was specifically separated for her clothes. She heard the sound of his feet patting against the hardwood floor as he also entered his bedroom and made his way over to his bed to grab the shirt that was laying amongst the sheets. In complete silence, the two finished dressing themselves before Rapp turned around to look at her as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Do I at least have time to take a quick shower?” (Y/N) asked, slightly annoyed.

“What’s the point if you’re just gonna get sweaty again?” Mitch questioned and she immediately huffed, walking back out into the living room. He sensed he had said something that ticked her off, but he couldn’t exactly understand what or why.

“What is it?” He asked, following her.

“Nothing.” She shook her head, pulling the hair tie on her wrist off so she could put her messy hair up in a ponytail. “Let’s just get this over with already.”

“Fine by me.” Mitch shrugged.

The moment she finished fixing her hair, the assassin charged towards her. (Y/N) immediately reacted and dodged his first attempt to wrap his strong arms around her shoulder, but failed when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. Using his free hand, Rapp grabbed her other wrist and she groaned when she realized she couldn’t use her hands anymore. Forcing her to use another method of defense and she instantly turned her body so her back was against his chest and his hands were twisted awkwardly, making it hard for him to be the one with the edge. She thought she had it all figured out until Mitch, suddenly, used the situation he was in to his advantage and locked her into his hold by pressing his arms against her chest and forcing his on her back.

“Okay, okay!” (Y/N) exclaimed. “You made your point, I’ll use another tactic. Let me out.”

“No, you never know what awful situation you’ll find yourself in.” Rapp stated. “Get yourself out.”

With anger striking inside of her, (Y/N) used her elbow to nudge it into his stomach and her lover immediately grunted in reaction. The small distraction was enough to allow her to free herself and she smiled proudly when she did.

“See? You can do this.” Mitch smirked, rubbing the area she just hurt before approaching the kitchen and pulling out a knife from its stand. “Here.” He said, handing her the knife. “Attack me.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” (Y/N) sighed, looking up at him with narrow eyes.

“I’m not.”

“This is ridiculous.”

“Just, do it.” Rapp commanded. “I’ll be fine, you won’t hurt me.”

“I know I won’t hurt you. It’s me I’m worried about.” She explained, the knife being awkwardly held in her hand. “What if I slip up and cut myself?”

“I won’t let that happen.” Mitch spread his feet and planted them on the floor. “Now, come on.”

(Y/N) took a deep breath, then, rushed towards him with the knife raised in the air. She tried to attack him through a surprising angle, but being the expert that he is, Mitch easily saw it coming. Effortlessly knocking her arm with his, the knife fell to the ground and the sound of the metal loudly clanging against the hardwood floor echoed through the room. (Y/N) expected Mitch to stop there and show her what she had done wrong, but instead he grabbed her waist and slammed her up against the nearest wall. The air in her lungs instantly being knocked out from the sudden force as her head harshly hit the wall and she didn’t even try to hide how it hurt her.

“Seriously?” Rapp scoffed. “That was the stupidest method you could’ve used. Anyone in there right mind would’ve seen it coming.”

“Get off of me.” She demanded, pushing his arms off of her body but failing.

“No, listen to me-”

“No, you listen to me, Mitch.” (Y/N) angrily interrupted, pushing his arms again and this time he actually let go. “I’m tired and I’m sore. You just fucking hurt me and didn’t even notice it because you’re too obsessive with this shit.”

“I’m sorry.” He apologized, genuinely upset with himself for causing her pain. “But you have to learn.”

“No, I don’t. I don’t want to learn to be an assassin like you.”

It was a simple comment, never made to hurt him and, yet, it did. Mitch was slightly taken aback, but managed to clear his throat before speaking in favor of his case.

“I’m not teaching you to be an assassin.” He stated. “I’m teaching you to defend yourself in case you ever need to.”

“Why would I need to?” (Y/N) questioned loudly. “I’m not constantly in dangerous situations like you.”

But you could be. Mitch thought to himself, considering the possibilities of his enemies ever finding out that his biggest weakness was the girl standing right before him.

“Jesus Christ, Mitch, I’m a wedding planner!” She continued, now pacing the area in front of him. “I promote love, not violence!”

“You’re not promoting violence!” Mitch responded, now shouting along with her. “You just have to be safe! Because I don’t want anything to ha-”

The assassin instantly stopped himself before he could go any further. But, (Y/N) certainly wasn’t having any of it. Mitch Rapp was about to say something he felt for the first time since they met and she wasn’t about to let this moment slip away.

“Anything to what?!” She questioned, taking a step towards him. “Finish your sentence, Mitch.”

Frustration boiled inside of her when he refused to say anything, instead his hard eyes remained on hers as her blood heated up. (Y/N) was tired of this lifestyle they had together where he denied any bit of feelings towards her and they pretended like that was okay. She knew he was a hard person to crack, but she also knew that deep down he definitely felt something for her. Every question she’s ever had about them invaded her thoughts all at once and she seriously thought her head would explode. Until, finally, her temper and patience did.

“What are we?” She asked, feeling small and vulnerable. However, once again, Rapp failed to speak. “Mitch!”

His problem solving abilities searched through every bit of knowledge he had achieved over the years in order to fix this, but his mind couldn’t find anything to help him. This wasn’t the type of issue that could be solved logically or without any emotion and Mitch was terrified of it. On one hand, he could tell her the truth about his love for her (but that means starting a relationship with her which could end up getting her killed) or he could just lie.

As much as it pained him, Mitch Rapp chose the second option.

“Nothing.” He stated, watching as she shattered into pieces. “We’re nothing.”

“So, you’re telling me that every night we spend together wrapped into each other’s arms is nothing?” (Y/N) began, not caring that he could see tears now streaming down her cheeks. “Or how I have a drawer in your wardrobe specifically for my clothes since I’m constantly here with you because we’re nothing? You’re telling me that my definition of home no longer being a place, but actually being you is a result of nothing?”

Mitch only thought of his answers and didn’t dare say them, the main one consisting of: Of course not, there’s no way you could be just nothing when you’re everything to me.

“Mitch, I need you to be honest with me. Please, don’t hold back.” She requested, her heart beating faster in fear of the answer to the question she was about to ask. “Am I just an easy fuck to you?”

His cold heart sunk into his stomach and was instantly consumed by the agonizing acid, the pain he felt from her incorrect assumption greater than any broken bone or bullet wound he’s ever received. Mitch didn’t have the capacity to respond and (Y/N) interpretated the tense silence as an answer.

She was well aware that Rapp believed he was incapable of love and, in the time they spent together, she desperately tried to show him he was wrong. And, yet, it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t enough, she thought.

With a heavy heart, (Y/N) walked over to the door to his apartment and put on her shoes that were resting on the welcome mat. As soon as she finished, she opened the front door and looked back at him one last time.

“Mitch, I know you’re not whole after everything that’s ever happened to you.” She sobbed. “But, you can’t fix yourself by breaking me.”

(Y/N) didn’t even bother staying to hear what he could possibly say, if he even had it in him to say anything at all, she simply walked out of the door as Mitch watched her leave. The thing about this girl is that she somehow managed to open the door to his heart again, only to end up closing her own because of him. Rapp was like a deadly virus and he knew it.

The uncontrollable tears escaped her eyes as (Y/N) exited the apartment complex and reached into her pocket to find her cellphone with the intent of calling for an Uber when she realized she was wearing leggings and had left her phone inside of Mitch’s. There was no way she was turning back now and getting it, she’d much rather buy a new one than ever have to go through facing him again. Walking towards any direction, not really caring where she was headed to, (Y/N) sobbed loudly in the dark and lonely streets. A gust of cold wind flew against her and danced on her skin, the young woman shivering in response. However, the shivering because of the cold was nothing compared to the shaking she was about to feel in a matter of seconds.

When (Y/N) least expected it, a loud sound of tires screeching against the asphalt of the road snatched her attention and she turned towards the source. Suddenly, a black car stopped right in front of her and a set of two incredibly large men rushed out of it and charged at her. A mixture of fear and adrenaline attacked her body before they could. (Y/N) immediately moved into action and turned around to run away, but one of the attackers wrapped his strong arms around her. She knew she wasn’t equipped enough to fight them off, now regretting ever disagreeing with Mitch about him training her, and the only chance she had of surviving would be to escape. Just like she did a few minutes ago, (Y/N) pushed her elbow into the stomach of the person holding her but much harder this time. The man gasped when the air was knocked out of him and loosened his grip enough for her to slip out.

Just when she thought she could run away, the other man grabbed her waist and she screamed loudly when​ he pulled her back towards them. (Y/N) didn’t know what to do next, but she knew that she was absolutely terrified. Her mind immediately thinking about Mitch and all of the times he told her: You can’t rely on other people to swoop in and save you, you have to save yourself. And (Y/N) cried and struggled in the stranger’s grasp, but she knew she couldn’t save herself. It was too late.

The man grabbed her wrists and held it behind her back, pulling out a zip tie from his pocket and locking her hands together. The one she hit had finally managed to recompose himself and, as she screamed at the top of her lungs, he put a dark pillowcase over her head. Everything immediately going to black.


Mitch Rapp paced his living room, constantly running his hand through his strands of dark hair. If this were a cartoon he certainly would’ve created a hole in the hardwood floor by now.

He hated himself for letting her believe she was nothing but a fuck toy to him and how he just let her walk away. He despised that he didn’t know how to deal with the insane amount of emotions pooling inside of him. But, mainly, Rapp loathed that he couldn’t love her the way she deserved to be loved.

I have to go after her. Mitch thought to himself, rushing towards his bedroom to switch out of his sweatpants and into regular blue jeans. The biggest problem was he had no idea where she could’ve possibly gone. It’s been about twenty minutes since she stormed out which meant she could be anywhere at this point.

An idea struck into his mind and Rapp immediately approached his cellphone on the bed side table, pressing on her contact number and calling her. His nerves danced on his skin as he listened to the rings and waited impatiently for her to pick up when he, suddenly, heard another phone ringing in his bedroom. The sound was muffled and hard to locate its source, but Mitch eventually did. Finding (Y/N)’s cell tangled into the sheets of his bed, his mind realizing she had left without grabbing it first. Rapp let out a groan of frustration before ending the call and throwing his phone on the bed with hers.

There was only one option left: go to her house and hope to God she went there after their fight. Mitch got his car keys and a loaded gun, because the man never left the house without being armed, before slipping on his shoes and walking out of his door. His foot unexpectedly stepped on something new and the sound of crumpling paper stopped him in his tracks. Looking down to the floor, he realized there was a letter made out of cut out magazine parts on his doormat. Rapp’s curiosity took over and the young man bent down, grabbing the piece of paper. His eyes immediately widened when he realized his name was on it.

Mitch Rapp, it’s your life in exchange for hers. You can still save (Y/N).

Normally, the assassin would be calm and strategical in a dangerous situation, but he has never faced one quite like this. His breath hitched in his throat and his hands began to shake at the thought of the one thing he was terrified of actually happening. He knew what this was about, he knew this was a gang of terrorists he certainly pissed off and were now going after him. And Rapp knew he could easily kill every single one of them thanks to his alarming amount of skills, yet, he couldn’t help feeling scared.

His mind instantly pictured (Y/N) terrified in the warehouse of the address Mitch recognized under the threat. He felt sick as he imagined the horrible and disgusting things ways they were probably torturing her to extract information on him. This was the day Mitch Rapp was so afraid of, but he wasn’t going to stand around and do nothing. Without second thought, Mitch decided he was going to give himself up for her.

The assassin quickly ran into his car and sped to the location they held her in. It was a utility warehouse meant for stocking cargo that needed to be shipped internationally. As soon as he arrived, Mitch didn’t even wait before arming his gun and rushing out of his vehicle, shooting the two men that were there waiting for him straight in the head. Mitch Rapp usually had mercy, but certainly not towards the people who dare kidnapped (Y/N). He would do and kill anything to make sure she got out of here safe.

The five men inside of the warehouse immediately jumped when the sudden and loud banging of a door being kicked down echoed through the empty space. (Y/N)’s wet and sore eyes from crying so much searched for the source of the invasion and her heart stopped then melted in her chest when she saw a very angry Mitch Rapp standing in the doorway with his gun held up. It didn’t matter that there was tape stretched across her lips, (Y/N) somehow managed to smile at his arrival and she cried even more.

Rapp’s eyes landed on the girl he loved and rage boiled up inside of him like never before at the sight of her hands tied to a chair, duct tape on her mouth, her ponytail uncharacteristically messy from the amount of times they must’ve pulled on her hair as they forced her around, and her eyes bloodshot. The man was about to ensue hell because they had laid a finger on her and nothing was going to stop his blood lust. Without even saying anything, Mitch’s finger pulled the trigger of his gun and a bullet landed right in the spot in between one of the men’s eyes. The terrorist instantly fell limp to the ground, blood pooling around his dead body.

“One down, four more to go.” Rapp threatened, taking a step towards the remaining men and they began to wonder whether or not this plan was a good one. “Who’s next?”

All of them lifted theirs guns and positioned them in front of Mitch but despite the fact that he had four powerful weapons pointed at him, his only concern was about the crying girl strapped to the uncomfortable chair. It didn’t matter that he was at a serious disadvantage or that this was the exact kind of situation Stan Hurley told him to always avoid getting himself into, Rapp held his position and never faltered.

“Answer my question!” Mitch shouted, his veins bulging against his neck.

She is next if you don’t put that gun down!” One of the men threatened with a strong foreign accent, lifting (Y/N)’s head up by her hair and placing the cold metal tip of his gun against her temple.

Rapp had more than four bullets in his load and he could easily kill every single one of them in the next minute, but what was to say they wouldn’t kill (Y/N) before their own deaths? As much as he didn’t want to, Mitch dropped his gun down to the ground and kicked it towards the terrorists before lifting his hands up to show them they were unarmed. Another one of them, with his gun still raised, approached Rapp and patted him down to see if he truly was clean and quickly realized he was. The man stuffed his gun in the waistband of his pants and pulled Mitch’s hands behind his back, holding them in place.

“Do you have any idea how much money is on your head?” The one holding (Y/N) captive spoke up, looking at the assassin with a sick smile on his face. “You’re a valuable man, Mitch Rapp.”

“Just let her go.” He demanded, his eyes staring into (Y/N)’s and hers gazing right back at his.

“Hmm, it seems that I owe you an apology for we won’t be able to keep our promise.” The criminal stated and Rapp’s heart stopped instantly. “You see, your precious little girlfriend here surprised us all when she killed one of our own. She must die as well.”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” Mitch yelled angrily and desperately, the man holding him struggling to keep him in place. “This is about me! Take me!”

“Mitch, think of how romantic it’ll be!” The man laughed. “The two lovers having their last day on Earth together? It can’t get more poetic than that.”

“I am not here to play your games.” Rapp warned, his anger strong enough to start a war. “Let her live or you’ll regret ever crossing me.”

“I’d like to see you prove it.”

The sentence was enough to spark action inside of him and he instantly went to work without stopping to think about the consequences. Harshly pulling his hands out of the man’s grasp, Mitch quickly turned around and grabbed the terrorist’s gun before he could. Spending only a few seconds to arm it, Rapp pulled the trigger and shot a clean bullet through the bad guy’s heart. The assassin turned around and all hell broke loose.

Fear ran through (Y/N)’s body as she watched the men shoot at each other, but she told herself she needed to be strong. Even though the man holding her, without taking the gun off her temple, leaned down to untie her arms from the chair, (Y/N) somehow convinced herself that she was indeed strong. She didn’t let a single sob or whine erupt from her throat, instead she allowed the man to lift her up and wrap his free hand around her.

“Mitch!” He shouted at the same time that another terrorist’s dead body fell to the ground because of the assassin. “Stop right now!”

Suddenly, the criminal threw his gun on the floor and reached into his belt to pull out a huge and sharp knife. Rapp’s entire body went limp as the terrorist held it up against her exposed neck because he knew, that at this point, there wasn’t much he could do. The gun was one thing, but a knife… a knife was much riskier. The assassin had no other choice than to do everything they asked in a final attempt to make sure she lives.

“Put the gun against your head.” The man commanded and Mitch winced before doing exactly as he said, knowing this could possibly be the way he granted her survival. “Now, pull the trigger.”

(Y/N) screamed at the top of her lungs, the sound muffled by the tape but still incredibly strong and loud. Mitch Rapp looked at her one last time, his eyes glossing over with tears, and he enjoyed his last seconds of life by just gawking at her. Despite the eerie situation that sent chills down any man’s spine, he was calm and felt at peace as he memorized every single feature on her beautiful face. Her eyes he so easily found himself getting lost in, her cheeks that flushed whenever he smiled at her, her button nose that scrunched up every time she was concentrated and her perfect lips that were constantly tugged in between her white teeth were the last things he wanted to see before he saw nothing but absolute darkness.

However, (Y/N) was never going to allow that to happen. Just as Mitch took a deep breath in preparation for what he was about to do, she immediately brought her arm up and knocked the bad guy’s own arm as hard as she could just like Mitch did with her earlier. Because he wasn’t at all expecting it, the man instantly dropped the knife and (Y/N) didn’t even wait before grabbing the arm around her with both of her hands and turning around so she could twist it in a painful angle. The man shouted in agony and the two other men left in the room watched in complete awe, both at a loss for words.

(Y/N) bent down and grabbed the knife from the ground before piercing it into his stomach, immediately taking a step back in shock. It wasn’t enough to kill him like she did with the first guy, but it definitely did buy them some time. Enough time for Mitch to snap out of his trance and swoop in, using the gun in his hand to finish him off. The last remaining terrorist looked around the room that was full of the bodies of his friends and he decided he would try to avenge every single one of them.

Throwing his gun aside and grabbing his own knife, the man charged towards Rapp and (Y/N) shouted for him to notice what was going on. Knowing that he wouldn’t really be able to work well with a gun because they were designed for targets at a distance and considering the man was already dangerously close to Rapp, (Y/N) pulled out the knife from her attacker’s stomach and tossed it to Mitch who easily caught it. Just as the foreigner lifted his hand with the knife in it to kill Mitch, the assassin grabbed his arm with his free hand and used his other one to thrust down onto the man’s wrist causing him to drop his weapon. Without waiting, Rapp instantly lifted his knife again and plunged it through the man’s neck, who fell to the ground and died in a matter of seconds.

The two survivors let out deep breaths as a wave relief hit both of them and washed away all of the stress, agony, anger, and fear they had been feeling since they’re fight at Mitch’s. Time slowed down to watch the two lovers turn around towards one another and run into each other’s comforting arms. Rapp instantly wrapped his arms around her body and she used her own hands to grip onto his black shirt, sobs escaping her throat and tears staining his clothes. However, (Y/N) wasn’t the only one crying for Mitch couldn’t hold back his own tears either. Holding her as tight as he could because he was so afraid of letting go, Rapp placed soft kisses on her head (some of his tears falling down on her hair) as they both wept into each other’s arms.

It wasn’t just about the fact that the two almost died that they felt this way, it was mostly about how (Y/N) and Mitch now realize how stupid their fight was. (Y/N) was thankful for what little self defense he taught her because it ultimately saved her life and Rapp discovered he wasn’t willing to push his feelings back anymore. He wanted to love her fully even if it came with agonizing risks.

“I’m sorry.” (Y/N) spoke up first after she pulled off the tape on her mouth, her voice shakey and unstable. “You were right and I should’ve listened to you. I want to be trained, Mitch. Please teach me.”

“Of course.” He nodded, pulling back slightly so he could place his hand on her cheek and bring her face up to look at him. “And I’m sorry, too. I lied to you, (Y/N). You’re not nothing to me, you’re everything.”

For the second time since she’s been kidnapped, she smiled, both times because of the man currently holding her together. As she looked up at him, Mitch used his thumb to wipe away the tears on her skin and she did the same to him. It was a beautiful sight, the two gazing at each other and confessing through their eyes their love for the other. It didn’t matter what came up next to try to destroy them, (Y/N) and Rapp would fight together, side by side.


Desperate lips smashed together as a mixture of sobs and moans transferred through their mouths. Clothes were long gone on the floor, replaced by their naked limbs tangling within each other on Mitch’s bed. (Y/N)’s back arched in complete pleasure as her love continued to pump two fingers into her soaking wet core, quickly helping her reach the point of no return. Rapp moaned, his voice vibrating her mouth, and his cock twitched against her leg the instant she clenched around his fingers with her orgasm. It was her second of the night, the first one coming right after he used only his tongue to pleasure her.

The moment they realized they were no longer in danger, Mitch and (Y/N) rushed home to be as close as humanly possible. What happened tonight took a serious toll on them. (Y/N) wanted to show him that she loved every single thing about him, no matter how different he was from her, and Rapp desperately needed to show her that he was ready for the love they would share because of how (Y/N) made the once numb man actually feel something again.

“Can you handle one more?” Mitch asked the second she shuddered when he removed his fingers from her highly sensitive core and she slowly nodded.

As Rapp placed his wet fingers into his mouth and happily sucked off her juices from his skin, the young man used his other hand to open the drawer in his bedside table and pull out a condom from its box. (Y/N) took it from him and ripped the package open with her teeth, Mitch watching in awe, before putting it on his hard erection. Removing his fingers from his mouth, Rapp got a hold of his shaft and positioned himself at (Y/N)’s entrance. He gazed into her eyes in a way to ask for permission and she gladly nodded, her own beautiful pupils looking up at the man hovering over her in amusement when she noticed an odd emotion flicker in them.

Mitch lowered his head and looked at their bodies that were about to connect before looking up at her chest rising and falling and, suddenly, felt extremely nervous. He took a deep breath as the back of his eyes started to burn with upcoming tears.

“What’s wrong?” (Y/N) asked, placing her hand on his bare chest to stop his actions. “Are you okay?”

Rapp reluctantly looked up into her eyes and she could see his glossing over, her heart instantly wrenching at the sight.

“Mitch?”

“I’m scared.” Rapp confessed, feeling insanely small and vulnerable.

Without needing him to explain any further for her to understand nor saying a single word, (Y/N) lifted her head and placed a gentle kiss on his plump lips before deepening it. Their kiss was slow and (Y/N) took her time to show him that she wasn’t going anywhere. It was the type of kiss that mended every single broken thing inside of two people. Warmth spread across their bodies eventually turning into a dangerous fire, yet both felt extremely safe in each other’s arms.

Mitch slowly pushed himself into her core and the two immediately moaned in reaction. (Y/N)’s hands flew to his back and gripped tightly as he stretched her walls and Rapp’s eyes rolled to the back of his head at how incredible she felt around him. Because she was already so overstimulated, Mitch patiently waited for her to give him the go when he entered her completely. Once (Y/N) nodded, her eyes closed in focus, the assassin slowly pulled back and deeply pushed in again. He kept this steady pace and (Y/N)’s heart fluttered against her chest the second she realized that he wasn’t just having sex with her, but making love to her.

When she opened her eyes to gawk at him, he was already staring at her. Rapp’s eyes were wide as he noticed a smile twitch on her lips before she bit down on them. Normally he would think it was the sexiest thing in the world and it’d seduce him immediately, yet at this exact moment Mitch saw it with different eyes. Of course it was still sexy, but all he saw was pure and innocent beauty behind it.

(Y/N)’s nails dug into Rapp’s back and after a few minutes of this deep and slow thrusting, she could sense her fourth orgasm today alone creeping up on her. Mitch brought his hand down to her thigh and moved it to a deeper angle, now hitting her g-spot and that is what ultimately pushed her over the edge. Rapp groaned out when her nails definitely created bruises in his skin before she came back down from her ecstasy.

Mitch stopped and (Y/N) opened her now sleepy eyes to look at him, asking through her features why he had.

“Can you be on top of me?” Rapp asked, the woman’s breath hitching at the feeling of his cock pulsing inside of her sensitive walls.

Pushing his hips so he could pull out of her, (Y/N) sat up on the bed and moved Mitch so he could lay down. Throwing her leg over his body to straddle him, Rapp settled his hands on her waist before closing his eyes in pleasure when she pushed him inside of her by sitting on his dick. Going slow at first, then picking up the pace, (Y/N) gladly helped him reach his own orgasm. Mitch grunted and moaned as she rode him deliciously until she purposely clenched around him and he instantly came undone. The girl watching in complete awe, her lover never looking more beautiful than in this exact moment.

It was said before that (Y/N) had him completely wrapped around her finger, but what wasn’t mentioned is how Mitch Rapp is the one that holds this woman’s heart in his hands. Even though he couldn’t be more wrong, Mitch strongly believes that he is a danger and a burden to her because they were so different. Because he was the moon and she was the sun. Because he was war and she was peace. He was violence and she was love. He was pain and she was happiness. He was was death and she was life. He was darkness and she was light.

However, what Rapp didn’t understand at the moment but (Y/N) would make sure he did in the future was that he wasn’t her destruction like he initially believed to be: He was her salvation.

Of course everyone wants to be the sun to lighten up someone’s life, but it’s also beautiful to be the moon like Mitch Rapp and brighten in the darkest hour.

for you final [m]

Pairing: Jin x reader x Taehyung

Genre: badboy!Taehyung

Word Count: 5,723

Warnings: mentions of alcohol and drinking

A/N: I have been really sentimental today and have also been lying through my teeth about when I would upload this. Thank you all for being on this journey with me. I may or may not have sobbed while writing this. And I may or may not be willing to write an epilogue. Thank you for the past 7 months of support you’ve shown this series. I hope the ending doesn’t disappoint.

originally posted by vminv

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“I can’t believe you’re actually here!” Momo almost screeches as you step out of the front seat of Mina’s car.

“Thank god,” you retort as you smooth your hands over your irritated stomach, “I don’t think anyone’s driving has ever made that car sick before.”

“Hey!” Mina protests as she pulls your bags out of the backseat, “I got us here over an hour earlier than the GPS predicted.”

Momo snorts as you shoot a glance at your speed demon best friend, “I think I have some ginger tea somewhere in my apartment. We can make you some to settle your stomach.”

“You don’t. The only thing you have in this apartment is potato chips and pig’s feet,” Sana teases as she joins all of you on the driveway of Momo’s complex.

“I’ve missed you,” you admit as you wrap your arms around your two best friends, “Please don’t leave me alone with her for that long.”

“I heard that,” Mina hisses as the car door beeps as it locks.

Sana doesn’t let go of your shoulders as all four of you proceed into Momo’s apartment, “It seems like we have a lot to catch up, but do you want to shower first? You smell.”

You sniff you armpits, “I do not!”

“That’s because you can’t smell yourself,” she gently pats your back as she barely shows your around the apartment before she is shoving you into the bathroom and turning on the shower, “We can go to dinner once you’re ready.”

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***Can you believe we have to go through a 3 month hiatus until we get new episodes again? What to do on Mondays from now on? Well, I know it is not the same but how about reading some amazing Malec fics? Because there simply can’t be enough Malec love out there and somehow it makes the wait to see these two back on our screens a bit more bearable if you ask me.

Anyway, I hope you gonna enjoy this 4th edition as much as the previous ones. Again, a huge thank you to everyone who left notes and/or told me how much they enjoyed these recs. It’s very much appreciated, so yes, if you want me to continue doing this, let me know, okay? Have fun reading!***


KISS WITH A FIST by @clockworkswans [ M | AU | 225k | WIP | Kiss With A Fist universe #1 ]

When agent Alec Lightwood is given his first kill hit, he doesn’t expect much trouble. Of course, he also doesn’t expect it to be a cheerful assassin who lands him in a whole load of trouble.
Enter Magnus Bane: an assassin turned thief who reluctantly teams up with Alec - and The Clave - after he pisses off a very important and powerful crime boss, Valentine Morgenstern.
In a world of violence and unjust laws, can the two put aside their differences and work together?
Aka: in which Alec is sent to kill Magnus, doesn’t, and then really wishes he had. (but not really).


WILD LIFE by @crazyellephantrambles [ not rated | AU | 69k | complete ]

Alec Lightwood likes to go on road trips. He doesn’t pick up hitchhikers. But the one time he does, it’s Magnus. He’s in for an adventure or maybe even fall in love.


ANYTHING by @baneismyexistence [ M | 36.2k | complete | Anything verse #1 ]

Magnus would do anything for Alec, and Alec doesn’t know what to do with that.


EVERYTHING by @baneismyexistence [ M | 70k | complete | Anything verse #2 ]

With Valentine still at large, a crisis threatens to split the Shadow World in two, testing the loyalties of everyone on both sides of the line. But choosing between duty and honor, family and love is never easy, especially when war is on the horizon.


AND YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN MINE TOO by @magicandarchery [ E | AU | 10.4k | WIP ]

New graduates and best friends Magnus and Alec have both graduated from the University of Idris with top honors. Graduation and family expectations, however, carved out two very different paths for their lives.

Making the age-old promise on graduation night to get married if they were still single by thirty had been an easy agreement to make. There was no chance it would, or even could, ever possibly happen. It simply wasn’t legal.

When Magnus coincidentally re-enters Alec’s life eight years later, each are confronted with the unsettled reality of their lives, and the rekindling of long-buried feelings for the other. They decide to reinstate the promise they had made as motivation to get back into the dating scene.

But can they push aside their own feelings for each other as they go on this journey of finding true love?

Or: the “Single by 30” Malec AU that nobody asked for.


STAR WARS: A SEARCH FOR JUSTICE by @sweetillusionketz [ M | AU | 9.8k | WIP ]

After the MORTAL WAR that wiped out the JEDI ORDER and the reconstruction of THE CLAVE to govern the galaxy, military force, THE CIRCLE, has been monitoring planets for any trace of remaining intergalactic terrorism and obliterating possible threats under the name of peace. Each strike leaves death and destruction behind.

Former Senator, General Luke Garroway, leads the DOWNWORLDER RESISTANCE, a counterpoint to the Circle, in hope of finding enough evidence of abuse of power to dismantle the organisation and restore real peace and justice to the galaxy.

In order to do so, Luke has sent Izzy Lightwood, his most daring pilot, and the mysterious Magnus Bane to search for survivors of the last attack…


FANTASY by @theonetruenorth [ E | PWP | 3.5k | complete | Shadowhunters Headcanons #20 ]

“Mhmm,” Magnus hummed as they broke apart and he rocked his hips minutely, the slight movement enough to make them both shiver. “This is getting dangerously close to one of my fantasies, so maybe we should stop, if you don’t want this to go any further.”

“What fantasy?” Alec murmured, craning his neck up again to brush his lips against Magnus’ but the warlock teasingly moved just out of reach.

“Well,” Magnus started, looking at Alec through half-closed eyes and with a hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, “I have never had sex inside the Institute.”


BLUE EXTRAVAGANCE by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 27.8k | complete | Blue Steel Series #5 ]

When Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane is called to the site of a bizarre murder, he doesn’t expect to recognize the victim, but that’s exactly what happens. Alec met the wealthy entrepreneur at an event with his husband, the flamboyant and enormously wealthy Magnus Lightwood-Bane. When a second victim is found, Alec and his partner, Jace Herondale, realize that their killer has a “type.” Unfortunately, Magnus just so happens to fit that type.


IT’S TIME TO LOSE YOUR VIRGINITY, BROTHER DEAREST by @themagnusbane [ E | AU | 83.4k | complete ]

Magnus Bane is a famous stripper, used to pretty boys falling in love with him after one dance. The feeling is hardly ever mutual. But when he meets the freshly turned twenty-one year old Alec lightwood, he can’t take his eyes off him, and they find themselves in love quicker than they expected.


WE CAN SOLVE THIS TOGETHER by @softshumjr [ E | AU | 58.9k | WIP ]

Alec and Magnus have been friends since high school. They both love each other but are afraid to say anything because they believe the other one doesn’t feel the same way and it’ll ruin their friendship.

Alec and Jace are working on an overdose case and are stuck. Can Magnus be the one to help them solve the case?


UNKISS ME by @sweetillusionketz [ G | AU | 11.3k | complete ]

Magnus Bane loved New York. I mean, what other city in the world held Christmas raves?

He especially loved it when he managed to convince Ragnor and Catarina to join him. Spending time with your chosen family during the holidays was the best thing in the world.

The only thing that could make it even better, however, would be getting to know that very attractive stranger that just wouldn’t take his eyes off Magnus. Tall, dark and handsome was just what Magnus wanted to end his amazing night.

All he needed was an opportunity and it came, in the form of a well-placed mistletoe.


MERRY CHRISTMAS, DOCTOR LIGHTWOOD by @softdaddario [ T | AU | 3.1k | complete ]

Magnus Bane agreed to volunteer at a children’s hospital on Christmas Eve, wanting to help make sure the kids got the most wonderful evening. Turned out the kids weren’t the only one who were gonna have a merry Christmas, Magnus realised when he met the young Doctor Lightwood during his time at the hospital.


MERRY CHRISTMAS, ALEXANDER by @slaymemakoto [ E | PWP | 1.8k | complete ]

A one shot in which Alec gets the living daylights fucked out of him and Magnus is sure that everyone in the building is aware of exactly what Christmas Eve activities the pair are indulging in.


JUST WHAT I NEED by @alyxhavok [ T | 3.6k | complete ]

Magnus has a surprise for Alec, and the rest of his family…


YOU PROTECTED ME by @everydayisonfire [ E | PWP | 3k | complete ]

Post Winter-finale.
Inspired by this:

“anyways magnus totally had alec’s omamori with him that’s how he managed to be safe”


IT’S CLOSE TO MIDNIGHT, AND SOMETHING EVIL’S LURKING IN THE DARK by @lightwoodlesbians [ G | AU | 1.8k | complete ]

or, the ’i sneaked into this huge house party for some free alcohol but you asked me how i knew the host and the first excuse i could think of was that i’m dating their sibling, so i basically just lied to you about going out with you’ au


LET’S PLAY by @laurenkmyers [ E | 2.5k | complete ]

Malec’s first date gets sexy. Expect semi-public pool table sex.


IF YOU CAN’T FIND THE ONE BEING HUSTLED IN THE POOL HALL… by @quitemagicalbane [ G | 328 | complete ]

“Make the shot then.”
“Okay.”
“Okay.”
“Okay.”
“Okay, so make it.”


THUNDER’S GETTING LOUDER by @spanglepup [ E | 6.4k | complete | The Boundless Saga #3 ]

For once in his life, Alec decides to take something for himself. He forgets that everything comes with a cost.


THE IMPORTANCE OF PANCAKES by @lecrit [ T | 2.2k | complete ]

Based on the prompt: “I would like a cute Alec and Magnus day in where they cuddle and talk a bit about the future and a second scene where it’s the future and they have their two sons”


WAKE ME GENTLY by @ithilien-writes [ E | 1.7k | complete ]

Magnus rarely (if ever) wakes before Alec, but this time he has… intentions.


FIRST TIME ALEC TOPS by @theonetruenorth [ E | 1.9k | complete | Shadowhunters Headcanons #9 ]

Somehow, they end up with Alec flat on his back and Magnus straddling him, his hands cradling Alec’s jaw while his tongue explores the nephilim’s mouth. It’s a slow, lazy, and unhurried kiss. The kind of kiss that says ‘there isn’t anywhere else I would rather be right now’ and ‘I want to explore every inch of your body’ and ‘I love you’.


CHAIN YOU UP by WholockedHunter [ E | 3.6k | complete ]

Magnus and Alec are having some kinky sex …


CAN’T TAKE MY EYES OFF OF YOU by @deepbutdazzlingdarkness [ E | PWP | 2.1k | complete | The Thirst Is Real #3 ]

If Magnus were more alert, he probably would’ve recognized the obvious signs of someone being in the loft: the boots by the front door, the leather jacket laying on the couch, the empty wine glass sitting on his drink cart, but as it is, he doesn’t notice anything off until he’s standing right in front of his bedroom door and realizes the light is on.


I NEED YOU SO MUCH CLOSER by @deepbutdazzlingdarkness [ E | 5.2k | complete | The Thirst Is Real #4 ]

Work has been keeping Alec and Magnus apart for a couple of weeks and once they finally see each other again, Alec can barely control himself.

AKA the first time they have sex at the Institute. Also the first time they say “I love you”.


DANCE IN THE DARK by @deepbutdazzlingdarkness [ E | 2.7k | complete | The Thirst Is Real #5 ]

After a particularly hard day at work, Magnus helps Alec relieve some tension.


NO PLACE FOR A HERO by @one100suns [ M | 20.4k | complete | Battle Scars #3 ]

For Magnus and Alec, navigating their relationship is hard enough without outside forces trying to tear them a part. Quite literally in some cases.


PRESSED UP AGAINST YOU, EVERYTHING IS OKAY by @matsdaddario [ E | 3.6k | complete | Lovely Firsts #2 ]

It’s new, this feeling like even though everything is falling apart that this part of his world makes sense. He likes it, wants to keep it.

“Hi,” he breathes. Magnus stands in front of him, and Alec can’t help himself, doesn’t want to stop himself, from leaning down that little bit to capture Magnus’s mouth with his own.


I SEE FIRE by @lecrit [ M | AU | 12.1k | complete ]

There was one simple and unique rule about being friends with Magnus and Alec: never, ever, no matter the circumstances, not even if you were drunk as an armada of skunks, engage into a debate about pop culture with either of them, and especially not the both of them.


TRUST ME by @sweetillusionketz [ T | AU | 18.5k | complete ]

Magnus Bane has a problem with that arrogant brat that keeps showing his face to every important street race in the city. Damn Jace Lightwood and his annoying habit of winning even though he’s just a stupid high school boy. That’s insulting.

Fuck Jace. But more importantly, fuck his sweet looking older brother, who just happen to not have the slightest idea of who Magnus is. If everything goes according to plan, Magnus will have put Jace back to his insignificant place and gotten lucky with a gorgeous oblivious guy.

Perfect plan is perfect. Nothing could go wrong.

EXO Reaction: Their S/O is being cuddly all the time.

Request: GAHH! I love your reactions so muchhhh, may I have a reaction for EXO? As in they react to you being cuddly all the time? Thank you have a good day, don’t stress, and be healthy ^^

A/N: Thank you so much cutie pie, sorry this took so long (revision and exams are a pain in the bum) but this has been an absolute pleasure to write. I hope this was worth the wait, so so so sorry you had to wait!!

Xiumin:

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

I can’t see Xiumin being a huge fan of PDA but when you two were alone he’d love how cuddly you were and the way you’d rest your head on his shoulder and stare at him with big doe eyes. Most of all, he’d love how you respected his boundaries in public too, knowing he’d only hold your hand at most.

Luhan:

Originally posted by selubaekai

Luhan would usually be cuddly himself so to have a S/O who not only reciprocates his cuddles but actively seeks them would be a good match for Lu. Overall his favourite would be when he could wrap you up in his arms with an oversized hoodie on and squidge your precious little cheeks.

Kris:

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Kris would love your cuddly and affectionate nature as there wasn’t often a time where his hands weren’t on you in some way. Although he loved your cuddles, he would often be the one to initiate it into more and an intimate kiss wouldn’t be out of the ordinary.

Suho:

Originally posted by sooranghaes

Suho would appreciate your cuddles more than anyone after a long and stressful day of looking after his kids. In your arms he felt more supported and it was like his stress melted off. Sometimes if he was really exhausted he’d even ask you for a massage, appreciating how your touch seemed to lift his worries.

Lay:

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Yixing would be a big fan of bedtime cuddles and would love nothing more than waking up to the birds singing, the sun peaking through the blinds and feeling you wrapped in his arms, your face totally at peace and your eyelashes fluttering gently. That was his all time favourite where there was no doubt he was in love with you. 

Baekhyun:

Originally posted by exoturnback

As if you couldn’t have him wrapped around your little finger anymore, whenever you would shuffle over to him with that ‘I want cuddles’ look on your face I swear he would melt into the sweetest and most caring boyfriend, taking your hand and kissing your forehead before pulling you toward him gently. 

Chen:

Originally posted by achenlove

In the rare moments of peace in your manic relationship shared between his idol life and your constant pranks and jokes, Chen would adore cuddling you, it was a special time that reminded him that through all the jokes and teasing he was utterly besotted with you and that while you were his best friend, you were also the love of his life.

Chanyeol:

Originally posted by prince-chanyeol

I think this precious tree would be the biggest cuddler, his height giving him the perfect cuddle advantage for anyone. It didn’t matter where or when, if you wanted cuddles he would always be more than happy to give them, his head resting on yours and his hands running up and down your arms soothingly.

Kyungsoo:

Originally posted by kyungsuhos

When you tried to initiate PDA he would never be one to shy away from it. He’d blush a ton, be a tad embarassed but low key he would be super pleased that you were so proud to be his S/O. That little bit of contact would mean a lot to him although he’d never say it, he’d also appreciate that you never went too far.

Tao:

Originally posted by laygion

I imagine Tao to usually be very passionate so when you just wanted to cuddle for him it would be a welcome change of pace. Overall he wasn’t too fussy, as long as he could show his affection in some way he was more than happy to, but he did love your cuddly nature for sure.

Kai:

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Kai would be a massive fan of PDA, whether it be holding your hand, having his arm around your shoulder or a hand on your waist, he would have to have you close to him at all times and so the fact you appreciated it and loved the physical contact would make him feel all the better.

Sehun:

Originally posted by sehunicorne

He’d love it, but love it 1000x more when it was in front of the members. It made him feel super manly to have such an affectionate S/O and made it all the more clear that you only had eyes for him, something he really appreciated surrounded by his hyungs.

Some hilarious prompts #2

(bcs why not) Finally my collection of text posts will get in use omgg :D:D:DD:

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(Send me requests with 1/1+ prompt/s. I write about a lot of fandoms and also a lot of different things : one shots/scenarios/imagines/headcanons/chats/conversations/aesthetics/alomst anything) REQUESTS ARE OPEN! (for promts from this list and from the first one)

82. Do you ever talk to a person and your heart starts doing some dubstep shit.

83. If you can’t deal with my sarcasm, I can’t deal with being your friend. 

84. I’m nothing but a constant state of internal screaming at this point.

85. I went to the beach once, 500 years later I still have fucking sand in my shoes.

86. How long after arriving at someone’s house is it appropriate to ask for the WiFi password?

87. Getting real tired of my own bullshit.

88. Thanks elevators, for bringing me up when I was down.

89.  Here’s a little song I like to call “I cherish our friendship so I won’t tell you I would totally have sex with you if you asked.”

90. A: Do you ever get the urge to get up in the middle of the night while everyone else  is fast asleep and just walk places and be completely and entirely dedicated to your thoughts?
      B: Yea, but the problem is I don’t want to get murdered. You feel me. 

91. Let me sleep in your stupid t-shirts and hold your dumb hand, you piece of shit.

92. need a gang to follow me around all day and clap when I make jokes.

93.  You know that feeling when you’re not your favourite person’s favourite person, and it kind of feels like you’re constantly swallowing sand.

94. “Stop being so dramatic” they say, “I don’t know what you mean” I say as I descent from the ceiling, surrounded by mist.

95. Just because you’re trash doesn’t mean you can’t do great things. It’s called garbage can, not garbage cannot.

96. Studies show that I literally did not ask.

97. A: It doesn’t matter what you look like on the outside…
      B: Whew!!! good
      A:…It’s who you are on the inside!
      B: Ah, fuck!

98.  A (puts their hand over their crush’s): Ha ha how’d that get there?

99. I express my emotions in long groans at different octaves.

100. I mean you piss me off, but I’d do anything for you.

101. Honestly, sometimes you just gotta let me be dramatic. Because I will get over it. But let me be dramatic first!

102. Do you ever feel like a 4 times divorced 45 year old woman that smokes cigarettes in her fur coats on a grand piano? Cause I do and it’s sad.

103. Single, not sure how to mingle.

104. I love it when people rant to me, like yes, I am entrusted with your hate.

105. My idea of flirting is making fun of each other, until one of us fucks up and says something nice.

106. A: I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking slut.
        B: I hate playing “never have I ever” because I’m a fucking virgin.

107. Do you live on Elm Street, because you’re a nightmare.

108. Remember your parents told you to take out the trash? I’m the trash. They were telling you to take me out. Date me.

109. You know, liking someone and pretending you don’t is a lot of hard work.

110. How do you politely tell someone that you want them naked and on top of you?

111.  A (whispering): I really like you and want to kiss you a lot.
        B: What?
        A: I said you suck.

112. Have you ever accidentally befriended someone who is very very irritating?

113.  If you step on a person’s foot they open their mouth, just like a trash can.

114. How do I get over someone I never even dated?

115. Things I want - snuggles. Things get - struggles.

116. If you see me and I’m not wearing black, you saw wrong, that’s not me.

117. Why do we need to watch the sky to enjoy the stars, when the ulitimate star is me.

118. I hate when It’s so hot outside and a bitch tells you to take your jacket off, like bitch no, this is my outfit.

119. If karma doesn’t come around and hit you in the face, I will.

120. I don’t think I’ve ever shut up in my entire life.

121. A: You don’t talk much.
        B: I’m observing your weaknesses since you’re so freely verbalizing everything about yourself.

122.  A: My kink is when people actually care about my feelings and what I have to say
         B: Too unrealistic, settle for bondage like the rest of us.

123. A: Your future self is watching you right now through your memories.
        B: Not if I get drunk enough.

124. A: Is there a word between angry and sad?
        B: Malcontented, disgruntled, miserable, desolated.
        A: Smad.
        B: Oh my gOD.

125. Does the pale glow of my computer make me look hot?

126. Rest in peace to all the hours of sleep I’ve lost to overthinking.

127. You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting.

128. Is “no” an emotion, because I feel it?

129.  I always look sleep deprived is that hot?

130. If you listen carefully you can hear me whisper “shut the fuck up” at least once every five minutes.

131. I’m kind of hurt, kind of offended, kind of not planning on saying anything about it.

132.  I’m tired 8 days a week.

133. I don’t trust people who look good with messy hair.

134.  I may be a shitty friend, but I’m your shitty friend.

135. Seven billion people on this planet and I have 2 friends. What is wrong with people, like put some effort in it, I’m not just gonna come and do the job for you.

136.  I’m sorry, is my swag distracting you?

137. I aspire to get to that level of hot when my hair looks like shit and I smell like black coffee and yesterday’s eyeliner is smudged under my eyes, but I still look fine as hell.

138. A: No, listen! What if one day you just turned into an almond and you couldn’t do anything about it because you were just a fucking almond?!
       B: You need to get laid, you weirdo.

139. A: You wear that a lot.
        B: That’s because I’m the main character of the story here, peasant.

140.  I don’t “dress to impress”, I dress to depress. I want to look so good that people hate themselves.

141. Behind every great man is me, checking out that ass.

142. The future is now, old man.

143. Seriously, all you do is bitch.

144. Are you trying to seduce me? Because so far you’re doing a great job.

145. Forgive and forget? More like resent and remember.

146. I’m that kind of person who between two choices always picks the wrong one.

147. I know what you’re going through, I read “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”.

148. Excuse me, I hate to go and vomit.

149. A: One day I hope I am the girl that walks into a room and all eyes are on her.
        B: The trick is to get a really big hat and scream.

150.  So tired of being human, I want to be a flower.

151. Screenshots don’t scare me, I know what the fuck I said!

152. I’m sorry for what I said, I was hungry.

153. A: Don’t buy a girl flowers. Flowers die. Buy her a dragon.
        B: Because dragons don’t die?
        A: Because it’s hard to say “no” to something that can murder you instantaneously.

154. I want to be rebellious, but I don’t want to get in trouble.

155. A to B: Breaking news: being an asshole all the time doesn’t make you complicated and mysterious, it just makes you an asshole

156. You know it’s really rude to talk while I’m interrupting.

157. One of these days I’m going to roll my eyes too hard and I’m gonna go blind.

158. I’m not a hint taker, you need to speak up.

159. Why allow yourself to be full of hate, when you can be full of pasta instead?

160. I’m an angry person and I want to let it all out and be an asshole, but I’m also a nice person and I don’t want to actually hurt anyone’s feelings, do you feel me?

RFA React to MC looking at Them like They’re the Entire Universe and More in a Photo

ok so this sounds like a dumb scenario but i just took a picture with a few friends of mine a couple hours ago and in the picture i’m looking at my boyfriend while laughing and it looks like i’m in love with him (which i am) and also like he’s my entire world and more so i wanted to make this a scenario of sorts idk man

if you all like this enough i could do v + saeran and possibly vanderwood but it really depends haha. that’s all for now please enjoy!

YOOSUNG:
-y'all went to a fishing trip with the RFA that saeyoung suggested as a way to get ‘closer’
-yoosung was really excited because he got to spend time with some of his favorite people ever as well as you!!! what else in the entire world could he have wanted more than that??
-so you two packed up what little essentials for fishing you had and headed out for the day
-when you finally got there most of the time was spent trying to explain to jumin that no, he couldn’t pay someone else to do this for him and then at other times helping calm down zen after a fish came too close to his 'precious’ face
-even though there were moments where jaehee looked like she was about to kill saeyoung for throwing a fish into her lap it was a fun time
-to commemorate the day together y'all decided to take a picture together with your phone
-while saeyoung was focusing the camera yoosung said something funny that made you burst out in a small fit of giggles while staring at him
-before you could even prepare the picture was taken and you felt yourself grow embarrassed at the outcome
-everyone was smiling and doing cute lil hand poses but you
-you were definitely smiling but you weren’t looking at the camera, instead you were staring at yoosung with this sparkle in your eye that caused a deep red to cover your face
-“the way she looks at him, it’s almost as if though he’s her entire world and more.” jaehee said while hiding a small smile
-“get you a girl that looks at you like MC looks at yoosung.” saeyoung said while choking back a small laugh
-“wow! look at mc you guys, looking at yoosung like she’s in love with him!” zen continued on with a small smile
-“maybe she looks at him like that because they are in love??”
jumin said in a confused tone, obviously not catching onto the jokes
-a few of the members groaned at jumin’s obliviousness as they looked over at yoosung who was smiling at the picture on your phone fondly
-you peeked at his face while trying to calm the violent blush painting your features
-“it’s funny you’re looking at me like i’m the universe and more, when you’re even more than that to me.”
-cue everyone literally blushing and internally dying at how precious their youngest RFA member still is
-yoosung now keeps that photo framed in his office, even after years of taking it, just so he can be able to see your precious face looking at only him like that


ZEN:
-aight so this man loves taking selfies
-it didn’t take you that long to figure that out
-at every moment of every day you were together he would come up to take 'unexpected’ pics of you
-but he was a fool! after a week of surprise selfies you got used to it, and could now strike a cute pose to match zen’s beauty in every picture
-one day y'all were just having a normal rehearsal dinner with his cast when zen (who else would it have been??) declared they should take a group picture that he could post on social media to hype up the release of the musical
-so everybody agreed and begin to come close together to take the picture
-zen unexpectedly put his arm around you and said something along the lines of “smile, my beautiful princess”
-so ofc you were all smiley and blushy while looking over at him
-before you even had time to snap back to reality the flash went off and the picture was taken
-fRICK
-everybody was passing around zen’s phone looking at the picture making vague offhand comments about 'the look in mc’s eyes’ when it finally got to you and zen
-zen stared at it for a second, a wide smile pulling at his features before he looked over at you with a small blush painting his cheeks
-“what??” you finally said
-“look at the way you’re looking at me babe.”
-he handed you his phone and you looked over at yourself
-your eyes were all glazed over because of the flash and a warm smile was on your face all while you stared at a gorgeous zen smiling at the camera looking like the most beautiful man in the world
-“ah, true love.” a co-star commented
-you were beyond embarrassed!! the way you were looking at zen was so precious and whimsical and god it was just so embarrassing
-“do you really love me so much that you look at me like i’m the entire night sky babe??? aahhh that’s so sweet of you. it makes the beast inside of me awaken just a tad-”
-“zEN PLEASE”
-he has the pic as his profile picture on all his social media accounts, each one zoomed in onto your face and eyes, staring lovingly at his gorgeous face

JAEHEE:
-you guys rarely took pictures together since y'all were so busy with the cafe all the time
-but today was a special day!!
-it was the one year anniversary of the cafe opening and you saw it necessary to take a picture to commemorate such a big milestone
-jaehee was a little hesitant but agreed on the terms that some would be professional and others would be silly
-so y'all set up a camera on a stand and put it on a timer and started taking a bunch of silly pics together, some of them being professional
-you didn’t realize even realize it but at one point all you were doing was laughing at jaehee trying to push all her hair out of her face
-when the little photo shoot of sorts ended y'all went into your shared apartment and started looking over them together
-the first few were cute, just mundane peace signs and sweet smiles
-then at one point jaehee’s bangs went in front of her face and you looked like you were dying of laughter
-towards the end of the of the pictures there was one particular one that jaehee looked at for a long time
-it was one where she was laughing while tucking her hair back into place and you were smiling fondly while looking at her with such a loving gaze
-she blushed and said nothing and just continued on to look through them, commenting now and again just how silly some of them were
-the picture was never brought up again but a few weeks later you found out jaehee had not only put it up as her profile picture in the chat room but also printed a copy and stuck it neatly on your bedside table
-you didn’t say anything about it but every time you saw it you were embarrassed but also a little glad to know that it was clear to see just how much you loved her

JUMIN:
-the only pictures that are ever released the public of you two are serious ones or ones of you both looking absolutely gorgeous while getting off your private jet or coming home from the airport
-but there have been dOZENS of pictures of you that jumin has always kept hidden from the world and all of his friends
-pictures only he could ever see.
-these pictures were usually taken during silly photo shoots, a small thing you both did every month
-you let him try to take pictures of you just smiling and he struggles but he’s trying his best to capture your cute lil poses stop teasing him!!
-most of the time you’re the one taking pictures of him struggling to do a peace sign but other times you take pictures of you both doing cute poses or kissing one another
-one time v offered to take pictures as a way to celebrate your wedding anniversary and you both agreed because v was a close friend and jumin wanted a chance to see his beautiful partner in wedding attire again
-so you two began doing the photo shoot with serious and sweet poses
-one photo was of jumin tipping your chin up to meet his gaze
-another was of him wrapping his arms around your waist and laying his head on your shoulder and there were dozens of others alike to those two
-but then in some you both were making stupid faces to each other and then finally, in the last one jumin said something that made your heart curl
-“i love you with all my heart mc, i wish i could marry you over and over and over again, just so i could see your precious face smiling at me while i slipped the ring onto your finger. is that selfish of me? i hope you feel the same, my love. let us spend the rest of our lives together, a life that will hopefully be filled with all your silly jokes and faces. things i fell in love with just as much as i fell in love with you. happy anniversary darling, i love you.”
-you were on the verge of tears and had no words to even explain what you were feeling but you just let out a small chuckle while staring lovingly at him while he looked over at the camera
-next thing you know the flash went off and you were now going over all the pictures together with jumin
-all of them were absolutely gorgeous (what else did you expect of v mc??) but your favorite had to be the one where you were sticking your tongue out at jumin and he was doing the same to you
-his favorite was the very last one
-one where you were looking at him with so much love in your eyes he could practically feel it radiating off the camera
-though you were embarrassed you were really happy
-he soon after put the picture everywhere he could
-in his office, in your office, in your bedroom, in a giant portrait right above the sofa
-everywhere
-though it was embarrassing it made you happy so it was alright

SAEYOUNG:
-he has like a thousand and one pics of you on his phone but little to none of you both
-all the pictures he has of you range from you in sexy lingerie to a bad angle of you sneezing while brushing your teeth
-he loves all of them just the same though
-one day he wanted to do a cosplay photo shoot with you which you agreed to since most of the time it was fun teasing each other back and forth about just how short your maid skirts were
-so he set up a camera you didn’t even know existed and immediately started posing all cute and such
-you tried to follow his lead but fell behind after a while and just stood back basking in all of his cute and over the top poses
-at one point all you were doing was laughing while he made the most ridiculous 'sultry’ faces he could at the camera
-when it was over you two stayed in your costumes and went over the pictures
-you couldn’t stop laughing at all his silliness and he couldn’t stop laughing because you were laughing!!
-it took forever because of your constant giggles and chuckles but you both made it through all of the photos
-you caught what was just a glimpse of one more photo which was just of you smiling at saeyoung while he side eyed you, a smile of his own pulling at his soft features
-you felt your heart leap in your throats as he wrapped his arms around your waist and kisses your forehead
-“thank you, mc. i’m really happy.” was all he said as he pulled you closer towards his torso
-you hugged him back and you both stayed there for a while, just embracing one another silently
-a few weeks later you came into your shared bedroom casually, almost missing the giant portrait of you two that was covering up an entire wall
-“saeyoung?”
-“yeeesss honey??”
-“why, why is there an entire wall covered in a picture of me staring at you.”
-“because the way you were looking at me was just so cute i couldn’t just let the opportunity of your cute smiling face pass by so easily!! look at you!! look at me!! look at our outfits! this is the best picture we’ve ever taken together.”
-“oh. saeyoung?”
-“yes?”
-“i hate that you are the love of my life so much.”