i totally called what would happen in the first 10 minutes or something

where marinette flirts
  • so alya told her to start flirting with adrien if she liked him so much, and the magazines give her step-by-step guides with 15 ~Chill~ Ways to Flirt With Your Crush Without Totally Embarrassing Yourself, so there’s no way this can go horribly wrong, right?
  • okay but marinette has to be realistic, when has anything ever gone right for her?
  • 1. like their instagram and watch their snapchat: okay but marinette already does this, she follows all of adrien’s social media and collects his takes from photoshoots and knows his schedule, and honestly, there’s really nothing he does that she doesn’t know about it? the whole point of watching his snapchat and liking his instagram would be for him to notice her, but it’s not like she can tell him that she does this, because that would be creepy right? but for the most part she thinks she has this part down pat. 
  • 2. make eye contact: and this one is damn near impossible. every time she looks at adrien, and he looks back, her heart turns into a puddle and she wants to melt. but okay, the magazine said to make eye contact, so that’s maintain eye contact, right? don’t look away as soon as he catches her looking. okay, she tells herself. i can do this.
  • adrien and marinette spend the rest of the week in multiple staring contests. alya and nino are extremely confused, but the game catches on, and soon the whole class spends Madame Bustier’s lectures in staring contests with the rest of their classmates. there’s a running scoreboard, and chloe and alya are surprisingly good at the game, which isn’t that surprisingly at all considering how many glare-showdowns they’ve had throughout the year. 
  • adrien just wants to beat marinette once, and how is it fair she’s so good at this??? marinette just wants to know why it’s not working; she hasn’t gone through dry eyes, blurry vision, and headaches for nothing. at this point, she’s read to pour Johnson’s No More Tears shampoo directly in her eyes to get them back to normal. 
  • 3. let your emojis do the talking: 🍆😛:eggplant: :yum:
  • alya sent it from marinette’s phone, and marinette is too busy dying to say anything about it. adrien still buys her eggplants for a month because he thinks they’re her favorite.
  • 4. wave and say “hi” when they walk by: marinette had to quit when her over-aggressive wave nailed nino in the nose and broke it. alya called him “raccoon eyes” for weeks. it didn’t matter though, adrien didn’t even wave back (though it might have been because his best friend was bleeding on the school steps). 
  • 5. invite your crush to hang out as a group: seems easy enough, right? she invites alya, nino, and adrien over for a study group at her house, but alya and nino cancel at the last minute to give her “some alone time with adrien”. only it doesn’t work out that way because she’s forced to actually learn physics when adrien notices she had some troubles with it and tutors her for the rest of the night. 
  • 6. say something simple, then keep the conversation going: marinette had trouble talking to adrien in the first place, so it was a miracle if she even got something simple out. adrien saves her the trouble anyway when he complicates her cat sweater, but it doesn’t go the way she imagined because it devolves into a heated argument over whether chat noir or ladybug was better, and oh my god, how could she be arguing with her crush over how much she sucked?
  • 7. remember what they tell you, and bring it up later: so adrien refuses to speak to her since she said ladybug sucked, and marinette is panicking internally 24/7. she makes him a hat to apologize because it’s summer and it’s blue, and when he asks her how she knew blue was his favorite color, she just smiles and tells him she read it in a magazine article. 
  • adrien looks touched either way while marinette wishes she could sink through the floor because she’d gone nearly a whole year without adrien knowing she read magazine articles about him. 
  • 8. give them a sincere compliment: 
  • adrien: “so what do we know about penguins already for this biology presentation?”
    marinette: “penguins are inefficient walkers…. they’re cute…. but not cuter than you.”
    adrien: “…thanks, marinette.”
  • adrien: “thanks, marinette. you’re so helpful.”
    marinette: “that’s me. i’m always helpful. i’ll always try to help you. you know, like… i’d totally hold a revolving door for you. i know that’s counterproductive, but you’re worth it.”
  • adrien: “god, they never get all the makeup off after a shoot.”
    marinette: “you know, i would really be okay with seeing you without makeup. that’s how much i like you.”
    adrien: “what?”
    marinette: “what?”
  • 9. casually touch their arm when you’re talking: marinette casually strokes adrien’s arm during their next study session.
    adrien: “… why are you touching my arm?”
    marinette: “i’m checking the seam work.”
    adrien: “….that’s my skin though.”
    marinette: “shh, don’t disrupt a designer at work.”
  • 10. offer them a fry: okay, but marinette doesn’t particularly like fries, so she figured she’d find another way to work this in. it happens one morning while she’s about to go to town on her croissant when she overhears adrien mentioning to nino that he’d forgot his breakfast, so she shoves the food in front of him and rushes away. alya can’t stop laughing at agreste’s startled expression when marinette shoved a croissant in his face without prompt. regardless, alya shares her own breakfast when marinette admits she didn’t have anything else to eat.
  • 11. give them something thoughtful: marinette buys adrien a ladybug-spotted scarf because she knows he likes the superhero. he protests when she gives it to him, but she just shrugs and said she owed him one anyway after dissing his favorite superhero before. 
  • the next day he gives her a matching chat noir one.
  • 12. tease them: she can barely keep a straight face when she teases adrien in front of nino and alya about always smelling like camembert. she even buys him three cheese wheels one day, but he only flushes darkly as he shoves them in his bag. she wants to apologize in case she hurt his feelings, but later that day, she notices that the cheese is gone. 
  • man, he must really like his cheese, she thinks in awe, and spends the rest of the day trying to figure out why adrien kept glaring at his bag during class. 
  • 13. steal their hat and put it on your head: adrien doesn’t wear hats, so she stole nino’s instead. adrien spent the rest of the day trying to set her up with his best friend. 
  • 14. ruffle their hair: marinette ruffles adrien’s hair when she walks into the classroom one morning. some strands end up tangled in her bracelet, and the two spend the remainder of class in the nurse’s office as she tries to cut them loose. 
  • 15. sit in their lap: marinette is a little hesitant to try this one, but alya ends up taking matters into her own hands and pushes marinette into adrien’s lap one day while the three of them and nino were visiting a cafe for lunch. marinette is flustered and apologizes profusely, and she finally finds the courage to look into his eyes. but instead of angry!agreste, she seems wide, shocked green eyes as adrien begins to laugh uncontrollably. marinette starts to giggle and shakes her head and it’s not until she looks at him again that she realizes… this whole situation seems really familiar…
  • “…chat noir?” she asks suddenly.
  • “what?” adrien asks. 
  • “what?” alya asks.
  • “what?” nino asks.
  • “oh my god,” marinette says and dies.

Needless to say, flirting was not her forte. But hey, she still got the man in the end, right? …. alright, it’s a work and progress, but still. 

here are a bunch of AMAZING fics I’ve enjoyed and loved reading throughout the month of august. I recommend that you read these great fics in september, if you haven’t already!! also check out the HL Summer Fic Exchange!

(all fics with a star are my favorites and if there are two stars then it was a favorite favorite)

1. How Far We’ve Come 32k

“This is Harry Styles,” Chiron offers.

He’s beautiful. His eyes are a stunning green, the color of new foliage. The new kid’s limbs are long and lanky—he looks extremely uncomfortable and uncoordinated. Louis internally smirks to himself, guessing the kid probably won’t be too skilled with a sword, or a bow, or anything sharp, most likely. His hair falls to his shoulders in sets of loose, brown curls. The color is rich and luscious, resembling soil so much that it looks like flowers could sprout from his hairline at any moment. But Louis’ eyes are stuck on his soft looking lips, pink as flower petals and slightly parted as his eyes scan the horizon of the camp.

“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Harry.”

2. It’ll All Come Up Roses 4k *

Louis was leaning against the railing of the bridge, looking down at the water completely lost in thought when he heard someone approach the bridge from the side that he came from. Glancing up, he noticed Harry walking towards him, hands stuffed deep in his pockets, and seemingly lost in thought. Louis shifted his weight onto his other foot and stood up properly, watching quietly as Harry walked past him. Louis opened his mouth. He wanted to say something to Harry to break the silence, or at least to get him to notice him standing there against the bridge railing - but the words got stuck in Louis’ throat, and he snapped his mouth shut, going back to staring down at the water mindlessly instead. All the while, trying hopelessly to figure out what the fuck he’s doing with his life. Harry kept walking, and soon Louis was once again left alone to his thoughts.

Or the one where Louis really doesn’t hate his neighbor who keeps waking him up at the crack of dawn. Ft magic, Liam, Niall, and Zayn barely being mentioned, Harry and his fucking motorcycle, a date and a kiss.

3. Freeze This Moment in a Frame and Stay Like This 5k

Harry (not so) secretly crushes on the cute footie player and fills pages with sketches of him.

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Bat Boy Headcanons Bed Partners

We are looking at the batboys as bed partners. Not necessary with a focus on NSFW themes, but they’re there.


-Blanket. Hog.

-Say it one more time, all together now, this man is a blanket hog. After many a night waking with shivers and losing the battle to wrest a sliver of your bedspread to cover yourself (good God, what is his grip strength?), you begin to keep an old comforter at the end of the bed. When it’s time to sleep, if Dick happens to be staying over, you split the blankets in two. He can have the top sheet and the fluffy, fancy duvet. You’re fine curled up in the worn floral cotton cover that had been on your bed in girlhood. Warmth is warmth, Martha Stewart home-goods be damned.  

-The added comforter makes for awkward, bulky snuggling. You tried to maintain the post-coital sleep cuddles a handful of times, but with the burrowing nature of the sleeping Richard, spooning through the night was abandoned in favor of pressing your backs together. Most times, sex or no sex, you take a shower and emerge to find him curled under the fancy covers facing the wall. You know he’s not sleeping, but you both pretend. By the time you’ve gone for a shower, everything that needed saying was said. You creep into bed and settle in. Slowly, wordlessly, you inch together until the lengths of both your bodies are pressed tightly against one another. He even points his toes.

-Bless him.

-In the morning, fucking morning glory jostles you a few times before rolling his entire body weight over you to “squish you awake.” He chuckles and coos at your angry huffs and groans. Asshole.

-He makes you breakfast to make up for the squishing. Gross whole-grain related hot cereal breakfasts, but whatever. He didn’t hafta’ make it, and that’s what counts.

-You’re not a morning person, by nature. The inherent conflict between someone with your night owl tendencies and his cheery, perky, frighteningly sunny disposition before noon tends to cause friction. At least… you expected it to cause friction. In actuality, he’s just infectiously chipper? It’s hard to stay upset when your house smells like brown sugar and fresh fruit and he’s all smiley.

-Damn him.


-This poor boy generates more heat than a top of the line WE radiator. We’re talking damp sheets and a bunched up comforter kicked to the foot of the bed every frickin’ night. You own pajamas. You used to sleep in pajamas. Now you’re too damn hot. Not in a fun, hot and bothered way. No. Hot in the “Jason, I swear to God, if you don’t get your heavy, sweaty arm off of me, I’m kicking you” sort of way.

-For the most part, he doesn’t really sleep. At least, you don’t think he does. He seems to nap in quick bursts, but will stay with you through the night without protest or excuse when asked.

-He sleeps so hard when he rarely slips past his usual doze to full unconsciousness that it doesn’t really matter what you say, nothing can be done. You are trapped in the crushing embrace of your sweaty boyfriend.

-At least he mostly smells good, cigarette breath aside.

-You like cuddling. Previous boyfriends had requested separate blankets or a pillow wall because, Jesus, you are a monster. What Jason does cannot be called cuddling. It’s huddling. He huddles you.

-Your back to his chest. One bicep under your neck and, somehow, that same forearm is positioned in a bar back over your chest so your cheek sits on his elbow. Is it still a headlock if done out of affection?

-You don’t know.

-The other arm gets tossed over your belly. It fastens your torsos together with a firm hold kept in place because he burrows that hand beneath your hip. When he takes deep breaths you’re sort of squeezed. It’s a happy turn of events that you aren’t claustrophobic.

-You’re not sure what happens to your legs. You’ve never managed a look down at them while being huddled. Suffice to say that they are not your own.

-When you absolutely have to extract yourself from him, a lot of squirming is involved. 100% honesty, you have elbowed him awake. You had half an hour before work and were dangerously close to pissing your scant pjs.

-Drastic times, yo.

-On the nights when he just naps, mornings are whatever. The huddling is not at DEFCON 1 levels of nuclear crisis, so you just slip out of bed with some wiggling and start getting ready for the day. Within 30-45 minutes, he drags himself out of bed and gloomily sucks down the coffee you offer to him.

-The morning of the elbowing incident he stayed in bed. You haven’t talked about it.


-The first time you invited Tim over to stay the night, you tucked yourself in while he was hunched at the foot of your bed working on some big project for his company. When you woke up he… he was at the foot of your bed clacking away on that project. He had not moved. He had not slept.

-Like, thanks Edward. I totally invited you over so that you could watch me snore and drool on my pillow instead of fall into a similar state of vulnerable unconsciousness as a relationship building exercise.

-I’m not inviting you back.

-You do invite him back. You also impound his laptop, his tablet, and his smartphone after 11:30 and physically wrestle him into bed. He resists. Desperately.

·         “I have to finish that in the next  36 hours. I don’t have time for sleep.”

·         “But I’m working on a project for Bruce! I can’t stop until it’s finished.”

·         “I took a long nap today. I’m not sleepy.” (Spoken as he yawns.)

It almost reminds you of tucking your kid brother in when he was spoiled and four, but you don’t want your brain making those kinds of connections, and wait… what? No.

-He falls asleep in exactly 23 minutes. Yes, you timed it. If that’s creepy, you don’t care.

-Once actually bedded, Tim is a pretty ideal sleeping partner. No snoring. No copious drool. Mild mumbling here and there when repositioned. You even manage to arrange the both of you into one of those cute couples’ sleeping positions from the movies with your head all on his chest and his nose resting in your hair.

-It is comfortable for 10 minutes, then you move because your arm is asleep and your neck sort of hurts.

-When you wake up, he is gone. There is fresh coffee in your kitchen and also a note signed with the extremely professional full signature of Timothy Drake. You don’t know what to make of that, and honestly, the fact that it is sitting so neatly beneath a sloppily drawn heart doodle serving as the “sincerely” only serves to further confuse you at such an early hour.

-Nights with Tim are always one of these two options: he is up doing some ungodly thing on the internet or sleeping like a rock that somehow rises gracefully before the dawn and never, never wakes you up to say goodbye.

Damian (obviously, significantly older):

-He is surprisingly calm? You are a bundle of nerves strapped into the fourth pair of pajamas you tried on before leaving the closet, and he’s just standing there in pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt staring at you like, “What the hell took so long? Please tell me you know how to dress yourself by this age.”

-Every time it is like this. This is not the first time you have slept beside him, but you just want to tie yourself into a knot and die because, oh my GOD, why is he so  p r e t t y?  

-Your roles in this relationship are utterly reversed every time it comes down to crawling under some covers. Unfortunately, he even does awkward with more grace than you. Where he usually is painfully formal and stilted in old fashioned ways that amuse you to no end, you’re just like… a mess. A hot mess in blue striped pajamas brimming with nervous giggles and a distinct lack of eye contact.

-He insists that you sleep on the wall side. When you ask, horrified by a premonition of you crushing him in the middle of the night trying to scramble for the bathroom half-asleep, he patiently explains for the seventh time that he has made an honor-bound promise to protect you. You cannot sleep on the outer edge of the bed. If there were to be an assailant, they would have easy access to you while he was hindered by an inferior position deeper within the gully of the mattress.

-Yup. Used the exact words “gully of the mattress.”

-What were you worried about? He’s still your scrub. A pretty scrub, but an awkward scrub who cannot hold a conventional conversation in a bucket with a speech guide.

-When your strange, flighty demeanor calms into your more usual behavior, you settle in nicely. You both like sleeping on your back. He stretches one arm beneath your pillow, and you tuck neatly into his side.

-He is warm. Damian smells like soap and tea and something musky and mannish that isn’t indicative of cologne. It is a good smell, and you always sleep wonderfully when he stays over.        

Klance Recs #2

A Kiss is a Kiss (But it’s never like this) by GibbousLunation (PG, 25k)
Summary: “How does this keep happening to us, every time.” Lance grumbled.

“You’d think they’d stop sending us on away missions,” he agreed. Honestly, between the poisonous plants of their last planet, and Lance’s tendency to always end up on the business end of every blaster or pointy ended stick, Allura was just being inefficient at this point.

Or, five times Keith kissed Lance but the situation was less than ideal, and one time Lance finally kissed him back. [5+1 Times]

supermassive black hole by epiproctan (NC-17, 7k)
Summary: Keith has always known that he wasn’t going to get what he truly wants out of the arrangement, but he also hadn’t ever imagined that it would just…end.

aka that classic fic where lance wants to stop hooking up but keith wants something else entirely [Friends with Benefits, Mutual Pining]

you never stood a chance by kagshina (PG, 12k)
Summary: lance to hunk ♡
>i’m gonna fukin die hunk oh mygod i sent
>keith a work out selfie that i wan supposed to fcukin send to you and you know what it said

(Or, Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there’s lots of shirtless selfies) [College AU/Snapchat]

Love and Other Questions by squirenonny (PG, 46.6k, WIP)
Summary: One week after news of the Kerberos disaster broke, Pidge receives a new Mark–proof that Matt is still alive. She breaks into the Garrison to find him, only to find herself caught up in the fight for the fate of the universe.

Keith keeps his arms covered so he doesn’t have to watch Shiro’s scars compounding on his skin–but doing so means cutting off contact with his romantic soulmate, who greets him each morning with a new (and terrible) pickup line.

Shiro and Matt thought they were the luckiest people alive when they found out they were going to Kerberos together. But Shiro hasn’t seen Matt’s untidy scrawl on his arm in almost a year, and he has no idea if his soulmate is even still alive.

[Canonverse Soulmate AU with romantic and platonic soulmates (and some gray areas in between)] [Soulmates and Soulmate Marks, WIP]

Save a Horse (But Also Spare the Cowboy) by Mytay (PG, 0.8k)
Summary: “Keith, did you just break out your Texas for me? Did you just make a space cowboy pun for me?”

“No. Also, the fact that bad jokes turn you on explains so much.”
[Space Cowboys]

Seven Minutes by LanceMcLame (PG, 2.2k)
Summary: Pidge never should have mentioned sleepovers to Allura.

That was the only thought in Lance’s mind right now, as he tried to make himself comfortable on the awkward nest of blankets, pillows, and sleeping bags. This was all Pidge’s fault. They’d offhandedly mentioned something about having a sleepover party once with their friends, and Allura had immediately picked up on the idea, insisting that it’d be “an excellent team-building opportunity”. And that was how the five Paladins of Voltron and the two Alteans had ended up building a sort of fort in the bridge of the Castle of Lions, and playing the most heinous game known to mankind.

Truth or Dare. [Team Bonding]

Your Love Has Shown Me Proof by freshia (PG, 22.4k)
Summary: “This situation is a bit more complicated than we initially realized.”

Lance raises an eyebrow, but Pidge is the one to question that. “Define complicated.”

Allura takes no more time beating around the bush, “Well, I received a transmission. Keith and Lance–from the future, that is–would like to have their daughter back.”

or: Lance and Keith deal with a walking spoiler, in the form of a little girl who just wants to get back to her own home. [Time Travel, Kid Fic]

dynamic by kagshina (PG, 13.5k, WIP)
Summary: “So, uh,” Keith starts, and Lance notices the way he shifts, like he’s not quite sure how to say what he wants to say. “How are we gonna…do this?”

Before answering the question, Lance makes a quick list in his head of things he should never do:
Ask the boy he has a huge crush on to be his fake boyfriend for the sake of proving a point (even if Lance thinks he’s going to say no, because apparently he might actually say yes!) [Fake/Pretend Relationship, WIP]

You stole a BABY?! by genericfanatic (PG, 24.3k)
Summary: The castle ship has a new stowaway, and Keith and Lance must figure out how to take care of them without alerting the rest of the crew. [Kid Fic, Accidental Baby Acquisition]

Rushing To Say Nothing by LynnLarsh (NC-17, 36.7k)
Summary: “What the hell was that?” Keith says, sounding strangely pissed. Probably jealous; whatever happened, Lance is a lucky son of a bitch and Keith knows it.

Coran clears his throat before answering, and when Lance finally pulls his eyes away from the crowd, that purplish blush from earlier has increased to a noticeable shade of violet across his cheeks. “It seems our boy Lance here has just been propositioned by the local brothel.”

A.k.a. That time Lance went into an alien brothel to prove a point and came out perhaps a little too enlightened.

The Little Things by fairietailed (G, 1.6k)
Summary: On Friday Hunk can hear the two of them behind him as they walk to the control room, and he swears he hears something akin to a kiss, and Keith whispering.

“That’s 10-7, Cargo Pilot. Try catching up.”

When Hunk turns around Lance is bright red, and there’s a foot of space between him and Keith.Or maybe he’s imagining things? [Secret Relationship]

Marital Mayhem by genello (PG, 26k, WIP)
Summary: Cornered by the Galra, Lance and Keith find shelter in a local temple. There’s just one problem—the natives seem to think the two of them are engaged. [Fake/Pretend Relationship, WIP]

Burning Love by TeaAndKittens (NC-17, 7k, WIP)
Summary: An injury sustained on the job for firefighter Keith means an extended medical leave that makes him feel useless and angry. He’s so desperate to get back to his crew at Station 5 that he’s almost willing to try anything - except yoga. Especially after Hunk calls this friend of his that owns a yoga studio and Keith gets supporting evidence for his claim that only crazy people practice yoga.

Somehow, despite all of that, Hunk and Shiro manage to bully him into at least trying it. He shows up for that first class expecting to hate it. What he’s not expecting is for Hunk’s friend to be hot like the fire of a thousand suns. Or even more insane in person.

Or: Keith’s life. So Hard. [Firefighter/Yoga Instructor AU, WIP]

if you’re ready by rhapsodyinpink (PG so far, 2k, WIP)
Summary: “Why was I wearing a wedding veil?” Lance asks, eyes narrowing in confusion.

“Oh wait..wait, shit! Shit! Did I marry a hot babe last night? Talk about a wild birthday!” Lance crows, waving his arms with glee.

“No,” says Keith. “You married me.”

In which the paladins visit Las Vegas for Lance’s 21st birthday, Keith and Lance get married, Allura goes missing, Pidge gets arrested, and Shiro goes to the spa. [Accidentally Married in Vegas - still in universe not au! WIP]

Dancing for Voltron and Follow My Lead by The_Sickfic_Sideblog (PG, 2k total)
Summary: Lance has a hidden talent. It’s not hidden for long. [Dance Skills Lance]

Seven Days by MilkTeaMiku (NR, 63.5k, Series)
Summary: The Galra has a new weapon that de-ages the Paladins into babies for a week. [De-aged/Kid Fic]

Thank God For Hometowns by merycula (thanksillpass) (PG, 6.5k)
Summary: Lance tells his grandparents that he has a boyfriend to get them off his back, and is forced to ask his neighbor Keith to pretend to date him when they come with a visit. [Fake Dating]

seeing him for the first time (again) by breadpoetsociety (G, 1.5k)
Summary: “Who are you?” Keith demanded, excitedly putting his free hand to his cheek. “What’s your name?”

“Eat the cracker, Keith.”

“Did god send you? Are you an angel?” Keith didn’t look very frightened as this concept of being dead worked its way out of him. Lance ran a hand through his own hair, smiling wryly.

“Please, eat the cracker, Keith.”

“What’s your name?” Keith’s voice cracked, desperately, excitedly. “Please. Who are you?”

“My name is Lance,” Lance paused, nerves sitting uncomfortably in the bottom of his stomach– deep, in the part he never searched. He licked his lips and ran a hand through his unwashed hair. “I’m, um, I’m your fiancé.” [Amnesia]

On Thin Ice 
by Minadora (R, 150k, WIP)
Summary: This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets forcibly enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to “work on his footwork”. There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater. [Ice Hockey/Figure Skater AU]

Some Things Are Meant to Be

NurseyDex, 7100 words, Rated Teen, AU, Fake Relationship, Meet Cute, Wedding, Fluff (here on AO3)

“You want another one?” Will yelled, and Chris made some sort of loud, affirmative noise from the living room.

Will took a second beer from the fridge, balancing both in one hand while he grabbed a container of guac with the other. He slammed the fridge door shut with his hip but misjudged the necessary force, and several papers affixed to the front floated to the ground.

“Fuck,” he muttered. He set everything on the counter and crouched down, picking up the notice about his rent going up, his reminder card for his dentist appointment yesterday, and—shit.

Will plopped down on his ass, staring down in horror at the piece of heavy cardstock in his hand. Goddamn, he can’t believe that he forgot.

“Hey, what happened to that—shit. What’s wrong? What’s that?”

Will looked up at Chris, who circled the breakfast bar and sat down in front of him. He vaguely waved the paper. “An invitation. To my ex’s wedding. It’s…it was hidden on my fridge. I forgot about it.”

“Do you still love her or something? Is this an existential crisis type of situation?”

Will rolled his eyes. “No, definitely not. But I said I was bringing someone, back when I got the invitation, and I totally forgot. It’s on Saturday.”

“And you don’t wanna go alone?”

Will made a face. “Not after I RSVP’d with a plus-one. She’s still an ex, you know? Not that you would know anything about that,” he added dryly, and Chris grinned.

“You’re just jealous of me and Cait.”

“True,” Will murmured. He stared down at the invitation and sighed. “I guess I could text her and pretend to be sick or something.”

“No, you can’t do that!” Chris plucked the invitation from his hand. “Just pretend to be dating someone and bring them.”

Will lifted his eyebrows at him. “Uh, that’s not an actual thing that people do.”

“You don’t know that!” Chris protested, and Will snorted.

“Oh, yeah? And where exactly am I supposed to find a fake boyfriend?”

Chris grinned. “So I have this friend from college.”

“Yeah, and?”

“Yeah, and I bet he’ll do it. He’d totally be down for something like this. Here, I’ll text him right now,” he said, raising his voice over the sound of Will’s seemingly-fruitless protests. He dug his phone out of his back pocket and spoke slowly as he typed. “Hey dude, you wanna pretend to be the boyfriend of my friend from work for a wedding? Saturday night.”

Will groaned, bracing his elbows on his knees as he buried his head in his hands. “Chris, you can’t just—”

“He said yes,” Chris reported, staring down at his phone, and Will’s jaw dropped.

“Are you serious?”

He scooted around to sit next to Chris, who helpfully tilted his phone so Will could see the message. Sure. He cute?

Very, Chris wrote back, and Will grimaced. “Don’t—don’t oversell it, jeez.”

“You’re super hot, Will, deal with it.”

“Is he cute?”

“Very,” Chris repeated, and Will snorted. “I’m giving him your number. His name’s Derek, by the way.”

Will sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face. “I have a feeling that I’m going to regret this.”

“Worst case scenario, you’ll have a great story to tell.” Chris got to his feet and held a hand out to Will to haul him up. “Grab those beers, third period’s about to start.”

Hey, sugarplum.

I don’t think I could keep a straight face if someone called me sugarplum in public.

Ok, strike that one from the list. Lovebug?

Just my name is fine. Which is Will.

And this whole thing was Chris’s idea, btw.

Oh, I have no doubt.

I just wanted to feign illness.

But this will be way more fun!

Yeah? You pretend to be people’s boyfriend often?

Nah, you’re popping my cherry.


Ok, what did I say about that.

This is gonna be fun. So where’s this wedding? Saturday, right?

Yeah. Brooklyn Botanic Garden

Ooh nice. Dress code?

Suit, no tux. Should we meet up beforehand?

You know that random bar/bakery @ Union/Franklin? Wanna meet there?

Great. 6:30?

Awesome. See you then, studmuffin.

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Long Lasting Lies [p.p]

Originally posted by dailymcugifs

Title: Long Lasting Lies
Fandom: MCU/Spider-Man
Characters: Peter Parker x female!reader, Ned Leeds, May Parker, Michelle, mentions of Tony Stark,
Warnings: mentions of cheating on a partner, description of mugging, mild swearing
Word Count: 3,343
Requested: No, this is just me having major Peter feels at the moment due to me seeing Spider-Man: Homecoming last weekend
Blurb: You, Peter Parker’s girlfriend, have noticed that Peter has distanced himself, and have caught him lying on multiple occasions. When you confront him after being saved by Spider-Man, you are unaware that his excuse is only another one of his lies.
A/N: I have been super busy with exams, school and other personal things, which is why I’ve been so absent, but I’m hoping to update more frequently now that they’re over but I can’t be sure! Remember, I live in Australia where the school year ends in December so we’re only on winter break at the moment. ALSO I ONLY PROOF-READ THIS ONCE I’M SORRY IT’S LITERALLY 1:33AM DON’T KILL ME

Disclaimer: not my gif

[Y/N] = your first name
[L/N] = your last name 

The first time that Peter Parker lied to you was over the phone. You had just gotten ready for the date you had both planned as a post-midterms celebration when the familiar tune of your ringtone graced your ears. At the sight of Peter’s Caller ID, you had managed to grin before picking up. 

“I’m absolutely starving, Parker.” you greeted, taking a seat on your bed and tucking your left leg under your right. “You better have made reservations at the pizza parlour because you know how busy they can get on Fridays,” you added, and when Peter said nothing, you raised an eyebrow. “Peter?” 

“I’m here,” he assured you since it sounded like he wasn’t present in the conversation at all. “I’m here, sorry,” Peter mumbled his apology before taking a deep breath, one that you could hear even over the phone.

“Are you okay?” you inquired, immediately noticing the edge in his voice. “What’s up?”

“I’m so, so incredibly sorry that I’m doing this to you,” was what Peter chose to lead with. “But I can’t make it tonight.” 

For a moment, you the nervous feeling in your stomach turned into disappointment, but you shook it off quickly, knowing that there was always a good reason for Peter’s cancellations. “That’s okay. What came up?” you asked. “Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine, don’t worry about it.” something about the way Peter was speaking — perhaps it was the way his usually nonchalant voice seemed strained — made you immediately come to the conclusion that he was lying to you. 

“Peter,” You began slowly, putting a smile on your face, knowing that this would make your voice sound less worried than you truly were. “If there’s something going on, I’m not going to hate you for telling me. I’d really rather know than, well, not know.” you paused, giving Peter a minute.

“It’s nothing, I swear. Just some emergency stuff came up with Ned and I really have to be there for him is all.” Peter lied so smoothly that you almost believed him, but the waver in his voice when he swore he was telling the truth was enough to expose his fibbing.

“Alright,” you allowed yourself to frown. “Well, I hope everything’s okay with Ned. Let me know what happens when you can, okay?”

“Of course, love you!” and with that, Peter hung up the phone. You were sat on your bed for a moment, phone pressed to your cheek before you realised that he was gone. You lowered your phone onto your bed and sighed, glancing around your room, digesting the conversation you had just had with your boyfriend. Things with you and Peter were still relatively new, going on roughly five months, but you had known Peter since the beginning of high school, which was over a year and a half ago. In this time, you had really gotten to know Peter and his quirks, including what he sounded like when he lied.

Deciding that you still deserved some sort of post-midterms treat, you reached for your phone again and dialled Michelle’s phone number as you pulled off your black lace-up heels. 

“Hey, Y/N.” Michelle greeted you, her voice slightly more vibrant than usual. “I thought you were going out with Peter tonight?” 

“I was,” you confirmed, getting to your feet and comfortably pacing your room. “He just cancelled though, so I’m all free! I was wondering if you might accept a stray into your Friday night plans?” you asked hopefully. 

“Well you know how I feel about taking in strays, everyone’s welcome,” Michelle continued your banter. “Actually, Ned and I were just going to get something to eat so why don’t you join us?” This made you frown.

“You’re heading out to eat with Ned? Like, right now?” you questioned slowly, letting it sink in.

“Yeah, we’re on our way out, but we can totally meet up with you! Ned scored us a table at that pizzeria that we all like by promising that we’d be there in at least twenty minutes. Are you up for that?”

You paused. “Yeah, totally.” you agreed. “I’ll meet you guys there. And Ned’s good?” you asked, making sure that you weren’t imagining things.

“He’s pretty jazzed that midterms are over and his deteriorating test-stress has finally been demolished,” Michelle said, and you heard Ned loudly protesting over the phone. “We’re all good. So we’ll see you in twenty?” 

“See you then.” you agreed before bidding Michelle farewell. You hung up and frowned, the idea that you had about Peter lying confirmed. If there was an emergency with Ned, why would he be going out for pizza with Michelle? Suddenly, the combination of your lace camisole top, skinny jeans and leather jacket seemed a little too dressed up just to get pizza with Ned and Michelle. Going on a date with Peter allowed for the camisole and heels, but dinner with friends didn’t seem like it needed as much special effort. 

Frowning, you stripped off the leather jacket and began to rummage through your closet in order to find a replacement for the camisole, choosing a Nasa t-shirt — which you were certain belonged to Peter — and pulled that on instead. You opted for a pair of old sneakers and pulled the jacket back on before grabbing your bag and phone heading out the door to meet your friends.

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I’m In Love With My Best Friend – Cody Christian Imagine

Requested by Anon: Could you write an imagine where you told your sister that you have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set you up with guys, but now she’s coming to visit for surprise and you need a fake boyfriend during your sister’s visit so you ask Cody (your best friend) to pretendbe your boyfriend and everything seems goes right until the act stop being act?

Word Count: 3,141

Warnings: None other than Cody saying a curse word, ha. Fluff?

Author’s Note: Y/S/N = Your Sister’s Name. I did this because in previous imagines where I’ve named a sibling or best friend, some of y’all have mentioned it was weird to read your own name. So I decided to let y’all use your actual sister’s name or come up with the name yourselves if you don’t have a sister.

Also, I sneaked in a line from Gilmore Girls. I wonder if anyone can point it out.

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

Originally posted by bysamoylova

“Come on. Come on. Come on.” Y/N whispered repeatedly as the phone rang. She paced back and forth in her bedroom, hoping her best friend would answer. “Pick up the damn ph-”

The sound of her best friend’s groggy and sleepy voice interrupted her rambling. “Hello?”

“It’s about time! Why aren’t you answering your phone? I only called you like a hundred times! I could have been dying and-“

Cody noticed the nervous rush in her voice and rubbed this tired eyes. He cleared his throat before he interrupted her. "Okay, first of all I was filming all night and I just got home a couple of hours ago. Second of all, you’re obviously not dying so this better be good, because as much as I love ya, you know I get cranky when I don’t get enough sleep. Lastly, breathe. Just breathe,” he inhaled and exhaled, which Y/N mimicked, making her feel a little better.

“Now tell me what’s wrong?” He asked groggily yet genuinely concerned at the same time.

“I lied to my sister,” she started as she finally sat on the edge of her bed.

“About…?” He trailed.

“That I had a boyfriend. I only did it so she would stop setting me up with all these guys she knew. I thought my plan would work,” she continued.

Cody hummed, following along with her story with his eyes closed. “I remember you told me that. So, what’s the problem?" 

"The idiot decided to surprise me by coming into town without any warning! Now she’s on her way here, because not only does she miss me, but also because she wants to meet my boyfriend of two months…” she trailed for a second, silently praying Cody would agree to the favor she was about to ask him. “So, I was hoping if you could come over and play the part.”

Cody’s eyes flew wide open. He heard what she said but he still had a hard time believing it. “Come again?” He asked, needing confirmation.

“I need you to be my fake boyfriend for my sister,” she explained as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt nervously. “I promise you, I’ll get you a gift card for Chipotle that will last you for at least three months,” she bargained knowing Chipotle was Cody’s weakness.

Cody quickly sat up, “I’m getting in the shower right now and I’ll meet you at your place.”

Y/N smiled widely. “Seriously, you are the best. Thank you so much.”

“Hey, you know I’d do anything for you,” Cody smiled back even though she couldn’t see him. “What time will your sister get there?“ 

"She said she was about 2 hours away,” she answered.

“Alright, I’ll get there before she does,” he said as he walked into his bathroom. “Hey, Y/N?”


“Don’t forget the gift card,” Cody smiled as Y/N laughed.

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I Like Girls (Veronica x Reader)

Prompt: Can you do something where Archie (or another victim of your choice) tries to kiss the reader or something, but it turns out they are a lesbian. And so Veronica finds out they have a crush on her and teases them and lots of fluff. (Lol if you don’t do stuff other than jughead that’s fine)

A/N: Literally love this idea so much as I have such a crush on Veronica anyways. I’m going to use Chuck as my wonderful victim. I thought about using Archie but that boy is clueless with everything. Requests are Welcome!


I Like Girls (Veronica x Reader)

For the past 10 minutes, Chuck has been trying to hit on you while you stared at him with a bored look on your face. You knew you were gay. You’ve known for the past 4 years but as fresh meat in Riverdale, not many people knew that.

Kevin, who was standing next you trying not to die laughing, knew you were gay the second you walked in the school doors. He compliments that he has a great gaydar when in reality, he caught you glancing at Cheryl Blossom’s beautiful ass. (oh my god that ass of hers is heaven)

“So You, Me, and Pop’s?” Chuck asks as you glance at Kevin, who’s actually dying against your locker.

“Um, Chuck, is it? I’m sorry I’m just not interested.” You shrug as Kevin lets out a snort, making you giggle a little.

“Oh Come on, Baby. One night with me, and you’ll be interested!” You and Kev share a look. Should you let him entertain the thought that you could possible like him or tell him there’s absolutely no way you could like him if you tried?

You were too nice and too gay to lead him on so you speak up, “Chuck. I’m gay. Like SUPER fucking gay.” Kevin laughs. “Like I would rather date Cheryl or Veronica than you or any other guy.”

Chuck pauses and the smile drops on his face. “You could have just said you weren’t interested.”

You roll your eyes and turn to kevin as Chuck walks away. “Why do all guys do that?”

He smiles down at you. “Cause they’re all clueless idiots.”

“So True.”

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Ten Years (Part 13 - End!)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 4,380 ( I mean…)

Warnings: language, fluff, excessive sweetness

A/N: I hope you guys love the fluff. Thanks for sticking with me, and for reading, and for all your sweet messages. <3

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13

Originally posted by e2barryallen

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My Fake Boyfriend Part 6

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2350

Warnings: Angst, fuffly

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

Originally posted by itsmaleficentbitch

You woke up feeling different, you felt lighter and happier. It has been a long time since you last felt this way, you look at the clock and it’s 8 a.m. then you look at Bucky who is sleeping peacefully under you.

Something has changed since last night, you don’t know exactly what but it feels distinct. You stay in Bucky’s arms for a while longer; at this point you are used to cuddling up with him. However, you were never the one to initiate it… until now.

You softly trace your fingers on his jawline, making sure to not disturb him still. You kiss his forehead, getting up looking at him one last time.

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Take a Break

A/N: It’s March break finally! So, since I finally have the time, here’s a little fic I thought of while at school one day.

Word Count: 1, 942

Warnings: Just swearing.

Genre: Angst and Fluff. My faves

Your POV

I got into this relationship knowing the consequences of his work. He’d have times where he was busy, and didn’t have time to spend with me. I understood that, so whenever those times came, I stepped away and was there for him. I kept my mouth shut and I dealt with it until he finally had time. It’s just what I did as a supportive girlfriend. Every. Time. 

This time was different though. Usually these spurts of working last about a week, two at the most. This time around it lasted a bit more over a month. I love Dan, and I know he needs to work but as selfish as it sounds, I did want attention, and love. All I wanted to do was cuddle up next to him but this time around he didn’t even let me do that. I knew he was stressed, but it started to take a toll on our relationship. Most nights I would go to sleep alone, then wake up alone. Pretty much my whole day was me being alone. I tried to pull Dan away from his work so he can take a break but him being the perfectionist he is, he kept working anyway. It got to the point where he’d ignore the things I was saying because he was too focused on his work. I kept biting my tongue until now. But I finally snapped when he started acting rude to me. 

I was sitting in his office, obviously, he was working on the computer. I was scrolling through my phone, and I looked up at him every few minutes. His eyes were glued to the screen as per usual. I let out a loud sigh and walked over to his chair, wrapping my arms around his shoulders. 

“Dan, take a break honey. You’ve been working too hard.” I kissed his cheek and stared up into his eyes, which were still glued to the screen. 

“You tell me this every day, and every day I say I still need to work. Leave me alone, Y/N. I’m busy.” He rolled his shoulder back, pushing my arm off his shoulder.  

I scoff, walking towards the door, “Because I totally couldn’t tell you’re busy Daniel.” I heard a loud sigh come from behind me, and I turned in the doorframe, crossing my arms and staring at Dan. 

“What’s wrong?” Dan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“I don’t know Dan. You tell me.”

“Love, I don’t know-”

“Oh don’t you dare call me love. You barely paid any attention to me these past few weeks…this past month!” I finally had enough with his shit. I gesticulated to emphasize how angry I was.  

“It’s because I’ve been working Y/N! You know, that thing that people have to get money.” Dan replied sarcastically, getting up from his chair. I walked towards him, trying to seem intimidating but his height compared to mine beat me every time.

“I am fully aware of that, Daniel. But you don’t have to be working 24/7! I try to spend time with you but you brush me off! You don’t even come to bed anymore!” I could feel my face heat up out of frustration. I felt tears sting my eyes but I pushed them back, I needed to be strong. 

“I’m busy, what don’t you get about that?” Dan’s voice got louder. 

“I do understand it Daniel. You know why? Because I deal with it every time you are ‘busy’. I normally keep my mouth shut but god have I had enough. Do you even want me here anymore? I feel like I’m just a burden to you now!” I stared into Dan’s eyes to see some sort of reaction. His facial expression softens for a second, and he mumbles something incoherently.  

“Hm?” I moved closer to Dan, who was staring at the ground. I touched his arm but he pulled it away. 

“Leave then!” Dan yelled, backing away from me. I stared at him in shock, and saw the instant regret on his face. 

“Okay.” I mumbled quietly, walking backwards still staring at Dan. Did he stop loving me? I felt the tears threatening to spill again but I kept trying to push them back. His facials expression softened, and he took a step towards me. 

“I am so sorry baby; I didn’t mean it please don’t leave.” Dan’s voice cracked. He reached his hand for me but I backed away. “Please don’t leave me.” Before I could give into Dan’s plea, I turned around to grab my phone off the side table, and headed down the stairs to the front door of our flat. I heard Dan mumbling apologies as he followed me down the stairs, but I ignored them. 

I got to the front door, sliding on my shoes and throwing my coat on when Dan stopped me again. 

“No no no, I didn’t mean it love, I didn’t mean it, please stay.” I finally looked up at Dan and saw tears running down his face. He choked back a sob when I took another step away from him.

“Dan I-" 

"I know I’m terribly sorry please don’t leave me.” Dan sobbed, grabbing my arm and pulling me into an embrace. He held me tight, like he never wanted to let go again. I was reluctant to hug back, but decided to stay strong. I kept my arms by my side as I felt tears hit the top of my head. When I finally had enough, I pushed him away and Dan started crying more. 

“I know I fucked up, lov- Y/N,” Dan paused, remembering that I told him not to call me love earlier, “but please don’t leave. I need you, and I love you. I know I’m a terrible boyfriend but I promi-" 

I finally gave into Dan; I couldn’t take seeing him like this. So, I rested my hand on his cheek. He instantly leaned into my touch, as I wiped away some of his tears. He pulled his hand up, and rested it on mine.

"I just need air, okay Dan? I’ll be back in a few minutes.” I said, giving him a soft smile. Seeing Dan like this broke my heart, and I loved him too much and it hurt me seeing like this. After trying to be strong for so long, I let a few tears drop. I heard Dan hold back another sob, taking his hand away from mine and backing away like he was scared he’d hurt me even more. I could tell Dan felt guilty for saying it, I saw it in his eyes that it hurt him to know that he caused this. I gave another reassuring smile, then turned to open the door. 

I started walking down the stairs of the complex. When I got to the bottom, I heard stumbling from above me, and somebody mumble a soft “ow”. I turned around to see Dan struggling to get his coat on as he runs down the stairs. When he got to the bottom I stared at him with a confused look on my face.

“Um…Dan, what are you doing?”  

“Coming with you.” Dan simply stated. He walked passed me, and opened the door, gesturing for me to walk out first. I walked out, still confused about what he was doing. I walked out into the cold London streets, and looked around before turning back to Dan.

“Dan, when I said I needed air, I meant alone.” I emphasized my last word, but I knew Dan was too stubborn to go back into our flat.  

“I know. But I would be an even more terrible boyfriend if I just let you be alone. I promise I won’t talk if you want silence.” Dan gave me his infamous smirk, and shrugged his shoulders. I rolled my eyes at him, chuckling at his crazy antics, then grabbed his hand. We walked in silence through the cold, busy streets to calm down and think about what just happened. After 10 minutes of walking around in silence, our hands still intertwined, I decided to go into a Starbucks to warm up. 

“Go take a seat, I’ll order for you.” Dan said, letting go of my hand and pointing towards some seats. I walked away, taking a seat as I watched Dan take our orders. Even after a fight, he was still a sweetheart.  He kept looking back at me every few minutes, as if to make sure I was okay. Which, at this point I was. The moment Dan followed me out the door I forgave him for mostly everything. I just wanted to hear him explain why he said what he did. He walked over to our table, our drinks in hand and he gently places them down. He takes the seat across from me, and takes a sip and places his drink down. I was staring at the floor for a while, deep in thought. I looked up to Dan and saw him staring back at me with admiration. 

“What?” I chuckled. He smiled down at the ground, then looked up to me again with a soft look. 

“I thought I was gonna lose you to be honest.” Dan softly said, looked out the window of the Starbucks, staring into the streets. Dan turned back to me, and grabbed my hand from across the table. 

“Well you did tell me to leave.” I laughed coldly. It was true, I had to state the obvious. He shot me an apologetic look, and squeezed my hand. 

“I didn’t mean to. I was stressed, and frustrated. More with myself than you. It’s just-” he readjusts himself in his seat, so he’s leaning closer to me. “I couldn’t believe I made you feel like a burden, and that you thought I didn’t love you anymore. I don’t know what came over me and it was inexcusable what I said to you. But what you should know is that I would never actually mean to say that." 

I gave him a smile, furrowing my eyebrows when I did. "It’s okay Dan." 

"But it’s not okay, Y/N. I’ve treated you terribly these past few weeks and it’s not okay.” Dan let go of my hand and stared at the ground like it was the most interesting thing ever. Knowing Dan, he was probably overthinking this, thinking that at some point I would actually leave him. I didn’t know what to say so I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

“I love you too, Dan.”

“What?” Dan looked up at me again, chuckling a bit at my random outburst.

“I don’t know.” I laughed. “I felt weird not saying it back in our flat. I just want you to know that I love you too.”

Dan laughed at me, shaking his head. However, he got serious quickly again. “I don’t know how to make it up to you, love." 

"As cheesy and cliché as this sounds, you already did when you walked out that flat with me. You being here now is enough.” Dan smiled at me, staring into my eyes before opening his mouth then closing it again. “What is it honey?” I squeezed his hand. 

“Can I kiss you?” He asked. 

I laughed at his question. Did he need to ask? “Why are you asking?" 

"I’m not sure if you wanted me to after what happened.” Dan shrugged. 

I laughed more shaking my head. I let go of his hand, and leaned over the table to give him a soft, loving kiss. He grabbed my cheeks, and gently kissed back.

A/N: Honestly didn’t know how to finish it so I sort of just left it there.

High School! Lai Guanlin

masterlist can be found (here)

requested: yes, 2-3 people did!
disclaimer: this format & moodboard is mine but the photos & au are NOT! 
based off: this prompt (@dailyau & @theappleppielifestyle)
genre(s): high school! au // high-key crack, low-key fluff
a/n: this is me attempting to write at 3am. happy pocky day everyone!

“I’m walking around with just one shoe, I’m half a heart without you.”

  • Favourite subjects are all the languages: English, Korean and he picked Chinese as his foreign language even if he is fluent in it because who doesn’t want a free A1??
  • He loves learning to speak in a different language and it gives him the chance to learn about different cultures and the beauty of it
  • Least favourite subject would be art 
  • His drawing skills go as far as doodling on his notebook and asking him to paint a landscape is such a stretch,,,,
  • The last time his art teacher asked him to do a portrait of his friend, he drew a stickman,,,, who was supposed to be Jinyoung 
  • One of the members of the music club
  • It’s actually just another name for the club where all the rappers/musicians in the school joins
  • ‘I wanna be a swaggy rapper’
  • It’s really chill in the club with good music coming out from the room when they are writing lyrics and practising 
  • Until a rap battle is coming up which is one of the highlights in school
  • They also organize a showcase every year with the dance club and the money goes to a non-profit organization
  • Plays center in the school’s basketball team and one of the main players
  • He didn’t want to join at first cause he wanted to spend time improving his Korean
  • But the team captain, Seonho, insisted after knowing Guanlin used to be the previous captain back when he was studying in Taiwan
  • Seonho: i will buy you megaton ice cream for two weeks
  • Guanlin: we got a deal
  • Voted most likely to be a model because he towers over everyone in the class and like his face??? wow much visual for a 17 year old
  • That student who refused to wear his school blazer and wears his favourite denim jacket instead which makes Student Council President! Daehwi chased after him at all times 
  • He’s the class clown and in charge of sending all the memes in the class chat group
  • His laughter can be heard a mile away but like his laughter is so adorable and precious no one tries to stop him
  • Whenever History Teacher! Jisung makes a joke, he cackles so hard to the brink where tears are threatening to fall out of his eyes
  • Everyone else is just like it wasn’t even that funny ???
  • Dabs in every class photo with fellow friend, Felix #dabnation
  • Has a sticker of his classmates in the most hideous faces possible and spams them in the class snapchat group
  • He literally blackmails his friends into buying him snacks he would send the stickers to their crushes
  • But like people other from his classmates think he’s really scary and unapproachable
  • Like he’s this tall, Taiwanese with a resting bitch face who looks like he can kill you  
  • If he’s not laughing, he comes off as really intimidating when he has his poker face on
  • Not exactly approachable especially when he is focusing on a game or in class
  • But nahhhh he is probably just thinking about his Wooseok hyung
  • Wooseok is the senior in the music club who first helped him with his lyrics and Guanlin has now become part of his fan club
  • Other people also think he can’t speak Korean well
  • If only they can see his score in Korean language where he ranks number 2 in the entire class
  • It’s bcs he speaks Chinese to the prefect, Chenle and like English to the class representative, Daehwi who are part of his ‘squad’
  • And he’s quite shy in the first place so he doesn’t interact with others unless you approach him first
  • He doesn’t speak much Korean, only cause he only started learning it when he moved to Korea
  • He is albeit a bit slow in speaking but do not fight him in reading and writing
  • Stumbles in his pronunciation but still won the school essay writing competition and the teachers were all super impressed,,,, a true legend
  • But the teachers always try to offer as much help as they can since Guanlin is extra hard working and puts in a lot of effort to improve himself
  • You don’t see anyone carrying Korean vocab flashcards everywhere or just having notes on improving his writing
  • Eats enough to supply a mini country, a mountain of side dishes pile up his tray
  • The lunch ladies are so used to him taking extra food
  • But they also save a lot of food for him and sneak it to Guanlin bcs he is so polite and like they want to introduce him to their daughters lmao 
  • That’s when he pulls the language barrier card lmao
  • “I- i don’t uhh know what you are talking about??”
  • Always late to class since he probably missed his bus and woke up late despite having 7 alarms
  • After getting scolded by the teacher, he gets a 10 minute voicemail from Seonho for missing practice
  • Tries to eat his breakfast and snacks in class but is always caught
  • Well, he is so damn obvious???
  • You can literally hear the wrapper being torn and lmao he’s 186cm, it’s difficult to hide with that height no matter how hard he tries
  • Basically you had mutual friends with Guanlin who is, Daehwi, your best friend
  • Lee Daehwi had been your best friend since both of you were in hospital cots and unknown to you, he actually knew Guanlin since they bumped into each other in the library earlier
  • The first time you saw Lai Guanlin, your first sentence had been “Wow this guy is super cute!”
  • It was a week after he had transferred and you didn’t know much about him since you were from different classes and clubs, save for the rumours that travelled around
  • You told Daehwi out loud, even if Guanlin was literally right next to you walking down the staircase LOL
  • But that’s because like everyone at the start, you assumed he wasn’t that good in Korean hence he wouldn’t understand all the slangs you were using in your sentences
  • However, Daehwi knew so he was trying to drop hints by giving you side glances and nudging you to stop further embarrassing yourself but he caught Guanlin throwing him a look
  • Daehwi squinted then he went ‘oh … OH’ and understood what Guanlin meant which was to let you continue and he didn’t really mind
  • That lead to Daehwi acting dumb and agreeing with you, y'all it’s totally fine to just speak about how gorgeous he is because you are speaking kOREAN while snickering when he exchanged glances with Guanlin
  • This went on for some time because somehow you two always end up walking past him at the staircase and it became an inside joke between him and Daehwi
  • He didn’t really mind because he found it hilarious it and tbh your smile and that laughter of yours,,, seemed to be plastered in his mind
  • You were part of the dance team and it was your job this year to be in charge of the performances for the showcase this year
  • It was required for both the dance and music club to send a representative and do the schedule
  • Heading to music club, you found out Guanlin was the one who would be working with you and you were thinking ‘huh what am i going to do, my other langugaes aren’t that strong’  
  • As if he read your mind, he went: ‘I can speak Korean, you know.’
  • You were like hmm okay but in your mind you were like ‘oh oka- WAIT SHIT DOES HE KNOW’
  • “Yes I know I’m good looking thanks to you.”
  • He said it so nonchalantly and you weren’t sure how red your face could go as you covered your face with your hands
  • *breaths in and out* act cool act cool
  • However, that became the start of your friendship since to avoid that incident, you kept asking other things about him
  • That’s how both of you found out that you guys shared a lot of common interest like you were dancing to his favourite artist for the showcase and he was doing a cover to one of your favourite songs
  • After that ‘confrontation’, you two get along very well as the preparation of the showcase progresses
  • Like you will show him the kimbap place you go when you wanted a snack after school and sometimes, Guanlin will show you the lyrics he wrote
  • He also always offered to walk you the bus station and you two promised to cheer the loudest when it comes to each other performances during the showcase
  • Working with him was ,,,,, fun
  • There were snacks going around but things were still completed in time
  • But Guanlin still laughs at you from time to time over that incident and you just glare at him because you no matter what you say, you can’t defend yourself lmao
  • It didn’t take him long to realize his feelings for you and he decided to confess because although he will never it if you ask, the happiness that you bring up in his heart is something he can’t just play off anymore
  • Also because after the showcase ends, he had no reason to just text you or go on after school lunch dates
  • He wasn’t fond of,,,, being back to strangers
  • But he is really inexperienced when it comes to love related things so he tries to find a way to see if he can guarantee that you feel the same way
  • Just because you called him cute does not equal to you wanting to date him so he does it the hard way
  • That includes ‘casually’ asking Daehwi if you had any crushes cause he was just simply ‘curious’
  • When they have a free period together, he will drag Daehwi to a corner and go ‘Hey …. so are they into anyone??’ and Daehwi will start laughing out loud and be like LAI GUANLIN HAS A CRUSH
  • He came to a conclusion that no matter what happens, you never tell Lee Daehwi a secret unless you want the entire school to find out
  • Eventually, Guanlin does tell you,,,, after like two failed attempts because he  tensed up whenever you appear and starts fumbling on his words
  • By the third time, he prepares himself as best as he could and even went out of the way to get you a flower
  • Soooo in your locker, there was a note with a rose, telling you to head to the rooftop after the music showcase
  • When you saw Guanlin, you noticed how hard he’s trying because you know for a fact that he’s always worried about doing something wrong since everyone has such high expectations for him
  • Your heart was accelerating when he smiled at you, looking as if you meant the world to him
  • totally not because wow that stage outfit on him looks perfect and he looked 10 times hotter than usual if that was even possible
  • It’s hard not to think his confession is genuine when ’i like you, will you go out with me?’ comes from his lips
  • When you say yes, he fist palmed to the air then his eyes widen ’…you did noT SEE THAT’
  • But you found it cute and you would’ve stayed longer if not for your class meeting
  • So you pulled him down to your eye level and pressed your lips to his cheek
  • You two go back to your dance crew with your face red but you kept your lips zipped shut when they asked you what happen
  • Until,,,, you received a text later from him and you might not have been asked by the teacher to lower your voice cause you were squealing too loud
  • 'Let’s go on our first date this weekend 😃’
  • He is sort of touchy in the sense that he likes skinship
  • Holding hands is something that happens on the first date itself
  • But he is so shy when it comes to kisses 
  • He never dares to kiss you first except on the forehead after the first kiss
  • Because you can’t tell he’s blushing since he’s tall and can hide his freaking red face
  • You have to tiptoe every time but it’s worth it because kisses with Guanlin
  • …. they make you forget about the world around you and he’s so so gentle and soft with you like his hand go to your nape and one on your waist to help you steady yourself
  • You: “Guanlin, can you hold this for me?”
  • *holds out your hand*
  • Guanlin: “Yeah sure
  • ……….. why am i even dating you”
  • Also Guanlin: *blushes like a 8 year old who watched a kiss scene for the first time*
  • Your locker is filled to the brim with snacks from him
  • It goes from chips to chocolate to just about everything he can find in the snacks department since he always worries you are hungry from your dance practice but he eats half of them when he meets you at your locker
  • On Pocky Day, he purposely put boxes of the chocolate covered sticks in your locker and you went ‘what’s the occasion???’
  • But he caught you by surprise by bitting it off when you had one in your mouth leading to the first kiss you two shared
  • There’s a drink on your test every morning too but you do the same to him with the addition of a post-it note, wishing him good luck for his game later
  • He dies on the inside whenever you wear his jersey and cheer for him during basketball games
  • Gets so hyped and motivated that he ends up being MVP and forces you to treat him bubble tea after that LOL
  • You two are a regular at this bubble tea shop just around the school’s corner which he always gets the same chocolate bubble tea but never fails to try to steal a sip from yours
  • His screensaver is you cheering in his jersey and he looks at it every time before a game
  • Sends you memes to express his love at like 3am
  • You don’t have a photo collection with your boyfriend, you have a meme collection with him #couplegoals
  • Also have the most laidback dates
  • Like just chilling at the cafe and talking
  • But occasionally, you did bring him around Seoul, showing the different tourist landmarks he hasn’t been yet
  • You guys don’t do study dates because you two will end up distracted so he just video calls you
  • But half the time, you two are cracking up over some lame video you or him found on the internet
  • You can watch this, thank me later jk
  • He snapchats with you 25/8 and has no problem he shows you every single that happened in day
  • Your heart never fails to get attacked when he snaps you after basketball practice, sweaty hair getting into his eyes and his face glistening under the sun
  • The only person he is willing to share his food with
  • Always tries to feed you but you just shove it in his mouth instead because he took so much food that you two aRE LATE FOR CLASS
  • The first time he told you 'i love you’ was in Mandarin and you were like ???
  • He never mentioned it again until he said the three words in Korean and told you about it which you tried to make him say it you as guanlin speaking in his native language was one of the most beautiful things you have heard
  • “I-I love you in all languages, that’s enough isn’t it?

Forgot your anniversary - Got7

This was requested by @got7iscool thank you so much for requesting and I hope you enjoy!! Also I may have gotten a bit carried away so they are kinda long oopsie. <3

*credit to gif owners*


You and your expensive dress, perfectly done hair, manicured nails, and pristine makeup that took you hours sat alone in a booth for probably 30 minutes to half an hour waiting. The thought of being stood up on your anniversary never even occurred to you. Mark couldn’t have forgotten. Mark knows better. But after the minutes continued to tick by and the waitress asking if you were still waiting and the multiple sympathetic looks you were fed up.

You took a few dollars out of your clutch to give to your exceptionally patient waitress on the way out. As the host pushed open the door for you, you ran into the man you were just waiting on. He had flowers, red roses to be exact.

“Okay before you scream and kick at me just let me say I’m tremendously sorry, the guys wouldn’t let me leave the studio till we finished the song. I’m so sorry, I love you so much and I didn’t do this on purpose. God you look so beautiful and I know you waited here forever and I-I know this won’t fix everything but I ran past this flower shop and these just looked to good to resist.” Mark sincerely apologizes and hands them to you.

The host looks at you to make sure you’re okay and he could leave without fear of you being hurt. You give him a small nod and he goes back inside to resume his duties.

You grasp the flowers from his hands and a small sigh of relief leaves his mouth. You lift your head up slightly to look at him and his hand cups your cheek softly.

“I love you. I’m sorry.” He gently kisses your forehead and you feel a small smile creep onto your lips.

“I love you too. Are you hungry? I know of this amazing restaurant and it’s super close.” You joke making both of you giggle, he wraps an arm around your shoulder as you head back through the doors.


You meticulously placed blue and white tissue paper over the opening of the gift bag, making sure it was packaged absolutely perfect. You spent weeks planning and ordering this gift for Jaebum for your 2 year anniversary today. You wanted to surprise him with it at work so after dressing up in your nicest sundress and nude strappy sandals you made your way to JYPE. The secretary knew your face by now and instantly let you through without any trouble. You practically skipped your way up to the studio where they were currently working on a new album for the next comeback. The bright yellow and blue of your dress reflected your peppy attitude, it radiated into the studio as soon you opened the door.

“Y/n!” Jackson stands and hugs you tightly.

“To what do I owe this surprise?” Jaebum looked at you with a smirk and you tilted your head slightly.

He must be feigning confusion.

“Oh don’t play dumb~ it’s our anniversary!” You pinch his cheeks and feel him freeze under your touch.

“Y/n…let me explain.” Jaebums voice was steady as he motioned for the other boys to leave.

“You-you forgot?” If he hadn’t known you so well he wouldn’t have heard your voice tremble, but he does, and he did.

“I’m so sorry Y/n, there’s no excuse that can fix this.” His voice was serious, he knew he messed up.

Jackson suddenly walked back in and messed with the soundboard and before either of you could yell at him he left. Your eyebrows furrowed as a sweet familiar piano tune filled the room along with the purest voice you’ve ever heard. Jaebums.

JB’s voice softly sang lyrics to your favorite song, My Answer by EXO. You sat down on the couch and he watched you with careful eyes as you started swaying along with the music. He sang it for you. He recorded the piano for you.

“Listen, I don’t expect this to change anything-“ You cut off his ramble with a kiss.

“Shut up JB, it’s okay. You’re allowed to forget things you have a huge career and a lot of pressure on you. That was really sweet of you to record that song for me, I love you.” You kissed him again and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“I’m gonna make it up to you tonight baby, just wait.” He pulled away for a mere second before connecting your lips once again in a passionate kiss.


Jinyoung never forgot anything. Never. Not even your parents anniversary date which was still fuzzy to even you sometimes. So when he didn’t come home for your anniversary dinner date you were concerned. You picked up your phone and dialed him, he answered in the first ring which calmed your rapidly beating heart.

“Hey baby what’s up?” He answered the phone cooly.

What’s up? What’s up??

Just wondering when you would be home for our dinner, our anniversary dinner. Remember?” You made sure to put the emphasis on anniversary.

“Oh-oh my god. I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Oh my god I’m so sorry.” Jinyoung’s voice was full of stress and genuine guilt as he realized what he had done.

“See you then.” You hung up and ran your fingers through your hair.

Of all the things he remembers, your five year anniversary isn’t one of them. You shimmied out of your nice dress and kicked your heels back inside your closet and climbed into bed. You shoved your face into the pillows and curled up into a fetal position. Some time later you heard the front door open and close then your bedroom door creaked open. You heard his light steps on the hardwood floor as he slid out of his sneakers and gently laid down next to you, obviously thinking your asleep.

“I’m sorry baby, I love you so much. We just finished a song today and the guys wanted to celebrate. I’m so so sorry, I’ll do anything you want.” Jinyoungs soft voice contaminates any negative thoughts you might’ve had about him.

You turned over to face him with raised eyebrows and he smiled at you, feeling a wave of relief over the fact that you didn’t seem too upset about his slip up.

“Anything?” A smirk grew on your face and he knew he was in for some trouble.

“Anything baby, just let me know.” He nods and you tap your chin for a moment.

“Start cleaning babe, I’ll tell you when to stop.” You kiss his cheek and push him out of bed.


“Y/nnnn~” Jackson’s drunk whiny voice was on the other line.

You scoffed at him, first he doesn’t call telling you he’s going out, totally forgets it’s your anniversary, and on top of all that, he has the nerve to drunk dial you.

“Where are you?” You started pulling on flat shoes instead of the stilettos you wore for the dinner he forgot about.

“Ahh uh- jaebummie where are-“ “Hey, Y/n its JB I’m really sorry for causing you trouble. We are at the Octagon club just off Gangnam-gu.” Jaebum cut off Jackson’s voice and for that you were kinda thankful.

“Did he happen to mention it was our anniversary?” Your curiosity gets the best of you as you step out the door.

“Oh my god, no he didn’t. Y/n I’m sorry I wouldn’t have let him-“ “No worries bummie, not your fault. I’ll be there in a few.” You cut off the rambling boy with sweet intentions as you started the car.

When you arrived at the club you saw Jaebum holding up Jackson and you could visibly see both of their ears perk up. You unlocked the door and got out to help him strap Jackson into the car. You kissed Jaebums cheek and told him thank you for taking care of your boyfriend.

You turned your focus back on the boy who totally, 100%, without a doubt forgot it was your 3 year anniversary. About 5 minutes from home was when Jackson finally spoke.

“Jagi? Did I forget something? You look dressed up.” His words slurred together but you could decipher enough.

“Yes Jackson, you did.” You sighed and pulled into the driveway.

You helped him up and into the house, changing his clothes and laying him on his side in the bed. You were far too upset to sleep in the same bed so you grabbed a sheet and your pillow to head to the couch.

In the morning Jackson felt a heavy pounding in his head and his heart when he realized you weren’t in bed with him. When he saw you on the couch it dawned on him what he had done.

“Baby? I’m sorry I’m so so sorry.” Jackson wakes you up by shaking you lightly till your eyes flutter open.

“It’s-its fine jackson.” You stretch and he shakes his head no.

“Get ready whenever, I’m gonna make breakfast and I’m taking you shopping. I’m gonna spoil the hell out of you because you deserve it.” Jackson was already making his way to the kitchen before you even had time to react.


Youngjae never forgot special days, he would wake you up with breakfast in bed and a pretty flower laying on the tray. Then he would give you a small gift and take you out to your favorite places. But today, nothing. You woke up and he was gone, not in the kitchen, living room, or the office. He couldn’t have forgotten right? Right?

You decided to not make a big deal of it and make yourself breakfast, you settled on a waffle and some orange juice. You sat at the breakfast bar, absentmindedly scrolling on your phone.

Eventually you finish your food and take a shower, hoping by then he’s back home, ready to celebrate your anniversary. But when you got out, he still wasn’t there, he did text you however.

Good morning babe, figured you’re up now. Went to the studio for the day text me if you need anything. Love you

You re-read the words “for the day” over and over, he really didn’t remember. You sighed and typed a variety of messages before deleting them. You decided on a simple “okay love you”.

Hours passed, mindlessly watching Seinfeld and Friends reruns on some channel you landed on. You were hurt that he forgot but chalked it up to the upcoming comeback and the creation of new concepts. It was around dinner time when you assumed he’d be home soon, you started making dinner after tidying up the apartment.

You were halfway through dinner when the front door opened and a small golden retriever puppy trotted in with its tongue out making you giggle. You knelt down and turned the puppies tag over to look at who the owner might be and engraved into the metal you see: I’m sorry, happy 2nd anniversary xx

Your eyebrows furrowed until Youngjae walked in with a guilty look on his face. He remembered. “I’m so sorry Y/n, I don’t know what happened. I lost track of the days and I’m sorry. I hope he can make up for all the stuff we missed out on doing today.” Youngjae picks up the puppy and wraps an arm around your waist.

“I forgive you, what’s his name?” You kiss his cheek and pet the puppies head.

“Deuce?” Youngjae asks and you nod with a giggle, letting the punny name roll off your tongue.


You waited patiently for him to return your calls and texts while you sat alone at a two person table in your favorite coffee shop. You hadn’t even ordered yet and a familiar waitress set your regular order down on the table.

“Thank you.” You smile kindly at her and she returns the smile before tending to other tables.

You and Bammie visit here very often, at least once, sometimes twice a week for a year. You both thought it would be very reminiscent if for your one year anniversary you had a date here. But someone seemed to forget this special day. You dialed his number once again and put the phone up to your ear. It rang before a very out of breath bambam answered.

“I’ll be right there I’m so sorry please still love me. I-I got caught up with the guys and when I realized what day it was…God I’m so sorry Y/n. I’m almost there! Please wait!” Bambam stuttered and breathed heavily on the other end, leaving you to just say “Okay”.

Not a minute later bambam walked in looking very disheveled and his silver hair was all over the place but the smile on his face was blinding when he saw you. You noticed a small blue bag in his hand and raised your eyebrows.

“We agreed on no gifts Bammie.” You said as he set the bag down in front of you, taking a seat in the empty chair.

“Well after your shitty boyfriend forgot I figured it was fine. I’m sorry again.” He kisses your forehead and you couldn’t help but smile.

He watched you take the tissue paper out one by one until a long royal blue velvet box was left at the bottom. You picked it out and moved the bag and paper to the side. You lifted the box open and gasped when you saw the gorgeous silver and diamond studded necklace.

“Do-do you like it? I’m not trying to bribe you, I was running here and I passed a jewelry store with that in the window. I had to.” He stood up and his hands picked up the necklace to help put it on you.

You moved your hair to the front as the cool silver landed on your collar bones and bambams fingers fumbled with the clasp.

“I love it bammie, thank you.” You turned around and kissed his lips.

“I love you Y/n, I promise not to forget again.” His voice held a certain sincerity that let you know he was 100% serious about this.


You tapped your bare foot impatiently as you stood in front of your front door, just waiting for him to come home. He forgot your anniversary, your 2 year anniversary to be exact. You wore your favorite skintight black dress with matching stiletto’s for about an hour until you accepted that he totally forgot about the dinner you two had planned together.

Fed up, you picked your phone up to dial his number just as the door opened revealing him. He crept in the door, shrinking inch by inch as your gaze never let up from him. You couldn’t help but see and smell the take out in his hands, you cursed your stomach for growling and pulling a chuckle from him and you.

“Baby…I know no amount of apologizing will fix this but I’m so sorry. Here, you’re probably starving.” Yugyeom sat the food down in the kitchen and took out utensils for you.

You sat at the table with your best poker face as he watched you open your container and pour it into a bowl. As you were slurping the noodles he chuckled again and wiped the mess off your face.

“Did you bring this thinking it would make everything better?” You question him and he nodded shyly.

“Umm kinda? But I really am sorry, I’ll make it up to you I promise.” Yugyeom smiled but quickly put on a serious face knowing you were upset.

You cursed yourself once again, this time for not being able to resist the giant in front of you. You leaned forward to kiss him and when he leaned in you slapped the back of his head.

“Ah!” “You deserved that, don’t do it again.” You cut off his whine and scolded him before leaning in once again but actually connecting your lips this time.

Danganronpa Non-Despair Au Shipping Headcanons

This is kinda just my musings on how certain couples would have gotten together and other headcanons about them in a non-despair au. I’m going to cover Ishimondo, Naegami, Komahina and Soudam. I’m keeping this PG-13 but I might do another later that’s has my 18+ headcanons.

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Friends Part 7

Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2276

Warnings: Angst, fuffly ( and a lot of confused people)

Thank you @amrita31199 you are amazing.

credits to the gif owners

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

You wake up feeling awful, your head is hurting like hell and you feel weak. You know that you need to get up, put some clothes on and eat some breakfast. But you don’t want to move, you are so comfortable and for a brief moment, you feel normal and safe between your sheets.

Unfortunately, the moment doesn’t last long, all the events of yesterday reappear in your mind all at once but this time you can see things with a little more clarity.

You are stuck in a dilemma between sense and sensibility.

You are so overwhelmed by your own feelings that you decide to take the advice of one of your favorite professors in college.Every time that you are feeling confused or your feelings are overpowering you, you should write a letter to yourself explaining what is going on.

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anonymous asked:

Hiya! Can I request RFA/Saeran+MC going grocery shopping together? Could you also include which aisle they would spend the longest time in? I hope that's not too much >.< Have a lovely day~

Here ya go! Grocery shopping is nice because there’s a lot of food and I’m quite fond of that stuff.


  • Ok but this boy knows what’s up
  • He’s been to the grocery store so many times, he can probably finish all his shopping with his eyes closed (or at least one of them closed if you know what I mean hahahhaha sorry)
  • He’s like those moms who are into super couponing probably because his own mom was too
  • He has a whole binder full of coupons waiting to be used, and he’s categorized them all according to types and %off.
  • Even if you’ve been grocery shopping before, going with Yoosung is a whole other deal
  • Jeez is it intense
  • Though who knew browsing the vegetable aisle with this boy by your side would prove to be such an enlightening experience?
  • Unless you tell him you already know most of the stuff he’s saying, Yoosung will not hesitate to stop in front of every single thing and tell you about its various uses in cooking, or just life in general
  • And by every single thing I mean every single damn thing, even if it’s considered elementary knowledge
  • “This is a banana—“
  • “I know Yoosung,I know.”
  • He’ll also teach you really simple recipes while you load up your cart with food
  • “If you have trouble sleeping, heat up some milk and sprinkle some powdered nutmeg into it!” actually very comforting imo
  • “For really brown bananas, if you don’t want to eat them or can’t use them at the moment, put them in the freezer and you can make yummy banana bread with them later!”
  • “If you ever slice apples and want to prevent them from turning brown, just dip them in a bit of lemon juice!”
  • Thank you Yoosung Sensei
  • Every time you go grocery shopping together, you know you’ll return home feeling like you just took an intensive nutrition class

Spends longest time in:

Literally everywhere????

The only aisle he doesn’t really visit is the liquor aisle, but other than that he’ll spend the same amount of time in each place. Occasionally he will steer clear of the milk section after remembering some, ah, unpleasant memories


  • Okay so he’s not quite a dolt when it comes to grocery shopping that’s for sure, like he knows about the basics, and of course he’s a beer expert
  • Though he is nowhere close to being on Yoosung’s Godly Grocery level
  • and Zen will never admit that he doesn’t know jack shit about what he buys most of the time
  • He’ll try to seem knowledgeable just for you, and he does want you to eat healthy (”Fruits and vegetable ares good for the skin! Though my skin is already amazing enough.” thank you zen that makes me feel so much better about myself)
  • But he’s not sure what to do with 90% of the stuff he puts in your cart
  • When you guys go home, he’ll sneak a phone call to Yoosung, list all the items that he bought, and Yoosung in turn will teach him a few possible recipes
  • Tbh usually such a phone call would sound like some shady drug dealing cuz it starts all like:
  • “Hey, Yoosung,” Zen casts a wary eye around before whispering, “I’ve got new goods.  Can you hook me up with some plans?”
  • But it’s okay, you’ll relax once you hear them talking about the properties of lettuce
  • “Zen, let me get this straight. You bought a whole octopus…without actually knowing how to cook it?!”
  • “Uh, yeah.”
  • “WHY?!”
  • “Well, I can’t be her knight in shining armor if I don’t know how to deal with a mere octopus!”
  • When Seven hears about this, he’s all like “move aside fabled evil dragon, the princess in the tower is now guarded by a wriggling, squishy octopus. How will Zen slay the mighty beast?”

Spends longest time in:

Cosmetics aisle! And I mean spends a loooooooooooooOOOng time. He wants you to try stuff on. Then he wants you to give him a makeover. Then he wants to take pictures. Then he finds new products to try. The infernal cycle begins again. 


  • She never really had any  time to go grocery shopping before, and so she would just buy her meals from the convenience store
  • So the first time you went shopping together, oh boy was this girl lost
  • Although she knows all the fruits and vegetables and different types of meat, so the basics,  she just doesn’t know what to buy because there are so many choices??
  • She just wants to buy everything and try it all 
  • And so she does
  • You’re zooming around all the aisles, and soon each of you have your own cart chock full of food
  • In the end, two end up buying too much and invite Yoosung over to help y’all cook 
  • “Okay, I get that you wanted to buy a lot to get variety, but that does not explain why you had to buy 10 packs of meat and a total of 5 types of squash,” says Yoosung, mildly exasperated. 

Spends the longest time in:

The bakery section! She likes to look at their desserts to get inspiration, and will sometimes by those that catch her fancy. Although she also does spend a lot of time in the coffee section, however, there usually isn’t a lot of variety so she tends to be a bit disappointed. 


  • h a H
  • Jumin Han grocery shopping?
  • “Why go to the grocery store when the grocery store could come to you?”
  • babe PLS
  • “If you really want to make food yourself, why don’t you just order the ingredients online?”
  • Because grocery shopping is fun? sometimes
  • If you’re so insistent about going to the store, he’s 100% down to open one someplace in the building just for you.
  • Once you turn down all his extravagant ideas and manage to drag his fine ass to the store, Jumin is frowning.
  • Just like Yoosung, he’ll stop in front of every product there is. But this time, he’ll talk about them from a business perspective.
  • “If a watermelon costs this much for one pound, then for it to be of a profitable price, the amount of edible watermelon must be equal to—”
  • “Jumin we’ve been standing here for ten minutes.”
  • He’ll still occasionally stop to calculate the price per consumable unit though
  • Mutters to himself the whole time
  • But he proves to be immensely useful 
  • You’re comparing two types of dumplings, different companies, slightly different prices
  • “Jumin, which one comes out to be the best buy?”
  • Hoooooooh he’ll go all out 
  • He compares approximate size of dumplings, nutritional values, price per unit, reputability of manufacturer, you name it
  • So when you go grocery shopping, always bring yourself a Jumin Han to buy the best products in the store
  • Also because this rich boy is really cute when he wanders around, a little crease between his eyebrows, whispering equations to himself under his breath as he trails behind you like a little kid

Spends longest time in:

Pet food aisle, duhh. Would never dare feed Elly ‘commoner cat food’, though he’ll consider it if you make some brand suggestions. On a side note I feel like Jumin has tried Elly’s food before, especially if it’s something she seems to really like. “Maybe I can replicate this taste but make it something safe for humans to eat?”


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  • First of all, you guys are never both walking.  Either you’re in the cart and he pushes, or the other way around.
  • Here’s the thing though, he’s not so much in the cart as under it
  • I saw a picture of this but I can’t find it… you know how there’s usually a rack beneath the cart? Yeah, he just lies down on that.
  • If you leave him under the cart and wander too far away, he will yell “MArcO!” until you answer “polo” in an equally loud manner
  • This has gotten you kicked out more than a couple of times
  • “What do you mean soda and chips aren’t enough to sustain the human body?”
  • “What’s a vegetable?”
  • It’s like, he knows of the stuff, but he’s never seen any in person
  • “Wow…that’s…is that really an orange? In flesh????”
  • “This is edible?” he says, holding a pack of shrimp in his hands
  • While in the frozen food section: “I wonder what would happen if we blended a pizza, and then used that pizza to make pizza sauce for another pizza? Like…pizzaception.
  • you guys actually tried doing that but regretted it because that shit was disgusting
  • Food puns
  • He will try to be more serious if you tell him, but why would you? 
  • Saeyoung makes grocery shopping seem like an adventure

Spends longest time in:

I mean when he’s under the cart he doesn’t really have a choice so he’ll chill there and contemplate whether or not he should lick the floor while you get the food.  However, if he’s the one pushing you, you bet he’ll head straight to the snack section. That’s his turf. Will glower at those who dare approach his precious chips. “So um Saeyoung are we just gonna wait around here and chase people away all day or…?” 


  • He’s the type of kid that has absolutely no idea about anything
  • He’ll point at a cabbage and call it a cucumber
  • He says carrots grow on trees
  • You get a lot of stares because he calls everything by the wrong name with so much confidence
  • The baby is super proud of himself and you don’t have the heart to tell him he’s wrong
  • That changes when Yoosung goes shopping with him once though.  Yoosung almost cried when Saeran asked him what this weird, round white thing was called (answer: an oinion. HAH SAERAN IS LIKE AN ONION, HE HAS LAYERS HAHAHAHAHHA I’M SO FUNNY)
  • Yoosung lowkey kidnaps Saeran and they have a study session together where Saeran learns about the marvelous world of fresh produce
  • But once you go back to the store together after he studied hard, it’s so precious
  • Saeran correctly identifies most of the stuff, but after every time he names something, he’ll glance at you, as if waiting for your approval
  • once you give him a tiny nod, a smile playing around your lips, his eyes will just light the fuck up and ;sdfja;lskdfjaslkdfja the baby bean is gonna blush a lil’ because w oW he did it???
  • Saeran reverts back to a toddler when y’all go to the store, you better hold his hand or he’ll wander off and get lost in another dimension

Spends longest time in:

ya, the ice cream section. you can get ice cream on a stick?? w h at???? a pre made ice cream cone???? w HA t??? I CAN BUY TWO LITERS BUCKETS OF ICE CREAM??? W  H AT?!??!??!?! It’s a Saeran heaven and half the bill goes to his own, full cart of ice cream. 

anonymous asked:

Oh, could you please do Yandere!Jungkook, Smut? (Please and Thank You)

Warning: Smut

He was handsome. There was no doubt about it. He was the typical shy type. Not much emotion was showed towards others, though as soon as you entered a room he was in, you noticed he would always perk up a little. Like he was waiting for you. You never thought much of it, just that maybe it was a stupid little crush he had on you. Though your friends told you otherwise. That he wasn’t necessarily the person you thought he was. Not as innocent, and his face was all a mask of what hid deep inside. But something inside you just couldn’t resist what he had.

“Y/n, you made it!”

Your class mate said as you walked through their front door of their sorority house. They were holding a small party for one of the girls boyfriends birthday, though you noticed almost everyone in your year was already there. You smiled towards your friend and headed towards the kitchen, instantly wanting to start drinking. 

2 hours later

“Dam girl slow down, who you drinking for?”

You skulled your 6th drink quickly, already feeling way past tipsy seeing as you also had 3 shots earlier in the evening. 

“I’m not drinking for anyone. Just me, myself and I boo.”

You slurred looking around the room to see if you could spot a cute guy. There were many but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t looking for Jungkook. Tonight was the night you were going to confront him about the weird behaviour, but being the drunk state you were, something else was burning inside of you. You wanted him. The thought of him just got you going. The mysterious and somewhat dangerous stare he would give you when you looked at him, how perfect his hair always looked, and the occasional smirk he would do when he knew you were looking at him just made your heart beat like crazy and your core heat up quicker than any other guy you’d been with. He was honestly the sexiest guy you’d seen in your whole 20 years of your existence, and that’s why your heart skipped rapidly when you spotted him talking with a group of boys you always saw him with. His attire complemented his body so well, with his tight black jeans and white v-neck shirt, his black hair parted and those god dam earrings he always wore just made him look like a dream. 

“Don’t do it girl.”

Your friends voice shook you out of your thoughts. You cleared your throat and looked away from him.

“Do what?”

“Do him. We’ve been telling you he’s trouble from day one for a reason.”

You rolled your eyes. Yes he was taller and more muscular than you but he seemed so harmless. Like he couldn’t hurt a fly. You couldn’t stop your thoughts running wild. Just imagining him pinning you against a mattress, his body against yours as he kissed you desperately made your knees weak and the more you thought about it, the more you wanted it. 

“I know, I know. I won’t go through with it. You know me.”

You lied, acting like the innocent girl your friends all thought you were. This seemed to be the only reasonable opportunity for you to sleep with him so you were going to take it, but discretely. 

“I’ll be back in soon, I’m going for a smoke.”

You said, rummaging through your purse for the pack you bought specifically for tonight. Although you were only a social smoker, you felt like you needed this right now to calm your emotions. 

Stepping outside in the cool air, you took a deep breath, quickly lighting up your cigarette. What were you going to do? He was getting to you so badly. You even recall watching him lick his lips and feeling way too turned on by it. You suddenly jumped feeling a hand placed on your shoulder, and turned to see who it was. Instantly your head started to rush when you saw him, and how close he was to you. A small smile came over his face as he looked at yours, almost like he was studying your reaction.


He whispered, and you felt your face get hotter with how low his voice sounded. You bit your lip, subconsciously looking him up and down, somehow gaining your confidence back. You let a smirk play on your lips as you looked into his eyes, bringing your cigarette up to take a quick drag. 


You said a little more seductively then you intended. He just smirked and bit his lip hard. 

“Do you mind if I have one?”

You honestly didn’t take him to be a smoker, but then again, you didn’t know him at all. Reaching into your purse, you pulled out one and handed it to him along with the lighter.

“You don’t look like you’d smoke. I’ve never seen you on campus with one.”

He sighed, expressing a cocky grin as he leant against the porch railing, your shoulders now touching. It had honestly felt like electricity surged through your body for that split second, soon being replaced by warmth. 

“I keep it on the low. Though I haven’t been for long. I saw you having one one day and thought you looked so hot, so I thought why not take it up, maybe you’ll notice me.” 

Maybe your drunk state made you think that statement was cute, because the little voice that you couldn’t even hear anymore was trying to break through telling you that it was a little weird. 

“You’re so cute. Though you didn’t have to pick up such a bad habit for me to notice you. I’ve known who are for a long time now.” 

Your back was leaning against the railing so you could see perfectly inside the front window to the party, as well as two of your friends glancing at the two of you on the porch. You mouthed an ‘it’s okay’ towards them, hoping that they would think you’re just talking and nothing more. You wanted them to stop watching you so you could just sneak off with him somewhere. You turned your head and attention back towards him and watched him take a drag from his cigarette. God he looked so good. His innocence he gave off was totally masked by this sexy, bad boy image he’d pulled out tonight and it wasn’t helping your body stay calm at all. 

“Is that so?”

His eyes were baring into yours know and you could feel the heat between the two of you. He was so close to you now that the faint musk of his cologne was clouding your brain over the smell of burning tobacco. You couldn’t help but look at his lips, wanting to taste him so badly. 


Your friend had burst through the front door to come out and distract you. You groaned in frustration but not loud enough for her to hear. You moved away from him quickly, putting your cigarette out in an empty cup on the outside table. You went to follow her inside and as she entered first, you turned around to look at him again. As you saw his eyes on you, you held up all of your fingers, mouthing ‘10 minutes’ to him, pointing over towards the dark section of the front yard over the porch, against the house. He nodded towards you, smirking as he flicked his cigarette over the railing. 

The only excuse you could think of was faking a call. You had to leave with him otherwise it wouldn’t happen. You watched him talking with his friends, just like any normal guy. When he looked up at you from across the room, you snapped and pulled your phone out instantly, walking off with it to your ear away from your friends. You were no actor but right now, it was coming so naturally you were shocked with yourself when you returned to your friends with a saddened expression on your face.

“I’m so sorry guys, I’ve got to go catch a cab to my parents place, something bad has happened and I need to be there with them. I’ll talk about it on Monday just right now isn’t a good time.” 

Every one of your friends felt terrible for what random shit you just decided to come up with but you didn’t care. Your mind was so clouded with lust that you would do anything for it right now. As you headed towards the front door, your friends following behind you, you winked towards Jungkook. He saw, and smiled softly towards you, making you think he got what you were getting at. 

You started walking down the street towards your dorm building on campus, which luckily for you, was so close to your friends house, though as you turned around to see if your friends had gone back inside, you ran to the nearest bush, hiding out of sight to sus out what you were going to do. You waited a few minutes, realising your 10 minute request had expired. Though from where you were standing, you could faintly see someone standing right where you pointed to meet Jungkook down the side of the house. Your stomach turned and you just went for it, running close to all the houses along the street just to get back to meet him. If you weren’t highly intoxicated you would have thought you were being beyond stupid and the effort you were putting into this was ridiculous but, you were determined to get what you wanted. 

“You took your time.”

He whispered laughing at you being out of breath. Though you just giggled and walked up to him, pushing your body against his. Your hands made their way around his neck and he leaned down, your lips finally connecting. God he felt good. His smell and his taste. The way he moved his tongue against yours was making your head spin. It wasn’t long before you were moaning into the kiss, his hands gripping your ass under your short, black dress, only pushing you against him harder. You suddenly felt him harden against your hip and he instantly pulled away, clearly not wanting things to get too out of hand out here. 

“Come back to mine, it’s just down the road.”

He whispered, his eyes half lidded as he caressed your cheek. You nodded and sneakily followed him away from the house, holding his hand tightly.

5 minutes later, you reached his dorm. You were wondering where the somewhat cocky, confident Jungkook had gone. The trip to dorm was quiet though you were both rushing, and now seeing him slowly unlock his door, in no rush at all, made you question if he still wanted what you wanted. 

As his door flung open, he pulled you gently towards his bed, suddenly making you feel fragile. You sat down, watching him rummage through a box that had something written on the side. You rubbed your eyes thinking your vision was off when it looked like the end of half of your name, though his voice made you look away and back at him instantly.

“Sorry, it’s just that, you’re important to me. I want this to be important… and amazing for you.” 

You smiled, thinking he was sweet. Though this was a one night stand, right? You didn’t know anything about him and frankly, you only ever thought about having sex with him, nothing else. He stood up, kicking the box gently out of sight under his desk. His hands were filled with candles, and as he started placing them around the room, you stood up, giggling a little.

“Jungkook, we don’t need those, honestly. Just come here, I’ll make you feel good.”

He didn’t stop placing them, and just laughed at your words. You watched him intensely as he started lighting each of the candles. A not so good feeling stirring in your stomach suddenly. 

“Y/n, I want this to be all about you.”

He whispered lighting the last one. You were confused now. His words were making you think too much because this wasn’t how you thought it would play out at all. He stepped over to the front door where the light switch was and flicked it off, leaving you visible in the dull orange hue of the candles. He stepped towards you, his forehead resting against yours now as one of his hands gently cupped your face.  

“Tell me what you want me to do baby.”

His tone made you forget that weird feeling you had in your stomach and you clung onto his shirt, wanting it off. 

“Kiss me.”

Was all you could say. His lips were gentle against yours, not like before against the house. He was taking his time, though you could honestly say you were ready to go now. You attempted to initiate the excitement from earlier by kissing him harder though he just laughed and pulled away from your lips. 

“Can we just, go slow?”

You pouted your lips a little, not understanding why he was being like this. He chuckled softly, lifting his thumb up to brush against your bottom lip.

“You’re so cute. Don’t pout like that, you’re driving me crazy.”

“So are you. C’mon, this isn’t our wedding night, just fuck me already.”

You whined, Pulling up his shirt. Surprisingly, he let you take it off, and everything about his body was driving you crazy. He was so toned and strong, you couldn’t hold back the moan in your throat as you dragged your nails down his stomach lightly. You didn’t regret that action either, the soft whimper that you heard fall from his lips went straight to your core, and you looked up at him with pleading eyes. 

“Please Jungkook, just fuck me. I need you so badly.” 

Your fingers were hooked on the waistband of his jeans. You wanted them off so badly but with how he was acting, you knew to be cautious. 

“Just relax baby, I will. But I want to see all of you first.” 

The words coming from his mouth made you blush for some reason. He was treating you like you two had been in a relationship for years and were having sex for the first time. It was annoying the crap out of you, so to hurry things up, you lifted your dress off quickly, chucking it somewhere in the room, and as soon as your hands went behind your back to remove your bra, his moved to stop you.

“Hey y/n, I said slow down. Let me do it for you.”

You had given up, your arms dropped to your sides and you decided to ride out this weird fantasy he had going.


Was all you could say as you looked down. His hand lifted your chin up to look him in the eyes and his smile made everything feel like it hadn’t just happened. Why the hell did he have this affect on you?

“Don’t you dare apologise beautiful.” 

He had decided to take your words somewhat into account as his lips hit yours again. His hands now gripped your hips, pushing you towards his bed again. As you fell back, your lips disconnecting from his, he knelt in between your legs, staring at your body. It was like he was nervous.

“Take it off Jungkook. Just take it all off. I want you too.”

You tried to sound sweet and encouraging because that seemed to work with him better then sounding desperate. A shy smile came across his face as he hooked his fingers around the waistline of your panties. You lifted your hips so he could pull them off, and he did, but incredibly slowly, which brought you to more frustration which you somehow were hiding well. Once he had finally got them off, he was just staring at you, his hands moving slowly up and down the insides of your thighs. You bucked your hips that way he’d get the idea as well as shooting him an encouraging look. You watched him get out of his jeans awkwardly and noticed the bulge already obvious in his grey briefs. How could he be so turned on but so calm? He decided to hover over you, finally letting you feel him against your core. You moaned a little when you felt how hard he was and he kissed you once again. 

You couldn’t lie, he was an amazing kisser and although he was taking his time, you were slowly starting to enjoy it. Your hands were tangled in his hair, your hips moving slowly with his as you both occasionally moaned against each other. His hands had finally moved down to remove your bra, and once it was off, his attention was redirected to your breasts. He moved down, taking one of your nipples in his mouth, your back arching as his hand played gently with the other. Your whole body was writhing underneath him and the more he teased you the more you just wanted to take control over him. 

“Oh my god, you’re so beautiful y/n.”

He whispered as he kissed down your stomach. You watched his head stop right above your core and you thought to yourself, finally! Your eyes were pleading as he looked up at you and all you could do was lightly push his head further down. He laughed quietly but complied easier than he had all night, his tongue coming in contact with your clit softly, making you whimper. He teased you with gentle strokes of his tongue against your folds, working you up to a complete mess. He didn’t feel too experienced, though he wasn’t entirely bad either. His tongue was focusing on your clit directly now, his tongue swirling almost every way possible and your moans were becoming louder and louder as he continued.

“Fuck, Jungkook. Keep going.”

The words were breathless out of your mouth but finally, you were so close to your release. Pulling at his hair, you composed yourself, pulling him away. 

“Now Jungkook, please.”

He didn’t take long to remove his briefs and your eyes widened as you licked your lips. My god he was a good size. No one would think just from looking at him but dam, the boy had something going for him. 

“Oh god, you’re so big baby. You’re going to feel so good inside me.” 

When you didn’t hear anything from him, you looked away from his length and back up to his face. He was blushing. Like crazy and for some reason, that was turning you on even more. Was this boy really that innocent? Then it hit you.

“Jungkook, are you okay?”

He finally looked back at you, a small smile forming on his face. He laughed, nodding his head. You cocked your head to the side because no guy had ever acted like this with you before.

“Are you… a virgin?”

It was all you could think of that would make all this weirdness make sense. And if that was the case, you wouldn’t consider it weird, if anything you felt for him if it was his first time. He had tried so hard to make it work if that was the case. 

“Um, no. I just… you’re taking my breath away with how perfect you are. I never thought I’d get this far with you ever.” 

Well, okay. He really wasn’t good at trying to keep things mutual. You wanted to forget the awkwardness and just feel him though. You were so determined. It had been so long since you had slept with someone and you were almost there with him. He’s hot, just focus on how hot he is. 

“You’re so sweet Jungkook, you don’t have to win me over though. Just relax and do it.”

He smiled, resting his forehead to yours as you felt him position himself at your entrance. You couldn’t think straight now, his lips were on yours again as he slowly pushed himself inside you. He was filling you up so good that it was hard to believe you probably would never do this with him again. Once he was all the way inside of you, he stopped kissing you and stared into your eyes as if he was trying to connect with you. It was intense you had to admit but you just wanted him to move, so you bucked your hips gently, making you moan softly. 

“God… y/n.”

You did it again when he didn’t decide to move even after the first attempt, and you just watched his reaction again.

“Jungkook, please move.”

Right after those words left your mouth, he moved, thrusting out of you half way, really slowly, and then back in a little faster. It took him a while to find a good pace but you knew he wasn’t going rough on you at all. His eyes were on you the whole time and you were clinging to him like crazy as he managed to gently hit that spot inside of you. You had never experienced sex like this. Not even with your first, serious boyfriend. If you and Jungkook were dating you felt that this would have been so amazing and emotional but you weren’t, so you weren’t sure on how to feel about the whole situation. But your mind zoned away from your thoughts as soon as you felt pleasure slowly overcome your body. His low whimpers were filling your ears making the heat in your body rise. He sounded so sexy and the way he moaned your name was bringing you closer to the edge. You could tell he was close too just by the way his body was tensing up. 

“Jungkook, I’m so close baby keep going.”

He moaned against your neck as he marked you softly, finally speeding up his thrusts a little more, and that was it. The feeling of his hips smacking harder against yours, along with his amazing aim at your g spot sent you over the edge screaming out his name. Literally seconds after, the choked moan that came out of his mouth caused you to tighten around him subconsciously and as you felt him fill you up, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He kissed you passionately as you both tried to calm down. He pulled out of you, lying down next to you as he traced your stomach. 

You didn’t know what to do now. Were you supposed to leave? Usually you would but you didn’t know with Jungkook after all that. 

“Can you stay the night?”

And there was your answer. You just nodded and cuddled up to him, closing your eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly. 

The next morning, you woke up early, being in a foreign bed and all. You remembered last night so well for some reason. Most times you had a one night stand and you were that drunk you only remembered parts of the night but this one, you remembered almost everything. You remembered the weirdness, the comments, but you remembered how good he made you feel too, which made you feel guilty about doubting his personality. But then you remembered something else, the box.

You slowly moved away from him, hoping he wouldn’t wake up. When you managed to get to the edge of the bed without disturbing him, you got up gently, putting your dress on quickly. Now, you wanted to double check that box, just in case you thought what you saw wasn’t at all what you saw but, you felt so rude. What happens if it wasn’t what you thought it was? Not that you entirely knew what to expect in the box. Fuck it, You thought. You were going to look. Just a quick peek nothing more. 

Kneeling down, you pulled the box out quietly, looking back at Jungkook’s sleeping form. As you saw it clearly, the box did have your name written on the side. You gulped, scared but so curious to see what was inside it. You opened it slowly and the first thing you saw, were copies of your class schedules. Why the fuck did he have those? You lifted them out to see what was underneath. You couldn’t help the shocked expression on your face. There were pictures after pictures of you, and not ones you were posing for, ones that were taken from afar. Why the hell did he have these? You were panicking a little now. The more you looked around the box, the more little things you found. Stuff you had lost in class, to notebook pages of things he’d written down from over hearing you conversations. 

You quickly put it all back. You didn’t know what to do. You stood up, staring at the box. Do you take it? It was full of stuff about you. You wanted to burn it. He had no right to have this stuff of you and it was scaring you. You thought for a few more seconds and just decided to get the hell out of there. Grabbing your underwear and purse, you left quietly, not even thinking about having to deal with everything that just happened in the future.  

Credit to GIF owner

Holy crap this is long but my god I hope you like it anon! I found it hard writing Yandere for Jungkook just because I can picture him as such a non creepy guy like he is genuinely so sweet and just fluff but! I tried and I really hope you enjoyed it. (Sorry it’s so long omg ;-;)(I need to work on my smut too omg ;-;)(Actually, this is my first proper smut I’ve written for BTS and I’m so happy it’s Jungkook ;-;) #Jungkookyousexymofogoddam

Code Red

Requested by Anon.

Tony has created a chatroom.

Tony has invited Steve.

Tony: Get your ass down here right now! We might need your shield. She still hasn’t come out of her room. We only saw her this morning for a few minutes and she barely spoke to us.

Steve: Tony, listen.

Tony: I’m worried, this is unlike her.

Steve: Tony.

Tony: Do you think she’s sick? She’d tell us though, right? But then again, Y/N is so strong!

Steve: Hold on.

Tony: Too many missions have increased her pain tolerance! She could be in pain and not even know it!

Steve: Listen to me.

Tony: What if she contracted a virus on our last mission?! What if she’s quarantining herself?!

Steve: I don’t think it’s that.

Tony: Worse! What if she’s sad?!

Tony has added Thor, Vision.

Tony: We have a code blue!

Thor: Is it Lady Y/N?!

Vision: This can’t be happening!

Tony: Get the emergency cheer up items!

Vision: We must find the source of her sadness and end it!

Steve: I don’t think it’s any of that!

Tony: She’s being mind controlled?!

Vision: Damn you, Charles! Y/N will never join the X-Men!

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French Fries and Coffee

So a buddy of mine told me about a prompt she had for @doodledrawsthings’ Hell Studios and it was too funny for me to NOT write my own take one it! Per the norm, this is just a drabble.

Lunch breaks were only an hour, or an hour and a half if Joey wasn’t around or if Bendy allowed it. It was a time usually spent in quiet, with the staff alternating silently in the lunch room. They hardly ever sat together and shared a meal, given how different each department’s schedule was, but when they did get together it was usually quite the event-

This time around, it was Henry who brought the team together for lunch- or rather a snack.

“Henry, where did you even get all of these fries?” Sammy frowned, picking up one from its paper wrapper and inspecting it. “This isn’t even a proper lunch!”

“25 cents for a pack was a bargain! Besides, I thought it would be a nice treat-” Henry began but was cut off by the fry thumping his forehead.

While Sammy didn’t seem particularly annoyed or disgusted by the explanation, he certainly didn’t seem amused. Still, it wasn’t enough to make Henry actually feel bad for his selection. A bargain was a bargain and Sammy was the only one complaining.

“Henry, when we all get together, we usually have an actual lunch.”

“No one’s forcing them down your throat if you don’t want any, Sammy.” Susie giggled. “But I would suggest it. There IS quite a few of them here.”

“Well, then the rest of you better eat them fast. Joey isn’t going to be out of the studio forever and we’re already 10 minutes into our hour.” Sammy scoffed then popped a new fry into his mouth.

Before Henry or the others could reach for their fries, a streak of black raced between their hands, and a clump of the potatoey treat went missing in an instant. The sound of a certain little Devil’s giggles followed, then the Toon made himself known by hopping right on the lunch room table!

“Man, you guys sure get the worst snacks!” The demon darling cackled, mushed up fries lining the sides of his mouth. “Speaking of which, what are these things and why do you have so many?”

“They’re called fries, and I picked them up for lunch.” A nervous smile began to spread across the creator’s face. “I got them for everyone, but now I’m starting to thing I got too many…”

“I’ll say… But that’s okay! I ate about 12 of those things in a few seconds, so I’d say it shouldn’t be too hard to get rid of them all!” With that, Bendy scooped up another handful and swallowed them whole. “Or maybe. I could probably out eat you all any da-”

“Out eat ME!? I’m the pie eating contest CHAMP back in my town!” Susie exclaimed.

“Oh please, they’re just fries! Call this a contest when we eat something with substance and not carbs!” Sammy shot back.

“Sounds like this might be a contest in a few seconds…” Henry coughed gently. “Guys, let’s just enjoy our-”

“Can it, Ross! You brought this on!” The music director’s eyes flashed with a deadly flare to the voice actress and toon. “Ten minutes and my money is on you two tanking first! If I’m right, you owe me 5 dollars total!”

“You’ve got yourself a bet!”
When Joey returned to the studio, he expected to see his employees all hard at work. He expected the cartoons to be halfway done, with Bendy keeping things going like a well oiled Ink Machine.

What he hadn’t expected to find was Henry watching Boris finish a plate of fries in what looked to he horror, Bendy and Susie glaring at them both from the floor, and Sammy missing from the group.

“What the hell happened in here!? Why are you all still on lunch!?” He bellowed, but his voice barely seemed to phase anyone. “And where is Sammy!?”

“He went home sick after the first two minutes!” Bendy huffed.

“Boris don’t know when to quit… He just kept eating them…” Henry muttered, not once looking up at Joey. “He just walked in and out ate everyone…”

“… All of you, get back to work!”

anonymous asked:

can you explain to me what happened between exo m?? who was the closest when they were all together and then what the heck went down between them after all the shit??? I'm new and confused and just want them all to get along :((

Okay so this definitely isn’t going to be the post you deserve, with links and videos and pictures and just general receipts because I have to get to old navy to spend my super cash so consider this a Sparknotes Edition of the History of Exo-M that is just completely based on my memory.

So I’ll start with debut even though it goes way before that. Exo-K and Exo-M were…a conundrum to a lot of people. 2 groups making the same albums and music videos but in different languages with different members. It didn’t go over well tbh. Not to mention, SM ONLY promoted Exo-K like…exclusively. They had opportunities galore while Exo-M was just…there. Not to mention Exo-K were very timid and awkward at the time, like if you watch their debut stages, they were smol and nervous.

And then, every so often. Exo-M would get an interview or a random performance in China. And they were the COMPLETE opposite. They would be like, “the member next to me is easily the handsomest man I have ever seen with my eyes, let me tell you about it for 10 minutes.” Like they were just a lot of fun and got along great.

It’s even SUPER hard to say who got along the best. Maybe Yixing and Luhan. They were actually Good Friends, even to this day, and not because they had to be. Luhan said he had a special chat or phonebook or something for his Real Friends from back home, but Yixing was still part of it. Tao and Kris were super close too. Tao would talk about how Kris would protect him from ghosts and stuff. Actually, Kris and Yixing were really close too. They were pretty open about how Kris would defend him against bullies during their trainee days (which I’m questioning the validity of now because in Yixing’s book he talked about getting sent home by SM for a while because he clocked another trainee in the face omg). But keep in mind, pre-2015 Yixing was a different guy entirely. He was ultra-Soft™ and was kinda the “mom” of the group and Kris was really wild about him. Xiuchen were very reserved back then. I know Min and Lu were close because of the same-ageness and they played soccer together, but they showed it more after the 2 groups “merged” sorta. Jongdae was very quiet and shy back then (it took awhile to get to Modern JD) and I think people didn’t know what to make of him because then he’d get on stage and unleash these MONSTER NOTES and wow but also he didn’t know where he was most of the time??? (He trained for 4 months and got thrown into Exo of all groups for God’s sake). He was closet to Min, obvs, but Yixing too, because he said he helped him the most with learning Chinese. (That’s why their 2 years of coldness was such a shock to everyone.)

Mama era, despite their lack of notoriety, was kinda the golden age for them. They were well-liked by the public (for the most part, Tao got a lot of hate), and won an award for most popular group and it was SO EMOTIONAL like they played a video to recognize everything they had been through in their rookie year and Yixing was BALLING and they were all so close.

Then it was all downhill from there. It’s not confirmed or anything, but it’s as close to fact as we’ll ever know that Kris decided that boyband life was not for him after Mama. It’s speculated that he just disappeared for a long time, that’s why the gap between Mama and Wolf was so long. When they came back, it was as 12, and they finally started to take off. The M members weren’t really the same towards him. Not cold, but not the same. Tao found a new leader to obsess over. But really, it was just a way to make Exo-M fizzle out because, surprise, SM did not know what the hell they were doing in that market. Thus began Exo’s rise with Growl, but the domino effect of Chinese members leaving.

In 2014, it spilled by a random source that Kris left the group. And SM was like uh no he didn’t? But then a few hours later, turned out Yes He Totally Did. And one week before their first tour! Exo were…pissed to say the least. Tao got online and posted a big rant post calling him a liar and a betrayer. Suho published a letter (though it was probably SM honestly) telling him to a) get back home b) apologize to them and c) apologize to the fans and Kris was like nah on all 3 counts. 

I’m not going to get into the particulars of him leaving because that’s a whole different story, but the response kinda spoke volumes on how the remaining members felt about him. They had a press conference and they were all dressed up and spoke about it and Jongdae dropped his iconic “The ground hardens after the rain” comment then they went on a Chinese variety show (super popular but the name escapes me rn) and talked about him and cried and yikes.

One thing that was noticed in retrospect is that Luhan didn’t show the same amount of emotional hurt as the others. Because you can guess who was next. But Luhan’s departure was a lot…smoother for sure. He looked bad, point blank. Everyone was very concerned about him, members and fans. Exo’s schedule was demanding a lot out of him and he couldn’t keep up. He was bleeding from his eyes on stage. He missed a ton of their tour dates. Then, he came back for the final show, and looking back, Exo knew 100%. Yixing and Jongdae were very very close to Luhan the entire show. Then he left and it was much less of a shock, still shocking, but less so. Yixing pretty much got on weibo within a day and said he still supports him and they’re brothers. Soon after, Luhan and Kris were spotted shaking hands, so Lu was and is on really good terms with everybody.

Fast forward. Exodus. The pathcodes were dropping. Everyone was excited. Tao was in one stage, and then he was not in anymore stages. He had severe leg injuries and SM did NOT care. A few months went by and people had no clue if he was in the group or not. Then came the letter from his dad. He cited that SM made him do stunts which got him badly hurt. Fair. But then Tao’s dad had to bring up how a CERTAIN CHINESE MEMBER got a studio in China while he didn’t. Bad. If new and improved Yixing ever talks to Tao again, I’d be surprised. So, with Tao out of Exo, he had to take back everything he said about Kris. Long story short, with tears and all, Kris did not care lmao.

So here we are today. SM still does not know how to have Chinese artists. Luhan’s pretty much cool with everyone. He and Tao see each other a lot. Yixing straight up does not care if he’s seen with Luhan or not lol. Zyx doesn’t extend the same kind of interest in Kris when they’re at public events. Your guess is as good as mine if they’re on good terms.

As for Min and JD, well, they’ve got each other. I have no idea if they keep in touch with the former members. I like to think they do. They were even kinda cold to Yixing for a long time, but I think even they’re sick of this Exo-K focus while calling it Exo nonsense. They’re starting to stick up for M and Yixing and good on them! So…that’s what you missed on glee.