i was bored so you get puppies

dating Bucky Barnes...
  • he’s definitely really hesitant around you at first because this is all so new to him and he doesn’t wanna fuck it up
  • he ends up pushing you away as a defence mechanism 
  • you’re not upset though, you understand and give him a little room
  • then one day it’s just you and him in the tower
  • so you decide to watch a movie (he let’s you pick)
  • so you go with Titanic because a) it’s a classic and b) he’d never seen it 
  • there’s subtle touches 
    • like his hand grazing yours in the popcorn bowl
    • or his side pressed against yours
    • he’ll definitely be paying more attention to you than the movie
  • that’s when he realises he’s in deep and you’re the only thing that matters to him 
  • he doesn’t even realise but he’s pulled you into his lap, crashing his lips onto yours

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Patater Week - Day 7

Feb. 12- Adopting a Pet Together (Bonus points for including Kit!) - 1.5K

Kimmy’s sitting outside the pet shop, fenced in with two other volunteers and about fifteen puppies when the 6’4 guy with the Falconer’ cap comes up to her.

“Puppy for sale?” he asks, his accent thick. European, Kimmy guesses, but she’s pretty bad at pinpointing these kinds of things. He’s pointing at the wriggling ball of fur in her lap, gnawing at a plastic bone.  

“Adoption,” Kimmy says, then cradles the puppy as she stands. “Would you like to hold him?”

“Can I?” the man asks, sounding pleasantly surprised as he sets down his groceries.

“Sure,” Kimmy says. This particular puppy hasn’t really been catching the attention of families throughout the day. He’s a little plain, Kimmy supposes, and shy around strangers. “Just kind of hold him with two hands—there you go.”

The man is astonishingly gentle when she transfers the puppy to him, and the dog looks comically small in his hands. The man’s eyes are twinkling, and he holds the dog close to his chest, kissing it on the head very lightly as he murmurs in Russian.

“His name’s Kenny,” Kimmy says. “We found him in a box downtown, along with a couple others. They’ve all had their shots, gotten fixed, microchipped, it’s all included in the adoption fees.”

“His name Kenny?” the man grins, like there’s a joke behind that. 

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How NCT 127 & TenSol would crush on you

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Memories Are Made || Jungkook

Pairing - Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre - Angst, Fluff

Summary - With Jungkook having lost his memory, and you told not to drop the ‘hey guess what I’m your girlfriend’ bomb on him, things take an unexpected yet pleasant turn when he’s the one to drop the bomb.

Inspired by the teaser of Love Yourself


Jungkook remembered nothing. He remembered his name because you kept addressing him with it, and he was beginning to get to know you because you were hanging around in his room every time he slipped in and out of consciousness.

He didn’t know what kind of relationship he shared with you. You claimed to be his friend, which you’d said with much difficulty and hesitation, making him wonder if you were somebody else to him. Somebody who meant more.

Nonsense, he thought. You’d tell him if you were…wouldn’t you?

Getting into an accident was not his hobby, thank you very much. But if people can’t learn to not drive recklessly on the road, the world might even end up with less than seven billion people. And out of all of them, he was found on the street, bleeding and unconscious. The doctors would later declare him almost brain dead. Jungkook would be in a coma.

Miracles existed, he supposed. Or the doctors did. Two months later, a nurse walked in getting the fright of her life seeing Jungkook wide awake, confused as hell, which he very easily conveyed, “Where am I?”

Everything to the last moment was forgotten. No faces were recognizable, no names were familiar, nothing. Nil; Zero.

And then you were there. Every morning, you’d chirp a “Good morning, Jungkook! How are you feeling today?” Like as though you were expecting another miracle to happen and he would remember who you were. Or who anybody else was. One miracle was fine; two was being greedy.

Like that - in moments of unfamiliarity and uncertainty - two more months passed. Jungkook had a good eye, and noticed you were exhausted greatly. It didn’t have to be dark circles, or frizzed and unkempt hair. The chirpiness in you voice had abandoned you, now becoming a slightly boring version of it, “Morning, Kook.” - He loved that nickname, but he still couldn’t shake off the feeling of having heard it somewhere - “You doing good?”

He always answered you, “Yeah, I’m fine. You?” When he’d first asked you that, your eyes brimmed. He wanted to take his words right back because, poor him, he didn’t know you weren’t expecting any sort of reply. But soon enough, the two of you were accustomed to the brief greetings.

One day, Jungkook was curious.

“Didn’t we ever talk more than ‘Hello, how are you?’” He asked, genuinely curious eyes drifting to catch yours. You were frozen stiff, almost scared. Why was he asking you this? Did he remember something?

“No, we didn’t.” Came your clipped reply.

He was disappointed. He really wished he could find out what kind of connection the two of you had shared. Because, right now, he was developing a crush on you. A huge, massive, heart fluttering, stomach-butterflies-giving crush. And if the two of you hadn’t been dating, or hadn’t been as close as he was assuming the two to have been, then oh boy, he was in deep trouble.

It’s okay, he thought, I’ll find my way.


Jungkook was bored. Utterly, and inconsolably bored. “Pleeeeaaase,” he whined like a kid, “I want out of this room, it’s so suffocating in here!” And when he noticed you weighing different options and consequences, he added a little bit more effort in helping you making a decision. He cocked his head ever so slightly, puckering his lips into a tiny pout. You’d fall for it. Definitely; he was so sure.

“Fine!” You exclaimed, beaten by his puppy-dog look. Getting up and making your way to an excited twenty year old - God, was he really twenty? He seemed ten at that moment - you made a deal. No wandering out of your sight, and no funny business. Like a mother cautioning her kid. He agreed instantly.

You helped him stand, and just those moments of intimacy were enough to set sparks flying. He’d fallen for you - so hard.

You grabbed his hoodie, and brought it above his head to help him wear it, you having to stand on your tippy toes and in very close proximity. Although you’d been used to such closeness, you worried over whether he would be. But he seemed to enjoy it way more than he should’ve. Just as you’d helped him put his arm through the sleeve, you tripped over your own feet - clumsy you - and would’ve fallen over if it weren’t for Jungkook’s strong arms catching you immediately.

Red color creeped up your neck as he continued watching you, his eyes - somehow - holding the same adoration he used to watch you with before the accident. It made a wave of mixed feelings crash into you. What was happening?

You cleared your throat awkwardly, and he took it as a signal to let you go, you were okay. Thanking him quietly, you brought over the IV pole, rolling it into his reach. He held it, and you made sure he was able to walk straight without toppling over. When you still were fussing over him, he said, “Y/N, it’s okay. I won’t get better if I just sit around all day. Come,” He stretched out a hand. You stared at it, transfixed. Did he want you to hold it?

Why isn’t she holding it? Panic began flowing, Jungkook suddenly worried that he had struck the wrong chord. And just as he was about to retreat his hand, you held it. First, with both your hands.

He stared at your hands - much smaller, compared to his. So cute. He wanted to reach over and squish your cheeks. He actually was about to, but then images began overflowing into his mind; memories, maybe. A sudden sense of deja vu washed over him. This happened before. Well, not in the same setting or not down-to-the-detail before…but, he’d had this familiar feeling of wanting to pinch your cheeks.

“Jungkook?” He snapped from his thoughts; you were looking at him, worried. Worried about what? He’d remember something?

He figured he’d keep quiet. He didn’t know for sure if that really was a memory.

The two of you walked out of his suffocation room, and into the lobby. Barely filled, it was easy to fit in the narrow corridor, among rushing doctors or nurses. It felt as though everything was moving so fast, in a blur, and you two were just there, walking; taking your own time.

You didn’t realize you’d walked out of the building and into the garden behind the hospital. Well, at least you both were getting some much needed fresh air. While walking, you felt your hand brush his repetitively. It was hard to resist the urge to just turn around and hug him. Kiss him. And tell him everything. About how you two had been dating for more than a year, how he was on the way home to you and had almost died in the accident but blood transfusion at the right moment prevented a great loss. So close to death, he was. And now, look at him: strutting about like his memory loss was no big deal.

You hadn’t said a word only because the doctor had asked you not to. He’d just advised you to drop subtle hints, and see if he could take it. To you, it was like starting the friendship all over again. It was agonizing, but you hoped it would be worth it. Suddenly, you just felt burdened. You wanted to sit down. Ready to tell him you were tired, you opened your mouth. But he beat you to it by holding your hand.

It happened fast. Yet slow. His eyes were blank, no kind of familiarity or recognition in them as he progressed towards you, closing the gap between you two. Your pulse quickened in sickening anticipation. What was happening?

He stared at you like that, without any emotion in his eyes, like the first time he’d seen you after waking up. Then, before you could do anything, he bent down and kissed your lips. You didn’t dare move, lest you trigger some sort of defense from him.

He kept his lips pressed firm against yours, and when he straightened, his eyes shone with something new. And right then, you dared to hope. Had he remembered?

“Y/N…” It trailed off, his voice gentle.

“I remember you.” He said.

He remembered.


HAPPY JUNGKOOK DAY AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA ITS MY BIAS’ BIRTHDAY AYAYAYAYAYYAYA

dating taehyung

Originally posted by jjks

dating taehyung would include:

  • lots of craziness
  • and i don’t mean that in a bad way
  • taehyung has a really fun personality
  • and i feel like in a group of friends, he’s that friend that always wants to go do something
  • but his friends are always like nah, don’t feel like it right now
  • they don’t really share his enthusiasm that often
  • but if you were his girlfriend, you wouldn’t be able to say no to him
  • because he’d get so excited about these ideas he had and you’d hate to let him down
  • so you could expect a random late night phone call
  • he’d call just as you were about to get into bed and call it a night
  • and he’d say he just has to take you to this hill above the city
  • because he found the perfect spot with a great view and he planned everything
  • and you’d be like why can’t we go tomorrow and you come over here instead
  • and he’d insist he wants to take you there right then
  • and you’d tell him you’d come, but in your pajamas
  • and he’d pick you up and you’d see a bunch of stuff on the backseat, but wouldn’t ask about it
  • and when you’d get to the spot, the view would be just as magnificent as tae promised, and you’d understand why he was so excited about it
  • and you’d be happy he shared this spot with you and made you come in the middle of the night
  • the things in the backseat would turn out to be a couple of blankets, food and a bottle of wine
  • and he’d make you wait in the car until he has everything ready, he’d set up the whole thing himself
  • and then the two of you would lie down in a field above the city, far away from people, gazing at the stars, talking till morning
  • and you’d fall asleep on his chest, listening to his breathing
  • and then some other time, taehyung would hear about a new club and he’d just beg you to come with him on a random week day
  • and you’d be like “tae, i have school tomorrow, we can go on the weekend”
  • but no, taehyung would insist, he’d promise you’d have fun
  • and boy would you
  • he’d come over with a bottle of good liquor and you’d get smashed before you even got to the club
  • and drunk taehyung is the best taehyung
  • he’d be all cute and cuddly and up for everything
  • you’d just randomly say you want an ice cream on your way to the club and he’d make the taxi stop just so he could get out and get you one
  • he’s pretty outgoing
  • so it’s no problem for him to strike up a conversation with random people on the street, especially when he’s drunk
  • he’d see someone wearing a sweater he liked and he’d yell after them that he liked their sweater or hair or whatever it was he liked
  • and lots of times you’d be embarrassed because you could never come up to people like that
  • but it worked for taehyung, he’d meet so many people when he went outside that you wouldn’t be able to keep up with them
  • so it wouldn’t be a surprise if you were headed to the club, but ended up at someone’s pool party or at the other side of the city
  • lots of unexpected things from taehyung, anyway let’s get back to the club
  • when you’d get to the club (finally), he’d want to make sure you were having a good time
  • he knows you’re socially awkward and that you probably get annoyed when he talks to random people like it comes natural to him
  • and he gets why you don’t
  • so when you’d get there, he’d stop paying attention to other people and he’d start paying attention to you
  • you’d take shots and then he’d take you to the dance floor
  • and he’d dance silly at first to get you relaxed
  • but as soon as a slow song came on
  • he’d start grinding against you, whispering things in your ear
  • and you’d feel embarrassed because there were so many people around
  • but he’d be like “no one is looking at us, nobody cares, just relax”
  • and you’d give in and grind with him
  • and he’d start pecking you and kissing you and digging his hands into your hips
  • and you’d have to leave the club pretty soon because things would get too heated too fast
  • yeah, taehyung is all crazy and funny and has a nice attitude towards life
  • like when he got lost and separated from the guys
  • you’d probably panic
  • but not taehyung, he’s chill and relaxed about everything
  • he finds the good in everything anyway
  • and he’d never want to let you forget the good in you
  • so you could expect random texts from him all the time
  • he’d want to make sure you feel good with him
  • because he’s fucking ecstatic because of you
  • he loves you because you take him seriously and he feels like not many people do precisely because of his attitude
  • so he appreciates you so much
  • he appreciates that you listen to whatever he has to say and that you say yes to his random crazy ideas and that you ask for his opinion on serious matters in your life
  • so he wants you to know that he cares about you and that he’s thankful for having you in his life
  • and he’s not ashamed of expressing his feelings 
  • “thinking about you right now”
  • “i can’t stop looking at the selfie you sent me, you’re so beautiful, what are you doing with me!?”
  • “how’s my baby doing today”
  • “i bought you so many cool things today”
  • “i’m sorry about sending you a million messages, i just can’t get you out of my head”
  • “i miss you”
  • “i’m in bed, tired, wish you were here to cuddle”
  • “why are you sad? i’m coming over right away”
  • “i feel like i’m the luckiest guy in the world because i have you”
  • “i bought you a puppy, don’t kill me”
  • anyway, it would never be boring with taehyung and he’d never make you feel bad
  • he’d actually bring out the best in you because he’s so relaxed and chill and you’re not
  • you’d see how easily he talks to people and you’d start feeling more confident in yourself because of him
  • sometimes, though, even taehyung feels bad or insecure
  • and then you step in and it’s your time to give him the attention and the praise he deserves
  • when he tells you he’s not in the mood for hanging out, you immediately know something’s wrong
  • you show up at his place and just cuddle with him for hours, pecking him and playing with his hair and telling him all the things you like about him
  • or sometimes you just lay in bed next to him and hold his hand and he knows what you mean without you having to say anything
  • it comforts him just having you there with him
  • i think fights with taehyung are practically impossible
  • he doesn’t seem the type of guy to get angry easily
  • even if you did say something offensive to him or showed him you were mad, he’d laugh it off or go about it in a chill way
  • he doesn’t like yelling and screaming and slamming doors
  • he’d just be like “i get you and i’m sorry about it, let’s stop fighting”
  • he’s serious when he needs to be, and fights are something he hates and wants to avoid
  • and you’d be mad at that behavior at first because you’re emotional and passionate and you always felt like people who love each other just need to fight from time to time to get all their frustrations out
  • but it was emotionally draining to fight with your exes and you’d feel exhausted after
  • so you learned to appreciate taehyung for his chill attitude because you knew it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you
  • he just doesn’t like fighting
  • and when you would fight
  • it would be about something stupid that one of you took the wrong way
  • like he’d read a text from your male colleague or a comment on your picture on instagram
  • and he would say anything for a while, but he’d be so jealous
  • because he doesn’t even want to think about other guys wanting you, and he knows they do
  • and he knows he isn’t around as much as you’d like him to be, so he would secretly be scared of you meeting someone else who would be there for you all the time
  • so on days when he’d feel insecure, all these jealous thoughts would build up and he’d ask you about these guys
  • and he’d ask you if you want a guy who’d be around more because he can’t do that
  • and you’d feel attacked because why would you even think about someone else??? when you’re with kim taehyung????
  • and why would you want someone to be around all the time when it wouldn’t be him??
  • but you’d work it out pretty soon
  • because he trusts you and believes you when you tell him they’re friends 
  • so a relationship with tae is practically heaven
  • he’s cute, he’s good looking, he’s a life ruiner
  • he loves animals, he loves kids, he loves everyone
  • it’s hard to even get mad at a guy like that
  • you’d miss him when he’s not around, though
  • you’d miss him a lot
  • because he brings his positive energy into your life and you just feel bad when he’s not around
  • but he’d always call you and text you to let you know he’s thinking about you and that he’s coming back soon
  • and he promised you that when he’s done with his kpop idol life you two would live on a farm, far away from anyone, and have lots of kids and grow your own fruit and sell it and have a perfect little life and you’d never have to spend a day without him
  • you know that’s all highly unlikely, but you love him just for saying it
  • and brb i’m crying because i want this

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X “Was that fucking necessary?”

“Yes, yes it was. You know why? Because you’re boiling and I won’t have more of your self-sacrificing ass. So, suck it up and take off your clothes, you need a bath.” You put the pillow aside, watching as he clenched his lids shut, refusing to look at you.

“Move, (Y/N). I’m fine.”

 “Liar.” You pressed, shaking him a little. He had to wake up.

He huffed, rolling on the bed. “Please, I just need to sleep.” 

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“Y/N, what are you doing?” T’Challa asked, raising his eyebrow at you.

“Hmm?” you hummed, looking up at T’Challa. “Oh, just drawing shapes with my finger on the table. The grain feels interesting.”

T’Challa gave you a strange look, but couldn’t help but smile. “Glad to see this is keeping your interest,” he commented with a sarcastic tone.

“I go to bed hearing you talk about work,” you pointed out, ignoring the fact that “work” was actually “leading a country”. “Of course I’d need to do something to keep myself from doing the same here.”

T’Challa glared at you, trying to look stern in front of the elite of his country. However, knowing he wasn’t actually mad, you made a silly face, complete with sticking your tongue out. T’Challa tried to remain stoic, but he couldn’t help but laugh, which he attempted to hide as a cough.

“Anyways, before the potential future queen rudely distracted me, I was about to ask how the police has been handling the change to procedure,” T’Challa said to one of the other people, getting the meeting back on track.

After a while, the meeting finally ended. “So, no more political discussions for you?” T’Challa asked as the two of you left the building.

“Sorry, I get a little distracted when I’m bored,” you stated. You spotted something move out of the corner of your eye, spotting a small dog. “You know what would make those meeting better? Puppies!” you said, picking the dog up. It had a collar, so you guessed it was someone’s pet that had gotten out.

There was a pause, before T’Challa burst out with a laugh. “I love you, but you are-“

“Distracting? A dork? Cute like this puppy?” you suggested with a grin.

“Sure, all of the above,” T’Challa stated, pulling you into a one-armed hug.

Just To Pass The Time

Originally posted by ygdomination

Just To Pass The Time
Rated: Mature

“This can’t be happening” you groaned into your hands as your boyfriend paced outside the car. When he suggested driving to Busan you agreed. You two never got to go on trips like that, and a long drive sounded romantic. He’d only had his driver’s license for a few weeks and you know he’d been eager to show it off to you. The only thing you asked him to do was get the car checked out since he’d recently bought it off of one of the YG staff.

That was naturally the proper protocol when buying a car. Get it checked out by a mechanic. Especially before a road trip.

Now here you were in the middle of the night, stranded on the side of the road somewhere between Seoul and Busan.

Jaewon sighed crawling back into the car and tossing his phone on the center console. “Man it’s cold out there” he rubbed his hands together, blowing a warm breath into his palms.

“Well?” You looked to him.

“They said they’ll have a tow-truck out in no time” he grinned. “See, Oppa took care of everything. You can relax.”

“Oh, that’s good” you smiled, relaxing in your seat. “At least it’s not a long wait.”

“Yeah, a two-hour wait isn’t bad right?”

“Yah! Jaewon!” You hit his shoulder. “I told you to bring this car to the shop!”

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Chapter Two [Beyond the Sunrise, LMMxReader]

Summary: Your first date with Lin doesn’t go exactly as he planned it.

Word Count: 1,785

Warnings: Slow burn, as always.

Authors notes:  Sab - First dates a fun, right? We’re churning these guys out - it’s so amazing to get to work with Ren, we both hope you enjoy it! (And, as she says, please don’t kill us.) 

Ren - This chapter. Oh god there’s no words for it. I hope you guys like it and please don’t kill us *evil laughter is heard in the distance*

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“Hi, excuse me I-” You looked up for a second to find one of the visitors you had talked to just a few minutes ago. “I believe you handed me the wrong…”

The guy handed you one of the museum brochures, and you noticed the dates were off. Taking a deep breath, you opened the top drawer to find the right folder, handing one to him before apologizing. It was the third time you messed up that afternoon: First, you almost guided the group of students to the wrong exhibition, then a guest’s question went completely over your head, leaving them staring blankly at you as you attempted to collect your wits, and now this. You felt lucky that your boss was drowning in paperwork and not paying much attention to his employees.

The truth was: you were nervous. Ever since you and Lin started texting, things just clicked between you, everything was easy and he made you smile. A lot. With Stephen sitting in the next room during many of those slightly flirtatious conversations, however, you knew it had to come to a halt soon.

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Sunny Days-chapter 15

Sunny Days Masterlist

Summary- Sunny thinks about her life at the Sanctuary and comes to a decision.

Warnings- little bit of angst, fluff, and smut.

Word Count- 3.2k

Author’s Note- This should have been a lot longer but I decided to cut the chapter in half to make it more manageable for me. Editing anything over 4k in daunting for me. And this way, you get it faster. Tag list will be at the bottom.

As always, please reblog and/or leave a comment if you like it. Thanks!

Originally posted by luke-vaughn

One week. Seven whole days. Sunny had been good as long as she could. Movies, books, nothing could hold her attention. She was going insane as she began to pace the room.

Her entire existence was now tied to Negan. Her life only had meaning when he was present and that was only a few hours in the evening most days. She could feel herself slip into the familiar cycle of boredom and loneliness every time he walked out the door after breakfast, her heart sinking as she watched him. Desolate and despondent she waited for him to return, like a puppy waiting for his boy to get home from school.

Ugh. I’m so bored. You thought being a princess sounded pretty good two weeks ago. Well, yeah….I just didn’t know I was going to be the one locked in a tower. Now I’m begging for a chance to be Cinderella or Snow White. I would totally take some dwarves to clean up after and civilize. Or some woodland creatures. Maybe just a puppy. Do those even still exist? Oh my god, I may never see a puppy again in my life time. No more cat videos either. Damnit.

Sunny had been raised to be productive. There had always been work to do at home, but here she had nothing. Nothing to do. Nothing to keep her mind occupied. Nothing to challenge her. Nothing but Negan. She hated feeling lazy and dependent.

She slowly opened the door and peeked out, tip toeing into Negan’s office which was once again open to her. She still hadn’t managed to earn back her clothes. She’d grown accustomed to her own nudity in the last week. She had to admit that she loved the feel of her skin against Negan’s rough pants and leather jacket as she wrapped herself around him when he came home in the evenings. But she needed something to touch her. Something of his. She grabbed one of his white shirts from his closet and pulled it over her head. She took a deep breath, inhaling his scent giving her a sense of calm in her mind and arousal in her body. How did he manage to have such an effect on her when he wasn’t even here? She had managed to be alone for 2 years without cracking up. Why was this so different?

Her mind started wandering towards Negan’s declaration from the night she ran. She hadn’t been able to bring herself to say it back yet, not knowing if it were true. Thankfully, he hadn’t repeated those sentiments. She should love him, right? He was her husband. Did she love him? Did he really love her? Their relationship looked nothing like her parent’s or any of the adults she had met. But that didn’t necessarily mean theirs was wrong. Did it?

Sunny shook her head, trying to clear the invasive thoughts from her mind. She’d dwelled on it too often this week. She needed a break from her thoughts. She needed someone to talk to. Someone who wasn’t involved and able to smooth talk her or fuck her into complacency. She needed friends.

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Lovey Dovey Horny Drunk

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean (mentioned)

Word Count: 962

Warnings: Implied smut, getting drunk, drunk!sam, maybe trash writing. I don’t know how I feel with this one.

Request: Hey, can i request a Samxreader where they get drunk together and the reader is all lovey dovey and feels the urge to hug him and snuggle up next to him, but she is too afraid of his reaction,but it turns out that sam is a “horny drunk” and it ends up in kind of a dirty talk ( not smut at all, just kind of sexual jokes and implied smut) if you don’t want to do this is ok!

Author’s Note: If you want to be tagged, leave an ask or message and I’ll add you! Same goes for my Series Rewrite! If you want to request a fic, please send them in! I love writing what you guys want!

Feedback is always appreciated

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Originally posted by themegalosaurus

“Sam, get drunk with me.” You said, slamming the bottle down on the library table where he was, reading those boring ass books.

“Y/N, I’m reading.” He said, looking up at you.

“Come on, Winchester. Dean is away having the time of his life and I’m lonely. Well, you’re here with me so be lonely with me. Come on, please?” You asked, giving him those wide, puppy dog eyes that no one could resist.

“You know I invented those, right? Those don’t work on me.” Sam said with a chuckle.

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Best Friend confesses Series: Wonwoo

This is part eight of a series of Seventeen imagines. Feel free to message me and say who you want to see confessing next! Requests get done fast ;)

When he’s bored, your best friend likes to go to bookshops. It’s not that he’s necessarily planning to buy anything. It’s more that he just wants to look around between the shiny covers and leaf through the pages and read blurb after blurb to know what’s out there. He loves to explore the Sci-Fi section. In fact, in about three different bookshops, it’s gotten to the point where he knows exactly when a new book has come out through his total familiarity with the shelves.

That’s why you aren’t exactly surprised when you are wondering through the mall after finishing a coffee with Wonwoo, Mingyu, and Jun and Wonwoo suddenly stops in his tracks and tugs at your sleeve to draw your attention toward a new bookshop which must have only just opened in the corner between the electronics store and the entrance to the supermarket. 

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‘I’ve read this same page like three times.’ Isaac groaned.

‘Well read it one more time, maybe this time you’ll get to the next page.’ you said.

‘I don’t want to read anymore, Shakespeare is so boring.’

'That is not true, Othello was one of my favorites.’ you argued.

‘I don’t see why you won’t just give me your notes, you already took the test.’ your boyfriend pouted.

‘Because if I do you will just memorize the notes and won’t read the book.’ you said firmly.

Isaac’s pout intensified to full puppy dog eyes, but you were not giving in this time.

‘Besides we have different English teachers, your test might not be the exact same as mine.’ you pointed out.

‘All these teachers give the same tests, they just rearrange the questions, please babe.’ he pleaded.

‘No, read the book.’ you denied. 

‘I’ll do anything.’ he said softly as he got up and walked over to you.

‘Oh no you don’t, you are going to read the book like everyone else.’ you said as he kneeled down in front of you.

‘Anything babe.’ he said in a sultry voice while rubbing your thighs, his fingers barely going under your skirt.

‘We’re in the library.’ you whispered, looking around.

‘Yeah, at eight o’ clock on a Friday, no one is here, even the librarian left.’ Isaac assured as he raised your skirt up, revealing your black lace panties.

‘Isaac…’ you said softly in anticipation.

‘All you have to do is give me the notes.’

He placed a few open mouthed kisses on your inner thigh, his fingers hooking your panties.

‘Y-you should read it.’ you tried to resist.

Isaac bit down on your thigh, his nails scraping your skin lightly as he pulled down your underwear.

‘Dammit.’ you surrendered.

‘Thanks baby.’ he smiled as he lifted your skirt, exposing you to the cool air.

He gave your center a slow in firm lick, sending a quick  wave of pleasure through you.

‘Oh God!’ you gasped.

‘I prefer Isaac.’ he smiled before he went back to rocking your world.

Fuck he’s really good at this, you moaned as his tongue went into over drive.

Holy shit you loved this, you ran your fingers through his golden curls trying to find anything to hold on to.

‘Fuck! I-Isaac I’m close.’ you moaned.

‘Mmm, let go.’ Isaac cooed.

Your vision went white, your whole body tensed and your throat felt like crap, you were probably screaming.

Slowly your body unclenched and your vision came back to you as you sighed contently. 

You look down and see Isaac smiling at smugly.

‘So… those notes.’ he grinned.

‘You are the worst.’ you smiled.

‘You love me.’ he said as sat up straighter.

‘I really do.’ you said before you pulled him into a slow kiss.

EXO Reaction when you spend more time with your cat

Literally me :3 Xoxo, Ara~
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Chanyeol:

“It’s okay.. you are my good boy.. you are with me… we aren’t lonely… no we aren’t.. she’s with that cat… probably lonely… yes..” *Sulking*

Kris:

*Literally him every five seconds*

Sehun:

*Tries to pretend it doesn’t matter but baby needs attention* 

Tao:

*Trying to convince the cat to leave you alone* “She’s mine! I’m better company! MEow!”

Kai:

*Has the best time of his life with his new puppy XD*

Xiumin:

*just enjoys watching you with the cat* “She is so cute when she tries to meow…. I need to film this”

Baekhyun:

*Judges hard*

Luhan:

*Probably he’s the one spending more time with the cats than you*

Chen:

*He misses your touch, needs some action… what is he doing with chanyeol ;)))))* xD

Kyungsoo:

*watching you while bored* “Jaaaaagi… can we go out today? I want to go to the movies… and be with you…. without a cat judging me”

Lay:

“Siri… how do you say “I love you” in cat?” *How else is he going to get your attention if he doesn’t speak cat*

Suho:

“If I give.. everything to the cat.. she’ll thank me for taking care of him… and that way I’ll get a kiss… yes this is a good plan” *$uhot in action*

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

Things I said during caffeine withdrawals sentence starters

1. “If our cells are constantly dying does that mean we’re all dead inside?”

2. “Dude I’m in so much pain right now.”

3. “FEAR IS AN ILLUSION CREATED BY THE GOVERNMENT TO HOLD US BACK FROM OUR TRUE POTENTIALS.”

4. “Barbie bdsm is fucking l it.”

5. “My mind is going a mile a minute but I don’t have enough energy to bring to life any ideas, in other news there’s a puppy.”

6. “Dude I want a puppy so bad they’re so fluffy and I will scream at the moon until I can hug one.”

7. “I only play REAL games like Hackers Online, where you play as a dinosaur and die until you get bored and watch puppy videos instead.”

8. “I saw a santa hat and went into space.”

9. “Fuck going cold turkey, cold turkey tastes like shit anyways.”

10. “If a game has chapters, does it count as a book?”

11. “Fuck you and your juicy ass.”

12. “If Kaneki drank as much coffee as me, he could survive without flesh for years.”

13. “Actually, I could probably be the most pacifist ghoul ever with my addiction.”

14. “Suffering while listening to Don’t Worry Be Happy by Bob Marley is a big mood.”

15. “Don’t go cold turkey on your period, it’s a bad combination.”

16. “My pLANT IS PROBABLY DYING FUCK.”

17. “Who needs sunshine when you can curl up and cry until the moon comes out.”

18. “Alcohol is shit, drink coffee instead, the only hangovers are when you’re on withdrawal.”

19. “I fucked up, Scooby.”

20. “This violin is radical.”

21. “I need to give my girlfriend more attention, but I’m not in a good enough condition for that.”

22. “Starbucks looks like heaven right now.”

23. “What if I hired a stripper to help me make omelets, as in legit omelets, no innuendos, that would be nice.”

24. “I’m so broke, I could inhale the dust in my non existent wallet to get high and die instantly from an asthma attack.”

25. “Everything is screaming, that’s not a good sign.”

anonymous asked:

Effie my life is kinda fucked and I'll spare you the boring details but, can you recommend a show or song or something relaxing or fun you like to do. I just need a small amount of peace to detach myself from reality, just for a little while

I’m sorry boo :( please message me if you wanna talk I’m here for u bb.

I’ll make a list!

youtube

  • rip vine compilations ! I love these
  • skincare routines (unless u get triggered by things involving beauty)
  • makeup tutorials (same as above)
  • puppy videos, esp the ones with soldiers coming home to pets ones I always get so soft
  • speed paint… it’s just… calming
  • dance vids ! like hope one the street ! i love those
  • hair braiding or styling vids but specifically braiding.. idk watching someone go through to process of braiding and styling is soothing

tv and movies

  • daredevil
  • orange is the new black
  • too cute (a show about different puppy litters growing up it’s adorable !!!!)
  • izombie
  • that 70s show
  • anything studio ghibli
  • nicholas sparks movies bc u can turn off ur brain n just curl up n watch!
  • superhero movies

music

  • so my fav piece of all time to listen to, tho it’s classical, is Dona Nobis Pacem by Vaughan Williams. it’s kinda sad but also uplifting and a really amazing experience… follow along with the lyrics which are poems by Walt Whitman
  • for more classical music if ur interested I made a post just search classical music on my blog!
  • i also like going through full rap albums –
  • to pimp a butterfly by Kendrick lamar (and an album of songs that didn’t make it there- untitled unmastered)
  • young frank sinatra by logic
  • naznyc by nas and az
  • illmatic by nas
  • college drop out by Kanye west
  • telefone by noname
  • HERE BY ALICIA KEYS !!!
  • coloring book by chance the rapper
  • NAMJOONS MIXTAPE!!!
  • and then outside of rap–
  • vaporwave kinda chills me out
  • those 6 hours of [insert composer] piano music videos
  • anything stromae
  • anything daddy yankee
that’s all I can think of hopefully that helps? I’d also like to add that cooking/baking and self pampering (face/hair masks, doing nails etc) are distractions that I’ve always liked. oh and if u like reading Lord of the Rings and The Wheel of Time are great series that are super engaging
Just a Cold

Daveed x Reader
Word Count: 1725
Summary: Daveed takes care of you, who’s sick.

“Y/N,” Andy sighed, “We’ll be fine without you for a day; you haven’t stopped coughing since you arrived. I’m surprised you still have both lungs,” he joked, a smirk plastered onto his face.

You sighed; you couldn’t deny that. “But I can still dance fine,” you said through a sniffle, your voice more raspy than ever before, “And I feel fine, too!”

He raised his eyebrows, “Y/N,” he said, growing tired of your stubbornness quickly, “Go home. Get some rest. Come back tomorrow.”

You nodded you head, “Got it,” you grinned pitifully.

“I can’t believe you even came in,” Andy chuckled, walking you to the dressing rooms, “You’re kind of on the brink of death,” he joked playfully; you wanted to retort, but before you have the chance, Andy continued. “Here,” he said, handing you your clothes, “Go change, I’ll get you a cab.”

You nodded your head, begrudgingly, “Okay,” you sighed, grabbing the clothes and quickly changing into them, hanging your costume up in its spot.

Leaving the dressing room, you found yourself in another coughing fit; maybe Andy was right. How embarrassing would it be to be coughing all throughout one of the scenes? This was for the best; you hadn’t missed a day of work throughout the past few months, for a few reasons. One, you weren’t exactly well-off, and could use any extra bit of work that you could get. Two, you were hoping that after you were done on Hamilton, Lin would be willing to be one of your references on your resume. If you showed up and gave it 100% everyday, maybe that could happen. Three, it just so happens that your ‘work’ meant dancing with your friends everyday.

Caught up in your own thoughts, you bumped into a wall; your feet slipped out from underneath you, causing you to land straight on your ass, a squeal escaping from you.

“Woah,” the wall said, turning around; “Y/N?” Daveed asked, quirking an eyebrow, “How unlike you,” he chuckled as he offered you his hand, “You’re usually so graceful.”

You grinned, bashfully, your cheeks burning with embarrassment; “Little bit off my game,” you muttered, digging your teeth into your bottom lip, praying that you weren’t coming off as embarrassed as you actually were. You took his hand and he pulled you up, swiftly.

“Where you headed?” He asked, “You’re not in costume…” He observed, eyeing your outfit.

“Oh,” you said, grinning, looking down at your outfit, as if it wasn’t until he mentioned it, that you realized you weren’t in costume. He, however, was full-Lafayette. “I was just heading home; I’m not feeling too great… Andy’s orders,” you shrugged, sniffling.

Daveed stuck out his bottom lip, in an exaggerated pout; “Who’s going to dance with my during Winter’s Ball,” he asked in forged petulance.

You chuckled, “Stephanie,” you answered with a grin, “I’m sure you’ll be fine, Daveed,” you laughed, shaking your head. “I should go; Andy’s getting me a taxi.”

He nodded his head in understanding, “Alright,” he sighed, “Text me when you get home-try not to run into anybody, okay?” He chuckled as you began to walk away.

You rolled your eyes, “Doing my best, Daveed,” you called back, not bothering to turn around.

Hours later, you were all tucked up in bed, your phone out and a pile of tissues all around you; you had been texting both Pippa and Daveed since you left the theatre. Out of the whole cast they’re the two you grew the closest to, and the fact that they were so worried about your well being was making you really happy, despite your cold.

‘You’re sure you’re fine?’ Daveed texted you, ‘Do you need anything? The show’s over soon, I can bring you food if you’re hungry,’ he said, shooting you message after message.

‘I’m fine,’ you replied, ‘I ate a bagel for lunch.’

‘Lunch was HOURS ago, Y/N,’ was his reply.

‘I’m fine, Daveed,’ you sent, rolling your eyes; and you were fine. You hadn’t stopped drinking water all day, hoping it would help you flush out whatever it is that you had; even if you weren’t eating much, you didn’t really notice until he brought it up. Did you have an extra bagel from earlier?

‘I’m coming over,’ he said, ‘The show’s over in 20, I’ll be there in half an hour. Don’t move!’

You sighed, but didn’t really have it in you do argue with him; perhaps he would bring Pippa with him…

He didn’t. What he did bring, though, was four slices of pizza from your favourite place, and two bottles of water.

“You have to eat,” was the first thing that he said to you, handing you two of the pieces, “I got your favourite kind; also, have you been drinking enough water?” He asked, opening your bottle before handing it to you.

You nodded you head, “Yeah, I have,” you sniffled, taking a sip, “Daveed, I told you; I’m fine!”

He sighed, taking a bite of his own slice, “You don’t look fine,” he stated, raising his eyebrows, “You don’t sound it, either.”

You rolled your eyes in response; “Well, I WILL be fine,” you muttered, “It’s just a cold. I just to rest a little bit,” you shrugged, taking another drink.

Daveed nodded his head in agreement, “Yes, just rest,” he said, “Which you were probably doing before I got here, huh?” He asked as an afterthought, quirking his head, reminding you of a puppy.

You couldn’t help but grin as you nodded your head, “Yeah,” you admitted, laughing, “That’s alright though, I don’t mind. I was getting kind of bored.”

Daveed widened his eyes, only a tiny bit, making you wonder how a person could be so incredibly hot and adorable simultaneously, “You sure?” He asked though a mouth full of pizza.

You nodded your head, taking a bite of your pizza, hopefully before Daveed noticed your stares. “Positive,” you replied, “How’d the show go?” You asked, cocking your head to the side.

He shrugged his shoulders, “It was fine; missed you, though,” he teased, making you roll your eyes once again. “I can’t remember the last time you took a proper day off,” he said thoughtfully, “Has it ever happened before?”

You sighed, “Don’t be dramatic,” you said, “Of course I take days off-my birthday…” You began, but realized quickly that you didn’t have anymore occasions to add to your list. “… Today…” You added, weakly, taking another drink of your water.

“Oh yeah,” Daveed chuckled, “How could I be so idiotic; two days out of the year? That’s TOTALLY normal, Y/N,” he teased, raising his eyebrows as he took a drink of his water.

You shook you head, “Okay,” you sighed, “I get it, you can stop, now.”

Daveed smirked, “And I heard Andy had to FORCE you to leave, as well,” he continued, regardless of your wishes, “Is that right?”

You pursed your lips, not about to give him the satisfaction of being right; instead, you grabbed on of your pillows and threw it at him, “Stop it,” you demanded.

You had barely missed his plate of pizza, earning yourself a glare; you smirked.

“You’re lucky you’re sick,” he growled, crawling up the bed before flopping down beside you, “I’d be tickling you so hard right now if you weren’t.”

You laughed, “You would never,” you stated confidently.

“Yeah I would,” Daveed said stubbornly; “Only when you’re not sick, though; it’d be too cruel otherwise.”

You chuckled, taking another bite, “What a gentleman,” you teased, grinning up at him.

He nodded his head in agreement, “I’m a real sweetheart,” he said, oddly seriously.

You furrowed your brows; “That’s usually the type of thing you let other people say about you,” you said, gently, taking a sip of your water.

David shrugged, “You called me a gentleman, and I was just agreeing with you,” he said quickly, defending himself.

“I was being sarcastic!” You laughed, shaking your head.

“Well, now I’m just offended,” Daveed said, forging animosity.

You grinned and shook your head; leaning your head on his shoulder, you closed your eyes, “It’s good for your ego to get a little hit every now and again,” you said softly, “Otherwise, it just keeps growing and growing, and it never stops.”

Daveed sighed, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, “You think I have a big ego?” He asked, leaning his head down, so it was resting on yours.

You pretended to think it over for a minute, before shaking your head, gently, “No, I was just teasing you,” you admitted with a yawn.

“You’re tired,” Daveed stated, “You should take a nap,” he said, his voice soft, looking down at you; you looked up at him, but upon realizing how close your mouths were to one another, you quickly looked back down.

“I am a little bit sleepy,” you agreed, “Maybe I will have a nap.”

Daveed nodded his head in approval, “I should go then,” he said, but made no move to leave; instead he continued to let you lean on him, and looked down to you. “We should… We should go out sometime-when you’re feeling better, I mean,” Daveed suggested, looking at you hopefully.

You nodded you head, softly, hopefully managing your excitement well; “Yeah,” you agreed smiling, “I would love that.”

“Okay,” Daveed grinned, “I’ll text you… And hey, don’t come to the theatre tomorrow if you’re still not well, you have to start taking care of yourself-and that means eating all of your meals, alright?” He asked, gently climbing off of the bed, pulling the covers over your body. He looked down at you, expectantly, waiting for an answer.

You rolled your eyes but nodded your headed, “You don’t have to worry about me,” you sighed, letting out an airy laugh, “I’ll be fine.”

Daveed smirked; “Yeah, but I can’t take you out if you’re sick; and I was kinda looking forward to that,” he said, grinning, “So you’re going to take care of yourself?”

You raised your eyebrows and nodded your head; “Of course,” you replied, as he smirked and made his way to the door. “And D?” You called, before he could leave. He peeked his head back into your room; “Thank you for the pizza.”

“Anytime, Y/N,” he grinned bashfully, “Anytime.”

BTS Reacts to You Getting a New Pet

Hello guys. I am posting again and staying dedicated to posting everyday, however I do apologize if it isn’t as great as most of them, I am currently sick and not in the right set of mind. -Admin Vicki


Originally posted by bananaseoks

Kim Seokjin-

“You still think I’m the cutest right?” *adorable smile*

Originally posted by jeonbase

Min Yoongi-

He probably wouldn’t mind the new kitten, but he wouldn’t be overjoyed by it either. At least not on the outside.

Sees he cat taking a nap, ”I like your style.”

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