i would love to be his girlfriend

‪I used to ignore the fact that he would force me to do things with him that I didn’t want to because he would always tell me he loved me. After almost 2 years he never even asked me to be his girlfriend.

Things to Keep Out of Your Healthy Relationships!

(Alternately: how to identify problematic YA romances.)

Written by yours truly, contributions from @jltillary, @theinkrepository, @time-to-write-and-suffer, and @sakrebleu.

Non-consensual physical intimacy, especially in situations where it’s portrayed as being done for the benefit of the victim or situations where the victim forgives the forced intimacy because they decide they like it after it’s already been forced on them. Examples:

  • Forcing a partner to accept physical comfort when they don’t want it.
  • Kissing a partner in the middle of an argument.
  • Framing consent as unnecessary simply because one person is attracted to the other.
  • Stalking the other person, even for their own safety.
  • Forcing the other person into some form of physical intimacy because they “liked it last time.”
  • Implying that it’s normal for a certain physically intimate act to hurt and/or their partner should grin and bear it.
  • Skipping over their partner’s preferred forms of intimacy in favor of what they want to do with/to their partner.

When in doubt: Consent should be explicitly given!!

Non-consensual communication. Examples:

  • Physically stopping a partner from leaving in order to continue talking with them.
  • Bringing up a topic the other person has made clear they don’t wish to discuss yet.
  • Forcing the other person into conversations with people they previously showed they did not wish to talk with.
  • Manipulating the conversation so that the other person shares a secret, especially one that doesn’t affect their partner.

Emotional manipulation. Examples:

  • Telling the other person to do something (i.e. ‘go away’) as a test, where the person is at fault if they follow through and do as their partner asked.
  • Blaming the other person for things beyond their control, especially “I wouldn’t be like this if not for you/your interests/your goals.”
  • Claiming they’ll die (or kill themselves) if the other person leaves.
  • Not wanting the other person to have friends of the same gender as their partner (i.e. a man not wanting his girlfriend to have any male friends).
  • “If you really loved me you would do x, y, and z.”
  • Demanding to be the most important part of their partner’s life, above and beyond their partner’s other responsibilities.
  • Cheating on their partner as a form of punishment.
  • Acting as though physical intimacy (or any other sort of intimacy) isn’t important, but then blaming the other person for not supplying it.
  • Acting distant or cruel until the other person does what they want, or because the other person didn’t do what they wanted.

Demeaning actions and words, especially in instances where they blame the actions and words on internalized sexism, racism, etc as a shield, in instances outside of high-stress arguments, and whenever the character isn’t sincerely sorry for what they did or makes no point to change. Examples:

  • Stating the other person’s interests or hobbies are inferior or a waste of time.
  • Telling them they were look better if they did x, y and z.
  • Demanding they stop doing something or start doing something else based on their gender, race, etc.
  • Placing the other person in a subordinate role without their partner’s explicit consent.
  • Not sharing certain pieces of information because they believe they know what’s best for their partner and don’t need the other person’s consent to act upon it.
  • Bonus: Glorification of a partner simply for not demeaning the other person, (i.e. for acting like  an average, decent human being,) especially when the partner in question boasts how amazing they are for loving their “curvy”/non-white/bisexual/not-like-other-girls/etc partner.

Please add more, if you feel so inclined! 

VOLTRON CHARACTERS ACCORDING TO MY BROTHER

I’ve seen a lot of this so I thought of doing it as well. I showed my 12-yeard-old brother these pictures and this is how it turned out.

So… I’m proud to present: 

JHON

  • Good person
  • Gets angry a lot
  • Defends his loved ones
  • Japanese
  • Likes leading, punching and travelling
  • “His hobby is being your wallpaper”


LUIGI

  • Will fight you
  • Japanese
  • He’s on the good side
  • “In his free time he likes to… fight”
  • Tired™
  • Needs a hug


MRS. SPICY

  • Shy
  • Spicy
  • Intelligent
  • “It’s a girl? Then, she is MRS. Spicy”
  • Good side
  • From the USA
  • Likes cooking
  • Types at the speed of light


LANCE

  • Pokemon trainer
  • Trains dragon type pokemons
  • Gyrados, Aerodactyl, Charizard and three Dragonites
  • Jhoto, born and raised
  • “Of course he is good, he is Lance”
  • The prettiest
  • Gay
  • “Lance is the best”


FROH

  • Loyal
  • Good
  • Venezuelan
  • Likes eating
  • Would win Master Chef Venezuela


VAPORA

  • Katara after the fire nation attacked
  • Old
  • Fast and fourious
  • Good
  • A fucking goddess


“If they have those helmets, they are good”


SPICY MARIO

  • A little vain
  • Rich man
  • Moustache 10/10
  • Good
  • “Where is he from? The internet!”


RED SKULL

  • Evil
  • Emperor
  • Leader of the mean kids
  • Defensive
  • From Germany
  • Can find love


PINK SKULL

  • Red Skull’s girlfriend
  • “See? I told you he could find love”
  • Satanic
  • Her eyes were took in a surgey and replaced with light bulbs
  • Evil
  • Dementor
  • Her hobby is scaring Harry Potter
  • From Hogwarts


ARGOCASCO

  • Quiet
  • Neutral
  • The same surgey as Pink Skull
  • From The Magic Mushroom Kingdom


MR. SPICY

  • Spicy
  • Mrs. Spicy’s brother
  • Complaining™
  • Scientist
  • Would fly to planet Irken
  • Good
  • “He is gay? Then, he would date Jhon” (I’m so proud of this boy)


WHITE-HAIRED WALUIGI

  • Evil
  • “Eviling” is his hobby
  • Takes flowers from his armpit
  • Mashroom Kingdom


WARPOCHI

  • Dating white-haired Waluigi
  • Depressed
  • Likes watching gladiator fights
  • Evil
  • Mashroom kingdom


STARFIRE

  • Burned Starfire
  • Likes throwing lasers
  • Spicy faces
  • Evil
  • “Eviling”
  • From: Bolivia but in Tamaran
  • Prettiest evil girl


PURGOLI

  • Evil
  • Hobby: controling things
  • Throws “The Chancla” to her kids
  • Mean kitty
  • From Neptune


A CAT MIAU MIAU

  • Screaming™
  • Cries because there are no eyes on her face
  • “She uses a cat to see” “How did I knew? She always has a cat on her shoulder”
  • From Europe
Dating Incest Girls

My most recent ex girlfriends have told me detailed stories about their secret fun. A few years ago I was dating a 18f that had been fooling around with her real dad since she was 11. She had big boobs at 10 and she said her dad and friends took notice as she developed. Her parents spilt when she was 11 and she went and stayed with her dad for a bit. She said she tried to take her moms role, she would take care of him and then she started catching him jerk off. She said she would masturbate a lot thinking about taking him and him having his way with her. One day she walked in on him jerking off and she walked up to him as he was still stroking it and asked if she could watch. He agreed and jerked off for her as she started to get aroused she asked if she could help. He took her hand and guided it on to his thick curved cock and she said she was hooked from then on. She said she stroked it and they made out and she had her tits played with and sucked on. She was so wet and turned on that she wanted to do more. So she got on her knees and without asking she took her dads thick rock hard cock into her young warm wet mouth. She said that was her first cock and her daddy showed her how to suck it and stroke it (she deff had good dick handling abilities). She said he came in her mouth and she spit it up because it was so much. A few times of her catching him or him walking in on her in the shower and playing with each other she was ready to take let her dad take her virginity. She had plans on doing it on his bed and making it hot and romantic, but she ended up catching him jerk off to a dirty mag in his garage while he was working on his car. She went right up to him and dropped to her knees and told him “I thought we discussed this is my job” as she took his cock into her mouth. He let her suck on it and make it nice and wet. Then she got up and pulled her pants down and started rubbing and showing him her tight wet pussy. He picked her up and laid her back on the hood of his car and started licking her pussy and fucking her with his tongue. She said she came from his mouth and started begging for him to fuck her, he was on the fence about it. He teased her by rubbing his big thick head around her smooth wet pussy, then rubbing in out her clit. She said she couldn’t take the teasing anymore and pushed herself into him, forcing half his cock straight up into her. They both let out big moans and embraced each other and started making out as he slowly slide it all the way in. She just laid there while he filled her pussy up with all his cock. She said it was painful but the way he touched her and the way his cock curved it felt good really quick. He pumped her a few times slowly making her gasp and moan. Then she told him “harder daddy”, and he just stated pumping harder and faster into her. She said she was so wet from everything that it really diluted her blood from breaking her hymen, but looking down at her dads thick curved cock going in and out of her all shiny and wet made her his little slut right then and there. She said they went at it for about 10 mins or so and he pulled out and came all over her bit tits. 11 yrs old with almost size D bra, big perky tits cover in her dads cum. God I would of loved to seen that. I guess I’m lucky though, I did get to catch them when she was with me 18 at the time. We were stopping by her dad’s house where she was living at the time. She was going in to change and be right back out. Well I noticed the light on in her dad’s office/studio from out in the car. I seen this shadow blur across the curtains, realizing it was my girlfriend popping in to say hi to him. Then I noticed she dropped straight down instead of back out to the side like she came in view of the window. Then it hit me, she just dropped to her knees in front of him. Well I knew there was only one reason for her to do that, so I opened my door softly and then didn’t even close it just so they wouldn’t hear me trying to close my door and stop. I slowly snuck up to the window to his office and luckily there was a bit of the curtain open. When I looked in I was shocked! There was my gf on her knees holding her dads cock with one hand and cupping his balls with the other and licking up and down his shaft! I almost came in my pants right then and there, needless to say I had a rock hard cock then. She licked his shaft and then put it back in her naughty mouth and slide it all the way down with ease. You could deff tell she had been sucking that cock for a long time and knew how to work it. She was just gagging on it and then he stood up real quick took it out of her mouth and jerked it until he came all over her face. I was grabbing my rock hard cock through my pants not even realizing that I look like a big creep peeping in their window at night rubbing my cock. I watched as he took a shirt near by and gave it to her to clean her face off and decided to go back to the car before I’m spotted. I got back in the car and almost ripped my jeans because my cock was so hard. I took it out and started jerking off thinking about what I just seen with my own two eyes. Then I start thinking about all the stories she shared with me from the first time the had each other in the garage to that night she just sucked her dad off real quick while her bf waits out in the car. Never got to witness anything with any of my other ex girlfriends, but hopefully I can see something like that again. Still is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced. BTW I never said anything to my ex gf about what I saw with her dad, she was open about telling me but I knew that she would of felt embarrassed if she knew I saw and knew it was absolutely real.

Ultimate Masterlist

IF A LINK STOPS WORKING, ASK A FRIEND TO CHECK IT OUT BEFORE TELLING ME IT DOESN’T WORK. THERE HAS BEEN TIMES WHEN IT WAS JUST THAT PERSON PHONE.

Masterlist

Exo reactions (On hiatus for this group)

Bts reactions

Got7

Seventeen

NCT U

NCT 127

Monsta X

SHINEE (NONE YET)


Song Lyric Pranks

Jungkook/Never be like you

Jimin/Dangerous Woman

Taehyung/Ain’t My Fault

Jin/Don’t Let Me Down

Suga/Side to Side

Namjoon/Needed Me

Jhope/Lifted/Closer

Jackson/Same Old Love

Yugyeom/Into You

JB/Pity Party

Bambam/Kiss it better

Mark/I hate you, I love you

Youngjae/Send my love

Jinyoung/Mercy

Random Shit

Funny shit


GROUP SUBS

NCT Life

NCT 1#

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NCT 3#

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NCT 5#

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NCT 7#

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NCT 11#

NCT 12# PT 1, PT 2, PT 3

Symbol of Hope in the Absence of Peace

@swiftwidget and I were talking about the newest chapter which lead to her Symbol of Hope post, and I’d like to add my thoughts which emphasize her points. (EDIT: This got longer than expected!!!)

First, the closing lines of chapter 154:

LET US MOVE BEYOND DESPAIR!!

Despair. The complete loss of hope.

Izuku. The boy no one saw coming. Toshinori never imagined finding his successor in such a way. Revealing his weakness, his uncertainty, his fear. But time and time again, Izuku was there. He disrupts the wavering peace and creeping despair, bringing about hope. 

Bakugou. Uraraka. Aizawa. All Might over and over. Todoroki. Iida. EVEN STAIN!* And most recently, Lock Rock, Eri, and Mirio.

Izuku brings hope wherever he goes.

He twists their apparent fates. 




Bakugou would have died because of the sludge villain. No one else was acting to save him, even All Might!! But because of Izuku, a quirkless boy, his leap into action caused All Might to surpass his current limits and save them both. The catalyst for change.

Uraraka she could have been seriously injured or died during that exam! There may have been safety measures taken into account, but that giant robot was barreling towards her. Everyone else was running away. Except Izuku.

Aizawa, ready to expel a boy for repeatedly destroying his own body, is amazed by Izuku’s drive, endurance, and willingness to learn and better his control over his self-destructive quirk. He gave Aizawa hope - surpassing his expectations again and again. USJ. Summer Training Camp. Kamino. Overhaul’s hideout. Aizawa holds an immense amount of hope and pride in Izuku, even if he scarcely admits it.

All Might:

Do I even need to say more?

The hope he gives to the others is blatant and I want to mention Stain again.

Stain! 

Stain was disillusioned. Heroes, villains, they were all the same, falling to their vices. Pride, greed, revenge, etc. Iida only proved his point that today’s heroes are a far cry from his ideal version of a true hero, “All Might.” In Stain’s eyes only a select few were deemed worthy enough to call themselves heroes… Finally ready to turn his back on even children, still learning and growing, here comes Izuku! Bringing hope to Stain and Iida alike. 

A boy like this… He has the makings of a true hero. A hero who follows the teachings of All Might.

And GUESS WHAT! If it weren’t for Izuku butting his nose in, Iida would have died and Stain would likely still be at large, still lacking the audience he needs and wants for his message. Without Izuku, there wouldn’t have been that recorded confrontation with Endeavor. Stain would still be in the back streets, voiceless, preaching to victims who would fall by his hand.

Stain saved Izuku from the noumu. He didn’t have to. He could have easily taken another hostage. But IZUKU proved himself to be a true hero in Stain’s eyes. Someone worth saving. A budding seed. Hope for the new generation of heroes Stain was trying to create. Stain’s roles: “[False] Hero Killer” and “[True] Hero Breeder”




Izuku truly is the Symbol of Hope. Of change. Defying fate. Hope is not something that can be seen. If you are certain of something you can’t have hope. It is the time of uncertainty when hope is most needed. 

Sir Nighteye made a mistake in looking into All Might’s future. 

All Might needed hope. Hope that he would recover, return to being a hero. Instead, Sir gave him certainty. The certainty that All Might would fall and die at the hands of a villain. And what did Toshinori do? He accepted his fate. He did not hope to change it. He would fall, and he would die, but he would try his hardest to save those he could. HOWEVER, amidst the certainty that he would die… Izuku was there. Toshinori had hope. He had a need to survive. Rather than placing his life in the hands of certainty, he tossed that certainty aside and trusted in hope.

And he lived.

Because of Izuku.

Izuku “Deku” Midoriya. 

“The Hero Who Doesn’t Give Up”

The Symbol of Hope.

MORNING AFTER WITH BTS || Friends version

waking up next to your best friend after a drunk one night stand can’t be good… right?

Seokjin:

★you and jin had shared a bed many times

★so waking up next to you wasn’t something that bothered him

★he was used to waking up with a dead arm because you were laid on it

★what did bother him was that the two of you were naked

★he’d scrunch up his face trying to piece the small bits of memory he had together

★the panic would rise slightly as he tried to remember if he was protected

★that would soon be quashed when he saw the foil wrapper on the bedside drawers

★he’d then begin to panic over what would happen when you woke up

★would you leave and never talk to him again?

★over something the two of you couldn’t even remember?

★he decided to just treat it like any other time you two wake up together

★he carefully moved you from his arm and onto a pillow

★pulled on a pair of pyjamas

★and went to cook breakfast for the two of you

★when you finally woke and went to find him in the kitchen he’d offer you a small smile

★’you’re making omelette?’

★’it’s your favourite’

★’no egg pun with that?’

★’my egg puns aren’t craking today’

★’oh thank god. i thought you were going to be off with me’

★’why would i do that?’

★’you might see me different after last night’

★’i do see you different’

★’oh’

★’i see you as a god/goddess. now sit down and have your breakfast’

★the two of you ate while talking about the last thing you remember from last night

★'it isn’t as bad as they make it look in movies. we haven’t screamed at eachother, nor do we regret it’

★’you don’t regret it?’

★’i got to sleep with the most handsome man in the world, what’s to regret?’

★’you’re such an idiot’



Yoongi:

★more like afternoon after 

★you woke before him

★and decided it would be best to let the poor guy try get as much sleep as possible

★when you move to get off the bed to dress and leave, he’ll groan as his sleep was disturbed

★he’d watch you pull on your clothes then clear his throat

★’so that’s it? you’re not even going to tell me how i was?’

★’how do you not know how you were?’

★’i was drunk’

★’so was i’

★’well we’re just gonna have to do it again’

★when you threw a piece of clothing at him he’d laugh and sit up

★’you want to go get breakfast?’

★’it’s two in the afternoon’ 

★’we’re breaking the fast, Y/N. therefore it’s breakfast’

★’here’s me thinking i would have breakfast made for me’

★’i’m just as disgusted about last night i deserve compensation in the form of food also’

★when you frowned at his words, he’ll reach to pull you back onto the bed

★’it’s called a joke, love’

★he’d wrap the covers around you along with his arms

★he’d nuzzle his face into you

★and his hands would come to rest on your stomach under your shirt

★’i was serious about the doing it again thing. i’d like to do it again many times’ 

★’is that your way of asking me to be your friend with benefits?”

★’no, that was my way of asking if you’d be my girlfriend/boyfriend’

★’will i get breakfast in bed?’

★’no’

★’then it’s a no from me’

★’you little shit’

★you’d both stay laid in bed until your stomach growled

★he’d order food from his phone

★’i could cook’

★’it would require you getting out of bed’

★’we can’t stay in bed forever’

★’not with that attitude you can’t’

★he really loves to play with your hands???

★he’ll trace shapes, lyrics, his shopping list

★when it’s time for you to leave, he’ll kinda just stretch out on the bed 

★and pout

★’take me up on my offer of going out with me’

★’why should i?’

★’because i never want to wake up without you again’


Hoseok:

★softest gentleman to ever live

★when he got out of bed, he’d wrap the covers over you so none of you was exposed

★he’d go and start breakfast and make you both coffee

★when he returned to the room to see you waking up he’d turn to mush

★’breakfast is cooking. do you want to join me for a quick shower?’  

★’that would be lovely’

★’i’ve only got shower gel for me, so you’ll have to smell like me for a while’

★he’d help you out of bed and walk you to the bathroom  

★when under the water, he’ll massage your shoulders and back 

★’i could get used to this’ 

★he’d laugh and pull you back to him 

★’do you want to get used to it?’

★he’d sway with you in his arms

★’we should go eat’

★helps you get dried 

★let’s you wear something from his wardrobe

★gushes over it

★is a big ball of mush for you

★sits you on the sofa and spoon feeds you breakfast



Namjoon:

★he’d warm with joy when he wakes up to see your naked form curled into him

★though his smile would quickly fade when he saw the bruises that decorated your skin

★his fingers would run over one slowly

★you’d give a groan in response and he’d move away quickly

★’why did you stop?’ 

★you moved to look up at him

★a frown of your own on your face when you saw his expression

★’do you want me to leave?’

★’no! no, it’s just that I made a mess of you’

★you’d look down to your chest and giggle at the purple spots you now adorned

★’it’s not funny! you should’ve stopped me!’

★’why? it obviously felt good’

★’it looks painful’

★’i think it looks pretty. a souvenir, if you will’

★his mood would lift back up at your laughing 

★he’d move to hover over you and kiss all over the marks  

★he’d help you get dressed 

★would try his best to brush you hair

★but ends up getting the brush stuck

★so he gives up and lets you take over

★this poor pup can’t cook for his life so out to mcdonalds you go

★he’d wrap his arm around you while you walked 

everything happens for a reason, you know’

★‘yeah, it was always destined for you to take me to mcdonalds for lunch’



Jimin:

★jimin took good care of you as your friend

★but after you’d been intimate hot damn be prepared to be treated like royalty

★you’d wake up on your own

★but a few seconds after you’d see him walk through the door with a tray in his hands

★’you’re not leaving until I’ve fed you’

★’who said i was planning on leaving?”

★you’d both giggle alot

★after eating breakfast together in bed, you’d flop next to him and sigh

★’tell me how much you liked it~’ 

★’it was alright’

★’alright? alright wouldn’t have made you moan like that’

★’how do you remember that?’

★’you don’t forget the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard’

★’shut up’ 

★he’d lay over you to stop you from getting up

★’are we still friends?’

★'you wanna be friends after i had you a quivering mess beneath me? i don’t think so. we’re walking away at least friends with benefits. but me being your boyfriend would be ideal’

★soft bub would turn red when you agreed to the whole dating thing

★he’d move to pin your arms on the bed and straddle your stomach

★’tell me you love me’

★’i don’t’

★’then why’d you say yes?’

★’you got a nice butt’

★would attack you with kisses



Taehyung:

★if you think you could sneak out of bed think again

★he’d have his limbs wrapped around you so tight while you slept

★so when you woke up, you’d try to shimmy out of his grip

★but gave up shortly after 

★so you just laid and waiting for him to wake up

★and when he did you’d be smothered in kisses

★he’d be so happy that you’re still here

★’you didn’t leave?”

★’how could i leave when you’ve got me in a death grip?’

★’oh, sorry’

★he’d free you from the cage his limbs made 

★so you can finally stretch

★upon stretching you finally feel the numbness in your lower half

★b/c my boy goes h a r d 

★when he hears you wince, he frowns and pulls you close to him

★probably says ‘sorry’ 2343223 times

★will run a bath for you to ease some of the throbbing

★but ends up joining you 

★hums while washing your hair

★when you’re dried and dressed he’ll cook for you

★and by cook i mean make toast for you

★he’d sit opposite you, watching you eat

★’is there something on my face?’

★’you’re glowing’

★he’d giggle as your cheeks turned red

★’you look very pretty in the morning’

★’you’re very greasy in the morning’

★he wouldn’t let you out of his sight

★for some reason he thinks you’re ten times more fragile after sex

if another member comes near you he’ll wrap you close to him


Jungkook:

★one huge misunderstanding

★you’d had to leave for whatever reason

★so when he woke up to find your side empty he frown

★and kinda just lay there

★trying to remember as much from last night as possible

★he thought you regretted it because you left

★so he wouldn’t text you

★he didn’t want to feel uncomfortable

★and you thought he didn’t text you beause he was ashamed 

★the two of you would just mope around

★the other members would be upset by the shift of mood

★they’d plan to lock you in a room until you sorted things out and things could go back to normal 

★’so’

★’so’

★’you alright?’

★’missed you a bit, but i’m good’

★’you missed me?’

★’yeah, not having you to talk to is awful’

★’i thought you were ashamed’

★’and i thought you were embarrased’

★’we didn’t speak for two weeks because of a misunderstanding?’ 

★’well when we’re done here you’re coming to the dorms and staying until further notice. I have two weeks to catch up on’ 

BTS Reaction ; Falling For You While Being in A Relationship

Requested by Anonymous, “Hello, I love your blog so much! You’re such a talented writer! Can I request a reaction to BTS falling for one of their friends (who is the reader/OC) while they have a girlfriend? Sorry if my english is weird. Thank you and I love you! 💖💖💖”

Note; jdfks YOUR ENGLISH IS FINE AND I LOVE YOU TOO!


Jin ➳ It’s been awhile since he realized he had feelings for you and he was terrified. He knew he had to choose one, his best friend or his significant other — but it was hard for him, too afraid to confront his girlfriend and leave a mess he’d rather not clean up. He loves you, spending every passing day with you and even cancelling meet ups with his girlfriend like she was nothing but a nuissance. His phone always kept ringing with texts, and when he finally got tired of it one day as he forced the device to slumber when you both went out to eat, you finally ask him about it. “Is it your girlfriend calling?” You ask with a teasing smile as he blows on his steaming soup.

“Nah,” he whispers, sliding the phone into his pocket, “it’s no one important.”

Originally posted by yoongichii


Suga ➳ The moment Yoongi realized he was falling for you, he had ended it with his girlfriend right then and there. He wasn’t going to lead someone on when his heart belonged to someone else, and even if you didn’t know about his feelings — he didn’t care in the slightest. He invited you to the studio and dorms plenty of times, and he would be smiling more often, teasing you and just basking in the beauties of you. It was one day when you two were in the studio alone, that you finally notice his gaze burning holes into your soul. “What?” You snap, annoyed, and he simply sways his arms nervously as he smiles admiringly.

“I love you.”

Originally posted by minsecretsoul


J-Hope ➳ It was just a simple crush that prolonged as wine overfilled his glass and intoxicated him, permanately drunk on you. Being with you made him happy, but he was way too afraid to leave his girlfriend due to the aftermath — and the cruel reality that you may never return his feelings had obsidian ink dripping into half of his heart. He always left you at abrupt times, never trusting himself around you as his body begged to touch yours, and when he got up to calm his flushed cheeks and fluttering heart, you raised an eyebrow, thinking he was sick. “Are you okay?” The question drips from your lips and freezes him, quickly feigning a smile and refusing to stare you in the eyes.

“Yep.” Hell no.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


RapMonster ➳ “So how is she?”

And the question alone makes his stomach drop. How is she? His girlfriend? He didn’t know, his eyes only staring into yours that seemed to calm him many of times, making him feel at ease as if they were home — and before he can even realize what he says, the next words casually leave his vocal chords. “Broken.”

“What?” You ask, eyebrows knitting together as you tilt your head to the side in confusion.

“(y/n), I broke up with her a while back,” he confesses, because it is true, he just never deemed it necessary to let others know, “because..I realized I was in love with you.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


Jimin ➳ He couldn’t help himself, and he was even disgusted with himself. His feelings bloomed with each passing day, the floret growing bigger and stronger and refusing to wilt. He is way too nice to leave his girlfriend even though he knew all he felt was attraction towards her, but with you..he is in love with you. Deeply. “Like the stars, you’re beautiful.” He says as you both sit in the back of his truck during the night, and immediately, you become flustered.

“Oh shut up, you ass,” you laugh, pushing his shoulder but he quickly grabs your hand.

“I’m being honest,” a genuine smile forms on his lips as he looks into your eyes, “how do you look so beautiful all the time?”

Originally posted by yoonmin


VI’m traditional, is his excuse to everything, especially to leaving his girlfriend he was way too afraid to confront like a man and leave. His feelings for you were obvious, his replies to you becoming even shier and shorter, rectangular smiles nearly ripping the skin on his cheeks as he would playfully try to put his hands on you as they ached to feel the sparks he felt whenever they touched your warm skin. He was even more playful, and one day when you two fall off the couch of the dark living room, falling into his chest while becoming a giggling mess from his tickle attack — you try to get up after having calmed down only for his arms to instantly wrap tightly around the small of your back and pull you flush against his chest.

“Just a little longer,” his deep voice breathes, “please.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


Jungkook ➳ “You’re not my boyfriend.”

And he stiffens as those words, even if you giggled them, leave your mouth as they used his heart like a punching bag. You’re not my boyfriend. He sits there, slumping into the couch he sits on defeatedly as your eyes settle on Taehyung from across the party, telling him that you were going to spend time with the older man and Jungkook knew where this was going. He was jealous, and he didn’t want you to go, grabbing your arm with such force to keep you seated beside him even if his girlfriend was watching you two from afar. But you were right, he wasn’t yours, you weren’t his and you never will be.

And regretfully, he stares into his lap as he whispers, “I wish I was.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


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I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love’s not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a [woman], and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time…
—  Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Imagine demon!Dean beating a guy up to death because he touched you and he got jealous.

“She’s pretty.” you said softly, trying to hold back the hint of bitterness and pain in your voice. Or jealousy for that matter. You couldn’t blame her, who knew with how many women Dean had been with ever since he became a demon.

“And probably his type. But it shouldn’t bother you now, should it chipmunk?” Crowley raised an eyebrow as the both of you didn’t take your eyes off of the demon playing darts as the blonde waitress gave him another drink with a rather flirtysmile might you say.

“Not now, not ever.” Crowley finally turned to look at you “You are not his girlfriend, (Y/n). Never been, yet you are bothered so much by this. I wonder why.”

You scoffed, turning to glare at him “As if you don’t know. Dean is probably the most oblivious man in the world but you never were Crowley. Why would you use this stupid nickname on me if you didn’t?”

“Guilty.” he flashed you a smile, downing his drink “But he’s no longer the man that you remember, love.”

“Right, so that’s why you wanted me here?” you scoffed “And don’t you dare deny it to me Crowley. You didn’t even blink in surprise when you saw me. You’re letting yourself get caught and sooner or later Sam will come walking in as well.”

“I must admit- the only thing that did surprise me was the fact that moose didn’t come in right after you.” he shrugged “But probably- it’s time to finally put him on track-” he looked at Dean “And make him realize how little he is leaving for just how much.”

“Hell? Oh wow, yes Crowley that really is everyone’s dream kingdom.”

“It is one, nonetheless.” he winked at you and before you could say a thing he had vanished right in front of your eyes. You scoffed at him but didn’t have the chance to question him when you turned your head and your eyes locked with his green ones. And just like always they made your heart skip a beat. Because maybe you were always friends but your love for him was undying.

You held your breath as he set his glass down and raised an eyebrow at you. He said nothing to the rest of them men he was playing with and casually strode towards you “(Y/n)” his voice was as rough but a lot more cold “Fancy seeing you here.” and the smirk on his face made it all worse.

“Is it?” you asked in a low voice and his smile dropped.

“What do you want here?” he asked serious.

“Oh so Crowley didn’t tell you?” you scoffed a laugh “He knew I was on your tracks with Sam, he should be here very soon. I managed to get a lead and thought if I could convince you to come back without him having to hurt himself but… I don’t think there is a point in trying.”

“I told you to stay away.” he shrugged casually, stuffing his hands in his pockets “Not my fault you don’t listen.

“You told Sam to let you go, not me. And I thought there was a chance here but- I was wrong obviously. I’m curious how you didn’t see this coming, or even more that Crowley didn’t speak to you about his plans. Whatever those may be. What happened? Don’t you guys tell everything? Oh no, don’t Dean, secrets are bad, they ruin relationships. We know it better than anyone.” you went from sarcastic to completely serious.

He scoffed, putting on a smirk on his face and rolling his eyes “Don’t care what his game is, I am not his toy. I have my own plans and I’m glad that… he made it easier for me.” he looked

“What do you mean?” you frowned when you noticed the predatory smile on his face “Made it easier by letting me find you?”

“I’ll let you know soon, now follow me and let’s out of here. You’re drawing too much fucking attention with those shorts.” he took hold of your arm, dragging you up as he glared at a few men behind you that had been sneaking looks at you.

“Like hell.” you hissed, snatching your arm from his “Why does it even matter to you? Especially now, I am nothing to you. So what if they look? I am free, Dean, hell they can even touch as much as they want to.” you said angrily.

His eyes darkened as he looked “Let’s go. Now.” he said in a low almost growl but you weren’t having any of it.

“Why?” you scoffed a laugh “So that you can kill me now? Or so that she doesn’t see us talking?” you motioned with your head to the blonde that already had her eyes on you. You tried so hard not to show how much this was hurting you.

“She has nothing to do with this. Come on.” he tugged, holding your hand again.

“Right, of course she doesn’t.” you scoffed “With how many have you been exactly all these months?”

“You’d want to know, wouldn’t you?” a satisfied smirk was on his face.

You didn’t have the chance to speak though because another voice spoke up “Is everything alright?” it was a guy you had seen checking you out ever since you came in.

“Yes, everything’s fine actually. My friend here was just leaving.” you gave Dean a look “How about you buy me a drink and we can talk?” you gave him a smile that made his grin widen.

“Yes, of course sweet cheeks.” he wrapped an arm around your waist.

“You’re gonna lose that hand buddy.” Dean growled, and you both stopped before you could leave.

“Excuse me?” he raised an eyebrow “Did you just threaten me?”

“No, I was giving you a friendly warning.” Dean shrugged with a casual smile.

“Yeah, right.” he scoffed, arm tightening on your waist just to mock the demon and for a second you got scared when Dean’s smile completely fell.

“But you obviously don’t listen very well.” he scoffed and before you could realize it he had grabbed the man by the collarof his shirt and pinned him against a pillar.

“And now- you get to see what I mean when I say that you shouldn’t have done that.” and even if you expected it you jumped when he threw a powerful punch at the man. And the another, and another and another without letting him do a single move. You were almost scared for his life when you saw the mark on Dean’s arm burn that angry red as he kept hitting the guy, blood covering his fist and groans and moans of pain filling the bar along with hushed whispers from other customers.

“Fucking asshole, think you could ever have a piece of that?” he scoffed a laugh, punching more “In your dreams!” another punch “She’s too pure and perfect for a bloody jackass like you. You would never stand a fucking chance.” he growled, punching him more.

You could barely make out any of the things he said after that as the sounds were too much to handle. People shouting, some cheering and encouraging him to keep going. And then you heard her.

“Dean, stop!” she screamed but he didn’t listen to her, as he kept punching with groans himself “Stop! You’re gonna kill him!” she screamed but it didn’t seem to have a single effect on him at the moment.

“Would serve him fucking right.” Dean growled, grabbing his bloody face and making the guy look at you “Do you see that? Do you see her?” he said through gritted teeth “She’s great isn’t she? And you’d really want a piece of her tonight but that would be it. You had some gruesome thoughts for her after that though, didn’t you?” he turned his head to look at Dean “Didn’t you?” he roared and he gave him a weak nod.

“Just like I thought.” Dean smirked “For the first, I’d really just break your hand and maybe face. But for this-” he looked at him darkly and your breath got caught in your throat. If he killed him right there in front of so many people he’d draw all the wrong attention.

“Dean!” you screamed “No, no don’t!” you exclaimed and as surprising as it was for everyone, it caught his attention and he glanced at you over your shoulder. You looked at him with wide eyes, shaking your head in fear.

“Seems like your lucky day, bastard.” he growled “You’re very damn lucky that she can have this effect on me because trust me your death… it would have not been easy. And she would never give you a single glance because you know why?” he smirked in an almost sinister way “Oh you know why.” he laughed, pushing him to the side and he fell on the floor. He looked down at him for a second, smirking before with a roll of his eyes he turned around and looked at the rest of the customers.

He didn’t say a think, he only scoffed at them and walked towards you.

“D” you found yourself whispering as you stared at him with wide eyes “You would have-”

“I should have.” he growled “Hope you fucking understand I am not playing games here, (Y/n).” he grabbed your jaw with one hand and your heart leapt to your throat when he brought his face closer to yours, your lips only an inch away. You knew what he wanted to do but he stopped himself, looking from your lips up to your eyes. He smiled slightly, running his thumb over your lower lip.

“You are mine, and I’ll make sure everybody knows it from now on.” he said in a low rough voice and you frowned. You knew in what way he meant it, you were no fool with what he had almost done but it still confused you. You were always friends and on top of that even if he didn’t care at the moment as a demon… what really held him back from forcing a kiss out of you? IT felt as if for a moment you saw your own Dean flash through his eyes.

“Only. Mine.” he said in a husky voice in your ear and you felt shivers run down your spine when his teeth grazed over it “I’ll wait in the car.” he added and let go of you, almost leaving you to try to recover from the shock.

But you only had another one coming once he’d left and the waitress spoke to you “You are (Y/n)?”

“Why-” your voice was hoarse as you looked at her “You know me?” and the look on her face only said yes, making you realize there was only person that could have spoken about you to her.

Dean. But the real question was why?

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Requested by:

Annon:
Hi I don’t know if you can do a bill Skarsgard imagine like bill brothers come to visit you two and you an bill have a little fun at night😉😉and in the morning his brothers tease you both about how loud you are and bill was defending you and yeah ejeje thank you!! “Smut” please thanks!       

@harleysgothamonline
Hello, desperate fangirl here! Could you possibly do an imagine where the reader and Bill get into a huge argument just having a screaming match and they are both screaming and crying and she’s hitting his chest out of anger, and then they both make up by kissing passionately and cuddling. It’s okay if you want to pass on that idea, I promise I won’t be butt hurt lol.

Warnings: Language, smut.

A/N: I hope you don’t mind that I mixed two request, I’ve changed the roles just a little. This is my firs time writting smut and I really sucks… sorry about that, I‘ve tried my best, sorry for my horrible english.

Pairing: Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Title: “You moan like a princess”

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“Stop yelling, Y/N, my siblings are in the next room” Bill whispered trying to stay calm despite his girlfriend still yelling at him without reason

“I DON’T CARE THEY’RE IN HERE BILL” She yelled furiously, feeling her heart beating faster against her chest  

“Why are you so angry, Y/N? WHAT DID I DO NOW?” he asked without understanding, twining his fingers in his hair, starting to feel desperate.  

“I SAW YOUR CELLPHONE” She confessed with tears in her eyes “I SAW YOUR MESSAGES WITH THAT SLUT, BILL!”  She felt the bitter tears begin to slide down her red cheeks. Bill looked at her, he was furious, his girlfriend had been snooping on his cellphone without permission

“WHY DID YOU CHECK MY PHONE, Y/N?” He asked angrily, starting to yell too

“OH MY GOD! I JUST FOUND YOUR MESSAGES WITH ANOTHER WOMAN AND YOU…  Oh God , I CAN’T BELIEVE IT, BILL!” She tried to look at him, but tears clouded her vision and she felt how her heart break into a thousand pieces. Bill stayed quiet, looking at who he believed was the love of his life, crying furiously in front of him and he felt like the worst human being.

“I’m sorry” He whispered with a broken voice, approaching her, trying to hold her, but she walks away

“YES, YOU SHOULD SORRY” She kept yelling, not with anger but sadness

“Y/N, it’s not what you think, nothing ever happened with her” He tried to hug her desperately and she hits him on the chest

“I’m not stupid, Bill” She hits him again trying to get away from him, but he was holding her tight

“I know you’re not, Y/N, please” He begged with tears in his eyes “I love you”

“No, you don’t” She sobbed as he embraced her

“Hey…” He whispered and takes her chin with his fingertips “Look at me, my love” Y/N turned to see him, Oh God! She loved his green eyes “You have to believe me, I would never do anything to hurt you” He said more relaxed

“But I saw the messages, Bill, you can’t deny it!”

He sighed heavily.

The truth was that in the last few months, Bill had been planning his marriage proposal to Y/N, and his best friend had agreed to help him with it, the messages really could be misunderstood because they just talked about meeting in certain places to talk about it

“She was helping me to plan my marriage proposal” he confesses in distress “Now it’s all ruined, but I don’t care because I don’t want to lose you Y/N” he walked to the dressing table and take the fake flowers from the clay vase, he reached into the vase and pulled out a small black box.

He went back to Y/N and showed it to her “It’s not as I had planned it, actually Gustaf and Alex were here to help me with it but… damn it! You’d to be a psycho girlfriend, dear!” Y/N looked at him in puzzlement, with one hand covering her mouth, feeling the stupidest woman on the planet, she was trembling and couldn’t control it, Bill rested his forehead on hers; she could feel his warm breath and breathe his favorite cologne that she loved it so much, chamomile and mint, she looked into his eyes “be my wife” he whispered opening the little box

“Oh my god”

“is it a yes?”

“Yes” She whispered almost inaudibly.

Bill took the ring and put it on her finger. He kissed her,  holding her tightly by the waist, but it wasn’t a romantic kiss, it was one full of desire. It wouldn’t be the first time they ended up having sex after an argument.

He was much taller than her, but Y/N manages to take a small leap by wrapping her legs around his waist; Bill walked with her and they lie down on the bed while still kissing

“Do you want to go out to dinner? Or do you prefer to stay and kiss to see how this continues?” He said between kissed. Y/N looked at him and responded with another kiss even more passionate than the previous one.

Her hands had begun to play with the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning them one by one until completely removed. She loved to see him like that, she adored his milky skin and his Adam’s apple moving every time is swallowed, she loved his dilated pupils giving a special touch to the green of his eyes, and his velvet lips, Dear God.

Bill had taken her dress off along with her dark bra, his kisses had begun to run down her neck and shoulder making her gasp slightly, his velvet lips begging to fiddle with her left nipple making her squirm under him and panting wildly, his right hand low up brushing the thin fabric of her underwear, feeling as she began to get wet just for him, her thighs trembled.  

Y/N tried to control her hips, but she was desperate to feel some friction, so she took his hand and guide him inside her panties, he began to touch her gently rubbing her clit, she struggled not to moan to loudly, after all Bill’s brothers were in the next room. He slides his fingers inside her and she twisted her neck letting exposed to him, he couldn’t miss the opportunity to kiss it and suck it slightly causing it to form a small hickey that would disappear soon.

He stopped touching her “What happened?” She asked confused “Why did you stop?”

“It seems you aren’t enjoying what I’m doing” He replied, whispering in her ear. His warm breath crashing against her skin, excited her even more.

“Your brothers are in the other room, Bill”

“I thought you didn’t mind, sweetheart” He tested her, lifted one eyebrow playfully as he licked her earlobe, making her moan softly.

“Bill, please” she whispered

“I want you to scream my name” He slip another finger inside her and felt her scratching his arm.

“Bill” she whispered breathlessly as he began to move his fingers inside her, she moved her hips and moan against his neck “more…” She begged him

“I can’t hear you, sweetie”

“Fuck me, Bill” She begged, biting his jaw gently and arranging to unbuckle his belt and remove his trousers, touching his prominent bulge, he groaned at her touch and without thinking twice she moved her hand inside his boxers taking his erection.

“Shee-it, Y/N” He settled between her legs and gently slide inside her as he kissed her hardly, he lets out a small groan as she scratched his back in response, he started thrusting faster and harder

In a quick movement, Y/N was on top of him, riding his cock and scratching his chest with every movement she made, Bill held her by the waist to gain the most stimulation with each stroke. He loved her, he loved her waist, her messy hair and her breasts moving to the beat of both.

She began to feel how the heat grew inside her and her calves began to tingle, as it happened every time she was about to reach an orgasm, she also felt how Bill’s muscles began to tense beneath her… “Y/N” He groaned as he clutched her breasts and took her neck to draw her closer to him and kiss her with passion finally thrusting their both into a climax.

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Y/N and Bill were in the kitchen making breakfast, they heard footsteps and laughter in the hall, Gustaf and Alex appeared and sat on the kitchen counter in front of both

“Good morning guys” Y/N greeted them while turning a pancake with the spatula

“Good morning, Y/N” replied Gustaf “How about last night guys?” he asked as he serve a cup of coffee, Y/N and Bill cross glances and laugh “I mean… we heard you arguing”

“And other stuff” Alex joked

Y/N felt her cheeks begin to turn pink and laughed nervously, she knew these two too well and they wouldn’t hesitate to joke “I don’t know which one is noisier, if my brother or his girlfriend” mocked Alex and Bill turned to see him angrily

Gustaf let out a loud laugh “Bill you moan like a princess”

Y/N laughed and watched Bill’s jaw began to tighten

“I mean… Dad would be very disappointed in you, brother” Alex stood up to reach a mug

Y/N laughed and walked over to Bill “Let him alone guys” She said, wrapping her arms around his neck “I love your moans baby, don’t mind them” she confessed giving him a kiss on his lips and gigglin.

requests are open! (x)

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dating yoongi [realistically]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

jungkook l taehyung l jimin l hoseok

important disclaimer: please remember that everything I wrote down is my own personal opinion. I do not know Yoongi personally, nor his past relationship experiences, so this is based on my imagination of ‘’realistic’’ only.  This is only my own imagination on how it could be like dating him. If you’re not open to stuff like this, please don’t read.

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You Suck, Parker

Request: #111 with peter ?

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

Word Count: 1476

Warnings: SO MANY SEXUAL INNUENDOS

A/N: Holy moly I had so much fun writing this one.

Summary: Peter and Y/N have been friends for quite some time and wow, they finally admit their feelings for each other while making a few sexual innuendos here and there. (THis is fluffy I swear).

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“Y/N, when will you be home tonight?” Your mother asked you.

“Not sure. Peter and I have a Chem test on Monday and want to try and get a lot of studying in before then,”

“Meaning the two of you won’t study at all, but watch movies and then fall asleep on the couch,”

“Yeah, that sounds about right,” you you admitted.

“Alright, behave yourself and make sure you’re home by tomorrow morning,”

“Of course, mom. I’ll see you tomorrow!” You said as you left your house to head to Peter’s.

You and Peter had known each other for quite a long time, and you usually spent your Friday night’s ‘studying’ aka, attempting to study but ending up watching movies.

You would argue that you were Peter’s best friend, but Ned always says otherwise. But you and Peter were rather close, you were always spending time with him, and it was no secret to you that he was Spiderman.

And of course, you harboured feelings for the boy. For as long as you could remember you had had a crush on Peter Parker. And damn, were your feelings growing with each passing day. Peter, of course, had no idea, but you weren’t exactly sure whether that was a problem or not.

When you arrived at Peter’s door, you knocked and May let you in.

“Y/N! Peter will be so happy you’re here. He’s in his room, just go on it,”

“Thanks May! It’s great to see you,”

“Nice to see you too, Y/N,” She said as you walked away towards Peter’s room

“Knock knock,” You said, opening Peter’s bedroom door.

“Y/N, hey,” he smiled

You walked in and sat down on Peter’s chair, across from his bed where he was sitting.

“So did you bring your books?” Peter asked

“Of course not Parker. We never actually study, I thought why bother lugging heavy textbooks over here if we weren’t actually going to study,”

Peter laughed, “That’s fair, but I thought we could skip the movie tonight?”

“Skip the movie? Who are you and what have you done with Peter Parker?”

“C’mon, I had a better idea,”

“And what is this better idea of yours Mr Parker?” You questioned.

Peter smiled at you, stood up and walked across his room to his closet. He began stripping, pulling his shirt off

“Not that I’m opposed to this, but what are you doing Parker?”

Peter laughed, “I’m putting on my Spidey suit,”

“Oh, so not only are you getting naked, but you’re getting kinky,” you raised your eyebrows.

“Geez, Y/N, didn’t realize you were into that kinda thing,” Peter said, continuing to put on his suit.

“Oh there’s a lot you don’t know i’m into,” 

“Oh yeah, and what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Play your cards right and maybe one day you’ll find out,”

“I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Peter said.

He put the mask over his face and walked over and held his hand out to you,

“Shall we, my dear?”

“And what exactly are we doing?”

“Just, come with me,”

You took Peter’s hand and followed him out onto his fire escape.

“What now, Parker?” You asked

Peter wrapped his arm around your waist and said “Now you hold on tight,”

“Oh god,” you muttered, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Suddenly, your feet weren’t on the fire escape anymore, you could feel yourself flying through the air. Your heart was rapidly beating

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ve got you,” Peter said.

You tightened your grip on Peter, closed your eyes, and buried your face in his neck. You felt Peter’s arm wrap tighter around your waist.

Soon, you felt Peter hit the ground, and he slowly let go of you and your feet hit the ground.

You opened your eyes and looked around, you were standing on a roof,

“Where are we?”

“I found this place not too long ago, its nothing special, but you can see so much of the city from up here, I thought it was so beautiful when I first saw it. It reminded me of you. I knew I had to show you,” Peter answered, taking off his mask.

You walked to the edge of the building and stared off watching the lights of the city. The cars’ lights reflections danced off the windows of the buildings around you. You could hear the noises of the city below, the car horns and the sirens, yet everything was quiet so high up.

“It really is beautiful up here, Peter,” you turned to look at him

“I’m glad you like it,” He smiled, rubbing the back go his head with his hand.

“Its not just the view I like, Peter,”

“Right, you like the Spidey suit, turns you on,” He joked

“More like I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” you whispered to yourself

What?” Peter asked

I said you suck, Parker,”

Peter rolled his eyes, and grabbed your hand, “Come on, theres something else I want to show you,”

You allowed Peter to lead you across the roof of the building. There was a small garden in the corner, with a bench next to it.

“Peter, this is so beautiful,”

You approached the garden and slowly let your hand fall out of Peter’s as you bent down to admire the flowers.

“I remember you telling me you love forget-me-not’s and lilies, so I planted some earlier this season and they finally bloomed, so I figured now would be the best time to show you this place,”

“Peter, how on earth do you not have a girlfriend? You’re actually the sweetest boy I know,” you smiled, leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Well actually, there is someone I like,”

“Oh really? And who might this special someone be?” You teased, walking around the garden to lean on the side of the roof.

“Well, they know my secret,” Peter said, holding up his mask, “they also are always crashing my house and distracting me from my homework,”

Peter started walking closer towards you.

“They also can never decide what movie to watch on movie nights. Not to mention that they distract me in class too. Not on purpose, mind you, but they’re so beautiful, I can’t help but stare at them,”

You smiled, you knew he was talking about you. As soon as he started talking, you knew.

“Tell me more, Peter Parker,”

Peter was now standing right in front of you, “Well, i’ve kinda had a thing for them for a few years now. I’m kinda actually in love with them,”

“Well, in that case, there’s something you should know Parker,”

“What’s that, Y/N?” 

“There this superhero I’m kind of in love with,”

“Please tell me its not Mr. Stark, that would just make this so awkward,”

“No, but have you seen Captain America’s ass? Damn,”

Peter rolled his eyes at you.

“I’m kidding. Kind of,” you said

“Y/N,-“ Peter started

“I love you too, Peter,” You said

“Don’t you mean I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” Peter whispered

“You dID HEAR ME,”

“Of course I heard you,” Peter smiled.

“You suck, Parker,”

“Does this mean I can kiss you now?”

“I think I changed my mind. Do you have Captain America’s number? He seems like he wouldn’t be as mean to me,”

You stared at Peter while he bit back a smile.

“Yes Parker! Kiss me already,”

Peter put his hands on either side of your face, and gently pressed his lips up against yours. 

You pulled away, “You still suck Parker,”

“I think, now, it’ll be you that will be the one who sucks,”

“Oh mY GOD PARKER!” You laughed.

“Sorry, sorry, it had to be said,” he smiled.

“So Parker, are you going to take me back to your house so we can finish up that movie night, and maybe, maybe, if you’re lucky we can talk about that other thing you suggested,”

“I think by the time you even decide on a movie to watch, i’ll be asleep and it’ll be too late for anything else,” he joked

“Well it would be the perfect way to wake up, now wouldn’t it, Parker,”

“Damn, maybe I should wear this suit around you more often,”

“Believe me, its not the suit,”

“Well, then what are we waiting for?” Peter asked, putting his mask back on.

He wrapped his arm sound your waist and shot a web to another building. The two of you were flying over the city once again, but this time you kept your eyes open.

Familiar

Plot: It had been a few months since Park Jimin had learned a valuable lesson, but he was craving to meet the person who had taught it to him, even though he was still with his girlfriend.

Pairing: Idol! Park Jimin x Reader

Genre: MUCH Angst, fluff

Notes: There you go. Foreign 2. I ain’t writing more of this. You are lucky I didn’t kill off the reader or anyone. 2.5k Words

P.S. If you ask for more, I’m just going to ignore it because I hate writing more cliché bull. I love you all, but I’m a brat.

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Originally posted by sosjimin

It was never the same. After he had met you, he stopped caring about his relationship, but tried so hard to do what he could to get the same spark he used to have. Don’t get him wrong – there was a spark, but it didn’t come close to the one he had with you. 

His bandmates had even noticed this change. It wasn’t obvious, but he had been with his bandmates for more than three years now. They knew about his behavior. It was less excitable when he saw his girlfriend, maybe he went over to her place more, but it seemed as if he was forcing himself to.

“Jimin, are you okay?”

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anonymous asked:

a HC where Chubby!MC ask her S/O to break up with her because she thought herself as a burden and only embarass her s/o?? *slips hourglasses

lololol I think I’ll classify this as mini-fic tbh haha I write whatever comes out. Mm, I can’t think of V’s reaction, sorry…

Reminder that anon requests are closed atm, as mentioned if you click into our bio’s “Read before Req.” We’re just getting old reqs done first, and denying anon significantly minimizes amount of reqs, but we don’t want to deny all reqs. Anon is still there in case anyone wants to ask questions or talk :3

Warning: Long post.

–R.I.


Chubby MC asks to Break Up

Jaehee

  • Jaehee was rubbing her temples, thrown off by your sudden statement. “What brought this on, MC?” she asked, sounding tired and sad already.
  • When you didn’t reply, she prompted, “Was it something I did? Was it the chocolate I secretly ate a few weeks ago? Or maybe when I ignored you that one time a while back when I was serving a customer? Or was it because I was top last nigh—“
  • “No!!” you exclaimed. Your cheeks were flushed from her previous comment. Lowering your voice, you continued, “No… It’s just me. I-I… I don’t like how I look.”
  • She led you to sit down on the couch, running her hand soothingly on your back. Jaehee was staring at you with worried eyes, silently urging you to explain.
  • Reluctantly, you began to speak. “Jaehee… you’re really, really pretty… Ever since you quit C&R, you’ve become more feminine and beautiful… So many people turn their heads at the sight of you. I bet nobody even thinks that the one next to you is your lover because I’m so… fat. I really do love you, but I’m only holding you back from finding someone better than me.”
  • The hand on your back slowed to a stop. Jaehee took hold of both your hands, looking you straight in the eyes. “MC. Have you ever heard that a woman becomes more beautiful when she falls in love?
  • Without waiting for your reply, she continued, “If you think that I’ve gotten prettier, then it must be because of you. I fell… ah, this sounds cheesy… I fell in love with you. And, it’s also thanks to you that I gained the courage to leave C&R to start a coffeeshop. I can only be so happy because you were by my side, so please, don’t think you’re not good enough for me. If it wasn’t for you, I would still be sitting unhappily at a desk and waiting on Mr. Han day and night.”
  • Jaehee’s desperation to express her appreciation brought tears to your eyes. You wrapped your arms around her tightly, letting yourself cry on her shoulder. All you could think of was, Thank you, for accepting me.

Zen

  • You were sat atop Zen’s lap, flipping through a magazine together. In it was the release of Zen’s latest photoshoot, along with an interview from a famous reporter. Zen had been so excited for the opportunity, a wide smile on his face when he explained that it would spread his name across the country.
  • “It’s almost like I’m actually famous or something,” he murmured in wonder, looking pleased. You giggled to yourself, knowing he was much more popular than he gave himself credit for.
  • Your eyes fell to the magazine pages, a submitted fan article catching your eye:
  • Although the actor claims to be in a relationship, we suspect that it is a company tactic. The ‘girlfriend’ in question appears to be very plain, and hardly attractive compared to any model Zen has worked with in the past. Had she been more visually appealing, it would’ve raised more dissatisfaction and jealousy. As it is now, no one fears that she will steal our Zenny from the stage, nor will we worry about him getting into a relationship with a beautiful model. Smart move, @ Zen’s management team.
  • Your breath hitched. Were you really that ugly? To the extent that you weren’t even competition to his fans? It’s not like you wanted to be the object of envy, but it hurt that they didn’t consider your relationship serious. Were you really that mismatched with him?
  • …Zen is very handsome, after all.
  • “Zen,” you whispered, trying to control your shaky voice. “We should break up.”
  • He met your eyes with shock. “Jagi? Why so suddenly?”
  • You couldn’t blame him for asking, it was really out of the blue. In fact, you weren’t even sure why you’d said it. But the words just kept rolling off your tongue.
  • “Look at what they’re saying. Nobody believes I’m even worthy of being your girlfriend. It’s probably because you’re so handsome, and I’m just… fat.” You gestured to yourself as if to make a point. “We’re too different, Zen. We’re in two completely different worlds.”
  • He frowned. “Jagi, do you think I’m handsome?”
  • You rolled your eyes, huffing, “Yes, in fact, I just said that.”
  • “But do you love me because I’m handsome?” His eyes met yours, a serious look in them. “Would you love me if I wasn’t handsome? If I didn’t have my muscles, or my abs, or my face, or my height. From what I’ve learned about you over the time we’ve been together, I sincerely don’t think you would mind. And, it’s true that I always see gorgeous models who have slim bodies, but after seeing them so much at work, I’m already sick of it. I can’t even appreciate their beauty.”
  • Zen slipped a finger under your chin, tilting your head to meet his lips with a gentle kiss. With his sharp red eyes burning into yours, he whispered, “But you… you’re endlessly beautiful in my eyes. Yes, maybe it’s true that you don’t have exceptional looks. But, even if you’re not the first person I notice in the crowds, you’re the only person I’m looking for.”

Jumin

  • When the words first slipped past your lips, he thought he’d misheard you. Break up? With him? Why?
  • A long silence hung in the air.
  • “I… is there something I’m doing wrong?” he quietly asked you, lowering his head to hide his expression.
  • You quickly shook your head, explaining that you just weren’t good enough for him. “You’re the heir to a huge company, you’ve received high education and your family has a status… we’re part of different worlds, you know? It takes so much courage for to even stand beside you… Even the newspapers say we’re mismatched.”
  • Jumin frowned at your words. “MC…” he dragged out your name, raising his head slowly to look into your eyes. “That’s never bothered you before… When we first started dating, I made sure you were able to tolerate this. You told me you’d be fine… I don’t think you were lying at that time.”
  • You remained silent, averting your eyes as you let him continue speaking.
  • MC… what’s really bothering you?” he asked you softly, reaching to caress your cheek.
  • Your throat felt painful as you tried to hold back your tears. “It’s not like I really want to break up with you,” you began. “B-but… it’s true that we’re incompatible. Everyone knows it.”
  • “What do you mean? Who’s ‘everyone?’”
  • “Everyone online, the news, your father… everyone! I’m so fat. I’m not worthy of standing beside someone as handsome as you… I don’t even look like I’m your girlfriend…”
  • Jumin’s eyes turned cold with disappointment. He walked past you without looking at your face, his jaw clenched. “MC…” he murmured lowly. “Do you remember why I fell for you, in the first place?”
  • He only left you to find your answers in silence.
  • Why he liked you…? Jumin always told you that you were different from all the other women in his life… Because you weren’t after his wealth or status… You truly loved him for who he was. What did that have to do with—Oh.
  • You immediately ran out of the room to find him, tackling him with a hug as soon as you saw him. “I’m sorry!” You chose to apologize first. “I’m sorry… I know I shouldn’t worry about what others think. It’s just, what they’re saying is making me feel insecure about myself… I’m not worried about our relationship, I know you love me and I love you, but… what they’re saying about my body really hurts.”
  • He stroked your head softly, a small sigh escaping his lips as he stared down at you apologetically. “I’m sorry that I have to put you through this. But I can’t control whose family I’m born into, or how others see me, or what they say about me and the people around me. All I have to give, is all that I am. Are you able to accept that?”
  • “Of course!”
  • “And if I gained weight, would your answer be different?”
  • Your cheeks flushed red as you shook your head. No… he would still be the man you love.
  • “The same goes for me, MC,” he whispered gently, cradling you in his arms. “I’ll say it over and over, however many times you need to hear it. I love you for who you are. No matter what others say, I’m proud that you’re mine.

Yoosung

  • “Break up?” he repeated, blinking dumbfoundedly as if to process your words.
  • You only nodded in confirmation.
  • It was obvious that he was trying to control his anxious feelings, the way he attempted to quiet down his short, quick breaths. “W-why?” he stammered.
  • You lowered your eyes, whispering the answer.
  • He tilted his head, not catching that.
  • “Doesn’t it embarrass you to have a girlfriend this fat?” you mumbled a little louder. “I bet there are so many cuter, thinner girls in your college classes who want to date you instead. You have so many options. I don’t think anybody wants to date someone fat like this… You should go out with someone else instead. I think we should break up.”
  • Yoosung visibly relaxed, a small smile adorning his face instead.
  • Confused, you asked, “Why are you smiling?”
  • “Ah, sorry!! I’m not making fun of you or anything, I swear!” A blush crept onto his cheeks. “It’s just that… I’m secretly glad that nobody else except me sees all your good qualities… I-I want you all to myself. I want to be the only one to see how concentrated you are when you try to cook, the only one to wipe away your tears, and the only one to make you smile… I want to be with you, MC. You’re not an embarrassment to me.”
  • You frowned as you stared at your puppy-eyed, blushing boyfriend. Your previous thoughts of insecurity and breaking up were dispelled by one: Why is my boyfriend cuter than me??

Seven

  • You’d told him you wanted to break up while he was playing with a claw machine in the arcade. His head snapped in your direction immediately, eyes wide with surprise and confusion.
  • In a small, pained voice, he managed to utter hoarsely, “Break up…? Why?”
  • But you could only run off in response. It hurt enough, having to tell the man you love with all your heart that you wanted to break up. But his upset expression only killed you inside even more. God, you didn’t want to hurt him.
  • But you didn’t want to keep feeling like this, either.
  • That night, when he returned to the apartment, you were laying on the couch, feeling guilty and ashamed.
  • “MC… Please… at least give me an explanation,” he whispered softly.
  • You glanced up, noticing the redness of his eyes and feeling another pang of guilt hit you immediately. “I… I’m sorry. I’m just not good enough for you,” you choked out, tears welling up in your eyes. “I’m only an embarrassment for you.”
  • Saeyoung furrowed his eyebrows, watching you carefully. “What do you mean?”
  • “I’m so…” you gestured to yourself exaggeratedly. “fat. Look at me! I’m so ugly.
  • “What? You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen!” he argued back. “A little fat doesn’t take away from your beauty. Please, MC… I love you.”
  • You looked down at your feet, not saying anything.
  • “I’ll gain weight too,” the redhead declared triumphantly. “And I’ll still be beautiful!”
  • You weren’t sure whether to feel touched or disturbed, but a smile graced your face, regardless.
  • He stayed true to his word, and when his stomach had enough fat to squish around, he ran to show you, lifting up his shirt and smacking himself excitedly. “Look at meeee!!!”
  • It would’ve been less embarrassing if he hadn’t done that in the middle of a high class restaurant.

Saeran

  • “MC, check this out!” Saeran grinned devilishly as he exited the changeroom, cocking his head to the side as he showed off the outfit. Damn, he looked fiiine.
  • You raised both your hands, showing thumbs up, a small smile on your face. His eyes softened affectionately as he caught your eye, returning your smile.
  • You could hear excited whispers behind you, feminine voices, gushing over how hot the white-haired man looked. …Huh? They’re talking about Saeran…
  • “He looks so hot!! Do you think he has a girlfriend?”
  • “What about that girl next to him?”
  • “Eww, she’s so fat, no way! Must be his sister or something.”
  • “There’s no way a guy as good-looking as him would have someone like her related to him.”
  • Laughter followed.
  • The smile fell off your face. Was that how it looked to outsiders? It was then that you suddenly burst out, “Saeran. Let’s break up.”
  • He froze, every inch of his body tense from your words. He slowly met your eyes, looking as if he couldn’t breathe anymore. Even his voice sounded breathless as he choked out, “What?”
  • The walk back to the car was torturously silent and awkward. The entire time, you were inwardly kicking yourself for saying that. You hadn’t meant to… god, what if he took you seriously? What if he really did break up with you? Maybe he wanted this too. Maybe he wanted a girlfriend who was cuter, thinner and just generally more attractive—anyone but you.
  • When he sat in the driver’s seat, Saeran couldn’t even find the energy to start up the car. “MC… can we talk about this? Please.”
  • You took a deep breath, mustering up what little courage you had. “I, I don’t know. It’s just, we don’t look good together. The girls back there… they didn’t think I could even be related to you, let alone be your girlfriend. Walking around with someone as fat as me must be really embarrassing for you. I don’t want that. I don’t want to embarrass you.”
  • Saeran looked even more wounded by what you’d just said than when you’d asked to break up. “Do you really think I care about something like that?” He directed a fierce glare at you, his words harsh with passion.
  • Taken aback, you could only stare at him in surprise.
  • He went on, “I was this edgy, depressed kid who hated the world and wanted to die, hurting everyone who tried to help me. But you accepted me even with my baggage, you took care of me… You stayed, unlike everyone else who gave up. And you’re still here. I… It’s because of you that I can smile now. Do you really think I’d care about something as shallow as your weight or your appearance?”
  • You quietly shook your head, eyes downcast. You hadn’t realized how much he treasured something as simple as that.
  • Saeran pressed his forehead against yours, murmuring softly, “I don’t care how others look at us. There will be people who think I’m not good for you just because of the way I dress, and there will be people who think you’re not good for me just because they can’t see how beautiful you are. But we’ll never be able to meet everyone’s standards, and we don’t have to, okay?
Lie to me - Dean Winchester x Reader - Chapter 3 (French Mistake AU)

Title: Lie to me

Pairing: Dean/Jensen x Reader x Sam

Word Count: 4,985

Warnings: None

Imagine: Imagine Dean and Sam getting transported to the French Mistake universe. Only for Dean to realize he is married to you, his best friend, love of his life and… Sam’s girlfriend.

Great thank you to @gaveherhearttotheliontattoo for being an amazing beta!

Read Part 1 here! l Read Part 2 here!

“What’s this?” his voice was shaking and as soon as you took notice of what he was talking your eyes widened.

“Oh crap, was that there all this time? I would have ruined the surprise.” you exclaimed, rushing to his side to take the photo – let’s say – from the fridge.

“Wait- wait-” Dean blinked “What surprise?”

“What do you mean?” you looked up at him, truly perplexed “The surprise. You know the one we have for Jared and Gen and practically everybody else in our fam- Alright, what is going on Jensen?”

“I’m- I’m alright, it’s just that-” he shook his head “I’m sorry it feels almost as if I’m not- not myself today.” he cleared his throat and in the end you sighed, giving him a sympathetic look.

“Baby” you cupped his cheek “Do you need to get some rest? Honestly just-”

“No, (Y/n).” he shook his head, cutting you off softly as he took a hold of your hand “Just- can you tell me what this is?”

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dating Jeon Jungkook would include

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- You were friends first before it developed into deeper feelings.

- “Who would have thought you and me would end together?”

- “Everyone?”

- “I was talking to Y/N!”

- Likes to hold hands, the kind to interlock fingers.

- He typically plays with your fingers.

-Him staring at you a lot.

-Then him looking away really fast when you turn to look at him.

-“I know you were looking at me, there is no need for you to almost break your neck trying to look away”

-“I was not looking at you”

-“Your eyes were basically burning holes into my face, Jeon”

- Hugs!

- Especially back hugs.

- Likes to put his head on your shoulder or on top of your head when you guys hug.

- Runs his nose against your neck and cheeks when he is feeling exceptionally cuddly.  

- Wouldn’t kiss you in front of his hyungs.

- So much teasing from the guys whenever you are together.

-“ Jungkookie is in l-o-v-e”

-“Hyung!”

- “Don’t you love Y/N?”

- “You don’t love me?”

- “Of course I do!”

-“AW! JUNKOOKIE IS IN LOVE!”

- Going shopping together to get the others opinion.

- Prefers home dates but also likes to take you on small adventures.

- Watching anime together.

- You make him watch dramas with you and he acts like he isn’t interested in them.

- “It’s so late, let’s end it here”

- “But how?! Did you not see how the last episode ended?!”

- “…”

- “Just play the episode”

- You would spend a lot of time watching him play video games, him trying to teach you how to play and playing together.

- He would never let you win just because you are his girlfriend.

- Betting on the games.

“If I win you’ll do the dishes”

“I don’t even live here, Jungkook”

“Oh, I didn’t know I was dating a chicken”

“Ugh, fine!”

- Really likes to kiss you. On your hair, on your forehead, on your neck, on the lips.

- Holds the back of your neck with one hand whenever your kisses deepen.

- He likes to take you to the studio so you can see him dance because of the effect it has on you.

-He smirks when he sees how flustered you get.

- “You’re blushing”

- “Shut up or I won’t come here with you ever again”

- He tries to hug you when he is sweaty and you try to run from him.

- Whispers in your ear to see you shiver/get goosebumps.

- Gets jealous easily.

- And it’s not because of self-doubt or distrust, it’s because he likes to have your attention.

- Takes a lot of pictures of you.

- “Hey, delete that! You didn’t tell me you were going to take a picture!”

- “No, look how pretty it turned out”

- Secretly likes to see you wearing his clothes but acts like he is a bit annoyed whenever you do.

- Gives compliments from time to time.

- “That looks really good on you”

- “You always smell so nice”

- Loves to make you laugh.

- Tries his best to make you smile when you aren’t feeling the greatest.

- Enjoys playing with your hair.

- “Teach me how to make a braid”

- “Again?!”

- Texts all day long.

- Lots of selfies of him doing a funny face.

- He sings a lot.

- Gets very happy when you ask him to sing for you.

- Blasting music together on his speakers.

-“Yah! Y/N, Jungkook, turn it down!”

- “We’re so underappreciated for our music taste!”

- Likes to get praised, so he normally shows you how good he is at everything.

- “Look what I learned to do!”

- He lives to tease you.

- But stares down whoever teases you.

- When he is away, he calls you before he falls asleep to tell you about his day.

- Calls you just to hear your voice.

- “I wish I could see your face right now”

- “You can video call me if you want”

- “It’s not the same”

- Playfully fights you because he is very physical.

- It usually ends with you being pinned down by him while he smiles down at you.

- Piggyback rides and picking you up to show you his strength.

- He has a hard time expressing how he feels with words.

- Takes some time for him to open up to you fully.

- Inside jokes!

- Which entails you looking at each other and bursting out laughing while everyone around you looks at the both of you in question.

- He gives you the cold treatment when something you did bothered him.

- “What’s wrong?”

- “…”

- “Well, if you’re going to be this way, then I’ll leave”

- “No! Don’t leave!”

- “…”

- “I’m sorry I’m not good at speaking”

- “Just don’t shut me out”

- Likes it when you feed him a bit of your food.

- Snacking all the time!

- “Didn’t we have lunch five minutes ago?”

- “More for me then”

-“Hey, I never said I was full”

- You’re his partner in crime to play pranks on the other members.

- After a long, tiring day he likes to lay down with you.

- He doesn’t usually tell you about his hard days but you can still tell because he sighs a lot and doesn’t maintain much eye contact.

- You hold him extra tightly on those days.

- Likes to make romantic gestures.

- “Did you send me flowers?”

- “I may be away but I want to still be able to make you smile”

- Long talks about nonsense.

- “What are you guys doing?”

- “We’re wondering why Goofy can speak but Pluto can’t when they are both dogs”

- “Why do I even bother with the both of you”

- Whenever he knocks on your door he does it on a silly way.

- “Was that the (song name) rhythm?”

- Neither of you say “I love you” often, which makes it much more significant when the other says it.

- “I love you”

- “I was just about to say that”

- “Get real, Jungkook”

- “Really, I swear! …I love you,too”


hoseok | namjoon | seokjin | jungkook | jimin | taehyung | yoongi

Je T’aime

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: You have a huge crush on Peter. You know he doesn’t know French as well as Spanish, so you randomly flirt with him in French. Until Peter catches on.

I try to keep these as gender neutral, I’m sorry. French is very specific with masc. and fem. words, I tried.

(This is my first one, it’s short and sucks, sorry. Btw I am taking French, and I’m terrible at it so I used Google Translate. If you notice something totally off and want me to fix it, please let me know.)


     You grabbed your backup, pushing past students towards the cafeteria. Please, walk slower, it’s not like people have places to go, you thought angrily. You pushed open the lunch doors, looking around for your friends. You made eye contact with Peter from across the room, quickly smiling and waving at him. Peter smiled back and waved you over. Butterflies filled your stomach, making your face feel warm. Why is he so amazing? 

      “Hey Y/N!” Ned cheered when you sat down.

      You smiled at Ned, “What’s up guys? Anything new?”

       “Well, we have a math test next period. I hope you studied,” Peter answered.

     “Of course I did, beau garçon.” You winked in his direction, causing his face to turn a soft shade of pink. Handsome boy

    MJ snorted next to you, not even looking up from her book.

    “You know, I may not understand French, but one day I’m going to find out what you’re saying.” Peter promised.

     You shrugged, laughing. You highly doubt Peter would spend five minutes looking up the words you’ve said. Especially when he spends all of his time at that Stark Internship.  

    The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. You packed your stuff up, before turning towards the boys, “Au revoir Ned. Au revoir, ma lune.” Goodbye Ned. Goodbye, my moon.

    Peter furrowed his eyebrows, watching you walk away with MJ. “Do you know what she said? Isn’t Spanish similar to French?” It drove him nuts not understanding what you’re saying. Sometimes he think you’re flirting with him, but he doesn’t want his hopes to get too high.

    Ned shrugged, “Doesn’t May know some French? Ask her.”

    Peter faltered his walking for a second, May knows how much he likes you, but does he really want her to be involve with it? “Yeah, okay I’ll ask when I get home.”


     The next day, you walked with MJ towards the steps of the school, talking about your science project due next class.

     “Whatever, I had it done for two weeks. But the real question is, when are you going to tell Peter you like him?” MJ casually slipped out.

     “I already did, like everyday. Not my fault he doesn’t understand me.”

     “You know he’s smart, but he’s oblivious. You call him handsome, love, moon, and you told him you loved him in French! He’s also taking Spanish, I don’t understand how he doesn’t get it.”

    “Wait, you know French? Since when? You’re not in my class.”

    “Maybe I am, you just don’t see me,” she blankly stared ahead, walking faster. 

     Shaking your head in confusion, you followed her to the doors, walking after her. Spotting Ned and Peter at their lockers, you both walked up to them. When you got closer, they glanced towards you, their conversation quickly stopping.

     MJ rolled her eyes, “No please continue your nerdy conversation. We totally care about what you have to say.”

     You elbowed MJ lightly, “Tais-toi.” Shut up. You turned towards Peter and Ned, “Salut les gars. J'aime ta chemise, Ned. Peter, tu es très beau comme toujours.” Hi guys. I love your shirt, Ned. Peter, you are handsome as always.

    Ned smiled brightly, glancing down at his shirt. While, Peter’s face turned red, he tried to cough to cover up his anxiety. Confused, you panicked for a second. They usually didn’t react, or paid attention to what you say in French.

   MJ seemed to get it, though, “Ned, they’re selling ice cream for free at the stand. Let’s go.”

   Ned looked at her, “They don’t sell ice cream here.”

   “Woah, it’s a miracle. Let’s go.” Dragging Ned away, MJ glared at you like a warning glance.

    You turned back to Peter confused, “Um, what was that?”

    He was  nervously playing with his fingers, blushing a deep red. He glanced up at you, down at his hands, and back up, holding eye contact. “I was curious about the things you’ve been saying to me. So, I asked- I asked May about some of the words you told me.”

    He didn’t actually asked May, she barely remembers how to say hello in French. He asked Pepper while he facetime Tony, Pepper being more than happy to help him out. Tony wouldn’t stop teasing him over his crush, but it’s one hundred percent worth it if you felt the same.

    Your heart loudly pumped in your chest, he knows I’ve been flirting with him, it’s all over.

     “You love saying how handsome I am,” Peter smiled widely at you. You groaned, burying your face in your hands. You were doing so well, why did he have to find out?

    “I’m sorry, I didn’t think you’d actually look it up. I’ll stop, I was just trying to practice French,” you mumbled, making up some excuse. 

    “No, please continue. I actually learned something in French, ‘Tu es belle, et j'adorerais être ton petit ami’.” You are beautiful, and I would love to be your boyfriend. That’s what Pepper told me to say, right?

     You stared at him for a second in shock, before laughing. His accent clashed with the french language, but you understood what he was saying. 

   “Je serai ton/ta petit(e) ami(e),” you couldn’t stop smiling, taking a step towards him. I would love to be your boyfriend/girlfriend.

    “I’m assuming you said yes in French,” Peter mumbled, leaning towards you, tilting his head slightly. His eyes wide, feeling excited and nervous at the same time.

    “Oui,” you whispered, meeting him half way, pressing your lips against his. YesMaybe I’ll speak more French to him.

Bless me - Sirius Black x Reader (smutty)


Requests
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1. Hi, could I request a young Sirius black imagine where it’s like legit just not the reader and Sirius week? Basically, the two are just horny all week but every time they get intimate someone walks in and ruins it throughout the week. I loveeeee your blog sooo much. Much love ❤️
2.  a fic with Sirius and pet names bc I 100% feel like Sirius would call his s/o baby girl and love.. so could you do something where he’s always calling her everything other than her name and reader is like why do you call me that… idk shitty plot I just randomly came up but feel free to do something completely different but Sirius black would definitely call his girlfriend babe, baby, baby girl,   love. thanks dude
Warnings: My English, swearing and smutty(yes, yes I’m a sinner, let’s sin together). Also… listen to this
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Monday.

The week had started rather great. You had woken up in your boyfriend’s arms. Even though you wanted something better than breakfast, you knew that you had to get of bed and go back to your room in order to change. You gave a silent promise to yourself that you would resume those thoughts later. However, reality had a different plan.
It had begun really subtly that you couldn’t have guessed where it would’ve ended. 
“Hello, bonbon”. You wanted to laugh at the ridiculous nickname Sirius had given you, but you suppressed the urge and smiled instead, pecking his lips. 
“Please, guys. It’s breakfast” James teased you pretending to throw up. You just rolled your eyes and sat down next to Sirius.
The guys got engaged in a Quidditch-related conversation. You, however, couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. Biting your lip, you reached for your coffee with your left hand while you slipped your right hand to Sirius’s thighs. Simply resting near his knee. It was something that you did most of the time, so it wasn’t really provocative. Seemingly unconsciously, your hand was slowly making its way up while you started talking with Lily and Mary about Alice’s date with Frank. You felt him stiffening a bit. With the corner of your eye, you saw him raising a questioning eyebrow. You pretended that you had no idea he was looking at you waiting for an answer. When your hand was close to where you wanted it to be, you removed it abruptly, brushing your fingers over his forming bulge. 
He grabbed your wrist, making you turn to face him. You looked at him all too innocent and batted your eyelashes couple of times, while your eyes were wide and confused. Yeah, right. 
“What are you doing, doll?” he whispered into your ear quite raspy, letting go of your hand.  You furrowed your eyebrows bewildered. What could he possibly mean? It’s not like you wanted to turn him on…
“What am I doing, honey?” you asked feigning ignorance. You purposely pressed your palm against his- oh, he was hard already you thought, mentally smirking. You sent him a wink and got up quickly.
“Guys, I forgot my textbook in your room yesterday. I’ll go get it; catch up with you later” you said abashed and walked out of the Great Hall, almost running. 

Five minutes later, you were pinned down to his bed with him, hovering above you, his lips leaving bruises on your neck and his hands trying to remove your shirt. You had wrapped your legs around his body and you were already roaming his -now- naked torso with your hands. You were going to miss your first class but you really, really didn’t care. Again, reality had a different plan.
“OH MY MERLIN, GUYS!”. An outraged Remus had walked in on you. You instantly broke apart. You tried to pull yourself together while Sirius was buttoning up his shirt.
“Just… get yourselves to class” Remus said scoffing. Great.





Tuesday

You hadn’t been given the chance to finish what you had started last night. That was why you had woken up with an unpleasant feeling building up between your legs. You had dragged yourself- okay, Lily had dragged your arse- all the way to the Great Hall for breakfast but you couldn’t focus on anything else.
“Kitten” someone whispered to you. If you hadn’t dreamt about his voice so many times, maybe you wouldn’t have known who it was.
“Why do you call me that? All the… pet names?” you asked him, voice lowering when you said a certain word. He just smirked and leaned down to your lips. But that little shit never kissed you. He just stayed there, smirking like Casanova, ghosting your mouth and then… gone. He knew exactly what to do to make you want more. But so did you.
All the way to Potions, you were swaying your hips a bit more, just a tad really. You were playing with a strand, swirling it around your index finger and batting your eyelashes couple of times more than it was necessary. Little things that you knew would drive him crazy. 
When you reached Slughorn’s classroom- the dungeon, really- you quickly sat down next to James and not Sirius. You just winked at your boyfriend, leaving them both puzzled. Sirius took a seat across the classroom, next to Lily. If he thought that he would win the jealousy game, he thought wrong. 
“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” James teased you, wiggling his eyebrows. You leaned closer, your lips almost touching his, right before you moved your mouth near his ear, whispering your newly concocted plan. You were sure he would anything to gain Lily’s attention-and jealousy if possible.You knew that Lily liked him but she would never make a move on her own. So, she needed a gentle push. And you were about to kill two birds with one stone. 
You two were sitting way too close to each other and touching as much as possible. He had his arm wrapped around your waist and you were resting your head on his shoulder. You could see how jealous Lily was when James called you candy. You could also see Sirius fuming and you loved it because you knew how that rage would be interpreted once you two were alone. 

It was safe to say that your predictions turned out to be extremely precise.
You were trapped between his hands in just your lingerie, your arms pinned above you, tied together with his tie.
“Flirting with my best mate, sugar?” he husked. You wanted to touch him, so you made an attempt to lower your hands but he just pinned them above your head and against the wall again. 
“Not so fast baby girl. Not so fast” he reprimanded you, his lips ghosting over yours. He kissed you feverishly as he grabbed your thighs, wrapping your legs around him as he pressed you harder against the wall. He slowly guided your legs all the way up to his shoulders. Your breath was shallow. He was about to go down on you when-
“I GOT A DATE-OH SWEET LORD”. You blushed madly and left frustrated. 
“James Fleamont Potter, you are a dead man” you hissed at him once Sirius had placed you down to the ground and undone his tie. He just smirked at the sight of you in just lacy underwears.
“Prongs!”.


Wednesday

 It was so damn frustrating. Three days now you were horny and needy and so turned on all the time. Also, three days now you got interrupted every time you two were intimate. Remus, James and today was Peter’s turn. You should have known.  
You had confessed that the pet names he was giving you had done exactly what he wanted. While you were eating lunch. So, naturally, he was done being discrete because he was living the same hell as you. He just grabbed you and dragged you all the way to his room, without giving a flying fuck about the weird glances people were giving you.
This time he was the one in need. You closed the door behind you and placed your hands on his torso, pushing him backwards, forcing him to sit down on the edge of his bed. You smiled at him sultrily and straddled him, capturing his lips at the same time as your hands made their way to the zipper of his pants. He groaned as you palmed him through his underwear. His mouth was on your neck, biting your sensitive skin. You stood up. You knew how much he got turned on by what was about to follow. 
You pushed his underwear down along with his pants. He had already removed his shirt. You decided to prolong his satisfaction a bit. You slowly undid your shirt, slightly pushing it off of your body. You stepped out of your skirt in an extremely teasing way.  
”Merlin, baby” he said breathlessly. You smirked.
”Wrong name… daddy” you husked, knowing exactly what you were doing.
You fell on your knees in front of him. You saw his cock twitching at the mere sight of you. You lowered your head, caressing his thighs and took him in your mouth. Well, almost. 
A faint cough was heard and you simply froze. You looked at your boyfriend who was in a very hard place. Literally. 
“I was-I just. I’m gonna go” Peter stuttered, blushing uncontrollably before he left. Another ruined day.



Thursday

You would explode. You could really explode. You were constantly horny and soaking wet. Something he knew because he was constantly horny and hard. You knew that he would never hear the end of it. His friends made sure of that. They were teasing you all day long. A dirty joke, a suggestive comment, a desperate sound. It didn’t matter. You were on the edge. All week long. Every single of his touches left you panting. Even his hand on yours. Hell, even his voice, his eyes, his lips. God, you needed him. 
Unfortunately, you had to study. You had an essay due tomorrow and you weren’t about to start failing classes because you wanted sex. Craved, more accurately. But still. You had your priorities straightened. Or so you thought. 
You were in your room, sitting on your bed, writing that damn essay while reading more information as you went on. 
Lily walked in, a happy smile plastered on her face. Oh, right. The date.
“How did it go?” you asked her, not being able to concentrate anymore. 
“It was… nice” she said but her grin was saying much more. She sat down, next to you. Before she could continue the door opened, revealing two annoyed boys, one lovestrucked and one… in the same state with you. 
“Hiii” James greeted like in a haze. He was grinning like a mad man. Lily blushed. You rolled your eyes at them. 
“Dinner anyone?” you suggested. You were getting wild thought again and gave a very pointed look at Sirius, signaling him to wait. 
Everyone nodded in agreement and made their way outside.
“Aren’t you coming?” Lily questioned you puzzled. You were. In more ways than one.
“I need to finish off with the essay. It’s just a line more. I’ll be right there” you said confidently. 
“I’ll wait here, Lily. You know… to make sure she will come” Sirius said. You felt your heat dripping. Lily, not knowing what was the true meaning behind his words, smiled and nodded before she left you alone. 
You just waited for a while. He didn’t make a move. Great. 
You started working on your essay again but before you could realize what was happening, your essay was nowhere to be found, you were laying on the bed and he was gripping your ass. This time it was rougher. He kissed you hungrily and moved his hands to the hem of your panties. Not caring about the rest of your clothes, you slightly lifted your ass giving him permission to remove them. And he did.
“You are dripping, angel” he stuttered. You had to breathe slowly and carefully, otherwise, you would cum only by his remarks. 
He dived in. His tongue was like this heaven-sent blessing. You head fell back and your hands flew to his hair. He loved it when you were gently (or not) pulling his hair. 
“You said one lin- OH MY EYES!”. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Really? For the love of God! Now Lily had walked in on you. You felt the urge to scream.
“GET OUT” you hissed at her and she did. But your mood wasn’t the same. You needed the release but you were pissed and that was never a good combination.
Without a word, you simply got cleaned up and dressed, sending Sirus an apologizing glance, and got out. 


Friday

You had had enough! You couldn’t keep it to yourself anymore. You walked into his room. More like, staggered in. No one. Fuck.
And then you heard it. Water. Someone was taking a shower. You prayed to Merlin, to cosmos, to karma, to be Sirius. You slowly opened the door and crept inside. 
“Baby?” you questioned, hoping that he would answer and not one of the other guys.
“Ninja? Is that you?”. He was in the shower, behind the curtain. You really, really wanted to rip that thing open. 
“No more Wonder Woman?” you teased. It was just your thing. Pet naming. They turned you on. Both of you. Not that you needed them right now. 
He let out a laugh but something seemed off.
“Is everything alright, love?”. You were genuinely worried. You could see his silhouette. Oh, Lord. That ass. You bit down your lip to stop yourself from groaning.
“Um.. to be honest, I wanted to take care of something” he said truthfully yet uneased. You had to contain yourself in order not to lose it. You closed your eyes momentarily and opened them again. You stripped off of your clothes and simply opened up the curtain, revealing a sinful sight.. You were hosting a party in Hell and you were gonna love it. You stepped inside, getting wet-and not just by the water. You cupped his face and kissed him. 
As if on cue, three figures walked in on you. AGAIN. Their eyes went wide. But you didn’t stop devouring him. You wouldn’t.
“It’s called voyeurism” you said between your kisses, extremely nonchalant. 
“We are not stopping. So either get out or enjoy the show” Sirius added and he placed his mouth on your neck, his hands roaming your naked body. At this point, you coudln’t care less if they saw you. They had seen you in many compromising positions all week long. You threw back your head and a loud moan escaped your mouth. He groaned, stiffening slightly at how hard he got. His body pressed against your felt like heaven-or hell. Can you bless me? you thought. Like you would kneel in front of him. You weren’t about to stop. And they got it. 

They left. FINALLY. 





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~ Taking notice in best friend!Hoseok’s friend, Yoongi~ PART SIX

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 7]

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“Sorry, I don’t think I heard you,” Hoseok tilted his head toward you, eyes still trained on the road.

“He was with a girl,” You repeated, slowly.

“What!? With who?”

You shrugged, “Didn’t bother to find out. Whoever it was, they were holding his hand, standing a little too close to him and staring at him as if he was the only man in her life.”

“Uh, it could–”

“Can’t be a relative. The way they were was too…intimate,” Then you let out a humorless chuckle, “Who knows? Maybe they’re making out in some mirror maze right about now,” You looked out the window. Then Hoseok parked the car, not anywhere near either of your houses. 

“Y/N, don’t say that. Yoongi really likes you. He wouldn’t–”

“I’m not saying he doesn’t. I’m just as confused as you are,” You crossed your arms, stubbornly. 

“Then why didn’t you ask him?” He asked, turning so that his left arm was rest on the steering wheel and his body was facing you. 

Looking down in embarrassment, you shrugged, “I didn’t want to make any assumptions…but I saw them together and Hobi…they looked really good together. Way better than Yoongi and I’d be.”

What are you talking about? Have you seen your pictures together? You’re the most compatible couple I’ve ever met! Even better than the Jikook bromance,” Hoseok shook his head.

“But you didn’t see them.”

“Didn’t have to. You guys belong together. He was going to ask you out, you know?”

“Yeah,” you muttered under your breath.

“You did?”

“I kind of figured by how he texted me. And then I saw him with some other girl, flirting or not, and I was terrified. I’ve been single for nearly my entire life and if there’s one thing I learned, is that I am not girlfriend material.”

“Don’t be silly, Y/N. You’ve been Yoongi’s girlfriend for the past few months without officially being his girlfriend,” Hoseok rolled his eyes at your obliviousness. 

“I have?”

“Yeah! Who’s the one to visit him when he’s stressed with work? You. Not to mention, who’s the only one he lets in while he’s working? You. And who’s the one to make that gummy smile appear on his face whenever they’re around? Oh, let me thing. You! Y/N, he’s so in love with you, even if he doesn’t realize it yet.”

Normally this would be when you’d quickly deny his feelings for you, but this time, you didn’t. “He’s in love with me?”

“Head over heels in love with you,” Hoseok confirmed with a grin. 

“Then what was he doing?” You pondered.

Hoseok shrugged in response. “Maybe it was an ex trying to get him back. Yoongi wouldn’t do that to you. Did he in any way seem happy that she was there?”

“I might’ve not seen his face. Kind of hard when you’re faced with some stranger clutching onto your boyfriend’s––er, crush’s––hand.”

“Confront him. He might still be at the pier!” Hoseok urged, starting the car back up again.

“I don’t think I’ll have to,” You looked at your phone when you received a message. Yoongi.

“Why’d you answer so nicely?” Hoseok piped after reading over your shoulder, both of you parked in front of your apartment building.

“What am I supposed to do? Yell at him? I don’t think I’d want to provoke him by accusing him of anything. If he wants to explain, he’ll explain,” You nodded to yourself, proud of your answer.

“Good luck,” He gave you a smile and a thumbs up. After returning the gesture, weakly, you stepped out of the car and entered the building. 

“If she’s hurt by the end of the night, I will not hesitate to punch him in the throat,” Hoseok mumbled to himself, driving home.


I didn’t think I’d finish this so quickly but hereeee! 

part seven??