“That was your other boyfriend. That was Jonathan”

green-eyed monster

request: Could you do a Steve x reader where Billy hits on her and it forces Steve to admit his felling for the reader? Maybe some like cute fluff??

warning: some cursing

word count: 1,534

“Damn, look at the legs on that one.”

Steve couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the guy standing a few feet away from him. Billy Hargrove was the resident bad boy at Hawkins High School. He was obnoxious and a total asshole.

The two of them clashed on multiple occasions. It was clear that they would never ever be friends and Steve was perfectly okay with that. He didn’t want to associate himself with a guy like Billy.

“The things that I would do to that beauty.” Billy whistled making a couple of guys around him laugh.

Steve had been tying his shoes and trying to ignore the stupid shit coming from Billy’s mouth. He looked up to see the poor girl that had gotten Billy’s current attention.

He was shocked when he saw that it was you.

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The Girlfriend Tag

Originally posted by arophan

Imagine: You and Dan decide to give the fans what they want, and cute video of the internents favourite couple

A/N: I know this isn’t any thing about marvel but I couldn’t help myself, I’ve been watching all of Dan and hil’s videos and getting so many feelis. I just had to. Also I really should be doinf my German coursework, bit too late, Dan is more important

Warnings: Some swearing, implied smut but just fluff really

Word Count: 1955 (got a little carried away)

“Hello internet” Dan starts off with his iconic opener

“Today, I am joined by the wonderful Y/N, who you may also know as my girlfriend!” He exclaimed, giving out a laugh as your cue to jump into the camera view.

“Hey guys” You giggled, getting comfortable next to Dan

“Now you may be wondering what original video I have for you today, and let me tell you, it doesn’t get more original than this”

“We are doing the girlfriend tag!” You almost shouted, causing Dan to let out a rather loud groan.

“Jeez, lets tone it now my channel isn’t used to your happy attitude just yet” He joked, covering his ears

“Just because you literally only have the feeling of embarrassment, doesn’t mean I can’t be happy” You fire back, sending a smirk in his direction.

“Oh God, too much sass. I want Phil back” Your dork of a boyfriend joked

“Shut up, we kind of have a part of Phil with us now” You explained

“Really how so?” Dan played along

“Well, he did do the questions for us to answer”

“God knows what kind of weird stuff he has put in here; I don’t know if you guys have noticed but Phil is like obsessed with sharing our relationship with others. If he isn’t taking sneaky photos of us and tweeting them, then he is jumping into a room when we are together doing a live stream of us.”

As Dan continued to talk about his best friend, you couldn’t help but admire his perfect features. His big, wide smile that would light up a room. His unusually large dimple that you found so adorable. How he is constantly touching and checking if his hair looks okay, which of course it does. And his dark drowns eyes, that you could stare into for days.

“..Y/n?” You were abruptly ripped out of your thoughts by Dan waving a hand in front of your face

“Sorry” You blushed, red staining your cheeks as you realised Dan caught you staring at him and will most definitely keep this part in his video, because, well let’s face it, a bit of an arse.

“What were you so caught up about?”

“Just admiring the view” You jokingly sent back and big wink. Now it was Dan’s’ turn to blush, whist also letting out a laugh

“That was so cringe, I might just have to take it out of the video.” Dan spoke to the camera; he was definitely not taking that part out.

“Right so to start this video I’m going to put my hand into the hat and pull out a question. The questions are basically letting you guys know even more about our relationship and hopefully teaching us a bit more about each other” Dan explained.

“Ohhhh can I go first?” You excitedly asked. You couldn’t help it, there was something so fun about doing a video with your boyfriend.

“Of course”

You dove your hand into the hat, grabbing the first folded piece of paper you felt and pulled it out.

“Alright it says, ‘Where was our first kiss?’” For the second time you felt your cheeks heat up.

“I’m going to be so red this whole video, reckon you could like put a filter on me to make me look better?” You joked, however it wasn’t such a bad idea.

Dan laughed, before saying

“So do you want to answer or me?”

“You do it” You always loved hearing Dan talk about your relationship

“Alright, I remember it was our second date and we were just hanging in the living room eating pizza talking after just finishing up on the X-box. I was so nervous, just thinking about leaning in and possibly facing rejection and ruining it all. But then you made a joke out about anime and I knew I had to do it before someone else snatched you away” Dan smiled at the memory, you beaming right back at him.

“Then he just leant in and kissed me, obviously I didn’t turn down that face and now here we are two years later” You finished, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the fond memory.

“OK, next question” Dan stuck his hand in the hat rather ungracefully causing a few questions to topple out.

“Shit” he mumbled, throwing back three in the hat and reading out the remaining one on the floor.

“Finish this sentence ‘My girlfriend is a complete…..’” Dan stopped to think for a minute, you couldn’t help but anxiously wait for what he was going to say

“…..twat” He finally spoke. This caused you both to simultaneous burst out into a fit of laughter, clutching your stomach you couldn’t be surprised at what Dan said, it was so him. You knew Dan loved you with everything he had, it was very obvious. You guys didn’t have a mushy gushy relationship, it was more full of lots of jokes and banter, you guys were basically best friends,

“You are such and arse, why am I dating you?” You tried to sound upset, but the smile that you couldn’t wipe off your face gave it all away.

“You loveeeeee me really” He rather obnoxiously sung

“Actually Babe, I’m secretly in love with Phil and I only come round to your house on the chance that I will see my one true love” You lied, not helping but feel a bit weird by saying you like Phil, who was basically like a brother to you.

“That’s just mean, and a little gross” He complained

“Yeah I know; I have no clue why I said it” you giggled

“Right, my turn” You plunged your hand into the hat, pulling one out to read.

“‘Who wears the pants in the relationship?’ Ohh that’s hard” You thought.

“I know my answer” Dan said confidently

“Really? Alright let’s say our answers on three. One, two, three.”

This caused both of you to say ‘me’ at the same time.

“You’re kidding me right?” You said in disbelief to Dan

“What? Love, I’m always making the decisions”

“Babe, I literally always have to order for us at the cinema because you’re ‘too awkward to talk to new people’”

“Alright, alright I’ll give you that one, no need to share all my secrets on my channel”

Dan took out another piece of paper from the hat, causing yet again one to fall out.

“God, it’s clear to see who the clumsiest one of us is. And that’s hard because I could fall over standing still” You poked out at Dan.
“Leave me alone, you are so mean. So it says, ohhh this is interesting, ‘who is more jealous’?” Dan read.

“Ohhh, that is” You both took a minute to think about it, recalling moments when the other has been jealous. Most of these moments resulting in some seriously fun times together, and just by looking at Dan and the lazy smirk he wore you knew he was thinking about them. You kicked him in the shins, under the view of the camera causing him to jump a little, then answering.

“I feel like you get jealous more often, but it’s not as intense as when I get jealous.”
“Hmmm, yeah I reckon that’s fair to say.” You repeated, it wasn’t hard constantly having beautiful girls running up to your boyfriend, telling him how hot and sometimes the daring ones flirting with him. However, it had happened a few times when we were hanging around with Dan’s friends and one flirts with you, he gets mad.

“We only have a couple questions left” You sadly exclaimed, not wanting this video to be over.

“Let’s hope we haven’t saved the weirdest till last then!” Dan deadpanned

Grabbing one of the last pieces of paper you unfold it and read,

“‘what do I find really fun, that no one else really does?’” You laughed lightly at this weird question, thinking Dan would need a while on this one.

“You watch pimple popping videos” He answered straight away. You sat there with your mouth hanging open, a blush adorned on your cheeks,

“How did you know that? I always try to keep it on the down low” You exclaimed, shocked and slightly embarrassed that he knew

“Sweetheart, we’ve been going out for 2 years, we’ve been living together for 1, there is little that I don’t know about you”

“That’s kind of creepy and really cute at the same time. I knew I chose you for a reason” You hummed

“I’m not some Pokémon woman, don’t objectify me like that” He fired back

“Shut up and read the last question. Because as much as I love doing videos with you I need to cook us dinner, and get it done so it’s ready when Phil comes back from visiting his family.

“Aw look at you, you are literally the only reason we have survived this long. Anyway, here we go and I won’t knock out another question this time.” He took his time in dramatically picking out the question.

“Oh for god’s sake Phil, he’s such a child. It says ‘when did the two of you first sleep together?’”

A deep shade of red engulfs your face and you looked over at Dan with your mouth wide.

“What the hell, he did not just ask that?” You said shocked.

“Yeah you’re right, I’m joking. Lol” Dan admits, handing over the question for you to read aloud.

“It says, ‘Who/When fist said I love You?’ Now that is a cute question” You cooed, recalled that cherished memory that you held very close to your heart.

“Well, I don’t want to spill all the beans about our relationship just yet, so all that you guys will be knowing is that, Y/N said it first. Maybe we can do another gushy relationship story about that some other time. But for now that’s it.” Dan finished off the video and looked at you to continue.

“Thanks guys for watching hope you enjoyed it, and if you did please subscribe and request some more ideas of what we can do next. Byeeee” You finished

“That was so much fun” You turned to Dan, who was already lovingly gazing at you.

“You know I love you right?” He spoke

“Of course, and you know I love you too, so much” You replied inching your face closer to his.

“You know when you told me you loved me, when we were just lying in bed cuddling watching Breaking Bad, I think that that’s the happiest I’ve ever felt.” He confessed. As much as you loved the banter and jokes in this relationship, nothing felt better than Dan confessing his feelings to your, he really did complete you.

“I was so nervous that I had said it too soon, but I’m so glad one of us plucked up the courage to say it” You murmured, now lips a mere centimeter away from each other.

Dan quickly closed the gap between the two of you and soon had his hand on the back of your head pulling you closer. Automatically you brought your hands up to caress his cheeks and you two shared one of the most passionate kisses in your relationship.

Dan gently pushed you back onto the bed and slipped his hand down to your waist, when you suddenly remembered something.

“Dan the camera is still on!”

“Oh fuck yeah, thank God it isn’t a live stream” He jumped up to turn the camera off, leaving it on the side to edit later.

But he only had one thought on his mind now. You. Jumping back next to you on the bed you two finished off what you had started

Cold (Yoongi x Reader)

- pt 1 -

words: 3,687

genre: angst

summary: he always had a cold personality and kept you at a distance

a/n: When you get to the 2nd hospital scene, just insert some random guy’s name idk I was too lazy to actually make one up. Btw I’ve never had a concussion and I don’t know much about hospitals yet, despite being a nursing major (pretty sure South Korea is different from America too). Disclaimer just in case I get some stuff incorrect. Let me know if you want a part two!!

Min Yoongi had always acted cold towards you.

The members tried to justify his behavior, that he was cold to everybody and on the inside, he cared for them all deeply. But it never really seemed that way to you.

You were just an outsider, anyway. That’s what he had called you when you had started to hang out with the boys a lot. An outsider. You tried not to think too much about it. All you did was ignore his presence once you realized he didn’t want to be friends with you.

You didn’t talk to him. He didn’t talk to you.

You sat against the fence of the basketball court, watching the members play basketball with one another. You were okay at basketball, but you weren’t amazing like the other boys were at it, so that’s why you were sat off to the side.

Yoongi had sat down as well, tired from playing so much. It was his favorite sport after all, so of course he went all out for it. You glanced over to him, noticing the far distance between the two of you. He was drinking a bottle of water, sweat dripping down the side of his face.

You looked away soon, trying not to get swayed by his attractiveness. You had a crush on him, but you knew that you had no chance by the way he treated you so coldly. Even the members themselves told you that he wasn’t ever going to date anyone. They said something about him not wanting to get intimate or share his emotions with someone else.

It was pretty obvious that he didn’t even like you anyway.

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Chapter 67 in Baz's POV (shitpost version)
  • Simon: What I'm saying is... I like to look at you.
  • Baz's mind: asdfghjksdb what
  • Simon: I like this, all of this that we've been doing
  • Baz's mind: bAZ HES TALKINH ABT THE G A Y
  • Baz: .......
  • Simon: I like you
  • Simon: And I don't even care that you don't like me, I'm used to it.
  • Baz's mind: kahsbja bitch WHAT??!!????? Are u???? Talkin bout???????!!!?!!?? I FUCKIN LOVE YOU SNOW KSHSJSJDBS
  • Simon: I like you, Baz. I like this. I like helping you. I like knowing that you're okay. When you didn't come to school this autumn, when you were missing....I thought I was going to lose my mind.
  • Baz's mind: BAz thaAT WAS so fuCkIng gay TELL HIM IT WAS FUCKING GAY!!!?!?????
  • Baz: you thought I was plotting against you.
  • Baz's mind: no you're supposed to call him gay and then kiss him dO YOU KNOW NOTHING BASIL
  • Simon: ya. and i missed u
  • Baz's mind: THAT IS?????ALSO GAY?????
  • Baz: theres something wrong with you
  • Baz's mind: nah man he's just fUCKIN GAY WHAT ARE??? YOU WAITING FOR BAZ?????
  • Simon: I know. But I still want this, if you let me have it.
  • Baz's mind: ??????? Want wat
  • Baz: wat is this snow
  • Simon: This. I want to be your boyfriend. Your terrible boyfriend.
  • Baz's mind: ?????????!!?!!?!! Aiajvsbsjsns. HOLY SHIT JABSJAOAHSVBAJW DID HE JUST-
  • Baz's mind: oh fuck foods here gOTTA BLAST
  • time skip~~~
  • Baz: snow ur an idiot
  • Baz's mind: yes Baz he is but so are you teLL HIM YES YOU WANNA GO OUT WITH HIM
  • Baz: uh
  • Baz: but you can have
  • Baz: this
  • Baz: if you want it
  • Baz's mind: good job Baz you are now boyfriedns
  • Baz's mind: also ur really bad at this oh my g od
Send me a symbol please^^ anon or not...I'm bored as hell today :)

♀: I am a girl who has a crush on you.
♂: I am a boy who has a crush on you.
✿ : Post a picture of yourself.
♧: You’re awesome.
✧: You’re beautiful.
☍: I wish we were close.
✑: I wish we were friends.
♕: I relate to a lot of the same things.
❣: You inspire me.
♡: I love you.
♢: I want to know you in real life.
↣: You are my tumblr crush.
✭: I want to fuck you.
∞: I want to be your boyfriend/girlfriend
✝: I think you are a horrible person.
♪: I think you are a wonderful person.
☃: You’re ugly.
♔: You’re hot.
✔: You check out my blog.
✎: I wish we talked.
✘: I don’t like you.
✄: I hate you.
☠no : Your blog sucks, bitch.


Jk post a selca together with jm in mnet account
Km got a couple doll from Korean manhwa artist
And take a lot of selca with it
The same day when jk said I want to be your future boyfriend while looking at jm Aka on may


Anon asked : “I want to request a V Drabble where he protects his gf from her stalking ex boyfriend? Make V a bit of a badass please???? Keep up the awesome work, your writing is amazing and thank you″



Genre: Romance, fluff

Words: 1.2k


Taehyung becomes your saviour one night when you get followed by your abusive ex boyfriend.


“If you so much as look at her I am going to break your face” pausing to demonstrate how and landed a punch on the guy’s nose, hard enough to make his own knuckles bleed slightly.”

A/N: I had tons of fun writing this because I absolutely live for cliches and this one is inspired by the immense amounts of Kdrama’s I have watched! Thank you so much for requesting this anon! I hope you guys have tons of fun reading this :)


Cold wind hit your face like a ton of ice bricks rendering you with a blurred sight of the Starbucks sign in some distance. Your legs were burning with pain, but you knew you couldn’t stop running since he would eventually catch up to you. With no other means in sight you ran as fast as you could and hoped to reach the the crowded cafe before slowing down your steps and assuming a fast walking pace. Huffing and puffing you entered the Starbucks as eyes fell on your disheveled figure.You occupied an empty seat near the corner closest to the door in case you needed to run away again.

‘Dont walk alone y/n’ Taehyung’s words rang in your ear. You wanted to slap yourself for not adhering to his advice. You sighed heavily and craned your neck to look out of the window to ensure that he hadn’t followed you. You let your head fall against the sofa with a light thud, and closed your eyes as no sign of him provided you with a sliver of hope and relief.. A shiver ran down your body as a gust of cold air made contact with your bare skin. Your eyes widened as they were met with the tall figure of your ex entering the cafe, a dirty smirk apparent on his features. He walked past you with any verbal acknowledgement and took a seat at the opposite end of the small cafe.

You rummaged though your bag for your phone and shakily dialled your boyfriend Taehyung.The line rang and you clenched the phone tight in your hands till your knuckles turned white. “Y/n where have you been??” Taehyung’s voice came through the phone. “Taehyung” your voice trembled but you swallowed hard to gain control. Taehyung’s grip on the phone tightened as he sensed something was wrong. “Babygirl whats wrong?” His voice was laced with concern.

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BTS Reaction to: Confessing to you

Author’s note: Gifs aren’t mine.x 


Originally posted by loveblogjin

Everything went according to plan. You finished dinner and now it was time for a nice walk at the beach. The closer he got to confessing the more nervous he got. Sure he knew you liked him but he wasn’t sure if you wanted to be in a relationship with him. After all you can like people without wanting to date them. Once you two were sitting down in the sand he took a deep breath before saying what he’d been wanting to say for so long now. 

“Y/N, I really like you. Not as a friend but as more than that. You’re so sweet and wonderful and I just really want to be your boyfriend.” 

You blushed furiously at his words as you flashed him a bright smile. His words definitely made your heart race and you couldn’t believe what he just said. 

“I’d like that very much Seokjin.” 

He pressed a kiss to your knuckles, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as you two watched the beautiful sunset. 


Originally posted by jimiyoong

Okay now we all know Yoongi is secretly really soft, and I mean really soft. He’d pretend he didn’t care and that nothing bothered him but he had such a soft spot for you. Every time you walked into the room he’d just light up. Of course the others noticed and encouraged him to confess to you. Mainly since they couldn’t hear him talk about you anymore. So Yoongi decided to confess which was easier said than done. He also wasn’t the best at planning so when you came over to bring him some food he dropped the bomb. You had just placed the take out on his desk when he said it. 

“I love you.” 

Your heart skipped a beat as you turned to face Yoongi. Ready to be faced with a cheeky smile, but instead you saw a serious expression on his face. 

“I’m serious Y/N. I know I suck at this so please forgive me for that but I really do love you.” 

“I love you too Yoongi. Always have and always will.” 

He smiled at your words as he pulled you close to him, holding you tightly as if he was scared you’d leave. 


Originally posted by jhope-shi

Hoseok would be nervous. Extremely nervous to be exact. He was shaking when he asked you to sit down with him. This obviously didn’t go unnoticed by you. Hoseok had finally built up the courage to confess to you, but he was still very scared. What if you didn’t like him back and he’d ruin your friendship? What if you were in love with someone else? What if you saw him as a brother? His hands were shaking uncontrollably as he tried to take a sip of his water.  

“Hoseok oh my god calm down! What do you have to say that’s making you so nervous?” 

“I-I’m in l-love with you Y/N.” He stumbled, nervously looking at his hands instead of you. 

You felt your heart melt as his nervousness and gently lifted his chin so he was looking at you instead. 

“Hobi, you’ve no idea how long I’ve waited to hear that.” 

The sunshine boy felt relieve washing over him as he embraced you tightly, not letting go for the next 10 minutes. 


Originally posted by jjeonguk

Namjoon knew you pretty well and knew how you’d wanted to someone to confess to you. He’d be mature enough to reassure himself that no matter what happened, you still wouldn’t cut him out of your life. He knew that he had to sit down with you to talk to you about it. So that’s exactly what he did. Sure he would be nervous but he wouldn’t get his nerves get the best of him. When you were sitting in front of him he gently took your hand in his as he stared deeply into your eyes. 

“I need to tell you something Y/N. I’m in love with you. I don’t know if you like me back but I just needed to tell you.” 

You stay silent for a bit, taking in what he just said to you. After a few seconds of silence Namjoon started to get worried. What if he was wrong and you’d cut him out of your life after all? He was just about to ask you when a bright smile appeared on your face. Your cheeks a soft tint of pink as you tried to contain your smile. 

“I’m in love with you too Namjoon. I just didn’t expect you to like me.” 

“Of course I like you baby! You’re absolutely wonderful.” 

He brushed his thump over your cheek as he leaned in to press a soft kiss against your lips. 


Originally posted by bangtated

Just like Hoseok he’d be extremely nervous. Jimin has his insecurities and at times like this it was even worse. He kept thinking about all the things that could go wrong and almost ran out of the room. If it wasn’t for Namjoon blocking the door he would’ve been out. He told Jimin to go back to his room and wait for you to arrive, which happened 2 minutes later. When you walked into his room you saw Jimin sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the ground instead of you. You instantly knew he was nervous about something so you sat down next to him and asked him what’s wrong. 

“I’m scared that if I tell you you’ll get mad and will walk away.” 

“Jiminie, I promise that no matter what I won’t do that. Please tell me what’s wrong I’m getting worried.” 

Jimin took a deep sigh as he confessed. He stumbled over his words a lot but he got it out eventually. You flashed him a bright smile before pressing a kiss on his cheek. Jimin stared at you with wide eyes as his cheeks turned pink, making you giggle. He’d always been adorable but now he looked even cuter. If that was possible. 


Originally posted by piedpiper405

Taehyung would be nervous for sure but he also was pretty sure that you liked him too so that gave him a bit of confidence. That didn’t stop him from stumbling over his words however. Taehyung always bit his lip a lot when he was nervous and this time was no different. While Tae was trying to confess to you, you couldn’t stop staring at his lips. They just looked so kissable. He couldn’t get the words out and when he caught you staring at his lips another idea popped into his head. In a moment of bravery he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. You instantly kissed him back as his hand found it’s way to your cheek. After a few seconds he pulled back with a bright smile covering his face. You chuckled at the sight of him looking so happy and felt your heart warm.

“In case it wasn’t obvious. I really like you Y/N.” 

“I really like you too Tae.” 

He giggled as he pulled you on his lap and hugged you, almost squeezing all the air out of your lungs as he enjoyed being so close to you.  



Originally posted by bwipsul

Just like Jimin and Hoseok he’d be nervous, but 20 times as nervous as they were. Jungkook felt like he was gonna die, that’s how nervous he was. He kept thinking about everything that could go wrong and his inexperience wasn’t helping him either. Yes he had started to get a little more comfortable around people but this was you. The person he had liked for months now. Jungkook knew he wanted more and in order to get that he had to confess. So that’s why he found himself standing n front of your door at 3 am. He knew it wasn’t good timing but he just had to tell you. So he rang the doorbell and impatiently waited for you to open it. About 1 minute later you sleepily opened the door, frowning when you saw Jungkook standing there. 

“Kookie? What are you doing here?” 

“I couldn’t sleep because I need to tell you something. Y/N, I’m in love with you and I’m so sorry if you don’t like me back but I really really like you.” 

“Are you serious?” 


You flashed him a tired smile before embracing him tightly and pulling him inside. Closing the door behind him as you two moved to your bedroom. After all it was 3 am and needless to say you two were very tired. Jungkook couldn’t be happier as he wrapped his arms around you and held you close before slowing drifting off to sleep.  

Call Boy (Taeyong x Reader x Yuta)

Rating: M

(A/N) Someone please take my computer away from me, this is a perfect example of what happens when I stay up too late. Anyway, how are you guys? This was supposed to be a Daddy type smut, but it got WAY OUT OF HAND. Idk what possessed me while writing this lol But shout out to my homeboy SoMo for being my soundtrack while writing this, Hide & Freak is a blessing.

ps This was the only gif I could find of them together, I’m so shook #STOPYUTA2K16

Part II

Originally posted by yutenor

The bright summer sun blared overhead, not a cloud to obstruct its rays as people walked through the busy street, enjoying their weekend as best they could. It was the type of warm weather that felt good for the first few hours you were outside, but quickly wore off as the sweat began to collect uncomfortably on your lower back. That morning when you leisurely woke up to the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen, you’d checked the weather app on your phone, eyes bulging out of your head at the nearly triple digit number. 

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Let’s Skip Dinner

Originally posted by the-xclan

Pairing: Wonho x Reader (Y/n)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3580

Warnings: Filthy kitchen sex, unprotected sex, Dirty talk

A/n: I had Wonho feels one day, smh, but I hope you enjoy this!

You hummed happily as you stirred the pot of noodles that was threatening to boil over on the stove, excited about the night you were finally able to have with your boyfriend. He was always so busy, working all the time and always surrounded by his bandmates. You didn’t mind being around them all the time, but God, a date night of just the two of you was long overdue.

You jumped a little bit when you felt cold hands run up underneath your shirt and rest on your waist, plush lips coming to ghost over your neck not a moment later. You relaxed back into your boyfriend after taking a deep breath, amused at your own nervous behaviour.

“Why are you so jumpy?” Hoseok teased, his black hair tickling your collarbones as he continued to feather light kisses on your neck.

You just hummed instead of answering, not wanting to lose the sweet kisses that you were so lucky to be getting. You normally hated Hoseok distracting you whenever you were trying to do something, but you’d been itching for him recently. His kisses were like heaven and his hands were magical. You sighed again just thinking about the last weekend you two had together, and you desperately wanted to have him again.

“Baby,” Hoseok purred in your ear, his hands running running across your stomach, fingers dancing along the waistband of your shorts.

“What’s got you so distracted, hm?” He whispered, his voice dropping an octave.

You groaned lowly, your head falling back to rest against his shoulder. You loved when he whispered in your ear, his low, teasing voice sending shivers down your spine. He started kissing along your neck again, finding his favorite spot and biting down. A moan left your lips and the idea of dinner was quickly being forgotten, the only thing you wanted was his lips on your skin and to be strung out on ecstasy.

Wonho was better than any drug on the market, a continuous high that made you weak at the knees and made you crave for more in the worst way. You dropped the spoon in the pot and ignored the sounds of the bubbling water, turning around in your boyfriend’s arms to press your lips together. You moaned into the embrace, your hands coming up to tangle into his soft locks. His hands gripped you tighter and the air was no longer playful and teasing, it was rough and needy. You pulled away from him and tugged on his hair, enjoying the grunt that he let out. He pulled you closer to his chest, taking your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger before growling a threat for you to obey.

“Listen baby girl, we don’t want you getting bold, right?” Hoseok chuckled darkly, his free hand out from your shirt to run up your thigh.

You whimpered out a small ‘yes’ and he released your chin, both his hands now gripping the backs of your thighs and lifting you up. Your lips pressed against Hoseok’s once more, your arms wrapping themselves around his neck as he moved you to the adjacent counter. You shivered when your thighs met the cold marble, your boyfriend chuckling at your reaction.

Hoseok leaned into your neck again, his kisses less soft and more demanding, taking time to bite down and suck on the soft skin. He sucked harder whenever you left out a shaky moan, your thighs clenching around his hips. Soon enough he pulled away, a thin layer of saliva coating his lips and you couldn’t help but lick your own lips at the sight.

“Hoseok,” You whimpered, a desperate look on your face, “Please? I want more.”

Your boyfriend was more than happy to oblige your request, his hands finding their way underneath your shirt again. You leaned into his touch, another soft plea leaving your lips. Hoseok smirked and removed your shirt from your body, throwing the material somewhere on the floor. His hands came up to run across your bra, his fingertips brushing across the intricate material of the lace.

“Babygirl, you dressed up so pretty,” Hoseok cooed in your ear, his voice breathless and just as desperate for you as you were for him.

“I think I want to keep it on, baby. I like you all dolled up and beautiful as I’m pounding into you.” You moaned at Hoseok’s dirty talk, your hips bucking up for friction of their own volition. Hoseok laughed in that moment, amused at how desperate you were in that moment.

“I haven’t really done anything yet, baby,” he scoffed, a hand coming to rub at your through your shorts. “Do a couple of hickies really turn you on that much? Or are you just thinking about me fucking you until you’re crying and sore?”

You cried out his name, your voice cracking as you rocked your hips into his hand. God, it felt so good to be at his mercy again.

“Yes! Anything Hoseok, please.” You begged, your hand coming up to fist his shirt.

You found his mocking voice incredibly attractive, the tone causing a familiar heat to pool in the pit of your stomach and wetness to soak your panties. Hoseok took his hand from your core, satisfied with your complacency.

He took a step away from you in order to remove his shirt from his torso, the fabric joining yours on the tiled floor. You bit your lips at the sight of his built body, a soft groan leaving your mouth at the idea of marking and marring the otherwise pristine skin. Your hands came to his waist, your nails digging into the pale flesh as you pulled him closer. Your boyfriend smirked and raised an eyebrow, daring you to act. You offered him a smirk of your own, leaning into him and leaving kisses against his collar bones. When he didn’t stop you there, you bit down and sucked, tugging at the skin to break the blood vessels beneath it and let bruises form. He groaned around you, his hands coming down to knead you thighs as you continued your treatment to his skin.

You pulled away from him breathless, looking at the spot that was already starting to turn into a mess of blue and purple. His groans and gasps had you smirking and leaning down again to make more along the expanse of his chest.  You came up to his throat and kissed it gently, biting down on a spot that’d be very visible if anything showed up. Hoseok grabbed a fistful of your hair and tugged you away from his neck with a growl, staring down at you with lust filled eyes.

“Babygirl, you weren’t planning on leaving a mark, were you?” He asked, his tone commanding and domineering as he kept his grip on your hair.

You stayed silent and just looked up at him, a whimper leaving your lips when he tugged harder.

He clenched his teeth and took a deep breath, letting go of your hair and taking a step back. You two had set up some rules to keep whispers and rumors quiet, one of them was no visible marks and you were well aware of this fact. All you wanted to do was push his buttons, and you knew you’d successfully done so when he stepped away. Breaking rules like this was the quickest way to get him to snap, and you loved it when he lost his patience.

Hoseok pushed you further back onto the counter and forced your legs further apart by your knees, a whimper leaving your lips. Your back hit the upper cabinets, the wood digging into your skin. His hands came onto your thighs, slowly sliding up with a devious look on his face. Hands suddenly clamped down on the inside of your thighs, the sharp sound ringing through the room coupled with your moan.

“I love the way you sound when you moan, baby,” Hoseok spoke, his voice gruff.

His hands were now at the waistband of your shorts, quickly tugging them down with the aid of your eagerly lifting hips. He eyed the panties that you wore, humming in appreciation at the fact that they matched your bra.

“A matching set, baby girl? It must be my lucky night,” he teased, his fingers coming to slowly rub your clit. “I’m going to regret destroying these.”

You opened your mouth to question what he meant but were cut off by his hand gripping the thin fabric and ripping it off your body. A yelp left your kiss-swollen lips and you couldn’t help it when your thighs clenched. The heat in the pit of your stomach grew and you needed more.

You whined when Hoseok’s thumb came down on your clit again, his rubbing slow and teasing. He wanted to stretch this out and have you fucked out on the kitchen counter. You started to whimper out a string of pleas, cursing when your boyfriend finally obliged. Hoseok took his free hand and ran his index finger across your wet core a couple times, humming in appreciation as he sunk his finger into you. You clenched down on him with a sweet whimper, adoring how he finally did something, but God it wasn’t enough.

“Please. More,” you whimpered, rolling your hips in time with Hoseok’s shallow thrusts.

“More? You’re getting brave, babygirl,” your boyfriend chuckled, adding another finger to join the first.

His pace became quicker and rougher, your walls clenching down as your free hand grabbed his forearm. You felt euphoria in that moment, your entire body was on fire. Every hard thrust of his fingers had you crying, the wet sound of his fingers fucking into you making the heat in your stomach burn hotter.

“Is this enough, baby girl? Do you still want more?” He asked, sounding almost breathless as he kept up the onslaught on your nerves.

“Yes!” You shouted, a hand coming to hold the back of his neck. “I want more! Please, Hoseok, I need you,” you finished, your voice strained and high pitched.

“You’ll come on my fingers before you get anything else babygirl.”

The sadistic smirk on your boyfriend’s face made your face fall. He added a third finger, his thrusts slower than before but just as rough. He looked over your entire body, adoring the bruises forming across your skin and the way your thighs shook every time his fingers thrust into you just right. He leaned into your neck, biting the soft skin on your throat, enjoying your soft whine that followed.

Your cheeks flushed a darker pink the closer Hoseok brought you to the edge, his free hand running down your stomach until his fingers came down to your clit where they rubbed in a vigorous circular motion. You released your boyfriend all together so you could rest your hands on the counter behind you, giving you leverage to push into his movements.

“Now, Babygirl.” He leaned in next to your ear, his black hair tickling your cheek as he whispered, “I want you to come, ok? I want you to scream my name when do so too,” he purred, his voice soft and seductive, so different from the dominant growl and demanding tone he had moments ago.

You obediently nodded your head, your thighs clenching and desperate noises leaving your pink lips at a more frequent pace than before. Hoseok’s hand sped up back to the quick and brutal pace it was once at. That movement coupled with the rubbing at your clit had you rolling your head back to lean against the upper cabinets.

“Hoseok!” You cried, the muscles in your thighs and stomach burning as you thrusted harder down on him, chasing the sweet sensation of your release. Soon enough the burning coil in the pit of your stomach finally burst, another cry of Hoseok’s name spilling from your lips as you came for the first time that evening. Hoseok continued to thrust his fingers in and out of you as you rode out your high, the pace slower and softer.

Your sounds died down to nothing other than gasps, your chest heaving as you tried your hardest to catch your breath and slow your heart rate. Hoseok wasn’t helping any as he finally withdrew his fingers from you, bringing them up to his lips to lick off all of the mess you made. Your breath got caught in your throat when he smirked at you, the man before you looking like complete sin as he licked and sucked his fingers clean.

“Babygirl,” he moaned, licking his lips. “You taste so sweet. I’d almost forgotten how good it was.”

He chuckled low and dark, placing his hands on your hips. He leaned into you again and took your lips in a passionate kiss, wanting you to taste your own release on his lips. You melted into the kiss and groaned at the taste that was so sinful and amazing. It was a sweetness on your tongue that was so utterly addictive and you couldn’t get enough of it.

Hoseok’s hands came to your knees where his thumbs stroked the soft skin there, his hands making sure that your legs stayed wide open for him. Your own hands ventured down to the basketball shorts he was wearing, your fingers dipping into the waistband to stroke his erection. Hoseok’s lips left yours to release a low groan, the sound igniting a new need and a new fire in your gut. You wanted to hear more of his deep groans and you didn’t care what you had to do to drag those sinful notes from his lips.

You gripped your boyfriend’s cock a little tighter, stroking him with more confidence and hunger. His fingers dug into your knees, his breath coming out shorter and less restrained. His entire demeanor changed as your strokes got quicker and your movements got bolder, the man bucking into your hand whenever your thumb stroked across the head. You could tell his patience was slipping and you weren’t surprised when one of his hands released its tight grip on your knee and came to grab your wrist, stopping your movements.

“Get down,” he growled lowly, his voice dangerous and dripping with arousal.

Your eyes widened at his voice, your gut twisting at the authority that it held. You did as ordered and slid off of the counter top, your legs barely holding you up once your feet him the ground. Once you were on your feet you realized how shaky you were. Your legs felt like Jello and wobbled as you held onto Hoseok, the man letting you gain a feel for standing before manhandling you to where he wanted you.

Hoseok slid a hand down to your hip, the other one making its way up to the nape of your neck. He used these points as leverage, the hand on your hip turning you around and the other on your nape pushing you down until you were bent over the marble counter top. You whimpered at the harsh treatment, the edge of the counter digging into your lower stomach and his hand holding onto the back of your neck with more strength.

“I’m going to fuck you however I like, Babygirl,” Hoseok announced. “And you’re going to be a good girl and scream for me, right?”

He continued to tease, his knee pushing your legs further apart as he spoke. You gasped when he did so and reached out for anything you could get a stable grip on, the counter so uncomfortable as it dug a little harder into your flesh.

You whimpered and nodded enthusiastically, pushing yourself up on your tippy toes in hopes that it would spark a sense of urgency in your sadistic boyfriend. It seemed to have worked because not a moment later he was dragging his cock against your dripping core, the small sparks making you cry out in frustration. Hoseok chuckled at you before sheathing himself in you in one quick thrust, the stretch making you gasp out a broken version of Hoseok’s name.

He started up a reckless pattern of hard and fast thrusts, pushing you further into the sweet abyss of another impending orgasm. You let out a steady stream of curses that sounded so right mingling with Hoseok’s deep grunts and the sounds of his cock thrusting deep into you. His skin slapped against yours leaving the flesh of your ass and thighs a soft pink, his finger digging bruises into your neck and hips. You felt a burning coil twisting through your gut, each perfect thrust making the burn hotter.

“Your cunt looks so pretty with my cock in it,” he grunted, punctuating every word of filth with a harsh thrust that had you letting out a low whine and clenching down on him. He moaned at the feeling, bucking into you with jerky movements.

He slowed down his thrusts for a second, letting you desperately gasp for air. Your head was spinning and everything was fuzzy, the only thing your brain could register was the burning shocks of pleasure that coursed up your spine and every word that dripped from Hoseok’s lips.

“You’re going to come on my cock, do you understand, Babygirl?” He asked, his hand leaving your neck to tangle in your hair. You nodded your head quickly in a silent reply which earned you a sharp tug on your hair and a reminder to use your words.

“Yes! Anything, Hoseok. Please,” you cried with a raspy voice, tears gathering in your eyes at the frustration you felt.

You would always do as he asked  because of how well he treated you and how amazing he made you feel. You just wanted him to pick up his fast pace again so you could come.

As if Hoseok could read your mind, he started up his pattern again, his hand in your hair where he kept a tight grip. It felt like ecstasy to have him holding you in place, taking what he wanted and how he wanted it from you. You felt the hand on your hip leave and connect with your clit, his fingers rubbing in a quick, circular motion that finally had the tears falling down your flushed cheeks. You couldn’t see it, but he marveled at how disheveled and fucked out you looked, his chest filling with pride that he could make you fall apart for him so easily and so completely.

“Hoseok, I’m almost- Please!” You nearly shouted in a hoarse voice, your hips rocking with hard thrusts. You felt his own thrusts get sloppy and uneven, his sporadic movements finally pushing you over the edge into another orgasm.

Every nerve felt on fire and you forgot where you were for a moment. Your muscles tightened and relaxed as every wave of electricity coursed through your body, shocking every nerve on its way through your body. Your body twitched of its own accord as you rode out your orgasm, goosebumps covering your skin as the oversensitivity hit you. Hoseok kept on thrusting into you with uneven and sloppy movements, his own end approaching as he watched you come. It was like art to him; how your own release dripped down your thighs, how your sweet pussy tightened around him, and how even as the aftershocks kept hitting you and the oversensitivity took hold of your senses, you still stayed right where you were for him.

A few thrusts later Hoseok was pulling out of you and releasing you completely to stroke at his erection, coming on the backs of your thighs very shortly afterwards with a curse and a deep groan of your name. You both stayed where you were, exhaustion creeping into your limbs as your lungs tried to refill with air. The moment was calm, heavy panting from you both and the sound the of the water boiling over on the stove the only audible noises in the room.

After a moment you pushed yourself up off the counter, your arms shaking uncontrollably and your legs barely keeping you up. A purple line began forming on your stomach from being rammed into the counter multiple times, a soreness already settling into every inch of your body. Hoseok looked up at you once he’d caught his own breath, calling your name in a concerned tone as he saw your body shaking.

Everything went by in a blur from what you could tell. Hoseok had taken a washcloth from the kitchen sink and wiped you down as gently as he could, dressing you into his discarded t-shirt from earlier, and somehow carrying you to the bedroom where he tucked you under the duvet.

“I think we ruined the pasta baby,” your perfect boyfriend laughed, leaning down to place the softest of kisses on your lips.

The touch was gentle and light as a feather, but so many sweet words were poured into the simple action.

“Think about what kind of pizza you want to order while I go clean up the pasta mess real quick, ok? My treat,” he whispered against your lips, and you couldn’t help the smile that broke out on your face.

It was moments like these where you were reminded of how gentle and perfect Hoseok was. It was also moments like these where you remembered why you were so in love with him.

jk: i don’t want to be your boyfriend anymore

jm: [tearing up] wait what? why?

jk: i’d prefer to be your husband


jk: i’m asking you to marry me if you didn’t understa-

jm: yoU IDIOT

jk: so is that a yes

4 044!

I feel so proud of myself for actively doing this for over a year now and it makes me surprisingly happy to hit these milestones. But enjoy this! (I know it’s not that much, but school has been so hard)

1. Maybe we should take on the offer and just leave without a fight.

2. “Where is it?”
“Where’s what?”
“The shoe I don’t have on my foot.”

3. Chain link fence is such a great cover, mate! Good job!

4. She was good at four things, long range shooting, rocket science, classical literature and lying. None of those would be any help right now.

5. Hey, at least they don’t have… oh no, I’m sorry I lied, they have dynamite too.

6. We just need to keep it simple and try not to get double crossed

7. I’m like 97% sure my old house is being used as a brothel right now

8. That motherfucker better not be dodging the goddamn briefing again.

9. Some of your old contacts were more than happy to give me information I needed. You should thank them.

10. “I’ve lost so many hours, so many days, just pretending I loved you.”

11. I wasn’t prepared you to be the villain in my life

12. It has been awhile since I have seen you actually leave the office, so I brought you food.

13. When I said I didn’t want you to do it, I genuinely meant that I didn’t want you to do it.

14. She would be lot easier talk to if she didn’t have a bullet in her head.

15. I was gonna get mad, but this is my old gum I left here like four years ago.

16. You need a lesson in trash talking, honey.

17. He has the right to the crown, right to reign. He does not need your permission to do anything.

18. “Loyalty, right? That’s what you want from your soldiers? I can make that happen.”
“You only know loyalty out of fear. I don’t want that.”

19. What a nice thing to be yelled at right off the bat

20. I think she technically said she won’t date anybody who doesn’t have a Wikipedia page, so..

21. You spent years in shackles. Have you forgotten how to fight?

22. Well I think you technically broke someone’s back..

23. I don’t want to sound like an asshole… Well in this instance I don’t really give a fuck, so I’ll insult you

24. It always managed to surprise me that two lunatics with death wishes found each other and decided that they needed to take over the word.

25. There was always going to be death in drunken brawls. At least when the poets joined in and swung their weapons around.

26. You always look like you just escaped homeless center

27. Whenever you say that, it starts to mean little less and less.

28. Why are you even bothering to apologize for it? I’m not mad and these people here aren’t demanding an apology.

29. I don’t want to waste your time with my crying.

30. You can’t imagine how long I’ve wanted to say that joke.

31. She knew they weren’t coming for her, so what did she have left to lose? She started screaming, banging her hands on the metal door, shouting treats and profanities at her captors.

32. Stop throwing the basketball to people who aren’t in the game!

33. I need you to stop being so distracted by dogs, man.

34. We cannot risk that she won’t come back and try to free them again.

35. I have super glue and duct tape ready if you fuck this up somehow.

36. “But you’re a hero!”
“I guess it depends on who’s eyes you look it through.”

37. Some people can only learn by pain. Are you one of those people?

38. I’m going to invade your privacy now, please don’t hit me.

39. Please stop with the slow-motion fighting!

40. Your fake Scottish accent involves awful lot of spitting.

41. The motherfuckers blew up our card house? It’s time for death.

42. “Because carrying one taser gun wasn’t enough?”
“I’m a boy scout, I’m always prepared!”

43. You are accusing me for being one of them? Even though I have been fighting against them for whole life?

44. We are enGAYed!

45. Did you open a champagne bottle with stiletto?

46. It might be illegal, but at least it’s not morally wrong

47. Why do you sneak around like a t-rex?

48. Is this something we should talk about or just blatantly ignore?

49. “Are you not going to let me even apologize?!”
“Apologize about what? I thought you didn’t do anything.”

50. She left the club on sixth street at 2am, phone dead and heels slowly proving victorious once again.

51. Are you not aware how many lives you’ve single handedly affected? It’s rather amazing.

52. All my friends are war journalist or demons, let’s just think about that for a moment

53. What happened to you? You’ve settled down now? And… what? Found the love of your life?

54. She crossed her legs with flirtatious smile that didn’t match her words towards me, “They always did tell me you deserved to die.”

55. Your improvise shooting targets just become smaller and smaller every time, don’t they?

56. We need to get piss up drunk right now and try to forget the whole day before somebody gets traumatized for life

57. “I’ll be brutally honest –“
“As always.”
“Yes, as always. But your father is the most traumatizing motivational speaker I’ve ever heard.”

58. Not only does the mall Santa look like a Donald Trump, but he just dropped about three bags of cocaine.

59. There’s no doubt that you absolutely have enough ammo stashed away somewhere to take them down

60. He didn’t think the girl had done it, but the half-grin on her mouth the whole interrogation only fueled the others to pile the evidence solely on her.

61. Could you return her alive the next time?!

62. This is a hate hug, stop enjoying it!

63. I’m suddenly the reliable one?

64. This is oddly violent restaurant

65. You got your bodybuilder ass handed to you by a pregnant woman, you should be ashamed

66. I feel paranoid. Please stop telling me you love me.

67. You proposed her in a hospital waiting area, and honestly, I think that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever done to her

68. The king wept at the loss of his stallion, but not the death of his eldest son

69. “She’s one of the most caring people I know!”
“Well I guess she’s just hiding it very fucking well”

70. It’s controlled arrogance

71. I need some education… I’ll google it

72. I took a half day out for this, you better not die, yeah?

73. Make sure they’re okay if I’m not gonna be…

74. “You son of a bitch!”
“Well I’m a daughter of yours, so you’re practically correct in your insult.”

75. Why are you acting like he never tried to kill me?!

76. Well I think heart attack kinda ruins the joke

77. She knew she shouldn’t have voiced her misfortunes out loud, it was just asking for the world to pile more bullshit on her shoulders.

78. He’s just a definition of heart attack!

79. I think you’ve tricked me into having fun

80. As far as I know, I’m the only lawyer in the city to run over a client with a cement trunk

81. They always told me stories of how she sailed to the edge of the world and how she fought the seven devils alone to save the world

82. Tie your shoes, it’s parkour time!

83. Communicate with me! Don’t yell!

84. He even smells like a rich brat! Like a repulsive rich brat…

85. Do you really think I’m the type of girl to joke about double homicide?  

86. I think our father is trying to cook lobsters in the microwave…

87. I don’t know about you, but that sounded like a confession to me

88. She knew no matter how bad she could fuck up, there was one person in who could get her out of anything

89. He never told me where he was going. And maybe that was for good, knowing me, I’d probably follow him like a desperate puppy I am.

90. When you asked me on a date, I thought we’d go to get food or drinks or something normal! Never did I thought you’d involve me into a hostage situation!

91. Her grandfather made his living playing a piano in bars around the big city and her father played a guitar in a cruise band, there where she got her musical talent.

92. She sat on the stone steps of the brownstone house, the cold rain slowly drenching her, but she still looked happy

93. They hadn’t realized how much alcohol they’d ended up drinking the night before, but the head splitting headache and the new matching tattoos on the bottom of their feet told a story of different kind

94. You want me to give your life expectancy? Because I could. But I also think you’re immortal.

95. Oh wow, they learned to shoot at your legs finally?

96. Please don’t shoot at me, please don’t shoot at me… Oh my god! PLEASE STOP SHOOTING AT ME!

97. This turned out to be hell of a lot more painful than I thought

98. I’m willing to lose this fight if it’s necessary…

99. Let’s hope they are the type who ask questions first and then shoot…

100. You have to hope they still remember me and that I didn’t anything to anger them before I died

101. They lived only a block away from the pool hall, so their father assumed they were there and left for his next shift downtown.

102. I think you forgot that I’m quite much useless in a long fight

103. My legs are sore from running and I want to kill your boyfriend

104. He was sure if he was to walk there and tap on her shoulder, she would jump out of her chair screaming.

105. It turned out to be easier to pull the trigger of a taser than trigger of a gun

106. She sucked in her cheeks and crossed her eyes, making a silly face for the baby laying on its back

107. He rubbed his tongue on the roof of his mouth, wanting to say something, but never doing so

108. They sat on the edge of their bed, contemplating should they leave a note for their sleeping brother

109. They sold his car last Tuesday, still fully believing he was dead

110. Just out of interest, have you heard of invasion of privacy before?

111. Somebody bless my soul!

112. “So are we on the same wavelength?”

Some chapter title ideas also;

1. Heroes Always Die Alone

2. 19 Easy Ways To Lose Your Friends And Bury Your Enemies

3. The Loyal Knight And Righteous Mad Woman

4. Too Naïve For The Job

5. One Hated, One Loved And One Pitied

6. The One Who Pulled The Trigger Was In Love

7. I Kissed You And Lost Your Heart

8. Me, You And Our Best Friend Death

9. Extravagant Lies Always End In Death

10. The Royal Alien Changes Nothing

11. Some Level Of Insanity In Us

12. Bewitched Love Story

13. Four Lured In Death

14. Gullible Sweethearts and Coffee Cups

15. Barbed Wire And Beer Bottle Hassle

16. Misfortune of Misplacing Things

17. Deep Conversations In A Strip Clubs

18. 3 Original Ways To Wish His Death

19. Bottle Jäger Later And It Didn’t Sound So Absurd Anymore

20. Love Proofed To Be A Slow Death

21. Differences Between A Fool And A Tool

22. Thinking Of London And Him

23. Skin-Crawling Love

Also, shoutout to @humdrummoloch, I really been enjoying the blog. Also to @dawnuchiha and @savannahthepeach, who I have started to recognize when going through the like, thanks guys :))

Badass- Imagine Pt. 2

Fandom: Stranger Things

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader

Warning: sexual assault, swearing, fluff

Word Count: 1744

Summary: Billy threatens the reader and Steve finds out and wants to protect them. (Part 2)

Part 1

You wake up the next morning cuddled up next to Steve, with his arm draped over you protectively. You roll over and see he is already awake, stroking your arm comfortingly. He looks down when he notices you’re awake and smiles down at you, kissing your cheek.

“I have to go home and shower and I’ll be back here in a while to pick you up for school.” he said softly. You nod and he starts to pull himself out of bed. You whine and reach out your hand. He raises his eyebrows and leans back down to you. You run a hand through his messy bed head and knot your fingers in his hair. “Hey, babe you know I have to go.” he whispers.

“Uh huh,” you reply and pull his lips down to yours. He groans against your mouth as he forces himself to pull away and climb back out your window. You lay in bed for a few moments longer and then pull yourself out of bed and into the shower.


“Oh shit, I think I left my Chemistry textbook in my locker.” Steve mutters as the two of you walk to his car.

“Go ahead and go get it, babe, I’ll wait here.” You look down at your hands intertwined between your two bodies. Steve had not left your side all day and there had been no problems so what were five minutes alone?

“No, it’s okay, I’ll just do the homework tomorrow at lunch.” he says quickly.

“Go and get it, Steve, I’ll be fine for the few minutes it’ll take you to go run and get it.” You laugh nervously. He scans the scene around his car, deems it safe and lets go of your hand. He declares that he will be back before you know it and runs back the way you two had come. You set your bag down and lean against his car and fiddle with your fingers nervously. You hoped it wasn’t obvious how scared you were.

Your fear comes to life as you see that familiar mop of dangerous ringlets start to approach you, a halo of cigarette smoke wafting around them. Steve’s words replay in your head, “Oh my god, I am dating a badass,” and you stand a little taller, feeling more confident. However, this feeling is immediately squashed when Billy stands over you, at least a head taller.

“You missed our date, sweetheart, I thought we had a deal. You give me what I want and I spare your boyfriend his dignity.” He sneers, blowing smoke in your face, causing you to gag.

You wave it away and glare at him, “Fuck off, Billy. I’m dating Steve and I want nothing to do with you, so please save yourself the dignity and get the hell out of here.”

Billy leans in closer to you and moves your hair as he did yesterday. You are frozen in fear and unable to push his hand off. “Such a pretty little mark, soon I will leave more and people will know that you have been marked as mine.” You suck in a breath as he leans closer, the feeling of his warmth breath on your neck causing goosebumps to rise. Then it was gone, Steve stood in front of you, the anger in his face all too obvious. Steve cups your cheek in a sweet gesture and then turns back to face Billy who was regaining his balance.

“Get away from her, Billy. You sick son of a bitch, what kind of man goes after another guy’s girl?” Steve snarls at him. Billy steps closer and starts smiling.

“Is this the King Steve I’ve been waiting so long for? Is this him? Well, it’s about damn time, don’t you think?” And with that he grabs Steve’s jacket in his large fists and throws him to the side, his path to you clear once again. You squeal as he quickly pins you to the side of Steve’s car and snatches your wrist in his hand and rolls up your sleeve. Steve is on his feet once more and hovers over the both of you, unsure of what to do that would not put you in harm’s way.

“Look at these pretty marks I gave her,” he cackles his delight, shoving your arm towards Steve.

“Get off of her, man. You wanna fight me that’s fine but leave her out of this.” Steve almost pleads, his eyes huge with concern, trying to catch yours which are squeezed shut.

“Oh, but I haven’t showed you my favorite,” Billy grips your chin between his strong fingers and tilts your neck so Steve can see the ugly mark there. “I can’t believe how soft her skin is, what about you Harrington? She must still be innocent. Is that it?” he asks turning back to you. “Can Harrington not give it to you? I could, you know, I could give you what you want.” You open your eyes and spit in Billy’s face. This enrages him and with your chin still captured in his hand, he raises his second hand but you never feel the strike. In fact, Billy’s whole body weight is removed from you. You open your eyes again and see a terrible sight in front of you.

Steve and Billy are rolling around on the ground together, landing blows wherever they can reach. You shriek and tell them to stop. “Stop! Stop! Please!” Both boys’ faces are bloody and fists are flying everywhere. Suddenly, Billy lands a blow to Steve’s throat and he chokes, causing him to hesitate his next punch. Billy takes the upper hand and start hitting as hard and as quickly as he can and you are screaming. “Billy, get the fuck off of him, you’re gonna kill him!”

You panic and look around frantically and spot Steve’s abandoned textbook on the ground. You snatch it up quickly and with all your strength, bring the thick book down on top of Billy’s head. He drops quickly and Steve rolls on top of him and brings a couple more final punches to his face, making sure he won’t retaliate, threatening as he does so, “If you ever talk to her, or come close to her, or so much as breathe the same air as her, I swear to God that I will end your life, Billy Hargrove. You’re a disgrace, you sick bastard!”

He stumbles off of him and tries to put his feet under him. He wobbles and you immediately reach out and wrap an arm around his waist, encouraging him to lean on you. “C’mon, let’s get you in the car.” you whisper and bring him around to the passenger side, despite his protests. You pull open the door and he practically falls into the seat. Once you are positive he is settled you jog around the the driver side and see Billy start to sit up. You can’t help yourself and kick him straight in the groin and then jump into Steve’s car, speeding away quickly.


You pulled up in front of your house and quickly open the passenger side door and see Steve passed out in the seat. You start to panic and lean down next to him, attempting to shake him awake. “Steve, baby, please, please wake up!” You stroke his hair, coating your fingers in blood, but you hardly care. Getting desperate, tears start making their way down your cheeks and you are shaking him roughly. “Please, wake up you stupid idiot. You can’t do this right now, I owe you so much, please! Wake UP!” you scream and he groans pitifully as he is pulled back into consciousness.

“Oh my god.” you whisper as you kiss his lips to which he groans louder due to pain. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

He opens those beautiful eyes and tries to smile, though it comes out more as a grimace. “I’m awake, baby, I’m here.”

“Can you stand?” you inquire, grabbing fistfuls of his jacket and start to haul him to his feet. He nods and tries to take a step and he leans on you so heavily, you almost fall over. You grit your teeth and gather all your anger and use it as power to drag him across your lawn and all the way up the stairs. Thankfully, neither of your parents were home, that would have take a lot of explaining that you did not have time for at the moment.

You sit him down on the toilet and demand he stay put until you come back with the first aid kit. You quickly locate it in your parent’s bathroom and step back into your own bathroom. When you step in, you see Steve has stripped off his bloodstained shirt. You suck in a breath and try to avoid staring at him for too long.

After ten minutes the majority of the blood coated on his body is gone and the cuts show through. He is the first to speak. “(Y/N), I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for that to happen, I shouldn’t have left you.” He says, closing his eyes. “I just didn’t want to be too protective and I thought you would be okay and god, if I hadn’t gotten there when I did-” he was cut off by you gently placing your finger to his lips.

“Steve, don’t apologize, there was no way you could have been able to predict that was going to happen. Thank you for everything, I love you.” you whisper. He smiles and pulls you closer, resting his head on your chest. After a while, he raises his head and asks, “All done, Doctor (Y/N)?”

“I think so,” you say looking at his bandaged face.

“Wait, you need to kiss them all better,” he pouts, “especially this one!” He pointed out his split lip, to which you rolled your eyes and kissed his outstretched lips. Once you pull away, he speaks again, “Hey, babe, I don’t know if I was hallucinating when I was in the car, but did you kick him in the balls?”

“Hell yeah I did, for you babe.”

“What did I tell you? A badass.” You laugh and look lovingly at Steve and place another kiss on a bandage on his cheek.

“C’mon you, let’s get that fabulous hair washed and then we can go lay down in my room.”

“Anything for you.”

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Just Pretend

Summary: Stiles tells his dad he has a boyfriend. The problem is, he doesn’t actually have one.

Notes: Written for @the-darkhunter, who wanted #7 from this list. (On AO3)

The only warning Derek gets is Stiles hissing, “Be cool,” in his ear.

And that doesn’t really tell him what he’s actually supposed to do, but he starts to get an idea when Stiles grabs his hand, twining their fingers together. Then he calls out, “Dad!” brightly, and Derek realizes that the Sheriff is walking over.

“Hello,” the Sheriff says, looking directly at Derek. “You must be Derek Hale, I’ve heard so much about you.” He cocks an eyebrow. “Haven’t had you over for dinner though, why might that be?”

He says it in an offhand, friendly sort of way, but it immediately puts Derek on edge. It doesn’t help that he doesn’t know what the hell the Sheriff is talking about.

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A Fresh Start

Request: ‘can you do a spencer x reader fic where spencer and the reader are on a date (like walking through the park or at a coffee shop) and they run into readers abusive ex? thanks!!!‘

Guess who is BACK. So, after my hiatus, I am finding it slightly hard to get back into the writing game, even though I have nearly 20 requests that need working through. So, until I am fully inspired once again, I am going to be focusing on the ones that get that spark going, and this means the requests will be done in no order.

‘You know it is really not normal to have 10 sugars in your coffee.’ You laughed, as Spencer emptied a worrying amount of sugar sachets into his drink.

‘You know it is really not normal for the girl to pay for her coffee on a date? You should have let me buy it!’ He complained, sliding into the chair next to you.

‘You can pay for it on the next one.’ You winked, as Spencer spluttered while drinking his coffee and blushed.

You had been working next to Spencer Reid for three years, and ever since the day that you first walked into the BAU, you had been inseparable. Together you had dealt with tough cases, the ending of your abusive relationship with a long term boyfriend, and the death of Maeve, so it would have been a crime not to call him your favorite person in the entire world. This friendship soon turned into feelings, and after an emotional outburst one night in a hotel room that you were sharing in a foreign city, Spencer had plucked up the courage to ask you out for coffee. At this moment, everything felt like it had slotted perfectly into place, and you couldn’t believe that you didn’t realize this potential love sooner.

‘Uh, so, a next date, you say?’ Spencer asked, placing his coffee down on the table and running his tongue over his lips to remove the remnants of the froth.

‘Are you not interested in a next date, Dr. Reid?’ you said, playfully, as you saw his eyes widen in horror.

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for you pt 4 [M]

Pairing: Reader x Taehyung

Genre: badboy!au, smut, angst,

Word Count: 5.5k

Originally posted by vminv

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“Are you okay?” you asked nervously as you slipped into the passenger seat next to Taehyung. He was chewing the cuticles on one hand while drumming the fingertips of the other onto his steering wheel. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost”

He turned his head to stare at you and you tried your best not to laugh, “How would you feel if you were to go to dinner with your girlfriend’s best friends who want nothing more than to gut him like a tuna?” He stuttered over the g word, unsure of if it was something he should call your or not. The two of you hadn’t really talked about what was going on between the two of you.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to call you that” he blushed.

You tried your best not to laugh, but you couldn’t hold it in. Taehyung, the king of leather jackets and muscle cars was scared. Granted, you would be scared too if you had to sit down for dinner with Mina after everything that had happened. You were nervous too, things had barely been patched up between the two of you after the night of the party.

Your hand found its way to the back of his neck, rubbing the knots that formed when he was stressed. Taehyung closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, “It’s okay, Taehyung. Everything will be okay” you assured him.

He opened one of his eyes and gave you a look, “That’s because your name isn’t Kim Taehyung”

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Nothing (Jungkook/Reader)


Genre: Angst

Words: 1,779

Author: Admin Nan

Summary: “W-what?” You stood there stunned, staring back at your boyfriend who couldn’t even looked at you in the eye. (Trigger: slight mature content, cheating, heartbreak)

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Reggie x Reader: “Can I get extra credit for this?”

Warnings: mild swearing (1 word)
Requested: yes

*your POV*

I headed to 5th period drama when I bumped into my dramatic love interest, Archie Andrews.

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