idek what this was supposed to be

IDEK… have some random promnyx.  What can I say, saw this post and got hit by some inspiration…
Some random AU where magically (don’t ask me how) Nyx didn’t die and Prompto has taken up with half a dozen Glaives running around the world of ruin kicking ass and taking names?

Prompto is standing in the bathroom - the one with barely an inch of counter space left on it between everyone’s haphazard tossing of toothpastes and toothbrushes, razors and hoarded lotions, the kind of chaotic mess that came from shoving six grown men into an apartment meant for at max two.  He’s got a pair of scissors - the kitchen kind and probably far too dull and big for this kind of work - and he’s staring at his reflection in the mirror speckled with flecks of toothpaste and water spots (Ignis would be appalled).  Staring like staring long enough might give him a flash of inspiration into how to even begin the task before him.

It’s been a year.  A year of too many hunts, too many cuts and bruises, too many scars starting to form, too little sleep, too much whiskey, too many knocks to the head and too many close calls but he’s still standing and that’s all that mattered.

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Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.

And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly

(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)

tfw u realize Rey has been having visions of Ach-To for her entire life, believing something, like her destiny, or something else important would await her there.

Maz to Rey: “Whomever you’re waiting for on Jakku, they’re never coming back. But there’s someone who still could.” // Rey: “Luke?” // Maz: “The belonging you seek is not behind you, it is ahead.”

She thought Luke was going to be her belonging, he would be the person who could “come back”, that’s why she put all her hopes and decided to go to him on Ach-To. Little did she know, she didn’t get the answers she wanted from him. He was not what she had expected he would be for her, a belonging. He’s not where she belongs. She realizes it.

Bringing it all together, we can see the picture was that:

Rey had visions her entire life of this island. The thing that made her leave, that made her grow, the thing that ended up being the most important to her on this island, WAS BEN. It has always been him from the BEGINNING. She FOUGHT Luke for him. As soon as she realized she found what her belonging is, she’s ready to leave everything else, including the island and Luke, to go and HELP bring him back. The person Maz said “but there’s someone who still could” about- and Maz called them her “belonging”



I just called Netflix Germany and asked why Sense8 got cancelled. The guy on the phone told me the official reason they at customer service have to tell people was that the story had been told/come to and end (which is bullshit of course! WTF Netflix???). He himself said that he doesn’t know really, there are lots of factors playing into these decisions (I guess we already know the reasons were not enough viewers - bc Netflix did shitty advertising for s2 - and the show being too expensive, but I thought it wouldn’t hurt asking).

He sent me an email with the link to the suggestion page which I filled out again with 3 times “Sense8 season 3″ (I had already done that, idek if it counts anymore). The guy on the phone said they do listen to this feedback (but idk, what else is he supposed to say).

I told him I cancelled my Netflix subscription yesterday because of the cancellation and that I want them to know that that was the reason.

He said they have been receiving a lot of calls about Sense8 since the cancellation and that he heard that there was some kind of online movement where people get told to call the hotlines. They are noticing! And I’m talking about Germany, where Netflix isn’t even that popular yet.

So if you haven’t called the Netflix hotline yet, please do!

United States: 1 (866) 579-7172

Canada: 866-579-7115

Colombia: 01-800-755-0114

México: 01800-265-0161

España: 900866616

Argentina: 0800-444-2169

Panamá: +1 (408) 600-1721

Brazil: 0-800-086-4041

United Kingdom: 0800-096-6379

Germany: 0800-724-0963

France: +1-800-585-7265

Italy: 800-784-308

The Netherlands: 0800-022-5173

Australia: 1800-071-578

Norway: 800 17 530

one of my favorite things about Inko and Toshi’s meeting is how they both surprised each other

Toshi surprised Inko with how strongly he cares about Izuku. he said himself that he was willing to lay down his life to raise Izuku right. this declaration brought Inko to her knees.

Inko surprised Toshi by telling him to live. he can’t raise Izuku if he’s dead. he needs to live in order to protect and raise Izuku. dying won’t help anybody. he needs to live in order to make a difference.

Toshi even notes that, given how he’s presented himself to the public eye, no one’s ever told him to live in a long, long time.

he’s always the one taking care of others. no one’s ever really told him to take care of himself. (even if, in this instance, it is still technically for another’s sake)

both Izuku and Toshinori are very self sacrificing. it’s a trait very characteristic of them. Inko, in this chapter, is trying to curb that in both of them with her actions. 

Izuku realized that his self-destructive behavior has had a serious impact on his mom. she is anxious about him permanently paralyzing himself. Izuku has realized that he can’t continue as he has been, and that his actions have an affect on others. his actions have an affect on his mom.

Toshi realized that he can’t just lay his life down for something. as Inko pointed out, he has to live to help Izuku. this isn’t a situation where laying down his life will help. he has to live to make a difference. 

i also love how Inko and Toshi both really respect each other. Inko is clearly very nervous during her conversation with Toshi. hell, she starts crying not long into it. but she won’t let her personal anxiety keep her from making her point. she’s going to say what she needs to the Symbol of Peace himself in order to ensure that her son is safe, regardless of how much she respects him and all he’s done. that takes a lot of strength of character.

Toshi acknowledges this. he transforms into his All Might form and then gets down on his hands and knees and begs for Inko to allow Izuku to continue attending UA. Toshi isn’t going to force her into agreeing. no, he’s lowering his head to her and begging for her permission, because he respects her.

Inko isn’t a hero. she’s a small woman just trying to take care of her young son. and yet, thanks to her strength of character and the lengths she’s willing to go to protect her son, Toshinori calls her strong and even likens her to his own master. 

i just. i really, really love the interactions we got between these two, as little as it was. i hope we get to see more of them interacting in the future 

(and, altho i doubt we’ll get it, i hope that one day that “Please live for Izuku’s sake” becomes “Please live because people care about you.”)

@thunderboltsortofapenny said: No no let’s do this! Why would steve need to be fake married. Or why would bucky need to be fake married to Steve. We need a reason. #Viper do the thing #It’ll be fun!

So I did the thing, and it’s stupid and terrible, but here, have it:

Bucky’s an EMT. Normal guy, just living his life, trying to help where he can. And then one day, all of a sudden, the aliens are invading NYC, and Bucky’s out there helping, right in the middle of the danger zone because of course he is.

There’s a fight going on, and a bunch of freaks in weird suits seem to be fighting the aliens, but Bucky doesn’t have much time to focus on anything other than all the people in dire need of medical attention. He does what he can to help, grabs the first metal bar he can find and fights only the aliens getting in his way, and works himself to exhaustion. Then there’s a blast, and it sends a man flying right into the wall next to him.

“Hey, you okay?” Bucky asks, rushing to help him, and though Bucky could’ve sworn the blow was hard enough to crush anyone’s ribs, he’s surprised to see the man–who must’ve been on his way to a costume party–stand up practically unscathed.

He’s got broad shoulders and a strong jaw and eyes of the prettiest shade of blue Bucky’s ever seen, and even with his face covered in soot and grime and blood, Bucky’s heart skips a beat.

For a few seconds the man seems a bit disoriented, then he finally registers Bucky’s presence. “What are you doing here?? Get out of the streets!”

“I was–” Bucky starts, and is cut off by an explosion right above their heads and a bunch of debris raining down on them, and a hand shoving him aside.

When he comes to, which is a surprise in itself, the dust has started to clear, and the man who’s clearly saved his life is carrying him as if he weighed nothing, concern in those beautiful eyes and a big, warm hand pressed tenderly against Bucky’s neck, checking for a pulse.

He locks eyes with Bucky and sighs in relief, the hint of a smile on his plush lips, but the hand remains where it is. “Hi,” he says. “You all right?”

“Y-yeah… Thank you,” Bucky replies, but he doesn’t move to free himself of the man’s arms. His stomach is doing something weird, and the man surely has other people to rescue, but for a few seconds they both just stay there, shell-shocked and staring at each other like the world around them has stopped.

Then something blows up nearby, and the spell is broken.

Carefully, the man helps him to his feet, makes sure Bucky’s in one piece, and then says, “Find shelter, okay? Stay inside.”

Bucky’s not planning to, but he can’t find it in him to tell that to this incredible man, so he slowly licks his lips and nods. Before turning around to leave, the man offers him a small, shy smile.

- - - - -

During the next few weeks after the Chitauri attack on NYC, every single piece of footage of the Avengers fighting against the aliens and helping civilians goes viral. Phone videos, security cameras, blurry pics.

The most popular, by far, is a snapshot of Captain America carrying a guy, who can be seen fighting aliens and helping people in other videos, bridal style, thumb caressing his jaw, and both looking like lovestruck teenagers.

Bucky can’t go to the grocery store or even do his job without being stalked by the paparazzi or Cap’s groupies or just random people wanting to know what his Avenger name is, and for how long he’s been dating Captain America.

- - - - -

“You’ve ruined my life!!” Bucky tells him, because of course, of course Captain America would pick Bucky’s park for his morning run. Of course Bucky’d slip on wet leaves on the pavement precisely this morning, and of fucking course Captain America would just happen to be around to catch him at just the right time. Bucky’s seeing red.

“I’m sorry,” Captain America says, and it’s extremely unfair just how genuine and how much like a kicked puppy he looks.

Christ, Bucky wants to punch him.

- - - - -

Steve’s been living in PR hell.

He’s spent the past weeks “saving” girls and boys alike from getting hit by a bicycle, or fainting, or a fuckton of equally stupid shit.

The second anyone spots Captain America, there’ll suddenly be some kind of dangerous situation going down, and someone hoping Cap will carry them bridal style to safety and maybe fall head over heels in love with them in the process.

Steve is tired and done and ready to get back in the ice for another few decades, and shares Pepper’s worries that someone might actually put themself in real danger soon.

“We should handle this before it gets worse,” Nat says. And Steve agrees, of course, but he just doesn’t know how.

“Just marry the guy,” Clint suggests.

Steve almost chokes to death on his own spit.


Clint shrugs. “Why not? Half the world already thinks you’re dating…”

“Clint, he hates me…”

“Only cause people keep pestering him about this. If you two get married it’ll be a circus, but then it’ll blow over. He can’t even do his job right now, right? So you pay the guy for the trouble, yadda yadda, then when this is over you two get a quick divorce, and that’s it. Problem solved.”

For two minutes, no one else opens their mouth. Then:

“He’s got a point…”

“Tony, no,” Steve whines.

“You saw the footage, how he was helping those civilians… If you have to marry someone, he’s not a bad candidate,” Nat says, and then smirks. “Plus, he’s cute.”

Steve already knows he’s lost this battle, but that doesn’t help him feel any better about this. Yes, he’s cute. Yes, he’s a brave and kind and smart guy. Yes, Steve could very easily pretend to be married to him for a while and yes it’d help them both. None of that’s the problem.

The problem is that he kind of really likes the guy.

The problem is that the guy hates him.

This is a really, really bad idea.

NABOO ROYAL HANDMAIDENS → “The base requirement for handmaidens of course, is a physical resemblance to the Queen. However, a successful candidate must also pass a battery of rigorous tests that try every facet of her personality and skills. 

Thirteen handmaidens are on duty in the palace at all times, and five travel with Amidala whenever she leaves Naboo. In addition to serving as bodyguard for Amidala and watching for possible threats to her life, each handmaiden is fully capable of standing in for the Queen should the situation require a decoy.”  

  • Kara: hey Alex can you help me with this
  • Alex: is that a lamp
  • Kara: yeah well it's supposed to be a red sun lamp but I can't get it to work
  • Alex: why do you need a red sun lamp what are you--
  • Maggie: *smirking* just help the kid out with her red sun lamp, little danvers has plans
  • Kara: *blushing* I- *fixes glasses* want to surprise Lena later ton--
  • Alex: you know what? I don't even wanna know just hand it over
  • Maggie: trying not to break any more of your furniture I see
BTS Reactions To Their S/O Being Jealous


“Are you enjoying your meal sir?” Your waitress pointedly asked Seokjin, completely ignoring you sitting on the other side of the table.

 Jin spared you a glance and let out a forced laugh to try to relieve some of the tension that had built up between you and the waitress. It had started from the second she had been assigned your table. She would not for the life of her take her eyes off Jin, and was overly friendly and every so often leaned a little too close, her chest nearly knocking into his head each time. You had been patient but your patience had only lasted for so long until you had finally gotten fed up. Jin clearly knew that you were upset and every so often smiled to himself, making matters worse. He was enjoying this. Once you had finished eating, you couldn’t help but be a little pouty as Jin drove you home. A few minutes into the drive you felt him poke your cheek and so you naturally turned towards him to find him smiling amusedly, “you’re cute when you’re jealous Jagi.” You simply rolled your eyes. Once you guys were parked outside your house, Jin grabbed onto your wrist before you could storm out. You turned towards him, knowing it was irrational, but nonetheless ready to lash out but were quickly stopped by the gentle caress on your cheek made by his hand. “Jagiya, please know that you have no reason to be jealous. I love you and only you. You’re the only one in my eyes and heart.”

Originally posted by go2bedjungkook


“Goddammit Y/N, where are you going?” Yoongi called out after you as you stormed out of the boys dorm. It didn’t take long before he caught up to you, halting you by grabbing onto you by the wrist. 

“She’s just a friend, how many times do I have to tell you that?”

“Yeah, of course she is because “friends” just sit on each others laps like that right?” You laughed sarcastically. 

He remained silent for a few seconds before answering, “I didn’t know she was going to do that.” 

“You didn’t seem to rush yourself in asking her to get off. Yoongi she has feelings for you for fucks sake don’t you see that?” You said, beginning to grow tired. It was always like this when she was around him. She would always flat out come on too him and he’d just make up for it by saying they were just friends. 

He sighed, “I know she does. I haven’t said anything because she’s like a sister to me. I don’t want to hurt her, you know? I haven’t been fair to you, I see that now and I’m so sorry, I’ll talk to her today. Just please know Y/N that I don’t feel anything when she does any of that. She doesn’t make me feel what you do. Fuck she doesn’t even begin to compare to how much you mean to me.”

He had barely finished before your lips were on his. Yoongi was momentarily taken aback from the suddenness of the kiss before relaxing into it and instead pulling your bodies closer.

You both pulled apart out of breath, “I’m so-” 

“Don’t apologize,” he cut you off with another passionate kiss.

Originally posted by lets-fly-away-bts


“Who are you?” The female dancer beside Hobi asked as you walked into the studio during the middle of their dance practice bearing snacks. 

“My girlfriend,” Hoseok proudly replied, wrapping his arm around your waist before giving you a kiss on the cheek. 

The dancer’s eyes narrowed, her lips drawing into a sly smile. She had liked Hoseok from the second she laid eyes on him and couldn’t help but want to rile you up a bit.

“You’re not leaving are you? Why don’t you stay so you can see the choreo?” She asked you innocently. 

You nodded excitedly, but those feelings of excitement were immediately replaced by feelings of jealousy as you saw just how intimate the dance was. Hoseok had warned you beforehand that the dance was meant to be sensual but you had never imagined for it to go as far as the dancer straddling Hoseok’s waist, ending the dance with a kiss to his jaw. 

Although you remained calm in front of her, your facade fell the second you and Hobi were alone. Hobi knew you well enough to know that the cause of your silence was due to your jealousy and he couldn’t stand it for more than a few minutes before he broke. 

“Jagi, don’t be mad.” You remained silent. Desperate to get your attention, Hoseok grabbed you by the waist and pinned you against the hallway’s wall. 

Your eyes widened, “Hoseok, what are you doing?”

It was just at that second that the female dancer walked out of the studio looking haughty and proud of herself.

Before you even realized what was happening, Hoseok’s lips were on your as he gently lifted your thighs to wrap around his waist. 

You heard the dancer cough awkwardly. Hoseok looked towards her sheepishly, “ahh I’m sorry. It’s just so hard to restrain myself around my girlfriend. She’s too damn sexy for her own good.”

The dancer looked a little shocked before she scurried out of your sights. Once she had left, Hoseok turned towards you and winked, “don’t be jealous Jagiya. She’s got nothing on you.” 

Originally posted by taekookie-bts


“I know you’re jealous, but Y/N, please. Talk to me.” Namjoon begged, as he gently turned your cheek so you’d be facing him.

Your eyes were shining with unshed tears and Namjoon felt his heart break. He couldn’t believe he was to blame for the cause of your pain. 

“Can you really blame me for being upset? S-she kissed you Namjoon.” 

“She was drunk, Jagiya. She didn’t know what she was doing,” he tried to explain.

“You know. That I can understand. It still hurts but, what hurts the most is the fact that you were going to hide it from me,” your voice quivered.

“I didn’t want to upset you over something that meant nothing,” he reasoned.

“I would’ve found out eventually…I mean I did, didn’t I?”

He sighed, “I fucked up and I’m so sorry, Y/N. I just couldn’t bear the thought of you not believing me…God I’m such an idiot. I love you Y/N, please tell me you know that. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love you. I didn’t even know it was possible to love someone this much until I met you. I should’ve told you, I should’ve been the first one to tell you. “


“Y/N, you have every right to break up wi-”

“Stop right there,” you cut him off, “yes, I’m upset. But how could you ever think I’d want to break up with you?”

“You don’t?” Namjoon looked shocked.

“Of course not! I love you so damn much, you dumb ass,” you smiled before leaning in to give him a kiss. 

“Jagiya I-”

“Just please tell me next time something like this happens Joonie. There’s no one I trust more in this world than you so please don’t break that trust.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

Originally posted by hopeatuuli

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Ahhh I didn’t want to fill all of your dashes since this reaction actually came out quite long haha…ANYWAYS I WILL POST THE MAKNAE LINE’S REACTION EITHER LATER TODAY OR TOMORROW<3 I HOPE YOU ENJOY ^_^

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Obi-Wan: Are you there?
Vader: yep just sitting in another stupid meeting about mining or some other dumb bullshit idek whats up
Vader: btw i thought u said u were done talking 2 me lol 
Obi-Wan: Yes, well, this is an extenuating circumstance.
Obi-Wan: You will never believe who I saw yesterday. I had to tell someone. 
Vader: well i know it wasnt ahsoka lol 
Obi-Wan: What is that supposed to mean??
Vader: nm who’d u see babe
Obi-Wan: MAUL. 
Vader: WTF 
Obi-Wan: I KNOW.
Obi-Wan: Emphasis on “was”. 😏
Vader: LOL 👏 holy shit i wish id seen that 
Vader: wait MAUL found u???? FFS i have the worst fucking inquisitors

My teacher

Originally posted by ksjknj

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader 

Word count: 3.5k

Anon asked: “more namjoon rated M fics? :)) maybe something like him being your boss or teacher or somehting (I love your writing btw💕💕)”

Ratings: Smut 

Author’s note: Idek what this is to be honest. There aren’t enough scenarios about our lovely and handsome leader and I still had this in my drafts so here it is. Gif isn’t mine. x 

As soon as you walk into the classroom you feel your jaw drop. The room is fucking massive! Now you know that colleges are big and that the rooms would be too but this is just a different level of massive. This is huge. Because you arrived 2 minutes before the class is supposed to start the only seats that are still available are the front seats. Jade and Lily sit down on each side of you as your eyes land on the clock. 1 more minute till class is supposed to start. You aren’t really sure what you can expect from a first class. In high school the first classes are usually spend introducing yourself and getting to know the subject a bit. 

You have a feeling that is totally different here, and you are kinda hoping that it is. You are pulled out of your thoughts when a man enters the classroom. He looks like your typical college professor. Grey hair, long beard and somewhere in his 60s probably. You’ve always liked history so you hope he’s somewhat nice. The man starts of by introducing himself to all of you before he starts talking about the plan for the first semester. The hour goes by rather quickly and soon you’re heading towards your next class. The rest of the day goes by like this until you’re walking into the last class of the day; English.

This is definitely the class you are most excited for. You absolutely love English. Although ‘love’ is probably an understatement. Therefor you’re hoping that you’ll have a nice teacher who isn’t too stern and has a sense of humor. You are sitting in the front, again next to Lily and Jade as you look at the clock. One more hour and then you can finally go home again. It isn’t that you don’t like your first day. It’s just that you’re quite exhausted already. You’re really glad that none of the teachers has given up any homework or assignments yet because if they had you’d officially be dead tonight. You are pulled out of your thoughts by someone entering the classroom. 

He stands next to the board as he starts to write his name with chalk. A frown spreads on your face as you take your time to study the man. That can’t be your English professor, right? He looked so young! You read the name: 'Prof. Kim.’ on the board and raise your eyebrows in confusion when he turns towards the class again. 'There’s no way’ you tell yourself. There’s no way this insanely handsome guy is your English professor. He clears his throat before introducing himself,

“Good afternoon class. My name is Professor Kim and I’m going to be your English teacher.” You feel your eyes widen at his words, to which Jade and Lily laugh at because of your funny face.

“How’s he our professor! He looks so young!” You whisper which sounds more like a scream at a very low volume.

The two just laugh at your words before turning their focus back to the young professor. The hour passes by rather quickly. Professor Kim mainly talks about the plan for the upcoming semester, just like the other professors did. He talks about some basic stuff you need to know and if you didn’t know that already that you should learn it for the next class. You spend most of the time admiring the handsome man in front of you instead of listening to what he is actually saying. Truth is you’re really good in English and you already understand what he was trying to say. So you can afford daydreaming about the handsome man. 

You think you’re not being obvious but the handsome professor definitely catches you staring at him in a different way than the other students do. He tries to remain professional but it affects him. His eyes instantly landed on you when he first walked into the room. He thought you were beautiful and was happy that such a beautiful girl was sitting in the front of his class. He definitely thought you’re very cute and wanted to get to know you better. Namjoon was kind of sad when the bell rang through the classroom  but he knew that he would see you again soon. Since you’re his student.

He asks every student to fill in the map of the classroom to see where they’re sitting. Everyone is gonna have to sit in the same seat for the first semester so he can learn the names. As soon as he gets the map back and everyone gets up to leave the classroom he marks the spot where you were sitting with a red dot, so he can remember it. He says goodbye to everyone leaving the class and flashes you his cute dimples as you walk out of the classroom. He definitely sees your cheeks turning pink as you walk out with your friends and smiles happily at the thought of him being the reason why you smiled like that.

Namjoon is a very rational guy. He’s very logical and always searches for an answer to a solution. He never believed in love at the first sight but then why did he feel so weird when he saw you? He felt like how you’d feel when you’re in love. He hadn’t even talked to you yet so it didn’t make sense at all! He sits down behind his desk with a fond smile covering his face. Yes he’s gonna enjoy this semester.

It’s been 2 months since the lessons started and English was definitely your favorite class. Not just because your professor is hot, but also because he is really nice and laid back. He is definitely the youngest professor at the campus but he’s still really good at what he does. Because he isn’t that much older than you all he understands us better than the other professors do. He’s nice but stern obviously. If you treat him with respect and hand in your work in time and make effort to achieve something he’ll be nice to you and treat you very kindly. However, if you don’t do this he’ll be a real pain in the ass. 

This guy Jake always comes up with lame excuses and therefor professor Kim kicked him out one of the classroom every class for an entire week. It was quite hilarious actually. You’ve seen professor Kim giving you more attention than the other students. Now you’re one of the best students but you can’t help but wonder if that’s the only reason why. You definitely notice the slight blush on his cheeks whenever you two would talk, plus his adorable dimples would show. You’ve definitely fallen for him but you know it’s out of the question. He’s your professor after all.

Namjoon however thinks differently about that. He knows that you’re his student but he also knows that it wouldn’t hurt to break some rules from time to time. Besides, what they don’t know can’t hurt them, right? So therefor he decides to talk to you after class. You’ve classes 5 days a week and every day you’ve English the last hour of the day. Therefor it’s easier to keep students after class. The last 5 minutes before the bell rings seem to last forever until it finally happens. Namjoon sighs happily as he gets out of his chair and makes his way over to you. You’re already putting your books back in your backpack when you see him standing in front of you.

“Can I talk to you?”  

You are surprised by his question but nod nonetheless. He slowly makes his way towards his desk, gesturing you to follow him. Professor Kim gives of such a dominant vibe that you can’t help but listen to everything he says. 

“What to do want to talk to me about, professor?” You nervously ask him as you fumble with the hem of your skirt.

Somehow you always feel nervous under his gaze. Probably because of his dominance. He sits down on the edge of his desk as he folds his arms over each other, still looking at you. You nervously bite down on your bottom lip as you wait for him to finally stay something.

“I wanted to talk to you about your most recent quiz that you handed in.” You instantly feel your nerves rising as you awkwardly stutter, “W-was it that bad?”

He breaks out into a smile as he adjusts the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Smiling is something he always does to make students less nervous, and he usually does it whenever someone does really well. This time is no different.

“No it was really good. In fact it was so good that I wanted to talk to you about your future plans. It’s not often I see students doing this well in class. I was wondering if you’ve a clear vision of what you want to do in the future because it really would be a shame if it wouldn’t involve English.”

You can’t help but smile at his caring nature. That’s one of the many things that made you fall for him in the first place. Not that you are ever planning on telling him that. You climb on top of a desk to make yourself a little more comfortable. Your skirt rising a bit in the process, exposing more of your thighs. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Namjoon, who bites his bottom lip at the sight of the newly exposed skin. Truthfully his desires for you have only grown over the past few months. He tried to push away his feelings for you but pushing it away only made it worse so he eventually gave up on that and decided to try to win you over instead. 

He knows that what he’s doing is very risky and that it can be difficult for sure but he wants to try. He’d regret it if he wouldn’t at least try.

“Well I do wanna do something with English, I’m just not sure what. I don’t really wanna be a teacher and I love writing but I don’t really know that much about job opportunities and such. There’s just so many things that I enjoy doing that it’s just difficult to pick something.”

A frown appears on his handsome face as the following question leaves his plump lips,

“Why don’t you want to be a teacher?" 

"I respect teachers very much but I just don’t like the idea of being disrespected and such. In case you didn’t notice I’m not very confident so I don’t really think that’s something for me.”

Professor Kim nods at your words as he gets up from his desk and walks over ‘till he’s standing right in front of you. His legs touching your knees as he rests his hands next to your frame, leaning over you till his face is dangerously close to yours. So close even that you can feel his hot breath fanning over your lips. His closeness makes your heart beat rapidly against your chest as you try to remain as calm as possible.  

“You should be more confident. You’ve absolutely no reason not to be. You’re an amazing and smart girl. Plus you’re also really pretty. I know you have been doubting if you should come to England with us but I think you really should. I think it would be a great opportunity for you to get even better at it.”

You nervously nod at his words as you stare deeply into his dark brown eyes. You can’t help but wonder if he maybe feels the same way. You quickly shake those thoughts off as you glance at the clock behind him, your eyes growing wide when you see how late it is already.

“Oh my god I gotta go. It’s already 6.” Namjoon turns around and is just as stunned as you are when he sees how much time has passed ever since class was dismissed. “Right, euhm. I’ll see you Monday I guess.”

“See you Monday professor Kim.” You give him a shy smile before walking out of the classroom. Yep he is definitely falling for you.    

The next weeks go by rather quickly and soon you find yourself on a plane to London. You are pretty excited for this trip but also a little nervous. Students are going to be paired in groups and there is an uneven number of students going on this trip so one student is going to be paired with a teacher. You have a feeling that Professor Kim will pick you. You don’t really mind it but you obviously won’t be able to do the assignments the same way as the other students will. The flight to London is calm and short and soon you’re arriving at the hotel. You can’t help but smile brightly when you hear the familiar British accent you adore so much. 

Professor Kim is the only supervisor with you, mainly because you’re all adults but also because no other professors wanted to come on the trip. In all fairness, which 50 something year old professor would want to hang out with a bunch of freshmen in a foreign country? You don’t know the answer to that question either. Professor Kim walks up to the reception and asks for the reservation. To his surprise there is a mix up and you ended up with 10 rooms instead of 11. Which means that he has to share his room with one of his students. He rubs his temples as he looks at the group of students behind him. Everyone is loud, happily chatting with each other when his eyes land on your figure.

You are just standing there in the back, curiously taking in the new environment and occasionally smiling at people who passed you as you did the same. He turns back to the woman behind the reception as he nods his head.

“Alright it’s okay. We’ll work with it.” The woman apologizes again before handing him the keys.

Namjoon turns towards the students again as he clears his throat, making everyone look at him. He quickly pairs the students together as he sends them off to their rooms. Until you and him are the only ones left. This might help his plan as well, he thinks as he smiles at you. You raise your eyebrows in confusion until you see there is only one key left in his hand. You let out a soft 'oh’ as everything falls into place. Namjoon nervously bites down on his bottom lip as he says,

“There was a mix up with the number of rooms. We made a reservation for 11 but we only got 10. I thought you’d be okay with it. It’s only for the nights anyways. If you really don’t want to then I can try to fix something else but-”

“-It’s okay.” You interrupt him with a shy smile on your face. You take the key from his hand and make your way to the elevator. When you notice he isn’t following you, you turn around and ask,

“You’re coming or what?”

He instantly grabs his luggage and runs after you, making you giggle. You press on the button as you wait for the elevator to come down. Soon the doors open and you both go in. The elevator is less spacious than you initially thought. Your luggage is standing in the back, leaving barely any room for you and Namjoon. Which is why you’re practically pressed against his chest as the elevator goes up. You breath steadily as you try to remain calm. Okay, you are pressed up against your insanely handsome professor. Yeah no problem! This is gonna be a fun week. Not too long after that you reach your room, thank goodness. You twist the key in the lock and make your way in. 

The room is surprisingly spacious. There is a TV, a dresser, a dining table with chairs, a fancy bathroom with a big shower, and oh… 1 bed.

“I didn’t know there’d be 1 bed.” Professor Kim says, breaking the awkward silence.“It’s fine." 

"You sure?”

You assure him with a nod before you place your luggage on the floor. Professor Kim does the same before he decides to check out the room. He really likes the place and can’t help but think that maybe it’s fate that there are only 10 rooms instead of 11. Whether it is fate or not it definitely helps his plan.

“Euhm Professor Kim, I-” “-Please don’t call me that. Whenever we’re alone just call me Namjoon, alright?" 

You nod your head as you nervously fumble with your skirt. Something you made a habit of doing when you were nervous.

"Everyone is settling in so I’m gonna take a shower now. I shouldn’t be too long." 


Namjoon grabs his stuff before making his way to the bathroom as you climb on the comfortable bed and turn on the TV. He’s right, you need some time to settle in for sure. When you got on the plane this morning you didn’t expect to be sharing a room with your insanely hot professor. Not to mention a bed! You quickly push those thoughts away as you turn your attention back to the TV. One of your favorite shows is on, that should be able to distract you. However, soon you are distracted by Namjoon making his way out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel that is hanging loosely around his hips. 

You audibly gasps at the sight which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. In fact it actually makes him smirk as he gains more confidence. He runs his hand through his wet hair as he asks,

“Like what you see baby girl?”

You gasp at his words as you frantically search for an answer. Eventually just closing your mouth to prevent yourself from making things even more tense. He makes his way to your side of the bed as he sits down on the edge of the bed. He places his hands next to your head as he leans in so his face is inches away from yours.

“I see the way you look at me baby. I know you like me." 

"I- euhm..-” “-It’s okay, I like you too.” He groans before roughly crashing his lips against yours. 

You instantly bring one of your hands to tangle in his hair as you kiss him passionately. The fact that his skin isn’t completely dry yet doesn’t help your dirty thoughts either. He harshly bites down on your bottom lip, making you let out a whine. He smirks at your reaction before he attaches his lips to your jaw. Tracing the soft skin with his plump lips. You throw your head back at the pleasurable feeling of his lips against your neck. Namjoon lowers himself ‘till he is completely laying on top of you. His fingers fumble with the fabric of your shirt before pulling it up and over your head. Leaving you in just your bra and skirt. 

He takes your arms and pins them above your head before leaning in to press his soft lips against yours again as his hands move down your chest. Stopping at your breasts as he unclasps your bra before sling it off completely. Namjoon pinches your nipples as you gasp into the kiss. He chuckles as he moves his lips down your jaw, to your neck and collarbones. You gasp for air when he slides 3 fingers in, not giving you any time to adjust before starting to fuck you. You whine loudly as you bite down on your bottom lip. Your moans and whines grow higher in pitch as you buck your hips up to make his fingers go deeper. 

Namjoon smirks as he brushes his nose against your cheek before kissing you. His lips move perfectly against yours as he curls his fingers up, hitting your g-spot. You desperately gasp for air as a loud moan escapes your mouth. Namjoon chuckles as he starts to fuck you faster, making your eyes roll back from pleasure. You throw your head back against the pillow as he picks up the pace. You struggle to breathe properly as he used his thump to rub circles over your clit. The way his dark eyes bore into yours, his long fingers abuse your g-spot and his sultry voice commands you to cum for him make you fall over the edge. 

You tightly clench around his fingers as you cum all over them. Your jaw falls slack as your orgasm hits you like a truck. Namjoon presses soothing kisses all over your face as you desperately gasp for air, trying to calm down again.

“Hmm you’re so good to me baby girl.”

You smile in response as you pull him down to kiss him. He smiles against your lips as he pulls you up in a sitting position. 

“Let’s take a shower and get cleaned up, okay?”

You nod at his words as he lifts you out of bed and carries you to the bathroom where you two take a nice refreshing shower before cuddling in bed while watching a nice movie you both like. 

Mom: If you had one place to go, where? Also who with?

Me: Yoongi

Mom: place?


Me: … Hong Kong

All my friends: *Spits out drinks*

Mom: Whats thats supposed to mean?

Me:… gOtTa BlAsT

Originally posted by baekon-stripss