imagine acc

  • Jungkook: So who is he?
  • You: Who's who??
  • Jungkook: You could've just told me you wanted a cutesie picture with me rather than posing with a stranger.
  • You: What are you even talking about?
  • Jungkook: You're instagram must be blowing up.
  • You: Ohhhhh I know exactly what you're talking about *laughs*
  • Jungkook: You're posing like you don't have a boyfriend and OH MY GAWD IS THAT YOU KISSING HIS CHEEK.
  • You: Hey, it's friendly skinship.
  • You: Um... I think I can since he's my brother, did you read the caption?
  • Jungkook: Your broth-
  • Jungkook: Oh.
  • You: So was the G O L D E N M A K N A E jealous? *evil smirk*
  • Jungkook: Pfffft as if.
  • Jungkook: Okay maybe a little.
  • Jungkook: I need a hug now.
  • You: *goes in for the hug* You're cute when you're jealous.

Sawamura + Miyuki → instagram au

anonymous asked:

Is it alright if I ask for a scenario with guzma where he first meets his future s/o? Like he accidentally scares them or the future s/o helps him with his Pokémon cause he ran out of potions so they decide to help him with his Pokémon

a/n: i just drank 2 bottles of tea and now i’m wide awake lets go…. aaaan d i might’ve gotten a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitle bit carried away w this one…. whoops

   You sigh, pulling out your Rotomdex to make sure you were heading in the right direction. Unfortunately, the map of Haina Desert wasn’t as detailed as you liked, and you’d been unwilling to admit you were lost for the past few hours. You didn’t even know why you came here, you were expecting rare pokemon and all you had seen so far were Sandiles and the occasional Alolan Dugtrio.

   Tightening your safety goggles, you away brush a few hairs that had gotten stuck inside the suction of them. You sigh, starting to take the walk of shame back to the strange group of rocks when you here a strange pokemon cry. Whipping back around, you see an injured Golisopod kneeling down, battered by the sandstorm. You furrow your brows, thinking how strange it is to see a wild Golisopod in the desert. But hey, who were you to question your luck?

   You take out an empty pokeball, deciding that if you did manage to snag the injured Golisopod, you could take it straight to the pokemon center to heal it up - if you did ever get out of the winding desert. But as soon as you throw the ball, it bounces off of the pokemon, signifying it was a trainer’s.

   “Hey! Ya tryin’ to steal my pokemon, huh?” He appears almost out of nowhere, perhaps he was there the whole time, you could barely see ten feet in front of you in the sandstorm. “The only one here who does pokemon stealin’ is me!” You wrinkle your nose at his remarks, a pokemon thief? Was he out here trying to take other people’s pokemon? You write it off as a joke, but still your hands tighten around the belt of pokeballs on your waist.

   “No! I thought it was a wild pokemon. I didn’t see you, honest mistake.” The man kneels down, appearing to be rifling through his bag.

   “How could ya not see me? I was standing right behind him the whole time. What are ya, stupid?” He snorts, not looking up at you when he speaks. “Besides, ya thought there would be a wild Golisopod in the middle of a desert?” He chuckles, amused with himself, and your cheeks heat up in humiliation.

   “Shut up.” You retort wittily. The stranger stands up and puts his hands in his pockets.

   “Hey, since ya owe me one for tryin’ to catch my Golisopod, do ya got any spare potions on ya? I used up all of mine.” You pout, not wanting to do this stranger any favors, but you weren’t one to leave a pokemon injured.

   “Why wouldn’t you bring spare potions when you’re out training? What are you, stupid?” You throw his earlier words back at him, as you go up to Golisopod, reaching out to it slowly as to not startle it. The expression on the stranger’s face changes from smug to unamused. 

   “Hey boy, you okay?” You smile at the bug type, petting it gently on the head. It cries in response, trying to act stronger than it actually was at the moment. The man watches you react to his bug type, and is shocked when you act like it’s any other cute pokemon. Not many people act this way to his Golisopod not surprisingly.

   “There you go!” You put your hands on your hips, satisfied with a job well done. “Your Golisopod’s all fixed up!” You rummage through your bag for another potion, and hand it to him. “This place is tough, so take this just in case…” You trail off, waiting for him to fill in the blank.

   “Name’s Guzma… What’s yours?” He shoves the potion in his pocket.

   “[name]” You answer, sticking out your hand. “Sorry for trying to catch your pokemon earlier. It was so cute I couldn’t resist.” Golisopod lets out a cry at that. He shakes your hand, and he feels something when he looks at you, hair messed up and sticking out at weird angles because of your safety goggles - a strange warm, feeling in his stomach, like he just had to meet you again.

   “Ahhh, forget about it.” He stuffs his hands back into his pockets. “You repayed me ‘nyways. I gotta get going, though. Gotta train ‘n stuff.” You nod at him in understanding.

   “I’ll see you later then, Guzma.” You wave at him, walking backwards into the desert. “Don’t get lost!”


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“Here we are Mrs. Biersack.
You laughed a little as he laid you down on the humongous bed decorated with elegant white and cream colored comforters. He had said those words four or five times on the plane, taxi and boat ride here.

Watch your step, Mrs. Biersack.
Let me take your suitcase, Mrs. Biersack.
I love you, Mrs. Biersack.

He smiled down at you and then collapsed onto the bed beside you. Straight from the all-day wedding to the airport, plus the time difference after the flight, made you two look like some pretty lame honeymooners, but all you really wanted to do at first was sleep. 
“Nap time?” He groaned wistfully. You cuddled against his side and nodded. “Thank god.”
When the two of you woke up, the sun was flirting with the horizon. You could see through the enormous beach-view window by the bed, the sky was tinted pink and the sun was a hot orange. Your stomach growled loud- time for dinner.
“Oh my god,” you groaned. Your white sundress you had worn for the flight over was wrinkled and twisted. You stripped it from your body and slid on a tight teal dress that barely reached your mid-thigh.
“Wow,” Andy breathed, coming back in from the bathroom. “You are stunning…”
“You can’t say that anymore, after this morning,” you joked. When he’d first seen you in your wedding dress he actually cried. “You’ve already seen me at my best.”
He snaked his arms around your waist. “So? You’re still beautiful…”
You blushed deep red and let him kiss you.
“We have reservations,” you reminded him before things could get too heated.
“Right. He fastened the last two buttons on his black dress shirt and took your hand in his. Even after all these years, holding hands like you were still in high school was still one of the best feelings in the world.
When you returned to the hotel suite after dinner, you were both considerably buzzed. You slammed the door and made your way into the middle of the room, beside the enormous bed.
“Did you know I love you?” He said softly, stroking your cheek and kissing you just off the mouth.
“I think I did,” you said, holding up your left hand, flashing the elegant diamonds on your finger. He grabbed you by the hips and held you tight, kissing you and pulling you in the direction of the huge bed. He pushed you down gently and perched himself over you.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured in your ear, running his hands up your body. He pulled the straps of your dress down your shoulders and nipped softly at the skin on your neck. “You’re the love of my life…” He whispered.
Andy’s gravelly bedroom voice was the hottest thing to you, and that on top of the way he would say sweet, elegant things instead of the usual “dirty talk” …it was almost too much to handle.
Once your dress was successfully off, he started to unbutton his shirt. You stopped him hastily and started to do it yourself.
“You’re my whole world,” He said, sucking on your neck, leaving dark circles. Soon, you were both entirely undressed and he was arched over you, growling “I need you…”
“God,” you groaned out as he pushed into you.
“Ohh, Mrs. Biersack,” he moaned, placing a hand beside your hip and the other on the headboard of the bed, starting to move his hips back and forth. He started slow and gained speed quickly.
“Fuck me hard,” you growled, lacing your fingers into his hair.
“Christ..” he sighed with effort.
“Harder!!” You screamed. His thrusts started to dive deeper and faster and closer to that spot.  
You could feel yourself nearing the edge and you pulled him closer, dragging your fingernails down his back and clutching his hips as they crashed into yours over and over. You carefully wrapped one of your smoothly waxed legs around his, where his knees were bent to kneel over you.
“Cum for me, beautiful,” he growled. You were so close that his voice in that moment was enough and it sent you into instant spasms. Your walls tightened around him as his thrusts slowed to a stop and he called out your name. Deep, deep inside of you, he came hard, shuddering slightly as he did.
“God damn,” he breathed when he was finished.
“Is it just me…” You panted, “or was that… The best… It’s ever been…”
He nodded, collapsing by your side, both of you were sweaty and exhausted. “That was… Incredible…”

Two weeks later you were home. Your honeymoon was spectacular- the hotel, the restaurants, the beach, the sex. It was just all around perfect, but you were exhausted and ready to be home to your cute two story place with Andy and your dog, Sadie, and of course, Crow.
Once you were finally back into your routine at home, after a few more weeks, things began to feel a little… Off…
You were exhausted during the day, restless at night, and couldn’t bear the idea of eating anything larger than a granola bar in one sitting. You felt nauseous all the time and got dizzy easily. When you could sleep more than an hour at a time- very rarely- you had nightmares…
“Andy?” You said shakily from the kitchen, one night while making dinner. The realization finally hit you. You had been off birth control for a while during wedding prep because all of the stress had been messing with your hormones. You had entirely forgotten about the tiny pink pills after that … When he came in the room, looking slightly worried, you felt like you were gonna throw up.
No. You were actually going to throw up. You stumbled toward the other end of the counter, leaned over the sink and emptied your stomach into it.
“Are you okay??” He came over to you and started rubbing your back while you coughed and wiped your mouth. Continuing to stroke your upper back soothingly, he turned on the sink to rinse away the vomit.
“Andy,” you groaned. “I think I’m pregnant…”
“What…” He said softly, freezing in place. You rinsed out your mouth with a grimace and then looked up at him. His crystal eyes were fixed on a spot on the wall.
“Andy,” you reached your hand out to him and suddenly he grabbed your face and kissed you. When he pulled away, he kept his hands gently hovering on your cheeks and his face split into a wide pearly grin.
“Oh my god!! Oh my god, (Y/N)!!” He said excitedly. “We’re gonna have a baby? A real life baby with like the pudgy cheeks and squishy legs and-”
You nodded with a small smile. He was excited. He was actually excited. You had completely expected him to he horrified. A baby after just a month and a half of marriage? Isn’t that a little soon?

But he was excited.

“Oh my god!!” He said again. He kissed you once more and his expression changed a little. He bit his lip and said, “You should uh…. Go brush your teeth before I kiss you again.”

Intriguing - Jake Peralta x Reader

Plot: You go to visit your sister Rosa at her precinct and meet her co-workers, but take a liking to Jake that Rosa’s unsure of

Warnings: none, just a lil awk + fluff(?)

“y/n? What are you doing here?” Rosa asked, glancing up from her desk to look at you before glancing at her watch. “Damn, I forgot about lunch. I’ll be two minutes.” She sighed and looked back at the file she had open on her desk, a small frown appearing on her face.

“It’s cool, don’t rush.” You shrugged back at her and glanced around the room as you sat down in the chair next to her desk.

“Hey Rosa, there’s the file- Oh hey, Mini-Rosa.” Jake slid a file onto Rosa’s desk, noticing you and smiling warmly, his deep brown eyes glinting in the light.

“She has a name, Peralta.” Rosa looked up and fixed Jake with a steely glare, although he didn’t notice as he was too busy staring at you as you looked over to see what Rosa was working on.

“That may be so, but you’ve never given me the true blessing of knowing what it is.” He shrugged and sat down on the edge of her desk, reaching across to offer you his hand. “Jake Peralta.”

“y/n.” You smiled up at him, taking his hand and shaking it before Rosa swatted both of your arms out of her way.

“If you don’t mind, I’m trying to work and my sister doesn’t talk to knuckleheads.” Rosa glared up at Jake again. Jake shrugged back at her, a grin spreading across his face.

“Good thing she’s talking to me and not Charles, then.”

“You have three seconds to leave.” Rosa muttered as she still stared up at Jake, a hint of venom in her gaze as she had some idea of what he would be thinking of you.

“Okay, fine, I’m going. Cool to finally meet you, y/n.” Jake smiled at you one last time before turning and going back to his desk, a smile set on his face in happiness.

“You too.” You replied after a brief pause of you gathering your thoughts. Jake was surprisingly charming, as well as his eyes being truly captivating in the way they looked at you with a glint of lively happiness - something you knew could be hard for some detectives to muster after the things they see and work on every day.

“Don’t get any ideas.” Rosa interrupted your thoughts without bothering to look up from her work, her voice in stern monotone.

“What type of ideas do you think I’d get?” You rolled your eyes and laughed softly back at her, although you knew fine well what ideas were running through your mind.

“Asking him out, or something. I don’t know, whatever weird feelings you normally get when you like a guy.” She shrugged and briefly glanced at you with a small frown on her face.

“And after telling him my name you assume I like him?”

“I assume he likes you. That’s all I need to assume.”

“And why is that a bad thing?”

“I don’t like it. He’s Jake, he’ll…I don’t know..get feelings. Then if you do too, it’s…” She trailed off and shuddered, disgust written across her face.

“It’s what?”

“It’s like you’re dating, or something. It’s weird.”

“Good thing it won’t be happening, then.” You rolled your eyes again as she turned back to her work, although you couldn’t help but allow your mind to wander as you looked over at Jake to see him working on his computer, his gaze fixed on the screen in concentration as his eyebrows furrowed slightly, the previous grin now faded into a tight-lipped expression, clearly not happy about something he was looking at.

After a few minutes or so you excused yourself from Rosa to go and get a drink from the vending machine, walking into the break room to see Charles and Jake sat at the table, both of them immediately going silent as you entered the room. You smiled briefly at both of them, buying a bottle of water as they both began talking again, Charles telling a story about Nikolaj as Jake occasionally hummed in agreement. Unknown to neither you nor Charles, however, Jake was staring over Charles’ shoulder at where you stood sipping your water and checking something on your phone, the story Charles was telling going straight over his head as he tried - and failed - to convince himself he didn’t find you attractive, you’re Rosa’s sister, it wouldn’t be right.

“Jake? You’re not even listening to me.” Charles frowned at Jake, waving his hand in front of Jake’s face as you glanced over to see Jake shaking his head and looking back at Charles.

“Come on, I was totally listening. I love your stories about…Nikolaj…and his…dinosaur toy-”

“Shame on you, Jacob.” Charles shook his head in disappointment as he frowned at Jake.

“It was Nikolaj and his obsession with the garbage truck.” You shrugged without looking up from your phone. “The kid has an exciting life.”

“Right, right, that’s what I meant.” Jake rushed, shaking his head and forcing himself to keep his gaze on Charles.

“See, Jake? y/n listens more than you do, and I’ve known her a half hour.”

“Charles, I’m sorry. Tell it again, I really want to hear it now.”

“No, Jake. You’ve betrayed me.” Charles shook his head and stood up, walking out of the break room as Jake sighed and held his head in his hands in both confusion and frustration.

“Nikolaj waits outside for the garbage truck and interrogates the garbage men.” You filled Jake in, slipping your phone into your pocket and sitting down in the chair next to him. “Takes after his father with the whole obsession thing.”

“I just feel bad Charles thinks I’ve betrayed him.” Jake lifted his head up to look at you.

“He’ll be cool. From what Rosa’s told me, I doubt he’ll leave you over you not listening to his story.”

“Yeah, I guess so. I’ll think of some puns, that’ll work.”

“What has 4 wheels and flies?” You asked, looking up at Jake with a glint in your eye.

“I don’t know, what?” He chuckled softly and raised his eyebrows expectantly as he gazed back at you, already a tiny bit more adoration in his eyes as he discovered you liked stupid jokes too.

“A garbage truck.” You replied, seeing realisation dawn on his face before he rolled his eyes and laughed at you, shaking his head.

“That one was awful, come on.” He sighed and looked back over at you.

“Alright, let’s hear yours, then.” You replied challengingly, raising one eyebrow at him.

“Okay, hmm…” He hummed thoughtfully and you could almost see his mind shuffling through the collection of stupid jokes he had stored in there, finding one to impress you. “Okay, well, when they checked my blood type they said I had Type A, yeah?”

“Sure?” You replied quizzically, frowning slightly and giggling softly as you anticipated how stupid it was going to be.

“Yeah, but it turned out it was a Type-O.” He said, you tried to stop yourself from laughing at how awful it was but couldn’t help yourself, letting out a burst of laughter and dipping your head forward as you laughed, almost in shame of how awful it was.

“That was so bad.”

“Come on, you give another, then.”

“Fine, I-”

“y/n. Now.” Rosa commanded, appearing in the doorway and glaring between you and Jake.

“Okay, okay.” You sighed and stood up, trying to hide the disappointment that you had to leave Jake.

“Hey, you owe me a joke next time I see you.” Jake raised his eyebrows at you and stood up to follow you back into the bullpen.

“I’ll get you a good one.” You smiled back at him as Rosa gripped your arm and pulled you towards the elevator.

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- y’all were friends at first & initially he was rlly annoyed by you bc of how lively and cheerful you were ???
- he was like ….this is tiring
- but eventually he began to really enjoy and appreciate your company
- your personalities differed a little but it was a good balance between ur cheerfulness + his apathy :^)
- tried to indirectly ask u on a date by inviting you to go see the newest marvel movie
- and you were like !!! fRICK YES, i love marvel !!!
- and he was like …. (whispers) i know
- it becomes a mini tradition for you two to go see movies together, whether it was like (?) frozen or paranormal activity
- if you wanted to see it, he was down
- all of seventeen kept bugging him to straight out ask you to date him but he refused to
- and well… let’s just say they took matters into their own hands
- seungkwan: yo y/n, be honest who’s ur favourite in svt
- you: hm er i think i’ll say w—
- seungkwan: wONWOO?? om g did everyone hear that? /nudges woozi/ y/n’s fav is wonwoo.
- seungkwan: jeon
- seungkwan: won
- seungkwan: woo
- seungkwan: the sixth oldest member
- seungkwan: the member with the deepest voice
- seungkwan: the—
- needless to say, he eventually had no choice but to directly ask u to be his s/o in order to prevent further embarrassing interferences by the rest of svt
- to which you shyly but willingly accepted
- ANYWAY, now that ur like,,, dAtiNg or wHateVEr, he’s super shy around you but kind of plays it off as not really caring?
- he just doesn’t exactly know how to show it yet o k
- since he’s still pretty new to dating and has just about as much experience as a third grader,,,, pretty much treats u as if yall are still in elementary school lmfao
- in other words, shows his love for u through insults (-:
- “ur annoying”
- “i hate you”
- “shut up”
- “hey what where are you going”
- “nooo come back here … cuddle with me”
- as you can tell, he isn’t the best at expressing his love in words
- but to make up for it….. is very touchy-feely
- so much affection, loves affection, ALL tHE AFFECTION
- always wants to cuddle and hold u close to his chest and run his hands through ur hair
- back hugs + him resting his head in the crook of ur neck and kissing ur temples
- holds ur hand or puts his arm around ur waist when ur in public
- plays with ur fingers or pokes ur sides when he gets bored
- just prepare urself for a whole lot of physical contact when ur with him, no matter how subtle
- however despite his intense addiction to skinship, iS A REALLY SHY KISSER
- really paranoid that ur gonna suddenly pull away bc u think he’s a bad kisser or something, so his kisses are always soft and slow and gentle bc he doesn’t want to scare u away with his lack of experience
- when he tilts his head slightly to the side and starts to lick his lips frequently and keeps staring down at yours,,,, that’s when u know he’s about to kiss u
- holds ur face with two hands as if ur the most precious thing in the world (which to him, you probably are though he’d never admit it)
- always makes sure ur ok with what he’s doing
- like he’d keep breaking the kiss to ask, “are u ok? is this ok?” and ur like omf G shush keep going
- but its super cute to see this side of him hehe bc usually he’s just a ball of negative emotions
- good looking boy holds door open for you?? /death glares/ waiter smiles at you?? /throws shade/
- aka passive aggressive woozi comes out
- gets hella jealous when you spend lots of time with the other members, even tho he knows ur all just friends
- when joshua tries to teach you how to play adore u acoustic ver. on guitar, when quiet lil minghao opens up to you bc you ask him to teach u short chinese phrases, when you cant stop dying of laughter bc of some joke hoshi and dk told u ….
- all of it makes him fume inside but he gotta conceal, dont feel, dont let them know
- he wont exactly say anything to u about it, he’ll just be like
- him: oh, would you look at the time!! we should probably get you home, y/n
- you: it’s 1 o’clock in the afternoon, woozi.
- him: yep ok bye everyone!!
- hes oddly and unexpectedly passive aggressive tbh
- woozi isn’t really like anyone you’ve ever met before but day by day, you learn more about him and learn to love those things about him. you learn that he’s actually a big softie and is selfless by nature and deep down just wants the best for you and his friends and that most of all, he loves you with all his heart.