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Freshman Jungkook x Senior Reader

SOOOOOOOOOOOO YALL THOUGHT I WAS PLAYING ABOUT THIS FIC!? I am wrecked to the highest level right now! Like I saw this gif yesterday (thanks to admin Niss) and have not stopped talking about it!!! just GOD DAMN IT ALL JUNGKOOK!! LEAVE ME ALONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~ Lia 


“I can’t believe I have to take Sex Ed 101 to graduate, like this is ridiculous.” You mumble to yourself as you quickly jog across the freshman quad, bobbing and weaving your way through the crowd.

It was your senior year and you had 3 classes left to take . The two major core classes filled before you even got a chance to sign up , so you would have to wait till the next semester to finish. But your counselor had so loving forgot to tell you that you were missing a basic general education class. And of course everything was filled except dreaded Sex Ed . 

You rolled your eyes and sighed heavily as you pushed the large door open to hell. You had made it just so on time to score a seat in the back. You cringed while taking in the room full of freshman , all so eager to be adults they were dressed to the 9s, all with fully coordinated outfits and faces full of anticipation. You, however had just rolled out of bed and still were sporting the leggings you wore to bed and a hoodie with a dried up toothpaste stain dead center for the world to see. 

As you settled in your seat and raised your hand to support your face while you blankly stared at your professor droning on and on (AND ON) about the importance of his class , the importance of his syllabus, and the importance of protection, the large door suddenly swung open . If this class was hell the devil himself had just come home. He made his way to the back of class whispering “sorry ” and “excuse me” all the way until he finally settled in the seat next to yours.

Oddly enough this so called “devil” was as cute as a bunny. He’s fresh innocent face radiated youth , and his bowl cut hair style almost gave him a child like appearance. You were blatantly staring , I mean he looked like he was 12, but if he was a freshman he had to be at least 17 . Either way he was still a baby, you concluded. He finally looked over at you and locked eyes with you. After a few seconds he pulls his eyes away from you and looks down at his notebook and quickly scribbles something and pushes his notebook to the edge of his desk so you can see what is written. 

“Is this where we get the free condoms ? ;) ” 

You had to physically force yourself not to yell BOY and threaten to call his mother . Thank god he was in this class he was going to need ALL of the help he could get, or at least all of the “free help” he could get. You rolled your eyes and mouthed “Pig”. He only grinned and sat back in his seat. He pulled at the neck of his fitted white tee and then pulled at his grey sweat pants causing certain attributes of his body to become very apparent. He runs his hand through his hair pushing it back , almost seductively, and giving you a sly grin and casually biting down on his lower lip. You try your best to seem unphased. You roll your eyes and redirect your attention to the professors droning . This is why you called him the devil, how could someone physically go from cute little bunny smile boy to sexy and grown as hell in a matter of seconds . How !? 

The weeks dragged on in the same fashion. Jungkook ( you learned his name from roll call) was always 5 minutes late . And because of this, he always sat in the back , next to you. You both never had a full conversation, communication usually consisted of Jungkook writing some crude note and you replying by calling him either a pig or a baby , or sometimes a baby pig and him laughing and shooting you seductive looks , all of which you pretended you never saw.

By week 7 it was project season and your professor assigned partners. The assignment: Get to know your classmates and keep a sack of flour with you and pretend it is a child ! As the professor read from his list , calling off pairs like they were guest at some fancy ball it became extremely clear who your partner would be . You fold your arms on your desk and bury your head in them. Naturally only you would get stuck with the devil in hell.

After class Jungkook looks over at you , holding “your child” on his desk with both hands . 

“Sooooo” he starts , “are we staying at your place or mine ?” He says chuckling at his own lame pick up line. 

“Just give me the flour baby and l keep it all weekend, I promise it’ll be returned on Monday and we’ll get an A.” You huff . 

“Now wait just a second Y/N , the professor said this isn’t just an assignment, were supposed to get to know each other too.” He says as he gets up and gathers his things .

“You already know my name and that I think you’re a baby pig , what else is there to know . " 

He chuckles to himself again ,almost psychotically, "Alright then Y/N , we’ll go to your place . I’ll be there at 8 and just so I know you’ll let me in, I’ll take the flour baby.” He says picking up the sack. “You can’t deny the father of your child ” he says winking and rushing to leave the room. 

What the literal heck ??? You wonder as you walk to your dorm. How does he even know where I stay, and why is he so persistent with the flirting? Almost and hour after he said he’d show, Jungkook comes and knocks on your door ,shouting “It’s your baby daddy!! Let me in!” 

You swing open the door and quickly yank him in. “God you’re annoying!” You sigh. 

He gives you one of his cute bunny smiles before placing the flour child on your desk. He starts wondering around your room while you take a seat in your office chair , causally spinning from side to side. 

“Wow! So this is what one of the senior singles looks like! I can’t wait to get one, right now I share a room with two other guys and believe me.. it’s hell.” 

“Oh it must be with you there.” You say laughing at your own insider. 

He gives you a weird look before turning to look at some photos on your wall. While he’s attention was directed away from you , you finally get a chance to take in a side you rarely see in class . Unlike his deceiving front side his back , was all man. His perfect undercut only complimented his thick neck that flowed into his thick, broad shoulders. Almost as if on que he removed his jacket, his thick back muscles fighting against the frail fabric of his tank. He turned to throw his jacket on your bed. Locking eyes with you he makes his way across the room and pushes your chair again the desk, leaning in and heavily he whispers . “Now Y/N , how about I show you what I’ve been learning in class ” and slowly he tilts his head and presses his lips against yours . 

** A/N : Gif so good I used it twice ;) **


Lol so I finally tracked down one of the assholes sending me hatemail and was looking at their page (mostly to copy and paste their URL so I could then ignore them) but more importantly, THEIR ENTIRE FUCKING TUMBLR IS DEDICATED TO ME!! LIKE THEY CONTINUALLY REBLOG EVERY PIECE OF ART I DRAW/ TEXT POST I WRITE JUST TO BASH ON IT!!

This spans back to one of my first viral comics about “Things to Never Say to an Artist”. Literally, 90% of their posts are just my art/text posts and them ranting about me x]

I have only reaction to this:

Although tempting, I’m not going to write their URL. I’ve blocked them and there’s really no need to do anything else. I’m going to be the bigger person.

But… I had to share this with you guys, because I thought you might get a kick out of it. I know I’m laughing x]

I’m also extremely creeped out but hey I guess a nutjob here and there comes with the job

Have an amazing day as usual! You’re all amazing <3

Biker AU Jean

Finally got a moment to finish this. Jean in his biker AU, but I decided to make him scrawnier and more towards his cannon age. Lil’ Punk. Mouse said she doesn’t claim the AU per-say [along with some really nice comments she gave me], but she’s still the reason I drew this. 


I’m going to walk away from this or I’ll be up even later than I planned. 
Had 3 hours of sleep last night and it’s midnight. Bones are screaming for me to get some freaking sleep now.

  • me: oh boy i finally have an idea i want to write about i'm going to do that RIGHT now
  • me: *loses the ability to write halfway through as well as any confidence or skill i thought i had as i begin keyboard smashing in the hopes that the masterpiece in my head makes it through the jumble of unintelligible words and slowly disappearing will to keep going*
  • me: well that was... fun

anonymous asked:

Interesting analysis. "Peeta’s hijacking was a cruel but necessary aspect to their relationship". Do you think the hijacking was about Katniss and Peeta relationship? Probably I don´t remember, but at what point they reflect about each other, and change their attitude BECAUSE OF the hijacking? When his "love" stopped being blind because of the torture inflicted by the Capitol? For me, the hijacked was about the war, I´d like to understand your perspective. Thanks in advance,

I’m sorry it took me so long to reply to this; I just wanted to sit down when I had the time and really think it through. My answer got ridiculously long, so feel free to ignore my rambling if you’re so inclined. 

I’ve thought about Peeta’s hijacking a lot, mainly because I really disliked that plot point in the book and I wanted to understand Suzanne Collin’s reasoning behind it. So everything here is by no means official or “correct,” but what I’ve deduced from multiple re-reads, analyses, and even some fan fictions.

From my perspective, Peeta’s hijacking is about both the war and his relationship with Katniss. The Capitol could have chosen to hijack Johanna or Annie or even Enobaria instead, and any of them could have attempted to kill Katniss, but none would have been as emotionally damming to her as Peeta was. President Snow asks Katniss to convince him of her love for Peeta, and we know that she succeeds. Once the Capitol found that Peeta had no useful information concerning the rebellion, they could have done anything with him. They could have tortured him like they did Johanna, they could have used him as an asset to their cause like the rebels did with Katniss, or they could have killed him. Instead, Snow uses the knowledge of their love in an attempt to bring down the Mockingjay, effectively bringing down the rebels with her. In the end, Snow fails to realize that a 17 year-old girl is not, in fact, the be- all, end- all of the war. Snow even admits to this mistake himself.

 “I wasn’t watching Coin. I was watching you, Mockingjay.”

So while Katniss is being used as a symbol, Peeta is used to destroy her, emotionally and physically. Snow’s using tactics like hijacking Katniss’s loved one and the rose scent in the sewers and the mutts hissing her name to bring down one person. Meanwhile, Coin’s in the background, letting Katniss take all this heat and quietly usurping her way to power. It’s pretty shitty any way you look at it. 

But back to Katniss and Peeta. I did say that Peeta’s hijacking was “a cruel but necessary aspect to their relationship.” Perhaps a more accurate way to phrase it would be that the hijacking was important to their narrative and their growth as characters. And I say that because pre- hijacking, both Katniss and Peeta idealize the other. Peeta first “fell in love” with Katniss when they were 5 because of his father’s influence toward her and then because he heard her sing. Over time, he built up this version of her in his head and really fell in love with that. When he gets to know her better later on, he only falls deeper. To Katniss, Peeta is her childhood savior. The boy she’s been quietly observing for years, and (imo) for whom she harbors a deep-seated crush. In her eyes, he’s kind and eloquent and steady and always, unflinchingly there for her. She takes it for granted that he will always love her, even if she does not return the sentiment.

“To make Peeta forget he loves me? No one could do that.”

By the end of Catching Fire, they’re in kind of a “love is blind” honeymoon phase. 

The hijacking strips all of that away. Katniss and Peeta are forced to get to know one another again, this time without “the boy with the bread” and “the girl who makes the birds fall silent” idealism. Once Peeta’s initial violent phase over, Katniss begins to see him for who he really is, flaws and all, and vice- versa. For me, the moment when they really start to grow back together is after Peeta joins the Star Squad and Haymitch calls Katniss to kick her ass a little bit for how she’s been treating Peeta. That’s the night when Katniss makes her first real effort with him, and we learn just how much she really knows about Peeta.

“You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.”

From there, they grow even closer. It starts with little things, like Katniss seeing a flash of his old self- deprecating humor and Peeta remembering that she likes lamb stew. Then the kiss to bring Peeta back from a flashback, and his refusal to let go of her after she shoots Coin. 

In the end, the hijacking helps Katniss realize that she can’t take Peeta and his love for granted. Peeta now sees Katniss as more than the little girl he fantasized about for so long; he sees her as a real person with merits and flaws. Their love blossoms from this understanding and grows into a lifelong partnership, and I think it just goes to show how incredibly strong these two characters are. The odds were never in their favor, and yet they managed to make it through everything, and they came out of it together.   


I originally called these Bicycle Diaries because I would spill tiny secrets about myself. Thats what happens when you go on long bike rides, or at least when I go on long bike rides. These were all snapchats. Some people enjoyed them. I tried to upload them here once before, but they became super distorted. If you’re bored and want to kill a minute and a half by still being bored then watch this. Otherwise, don’t watch this. Don’t let me tell you what to do. But really, don’t watch this. 

i ache so much for underdog characters who don’t think highly of themselves and constantly feel like they need to be left behind or want to be left behind because they don’t feel like they’re deserving of the attention/time given to them

I think that people need to move on about Dunn’s death. It sucks but it’s not like any of you had a personal relationship with the guy or anything. “Poor Bam” right? Well he’s trying to get on with his life and move past it but it’s hard when fans keep shoving it in his face on every social media site he has. Like, get the fuck over it already! Stop acting like you’re all so depressed over it cause guess what? You didn’t know him and he didn’t personally help any of you!