like honestly how stupid are you

Things I've heard my (cis/het) brother say while he's been in college for the last year:

-(Heard over the phone) “I don’t care WHAT is in your pants or what you identify as, GET THE FUCKING PISS OFF THE TOILET SEAT
- “I don’t get why some men like to call themselves straight and then say they’d never date a Trans woman because honestly if you’re willing to exclude an entire subsection of women based on something so stupid you’re probably not worth their time anyways”
-“I don’t know why some guys worry about gay men in the locker rooms because if I was a gay guy, even I wouldn’t date me. I’ve been wearing the same shirt for three days.“
-(Over spring break) “How the fuck do you make Kraft mac&cheese”
-“What do you mean it’s written on the box– WAIT SHIT IT IS”
-“I hit on a lesbian two weeks ago in the SU without knowing it and I still feel bad about it”
-“I honestly think I’d prefer living with a (Trans) person at this point because if they’re even as half as cool as you then it’s got to be better than living with two 19 year old boys who have fucking competitions of who can piss farther on the ceiling
-“For some reason even in college guys don’t seem to get that the only reason I get so many girls’ numbers is because I treat them like I would treat anyone else”
-“No seriously they think you have to act uninterested or like a dick for some reason”
-“No I don’t know why they think hitting on a lesbian is anything but a lot of secondhand embarrassment for the rest of us”
-“My roommate came into the room looking really dejected and when I asked why he said that he spent hours talking to this girl just to find out that she had a boyfriend the whole time and didn’t say anything” (And after me asking why it mattered) “I dunno, apparently he doesn’t understand the concept of friends”
-(After me saying I don’t get heterosexuals sometimes) “Even I don’t understand straight guys little dude, and I am one”

  • [during sex]
  • Hinata: NARUTO!
  • Naruto: SASUKE!
  • Hinata: ...
  • Naruto: ...
  • Hinata: ...
  • Naruto: I can explain
  • Naruto: It's a habit
  • Hinata: What?
  • Naruto: No, wait. What I mean is- the only person who shouts my name like that is Sasuke and I usually shout his name too, like, when we fight
  • Hinata: Why?
  • Naruto: I don't know. It's kind of our thing. We've been doing it for years.
  • Naruto: Well, not doing IT, you know, not like we just did. But that name thing, 'it.' I'm not in love with him, I swear! At least, not the same way I'm in love with you.
  • Hinata: Naruto
  • Naruto: I mean, we only kissed once, and it was totally an accident.
  • Hinata: Naruto
  • Naruto: Or, twice, unless you count that other time-
  • Hinata: NARUTO!
  • Naruto: SASUK- Hinata, I meant to say Hinata, see? It's like a reflex.
  • Hinata: Go sleep on the couch while I think about this relationship.
  • Naruto: Fine, but can I ask you something?
  • Hinata: *hopeful* Yes?
  • Naruto: By 'this relationship,' did you mean yours and mine or mine and Sasuke's?
  • Hinata: Get out.

but bc no fandom would be complete without one i present truth pollen!klance where lance fights an alien or finds a plant that hits him with truth pollen and he has to answer any question honestly and he’s so frightened cuz he has the most to cover up like no one else have secrets really they’re all secure to tell each other what they’re thinking or feeling but lance has been careful to keep his happy mask in place but now he’s avoiding everyone like the plague and everyone is kinda surprised cuz what does lance have to hide?

and pidge is kinda curious maybe he’s trying to hide his huge crush on keith but everyone already knows about that so she tells lance not to worry about it no one will care but lance still refuses to leave his room until allura pulls him out and assures him no one will ask him anything and respect his privacy and lance is like alright if you can’t believe a princess who can you believe

so he goes to dinner and obviously he’s super quiet and everyone does as promised talking to and around lance without asking questions and anyway the team start chuckling about how this whole situation seems so funny and ‘oh lance the shenanigans you get into’ and lance just keeps quiet and his head down

and just as dinner is almost over shiro slips up and asks “honestly lance how do you always end up in these things?” and hunk and allura are immediately like nononono but it’s too late, w/o even looking up lance opens his mouth and is like “cause I’m stupid" and everyone else laughs but then they’re like……wait

the foxes as scottish tweets
  • dan wilds: group chats are brilliant man, one minute yer slagging some poor cunt off n the next yer aw trying tae solve the meaning ae life
  • kevin day: would honestly rather look at multiple pictures ae somecunts cock than their baby photos #nohomo
  • andrew minyard: "u canny hate someone forever" aye a can watch me
  • matt boyd: do u no just look at your pals and wonder how theyve made it this far in life and how stupidity hasny killed them yet
  • aaron minyard: dinny understand young cunts wantin kids man, just buy a playstation, theyre cheaper an ye dinny get the jail if ye chuck it oot the windae
  • allison reynolds: dont get people moaning about folk being spoiled, as if you'd be like naw Da you keep that BMW, al get the bus coz am an independent woman
  • nicky hemmick: a feel like such a catfish when ppl like my pic from the night before n am lyin half deed in bed with a junkie bun n a face full a sudocrem
  • renee walker: thy type of people who say shit like "girls over ___ weight shouldnt post selfies" are an actual human bollock
  • neil josten: "huvin one of they days" aye right man am huvin one of they lives
playing with fire

*gif credit to owner @jungkook-gifs*

pairing: you x Jungkook 

themes: idol!jungkook, friendswithbenefits!au, older!oc, older!jungkook

warnings: swearing, slightly smutty, angst, fluff

word count: 9.8+k

summary: they say friends with benefits never works. fun turns into feelings and everyone gets hurt. you and jungkook are no different to the stereotype. jungkook is in too deep for comfort and you’re not sure if you can return what he wants. after all, he is a sought after celebrity and you know the consequences of playing with a little too much fire.


The sun is bright, almost too bright as you finally open your eyes from your deep slumber. Not only is the sun too bright, but it is also too damn hot in this room. Your vision blurs together to a couple seconds before it clears, comprehending my surroundings. A familiar sight covers your eyes and you go to stretch your body out until you are halted by a heavy entity; another body. You glance up to the left to be met with soft brown hair dangling, closed eyes, and slightly parted mouth that breathes slowly in and out. Memories flash across your mind as you remember the first time you saw the now familiar face.

8 Months Ago

“A vodka tonic please,” you say confidently with a stern voice as you sit back in the barstool you resided in. The bartender gives you a nod and a smile before he starts to create the simple concoction. You grab your phone and quickly message back your roommate Jihyun who is currently drowning in school work.

this bitch seriously has the nerve to give us a twenty page paper and an entire novel due on the same day… seriously thinking about dropping out

honey, that’s what you sign up for when you go to get a phd in english 

You send the message with a quick giggle to yourself and you hear your glass finally being placed in front of you. 

“Thanks,” you smile to the bartender and you do not hesitate to pick up the glass and take a generous sip. You suddenly feel a presence two seats down from you and you glance over to find a man whose face is pretty much hidden underneath a black mask, hair covered with a black beanie. 

The guy pulls down his mask briefly to order a soju, but then all too soon he shoves the mask back up his face. You do not even realize you are still looking at him until he glances over at you, his deep brown eyes meeting yours. You tear your eyes away from him to continue sipping on your drink as you go through the different social medias on your phone. 

“You know-“ a sudden voice interrupts what you are doing and you look up, seeing that the masked boy is talking to you, “Looking at you, you seem like one of those girls who like that fruity shit that these places have, so I’m impressed,” and even though you cannot see his mouth, you sense he is smirking at his words. You get that the boy is referencing your pretty much straight vodka drink and you chuckle. 

“Well, I’m definitely not your typical girl,” you laugh, tilting your head some, turning your attention to the boy. You have been in Seoul for about a year now and it’s not strange to you that a native is talking to you, as it has happened a lot throughout the year. One thing you have noticed about Korean men, when they see a foreigner that catches their eye, they are pretty hellbent on at least having a conversation with them, if not more. Which on some occasions, you had taken up the offers. 

“What brings you here tonight?” the boy asks curiously, and to your surprise, he pulls his mask down so you can now fully see his face. You take immediate notice into how attractive he is. Kind of manly but has a boyish look at the same time. Another thing that sticks out is the scar on his cheek. 

“Well, my job has kicked my ass this week,” you breathe out, leaning your elbows on the bar giving him a curious look. “What about you?” you inquire.

The boy shrugs, “Pretty much the same reason,” he takes a big gulp of his soju. “Although, as much as I like soju, I don’t think its gonna cut it for me tonight,” he suddenly speaks up gaining your attention even more, “Hey, can I get two shots of your finest tequila,” he shoots in quick Korean and you raise an eyebrow at him. 

The bartender quickly gets the man his shots before he slides one over to you. You give him a curious look before you smirk, grabbing the small glass. 

“Cheers,” he gives you a deep smile within his eyes and you both tip the glasses back, feeling the burn in the back of you throat as the liquid glides down the pipe. 

You and this boy, which you finally learn his name to be Jeongguk, actually end up getting on pretty well. He moves down a seat so you two are now beside each other emerged into conversation. Jeongguk continues to order a couple more shots for the both of you and before you know it, both of you are basically drunk and both of you are really into each other. 

The next thing you know, you both are leaving the bar in a hurry, masks going on both of your faces and you do not know how long it takes for the two of you to be stumbling into his apartment complex, lips on each others like fire, hands tugging and pulling at clothes, and soon, you are underneath him, your nails digging into his flesh as you seal everything with a kiss. 


Jeongguk’s body stirs as you try to pry your legs away from the mess underneath the sheets. Once you are finally free from the overly hot space, you glance up and to your disappointment, you had in fact woken him up. His brown eyes stare back at you for a small smile forms on his lips. 

“Good morning,” he says simply, stretching his arms a little above his head. “Why the hell is it a million degrees in this room?” he suddenly perks up, giving you a weird look. 

“I’m wondering the same thing, although my intuition tells me that it is the work of Jimin,” you say with a small laugh as the two of you naturally separate yourselves on the bed to make it more comfortable. “And as I always say, a woman’s intuition is never wrong,” you give Jeongguk a smirk. 

He returns one as he gets up from the bed and you do not even bother to look away from his naked frame as you have seen it many times now. He pulls on a pair of his grey sweatpants before going to the door, peeking his head out. 

“Jimin, I swear if this house doesn’t feel like Antarctica in twenty minutes I’m going to kill you!” he half heartedly shouts and you cannot help but laugh at his humor. It’s not that his “threat” was funny, it’s funny because even though he is man, he is basically a kid inside. Jeongguk shuts his door again before turning his attention back to you. 

You pull up the covers over your naked torso as you reach over to the nightstand and grab your glasses, as you were not dealing with your contacts today. In an instant, you look up for a split second and your lips are caught on his in a welcoming, soft kiss. You sigh into the kiss, savoring it sweetly.

“We have dance practice and rehearsals pretty much all day today,” he says as he gently pulls away from you. 

“When don’t you,” you say rhetorically, giving him a light chuckle. Jeongguk raises his eyebrows before tilting his head reluctantly. 

“If we have spare time, maybe you can come over again or we can go out to do something?” he offers as he gives you a big sweatshirt to put on for the time being. 

You and Jeongguk’s story may have started that one fateful night at a random bar in Seoul, but so far, it has almost been like a Harry Potter book; never ending. No, you two were not dating. Yes, you two did hang out a lot which often turned into heated and lustful sex. Did you two mind it? Hell no. You can remember the night he talked about his plan with you like it was the back of your palm. 


7 Months Ago

“What did you just ask me?” you ask, your tone high and your eyes wide. You looked at Jeongguk as if he was insane. You are just happy that his roommate Jimin is not here to hear this conversation.

Jeongguk honestly had not planned on you questioning his proposition so he was a little stumped to say the least. 

“Uh,” he starts, “Let me rephrase,” he pauses again, looking deep into your eyes, a little unsure about his idea now that you have cocked an unexpected attitude with him. “How would you like it if we, like us… were kind of…like there for each other in times of um, sexual…needs,” he says slowly but he still manages to stumble over his words. 

You give him a blank look, blinking a few times trying to comprehend what he just said. 

You open your mouth hesitantly, “So.. you basically want to be fuck buddies with me?” you raise your eyebrow at him. 

He opens his mouth as if he is going to shoot you another long answer, but instead he sighs, scratching the back of his head, “Yeah..” he says slowly and you can see a pink color beginning to rise upon his cheeks. 

“Hm-“ you start to say something before he interjects you. 

“I mean you don’t have to if you don’t want to, honestly it was stupid of me to ask, but I mean,we can also just try it out to see how we like it, I mean I won’t even be here a lot but for when I am here I guess, there always is that saying don’t knock it until you try it-“ 

“Jeon,” you say sternly, suppressing a laugh inside of your throat, “Slow down,” you finally release your laugh and he breathes out heavily as if he just got a weight off of his chest. 

“Sorry,” he mumbles, his shyness coming out. Jeongguk is a lot more shy than you expected. The night you first slept together he was open like a book, but I guess alcohol can do that to you. Suddenly, he begins to start talking again however you zone out for a moment, deciding to think about his proposition. At first, you did think the idea was crazy, but after getting to know him for about a month after you slept with each other, and you cannot forget when you did sleep with each other how good it was. Besides, he was fun to hang out with and you love sex, so what could go wrong?

“Sure,” you interject quickly, not even realizing you said that out loud until you see Jeongguk’s shocked facial expression. 

“Really?” he says surprised, licking his lips quickly. 

You take in a deep breath, “Yes, but only if we can stay friends and not have this become awkward, I like your cooking and Jimin too much,” you say confidently. He gives you a reassuring look before agreeing to it. 

Ten minutes later, you two are back in his bedroom, already putting the plan into affect. 


“If we have spare time, maybe you can come over again or we can go out to do something?” Jeongguk’s question rings through your head again, kind of taken aback by the idea. 

In the eight months you have known him, you two rarely went out, and when you did, it was on your terms to get groceries or something like that. You two never really went on “dates” simply because of the fact of who he was. 

“Hm?” you inquire, hinting the obvious attitude in your tone. While Jeongguk does wear masks, some people’s eyesight is too great for the fabric covering his face. He gives you a weird look before opening his mouth again. 

“I mean, don’t you wanna get out of our apartments once in awhile?” he says, his eyes lighting up at the idea. “We could go see a late movie or something?” 

“But we’re not dating,” you shoot your answer out quicker than you expected, not thinking it through. “And plus, you know the risks about going out, hell you barely go out by yourself,” you say looking at him intensely. 

Jeongguk stays quiet, looking around his room for a moment. For a twenty-three year old, he was still childish and craved attention like a baby, which is what you concluded for the reason of his proposition of going out. 

“Yeah, you’re right,” he says after a moment of silence, scratching the back of his head. All of a sudden your stomach growls loudly and he laughs, “You hungry?” 

“Can you tell?” you laugh, throwing your hair up into a ponytail on top of your head, raising an eyebrow towards him. 

“Come on, I’ll fix you something,” he says offering you a hand to get you out of his bed. You take it generously, however you drop it as soon as you stand up. The past seven months, you meant what you said when you did not want things to become awkward. That is why you, perhaps more so than Jeongguk, have avoided the “couple” stuff. Once again you blamed his inner child craving attention for his attempts of extra affection towards you. Before you leave his room, you glance around seeing the piles of records, achievements, and posters, reminding you perhaps the main reason you have kept your distance from Jeongguk - although your stubbornness would never let you think that. 


6 Months Ago 

It was a Friday night. You were in pajamas, curled up on the couch of your apartment, finishing up some paperwork for your job due on Monday. Normally on a Friday you would be heading over to Jimin’s and Jeongguk’s place, however, for the past two weeks Jeongguk said he was going home to visit family since he has not seen them for awhile. 

“[y/n]?” Jihyun’s voice echoes through the hallway, quite loudly you must say. 
“Yes?” you say, glancing away from the workload in front of you for what seems like the first time in four hours. 

“Come here,” she says in a wary tone. You move all of the stuff on top of you to your right before you make your way down the hall, into her bedroom. 

“What?” you ask. 

“What did you say that guy’s name was you’ve been hanging out with?” she looks at you as she closes the book I presume is for university on her bed. 

“Jeongguk, why?” you answer simply. You obviously did not give much details about the relationship you two had, but you had figured being the good person you are, Jihyun would want to know where you were going every weekend. She has met him a couple times, although his face mask was only off completely one time for her to see him fully. 

“Isn’t.. that.. him?” she points to the TV in front of her bed, a confused look on her face. You glance over to the TV doing a double take. Your eyes widen at the TV, as your mouth gapes open slightly. You both tune into the TV, listening to the broadcaster. 

“Bangtan Sonyeondan has comeback for one last time before their eldest member Jin, enrolls into the military early next year. Jin, Suga, J-Hope, leader Rap Monster, V, Jimin, and maknae Jungkook are all very excited yet very emotional about the new comeback.” 

Suddenly the camera pans over the people she named and you feel your heart stop when you see Jeongguk, your Jeongguk, or now you guess Jungkook, on national TV, smiling and bubbly as ever. You also see Jimin! What?!

“What the fuck?!” you yell looking over to Jihyun, “He’s a k-pop star?!” you say in disbelief, “Did you know about this?” you look over to her and she puts her hands up in defense. 

“No, I swear!” she says glancing back over to the TV. 

“I thought you were into that k-pop stuff? How did you not know? You’re Korean for godsakes! I’m the one who should be out of the loop,” you say, not meaning to ramble so much but you honestly cannot believe what you are seeing. Did he think you were never going to find out? 

“I was into that shit when I was like sixteen, I-I mean I’ve know of Bangtan for a few years, but they’ve all grown up, I don’t know, I just didn’t recognize them I guess, but one thing is for sure, that is definitely the Jeongguk you’ve brought over here before,” she states, her tone showing confusion herself. 

“Oh my god,” you breathe out glancing over to the TV, seeing his face alone on the TV. 
“We cannot wait to see what this comeback has in store for us, please love and support Bangtan! Fighting!” Jeongguk flashes his perfect - wait no, just smile giving the camera guy two peace signs. 

“I am going to kill him,” you say, watching his every move on the TV. “Yup, I’m gonna kill him.” 

It is approximately four days after the TV incident when Jeongguk texts you about wanting to see you since he is back in town. 

“Back in town my ass,” you scoff to yourself, looking at the message. 

The past four days have allowed to think about what you have with Jeongguk a lot. He is now a popular, very sought after male idol who can make anyone thirst for his attention. You did your research on him trying to dig up anything he had never spoken about. So many award show appearances, awards, albums, tours, endorsements, rumors, and more; all with his face attached to each thing you look at. 

You moved to Korea not even blinking about getting into k-pop. Obviously you know about it as it is practically one of Korea’s proudest exports, however you saw it as something only teenagers should crave over, not your now twenty-four year old self. 

Realizing the power and influence Jeongguk had intimidated you. And you were not one to be intimidated. You now understood why he wore black masks everywhere. You now understood why you two never went out. And you now understood why he asked you to be friends with benefits since he obviously did not have the time to have a relationship - not that you were looking, but everything made sense now. 

You down at his message one more time before simply replying; 


That night, he texts you when he is almost at your apartment. You had told Jihyun you were going to confront him and thankfully, she had a night class on Thursdays so she would not be home at least until 10 or 11. 

You hear sudden knocks on your door and you do not even have to guess who it is. You open it to find him with a mask and a black hat covering his brown locks, which now look lighter as some peep through the bottom of the cap. 

“Hey [y/n],” he says with a smile on his face as you close the door, locking it back in place. “Sorry, my flight from Busan got delayed earlier, so I should have been back earlier,” he says completely taking his mask off. 

You look at him, taking in his handsome features, pursing your lips you cross your arms over your chest slightly hiding yourself. 

“What’s wrong?” he says, immediately noticing a change from your usual flirty and humorous self. 

You had thought about how you were going to approach this conversation and being the strong, stubborn woman you were, you were not going to tip-toe around your point. 

“Do you think I’m stupid?” you say bluntly, him quickly being caught off guard from your words. 

“W-what?” he says, giving you a weird look. 

“Did you think I wasn’t going to find out? Find out about you? A-and Jimin too!” you say, having to bite your tongue at the anger you have been feeling the past few days. 

“What are you talking about?” he spits at you, his tone raising himself. Although, something in his eyes says he knows exactly what you are talking about. 

“Don’t play dumb with me,” you say rolling your eyes, “I know you weren’t in Busan Jeongguk,” you say shaking your head some. 

He opens his mouth but closes it quickly, as if he is unsure what to say. He breathes out heavily, closing his eyes briefly, “I-I’m sorry,” he says in a low voice, “I was trying to protect you,” he sighs. 

“I’m twenty-four years old Jeongguk, I think I can protect myself,” you shoot back as you can feel your face turning red. 

“No, not-like.. that,” he shakes his head, “My job is practically my life, it has been for nearly eight years… I-I know how ruthless outsiders can be not only to me, but others around me and I didn’t want that for you, hell you’re a foreigner you definitely don’t deserve that shit,” he says taking a step closer to you. 

You take a slow deep breath before saying what you needed to say, “I don’t think we need to continue this,” you say softly. 

“What?” Jeongguk pipes up, searching your eyes for answers. You look away, trying your best for him to understand. 

“I can’t keep doing this now that I know who you are,” you shake your head, “It’s not fair to me-“ 

“Wait, wait, hold up,” he interrupts you, “I’ve been an idol the whole time, what is the problem now that you know? Shouldn’t you be glad that you have an explanation for some of the stupid shit you know I make up?” 

You give him a weird look, “Jeongguk, you don’t understand, I thought you were a normal guy I met at a bar and someone I could have sex with once in awhile,” you spill truthfully. “I-I’m sorry, I just can’t do this anymore, it’s too weird for me.” 

He does not react at first and he looks around the apartment, as if he trying to think of something to say. You do not know why but you expected him to obliged and just gather his things to forget about you forever. Besides, he is a handsome celebrity, he could find any girl willing to sleep with him. 

However, Jeongguk does not leave and suddenly, he surprises you by doing the unthinkable. He strides a step towards you and crashes his lips down onto yours. At first your eyes are wide but soon after, you close them and bring your hands to his neck pulling him closer to you. The kiss has force behind of it, but he is gentle with you at the same time. You snap back into reality and push him away slowly. 

“Just let me show you I can be that normal guy you can have sex with once in awhile,” he says still holding your body close to him. You cannot help but get lost in his big brown eyes, after all they were the first feature you saw of his. 

“Fine,” you say and you feel him relax beneath your touch, “But don’t drag me into that world or whatever, I like being normal.” 

“I wouldn’t even think about babe,” he says with a smirk, leaning down to give you another small kiss which leaves a weird sensation in your stomach, although you cannot tell if it is good or bad. 

You remember the day you tried to break things off with Jeongguk vividly. It was so weird because you had never seen that side of him being so gentle and pleading so much. At least not in just a normal conversation. The same feeling that settled in your stomach that night he kissed you, now shows up every time he kisses you. You do think that Jeongguk is very attractive and one of the nicest guys you have met while living here, however, you do not let that distract you from the fact he is an idol. As much as your heart wants to like him on a deeper level, you refuse to bring yourself to do it. Besides, mixing feelings with sex with two people not in a relationship is never a good thing. 

To Jeongguk, that night in your apartment when you tried to end the “relationship,” he was scared for a moment. Obviously, he loved having sex with you, but building up to that, deep down he knew he had begun to develop feelings for you. After he kissed you with no sexual encounter in mind, something inside of him felt different. The underlying feelings he had for you began to set on fire inside of him. Now, every time he looks at you, a small pain hurts in his chest due to repressing his feelings. Jeongguk slightly vented about his feelings about you to Jimin one day after they had a few beers. Jimin basically said the cliche, “don’t mix feelings with sex.” It was all horse-shit to Jeongguk. He liked you too damn much not to try. So that is what he started to do. Try. 


“Hey [y/n], I got out earlier than expected, will you please just go out somewhere with me, I’m literally so bored,” Jeongguk begs to you on the phone as you make yourself some decaf coffee; your de-stress best friend, minus alcohol. 

“Uh,” you look at the time, 9:04, “I don’t know Jeongguk, it’s getting late,” you say. 

“Please [y/n], I just want to do something with you that does not involve a bed and moaning, although I am always down though,” he adds the last part quietly and you laugh to yourself rolling your eyes at him. 

“I don’t know,” you mumble, biting on your nails for a moment. You honestly could not figure out why he was being so persistent. 

“[y/n] please,” he drags out and you being you, you give into his word. “It’s better for me to go out at night anyways, less likely to be seen.” 

“Fine, take me to get ice cream,” you state, suddenly craving the sweet treat. 

“Hell yes, I’ll be over in ten minutes,” and with that he hangs up the phone. You let out a sigh before going to tell Jihyun you and Jeongguk are going out for ice cream. 

“Wow, you two are actually going out?” she inquires as you begin to freshen yourself up by putting on a clean pair of jeans and a simple sweater. “I thought you were against the couple stuff?”

“I am,” you state, throwing on a jacket over the sweater knowing it is pretty chilly this time of the year. 

“Then what are you doing?” she fires back.


“You say you hate that stuff yet you’re going to get ice cream with someone who is basically your boyfriend-“

“No he’s not,” you interject, shaking your head. You can see Jihyun rolling her eyes at you out of your peripheral vision, but you ignore her. You both hear knocks on the door and they are all too familiar. You rush to the door and slip your tennis shoes on quickly. 

“Hey,” Jeongguk smiles at you and surprisingly, his mask is already down.
“Hi,” you say grabbing your purse as you throwing it over your body, “I’ll be back!” you yell to Jihyun down the hallway. 

“I’ll be asleep!” she yells back which makes the both of you laugh. 

You two start to walk towards the elevator of the apartment complex before Jeongguk stops you, “Here,” he says handing you a white mask. You sigh, knowing that it is necessary even though it makes you feel anything but normal. 

Your heart pounds the whole time you and Jeongguk are walking down the busy streets of Seoul to get to your favorite ice cream parlor. You knew at any moment a fan of his could pop out of nowhere and figure out it was their beloved Jungkook behind the mask. You stayed close to him not wanting to become separated due to all of the people, even at this late hour. Once you finally arrive at the ice cream parlor, you are the one who takes off the mask, letting him keep his on. 

You order vanilla for him and mint-chocolate chip for yourself, becoming innerly excited about eating the sweet treat. 

After Jeongguk pays, he leads you to an outside area with tables and benches which have been decorated in pretty lights. He finds a seat for the two of you in perhaps the darkest area of the whole place before slipping his mask off. 

“Thank you for the ice cream,” you smile at him and he returns one. 

“No problem,” he shrugs, keeping his voice low. It’s times like this where you continue to question what you have with him. The friends with benefits thing is not normal in itself, however, not even able to do the “friends” part right is downright shitty. 

“How was today?” you ask him. 

He shrugs, “Same old, same old, it’s still weird not having Jin there though,” he mutters the last part, sadness covering his tone.

“Yeah, I’m sure he’s fine though,” you say trying to cheer him up.

“Yeah,” Jeongguk lets out a short laugh before taking in a big scoop of his ice cream.

You decide to perk up the conversation by asking your deepest curiosity.
“Why did you want to go out so bad?” you ask simply, thinking it was an innocent question. 

Jeongguk’s brown eyes look at you intensely, “I mean, I like spending time with you so why not?” he shrugs continuing to eat his ice cream. 

“You do?” you question, sounding a little dumbfounded. You never really thought about spending more time with him than you already do, at least outside of the bedroom. 

“I’ve kept up with you for eight months, so.. yeah.. kinda,” he chuckles giving you a weird look you cannot read. 

“Is Jimin still the only one who knows about this.. me?” you ask curiously. 

“As far as I know, but I think Tae is suspicious of something,” he says truthfully. 

“What’s their to be suspicious of? It’s not like we’re together so there’s no dirt really to dish there,” you say not thinking twice about what you were saying. 

Suddenly, Jeongguk opens his mouth hesitantly, like he does not really know what he is about to say, “I mean.. we basically are,” he says giving you a glance. Your eyebrows furrow, shooting him a weird look. 

“I don’t think so,” you laugh, brushing off his antics. 

“Why couldn’t it be?” Jeongguk all of a sudden shoots a question that you were not expecting. You look over to him quickly. 

“W-what?” you stare at him with a confused expression. 

“I mean, it-it’s just..” he pauses, shaking his head, “Never mind, we should get going, it’s getting late plus I need to be back at the apartment,” he changes the subject quickly, although his words are still stuck in your head. 

Why couldn’t it be? What did he mean by that? 

“Uh, yeah okay,” you say quietly, trying your best to shove those words out of your head, however words are easier to express than actions. 

The entire way back to your apartment is dead silent and you do not find yourself walking as close to Jeongguk as before. Your stomach is fluttering with a sick feeling. Your relationship or whatever anyone wanted to call it with Jeongguk you had thought was strictly just sex and maybe a few movies here and there. However, with Jeongguk’s words tonight, your idea about the relationship obviously was not on the same page as him. Frankly, that scared you. You decided to blame his weird words on his exhaustion and age. Like you have said before, he is younger and he wants attention. That is all it is.
Soon after the mental struggle ends in your head, you are standing at the door of your apartment with him. 

“Thanks for the ice cream again,” you finally break the silence between the two of you. Jeongguk smiles down at you, shrugging his shoulders. “Do you wanna come in?” you ask trying to break the tension between you two. 

“No, it’s fine, I gotta head back,” he says simply before taking a deep breath, “I’ll let you go.” 

“Okay, night Jeongguk,” you say turning around to unlock you door, however your arm is caught and you are whipped around again to be met with lips in front of you and the door against your back. 

It takes you a second to realize Jeongguk is kissing you, holding you close to him. The kiss is gentle, sweet, and tender. The same sickly-butterfly feeling drops into your stomach again. You kiss him back but you push yourself away gently after a few moments, slightly freaking out on the inside. 

“Goodnight, [y/n],” he says simply before placing a simple kiss on your nose, leaving you be, by yourself leaning against the door to your apartment.
Why couldn’t it be? 


The next few days are all a blur to you. You go to work, get drinks with Jihyun when she is free, and watch some shows on Netflix. Jeongguk has texted you multiple times however, you only reply occasionally. You were honestly surprised he had been able to text you so much considering him and the boys went to Japan for a few days for business. 

Ever since the night you two went to get ice cream, something inside of you felt different. As much as you wanted to suppress the thought, you could not hide the fact that there was something going on with Jeongguk. He is becoming more persistant about wanting to hang out, more open with his words, and more willing. Your intuition never proved you wrong and this time, your intuition is telling you that Jeongguk has feelings for you. As much as you wanted to deny it, you have been with too many guys and you know the signs like the back of your hand. 

As much as you like Jeongguk yourself, you do not know if you could handle being with him one-hundred percent. Just maybe if he wasn’t who he was, you would perhaps think about diving deeper into the relationship you shared, but you refused. You were not going to get hurt, or played, or made a fool out of. You were there for the sex and the sex only. 

You were in your room watching TV, sleep almost taking over your body but suddenly you hear knocks on the front door down the hallway. You almost rolled your eyes not wanting to get up from your comfortable bed, but you knew Jihyun definitely was not going to get up. 

You slowly walk down the hallway cursing to yourself wondering if it is the landlord of the apartment building because you suddenly could not remember if you and Jihyun had payed the rent last month. 

You quickly open the door and your eyes open wide at the sight. 

“Jeongguk?” you say in disbelief and you suddenly aren’t so tired anymore. 

“Hey,” he smiles at you before you step aside for him to come in. 
“I thought you were in Japan?” you question slowly, not sure if you are happy to see him or not. 

“We got back a couple hours ago,” he states in low voice, taking note that Jihyun was in her bedroom. 

“What are you doing here?” you say, the words coming out more spiteful than you meant them to. 

“I came to see you,” he says with an obvious ‘duh’ tone to his deep voice. 

“Jeongguk it’s late and I’m sure you’re tired-“

“What’s been up with you lately?” Jeongguk suddenly interrupts your sentence and you look him questioningly. 

“W-what?” you ask, “Nothing?” 

“Can we go in your room?” he suddenly asks. 

You shake your head some, “Why? Jeongguk-“ 

“Seriously I just wanna talk, just in a private space where your roommate can’t hear everything,” he explains and reluctantly you lead him to your room down the hallway. He had been here many times but this was the first time you felt queazy to your stomach. 

You shut the door to your room, the dim lamp on your desk providing the only light source at the moment. 

“What do you wanna talk about?” you ask crossing your arms over your chest. You didn’t even realize it until he observes your body, but you are wearing one of his sweatshirts he absentmindedly gave you. 

“You,” he says simply. You give him a weird look, mumbling a “hm” before he opens his mouth again, “Why have you been ignoring me?” 

“I haven’t,” you interject. 

“Yes, you have, you only texted me back three times while I was away, did I do something wrong?” his words are fast and panicked like he is unsure of how to word his sentences. You stare at him in disbelief, trying to hide your stiffness in your body. Jeongguk was a smart boy and he was catching on to what you were doing. 

“No, you haven’t,” you shake your head. 

“Then what’s the issue, I’ve never felt more distant from you than ever before,” he sounds confused and unsure; his immaturity and insecurity coming through. 

You have two answers to his question. The first answer was to lie and say work has been stressing you out or the second answer which is truthful to be something like, saying you’re just scared because you feel like he has feelings for you and you don’t know what to do. 

“We’re friends Jeongguk, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say nonchalantly, trying your best to lie to a man who has given you so much. 

“[y/n], c’mon I know you,” he persists. 

You stay silent, looking at the boy intensely. 

“I-I,” you stutter, biting your lip hard, “It’s nothing, work has just been rough lately, I’m sorry if you feel that way, I didn’t mean to ignore you,” you lie right through your teeth and you swear you see Jeongguk’s body relax. 

Jeongguk slowly nods his head as if he understands your situation, “Okay, I was just worried about you, you know?” he says cocking his head to the right for a second, a habit of his you have noticed. 

“Yeah, I’m fine though,” you breathe out giving him a reassuring smile. 

“Good,” he says simply. You glance over to the clock in your room which reads 11:34 PM. You two suddenly hear loud pounding against the windows to your room and you walk over revealing behind your curtain, rain. Really harsh rain. “Shit,” Jeongguk mutters. 

Without even thinking you say, “You can stay here if you want.” You suddenly regret your words, but there is nothing you can do about it now that the offer has been thrown up in the air. 

“Are you sure? I don’t want to in-“

“Jeongguk its fine,” you interrupt him.

“Okay,” he breathes out, “I’ll sleep on the couch,” he states beginning to leave your room. 

“Jeongguk seriously you’ve stayed with me before, just stay here,” you offer not wanting to argue this arrangement. You know it is not the best idea considering your suspicions but it is the least you can do. 

“Fine,” he agrees, “But don’t hog the bed again,” he mumbles as he takes his shoes and other clothing off. 

“Again?!” you state, “You’re the one who is twice my size!” you justify giving him a glare. 

“I’m kidding [y/n],” he laughs. 

“Better be,” you say underneath your breath as you crawl back into your bed, turning your attention back to the paused Netflix. Jeongguk follows you before you press play on the remote again. 

Without warning Jeongguk pulls you closer to him, your head fitting in the crook of his neck but you keep your attention on the TV. This is so wrong, you think to yourself. You definitely should not be leading him on when all you signed up for was the sex. Which you two have not had in about two weeks. However, after all these months, you could not help but finally realize how good it felt to be in his arms. 

You slowly find yourself becoming more and more tired, leaning onto Jeongguk as your body falls limp and the last thing you remember was his hand entangling into yours.


The night Jeongguk stayed over at your house, is when everything became even more confusing than before. You found yourself tugging and pulling at your emotions as you had no idea what you were feeling. 

Jeongguk was still continuing to be persistent as ever. You did not mind the attention, however it further confused and scared you. Your heart was saying yes, but your head was saying no. You did not know what to do. So, your next plan was to call in the wingman; Jimin. 

You were meeting Jimin at small cafe you knew was never busy so there was little chance of him becoming recognized. By the time you ordered drinks for Jimin and yourself, he had arrived with a white mask over his face. 

You greeted each other before finding a table in the very back of the cafe.  

“I was gonna ask why you wanted to meet but my gut is telling me its about Jeongguk,” Jimin laughs as he pulls of his mask. 

“Your gut is right,” you chuckle taking a sip of your coffee. 

“I’m all ears,” he says with a small smile. One reason why you really liked Jimin is that he has never seemed to judge you for doing the whole friends with benefits things with Jeongguk - at least you hoped he hasn’t.

You take a breath, not wanting to load too much on him at once, “It’s just… I don’t know, he’s been acting different for the past few months and I’ve only really noticed it now,” you say hoping that Jimin will have some answers for you. 

“Hm, he’s said the same thing about you,” he laughs and you focused your full attention on him, ignoring the coffee. 

“Really?” you pipe up. 

“Yeah, all that kid does is talk about you,” he laughs taking a drink. You suddenly feel your cheeks blush a light pink. 

“I just, need to know-“

“Know that… if he likes you or not? Or if he’s still just thinking about the sex?” he interrupts you with a blunt answer. 

“Yeah..” you say slowly, honestly not believing that you are having this conversation with Jimin right now. 

“I mean, it’s not really my place to tell you,” he shrugs, “But, he’s in pretty deep for you,” he says simply and your stomach drops, unsure if it was good or bad drop. “I know you two have had this whole friends with benefits situation for awhile, but feelings developing was bound to happen with one of you, if not both,” he says and your mouth goes dry knowing he is right. 

“Why hasn’t he said anything?” you ask. 

“If he hasn’t said anything, he’s probably just scared or intimidated,” Jimin says honestly, “You know [y/n], you’re the one girl he’s ever been with who has never wanted anything from and I think he likes that, he can just be himself around you,” he explains and you feel a weird fluttery feeling form in your stomach. “Just curious, do you like him?” he asks. 

“Yes,” you say without hesitation, “Wait, well, yes but… I don’t know,” you say in defeat. “It’s just so confusing and it scares me because of who he is,” you say truthfully. 

“Not to put pressure on you, but I think you really should just talk this out with him, I know it may be weird but you both can’t keep pulling each other around,” Jimin says and you nod your head slowly, completely understanding where he is coming from. 

You feel your body relax as you take a deep breath, “Thanks Jimin,” you give him a small smile before the two of you raise your cups to finish drinking the sweet coffee. 


“Jeon stop it!” you screech, “I swear to god if you don’t stop!” you try your best to push his hands off of you since he refuses to stop tickling you.  

“What are you gonna do about it?” he threatens, stopping momentarily. 

“I will hit you where it hurts the most,” you say. 

“You wouldn’t,” he mutters and before he has a chance to start tickling you again, you bring you hand down to his precious cargo barely missing it before he yelps backing up. “Okay…you would, note taken,” he says shaking his head backing away from you. 

You two had consumed one too many bottles of soju, but hey it is a Saturday night and Jeongguk and the boys had the day off. Jimin had went off with one of the other guys Taehyung earlier so he had no idea the trouble you and Jeongguk were getting in at the moment. You had yet to talk to Jeongguk like Jimin said, but you were going to get to it eventually. You just weren’t sure if you were ready to hear Jeongguk’s story yet. 

“Are you drunk yet?” you mumble to Jeongguk who gives you a dopey smile. 

“I’m on the way there,” he says with a laugh. 

“Me too…” you giggle, “More beer!” you then exclaim reaching forward opening another soju for you and him to share. 

The two of you pass the beer back and forth until its contents are empty and before you know it, you find yourself leaning onto Jeongguk’s shoulder, his arm instinctively wrapping around you. 

“I have a question,” he mutters and you mumble a ‘hm’ in response, “Were you really that drunk the first night we met?” 

“That was so long ago,” you say quietly, “I don’t remember it really,” you say as the alcohol was beginning to catch up with you. 

“I remember everything,” Jeongguk says suddenly and you shift in his grip. You glance up to him to find his doe eyes staring back at you. 

Before you have a chance to answer him, he closes the small gap between the two of you, his lips finding yours naturally. You move your body to be more comfortable as you kiss him back gently, his hands resting on your neck and jaw pulling you closer to him. The alcohol in your system fuels the fire in your stomach, however you still are not drunk enough to give into him. You can’t do this to him. So you pull away, or at least try because Jeongguk’s grip only gets stronger when you try to pull away. You put your hands on his chest pushing away harshly from him again breaking the kiss. 


“Stop pushing me away,” he interrupts, his eyes searching yours desperately. 

“W-what?” you stutter. 

“Stop pushing me away,” he repeats, his grip on your waist tightening as every second goes by. 

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about?” you say watching as his eyes become darker and darker, almost like he is angry. 

“Yes you do,” his teeth grit, “Do you not see it?”

“See what Jeongguk?” you say blindly and you feel like if you were completely sober you would know what was going on. However, deep down you did know exactly what he was talking about. 

“Do you not see me? I’m trying so hard and all you’ve done is push me away,” he says with strain to his voice, his fingertips digging into your sides but you try your best to ignore the pain. 

“Jeongguk why are you talking about this now? Can’t this wait-“

“No it can’t!” he interjects you with anger, “I want you so bad [y/n] and you can’t even see it,” he then sounds defeated and you feel yourself instantly sober up. The words you were dreading to hear, finally admitted. Your stomach drops. 

“Your drunk Jeongguk, don’t say that,” you say trying to make up an excuse for yourself so you don’t have to face this. 

“I am not,” he shoots, “[y/n], I know we met and had this plan but I couldn’t help it, every time I look at you I fall even deeper than before, I want to be with you, I’ve never wanted anyone to myself this bad before-“

“Jeongguk I-I can’t,” you shake you head trying to back off of him but his strength refuses you to. 

“Please [y/n],” he pleads, “Give me one chance to prove it to you.” 

You swallow harshly looking away from him for a moment, leaning into his body. You don’t know what he meant by prove it to you but with the alcohol in your system, much like the first night you two had together, you give into him, kissing him passionately. 

Minutes pass and you don’t know when it happens but you two find yourself in his bedroom, now an all too familiar sight to you. The kisses you two share are heated, but they are also slow and sweet, his arms wrapping around you tightly. It felt like it had been so long since you two had been intimate together and the more you kiss, each clothing item being stripped, the more you realize how much you loved it. 

He knew exactly how to work your body and give you what you needed. Seconds go by and turn into minutes quickly, everything turning into a blur. The two of you had never been intimate in this way before; gentle, slow, and loving. You and Jeongguk felt like the only two people in the world as each gasp and moan that comes out of the both of you heightens all of the emotions shared. With each thrust, Jeongguk holds onto you tighter and tighter like this would ever be the last time. Both of you reach your highs and you whisper his name to him repeatedly, holding him close to you, sweat the only barrier between you two. 

A few minutes later, your head is resting on his chest, his arm holding on your waist tightly. Not many words are exchanged, but the breathing in the room is enough noise for the two of you. When you feel sleep starting to take over your body, Jeongguk nudges you. 

“[y/n],” he whispers. 
“Hm,” you mumble closing your eyes, drawing patterns on his chest with your nails. 

“I think I’m in love with you,” he says and you feel your heart stop, your face becomes red, and your stomach flips. 


“You don’t have to say anything,” he says. 

So, you don’t. You hold onto him and suddenly feel the smallest tears form in your eyes. The tears are not from sadness, but they’re from how you have no idea if you can return the love that this man deserves. 


It is around 6 AM when you hear the front door to Jeongguk’s apartment opening and you assume it is Jimin. You also realize that you need to go. You cannot wake up with Jeongguk this morning. The shame will just break your heart even further. Carefully and quietly, you push yourself away from his body and you manage to do so without waking him. 

You gather your clothing successfully before you give him one last glance, you leave his room, closing his door quietly. It will be the first time one of you walked out on one another. 

Unexpectedly, you run into Jimin in the kitchen on your way out. 

“[y/n]? What are you doing?” he asks. “You’re not leaving are you?” 

“Don’t tell him you saw me, please,” you say quietly. “I need time Jimin,” you say and he nods, knowing exactly what you are talking about.

With that, you leave their apartment and you leave Jeongguk alone. 


A couple hours later Jeongguk wakes up alone. He slightly panics when you are not beside of him and he immediately gets up throwing on a pair of sweatpants, hoping you are out in the kitchen or something. 

Jeongguk is disappointed when you are nowhere to be found. 

“Jimin-hyung,” he calls and soon Jimin appears. 

“What?” Jimin mumbles trying to shake off the sleep and the rough night he had with Taehyung at a bar. 

“Where’s [y/n]?” Jeongguk asks quickly. 

Jimin shrugs, “I’d figure she was with you,” he replies (lies) quickly. As much as Jeongguk wants to believe his hyung; the way he is so calm is peculiar. 

“Jimin,” he says again, “Where is she?” he pushes and Jimin relaxes, letting out a breath. As much as Jimin liked you, Jeongguk basically was his little brother; he couldn’t hide anything from him. 

“She left around 6, I ran into her when I got home,” Jimin says. 

What the fuck, Jeongguk curses to himself. “Fuck,” he mutters out loud this time. 

“What happened to you two last night, she never leaves,” Jimin inquires, although he already knows some of the story. 

“I confessed Jimin-hyung,” Jeongguk breathes out, “We were drinking and it just came out,” he says. Jimin stares at him for moment, shocked. 

“Did she say anything?” Jimin asks. 

“Not really,” Jeongguk shakes his head, “Seeing that she left, I guess I didn’t need much of an answer.” 

“Jeongguk, you need to talk to her,” Jimin says, “She’s stubborn we both know that. If she didn’t like you back, she wouldn’t have stayed around for the past eight months,” he continues, his words making sense to Jeongguk, but he was still uneasy. 

“Jimin I don’t know,” he shakes his head running a hand through his hair, irritation building up in him. 

“Just go talk to her, I’m sure she’s at her apartment, you two can work this out,” Jimin comes closer to Jeongguk giving him a pat on the back, “Besides Jeongguk, you pretty much always get whatever you set your mind to,” Jimin gives him words of encouragement, making Jeongguk smile. 

“Thanks Jimin-hyung,” Jeongguk says, hoping that Jimin is for once, right.  


“Where is [y/n]?” Jeongguk asks, when to his disappointment Jihyun opened the door to the apartment. 

“What did you do to her?” Jihyun retorts with a sassy attitude. 

“What?” Jeongguk says with a confused face, “Nothing.. I just need to talk to her,” he continues. 

“You obviously did something because she showed up here crying at the ass crack of dawn,” she snaps and Jeongguk’s stomach drops. Crying? 

“Jihyun, please I just need to talk to her,” Jeongguk pleads with your roommate and she rolls her eyes. 

“She’s outside in the courtyard, but I swear if you do anything funny I’ll kill you,” Jihyun threatens seriously and Jeongguk nods quickly obliging. Jihyun shuts the door and Jeonggul quickly makes his way out to the courtyard of the apartments you and Jihyun lived in. 

The complex was basically a square open in the middle which contained a courtyard and a pool for the warmer months. 

Jeongguk looks around quickly, being able to spot you as there were very few people outside due to the chilly weather. He walks over to you slowly, not sure how to approach the situation. 

“[y/n],” he speaks and you whip around startled from his deep voice. You look up to find Jeongguk wearing a hat but no mask, something that surprises you.  

“Hi Jeongguk,” you reply weakly looking back around to the piece of paper you were current doodling on. 

“You draw?” Jeongguk inquires when he peeps his head around you to look at the picture of two birds you had drawn. 

“Not much anymore, just when I have time,” you explain, not looking over to him once he sits down beside of you. 

You were comfortable with Jeongguk being with you, however you were not comfortable with what you needed to talk about, but you knew you had to say what you had to say. 

“Sorry I left this morning,” you mumble, shading in the birds body with a red color. 

“Why’d you leave?” his question isn’t a surprise to you. 

“Did you really mean what you said, last night?” you say putting down the colored pencil to finally look at him. 

Jeongguk looks deep into your eyes, “Yes,” he replies without hesitation. “I know, its the cliche, we become friends with benefits and I end up falling too damn hard for you,” he laughs, “I know last night probably came out of nowhere but I had been wanting to say it for six months now. I had been keeping that to myself for so long, I just needed you to know it,” he says. 

“Jeongguk..” you say slowly. 

“I just want you to know that if you don’t feel the same way as me, it’s okay. I can understand why you would want to move on-“ 

“Jeongguk stop,” you interrupt him and he glances back up to you. “You are who you are and nothing can change that, your life… is intimidating and honestly, I’m just scared that I wouldn’t be enough for you, I can’t give you everything you deserve-“

“[y/n], shit you are enough for me,” he breathes out, “Don’t even talk like that,” he shakes his head. “I wouldn’t have told you I loved you if I didn’t think that,” he says matter-of-factly. 

His words make your heart flutter, in a good way. You give him a small smile before you lean in and give him a slow kiss, something he was not expecting from you. 

“I drew these birds,” you start as you pull away from him, “Because I’ve always had some weird envy against them, they’re just so free and don’t have any burdens,” you say. Jeongguk looks at you with a curious look. “That’s what I want us to be,” you then say glancing over to him, “That’s what love should be right? Free,” you say with a smile. 

Jeongguk suddenly looks physically relaxed and a smile grows on his face. One in motion, he picks up you from your spot and holds you up closely to him, your legs wrapping around his waist. He places a rapid kiss against your mouth adjusting his strong grip on your body. 

“Promise me one thing Jeongguk,” you speak slowly as you pull away from him, playing with the hairs along the back of his neck. 

“Anything,” he fires back quickly. 

“Promise that you’ll always be there for me,” you say, “And that you’ll continue to protect me from.. your world,” you say, not really sure how to describe it.  

“Of course, I promise I won’t let anything happen to you,” he smiles giving you one last peck, “I love you [y/n],” he says. 

“I love you too Jeongguk,” the words leave your mouth naturally and no matter how much fire you two are playing with, one thing is for sure; you two will always have each other to fall back on.

anonymous asked:

What would the guys do if they hear their crush say "me? who would like someone like me?" because they can't believe anyone would like them

Aw nonnie this is a sad/cute one. I hope this is alright! 


 - Noctis would be able to tell you were feeling a little glum, and when you had a few precious moments alone, he’d ask you what was wrong.
- You would try and brush it off at first, it’s not like you want to burden him with something like that…
- But this would just make the prince feel a bit useless, he’d really want you to confide in him. 
- You’d take a big sigh, and finally tell him. You feel lonely. You feel like a bit of a spare part. Everyone was settling down, even Noctis had his marriage to Luna. But you were just left on your own, as always.
- “Hey, don’t be so stupid.” 
- Stupid? This would anger you, you just confided in him like he asked and he calls you stupid?
- Noct would see how irate you were getting, and instantly feel bad.
- “Wait, that’s not what I meant!” And it honestly wasn’t. When will this boy learn to deal with his feelings and say the right thing?
- “Sorry that I’m bothering you with my stupidity Noctis.”
- “Look, that isn’t what I meant by it!”
- He panics that he’s really screwed this up.
- “Sure! I’m just whittling away for nothing!”
- “Well, yeah because-”
- “I should just get used to it.”
- “What?”
- “I mean, who would ever like me?”
- “I would!”
- There would be silence as you digest what Noctis had just said. 
- “You…? But what about Luna?”
- Okay, now his heart is racing.
- “We are friends, good friends, but this arranged marriage… It isn’t for me. Look, I’ve been trying to tell you… I, well, like you.” 
- His eyes sink to the floor and he plays with his arm band nervously. Now it’s calmed down he is self-conscious and can’t believe he just blurted that out…
- You’re stunned. Noctis… liked you? 
- He finally looks at you, unnerved by your silence
- Damn, have I really over stepped the mark this time?
- “Noct… you like me?”
- You can see little splashes of red colour his cheeks as he answers.
- “Y-yeah I do… is that okay?”


- Prompto would be heading towards the tent one night, after you had disappeared for a while. He was starting to get worried as to where you were!
- As he gets closer to the tent, he can hear your voice… He doesn’t want to intrude if you were on the phone. Though, it didn’t seem like you were…
- He listens for a bit. He knows he shouldn’t, but he just can’t help it. There was just something in the tone of your voice that made him stay, a little twinge of something like… sadness?
- “I’m not like Cindy, or Aranea, I’m just…not.”
- They are definitely talking to themselves. He realised.
- And then you said it. 
- “But really… me? Who could ever like someone like me?”
- It’s almost like you could hear Prompto’s heart crack.
- No. No no no no.
- He recognises the pain in your voice, he understands the self-doubt, he knows it all too well.
- Before he could stop himself or even think about what he was doing, he’d push open the tent flap and take you in his arms.
- There are tears pooling in his own eyes.
- “You should never, never have to feel that way. Not you. Not someone like you.”
- It’s hard to hear him as his voice is muffled, his face buried in your neck. His grip is tight, and he can’t even think about how forward this might be because he just has to make sure you know you’re loved.
- “I like you, I like you, I like you.” He can’t say it enough.
- His words warm your heart.
- You both sit like that for a while, just holding each other until the tears stop. 
- He pulls away, and gently whispers; “It’s you. It has been for a while now. I really like you.”
- You can hardly believe your ears. 
- Still holding you, he looks you in your eyes still wet with tears, now smiling a little sheepishly.
- “So… what do you say?”


- Prompto would be chatting away about Cindy, as usual, and you would roll your eyes.
- “Tch, she’s pretty lucky.” 
- Gladio would hear your mumbling, and fall behind the other three to walk with you instead. 
- “Hey, what’s that?” He’d ask, friendly as always.
- “Well, it’s lucky Cindy has someone to feel that way about her.”
- Gladio would raise his eyebrows in surprise and a little in doubt as well.
- “I’m not so sure she sees it that way.”
- “I guess, but at least she knows she’s wanted.”
- By now the other three guys are just a blip in the distance, walking back to the regalia.
- “What do you mean by that?”
- “Well, just that I’d love to be in her shoes. It’s not like anyone will ever feel that way about me.”
- Did they really just say that?
- Suddenly his strong arm juts out in front of you, preventing you from walking any further.
- You look at Gladio in shock, to see that his jaw looks clenched and he looks kind of… angry.
- “Gladio…?”
- “Is that what you truly think?”
- You nod, unable to do more and he finally looks at you.
- “Then, you don’t realise how crazy I am about you.”
- Your heart skips a beat at his words.
- “H-huh?”
- He retracts his arm now, standing up to face you.
- “Why else do you think I always let you fall asleep on me in the car? Because I love the way you feel in my arms. Or when I always ask you for help setting up camp, it’s because I really enjoy your company.”
- He would stand in front of you now, the familiar smile you know and love back.
- “Honestly, these past few weeks you’ve been driving me crazy, and then you say no one would feel like that about you?”
- He shook his head, his shaggy hair falling into his eyes.
- “Well, I’m telling you now, I do. You don’t have to like it, I’ll understand if you don’t and I’ll speak no more of it. I promise.”
- He tilts his head, fully smiling now at your astounded expression.
- “Well… are you alright with that?”


- Ignis had noticed you’ve been seeming down lately, choosing to sit in the tent early or sitting in the back of the car in your own world.
- It really starts to concern him, he can’t fathom why you’re feeling this way.
- One night he brings you your food to the tent, seeing if you’re okay.
- You thank him a little despondently, so he sits down next to you and asks if you want to share what has been bothering you.
- Looking into those kind green eyes it’s hard not to start talking about what’s wrong. You knew Iggy was a great listener. 
- So you opened up a little to him.
- “I’ve been watching the others get closer to people lately, Prompto with Cindy, Noctis with Luna for example…”
- “What about it is bothering you?”
- “I don’t know. I guess it just sucks being on your own.”
- “Come now, you’ll meet someone who is just right for yourself.”
- He knows it’s true, even if it’s not with him. Though that thought hurts him more than he’d care to admit.
- You throw Iggy an incredulous look.
- “What? It’s true. You’ll find someone you really like.”
- Oh if only he knew.
- “That’s not the problem. The problem is them liking me. I mean, who the hell would fall for someone like me?”
- Suddenly Iggy’s eyes tighten, and he re-adjusts his glasses.
- He seems… annoyed?
- “Please, do not put yourself down like that. You’re a wonderful person.”
- Huuuuge eyeroll from you.
- “Uh huh, sure.”
- Here comes the generic ‘you’ll get there eventually’ chat.
- “I mean it.”
- “Really?”
- He’s persistent.
- “Yes, you’re funny, gorgeous, intelligent… anyone would be lucky to call you their partner.”
- Well… that you weren’t expecting.
- The fidgeting with his glasses is progressively getting worse, which is unlike Iggy.
- “Why are you saying all of this…?”
- “Because I…” He has to take a deep breath here!
- “I see you that way. And would definitely feel lucky to call you mine.”
- Your heart stops, you can’t believe what you just heard. And he’s looking up at you through those lovely long lashes, and you know he’s being serious.
- Oh my.
- “Iggy…?”
- “I’m sorry if this seems sudden, but please… I have to know how you feel about me.” His green eyes are gazing at yours.
- Oh my.

Why do atheists feel the need to constantly shit on religion the moment they meet a person who even slightly engages in it? Like bro, I get it, you don’t believe but it literally costs $0.00 to not tell me about how you think the Torah is stupid and barbaric and all religion is inherently bad.

Dorm Mates AU
  • Harry and Ron were SUPPOSED to be roommates but Ron fucked up and forgot to request him
  • On move in day Harry bumps into this asshole who’s bitching about someone touching his “imported scarves”
  • Harry doesn’t have a lot to unpack so he’s already set up when that same asshole barges into the room. He doesn’t even notice Harry as he orders the poor volunteers around, telling them how to set up and “that doesn’t go THERE what are you, an animal???”
  • When the storm clears Harry just stands there blinking as Draco finally notices him. He offers him his hand to shake with his signature “Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. And you are…?”
  • Harry reluctantly takes it. “… Harry Potter”
  • Throughout the school year they’re very short with each other, usually hanging out with other groups. They still respect each others rules and lifestyles within the dorm, but rarely ever talk.
  • One night, late into the year, Draco comes in shit faced drunk while Harry is studying.
  • He starts crawling all over Harry on the bed and ends up laying in his lap talking about how everyone wants to be friends with him because of his father and how sometimes he doesn’t even like the people he hangs out with and stuff like that
  • After his long rant they just kinda sit there and suddenly Draco looks up like “You’re really hot you know that? Like suuuper hot. That’s why all those girls are after you. But you’re so stupid you don’t even realize it. Honestly.”
  • He kinda goes on about how hot Harry is and how sometimes he wants to make out with his stupid face and how the way his expressions are on a day to day basis is practically killing him but then Draco starts falling asleep mid-rant and just passes out on Harry’s lap.
  • Harry just sits there in stunned silence before sliding out from under Draco and going to Rons to spend the night
  • Draco wakes up feeling horrible and he doesn’t remember a lot from the night before. When he sees he’s on Harry’s bed and Harry is gone he starts panicking like “fuck fuck FUCK what did I do??”
  • Later that night Harry comes back and they exchange awkward “heys” before Draco gets all formal saying he’s sorry if he said anything out of term or caused any trouble
  • Harry just laughs like “you’re fine its cute the way you act when you’re drunk”
  • Draco is internally screaming at "cute” but he’s like “nevertheless I should not have imposed you-”
  • Harry interrupts him like “dude enough you don’t have to act so up tight with me I’m not gonna judge you”
  • And after a bunch of back and forth they’re suddenly criss crossed on the floor talking about their stupid aunt and uncle or how strict their houses are and they’re up talking until 2AM and somehow Draco ends up in Harry’s lap again ranting away and Harry is playing with his hair, only stopping when he agrees with something (“RIGHT?? How stupid is that???”)
  • There’s a small pause as they catch their breath and wind down a bit
  • Draco closes his eyes while Harry combs through his bangs before asking “So last night I just ranted about my friends at you?”
  • Harry chuckled and makes a mysterious comment like “among other things”
  • “Like what?” Draco is sweating now oh god what did I say to this beautiful boy
  • “Apparently I’m hot and I don’t even realize it”
  • Draco’s hands are on his face because he’s beet fucking red and Harry is laughing trying to pry them away
  • “don’t worry, don’t worry! I thought it was cute-” “don’t make fun of me!” “I’m not! Really! It was adorable! To be honest, I think everything you do is adorable” “OOHMYGOD PLEASE STOP”
  • and they both act like total fucking dorks until Harry manages to get Draco’s hands out of his face and plants a weird upside down kiss on his lips
  • Harry half-expects him to get embarrassed, but after a beat Draco’s pulling Harry back down with messy kisses and reposition’s himself so he’s straddling Harry’s lap
  • They’re wrapped around each other, Draco holding himself up so he can curve Harry’s head back and force his mouth open
  • Harry’s clawing at his back, about to slide his hands down to grab Draco’s hips when there’s a loud knock on the door (“are you fucking kidding me” goes through both their minds)
  • Ron’s coming from a party, drunk, trying to get Harry to go with him. Harry just takes Ron back to his dorm instead.
  • He expects Draco to be asleep when he gets back, which he is.
  • But on Harry’s bed.
  • Deliberately leaving space for Harry.
  • For the rest of the year they switch off on cuddling and making out with each other on different beds. Ron finds out at the end of the year and is more upset about how he could have half-dormed with them since they had an extra bed than the fact they were secretly dating all that time.

I think I’m in love with muggle AU’s of drarry. Also, make out scenes are my life. Fight me.

the usual message of how you don’t need to label yourself is a great concept that i’m sure lots of people need to hear, but honestly it doesn’t work for everyone…

so here’s to the people like me, the ones who need a label. here’s to those who get anxiety if they’re unsure for too long. here’s to everyone who craves the stability and community of a label, and might feel lonely or anxious or invalid if they don’t have that. you might feel irrational because of all these people telling you not to worry about it, but please don’t ever feel stupid or crazy for needing to accurately define yourself. i hope you find certainty and stability in your identity soon.

anonymous asked:

This will sound very stupid. I see a lot of people on Tumblr who has OCs and they're pretty cool. All of them are artists and draw then there's a little text that explains about how they are. Now I can't draw and I don't write. But I really wanna make an OC but I feel like it's easier to draw them first and then write the characters story. How do you write/draw your OCs? How hard is it? U think I should just go for it and write whatever? Honestly I'm not really sure what I'm even asking here.

It’s not stupid, don’t worry! I think everyone has their own way of creating characters; some like me start with a drawing and then come up with everything else, because appearances usually really inspire for a story; some has a clear story in their mind, but haven’t yet figured the appearance. I know people who only have description in their head, but search for artists and writers to help embody their character.

Whenever I draw someone random it’s always quite easy for me to find out what they do and how they are. Since it’s YOUR characters, you can go with it however you like! Even a messy not quite there doodle can help a lot, or a crappy no beta test writing.  Definitely go for it!! Don’t stress too much, creating OCs should be fun and stressless experience. They don’t even have to go with a full figured story! 

Me: Honestly, I love being single, I can learn about myself and-

Libra: Stupid. How can you say that? When you can have someone you can grow with, like, that’s awesome. I love love, I breathe love. I’ve read Romeo and Juliet 10 times. When it was assigned to me in class, I didn’t need to be told to read it. Why? Because I love love. I can’t wait to find my Romeo/Juliet, where is thee, whilst my heart holds thorns of tragedy. Mercutio sounds cute too tho. But that’s because I love love. I’d die for love, but if you die for me that’s not my problem.


content: After hearing some suspicious noises coming out of Dean’s bedroom the night before, Sam decides to confront his brother.

word count: 2,088

“Dean, we need to talk.”

Sam’s voice sounds very serious while he leans against the kitchen counter and folds his stupidly long arms in front of his chest, glaring at his older brother with the familiar I-don’t-support-your-life-choices look. He doesn’t even waste his time with a “Good morning” or something similar and that’s always a bad sign.

Dean, however, isn’t really impressed by that. He places the bacon onto the hot pan at a leisurely pace, ignoring Sam completely, until he finally shoots a quick glance over his shoulder.

“And what’s so important at 7 a.m.?”

Sam huffs impatiently. “You know!”

Dean rolls his eyes. “No, I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking.”

Sam fidgets uncomfortably as if he’d rather be somewhere else and doesn’t want to have this discussion at all. And then he starts to gesticulate, flailing his limbs in Dean’s vague direction, and performs a very complicated dance with his eyebrows.

“How about we talk about last night?”

Quite suddenly Dean’s attention is grabbed, but he keeps himself from acting like a deer in the headlights. Instead he clears his throat and asks, a bit croaky, “What do you mean?”

“Well, just look at you!” Sam says, pointing at Dean’s face with an accusatory expression. “There is that stupid grin I’ve seen so many times and I think it’s even worse than ever before. And let’s not even mention that huge hickey on your neck.”

Dean ducks his head and tries forcefully – and highly unsuccessfully – to fight back a blush.


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NCT 127 reaction to overhearing you talking about how cute they are to another member


Anon: If you are still accepting can you do a NCT 127 reaction to their S/O saying they are cute to other member and they overhear please? Sorry if that doesn’t make sense >.

Thank you for requesting! I love this request, but it was kind of hard to come up with loads of different reactions so a couple of these might be a little too similar to one another - sorry!❤️⭐️


Originally posted by neotechs

Standing behind the half-shut door, hand about to push open the door fully, he’d be able to hear your excited voice gushing to Doyoung about how cute he (Taeil) is. Your voice would get higher and you’d squeal a little bit, thrusting your phone into Doyoung’s face to show him a fancam of Taeil at one of their latest performances. “Look! Look, Doyoung! He’s so cute! So, so, so cute…ah look at his little smile!” You’d gasp every time he made eye contact with the camera, smiling fondly at your phone. Taeil wouldn’t be used to being complimented like that so genuinely and sincerely; it’d make him blush hearing your sweet words and pure excitement over him. Being too shy to tell you he had overheard you earlier, he’d still act a little bit different afterwards; although he had wanted to say thank you, he was too embarrassed to admit his eavesdropping, so would just be very affectionate and sweet toward you for the rest of the day. You wouldn’t think much of his oddly-mushy behaviour, but you would think he was even more adorable than before, and definitely wouldn’t turn his skinship down and taeil would probably never tell you or another member this lols


Originally posted by coup-de-chance

Johnny would try to be sneaky and eavesdrop without you releasing - but that would just totally backfire on him. He had hoped that he’d be able to use your cute fangirling and gushing comments about him, against you in the future as a joke. But obviously, being the klutz he is, would’ve accidentally exposed himself. Leaning heavily against the door, he’d press his ear against it, trying to hear whatever you were telling Jaehyun about him, but his weight would only cause the door to fly open, Johnny suddenly falling forwards and onto the floor in front of you two. You’d immediately know what he was trying to do, the second the door flew open and revealed Johnny, and you’d turn to Jaehyun, the pair of you bursting into laughter. It’d be funny to see Johnny there, on his front with his limbs spread out, not to mention the intense, pink blush on his cheeks. Basically, it turns out the joke was on him. He’d be so embarrassed and mad at himself for not being more careful, but you’d just find him even more adorable, especially blushing like that; Johnny blushing would be a rare occurrence. Pinching his cheeks and ruffling his hair, you’d coo at your boyfriend, turning your head over your shoulder to a very cringed-out Jaehyun, and saying, “see what I mean? So cute!” Johnny’s obviously is going to hate you for this after lmao


Originally posted by neotechs

when i talk about tae squealing, this ^^^ is what i mean lol

Totally the type to squeal silently and flap his arms about with excitement. In your relationship, Taeyong would honestly just be in awe of you; he’d look at you with such fondness, show you so much affection and compliment you non-stop. However, you’d be quite shy about complimenting him back; he’d already have so many people tell him how cute or cool he looked, you’d just feel as if your words wouldn’t be that special to him; but, really, just one of your compliments could make his entire month, over a load from strangers. So, overhearing you babbling about him to Johnny, would melt his heart. He’d get all soft and fluffy, clasping his hands with excitement, and have to bound off to his bedroom to cool off and collect himself. Afterwards, he’d be shy around you, maybe showing you a little bit more affection than he usually gives you. It’d be more “chivalrous” and traditional affection, like kissing your hand or just being more polite and helpful around you. You’d have no clue why he was acting like this, not that you’d mind, until you complimented him again, this time to his face, and he started to squeal and waddle about with excitement, flapping his hands about again and thanking you for your words. 


Originally posted by yutaf

Yuta’s reaction would probably the most dramatic idk if that’s actually the right word but idk what else is lols out of all the members. Honestly, I don’t think he’d really want to be called cute, especially not by you; he just wouldn’t understand how he could possibly be cute or how anyone could see it in him. As you were sitting there on the sofa, showing WinWin some photos of you had taken of Yuta asleep, Yuta would overhear you gushing and fangirling over him, WinWin probably agreeing that he looks cute too lmFao yuwin sets sail. Smirking, he’d casually stride in, interrupting you mid-sentence as he heaves himself down beside you, an arm snaking round your shoulders. You and Sicheng would just gawp at him, just a bit embarrassed about being caught talking about him. “So”, Yuta would start. “I thought I was sexy? Not cute, hmm?” Your eyes would widen, remembering that you had only just called him that the other night aye aye ;))) if u know what i mean. WinWin would awkwardly excuse himself from the room, only just realising what Yuta meant by his words. Watching his member leave the room quietly, Yuta would quickly turn back to look at you, raising an eyebrow waiting for you to reply. Just as you start to open your mouth to stutter reply, Yuta would push you back onto the sofa, hovering your body with his, and automatically, attaching his lips to your neck. You’d gasp, surprised at his sudden action and at his hand that had slipped under your shirt to touch your skin if u want a better description on how he’d kiss u read this. Kissing your neck, jaw and lips attentively, Yuta would ask you between kisses, quiet pants for you, “still cute?” no yuta no stop it we get the memo


Originally posted by dimplesjae

Doyoung would honestly be shocked to hear you call him “cute and honestly, the best looking man on earth”, along with some other adorable compliments, to Mark. Your relationship would be quite playful and sarcastic; sure, you’d compliment one another but it’d always be about something stupid like “oh my god, Doyoung! You have such beautiful ears!” or “my favourite thing about you, Y/N? Your elbows, babe.” It’d rarely be about how cute or how good looking he is even though gdi he really is he’s so beautiful omg. Neither of you would mind not taking it seriously; skin ship and other ways of showing affection could make up for all those unsaid, sweet compliments. Not sure what to do or say, Doyoung would find himself smiling gratefully, blushing slightly and pressing his hands to his cheeks to cool himself down it. He’d push open the door, you stopping your little fangirl moment about him to Mark and smiling at your boyfriend, blissfully unaware that he had overheard. Acting like normal, smiling and greeting you, he’d sit beside you, jointing the conversation and occasionally slipping in the odd compliment towards you. You’d be a bit shook shocked at his words (just as he was) and would end up asking why he was so happy and sweet all of the sudden. He’d shrug his shoulders innocently, giggling at how you still hadn’t realised. From then on, compliments like that would become more common. 


Originally posted by mintokkies

You’d probably never know that Jaehyun had overheard you, and to be frankly honest, you were thankful. You’d be in full-fangirl mode, squealing over Jaehyun’s fancams and jabbering on non-stop, as Yuta occasionally looked up from his phone beside you to give you a dirty look. Jaehyun, hearing your squeals and loud talking, would think that something had happened to you and would genuinely run to the room where you were to check up on you. Of course, the closer he got, the clearer your voice became and he quickly realised that it was just you fanning over him. He’d refrain from entering the room, probably leaning against the wall to hear more of your sweet comments. He’d have this small smile on his face, his heart warmed by your compliments and excitement. No one would ever find out about him overhearing, probably the reason why you never got to the root of why he suddenly became clingy with you the next day.


Originally posted by softlyqentle

Sicheng would probably be with another member at the time probably Yuta too gdi. Honestly? He wouldn’t hear you compliment him; your voice would be so quiet and his mind would wander off and think about other things very easily. He’d suddenly feel someone punching his arm excitedly and after flinching slightly, he’d questioningly watch Yuta get excited for him. Giving him a high five and being very proud of him, WinWin would have genuinely not heard you so would be confused as to why Yuta was doing this. Then again, WinWin probably wouldn’t bother asking what’s up and wouldn’t bring it up again. No doubt Yuta would get aggravated by this, completely missing the point so would bring it up later when you were around. You’d confidently confirm that you had told Haechan that about him. Feeling a little slow and dumb basically, he’d apologise and would start blushing and smiling cutely, being very affectionate with you.


Originally posted by nctaezen

Mark, although he probably tries to kid himself that he’s “cool” and “hip”, would still manage to embarrass himself and blow his over in these kinds of situations. At first, he’d be doing a good job at listening in on your conversation with Taeyong; perched on his feet lightly, barely pressing his body to the door but just enough so he could hear your voice - he’d actually succeed in being quiet and secretive. But, it wouldn’t last for long. Upon hearing your compliments about his “cuteness”, Mark’s heart would start to race, just like a kid does with his school crush, just like the early month of your relationship. His Canadian politeness would kick in instinctively and he’d open his mouth, uttering an enthusiastic “thank you”. Bearing in mind, he’d still be behind the partially shut door, you and Taeyong sitting, what you originally had thought as, privately. Taeyong would laugh, expecting this kind of thing to happen to Mark anyway and immediately releasing what he was doing. You and Mark would both be incredibly shy and nervous around each other that, both of you stuttering an apology to one another (which would be graciously rejected), blushing furiously and basically contemplating your life decisions lmfao.


Originally posted by neotechs

Would probably be the most excited and flustered out of all the members. He wouldn’t dare to walk in and thank you, after hearing your sweet compliments about him to Taeil.  Although he would’ve loved to, his blushing cheeks and wide grin would just immediately give away that “cool guy” image he always tried note the word tried to upkeep around you. Instead as if this idea is any fucking better lmao, he’d literally skip throughout the dorms until he found another one of the members to tell them about you. He’d end up gushing to the oldest members, Taeil, Johnny, Taeyong and Yuta, feeling quite smug and proud of him selves that he had had that effect over you although really he’d prefer if you called him handsome but you probably call him that all the time anyway. Rolling their eyes and smirking as they enjoyed the show a flustered and flapping-hands Haechan was putting on for them, they’d actually refrain from telling you about his antics and wild reaction. Only if he kept talking about it and wouldn’t drop it ever, would they threaten him with it. He’d automatically turn shy, begging them not to tell you because he was embarrassed. In the end, they probably would, and you’d find it even more adorable, probably pinching his cheeks and cooing at him the next time you see him.

The signs as friends
  • Aries: will scream at you 23/8, tells you jokes and shows you funny pictures, definitely the person to havve a movie marathon with
  • Taurus: embarrasses you in public, doesnt answer texts, shares their food, always here for you
  • Gemini: send you weird texts at 1am, feeds you with unnecessary science facts, takes funny pictures of you, never listens
  • Cancer: tells you funny stories, gives huge teddy bears as a gift, listens to your favourite music with you
  • Leo: literally makes fun of you and bullies you 24/7, shares their clothes with you, texts you first, late everywhere
  • Virgo: might take hotos of you while you're not looking, most likely will buy you a dog at some point, that friend you can be with for hours without even talking
  • Libra: recommends you music, gives you lame nicknames, tells you pick-up lines and flirts with you, always makes you happy honestly
  • Scorpio: fights your enemies, points out every stupid thing you do and then reminds you for another 25 years
  • Sagittarius: will tell you if you have something on your teeth, always up for an unexpected adventure, will share everything with you
  • Capricorn: will help you with literally anything, asks you about you interests, will always remind you how beautiful ou are
  • Aquarius: most likely won' hang out with you, doesn't answer texts, asks you about your day, 1am adventures
  • Pisces: bth loving mom and the person you want to kill, sends you funny pictures, organizes amazing trips, borrows you things and doesn't want them back

not to be a hipster but homestuck was better when there wasnt any welovefine and hot topic and kickstarter. when it was just a man and his computer, and a couple great collaborators, and your ass was keeping a sharp eye on the minuscule god tier hoodie restocks to snag one before they inevitably sold out again. I miss homestuck before hussie took year long breaks and i miss topatoco and i miss the homestuck store and i hate sifting through 8 miles of fanart disproportionately slapped on t-shirts for actual merch that doesnt bring me the same sense of excitement that it used to. it only brings resentment that if i buy something welovefine is going to enter me in a giveaway for squiggle lines drawn by hussie. which is not that funny? that would have probably made me laugh in 2012. but the thing is that you can shit on your fandom all you want when you’re providing good quality content. youre an aloof, eccentric creator. but when we’re all waiting on a game we backed years ago and was promised years ago and was promised for REALSIES months ago, when you’ve cut off all interaction on twitter, destroyed your own forums, and left the one tech guy in charge of repairing the forum to be the SOLE SPOKESPERSON for the state of your company, im not??? going to laugh when you’re like “hey guys enter a contest to win squiggly lines drawn by me!!” 

especially when the incentive to obtain more entries for that “””GRAND PRIZE””” is to buy things from welovefine, to link as many social media accounts as you can, to beg your friends to do the same, to make daily homestuck posts on instagram and then let their system confirm it like a goddamn receipt so it can spit out more entries for your stupid squiggle lines. is it so much work to offer a genuine commission? it’s all so cynical and commercialized which is??? honestly kinda shitty considering how much homestuck riffs on that culture??? 

and at the end of it all homestuck social media (what’s left of it anyway lol) has the nerve to constantly be like “we’re all still stuck here forever guys, right guys? right? right? ….right?” while we all kind of stare at them like a dad trying to use a meme, a meme he fucking CREATED and somehow destroyed. 

Homestuck is truly the ultimate tragedy, the epitome of a great rise and a greater fall, but I’m still waiting on my catharsis and my copy of fucking Hiveswap.


its 3 am

“Guys like us are cool in college–”

“But we’re not in college…”

not actually knowing what’s happening in the musical but just rolling with it 👌

edit; i think i just realized the ‘r’ on michael’s headphones are supposed to label which is the right and left one i’m,,,,so stupid,,,,,,
edit 2; i fixed it let’s just not acknowledge that happened

love/hate sentence starters

feel free to change pronouns as needed.

  • “ I can’t tell if I hate you or if I like you. It’s infuriating. “
  • “ I hate you so much. “
  • “ I don’t know whether to kiss you or slap you. “
  • “ Go to hell. “
  • “ You’re such an adorable jerk! “ 
  • “ Truth is… I never really hated you. “
  • “ Truth is… I never really loved you. “
  • “ Why did I ever love you? “
  • “ Why did I ever hate you? “
  • “ I hate them, I hate their stupid sarcasm, I hate their stupid adorable face, I hate how I mess up my words every time I’m around them- “
  • “ Honestly? You’re not as bad as I thought you were. “
  • “ You make me sick. “
  • “ Do you really hate me that much? “
  • “ Tell anyone and I’ll kill you, but… I sorta really care about them. “ 
  • “ I was such an asshole… You should hate me. “ 
  • “ I know I should, but I really don’t hate you. “
  • “ Did you ever really care about me? “
  • “ Of course I care about you, you asshole! “
  • “ I love you. “
  • “ I hate you. “
  • “ I don’t know how to feel about you anymore. “
  • “ What the hell are you talking about? “
  • “ You’re a terrible person. I don’t know why I still stick around. “
  • “ I’m sorry for all those things I said about you. They weren’t true. “
  • “ I never meant to hurt your feelings. “
  • “ It’s too late for an apology, asshole. “
  • “ It’s okay. I’d hate me, too. “
  • “ You should leave. “
  • “ Please, stay. “
  • listen, this boy is the biggest dork EVER if there were an award for ‘world’s biggest dork’ he’d win it
  • meaning he’d be the silliest boyfriend in the whole entire world
  • but you’d love him for that exact reason
  • seriously you two would be so in love it would be disgusting
  • he would completely change when you two actually start dating he would’ve been so shy when he was crushing on you but after having you say yes to a date with him he’d calm down (mostly)
  • but when you wear his clothes, he’d go back to being that shy little boy again
  • he’d tell you you look so beautiful whilst doing that little smile he does yOU KNOW THE ONE
  • he’d always candid shots of you and some of them would actually be really nice
  • but other ones would be ones of you eating with food all over your face
  • you’d get him back though by screenshotting all his ugly snapchats
  • you’d be each others lockscreens
  • but it wouldn’t be a nice aesthetic photo, it’d be one of those stupid photos he took of you
  • your text conversations can be one of four things: memes, cheesiness, stupid deep conversations or you complaining to him about something he did
  • the meme conversations would be you spamming him with memes of himself and he’d haTE IT (well he’d pretend to but he lowkey saves them in an album)
  • the cheesiness ones are obvious, him getting emotional at 4 in the morning and texting you about how much he adores you and loves you and never wants to lose you
  • you, of course, respond 'you woke me up for this?’
  • the stupid deep conversations would be the same thing, hansol texting you at 4 in the morning about aliens or some new conspiracy theory he read about later in the day
  • you actually don’t mind these texts because you’re both dorks who like to research and talk about conspiracy theories
  • the complaining ones would be when the tables turn and you text him at 4 in the morning asking him why he ate all your snacks
  • 'hansol you were only here for 5 minutes yet my pantry is empty’
  • 'honestly i dont know how i did it either i kinda blacked out and next thing i know all the food is gone’
  • he’d get upset when you say 'ily’ or 'love u’ instead of 'i love you’
  • you’d touch his butt all the time and he’d get so flustered the cutie
  • he’d touch your butt back and giggle
  • arcade dates!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • cuddly movie marathon wrapped in blankets dates!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • staying in bed all morning snuggling and smooching!!!!!!!
  • as soon as he finds a new song he’d send it to you
  • and every single lovey dovey romance song he finds, he says it reminds him of you and that its “our song”
  • keep in mind he finds about 10 every day that are 'our song’
  • and every time, you remind him that you have about 200 'our songs’ already
  • you love it a lot though because some of the songs are so sweet and basically say how in love with you he is, you won’t admit this or show it though
  • he’d be really bad at trying to be upset with you because he’d just do something silly like throw a blanket over you
  • you’d purposely annoy him even though he doesn’t get annoyed
  • but then when he does it to you you get so annoyed
  • when you’re not together you’d facetime for hours and hours
  • you’d end up falling asleep on facetime together every time no matter what
  • you’d basically just be best friends who are completely inseperable and everyone around you hates it because you’re so cute


Montgomery x Reader

Request- “Monty and Alex fight but the reader steps in.” (I changed up the whole car hit thing, it just made more sense to me.)

Getting to school early was a blessing for you. It gave you the opportunity to get in a hot cup of coffee, and time to collect your thoughts away from people. Usually people started to filter in at around the same time as each other, noisy and distracting, and pulling you back down to reality.

Today, someone was really bothering you. Or rather, it sounded like a group- a rather large group. Heck, maybe it was a mob?
Unable to continue on in your little bubble, you decided to go out and check what all the ruckus was about. As you started out of the large double doors, the visual was majorly blocked by crowds of people surrounding and jeering at whatever was going on. You used you elbows and the occasional sharp fingernail to push your way to the front of the crowds, earning a few “Oi!”’s from the clump. Pushing past the last people, you could make out a figure on the floor, bloodied and angry. A figure which turned out to be Alex Standall. Towering above him was Montgomery De La Cruz, barely a scratch on him except from his crimson fists.

The sight made you mad. More than mad. It made you fucking furious. Although you’d never had the displeasure of knowing either boy very well, it was obvious that Monty was far larger and far more powerful than Alex, and that this fight was just plain unfair. Monty was a jock, Alex was in band. You and Alex had Maths together, and sometimes he helped you out, so you thought he seemed a nice enough guy. Monty however, was in your Chemistry, and you’d been partners a few times. You’d always found him attractive, and if you were completely honest with yourself, had a little crush on him, but knew when it came down to it he was a lads lad. On the odd occasion, the gentle, caring Monty would show his face, but not too long before the facade was forced back up.

Before you even knew what you were doing, your feet were carrying you into the middle of the fight. You were shaking slightly from anger, you hated violence more than anything, and these boys were going to know about it.

“MONTY!” You shouted as you stepped between him and Alex. He faltered, pulling his fist back from its previous punching position.

“Y/N? What is it?” His face had softened ever so slightly. You looked pointedly at Alex, perched up on his elbows and breathing heavily, and then back to Montgomery.

“What the hell do you think?” You laughed slightly.

“He nearly ran me over!” He was angry, but there was no where near as much heat in his tone as previously. You looked back at Alex.

“It’s true.” He coughed.

“Well obviously that was dumb. Doesn’t mean you gotta beat him to a pulp.” You accused, crossing your arms. You weren’t shy, per-se, but it was uncommon that your school peers would see this side of you. You squinted your eyes- neither of you breaking eye contact from the other.

“I got angry.” He was blunt, but no longer mad. His fists had un-balled.

“You think I just punch up some guy when I get mad?” You chuckled again. “If so I’d be punching you up right now De La Cruz.”

The crowd began to dissipate, to make way for Mr Porter. Shit. This wasn’t going to be good.

“De La Cruz. Standall. What are you doing?” He boomed. “And L/N, this is very unlike you.”

“I was stopping them, sir.” You explained.

“If I recall hearing correctly, you were just threatening to hit Montgomery.” He crossed his arms. You sighed. Why did you even bother.

“No sir-”

“All of you to my office please.”

Great. This day was just getting worse.
Porter gave the three of you detention, but was sure to keep Monty and Alex separated- just in case. Alex was put by himself, while you got stuck with Monty.

“I know it’s stupid, but I feel like I should explain myself.” Monty started. You exhaled.

“Honestly, don’t worry, I’m sorry I got so pissy. I shouldn’t have got involved.” You revealed.

“I’m glad you did, Y/N. If you hadn’t been there, i don’t know how far I would’ve taken it.” He avoided eye contact, contrastingly to the previous day.

“Mr Porter still would have turned up, I didn’t do anything, really.”

“You did, Y/N. Mr Porter wouldn’t have helped me calm down. You did, for some reason.” Monty seemed smaller then, less intimidating.

“I’m glad, I guess…” you trailed off, not quite sure how to react. Monty turned his seat so that he was facing you, and his knees were nearly touching your seat. He hummed to himself quietly.

“You’re really something.” He seemed as though he was searching for something in your eyes, studying you, purveying you. You blushed, feeling as though he was undressing you. Not in a sexual way, but pulling away all the layers of your personality. You saw through him.

“Monty, I’m not just your next conquest.” You rolled your eyes, facing forward to the chalkboard. He seemed taken aback, and scooted his chair closer to yours.

“No, Y/N! I wasn’t- I mean-” something switched on him and his tone became low and angered again,
“You really think I’m that type of guy, huh?”

“I know you are! You, Justin, Bryce, Zach, your whole damn group is the same. I see you around De La Cruz, I know what you’re like.” You took a breather, but not leaving long enough for Monty to butt in. You turned toward him, your knees were touching.

“If you’re not like that then what the hell happened with Stephanie Parker? She broke her own heart?” You laughed bitterly.

“No you’re getting this all wrong. Maybe…I’m not the best guy. I’ve made a hell of a load of mistakes. But I’m genuine. I’m honest. I tell people what they’re getting into - Stephanie was fully aware of what was happening, she just didn’t realised how much it would affect her.” He was less angry, more pleading.

“I don’t know why it matters to you, anyway. What I think of you. You can get any girl to believe your sweet nothings, why are you bothering with me.” Your face was close to his. He chuckled, revealing an unfathomable smile. It was one of the most beautiful things you’d ever seen. Not to mention adorable. It could light up a whole football stadium.

“You’re really quite clueless, aren’t you L/N?” He drew a light circle on your knee.
Your eyebrows remained furrowed.
“The truth is. I’ve always thought you were very intriguing. Pretty. Smart. And you always helped me out in chemistry.” He was drawing a variety of shapes, now.

“I didn’t realise you paid that much attention.” You scoffed, but the sass from your voice had somewhat left. He bit his lip. He leaned in slowly. He smiled, before softly placing his lips on your own. You had no intention of pushing him away. You’d decided- if this be all you get of Montgomery De La Cruz, then let it be. The kiss was slow, and passionate. You tangled your fingers up into his hair and he chuckled slightly at the sensation. His hands began cupping your face, before moving to your legs and pulling your chair towards him, so that your legs were around him, and finally placing his hands on your waist. He tasted like sweet kiwi, an unexpected flavour.
After exploring each other for what felt like hours, you spilt.

“So,” Monty breathed. “Let me take you out tonight?” He grinned, his hands still around your waist. You scoffed.

“How about tomorrow? I’ve got to make you wait at least a little.” You giggled, smoothing your thumb pad over his cheek.

“I’d expect nothing less of you, Y/N L/N.”

@ y'all who keep trying to slam me for wanting damian to have an accent??

pls stop??? like, i’m just an arab kid who wants to see other arab kids with accents and a lil representation??? idc if it’s “stupid” or “unreasonable” or “completely illogical” that an arab kid has an arab accent but y'all it’s just a simple HEADCANON i came up with on my HEADCANON ACCOUNT :^) to you he might not have an arab accent, but to me i like to imagine that he does and your arguments about how unreasonable i’m being isn’t going to change my mind ;^)