like someone's told him that before

anonymous asked:

Hello, can you do a reaction with I.M, Shownu, Wonho, and Jooheon. Like you guys are co-workers and some older guy in his 30's-40's tries hitting on you or is asking you personal questions. They can tell it's making you uncomfortable and/or are bothering you.

Their reaction to someone 10-15 years older hitting on you

Shownu: Because he is a papa bear, this wouldn’t even have to happen before he stepped up and told the guy to back off. He saw all the signs and stood his ground. “The lady said no, that means no.” Of course, the man kept coming back so Shownu took things into his own hands. “Y/N… I saw that he doesn’t leave you alone, even after I tried to stop him. How about a dinner date?” Things like this make his confidence soar, so he wasn’t to shy to ask you on that date.

Wonho: Hoseok would get so angry, so quick. Even if the guy asked you out or hit on you once, Hoseok would be there in a heart beat. Hoseok being Hoseok, he would try and scare the guy off by saying scary things but he wasn’t scary in the slightest. That’s when Hawkeye Hoseok appeared. Every corner you turned and every time you looked up, all you would see is Hoseoks dark brown eyes watching you. He is silent and protective, always watching and always listening.

Jooheon: This sweet boy would never hurt anyone unless it was hurting someone else. Once he noticed the guy hitting on you, he knew he had to step in. “Please leave her alone. It’s obvious she doesn’t want you and is uncomfortable. Don’t make me call security.” After that, the guy never talked to you again. It’s like your night in shining brown hair had finally come to save you from the other side of the building.

I.M.: He is kind of like Hoseok in the fact that he is silent but not for long. Days would go by and he would see the man walk up to you, hit on you, touch you, and make you feel violated so I.M made a plan. He was constantly by you side all day and when you asked him what he was doing, he said “Protecting you from that creep and because I waned to see if you would like to get KBBQ sometime….”

-A (Gifs don’t want to work…. I hate my Wi-Fi. -_-)

“I knew my husband very well.  We’d been living together for twenty-one years.  So it was obvious that something was going on.  Suddenly he started playing guitar and writing songs.  The songs were OK, but I read some of the lyrics and they clearly weren’t written for me.  He started wearing cologne.  He started liking new foods that he’d never even tried before.  So I was suspicious.  Then one night he came home crying.  I said: ‘What happened?  Did you kill someone?’  He told me that he’d gotten a girl pregnant.  She’d just had the baby and didn’t want to keep it.  Then he asked me if I would raise it!  I said: ‘Sure, give it to me.’  I arranged to meet the woman in the park, and she handed me the boy.  He was only three days old.  He felt like my son the moment I held him.  I got rid of my husband a few months later.  But I kept the baby.  He’s sixteen now.”  

(Lima, Peru)

  • Me: sees queen Elizabeth is trending
  • Me: hasn't had an emergency news alert from the BBC
  • Me: is confused

people talk about how extra anakin and luke are but no one ever mentions how leia:

  • was scheduled for execution when luke and han freed her from her cell and still gave them a shit about it
  • proclaimed her love to a smuggler in front of half the empire before he was frozen in carbonite
  • blinks whenever she shoots; still manages to kill troopers
  • impulsively pursued a trooper on endor, tried to get him to fall from his bike, fell from her bike herself, then waited until said trooper hit a tree so she could faint
  • rescued her lover from jabba and when he couldn’t see her, instead of saying her name, said ‘someone who loves you’
  • told a guy he had an awful smell while suggesting vader is the emperor’s dog, all within one sentence
  • was virtually proclaimed the ewok princess while wearing a brand new dress while her friends were going to be the ewoks’ dinner
  • kissed her own brother in order to make the guy she likes jealous
  • insulted the millennium falcon and her pilot right before they were supposed to save her (on more than one occasion)
  • ignored han as he tried to save her from echo base by bossing people around when they were all supposed to evacuate
  • willingly almost let chewie choke lando
  • yelled ‘IT’S A TRAP!’ dramatically first
  • called han a stuck up half-witted scruffy looking nerf-herder; made out with him 3 days later
  • legit made out with han in front of darth fucking vader

yknow i was talking to someone a week or so ago and he kept using the word “triggered” in reference to LoL/online gaming etc.

now, i’ve had this guy in class before and overall he seems like a pretty good kid so i was equal parts perplexed and irritated by his use of this. i told him he probably shouldn’t be using that word in that context, and he didn’t seem to be getting it and kept arguing back that he was using it correctly. eventually he got to the point where he pulled up the definition of it on urban dictionary and explained why he was using it

“yes,” i said, “that is the way it’s used in the gaming community, but the fact is that it’s a word used for a legitimate thing in psychology and people using it in that way has taken it away from those who need it to describe things that happen wrt, for example, PTSD. now people who are legitimately ‘triggered’ get treated like a joke.”

“oh,” he said. “I had no idea that’s where it came from.” and he more or less backed off after that

and ive been thinking a lot about that recently.

about how if i should just started out with, “hey i’d rather you not use this, and here’s why,” that conversation would have gone a lot smoother than just my flat out insistence and non-explanation of why he shouldn’t

because people grow up using words a certain way, or learn to use them from communities and may not even know how they affect other people around them.

like i definitely could have left the conversation and decided i didn’t want to deal with it, that would have been valid, but i really wanted to figure out why he was using it and see if i could get him to stop rather than immediately deciding he was just a shitty person and a lost cause

it’s usually best to start off a conversation by assuming the person is benevolently ignorant and go from there

I figured out how to stop loving someone you’re not supposed to love anymore. I know it sounds impossible but trust me, we’ve done it before. I told my first love that I’d love him forever, but I don’t anymore. He has a spot in my heart- just like my dog and my best friends and a teacher that changed my life- but I don’t love him anymore because that was a different person who was with him and I’m not her anymore. And one day, we’ll no longer love the people we love now, we just have to wait for ourselves to change again. And we try to speed it up by starting new hobbies, getting haircuts, moving, learning a new language. Anything. Because the sad truth is we know we need to shed part of ourselves to fall out of love. And that sucks but it’s necessary.

Okay, so this one takes some explaining. After I went away to school, my cat would only drink water out of a glass on the kitchen table and only if someone was sitting with him (that’s His Glass in the foreground). He will still only drink out of this glass, although he will drink alone, but if the water is more than like an hour old, he won’t touch it. My mom has decided that it is because someone told him about ‘microbes’ and so ‘microbes’ has become a running gag in our family. 

And then, just today, my dad texted me this picture without context. I have never seen this book before in my life. But there it is. Puck finally found proof of his microbes. 

anonymous asked:

Soulmate AU where your soulmark doesn't only symbolise your soulmate, but also how you'll realise that they are your soulmate. (because unlike the romace novels it isn't always "bond" at first sight, sometimes it takes YEARS to discover what was there all along). Now imagine Stiles so obsessed with his very-much everlasting state of virginity because of his bite mark on his chest and HELLO what else could that mean. (part 2 in the next ask)

Part 2: Or imagine derek trying everything to get rid of his mark, because the bullet shaped mark was the reason his young naive self approached the argents, and KATE, in the first place. And we all know how that went.

The water was cold as it splashed on his face – cold and refreshing – and his hands stayed pressed against his face for a long minute, his eyes closed and a tired sigh leaving him. Slowly, Derek dropped his hands from his face and grabbed the edges of the sink. He hesitated before finally lifting his gaze to the mirror in front of him.

His eyes, blank with a hint of sadness and bags heavy underneath them, found the bullet shaped mark slightly to the left of the center of his chest immediately.

Derek had been five when his mom had sat him down and told him about soulmates and soulmarks for the first time. And because of his soulmark, it had also been when he was told of hunters and how he needed to be careful. More careful than any of his siblings and any of his friends.

He had been five and hadn’t listened. He hadn’t listened when he was thirteen either, nor when he was sixteen and approached the woman he thought he was his soulmate.

It had been years – long and painful years – and he had yet to forgive himself for that. He doubted he ever would,and looking at his soulmark made him feel sick to his stomach.

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13 Reasons Why (Tape 1)

Characters: Dean, sister!reader, Mary, Sam, John

Warnings: mention of death, angst, swearing

Word count: 4139

Summary: Dean listens to the first tape that you left after you died. He learns about the rules he has to follow with them, and who the first cause of your decision was.

A/N: italics are flashbacks to the events before your death

Series: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Dean woke up around 5am on Monday morning. It had been three months since you, his 18 year old sister, had decided to take your own life. Him and Sam never got a note, you were just gone and that was all they knew. They were too late to save you and that bothered him. Every morning since that day he woke up at 5am. He realised there was no going back to sleep so he climbed out of bed and headed to the door. When he opened the door he was surprised to be greeted with a small box in front of his feet. Dean looked left and right and noticed Sam wasn’t around to have just placed the box there. He sighed, picked it up, shut his door and walked back to his bed.

As he opened up the box he was confused as he noticed that all was inside were tapes. Why would someone give him a box of tapes? Dean rummaged through the box on his shelf and found his old tape player that John had given him when he was a kid and wanted to listen to AC/DC. He put the first mysterious tape inside the player and pressed play.

“Hello,” the familiar voice that he hadn’t heard for three months spoke which almost hurt his ears to know that he could hear in tape form. He must have been mistaken… It couldn’t be!

“My name is Y/N Winchester,” your tape continued. “I’m about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended… And if you’re listening to this tape,” The tape paused for a moment and Dean waited in suspense. “You’re one of the reasons why.”

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A/N: Let me know if you like this one! It’s my first little piece of writing and I would really appreciate the feedback! 


The mattress squeaks under duress as you land with a loud thud. You don’t know how you managed to find a room without barging into horny youngsters trying to savour every inch of each other. Thankfully you didn’t, and you were gracious for the moment of peace the silence gave you (even if the bass was slightly pouring through the closed door). It wasn’t normal for you to be drinking so much; you usually were the one taking care of Harry when he had a bit too much to drink. Dealing with drunk Harry was like dealing with an over affectionate boyfriend. There’s lots of sweaty kisses on your cheek, and the occasional “really do love yeh, pet, ever since we met” followed by you stuffing his mouth with bread to ignore the slight swirl you’d feel from his words. And regardless of the amount of alcohol he drank, Harry would practically beg for a cuddle with you. He’d claim it’s because your five foot build fits so perfectly with his, but he knows he wouldn’t get a chance if he was sober, so he uses his slightly intoxicated state to breathe words he’d never say and actions he’d never do.  

“And where is Harry now?” a little voice murmured.

 A tiny jab of irrational jealousy poured through you as you were reminded of his arms wrapped around another girl, who, in your opinion,  had a little less clothing on than most. You watched them together - his eyes taking in her body, reaching forward to whisper something she’d inevitably giggle at. You’d see the way she’d looked at him, like he was some God, born with the body and charisma that would make any girl swoon. You couldn’t blame them of course, his mixture of cocky and confident drew people to him. For you, it was his adorable sense of humour and his pursuit to bring happiness to anyone he cared for. And that allowed you two to become friends. Good friends. Close friends.  Right?

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Please stop the hate for Touka

The amount of hate for Touka in the ship tag is ridiculous, like people straight up wish her to die because her relationship with Kaneki is “unhealthy” and “abusive” or just so that their ships won’t go down. Meanwhile Touka was the one who trained Kaneki when he first became a ghoul, who risked her life to save him from Aogiri, and also the one who decided to wait for him if Kaneki ever returned and built :re as a place he could call home.

She even went so far as saying she would have sex with him if it meant he could have a reason to stay and know that people truly cared about him. Touka is neither insane nor obsessed, she had grown out of her bitter phase towards CCG in TG and become a calm and more understanding person in TG: re who knows what she wants, who wishes for Kaneki to live and is willing to stay by his side no matter what.

And all of that was unhealthy just because she hit Kaneki a few times or kept him waiting for a couple hours while she literally waited for him for 3 years without knowing whether or not he would come back, and even accepted to stay away if Kaneki could live peacefully as Haise? No, it is not.

 I get that you have your freedom of choosing whom to ship, and I don’t hate any of the ships within the fandom, but was it necessary to wish Touka dead while she has repeatedly been shown to be the only possible person Kaneki might have romantic feelings for throughout the series by Ishida himself since day one? Ship all you want, I don’t care, I know how it feels to ship non-canon couples or crack ships, but it does not mean insulting the female character is okay under any circumstances. That just makes shippers become ugly to the fandom. And even if she dies in the future, your ships have almost zero chance of becoming canon because this is not BL nor would it be the right direction of the manga. Ishida never states that Kaneki has romantic feelings for any male characters throughout the series, and suddenly having him fall in love with other female characters is just plain weird. Kaneki is someone who had been through so much that he hardly found romance in anyone anymore, Rize is basically a plot device and the cause for his tragic life, Akira and Amon are canon, Eto is presumably dead and had fucked Kaneki up badly before, Hinami is his little sister, Miza is a Aogiri member that barely interacted with him before Goat, Mutsuki is a bit fucked up in the head and someone he considers a student just as Saiko. Looking at the full picture of TG, Touka is the only woman who was fully established and developed alongside Kaneki as a possible love interest for him and explicitly told Kaneki she liked him that way. I mean, even his Haise personality had a crush on her. I perceive Haise as someone Kaneki would have become had he not been involved in the past tragedies, who actually had time to think about a love life and be happy as a normal person, and that side of him also chose Touka to be a love interest.

Canon evidence and yet people still think Kaneki won’t be happy with Touka by his side. This is the most healthy relationship Kaneki/Haise can possibly have within the messed up world of his already, and there is nothing more I love for Kaneki than to find someone who truly loves him and stays by his side so that he can develop into a more positive and cheerful person. So please, do not spread hate to the ship tag or Ishida just because your ships did not come true.

Ok but consider time

We all know that Lance is homesick and we were shown just how far away they were from Earth at one point. But something that hasn’t been considered is that time is passing differently for them than it is on Earth. A good representation of how this is is in Interstellar, when the main character’s youngest sends him a video, something that she refused to before and only decided to do because it was her birthday. The birthday marking her the same age as her father. Another example of this is if you take a clock and you do one revolution around earth the time on the clock is different than the time on the clocks on Earth that would have previously been running at the same time. I don’t know the exact science so that might not be exact.

So like… I have an idea for an au where Lance’s family is devastated when they find out, and Lance’s 13 year old genderfluid sibling is like ‘I want to go to the Garrison’ and Lance’s parents and everyone else are like 'No, we just lost Lance, why would you want to do that’ and the sibling is like 'Lance’s dream was to make it to space and if he couldn’t get there in his life time then I’m going to do this for him’ so they take up engineering and physics to try to get into the Garrison. They try to get in at age 14 and don’t, but try again at 15 and do. They get an opportunity to be a pilot because someone quit. They have to deal with Iverson and he’s like 'You’re just like your brother, useless, a replacement because someone else isn’t here’ and they realise that this would have fuelled Lance’s anxiety and he never told any of them. They make it their personal mission to be problematic, but also the best in their class. Like, insulting Iverson everyday, becoming 50000000% more petty and salty, and even at one point challenging him to a rap battle. On a separate occasion they somehow manage to barge into a staff meeting to shout that at Iverson that he verbally abused and degraded their brother’s mental health and worsened his anxiety, before presenting a petition signed by the whole student body and some parents to get Iverson fired. Iverson is fired. After a few years the Kerberos mission is being rebooted. At age 19 they are chosen to pilot. They tell their family that they’re finally getting to see space. The team includes Mrs Holt, who had stepped up to engineering again, and another woman. They get to Kerberos, and a few weeks into their mission the Galra resistance group who rescued Matt arrive, to check that the area is still free of the Galran Empire. Mrs Holt is so happy, but also, her son looks the same way he did when she last saw him 8 years ago, though more buff, scarred and tired. The sibling convinces them to let them come with them, and when Matt explains that Mr Holt is still out there Mrs Holt is like 'There is no way that you’re leaving me behind, the communications officer is like 'The government adopted me when I was 12, and they passed me off to the Garrison immediately, two years before they were legally allowed to so I don’t have much back there, I’ll come’. The Galra resistance group meets with the Blade of Marmora to form an alliance. They then meet with Voltron. The meeting is first with Allura, then the paladins of Voltron are introduced, minus Shiro because he’s missing. There are the obvious reunions.

Matt: What the f-
Mrs Holt: Language, Matt.
Matt: Mum, I’m fighting in a war and I was a slave for a year, let me swear.
Pidge: Who are you, you’re not the short beanpole I know.
Matt: As I was saying, MUM, what the heck’s a Pidge.
Pidge: I’m a Pidge. And Mum, you look a lot older than I remember.
Matt: KaTIE THAT’S NOT SOMETHING YOU SAY TO ANYONE.

Lance enters with a mug of coffee or something.

Hunk: Ah, I see you’re holding true to being the 20 minutes late with Starbucks meme.
Lance: Yes, but I woke up lat this morning and I have to uphold my beauty routine so I’m not sore-why is Pidge standing next to a hot Pidge what is happening am I okay.

Lance is barrelled over in a bear hug by his sibling.

Lance: *is confused*
Keith *is alarmed, the subject of his pining isn’t allowed to die*
Everyone else: *also alarmed*
Sibling: How dare you, not tell me or anyone else about Iverson being a dick to you! You were my role model! I came out as genderfluid to you before anyone else! Before I came out to Mama! You watched my debates and you went to everyone on of Freya’s hockey games, and you taught Maria how to use makeup when she was transitioning, and yet you couldn’t tell anyone of us, or even Mum or Mama about that!
Lance: Who-w-How do you know all that who are you?
Sibling: Well, you dense traffic light after that I thought it would have been obvious. I’m *name*
Lance: Um, no, *name* is 13.
Pidge: Lance…I can’t believe I forgot…We studied this…Time passes differently in space…
Lance: So you’re telling me that they’re, that you’re, my sibling? You’re, like, my age, if you aren’t older! How old even are you?
Sibling: I’m 19.
Lance: What the f-
Matt: Language.
Lance: ????
Matt: If I’m not allowed to swear you don’t get you.
Sibling: You know what this means, right? Unless you were some sort of crazy party animal at the Garrison I got to drink before you.
Hunk: 19 is still underage though.
Sibling: In America maybe. But we live in Australia. So. Whenever I went home I got to drink. Because I was also at the Garrison from a program/branch thing in Australia I was bound by Australian rules so I was legally considered an adult and allowed to pilot the second Kerberos mission.
Matt: But more importantly. You think I’m hot? *bats lashes at Lance*
Sibling: Right, how could we forget about that beautiful gem.
Lance: How could you do this? Betrayed by my favourite little-what is is sibling? Sister?
Sibling: Sibling.
Lance: How could I be betrayed by my favourite little sibling?
Sibling: Well first of all, I’m only your favourite until Freya or Maria is in the room and suddenly you’re not allowed to have favourites, and second, you may have been born before me but I’ve lived longer than you so I’m the older sibling now.
Lance: All around me are familiar faces, worn out places-
Allura: We are currently searching for our black paladin, Shiro, which is why we wanted meet with you, aside from solidifying an alliance.
Matt: Wait, you mean Shiro like Takashi Shirogane?
Keith: Yeah. He’s missing and we can’t form Voltron without him.
Matt: You must be Takashi’s emotionally constipated adopted child-I mean adoptive brother. But more importantly, he couldn’t even be here to meet me! My boyfriend’s such a *stares directly at Mrs Holt* goshdarned flake.
Pidge: *Snorts* And what a hecking shame that is! If you being here could have stopped him from going and cheesing disappearing then we wouldn’t be in this dang situation.
Holt siblings: *snorts devolving into cackles*

So that’s my au. There’s more. There’s so much more and I might draw some of it. I’m also considering a name/names for the sibling.

Or, alternatively the time passing differently in space could just be for langst.

anonymous asked:

Hey there! I was just wondering if you can make headcanons with Jesse, Hanzo and Genji, teaching their s/o how to fight using their weapons??? (Bonus: their s/o sucks) Thanks! :3 I LOVE YOUR WORK BTW!!

((A/N - I LOVE that you like my writing. I love writing for you all, you lot are too kind))

McCree

• You’d never fired a gun before

• You really wanted to know what it was like

• Who better to ask than your own cowboy for a boyfriend?

• Jesse would take you to the practice range out of hours

• Would not miss the opportunity to curl around you from behind and use his own body to correct your stance

• Would whisper glowing praise in your ear of how well you are doing

• Makes an astounding amount of innuendoes for handling his ‘weapon’

• All the sweet talk and touching would make you shiver and blush

• Let’s be honest, you’ve never fired any shots before and the first missed the target

• He uses this as an excuse to adjust you. Hands covering yours and torso pressed flush against your back

• McCree loves the intimacy of you trying to handle his Peacekeeper and him trying to help you

• Like he loves the feeling of playing hero and you being his little damsel in distress

• The little noises you make when concentrating are too much for his southern heart

• He would laugh at you after you get frustrated and try to give up and exclaim it’s too big and heavy

• Your boyfriend wouldn’t persist, wanting to take the conversation elsewhere. You didn’t mind at all and happily followed him back to his rooms

Hanzo

• Would be thoroughly surprised when you told him you wanted to learn how to shoot his bow

• You’d never seen someone look concerned and amused at the same time

• Before even touching his bow, Hanzo would make you sit through his training exercises, the only one you actually being able to join in on was meditating

• His eyes soften when you first pick up his weapon and marvel at the beauty and intricacy of the detailing

• You joked to your boyfriend about him secretly being Robin Hood

You made a mental note to teach Hanzo who Robin Hood was after the confused look on his face

• The first arrow you tried to fire flopped down at your feet

• You didn’t expect to hit the bullseye but you thought it would go much further than that

• Hanzo would stand back watching you, instructing you to balance your stance and use muscles you didn’t even knew you had

• This was much more complicated than you had thought

• Your persistance pleased your boyfriend, glad that you weren’t giving up so easily

• Hanzo was proud of you for trying, calling you his ’little blossom flower

• You weakened at the pet name. PDA from the archer was damn near non-existant

• He loved seeing you with something that was so personal to him

• Promised to train you more in the future once he’s worked on your strength training

Genji

• Outright refused when you first asked him

• Thought you were absolutely ridiculous when you insisted, saying that the shurikens were deadly and don’t even get him started on his katana

• Gave in when you showed him your puppy dog eyes and batted your eyelashes

He was a softy at heart and couldn’t say no to you

• Gave you thick leather gloves to wear because he didn’t want you to hurt yourself

• You admired the shurikens, the tiny details that Genji had never really paid attention to

• Was constantly by your side, arms crossed and smirk on his face, telling you to crouch more, put more strength into throwing them

• They ended up hitting the target but not digging in, just falling flat against it and clanging on the ground

• Genji was amused at how much you wanted to try to impress him

• Sure in his younger days people were always trying to obtain his attention, but this was different

• You had accidentally ended up splitting the glove open and cut yourself on the sharp edge of the blade

• Genji of course scolded you for not being more careful, the typical ‘I told you so’

• You shrugged it off, hinting it wouldn’t have happened if it was with his katana

• He still refused, saying you need to take more care with his shurikens before you handled his sword

You got a playful smack around the head for saying you were already a master at handling his 'sword’

Harry Styles - “Confessions”

I completely left this open(and have already planned) for a part two. So… if you would like a part two let me know! Enjoy! And be ready to have your heart broken.

Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six


Harry sat on the edge of his bed in Los Angeles, his head in his hands, as he tried to hold back the tears and will his breathing to stay even and calm. His phone lay beside him, the screen still lit up to show him his recent calls - the last of which had just turned his world upside down. 

He eventually sits up, letting out a large sigh as his large ringed hands push through his short floppy hair, pushing it back from his forehead. His green eyes look across the room where on top of the chest of drawers sat a picture of the person he cared about most in the world. He stared at your smiling face, his own smiling face next to you and that’s when the tears came. He was going to lose you, he knew that he was. 

Just then his phone began to ring beside him. He dreaded it was her, the person who had called a few minutes before him and broke the news but instead he saw your face appear on the screen and that, in that moment, may have been worse. He picks up the phone, staring down at your picture as the phone continues to ring. 

He couldn’t do it, he couldn’t hear your voice, happy and still in love with him, when he now knew what he did. He couldn’t tell you over the phone. He had messed up, he knew that, and he had to say it to your face. After the phone finally stopped ringing he gave a sigh and pulled himself up and off the bed. 

He had things he needed to do in LA, meetings to attend, interviews to be done but he couldn’t. He needed to get to you and tell you as soon as he could so he called Jeff. He couldn’t say it though, he couldn’t tell him exactly the situation, just that he had to go home - and now. 

Once he landed in London the next day, his hands were shaking, his palms were sweaty and his breathing was shallow as he sat in the back of the car headed towards your house. He kept trying to play out and plan his words for this conversation. How would he go about it? Where could he possibly start? He had so many confessions to make and what he was most afraid of was the inevitable - losing you. He also knew he wouldn’t be able to handle that hurt, devastated, and heart-broken face that he was soon going to see before him. 

The idea brought tears to his eyes. He rubbed the back of his hand against his eyes, grinding away the tears harshly. He hated himself, his entire body was full of regret, remorse, and dread knowing that he could never take this back. 

“Hello?” Harry calls a few moments later as he enters your shared home. He knew you were home, it being your day off work and your car was parked out front but he heard nothing. “Love?” He calls out again. 

“Harry?” He finally hears from the kitchen. He couldn’t will himself to move towards your voice. He wanted to run back out the door to never have to face this situation, he wanted to pretend everything was okay. But it just wasn’t. And never would be again. “Harry!” You gasp once you see your tall, tattooed and handsome boyfriend standing in the entryway of the living room. 

“Hey.” He mutters, barely able to get his voice above a low gravel. He clears his throat and puts his bag down at his feet, sliding off his jacket. He was trying to delay this, anything to keep the truth from coming out. 

“What are you doing home? Why haven’t you answered my calls in two days?” You were full of questions but then in that moment you didn’t care. You had missed Harry so much and if he was home - that was all that mattered. So, you cross the room and burrow yourself into his chest. You wrap your arms tight around his torso, taking in that familiar scent of his cologne while his arms wrap around your shoulders. He buries his face in your hair, his eyes closing as the tears began to slide down his cheeks. This was surely the last moment he would hold you in his arms and he wanted it to last as long as possible. “What’s going on?” You question, looking up at him. You gasp when you take in his tears. “Harry, what is it?” Your mind was racing. What possibly could have happened to cause him to act like this? You reach up, brushing your thumbs under his eyes along the tracks his tears were making. 

“I messed up, love.” He finally says, his voice a quiet whisper as he stares down into your eyes. You frown, shaking your head a bit in confusion. 

“What do yo-” 

“I slept with someone.” The words were out before he could over think it. He watched the gears turn in your head as you processed this. As soon as he saw it click, you backed out of his arms, distancing yourself from him just as he knew that you would. “Please, love, i’ was while we were going through tha’ rough patch a few weeks ago. I was angry, you were angry, I didn’ know where we stood-” 

“So you fucked someone else and never told me?!” You interrupt as your blood began to boil. “You came back here acting like it was all okay?! As if nothing ever happened!” You also felt your heart break, a dull ache began in the center of your chest. Harry was the love of your life, the man you were going to spend forever with and yet .. he had hurt you in the way he always vowed he never would. 

“I jus’…” He scratches at the back of his neck, shaking his head a little as he gave a sigh. He looks at the floor, anywhere but at the hurt and angry face before him. He also noted the fact that your eyes, those gorgeous eyes of yours that he loved so much, had begun to well up with tears. “I don’ know how to make up for this bu’ tha’ isn’t all.” He knew he had to say it, he had to get everything out so just maybe, maybe, the two of you could start trying to work it out. 

“What else is there?” You cross your arms over your chest as the tears slide down your cheeks. What else could there be? Had he slept with her again? Was he leaving you for her? Your mind was racing and you weren’t sure you would be able to handle anymore of this. Harry was your life and even with him standing in front of you still you felt it might not be for too much longer and you already felt lost. 

“She called me yesterday mornin’,” He began, his eyes peaking at you through his lashes as he kept his head slightly down. 

“Okay?” You urged but felt that sense of dread begin to creep up in your head as you surely knew what was coming next. Why would you contact the man you slept with weeks before? There was really only two reasons - wanting to get together again or being pregnant. Your blood ran cold at the latter possibility. It couldn’t be that, it just couldn’t. 

“She’s… she’s pregnan’.” The words pained him to say out loud. He hadn’t spoken it since he heard her mumble it through her sobs on the other end of the phone the morning before. He saw your face crumble then. Your eyebrows furrowed together, your eyes swimming with tears, and he saw your breath hitch in your throat. 

“You got another girl pregnant.” It wasn’t a question, it wasn’t accusatory, it was just a statement as you took to trying to process this. Harry was going to be a father, and it wasn’t with you. This just couldn’t possibly be happening. 

“I don’ know what I’m goin’ to do, bu’ what I wan’ first is to try and make things work with you. Please, love…” He trailed off when you shook your head vigorously, the tears now falling freely down your cheeks. 

“You expect me to just forgive you for this?” You give another shake of your head. “Would you forgive me if I got pregnant by another man? If I cheated on you and got knocked up? Would you be willing to move past that?” Harry bit at his lower lip and stared at the carpet under your feet. He knew you were right, he would probably never be able to move past it if you had someone else’s child. 

“You won’ even try? For us? We’ve been together for-”

“I don’t need you to remind me how long we’ve been together, Harry! I don’t need you telling me about the life we’ve started here together because I remember, I know!” You felt your anger begin to flare up. “It was you that seems to have forgotten the life we have together while you were busy fucking someone else!” He cringes at your choice of wording as well as your now raised voice but he knew he deserved it all. You were of course right, after all. 

“Please,” He takes a step towards you, holding his large hands out towards you, his cheeks wet with his still falling tears. He felt a sob building in his chest as he felt this was it, knowing you would most likely never forgive him. “I made a mistake, I will pay for tha’ for the rest of my life but I need you.” His voice dropped off to a whisper. “Don’ give up on me.” It was then that the sob finally fell from his lips and he felt his knees give out. 

“Harry,” You whisper as you watch the man you loved fall to his knees right there in front of you, his face pressing into his hands as large gasping sobs fell from his mouth. You feel a sob of your own and you take a step closer to Harry. You fall to your knees in front of him and bring a hand up to brush through his brown hair. He lifts his head up, his breath catching in his throat as his eyes meet yours. “I don’t think I can ever forgive you.” You watch his face crumble even more as he takes in your words. 

“I’m so sorry.” He whispers and the sobs resume. He then falls into your chest, his cheek burrowing into your t-shirt and his arms wrap tightly around your waist. You support his weight, your arms going around his shoulders, your fingers brushing at the hair on the back of his neck. “I’ll never forgive myself either.” He whispers through his sobs. 

You sat and held Harry, both of you crying and clinging to one another, knowing that this was it, for a good while until finally you pried him off of you and both of you stood up. 

“I think it’s best if you left.” You whisper as the two of you stood awkwardly facing each other. Harry gives a small nod, closing his eyes for a second. His eyes burned, the tears drying his eyes out but he knew he would probably spend the entire night crying. 

“Can I do somethin’, one las’ time?” You frown at him but he then takes a step closer to you and as his hand comes up to rest on your cheek you understood what he wanted. You don’t move as his face dips towards yours. You try not to return the pressure his lips press into yours but you couldn’t help it. As if by reflex you were kissing him back and bowing your body against his as your arms wrap around each other. It was as the kiss intensified and his tongue slid against yours that the reason this was to be your last kiss together reared back into your mind and you pulled away from him, breaking all contact together. 

“I can’t. I can’t do this, Harry.” You mutter, seeing that hurt and aching look in his green eyes as his chest heaved. He had hoped there for a second as he held you close again, your lips melded together perfectly like they always had, that just maybe you could forgive him. “I can’t be with you, I’m just going to picture you with her every time and I just can’t.” 

“I understand.” He gives a nod, hanging his head a bit. He pushes his fingers through his hair and looks back up at you. “I’m so sorry that I hur’ you.” He stares at you for a few seconds before backing towards the door. “I’ll always be jus’ a phone call away. I love you, with every piece of my soul.” You ignore the fresh tears sliding down your cheeks and simply give a nod. You look away from his heartbroken face and look anywhere but at him as he reaches for his bags and then a minute later was gone from the house. 

You fall to your knees right there where you stood and begin to cry into your hands, feeling like a piece of your heart had just walked out that door with Harry. 

Harry meanwhile had gone into the garage and got into his Range Rover but as soon as he was behind the wheel he rested his forehead against the steering while and let the sobs return. They were loud, chest heaving, sobs. Not only had he just lost the love of his life but he also now had to decide what he was going to do about his child on the way. 

Not-So-Bad Bad Boy

pairing: philip hamilton x reader

word count: 3700 (woah)

warnings: swearing, making out

prompt/request: “Can I have a bad boy/fuck boy Philip Hamilton imagine with the prompts 14 43 92 131 and 219? I love your writing so much!!” from @cheyenne-dunn-universe

a/n: this one is a lil’ longer than expected, but i hope you guys like it nonetheless! it got to the point where i was too tired of reading it to check for any errors, though, so if ya find any lemme know. enjoy


Philip Hamilton wanted your help.

It was the end of a school day in October, and you were just filing away your books into your locker – the one day a week you didn’t have tutoring – while getting ready to go home. In fact, you had just slammed your locker shut and were slipping the lock through the hole when the boy approached you with a proposition.

“You help me with math and I’ll hook you up with Georges,” he almost begged.

Philip Hamilton was a bad boy… at best. His father was a famous politician (although, in your school, whose dad wasn’t) and he never really tried to be nice to anyone else. Why would he? He had a motorcycle, all the money he could dream of, and talent to find a girlfriend at the beginning of every new month. But, despite his hardened, tough, rude exterior… you knew there was a reason he was like that, and you knew that there was so much more to him than being a dick. This was evident when he was asking you to tutor him – there was a look of weakness you had seen in his eyes that you had never seen in him before.

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anonymous asked:

RFA + V and Saeran react to overhearing MC's family scold her because they despise who she's dating? Maybe they think they aren't successful and responsible enough or not loyal or trustworthy or feel like MC deserves far better than what she's getting our of them? Specifically I'd like to see Saeyoung's reaction given his insecurities.

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RFA + Saeran and V finding MC’s family disapproval

Zen

  • “Sweetie, I just think he’s playing with you.”
  • He heard that coming from your father when you two were washing the dishes in the kitchen, Zen noticed you two forgot a plate and was bringing it to the kitchen.
  •  “And what makes you think that, dad?” “Well, he’s handsome, I bet he has tons of women running after him. Maybe famous women? What makes you think he won’t dump you for some famous actress? He’s a public figure, honey, his image is everything. Plus… he sounds shallow like that.”
  • Shallow? Zen could deal with being called narcissist, workaholic, but… shallow? He was sounding shallow to your father?
  • He wanted to walk into the kitchen, maybe subtly, maybe not. He wish he had some really witty and smart statement to give so your father would realize he wasn’t just image
  • And he was about to step into the kitchen when he finally heard your voice: “If he sounds shallow, maybe you didn’t pay attention enough to what he was saying, dad. Have you listened to his story? His problems with his family? The way he struggled when he started his career as an actor? Have you heard when he told you how much he loves me and how guilty he feels that we’re still not married? Come on, dad. Either you weren’t listening, or you don’t know what shallow means.”
  •  “But, honey…” “His family is broken enough, dad. Let’s not break ours too just because you’re seeing Zen as just another actor, not as the man I chose to share my life with.”
  • Zen could almost cry right there. How did he manage to find someone who can see so deep inside him? Yeah, he definitely likes being known for his looks, but the fact you see beyond them is really overwhelming.
  • When you two are saying goodbye to your father, he gives a firm handshake to the man.  “I hope we can spend more time together, sir.”
  • “I would like that a lot. I see you have a bike, what brand is it?” that goodbye turned into a long conversation about bikes, which was super boring to you, but seeing them bonding was worth it.

Yoosung

  • “I honestly thought it was a joke when you introduced him as your boyfriend, sis.”
  • He heard when you and your sister were in your bedroom trying to find something for you to wear, Yoosung accidentally spilled wine on you.
  • “Shut up.” “No, I’m serious! What are you thinking, MC? He seems like a teenage mama’s boy. Look at what he did to your shirt, he’s so clumsy and… nerve-wracking! You’ll have to play his mommy all the time!”
  • Well, it’s not like he haven’t thought about himself like that before, but listening when it comes from another person, that person being someone who grew up with you hurts a lot more.
  • His first instinct was head out of there without anybody noticing he’s gone. But… then your sister would be completely right.
  • “He just spilled wine on me because his spatial notion is still a little compromised due to his eye. Have I told you he hurt his eye trying to protect me, sis? And yeah, he’s still a little nervous because he doesn’t know my family too well, but your hostility definitely won’t help him calming down. If you’ weren’t such a bitch, maybe you would have noticed by now he’s an amazing smart man that makes me really happy.”
  • “You just called me a bitch because of that guy?” “I did, just so you know how serious I am about him, to the point I’m fighting with my favorite person in the world.”
  • Well, he’s glad he didn’t run and stayed to listen to this. You made him sound like a really cool reliable guy, the type of man he’s trying to be for you.
  • After you and your sister go back to the living room, she makes sure to sit next to you two. “So wait… you asked her to be your pre-girlfriend before you got together? Oh my God, that’s so adorable…”
  • Then you two kept squealing over that photo of his with the roses, and though he’s super embarrassed, he couldn’t help feeling a little smug when your sister said ”Huh, I wish my boyfriend were like this.”

Jaehee

  • “She seems a little cold, MC. Are you sure she really likes you?”
  • She heard when you and your brother were setting the table while she was talking to your parents in the living room, she decided she needed to help as well.
  • “Ugh, don’t even start, bro.” “I’m not saying this to be an ass! Come on, MC, she’s so formal! She’s almost like a granny, you’ll get bored if you stay with her! This if she doesn’t dump you first, she seems cold like that.”
  •  You warned her about your brother’s brutal honesty, but this still felt unexpectedly hurtful.
  • She was really trying to loosen up, and she honestly felt she was doing a good job, at least next to you and to your friends, maybe she wasn’t and people close to you were feeling she wasn’t real about your relationship?
  • “She’s been working her ass off on a very strict company basically since she graduated, she’s still learning to loosen up. You would have noticed this if you weren’t so desperate about finding something to complain about my girlfriend, as you typically do.”
  • “Jeez, MC, calm down! I’m just worried for you.” “I appreciate it, but you’re the one boring me right now, let’s end this before I stop feeling bored and end up getting angry.”
  • She can’t help feeling this warmth growing inside her. Knowing that you are willing to fight for her like this is amazing! Not only because she never had that before, but also because it’s you.
  • Your brother decides to talk a little more to her. “Whooooa, so you’re a judo blackbelt? That’s awesome! You gotta teach me some moves!”
  • Well, giving this guy an ippon after he pissed you off would satisfy her more than she cared to admit.


Jumin

  • “Are you sure this is a healthy relationship, honey?”
  •  Your mother asked you when you two were making dinner while he was setting the table, as you asked him, but he didn’t know where to find the forks.
  •  “What do you mean, ma?” “I mean, he seems so intimidating and, everything is happening so fast, you barely know each other and are already engaged, he seems very intense, for that matter.”
  • Well, he was indeed very intense, but… intimidating? He never wanted to come across as intimidating, not to you, not to the woman who raised you.
  • Was he intimidating you to the point you were feeling pressured to get married?
  •  “Mom, I know what you’re trying to say. He’s not like dad, okay? Yes, he is very intense, just because he never had the chance to express his feelings like all of us do.“
  • “Well, your father wasn’t good at expressing feelings either, then he expressed with actions…” “Ma, Jumin would never hurt me, emotionally or physically. I know you might be thinking I’m on a cycle, that I have daddy issues, but… just give him a chance, okay? Let him prove he is nothing like my father.”
  • He was really sad for you and your mother. Two amazing women were suffering due to a man’s behavior, this was awful in so many levels…
  • He walks into the kitchen, pretending he didn’t hear a thing. “Why don’t you just rest while MC and I cook, maam?”
  • “Oh wow, what a gentleman… nothing like her father.” He smiled genuinely, neither of the women were feeling intimidated by that smile.

Saeyoung

  • “Your mother and I think you deserve better.”
  • Your father says when you were helping him changing a light bulb, Saeyoung decided to help when he heard this.
  • “Why would you think that, dad?” “Sweetie, he’s a train wreck! He’s immature, irresponsible, you told me how rude he acted with you. How can you be sure he won’t start pushing you away again?”
  • Of course he knew how immature and irresponsible he was, but he never really thought about what if he started getting snappy to you again. He promised he wouldn’t, but… was he good at keeping promises? Ask his brother.
  •  If he had any good sense, he would walk away and pretend he didn’t listen to any of this. He was already immature and irresponsible, he didn’t need o be nosy as well.
  • “He just pushed me away because he was worried and pretty sure he would die at any moment back then, dad. He was scared, he’s been scared his whole life! Have I told you what kind of hell he and his brother grew up at?”
  • “Sweetie, it still doesn’t justify…” “It does to me. He is scared and willing to change for me, I know that because I trust him. Can’t you trust the man your daughter loves? Not even a little?”
  • Well, if you asked him anything with that tone, he would oblige without thinking… ugh, you’re so sweet, so lovely, so caring… he can never push you away again! Not right now his life is so great with you and his brother, but it isn’t perfect, since your parents don’t like him…
  • “I’ll be honest with you, son. I still don’t trust you, but my daughter does and she never failed her judgments, that, and only because of that, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.” You looked at him and smiled.
  • “Thank you, sir. I’ll prove it will be worth it.” Not so immature and irresponsible right now, is he?

Saeran

  • “MC, listen to me, this guy is trouble!”
  • He heard this through the baby monitor when you and your sister went to check on her son.
  • “Why are you saying this?” “MC, he is… creepy! Are you dating him to punish dad? Look at him, he looks like he’s on the edge of a mental breakdown! Are you sure you want to play his nurse forever?”
  • He wasn’t on the edge of a mental breakdown! At least not now… at least not since you came along, but there were a few says, though…
  • Your sister is so right! He’s so weird and creepy, he doesn’t deserve you at all! Why did he even think he could handle trying to be normal and do normal things with you?
  • “I’m not playing his nurse! I like to help him because I love him, and he had mental break downs in the past, you would have too if you were locked up and forced to drugs after growing up with an abusive mother. All he needs is support and a loving family, not this… judgment from you!”
  • “MC, calm down, I was just…” “I know you’re concerned, but focus your concern on helping me give him what he needs. If you have nothing else nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
  • Saeran didn’t hear any of this, he hid in the bathroom when you two left the bay’s bedroom and kept talking as you walked into the living room.
  • Then you two heard the baby crying through the baby monitor, but he quickly stopped, you two found it odd and went to check on him.
  • He was fine, Saeran was holding him. “Am… Am I doing this right?” Making yours and your sister’s heart explode from sweetness? Yep, he was doing this right.

V

  • “What are you even thinking dating this guy, MC?”
  • Your brother asked you when V went to the toilet, he got lost and tried to get back to ask your brother where was it, exactly.
  • “What do you mean?” “I mean, he’s an old blind man, MC! You’re wasting your youth with a guy like this, he won’t be able to keep it up with you!”
  • V already thought about it, yes, you were so young, did you really need to take such a responsibility by dating him?
  • And that coming from your brother, who sounded so worried… he hated being a burden and provoking this arguing between two family members…
  • “He’s just one year older than you, so chill. And what century are we in? Do you think just because he’s blind, he’s not able to have a normal life? Dude, we’re planning a trip to Italy for my birthday, I think that’s pretty normal, don’t you?”
  •  “MC, take I easy, I’m just…” “You’re concerned, but you don’t have to.  He’s pretty good by himself, and he’s independent, he doesn’t need me, yet he wants me, and I want him, so there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
  • He needed you, maybe not to do things for him, yes. But he needed you because he loved you, and he was so happy that you were so sure about him not being a burden.
  • You were saying goodbye, when your brother said: “I’m sorry, dude.”
  • “If you want to apologize, apologize for stressing her out. As for me, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to bring you a gift from Italy as a peace offer.”
Cold (Yoongi x Reader)

- pt 1 -

words: 3,687

genre: angst

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

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

Min Yoongi had always acted cold towards you.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Proud of Your Boy - Jason Todd x Batmom

If there’s one thing that Jason regrets about how his life turned out was that he disappointed you. You and Bruce had taken him in when he was just a street rat stealing to survive. Bruce was the closest thing that he had to a father and you, you were a mother to him in every way but blood.

When he died you were absolutely devastated. Jason didn’t like to imagine what it must have been like for you to lose him, your son. When he came back, there were times that he wanted to go to you, to be your son again but he was wild and angry. He lost sight of the person he had been and became someone that no mother could take pride in.

When he came back to Gotham as the Red Hood, Jason knew Bruce must have told you about all that he had done. When he thought about what you must think about what he’s done, shame clenched at his throat.

He wanted to do better for you.

Jason didn’t want to come home after all these years only to have you look at him like your son was still dead. Jason was determined to shape up before he allowed himself to beg for your forgiveness.

Jason had been in Gotham for almost a year working as the Red Hood alongside his brothers when Bruce finally started talking to him again. He could tell by the way Bruce interacted with him that he still had a long way to go though. It would never be the same between Jason and his adoptive parents but he wanted to mend what had been broken.

After a long night of patrol, Dick pulled Jason aside to talk to him while the others had already disappeared.

“You should go see, Mom.” Dick encouraged. “She asks about you all the time. She misses you man.” Dick said. Jason crossed his arms over his chest and trained his gaze to the ground below his feet.

He knew he would have to face you eventually. But he wasn’t sure if he was ready, if you would be ready to come to terms that he wasn’t the little boy you had raised anymore.

“She was devastated when you died, you know? She didn’t speak for two months, Jason. Not a word. You owe it to her to at least let her see you.” Dick continued. When Jason didn’t respond, he huffed and turned away from him. “She’s your mom too. You could at least pretend to care.”

Dick’s words really ate at Jason over the next couple of days. He decided it was was time for him to start making up for all the lost years. He stopped by the manor one day when Bruce was at the office. You were quietly humming to yourself while you were reading in the library. Jason hesitated briefly, wondering if he really had any right to see you. Before he had the chance to leave he cleared his throat to get your attention.

“Hi, Ma.” He said hesitantly. You looked up and stared wide eyed at him.

“Jason.” You said, your voice cracking with emotion.

“I’m sorry, Ma. I’m sorry for everything.” Jason started. There were so many things he wanted to say to you. He almost didn’t know where to start. “I know I’ve been a shitty son and I probably should have told you this a long time ago but I’m trying to be better. I know there’s no good reason you should believe me, not yet at least, and I’m not perfect like Dad or you but I’m trying Ma. I really am. I’m gonna make you proud one day, Ma.” Jason said before staring at the ground.

He had to admit being here with you again made him feel like that small rebellious kid again.  Jason vaguely heard you set your book down and walk over to where he stood awkwardly in the doorway.

“I am proud of you, Jason.” You said tilting his head so that his eyes met yours. Tears spilled over your eyes and your lip quivered slightly against your sad smile. Jason stood up and engulfed you in a tight hug. After all these years he felt different in your arms.

“I love you, Ma.” He whispered, sounding like the poor vulnerable boy that you had taken into your arms so long ago.

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Rap Monster: He had been gone all day, working at the studio and came home to you asleep on the couch with your headphones in. He picked up your phone to see that you were playing the Wings album on repeat, having his song in particular playing over and over. He smiled and moved your hair out of your face and placed a small kiss on your lips. He remembered you telling him at one point that you listen to his music when you felt sad or alone which made him a bit upset but he understood. 

“I’m here now darling. No need to feel alone.” 

Suga: You had gone down to the studio to spend some time with Suga since you knew he wasn’t going to be home very much for the next little while. You laid down on the couch they had in the studio and closed your eyes and fell asleep listening to Suga practice some of his new lines. Namjoon nudged Suga and pointed over in your direction. Suga smiled and went over and placed a sweatshirt over your body. He leaned down and kissed your forehead and walked back over to Namjoon. 

“She falls asleep to my voice almost every night. I kind of expected this to happen.” 

Jin: You and Jin were enjoying your time together, just watching a movie while laying in bed when you looked up and admired his face. He smiled and looked back down at you. “What?” he would asked only to have you shake your head. You looked back to the tv then back at him again. “Y/n what?” You shook your head again this time Jin lifted your chin so you were looking at him once more. “What is it y/n? I know you want to ask me something.” You let out a deep sigh and finally replied, “Can you sing me to sleep? Please?” His smile would grow and he would lean down and kiss your nose. 

“Always, my love.” 

J-Hope: Jhope was out with his friends, just enjoying his time out with his guy friends when you decided to check up on him. “I’ll be back pretty late, what’s up?” He would text back. You didn’t want to tell him you couldn’t sleep but you did anyways. “I can’t sleep..” “Do I need to come home?” You didn’t want to say yes but in the end, you just wanted to fall asleep to his voice. “Too late I’m coming home.” He came home about twenty minutes later, crawling into bed behind you and wrapping you in his arms. “Sing to me?” You asked. 

“You’re so cute. Of course.” 

Taehyung: You had recently watched an old movie with Taehyung, causing him to fall in love with the music in the movie. He had taken the time to download and listen to the whole album of the movie, singing it almost all the time. He was in the kitchen, doing the dishes when you heard him seeing “Fly Me To The Moon” by Frank Sinatra. “Tae?” You would call out. He would stop singing, lifting his head up from the dishes. “Hmm?” “Nothing. I just really like that song.” He smiled and and began singing it again until he noticed that you had fallen asleep. You usually fall asleep with headphones in so when he went over to help you to your bed, he noticed your sleep playlist was filled with songs he sang and even his own songs. 

“My girl, falling asleep to my voice. That’s so CUTE!” 

Jimin: Jimin had spent the week at home with you while he was on his break. Every night, he would sing you to sleep, letting you lay in his arms has you two cuddled together. The time had come for him to leave again so he could go back on tour. You two hadn’t said anything but you knew both knew it was going to be hard. Jimin had disappeared for a couple of hour the night before he had to leave. When he come home, he knocked on the door to have you open it to him holding a huge teddy bear and a small basket. He sat down the bear and handed you a CD with the words ‘sing me to sleep’ on it. 

“I got you this bear that I sprayed with my cologne and this CD is something I made so that you can fall asleep to my voice every night. Kind of like I never left and before you know it, I’ll be home.” 

Jungkook: Jungkook kind of knew that you liked to fall asleep to him singing over even talking. He started to catch on when you’d cuddle up to him when he was talking on the phone with someone or practicing his vocals. Finally, he had just come out and told you that he knew you did it. Your face would go bright red but continued to pull out your phone to show him your playlist of his covers that he did throughout the year. “I really can’t sleep without hearing your voice.” He would pull you into his arms and kiss the top of your head. 

“Honestly, I just fell ten times more in love with you and your cute face.”