look at his chubby cheeks

anonymous asked:

Please write when obiwan's vampire nature awoke and quigon had to teach his padawan how to hide his fangs and care for himself.

Sorry it took so long… somehow my muse had decided to take a brief vacation!

He looked down at the wide and incredulous looking blue-green eyes of the small boy of perhaps three years that he was holding. The boy looked innocent enough, with his chubby cheeks and the thumb he was sucking one. Qui-Gon realized that this was a habit that would need to be broken at some point. The tall Jedi Master also knew that the look of this one was quite deceiving.
“You cannot be serious?” Qui-Gon eventually said and turned his midnight blue eyes up at the Council members in front of him.
Mace Windu looked as serious as ever and Yoda’s gaze held no room for argument either. The other Masters did not interest the long haired man right now.
“Serious, we are. Young Kenobi’s guardian, you will be,” even the green troll’s voice held no room for any protest.
“Qui-Gon,” the Korun Master chose a calmer tone, “the Council has talked and it decided that this is the best solution.”
“Is it now?” he snarled right back, causing the little one in his arms to shiver. Immediately he tightened the arms around the boy with the short ginger hair and sent comforting energy to him.
“He is of your kind,” Plo Koon joined the conversation. “You are best suited to teach him everything he needs to know.”
“I have already made it clear that I do not wish to take on another apprentice, besides, he is way too young. Why are you presenting him to me now anyway?” He turned his focus to the green Master, whose ears dropped just a little. Had Qui-Gon not been the green troll’s Padawan a long time ago, he would most likely not even have noticed it in the first place.
“Showing signs he is. Needs you NOW, he does.”
That caused the stubborn Jedi to blink. Curiously did he peek down at the silent child, who was still watching him in a mixture of wonder and awe. And now he even noticed that Obi-Wan was indeed not sucking on his thumb, but chewing on it, as if… “As if he is trying to lessen the pain from growing fangs,” did he mumble to himself.
“What was that, Master Jinn?”
Qui-Gon ignored the female Jedi. Instead he turned back to Yoda. “This is too soon, he is too young.”
“In mysterious ways, the Force moves,” hummed the Order’s Grandmaster. 
“Do you now understand why we have called you?” asked the dark skinned Council member.
“Yes,” and he did indeed. This was changing everything. He was still not keen on taking care of such a young child, but at least he had a solid reason to do so now. Up to this point he had been the only vampire in the Order, his kind was rare and usually did not leave their clans and planets. It was only logically to assign him to take care of one so young, who still had so much to learn. He only dreaded the day, when Obi-Wan would be old enough to become his Padawan, especially since he had sworn to never take on another one, not after Xanatos’ fall.
“Decided this is then,” the wise Master hit the floor with his walking stick, bringing this topic of the session to an end.
“We are already sending everything you require for raising a Youngling to your quarters. Also crèche Master Kalma will accompany you and inform you of the most important things,” Mace Windu explained.
Midnight blue eyes barely looked at the Mirialan Jedi who had stood beside the closed doors of the Council chamber. 

Accepting his fate, he nodded and bowed his head, before taking his leave. The Mirialan, whose name he had not bothered to learn, trailed right next to him, but only after she had tried to take the boy from his arms. Obi-Wan had not allowed it. She then had begun talking about the caretaking of children, but Qui-Gon was not paying her much attention. He knew all this anyway.
He was focused on the bright being in his arms instead, who had yet to make a single sound. Out of instinct did he reach out to him with the Force and he was surprised that already a fledgling bond had formed between them and that in the few minutes he had held the boy. He reached out with his free hand and gently yet firmly pulled the boy’s digit out of his mouth. The Youngling made a sound of protest and over the beginnings of their bond, Qui-Gon could feel the painful pressure of the emerging fangs on the boy’s gums. The tall Jedi ignored the protest and instead put his own thumb, as well as his forefinger, into the young one’s mouth and started massaging the gums. A satisfied purr was his answer and the Master could not help but smile down at the boy. In the privacy of his own mind, he could even admit that the child was rather cute.
“Master Jinn,” what-was-her-name-again protested, “with all due respect, you should stop encouraging this behavior.”
He turned furious eyes at the Mirialan, who immediately took a step back. “You may be an expert on the care of young Force sensitive children, but when it comes to vampires, I think I have the advantage. So you will excuse me and stop influencing my methods.” He had let his own fangs appear, just for show and it did the trick. The green skinned female became a few shades paler and hurriedly excused herself, before vanishing back to the crèche.
Qui-Gon retreated his fangs again and grumbled under his breath when a touch of two small hands brought him out of his dark thoughts. During all the commotion, he had forgotten to keep massaging. To his surprise however, the small child pushed his hand away. Qui-Gon looked down.
“You my new Master?” it sounded as if he was saying ‘mostah’ instead of ‘master’.
“It is ‘Are you my new Master’ and yes, I am.”
The boy nodded against his chest. “I like you. You warm.” He snuggled closer to the tall Master.
“You ARE warm,” he corrected. 
Qui-Gon distantly remembered his own turning, though his had started when he was already ten. This was also a rather young age by his kind’s standards, but Qui-Gon had never heard of a case where the child was turning at the tender age of three. No wonder that the boy was so small.
The long haired man enveloped his new charge with his other arm too. The boy was shivering. This was completely normal. When the body was turning, it reduced certain activities – like holding the right temperature for an instance – in order to make the necessary changes. The senses would become sharper and better, the muscles would change, allowing the vampire to become inhumanly fast and strong and of course the fangs as well as the conversion to blood drinking. The increasing senses would most likely cause irritation, perhaps even dizziness and disorientation, but that would come much later. ‘Much’ was relative, especially in the eyes of a vampire, but Qui-Gon knew that he still had enough time to prepare for then.

Qui-Gon was glad that he had finally reached his quarters. Obi-Wan had started nibbling on his fingers instead of his own thumb. The Master mentally added a chewing toy to the list of things he would need. It would most likely look utterly ridiculous, but it would help. Also, his furniture would be left alone.

“Are you hungry?” he asked aloud. The child nodded. “Very well.” He sat the child down and gave him an encouraging swat on the backside, allowing him to take a look around.

Of course Qui-Gon had seen the countless cartons that were standing in the entrance to his rooms. He wondered what things he would find inside, it looked so much. Thankfully the boxes were labeled and he did not have to search long to find a small baby bottle and a heater for it. He guessed that the boy was not in the mood to have something to eat that he actually had to chew, his mouth most likely hurt too much for that. So he quickly heated some milk, while his new charge inspected his new living place.

“Do you like it?” he asked, when the boy entered the kitchen.

Obi-Wan nodded, his blue-green eyes gazed up at the tall man. “It’s lively, lot of plants,” he explained.

Qui-Gon could not help but chuckle at the innocent delight. Xanatos had never reacted this well to the countless exotic plants that occupied his quarters. “I am glad you think so little one. Though I fear that I should warn you, there might be more in the future.” He had a tendency to bring strange life forms with him, plants included.

“It’s alright,” the boy shrugged, “As long as I don’t have t’ share my bed.”

“Don’t worry,” the long haired man laughed. When had been the last time he had laughed, truly laughed that much? “I promise not to touch your room, unless you want me to.”

Obi-Wan looked as if he wanted to say something else, but the beeping of the finished heater caught his attention.

“What this?”

“What IS this,” he corrected, “And this is your meal. It’s not much, but once I have unpacked all those things in the hallway, I can make you something proper, alright?”

“Kay,” he seemed satisfied enough.

After Qui-Gon had checked if the warmed milk was not too hot for the three year old Initiate, did he hand the child the bottle, who happily started sucking on the bottle’s nipple after he had thanked the tall male. He quickly grimaced and pulled away again however.


The sight was comically, but Qui-Gon furrowed his brow. The milk was not expired, he had checked that and it had not smelled spoiled either. So, what could be the problem?

“I wonder… Obi-Wan, can you give me the bottle for a moment please?”

“Kay,” his scowl turned into curiosity and his blue-green eyes watched in interest, when Qui-Gon opened the bottle again and set it on the counter, before opening the refrigerator.  

A tugging on the Jedi Master’s pants made Qui-Gon aware of the tiny boy, who was standing on his toes to peek – very unsuccessful – onto the counter. Without much thought, he picked the child up, who gave a delighted squeal upon being lifted, and sat him on top the counter, so that he could look over the whole kitchen.

Obi-Wan was humming a small melody, his head moving from left to right and back again and legs swinging forth and back, while watching how the Jedi Master put – from his point of view – strange red stuff into the milk. Immediately the white fluid turned pinkish.

“Try again,” the Jedi encouraged.

This time, the boy DID like the food and Qui-Gon had the feeling that nothing could separate his charge from the bottle, not even the Force itself. He shook his head and put the synthetic blood back into the refrigerator so that it would stay cold. It was unusual for young vampire to already consume blood, especially when their fangs had not yet fully appeared. Then again, Obi-Wan seemed to be quite the unique child. Qui-Gon liked that, it would make his life much more interesting, perhaps even more challenging, but he was a Jedi, he was born to face all kinds of situations.

“Master?” he had already consumed half of the bottle.

“Yes, young one?”

“Why are your teeth so funny?”

“Are they?” he turned to stand in front of the ginger haired boy and gave him a toothy smile. The boy’s brows furrowed in confusion. Qui-Gon decided to take mercy on him, at least for now and let his fangs come out. The effect was immediate. Blue-green eyes widened to an impossible size and he even forgot to keep drinking. A small hand reached out and Qui-Gon gently took it and allowed the boy to touch one of his fangs.

“Be careful, they are sharp.”

Obi-Wan drew back in awe. “Why… em…” he did not seem to know what he actually wanted to ask, but Qui-Gon guessed it nevertheless.

“I am a vampire young one, I need them to drink blood.”

“Like me,” he gave the tall man a broad grin, presenting his own white teeth.

“Yes, exactly.”

Then the Initiate’s features turned thoughtful. “Will I get them too?”

“You already are,” Qui-Gon explained patiently, “that’s why it hurts here.” He motioned to his own gums.

A scowl appeared on Obi-Wan’s features. “Don’t want it to hurt,” he pouted.

“I know,” his voice was gentle and he reached out to ruffle ginger spikes affectionately. “It will get better.”


“I promise, now drink.” The Initiate did as he was told.

A little while later, Obi-Wan lay sleeping in the Jedi Master’s own large bed. Qui-Gon had not found the time to set up the young one’s own. He would do that tomorrow.

With a fond expression, that was rather unusual for Qui-Gon nowadays, did he watch the rhythmic rise and fall of a small chest and a sudden realization hit the long haired Master.

“Damn meddling troll, damn Force,” he grumbled under his breath. He should have realized that the fledgling bond had just been a sign for something greater. Not that Qui-Gon would ever admit it aloud, but he was overly excited when he thought about their future. He couldn’t wait for the days, when he would teach Obi-Wan how to hide his fangs and how to use them. He couldn’t wait to teach the bright child the ways of the Force, as well as the ways of their kind.

Perhaps, just perhaps, he was already a little bit too attached for his own good. He could already feel the mostly painful memories of his former apprentice, fading into nothingness. But it couldn’t be that bad now, could it? Not when the Force so obviously approved. Besides, it was about time to move on, wasn’t it? After all it was him, who always preached to live in the here and now.

(five years later)

“Master! Master!” an accented voice yelled loudly from the other end of the hallway. Qui-Gon had barely enough time to turn around, before a small body collided with his own with inhuman speed.

“Padawan,” gasped the older male out, when the boy’s body met his own.

“Hello Master,” the ginger haired Jedi looked up sheepishly. He knew that he was not supposed to use his vampire speed inside the temple and especially not to tackle his teacher.

“What has gotten you so excited?” Qui-Gon asked instead of scolding his apprentice for his lapse in control.

Blue-green eyes were inflamed with excitement. “Master, do you remember the lesson about my heightened senses?”

“You mean the one from last week? How could I forget, with your constant complaining about the smell of our apartment?”

The boy flushed in embarrassment and he cleared his throat, “Well, that was last week, but I have got it better under control now.” Qui-Gon only raised an eyebrow at that, challenging his Padawan’s claim. “I can prove it, here. Remember how you told me to concentrate, to focus on one single thing at a time before seeing the whole? Well, I did.”

“That is good to hear young one,” he praised.

“That’s not all,” he quickly cut in, “I was in the Room of a thousand Fountains you see and I was practicing this technique, when I suddenly detected the slight stench of blood in the air. It was weak, very weak, but still there. I found it questionable that the Fountain room smelled of blood, but since the Force had not given me a warning, I decided to investigate. Guess what I have found.”

“I have not the slightest idea,” he was not worried, the Force was absolutely calm and if Obi-Wan were in danger, he would know.

“This,” he presented what he was holding in his right hand that had previously been closed lightly. It took a moment for Qui-Gon to recognize the being for what it was, but then he couldn’t help but chuckle.

“A leech? You found a leech?”

“Yeah, he was the reason, why there was a minimal trace of blood in the air. See, it’s all full and squishy.”

“Indeed, your little friend has feasted on this fine day and was probably holding a digestive sleep before you interrupted it.”

“I do not think there is anything that could disrupt it,” Obi-Wan deadpanned. He hesitated a moment, one of his fingers from his left hand, absentmindedly stroking the little bloodsucker. “He is a lot like us, isn’t he?”

“SHE shares a few of our quirks, yes.” Were he not Master of the Living Force, then he would not have known that the little bloodsucker was truly a ‘she’ and not a ‘he’.

“She doesn’t have fangs though,” the Padawan grinned.

“No,” Qui-Gon agreed, “but she needs blood for surviving and she usually does not leave the place of her birth. And our kind usually does not leave their clans and families either.”

“But you did… and I too… why? Did they not like us?”

Qui-Gon sighed, “I don’t know Padawan.”

The boy looked thoughtful for a moment, his gaze resting on the leech, he was still petting the little animal, which seemed to enjoy it. “I think it doesn’t matter.”


Blue-green eyes sparkled with mirth, when he looked up into his Master’s face. “You are my family now, you and Master Yoda. And I wouldn’t have met you, had I been kept hidden.”

“If you see it like this, then I too am grateful that I was given away,” he smiled down at the ginger haired boy. “Now come young one, let’s see if we can find a place for your little friend.” Obi-Wan obediently trotted after him.

Jeeny, as Obi-Wan had called the black leech, had soon found a new home in the Jinn/Kenobi quarters. The tall vampire had found an old and unused aquarium, which he and his student had prepared for the leech. After Obi-Wan had promised to take care of her, had the older Jedi even allowed the boy to place the now inhabited aquarium in the living room.

During the set up, the long haired Jedi Master had gotten the feeling that Jeeny would not be alone for very long, but strangely he did not seem to mind. He always had a weakness for pathetic life forms and if his Padawan adopted this strange aspect of his personality, then that was fine with him.

True to his word, the Padawan did indeed take very good care of the leech. It had actually grown. Qui-Gon was not bothered about it, not about the leech. He WAS however bothered, that his apprentice was spending more time with his strange pet than with anybody – himself excluded – else. When the Jedi Master had asked his Padawan if he didn’t want to spent time with his fellow Padawans or perhaps the Initiates, the boy had evaded the topic. It left the Master more concerned though. And he was more determined than ever to find out, what was really going on. Little did he know that he would find the reason for his student’s isolation only a few days later.

(several days later)

Qui-Gon was sparring with Mace Windu this day. It had been a while since they had last fought and since the taller male had beaten the Council member, something that needed to be rectified immediately. They had already run through the whole warm up and were already engaged in their duel. It wasn’t too serious at first, they had to get used to each other again, but it would soon turn into a hard work out for the both of them.

Mace attacked, Qui-Gon parried. Another attack, this time the tall Master dodged and missed his mark by mere inches. Again did the Korun Master dash forward, Qui-Gon was already prepared and ready to counterattack, but sudden pain that came through his bond with Obi-Wan, made him freeze. Mace, who had not expected his friend to freeze in the middle of their workout, ran right into him and both Jedi Master tumbled to the ground, dignity going down with them.

“By the Force, Qui-Gon!” Mace exclaimed, “What was that?”

But the male with the midnight blue eyes did not listen. He was mechanically pushing himself up from the ground, his eyes were distant and his focus was elsewhere too. “Obi-Wan,” he breathed out, before coming back to himself. He fully pulled himself back to his feet and began to run at an inhuman speed, following his bond with his apprentice, his lightsaber was forgotten on the ground of the training hall. Mace Windu, who was more than baffled by his friend’s strange behavior, picked the discarded weapon up and ran after his comrade. Even with Force enhanced speed, did he have no chance of keeping up with the vampire.

Qui-Gon Jinn was not amused by what he found, when he had finally reached his Padawan’s location, not amused at all. Actually, he was beyond furious and only his long training as a Jedi, did keep him from lashing out right then and there.

Obi-Wan was lying on the ground of one of the Initiate’s training halls, cornered by three Initiates, all taller and bigger than him. The leader of the small Initiate group had an ugly grin plastered on his features and he ran his hand through his white hair, confident and arrogant.

“What is it Oafy-Wan? Aren’t you going to defend yourself?” asked the white haired boy, causing his two sidekicks to snicker, “Or do you think yourself above us, just because you are a Padawan?”

“Yeah,” the boy to the leader’s right cut in, “You are nothing Kenobi, just a freak.”

Qui-Gon heard his boy whimper, he wouldn’t have noticed it, hadn’t it been for his advanced hearing. A foot collided with the ginger haired Padawan’s body and this time, the pained cry was loud enough.

The leader laughed cruelly. “You freaks aren’t as scary and tough as you claim, are you? I bet you and your Master could not even hurt a fly.”

“Care to test that theory?” Qui-Gon spoke up, causing the Initiates to turn around, eyes wide in fear that soon turned to terror, when they saw what was awaiting them. Qui-Gon had allowed his blue eyes to turn red – the standard color for vampire eyes – and his fangs to emerge in all their pride and glory. He growled deep in his throat, just for show, but the effect was worth it.

The three Initiates stumbled away from him and from Obi-Wan, they were shaking in terror and it looked like they were about to faint. Were they not Jedi, they probably would already have. Qui-Gon knew he could look terrifying when he wanted to.

“Go and if I EVER see you insulting or bullying my Padawan again, I will NOT hold back, Jedi Order and Jedi Code be damned,” he growled. As if death itself was behind them – and in a way it was – the three Initiates ran out of the hall, their feet making loud sounds on the wooden floor. Qui-Gon gazed after them for a while, listening to their retreating steps, before he turned to his injured student.

Careful and slow, so that he would not startle the young vampire, did he approach Obi-Wan. The boy had curled himself into a tight ball, facing away from his Master. It was a reaction born out of instinct and Qui-Gon kneeled down to look and appear less intimidating.

The younger Jedi’s shoulders were shaking, small sobs and whimpers escaped him, which only increased, when Qui-Gon bend over him.

“Padawan,” he laid a hand on ginger locks and softly patted the young boy’s head, only to stop in his movement, when he touched something hard that was not supposed to be there. With furrowed brows did the Master inspect what it was and in horror did he realize that his precious boy had been bound with a muzzle. Fury arose once more in the tall man. How dare anybody treat his Padawan like this? They had no right, none of them. Obi-Wan was no monster, no animal that could be tied and caged, just because he COULD pose a threat.

“Hold still,” he said as gently as he could. He was not sure if Obi-Wan even heard, the boy was most likely trapped in his own little world.

Nevertheless, the older vampire leaned down and captured the leather between his fangs, while his fingers found their way into the small mesh around Obi-Wan’s face. The Padawan’s breath was quick and warm against Qui-Gon’s finger and more determined than ever, did the Master make short process with the hated device.

He tossed it somewhere over his shoulder, but was stunned when the metallic bouncing just stopped. He looked around and found himself gazing into shocked brown eyes of a certain dark skinned Council member. His vampire nature prompted him to act before his brain could. The next moment, Qui-Gon found himself positioned right over his Padawan, his larger body protecting the smaller one from view. His fangs were completely out, red eyes blazing in fury and warning and he openly hissed threateningly at one of the most powerful Jedi in the whole Order.

“Qui-Gon,” there was a small tremor in his voice that indicated fear.

Qui-Gon did not care. This human was a threat to his young one and he would not allow him anywhere near his charge. Neither did he care that he was actually acting like a FEMALE vampire, who was protecting her child. He was a Master of the Living Force after all, he was allowed to be overprotective and sometimes very emotional.

“Qui,” the Korun Master held up his hands, in one of them rested a lightsaber that was not his own, “it’s ME, Mace Windu, your friend. I am here to help you, remember?”

The long haired vampire did, but he would not take a risk, not with his little one in such pain and distress.

“Be gone,” he growled, still presenting his razor sharp teeth.

The dark skinned Jedi swallowed heavily, Qui-Gon could hear his heartbeat quickening, causing the blood in his veins to run faster. “Alright… see?” he took slow steps back, his eyes never leaving Qui-Gon, “I am just going to put your lightsaber on the ground and then I am going to leave, alright?”

The tall vampire did only relax, when he could not feel the Council member anywhere near his charge. His lightsaber remained forgotten on the wooden floor, it too, did not matter right now.

“Little one,” his voice was warm and comforting.

“M…Master,” sniffed the Padawan.

The brown haired male took this as an allowance to lift the small and injured body up and to hold Obi-Wan close to his chest. The ginger haired boy hid his face in his elder’s neck, his hands fisting into beige tunics.

“What happened?” Two small fists tightened their hold. “Please,” he tightened his embrace and sat back against the wall for support, “I am here now. Nobody is going to hurt you anymore, I promise. I’ll keep you save, but you have to tell me what happened.”

A whimper, “We were sparring,” his voice was barely above a whisper and hadn’t it been for Qui-Gon’s close proximity and increased hearing, he would not have understood the boy. “Bant, she’s an Initiate in my group,” another sniff, “She was sparring with me and fell on bench. She had hit her head and was… was unconscious and… and bleeding.”

The small body tensed. “Sshhh, it’s alright now, little one. What happened next?”

The young Padawan turned his head and his wide blue-green eyes looked pleadingly up at his elder. There were still blood tears escaping his eyes and they were leaving red marks on pale skin. Also, the collar of Qui-Gon’s tunic was red too.

“I couldn’t control it,” there was panic in his voice and the words escaped him faster and louder than before, “They just appeared.”

“Who appeared?”

“My fangs,” cried the boy. “I didn’t want to bite her and I didn’t want to drink her blood, you have to believe me. It didn’t even cross my mind.”

“I do believe you, little one,” he guided his charge’s head back to rest against his shoulder again. “But I guess that someone didn’t?”

Obi-Wan shook his head, “Bruck and his friends…”

“Bruck?” interrupted Qui-Gon.

“The white haired boy,” the Jedi Master made sure to remember THAT one VERY well. “He saw my fangs… and he said that I had attacked Bant. I would never attack her, she’s my friend… my only one.”

“But she was unconscious and couldn’t tell the truth?”

“Yes,” the ginger haired Padawan nodded.

“And your teacher?” He had a good guess on how this story was going to continue.

“She said that she had always known that this was going to happen. She said that she had prepared herself and she… she…” his voice broke off, interrupted by sobbing.

“She forced that horrendous thing upon you,” Qui-Gon finished.

“Y…yes,” he nodded, “I ran away then and hid, but Bruck and his friends found me.”

“I see,” he gently laid on of his large hands on wet and slightly bruised cheeks and wiped the tear stains away, not caring about the red spots it caused on his fingers.

“I’m… I’m so… so sorry, Master.”
“Hush now, there is nothing to be sorry about. You are at the beginning of your life Obi-Wan, you will gather experiences and you will learn. Don’t worry, I am going to help you get your fangs under control…” he hesitated, “Perhaps a visit to my biological family is in order. It might do you good to live among our kind. Who knows, perhaps even I can learn from them.”
“I would like that very much,” the Padawan admitted.

“Then it’s settled.” In theory, he would have to ask the Council first, but Qui-Gon doubted that his old Master would say no and even if, Qui-Gon would just defy him.

He also had a certain Jedi to visit and teach HER a lesson or two. Nobody touches his boy like this, make him a monster and someone to laugh at. The tall Master knew from experience how terrible a muzzle could be and he would keep Obi-Wan save from such things, as best as he could.

“Come on, let’s get back to our quarters, shall we?”

Obi-Wan simply nodded and after Qui-Gon had called his lightsaber to his hand and made sure that at least his fangs were hidden, did he leave the training hall…

BTS reaction to you sleeping on their chest

A/N: this is my first reaction, I hope everyone will enjoy it^^

Rapmonster (namjoon): He would be sitting comfortabely on the couch in the living room with an open book in his hand. You were sitting next to him as his shoulder was resting around you so you could lay your head on his chest. After a while it would be really silent as he was reading his book so he looked down just to see your sleeping face. He would be smiling sheepishly because of your fair skin which made you look like a little baby.

“why do you have to look cute in everything that you do?”

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl

Jin (seokjin): It would be a lazy sunday when you two would be lying on your shared bed. You’re head was resting on his chest as his arms were wrapped around your smaller form. “jagi? jagi…Y/N?” he would ask confusedly as you didn’t laugh at his dad joke. He would turn his head towards you and instantly would widen his eyes as he saw you sleeping soundly on his chest. The little snores that escaped your throat was everything to make him know that you were deeply asleep. Slowly getting up without waking you up, he took the blanket from the far end of the bed to tuck you into it. He tiptooed out of the room to make his way to the kitchen. He was planning on making a little soup for you because of the hunger that always grow into you when you wake up.

Originally posted by jjilljj

Jhope (hoseok): You two would be sprawled out on the floor of the practice room after a few hours of dancing. Because of the sleeveless top you were wearing you could feel the coldness of the floor hit your skin so you rolled over to your boyfriend’s side. “Im cold.” you murmured as you snuzzled your face in his chest. “Come here~” he would embrace you into a tight hug as you instantly felt warm because of his body heat. His stomache then made a weird nose, making his lips form an ‘O’ shape. “jagiya~ is it fried chicken or pizza for tonight?” he asked and felt slightly embarrassed for the loud noise of his stomache. “Y/N?” he would ask softly as he didn’t receive a respond. “aww~” he looked down to see your chubby cheek pressed against his chest as you selpt. “my jagiya is the cutest!” he would be internally fanboying over your cuteness.

Originally posted by nnochu

Suga (Yoongi): It was late at night when you entered Yoongi’s studio with some snacks and coke in your hands. You decided to bring him some food and not to sleep despite him being busy lately. He didn’t have the time to eat properly because of his hard work for their upcoming album so you always made sure that he was fed. “Y/N, I told you to just go to sleep.” he whined and watched you sitting comfortabely on his lap. “it’s past midnight and you haven’t eat anything, you worry me” you pouted and laid your head on his shoulder. He softened because of your words but still went further with his work. After two hours he finally finished and leaned back in his chair as he embraced your form tightly. “I finished” he said but got silence in return. Looking to you, he would realise that you fell asleep. He would snuzzle his nose against your temple and carry you to your shared bed. 

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Jimin: you two would be lying in each other’s embrace as you cuddled in bed. His mascular arms encircled itself around your waist to pull you onto his chest as you giggled cutely, making him also giggle. “I’m tired” you whined and laid your head against his chest as you totally relaxed. “sleep then” he said and brought the blanket up to cover your body which was in a pyjama. His soft stare would be fixated on your sleepy face as he sang a lullaby. Your eyes closed itself slowly until you deeply were asleep. “sweet  dreams, cutiepie” he whispered and kissed your head lovingly. 

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V (Taehyung): After a long session of playing with your puppy, he would fall asleep under the table as you made your way to your boyfriend who was lying on your couch, watching a movie on the TV. “taetae~” you would beam and lay down on his chest. “hm?” he asked and kissed your cheek as you looked up. “let’s cuddle” you suggested and received nothing else but his famous cute smile in return. “only if you won’t fall asleep” he challenged. “deal” you accepted his offer and immediately laid back down as you clutched onto him. Taehyung counted to thirty and looked down to see you already asleep on his chest.”this girl” he shook his head and putted his oversized sweater over you to keep you warm.  

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Jungkook: you would be lying on his broad chest as both of you laid on the sofa, him being busy playing games. “jungkook~” you whined for the millionth time that day. You were eager to go outside because of the good weather but he told you that he first had to win the game. You just shrugged it off but it has been two hours since he started to play that game and it worked on your nerves. “wait jagiya…I almost finished” he said but you already gave up as you turned your head away from the TV. Silently falling asleep you embraced him tightly, making it difficult for him to move his arms. He sighed and also give up. “you won” he said in between a sigh, thinking that you were playing with him until he looked own to see you fully asleep on his chest. He would widen his eyes and let go of his controller as he embraced you too, giving you his warmth so you peacefully could sleep. 

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anonymous asked:

ana bear, can i ask you something? can you write little quirks and mannerisms you love about our shining babes? like, a eprsonal trait, a habit, all things you think define them (like Taem's magic hands and stuff)

yes y e s  of course I can and I’ll be glad to - let’s start with:



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anonymous asked:

am i the only one who's noticed louis gained a bit of weight? i noticed at coachella his tummy was squishy when w/ danielle it was super flat and in these new pics his face looks a lot fuller. harry's put on a bit of weight too his cheeks look extra chubby i'm happy mia time together is treating them well they're both so giggly and glowy :')

they always emerge looking even more angelic than they did before whenever they’ve spent time together i call it the Husband Glow™

Summer Boy || Jeon Jungkook (M)

Picture mine

{ pt.02 }

Jungkook x reader

Genre: smut with a plot?

Word Count: 12,047

~ A long plot and long smut. Possible part two in the future!

I stretched my hand out the window, letting it glide and ride along the wind. The summer sun was beating heavily over the opened sky, with not a single cloud in sight. Though the breeze was just right to keep us from melting over the heat. I adjusted my new pair of sunglasses as my friend Coco, who was driving, nudged me to turn up the radio. I leaned in to crank the small knob and hoped something good would come on. ‘Work’ by Rihanna started playing and the other three girls in the back seats completely lost it. Singing every word passionately in my ear, I cover my face with the palm of my hand, embarrassed that theses were my friends. I looked at the driver’s seat finding Coco mumbling over Drake’s lines. Her father had given her permission to take us to stay at their beach house for the summer as a congratulation for graduating. She had just bought herself a brand new BMW convertible in her favorite shade of cherry red, that she had been dying to take out on a trip. She caught me staring at her and laughed embarrassed at her lack of self-control. I turned to look at the crazy one of us, who we called Bisty because of her lack of height. She stood on her seat with her hands waving in the air, moving her hips to the rhythm of the music.

   “If your ass falls out of the car, we aren’t stopping to help you.” I laughed. She only tried to shake her ass in front of my face as a response and I rolled my eyes before turning back to face the main road.

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anonymous asked:

What are your 5 favorite pics/gifs of T-Bear?

hmmm okay this is going to be so so much more than just five because listen….i love tyson so much it’s almost embarrassing

this where he and natemac adopted max talbot’s son because well that’s what bros do right

and this where he calls gabe a stallion with the most dreamiest look in his eyes like this is incredibly adorable?? (gifset here)

also!! the tbear/natemac/o’reilly trio was a lot for me?? this is just one of my favorite photos of them three among the multiple gems there are but this because ty’s smile is so gentle i lov

this!! a smol focused bab in juniors with a c on his chest i love this photo a lot??

also tbear getting a bit flustered after being called out by matty lmao but erik is still apparently very endeared by ty comparing him to jax teller (gifset here)

Very Smol!! look at his hair and his chubby cheeks he’s so cute??? oh also that’s his mom they’re both very cute

THIS IS A CLASSIC i love this photo a lot because?? even jabenn manages to look like actually cute here (oops someone’s gonna drag me for that) this is literallt one of the sweetest photos i’ve ever laid my eyes on

ok i’m gonna stop here or this would get really really long but please before you go check out this video of him on nate’s instagram it makes me laugh every time because like…. who even is tyson barrie

Best Friend Series; Hoshi/Soonyoung

- you’ve been best friends with hoshi since you guys were kids
- you were nine years old and your dad asked you to go buy some yakult (those korean yogurt drinks in tiny little cups) because you ran out
- you go to the nearest convenience store and buy two packs and after that you’re on your way back home
- so like you’re skipping down the sidewalk and while passing by the park you suddenly hear someone yell “KOKO” before something smashes into you and makes you fall to the ground
- you’re like whO THE FR ICK but when you look up you see a cute little boy with chubby cheeks rubbing his red forehead
- you’re like “are you okay??” and the boy just nods before frantically getting up on his feet and shouting “KOKO” over and over and you’re like ??? who is koko
- apparently you said that out loud because the boy answers “KOKO IS MY PET CHICK I LOST HER”
- you’re like “pet chick??? why would you take your pet chick to the park???”
- he’s like “i wanted to show koko around because she never left the chicken pen i wanted her to have a taste of adventure BUT I LOST HER” and you’re like…… who is this kid
- you watch as he looks everywhere for the chick and he’s like tearing up as he shouts for his baby chick so you ask “……do you want me to help you find her?”
- the boy stops and looks at you with sparkling eyes and he screams “REALLY?? YOU’LL HELP ME??” and you nod and he’s super happy and you’re like what a cute smile
- you and the boy spend the rest of the afternoon looking for the baby chick and after what felt like an hour you find the baby chick chilling in a bush and you’re like… how the heck did you end up here…
- you lift up the chick and it chirps and the boy turns his head so fast you’re like how did you not break your neck
- he runs over to you and takes the chick in his hands and spins around with it while screaming and crying “KOKO I THOUGHT I LOST YOU”
- you’re like what a weird kid but you’re happy he found his pet
- the boy stops turning and runs up to you grinning “thank you so much for helping me find her!!” and you’re like “no problem!!”
- you see that the boy is all sweaty and tired and dirty after running around the park all day looking for his little chick so you rip open your pack of yakult and you give him one
- “this is for your hard work” you say and the boy just takes it with the most amazed look on his face you’re like it’s just a yakult you can calm down LOL
- he then asks “what’s your name??”
- you’re like woah this is out of nowhere but it’s (name) what about you??
- and this fricking KID strikes a pose and goes like NAEGA HOSH
- it’s silent
- until you burst out laughing
- he says “actually my name’s soonyoung but everyone calls me hoshi!!” and you’re like what a cute
- he then asks “can you meet me here again tomorrow?? i want to give you something as thanks for helping me find koko” and you’re like “uhhh okay sure”
- you get home and your dad’s like wtf took you so long the convenience store is only like ten mins away but you explain to him what happened and he doesn’t believe you and you’re like BUT IT’S TRUE
- the next day you go back to the park at the same time as the day before to find hoshi there with a bag in his hands
- when you approach him he hands you the bag and it’s filled with FRESH CHICKEN EGGS and you’re like what’s this for??
- he says “it’s for helping me find koko, thank you for your hard work!! these are the best eggs because her mom hatched them”
- and this my friend is a memory that you and hoshi still laugh about to this day
- to keep your childhood memories alive, every time you guys worked hard for a project or studied hard or did anything that required hard work basically, you guys find some cool spot around town and drink yakult while talking isn’t that cute
- hoshi’s the type who’s down for anything (nothing illegal though ofc)
- you could be like hoshi let’s get handcuffed to each other for a week and he’d be like YES and probably make up a speech about how it will strengthen your friendship
- reaaally good at dancing and always tries to teach you the dances he knows
- when he joins dance competitions you’re always there to cheer him on
- loves singing too so he’s always down to go karaoke!!
- he used to be self-conscious about his 10:10 eyes but after you told him you loved them, he grew to love his eyes
- but now he always has to mention when it’s 10:10am or 10:10pm and you’re like okay i know i heard it the past thousands of times hoshi I KNOW
- he lends you his pyjamas when you sleep over at his house
- puns and lame jokes together all the time but when his jokes are really bad you either slap your forehead or cringe
- when your jokes are really bad he laughs really hard and you both just end up rolling on the floor crying for the next ten mins
- always drags you into going into haunted houses with him even though he’s absolutely terrified lmao
- “psh i wasn’t scared it’s called acting
- always gets in trouble because he always accidentally screams excitedly over the smallest things
- sometimes you meet him at his family’s farm and you see him just laughing and playing with koko who’s thankfully still alive
- accidentally calls you koko sometimes and you’re like wtf
- and he’s like well it makes sense because you’re a…… chick FINGERS GUNS and you just slap the back of his head
- it’s too hard to stay mad at him. because of this he gets away with anything and it’s all your fault because you’re WEAK
- ALWAYS taking pictures of you guys
- you found it annoying at first but you get to see how you guys grew up together and you love it!!
- hoshi likes taking pictures with the exact same pose as a picture you guys took from years ago so you two can compare then and now
- but not much has changed because you’re both still as close as EVER
- when he goes to the convenience store or any little shop, he always gets two of everything he needs to buy one for him and one for you
- for your birthday, he always throws this huge birthday party for you but he always effs up like last year he set the tablecloth on fire
- there’s just never a boring day with hoshi
- no matter how bad your day is, no matter how heartbroken or sad or angry you are
- he always finds a way to make you feel better
- “hoshi”
- “hm?”
- “you’re the best”
- “you are too, (name)”

EXO Reaction: Telling Them You’re Pregnant


(These are so cute and cheesy awh I’m proud about writing these lol)


You heard the front door of the apartment shut as you sat on the toilet seat, chewing on your nails nervously. You had been waking up with morning sickness for the past week and you knew what that could mean. While Xiumin was out with the boys you went to the local drug store and bought two pregnancy tests and took them about fifteen minutes before Minseok returned home. You picked up the tests off the counter and couldn’t stop the tears and the wide smile as you looked at the small plus sign displayed across both of them. You hurried out of the bathroom with the sticks in your hands, hugging Minseok before shyly handing him the tests.

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chim-chim-jibooty  asked:

Headcanon. Fluffy Jikook with tons PDA in front of the guys.

(tbh I’ve never heard of PDA as a word before but Google is my best friend ㅋㅋ)

- Jimin pressing his tiny sweaterpaws against Jungkooks cheeks, grinning at how it makes his face look even cuter

- how could Jungkook not poke Jimin into his incredibly chubby, cute cheeks?

- leaning their foreheads against each other

- Yoongi seems slightly disturbed after he runs into them loving each other against the wall

- “it has to stop!” - “Let them live, yoongi!” - “you didn’t saw Jimin getting f-” - “Let them live!”

- Hoseok has to cover Yoongis eyes whenever Jikook makes out on the couch

- Jimin sitting on top of Jungkook- just to admire his handsome face

- whenever Jimin gets insecure about himself Jungkook is right there to increase his self-esteem

- Their lips are made for each other

- After every kiss they can’t help but giggle at how happy they are

- Hugs, cuddles and love everywhere!

- Jimin putting his arms around Jungkooks neck and burying his face into it

- Jungkook holding Jimin tightly until he falls asleep to make sure he sleeps well

- Jikook in their bathtub - Jimin cleaning Jungkook and falls in love with him even more because of his puppy look; Jungkook admiring Jimins body and kisses every spot he can reach

- “I will never touch that bathtub again” - “Jin, they will clean it!” - “That won’t wash away the sins!”

anonymous asked:

yugyeom's reaction to his s/o showering him in love in the mornings! for example, kissing him all over his face, saying "bare faced gyeom-ah! good morning~ saranghaeo~" ❤

​You slowly opened your eyes and were greeted with the love of your life peacefully sleeping next you, his bare face looking absolutely angelic. His features never failed to amaze you. His puffy chubby cheeks, his long eye lashes, the dozen of moles scattered across his face, and his perfectly shaped lips. All of it was so pleasing to see and every second that passed of you looking at him, the more you’d fall in love with him. There’s was nothing more you treasured than waking up next to Yugyeom. Not being able to contain the love you had for him, you began peppering his face with small butterfly kisses. You could then feel his arm snake around you and pull you towards him.
“Good morning Yugyeom!! Did I wake you?”
Yugyeom let out a small sigh of content as he blinked slowly, his eyes still adjusting to the light. He glanced over to you, a huge smile on his lips, “Good morning.”
A small blush would become evident on his chubby cheeks, “I… love it when you wake me up with kisses.”
A giggle would escape your lips as you snuggled closer towards him, wanting to feel your body against his, “That’s why I do it every other day.” You replied before beginning to pepper his face with chaste kisses once again. Yugyeom’s blush only began to grow and he’d eventually, gently, grab the sides of your face to hold you still and plant a long deep good morning kiss on your lips, “I love you…” He’d mumble softly, still getting used to saying those three words.
You buried your face into his chest, trying to hide the growing smile, “I love you too, so much.”
Yugyeom wrapped his arms around you, his smile still intact from hearing you repeat those three word, “Let’s just stay in bed all today, yeah?”