look how pretty this turned out huh

anonymous asked:

That comment about u drawing victor not pretty 100% of the time, well the show is from Yuuri's perspective so of course Victor is gunna look like a model even when he sneezes. Yuuri practicly views victor as aphrodite.

huh well i guess that is true? (wonder how the show would have turned out if it was from viktors perspective?)

Yuuris perspective:

Everyone else’s perspective:

The boy is blinded by love 

Tornado with legs

Levi scrubs the last of the dirt off the coffee table. “Finally.” That’s the last time he trusts Isabel to bring a ‘mystery box’ into the apartment.

He hears a crash in the kitchen, followed by a squeak of “Oops!” Isabel is a freaking tornado with legs. He sighs as he goes to investigate what she’s mussed up now.

“I was never-”

“I know,” Isabel interrupts. “You were never this crazy when you were 5!” she mimics with R’s that sound suspiciously like W’s.

Levi suppresses a grin at her sass. He shoos her off while he rights the stool she managed to topple over.

The doorbell rings and Isabel rounds the corner at top speed. “I’ll get it!”

“No, no, no!” Levi scoops her up. “Remember what we talked about? You’re going to watch a movie while Eren and I study.”

Isabel nods wisely. “‘Cause it took you a whole year just to invite him over.”

Sure, tell the kid a million times not to jump on the furniture with muddy shoes and it’s in one ear and out the other. Mention your undying crush on a certain football player while you think she’s napping, however, and she remembers every single word you say about him. Unless, of course, Hange told her. Quite frankly he wouldn’t put it past them.

Levi takes a deep breath. “Don’t repeat that again,” he says. “Ever.”

Isabel giggles.

Eren knocks on their door. Levi sets Isabel down. “You remember how to set up Netflix?”

Duh,” Isabel says proudly before marching towards the living room.

Levi laughs. He never imagined himself as the guardian of such a spunky kid at the age of 19, but she makes him a little more grateful for it every day. Even if she does like to pour an entire bottle of bubble bath in the tub and turn the water on full blast. He shudders.

He makes one last stop at the mirror in the hallway to fix his hair before he opens the door. He has to pause a second, the same as always, and just admire Eren’s radiant smile before he can say hello.

“Levi!” Eren says. “How’s it- oh, who’s this little angel?” he asks, peeking around Levi.

Angel. Levi almost snorts.

“I’m Izzy!” Isabel says confidently. “And I’m-”

“Supposed to be watching a movie,” Levi finishes for her, turning around to fix her with a stern look.

Isabel sticks her tongue out at him.

“Izzy, huh?” Eren smiles another brilliant, blinding, beautiful smile. “That’s a cool name.”

Isabel nods. “And you’re Eren.”

Eren tilts his head at her and Levi’s stomach drops a little. “How did you know that?” Eren asks.

“Green eyes. Nice hair. Pretty face.” Isabel ticks each point off on her fingers. “You gotta be Eren.”

“Izzy!” Levi whispers.

Eren raises his brows at Levi’s back.

Levi’s face burns. He refuses to turn around; half because he can’t look at Eren right now, half because he’s having a stare down with a pint-sized hurricane that possesses just as much bravado as he does.

Eren pipes up against the silence that has fallen over the apartment. “Pretty face, huh?”

And like a switch, Isabel goes from scowling to grinning. “Uh huh. Levi talks about you lots. Like, all the time.”

Isabel.”

“S’kinda annoying. But he really, really likes-” Levi clamps a hand over her mouth.

“She’s had a little too much sugar,” he explains apologetically. He shoots Isabel a look. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t get anymore for a while.”

Isabel glares at Levi. A hint of mischief lights up her eyes, and before Levi can work out what she’s up to- “Ew!” - she licks his hand.

Levi grumbles his way to the bathroom, turning the water on as hot as he can handle it.

Eren shifts under Isabel’s intense stare. She’s sizing him up, lips set in a firm line and eyes narrowed. She nods, satisfied with whatever conclusion she’s come to and takes Eren by the hand. “C’mon. I’ll paint your nails.”

Eren laughs, and allows her to lead him into the living room. She chatters away a mile a minute. He tries his best to keep up, and nods encouragingly when she finds the perfect nail polish to match his black shirt: the brightest blue in her collection.

He looks around at the pictures on the walls, tempted to ask who they all are, but Isabel says something that catches his attention.

“What was that, Izzy?”

“You’re nice,” she repeats. “That’s why Uncle Levi likes you so much.” She brushes another coat on his index nail. Half of it ends up on his skin. “You like him too, don’t you?” She looks up at Eren and smiles. “I can tell.”

Levi watches them from the archway, waiting eagerly for an answer. Eren simply smiles at Isabel, and when she resumes her work on his fingernails, he gives a small nod.

Isabel is a freaking tornado with legs, and Levi loves her more than anything in the world. Though, watching Eren ruffle her hair with his clean hand, he’s becoming a close second.

Overdue Notice

pairing: Moana x Ariel (moariel)

words: 3k

summary: Moana really wants her book she has on call from the library, it’s been three weeks and it should have been returned by now, when she finally runs into the redhead on campus who’s checked it out it’s more of an experience than she bargained for to finally check it out

The lesbian Disney college AU no one asked for.

AO3

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Jailhouse Fuc-Uh rock

Dean x Reader

Summary; You and Dean go undercover in Dwight Correction Centre, Illinois to catch a rogue Reaper, luckily for you two, the prison houses both Men and Women together.

A/N: So, after seeing the gifs of Dean in Prison again it spurred my muse to write a one-shot about the Reader and Dean in prison together, now I did my research and there was a Prison that temporarily housed both Men and Women convicts before closing in 2013, it was based in Denver – Illinois however I have absolutely zilch idea on how accurate this would possibly be so lets just take the accuracy with a pinch of salt!

Word Count: 4,318

Warnings: Swearing, Smut, Dom!Dean, hand-on-throat sexy action but not too intense, Violence

Originally posted by proof-is-in-the-pudding

“Well, personally I thought that it took you a little while to get here but looks like you finally made it” you said from the back of a riot van.

“Can it princess, you and your lunatic boyfriend enjoy your time in there together while you still can before the trial where you both get put away, apart, for a long, long time” the driver warns you.

You roll your eyes and shake the shackles that are binding both your arms and legs which are attached to the bottom of the van “yeah I’m sure we will.”

Dean just shakes his head, sat next you and in the exact same position “y'know, we robbed four stores before you amazing cops made your appearance.”

“Shut the hell up, didn’t get away though did ya?”

You and Dean both share a look before deciding that it’s probably best if you do cram it for now, so how did you end up here?

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Shu Headcanon (Happy Valentines Day! Edition)

(Hold onto your bed sheets ladies!! Happy valentines! This could be quite dark for some! 😘❤️)

You rearranged everything again. Did it look better like this?
Flowers-check
Handmade chocolate for Shu-check
Nice clean bed-check
Candles and petals-check
Huh…what else?
Sexy underwear-check!
So what’s missing??
A knock at the door! Ah! It’s Shu!
You take a deep breath and grin excitedly opening the door.
“Happy Valentines!”
Your flat mate and best friend looked surprised.
“Ahh..thanks?!” She giggled.
“Oh, sorry. I thought it was Shu. It’s getting really late!” You sighed, looking at the time.
“Did he say he was coming?”
“Well..no..not really. But he should!” You look back at your room. “I tried really hard for him.”
“Aw, honey. Maybe he’s busy? Anyway I’m just letting you know I’m off out now.”
She hugged you and left.
Now you never felt so alone. It was way past any reasonable time for him to show up and you were feeling so tired.
You blow the candles out and slump on the bed, close to tears.
How could he? Why didn’t he come?
You take your dress off and throw it on the floor, getting inside your cosy bed.
You look at your empty room and burst into tears, switching the light off and curling up.
After crying so much your eyes started to sting and become more tired.
“Your face is pretty after you cry.” He whispers in your ear. His body pressed against your back.
How dare he?!
You ignore him.
“Heh…ignore me if you want..I’ll just leave.”
“N-no!” You turn to him immediately.
“Huh..you’re such a bothersome woman…did you do all this for me?”
“Yes!” You frown, “And you didn’t come!”
He smirks, stretching out his long body.
“Didn’t say I would…”
You roll your eyes and fight between wanting to cuddle up to him and hitting his head with a pillow.
“You’re eyes…are they sore?”
“Yes..” You rub at them subconsciously.
“Heh..stupid woman..”
He leans over and kisses you. You sigh wantonly and give into him.
“Still wanting me..even after I made you cry like this..so stupid..”
He gently bites your bottom lip and licks up the blood. You frown at the pain and groan.
“Mmm, good girl…” He breathes heavily, moving his kisses and fangs down your neck. “You must have strong feelings for me?”
“I-I do Shu! I’d do anything!”
“Anything? Would you die?”
You nod, not really thinking, only the lips on your neck was all you cared about.
“Heh..stupid…bothersome woman.” His fangs sink into your skin and you gasp.
“Och…” You hold onto him tight as he sucks, the motion making your neck sore.
“ I-I love you Shu..that’s why.” You explain weakly.
“Then die for me..”
huh? You start to panic.
His fangs move over your main artery.
“I could cut this…you would bleed out..”
You gasp and cold shivers of fear run through you.
“Humm… I can smell that..you’re scared? You don’t want to die for me?”
He was teasing, his cold blue eyes stared blankly into yours.
“I-I..”
Shu moves his hand over your sex, you are confused as to where this was leading.
“But you are still wet for me right?…you really are so lewd.. even when you could die. Right now.”
“S-Shu..stop..please..” You shiver again and notice Shu smirk.
“Stop? Didn’t you say you loved me?”
You nod, you really did and you would do anything for him.
“So wouldn’t dying be easy for you to please me?”
You stare up at him. Shu.
The only man you had loved so intensely.
“Yes. So please Shu…please take what you want..”
Shu raised an eyebrow, “So I should kill you? Let you die for me?”
“If..if that’s what Shu wants..I’ll die for you..”
He watches you carefully. Lots of thoughts running though his mind.
Yet he still looks cold and blank.

(To be continued-if there is enough likes!)

✰Kokichi & KI-BO✰

Since I’ve watched Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt pretty recently, I got inspired to do this little X-Over ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ

I’m like around 7 years too late with this, huh ?(゜▽゜;)

Pretty Boys (Part 1)

A/N: This was honestly so much fun to write. If you like it and want a part 2 please let me know :)


He looked around. His hands in his pockets, he continued walking down the hallway accompanied by the screams of girls. Soon enough a circle was formed around him. He stopped and observed. A disguised look formed on his face when he saw her. Y/N. Unlike the other girls she didn’t praise him. She was the only one in the school who hadn’t confessed to him. She hated him as much as he hated her. The fact that she completely ignored him though, somehow made him upset. How could she? He was rich, pretty and smart. He had the whole package.
“Jungkook!”
A girl from grade 2 came in front of him, making him glance at her. He didn’t even bother talking to her, he just looked her way.
“I made this for you..Please accept my feelings..”
She shyly said while handing him a cupcake. His sudden gesture of grabbing it made everyone gasp, and the girl smile widely, but when he tossed it on the ground seconds late, everyone in the room laughed. He pushed the heartbroken girl away and made his way to where, his two other friends were.
Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook. The trinity as the other students liked to call them. The handsome, rich boys that every girl dreamed of.
“Hey! Who do you think you are to do something like that?” Y/N came running towards him.

“Me? I am Jeon Jungkook, and now if you brat don’t want to get expelled leave” He shot her one of his signature smirks and turned back to talking to his other two friends. The fact that he thought, just because his father owned the school, he could do whatever he wanted was one of the things she hated about him.
Taehyung looked at her apologetically before she turned around and left. The rest of the day passed painfully slow before the bell rang dismissing the last class of the day and students ran out of the school entrance,one of them was Y/N. She quickly made her way towards her house, when someone grabbed her arm.
“Hey,hey! Why the sudden hurry?” She turned around to see Taehyung
“Huh? How come your majesty talks to me? Aren’t you afraid of someone seeing you and telling it to your pretty girlfriend?” She teasingly said.
“Shut up! It’s my fault I wanted to keep you some company on your way home, but okay, walk home alone. Bye!”
Before she could even protest he was already running the opposite direction. She may hated the trinity saying they were all ignorant rich kids but, Taehyung was different. Gentle, funny and nice. She always had a crush on him but she knew she didn’t have a chance. She was another ordinary girl that was lucky enough to get a scholarship to a good school and he was the handsome rich boy. He even had a girlfriend. She was so pretty, a model. Most of the times Y/N and Tae hang around he would talk about his noona. He loved her to death, and that’s what tore Y/N apart..

Purple | Taehyung, You

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Warning: Tae is a cute nerd in this AU, get ready

Why do you have to be different?

Tori was 14 when she realised the power she possessed. At first, it was hard for her to understand the simple things. Why everyone would keep insisting that her eyes were brown when they clearly weren’t. Why she would be able to hear people’s thoughts when she looked them directly in the eye. Why the boy she had had a crush on for 3 years, the man who had never talked to her once in his life before, asked her on a date the second they spoke.

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Astro Reacts | JinJin Meets His Internet Friend IRL

Author’s Note: Gif isn’t mine of course! And here is another series. For those of you who love long things to read, these are for you because i always tend to write so much lol. hope you enjoy. ♥ -assstro

JinJin | MJ | Eunwoo | MoonBin | Rocky | Sanha

  • JinJin has bonded really quickly with you over the few years you’ve been Internet friends
  • He’s never had an Internet friend before, but he decided to talk with you
  • because unlike anyone else, you treated him like a normal person
  • You never put him on a pedestal because of his fame
  • he loved you for your support, and your generally strong, distinct personality
  • And of course, your strange sense of humor
  • You, JinJin and MJ sometimes group call on Skype, and may I say
  • It’s chaotic good, especially when the maknaes are around
  • Though MoonBin and Eunwoo don’t appreciate it at night
  • Anyway
  • Now that he’s grown more of a liking to you…
  • the idea of meeting you in person only made JinJin happier

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Flaunt

Originally posted by smendesgifs

Shawn Mendes x Reader

Word count: 938

A/N: Anon requested ; “Shawn showing you his photoshoot and it ends smutty” soooooo here it is ! X

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I hear the front door open and close as I sit on my bed, in awe, watching my laptop screen intently. I flick from video to gif to photo to gif to my drink bottle. I knew Shawn’s ‘Flaunt Magazine’ photoshoot was coming out today but I must say, I was certainly not prepared for this. My jaw is basically in my lap as I look through the photos for what must be the hundredth time. “Y/N?” Shawn calls from downstairs. “Up here!” I yell, not taking my eyes off the beauty in front of me. As I see Shawn’s figure walking through the doorway, I finally lift my eyes off the screen. “H-” He begins but I put my hand up to shush him. “I am honestly lost for words. Like I just don’t know what to say right now.” I say, my mouth still agape. He furrows his brows in concern. “Have I done something?” He asks softly. I grab my laptop and turn it around for Shawn to view what I’ve been looking at all morning. His cheeks instantly flush and he pushes the computer away from his sight. “Wha-why?” He asks so obviously embarrassed about the situation. “Um maybe because I know how attractive you are normally but this is on a COMPLETE different level of like… fucking sexy!? And you said you weren’t sure it even went well!” I almost yell, completely exasperated, my hands waving around, unable to hide my love and appreciation for the shoot. Shawn places both hands on his face and falls onto the bed, burying his face in the duvet.

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Twenty-One

Request by @supernaturalymarvel: I just found your blog and omg *-* i was wondering if you could write me a reader x dean winchester (seriously love him) where the reader grew up with Sam and Dean and when she turns 21 they take her out drinking and lets slip of a little secret (shes a werewolf or something you can decide :*) and he flips out and so does sam and they get all mad and shout but they realise hey! I still love her and dean gets all fluffy and says he loves her and things XD

Word Count: 4213

Warnings: None

Version en Español: Veintiuno


“Hurry up, Y/N!” Dean called through the bathroom door. “If you’re not ready in five minutes, we’re leaving your ass.”

“You wouldn’t,” you responded with confidence, applying your mascara carefully. “It’s my birthday and not even you’re mean enough to leave someone behind on their birthday.”

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the boys you do || calum hood

“Hey Cal… can I ask you a question?” you asked the person you considered one of your best friends for over 5 years now. He’s sat on a couch backstage, you were visiting on tour because you’d called last week and told Cal you just couldn’t possibly go another day without seeing his chubby cheeks. Cal chuckled at you, which you swore was your favorite sound, and then told you to come on out.

“You just did.” he chuckled, but patted the spot next to him, indicating you should sit. You roll your eyes, but take the spot. “Is that my flannel you’re wearing?” he asks, “How long have you had that. Hell it doesn’t matter, I’m pretty sure it looks better on you.” he shrugs.

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No More Sex! - Bucky x Reader (Part 3)

This is more angsty than I wanted it to be. xD  Blame the female hormones.

Summary - You decide to keep it up for 2 months, wanting Bucky to live with the full length of his ‘punishment’. But when you come back early from your -meant to be- 2 week long mission, dressed in something that would drive Bucky crazy. Will he give in or will he give you a taste of your own medicine?

Word Count - 2.3K

Originally posted by sebastianstahp

Warnings - crappy writing, mentions of kinky stuff, swearing, teasing, the beginning of roleplay? a little smutty I guess. That’s all?

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Movie Date

“Can you write one where your crush is your best friend even though you go to different schools, and you go see a movie together and it’s cute but also you hook up in the back row? ;) He’s really tall and I’m short so if you wanna include that you can. Thanks :)”

Not my best work but I hope you enjoy anyway. And by the way, unless you specify otherwise I’ll always make the characters sassy because I find those imagines to be the cutest! (I can try writing super cheesy fluff but I’ll be cringing the whole time haha)

Word count: 2222 (that made me so happy)


You walk into the movie theater, reluctance making you drag your feet, although you’re secretly very excited. Reluctance because you gave in and agreed to watch that stupid Life of Pets movie instead of the much cooler movie you wanted. And excitement because you’ll be watching the movie with your crush, (c/n).

You check your texts again. (C/n) said he arrived five minutes ago, and he’s still in line for popcorn. You look up, scanning the food buying area until you spot him. He’s paying already.

“Hey (c/n)!” you call out, walking over. “Get me a popcorn!” There’s a looong line behind him and you’re not getting into it.

“Too late,” he says, turning around and exiting the line. He holds up a bag of popcorn. “It’s okay though, I got a large. I will allow you to take a piece or two.”

You give him a big, fake smile. “Your generosity astounds me,” you say sarcastically.

He mirrors your smile. “I know, I’m a saint.”

You reach over and grab a handful of popcorn. “Hey!” he says indignantly, reaching out a hand to retrieve his stolen goods, but you jump away, laughing.

“I’m sorry, did you want this back?” You chuck a piece at him, pegging him on the forehead. Bullseye. You do a victory dance.

(C/n) growls playfully and grabs a couple pieces of popcorn, aiming for your face. You duck, but one of them bounces off your head anyway. You throw a last piece at him and tear off down the hallway.

(C/n) chases you down and catches up to you just as you both arrive at the door of your assigned theater. You quickly down the rest of your handful of popcorn, munching happily as he glowers. “Mmm, buttery, thanks (c/n)!” You look over his shoulder. In his hurry to catch up he spilled popcorn out of the bag all over the hallway. “Nice job,” you remark, pointing.

He turns to look. “Oops.” He turns back, and for a second you look at each other. “Hey (y/n),” he says, grinning.

“Hey (c/n).” You grin back. You’ve almost forgotten that this is the first time in a while that you’re seeing him in person. Your friendship has developed so much over text that talking to him for real just feels natural and ordinary. Still, you appreciate being able to see him in the flesh, actually experience the hilarious height difference, hear his voice, and hey, he smells good, too.

“Well, let’s watch this movie, shall we?” He gestures to the theater door.

You sigh dramatically, remembering the stupid cartoon you’re about to watch. “I’m so not excited. Only for you, (c/n).”

He seems pleased with himself. “After you,” he says in mock politeness. You walk in and he follows you to your seats in the back of the theater. The hookup row, you can’t help but think. But hey, you didn’t pick these seats, he did. And it was probably a good choice, because knowing him, he’ll talk disruptively through the entire movie.

The trailers are still going, and that cartoon he keeps texting you about comes on. He gets visibly excited. “That’s the movie I was talking about! Looks sick, right?”

“Mmmhm,” you say without passion. (C/n) and his cartoons….He blabbers on. “We’re watching that next. Soon. Maybe right after this we watch that.” As he talks you quickly google it. “Oh my god, chill, it comes out in like two weeks.”

He shrugs. “Okay, fine, two weeks. It’s a date.”

“Um - that’s not - okay…” you stutter, torn between your nervousness at the word “date” and your eagerness to see him as much as possible. In typical (y/n) fashion, you quickly change the subject. “You’re hogging the popcorn. I want some.” You hold out your hand expectantly.

He looks scornfully at you and makes a show of dropping two small pieces into your hand. “Okay, give me that,” you say, grabbing the bag from his lap and putting it on yours. He tries to take it back, gripping the edges of the bag and brushing the front of your shirt in the process. But you won’t submit. This popcorn is yours now.

Luckily, the trailers finally finish up and the movie begins, so (c/n) gives up and sits back in his chair to watch. You gobble your popcorn triumphantly as the opening scene unfurls.

Suddenly your back pocket buzzes, and you jump. Oh, it’s just your phone. You pull it out and read the notification on the lock screen. It’s a text from (f/n) to your group chat. HOWS YOUR DATE GOING (Y/N)?!?!?!?! Another message pops up from (f/n/2), reading ^^&&&.

Typical. You don’t know how she always manages to make that typo. (F/n) texts DID YOU MAKE OUT YET and you suddenly remember who you’re sitting right next to. You quickly hide your phone and sneak a glance sideways to see if (c/n) read the messages over your shoulder. He’s looking straight ahead at the big screen, but the smirk on his face tells you that he probably saw everything. You wince and mentally facepalm. Turning your phone away so he can’t see it, you quickly text back, Omg stfu (f/n) we’re not making out! and then add, I’m turning on Do Not Disturb…see ya in two hours hoes!! You shut your phone and put it back in your pocket.

“Friends checking up on you?” (c/n) teases, and you know from his tone that he definitely saw their texts. Great. “Uhhh, yeah.” How else are you supposed to respond?

(C/n) just keeps smirking to himself, and you both turn your attention back to the movie.

Every couple minutes he turns and looks at you expectantly, sometimes asking, “What do you think?” or “Pretty great, huh?” You mostly respond with noncommittal grunts. The movie is just as stupid as you thought it would be.

You munch on your stolen popcorn. (C/n) reaches into the bag every few seconds to get popcorn for himself. Every once in awhile you’ll go in at the same time, and your hands bump into each other clumsily. Of course, neither of you backs down, and you fight over control of the popcorn, which just means you shove each other’s hands away and grab as much as possible.

You go in for another handful, and (c/n)’s hand goes in after yours. But this time, instead of pushing your hand out of the way, he just clamps his hand over yours. As in, you feel his palm resting on the back of your hand. You’re confused, and at the same time, your heart starts to flutter. You look over at him. He’s still staring straight ahead, but he’s smiling, and he’s got a bit of a devious look right at this moment.

Your hand is still clenched around the popcorn, but it looks like that’s not what’s happening right now, so you allow it to go limp and release the popcorn, not without feeling a little sad. No matter how much you love boys, food will always be a priority too.

(C/n) takes this opportunity to lace his fingers between yours, and now it seems like he’s holding your hand. Well, okay then! This is certainly a development. Amidst your nervous confusion and excitement, you smile a little picturing your friends’ reactions when you tell them about this.

As if holding your hand isn’t enough, (c/n) starts rubbing circles with his thumb, sending shivers down your spine. Your breathing seems to get louder and you worry that he can hear it. Maybe he can also hear your heart beating furiously in your chest.

If someone were to ask you the plot of the movie at this point you would have no idea what to tell them.

After several minutes of this, he untwines his fingers from yours and takes his hand out of the popcorn bag. You can’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment, but it doesn’t last long, because next thing you know that arm is now around your shoulder. He pulls you towards him and rests his head on the top of yours. For once you appreciate being as short as you are. The ten inch difference is really helping with this whole cuddling thing. 


Well, he’s been sending some hella obvious signals, and it’s finally enough to encourage you to do something. You turn towards him, grip the armrest that’s separating the two of you, and lift your face towards his. He looks down at you, that sexy smirk on his lips, understanding in his eyes. As you stretch your head upwards he leans down to meet you, crashing his mouth onto yours.

You’re hesitant at first. You’re unsure of what to do, but (c/n) seems much more confident, and you remember wryly that he has plenty of experience, from everything he’s told you. But this is not the time to be thinking about all his sexual exploits. (C/n) parts his lips slightly and allows his tongue to graze your lips, and your mind is quickly wiped of any thoughts outside of him and his mouth and OH. MY. GOD.

You open your mouth a little too, and he takes this as his cue to tilt his head and dive in deeper. This is definitely making out, and fuck, it’s so much better than in the movies. You’re deaf to the sounds of the one playing in front of you. You don’t give a crap about those stupid cartoon pets, and at last, it seems as though (c/n) doesn’t either.

He cups your face in his hands and you grab his neck, trying to pull yourself closer. The goddamn armrest is in the way. You stand up slightly and slide over into his lap, letting your feet dangle over the seat next to his. He pulls apart to take a breath, and grins. “Much better,” he says approvingly. His voice is low and sexy, different than you’ve ever heard it before. You would love to listen to it more, but you would love even more to just keep making out. So that’s what you do. Neither of you seems inclined to break away at any point. So you don’t.

You don’t even notice the end credits starting until the lights go up, and the theater isn’t dark enough to hide you anymore. You jump away hastily.

People are getting up and exiting the theater, passing you on the way out. You get up and follow them out, (c/n) close behind. You feel lightheaded and your legs are a bit unsteady. You stumble a little as you walk out the door, and he grabs your elbow. “You okay there?” he teases, putting his arm around you protectively.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” you say, smiling. “I am very much okay.”

“Wonder why,” he responds sarcastically. You elbow him. “Shut up, dumbass,” you say playfully, though you’re a little embarrassed at how bubbly and elated you feel and how obvious you’re making it. This is very out of character for you. You’re sassy and sarcastic, not dreamy and happy.

(C/n) chuckles and hugs you closer to him as you walk towards the front doors of the theater. “You’re so cute,” he says.

Your cheeks heat up. What do you say to that? “Um…thanks,” you mumble, feeling very flustered.

You call your parents for rides, and then sit down on the front steps to wait.

“So,” he says. “Good movie, huh?”

You nod. “Oh, yeah. You were right. Totally worth it.”

He grins at you, eyes twinkling. “What was your favorite part?”

“Umm….” You have absolutely no idea what actually happened in the movie. “The part with the animals?”

He laughs, and you melt at how adorable he is. “Same (y/n), same.”

You giggle. Like a little girl. What is this boy doing to you?!

“So two weeks is a little too long for me. I’m thinking we need to meet up sooner than that,” he says casually.

You can’t keep the smile off your face. “Did you get that Pikachu you wanted yet?”

“Nope.” He sighs. “I think Pikachu hates me.”

“Understandable.”

“Hey!” He nudges you playfully.

You laugh apologetically. “I bet my Pikachu won’t hate you,” you hint. “Our train station is always open!”

The smirk is back. “Maybe I’ll stop by. Grace your town with my presence,” he says, as if it’s the kindest thing he could do for anyone.

“Don’t trouble yourself!”

He chuckles. “No, no. It would be my pleasure to hunt Pokemon with you, (y/n).”

“Likewise, (c/n).”

You smile down at your hands. Just then, your mom pulls up and honks her horn.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming!” You jump up and open the car door. As you climb in, you turn and wave to (c/n). “See ya,” you call out to him.

He winks at you and waves back. You shut the door and your mom drives away. Before you get too far, you turn back to look, and you can see (c/n) sitting on the steps, smiling to himself.


Read about their Pokemon Go date here!

Early Christmas present

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Taehyung x reader

Fandom: BTS

Summary: After weeks of begging you finally get your bestfriend, Namjoon, to set you up with his friend Taehyung. 

(A/N: Listen, I hate movies with cheesy stuff but let’s be honest. Kim Taehyung would be the cheesiest/romantic boyfriend.)

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

“Listen, I won’t even ask for anything for Christmas! Just do me this one favor, pleeeeeeassseee.” You wrapped your arms around his and pouted.

Namjoon rolled his eyes.

“But do you understand what could happen if something wrong goes between you two? One of you is going to make me pick sides and I can guarantee I’ll always picks yours, Y/N.”

“But if things go well then i’ll owe you so much.”

“If it goes well that might mean you two will ignore me or i’ll be the third wheel. Why is this a good idea again?”

The two of you were walking along the streets on the way home from attempting to go Christmas shopping for your families. Namjoon being your long time best friend you knew he wouldn’t be annoyed of your half-joking pleads. He was the one who went out and made a new friend. A very attractive and smart new friend.

“Because I won’t have to spend Christmas alone this year?…..It would just be nice I guess…” You pretended to act sad and let out a sigh.

Namjoon looked over at you, analyzing your face to see if it was really worth all the risks he came up with in his head.

“…..Fine. I’ll talk to him. It’s Taehyung’s decision if he really wants to ask you out though.”

When your face lit up and you thanked him a billion times he couldn’t help but smile back. Both of you walked into your apartment building together but split up to go your separate ways into your rooms after exchanging goodbyes. You ran into your room, throwing aside the bags you had been carrying home and throwing yourself onto your bed. You tossed and turned in excitement in the thought of being able to go on a date. When you got passed all the thoughts of how good everything was going to go, your thoughts started to veer off. What if he says no and you don’t even get to attempt to go out with him? What if things just don’t work out or he doesn’t like you? During your existential fit you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. It was Namjoon.

“Yeah? What’s up?” 

“Come to my room really quick.”

“For what?-” Before you could even wait for an answer he had already hung up on you. Then again you figured he’s probably just going to ask you for clothes advice or to take pictures of him. After pulling yourself out of bed, you dragged yourself across the hall and banged on the door.

“I’m here. Open the door..”

With your face lazily pressed against his door you could hear footsteps coming to the door. When the person opened it you felt yourself fall into them but also felt their hands trying to hold you up. Taehyung laughed.

“Sorry, I would have warned you if I knew you were laying against it.” He apologized.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck-” You thought to yourself, immediately standing up straight.

“N-no! I mean, it’s fine. It was my fault.”

Namjoon waved you at from behind Tae, sitting on the couch enjoying your little embarrassed freak out. You glared at him before Taehyung reached behind you to shut the door.  

“You’re Y/N, right?” He asked as you walked past him to go over to Namjoon.

“Yeah…We met at Yoongi’s party. I sorta tagged along with Namjoon.”

He nodded. “I remember. I was going to go over and talk to you but I thought you guys were together. He talks about you alot.”

You shook your head. “Oh. We aren’t together!”

Taehyung smiled. “I heard….oh. I think i’m talking too much. You came here to talk to Namjoon, huh? “

You looked over at him. Apparently Taehung didn’t have an idea why you came over and now you knew that he called you over here for Tae. You weren’t sure what to tell him so you had to make something up.

“Oh. No…I usually just drop by if i’m not busy. Since you’re here though, maybe I should get going. I don’t want to interrupt you guys.”

As you started to head for the door Taehyung opened his mouth.

“If you’re not busy then-…”

You stopped and turned around. 

“If you’re not busy. Do you wanna go somewhere? With me?”

You couldn’t hide the smile on your face. “Sure. When?”

“Right now if you want.”

He looked back at Namjoon who nodded, showing it was okay with him if the two of you left.

“Sure! I’ll go get my jacket and shoes. I’ll be right back!” You told him before rushing back to your place. 

You quickly rushed yourself to try on as many jackets as possible so you could pick the right one. When you were ready you ran out of your room and saw Taehyung already standing inside of your place in the doorway. 

He gave a cute closed mouth smile. “Ready?”

“Yup.” You ran over to him and the two of you left.

You walked next to him as you were earlier with Namjoon, unsure of where he intended to take you. As happy as you were you were a little nervous. You hadn’t been on a date in a while so- wait. Was he even considering this a date? Was this a date? You were so lost in your own inner dialogue you didn’t even notice him staring. He watched your face, noticing you concentrating. 

“What is it?” He asked.

You snapped out of it and turned your head.

“Huh?

He giggled. “You seemed pretty serious for a second.”

You blushed. “Sorry..”

He shook his head. “You look cute when you’re focused. Plus look, we’re already here.”

You focused your attention on the area. It was an outdoor ice rink. You had only been ice skating once so you hoped you remembered how. 

“What’s your size?” He asked.

After you answered him he ran off to the counter and got both of you skates. He let you sit down on the bench, not bothering to hand you the skates himself. He sat down in front of you, taking your shoes off. He slid the skate on your foot and tied the laces for you.

“Thanks Tae.”

He smiled brightly at you, making you almost melt in your seat. For a second you questioned if this all was even real. He was being so sweet. He noticed you staring at him when he sat down next to you. He put his face close to yours and titled his head. 

“You’re doing it again.” He told you.

You felt your face starting to feel hot and you looked away from him. 

“….Do you want me to help you with your skates?” 

He looked down at them and then back at you.

“Ah. If you want to~”

You nodded, crouching down in front of him. He already had them on so you just tied them for him. He waited for you to stand back up so he could grab your hand and head out to get on the ice. His big hand almost completely covered yours, giving you this warm feel in your chest. The second before the two of you step on he suddenly realizes something.

“I never even thought about if you couldn’t ice skate. Can you?”

“Oh. Yeah but it’s been a while.”

“That’s okay. I was kind of hoping for an answer like that. That means you have to stay close by me so I can make sure you don’t fall. I won’t let it happen.”

A smile spread across you face and you let go of his hand just to lock arms with him and then reach down to re-grab his hand. He also seemed quite happy with the solution you provided. 

“Can I ask you something?” You asked as the two of you go on the ice.

He nodded. “Of course.”

“What did Namjoon say to you about me today?”

He tried to think of something to answer you with but all he said was, “I don’t think he mentioned you today. He just asked me to come over. Why?”

“…So you asked me out all on your own?”

Taehyung laughed. “Of course.”

You tried to cover your excited smile behind your scarf. He didn’t need convincing to ask you out and he was actually having a good time. You were nervous over nothing. 

Tipsy

Request Prompt: can you please make an imagine where Carl and reader are drunk and they just have fun and lots of flirtation please- Anon

Pairing: Carl Grimes x Reader

Warning: Fluff

A/N- Both Carl and the reader are 18 here.

Y/N POV

I stared at Daryl as he stared me down holding onto the wine bottle.

“Don’t you think you’re a little young for stuff like this?”, he smirked and I shrugged.

“I’m 18. At times like this I can do what I want.”, I stated and he chuckled.

“You drinking this alone? The whole bottle?”, He questioned and I smirked.

“I was gonna see if Carl wanted some.”, I said and he nodded.

“Doesn’t Rick know?”, he asked.

“Rick said it was fine. Just to not finish the whole bottle.”, I said and he chuckled.

“Alright then. Don’t get to fucked up.”, he stated and I chuckled as I carried the bottle to my house.

I walked through the door and plopped down on my couch before pulling the top off the bottle. I immediately chugged some down as Carl walked through the door.

“You started without me?”, he asked and I shrugged.

“You’re late.”, I stated.

“I had to put Judith to sleep. I have brother duty cut me some slack here.”, he whined and I giggled.

“Fine. You’re off the hook this time.”, I told him.

“Only one? Feel like I need to get wasted.”, he complained.

“Hey I had to have a 20 minute stare down with Daryl for this bottle. You can drink water.”, I said and he put up his hands.

“Alright. I’ll make the best of it.”, he sighed defeated and I laughed at him.

He took the bottle away from me and put it to his lips as he began to drink. Sooner or later we were both sitting there laughing at little things with an empty wine bottle. He was telling me about his runs outside the wall and couldn’t stop laughing.

“All I did was kick the walkers leg. And it just toppled over like its leg was missing.”, he laughed and I covered my mouth as I giggled.

I laid back onto the floor staring up at the ceiling fan. He noticed me staring off into space and moved to lay beside me. He turned to look at me before moving my hair put of my face. I could feel his intoxicated stare and cut my eyes at him.

“What are you staring at?”, I asked.

“Your face. I’ve never noticed how pretty you looked before.”, he stated and I blushed.

“Its not pretty. With the world being as fucked up as it is, my face is far from pretty.”, I said.

“It is pretty. Same for your eyes. Your hair. Your body.”, he smiled and I giggled at his drunken flirtatious state.

“Well then if that’s the case you’re cute too.”, I told him and turned to look at him.

“Really? And what cute about me huh?”, he asked.

“Your smile. You protectiveness. Your eye.”, I relied looking him in the eye.

“Even if one of them was shot out?”, he chuckled.

“Of course. I thought you were cute when we first met and I still think your cute now.”, I said.

“Aw. Shucks.”, he blushed and I giggled looking back at the ceiling.

“When you tell a joke you’d make me smile. Or when you’d be protective of Judith. Makes me think there’s still hope.”, I said.

He remain quiet and I let a tear rolled down to my ear. I turned to look at Carl who placed a soft kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes to kiss back and he moved so he was lying on top of me. I giggled as he he fell on my chest.

“I can’t even sit up straight.”, he chuckled.

“Yeah because we finished the whole bottle.”, I told him and he shook his head.

“Damn. Dad’s gonna kill me.”, He said and i giggled.

“Well Daryl won’t let me of the hook so easily.”, I added.

“But don’t cry Y/N. There is hope. As long as were alive there will always be hope.”, he stated and I smiled.

“ We won’t be for long.”, I stated and he chuckled rolling off of me.

In the future, Rogue killed Sting!

As requested by anon and anon


Sting:


Rogue:


Lector:


Sabertooth:


Frosch: [whimpering]


Sting: Well that kinda seems like a dick move bro.


Rogue: Oh come on, it’s not as if I want to kill you!


Lector: Well I dunno; maybe we should steer clear of Rogue for a little while Sting.


Yukino: That doesn’t seem very fair Lector, what if hearing about this and you acting that way is what causes Rogue to kill Sting?


Lector: Oh damn, this is gonna be hard.


Frosch: Fro thinks so too!


Rogue: Not you too Frosch!


Minerva: So in the matter of Rogue vs. Sting, Rogue is the stronger one?


Minerva: Orga pay up.


Orga: Way to lose me money Sting.


Sting and Rogue: You bet on this?!


Minerva and Orga: Of course.


Natsu: So that Future Rogue guy would have killed Sting? Huh, who would have thought it? I’m totally not acting suspicious at all.


Erza: …Natsu what do you know about this?


Natsu: NOTHING! I mean what? I say, look at how blue the sky is, isn’t it pretty?


Erza: Natsu, you’re really bad at this.


Natsu: [sighs] I know.


Weisslogia: So your boy is going to kill Sting then, Skiadrum?


Skiadrum: It would seem so.


Rogue: Hey! Things could turn out differently!


Future Rogue: I suppose they could, knowledge of the future changes the future.


Rogue: I have no idea who you are, but thank you!


Future Rogue: And after all, killing Sting was something I did.


Rogue: …Wait.


Future Rogue: But then again, I am you so I guess you’re just screwed in general.


Rogue: asdfghjkl You’re not helping!


Future Rogue: Funny, I never said that was my intention, did I?


Rogue: …Sting, if this is who I’m going to turn into, please kill me before I kill you.


Sting: Sure thing!


Yukino: You seem very happy about this idea.


Sting: …I may be feeling a little bitter over the ‘Rogue killing me’ thing.


Rogue: Oh come on!

GD Scenario - ‘Leaked’

Requested by a lovely anon <3

*Don’t own the gif/s yo*

Author: Blue

¨Jiyong, you know we can’t go out now. It´s broad daylight!” you said as you pointed out the window. You were currently trying to make breakfast, but your boyfriend had other plans. You and Jiyong have been going out for 10 months now and you’ve been trying to keep your relationship a secret from the public. You knew how passionate his ¨fans¨ could get over him and you definitely didn’t want to be the reason that they were upset. You saw how they would get with other idols girlfriends and it terrified you. Jiyong had been trying to convince you to spend a day with him outside, in the public eye, but you both knew it was risky.

¨I hate that to hide our relationship from the public! I want to be able to hug you, kiss you, hell even hold your hand (Y/N)!¨ You gave him a hard stare. You two had already had this conversation countless times before.

¨ I know! I know my fans can be harsh, but I just hate that they can control us like that.¨ he said as he sat on the couch. You could tell he was frustrated just by the tone of his voice, but you couldn’t blame him you had those thoughts as well. You were always insecure with your relationship with Jiyong. He was constantly surrounded with beautiful women and rich acquaintances and you couldn’t help but wonder why he choose you, however he always seemed to wash those thoughts away with every little act of love he did. You walked over to him and sat down next to him.

¨Jiyong, look at me¨. You said as you brushed his cheek. You could see part of his lips tilt up, you knew that he loved it when you did that, so it only encouraged you to do it again. He finally turned his head towards you.

¨How about we do go out today, huh? We can finally have a day for ourselves that doesn’t involve saying inside.¨ His smile only got bigger. He wasted no time as he shot out of the couch and dragged you towards the door. It all happened so fast that you were pretty sure you got whiplash.

¨Ji, what are you doing!? I´m not even properly dressed ¨ Once he opened the door he turned you and eyed you up and down and smiled.

¨You look perfect! Casual and beautiful, plus we’re not wasting anymore time! Let’s go out right now!” he wasted no time shoving you in his car and speeding off, you enjoyed every second of it. He took you everywhere he ever wanted to take you the mall, park, restaurants, and even little places that he always made him think of you. It was the best date you ever had with him, you two were finally starting to act like a couple and it made you happy. You realized that this was a one time thing, you couldnt be a normal couple, his fans would always be there no matter what. This was just a temporary thing.

————————————————————————————————————————-

It was just one day. One day that was pure bliss. One day that strengthen a relationship. One day that ruined everything.

You woke up the next day to find your phone exploding with text messages from family and friends and co workers. You turned to reach your phone when it blew up again, this time it was all your social media. You opened your phone and saw that you had received 70 messages, mostly all coming from you friend.

Amber <3

     @ 7:45 a.m

¨(Y/N), it´s everywhere”

     @ 7:50 a.m

¨Oh My GOD! Everyone knows who you are!¨

      @ 8:00

¨ Its official your relationship broke the internet…¨

You were confused at what she meant that your relationship broke the internet, but when you opened up your social media you suddenly realized what she meant, your relationship with Jiyong was leaked. There were pictures of your date at every single place you went and it all came from the same account. You couldn’t believe it you were sure that you had kept it well hidden as you scrolled through the comments you saw all the hateful ones.

¨ Is Jiyong serious?! She is so plain! He could do so much better!¨

¨ Who does she think she is just using him like that?!¨

¨ I hope he realizes he can do better, I mean she’s no prize to have¨

There were so many more that you couldn’t believe that these things were coming from actual people who didn’t even know you. This is exactly what you did not want, you knew this would happen! How could you have been so stupid to think that it wouldn’t get leaked?! You suddenly heard you phone go off and as you reached you saw that it was Jiyong. You were hesitant to read the text but you knew you that you could have to face it sooner or later.

Ji~

@ 9:30

(y/n), i swear they weren’t supposed to find out! We can’t talk right now because Im working and talking to management. Stay up for me, we need to talk.  

How could you guys have been so stupid, you knew that you shouldn’t have gone out in public! It was too risky. You looked down at your phone and figured you should text Amber back. After you sent her a text you looked at your instagram. You saw that you had received millions of comments all ranging from ¨Urgh, what does he even she in her?¨ to ¨I hope she knows that she should just go away now, since nobody likes her¨. You knew that these were just faceless comments, but you couldn’t help but feel insecure. You always had an issue with your body and having millions of people point out your flaws was not helping. You spent the entire day just scrolling through the comments seeing the ugliness of people through a screen. You looked at the time and realized that you had spent 4 hours just reading these comments. You decided that it was best if you went out and buy some ice cream, so you grabbed your keys and jacket and drove to the nearest gas station. When you arrived you noticed a group of girls huddling around the magazine rack, as you made your way to the fridge section. You took your time to pick out  your favorite ice cream, but  you saw that the girls that were once looking at the magazines were now looking at you and whispering to each other, you were about to start walking to the counter until they made their ways towards you.

¨Hey! Are you (Y/n)!¨ One of the girls said as the others crowded behind her. You immediately knew that they were Jiyong fangirls and you weren’t about to stay to find out how far they would go to get rid of you. You tried to walk around them by going into a different isle, but the same girl pulled you back by your jacket.

¨ HEY! What do you think you’re doing?!¨ You yelled at her as you yanked your jacket back and walked away.

¨You answer when you are asked a question!¨ She started to storm towards you. You jogged up to the counter and slammed a 5 dollar bill on the counter and told him to keep the change and ran to your car. You got in and speed out of the parking lot, once you made it to your house you broke down. Is this how things were going to be? You can’t even go to a simple gas station without having to be afraid of someone recognizing you. This is why you never wanted to tell the public or do anything that would put your relationship at risk. As you trying to compose yourself you heard the front door open. You heard the steps come to a halt and you already knew who it was.

¨(Y/n)! What wrong?” Jiyong asked as he made his way towards you. You tried standing up and walking away, but he pulled you back down and grabbed your hands.

¨(Y/N) tell me whats wrong. What happened?¨You looked up and saw that he was genuinely concerned. You sighed you couldn’t do this if this is what your life would look like from now on.

¨Ï can’t do this Ji. I can’t stay in this relationship if all of your fan are going to terrorize me. I cant even go to the freaking gas station without being assaulted because they found out  was your girlfriend!¨ you yelled

¨Someone assaulted you! (Y/N) why didn’t you call someone!? You could have gotten hurt!΅

¨That’s not the point Jiyong! The point is that I can’t do this! All of your fans have been posting on my social media and even if i block them they just keep coming back! I can’t even go outside anymore because there might be a girl waiting for me around the corner!¨ You said as you stood up and walked towards the kitchen with him following behind.

¨ So what are trying to say? We both knew what would happen if this relationship was leaked! You can’t just give up now!¨ He said as he reached for you.

¨That’s the thing, maybe it is best if we take a break! Not see or talk to each other for a while. Maybe… Maybe we should take a break.¨ You looked up and saw that Jiyong was glaring at you. You were about to ask him again when he interrupted your train of thought.

¨Don’t you dare say that! We are not taking a break nor are we really breaking up. We are going to get through this together whether you or they like it or not. I already talked about to management and they still support the relationship. We released a statement and everything, you aren’t getting rid of me that easily. So stop talking nonsense, we are getting through this together.¨ He walked over and hugged you.

¨ Together okay. We will face them together, I love you okay?¨ He said as he pulled away and looked you in the eye asking for confirmation

¨Together. I love you Jiyong.΅ He laughed and pulled back in for a hug

¨Don’t ever say something like that again, okay?¨

¨Okay.¨

anonymous asked:

Omgg please write a hc for actor kook admiring prince jimin from afar~~

I see that you read my tags anon 😂 I was scared I was going to leave the trope alone so I’m happy someone sent this in! Let’s jikook it up~

+ Prince Jimin decides that he wants to attend the upcoming award show for movies since he figures it will be fun

+ Jeon Jungkook is a rising actor who recently had an iconic roll, landing him at the top

+ Jungkook has only ever seen Prince Jimin on television, but never in person since they live such different lives

+ Since he was young, he was always intrigued by the prince that was only 2 years older than him

+ He wouldn’t admit it, but he had a giant crush on the gorgeous prince–but then again, so did half of South Korea

+ On the red carpet, Jungkook freezes in the middle of an interview the second he sees the Prince step out of a black SUV, looking like a Greek god

+ “So Jungkook, what brand is your suit?” “Uh. I–uh…how is he so fucking pretty…” He mutters under his breath, unable to take his eyes off the Prince. “Huh??” “I’m sorry, what was the question?”

+ Jungkook ends up sitting a couple rows behind Prince Jimin and he can’t take his eyes off him. Mesmerized even by his delicate side profile.

+ Jungkook about has a heart attack when the Prince briefly turns around and catches him staring. He swears ascends to heaven when Jimin smiles at him.

+ Jungkook doesn’t even realize he won an award because he was too busy staring at the back of his head. He only notices when everyone claps and looks at him.

+ After the awards, there was an after party that top actor Kim Seokjin was hosting–Prince Jimin just happened to be there also

+ Seokjin introduces the two and Jungkook can’t stop stuttering.

+ Jimin smiles at him and says shyly “you know you’re actually my favorite actor.” Jungkook stood there shocked.

+ The first thing Jungkook does is blurt, “well, you’re my favorite prince.” He had never face-palmed so hard when the Prince laughed.

+ Surprisingly they ended up talking the rest of the night.

+ Even more surprisingly, Jungkook left the party with a phone number and a fresh kiss on his cheek from a certain slightly tipsy prince.