Summary: Taehyung and Jeongguk are just two small town best friends, getting drunk too often and making big plans they’ll probably never achieve. Taehyung takes it upon himself to teach Jeongguk all of the proper ways to have sex, and Jeongguk swears he’s just hanging around because Taehyung’s good in bed. Who would have thought these small town losers, who used to smoke behind the school, would become jewelers at the biggest department store in Seoul. [Pre Givenchy & Gold] Pairing: Jeongguk x Taehyung Word Count: 32.850 Rating: M Warnings: too much sex, too many kinks, mentions of drug use, Taehyung calling Jeongguk so many nasty things, two bros chilling 5ft apart in a hot tub (“swear I’m not gay”), switching, uhhhh daddy kink A/N:@blueagust and I have basically spent the last couple weeks screaming at each other about Taehyung and Jeongguk’s history from her story Givenchy&Gold, and with the little restraint I have, this happened. Lou, this is an absolute mess and I probably destroyed your entire fic timeline, but happy early Kwanza or some shit (which is totally an excuse Tae gives when he’s buying Jeon another pair of earrings.) This is not good enough for you but I hope you like it anyway!!
*scoffing* Boyfriend? I don't want to be Misaki's boyfriend!
*cleaning a glass in the bar* Well, what do you want then?
*slumps down and hits head on bar* I don't know. I just want to be with him. All the time. I want to hear about his day and tell him about mine. I want to hold his hand and smell his hair. But I don't want to be his stupid boyfriend. Because Misaki is stupid. And HOMRA is stupid. And you're stupid. And Captain is stupid. You know who else is stupid? Everyone. Everyone is stupid. Stupid Misaki won't even look at me. And another thing-
You asked me who I
am in my ideal world,
where I can create and
be whoever I want to be.
And I tell you, in another
life I’m bold, I tell the kid
in class to quit interrupting
the lecture because we are so
goddamn tired of him acting
like he knows everything.
I don’t text my mother telling
her that I am crying, I don’t sit
on the corner of her bed sobbing
at 3 am about someone that doesn’t
like me back or how much I wish
I could sleep,
I dye my hair pink and blue and
purple and I get a fringe and wear
dark lipstick and remember to file
my nails rather than let them break
and I dress in all black one day and
the next day in colors as vivid as my
dreams of you.
I travel wherever I want without a
worry in the world and I don’t think
twice about moving constantly and
I pack only a suitcase and I go to coffee
shops early in the morning and sit next
to someone in the sunlight and we talk
about politics or just good stories we
I take some time off from school and
I work and I live in a small apartment
with a faucet that drips but I keep the
windows open constantly and my neighbors
are so unconventional but they are still so
beautiful and they have the greatest stories
and they drink during the weekends and
during my free time I fill my walls with
pictures and poems and posters and I am
so bloody passionate that it drips through
I have many friends or I have absolutely
no one and I am content either way and
I go to parties and get to know everyone
but no one exactly knows me and they
try to describe me to others asking if
they’ve seen me too but they cannot
find any words that can describe the
way I held their hands.
And I tell you, in another life I’m crazy
and happy and weird and I talk a lot or
sometimes not at all and none of their
words ever hurt me because I am too
caught up in my own love, I am too
busy creating myself.
And I ask what would you be if you
could be anything?
And you tell me of all these divine things,
you’d ride the train and never get off and
see where it takes you, you would drive until
you ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere,
you would swim until your skin looks like
apple peels, and as you tell me of all these
wondrous adventures, where you are always
going somewhere, I realize you are just running
It’s the dumbest idea in the history of all ideas.
There is no idea that has been more dumb than this one. And yet…Emma’s stubborn and determined and really goddamn good at playing lacrosse. So she’s going to prove it. To everyone. To her friends and her ex-boyfriend and the unfairly attractive guy she just so happens to be sharing a room with.
Or: a lacrosse themed She’s the Man AU
Rating: Like a low M. Swearing. Kissing. Lacrosse slashing. Word Count: Probably way too many, that’s why it’s two chapters. AN: Several months ago I had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week and in an attempt to reclaim some of my positivity I asked the internet for CS prompts. One of them was a She’s the Man AU, which let’s be honest, is a classic of our time, but I’d just written an Out of the Frying Pan soccer story, so they play lacrosse instead. Because, let’s also be honest, Killian Jones is a for realz lax bro name. Also I love lacrosse a lot. I’m bringing this back because it never got posted on its own and because I’ve been covering a lot of lacrosse recently and for no other reason than I really enjoyed writing this.
Also on Ao3 where there are two chapters because words and an entire never-ending list of prompts that I am always open to add onto.
She remembers that.
She doesn’t remember much else. It all seems to happen in a blur – anger clouding her vision and her muscles and Emma’s vaguely aware of making some kind of strangled sound, but she can barely hear it over the rushing in her ears and then she’s moving and her hands are moving and it’s not exactly good form, a fact Neal is quick to point out, but she’s fueled solely on frustration and fury and, possibly, global warming.
Because it is so goddamn fucking hot.
She punches him and smacks at his shoulder and then tries to check him, without a stick in her hand and she wishes she had a stick in her hand because she’d slash him in the knees. That’s not even the right term.
Neal would point that out as well.
Because, she’s suddenly realized, Neal Cassidy is a goddamn fucking asshole.
shao: nobody needs to know everything about me also shao: so, books, my name’s curtis and I’ve never been loved, and you’re my only family, and you can live with me forever, and I want to run away from the only life I’ve ever known to make music with you, what else do you need to know?
Taeyong : Taeyong
would love it, especially when you bought the couple item that he really like
example; snapbacks. He would treasure the snapback so much he woul wear it in
almost everytime he practice. If you both happen to wear it at the same time,
he will ask you to take picture of it and he will show it to the members,
“We’re snapback soulmates” he showed off.
Taeil : “Couple
items? Sure why not. Just don’t pick the childish one okay?” what he means by
the childish like couple plushies, or furry animal hats, you know the very cute
type. He rather get the items like matching water bottles, so he can drink from
it and think of you. He agrees to most functional items you can get.
Yuta : He
would think you are so lame like “Really? Couple items? That’s just so cliché”
he rolled his eyes. But that one time you insisted to buy one and you bought
him a sleeveless shirt that says ‘HOT’ turns out to be his favourite shirt. You
have the match tank tops and he loves it when you put it on.
He always get you both couple items so when you said you decided to buy he gets
really excited. He is obsessed with couple items okay, matching phone case,
keychains, shirts, rings, braceletes you name it he got it all.
Ten : Ten
would be okay with any couple items, he finds you really cute when you want to
have couple items. You bought him an earring which is a pair; you wear it right
side and he wear it left. He finds it a really unique couple items.
Doyoung : When
you got Doyoung a matching bracelets, he is really surprised and happy at the
same time. More over, he even teases you. “So, is this a symbol that you will
lock me and I can’t run away from you?” he sigh, “My life is over…”
Jaehyun : Matching keychains
which have a your name and his name would definitely put a smile on his face.
“Wah, I didn’t know you would be this cheesy Y/N” he said with a blushing face.
He always put it on his bags when he goes to his schedule so that you can see it.
Winwin : “Oh,
matching sweater? Why sweater though?” he asked you. You said that so when he
gets cold,he can imagine you hugging him by wearing it. Then, he smiles like a
dork he is.
You and Mark are on a date when you saw this really cool bagpack design and you
instantly want to make it as you both ‘it’ couple items. He is really proud
when he was wearing it at school and everyone thinks it’s a very trendy
bagpack. He dated the right girl, he thought of himself.
Haechan : He
got furious when you said you want to buy a couple masks as your it couple
items. “Why do I want to hide my handsome face from the public? Why are you
like this?” he asked. You said you don’t want any other girls to see his good
looking face other than you. He smirks, “Okay, you got a point there” ;D
Jaemin : You will get a couple bookmark with Jaemin
since he likes to read books and oftenly studying (such a hardworking baby :3).
When you give him the bookmark which is in gold plated with floral carved, he
is touched by it. You have the same kind only in silver color as you show it to
him. “Thanks Y/N, make sure you use yours too okay” he inderectly reminding you
to read books more.
Jeno : You
gave Jeno a matching socks as your couple items. “So, I have to wear it
everyday? Cuz it’s our couple thingy?” he asked confusedly. You explained that
he can wear it anytime, then he nodded. He thought if it’s a couple item he
need to wear it all the time but you said you are not that possessive so yea he
does not have to worry.
Renjun : When
you gave him the Moomin tshirt as your couple items, he cheers joyfully and
hugged you tight. “Y/N, this is so cute! It’s the best couple item you’ve ever
got for me, thank you” he exclaimed. He is so happy to get the tshiirt that he
takes a photo of you both wearing it and frame it at his room.
Chenle : He laughed so hard when you showed him your
couple items are dolphin hat. He finds it so amusing that you can think of it
as a couple items for you both. None the less, he wears it from time to time
cuz you said it looks so adorable on him.
“Oh, you give me the same earphone design as yours” he said. When you reveal it
was your couple items, he got confused. “Oh, there is such thing as couple
items?” he became more and more puzzled. At last, you just told him to received
it like a normal gift.
: I personally enjoy making this haha :D tq for requesting and please do send
in more request soon :3 (p/s : I received 4 new requests tqsm :’D keep the coming peaches before I’m closing it <3 ) – Cuppy-nim
i. answer me truthfully;
do you ever want to run away from your life, fly to where the ocean meets the horizon and listen to the screams of siren songs as the waves crash and you’re jolted awake by the taste of salt on your breath. am i living? you’re whispering, demanding, screaming.
ii. answer me truthfully;
are you living your best life? is this the best you can do? is this everything you want from these minutes, hours, days, which become months, years, decades, a life half lived. do you have the strength to say no thank you, this is not the path for me, i am not surviving to simply die one day with a powerpoint of memories to look back on. no thank you.
iii. answer me truthfully;
you’re bruised from your past and you’re tearing at your lungs begging for more oxygen, more time, more space; more more more. you’ve prised open your ribcage one too many times and you’ve left finger prints all over your stuttering heart. what are you trying to find darling? what have you lost? what have you caged away that you're trying so desperately to set free?
iv. answer me truthfully;
are you frightened? because i am fucking terrified.
I think my life has been running away from me. I’ve been burying my head in this need for good grades so much so that I can’t sleep at night, I’ve lost weight, I’ve stopped going to the gym (where before I was there almost daily), and I can’t make time for friends in order to get all my papers done. I’m this close to being accepted for a masters and my fam wants me to carry on the PhD scheme you know? Be a third generation scientist, it’s what they’ve wanted of me and they’ve TOLD me since I was twelve. But a few weeks ago I put myself in the ER due to stress-induced organ failure, to which I’m still taking meds for. I can’t go home because there’s nothing for me there but alcoholism, so I’m three states away, surrounded by people I love but unable to spend time with them. I KNOW I need to make a change, but it’s so hard. I feel like I’m falling apart and the only thing keeping me together is the bitter need to not cry every night. And somehow I end up thinking of Cole? And all those damned fictional dragon age characters? And shit I somehow find a peace in them.
A/N: A short, sexy and lil’ cheesy one shot. Requested by @himerie. Hope you enjoy!
Warning: Smut. NSFW.
I hated it here. This wasn’t home, and it never will be. Yes, Pentos was beautiful in many ways, but I was never truly comfortable. We were the three surviving Targaryens, Viserys, Daenerys and I. My cousins and I fled here when they were very young, so maybe for them it was all they knew, but I had known Westeros well enough to long for it everyday. I had been married off to some older, wealthy, man from Pentos and my days grew more and more lonely, for all the riches in the world could never buy me true love and happiness. My two cousins had left to travel with the Dothraki after Dany’s marriage to some Khal. Viserys wanted the throne, he wanted to go back and so did I, badly. However, I had to stay here until my dreadful husband either was dead or left me. I wanted freedom and adventure, I wanted to see outside these walls. I lusted for the new.
I was alone now, I stood on the balcony of my home overlooking the sea, as the sun set. Something had caught my eye, though. A massive ship, with black sails and an ominous kraken. I was curious as to who could be behind the helm of such a threatening vessel. One of the servants- Nesella- was pouring me some wine, I turned to her.
“Whose ship is that?” I asked.
“Euron Greyjoy’s, m’lady.” She replied.
I let out a small chuckle. I had heard of this Euron Greyjoy before. He was supposed to be ruthless and arrogant. ‘This should makes things interesting.’ I thought to myself.
The next morning I awoke to Nesella shaking me vigorously. She looked panicked and scared.
“What’s wrong, Nesella?” I asked her.
“The man, Euron Greyjoy is here, he wants to come in. He already killed an innocent man in front of the gates to your home.” She told me, practically shaking.
“Dress me. I’ll go talk to this mad man myself.” I said rising to my feet.
I approached the front gates of my home wearing a long flowing silk dress, It was almost sheer in its look. My long blonde hair was wavy, two small strands braided and pulled back at the front. I had the gates opened and I stood before him.
“Well, look at this.” He said circling around me, looking at me top to bottom, licking his lips a little. “The most beautiful Targaryen. Y/N.” He smirked.
“What do you want, Euron?” I asked him, firmly.
“Now that I’ve seen you, you’re all I want.” He said staring at me with eyes full of lust.
“Why don’t you come in? We’ll discuss.” I said turning and leading him inside.
I walked to the balcony of my chambers. “Would you get us some wine, Nesella?” I asked my servant politely. She came in and poured us our wine. “Leave us.” I said. She left and closed the doors to my chambers.
He took a sip of wine, and placed a hand on my bare thigh that was peaking through the slit of my dress. He looked up and said nothing. I stood up immediately, feeling odd.
“Why are you running away from me?” He said chuckling. He followed me to where I stood looking onto the sea. “Listen, I’ll leave you and Pentos alone, if you give me the rest of today with you. After that, you can make your mind up about me. Deal?” He asked, his eyes gleaming.
“You’re disgusting.” I said turning to him. He grabbed my face and kissed me. I opened my mouth, our tongues battling for dominance. He leaned me against the railing, winning our little battle. One of his hands traveled between my legs, his fingers pressing against my clit. I let out a moan into his mouth. He pulled back.
“Not so disgusting now, eh?” He said with a wide smile. I just shook my head. I could barely speak as he just slowly massaged my clit, watching me squirm at his touch.
“I’m m-married.” I managed to get out under his touch.
“And when’s the last time your husband touched you like this?” He asked me still smirking. I just let out a loud moan, which was enough of an answer for him.
He picked me up and brought me over to my bed, laying me down. He tore open my silk dress, revealing my body to him. He began to undress himself, I just lay there watching him. He was so attractive and was extremely sexual. After he was as naked as I was, he spread my legs and slowly entered me, with just the tip first. Then slowly, he began to fill me with his full size. I arched my back with pleasure. He leaned down so our bodies were touching and began to kiss my neck, as he started to thrust into me. I let out another loud moan. He then sucked my tits a bit, which made me yell louder.
His rhythm increased, and we stared into each others in the eyes. I could feel myself beginning to let go, and start to orgasm. I was moaning loud, calling his name with every deep thrust.
“Fuck…Y/N..” He spoke lowly, in between moans.
We both orgasmed instantly, me before him. He gave a few more thrusts, before rolling off of me and to my side, pulling me close to him all in one swift motion. “Euron?” I spoke, out of breath almost.
“Yes, my love.” He answered my call.
“Would it be mad to say, that I-I love you?” I asked.
“Not at all, especially when I feel the same way.” He said, kissing me softly.
“I want to run away with you, from this life, from my husband. I want you to take me on your ship and let me start a life with you.” I said sitting up, looking down at him.
“Well then, pack your things, and say goodbye to Pentos.” He said, sitting up as well and kissing me.