my hands and noses are awful

lup & taako...

-they are definitely identical twins
-saying things in complete synchronization to freak out the other five
-finishing each other’s sentences
-one-word inside jokes in weird voices, sometimes just a weird sound, leading to fits of uncontrollable laughter
-toto’s Africa blasting from their room followed by a dance party with bad moves
-“taako where did you put that skirt of mine you borrowed” “where did you put my eye shadow YOU borrowed?!!”
-sitting on and poking each other when one of them is trying to talk
-“…dipshit…” “YOUREthe dipshit”
-taako asking lup’s opinion on cute guys and she thinks all of them are ugly
-blasting each other with magic missile
-getting really drunk on lup’s magic fantasy margaritas in the pocket spa, magnus gets the drunkest
-getting really excited and grabbing each other by the hand
-goofy cute endearing nicknames and also awful ones full of cussing
-nose boops
-making ugly faces at each other for no reason
-kiss on the cheek whenever one of them goes on a long trip
-“well *you’re* ugly!!!!” (deadpan): “taako we’re identical”
-baking together, eating a ton of pastries then getting a sugar crash and napping together

one more time (m)

genre: fuckboy au + smut

words: 5.5k

member: jimin 

you can’t resist jimin, even if he is a fuckboy.

Originally posted by 9taefox


You woke up to the sound of your ringtone blaring into your ear. You huffed, screwing your eyes shut and hoping it would stop; it didn’t. Reaching out, you grabbed your phone and squinted at the bright screen, your eyes needing time to adjust.

Jimin.

You sighed through your nostrils, closing your eyes and ignoring the impending headache that you could already feel starting in your temples. You debated not answering, and the call ended. You nearly let a smile form on your lips, but your phone began to vibrate in your hand again, Jimin’s name popping up once again as the sound of your ringtone kept you from sleeping.

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givenchy & gold, part i (m.)

;pairing — jungkook/reader

;warnings — sex | implied exhibitionism | mild dom/sub tones | if u’ve got a praise kink then ur gonna love this | mentions of daddy kinks | instances of spanking 

;summary — you’re the supervisor of the clothing department with a lot of useless lingerie knowledge, jungkook is the jewelry department’s defiant hot boy who flirts in wristwatch brands. basically an upscale retail au, but with lots of implied under-the-counter sex. and when an opportunity presents itself to fuck each other in the boss’s office after hours, you’re both too hot for each other to say no.

;word count — 20k im so sorry

part i | part ii | drabbles

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His || Jungkook || 0.18

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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“Max?” David asked, perplexed at seeing the young boy. Max wasn’t looking at him, his head was casted downwards as he fidgeted with his back pack straps.
“Hey David.” He said, his voice was strained, he was shaking too. It was a big contrast to the rebelious and sacrastic young boy he had gotten to know each summer he spent at Camp Campbell.

He stepped aside, letting the boy enter the little forest shack, when David wasn’t consuling the camp he was working as the forest ranger. His private shack was located not that far from the camp, a bit closer to the town, he brifely remembered telling Max about it a long time ago, but he didn’t expect the boy to have payed attention if he was being honest.

Max sat down on one of the chairs at the wodden table in David’s kitchen space, he didn’t say anything as he held his bag close, the head of his teddy bear was poking out of it. David glanced at the scene, concern starting to spread. He knew this behavior, the trembling, avoiding eye contact, staying quiet.

He knew it way too well.

Oh god, how didn’t he notice anything before?

He went to the kitchen pantry, taking out a cup for the young boy to use. “Apple juice?” He asked, his word were cutting through the thick atmosphere like a knife. Max doesn’t answer.

David sighs, he purs a cup anyways and brought it over to the table. “Max.” He said in a gentle tone, “Can I see your face please?”
the boy tensed up, “Max please.” David said, gently reaching for the boy’s arms. Max let him, still trembling but not resisting.

David carefully took the backpack, placing it on the ground. What he saw on Max’s face was what he already suspected he would see. There was dried blood on his chin trailing down from his nose which looked bruised, there was also a nasty bruise on his eye. Despite knowing what was probably awaiting him David still felt somewhat shocked seeing the boy’s face in such a condition, “Fucking hell.” He breated out without really meaning to, he really didn’t have the nerves to keep his no cursing rule alive right now.
Max flinched, David met his eyes, the one that wasn’t bruised was blood shot and puffy, like he’s been crying for a very long time. God, what did these people do to him?

David gently reached for his face, Max flinched again, causing the man to pause. “Can I?” He asked, waiting for the boy to give him permission. Max nodded, still tense, still trembling as David gently touched around his nose, checking how bad the damage was. “You want to tell me who did this?” He asked, the nose didn’t feel broken, which was good he supposed.

There was silence, David sighs again as he lowered his hand from the young boy’s face, he reached for Max’s trembling little hands and gave them a firm squeeze.
“Listen,” he started, trying to meet the other’s eyes again, “When I was your age…my step dad used to hit me.”
That caused the boy to stare at him, David could understand why, it wasn’t often that he opened up and actually admitted how awful his childhood really was.
“Back then, I felt helpless. I didn’t feel like I could tell anybody, because I thought it wasn’t really abuse, because he was my father so…he had to love me, right? And…. because I didn’t think anybody really cares. But…I was wrong. There are people who care Max. I care.”

“He’s been drinking….again.” Max’s voice was small, scared, and David had a hard time to supress the boiling hatred he felt.
“He had said he would be better….promised to never do it again….and he did get better for a bit, he just ignored me, but he then did it again and I just…I didn’t know where else I could go.” His sentences came out in broken chunks, he was trying not to cry, David could tell.

“What about your mother?”

“I don’t know…she was passed out on the floor with a bottle of whisky….again.”

David heared enough. “Okay, first lets get your face cleaned up. I will get you some ice for that eye and the nose. We’ll go to the police afterwards.” He declared, rubbing gently circles into Max’s palm.
Max tensed up at the word police, David could understand why, Max was a smart kid, he probably knew just as well as David that the child protective service was anything but perfect.

“I promise you Max.” He said as he gently brushed over the boy’s head, “I will never let anybody hurt you again.” Max’s small hand was gipping his as if his life was depending on it and David could tell, this was the start of something big, for both of them.

TEW Halloween Pumpkin Carving Headcanons

Sebastian: Is god awful at it, but will participate nonetheless. He will make the jankiest pumpkin face, carved with minimal tact, eyes lopsided, zero fucks but having a good time. As the honorary Dad of the group, he will be the one scooping the guts out of everyone’s pumpkin before hand. Is there to spike his apple cider and eat all the candy. Terrible Halloween puns all night.

Joseph: The exact opposite of Sebastian. Will carve the IDEAL, classic jack o’ lantern: two perfect triangle eyes, a triangle nose, and a perfectly curved mouth. No, he did not use a template, he’s just that good. Will collect all the pumpkin seeds to roast them for a healthy snack later on while everyone works. Is probably wearing an apron to avoid ruining his clothes.

Juli: “What is this and why are we doing it?” Never had a normal childhood, grew up with hyper-religious family who thought Halloween was sacrilege. Will tentatively poke the pumpkin with the knife before going hard, carving that shit like she was made for Halloween, “Fuck you mom and dad, this is awesome.” Actually doesn’t come out too bad for a first attempt. Will make a second, cat faced one. Has a ridiculous hankering for Twizzlers and will dig through the bowl for every last one.

Leslie: Starts out with a knife. Please someone take the knife away from this jittery man. Ends up with at least 7 small cuts on his hands, covered with colorful bandaids, before Sebastian suggests painting the pumpkin instead. Listen, this pumpkin looks fucked up but it’s an adorable kind of fucked up. He is very proud of it. “Oh, wow…Leslie…that is. Abstract.” says Laura Victoriano, nervously smiling. Will drop everything he’s doing at that current moment to go watch ‘It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.’

Ruvik: Bitter that he was invited to this party, would’ve been equally as bitter if he wasn’t invited. Only does a pumpkin because Laura insisted, not because the artistic side of him secretly wanted to. Remember the murals he did on his walls? That level of intricacy on a pumpkin. Is at the table working on it the longest and will get relentlessly teased for it by Sebastian. Will threaten to carve the same pattern into his skin if he keeps talking.

Laura: Brought the apple cider and will chew anyone out if they drink it cold; “What’s the point of that? It’s just apple juice then, is it not?” Also will blow on Leslie’s cup to make sure he doesn’t burn himself. Is there to paint a pretty pumpkin, be supremely encouraging to everyone, and to embarrass Ruvik by dotting. Will help Joseph bake cookies and decorate them to look like spiders, her personal fav.

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Jimenez: Wasn’t invited. Lol bye.

Tatiana: Is giving herself a cute Halloween themed manicure. She is not wrecking these by pumpkin carving. Gives Leslie little painted ghost nails while they watch Charlie Brown. Really digs Kidman’s cat pumpkin.

Stefano: Pumpkin carving?? No. Too basic. Is in the backyard blowing up pumpkins and taking artsy slow-motion pictures of their demise. Ruvik is watching from the window, rolling his eyes. Everyone is concerned, no one knows who invited him.

Live Stream ♡ Christian Yu

Originally posted by highgrnder

“Ah.. Y/N, Y/N, Y/N.. what a gorgeous girl.”

Christian was live streaming once again and I was currently at a shoot getting my necessities together before leaving. I received the Instagram notification and decided to see what my soon to be man had to offer. 

A lot of people figured we were together because of what we post via Instagram, and Twitter. We were just two individuals obviously in love with each other but too afraid to take action. We acted like a couple, that’s for sure. I met Christian when Dabin was searching for a certain someone for his ‘RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW’ music video, and he just so happened to be paired up with my very best friend. 

“Who is Y/N?” Christian repeated from a fan who commented.

“She’s a friend of mine. Such an appealing girl.. ridiculously stunning, and over all just a great catch.”

You’d have to be stupid to not realize how intrigued he was. Not a day goes by of him not expressing his genuine feelings to poor little Dabin about you.

“I’ve hung out with her plenty of times, and not a second goes by where I’m not completely fantasized by her damn beauty of a smile. I swear she’s got to be Santa’s little present to me or something,” Christian grinned before placing his chin on his balanced fist. 

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BTS realise they are truly in love with you...

When they realise they are truly in love with you… (this was requested a while ago and I thought it was cuuuuute)!!!
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Jin-

You were attending an awards after party in a rooftop bar with Jin when you told him you were going to get some air whilst he conversed with his friends. You found yourself leaned against against the glass balcony, relishing in the cooling breeze. You closed your eyes and titled your head back slightly as your hair fluttered softly in the breeze, exposing your shoulders in your black fitted off the shoulder dress. The sun had just started to set and the sky behind you was a shade of blood orange. Jin came looking for you when he realised you’d been gone awhile, and that’s exactly how he’d find you. Picture Perfect. And That was when Jin realised how lucky he was because he saw how truly beautiful you were and he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

;Suga-

Yoongi would realise he truly loved you when he was just laying down on the couch watching you. You’d just be milling around your apartment, tidying odds and ends up, whilst still dressed in your pyjamas. He’d begin to think about all the things you did, like making sure there’s always coffee ready in the morning, or sticking his towels on the radiator to heat up while he’s showering… He’d even notice the little things like how you always gave him a bigger plate of food to make sure he was eating properly or how whenever he takes his jacket off and throws it to the floor you’d always hang it straight up. You’d notice him just lying there watching you with a small smile on his face. ‘What?’ You’d ask with a raised eyebrow. ‘Nothing… I just love you that’s all…’

Namjoon-

It was snowing heavily outside your apartment and you Namjoon was leaving soon to film with BTS outdoors. He emerged from your bedroom in what you could only describe as, a coat that was not suitable for this weather. ‘You can’t go out like that in this weather you’ll freeze!’ Namjoon sighed at you, ‘It’ll have to do I can’t find my padded coat…’ You wrinkled your nose at him and disappeared only to return not even a minute later with his winter coat in your arms. 'How did you do that?!’ Namjoon questioned, genuinely in awe. 'Women have their ways…’ You responded before going into the kitchen and returning with two large flasks in your hand. 'Coffee for the big boys and Hot Coco for the kiddies!’ You stated handing them to him. A smile creeped across his face at your kindness, you had clearly thought about this. Namjoon thanked you before heading to the door, but he was stopped by an object hitting his back. He turned around to see a bobble hat lying behind him and you standing with a pair of matching gloves in your hand. 'And don’t even think of coming home to me sniffling and shivering…’ You stated folding your arms. Namjoon laughed at your indirect but humorous way of looking after him. 'I won’t now… See you later Y/N I love you!’ He’d call before finally leaving.

JHope-

Hoseok would come home early from practice to visit you in your apartment. He’d slip in quietly with the keys you gave him to surprise you, but he’d stop dead in his tracks when he saw you standing outside on your apartment balcony. You weren’t wearing anything fancy, just jean shorts and a checked shirt, but he thought you just looked so good illuminated by the setting sun. He noticed you were on the phone and creeped closer only to hear you gushing to your best friend about him. He stood listening with a smug smile as you told your friend all about how kind and sweet and funny and handsome he was. He couldn’t wait anymore so he cleared his throat making you jump. You jumped at his sudden presence and narrowed your eyes as you registered his facial expression. Hoseok then began sending you hearts through the glass door whilst mouthing 'I love you too!’ And that was when you realised he’d heard everything you’d said on the phone.

Jimin-

Jimin would be leaning against your kitchen bench watching you 'try to make dinner’ because you were struggling to open a bottle of wine. He raised his eyebrows as he watched you frustratedly trying to twist the top off, he knew you wouldn’t cave and ask for help because you were far too much of a strong independent woman for that. You pouted your lips as you tried again and again to open it before you harshly placed it on the bench in front of Jimin. 'Help meeee…’ You whined caving in. 'What was that? You want my help? Did I hear a please?’ You rolled your eyes at him, you knew he was trying to wind you up. 'Please Jimin…’ You replied playing up to him and fluttering your lashes. 'You’re so strong!’ Jimin let out a sigh and opened the bottle for you. 'Totally loosened that up for you…’ You mumbled to yourself, turning away and pouring some of the wine into your pot. 'Ah what was that Y/N?’ He questioned with a smirk on his face. 'Oh nothing I was just saying how wonderful and strong you are and how lucky I am!’ You replied with a smug smile. 'Hmm… you’re lucky I love you and your sass…’

Taehyung-

Tae would become completely soft for you when he came to your apartment to find his parents and siblings inside waiting. You’d invited them round as a surprise and he’d almost die when he came through the door to see you sat with cross legged in front of his little sister while she played with your hair. 'When you said you were getting your hair done today this was not what I had in mind…’ He’d laugh before greeting his family. He’s sit and watch as his sister continued twirling your hair and sticking little flower hair clips into it. He could tell she was probably tugging a little too hard with your hair, but you didn’t let it show at all. 'Doesn’t Y/N look good?!’ His sister would laugh whilst showing off her completed work. Taehyung would simply smile and sit down beside you on the floor and flash you a smile, 'She looks beautiful, now it’s my turn!’ Before leaning and whispering a quite 'Thank you, I love you’ in your ear.

Jungkook-

He’d come over to yours from a long days practise to a warm cosy apartment, to see you lying upside down, with your legs over the back of the couch reading a book in front of the fireplace. He’d let out a chuckle at the sight before him. 'What? it’s comfortable…’ You responded shyly covering your face with your book at the fact he’d caught you behaving weirdly. Jungkook would simply laugh again at your reaction as you sat upright and crossed your legs. 'Really? The whole bag?’ He’d ask, gesturing to the large but empty packet of fizzy gummy worms on the table in front of you. 'Shut up gummy worms are my life!’ You’d state defending yourself. Jungkook let out a hearty laugh and flopped down beside you. 'I was gonna leave some for you, but since you’re such a nice boyfriend I thought you’d take comfort in the fact that I demolished the whole bag and I really enjoyed it…’ Jungkook shifted himself closer to you and pulled you into his chest. 'You’re weird… but I love you Y/N…’

anonymous asked:

Jimon + "where's your boyfriend" "he's in the library also you do know he's not actually my boyfriend, right?"

sorry this took so long! trying to get back into the flow and fill all the prompts in my inbox. also, this prompt is a d o r a b l e.

“Hey.” Alec chucks a wadded up piece of paper at Simon’s head.  “You know where my brother is? Jace isn’t answering my texts.” Simon doesn’t look up from his notes, not bothering to dignify that with a response. 

Hey.” Alec says, louder this time, and then he sighs - his put out, why is everyone around me an idiot sigh - and says slowly “Simon, where’s your boyfriend?” 

That gets Simon’s attention. 

“He’s not my boyfriend.” Simon says churlishly, a furious blush creeping up his cheeks as he tries to ignore the traitorous part of his mind that whispers though I wish he was. “And he’s in the library.” 

“How long do we have to keep pretending we don’t know the two of you are dating?” Magnus asks idly, frowning over his final design for his class. They’re sitting around the table in Alec and Jace’s apartment, all of their various notes from various classes scattered over the surface as they put in as much studying as they can before finals start next week. 

“You do understand we’re not dating.” Simon insists. Izzy raises an eyebrow at him. 

“Yeah, he just calls you babe because that’s what bros do, right?” 

“It’s an inside joke.” Simon says. He taps his pen against his notes. “We should all be studying instead of pursuing this false narrative of who I’m dating.” 

“Jace cuddles you during movie night.” Maia says flatly. “That can’t be normal.” 

“He’s touchy.” Simon protests. “He’s like a fucking octopus.” 

“Give it up.” Clary says mildly, scratching something out in the margin of her notes. “Jace brought him flowers once and Simon chalked it up to the flower shop having a discount day.” 

“It’s true.” Simon says, bewildered. Alec’s looking at him like Simon’s grown a third head. 

“You’re absolutely the most obtuse person I’ve ever met.” Alec says. “You two are dating.” 

“No, we’re not.” Simon says, throwing his hands up in the air. The door opens then, and Jace walks in, looking tired as he shrugs his backpack off his shoulder. 

“Group project went late.” He explains as he shrugs off his hoodie and walks over to the table, fluffing up his hair. “I’d like to throw whoever invented assigning random groups into a pit of fire.” He puts a hand on Simon’s shoulder and squeezes as Simon tips his head back and looks at Jace, smiling stupidly at the sight of him. Jace grins, his eyes going soft. 

“Hey, Simon.” He says, and his voice is low and intimate as he ducks down and presses a kiss to the tip of Simon’s nose. “Miss my awe-inspiring presence?” 

“Not even close.” Simon says, laughing. Jace shakes his head and brushes his thumb across the skin of Simon’s neck, and then looks at everyone else. 

“Pizza?” he asks. Simon faces forward again, and looks at Alec’s deeply unimpressed face. 

Without a word, Alec leans over and squeezes his hand on Magnus’ shoulder, looking into his boyfriend’s eyes. 

“Hey, Magnus.” Alec says slowly, his voice as low as Jace’s was when he spoke to Simon. “Pizza?” 

Magnus just smiles at Alec, small and private, and Alec turns slightly to look at Simon. 

“I can’t make my point any clearer.” He says grimly. Simon swallows. 

Yeah, okay, Alec might have a point, but the mass of butterflies suddenly taking up residence in Simon’s stomach are not a good boost of confidence. 

“What?” Jace asks, puzzled. “Am I missing something?” Simon gulps, slowly pushing his chair out and standing. “Simon? Are you okay?” 

Jace is looking at him, concerned - probably because Simon looks like he’s going to throw up - but Simon wordlessly tugs at Jace’s arm until he follows Simon to his bedroom, face creased in worry. 

“You’re worrying me, dude.” He says, and then when Simon shuts the door of Jace’s bedroom - to whoops from Clary and Maia - and thunks his head against the wood frame, he says, softer, “Simon. Babe. What’s wrong?” 

That.” Simon whirls around and points at Jace. “That is what’s wrong!” Jace inhales sharply, his face paling and his eyes widening. 

“You don’t like it.” He says, and his voice is rough. 

“I do.” Simon says, frazzled. “I do, and that’s terrifying. Are we…dating?” 

“No.” Jace says, quickly, and Simon’s heart sinks to his feet like it’s made of stone. “Not…yet?” Jace adds, hopefully, and then he’s stepping forward, his eyes serious. 

“I’ve been told we are.” Simon says, and then he takes a step closer too. “By very reliable sources.” 

“Well we can’t let them down.” Jace says emphatically, and then he’s leaning in and framing Simon’s face with his broad hands, eyelashes fluttering shut as he kisses Simon, lips soft and insistent. Simon feels a swooping feeling begin in his chest and burst outward, his toes curling as he digs his fingers into Jace’s waist and kisses back, light-headed with the unyielding press of Jace’s body. 

“For the record,” Jace adds, breaking the kiss and sliding his hands to Simon’s neck as he presses in closer, walking Simon backwards to the bed, “I was seeing if I could stealth date you until you had to say yes to me, because you were too used to it.” 

“That’s ridiculous.” Simon laughs, trips over his feet as he walks backward, and keeps laughing as Jace steadies him and pushes him onto the bed. “That’s - what the fuck, Jace.” 

Jace shrugs, unrepentant, as he braces one knee on the bed next to Simon and straddles him, his eyes gleaming. “I didn’t say it was a good plan.” He smirks. “You make me stupid, Lewis, what can I say?” 

“You’re unreal.” Simon says, and he pulls Jace forward, both of them smiling helplessly as they kiss. 

taeyeon: [leaning back on her chair made of Gold™ while reading netizens comments] hey, tiffany they said our comeback failed because we didn’t chart well on melOn

tiffany: [walks 2 taeyeon in her Silk Robe™ n diamond earrings] what really?

yuri: [frowning as she sits on a pile of money n Gold Bars™] yeah, it’s a pity

sooyoung: [sighs as she wipes her tears with hundred Dollar Bills™ ] well, i guess our career is over

yoona: [rolls her eyes, putting on 54 more Ruby Studded™ bracelets as she sips wine] aw, i was really hoping of gracing everyone with my presence next year on music shows

seohyun: [purses her lips, crosses her legs to show off her $6000 high heels] i can’t believe we are done for :(

hyoyeon: [blows her nose with silk as she sits in her $50000 dress] we were just getting started too :(

sunny: [pushes her Blanc & Eclare glasses back while handing out more $100 bills] here girls, use these to wipe the tears away…

It’s Solomons now.

Alfie x reader Shelby!Sibling

Request: Hey could I request an Alfie Solomons imagine where you’re a Shelby and it’s your wedding day to alfie and could you include some drama about trouble with your family on the day or something please ?😍😍


“Tommy, I hope you know I’m gonna marry her.”

“Not a fucking chance Solomons, over my dead bloody body.”

“We will see.”

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…I can not believe that with my own two eyes I’m actually seeing Kai stopping Suho from touching Sehun while posing for a damn chicken ad.

EXO Reaction ~ Surprising Them At The Studio By Back Hugging Them

Request: Hey! I want to request an EXO reaction when their girlfriend surprise them at the studio by back hugging them 🙆
A/N: After I repost the Mobile Masterlist later, requests will be closing so if you have anything you wanna send in then send it in while requests are open (:

Suho:

“Oh goodness you scared me, beautiful ~ Why don’t we go and get some coffee?” *Litro brings you to the nicest and most expensive coffee shop*

Baekhyun:

Why hello my princess, ready to get out of here?*He gets you both home, into your matching couple pjs and watching the Avengers*

Sehun:

Let me guess who it is ~ Is it My amazing, sweet and beautiful girlfriend, y/n?*Subtly plays about with you then brings you out somewhere for lunch*

Kris:

“I knew it would be you, my short ass ~ I missed you!” *Crouches down to your height to kiss you on the nose*

Luhan:

“Aw my baobei came to surprise me at work, I love you lots and lots” *Wraps his arms around you and wont let go*

D.O:

“You brought me lunch? Aw Jagi! I’ll do some special Aegyo just for you~” *does special aegyo just for your eyes*

Tao:

“You came all the way here for me? Awe jagiya you know how to make me feel special” *Takes mass amount of cute couple selfies with you*

Kai:

I wish there were more hours in the day for back hugs, princess*Pouts and kisses your nose*

Chanyeol:

“Aw my girlfriend is too adorable, Can I give you back hugs now?” *Kisses all over your face until you let him give you mass amount cuddles and back hugs*

Xiumin:

“I wish I could stay in your arms all day everyday, baby girl” *pouts like a baby but aegyo af*

Lay:

“The dance studio isn’t in use… You, Me? I can put my arms and hands to good use to you” *insert eyebrow wiggle here*

Chen:

“Ah my beautiful jagi ~ It’s time I take you out for a treat” *Litro trolls the fuck out of you by getting you a mcflurry instead of a Baskin Robbins*

Electric Souls

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary : Peter Parker and (y/n) have been best friends since, well forever. And it’s no secret that (y/n) has been harboring the stupidest crush on him. And besides, he never really noticed her. Not like she wanted him to. Because he only seemed to have eyes for Liz Allen. 

A/N: I’ve been imaging this for a while so I hope to make it a series. Enjoy! Also, if there’s any flashbacks they’ll be in italics. And this will be in first person POV but will occasionally switch to third person

Warnings: light swearing, probably some angst, mentions of bullying, really long

    Chocolate eyes. Adorable curly hair. Faint freckles. The absolute cutest smile. Yep, that was Peter Parker. He was my best friend. And sadly, I’m sure that’s all he’d ever be to me. Honestly, I really needed to get over him. I just need to value the friendship we have, not ruin it because I have these dumb ass feelings. That’s what Michelle told me anyways. I should probably listen to her more often, she gives good advice. 

   “(Y/N)!” I turned my attention to Ned, who was running down the hall to me. He stopped for a moment once he reached me, catching his breath. “I got a new lego set! Doctor Who. 21,304 pieces.” I watched as he spoke excitedly, finding his smile contagious. 

    “Ned, I love Doctor Who, but you know I’m the absolute worst  at building these things.” He nodded with a sigh. 

   “I know, last time you got so frustrated you let yourself collapse onto the deathstar.” I scrunched my nose at the memory. Him and Peter had thought it was hilarious except for the fact that the deathstar we had spent hours putting together was now destroyed in a heap beneath me. I, on the other hand thought it was just painful. 

    “Oh no, her nose is scrunched. What are we talking about?” Peter seemed to have come up from nowhere. I jumped, my heart practically doing a somersault. “Aw,” he laughed, “Did I scare you?” I put my hand over my chest. 

    “Jesus Parker, I swear you come out of nowhere.” He just laughed, his face scrunching up in that adorable way that it always does. Then he turned back to Ned.

    “So what are we talking about?” 

    “The time (y/n) collapsed onto the deathstar,” I dragged a hand over my face as Ned excitedly went over the memory with Peter. Peter started laughing so much he almost snorted. I noted the looks our classmates gave us as they passed us down the hall. It’s not that it bothered me, at this point I was quite used to it. Our small friend group had never been popular, much less fit in. Most of the time I considered us the outcasts of Midtown. It only made sense with all the remarks and looks we received from everyone else in the school.

    “Pete it wasn’t that funny,” I rolled my eyes at his incessant giggling but couldn’t help but laugh myself. He gave me another bright-eyed smile. 

   “Oh it was that funny.” Ned gave a nod to support his statement. I rolled my eyes at the both of them before lightly punching each of their shoulders. 

    “I hate you guys.” Peter opened his mouth to reply, but the chime of the bell cut him off. I grabbed the books I needed from my locker and left waving and giving the boys a beautiful view of my middle finger. 

   The rest of the day wasn’t so bad. All I had to do was avoid people like Flash and Liz. It wasn’t that Liz was rude or anything like that. She was actually really nice. It was just that, well, she was all Peter ever seemed to talk or think about. And as selfish as this is, I just can’t bear to be around the girl who Peter dreams about loving. 

    “Earth to (y/n),” I shifted my gaze up to Michelle, who pulled me out of my reverie. She squinted her eyes at me, lowering her book. 

    “Sorry I-”

    “Was thinking about Peter again?” I froze as she finished my sentence. She raised her eyebrows at me. 

    “I- I was not-” She gave me another look and I sighed. “Alright. I was.” I let my head fall down onto the math book that I was supposed to be reading. Michelle sighed herself. She was probably disappointed in me. She probably saw me as a project. Something to work on and fix. Her goal was to get me completely over Peter. And I understood why too. 

    “Alright listen here. You’re going to focus now. No stupid boys. Just Math. Okay?” I gave her a nod, she was right after all. I really needed to focus on the important things. Like my schoolwork. And not like Peter Parker. 

    Peter blew a puff of air out as he looked up at the clock. Just fifteen minutes left. He tapped his pencil before lazily continuing to scribble notes of what his teacher was blabbing on about. He desperately wanted to get out of class. He couldn’t wait to talk to (y/n). She was always there to listen to him about anything. She was amazing really. Constantly there for him no matter what. She even listened to him go on and on about Liz. But he couldn’t help notice than whenever he did, her usual bright eyes seemed to sink into a sadder darker shade. But why would she be sad about it? Was she jealous of Liz? No, that’d make no sense. He let out another sigh, letting his gaze shift back to the clock. Five minutes left. 

    There was only five minutes left now before we were free to go home. And then once we got home we’d have another 3 hours worth of schoolwork to do. Fun. After those final painful minutes of note taking, the bell rang. I couldn’t have packed up my bag fast enough. 

     “Woah there (y/n) slow down,” I slowed my pace so Michelle could catch up with me. I shook my head and let out a breath that I didn’t know I had been holding. 

    “Sorry I just- I just needed to get out of there. I’ve had enough time in this prison for today.” Michelle raised her eyebrows into a surprised expression. 

    “I thought you loved school.” She was right, yet again. While most people complained, I never really minded school or having to sit in class to learn stuff. If there was anything that bothered me, it’d have to be the homework. Because when you have hours of work to do after school, there’s hardly any time to actually live

    “You’re right, It’s just been a long day I guess. I just need to-”

    “(y/n)!” Michelle and I turned at the sudden voice that interrupted my sentence. We were met by the sight of Peter running toward us frantically. Once he reached us he took one deep breath before speaking again. “Hey um I wanted to talk to (y/n) about some stuff.” He scratched the back of his neck with a nervous look. Michelle looked at Peter for a second, only making him fidget more. 

    “Yeah, alright.” She gave me a small pat on the shoulder before walking off in the other direction. Peter gave me a nervous smile. 

    “Sorry about her,” I shrugged and Peter just laughed. “So, what did you want to talk to me about, Pete?” 

    “Oh yeah, so I um…. Iaskedlizouttohomecomingandshesaidyes,” I blinked, trying to figure out what in the hell Peter had just said.

    “Alright, so let’s try saying that one more time. But this time, let’s try and say it so I can actually comprehend it.” He let out another nervous laugh. I couldn’t help but laugh along with him, leaning my head on his arm. 

   “So,” he took a deep breath, “I asked Liz out to homecoming and she said yes.” I froze then, unable to make my feet take any more steps. I could practically feel my heart tear again. It seemed like a new tear appeared each time he spoke of his affection for this girl to me. I lifted my head from his shoulder. He looked at me, awaiting any kind of response. I couldn’t help but notice how he bit his lip in anticipation, it only made the pit I was feeling inside me bigger and darker. 

    “That’s… great Peter. That’s really great. I’m happy for you.” I tried to pull my lips up into a smile for him. “Now I, I should get home.Goodbye Peter.”    

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    Peter watched as she left. He couldn’t help but feel a sort of emptiness where she had her head resting on his shoulder. The sad smile that she had given him was replaying in his mind. Why was she so suddenly sad and broken looking? And why did she have such an unbelievably strong effect on him?  

    “What did you tell her?” He jumped at the sudden sound of Michelle’s voice. She was standing next to him. Now he understood what (y/n) meant whenever she jumped at his presence. 

    “What?”

    “What did you say to her? Se looked upset.” Michelle looked up at him with an eyebrow raised. 

    “I told her I’m taking Liz to homecoming. That’s all.” Michelle gave him a sad look before resting a hand on his shoulder. 

    “Poor Peter. You never see what’s right in front of you do you?” And with that, she walked off. He thought about that statement for a long time. He never saw what’s right in front of him? What did that have to do with anything? It probably didn’t occur to him until he was sitting on top of a rooftop, just finishing his run for the day as Queens’ one and only Spider-man. 

    “Hey Happy, It’s Peter,” He spoke into the phone, his legs dangling over the roof, “I stopped a robbery today. I also stopped a guy from getting mugged. And I- I realized I’ve been in love with the wrong girl this whole time..”


A/N: Well it’s not fantastic but I hope you guys like it. If it’s popular enough maybe I’ll write more :) Also, check out my Wattpad : @ sociopathhh 

Worried (Ethan Dolan)

Originally posted by talkinboutmyimagination

“what’s up guys were back!” Grayson and Ethan screamed in the camera.

“today we are going to do the eat it or wear it challenge buttttttt, by request we invited a special friend to do it with us today.” Ethan said.

“that sounded wrong. but for real come on out!” Grayson added laughing.

I pop up in front of the camera sitting between both boys. I was a youtuber as well and I had recently done a couple videos with the boys. Their fans kept commenting about when I’d be back for another video so Ethan and Grayson invited me to do this one.

“hey guys!” I said smiling to the camera.

“this is my friend y/n.” Grayson said wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

“please she’s my friend they don’t ship you guys together.” Ethan said shoving Grays arm off my shoulder.

I let out a loud laugh. It was true, ever since our first video together fans kept commenting and shipping me and Ethan together. Ethan and I just shrugged it off but we both kind of knew there was more than just a friendship going on.

“so like we said earlier we are going to do the eat it or wear it challenge, which is basically we just went to the grocery store and picked out gross things for each other to eat and if you can’t eat it you wear it but if you do eat it the person that picked it has to wear it.” Ethan and Grayson explained.

“i’m actually really excited for this.” I said smiling at the two boys beside me.

“well than let’s get going.” Ethan yelled!

“alright y/n you can go first, just pick a number out of this bag and see what you have to eat!” Grayson said holding up the paper bag.

I reached my hand in the paper bag pulling out the number 7.

“7.” I said showing the camera.

Ethan reached behind him giving the bag labeled number 7 to me.

“what is it?” I said scared to open it.

“just open it.” Grayson said laughing.

I could tell this was one of his. I opened the bag pulling out hot bean dip.

“i’m not wearing this so I guess i’ll have to suck it up and eat it.” I told the camera showing them my spoonful of hot bean dip.

I put it in my mouth instantly feeling myself choking.

“oh god this is terrible.” I said not swallowing the bean dip.

“if you spit it out you have to wear it.” Ethan said laughing.

I swallowed the hot bean dip showing the camera my empty mouth.

“NO!” Grayson said backing away from me.

I threw the hot bean dip all over his head. Now it was Grayson’s turn. He reached in the bag pulling out the number 3.

“number 3.” Grayson said showing the camera.

I reached up grabbing the bag. This one was mine and I knew for a fact neither of them was going to eat it. Grayson grabbed the bag pulling out a can of ground coffee

“what is this?” Grayson said looking at me.

I laughed at Grayson knowing he would be wearing ground coffee. Grayson put some on his spoon before shoving it in his mouth. He held his nose as he chewed and swallowed it.

“no, no you didn’t.” I said looking in his mouth to make sure he swallowed it.

“ew that’s gross.” Ethan said.

Grayson took the can of coffee dumping it on my head. I closed my eyes making sure it didn’t get in my eyes. Ethan and Grayson were howling laughing.

“I smell awful.” I said wiping my face with my shirt.

It was Ethan’s turn now. He reached in the bag pulling out number 11.

“number 11.” Ethan said shoving the paper in Grayson’s face.

Grayson reached up getting the bag and handing it to Ethan.

“cayenne pepper ? Isn’t that supposed to be spicy?” Ethan said pulling it out of the bag.

He puts some on the spoon and put it in his mouth.

“oh my gosh this is so bad.” Ethan said spitting it out. 

 Grayson and I are laughing our heads off as his face turns bright red. Grayson took the cayenne pepper dumping it all over his head. The game went on for a little while and we were all very messy at this point. Ethan just had to eat sardines. He couldn’t do it so I got to pour them over his head. I stood up to pour it but I didn’t realize the razor sharp lid that was laying on the floor and I stepped right on it.

“oh man I think I just cut my foot.” I said sitting on the ground.

Ethan and Grayson got up running over to me.

“oh god that’s a lot of blood.” Ethan said running to grab a towel.

“Grayson grab the camera. We got some clickbait.” I said laughing.

Grayson grabbed the camera and walked back over to me. By now there was blood all over the floor.

“oh my gosh y/n what did you do?” Grayson asked zooming the camera in on me.

Ethan came back out with a towel applying pressure to the cut on my foot.

“are you okay?” Ethan asked freaking out.

“I don’t feel it, I think I’m in shock.” I said laughing.

Grayson was laughing too.

“y/n should be the one freaking out right now but she is all chill and then here is Ethan.” Grayson says zooming the camera in on Ethan.

“dude get the camera out of my face.” Ethan said shoving the camera away from him.

Ethan pulled the towel off my foot to reveal the big cut.

“that’s going to need stitches.” Ethan said picking me up and going to the bathroom.

We ran my foot under water to clean off the blood.

“I am not going to the hospital looking like this.” I said looking at the disgusting items that covered my body.

Ethan turned on the shower and we hopped in washing all the stuff off of us. Now I know what you’re thinking but we were fully clothed! We were soaking wet as Ethan picked me up carrying me to his truck. The cut was on the bottom of my foot so walking was a no go. Grayson got in the drivers seat still covered in disgusting stuff from the video. He was still rolling the camera making Ethan mad.

“How you doing back there y/n?” Grayson asked looking back at me.

I was still laughing and Ethan was still freaking out. He held my foot in his lap keeping the pressure on the cut.

“can I make up a story when we walk in. I don’t want to tell them that I cut my foot on the lid of a sardine can.” I said laughing some more.

“dude totally tell them like this crazy ass story.” Grayson said pulling in to the emergency room.

We got out and Ethan carried me in the room. The lady yelled at Grayson saying he could not have the camera rolling in the emergency room. I honestly didn’t feel any pain, because I think that I was still in shock from it happening. We were currently in a room and I was getting stitches, now I felt it. Ethan was beside me holding me while I got them. Grayson was secretly rolling the camera.

“am I going to have to wear crutches?” I asked laughing a little bit.

“you don’t wear crutches y/n you use them.” Ethan said laughing a little bit now too.

The doctor put it one painful stitch and I moved my foot.

“don’t move.” The doctor growled.

“I don’t think he likes me.” I whispered in the camera laughing.

Finally 13 stitches later my foot was completely stitched up. Grayson went to clear things up with the doctors so he handed Ethan the camera.

“look at this. How many?” Ethan said zooming the camera in on my stitches.

“13!” I said showing them off.

“You were a badass too.” He said sitting down next to me and focusing the camera in on our faces.

“I wish I could say you were too but…” I started, laughing at Ethan’s reaction.

“well I was worried.” He said looking at me.

“why were you worried?” I said bumping his shoulder with my own.

“well because I uh care about you.” Ethan admitted looking at his hands.

I couldn’t help the giant grin that appeared on my face.

“awe E that’s so cute.” I said laying my head on his shoulder.

He turned his face towards me and looked down at my lips. I could feel my heartbeat pick up as he got a little closer. I would be lying if I said I haven’t thought about kissing Ethan before. Ethan was moving too slow so I grabbed the back of his neck bringing his lips down on top of mine. He didn’t hesitate to kiss me back. I pulled away to breath and realized the camera was still recording.

“well we’ll definitely have to cut that out of the video.” Ethan said laughing.

“well I mean our fans do ship us.” I said poking his cheek.

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“so yeah guys that was our eat it or wear it challenge gone horribly wrong.” Ethan said grabbing my leg to show the camera my bandaged foot.

“it was not a fun video.” I said laughing.

“but we’re going to have a better one next week with no one getting hurt so see you on Tuesday.” Grayson said.

“PEACE!” We all said at the same time.

Grayson got up turning off the camera. Ethan and I hadn’t told him about the kiss yet, not wanting to listen to his remarks.

“alright guess I’ll start editing.” Grayson said turning around .

Ethan grabbed my hand intertwining our fingers.

“oh and don’t worry i’ll edit out that kiss.” Grayson said turning around and walking to the editing room .

I could feel my cheeks heat up.

“You’re just jealous she likes me better!” Ethan yelled laughing at his twin.

“you’re a dork.” I said kissing his lips again.

I could tell that this was going to be the start of an interesting relationship.

So I was rewatching old youtube videos and I watched where Cam got hurt and the dolan twins eat it or wear it challenge and well this happened haha. Hope you Enjoy!

Yuuri took pity of how hard it was for Victor to process everything right then.

He explained gently:

“You’re my husband, we’re getting married.”

“How…” Victor began weakly and gulped. “Oh my god, how did I do that?”

Victor coming off painkillers after a bump on the head. He doesn’t recognise Yuuri and asks who the angel in his room is.  Silly, fluff one-shot.

Inspired of course by that video of a man not recognizing his wife while coming round from his surgery, and the many, many fic prompts that has generated.

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love, love, love // liam dunbar

request : please please please write a Liam imagine taking place back at that scene when Hayden and Liam “made love” but instead of Hayden can you replace it with the reader? and it could be cute and stuff

word count: 1.5k

 You could tell by the disheartened way Liam was watching you slip on your- or rather, his- sweatshirt that he didn’t want you to leave just yet. It was nearing eleven o'clock at night, on a school night no less, and you probably should have been making your way home a half hour ago, but the persistent younger boy had encouraged you to stay just a little while longer. You had originally said that you’d stay for only ten more minutes, though that had quickly turned into an hour. 

  The plump pout of Liam’s lips when you walked over to his bed and swooped down to kiss him goodbye only further confirmed your suspicions. He didn’t even bother to kiss back, slumped against his headboard and glaring. You sighed as he began to insist you stay longer, as expected. “C’mon, pleeaaaseee stay over. Just a little longer, Y/N,” he clung to your hand, whining. “Pretty please, baby,” he batted his eyelashes at you. 

   You reluctantly shook out of his desperate grip, shaking your head. “Aw, Liam,  you know I would but your parents are gonna be home in a bit and my mom doesn’t want me out this late with school in the morning.” You leaned down again, a hand winding through Liam’s soft hair and down to his cheek, this time kissing the side of his face instead of his lips. Liam pulled you back down toward him, arms around your waist and his nose nuzzling your neck affectionately. “You- you’re, aw, stop, Liam! You’re making me not wanna leave,” you mumbled, trying to wriggle out of his grip. 

    “Good,” he muttered, planting a kiss on your mouth. “Don’t. You can stay, my parents won’t be home until after school tomorrow.” With that pleading, yet adoring, look in his eyes, he gazed at you. And you gave in. He knew you were sleeping over for the first time ever when you reached for your phone in your back pocket, a defeated sigh escaping your lips. 

   “I’ll text my mom and say I’m at Lydia’s.” An ecstatic smile gracing his ever handsome face, your boyfriend pressed a small kiss to the tip of your nose. You couldn’t help but grin back at him. He had one of those infectious smiles. He didn’t smile like that too often, only on the rarest of occasions when with crowds of people. But every time he looked at you like that, you felt warm. Sometimes, the warmth was so overwhelming you had to look away. He was too bright. Looking at him smile was like looking at the sun, basking in its warmth, after not being able to feel it shine on your face for months. 

   “You’re doing your thinking face,” he said, tapping your nose. You shyly smiled back at him, nodding as you rolled off his lap and sat next to him on his bed. His hand looped around your waist. “Whatcha thinking ‘bout, pretty girl?” 

   Another smile exchanged between the both of you as you said, “You, of course. What else?”

   “Don’t make me blush.” He ducked his head, nose wrinkled with displeasure at the fact that his cheeks were now turning a quite lovely shade of pink. “I’m glad you’re thinking about me. I’m always thinking about you. You’ve been on my mind since the day we met and you haven’t left it since.” 

    His flirting skills had improved very much so, you had to admit it. You didn’t even have time to reply to his rather smooth comment. Liam was already tucking his hand behind your head and smoothing out the strands of your hair, pulling you toward him. His mouth on yours, soft in the way he kissed and the way they felt on yours. Liam, surprisingly enough, was very shy when it came to his relationship with you. Hesitant to kiss at first, to display affection in public, to hug you, to touch you. He was pretty nervous most of the time, but it had been much worse when he had first tried to ask you to be his girlfriend. You were the stunning, confident, intelligent, funny, kind, sweet, overall lovely older girl that Liam adored with all of his heart, even before you had reciprocated his feelings. 

   This was precisely the reason why you were just a bit startled when he deepened the kiss, his lips pressing harder and faster against yours and his hands easily gliding down your body until they rested firmly on your hips. Your lipgloss smeared against his mouth as he kissed more urgently, shifting you up onto his lap. His hands curved down your back as your hands slid up to his hair, soft as silk when you tugged at it. Pulling at his hair seemed to only excite him further, and you suddenly felt a light squeeze on your butt, one with enough pressure to cause you to buck your hips slightly. 

   Liam pulled away, swallowing down the light gasp he had almost let out at the feeling of you grinding up against him. Anything you did pretty much turned him on, but things like this made him practically die right there. “Oh, fuck,” he breathed shakily, staring up at this goddess on his lap and wondering how in the world he had gotten so lucky. “Baby, please, can- can we…” Not knowing how to approach this, he stopped, hoping you’d catch on. 

  And you did. Cupping his cheek, gazing into his loving blue eyes, you wanted it, too. “I’d be your first, wouldn’t I?” You asked him. He nodded, and for a moment, the thought that he was too inexperienced to love you properly crossed his mind. “Oh, my Liam. Are you sure you want it to be with me? I don’t want it to be a disappointment, less than you’ve been expecting-” he placed a finger over your lips. 

   “I’m sure,” he said softly. “I’ve never been so sure. I want my first time to be with someone I love, and you’re the one I love. I love you.” He kissed your forehand, your nose, the center of each cheek, the corner of your lips, your chin, your lips themselves. “Let me… let me make love to you. Hm? Please? Can we?” 

    “Okay,” you whispered to him, capturing his lips in a kiss once again and this time trying your damnedest not to let go. You had to though, in the moment where he was eagerly taking his sweatshirt off of you, exhaling at the breathtaking sight of you in just your bra and panties. And then he was kissing down your chest, your stomach, your inner thighs, all over your beautiful body. He planted kisses across your neck, scattering bruises along your collarbones, low enough so that no one would see them or know about them but the two of you. His head was spinning. He could barely think straight; his action no longer felt like his own anymore and he was strangely fine with it. His shirt was off soon enough, your hands running up and down his bare chest, and then he was on top of you, and everything was perfect. 


   You were curled up next to Liam with nothing but his long sweater on again, knees pulled up to your chest and one of your hands holding his as you began to drift off to sleep. Liam was staring up at his ceiling, his free hand resting over his heart, which was still beating incredibly fast. There was a stupid grin etched permanently onto his face, and he wasn’t sure it was going to come off anytime soon. He felt like he was glowing. There was an angel sleeping beside him, a girl who had set his heart ablaze and ignited every cell in his body. 

    He shook you awake, turning on the lamp and rolling on his side to gaze at you as you opened your eyes at him. “Y/N?” 

    “Yes, my love?” You mumbled, one side of your face smushed into the pillow. He took a breath. 

    “Is this real?” 

    “Is what real?” 

    “This,” he gestured between the two of you, “us, what we just did, everything, you and me, me and you. Is it real, or am I dreaming a really nice dream that’s going to kill me when I wake up in the morning and figure out it wasn’t real?” He seemed genuinely concerned, so you pecked him on the lips gently. 

   “We’re real,” you said. 

    “Kiss me again, just to prove it.” He tapped his lips expectantly, and you obliged. He paused. “Again?” You kissed him again. “One more time, pretty please?” You kissed him once more, before wrapping your arms around his waist and cuddling up against him, the words I love you slipping out of your mouth in an almost silent prayer. Love, love, love. It was the last thing on his mind when he finally went to sleep that night, and the first thing he thought of when he woke up that morning and saw that you were still sleeping soundly beside him. He had never felt so warm. 

I See the Light - CINCI

I SEE THE LIGHT MASTER LIST


SUMMARY: When an opening for your favorite Disney Princess is posted backstage, you take your chances and audition. To your surprise, you got the part. But there was always a catch. Your Flynn Rider was none other than Bucky Barnes, the womanizer of the entire Disney cast. Will you two be able to play it off as a couple when there’s tension between you both?

WARNINGS: language

AUTHOR’S NOTE: holaaaaaa my friends! after this, all the good shit will go down i promise.

ENJOY!


You let out one of the most loudest laughs ever, the sound echoing off the concrete walls. You had to hold your stomach from the cramp that was starting to form as ears threatened to spill from your eyes as you laughed harder and harder.

Once the laughing fit subsided, you straightened up, wiped underneath your eyes and took in a deep breath. What you expected was for Bucky to be wearing that stupid smirk, but instead he was staring at you with a serious look upon his face.

“Oh my god,“ you gasped, “you weren’t kidding.”

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02 | flashing red

( things you said through your teeth + vampire!kim taehyung )
word count :: 1,319

He interrupts you before you can even get a word in. “Drop it.”

You scoff, exhaling in a laugh that brings the uneasy smile across your lips. “You don’t even know what I was going to say.”

“Of course I do,” He retorts, straightening up and turning his neck to glare at you, red eyes and all. “It’s written all over your face.”

You furrow your eyebrows together. “If you know, then why won’t you let me—!”

“I said to drop it,” Another interjection, this time through clenched teeth, balled fists, every red flag to show that you cannot win in this argument. Normally, you would let it go, let the fury from arguments simmer over until things really got better. But how can you drop something like this, how can you wait until things get better if he won’t get better?

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Accidental kiss with adrienette?

15. accidental kiss

(I’m answering all the ones that are in my box now, as of 5/30, but I’m not taking any more.)


“I swear to god, you guys are the biggest nerds I know,” Adrien mused. 

With a dubious eyebrow lift, Nino peeked up at him over his handful of cards from across the bed. “Something something black kettle. Your turn, Nath.” He nudged the redhead to his right after throwing one last card down.

“Aw crap!” Nathaniel groaned as he examined Nino’s latest play. “You gotta be kidding me…” He poked around his own deck and reevaluated his strategy for a moment before setting his hand facedown to wrinkle his nose at Adrien. “Also, what? You are the biggest nerd here, Adrien, hands down. I seem to recall a quantum physics pun that you made literally three minutes ago–”

“Ivan’s cat jumped into a box!” Adrien crossed his arms. “What was I supposed to do? Not make a Schrodinger’s Cat pun?”

“Yes,” Ivan deadpanned with a smirk, taking his short turn with no fanfare and indicating with a pointed look that it was now Adrien’s turn again.

“Okay, so I’m a nerd,” Adrien blushed angrily. “But this magic card game is way nerdier than punnage, and you are all nerds by proxy for playing it!”

“He’s just mad cause he’s losing to me,” Nathaniel snickered to Ivan. “Since I suck at this.”

Nino chuckled maniacally as Adrien threw down a card that would play into Nino’s unfolding master plan. “He’s just mad that he’s never gotten to play it before, since M. Fashion Dad never allowed him any visitors in his ivory tower when he was a kid.”

Feigning offense and throwing his cards up in a flutter of defeat, Adrien decided to leave them to their magic cards. “You guys have fun. I’m ditching you for the girl bunk.” With that, he turned around and slid off the edge of the top bunk so that he was hanging upside down like a bat by the legs, hair downward. The girls were immersed in some other card game he was also unfamiliar with.

“Hey,” he grinned. “Can I crash the party?”

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