no need to shout it to me

anonymous asked:

Hello! If you're still doing prompts would you be able to do "I am useful–if you think you can talk to me this way, you have another thing coming!" With Damien and Viewer please? Thank you!!!

(( I am yes, you’re welcome darling!! ))

“I am useful – if you think you can talk to me this way, you have another thing coming!” the words were shouted with more gusto than you initially intended, with such an angry tone that Damien actually took a step back away from you. The others gathered there – political allies of his you believed, looked less than impressed.

“Well, what an unpleasant thing to say.” One of them sniffed and you turned to them, rage already built to the highest level and needing somewhere to go.

“I’ll show you unpleasant!” You snapped.

Damien rushed forward and took you by the arm, attempting to guide you from the room, but the last thing you wanted was for him to be touching you, so you pulled your arm free and stepped away from him.

“I’ll leave you boys to your interesting discussion,” You spat, fixing Damien with a dark glare, “Clearly I’m not wanted here.”

There was tittering amongst the older men as you stalked from the room, slamming the door behind you and hiding the “You should be careful interacting with someone like that, Mayor” in the echoing sound it produced. You need to blow off some steam, but it wouldn’t be advisable to do that in Damien’s office, or your own for that matter, so you left the building entirely and drove towards Mark’s house.

The man himself wasn’t home, but the butler recognised you and allowed you onto the premises. You went for the golf course immediately, hitting the balls as hard as you could in any direction to just release your frustration. The butler brought you a drink which you gladly accepted, and then left you to your own devices.

Hours later, when you were lying on the ground surrounded by golf balls, Mark appeared, standing over you with an amused look on his face.

“Care to explain why you’re redecorating my garden?” He asked, sitting down beside you as you pushed yourself up and looked around sheepishly at the mess you had made.

“Stress relief.”

Mark chuckled and nodded, “I understand that. Did you come here alone? Where’s Damien?”

You scoffed at the mention of Damien and rolled your eyes. “Does it matter?”

Shaking his head, Mark shrugged. “You two have been pretty inseparable since you took your relationship to the next level, so I assumed if you were coming over, you’d come together.”

“Well Damien is one the reasons I’m here!” You snapped, “So I didn’t want him to come.”

Something strange passed over Mark’s face, and he gently lay a hand on your shoulder in a comforting manner. “Want to talk about it Y/N?”

“Mayor-hood has changed him,” You said immediately, drawing your knees up to your chest and resting you chin on them. “I just…I overheard him talking about how I’m useless to him now, that he doesn’t need anyone’s support now he’s where he wants to be.”

Mark offered a sympathetic smile and stretched out, kicking golf balls out of the way. “You know, you’re kind of new to political life, so let me tell you something.” You glanced up at Mark and found him wearing a serious expression, something that seldom happened. “Damien is going to have to make sure that everyone in his office, every political ally of his – and enemies, mind you – likes him. And if that means he has to say things that they agree with and he doesn’t, well, he has to bite the bullet and do it. But trust me Y/N, there is no way he believes that.”

“He’s charming enough by himself to have to lie.” You grumbled and Mark chuckled.

“That he is, but there’s charming someone like you, and charming a room full of old men with old mindsets.” He explained, “So, don’t take his words at face value okay, there’s probably more to them than that.”

It still didn’t feel right, but you understood where Mark was coming from. The man stood and held out a hand to help you to your feet.

“Now, you should probably get home. Damien will be worrying, if I know him. Which I do.” He ordered, “I’ll make sure we catch up soon mind you!”

“I’m sorry about your garden.” You laughed, following Mark back up to the house and through it to the front door, where the butler was waiting to let you out.

“Don’t worry about it.” Mark waved it off, “As long as you’re feeling better.”

And you were, in truth.

Damien was not.

When you got home he was pacing back and forth in the hall, fully dressed and seemingly fully intending to go out looking for you if you didn’t arrive home soon. As you walked through the door he looked ready to jump on you with a hug, but refrained himself at the last minute, remembering the last words you had spoken to him. You walked to him and hugged him tightly yourself, and it only took seconds for him to return the hug tightly.

“I’m sorry Y/N!” He exclaimed, face buried in your neck, “I should not have said that!”

“It’s alright Damien.” You murmured, “I understand. Mark explained it to me, having to keep everyone on side and all that. And I’m the easiest one for you to keep on side after all since we have a similar mindset.”

Damien pushed you back and smiled brightly. “I’m so glad you see it that way Y/N! But I shouldn’t have agreed with what they were saying about you. It isn’t true, and I’m going to show them why it isn’t. You know…the position of District Attorney will be opening soon.”

You frowned and looked at him suspiciously. “Is this your way of buttering me up after upsetting me?”

“No!” Damien denied the claim quickly, “No not at all! When they were talking before I intended to introduce the idea to them, but you overheard and interupted and it got side-tracked. I want you to become my DA, and protect the city with me. Show them all how useful you are.”

Smiling, you let Damien take your hands and pull you into a sweet kiss.

“After all,” He continued, “I’d have no one else by my side on this venture.”


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tulips-terato  asked:

hi! would you mind givin' another lil monster lover and (amateur) writer a shout out? i feel like im having a hard time getting my writing out there, although there's not much of it yet. your stories inspired me to post mine; im usually too shy to put up my writing. haha. i look forward to seeing more from you!! thank you!

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Diana: [on the phone with Akko] Hello?

Akko: Hey what’s up?

Diana: I need your help. Can you come here?

Akko: Uhhh, I can’t. I’m buying clothes.

Diana: Alright, hurry up and come over here.

Akko: Well, I can’t find them.

Diana: What do you mean you can’t find them?

Akko: I can’t find them. There’s only soup.

Diana: What do you mean there’s only soup?

Akko: It means there’s only soup.

Diana: WELL THEN GET OUT OF THE SOUP AISLE.

Akko: Alright you don’t have to shout at me!

Akko: [goes to the next aisle]

Akko: There’s more soup.

Diana: What do you mean there’s more soup?

Akko: There’s just more soup!

Diana: Then go into the next aisle!

Akko: There’s still soup!

Diana: WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW?

Akko: I’M AT SOUP!

Diana: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE AT SOUP?

Akko: I MEAN I’M AT SOUP!

Diana: WHAT STORE ARE YOU IN?

Akko: I’M AT THE SOUP STORE!

Diana: WHY ARE YOU BUYING CLOTHES AT THE SOUP STORE?

Akko: FUCK YOU!

I need to vent this out, honestly.

My mom doesn’t respect and appreciate that I’m doing commissions for other people on the internet. She still thinks that I’m just slacking off here and only playing games and talking to my friends and that I’m not a help in the house. 

I’m busy drawing them, then my mom starts shouting that I don’t help her. She always says that I’m a woman and as a woman, I need to cook, clean and similar.

First off, men can do such a fricking job too, not only fricking women. It’s only a girls job to do them? Don’t make me laugh. Second, it feels almost degradating to say something like this. I don’t wanna end up as a stereotypical female housekeeper. I know that I need to do that, but I wanna be successfull as well.

That’s it. 

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You don’t have to tell me if you ever think of me. You don’t have to tell me, I can still believe

Why I Quit German

WARNINGS: This story is really gross and/or horrifying but also hilarious imho.  Your health always comes first, so mind the tags:  Violence, Cannibalism Mention, Suicidal Ideation, Feces, Sleep Deprivation, Airplanes, I generally had a really bad time but now it’s hysterical.  Most of the story is under the cut because it’s eight miles long.


In August of 2009 I flew back to Honolulu to do my sophomore year of college with the intention of entering 400-level german. What happened instead is the closest I’ve ever come to personally dying or actually murdering someone.

The problem started the day before my flight, when I attended a birthday party for a very dear cousin in Denver, and due to be in 1 of 2 adults present, ended up driving a bunch of teenagers home and didn’t get home until 12:30 that night.  Oh well, my flight’s at 6AM anyway, I’ll just stay up. I can sleep on the plane, I thought, like a complete fucking fool.

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Time to float - Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Title: Time to float

Pairing: Bill Skarsgard x Reader

Warnings: None

Prompts: If you’re taking requests for Bill Skarsgård can you write one where the reader is a famous actress and also little Jackson Scott’s big sister (the kid who plays Georgie) so she attends the premiere with him wearing a stunning dress as usual, she meets Bill who is awestruck bc hes a huge fan with a massive crush on her, the kids who played in the movie myb tease him a little bit, and she’s flattered and thinks hes adorable idk i like this idea 
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YN is Jackson older sister and Bill is her fan!so when he finds out he tries his best to get Jackson to introduce them,and when he does,Jackson can’t help and teels big sis that Bill has a crush on her and he’s just super adorkable to admit! later they all say that on an interview,and the kids love to make fun of them

“Jackson please don’t run! Be careful, sweetie, you’re gonna-” you stopped yourself when you heard you little brother giggle and you realized what you’d just said “Oh gosh I am turning into mom!” you breathed out, eyes wide.

Your little brother ran back to you, wrapping his small arms around your legs and you looked down to be met with his adorable smile “Yes you are! But I am always going to love you the most! More than mom and dad, and more than anyone else in the world!” he said and you giggled.

“And you will always be the number one man in my heart, JR!” you leaned down to pick him up and kiss his cheek as he wrapped his arms around your neck with a big smile.

“Even before dad?” he asked and you grinned, nodding your head.

“But we’re not gonna tell him that, because it’s gonna break his heart.” you pouted, and he giggled.

“You bet it will!” your father piped in, saying with a serious nod and you laughed with Jackson as he kissed your cheek before going to help your mother.

“And… even more than him?” he said with what was supposed to be a smirk on his face and you chuckled, tickling his belly.

“You sly little tease!” you grinned as he squirmed in your arms “Alright, maybe I really do like him a little bit but-”

He rolled his eyes so dramatically at you and shook his head “A lot!”

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bleusarcelle  asked:

Oh oh oh oh!!!! For the prompt. How about a Klance video call where Lance is telling Keith all of their shows and Keith is like quiet but with a smile enjoying Lance's RAMBLING and they have a soft moment of.... Hey you are missed, u know that right? Kdksksksksikss idk.

HOLY SHIT YES. Yes i love this. Thank you Bleu for this premium suggestion


Keith’s fingers hover over the call button. He’s been doing this now every night for a week. Why is he nervous? Why can’t he summon the courage to just hit the damn button?

Just call him. Just call him. Just call him! 

He reprimands himself. His hands tremble and he sits down on his bed. 

What if he’s mad at me? What if they’ve moved on? Maybe it’s better if I stay quiet…

Keith sighs and goes to put his communicator anyway in his pocket. Just like he always does. The ship around him is silent. It’s always silent. His room is cold. 

In his gloved hands, his finger slips and his communicator screen lights up.

“Shit! Shitshitshitshit…” He grapples with the device, but before he can hang up, the ringing has stopped. A chipper voice rings out and he’s staring into familiar eyes.

“Keith?!” Lance answers. His eyes search Keith’s face and his surroundings. “Are you ok? Do you need…?”

“What? No, no, I’m fine, Lance. I’m ok.” Keith shushes. He can’t help the small smile that pulls on the corner of his lips. “I’m fine.”

“Oh thank god.” Lance sighs and rolls back on his bed. He closes his eyes. His heart still thunders in his chest. 

“You that worried about me?”

“More like I’m comfortable and didn’t want to go on a mission right now.” Lance smirks and chuckles quietly. Keith rolls his eyes. 

“So why’d you call anyway?”

This question trips Keith up. He hopes that Lance can’t see the blush that rises to his cheeks. That he doesn’t notice the way he fidgets with his hood. 

“Uh, I guess I just wanted to check in and see…” His voice trembles.

“Did you miss me?” Lance grins.

“No!” Keith snaps. Lance laughs.

“I… I dunno… I just….”

Lance hears the uncertainty in his voice. He watches Keith’s eyebrows crinkle together in frustration. Lance’s smile falters and his expression falls into one of gentle concern.

“Do you want me to tell you what the team’s been up to?” He offers. 

Keith sighs. He’s grateful for the change of subject and nods.

“Well we’ve made contact with the rebels and have been working together on some stuff. And oh my god, Keith, Keith you will not believe…” Lance sits up and excitedly talks to his communicator. 

“Keith, I swear to god, One of their captains is a dog!”

“Wait what?”

“I’m serious! One of their captains, she’s really cool by the way, she’s a straight up dog that walks around on two legs and talks and and… did you ever see Disney’s Robin Hood with the foxes?”

Keith blinks. Lance is going a mile a minute and it’s hard to keep up.

“Uh yeah?”

“It’s exactly like that! She looks like a character from that movie and everyone else is totally fine with it and isn’t even mentioning it, all the while I am freaking out because there is a race of goddamn space dogs.”

Keith laughs. A familiar warmth flickers in his chest.

“Oh! Oh! Sorry I totally forgot! We found Matt! Well Pidge did, but that’s besides the point…”

“Whoa what? You found…?”

“Yeah Pidge found her brother! He was with the rebels and she tracked him down! And now he hangs out with us and Pidge is just so happy. And Hunk has someone new to talk about nerdy stuff with. He seems cool, even if a bit delusional. He definitely has a thing for Allura and, oh man, that poor boy does not stand a chance.”

“Wow that’s … I can’t believe…” Keith sighs.

“Have you seen our shows?!” Lance beams into the camera. Again Keith is caught off guard. It takes him a moment to interpret what Lance just asked him.

“Oh!” His expression melts into a teasing smirk. “Oh… Oh I know about them. You’re quite the actor, Lance.”

“What can I say? I’m a natural.” Lance brushes his hair back and shoots a finger gun straight towards Keith.

“But they’re so much fun, dude. Like I just get such a rush from all the cheering you know? Like it’s been really amazing to inspire people and talk to fans directly. And the coalition is stronger than ever! 

Shiro’s been such a good sport about all this. Like I can tell he’s uncomfortable? But he really throws himself into it, and the fans all love him. Well of course they would, he’s Shiro. Oh! And you should see the way little girls all run up to Allura afterwards. She uses your name in the script, but these kids aren’t fooled.”

Lance continues to rant about their antics. About how they rehearse, and Lance had a fair bit of input to his choreography. About how it all ended with them actually fighting a monster in an arena, and Allura doing the sweetest backwards flip kick Lance has ever seen.

A lump forms in Keith’s throat.

“I think I needed a different outfit for my rope routine. The armour was a bit clunky, and you know… I should really give the fans what they want.” He waggles his eyebrows.

“I’m sorry I missed it. You’ll have to give me a private show sometime.” Keith smiles.

Lance looks at him in shock. A blush rushes to his ears and his mouth opens into a wild smile.

“Did you just…?!”

“Oh my god!” Keith yanks his hood over his face. He’s just realised what he may have implied.

“I didn’t mean…! God, Lance! Not like that!” He shouts, but he can’t help the giggles that burst from his chest. He can hear Lance’s laughter matching his own.

“Can you get me a cool Blade of Marmara outfit to do it in?” Lance chuckles. He sighs as he catches his breath.

“I don’t think I can just take one.”

“Shame. I really like them.” Lance chews his lip. “You look really cool.” 

Keith ignores the way that makes the ache in his chest throb. He shakes his head and tries to hide how flustered he feels with a laugh.

“It uh… it sounds like you guys are going really well.”

“Yeah.” Lance sighs. He brushes his hand through his hair. “We’re uh… we’re doing good stuff, but…”

A heavy silence falls between them. Lance feels the words on the tip of his tongue. He knows what he wants to say, but is suddenly embarrassed to say them. His relationship with Keith is precarious and he worries that his next word might send them over the edge. He swallows.

“But I really wish you were there.” His voice is hushed. He averts his eyes from the communicator. 

“We miss you Keith. I know you’re doing important work, and I know that you’re helping us by helping the blades, but we just…” He stammers. “I…I just…”

He accidentally meets Keith’s eyes. The reality that Keith is on the other side of the galaxy hits him like a crashing wave. 

“I’ll never replace you. We’re a team.” His breath shudders.

“Lance, I…”

“Please come home.” Lance presses his eyes closed. “We all worry. And Red asks about you and, and…” His fingers grip at his jacket. “Don’t stay gone forever. … okay?”

 Keith sighs. His eyes begin to sting and he can feel his resolve crumbling. He briefly thinks about where the pods on his current ship are located before he pushes it out of his mind. 

No. He can’t run back now. Not yet. 

“I’ll be back.”

“Stay safe,”

“I will.” Keith nods solemnly.

Lance hangs up the call and stares down at his communicator. His hands fist into his sheets and his mouth twists into a scowl.

“You’re lying.” 

Lust & Errors 05

Rated: M

Warning: Excessive graphic smut, age gap, recreational drug use, angst, slight dub-con.

Summary: Step brother, fuck buddy… They were one and the same now. But what started out as some mindless fucking game, quickly turns into something much more difficult and complex.

Note: well, well, well…. look what the fuck it is. lol this was over 25k but i removed an entire scene because it completely threw off the flow and i wasn’t happy with it but here’s 19k anyways :))))

Words: 19.7k

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Seven twenty-three.

The clock taunted you, reminding you that this god foresaken party had hours left to go.

Amongst all of the sharp-dressed men and elegant women, you were the only young person in the vincity, no one being under the age of thirty five. It was awkward and boring because you literally had no one to talk to, on a casual-level that was.

Jimin would usually come to the parties just to save you from dying of bordem, but he had other plans tonight. Like almost every teenager on a Friday night, save for your stupid self.

Slowly, you made your way to the staircase and looked around, checking to see if anyone was paying any attention to you so they wouldn’t call out or question your departure. After failing to notice anyone paying attention, you sneakily made your way up the stairs - to your freedom.

On the way up, you couldn’t help but to feel like you were being watched, eyes trained on your back, but you figured it was just paranoia and continued upwards with quick steps.

Tonight your father was hosting one of the parties for his work, which at one point in time used to be glamarous in your eyes. Back when your mother was still alive, you looked forward to the parties because you and her always went shopping for new dresses and got your hair done, pampered yourselves for the special occasion.

Now, they were simply boring and quite honestly inconvenient.

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luigi being a sweet carefree character who loves his bro 

luigi having a bit of depth, wanting to be like his bro, being terrified of ghosts and other things but braving it to save the people he loves!! 

LUIGI BEING BRAINWASHED AND MADE TO FIGHT HIS BRO AND LITERALLY BEING KILLED AND SENT TO HELL AND BEING A MAJOR PART OF A DARK PROPHECY THAT’LL WIPE OUT ALL EXISTENCE, AND BEING BRAINWASHED AGAIN AND FORCED INTO A TWISTED FUSION TO FULLFILL THAT PROPHECY AND THEN HAVING TO DEAL WITH ALL OF THIS AFTERWARDS

fandomhop  asked:

[Headcanon; the first thing Taako did after the Hunger was defeated was go to his bed and take a fucking nap. That was a big day, and cha'boy's all kinds of tired. He naps for like 14 hours.]

oh yeah. hunger’s gone, adrenaline’s over, all the cheering and celebration and people hugging each other and what the fuck ever is over, and taako is immediately and abruptly real fuckin exhausted. listen. he just remembered a hundred years of his life and also saved the world and got his boyfriend out of the astral plane and hachi machi, he needs a nap.

not sure whether he just like, leaves, goes to find his bedroom (where the fuck even is the moonbase now, actually? is it still up?) or whether he like, shouts “ALRIGHT, CH'BOY JUST SAVED THE WORLD AND WANTS A NAP,  HOW THE FUCK DO I GET BACK UP TO THE MOONBASE,” and lup is like “taako, you’re one of the best wizards in the planar system, you can just teleport, babe” and he’s like, “oh, right.”

then he’s like “NOBODY BOTHER ME FOR THE NEXT FOUR HOURS,” and then teleports, dragging kravitz with him cause he wants to cuddle while taking a nap, and then he walks across his room shedding clothing [hat, cloak, w/e) and collapses into bed with his boyfriend and zonks out.

around hour three, magnus wanders in to check on him and is like “oh okay they look comfy” and then kind of. sits down. accidentally falls asleep.

hour four and angus has been fussed over by like a million people and stuff and wants to see where taako and magnus are and goes looking around their apartment and finds them asleep and he doesn’t exactly join them but gee, a nap sounds good right now, so he curls up in the big armchair across from the bed and nods off.

around hour five merle - after checkin in with his kids and making sure they’re okay and stuff, wonders where the other two guys are and accidentally does the same thing magnus does. this bed is getting crowded.

around hour seven after barry and lup are done Talking And Crying and going to get barry’s extra flesh body, they go to check on taako cause he’s probably awake by now right? he’s not awake. theres like three other people in the bed. “aw,” lup says. by now kravitz is awake, but he can’t move cause taako’s like. clinging to him like a vine on a tree. its wild.

“we need to talk,” kravitz says, trying to glare, looking personally affronted by lup’s fiery form, but it doesnt really work cause taako is like. drooling into his shoulder.

“yeah, but later,” barry says, yawning, and he’s sitting at the foot of the bed and kind of nodding off. it’s been a LONG day. lup kisses him and is like “go to sleep babe i’ll handle it” and he falls asleep on taako’s bed too. its getting REAL fuckin crowded.

around hour 12 (after kravitz has fallen back asleep and merle has woken up and gone to talk with davenport, and come back with davenport, and magnus woke up and went to find something to eat with lup and angus because lup was like ‘no way do i trust u in a kitchen maggie, ten years aint shit’ and etc, and taako has been sleeping through everything and for some reason they’ve decided that taako’s bedroom is like. central HQ for the ipre family reunion minus lucretia plus kravitz and ango) and lucretia finally comes in, real tentative, she’s just here to make sure that everyone is okay and stuff, she has director things to do, and she gets if they dont want to see her, thats fine, and lup rolls her eyes (she’s sitting on the floor playing cards and eating snacks with magnus, davenport, and merle, and angus) and is like, “get in here, Creesh. you can be guilty later.” and davenport nods sharply as if to say “you are not forgiven but you are still family” and lucretia wipes her eyes and comes in and they play cards.

hour 14 and taako wakes up and looks around and is like “why the FUCK is everyone in my room????”

Babysitting drunk BTS

You were both out with the guys to celebrate a win. They’re all drinking but you so you can watch your boyfriend afterwards.


Seokjin:

Jin is the needy/touchy drunk he couldn’t keep his hands off you.

“Y/N~” He whines, you walk in with cracker and water for him.

“Jinnie~” You whine back, you set the stuff down. Jin wraps his arms around you, pulling you down into his lap, holding you into a tight bear hug.

“Don’t ever leave me, Y/N.” He hummed kissing your forehead.


Yoongi:

Yoongi is the drunk person who just doesn’t want his clothes to stay on, along with yours.

You sit him on the couch, then go into the kitchen to get him water. When you walk back in, Yoongi’s clothing was all the floor as he sat on the couch in boxers.

“How’d you do that so quickly?” You ask sitting next to him, he just smirk, and secretly unclasps your bra. “Yoongi!” You shout.

“Join me,” he smirks going in for a kiss.


Hoseok:

Hobi is the quiet drunk, he just doesn’t wanna say anything.

You sit next to him and hold his hand.

“Are you okay baby?” You ask, he just stares into space. “Do you need anything?” Still no answer, instead he just cuddles up to you, falling asleep.


Namjoon:

Namjoon is the drunk who denies being drunk.

“Baby I’m fine,” He slurs, Namjoon then falls onto the floor hugging your legs. “I love you so much,” He kisses your legs, stroking it. You couldn’t help but laugh.


Jimin:

Jimin is the emotional drunk happy one minute, sobbing the next.

You let him alone in the bedroom while you changed into something comfortable. When you walked back into the room, he was crying.

“What’s the matter?” You ask going to his side.

“Thought you broke up with me!” He cries into your shoulder, you rub his back.

“I wouldn’t do tha-“ He then stops and looks you in the eye.

“What the hell! Why are you wearing my shirt!” He shouts, confused you look at him. “Take it off!” As you go to take it off, he pulls you in placing kisses all over your face. “I love you so much!” You could tell it’s gonna be a long night.


Taehyung:

Taehyung is the horny drunk he just wants to fuck you.

He lays on the bed, as you undress him since he refused to change himself. He then pulls you up by your jaw, smashing his lips into yours.

“I want you right now baby,” He growled on your lips. You can taste the alcohol on his lips.

“Not right now Tae,” You tell him, he pouts, bucking his hips into you, so you can feel what his problem is, which makes you whine into another kiss. “Okay, maybe one round.”


Jungkook:

Jungkook is the drunk that can’t hold it down, it wasn’t his first time drinking, but it was the first time he’s had a lot of alcohol.

You two were laying in bed, when he suddenly shot up and ran to the bathroom. You can hear his groans as you walk towards the bathroom. You sit beside him rubbing his back, covering your nose with your shirt to block the smell.

“It’ll all be over tomorrow Kookie,” You say, he lays down in your lap as you rub his chest, and wipe a tear away from his cheek. “It’s gonna be okay.”

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