not that i need more books but i love surprises dont you


Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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You Are My Happily Ever After - Harry Hook x Reader

Originally posted by interwebber

Requested:Hi, i was wondering if you could write an imagine about Harry. Where you are jays younger sister and you went to auradon with the vks but dont feel like you fit in and want to go back to the isle. You go back with mal and run into an old friend and crush, Harry Hook. When the others come you help with ben you and jay get into a fight and you stay on the isle with Harry? Sorry its so long. Thank you if you can write this. i love your imagines, thank you for doing what you do!! :)

A/N I’d like to thank @kaylantus for the request. Hope you enjoy !! (:

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anonymous asked:

hot mess/troublemaker nct would honestly kill me! but whatever group you do i'm sure it'll be amazing!! i always check up on your blog cos i love your writing so much it's my absolute favourite!! have a lovely day! 💌

soooo,,,,i got into a mood where i really wanted to do troublemaker!you and good boy!taeyong,,,,so here you all go,,,,,,,,,,,

  • taeyong,,,,is the most polite student on campus,,,who is always kind of quiet but is that student that holds the door open for 30423 other people and who (when pestered by johnny enough) will give up his notes in exchange for nothing at all,,,,,
  • likes to show up to class exactly 5 minutes early and keeps his pens color coded and organized,,,,,
  • but also has the face and body of a model so no one understands how he’s such a ???? soft boy ???? how is he not always staring at his reflection because what??? the higher powers really spent their time with him????
  • but yeah,,,,taeyong has never even shown an inkling of understanding to how hot the student body of this college finds him and he’s more inclined to get super duper red and shy if you as much as compliment him on his shirt
  • you on the other hand,,,,,,,,,,,let’s just say you’re nowhere as tidy and as diligent as taeyong neither are you as meek LOL
  • most of the time you’re kicking up your legs on the desk in class, texting on your phone,,,,,,even chewing gum loud enough that the teacher can even hear it
  • and you’re never one to let gossip about you go,,,,so you’ve been in a couple of arguments with a couple of people on campus and let’s just say,,,,,,,,you’re not trying hard to sell the ‘good college student image’ to anyone 
  • and taeyong’s freshly pressed shirts, clean sneakers, and pleated trousers are a stark contrast against your,,,,,,,,,,messier choices
  • and taeyong,,,,of course knows who you are,,,,,but out of everyone in all your class he’s never even bothered to entertain any of the rumors about you. he’s also,,,,never bothered you with (what you deem) to be useless, almost offensive questions
  • and you don’t know what it is about him,,,,,,,but you secretly agree,,,,,,,he is ,,,,,a handsome boy,,,,
  • and you friends will bring him up and call him the goody two-shoes,,,teachers pet,,,,,,,blah blah blah,,,,,but you,,,,,you always go along with it but inside,,,,you’re kinda like why the HELL do i want to hold that losers hand,,,,,,,,
  • but it bothers you,,,,because,,,,,,taeyong doesn’t really pay attention to anything but his books so one day you walk over to his table,,,,give one glance to boy sitting beside him and that boy scurries off 
  • and as you sit yourself down beside him taeyong doesn’t even look up and you’re like UGH,,,,,,,,,,so you’re like hey, you
  • and taeyong is looking around and then looks at you,,,,,lowering his eyes and stuttering out ‘m-me?’ and you’re like YEAH WHO ELSE,,,,,,,,wait ok sorry for that,,,,,,but yeah you can i see your book? i never bought the book for this class
  • and taeyong’s wide eyes get even,,,,,wider because he’s like,,,,,,we’re almost halfway through the sem- and you’re like yeah yeah boy i know let me see your book
  • and this is your first time,,,,,,,talking to taeyong and,,,,even though for the next three weeks you sit beside him he literally doesn’t try to initiate conversation and you’re convinced he hates you,,,,maybe he heard about that rumor about you,,,,or maybe he just finds you annoying
  • and it simultaneously pisses you off but also makes you embarrassed and it’s driving you nuts,,,,,,,,
  • but on the day where you got into a big mix up with this one person in the campus cafeteria and had basically come out of it unscathed,,,,just a slight cut across your hand and some minor scartches,,,,,as you’re coming into class
  • plopping down beside taeyong you’re shocked when you hear his voice again after so long and it asks,,,,,,,if you’re ok
  • and you look at him and taeyong like immediately apologizes because he thinks you’re pissed lmao but you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,im fine,,,,,,,,,
  • and he’s like oh! good! sorry,,,,,,,
  • and that’s the last straw who the heck does he think he is being this freaking fine,,,,,and then????? actually so sweet?? and you get up and you’re like TAEYONG
  • and he almost drops out of his damn seat and he’s like y-y—yEs,,,,and you’re like “outside, i need to talk to you” and the class is like RIP BUDDY
  • but as taeyong follows you into a corner in the hallway he’s surprised when he sees that you’re not,,,,,,,going to end his life,,,,,but instead you’re completely red in the face
  • and he’s like oh no i don’t think you’re ok - and you’re like IM NOT and he’s like IM SORRY and you’re like NO ITS BECAUSE OF YOU OH MY GOD JUST HOLD MY HAND OK?
  •  and taeyong is like OK YES GIVE ME YOUR HAND and without realizing you do and you’re standing there,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • and taeyong is literally Shaking,,,,,he’s holding your hand,,,,,,of all people
  • and you’re like also shaking inside not on the outside because he?????Agreed to hold your hand????? out of fear???????/ what???//
  • but taeyong suddenly squeezes your hand and faintly you hear him go,,,,,,,it’s smaller than mine,,,,,,,,and you’re like GFHODGEFS
  • and taeyong is like SHOULD I LET GO,,,,and you’re like suddenly he has such a loud voice holy shit is he as nervous as me
  • and you’re like NO I LIKE IT OK DONT YOU DARE LET GO
  • and taeyong is like OK I WONT IM SORRy
  • and you guys stand there,,,,,,,,for what seems like twenty damn minutes and finally you let go and taeyong is like,,,,,,,,,,,i-is there anything else you want from me??? and you’re like i kinda wanna kiss you too but,,,,i think we need to build up to that stage,,,,,
  • and taeyong swallows and you’re like,,,,,BUT if you don’t want to just tell me i won’t be mad - i promise i wont do anything
  • but taeyong is fiddling with the cuffs of his shirt but he’s like n o,, n,,,,,o i ,,,,,,,,,,,want,,,,,,,to,,,,,,,you’re,,,,can i say this?
  • and you’re like??????// sure
  • and he’s like “you’re,,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,i think so,,,,,,,im sorry was that out of line,,,,,,,” and you’re like blushing because no one has ever called you cute ???? before??????/ no on has ever had the guts but here taeyong is,,,,,, not the meek boy you thought he was 
  • but you grin and you’re like No,,,,,,i like it call me cute more often and you pat his back and suddenly you’re not as embarrassed because hehe taeyong,,,,,,the good boy likes you,,,,,,,,
  • but taeyong is like ?!?$#@LT:59ujgfds ?@??#$? in his heart because is it true - is this a dream - do you really like him - did he just hold your hand - he’s going into sensory overload - oh my god you guys skipped the first half hour of claSS,,,,,,,,but oh my god his significant other is the most feared person in school oh my god,,,,,,,,,,but also you’re the cutest person in school ,,,,to him,,,,,,,should he say that outloud again???????
What Am I To You?

Summary: Taehyung was in love with you but you’re in love with someone else

Pairings: Kim Taehyung (V)/ Reader

Genre: Angst

Words: 5.5k

Warning: College au- so strong language and slight smut

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“Taehyung?” He looked up at you.

“Do you think I’m beautiful?” He arched his eyebrows. He thought, why would you ever think to ask?

“Of course you are.”

“Shhh.” Some student behind the both of you shh you for being too loud in the library.

“Thank you.” You sadly smiled.

The thing was you were best friends with Taehyung almost your whole life. You met in 6th grade and you clicked ever since, but only as friends. The only thing that you didn’t know was Taehyungs little crush on you turned to love. He didn’t want to jeopardize your friendship so he never said anything.

He was always there for you, through everything, even your worst breakups. It crushed him to see you with anyone else but it was even worse seeing you heart broken.

You both were so close you even made plans to go to the same college. And you did. It was already your second year and things were still good with you and Tae, but he secretly hated your boyfriend. Jake. You met him your first year of college because he was and still is Taehyungs roommate.

You have been dating Jake for almost a year now and you felt like you were in love but other times you felt he didn’t feel the same way, even though he says he is.

“Why would you even ask me that?” Taehyung broke your train of thought.

You just shrugged your shoulders as a response. “Do you want to finish studying in your room?” You asked.

“Sure.” He confirmed.


“Let’s hurry.” He glared at the shh student.


“Yay, now we can be loud.” You shouted.

You fell back onto Taehyungs bed. “Can I set you up?” You asked lifting your head to see if he was listening.

“What?” He looked at you off guard.

“There’s this really cute girl in my English class….you guys would be perfect.”

He rubbed his head while opening his book. “I dont know.”

“Please.” You begged.


“Okay….she kind of has this huge crush on you and I told her maybe we could double date?” She looked at you with puppy dog eyes.

He didn’t even know how to answer you honestly. “She thinks your hot.” You teased. “And don’t denied because you are.”

He was surprised from your compliment because you never had before. And you honestly thought Tae was hot. You always thought he was adorable but these past few years you noticed how much he has changed. He grew up well.

You always thought why he was never in a serious relationship because boy was he attractive. Throughout high school even, you had other girl friends who had crushes on him. He would date a lot but never been in a relationship more then a week for all you knew.

“Come on Tae Tae.” You used his nickname against him. You jumped up from his bed and threw your arms around him from behind. “It’ll be fun.” He sighed.

“Fine…for you.” You squealed in excitement.

“Thank you.” You started tickling him and he laughed while grabbing you and pushing you on the bed. He grabbed your hands as you tried to attempt to tickle him again. He was towering over you giggling when you heard the door open.

“What’s up guys?” Jake walked through the door.

It didn’t faze him to see you both in your previous position. He was never jealous of you and Tae together. He stubbornly knew he had no competition.

Tae immediately got off of you and sat back down in his chair. You stood up to greet your boyfriend. “Hey babe.”

He leaned in and pecked your lips then moving down to suck your neck. “I’ve been so horny thinking about you last period.” He moaned in your ear.

Taehyung could clearly hear and made a face of disgust.

“Wow, I can see that.” You giggled.

“I want to fuck you so bad.”

Taehyung slammed his book shut and stood up. He started to walk towards the door.

“Thanks man….hey could you put a sock on the door.” Jake winked at you causing you to blush.

Taehyung glared at both of you annoyed. You gave him an apologetic smile and he walked out.

As soon as Taehyung left, Jake was practically ripping your clothes off. You didn’t have time for foreplay, he wanted you now and that’s what he got.


Taehyung went to his friends room. “What’s wrong now?” Hoseok asked.

“They basically threw me out so they can fuck each other.” Taehyung said pissed off.

“That’s rough.” Jimin felt sorry for his friend.

“Maybe you should forget about her and find someone else.”

“I’ve tried….I can’t get her out of my head.”

“You can’t blame him….shes a tease.” Jimin interrupted.

“Don’t talk about her like that.” Tae defended you.

“I’m sorry Tae, I know she’s your friend but it almost seems like shes leading you on and its working.”

“I’ve been friends with her since I was little, she’s not like that.”

“We see the way she’s with you, sometimes the way she talks to you or even the way she touches you….thats not a friendship kind of way.”

“She’s just affectionate.” He still defended you.

“I don’t know man…I think she secretly likes you.” Jimin finished.

Tae shook his head to disagree. “I agree.” Hoseok spoke up.

Taehyung tilted his head back annoyed.

“Thanks guys but we’ve been friends for so long, I think that would of come up by now.”


An hour later you decided to text Tae and tell him the coast was clear. You even added that you were very sorry, it wasn’t your intentions.

He went back to his room and he noticed Jake was on the phone laughing. Taehyung figured you went back to your room.

Taehyung decided to lay in bed playing with his laptop. “Okay I’ll see you later.” Jake said flirty through the phone. Tae had a strong feeling that it wasn’t you.

“Sorry about before man.” He perked up on the bed breaking Taes train of thought. “I couldn’t help myself….(Y/N) has one of those sexy bodies that once you think about it, you get an instant boner.” Jake laughed and Tae rolled his eyes without him noticing.

He hated how he talked about you, like you were some toy to show off.

“I really needed that, the way she is under me-”

Tae cleated his throat. “Yeah I bet.” He laughed sarcastically.

“Man you need to get laid….did (Y/N) tell you about the double date?” Jake asked.


“No buts man….you need to get some ass.” Jake was inconsiderate. “Hot piece of ass I should add.”

“Okay whatever.” Tae finally agreed.

“Yeah….so are you a virgin?”

“W-what?” Tae asked surprised by the sudden question.

“You know….have you had sex before?” Jake further explained.

“Once.” Tae said nervously. And it was the truth.

You took Taehyung to several parties and the one night you gave in to an ex boyfriend who you knew was cheating and broke up with. You got drunk and were desperate. Taehyung got so upset he downed several drinks which ended up with him sleeping with some girl.

“Once? C'mon man….do you at least watch porn?”

Tae felt uncomfortable with this whole thing. He shrugged his shoulders.

“Okay, I’ll tell you plenty of sites to check out.” He winked.

“It’s one date, I wasn’t planning on having sex.” Taehyung shrugged his shoulders.

Jake laughed at his reaction. “Really man….nice guys finish last remember, be confident.”

“At least go to third base.” Tae slightly shook his head to disagree but Jake took it as him confused. “You know letting her give you a blow job or eating her out.”

“I don’t-”

“Trust me….girls are all over those things.”

“Maybe.” Tae said to just shut him up.

“That’s my man.” Then he got up. “I’m going to get ready.”

“For what?” Tae asked.

“The date stupid.”

“That’s tonight?” Taehyung panicked.

“Yeah so you better get ready.”


“Heyy.” You greeted Nayeon your new friend from class.

“Hi….do I look okay?” She asked.

“You look beautiful.” You smiled. You were so excited. You really hope her and Taehyung hit it off. You felt bad for your best friend, you thought he was lonely. You barely see him date and you thought he needed a little push.

“Let’s go.” You laced with her arms.


“Girls like bad boys….act like you don’t care it drives them crazy.” Jake tried to give advice to Taehyung while they waited for the girls but he wasn’t fully listening.

“You know what else drives them nuts.”

Taehyung arched his eyebrows. “Playing hard to get….like you’re not interested.”

Taehyung attention went to both girls as they made their way over. Tae was taken back at your beauty. You smiled at him first.

You yourself was taken back by Taehyungs appearance. You never have been more affected by him. He was wearing all black with a red jacket. You tried not to stare at your best friend and looked at your actual boyfriend.

“Hey babe.” Jake grabbed you pulling you in for a desperate kiss.

“Hi.” Taehyung sweetly bowed for Nayeon.

She blushed at him in the process. You watched as you tried to get out of your boyfriends horny grasp.

“Let’s go.” You glared at him.


At the restaurant, you were quite surprised how nice it was. You felt a little uncomfortable because you knew this was out of Jakes price range. It’s nice that he picked such a nice place but you were positive he wouldn’t be able to pay for it.

“Table for four? Come this way.” You all followed the waitress. Jake sat next to you and Tae and Nayeon sat across, next to each other. It was cute how nervous she was. You were surprised how Tae was feeling. He didn’t seem nervous at all, you couldn’t tell to be honest. He was always hard to read these days.

The waitress wrote down your drinks and left. You kept feeling Jakes hand make his way up your shirt. You warned him several times not to do that by the fifth time you had to tell him verbally.

“Please don’t make this uncomfortable for me.” You whispered.

You could tell how pissed off he was by the way he slouched in his chair.

You looked over across the table and you saw Taehyung and Nayeon engaged in a conversation. They were smiling, almost like they were a real couple. You couldn’t help but feel jealous but you couldn’t figure why. It’s not like you liked your best friend, at least in that way.

Taehyung tried his best not to pay attention to you, but you couldn’t look away from him.

You glanced at the waitress as she set the food on the table. You also followed Jakes eyes who were on the waitress the entire time and as she left. It was obvious he was checking her out. You looked away but caught Taehyung looking at you distraught.

He instantly knew how you felt, he also wondered why you never confronted him about it.

You cleared your throat bringing the attention to you. “So any plans after?”

“How about a movie?” Nayeon suggested.

“That’s a great idea.” You agreed.


After you ate Jake pulled the ‘I don’t have enough money card’. He only pulled out a twenty dollar bill and Taehyung agreed to pay the rest.

You handed Jake your debt card and told him to go buy the tickets.

“I’m sorry….you shouldn’t have to do that.” You apologized to Tae.

“That’s okay.” He shrugged.

“No it’s not, that place was too expensive and it was his idea to go there, he should of paid.” You rolled your eyes. “I’m going to make him pay you back.”

“Well how is he paying for the movie tickets?” He asked.

“I gave him my card.”

Taehyung looked at you surprised but quickly turned to anger. He opened his mouth to speak but you beat him to it.

“It’s fine Tae.”

“It’s not, you shouldn’t have to pay for all of us.”

“I agree.” Nayeon spoke up.

“It’s fine….I’m happy to spend it on my friends.” You smiled.

Nayeon did a fake smile and Taehyung just looked at Jake and rolled his eyes as he made his way over.

“Taehyung please just let it go.” You used his whole name, but he wasn’t budging. “For me?”

He looked at you sadly. He hated how you let people walk all over you. Especially when your boyfriend was the main victim.

“Let’s go.” Jake signal you to follow.

He grabbed your hands pulling you in quickly so he could wrap his arm around you. He planted a sloppy kiss on your lips and slapped your ass.

Taehyung clenched his fist as he stood behind you. Nayeon moved in closer next to Tae and grabbed his hand. She figured he was only mad at you paying for the tickets not what he just witness.

He calmed down as he looked at Nayeon. She had a genuine personality, just like you. He could see how you were friends.

You got to the room where your movie was playing after paying at the concession stand. You all decided to sit farther in the back. You and Jake in the last row with Tae and Nayeon right in the row before.

The theater only just started trailers as Jake shoved his tongue in your mouth. It was almost like he forgot you were in a theater the way he fondled your breast.

He let his hand travel farther down, making his hand crawl up your skirt. He started rubbing your sensitive area outside of your underwear making you slightly moan.

You pulled away seeing Taehyung and Nayeon looking back at you. “Sorry.” You slapped Jake as he chuckled.

Throughout the movie Taehyung noticed how you and Jake were making out more then watching the movie, but you eventually got annoyed as he kept trying to finger you. It could never be just a simple kiss with Jake, he always had to turn into a horn dog.

Taehyung thought back to his advice he heard from Jake. Make her think you’re not interested, basically making you jealous. But he also figured you didn’t like him anyway so maybe use Nayeon to get over you. He wanted to get over you, because it was obvious to him that you didn’t like him more then friends.

He made the first move by reaching over for Nayeons hands. He gently interlocked his figures with hers. She nervously smiled feeling his warm hand in hers.

After you all stepped out of the movie the girls went to the bathroom.

“Thank you (Y/N).” Nayeon had the biggest smile.

“Your welcome.” You smiled back, you were happy they were connecting but you felt a little envious but you couldn’t figure out why.

“I didn’t know you and your boyfriend were so serious.” She winked.

“Yeah….hes great.” You pretended.


“So you going to her room?” Jake wiggled his eyebrows.

“I just met her.”

“Remember what we talked about dude, she is so gonna sleep with you, (Y/N) told me she is crazy about you.”

“I’m not-”

“Please dude.” Jake begged.

“Oh I get it, you’re trying to get rid of me so you can fuck.” Taehyung said angry.

Jake shook his head. “Okay maybe, but I’m not lying, go get some ass dude.”

You both heard a throat clearing. You and Nayeon were standing there. It was obvious to them that you and Nayeon heard them. Taehyung just looked at you both apologetic.

“Come on babe.” Jake reached for you and Taehyung stayed a little to walk with Nayeon.

“Okay see ya’s later.” Jake dragged you into his room and shut the door in front of Tae and Nayeon face.

Jake immediately pushed you down on the bed and started tugging down your skirt. “Jake what did you tell Tae?”

“Huh?” He kissed up your thighs.

“What did you say to Tae?” You said more assertively.

He didn’t stop kissing you. “Jake.” You said louder.

“What?” He whined.

You glared at him. “I didn’t tell him anything bad, I just told him to get laid.”


“Why are you so mad, what’s the big deal?” He asked.

“Taehyungs not like that.” You argued.

“He needs a push alright, he said he’s only slept with one girl so I gave him some manly advice.”

Taehyungs had sex? You felt a sting in your gut from the thought. Why hasn’t he ever told You? You have been friends for years.

“You’re a man?” You snapped. Then you left his room in anger.


“I’m sorry for what you heard.” Taehyung walked Nayeon to her room. “I promise I’m not like him.”

“It’s okay.” She smiled. “You want to go inside?”

She opened her door. “My roommates with her boyfriend tonight.”

Taehyung swallowed nervously. “Okay.”

She pulled his hand inside leading him to the bed. She sat down next to him nervously.

He looked around her room not sure of what to do. “Tae.” She whispered.

As soon as he looked in her direction she brought her lips to his. He was a little surprised at first but he eventually responded. Their lips moved in sync not bothering to pull away. He snaked his arm around her waist bringing her closer.

He knew it was wrong but he couldn’t help but think of you. He struggled with his feelings and how he felt at that very moment. He wanted to get over you, he needed to get over you because he knew he never had a chance with you.

The kiss got deeper immensely as she pushed Tae farther on the bed so he was laying down. She moved in a different position so she could straddle his waist.

She leaned down leaving wet kisses along his neck making sure marks were visible. He felt up her chest from under her shirt just as she started rocking along his hips. She was creating friction with every movement, making his member hard. She herself got excited from the effect she had on him.

Tae felt Nayeon grab the waist buckle of his pants. He felt a hitch in his breathing as she tugged on the fabric. She immensely pulled away to catch her breath.

“So Jake said that you should get laid?” Nayeon bit her lip.

“I don’t expect us to have sex on the first date.” Taehyung sweetly stated.

“Okay….but what about something else?” Nayeon got off the bed and went to her knees in front of him. He immediately thought differently of her. He thought she was shy but this changed everything. He thought nothing negative but just surprised.

She started to unbuttoned his pants and quickly went down to the zipper.

Taehyung sat up to watch her movements. His stomach erupted with butterflies watching her fondle his zipper.

“We don’t have to do this.” He shook.

“No worries.” She said flirty. “I want to.”

She tugged on his pants revealing the waistline of his boxers. She leaned up closer and started to pull on them just enough to expose him.

She smiled as soon as she saw his stiffened member. She grabbed him and immediately started pumping. His breathing picked up with her touch. He closed his eyes feeling the pleasure build up as soon as she brought her mouth around his member licking the tip.

Nayeon eventually stopped the teasing and started bobbing her head. Taehyung moaned quietly tilting his head back. He could feel his pleasure rising with every pump. He wasn’t gonna last long. He clenched the bed sheets underneath him as he reached his climax.

She giggled feeling him shoot up into her mouth. She licked up the remaining juices dripping down his member. She leaned back licking her mouth clean.

“You okay?” She giggled.

Taehyung was still titling his head back trying to catch his breath. When he looked back up he was surprised how she went back to her shy state so quickly.

“Yeah.” He pulled his pants back up. She climbed back to the bed sitting next to him.

“I’ve liked you for a while Tae.” She bit her lip. “Well since the beginning of the year.” She corrected.

“Why?” He asked. “Just curious.”

“You’re different then most guys.” Taehyung looked up at Nayeon. “Your just sweet and caring and generous….I could go on.”

“When (Y/N) first told me about you, I expected that you were a couple, so I was surprised that you weren’t.”

She brushed her hair behind her ear. “I don’t understand how she could be best friends with you and not have feelings for you.” She giggled.

“She’s blind.”

“Thank you.” He smiled.

“Do you have feelings for her?” He was taken back by the sudden question. “It’s fine if you do….you can tell me.”

He nodded. “But its clear she doesn’t like me like that so I’ve decided to move on.”

“I don’t know about that honestly….” She smiled. “Or at least stop daydreaming and see that’s there better guys out there then Jake.” She made a face.

Taehyung laughed in the process. Then he leaned in giving her a passionate kiss which she gladly accepted.


Taehyung walked back to his room slowly thinking about Nayeon. He liked her. He thought she was sweet and logical and he feels like he could get over you in no time. But he secretly didn’t want to.

When he reached his door he was surprised he still saw a sock on the door. He leaned in closer and felt disgusted when he heard moaning sounds and the bed rocking. He groaned and headed towards Jimin and Hoseoks room.

As he started to make his way over his phone rang. As soon as he pulled it out of his pocket, he was surprised as he saw your name flashing.

“Hello?” He said confused.

“Hey what’s up? Do you want to hang out a bit?” His confusion grew.

“Where are you?”

“My room silly?” He knew something was off.

“I thought you were with Jake.” He stated.

“I was but he was being a jerk so I left.” Then it hit him, Jake was cheating.

Taehyung quickly made it to your room knocking on your door loudly.

“Hey you’re here fast.” You opened the door.

Taehyung want to tell you but he felt like it wasn’t his place to do so. He wanted Jake to come clean himself.

“What’s wrong?” You asked as you saw your friend distraught.

Taehyung didn’t say anything he just walked in and sat on your bed. “Why did you fight with Jake?”

“It wasn’t a big fight, he’s just an idiot that’s all.” You defended him.

“You’re staying together?” Tae asked hoping to hear the answer he wanted to here.

“Yeah why?” You giggled. “Look Tae, I know he hasn’t been your favorite person lately but he’s not a bad guy.”

“I’m happy.” You spoke before Taehyung could.

Then he looked down at his lap. “He’s not right for you.”

“Why do you say that?” You started getting offensive.

“He’s just an asshole, he doesn’t treat you right.” He raised his voice. “He doesn’t deserve you.”

You looked away angry. You knew Jake can be an ignorant ass sometimes but he wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. He loves you. Right?

“Tae please don’t do this?”

“Why?” He stood up. “I’m your best friend, I’m trying to protect you.”

“I don’t need you to protect me, you’re not my dad.” You stood up as well. He turned around to avoid your glare. “You’re my friend and that’s all you’ll ever be.”

He looked at you once again heart broken. “I guess you don’t know what a friend is then.” He softly spoke and walked towards your door leaving you by yourself.

Tears fell from your eyes as you felt every emotion hit you. You instantly had regret. Taehyung was only trying to help you and you pushed him away.

But why was he saying all this now? You have been together with Jake for a year now and he practically lived with him, shouldn’t this come up sooner?

You rested your head on your pillow letting the tears fall.


Its been two days now and you still haven’t talk to Taehyung nor has he talked to you. You’ve had fights before but this is already the longest you haven’t spoken to him. He was always the cheerful one to settle the fight first. Make amends. But his was different. You didn’t realize how heart broken you made him feel.

Especially when he knew something terrible about your boyfriend and all you did was defend him.

Taehyung decided to move on, he thought it was for the best. He thought maybe he can finally get over you.

Your first class you sat down in the front row. You were usually pretty early.

“Hey (Y/N).” Nayeon greeted you.

“Hey.” You smiled.

But before you could have a full conversation someone grabbed her hand pulling her away from you. You followed where they went back a few rows.

You didn’t get a good glance at the person until they settled in their seats. Taehyung? It was Taehyung who pulled Nayeon away. The only thing it didn’t look like Taehyung. He died his hair blonde? Why?

Plus he pulled your seating buddy away from you. He was being cold. You glanced behind your shoulder and snuck a look at your friend and your ex best friend. They were giggling together. Then you were blown away as you saw him bring her into a kiss passionately.

They were together that quick?

You felt like you couldn’t breath. Everything was changing before your eyes. You wiped a stray tear as the teacher finally made an appearance.

“Settle down class.” The teacher groaned. “You two separate.” He pointed and you looked back following his finger. Taehyung and Nayeon were still engaged in a kiss.

“Now.” He raised his voice making the class chuckle. They finally separate with a fit of giggles.

You couldn’t pay attention to class one bit. You felt like you were being suffocated.

“Hey (Y/N).” You heard a voice linger behind you. “Class is over.” Nayeon tapped your shoulder.

“Come on Nayeon.” You heard Tae spoke.

Nayeon noticed something was wrong. “You can catch up with Jungkook, I’m going to walk (Y/N) to her next class.”

You slightly lifted your head up as you saw Taehyung make a face.

“Please, I’ll see you later.” She grabbed his cheek pecking his lips.“ He nodded and left.

“Come on.” You stood up as she walked you to the door.

You stopped by the cafeteria as you both still had a half hour till your next class. “You gonna tell me what’s wrong.” Nayeon bought you a coffee.

“Has Taehyung mentioned me?” She was surprised by the sudden question.

“No why?”

“He hates me.” You held back your tears.

“No he doesn’t.” She giggled but she didn’t know what has happened.

“Yes he does…we had a fight and he hasn’t talked to me since.”

“Since when?”

“Two days ago.” You looked up at her with a serious expression.

“Maybe because he’s been with me.” She tried to be optimistic.

“You seen him this morning.” Then she realized, you have always sat together first period.

“I’ll talk to him no worries.” She smiled. You actually felt the weight lift off your shoulders. Nayeon was a sweet cheerful person, you were sure she would be the peace maker.

“So you guys are official I see.” You changed the subject, plus you were generally curious

“Yeah…thanks to you.” She smiled.

“Since the date?” You asked.

“Yeah after you and Jake left us we headed back towards my room.” She bit her lip flirty.

“Oh right sorry about that.”

“Trust me it’s okay.” She blushed. Don’t tell me they had sex. That was the first thought that came to your head, just by her signals.

“So what did you do?” You arched your eyebrows.

She was a blushing mess she covered her face. “I can’t tell you.”

“What? Did you have sex or something?” You said with a hint of attitude while sipping your coffee.

“No but close.”

You just shrugged your shoulders. “I gave him a blow-” She mumbled making you choke on your coffee but it was clear what she said.

“You okay.” She handed you napkins.

“You what?” You wiped your face. “Did you say a blow-”

Nayeon shhh you for saying it so loud. “Yes…please be quiet.”

“What the fuck Nayeon….after the first date?” You judged your friend. You were honestly angry. It was probably your jealousy getting the best of you even though you would never admit it.

“I can’t believe it….I would never thought he would do that?”

“He didn’t do it…it was my idea.” She mumbled some more.


“We started making out and we were just caught up in the moment….we decided not to have sex at least.” She panicked. “Stop looking at me like that it’s not like we were strangers.”

She had a point.

“I’m sorry….I just cant picture either of you doing that, especially on the first date.” She just shrugged.

“I really like him and I think he likes me.” She blushed. “I’m still nervous around him”

“I’m happy for you.” You pretended.

You wanted to be but for some reason you found it repulsive. You didn’t understand your feelings because you don’t like Taehyung more then a friend. Or do you?

You can’t, you’ve been friends for too long, it would be weird. You shook your head trying to forget about your thoughts. You didn’t like him like that, you just missed him only paying attention to you, no matter how selfish that sounded.


Later that day you went to Taehyung room, you needed to talk to him. You slowly knocked on the door nervously.

As soon as he saw you his face dropped. He seemed like a whole different person, not just because of his hair but his style and attitude were different.

“Jakes not here.” He said with no emotion.

“I don’t care about Jake I want to see you.”

“Why, we’re not friends.” You were blown away, this wasn’t him.

“I’m sorry for what I said, I didn’t mean it okay.” You begged. “Please can we talk.” He opened the door wider for you but he did it with annoyance evident in his face. He sat down on his bed while you tried to start your apology.

He folded his arms waiting. “Look I’m an idiot okay.” You smiled falsely.

“I promise I didn’t mean-” Before you could speak the door opened up. Jake.

“Hey babe.” He said while hugging you from behind. Perfect timing. He started kissing your neck and you pulled away.

“Not now okay.”

“You’re not still mad at me are you?” He snapped.

“Looks like you guys need to talk.” Taehyung grabbed his jacket and headed towards the door.

“Tae wait, I need to talk to you.”

“Your boyfriends more important.” Then he left, just like that.

“What’s wrong with you today?” Jake looked at you.

“Nothing okay.” You sped towards the door.

“I haven’t seen you all day?”

“I’m sorry I need to go.” You rushed.

“You rather chase him then be with me.” He was angry.

“No but he’s dealing with something okay.” You lied.

“Fine….but I want to see you later.” You nodded and left.

You sped up after Tae quickly. You saw him about to meet up with Nayeon as she was sitting on a bench a little away.

“Tae wait.”

He looked surprised as he turned around. “What do you want?” He snapped.

“Why are you being like this, this isn’t you…this isn’t your hair.”

“Why do you care?” He asked.

“Because you’re my best friend.” You stated the obvious.

“Last I checked we weren’t.” He said coldly.

“You decided that on your own.” You argued.

“No all I was doing was try to help you and you pushed me away, you wouldn’t even listen to what I had to say.”

“What then? What was so important?”

He looked at you and didn’t say a word. “Why don’t you ask your boyfriend.” He turned around once again.

You saw Nayeon make her way over with a concerned look.

“Tae?” You tried one last time.

“Please I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t want Nayeon to worry.” You saw the innocence in his eyes that you remember.

“(Y/N)-” Nayeon started.

“She’s fine.” Tae started pulling her away but Nayeon eyes were still glued to yours.

You just smiled and waved at her as the tears finally fell from your eyes.


You slowly made your way back to your dorm. “Hey (Y/N).” Your roommate greeted you. “Jake was looking for you.”

You nodded and laid down for a bit. “You okay?”

“Yeah.” You sighed. You got up and decided to go see Jake. You needed to prove something to yourself.

When you reached his room you were confused by the rubber band on the door. You knocked a few times and entered like you normally do.

“Jake?” You cried.

There he was in bed with some blonde chick half way naked.

“Now I know what Taehyung wanted to tell me.” The tears fell.


Masterlist | Part 2

medical!seungcheol au

Originally posted by caramelgyu

req by anon:  hi can i ask for a any medical!seventeen au?? like it can be with any member or maybe college seventeen majoring in those medical fields? i dont really know but any medical!svt would be really appreciated! i love your works, keep it up!

so i went ahead and randomized all members’ names, and coups was the first one to pop out, hope you like this! i went w hospital!svt bc i noticed i do a lot of college au stuff lmao SO THIS WAS BASICALLY THE 2ND THING I HAD WRITTEN FOR THAT MEDICAL!AU N DONT WORRY @ THAT ONE PERSON WHO SENT IT I SAW UR REQ!! (i just had this written b4 u sent it in but i was working on it earlier!)

word count: 1.3k

  • studying for your bachelor’s in medicine, one of the last things you needed was either an internship or volunteer work at a certain hospital*
  • you had a few other friends who were also studying in that major in college, but most of the hospitals really had no room for learning assistants
  • however, you were friends with joshua, who was currently studying in pediatrics
  • he gave you the recommendation and that’s how you eventually ended up as an assistant at the same hospital
  • your main interest of work was sports medicine, and when you showed up the first day, you were given a slip of paper with the doctor who you’d be assisting’s name on it
  • of course, you ended up getting lost around the hospital
  • not only that but you had no idea where joshua was so you couldn’t ask for help
  • anyone that passed by you always seemed busy or unfriendly and you didn’t want to ask if they knew who this was
  • but eventually you built up the courage and stopped the first doctor-looking person who was passing through the hallway
  • “um.. excuse me! i’m looking for a dr. choi seungcheol, can you help me find him?”
  • the man stared at you for a few moments, before breaking out into a grin
  • “you must be my new assistant! i’m doctor choi, it’s nice to meet you!”
  • you walked through the hallways of the hospital with doctor choi, and you had to admit, he was extremely good looking
  • he did little mini introductions of everyone else, pointing out them out and what they did
  • “that’s dr. kim mingyu over there, and he works in pediatrics. over to your right is dr. xu minghao, and he works in speech therapy.”
  • he mentioned a lot more names that you were sure you wouldn’t remember later but you at least tried to remember the routes around the hospital
  • in another building was where most of the doctors’ offices resided, and you saw other physicians, some in and out of their offices, speaking idly with others
  • another boy with lighter, golden hair ran up to both you and seungcheol, waving
  • “morning, hansol! this is my new assistant, y/n”
  • you bowed, introducing yourself
  • hansol also bowed and you noticed how young a lot of the doctors here appeared “nice to meet you! i’m choi hansol, and i’m the only other ‘choi’ here, but i work in physical therapy”
  • “most of the patients we’ll have will go to him or one of the other physical therapists after,” seungcheol explained
  • after your first week at the hospital, you got to know a lot of the other physicians there, and even met with joshua a few times
  • when not seeing a patient (which was rare for you and seungcheol), seungcheol normally had you run simple errands while he filled out paperwork
  • a lot of the patients you met had joint injuries, and a lot of them were, as expected, due to sports or exercises
  • it was rare when you ever met a patient who was younger than 14, but seungcheol always commended you on your patience with them
  • while doing errands one day, you passed by jihoon, a neurosurgeon 
  • “morning, jihoon! happy friday!”
  • jihoon snorted “so optimistic, even early in the mornings. no wonder cheol likes you so much.”
  • you were like ??????? wait i heard that
  • jihoon waved it off “ask jeonghan about it”
  • you ran off to go do exactly that, and jihoon smirked as the plan seemed to be going well
  • jeonghan was another one of the physical therapists, but since it was early, you chose not to bother them as they most likely had patients
  • however, you ran into hansol in the hallway
  • “good morning, hansol! running late?”
  • he chuckled, nodding “kind of have an 8:15 appointment that i’ll be late to tend to if i’m not there in 10. you looking for someone?”
  • you nodded, stating that you were looking for jeonghan, who unfortunately, was booked until 3:45
  • “you should probably go see jun in imaging.”
  • and so, there you went, on a wild goose chase, looking for different people who were all either busy or somewhere else
  • after looking for the twelfth person, you heard your name called over the speaker “y/n to sports medicine, your 11:45 appointment is here”
  • sighing, you figured you’d put it off until later
  • you chose not to speak about it to seungcheol until after the day was over and it made things awkward for you while looking at patients
  • going for the last appointment of your day, you noticed that seungcheol had apparently left this one for you to treat alone
  • not like you hated doing it, as it gave you a one-on-one meeting with the patients
  • and this was a follow up, with a 10 year-old girl named seolhee, who was returning for checks on her arm, which had broken from gymnastics
  • you did everything necessary, examining her x-rays
  • seungcheol never walked through the door, which you felt was odd
  • however, seolhee just seemed to need a paper signed for school, so you nodded, inspecting her arm once more
  • “doctor y/n!!” seolhee yelled, gaining your attention quickly
  • u were surprised bc normally she’s really quiet n attentive
  • “does it hurt somewhere? did that hurt?”
  • she shakes her head
  • “i wanted to ask you a question”
  • you blinked, “oh okay, what is it?”
  • “do you like the last name choi?”
  • that was kind of a weird question
  • u were like ????
  • you checked, and you knew that wasn’t seolhee’s last name so you were kind of like “??? why do you ask that?”
  • “because doctor choi said he might wanna give you it someday”
  • you were like uMMM????? WHAT wHAT iS GOING ON
  • u see seungcheol kind of crash through the door, seolhee giggling in the process
  • he’s a little flustered, but he fixes his lab coat anyways, running a hand through his hair
  • “did you do it?” he asks seolhee
  • with a mischievous grin, she nods
  • “so what do you think?” he turns to you, suddenly looking a little embarrassed
  • “of giving me your last name????”
  • seungcheol blinks at you for a few seconds, then turns to the little ten year old, who is happily humming
  • “what did you tell her?”
  • “the last name thing”
  • he manages to explain himself, even if his explanation is a little…. messy
  • in the middle of his rambling, you stop him, putting a finger to his lips
  • this looks a little awkward just cause you’re a little shorter than him (and even if you’re not it still looks awkward cause he almost got your finger stuck in his mouth)
  • he makes a confused noise, and u can now see the exact shade of beet red that he has turned
  • wonderful
  • anyway you stare at him for a few seconds, a little embarrassed yourself
  • “did you really send me to go see several different people just to tell me you liked me?”
  • he stares down at the floor, nodding in half-shame and embarrassment
  • “well, okay.”
  • “okay what?”
  • “um, we’ll go on a date.”
  • “i didn’t even ask yet”
  • you stared bizarrely at each other for about 10 seconds until seolhee cleared her throat, and the both of you turned to look at her
  • “can I get my paper signed now please?”
  • the two of you sent seolhee on her way back to her mother, and the ten year-old continued to giggle about how her favorite doctors liked each other
  • both you and seungcheol walked out hand-in-hand, jun wolf whistling at the both of you as you walked by
  • “who do u think x-rayed her arM”
  • laughing at your antics, seungcheol wrapped his arm around your shoulders as he walked you through the hallways of the hospital

anonymous asked:

How would the chocobros react if you fell asleep in the regalia on long trips and like subconsciously just kinda snuggled closer to them? I just love the chocobros and I need some FLUFF in my life!

The noise I made should not have came from a human. (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧  FLUFF YEAH!

(I at first read as ‘me’ specifically and was like. They’re just ‘Put her on the back like luggage’ than I read ‘What if I fell?’ and I was like I would die!)



Noctis flinched, he had just rested his eyes, when he suddenly felt a pressure against his right shoulder, and something wrap around his arm. Blue eyes opened, as he turned away from the window to see the top of your head, one of your arms snaked around his own.

The young man shifted slightly,only to have you mutter softly, nuzzling your head into his shoulder, your hold on him relaxing softly after a quick flinch. He held his breath hoping not to wake you, yet when you didn’t move any further than the nuzzle to his shoulder, the Prince realized that you were still very much asleep.

Moving off the door, Noctis, adjusted, all the while, linking his hand within your own, as he rested his cheek against the top of your head. As he drifted back to sleep, he couldn’t help but smile, your shampoo smelled amazing, or maybe it was you.  Either way it brought the man comfort.



Prompto immediately flustered, his mind bouncing around, ‘What do! What do!’ He didn’t expect this, why did he agree to trade seats with Noct? Right, Noct’s knee was acting up, so he needed the extra room to stretch out.

Yet now he was currently in the backseat, a panicked blush over his freckles, as you laid against him. Your head resting against his shoulder, your hand resting against his thigh, gripping onto the denim cheetah, leopard, ugh he couldn’t even remember what type of cat print he had on his pants.

He went to adjust, only for you to moan softly, before shifting again, pulling yourself even further into the man. It took everything in Prompto to not flail in panic, his back straighten, he couldn’t disturb you, his hands placed in his lap, as he stared at the back of Ignis’ head. He would not disturb your sleep!

“Prompto are you okay?” You called, upon your next rest stop break, the poor guy was holding his back, and limping.

“Yeah, no prob, my arm and leg’s just asleep.”  Prompto replied, only to squeak as you moved over, wrapping your arm around his waist.

“Lean on me, somehow I figure this is my fault.”



Gladiolus was so engrossed in his book that he almost didn’t even notice the weight against his left bicep, until you shifted and your hair tickled his arm. Looking over he notice, your eyes fluttering to stay awake, only to watch you lose the fight.

Nudging your shoulder slightly, Gladiolus watched you immediately sit up, he didn’t mean to push you away. Placing his book down, the man reached his arm around your shoulder, watching as your sleepy mind lead you into his side. Believing you to get a knot in your neck from the strange position, Gladiolus moved his hand lower,wrapping it underneath you, before pulling you into his lap.

You let out an embarrassing squeak, before turning your head up to the man, only to feel a hand on your back, rubbing soft circles.

“Go back to sleep.”

You were surprised the man was as comfy as he was, and the warmth from his chest and beating of his heart was surprisingly very calming. Closing your eyes you immediately dozed off.



Ignis sighed heavily, you all had been stuck in the car for the last 15 minutes due to the torrential downpour, if anything he knew that you would all end up more than likely staying here for another hour if not more.

“Yeah, I dont think we’re goin anywhere for a while Noct.” Prompto stated, pointing toward his phone, showing the large rain storm.

Ignis leaned against the back window of the Regalia, he and Noctis couldn’t even switch out, he knew that he could handle this weather, but the split second it took for them to shift would result in both of them being drenched.

“Than it may be best if we all rest.” Ignis stated, as he removed his glasses, he was already getting a headache due to not drinking his 2nd cup of Ebony, only to turn as your head dropped against his shoulder.

Turning those sage eyes over to you, Ignis had noticed that you had been dozing all morning, having not gotten a lot of sleep the night before. Only for you to pass out the moment you all were trapped in the car, now it seemed your body was trying to get comfortable between the two tall men in the back seat.

Moving his glasses to his left hand, the man wrapped his right arm around your shoulders, allowing you to rest against his side. A small smile appearing on his face, as you shuffled closer, your fingers wrapping around the bottom of his suit jacket.


*requested –> Anonymous said: “I’m so sorry but if you could write a first time w jaehyun it would be priceless; I love your writing so much ;; and how you describe emotions/feelings so damn detailed I’m- ilysm🙈”

Originally posted by taeiljaeh

author’s note: 2,077 words. this is about doing a bunch of things first time with jjh, not just the “first time” because otherwise it wouldn’t be as fun to read ;))) 

*suggestive themes/explicit content, tread carefully*  

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please think about kakairu + team 7 + parenthood and marriage


  • kakashi relentlessly making dad jokes
  • sakura accidentally yelling “DAD STOP” at kakashi
  • iruka taking everyone to dinner after training on the same day and sakura accidentally saying “im fine, thanks dad” to iruka bc shes still thinking about how she called kakashi dad
  • iruka awkwardly trying to mend the situation by saying, “dont worry, its normal to see teachers as parental figures, many students have called me dad before”
  • naruto joking about how kakashi and iruka are their dads (he actually means it deep down)
  • sasuke getting into an argument with naruto about how they cant have two fathers but it turns into a heated bashing session on kakashi’s person (“they cant get married!” and “iruka-sensei can get married to whoever he wants!” and “i wouldnt want a lousy father like kakashi” and “kakashi-sensei isnt good for iruka-sensei, thats true! kakashi-sensei is a pervert!”) and when kakashi tries to intervene they both yell “SHUT UP DAD”
  • when iruka tries to reprimand them for talking bad of kakashi, naruto grins and says, “ok mom

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bitchynightmarepost  asked:

Your child of sin is back again lololol. (GUESS WHOS BACK, WHOS BACK AGAIN!!!!!!- I aint even sorry) I need some cutesy stuff so I would like to request the RFA + V and serean hearing mc laugh for the first time and falling head over heels. omg I love you guys so much lolol I need to stop

Hi! I’m a bit worn out so, for the rest of the asks Im going to answer, I’ll seem to lose enthusiasm.
Also, this has no gender because the person who asked for this didn’t specify a gender. I’m also a bit worried that I can get caught up in the Kpop au and wont help this blog so, here I go!

[ Admin Jiyeon ]

RFA & V and Saeran to an MC who laughs for the first time


  • MC and him were just sitting down, talking to each other like the couple goals 
  • they are until 
  • Zen said something stupid.
  • Like, really stupid that even Zen just froze 
  • What he said was ‘you cant imagine what you cant see’ 
  • and mc just looked at him like he was crazy
  • ‘..zen what the hell.’
  • ‘I uhm sorry I lost a few neutrons.’
  • but they laughed
  • zen’s eyes sparkled and just grinned widely with those bright teeth
  • “MC.. I.. fell in love with you again. You’re so beautiful. Please smile more.”


  • Yoosung was playing video games as usual and he was so distracted that he didnt notice MC enter the room with the book ‘The Pianist’ in their hands and their oversized shirts
  • until, Yoosung removed his headset and heard a wholehearted laugh
  • and he turned around at MC who was laughing so much from reading something that they had to roll over 
  • he, also froze, eyes so wide
  • “omg. mc did you just..?” 
  • he tackled them into a hug and they cuddled for the rest of the day
  • he was so happy that MC had finally laughed. It was, an eye opening for him especially since its been months since everyone had been trying
  • he felt so l u c k y that he first heard it


  • (I got a writer’s block for a moment) 
  • it was Zen’s theatre or something show, MC wasn’t paying attention, they werent so interested but pretended they were so Jaehee could be very happy
  • wow, same MC, same
  • but Zen tripped in the middle of his performance
  • MC couldnt be any happier
  • They were so happy that even Jaehee felt a little offended 
  • but Jaehee cant help but grin at the happy aura that suddenly surrounded her significant other
  • it was so adorable that she gave them a peck on the cheek
  • with that being said, even zen was so surprised to see one of his friends laugh show a smile because he tripped


  • If Jumin cant get anything, that would be MC’s smile or laugh. 
  • He was so frustrated one time because he couldn’t figure out what can make MC laugh or smile 
  • it was a bit heartbreaking too but he swallowed all his emotions up and understood them like a nice person
  • but inside, he was d y i ng to know
  • so they were chilling in the penthouse, with Jumin casually playing with Elizabeth III 
  • here’s the catch, Jumin was baby talking with Elizabeth
  • and MC then paid attention to Jumin to a point where he gets so silly 
  • it made them laugh and jumin 
  • just
  • stopped working.exe jk
  • “MC would you like to laugh everyday because it will be my mission to do so.”


  • he already gave up a few days ago
  • he tried so hard to make them laugh or smile that he told a joke almost every hour
  • this resulted to MC just rolling their eyes
  • but today, he never told jokes again
  • when Vanderwood came in and lectured 707 
  • MC found it amusing
  • “5 minutes, 707 I swear to god I will shove this zapper up so far in your ass that your teeth with be zappers
  • And there was MC’s beautiful laugh 
  • the two of them just looked at each other and grinned 
  • so, vandy sass is what can make MC laugh, huh?


  • cant resist this boi?
  • Jihyun wasn’t the best at making jokes and he just plainly accepted because he’d still love you so much
  • He was in one of those nights where he was home from work (he had the eye surgery ok let me live) and he was so tired and it was a bad day
  • he was throwing shade at everyone when he had a bad day + when he was a bit tipsy
  • “Her makeup looked so ragged that I could use it to wipe dust”
  • “Jumin was acting Whiny. Is that why he drinks wine?”
  • “Whine Han. What a perfect name. Oh, Wine Han.”
  • MC laughed at his sassy remarks as he pouted 
  • it was just so unlike him and the sass was real


  • another sassy mister
  • so as usual, he was roasting his brother
  • ‘what is that, Saeyoung? a machine? more like a mafailure.’
  • ‘Oh wow you did something nice for once.’
  • ‘you love me? really? okay, I love me too.’
  • ‘no, i dont hate you… I despise you.’
  • and MC was laughing when the roasts got even more worse
  • for saeran, he was a smiling proud mama duck
  • because he knew that he made MC laugh a couple times in one day 
  • HAH!

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These same tears, they dry up on my skin and continue to come back down again.
Through thick and thin, we’ve seen it all. Though the blood leaving your palms were not mine, I still saved the drowning seas for us.
The tears you gave me are on someone else’s hands and the love I gave you is in her cold heart that you claim to love.
But some nights when it’s just me and no one else, some nights when even the tears run dry, you’re all that I have and it’s just messed up because it’s not the same for you.
And those nights are darker than your words but they kept me alive, except when you would say goodbye.
And when I leave you with hello, hello– I kiss hell onto earth and ask the volcanoes to whisper your name in soot and ash.
If I could have it any other way, I could have loved you, I would have loved you, I should have loved you and if we don’t ever see each other again, at least we left the roses with the best kind of red.
But you were the moon and oh that could not be, I was just a star waiting to be found by you.
If I am the moon, then I am the empty kind. If you are a star, you are sky full. If you are love, then you are all that I’d want to know.
But if you’re the sun then I may think twice about how I will love you–
So I think I will love your edges because the core of you will burn all the love I want to give you.
If I am made from fire and you are made from ice, if our hearts touched, do you think we could fit the ocean into a wine glass? Play bits of me that I can’t forget. Tell me that you love me just to leave, tell me that you want me just to not need me.
I wander the streets looking for nothing, no expectations, no surprises, no friendships, no lovers, no sympathy, no empathy, I look for myself within lostness and some days, I just ache to be with myself for myself.
But I don’t want to be so alone. The streets get so cold and wandering down them gets too old. I’m starting to count the stars one by one but it wouldn’t be that lonely if you were only alive in my mind.
There is a still painting inside of my chest that’s being finished by souls that linger to skin like smoke that wasn’t supposed to be inhaled and oxygen that we refused to exhale, find me where I’m lonely and ask me if I feel loved.
And there is rain inside my heart but I still dont know where the shade stands so I sit in the rain hoping you’ll still see my tears, it’s very cold and I searched for warmness in every person but I still feel as lonely as ever.
There is love to be made, hearts to fix and people to hide behind– if I keep my feelings to myself and never open up, do I die lonely or do I live as a loner?
Instead of showing people the paintings I’ve created, I stored them in a book where I tapped all the rose petals you left behind. Onced they grew out of my book and made thorns outside of it and now I can’t seem to open it even if I have the deepest words to write down.
But I ask death if kisses could revive us, like if I could dig inside of us for a second, I would kill to feel something, I want to feel something other than this sick and twisted version of forever after.
So I drew red paint on my skin and see if my skin would turn color, to see if I could feel a color. They said red represents love but it could mean many things if you’re alone.
Love is red, as red as the sun, loneliness is blue when I’m thinking of you and yes, it’s true, being alone and away from the pack means we’ve placed meaning carried onto our backs with a heart like that, pale purple, black and bruised, if I admittedly hated on you, just know that once upon a time I didn’t want to leave you, you were mine and I was yours.
As much as I made excuses for the way you hurt me I have to say that I never left you, even if you always left with a goodbye under the welcome mat , I’m still waiting for your call. I’m still waiting for your rain to show up in front of my window.
And if all that is left is a tiny flame and ashes, I will dance in obsidian and prepare a warm welcome to the shadows the die within, the light the withers within your grasp, the love that’s undying shall die at last.
So I will plant flowers in our casket and dump all the love poems I wrote that you never got to read, I have so many dreams that you never got to see.
How did we end up back with love? Even loneliness leads back to love, even pain leads back to love, baby, every road leads back to you.
Every storm I went through, the wind directed me down the same road–
Every heartbreak I went though, I always came crying to you.
And if there was a way to fix things, maybe go back to when we didn’t need to fix things, do you that’s why people like to fix things? I’ve been so keen with repeating myself, a fixation. I can’t fix you if you’re the reason as to why I feel broken.
People I say I don’t know you
They say I’ve been loving a person he pretends to be
I think I loved the ghost you left behind, maybe thats why it feels so cold every time you leave.
And shoulders become the Himalayas and hearts become the Gobi desert and lovers become something we’ve said farewell to.
You also left behind your favorite words and the funny thing was, you were every meaning of each word.
You left behind the stories you made and now I’m trying to figure out the ending.
The ending is a page that I’ve rewritten with my tears, the ocean doesn’t drown anyone, it’s just taking us home.
And the beginning was filled with laughs and questions.
Now, the laughs turned into memories and the questions were answered.
And sometimes, the answer is just the right amount of how you left my heart– wanting more.
But I will wonder, I will wonder where you will go
Maybe I’ll find you in the places where you love to hide–
But you pushed me away every time.
But I will wander, I will wander where you’ve left my mind–
Maybe I’ll find you in my heart where I’ve hidden you
But that’s the thing,
I broke my own heart
by openly loving you.
So I’ll search in all the broken pieces that are scattered all over the floor , with the only thing I have left– my tears.
So I’ve searched, I’ve searched, I’ve searched, I’ve searched– A lost, a maze, a field of dead flowers, I have lost my way in this maze next to the bees, I’ve been stung, I’ve been broken– but still I search for you.
—  x.x. & k.c.

anonymous asked:

Can you PLEASE do a junkrat x reader where they have been together since australia when they were young and when they are introduced to the overwatch team some of them (Mccree, Hanzo, maybe even tracer) all are flirting with her hardcore and jamison gets all insecure and possesive?

Through Thick and Thin

Originally posted by valrider

A/N: I dont know why, but i got a bit stumped on this one. 

Jamison Fawkes, what did I tell you about blowing things up?” The young boy flinches at your stern voice. Your small hands on his leg working to disinfects the cuts and scrapes of small Aussie.

He gives you a toothy grin. “But the explosions looks so pretty!” The eight-year-old motions with exaggeration, arms spread wide and out. His eyes open wide as he makes an assortment of ‘Kabooms’ and ‘bang bangs’ with a hushed tone. You giggle at his extravagantness before remembering you have to say firm.

“I know there pretty cool but you need to be careful, Jamie!” You finish rubbing down a sterile bandage, pausing to look over your handiwork. “I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

Jamison frowns, placing a hang up top your head. “Don’t worry, me love! I ain’t going nowhere.” He places a cross over his heart. “Swear it on my dead body.”

You smile, “Alright, Jamie but you gotta promise!” You promptly spit in the palm of your hand before outstretching it to him. He looks at it a bit hesitant.

“I ain’t shakin’ to that, mate.” He crosses his arms over his chest while shaking his head. “Girls have cooties!”

“I do not have cooties!” You exclaim, visually upset. He sticks his tongue out at you.

“Yea you do!” He states matter-of-factly. “All girls have cooties!”

You pout, crossing your hands over your chest before trotting away. Jamison frowns, suddenly worried by your silent treatment. Not long after he trots behind spouting apologies.

You wake up as the dropship feels some turbulence. The rough and tumble of it makes you sink further into Junkrat’s arm. His metal hand goes to tangle with yours as he leans back into you.

“There, there.” He soothes. “We almost there, darl. No worries.”

You grip on his hand tightens, as you look at the loose bolts and screws of mechanical hand. “Jamison…” You drawl. He flinches at the familiar tone. “Have you been poking at the improvements I made to your arm?” He immediately lets go of your hand, crossing his arms over his chest to hide his hand away.

“Got no idea what your talkin’ about, love.” He answers avoiding your eyes. You shake your head leaning bit forward to look at your third companion. The larger Junker reading away at some book he’d picked up during his last heist.

“Mako?” He turns to look at you, thinking over what you just asked the other junker. There’s a cough before he speaks, ratting out his boss.

“He was messing around with the finger joints while you slept.”

Junkrat grunts before jabbing at Roadhog in the gut. “How ‘bout ya mine ya own business next time, huh!”  He huffs.

“Thank you, Mako.” You smile appreciatively. Junkrat grumbles under his breath, sinking into his seat begrudgingly. He only stops when you kiss his shoulder, leaning back into him in apology. Shortly after, Athena announces the decent of the drop shit. You were more than excited to get off the ship, gripping harder at Junkrat’s hand as you felt the shift of the ship.

The number of recalled agents was a short list, that you knew.

However, upon arrival you are greeted by a couple of strange faces in quite a variety of clothing. The sheer difference of each astounding you as you’ve never seen it before. The briefing was fast, well as fast as it could have been. Junkrat almost attacked Winston the minute began speaking to the three of you. However, with your calming presence and Roadhog’s rather impressive grip, both of you were able to talk him down.

He calls over two of the others standing not too far behind him, a man and woman. He asks that they show you around while he spoke to the two other Junkers on their profession. A man in a cowboy hat is the first to approach you. His eyes held a charming glint as he walked up towards you.

“Names McCree, Jesse McCree.” He said extending his hand out for you to shake. You smile in return, introducing yourself before you notice the handiwork on his metal arm.

“Woah,” You remark, jerking the cowboys arm towards yourself for a better look. “Your arm is incredible.”

The comment catches the attention of your Junker not too far. He watches as you hold the hand of the older man running a finger over the technology of his arm. Junkrat squints his eyes, a hand unconsciously running over his own looking at the two of you. A strong pang hits his chest and he frowns.

McCree on the other hand is a bit surprised but relishes in the attention nonetheless. He laughs a bit, extending his arm out to you for a better look.  His poncho sways back and his hand touches yours momentarily as he hikes up his sleeve a bit more for your viewing pleasure.

“You think?” He asked nonchalantly, flexing his arm with a smirk. “I’ve had this ol’ thing for years.”

You nod with a smile. “Well, it’s very well taken care of.”

“Oi, McCree! Why do you always make a show of things?” A voice draws your attention. Your eyes look over to the small and petite woman before you. In flash she’s by your side, an arm over your shoulders.

“Names Tracer, Love!” She announces with a wink. “Winston’s told me your gonna be one of our new engineer!”

You nod, a flush over your features at her boldness. “Yes, I worked as one in the outback. I helped draft and make the weapons the Junkers have…” Your eyes trail down to the mechanism on her chest. Suddenly, your captivated again.

“Wanna take a look, yeah?” She asks smiling at how you stare at it interested. You nod, leaning in. Tracer puffs her chest out tossing McCree a look while your eyes look over her tech in amazement. The Cowboy frowns, placing his hands on his hips.

“It’s so pristine and clean,” You remark, watching as the mechanism spins and turns. “So unlike the tech I’ve seen before.”

“There’s a lot more like it round these parts.” McCree opts, “Say, you hungry? Dinner should be starting up soon in the mess hall.”

“Yes, actually.” You say a bit sheepishly.

“Let me take you there then.” McCree takes your arm in his, grinning at Tracer in victory.  The brunette pouts in response ready to make a move on of her own.

It’s then that Junkrat hobbles over, placing a hand around your waist and pulling you towards him. “Jamison?” You asked a surprised at his action. He shoots a deadly glare over to the two before you, arms tightening at your waist. “Jamison, what’s wrong?”

The air seems to shift and Tracers smile diminishes ever so slightly. “I, um, would you like us to leave you two alone?” She asks.

You shake your head, “Just give is a moment.”

“I don’t like ‘em.” He remarks looking over your shoulder to see them waiting for you not too far off. He shoots them another glare as you grab his face to look at you.

“You don’t even know them, Jamison.” You deadpan.

He growls. “Well, I just don’t like how they act with ya, alright!”

You raise a brow. “Friendly?”

He shakes his head, frustration building up as he balled his fists at his side. You release his face, sighing.

“I’m going to go grab dinner at the mess hall. We’ll talk about this later, alright?” You move to meet his gaze, offering a small smile before kissing his cheek. His face softens slightly and his grip on you loosens. He watches as you leave his hold to join the others, shoulders slumped in defeat.

By the time, Tracer and McCree let you go its late into the evening. The suns about to dip into the horizon and dinner had just ended. You had been a little concerned seeing only Roadhog in the mess hall but came to the conclusion that Junkrat was probably in his assigned lab. Working away on his explosions, excited to have his own area to experiment.

However, there’s something amiss as you walk into his assigned room.

“Not in your lab, Jamie?” You ask, as he slouches over his desk. A disassembled frag grenade scattered about. You raise a brow when he doesn’t reply, walking over you look over him.  The fire in those jasper eyes is dimmed and he isn’t as giddy as per the normal when greeting you. He works sluggishly like he’s lost deep in thought. From the grim look on his face, you know it can’t be good.

“Jamie?” You reach out to place a hand on his shoulder. His back is towards you as he busies himself with a mine bomb. Immediately, he swats it away.  You stand a bit stunned at the rejection but don’t push it for any more physical contact. “Jamison, talk to me.”

He growls in frustration. Slamming his fists on the desk, startling you. “Why don’t ya hang out with ya new buddies or somethin’, huh?” There’s something sour in the way he speaks but you choose to ignore it.

Jamison,” There’s that tone again. You shift to lean the messy desk, careful to avoid anything that looks like it will blow up at your touch. “I’m not going anywhere till you tell me what’s wrong.” You cross your arms while staring at him. He stares off trying not to meet your gaze. Suddenly, he looks deflated. He didn’t want to The pointer finger of his left-hand taps away at the desk as his leg bounces in unison. “And you know how stubborn I can be.”

There’s silence as you wait for him to speak. You can see his emotions through his face. The crinkle in-between his eyebrows showing he’s frustrated, the bounce of his leg meaning he’s anxious and the absence of his familiar smile meaning he’s upset. Eventually, he shoots up from his seat. His hands move to grip at your shoulders as he leans to down to place his forehead to yours.  

“Do you like me?” He asks, his eyes are closed but his expression is crestfallen “I know I’m not as high tech-y as the others, nor as clean as them. Hell they seem ta’ have a better grip on what they doin’ than I do!”

You look at him dumbfounded. “Jamie,” It takes a bit of strength for your voice not to crack. “We’re you worried I didn’t like you anymore? After meeting them?” The single thought of it happening causes a flicker of panic to flash through his eyes. The silence is the air is deafening but you can hear where your heart breaks. You move to place a hand on his cheek. “Jamison, how long have I know you?”

He tilts his head a bit confused. “Since we were pipsqueaks back in Australia.”

You nod, “And who was there with you when you discovered your love for explosives, huh? Or when you lost your arm? And your leg?” You looked at him intensely. “Or held your hand when you got your tattoo? Or worked day and night to make sure you had functioning prosthetics with the scraps thrown?”

He’s silent for a moment, his eyes staring at you intently.

“Jamison Fawkes, I have been with you through thick and thin. All these shiny doodads and people are not gonna make me stop lovin’ ya’.” You smile, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Now you better go and put on that smile I love or Imma be real upset with you.”

He chuckles, a gentler version of his quirky laugh. The laugh he does when he’s with you. You lean in and kiss him on his chapped lips. He moves his hands from your shoulder to the back of your neck to get a better angle. Kissing you back with need.

It’s a while before he pulls away.

“You always know just what to say, Sheila.” He tells you, smiling like no tomorrow.

“Just reminding you that I’m not going anywhere but where you are.” You shrug like it common knowledge. “I love you for you, Jamie.”

Jamison kisses your forehead with so much affection. Its sloppy, having always has been, and he leaves a bit of a wet spot causing you to laugh. You paw him away but the grip he has on your waist means you aren’t going anywhere.

You cringe playfully. “Ew, cooties.”

He frowns. “Oi! I don’t have cooties!”

“Sorry, Jamie. Every boy has cooties.” You state matter-of-factly .

He begins to fret as he denies that what your feigningly accuse him of. Suddenly, you feel young again. The nostalgia of the situation brining a warmth to your heart. You can feel where it’s the two of you, young punks lost in the great outback. However, when you look at Junkrat ramble on you can see the man you love grown.

The book has a maroon jacket and embossed spine. It’s older, and he can tell when he picks it up and leafs through the pages. The musty smell reaches his nose and makes him sneeze into his arm. With a sniffle, he fans through the book, and it doesn’t take him long to realize it was one of Erwin’s.

His heart seizes, and he leaves the book open in his lap. He thinks about Erwin every day, sometimes every second, but Erwin’s never a surprise. Thinking of him is a constant, and the physical things that conjure Erwin are cataloged and sterilized. When Levi encounters them, he does so with bravery. Indifference. He has Erwin compartmentalized at this point into his psyche. The only place Erwin could affect him is in his dreams.

But this book. This book is different. It has Levi spooked, and he isn’t sure how to move forward. He turns a page. The language is old, the information flowery and, at this point, incorrect. It must have been Erwin’s father’s, and somehow having that knowledge made the book that much more difficult to hold. Another page and he discovers it’s talking about the ocean. His breathing gets caught in his chest as he reads.

Oceans are bodies of water with high salt content. They can range in color depending on location, from deep sapphire to gleaming turquoise. It is predicted that the ocean covers more of the surface of the world than land. Nobody has ever been able to touch the deepest depth of an ocean. Strange creatures are thought to originate under the surface.

Levi slaps the book shut and places it next to him. He brings his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around his legs.

It wasn’t anything like that. The ocean was beautiful and living and moving. It was vast and mysterious and deep. It tasted different, like an exotic delicacy. And he supposed at the time that it was. They had never tasted freedom like that before–and that’s all the ocean was.


His chest grows tight, and there’s a sound emitting from his throat that’s foreign and hoarse. God dammit, he should have been there. He should have been at his side, their cloaks catching the wind like the sails of the ships illustrated on the book pages. He had fought the longest and hardest out of all of them. He got them all here. If it wasn’t for him…

The sob comes out long and hard, and Levi has never felt something shake through him so violently. His moaning cry echoes in the room as the tears pool and drop from his eyes. It wasn’t anything like that. It wasn’t some simple pages on a piece of paper. It was so fucking beautiful and Erwin wasn’t there. He wasn’t there, and it was the ugliest thing he had ever seen in his whole life. He hated the ocean. He fucking hated it.

His hands ball into his hair as he pushes his forehead into his knees. He struggles to breathe, but he doesn’t care. His sobs turn silent as he gasps in air. Erwin wasn’t there, and he’s not here now, and he can’t fucking stand it. Tears fall salty like the waters of the ocean, and he wishes so badly to drown in them.

The text above is an excerpt from a ficlet my lovely @gouguruheddo wrote for this pic to rip my heart completely into pieces <3 Thank you love.

anonymous asked:

CP 14 Days of Love #5: Soulmates (AU, dont believe in them, knowing who someone’s soulmate is + deciding whether to tell them or not, rejecting bonds, platonic bonds, etc)

Day 5 of @softkent‘s Valentine’s Fic-A-Thon

Everyone is born with a soulmark. Usually, it starts out as nothing more than a colorful blob, but as people grew up it would change shape and color until it was actually recognizable. 

Bitty’s mark became a concrete symbol when he was 9 years old and he quit his dad’s peewee football team.

After his mama had scooped him off the field and brought him home, she’d sent him to take a bath to get rid of the mud and dirt. That’s when he saw it. Your soulmark usually sat right over your heart, though it could vary, and once he’d gotten out of the tub, Bitty was able to see what his was for the first time.

He’d put on pants and run downstairs yelling for his mom, all the unpleasantness of being tackled during football forgotten. “Mama! Mama!”

Sticking her head out of the kitchen, Suzanne called out, worried she’d missed an injury when she’d checked Dickey over. “What is it, Dickey? Are you still hurtin’, honey? Do you need help?”

“No! I’m fine!” Bitty skidded into the kitchen and pointed at his chest. “But look, mama! It’s ice skates! Can I take lessons? Can I? Can I?”

“Oh, honey. Look at that.” Suzanne grabbed her son for a hug and held him tight. “How ‘bout we bake a special pie to celebrate? And tomorrow I’ll start looking to get you some lessons.”

“Really? Even after?” Bitty bit his lip and hid his face in his mom’s chest. “It’ll be okay?”

“You pay no mind to what happened earlier. Everything is going to be just fine. Your daddy shoulda known better. Now go put a shirt on and get back down here. We’ve got a pie to bake.”

The next day, just as she’d promised, Suzanne sat down with a phone book and started making calls to find her son some ice skating lessons.

Jack had never really given his soulmark much thought. He had gotten used to the image of an ice skate tied with a hockey skate resting over his heart a long time ago, and with his dad being who he was, he had not surprised by it. That of course, all changed when he ended up in the hospital.

When he woke up in a hospital bed with both his parents sleeping in chairs nearby, Jack felt horrible. Since they were both sound asleep, Jack carefully got out of bed and snuck into the bathroom.

He was staring at himself in the mirror and seeing nothing but pale, sallow skin and dark heavy bags under his eyes when he remembered his soulmark. He shifted the hospital gown to look at the mark that had provided him with a lot of fantasies when he was a kid and suddenly felt his heart start to race.

Before he could start to panic further, there was a knock at the door and he heard his father’s voice. “Jack? Are you okay?”

Quickly turning the water on, Jack splashed his face with cold water and opened the door. “I’m okay, papa.”

Jack’s father’s face shifted from concerned to relieved quickly and he pulled him close for a hug. “I’m glad, Jack.” Jack was stiff in his father’s arms before tentatively hugging him back. Bob kissed Jack on the forehead and tried for a smile. “Come on, let’s get you back into bed before you mom gets back.”

Once Jack was back in bed, his dad covered him with the blanket and sat back in his chair. Jack wasn’t sure what to say to his dad, but he wanted to say something. “Papa, I, I’m sorry. I know you wanted-”

Bob reached over for Jack’s hand and hushed him. “Shhh…Jack. It’s okay. We, I mean I, I should have seen how much pressure you were under. I never wanted that for you, Jack. I only want you to be happy and enjoy what you’re doing. If hockey isn’t it, then we can find something else.”

With his free hand, Jack rubbed over his soulmark. “No! I love being on the ice, papa. It’s one of the few places I feel good. I let other things,” Jack paused, trying not to think about Kent, ‘other people get in my head.”

Bob nodded and moved to sit on the edge of Jack’s bed and look him in the eye. “Just so long as you know, that no matter what, I love you and am proud of you.”

Jack could feel the tears at the corners of his eyes and leaned forward to hug his dad. “I know. I don’t always remember, but I do know.”

Bob held onto his son just a little longer before patting him on the back and moving back to his chair. “What do you say we find something stupid on t.v. and wait for your mom to come back with some contraband.”

Handing his dad the remote, Jack smiled. It was shaky and shy, but he wanted to try for his dad. “I’d like that.”

When Jack chose Samwell and joined their hockey team, he finally found a place that feels right. He’s accepted by his teammates and he makes friends, and somehow, even manages to get a best friend. 

He tries to be close with his team, but it’s hard because Jack does avoid some things. He’s always quickest in the showers, hurrying to get clean so he can get a shirt on and get back to the Haus. And when soulmates and marks get brought up on the bus, or after kegsters, Jack always manages to slip on a pair of headphones or duck out and go to his room.

That all changes the day he is woken up by Bittle singing in the shower. The moment he whipped open the shower curtain, with the full intention of telling Bittle to keep it down, Jack is stopped by the mark on Bittle’s chest.

Before he can say anything, Bitty is yelling. “I’m not decent!”

Still stunned, all Jack can think to say is, “Seriously? Bittle, we’re on the same team.”

By the time Bittle is telling him not to blaspheme, and Jack still doesn’t know what he is actually blaspheming, he’s left the bathroom to hide in his room. It’s a Sunday, so no one will really be looking for him and Jack can try and figure this all out in peace.

Leaning back against the headboard, Jack tries to remain calm and use the exercises he learned in rehab to slow his breathing. Of course, it’s Bittle. He should have seen that coming when he was told they were going to have an ice skater on the team. And there’s no way Bittle knows. Jack had been able to convince Shitty to let him wear a tank top during Hazeapalooza and maybe if Jack just says nothing, he can stop thinking about it all.

Unfortunately, it turns out ignoring the problem does not make it go away. Especially since Jack cannot seem to stay away from Bittle. There more he gets to know him, the more Jack finds himself actually wanting him. He’s still determined not to bring Bittle down with his issues, but he can’t seem to help but flirt and get closer to him.

When Kent shows up at the Epikegster, Jack is more resolved than ever to keep Bittle away from his mess. Bittle is good and kind and always sees the best in people, and Jack does not want to tarnish that. Bittle deserves someone just as good as he is, not a guy who can barely handle the pressure of playing a sport he loves.

When graduation rolls around, and after Bitty hugs him, Jack can feel his resolve crumbling. It’s his papa’s words that do the trick. He knows he’s right. He can’t afford to miss this chance by never even trying. Bitty deserves to know how Jack feels and hopefully they can figure this all out together.

Jack finds Bitty singing that same song again, but this time while crying and Jack’s heart breaks. “Bittle!”

Bitty stops singing mid-song and looks shocked to see Jack there. “Jack?”

When he starts to ramble, Jack has to smile. “Bitty.” It’s the first time Jack has ever called him ‘Bittle’ out loud, and he likes it. Bitty looks startled by it as well and Jack just has to kiss him. He has to taste those lips and find out if Bitty is as sweet as he smells.

Jack never wants to stop kissing Bitty, but unfortunately, fate has other plans. His phone buzzes with a text from his parents and he knows he needs to leave, but he can’t before telling Bitty one more thing.

Bitty’s eyes are still closed and Jack brushes his lips over his cheek. “Bitty.”


“I have to go, but I need you to know something.”

Bitty has a soft, sappy smile on his face and he finally opens his eyes to look at Jack. “What’s that, Jack?”

“It’s about my mark. I’ve never shown it to anyone, but I need you to know what it is, okay?”

Bitty frowns and it’s obvious he’s worried Jack is going to show them that their marks don’t match. Jack steps back and flips his tie over his shoulder so he can unbutton his shirt.

When Bitty can finally see what the mark is, he gasps. “Jack!”

Jack buttons his shirt back up and kisses Bitty one last time. “I’ve got to go, I’ll text you, okay?”

Bitty just nods, smile back on his face. “I’m looking forward to it, Mr. Zimmermann.”

Saeran x MC - Unworthy (read until finished to avoid confusion)

!! Warning !! tiny bits of spoilers from seven’s route && might use some vulgar language to get in the angsty mood. (fyi i dont swear that much irl) and yes the angst continues~

side note : in this saeran is still working for mint eye, but is really close to MC (in a good friend way and doesnt want to hurt MC) And this will be a long one so sit back and enjoy~

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{ five’s company // ch. 20 }

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“Do you need anything, sugar?” Herc asked you, calling you over the phone. You balanced your phone between your shoulder and your ear, trying to listen to him over the business of the office. “I know you were feeling sick this morning. Did you still go in for work?”

Your pregnancy had been up and down. Some mornings were a little tougher than the others. Laf assured you that it was all normal. Everything he had suggested had helped so you felt okay enough to come in.

“Yeah. I’ll rest when I get home.” You mumbled sheepishly. “Hey,“ You almost hung up, but then you remembered. “Can you get ice cream on the way home? And those pretzels I like?“ 

Herc chuckled, double checking to make sure he had his keys. "Course. John and Alex will be home a little later, but Laf will be home, okay?" 

“Mkay.” You hummed. Hercules smiled a little. You must have been a little busy. Your sentences were getting shorter. 

He was pleasantly surprised when you said, "Hey, I love you, Herc." 

He smiled, felt his heart warm up a little. "I love you too. Call the studio if you need me. See you later." 

“Bye, love.”

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Namjoon Scenario: Be My Love.

Request: Love your works ^^ a lil request of a very oblivious reader and namjoon dropping hints with every coffee that he brings to her untill he finally snaps and kisses her and then decides to stick a sticky note to her face with “I like u a lot” written on it ^^ dont know if this’ll suit your tastes but I decided to give I a go :D

Flatmates AU.

Genre: Fluff. 

The cup was placed on the table making a sound but you didn’t even lift your head from the book. Namjoon frowned just a little and sighed, you were usually absentminded, but as you were studying for a very important test you were even more immersed on it than normal. 

It was ok, he thought, because the way you were so centered in your studies, how you were so smart, how you were so determinate, those were some of the things Namjoon liked about you. But of course you had other characteristics, for example how evident was his crush for you. Everybody in the department had noticed it, everyone knew Namjoon liked you since a lot time ago, since you moved in he could say, but not you. You treated him as a friend, perhaps sometimes like a bit more than that, but Namjoon hadn’t had the courage to confess although he really wanted to.

You lived together with other three people, three girls and two guys in total, you’ve coincided there since the department was really close to the university,  but Namjoon being the romantic he was and adding more since he had a crush, thought it was because of destiny. 

He cleared his throat making you lift your gaze to him making you gasp a bit startled. 

-Namjoon! I didn’t see you there, sorry-

He smiled inevitably, you were really cute while surprised. -It’s ok, I brought you a cup- he said sliding the beverage closer to you.

You smiled taking it in your hands. -Thank you so much- you sipped from it and then realized the cup had something stuck on. -Oh, what is this?- 

Namjoon stood up quickly. -Well I leave you to it then-

You watched him go and then saw it was yet again another sticky note, Namjoon was very kind, he always brought you coffee when he saw you were studying, and more often than not he’d stick a note on the cup, sometimes with inspiring quotes, others with simple words, like “hope” or “fighting”, or silly phrases to make you laugh like “Better read this” and then he’d write his own name, it was a really thoughtful detail to do such a thing. You really liked him, in a lot of ways, but you weren’t sure if he felt the same. Sure he was attentive towards you, but you couldn’t judge everything on that, you just weren’t sure of what he felt.

You read the quote he wrote today, “Put your heart, mind and soul into even your smallest acts. This is the secret to success, Swami Sivananda”. You liked it, you agreed with what it said, perhaps that was one of the reasons you got so focused when you were doing something, concentrating to the point of forgetting the world. 

But then there were people like Namjoon to bring you back to it, with a cup of coffee and that gorgeous smile, you really liked his smile, and dimples, you sighed getting back to your reading, if only he liked you back.

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Imagine Dean slowly falling in love with you

Word count: 1094

Request by: @di-the-whovian-potterhead

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Sexual references I guess

A/N: It’s kinda different from what I usually write so sorry if you dont like it <3

“I still remember the day that we first met. You were a complete Jerk,” You said leaning closer into your boyfriend’s chest causing him to chuckle.

Chatter filled the crowded bar as you pushed your way past people in order to buy you and your friends the next round of drinks. You signalled the bartender, telling him your order before turning and looking around the room, your fingers tapped the bar as you waited patiently for your drinks.

Your friends had decided to take you out to cheer you up as you had just come out of a long relationship due to you walking in on your partner cheating on you.

Once your order was finally ready, you thanked the bartender and grabbed the large tray of drinks. Walking back to the table, your mind drifted off to your now ex-boyfriend, sure you would miss him, but how could he do that to you? Tears threatened to overflow your eyes when suddenly, the tray in your hand was pushed and the drinks had covered your body.

You looked up in shock and anger to see a man with gorgeous green eyes wearing a plaid shirt. You had to admit, he was extremely handsome but at this point you were more mad at the fact he had rudely pushed into you and still hadn’t apologised.

“Are you kidding me?” you asked with a joking but serious tone in your voice, “Watch where you’re going jerk.”

He blankly looked at you up and down before speaking.

“Oh I’m sorry, did Daddy’s little princess get her expensive designer shirt all sticky and wet?” Sarcasm laced his voice.

Wow, I didn’t think that it was possible to be that big of an arrogant dick.”

“Arrogant, no, big, yes.” He gave you a mocking smile before turning away still not even apologising.

You scoffed before walking back to the table your friends were on.

“You will not believe what just happened!”

“Yeah, I was a complete asshole,” he spoke, one hand resting around your waist and the other running through your hair, “but you definitely put me in my place when you rescued me and Sammy from them vampires. I guess you always have been the dominant kind,” he joked causing you to laugh pushing him away from you.

“You bet I saved you and Sam’s ass that night. You should be lucky your brother was with you, because there was no way in hell I was just saving ‘the jerk from the bar’.”

You bust open the door to the room, not even taking a glance at the hostages the vampires had caught before kicking, punching and slicing your way through all of them.

The last head rolled to the floor and the only sound filling the room was your panting breath. Eventually, you looked up shocked to see the asshat from the bar tied up, next to him was a man with long-ish hair, I guess it’s his brother or something.

Jerk’s face was filled with shock.

You laughed, oh this was too sweet, the things you could say to him right now.

“Oh my lord! Did daddy’s little princess just get her designer shirt dirty in order to save big dick’s life?” you joked, “Why on Earth would I do that when I can just get my butler to save-“

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled an apology which you obviously heard but you just wanted to saviour the moment.

“What? What was that? I didn’t quite catch that.”

“I’m sorry!” He said louder, his head moving upwards to catch his eyes with yours, “I was an idiot, I should have apologised there and then, I was stressed and I was stupid, and I took it out on you, so I’m sorry, really.”

The room was silent for a few seconds as you processed what he had just said.

“Okay,” you untied both of them before pointing your finger towards his face, “but if you ever talk to me that way again, or anyone else for that matter, I promise you I will cut of your big arrogant dick.”

“Deal,” he said smugly.

“Dean?” you asked quietly snuggling impossibly closer into his chest.

“Hmm,” he responded.

“When was the first time you knew that you liked me?”

There was a moment of silence as Dean thought.

“I think I always knew but I remember, you had been living in the bunker with me and Sammy for a month and a bit…”

You quickly turned the page of the book. It was 2am, you had been researching all night and day for where the rouge demons would strike next and you still had little to no idea.

Suddenly, the door to the room opened revealing Dean with a look of surprise on his face.

“What are you doing up Y/N?”

“I couldn’t sleep; I need to find where these demons are going to strike next.”

“Come on Y/N you need to sleep, or at least take a break, for me?”

You looked up into his green eyes.

“Fine, what do you suggest we do?”

“Want to get pizza?” he asked knowing that you could never say no to pizza.

“Yes, that is the best thing you have ever said to me Big D,” you jumped up from your chair slamming your research book closed.

“Again with that nickname, I said it one time when we first met, you’re never going to let me live that down are you?”

“Nope, now come on Big D, you owe me some pizza.” you joked

“Oohh! I remember that night we drove over 100 miles at 2am to find a pizza place which was open because you sir, was adamant that we had to have pizza,” you laughed poking his chest.

“Hey! I promised you pizza didn’t I, and you got pizza right?”

“Yes I definitely did.” You chuckled looking up into your boyfriend’s eyes and in that moment you realised how much you truly loved him as did he with you.

“Y/N,” nervousness seemed to lace his voice, “I- I love you”

“I love you too,” you replied, your eyes never leaving his as you leaned in to kiss him but this kiss seemed different to all of the others you had shared with him and anyone else in fact. This kiss was filled with passion and love. His arm snaked its was around your waist and your hand found its way into his hair and in that moment both you and Dean realised how much you both sincerely loved each other.

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chapter five: to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss

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hey everyone, how was your week!

posting wise, we’ve passed the halfway point of what i currently have written (i have through ch9 written at the moment). i’ll hopefully write most of the rest of the fic in august, just at the moment my productivity writing wise is down because i’ve been drawing a lot and listening to taz!


From: the Most Beautiful
To: fashion goddess
     just letting u kno that i hate my boyfriend

From: fashion goddess
To: the Most Beautiful
     Thats a lie and you know it
     Whats he making you do

From: the Most Beautiful
To: fashion goddess
     hes making us go out to dinner with his moms

From: fashion goddess
To: the Most Beautiful
     Oh THIS dinner

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