one night ever after

They’ve been together for ages and one night Bucky asks Steve to marry him and Steve breathes “yes” and smiles, although there’s a deep sadness in his eyes because they would never get wed. But at home where no one can judge them, they refer to each other as husbands and sometimes call each other ‘hubby’.

The sentence “til the end of the line” becomes really important for both of them over the years. And a day before Bucky has to go off to war, he whispers it in Steve’s ear and then reveals the delicate tattoo on his skin: a thin black line around his third finger, like a ring.

And Steve looks up to him and smirks “that’s not a line, that’s a circle. It doesn’t even have an end—” and then he goes wide-eyed and chokes out a broken “oh” and Bucky tells him to stop crying and the day after, Steve gets his own wedding ring.

anonymous asked:

Imperial!Jyn and undercover rebel!Cassian au

1) Jyn goes into security. She grew up not quite spoiled, but privileged; her father was high enough in the science command that she was respected but not so high that she was envied. As a child, she never noticed that her father never looked happy, going to work; that her mother held onto her necklace and whispered stories about the times before the Empire, of the Jedi and dissent. As she grows older, she notices, and it means she can’t help but see–see that there are people, outside of Corsucant, who don’t like the Empire. But that’s not a good thing to think, a safe thing, so she pushes it away, and signs up for security track at least partly as a rebellion. It’s good, though, she finds. She likes having something to fight. 

2) She notices him because he smiles at her. No one smiles at security; no one looks at them, really. She’s fine with that. She has her parents at home, and she’s always been a little apart from her peers, aware of the Empire in a way they aren’t. She doesn’t need anything more. But one day, one of the workers–some pencil pusher–smiles at her, and she, well. She notices. 

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S/O never had a boyfriend before


17 years without one and still going strong!


You blushed as Jin leaned in for a kiss and back away slightly. “What’s wrong? do you not like me back?” His face filled with worry over the possibility and you laughed nervously. 

“N-no. I just,I’ve never had a boyfriend or been kissed or anything.This is all kinda new to me” You looked down and blushed. 

Jin laughed and lifted your chin up to face him. “We’ll just take this slow then. I promise, I’ll be the best first boyfriend ever.” With that, he linked your hands together and kissed them softly. 

Originally posted by bwiseoks


Suga was the best first boyfriend you ever had. He was gentle, kind, and didn’t try to rush the relationship at all. Plus, he had just gotten the approval of both you dad and your brother.

You were cuddling on the couch when you looked up at him, studying his features. He noticed and tilted his head questionly. “What’s up?”

“Thank you.” he looked at you oddly, not understanding what you meant. “You’re just an amazingly wonderful first boyfriend. I thought you should know.” He smiled and kissed your forehead before returning his attention back to the movie. All seemed right in the world, and you both couldn’t help but smile.

Originally posted by mal7j


It was single’s night at the bar and you figured you might as well go. Maybe you’d finally find the one and live happily ever after. Sadly, as the night wore on, it seemed you were wrong.

“Hi there? Anyone sitting here?” some guys asks. You shake your head and let him sit.”I’m Hobi.” he said, giving you a smile.

“Nice to meet you.You here for single’s night?” He shakes his head yes and you begin talking. The night wears on and as you both leave, he gives you his number. “You should know that you’ll be my first boyfriend if this goes anywhere.”

Hobi just smiled and nodded his head. “You’ll be my first girlfriend.”

Originally posted by btsumari

Rap Monster

Rap Monster was greedy for you after he got home from a show. With the other boys out, he decided to make his move. He kiss you gently at first, but it quickly came heated. Soon, clothes were off and you were on the bed. 

Before anything could happen you took a deep breath. “Wait.” Rap Monster looks down at you with a confused look.

“You okay? Did I do something wrong?” he asked, searching your eyes for an answer.

“No. It’s just. Your my first boyfriend and this is my first time coming this far.I just don’t know if I’m ready.” you say, tears forming in your eyes. You felt bad for stopping so close, but Rap Monster just laughs. 

“Don’t worry. We’ll wait till you’re ready. I promise.” He hands you back your clothes and kisses you forehead before getting dressed again. “How about a movie?”

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl


When you told Jimin about not dating before, he straight up laughed. HE thought you were kidding. You HAD to be kidding. The look on your face told him otherwise.

“Well then, I’ll be the perfect prince. You need to know what a good boyfriend is like.” for a good boyfriend, he sure did set the bar high. Sweet kisses, cuddles, movies, making you laugh, he did everything right. 

“I’m glad I chose you as my first boyfriend jimin-ah.” you said one day watching a movie. Jimin just smiled and blushed as he covered his face. 

“I’m glad too.”

Originally posted by wellhell0therenicetomeetyou


V kept dropping hint that he wanted to take your relationship further. Sadly, you understood none of them. One night, he sighed and flopped onto the bed. “Whats wrong?”

“Do you not understand what I’ve been trying to do?” he asked, looking up at you. “I mean, I’ve tried every trick in the book. Didn’t your other boyfriends try this too?

“Tae, I’ve been single all my life. I’ve never had another boyfriend.” you explain, laughing at the look on his face. You lay down next to him and kiss his nose.”Now, tell me exactly what you’ve been trying to do.”

Originally posted by taehyungieluv


Jungkook was getting worried. You seemed so distant from what he thought y’all should be. He asked the other members for advise, and they all told him that he should talk to you, so he planned just that.

You came into the room and sat down on the couch next to him, frowning as he turned the movie off. “Do you actually like me? I mean, it just seems so awkward and distant between us. Is something wrong?”

You blush and hide your face.”I just haven’t had a boyfriend before. I’m not sure how this all works out.” Jungkook just laughs and takes your hand in his.

“Well, at least I know. Awkward together?”

“Akward together.”

Originally posted by bottomkookie


You Know Her Name In One Night 

Tangled: Before Ever After premieres on Disney Channel in March, and Rapunzel’s hair will consistently drag through grass all over the kingdom in Tangled: The Series shortly thereafter.

Friends without Benefits

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Characters: Kenny Omega x OC

Warnings: Sexual Content, NSFW.

Summary: I cant write anything too smutty related to Kenny, He seems to adorable to be rough or daddy so I always go with something a little more smutty sweet. OC and him are best friends, both have feelings for each other that they have never acted on. He catches her moaning his name in her sleep and he has to investigate.

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1 year ago today Avi picked me for Misbehavin and I’m still crying about it. I don’t know what my favorite part of this video is. Me screaming in Avi’s face, the fact that he doesn’t seem to mind that I’m screaming in his face or how he says “Oh this is going to be tough” and then literally walks right up to me without looking at anybody else

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Prompt: during the three year break up, was there ever a moment when Fenris thought Hawke might go for Anders?

The thought bothered Fenris more than he wanted to admit.

He told himself it wasn’t the idea of Hawke with someone else, but the idea of Hawke with that someone else.

After all, Fenris wanted Hawke to be happy. Part of his reason for leaving had been that desire. He couldn’t give Hawke what he wanted, and so it wasn’t fair to tie him down waiting for something that he might never be prepared to give.

It stung, the thought of Hawke with someone else. The thought of Hawke happy with someone else. There was a part of Fenris – a terrible part – that liked the fact the man seemed unable to get over him. At the same time, keeping his distance seemed the kindest thing Fenris had ever done in his life. A gift Hawke would never understand the true value of. He was better off without such a creature in his life.

Hawke would move on. Hawke would find love. Hawke would be happy.

Fenris could give him that, simply by staying away. It had to be enough.

Even still –

He knew how the abomination felt for Hawke. He knew the hungry way the healer’s eyes found Hawke in a room, the longing naked in their depths. He knew that he had left Hawke open, and hurting, confused and lonesome, and it was only a matter of time before someone swept in – someone who had wanted him since before Fenris had ever even met him.

“Not him,” he pled one night, after too many cups of wine. They’d been at the Hanged Man, and the abomination had stayed glued to Hawke’s side all night. The words spilled out the first second they were alone – while Hawke was walking the unusually inebriated elf home. “Please, not him.”


His vision was blurred, his words running together. The stars in the sky above glittered down, cold and merciless. Fenris swayed, and Hawke caught him, and his arms felt so good – so good

“Whoever you love,” he said, “Don’t choose him. Don’t – don’t make me watch.”

Hawke shook his head. He looked concerned and confused, and his arms felt good. “Him, who?” he asked. “Fenris, you know you’re the only one I – “

Fenris didn’t let him finish the sentence. He couldn’t bear to hear Hawke say he loved him. Not tonight.

“Promise me!” he said, his fists in Hawke’s shirt.

Hawke, uncomprehending, said, “I promise.”

Posting late because this one is a bit longer than the others, but here it is, the fifteenth and final part of the 1 Night (+9 Months) series! I’m really sad to see this wrap up, even though it was time, and I’m still astounded that the little one shot I wrote thinking no one would be interested in became so popular and loved by so many people! Thank you so much to everyone who has liked, reblogged, commented, given kudos, subscribed, everything, you all are so fantastic and I love you all! 

Now, one last thing - THIS IS NOT THE END, though the main series is coming to an end, I am not done with this universe! I love it far too much for this to be the last time I write about it! That’s all I’m saying for now, but keep an eye out for further information soon!



Nearly finished with the process of preparing for her second attempt at a first date with Fitz, all of Jemma’s focus was now on hoping fiercely that everything would go to plan this time. After everything that they’d been through, didn’t she and Fitz deserve a break, to have one thing go right?

She really, truly hoped so.

Just as she was smoothing the skirt of her dress and double-checking her lipstick in the mirror above the vanity in her childhood bedroom, there was a sharp rap against the door. Excitement zipping through her, she took one last look in the mirror, nodded decisively, then went to open the door and let in…

Charlotte, toting Evelyn on her hip, entered the room as Jemma absently stepped back to allow her inside. She paused just barely inside the room, though, arching an eyebrow at her sister and whistling teasingly. “It’s a good thing Dad’s stuck on bed rest just now, because he’d probably lock you in your room if he saw you wearing that dress.”

Even as she rolled her eyes, Jemma couldn’t help but shoot a worried look in the direction of her mirror. “Is it too much for a first date?” she asked Charlotte anxiously. “Am I giving the wrong impression? Because I’d had a different dress on last time, but Fitz already saw it and –”

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Pukwudgie headcannons

- they are over the top drama queens about everything but mostly their home remedies
- everything might as well be a drug transaction
- “hey, pshh, hey you, you want some drugs?” “are you talking about those pills that get rid of my cat’s allergy” “man you really know how to kill the mood”
- “i got the stuff” “just give me my damn ibuprofen”
- feeling ill??? drink tea, lots of tea, with honey,
- “do you want a jar of honey?” “why???” “fucking flu season, it’ll kill you if you don’t get your shit together”
- they have an endless supply of everything
- pocketfulls of homemade cough drops
- current theory is that the real pukwudgies act as suppliers for anything the pukwudgie students need
- “why don’t you just buy the stuff instead?” “not everyone has there ass full of money kevin, plus i profit off of this”
- they are sharks, if you borrow money or owe them anything they will hunt you down
- a thunderbird went missing
- they were found and still in one piece but still
- the older pukwudgies will fucking murder anyone who makes their younger housemates cry
- they know alot about poison, stuff that’s not even allowed at ilvermorny
- the wampus house has a betting pool and if there’s trouble getting money they call a pukwudgie
- they are all about ‘good vibes’
- “you’re really killing my vibes”
- except the ones who aren’t who respond with “are you fucking high or something, what are you gonna do next??? start throwing peace signs around”
- they do, ironically of course (it’s not ironic, at least not any more)
- contests on who can drink the most coffee, no one ever really sleeps after that
- late night conversations that are so random
- “once a penguin bit my finger” “ what the hell???”
- “who thought chocolate and peanut butter was a good idea??? bc man were they right"
- “how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?” “378” “what the fuck?”
- “im really gay” “that’s nice, me too except im really bi”
- they always end up laughing so hard that their sides hurt
- pukwudgies who tell you to get your shit together and don’t sugarcoat anything
- “my boyfriend wants to go out but im not feeling it” “then dont”
- “there’s just so much going on” “then take a break”
- putting their foot down and telling you to take care of yourself first, that it’s okay not to hang out with friends and it’s okay wanting to be alone
- they give the best advice but that’s only bc the real pukwudgies have a soft spot for daytime tv and the student pukwudgies end up hearing about all the morals of the story
- some pukwudgies are not really into the whole home remedy thing and instead get hella cool archery lessons from real pukwudgies and watch over their younger housemates
- profits from selling home remedies are split evenly throughout the house (there’s a lot of money to go around), or used to buy things for the common room like a tv so when real pukwudgies visit they can can watch all the tv they want
- the pukwudgies are really fond of the other pukwudgies, both sides deny this but it’s the truth

anonymous asked:

protective/jealous Jungkook, a highschool au would be even better and smut would be 100% loved, thank you <3

Hi! Here you go, it was surprisingly difficult to find stories that have all of the above criteria (college!AU seems to be a lot more common). Ahh I’m sorry if some of the stories here don’t include smut or protective/jealous jungkook but I hope you’ll still like them!

Title: Baby Boom
Author: heyhosam
Rating: Teen
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Mpreg
Summary: The doctor didn’t stop putting pressure on his tummy, turning her head to see Jimin’s wide eyes fixed on the screen at his side that showed a little curled up form that was supposed to be his baby. He swallowed harshly, the lump on his throat barely allowing him do much as breath. Jimin was so fucked.
Warning: Mentions of abortion

Title: Chocolate Milk
Author: dyegu
Rating: Teen
Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst
Summary: The one time Jungkook yelled at Jimin and the four times Jungkook tried to win him back with chocolate milk.

Title: Ethereal
Author: BangtanLoyalty
Rating: Teen
Genre: Fluff
Summary: In which Park Jimin is a work of beauty. (or in which Jungkook thinks Min Yoongi should back off what’s obviously Jungkook’s and Taehyung should stop acting like he just knows everything. Jungkook isn’t jealous. Nope, he isn’t.)

Title: Expiration Date
Author: ERRwriting
Rating: Mature
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Summary: Have you ever heard of that one love story about the lovers that are brought back to life repeatedly because of their love for each other? You know, “the love that outlasted time”. Two people that love each other so much, they just can’t live without them. It’s the same thing with Jungkook and Jimin - except there’s one small difference. They don’t love each other. They hate each other. Jungkook and Jimin are over 400 years old and every single time they die, they’re reborn without any knowledge of their past lives. That is, until they see each other again for the first time in their current one. Once they make eye contact, they’re reminded of everything they’ve seen, done, said - but most of all, they’re reminded of how much they hate each other. After that, they have three months to live before they lose everything and are thrown into another cycle.

Title: Let’s Not Fall In Love
Author: jungkoojk
Rating: Explicit
Genre: Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Smut
Summary: In which Jungkook is the popular kid, Jimin is shy, and a game of spin the bottle at a party brings them way closer together than they ever wanted to be.

Title: Risk Management
Author: atechamcham
Rating: Not Rated
Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst
Summary: jimin really needs to pass economics this year and being partners with his long-time crush jeongguk for the class’ most important project isn’t going to do anything but guarantee him a big fat F. so when jeongguk asks to be his partner, jimin says no.

Title: Shall Ever Be
Author: flitter
Rating: Teen
Genre: Pining, Romance, Fluff
Summary: After summer break, Jungkook comes back from a trip with gorgeously tanned skin, more than enough muscle, and a newfound, smug confidence. The first two things, Jimin can handle in his childhood best friend. The last thing might very well change their entire friendship.

Title: Slut Like You
Author: Bandit4Life
Rating: Mature
Genre: Pining, Romance, Fluff
Summary: Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook - polar opposites. Getting together through the most natural thing possible - sex. Mind blowing sex. Jungkook is the Bad Boy and Jimin is the cutest senior ever. After a one night stand Jungkook finds out how sinful Jimin can be and wants more but the other can be a little stubborn. Because just sex isn’t what he wants from the younger.

Title: Wait
Author: YannaB
Rating: Mature
Genre: Fluff, Angst, Romance, Humor, Smut
Summary: Jungkook blames Jimin. He blames him for making him feel this weird yet nice warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. He blames him for making him feel jealous whenever Jimin didn’t talk to him for days on end or when he didn’t hang out with him after school at their local corner store. Jungkook blames Jimin. He blames him for making his heart race when Jimin holds his hand or ruffles his hair. He blames him for having dreams where himself and his best friend do very explicit things. He blames him for getting more hurt when Jimin says things he doesn’t like compared to his mother. He blames him for making him feel this way. Jungkook blames Jimin.

Title: Your Face
Author: mixersmove
Rating: Mature
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut
Summary: Blindfolds are supposed to cover things up, but in this story they help uncover the truth.


Title: Light a Fire in Me, Baby
Author: mintsugakookies
Rating: Mature
Genre: Fluff, Smut, Slight Angst
Summary: Basically, Jimin has had enough of seeing Jungkook in another man’s arms and his jealously gets the best of him.

Vampire Rick (NSFW)

    With a searing sweetness to it, the feeling of Rick’s sharp fangs scraping your neck made you shiver. His hand was clasped on your neck, the thumb reaching over to trace your parted lips. But as Rick always did, his fangs would only brush the skin, leaving a faint, irritated, red line - but never actually breaking skin. And then, his hot breath trailing up from your collarbone to jaw - he would finally ravage your lips, leaving them raw, swollen, and red.

    You were once just an assistant at his laboratory - always smart, always sharp, always willing to call Rick out on his shit. You two could have some of the most competitive battles of wit - each exchanging a comment snarkier, and smarter, than the last - but these battles ended being some of the most exhilarating things Rick had ever enjoyed - well, before you two ended up having your fling. But before that point, the two of you were quite open about the fact that you loathed each other. Anytime your name was brought up in a sentence, he made sure to say it with absolute distaste. And when you saw each other, you would never say pleasant greetings, like normal folk, but instead say things like “Morning, dipwad” or “Hey, asshat”. You had even punched him once, so hard that his fang went crooked, after he had lowered your salary - as a cruel joke. When he was down his knees, covering his swollen lip, he was also hiding his devious smile, which formed after he realized just how potently beautiful you were when absolutely pissed.

    When Rick found himself needing a “blood donor”, due to his previous one contracting HIV after a night in Atlantica, the last person he ever thought of to ask was you. You had made it very clear, in the past, that the only piece of your skin Rick’s tooth would ever touch was that of your fist - while it imploded into his mouth. But when you had found him, belly down and shivering with cold sweats on the office floor, you immediately held out your wrist. Begging him, with tears in your eyes, to stop trying being a hero and just take a sip, he finally suck his teeth in - wincing at your inhale due to the pain. Your taste was the absolute sweetest, and it lingered for days.

    That was how your role as Rick’s blood donor began. In the beginning, he would only require you to hold out your wrist once every week, he would sip, and it would be over. But, as time went on, Rick, one day, toar his teeth away from your hand and, with a disgusted tone, complained about how he could taste your excessive drinking of Saturday. After that, Rick began to control your diet - ensuring that you ate lots of iron-rich foods and making sure you didn’t drink too much. And, after he started complaining that he the perfume you would place on your wrist was far too bitter, he took to chomping into your neck.

    You knew, early on, that most of this was a ruse - as your placed perfume on your neck as well. But, when Rick would bite into that area, you could feel him sharply inhale the smell of your hair, and the warmth of his body, standing behind you, was just an intoxicating comfort. When he would drink too much, causing you to become faint, his arms, strong and sturdy, would wrap around your waist - keeping you from hitting the floor. Sometimes, you would arch your head back, letting it rest on his shoulder as his hands ran down your hips. You could hear his sharp inhale, clearly down out of arousal, when you let out a small moan from your parted lips. And then, as if none of that had even occurred, you walked away, slipping on your coat, and leaving the laboratory.

    As you were placing your keys into your car, the cold night nipping away at your now blood drained face, you felt a hand violently at your shoulder, flip you around, and press you into your car. For a brief moment, the gut knotting fear that some creep was going to violate filled your throat. But when the stranger’s lips hungrily crashed into yours, you were instantly comforted by the sharp feeling of fangs scraping your bottom lip. Rick’s hands, ones that once smoothly ran down your hips, now pinned your wrists - still scarred with bite marks - against the car door. He pressed his chest into yours, as if trying to mold your two bodies together, and left searing kisses down your throat - making sure to tease the tender area that he had just bitten into.

    Your hands, somehow managing to escape their capture, began to rub at the slight bulge beneath his dark pants. It didn’t matter that you were standing in a dimly lit parking lot - in winter, no less - you needed him now. The thought of having to sit idly in a car and walk up a flight of stairs before completely ravaging the other was so tortuous that you didn’t even consider it. Due to your urging, Rick briefly parted from your now throbbing, tender lips, not breaking his stare through half-lidded, lusting eyes, as he toar of his belt and unzipped his pants. While one hand pulled out his pulsating member, the other wrapped around your ass, lifting you up against the car. Gladly, you wrapped your legs around his waist - grateful that you had worn a dress to work today - and was now wedged between him and your car.

    Rick, with his chest so tightly pressed against yours, could feel your heart racing against his rib cage - only proving that you wanted him as much as he wanted you. He felt a barrier between your searing core, and, impatiently, ripped off your panties - not wanting to waste another second. He mercilessly punished you with long, hard thrusts, that jolted you more and more into a state of euphoria until you found yourself squealing out a slew of cuss words. His hands wildly roamed your figure, so agitated that they couldn’t even rest on a single spot. He was far too desperate to touch all of you to even consider not going over every inch of your flesh. Such frantic touching didn’t cease until Rick, as well, was letting out hot, breathy, rough moans in your ear. Both of your hearts were racing now, and the pleasure of it all was blindingly hot - to the point that you couldn’t even really open your eyes.

    That’s when everything slowed. Rick backed away slightly, so as to allow your feet to touch the ground again, but pressed right back into you as soon as you were steady. This time, the kisses were far more tender, sweet, even romantic - rather than feverish and torrid. He peppered you with long, soft kisses across the bridge of your nose - treating you as if you were a delicate flower. With hunched shoulders, his hands cupped your face, giving you a few steady, languid kisses - and his need for you just radiated off of him. And to think this was the same man who had ravaged you so violently!

    For Rick, his heart was a sopping, wet rag right now. His throat was clenching, barely able to even form words when he huskily murmured “You’re so-so beautiful. God, thank you. Thank you. You’re so beautiful. W-why are you so perfect?”. The night, with all it’s licentious, and even tender, escapades ended with your foreheads pressed together, staring into each other’s loving eyes - not sure what was going to happen, and, frankly, not caring. As long as you were together, that’s all that mattered.


the story of a bunny and his banner

once upon a time, a bunny received a shiny banner with his name on it. he was so pleased that he jumped around and showed it off to his friends; when he danced, he still clutched it tightly… he even wore it on his shirt.

it is said that he loved the banner so much that he couldn’t let it go, not even on the way home.

and he lived happily ever after.

a modern day tangled plot where muse a is the local bad boy — who has quite possibly one of the worst reputations to ever exist, and is known for his thievery, and also for his incredible ability to spend almost every single night of his life at the local police station for one wrongdoing or another — and muse b is the sheltered daughter of an extremely overprotective mother, who literally allows her to do nothing, or go anywhere by herself. muse b constantly dreams of getting to do all the things that other teenagers are doing, such as drinking and going to parties and falling in love, but she’s far too scared of her mother to ever do anything even slightly rebellious. however one night, after a house burglary that goes wrong, muse a is on the run and stumbles upon muse b’s house, which appears empty at a first glance. it isn’t though, and muse b is actually home alone, while her mother is out somewhere. muse b is instantly in awe of muse a, especially after he’s forced to explain just why he’s ended up in her house (( because of the failed burglary )) and she attempts to befriend him, though muse a wants nothing to do with her, and is planning to make a quick escape — right up until muse b turns out to not be as fragile and innocent as she originally appeared, and threatens to hand muse a into the police unless he takes her away from her usual life of order and rules, and shows her a wild night she won’t forget.

gcftokyo  asked:

Hey there, have any recs for bad boy jungkook?

Hello! Why of course, here you go!

Title: 100% Success Rate
Author: bonnia
Rating: Teen
Length: 1–5k words
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Summary: Legend has it, that whenever Kim Taehyung unleashes the ;) face, things do not bode well for Jeon Jungkook. But legend also has it, that Jeon Jungkook has a penchant for making terrible decisions.

Title: Crushes, Badboys, and Frienemies?
Author: jiminniexmochi
Rating: Teen
Length: 25–50k words
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fluff, Angst, Smut
Summary: Jimin’s got a not-so-secretive crush. Taehyung’s the definition of worst bff ever. Jungkook’s a Badboy with a capital B.

Title: Doubt Thou the Stars are Fire
Author: iwillalwaysbelieve
Rating: Teen
Length: 5–10k words
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Jeon Jeongguk’s got a Reputation™. Park Jimin learns how to not give a shit about it.

Title: Never Judge a Book by its Cover
Author: whenIseeUsmile
Rating: Mature
Length: 25–50k words
Genre: Mutual Pining, Fluff, Smut
Summary: Thanks to Jungkook’s idiot best friend, he drowned the books he borrowed from the library. Now, he has to work there to work off his debt. He doesn’t really like the job but that one boy that always has his nose buried in his books makes his days much better. Or in which Jungkook meets bookworm Jimin and falls harder than he thought he would.

Title: Slut Like You
Author: Bandit4Life
Rating: Mature
Length: 5–10k words
Genre: Smut, Humor
Summary: Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook - polar opposites. Getting together through the most natural thing possible - sex. Mind blowing sex. Jungkook is the Bad Boy and Jimin is the cutest senior ever. After a one night stand Jungkook finds out how sinful Jimin can be and wants more but the other can be a little stubborn. Because just sex isn’t what he wants from the younger.

Title: Surviving Jeon Jungkook
Author: weliveandbreathwords
Rating: Teen
Length: 20–25k words
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Or, the time that Jimin had to sit next to the notorious Jeon Jungkook and had to do all he could to come out alive.

Mark Tuan//Morning After

Prompt: After a one night stand, you’re surprised to find that the two of you actually get along pretty well, and realise that maybe you don’t want to go just yet…
Scenario: fluff, implied sex, comedy
Word Count: 1,095

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Grade School Love - Josh Pieters

Request: could you write an imagine where the boys try to hook Y/N up with either Josh or Jack and things get steamy??

Smut: No

Requests are OPEN!

A/N: I hope you like it :)


You never imagined it would happen. He wasn’t your type at all. He was ridiculously tall; you were ridiculously short. He had red hair; you usually went for brown. He was weird; you usually went for shy. But one night changed your whole perspective on the boy and you just couldn’t figure out why.

“This is so childish.” Jack said, laughing before taking a sip of his beer. “But I love it.”

You all had decided to stay in for the night and have a chill hangout. Most of the time, the boys wanted to go out and get pissed but you missed just hanging out with them. So you called up a couple of your girl friends and brought the guys over for drinks and games.

“I’m just letting you all know, I’m not kissing Josh. Who knows where that mouth has been.” Byron teased. 

Spin the bottle. Sure, it was a little immature but for some reason, everyone was totally down to play. The first person to spin was Kayla, who had a massive crush on Jack ever since they slept together one night after the bar. But for some reason, he was being cold with her. The thing with Kayla was that she tended to like attention more than she liked the person giving her the attention and Jack was fully aware of that. 

“Sorry Jack.” Mikey joked, leaning forward to peck Kayla quickly. You sat there watching Jack’s reaction but it remained the same. He was clearly unbothered by it. 

Next was your spin and there was not a single guy in the room that you wanted to kiss. You’ve known them for a while now, ever since you moved in across the hall from Jack and you’ve gotten to know them pretty well so as time went on, their attractiveness level only seem to decrease. The bottle stopped and you looked at Josh’s face that instantly went red. 

“We want a real kiss!” Caspar cheered, as if he was 11 years old…which was definitely his mental age.

You rolled your eyes and leaned forward, your lips connecting to Josh’s. The kiss was light but definitely heavier than a peck. He placed one hand on your cheek, holding you in place as he deepened the kiss. It would have been nice…it there wasn’t a room full of people watching you so you pulled away and sat back down but the blush on your face didn’t go unnoticed by Kayla, who gave you a teasing look.

Later that night, you were sitting on your balcony, looking at the busy streets of London when Oli joined you.

“I never thought I’d say this but you and Josh would be cute.” 

Not looking at him, you thought about it. Sure, he was weird, sometimes annoying, very outgoing, loud, childish and really messy but he also had a heart of gold. He would pick you up from work if it was raining, he’d bring you coffee if you were hanging out together, he’d check up on you to make sure you were doing alright. He was someone who cared a lot. And maybe, just maybe…that was enough for you.

anonymous asked:

hi :)) Can you find me a fic where Jimin is a perv , horny not innocent at all, its seems like they all portrait Jimin as a cute innocent fluffy Mochi, I need something different. Ps. YOU are the best ;)

Hello! Ahh thank you so much, but really though it’s you guys who are the absolute best ♡ And of course, here you go!

Title: The Devil Isn’t the Sinner
Author: dyegu
Rating: Teen
Length: 1–5k words
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Summary: It’s Bighit’s annual Halloween Party, and Jungkook is feeling extra whipped today.

Title: I am a Good Good Boy
Author: narrowrule
Rating: Explicit
Length: 15–20k words
Genre: Smut
Summary: The ideal couple. Jimin was short and soft in all the ways Jeongguk was tall and hard. The stuff of highly rated KBS dramas, Taehyung supposed. Until recently.
Note: Threesome; Part 1 of the “ggb” series, find the rest here

Title: I Hate Everybody (I Like You)
Author: kageyamas
Rating: Explicit
Length: 1–5k words
Genre: Smut
Summary: Jeongguk might have a soft spot for Jimin. Jimin might not be so angelic, after all.

Title: Lie
Author: dyegu
Rating: Mature
Length: 1–5k words
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Summary: All Jungkook knows about the cute bus-boy Jimin is a lie.

Title: Slut Like You
Author: Bandit4Life
Rating: Mature
Length: 5–10k words
Genre: Smut, Humor
Summary: Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook - polar opposites. Getting together through the most natural thing possible - sex. Mind blowing sex. Jungkook is the Bad Boy and Jimin is the cutest senior ever. After a one night stand Jungkook finds out how sinful Jimin can be and wants more but the other can be a little stubborn. Because just sex isn’t what he wants from the younger.

Aces Over Eights (Chanyeol Mafia!au Fic) Chapter 2 - The Collector

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Warnings: Violence

Ch. 1, Ch. 2, Ch. 3, Ch. 4, Ch. 5, Ch. 6

“Um…hello…” I said, not really sure if I should scream or run…maybe play dead.

“I have to say…you’re cuter than the picture of you that I was given,” he said.

“Um…thank you?” I said, “Wait…how did you get my picture?”

“It’s east to get things when you know where to look,” he stated.

“That’s great…” I said, “Why are you here?”

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