So, I really liked the concept of this and how beautifully written it is c: The storyline is rather quite unique (although I haven’t read a whole lot of soulmate!AUs, it does still come off as unique!)
So, I’m still not over how well this goes, with Jungkook as the Joker, and Jimin as Harley Quinn?? I’ve kinda been bugging Shanel over how much I liked it, but I needed her to know that I really liked it! cx
Reader x Jimin x Hoseok - Office!AU x Hosts!AU (Completed - 4 parts with a sequel which I also recommend)
Ah, this one had me binge reading for ages cx It also had me conflicted between Jimin and Hoseok, I couldn’t choose who I wanted (Y/N) to be with cx But it was honestly written really well, I enjoyed it ^.^ (warning: This one does have slight smut in it cx)
So, there’s actually one only part of this out so far, but that first part had me intrigued and genuinely wanting to read more ^_^ I really like the concept, and it’s written really well, even the action ^_^
Jimin x Reader (I am literal trash for this boy as you can see cx) - Mafia!AU (I’m not sure of the status of this one)
Looks like I found myself a new fanfic to binge read cx I really like how it’s written, I’ve only started reading this, but I’m already really liking it so I thought I should add it to this Fic Rec list ^_^
Taehyung x Reader - Harley Quinn!AU (Completed - 2 parts)
This was just amazing, I really admire how well she portrays the insanity of both Taehyung and the spiraling descent into madness of Y/N, I aspire to be able to write like this c:
I will definitely be adding to this in the near future, but for now, please do check these out and support the writers! I know as a writer myself how gratifying it feels when someone leaves feedback on a story, so please do go read these, I assure you they’re good! ^_^
BTS reaction when they develop a crush on you @ a variety show
Anonymous said: BTS reaction when they at an variety Show with an female Idol and Start to have a crush her!?
I swear the reaction requests in my inbox have been sitting there for so long, I’m sorry guys T^T
Here it is though! I hope you enjoy ^_^
Also!! I wrote this reaction in a slightly different way (I’ve changed the tense a little) let me know if it works well or if I should go back to the old way ^o^
(Y/G/N) = Your Group Name [just for clarification cx]
Rap Monster (Namjoon):
Being the leader of the group, Namjoon would be most engaged in the activities, answering many of the questions sent their way, and even translating questions from international fans for the other boys. However, he’d feel himself getting distracted by the sight of you sitting on the stool, your cue cards in hand, your legs swinging as a warm smile rested on your face, genuinely enjoying the company of the boys.
As you were also the leader of your own group, Namjoon would have seen you around before, be it at award shows or on broadcasts, admiring your outgoing personality and your natural beauty. So to see you sitting here in front of him, as the host of the variety show no doubt, he feels himself wanting to impress you. And so, he puts even more thought into his answers, occasionally looking down with a smile.
When you speak, he listens intently, his attention focused entirely on you, his lips stretching into a smile, dimples indented on his face as he feels a new feeling of attraction to you, your presence uplifting his mood immensely. Your smile warms his heart, as you both make eye contact, grinning at each other, to the amusement of the other boys, and even the other hosts.
Jin would gaze at you adoringly as you spoke, the others all laughing at your playful banter, his hands propping up his chin as he watched you. Not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable though, Jin eventually looks away, instead putting effort into everything he is asked to do, in an attempt to impress you.
Even when it comes to the dance segments, Jin is the first to jump up, giving it his all, a smile on his face the whole time. He glances over at you occasionally, curious about your reaction. When he sees you smiling, nodding in encouragement, his heart swells, and the other boys notice his clear change in mood, giggling and chuckling to themselves as they all watched Jin being completely enamoured by you.
Noticing Jin’s behaviour towards you, you couldn’t help but smile and giggle, feeling touched that he might think of you in that way. And so, your behaviour signals to him that you feel the same way, nodding encouragingly at him and grinning at him, your gaze often sliding over to look at him. The boys of BTS try to muffle their laughter, as they notice the two of you discretely flirting with each other, making sure to tease Jin about it afterwards.
Yoongi would be sat next to Hoseok, on the set of Star Show 360, listening and nodding away as the hosts asks questions, chuckling at the other boys’ antics. He casually joins in with the talk, cringing at Jin’s dad jokes, and sighing at everyone who actually laughs at Jin’s jokes.
“Do you actually find that funny?” He asks in disbelief, while Jin hits the table, laughing at his own jokes.
The show progresses, and a special guest is announced to help with the next segment. The boys perk up in curiosity, everyone looking towards the entrance waiting to see who this guest is.
You walk through, your hair bouncing as you grin at everyone there, the boys cheering politely. Yoongi continues to look at you with curiosity, recognising you as the rapper of (Y/G/N). He’s seen you perform before, your undeniable charisma and surprising skills catching his attention.
So, when he spots you walking in, an air of confidence surrounding you in the way you held yourself, he leans forward, all his attention now focused on you. As you lead the next segment of the show, he realises that, while you are confident, you’re still down to earth as a person, your laughter and jokes bringing a smile to his face, and even urging laughter from him.
“Yah, so you laugh at her jokes but not mine?” Jin exclaims in mock offence, shaking his head, and yet unable to stop his own laughter as Yoongi simply laughs, his lips curling up into a gummy smile. Yoongi looks up at you, your cheeks dusted with a light pink as you returned the gaze, a warm smile on your face.
Your idol group would be on Weekly Idol along with BTS for a special episode. The atmosphere is lively, the set alive with the sound of laughter, even the cameramen trying to muffle their own laughter at the hilarity that ensues. Hoseok notices you from the start, your outgoing and funny personality bringing a smile to everyone’s face.
Everyone quietens down while the hosts introduce the Random Play Dance segment of the show, starting with your group. You stretched your arms out, your face lighting up with determination, gesturing to your group to get up. Being the main dancer of your group, Random Play Dance would be your favourite segment of the show, a chance for you to both show your skills and also have some fun in the process.
The segment commences, the music echoing through the set, as the boys of BTS watch intently, Hoseok focusing especially on you. You laugh and shout out as you all frantically try to find your position, but once you get yourselves together, your group powers through the choreography, making only miniature mistakes here and there. Cheering spreads through the set, from BTS and from the hosts themselves. The music suddenly changes up though, and instead ‘Fire’ by BTS plays, to the shock of the boys and to your group. After a second of confusion, your lips curl up in a smile, and you begin pulling off the moves effortlessly and almost flawlessly, causing Hoseok to jump up from his seat, waving his arms in the air excitedly as he watches you with awe.
The music finally stops, and you wipe the sweat away from your forehead, a huge grin etched onto your face as you notice Hoseok staring at you adoringly, his heart fluttering as a new feeling settles in his chest.
BTS would be live on After School Club, sitting together on stools, laughing and casually answering questions. You would be one of the hosts, along with 15&’s Jimin and DAY6′s Jae, a grin resting on your face as you interview the boys and introduce the different segments of the show. You genuinely enjoy hosting at ASC, your playful banter with both the boys and the hosts filling the room with laughter.
Jimin would seem weirdly shy, constantly looking down at the floor with a smile, a rosy pink dusting his cheeks. When he thinks you wouldn’t notice, his eyes dart up to stare at you, butterflies frantic in his chest, as he realises he’s beginning to develop feelings for you. The sweetness of your smile, the way you seem like you truly enjoy their company, the way you tease the other hosts with a laugh. He doesn’t realise how long he’s been staring until the hosts are watching him curiously and expectantly, their eyebrows raised, a smirk dancing across their lips.
“Jimin?” You ask, waiting for an answer. “Okay, well, I guess we’ll move on.” You try not to laugh, your cheeks turning a light shade of pink under his gaze.
He looks down at the floor once again, slightly embarrassed at being caught. Jungkook sitting next to him nudges him, teasing him about you, a mischievous smirk on his face. Jimin only laughs, hitting him on the shoulder lightly. He looks up while Jae introduces the next segment, only to see you staring at him, your lips curled up in a pretty smile. You wink lightly at him, before turning to face the others, and once again, Jimin blushes, wondering if he had imagined the whole thing.
Taehyung would be oblivious to the fact that he has been staring at you for a lengthy amount of time, his mouth wide in a box smile, hands pressed to his face from how his heart swells at the sight of you. You’re sitting composed yet a mischievous twinkle dancing around your pupils, as you shuffle your cue cards, explaining the next segment of the show.
Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Taehyung’s adoring gaze, and you try to hold back your own smile, attempting to remain as professional as you can. You can’t help the small smile that twitches on your lips as the sight would be too adorable to behold.
Trying to hold back his own giggles, Jimin would lightly elbow him, in an attempt to stop him from staring so much.
“Tae,” Jimin whispers, trying to look natural while his giggles begin to escape, “You’re gonna creep her out with your staring.”
“Huh?” Taehyung snaps out of his trance, a dusty pink flushing his cheeks as he finally realises that he’s been staring so long, and that you likely noticed by now. He averts his eyes elsewhere, looking around the room, before his eyes come to rest on you again, and this time you’re the one staring, a grin on your face directed towards him. He feels his heart flutter, and returns the grin, making a note to approach you after the episode recording is done.
Jungkook would be a little restless as his group sat by yours, the distance a bit too close for his own comfort. While the rest of his group seem relaxed and engaged as always, Jungkook would struggle to sit still and composed, his eyes darting around as he tries to avert his attention away from you, sitting only a short distance away. He doesn’t know how to act around you, how to act normally, when you are igniting all sorts of feelings in him, when you are causing his heart to back flip in his own chest.
His eyes quickly slide over to glance at you, his heart once again jumping as he realises you’re looking over at him, giggling ever so slightly at his awkward composure. His eyes widen, and he looks away again, trying to focus on what the host is saying, hoping that the hosts won’t ask him a question in his flustered state.
“Jungkook,” the host says, smiling over at him. “What do you think?”
Jungkook looks up like a deer caught in headlights, his mouth opening to say something, and yet no words come out, as he realises he has no idea what the topic was.
Giggling, you lean over to discretely whisper to him, telling him what the topic was, and what they are trying to ask him. Jungkook sighs in relief, finally engaging in the conversation and answering the question as best as he can, the attention finally diverting away from him.
He smiles at you in gratitude, trying to ignore the butterflies in his chest, and you simply wink at him, grinning as you turn back to face the others, leaving Jungkook sighing in slight relief.
A/N: This is just a basic list of what I think the members of BTS would have as kinks. If anyone would like a more in-depth explanation of any of the members kinks, please feel free to let me know and I’ll make a separate post for that member going into detail. (I’ll most likely do it for myself anyways, but the motivation is always nice)! -Admin Germane :3
a/n: this was terrible, i apologise omg but here it was based off this anon’s request.
How you managed to get noticed by Kim Taehyung was completely beyond you. He was everything anyone could ever want. He was intelligent, funny and he had the looks that would alway make you question your sanity despite the amount of times you saw him.
He was always the talk of your school, at least once every week. Every girl would gush about him in the hallways, while the other males would try their best for him to join them. He was popular in the sense that people just wanted a slice of him. Nobody could miss the chance of becoming friends with someone like Taehyung.
Yet while everyone’s attention was on him. The only person he’d wish would notice him, was you.
It took an entire week for Taehyung to approach you, and another two weeks to ask you for a ‘mini-date’. At least, that’s what he liked to consider it. All it was to you was a movie night at his place with a couple of his friends. You had no idea why he’d invite you, since you only considered him as an acquaintance, but you agreed nonetheless (because. movies. ofc)
So you exchanged numbers and he gave you his address before the two of you parted ways for the evening. Little did you know, Taehyung had told you a lie and his friends weren’t actually coming over.
So when you arrived at the address he’d given you, you were surprised to see the driveway empty and no shoes scattered around the door. You walked in to find him standing in front of you with an apologetic look on his face. The truth spilled out of his lips, followed by multiple apologies, but you only laugh in reply and forgive him, because you’re glad that it’s just the two of you.
The night begins with the two of you ordering some nice pizza and beer, while watching some movies that you both loved in your youth years. Then after that… That’s when the fun started.
The moment his hand rested on your thigh should’ve been the moment you realised what his motive was. But at your drunken state, you were completely oblivious as you continued downing the bitter liquid.
Next was the way he rested his chin on your shoulder, letting out deep breath so the warm air that left his lips hit the skin on your neck. At this point you realised what he wanted, his actions that followed proved it. The lip bites and sultry looks from his hooded eyes made your stomach do multiple flips from excitement.
Once he’d gotten your attention- and you made no action to stop him- he leaned his head forward and trailed a line of butterfly kisses up your neck, releasing a bolt of electricity to run through your entire body.
“Taehyung.. What’re you doing?”
The breathless words and your relaxed expression showed that you knew what he was doing and that you didn’t want him to stop.
“I think you know, babe. Just stay quiet and let me take good care of you.” He whispers into your ear, latching your lobe in between his teeth before pulling it back slightly and releasing it.
You grin slightly to yourself as you open your and eyes and turn your head to face him, but he’s already one step ahead of you and crashes his lips onto yours. Your lips move against each other in a rhythmic pace and the way his lips mold perfectly with yours, makes you melt into the kiss.
“I realise how fast I’m going, just tell me when you want me to stop.” He whispers against your lips, your foreheads leaning against each other.
“You can’t say you want to stop now, Taehyung. Not when I’m already so wet for you.” You reply, your lips reaching for his to stop him from replying.
You feel his hand grab the bottle from your hand before placing his and yours on the table before the same hand reaches over to your hips. The position is nothing but awkward, so he lifts you up and places you on his lap before his hand cups your clit through the tight black leggings you were wearing and you make the move of grinding down on his hand.
Your juices had seeped through your panties and a small patch was growing around your crotch on your leggings. Taehyung’s hand didn’t stop it from growing as he pressed on your clit harder, making the friction more satisfying.
“You’re right, babe. You’re so wet for me, I can’t wait till I’m balls deep inside of you.” He growled as he pulled apart from the kiss to watch as your face contorted in pleasure at the feeling of his hand palming you.
“Tae- Taehyung, please.”
“What do you want, babe. Tell me what you want.” He asks as he moves his hands to your hips, pressing you down onto his hardened erection. You let out a series of soft moans at the feeling as you slowly roll your hips against him.
“I want… your cock inside of me. Please Tae-” You let out a small squeal as he flips your positions so that you were lying on the couch while he hovered above you, “If that’s what you want.” He whispered, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of your leggings and pulling them down your legs.
His eyes wandered up your legs, the sight of your smooth skin making his breath grow heavier with anticipation as he hurriedly stripped you out of your clothes, hoping to expose more of your glowing skin to him. “You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled under his breath as his hands travelled up the side of your legs, the curve on your stomach and eventually stopping on your chest.
He kneaded your breasts in your large hands as you watched in amusement the way his face fell from the lustful expression to a look of admiration. Absentmindedly, you lifted your arms to entangle your fingers between the strands of his hair. You pull his head down while you lean your chin up to meet his lips halfway. You moan gently against his lips as he applies more pressure to each squeeze on your breasts.
You release his hair, letting your hands travel down the front of his body before stopping at the bottom hem of his shirt. The light tugs on the fabric indicated that you wanted to remove the material from Taehyung’s body. He caught on quickly and pulled apart from the kiss to sit up and lift the shirt up his body and over his head before dropping it beside the couch, forgotten like the rest of your clothes.
He leaned back down on top of you and you immediately leaned forward to place small kisses along his collarbones, sucking and nipping lightly on his skin as his grunts and moans fuelled you.
“Your lips do some amazing things, babe. But let’s see what they look like around my cock.”
He sat up from his position and shimmied out of his sweats before moving in front of you. You propped yourself on your knees in front of him and placed a light kiss on his boxers, smirking to yourself once you hear a hiss escape his lips, “Y/N, please. Don’t tease.”
“What’s the fun in that?” You ask with a look of innocence on your face and before you could do anything else, he pulls his boxers down- letting his pulsing erection spring free- and gripping your neck and pulling you closer so the tip of his cock was touching your closed lips.
“Open up for daddy.” He growls and you happily oblige, opening your mouth before he pushed his length into your mouth. You responded immediately by wrapping your lips around him and swirling your tongue around his shaft while you bobbed your head in a rhythmic beat.
You hummed in approval as he let out a guttural moan while he rolled his hips into your face. “You’ve got no idea how pretty you look, babe. On your knees for me with you pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock.” He huffed out, while gripping the back of your head in his hands to push himself deeper into you.
You naturally gagged around him once you felt the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat, with tears pricking your eyes, you pulled back slightly to take a breather before leaning in once again but he stops you before you’re able to enclose your mouth around him.
“I can’t wait anymore, just let me fuck you.” He says, leaning down to place a rough kiss on your lips before running upstairs and coming seconds later with a foil packet in his hand.
He stops in front of you and hands you the object, “Can you? It just turns me on even more when I’m not the one rolling it on.” He says with a sheepish smile on his lips.
You rip the foil off and place the condom on his tip before rolling it down his member. You feel him jump slightly in surprise at the feeling of your hands being wrapped around his length. You smirked to yourself as you squeezed your hands tighter around him before he quickly grabs your wrists and pins you against the couch, moving one of his legs over you so that he was straddling you.
“I told you not to tease me, babe. I need to give you what you deserve now.” He growls, leaning down to nuzzle his face into your before his teeth began biting and sucking onto your skin, leaving dark purple spots to appear.
“Tell me, Y/N. How do you like it? Tell me and I’ll give it to you.”
“Rough.” You barely managed to whisper as his lips continued their assault on your neck, “Give it to me rough, please.”
“As you wish, princess.” He says, sitting up and using his hands to push your legs apart. He takes one good look at your core dripping for him before aligning himself against and forcing himself in.
A few heartbeats later, he allows you to adjust before withdrawing his back and thrusting into you as hard as he can, “F-fuck Taehyung, right there.” You breath out, as he pounds into you.
“Yeah? Right here? Do you like it when I’m pounding into you like this, babe? Do you like it when I’m balls deep inside of you?” He asked as he lifted your hips up to his hips and grabbing one of your legs and throwing it over his shoulder as he continued thrusting into you.
“Yes, right there Tae. Oh god.” You cried out while arching your back off the cushion. You feel your walls naturally begin to clench around his length and the knot in your stomach begin to grow.
“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight, are you ready to cum? Cum for me like the good girl you are.” He encouraged, bringing his hand down to your sensitive bud and using his thumb to press against it.
You felt your hips jerk against his hand as he continued rubbing at your clot whil thrusting his hips deeper into you before you felt the knot in your stomach untangle while your climax washed over you. You let out a cry of pleasure as your hips instinctively flew up to meet with Taehyung’s powerful thrusts to help ride out your high until his orgasm washed over him and filled up the condom he had on.
He rolled his hims a few more times to ride out both of your climaxes before he pulled himself out and got up to discard the condom. You took a few seconds to rest before reaching over the couch to grab your shirt.
Once you felt the familiar fabric in your hands, you picked it up and slipped it over your head until it covered your entire body before resting against the soft cushions to regrain you ragged breathing. Taehyung came back seconds later to pick his sweats off the ground before pulling it up his legs and joining you on the couch.
But before he climbed on, he noticed the white shirt you were wearing was his and despite already having had his release seconds earlier, he felt a feeling stir in the pit of his stomach while a shiver of excitement ran through his member.
Ignoring the feeling, he crawled beside you and cradled you in his arms, “You look awfully sexy in my shirt, do you mind keeping it just for me, babe?” He whispered into your ear and watched in amusement as your eyes snapped open while you looked at him in embarrassment, muttering quick apologies under your breath as you reach down to grab the other white shirt from the ground, but he’s quick to stop you.
“I think you should keep my shirt on, you wouldn’t want me seeing you naked again, believe me.”
i honestly don’t know how i feel about this, i’ll open my request box again soon so if you want to request something, read the rules first.
• all the Marauders, you and Lily would get in a car to drive there
• except Peter, he’d probably be off to voldy somewhere
• James would probably be the one driving and Lily would be standing in the passenger seat, you, Remus and Sirius in the back
• much to your amusement, he’d sit in the middle because you really wanted to sit by the window
• on the way there, you’d open the window and let the wind hit your face
• Remus would stare at you, admiring the way the wind is going through your hair and your eyes close at the impact, he’d just think how beautiful you are
• you’d turn your head, wanting to ask how much until you get there and catch him staring
• he’d blush madly and mumble something like ‘in ten minutes’
• when you finally get there, James and Sirius throw their clothes off and jump in the water, along with Lily
• you wouldn’t feel like getting in the water, so you sit down on the sand, watching your friends have fun in the water
• Remus wouldn’t say anything and sit next to you, staring amazed at the ocean
• you wouldn’t notice this, but while you were deep in thought looking at the waves hitting the shore, he’d be staring at you again, thinking how beautiful you looked in contrast with the blue ocean and golden sand
• after a while, though, you’d get curious as why he isn’t going into the water
• “Remus? Why aren’t you going in the water?”
• “I don’t wanna leave you here alone,” he’d say, smiling warmly at you, wind blowing in his sandy brown hair
• you’d frown, but a ghost of a smile would still play on your lips
“I’m fine, Remus, really. Go and have fun, I don’t mind being left alone,” you say, smiling at him
• “Are you sure? I don’t mind sitting here.”
• “Yes, Remus, now go.” You’d laugh, nudging him in the shoulder
• he’d put his pants down, remaining in his trunks, but would hesitate with his shirt and give up taking it off after a few minutes
• “Shirt?” you’d ask, eyeing him carefully.
“Aren’t you taking your shirt off? You won’t be having anything dry when you get out and you’ll be cold.” You frown, looking at his body.
• his cheeks would turn pink and he’d stutter out a ‘yeah’, before awkwardly and very slowly trying to take his shirt off
• and then you’d realise why he wasn’t taking his shirt off, a wave of empathy rushing over you
• “Remus, look at me,” you’d say, grabbing his hand and dragging him down to sit at the same level as you. “You’re beautiful. Don’t be ashamed of your body, of your scars; they’re beautiful.”
• he’d simply stare at you, swallowing thickly. he’d feel bad of feeling ashamed of his own body, but he couldn’t help it. not every person had huge scars on their stomach
• “Can I?” you put your fingers at the hem of his shirt. he’d nod, watching you
• you lifted his shirt slowly, taking it off as he put his arms up to help you
•“See? Beautiful.” You smile, staring at his beautiful toned torso. “It’s no problem if you don’t love your scars, there’s plenty of time for you to learn how to, but I do. I love them, I hope that means something to you.”
• He’d look at you in the eyes, amazed that you’d love something so ugly. “It does,” he mumbles, breaking eye contact and looking at the ground.
• “Now go, have fun.” You push him gently and he goes towards the ocean, entering and going to James, Sirius and Lily
• you’d look at him as he throws his head back when he laughs
• or after he goes underwater his hair is all over his face and he looked damn hot
• you’d just be whipped after him
• when they get back, Remus walks towards you with the biggest grin
• “Y/N, can I have a hug?” He’d open his arms wide
• you’d want to say yes, but think again. “No way, you’re wet!”
• “Oh, come on, love, just one hug.” He’d pout.
• then you start running and he starts running after you
• “Remus, I’m serious, I don’t wanna get wet!” you yell, still running and smiling at the same time
• he’d stop running
• “Thank Merlin, becauseー” He’d interrupt you by wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you up.
• “Remus!” You’d try to escape, but you were already starting to get wet, and there was no point denying that you were enjoying his hug more than anything
• he’d put the joke aside, now realising he was really hugging you
• it wasn’t like any other friendly, rushed hug, it was different
• as he put you down, he apologised and cast a spell to dry your clothes
• when you were walking back to the car, he’d put an arm around your shoulders
“Did you have fun? I didn’t ask you, why didn’t you go in the water?
• “I just didn’t feel like it and yes, I had a lot of fun. You kept me good company.”
• you’d wink at him and he’d blush, again
“Are you tired?” he’d ask.
• “A bit, yeah.”
• “You could sleep on me when we get to the car, if you want to,” he says, looking at you.
• you just smiled
• when you got to the car, you instantly leaned your head on his shoulder and fell asleep
• and he smiled because he was just so in love with you
When you were invited to visit the Avenger set you didn’t need to even think about it. Just as they asked you yelled out YES. People on the other side of the phone laughed at how excited you were. The day arrived very fast and your excitement was big. You wanted to meet everyone but you really wanted to meet Robert Downey Jr.. He was like your hero, you’ve always wanted to film a movie with him or at least meat the man and now was your chance. You just hoped you wouldn’t make a fool out of yourself.
The set was big and full of people. In the distance you saw people you knew like :Chris Evans, Tom Holland, Sebastian Stan and Chadwick Boseman.
“Why don’t we meet the cast?” said one of the movie producers who had invited you to visit. As you made way to the guys you saw them stand up. Tom cleaned his already clean pants. Sebastian was fixing his hair, Chadwick stood tall and smiled, Evans looked good as always so he didn’t feel the need to do anything that was until you were just few steps away, then he took a look in the mirror.
“Hey” you said to all of them. There was a moment of silence but then they all started to talk but all at the same time. You could see they were nerves.
“Guys, hey. How about one at a time” said Joe Russo. “We don’t want to scare the girl way now do we” he turned to you and have you a hug. You and Joe had already met before so you it was safe to say you two were friends. After the hug was exchanged Sebastian took on step closer to you.
“I’m Sebastian. I’m lovely to meet you and if I may say you look even more beautiful in person” he took your hand and kissed the back of it. It was very obvious he was flirting. But you had no problem with that.
“Smooth” Evans said under his breath, but you still heard him, making you giggle. The fun introduction
didn’t stop there. They tried to outdo each other. One started to sing your new song, one started to tell you about him doing his own stunts. It was all nice and all but it was getting to be too much. You loved the guys, they were sweet and talented but it really was getting to be too much for you. Soon someone stopped all the bragging and flirting.
“Y/N” you heard Roberts voice and when the guys moved you saw him waling to you with opened arms. “It’s so good to meet you. I’m Robert”
“I know. I’m a big fan of yours” you said trying to keep your voice calm as possible.
“Thank you. I was going to go out for lunch you want to join me?” you couldn’t believe the RDJ was inviting for lunch.
“Yes, I’d love to” you two started to turn and walk away when Chadwick spoke
“We’ll see you later right?” you looked back and smiled at him
“Yeah sure” and you waled away with Robert. Leaving the guys watch you walk away with sad eyes.
“Who told RDJ she’ll be here?” Sebastian said looking at the guys, Tom slowly lifted his hand. “Really Holland? You can’t keep a secret?” Sebastian shaked his head and walked to his trailer.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen” he yelled after Sebastian but he wasn’t listening anymore.
“She’s coming back right? Y/N will be back” Chadwick said still looking the way you had just walked away. Evans patted Chadwick on the shoulder.
Anonymous said: BTS reaction to you working hard to keep up your grades but when you received your report card it turns out your grades dropped and you feel really sad about it
Here it is! (I’m not completely satisfied with this one, but here it is anyways)
I’m sorry if each reaction is too similar, that’s just how it came out cx
Rap Monster (Namjoon):
You stare down at the letters on the page - having waited until you returned home - your heart sinking to your stomach, and you slump down in your seat. Again. Even after all the work you put in, the endless nights of sheets and books scattered everywhere, the blood, sweat and tears you put into your studies, your grades still drop. Your mood drops completely, all sense of hope disappears and you’re left slumped in the chair, your head in your hands.
Namjoon quietly lets himself into your apartment, calling out for you, a hopeful smile on his face, dimples and all. His heart cracks a little when he sees you sobbing on the couch - your body shaking with tears - and he drops his bags at the door, rushing forward, accidentally hitting the table in the way.
“(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” He asks softly, rubbing your arm comfortingly.
You look up, attempting to force a smile, and yet your vision is still blurred through the tears. You sigh, finally stating, “My grades dropped, again.”
He puts his arms around you, pulling you into a hug, as he says, “It’s okay, there’s always next time, I could help tutor you if you wanted? All you need is a little help jagiya, you’re smart, you can do this.”
You nod, pulling on your sleeve and wiping your tears away, leaning into his embrace.
“That would be great, Joonie, thank you so much.”
“Jagiya? Why are you crying?” Jin walks up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and you quickly wipe away your tears, your eyes darting around.
“It’s nothing, it’s nothing, it’s fine,” you quickly say, sighing as you brushed your hair back, attempting a smile. Jin stares at you carefully, and he shakes his head, refusing to let you or the matter go.
“Jagiya, you can trust me, what’s wrong?” He finally asks, after allowing you to sob into his shoulder for a few minutes, his arms wrapped protectively around you as he rubs your back reassuringly.
“My grades have gone down yet ago, even though I worked so hard to bring them up, I don’t get it, what did I do wrong…” you rambled, still nuzzled in his shoulder and Jin frowned, saddened by your frustration and sadness, and he plants a soft kiss on your cheek, mumbling sweet words into your ear to help calm you down.
“It’s okay jagiya, next time you’ll do better, I know you will, please don’t be too disappointed,” he reassures you, his arms gently reaching under your legs to pick you up bridle-style and settle down on the couch with you, placing kisses all over your face, causing you to finally giggle, your tears drying up.
“That’s much better, I’m glad to see you smiling again (Y/N),” Jin grins, and you lean back against him, this time your turn to kiss him, smiling.
Yoongi pops his head through the doorway, watching as you frown, your eyes scanning over a sheet of paper, your head dropping into your hands as you sigh, tossing the paper across the table as you curl up on the couch. His lips curl downwards into a frown, and he wanders in, silently sitting next to you, his arm wrapping around you.
You simply lean into his embrace, and he shifts position to allow you to completely lean into his chest, your arms snaking around his waist. The two of you lay in this position in a while without words, your actions speaking louder than any words could, and you feel your mood lift slightly knowing that Yoongi would always be there for you whenever you needed comfort.
“School getting you down again?” Yoongi finally inquired, breaking the silence between the two of you, and you nod against his chest, still curled up against him. Yoongi resists the urge to cover your face in kisses at your adorableness, and instead opts to press his lips against your forehead, withdrawing after a few seconds.
“Don’t worry too much about it (Y/N), don’t let school get you so down, it’s not everything, yeah?” He reassures you, and you smile up at him, turning his heart to mush.
(A/N: His grin is the most adorable thing I’ve seen in a while, omg <3)
Hoseok pouts as he notices you sitting in your room, slumped over your desk once again, hitting your head on the surface repeatedly, surrounded by sheets of paper. You exhale in frustration, tugging on your hair before leaning your head on the desk once again.
“(Y/N), don’t hit your head like that, you’ll hurt yourself,” he rushes over to you, crouching by you and gently touching your forehead in concern. He gazes at you, eyes holding the utmost concern, and you feel your heart melt.
“I’m sorry Hobi, it’s just uni has been stressing me out again, and my grades are going down again… I can’t do this…” You push your dishevelled hair out of your face, and he pouts again, standing up straight and outstretching his arms.
Taking one last glance at your work, you get up and engulf yourself in Hoseok’s arms, his familiar scent calming you down immediately, and you bury your face into his neck. Hobi can’t help but grin at you clinging to him, and he gently pries your arms away, only to grab his bag. He gestures to you to grab your stuff, saying, “Let’s go out somewhere nice jagi, you deserve it.”
He grins again, and you can’t help but go along with him, the initial disappointment and frustration disappearing, and replaced with a warm feeling.
(A/N: I might’ve died writing this part, this boy wrecks me, I wish this would happen to me cx)
“Jimin… are you planning to let go of me any time soon?” You ask, shaking your head at Jimin who was currently clinging onto your waist in a koala-like way, his face buried in your shoulder.
“No, not until you promise me you won’t stay disappointed about your grades,” he replies cutely, his voice muffled as he trails kisses along your neck, and you weaken under his touch, your mouth opening, inaudible sounds escaping.
“Jiminie,” you whined, and yet you knew he was right, there was no point to beating yourself up over your grades, you could only keep working hard and hope for the best.
“Promise me,” Jimin mumbles against your neck, the vibrations sending a shiver of pleasure through your body, and he smirks, satisfied by your reaction.
“Okay, okay, I promise I’ll stop worrying about it, but stop before I end up…” you cut yourself off, and Jimin giggles, fully aware of where your thoughts were going.
He finally lifts his lips off your neck, his arms loosening up on your waist, and you can’t help but smile, your fingers brushing over your neck.
(A/N: When you have two biases and writing both their parts just wrecks your heart completely… *sigh* cx)
“Yah, jagi, you’re making me sad too,” Taehyung says, sitting across from you as your eyes scan over your grades for the nth time, a mix of sadness and disappointment in your eyes, and you finally look up, Taehyung frowning in concern.
He scrunches his face up in an exaggerated crying face in an attempt to cheer you up, an array of silly faces flashing across his face, and you can’t help but let out a giggle, your fist pressed to your mouth in an attempt to suppress it. While this sends a flash of happiness through you, a glance back at the discarded report card has the disappointment and frustration flooding back and you sigh.
Taehyung pouts, determined to cheer you up, and an idea creeps into his mind, his lips curling up into a mischievous smirk, as he gets up to sit by you on the other couch.
“What are you-” You’re cut off by Taehyung’s hands suddenly flying to your sides, and your stomach, and you shriek out in laughter from the sensation, falling back onto the couch. Taehyung relentlessly tickles you, until you throw your arms up in defeat, promising him that you’d try not to worry too much, and he grins his box smile in triumph.
You pace around the apartment, muttering to yourself, your arms occasionally flying up in frustration, and Jungkook peers up from his phone in curiosity, furrowing his eyebrows cutely as he wonders what has you so frustrated and seemingly stressed.
“(Y/N)? Why are you mumbling to yourself like a crazy person?” He asks, snickering at the thought of it, and you spin around, glaring at him, not finding the situation amusing at all.
“I’m still not doing great at school, even after all that work I put in, all that studying for nothing and… I can’t.” You slump down onto the couch beside him, and Jungkook turns his head to face you, a look of concern flashing across his eyes.
“If it’s any comfort, I’m not doing too great either, you’re not alone,” he grins his bunny-like smile at him, and you look at him in confusion, your eyebrows now furrowing.
“Why aren’t you stressed then?” You inquire, reaching up to brush his fringe away from his eyes, causing a light pink to flourish on his cheeks, a smile appearing on his face.
“Because,” he starts, “I figured all I need is some help, we should study together (Y/N), that could help?”
You think it over, your stress levels finally beginning to decrease, and you finally break out into a smile, at the thought that this might finally help your grades.
BTS Reaction to Their Bestfriend Accidently Confessing to Them; J-Hope Version
You were curled up in bed, the blankets pulled towards your face as you slept softly. Then your alarm rang through the silence and you groaned in annoyance. You tried to reach for your phone to turn it off, but your limbs were so heavy and hot that you couldn’t do it. It was then you noticed how sweaty you were; how you were unconsciously breathing through your mouth and how scratchy your throat was. You pulled off your blankets slowly; and your subconscious prediction was correct, you sweated through your sheets. You attempted to get up, but your legs were so shaky that you fell to the floor, bonking your head on your dresser. You groaned, gripping your sweaty forehead to try and alleviate the pain. Your phone, however, fell from the dresser through the force of your fall so you could at least stop the annoying chiming sound your alarm made. Again, you tried to sit up, but your limbs hurt too much and you fell back onto the carpet with a soft thud. You huffed out an annoyed sigh and grabbed your phone, dialing a number, praying for them to answer. When the phone line connected you through, you almost cried in relief.
“H-Hoseok. I-I need you over here.”
“Y/N?! Are you alright?!” Hoseok ran into your room about ten minutes later, startling you from your dozing. He first noticed the drenched bed, then your figure laying on the floor panting softly. He bent down and brushed the hair out of your face, his eyes widening when he felt the sweat.
“Darling what happened? You’re so sick.” he fussed, running his hands all over your face.
“Hobi, I fell out of bed, I can’t get up.” your voice was scratchy and rough and Hoseok cooed at you, shushing your words.
He rolled you into his arms, carrying you like a baby out onto the living room couch. You snuggled into his embrace; afraid to let go of him. Hoseok had been there for you during all your rough patches. Ever since you two met in middle school, he had been your sunshiny best friend and your saving grace after all the years went by. You loved him. You loved Hoseok so much that it hurt, and it surprised you that he never caught onto your “more than brotherly” feelings. And seeing him worried and fussing over you almost made you feel guilty for causing him to act this way. But he knew you couldn’t help it, and Hoseok was more than happy to take care of you.
“I’ll be back, alright?” he smiled, placing a peck on your forehead before rushing off.
You closed your eyes, trying to steady out your breathing as you heard Hoseok move around your apartment. You heard the tub in the bathroom fill up, the rustle of sheets in your room, and rummaging in your hallway closet. Hoseok came back later, gently shaking you so that you could look up at him with heavy eyes.
“Y/N, I changed your sheets for you. I also drew you a bath so you can get cleaned up, and I brought medicine.” he smiled, propping you up so you could gulp down the pills. You took the medicine from his hand and he held the glass of water for you.
“You’re a saint Hobi.” you said, placing the medicine in your mouth before grabbing the water to swallow it down. Hoseok chuckled and ruffled your hair.
“I know, what would you do without me? C'mon, let’s get you up love.” he said, lifting you into his arms and taking you to the bathroom. He set you down on the toilet, rushing out of the room and coming back in an instant with fresh pajamas in his hands. He placed them on the counter before a pink blush rose in his cheeks.
“Do you need help…um…undressing?” he asked, scratching the back of his neck with a sheepish smile on his face. You blushed too and nodded, looking down at your feet in shame. You could feel Hoseok’s hands shaking slightly as he pulled off your shirt, and he tried his best to avert his eyes, which you were grateful for. His hands burned your skin even more as they ran along your waist to pull down your sweatpants, and your breath sped up; and it wasn’t because of the sickness you had. Hoseok tugged down your underwear, and at this point you were nude in front of him and both your cheeks were as red as tomatoes. He gulped and lifted you up, placing you into the tub gently. You could see him sneaking glances at your bare body, and your confidence rose a bit knowing that your crush of forever found your body somewhat appealing.
“T-Thanks Hobi.” you mumbled and Hoseok attempted to smile in return, but you could see his eyes were clouded with something other than concern.
“Are you hungry Y/N?” he asked. “Y'know, I should just make something just in case, you never know…” he mumbled to himself, exiting the bathroom and shutting the door firmly behind him. You giggled softly to yourself and relaxed into the warm water. You washed up and soaked for a while longer before the effects of the medicine kicked in and the need to sleep covered you like a blanket.
“Hobi?” you called in your scratchy voice, and Hoseok was there in 2.8 seconds. He peeked his head through the door.
“I think I’m ready to get out.” you blushed. Hoseok, though he didn’t blush this time, fumbled a bit in helping you dry off and get into your pjs. He carried you into your room, tucking you neatly back into bed.
“Do you wanna try and have some soup?” he whispered as he turned off the lights and closed the blinds, making the room darker.
“Maybe later. Can you just…lay with me?” you asked. Hoseok smiled and nodded, moving onto the open side of the bed and allowing you to cuddle into his arms, pushing the thought of himself getting sick aside for your comfort and care.
“You’re not too hot like this Y/N?” he asked with concern laced in his voice. You shook your head no and nuzzled deep into his embrace.
“No, you’re too hot for anyone in this world though.” you said drowsily. Hoseok giggled; the medicine was probably making you talk, so he played along.
“Oh really? Is that so?” he asked.
“Yeah. I’m so lucky to have you Hobi. I love you a lot. Like, more than friends like. I’m so glad you’re here and with me at that. I don’t deserve you.” you mumbled. Hoseok just stared down at you, a sad smile etched on his face and he ran his fingers through your damp hair.
“You just say that because you’re hyped on drugs, Y/N. You don’t mean it.”
“But Hobi, I do. I really love you.” you mumbled incoherently into his chest, rubbing your hands over his shoulders lazily. Hoseok sighed deeply, nudging himself closer to you. He wanted to hold you like this for as long as he could; you didn’t allow this normally and he relished in the contact.
“If only you meant it Y/N, I’d make you mine in a heart beat. Cause I actually do love you, y'know that darling? Might as well confess since you won’t remember it later. I love you Y/N, I love you so much. God it’s so good to actually say it aloud, even if you won’t remember it.” Hoseok said softly, pressing you so close to his chest that it was hard to tell where you ended and where he began. You softly snored against him, pressing your lips into his collarbone gently. Hoseok rubbed his thumb over the corner of your lips, smiling to himself as he stared down at you.
“God, I want to kiss you so bad Y/N, you don’t even know.” Hoseok mumbled, sighing softly and he rested his head above yours on the soft pillow. He decided he’d sleep as well, dreaming that under some miracle you’d develop feelings for him too. Unbeknownst to Hoseok, he didn’t know that you felt exactly the same way, and that you heard and understood every word that he had spoken to you in your “sleeping” state.
anonymous requested:hii~ madelyn💕I think you can guess who I am haha! I was wondering if I could request a fluffy scenario where the reader is really shy and get’s scared easily so when she gets scared by something she runs to Jungkook’s arms and tries to hide her self in his chest and she’s all scared and he’s all protective of her? lol I hope this isn’t too much work for you!😅
Okay let me just start off by apologizing for taking foreverrrr to write this. I honestly have no other excuse than just being super unmotivated to write lately! I’m so sorry! Even so, I hope you enjoy this! This is my Valentine’s Day gift to all of you (:
WORD COUNT: 1760
SUGGESTION: Listen to Spring Day while reading (: ALSO STREAM THE F OUT OF THIS MV PLS AND THANK YOU <3
Scared, are you?
Friday night, 10:45 pm
“AAAAHHH!!!!!” you screamed as you quickly shut the TV off, threw the remote across the room, and clutched your rapidly beating heart. Short and detached breaths left your mouth, which was wide open from the jump scare you had just watched in Train to Busan. After you calmed down a bit and your breathing and heart rates returned to their normal paces, you slowly walked from the couch to the kitchen and grabbed a large knife, accidentally leaving your phone on the couch. You sighed when you remembered this fact, and you picked up your house phone to call the one number you knew by heart: Jeon Jungkook’s. And boy was he in for it.
if u haven’t noticed yet, Remus John Lupin is the love of my life
This is part 2 of Truth or Dare, but it could also be a complete different imagine, so you don’t really need to read part 1
Feel free to request!
word count: 1521
“Hello, Y/N.” You look up from your book only to see James taking a seat next to you. “Why are you reading? You’re supposed to eat. Did you accidentally switch reading with eating?”
“No, I already ate breakfast, James. What is it?” you ask, as courteously as possible, eager to go back to your book. You were in the Great Hall, finished breakfast quite early and it was Saturday, so you didn’t have anything to do until afternoon.
“Can’t I make conversation with my friend?” he asks innocently and you raise your eyebrows at him. “Fine, fine,” he sighs. “I just… you have a date with Remus tonight, am I right?”
“Yes,” you answer and can’t help the redness appearing on your cheeks.
“Well, you see, I’m really not supposed to tell you this and I know we’re all friends, but…” he trails of, taking a deep breath. “Remus has liked you for a while and he was and still is very insecure about himself. We always try to raise his self-esteem… he has some… problems, which he should tell you about, it’s none of my business, but sometimes, most of the time, it’s not really working.“
“What are you trying to say, James?”
“That he’s head over heels for you and don’t expect him to act as a tough boy or something, he’ll probably be shy and closed in himself because, as I said, he’s very insecure and probably thinks he doesn’t deserve you-”
“That’s nonsense! I like him very much, he deserves me as much as I deserve him,” you say, frowning.
“I know, Y/N, that’s why I’m saying this. You both are amazing persons and I am very glad you two finally are dating, but be gentle with him. Please,” he looks at you hopefully.
“There is really no need to ask me to be gentle with him,” you say softly. “Repeating myself, I happen to like him very much and I wouldn’t hurt him. He’s also my friendーwell, now obviously more than that, but he was my friend first.” You smile.
James smiles, nodding. “I’m glad to see someone finally treats him the way he deserves, so with all of this being said, I wish you luck with your date. Oh, and Y/N?”
“Whatever he tells you, don’t say something that could hurt him. Where are you going, anyway? He wouldn’t tell any of us, he said we’d make fun of him.”
“Oh, just Hogsmeade. Where else could we go?”
“Remus,” you said, as though making sure he knew you were here. You were supposed to meet in the Entrance Hall to go together in to Hogsmeade.
He turned around, facing you, and a slight blush appeared on his cheeks, along with a sincere smile. “Y/N. You look amazing.”
“I’m pretty sure I look like any other day, but thanks, Rem,” you laugh.
“Yeah, but the difference is that now I can tell you without it being awkward. It’s just that you look amazing everyday,” he smiles cheekily at you.
“Oh, aren’t you charming.” You laugh, trying to hide the fact that you were blushing. “Shall we go?”
He nods and you two start walking in silence, both of you being scared to ruin the mood, until you both reach the magical town. “So… where were you planing to go?” You ask, looking at him for a second, then back at the road, recognising a few of your house mates.
“Well, there’s this book shop-”
“Ah, books. You know me very well, Remus Lupin,” you playfully wink at him.
“Y/N, we’re both bookworms, how can I not know?” he laughs. “And after that we could go wherever you want to go, as long as you’re happy.”
“We should do something that makes you happy as well,” you look at him, frowning slightly.
“Y-yeah, well, um, what about Honeydukes?” he stutters.
“That’d be great,” you smile and remembering what James said about his insecurity, you take his hand in yours and drag him towards the bookshop.
You enter, hand in hand, something that made you feel protected and giddy, because, as cheesy as it sounded, it felt like it was made to fit in yours. The smell of old books fills your nostrils and you rush toward the shelves with your favourite genre of books. You’ve never been to this bookshop before and it was very far indeed, but you would have noticed it. “Pretty awesome, isn’t it?” Remus whispered in your ear. “They have a section with muggle books as well, isn’t it just perfect?”
You turn aroun, facing him. “How come I didn’t know about this place?”
“What can I say? I’m full of surprises,” he smirks. You put your arms around his neck and press your lips on his. “Yeah, you are,” you said.
You started looking at the books, finding all of them very interesting, but one of them caught your eye, so you took your wallet out, ready to buy it. “Dang it,” you mumble. You took the wallet with your muggle money.
“What is it, love?” Remus appears by your side, wrapping an arm around your waist.
He frowns. “No, really, what is it?”
You sigh. “I took my muggle money instead of wizard money, no big deal,” you smile up at him.
He takes the book from your hand and goes to pay for it. “No, Remus, don’t!” you whisper-yell after him, but he already paid for it.
As you get out of the shop, he hands you the book you wanted to buy and smiles at you. “Remus, you didn’t have to,” you sigh.
“Nonsense, love. You obviously wanted that book, consider it a gift,” he smiles innocently at you. “Besides, would you rather me buying you a drink or a book?”
“What did I do to deserve you?” you mumble to yourself, smiling at the ground.
After you both went to Honeydukes and bought a lot of sweets and candy, which he paid for again, because you had muggle money, you went to sit on a bench and eat them. “You know I’ll pay you back when we get back to the castle, right?
He chuckled. “You can try, but I won’t accept it.
“But why?” you whine.
“If money can buy things that make you happy, then I don’t care, Y/N,” he doesn’t look at you, but distracts himself with opening a bar of chocolate.
“You’re being so nice to me,” you mumble, now imitating him and opening more sweets to eat.
“Because you deserve it,” he looks up at you. “But Y/N, there’s something I need to tell you before we take this further. I know it’s just our first date, but… it’s important. You need to know what you’re getting yourself into.” He frowns. Was this what James was warning you about?
“You know you can tell me anything Remus, you’re still the same in my eyes and will always be.” You look at his concerned face and suddenly start to become worried. “What is it, Remus?
“I-I just don’t want you to see me different, t-that’s all…” he trails off. “You just, you just mean so much to me and I don’t want to ruin this day we had together, but you deserve to know this before we get into something serious-”
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” you cup his face in your hands, letting him know that you’re here for him. “Whatever it is, I’m sure I’ll still see you the same loving, kind and wonderful person you are.
“I just don’t want you to leave me,” he sobs.
“I won’t, I promise. Just tell me so you can get it off your chest.”
“I’m-I’m a werewolf,” he looks down, as if ashamed of himself. “Go ahead, you can gasp, widen your eyes and run, I won’t bite until it’s full moon,” he says in a low tone.
You wrap your arms around his torso and squeeze him as tight as you can. “That’s okay.
“You don’t wanna run away?” he mumbles in your shirt. “B-but I’m a werewolf!” he pulls away, looking at you surprised.
“So what? That doesn’t make me love you less,” you smile endearingly.
He had his mouth open, as if trying to find words, but now knowing how to put them in a sentence. “I love you so much, Y/N, you don’t know how happy I am that you’re not scared of me,” he pulls you back in the hug.
“I’d be a twat if I’d do that, honestly. Hey, Remus?”
“Do you wanna be my boyfriend?”
“I was supposed to ask that! Don’t take away my masculinity!” he exclaims with the biggest grin on his face.
“Oh, so you don’t wanna be my boyfriend, fine then.” You get up from the bench and start walking, until he grabs your wrist and yanks you towards him, making you bump into his chest and kisses you passionately.
“How stupid I’d be if I’d say no to such an opportunity?”
A/N: HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY, KAITLYN!!! @spartanguard Double J Productions (aka myself and Julie, @cocohook38) wanted to do something special for you, so we collabed on your birthday gift, which includes a smutty ficlet and accompanying art. I just needed to see Deputy Jones with the badge, and this idea came to mind. I hope you love it just as much as we love you! And also thanks to our Mulan, @shipsxahoy, for betaing as well. WE LOVE YOU KAIT!!!
Deputy Killian Jones turned the corner onto Main Street in his vintage black Firebird just as the sun was setting over the horizon. It had been a few years since he had taken up the position and he was taking to it like the Jolly Roger in smooth waters. He never imagined working with his best mate (and father-in-law) would be easy—after all, Killian did murder David’s father in cold blood. But, David understood that Killian was no longer that man anymore, and forgave him, much to Killian’s surprise.
Killian was cruising down the street, listening to Christina Perri over the radio, when a flash of gold blinded him momentarily. When his eyesight adjusted, Killian looked towards the source of the light, which was right in front of Grann’s. He soon realized that the setting sun’s rays were reflecting off of a necklace, and the jewelry was being worn by the most captivating woman he had ever seen in his over 300 year existence.
Her flaxen hair was piled high on her head, with tiny tendrils falling from her temple, framing her face. Her hair being up exposed her long, graceful neck. She wore minimal makeup, but she didn’t need it, her face one of classic beauty. He could see her emerald-green eyes from down the street; they were like two jewels gleaming in twilight. Her toned arms and sculpted legs were on full display in a tiny red sheath dress that looked as if it had been painted on her. And the red peek-a-boo sandal heels on her feet gave her backside extra perkiness.
Anonymous said: hi 💕 could you please do a bts reaction to when they’re all up late hanging out because they’re all on a different schedule with practices getting out so late and all and then their s/o wakes up and sleepily wanders out to get water or something and they have to lead her back to bed (Sorry it’s so specific 😅) thank you😊
Ah, I’m sorry it took me so damn long to get to this, I’ve no idea how long this has been in my ask box o-o Also, I didn’t proof read this, so I’m sorry for any mistakes! cx
As promised to everyone, here’s the new reaction post! <3
Rap Monster (Namjoon):
Namjoon would be hanging out with the other boys late at night, having gotten back from practice not long ago, the soft sound of music drifting through the room. Namjoon would be laid back on the couch, while the younger ones bickered playfully with each other, Yoongi curled up on the other corner of the couch.
Having peeked into the other rooms briefly, he would know you were still there, sleeping under a mass of blankets and pillows. He had told you that he was likely to be back late, and that you should go home and rest, but you would have refused, adamant to stay until he got back. So, when he saw you sleeping so peacefully, he wouldn’t be able to help the smile that would creep up onto his face, dimples indented on his face, your determination adorable to him.
While he’d lounge on the couch, he hear the distinct sound of shuffling down the hall; his curiosity immediately piquing. He’d get up cautiously, wanting to investigate the source of the noise. Peering down the hallway, he’d spot you, hair dishevelled and sticking up in all directions, eyes fluttering. You’d stumble around in a zombie-like state, as you mumbled to yourself, almost hitting the wall as you’d continue to stumble. Once again, his lips would curl up into a smile; your clumsiness reminding him a lot of himself.
Snapping out of his trance, he’d gently take a hold of your hands, carefully leading you back down the hallway, his smile never faltering.
“But, but…” you’d mumble to no-one in particular, your drunken-like state causing you to slur your words. “I wanted water…”
“I’ll bring you water, (Y/N), but you need to rest,” Namjoon would reply, shaking his head with a small laugh as he finally tucked you back into bed.
Jin would be making a quick dinner for him and the other boys; after a long day of practice, they would be feeling rather ravenous, the sound of the TV buzzing in the background, blending in with the sounds of chatter and laughter. Jin, being the ever caring person he is, would’ve checked up on you several times that night, making sure you were okay and sleeping well.
You would toss and turn in your place, groaning as the loud sounds prevented you from being able to get the sleep that you very much needed. You’d bury your head under the pillow, hoping that you could somehow block out the sound but to no avail. Finally, you’d sit up groggily, your eyes drooping from the lack of sleep, throwing the blanket off in a state of slight frustration.
You’d stagger through the hallway and into the living room where the other boys were, a fire in your eyes as you’d glare at everyone for disturbing your peaceful slumber. While you’d appreciate that they’d want to hang out for a while after putting in so many hours of practice, you’d wish they could be quieter about the whole thing. You’d also want to spend some quality time with Jin, but clearly that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon.
“Uh… Jin?” Jungkook would call out, attempting to hold in a laugh. “(Y/N) woke up, and she does not look happy about it.”
Jin would immediately rush out of the kitchen, blinking innocently as you saw you standing there, your figure slouching slightly from fatigue. Your gaze would immediately soften at the sight of him, and he’d walk over to you, speaking softy and soothingly, one arm wrapped around your waist as he’d lead you back to bed.
Yoongi, being exhausted as it is from practice, would simply want to rest, retreating to his room while the other boys gathered around in the living room playing games and making a bit of a ruckus. You decided to come round the dorms and stay the night, having felt lonely without Yoongi in your arms. You’d lie on the bed with him, your arms wrapped tightly around him, your head nuzzled into his neck, and layers of blankets covering the two of you.
You’d wake up suddenly, your throat completely parched and dry. A groan would escape your throat as you climbed out, cursing under your breath at the sudden cold that would hit you. Dragging your feet across the floor, you’d force yourself over to the kitchen, the other boys looking at you curiously, and yet you’d completely ignore them, attempting to fill a glass with water. You’d spill a little water in the process, your hands unstable, your vision still a tad bit blurry from your sudden wake from sleep.
Yoongi would slowly open his eyes, his body immediately reacting to the sudden loss of contact. Feeling around with his hands, he’d realise that you were no longer clinging on to him, and he’d sit up tiredly. Peering towards the door, he’d spot you slipping out of the room clumsily, and he’d groan, realising he’d have to drag you back.
Shuffling along the hallway, he’d shoot the other boys a glare before they could say anything, a few of them muffling their laughs.
“(Y/N)?” He’d call out, his voice rough, his arms unconsciously reaching out to rest onto your waist. “What are you doing?”
“I wanted water, Yoongi…” You’d reply in an equally tired tone, placing the glass back down and dragging Yoongi back by the hand. “I’m tired, let’s go back to bed.”
Some of the boys would whistle suggestively, wiggling their eyebrows, but Yoongi would only glare at them all, a look that said you’re all fucking dead later.
(A/N: I adjusted this one just a little bit from the request, I hope you don’t mind cx)
You’d be cuddled up with Hoseok on the couch, the two of you hanging out with the other boys, a movie playing out on the TV. Snacks would lay scattered everywhere, pieces of popcorn littering the floor. You’d be leaning again Hoseok, his body warmth and the comfort of his arms wrapped lazily around your waist causing you to slowly to drift into unconsciousness. Struggling to stay awake, you’d deliberately widen your eyes to stop them from closing and so succumbing to sleep, but you eventually gave up the battle, finally falling asleep.
Hoseok would notice how your shifting would stop, your breath slowing to a steady pace, your chest slowly rising and falling as you slept.
“Hm?” He’d glance down at you only to see you peacefully sleeping, cuddled close against his chest, a small smile on your lips as you slept, and he’d grin hugely, the sight being absolutely adorable to him. “Aw, how cute is she?” He’d coo quietly, his arms pulling you in closer and hugging you closely to himself because he wouldn’t be able to stand your overwhelming cuteness as you’d sleep, the grin never leaving your face.
Nodding to Taehyung who’d be sitting on the floor by the two of you, Tae would shift over as he’d see Hoseok cradling your sleeping figure in his arms, his position shifting ever so slightly as he’d try to get up without waking you. Holding you close to his chest, he’d carry you bridle-style to his room, placing you down gently in his bed, and pulling the sheets over you. Before leaving the room, he’d plant a small kiss on your forehead, butterflies fluttering in his chest at the sight of you.
Jimin would be sitting close by the maknae and Taehyung, as they’d chat amongst themselves, giggles constantly coming from Jimin as Jungkook would imitate the older boys, the others shooting them playful glares every now and then. Jimin would swat Jungkook lightly on the shoulder, only to notice you standing awkwardly by the doorway, rubbing your eyes in a child-like manner, pushing your hair away from your face.
His heart would melt in that moment as he’d lock gazes with you, your eyes tired but so full of love and softness all in one. Lightly shoving Taehyung away so he could get up - ignoring Taehyung’s protests - he’d walk over to you, taking your hands in his and squeezing them gently, earning a small smile from you.
“Jagiya? What are you doing up at this time?” He’d ask softly, brushing a few strands of hair out of your eyes.
“I… I was thirsty, so I wanted a glass of water…” You’d mumble, yawning as you’d look down at the floor.
“Wait here.” Jimin would rush into the kitchen, before returning not long later, a glass of water in hand, his free hand taking yours and leading you back to his room, setting the glass on the bedside table. You’d climb back into bed, smiling up at Jimin as you got comfortable, grateful for his caring tendencies.
“Sleep tight, (Y/N).”
“Yah, hyung,” Taehyung would giggle, his arms outstretched as he tried to find the boys hiding around the room. Being blindfolded, he would try to follow any source of sound that he could spot, shuffling towards everything he could hear. The boys would only roll their eyes, trying to muffle their own laughter before Taehyung heard them and came running after them.
You’d stumble into the room, having woken up from your sleep after a particularly bad dream, seeking out comfort as soon as you woke. That is why, you’d go looking for Taehyung, wanting him to come comfort you, only to find him bumping into various objects, his giggles easing your discomfort, a small smile spreading onto your face, and urging a small laugh from you.
Taehyung would slowly back up at this new source of sound, his eyebrows perking up in curiosity. Not being able to see where he was going, he’d bump into you, causing you to stumble and almost fall over.
“I found someone!” Taehyung would call out excitedly, his arms wrapping around this “someone” before you could escape, causing you to break out into laughter and giggles.
“Hm?” He would recognise the sound of your voice, ripping off his blindfold to see you in his arms, his signature box smile appearing on his face. “(Y/N)? Weren’t you sleeping? You look tired, you need to rest jagi…” He’d whine, his arms remaining wrapped around you.
“I had a nightmare…” You’d mumble, leaning against his chest, the two of you enclosed in your own bubble away from the world. “Come cuddle with me?” You’d ask hopefully, Taehyung laughing at your cute pout, before following you to his room.
“Any time, (Y/N).”
Jungkook would be causally scrolling through his phone while sat on a beanbag in the corner of the room, the other boys chatting amongst themselves. Glancing out the window, the sky would be completely pitch black and yet they’d only just gotten back from practice not long ago, fatigued as always.
He wouldn’t realise that you’d have been waiting around in the dorm for the boys to return, before getting tired and falling asleep on Jungkook’s bed, your arms dangling off the side. His first instinct would be to flop onto the nearest chair, or beanbag in his case, exhaling from exhaustion.
The sudden racket would wake you from your slumber, as you perked up, your eyes still drooping from your sleep being disturbed. You groaned, clutching onto your head, and forcing yourself out of bed. Stumbling around, you struggled to find your balance, often bumping into the wall and various other subjects.
Finally reaching the living room, your state would be in a mess; your clothes crumpled, hair dishevelled and you’d still be bumping into the wall.
At this sight, Jungkook would burst out into laughter, snapping a few pictures to tease you about later, shaking his head playfully.
“Yah…!” You’d feebly call out, your voice faltering from fatigue.
“Come on, (Y/N),” Jungkook smirked, gently pushing you forwards, and leading you back to bed. “You clearly need sleep.”