Secrets Out

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You couldn’t do eat, you couldn’t bring yourself to stand up, and walk yourself over to the kitchen you’ll just remember the memories you made with them, it hurt you so much. You question everything they’ve ever said to you, ever done for you. was it all part of their game? Their bet? You didn’t want to answer, you knew it’ll just hurt you more. (y/f/n) would come check in on you almost daily now, it’s been a week since they told you, a week since you were happy, a week since you didn’t cry your eyes out. (y/f/n) was worried about you, she was mad at them for doing that to you, every time she came to check on you, you got skinnier, paler, she knew how much they meant to you, she knew about how happy the boys made you, she also knew that this broke you. she finally had enough when she went over to your apartment once more to see you almost like a zombie, numb to everything, it hurt her seeing you like that.

She finally had enough. (y/f/n) knew you weren’t ready to face the boys but she was, and she was fuming. she remembered how to get to their house from the countless times she had dropped you off or have done something with them to surprise you. when she made it up to their dorm, she practically banged on the door. Right away Taehyung opened it thinking it was you, his face lit up and then sunk again seeing it was only (y/f/n) “what the hell happened” (y/f/n) said sternly, she was mad but she could see that both sides were hurting just as much as each other, she didn’t want to make anything worse.

“I…”  Taehyung mumbled before looking down at his feet “I don’t know” he walked away from the door signaling (y/f/n) to come in. she called all the members to the living room and sat down waiting for their arrival. When they eventually made their way, she looked at all of them. They all look heartbroken, they all look they’ve been crying for days… “I’m here to talk about y/n” she interrupted the awkward silence. “I-is she ok?” Jimin said softly not showing his face. “no and by the looks of it neither are any of you….” “please tell y/n we are sorry and we want to talk and… that we love her” Jin spoke up “no? what happened to y/n?!” Jungkook said making all the other members look up worryingly, (y/f/n) could see their tired faces. “she… she isn’t eating, barely drinking any water, not moving, she’s just staying in her bed. I tried I really tried to get her up, but she wouldn’t. I need one of you but I don’t know if bringing one of you is a good idea right now….” “please… I hate what we did (y/f/n) can you please just get her to talk to at least one of us?” Hoseok said. “I-I can try. I’ll bring one member with me to her apartment and they can talk ok? Maybe one of you can get her out of her bed. Im worried about y/n…” (y/f/n) said worriedly “we are all worried about y/n” Namjoon and Yoongi practically said in sync. “ok then pick one member to come with me and we will try, yeah?” they talked among themselves before they chose Jungkook to go.

The car ride was more than uncomfortable for both Jungkook and (y/f/n). neither of them knew what to say or how to say it so it was a very quiet car ride. Even though your apartment wasn’t that far away it felt like eternity that they were both stuck in that car with each other.

They finally made it to your apartment building where Jungkook basically jumped out of the car and ran to your door. “c-can I walk in?” Jungkook quietly mumbled to (y/f/n). (y/f/n) opened the door and he ran in, looking for you, (y/f/n) pointed to your closed bedroom door and he walked over there, hesitant to open it at first but when he did, he heard you whimper to yourself. You must be having a bad dream again, usually when you had a bad dream, he would cuddle up to you and you would calm down. But now he didn’t want to touch you, he was afraid to break you, thinking you were the most fragile thing one the planet right now. ‘y/n?” he mumbled. “ugh (y/f/n) I told you I don’t want to talk about it” you said, you thought it was (y/f/n). your voice clearly sounded like you were recently crying, which only made him want to cry with you. when you smelled Jungkook cologne he wears you head spun to see him standing in front of your bedroom door and even though the room was dark you could see his tear stained eyes, his messy hair that looked like it hasn’t been tamed in a week, you saw how he was breathing. You sat up in the bed looking at him and then looking down.

He ran over onto the bed. He looked at you for a while, looking at your eyes, how your face was stained with tears. He grasped you into a hug, it was tight but soft. He didn’t want to break you but he didn’t want to let go either, before you could say anything you felt his body shaking on you, you felt your shoulder dampen. He was crying, like really crying. You just let him cry and soon enough you were crying with him. Crying just as hard as him. You grasped onto his clothes. He hurt you, but you wanted to forgive him, you wanted to forgive all of them. You didn’t like being apart, and now knowing they were probably just as hurt as you. “Jungkook” you mumbled under your breath, “shhh” Jungkook hummed still crying. You didn’t want to let go, neither of you did. When Jungkook did let, you go he stayed on your bed just staring down at your covers, he couldn’t look up to see your face again knowing how much he hurt you, how much all his members hurt you. he never wanted you to feel like that again

“y/n….” Jungkook said with a crack in his voice from the crying “I-I’m so sorry… we were stupid, you mean everything to us, I promise you…” he took you again in his arms just letting you cry it out on his shoulder in your dark room. After what felt like an hour, he helped you out of your bed and into the bathroom, he gave you some fresh clothes, and told you he was going to wait for you in the living room. He cleaned up your apartment as best as he can, not wanted you to see that and get extra stressed. He pulled out some food for you, he noticed how much skinnier you became and it worried him. He made you a soup and waited. After you came out of the bathroom, you changed into the clothes Jungkook gave you, you noticed he picked out all the clothes that the members have gotten for you. you giggled softly while walking out. Right away he looked up from his chair and gave you his biggest bunny smile when he heard your giggle. He loved your laugh, something about it always made him warm inside, call you cute and adorable and just want to hug you and never let go. You looked at the soup he made, gave him a weak smile and ate it happily.

Jungkook thought it would be a good idea to walk to the dorm seeing how it wasn’t that far and how some air could help you out a bit. It was quiet on the way there but it was a comfortable silence, he told you a bit about what the other members have been doing, how they felt about everything, you gave him another weak smile, you didn’t want to think about how hurt the members must have felt.

When you reached the dorm, you took a deep breath before opening the door and walking in. the members have been waiting for you it seemed. Their heads shot up at the noise of the door opening. Taehyung ran up to you and hugged you tightly like Jungkook did, but instead of crying, he just held you, when you hugged taehyung back you could feel him let go of a breath he was holding. you felt like he wanted to cry to you, but he wouldn’t. you just hugged him tightly telling him you were better. Hoseok also walked up to you. he looked at you, even though you had washed the tears away, he could tell from your eyes you were crying a lot.

When you had walked past the kitchen into the living room, Namjoon and Yoongi stood up right away. Namjoon looked at you for a bit before coming over to you and hugging you like the rest, he whispered into your ear how sorry he was, and you felt it. Yoongi kept on looking at you. he seemed afraid to walk up to you, to say anything to you, to touch you, he was afraid to hurt you, he didn’t seem to trust himself around you anymore. You walked up to him and you hugged him. He was surprised that you would even want to be near him but he hugged you back, he hugged you and hugged you and never wanted to let go, never want to hurt you again. Even when you backed away from the hug, he held you hand for a bit before letting go. Jin walked up to you fast after you hugged Yoongi and just cried into your shoulder. You shushed him and wrapped your hand around him “I’m so sorry y/n” he said between the crying. “I-its ok” you said while giving a weak smile. You looked around for Jimin, but didn’t seem to find him anywhere. “w-where’s Jimin?” you asked. They all looked towards his bedroom and you walked over slowly opening the door. “Jimin?” you quietly said. He ran up to you with his arms now around you, you cried into his shoulder. “y-y/n I’m so so sorry.” You let go of him he kissed your forehead and you both walked in to the living room. “s-so…”

A/N: wow that was emotional to write lmao. sorry it took me a while to write this part! I’m swamped with school plus writers block has made me not able to write anything soooo sorry lmao. anyways what do y'all think? I’m thinking that there will be at least one or two more parts to this, yeah? Hope you all enjoy this~~ see ya soon~ (also requests are open leave some stuff!)



Genre: Angst? But with the tiniest bit of cute at the end?

Word Count: 5,478

Prompt: Soulmate au where when you turn 18 you get a mark where your soulmate touches your skin for the first time and the mark only disappears after they touch you.

A/N: Sooooo this is something that I wrote a loooong time ago on another blog that no longer exists, but after some quick editing, I remembered how much I loved this piece, and I wanted to put it out into the world again. That being said, this was written before the release of CACW, so it’s not wholly accurate to the movie. Enjoy!!  ♡

Originally posted by wintersthighs


You remember being young when your mother told you the story of her soulmark.

She was only twenty. Going to school full time while working a part time job, she had no time to sit around and dwell on the day she would meet her soulmate. Though, that didn’t keep her from thinking about him at night sometimes. What he would look like, sound like, feel like… She told you of how she would sometimes trace the outlines of her mark in the dead of the night when she couldn’t sleep – how it always made her feel calm and warm inside. Two large, lightly colored handprints on her sides, one on her waist while the other fell lower towards her hip.

It was a chance encounter. She had been late getting off work that evening, running to her train and thankfully catching it before it took off, yet her late entrance meant that there were no more seats open. Alas, she stood by the door, hand grasping one of the rails for balance. It was only briefly into her ride when it happened. The train hit a short stop that sent everyone pitching forward, and, for your standing mother, that meant falling straight into a man standing but a foot away from her. His hands grabbed her sides while her hand went for his shoulder in an attempt to stop themselves from falling but to no avail. Collapsing on the floor, they almost didn’t notice what had just happened, but as your mother raised her red face to apologize to the man, she noticed that where her hand just was, a perfectly sized peach hand print was beginning to fade. Looking into the man’s eyes, she moved herself to a sitting position, her hands coming up to her mouth to cover the ever-growing smile on her face.

“My hands- Were they-” The man’s unsure voice was cut off by your mother’s giggle and a vigorous nod of her head. Then, the man, your father, began to smile too, and it didn’t matter that they were on the floor of a dirty train in that moment. Nothing else could have mattered in that moment but them.

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anonymous asked:

Okay regarding your last post, I don't know if you do Recs but I'm super into rarepairs (usually m/m or f/f but open to anything) and I wanted to know your too 5 'holy grail' fics for rare pairs, and maybe your too 5 for drarry? I need new pairings in my life but I also don't want to stray too far from my sweet baby sons which is why I'm asking about them too.

Hey anon :) I’m happy to take recs, absolutely (mostly because I’m not a reccer, and so don’t get flooded with them… if I suddenly get flooded with rec requests, this will likely change, just so everyone knows)

And I am MORE than happy to share the rare pair love. Just bear in mind this comes with a huge disclaimer: except for the two FF recs, I read these a few years ago. I don’t know what I think of them now, but they’re the rare pairs I saved to my computer because I enjoyed them that much. Hopefully that means you will too, and it wasn’t a case of “please god I’ll take anything”.

But I know that I did save these so I’m hoping they’re good. Sadly, FF is much harder to find holy grail fics for, for me… I don’t know if I’m looking in the wrong places? I’d love recs as well for FF. (This is largely why I write FF for my original work, tbh.)

Holy grail rare pairs:

Ron/Harry: The Darkest Recesses of your Heart by kerryblaze

Harry disappears suddenly. Ron finds him hiding out in a small American town with a new set of friends and a new life and no memory of his old one.

(I remember it being really sweet, tons and I mean TONS of pining, and pretty sexy in places, and a happy ending)

Ron/Draco: Seachange by girlcalledjane

sea change (n):  a marked transformation.

(Malfoy shows up at Grimmauld Place, or something, and I remember it being a sexy/smutty fic with an amaaazingly convincing attraction)

Harry/George: May Contain Nuts by scoradh

After Voldemort is defeated, the script for Harry’s life comes to an end. Unsure of what to do with his life, he does nothing. Only one person is on hand to show Harry that a hero is not the sum of his vanquished enemies, but he’s got problems of his own.

(I remember it being about Harry discovering his sexuality? I think? And pining? Bit of angst and humor?)

Pansy/Hermione (two fics):


Pansy. Hermione. Bookstore horniness.

and Pave Me The Way To You

Hermione’s away on business, but she leaves Pansy a gift.

both by @lqtraintracks

(Both of these are sexy and smutty, full of love too)

Five Drarry (these are just the ones I read recently and adored. I don’t know that I could ever pick a top five?):

Touch by @bixgirl1

When Harry is referred to a professional cuddler for the soothing power of touch, he’s dubious — even more so when the Cuddler who shows up turns out to be Malfoy. But in the years since the war, Malfoy’s changed, and over the next several days Harry is confronted by how much he still doesn’t know about this new version of his old enemy — and by how much he wants to learn.

(A super sweet and intense exploration of trauma and growth and attraction. So cathartic and wonderful.)

Written on the Heart by who_la_hoop

Harry doesn’t mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn’t. It’s just – do they have to be so friendly? He’s not prejudiced, really he’s not. It’s just – they’ve got to be up to something, right?

(Okay this would probably be a top five. The Slytherins are amazing in this fic. Sorry, I chopped the summary bc it was so long.)

Headlights in the Snow by Saras_girl

What’s big and purple and smells like tea? Harry is about to find out.

(It’s Saras_girl. Come on. Just what you want in a Christmas fic–light and loving.)

Dear Enemy by @gingertodgers

An anonymous benefactor makes a generous donation to Harry Potter’s School for Squibs in exchange for a weekly letter from the Boy Who Lived.

What begins as a chore soon becomes the only outlet Harry has to talk about the war, love, life, hope, redemption, his renewed obsession with a certain blonde nemesis and how he really, honestly, believes that this will be the year Puddlemere United reclaim the Quidditch League Cup.

(THIS FIC. It doesn’t even feel like it’s written completely in letters, the descriptions and overlay of each letter is just so perfect and so deftly done. I loved every second and laughed so hard. It also has a great Luna/Ginny, so this is a holy grail rare pair too.)

The Mispronunciations of Draco Malfoy by @callingdrarry

‘Muggle AU where Harry is a barista and bartender and keeps running into his most stuck-up customer’ aka ‘All the times Harry managed to mispronounce Draco and the one time he got it right.’

(COFFEE SHOP AU! This was so sweet and hilarious <3 Exactly what you want in a coffee shop AU.)

Let me know if the links don’t work :) Enjoy!

Lily Evans | Gryffindor | 6th Year | Muggle-born | Open

Personality Traits:

caring, determined, loyal, intelligent, kind-hearted, 

What people are saying:

“Lily Evans? Nothing you’ve heard about that girl and I are true. Don’t bring that name up ever again- it means nothing to me.” - Severus Snape

“Why she’s not in Ravenclaw is beyond me. She beats me in exams every year- though I guess if she’s a muggle-born who proudly associates with three of the biggest families of blood traitors in Britain, I guess the Gryffindor bravery is a little more dominant, isn’t it?” - Otto Bagman

“Evans? Oh, she’s the best! I… mean… she’s a great friend… and a real talented witch. S-sure I’ve asked her out a few times. I just told you- she’s great! I’d be a fool not to try, wouldn’t I?” - James Potter


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Face Claim:

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SVT as your best friend’s brother/brother’s best friend

my first ever fluff(angst?) so pls bear(bare?) with me, im sorry that some are longer than others, most of them ended up being like drabbles

if you squint ig you could consider tiny parts of it as mature

Y/NN = your nickname (just use your name if you dont have one)

Y/F/N = your friend’s name

Seungcheol/S. Coups(ft. Jisoo) :

Originally posted by coupd

“Seungcheol, what the hell was that?!” he frowned at your words.

”You didn’t like it?” 

You blushed, of course you’d liked the kiss you shared with him. You’ve had a crush on him for years but his friendship with Joshua made it extremely hard for you to express your feelings. Catching your own thoughts, you looked back up at a smiling Cheol.

“What about-” he cut you off by placing his lips back on yours making you realize how much you had missed the softness of them.

“If you were gonna make an excuse about your brother, you might as well forget it. What will he do, any way? I’m still his hyung,” he winked and smiled at you before closing the distance between you for the third(and definitely not the last) time.


Originally posted by lilchubchim

You and Y/F/N had been laughing for so long that neither of you could even remember what you were laughing about, but you stopped abruptly when the most beautiful man you’d ever seen in your life walked in looking annoyed but still very very pretty.

“Hey, brat, could you keep it down?” his eyes snuck over to meet yours, “who’s this?” he smirked at you flicking his hair out of his face.

Your friend finally stopped laughing in order to introduce you, “oh, um, Jeonghan this is Y/N. Y/NN, this is my older brother Jeonghan. He’s annoying as fuck” she turned her head to smile at him bitterly.

Instead of meeting his sister with a snippy comeback or leaving the room like he normally would, he walked in further holding eye contact with you and held out his hand for a handshake, “Nice to meet you, Y/N”

“Likewise,” you held out your hand and he brought it to his lips to kiss it chastely, foreshadowing similar events to come between you two.

Next to you, Y/F/N roller her eyes, “can you guys please eye fuck at a later time? Y/NN and I are busy, Jeonghan”

He mumbled under his breath, “More than just eye fucking,” and smirked at you before leaving the room.


Originally posted by koraenpop

Y/F/N’s family had always treated you as if you were a part of it and you loved it! You were always around and 90% of the time that you spent there was good and the other 10% was called Joshua Hong.

That boy made you feel such anger towards him that you didn’t even think it was possible. You wanted to just remove him from your entire life but he was basically all you talked about. Y/F/N would complain about how often you talked about him but she was only receiving half of what you wanted to say. Yes, Joshua was a know-it-all, selfish, entitled, annoying prick, but he was also the main character of many wet dreams that your subconscious had created since you’d met the boy.

You would try your best to only spend the night at Y/F/N’s house when Joshua wouldn’t be there but unfortunately tonight wouldn’t go as planned.

You and Y/F/N were making “inside s’mores” when he walked into the kitchen making your bubbly mood drop instantly.

He hugged his little sister and kissed her forehead, “you still hang out with this loser, huh?” earning himself a slap on the arm from your friend and an eye roll from you.

Not wanting to start trouble you opened the fridge looking for a drink.

“What, no more bitchy comebacks?” you could hear him walking towards you but you continued to ignore him just bending over to look further into the fridge. You didn’t realize how short you pj shorts were but Joshua was well aware of the show you were obliviously giving him.

Y/F/N decided to interrupt before you went off on her bro, “wow, Y/NN, you’re being super mature right now, right Josh?”

“Yea,” he licked his lips, “she’s really grown up, I might have to reconsider how I’m treating her.”

Jun(ft. Vernon):

Originally posted by wenjunhui

“No, nope, fuck no, God no,”

“Well Vernon, you don’t really have a say anyway, if I like Jun then I like Jun”

“Y/NN please don’t do this to me, I don’t want you getting hurt!” Vernon kept talking but you had zoned him out after that, regretting even telling him about your crush in the first place.

You knew about Jun’s reputation of being  player, a lady killer…but you didn’t care. He could tear out your heart and feed it to his cat if he wanted to and you  would say thank you because he was that fucking hot. Your brother was wrong, you didn’t need to be babied, you just wanted Jun to rock your world, one night only edition so that your heart couldn’t be broken in the process.

So, you had confidence when you got up from the table where you, Vernon, Jun, and a couple others were sitting and walked over to Jun sitting in his lap. He was surprised but both of you smiled at each other(you caught the wink that he sent in Vernon’s direction before looking back at you). Neither of you could predict that the next morning when Jun woke up to only a note from you thanking him for that night, he would be the one with a feeling of something missing from his heart.


Originally posted by fyhoshi

You rang the doorbell, ready to greet Y/F/N for your movie marathon but you were pleasantly surprised when your boyfriend (her big brother) opened the door.

You gave each other sly smiles, “is your sister home?” you asked him, not sure which answer would make you happier.

“Fortunately, Y/F/N went out with my dad to get some things for a movie marathon. Looks like it’s just you and me,” he smirked pulling you inside and taking your stuff away and letting it fall to the ground next to you.

“Hey, those are nice clothes, Soony-” he cut you off by pulling you by your belt loops into a long overdue kiss. As you let him take over dominance in the kiss, he pulled you into the kitchen and picked you up putting you on the counter.

“I missed you,” he mumbles into the kiss as you thread your finger through the hair at the back of his neck

You chuckle, “take me with you next time, then,” he groans at the idea of a week away from everyone but you two. The things he could do with all that time…

His thoughts are interrupted when you both hear his father clearing his throat. You hop down from the counter, your face becoming even redder than it already had been. “You two might wanna fix yourselves before Y/F/N walks in,” he shakes his head laughing and walking away.



Originally posted by dureowanni

“Wonwoo, come downstairs for a second?” your friend called for his fraternal twin brother.

“what do you want?” he groaned seeing that food was not the reason that he had been forced to come downstairs.

“My friend is coming over, I don’t want you to annoy or distract us so can you please stay away?”

“Depends, is she hot?”

“Wonwoo, I’m gay, how the fuck should I know?” Just then you rang the doorbell, “that’s her, please leave now.”

Wonwoo didn’t listen to his brother, following him to the door instead.

When Y/F/N opened the door, instead of greeting you, Wonwoo just said, “yes, yes she is” to his brother answering his own question. He winked at you leaving you confused before leaving you both alone for the rest of the night.

Somehow, before you left, he put his number in your phone as “Oppa Wonwoo” making you blush before texting him so that he would have your number as well.

Jihoon/Woozi(ft. Jeonghan):

Originally posted by verhoons

“I must be the greatest friend in the world,” Jihoon yawned to your brother.

“Sorry that I had to drag you here, it’s to torture my little sister,” Jeonghan explained, “she has a crush on you and she already has stage fright,” Jihoon just nodded in understanding.

You made eye contact with your brother from backstage and glared at him as he waved. Mentally taking note to shave his head later, you flipped him off and stormed away all of a sudden very nervous about your performance.

By now, your dance was muscle memory so no matter how fast you could feel your heart palpitating, the rest of your body would flow to the familiar music. Performing somehow calmed you this time around, but the butterflies returned when you saw that Jihoon hadn’t stayed to see your entire performance,

Once the recital was over and you only found Jihoon without your brother, you couldn’t help  but ask, “why’d you leave?”

“I’m sorry,Y/N,” he had hoped that you wouldn’t notice,” I had to take a call, but I watched you from outside through the door. It wasn’t the best view but I saw how amazing you did. I got you some flowers,” he smiled handing you a nice arrangement.

You blushed and nodded because his explanation was alright, but before you could thank him, Jeonghan found you both holding his own little bouquet of roses, “Are those for me too?” you asked excitedly reaching for them

“No,” the long-haired boy snatched the roses just out of your reach, “they’re for Joshua.”

On the ride home, your brother forced both of you to sit in the back so that Josh’s flowers had enough room. But it was ok because this gave you the chance to read your note from Jihoon that he had put in the flowers. Both of you were blushing while you read the heartfelt confession. Somehow your fingers had slipped and intertwined themselves with Jihoon’s own.

And if you forgot to shave Jeonghan’s head that night because you were texting a certain boy from dusk to dawn then no one had to know ;)


Originally posted by 12fools

“Seokmin please focus! I need you to do this dance with me by tomorrow and you still have like 10 counts to learn!”

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I’m just not as good as my brother,” the older boy complained and you wanted to slap him…so you did, “Ow! What was that for?!”

“You’re just as good a dancer as your brother is, maybe even better. The only problem is that you won’t focus because you couldn’t give a shit about the dance or the talent show or fucking anything!” you finally went off on him. You knew that the boy wouldn’t want to do such an intimate dance with you (he probably already knew about the embarrassing crush that you had on him), but you’d hoped that he would stay professional. That was all obviously in vain.

“Wait!” he called after you as you were storming out to go cool down. When you turned to face him he sighed dropping his head in shame, “Y/NN, I already know the dance, I just don’t feel like doing it with you right now.”

That really hurt you, “I already knew that you didn’t like me, I just hoped that you would be nice enough to help me!” you started to walk out again hoping to get away before the tears started.

Unfortunately, the boy grabbed your arm stopping you then pulled you by it bringing your chest to his own and forcing your teary eyes to look into his.

“I don’t want to dance with you right now because I’d rather be doing this,” he whispers to you before placing a soft, slow, passionate kiss upon your lips.

Mingyu(ft. Wonwoo):

Originally posted by hosxis

Mingyu [22:42] - Y/NN, you look beautiful here

Y/NN [22:50] - Mingyu, sweetie, can you pls do me a favor?

Mingyu [22:50] - Of course

Mingyu [22:50] - You can count on me

Y/NN [22:52] - thnx babe, im gonna need you to slide tf out of my dm’s

Mingyu [22:53] - oh, do you wanna ft?

Y/NN [22:54] - no, mingyu, i wanna sleep

Mingyu [22:54] - your wonwoo told me that you have a crush on me ;)

 Y/NN [22:57] - oh my god ignore him

Mingyu [22:58] - but wonwoo said you talk abt me sometimes, why wont you talk to me

 Y/NN [22:59] - if wonwoo has so much to say why dont you talk to him

Mingyu [23:00] - that almost sounded like you ere jealous ;) wonwoo cant come close to how amazing you are. baby you are my angel

 Y/NN [23:00] - oh my god you’re so dramatic

Mingyu [23:02] - *romantic

Mingyu [23:02] - if you’re that tired right now then we can just discuss our future relationship over chick-fil-a tmr after school

 Y/NN [23:06] - fine, but only if you get me a milkshake 

Mingyu [23:06] - i’ll get you one of every flavor

Unfortunately, you both kept your promises.


Originally posted by jonginsbias

(his fucking arms in this gif???)

“That’s Jun’s little sister, I would fuck off if I were you,” you heard  a familiarly annoying and condescending voice as the cute guy you were talking to walked away as if you two didn’t even know each other.

“Are you kidding me?!”

“No but it is kinda funny, don’t you think?” you wanted to slap the smirk of the boy’s face.

“What if that was my future boyfriend, Minghao?” you tried to force the boy to have some pity on you.

“Do you think your brother would like you dating that guy?” he had a point.

You shrugged, “I don’t care about what my brother likes.”

He chuckled at your response, “What about what I like?”

You laughed, “And why should I care about what you like, Minghao?”

“Well self-care is important, isn’t it?” it took you a minute to understand what he meant but once you did he was gone and all you wanted to do was find him.

Boo Seungkwan:

Originally posted by misckpop

Y/F/N and you were playing a game called “Remember When” just to get a conversation started. 

You giggled, “remember when we couldn’t decide which members of TWICE we wanted to be and we both started crying?”

Your friend could barely breathe from laughing and neither could you. That was until your friend suddenly gasped remembering something and then started laughing so hard she cried.

“What, what is it tell meeeee,” you whined.

Just then her older brother Seungkwan walked in smiling at you when you both made eye contact. But before you could acknowledge the boy, his oblivious sister cackled, “remember when you had a crush on my brother?”

Y/F/N was laughing so hard that she didn’t notice how wide your eyes got once she said it. Your face turned bright red and you decided that the ceiling was so much more interesting than anything anyone else in the room had to say.

“Why’re you being so quiet? Do you still have a crush on him?” your head snapped back up and you tried to give her a death glare so she could just burn too death on the spot bc you could still see Seungkwan out of your peripheral vision, “Oh my gosh, you do!” she screamed.

You just turned around and buried your face in a pillow deciding that if you couldn’t kill Y/F/N then you would just kill yourself instead.

You almost had a heart attack when you felt Seungkwan’s hand patting your back, “Don’t worry Y/N, its not your fault that I’m so handsome. You call me if you want to talk about it, ok? Let me know just how much you really like me.”

The first part he was teasing you, but you thought that maybe the second part was serious when he forced his sister to give you his phone number…


Originally posted by imaginetheseidiots

“Hey baby bro,” Y/F/N smiled at Hansol as you both passed him on the couch ruffling his hair.

“I’m one year younger, please shut up” he replied in a bittersweet tone.

Vernon rolled his eyes and you frowned walking over behind him, “Aww, Hannie’s sad,” you start using the voice you would to speak to a baby, “tell your noonas what to do to make it all better,” you and your friend chuckled almost evilly.

“Well, Y/NN,” he look up at you, “Why don’t you blow me and see if that helps?” he smiled evilly back up at you as you gasped offendedly.

Y/F/N laughed along with her brother before saying that she needed to go find her phone.

You walked into the kitchen still salty about Vernon’s joke as you bent down looking in the fridge, “You guys have like no snacks,” you said standing up only to be face to face(chest) with the younger boy.

As you looked up at him he asked, “Do you think I’m still a kid, Y/N?” and you shook your head no seeing that he had obviously grown.

Just then he picked you up and placed you onto the counter putting his own body very close to yours in between your legs. Speaking of..

“Do you think I won’t fuck those stupid little comments out of you just because you’re my noona?” he asked brushing your hair behind your ear.

Chan/Dino(ft. S. Coups):

Originally posted by tekukii

Your ear is pressed so closely to the door that you think you might fall through it. Your boyfriend had told you not to listen, that the results might hurt you. But it was impossible for you not to eavesdrop, especially when two of the most important people in your life were talking.

Chan sighed, “Seungcheol I’ve been dating Y/NN behind your back for a few months now.“

There was a very long pause in which you tried to press your ear even further through the wall.

When you finally heard someone it was your brother, “No. I’m sorry Channie but you’re not allowed to date Y/N.”

You backed away from door on the brink of tears. Not only did you have to hear that, but now you would have to suck it up so that Chan could come downstairs and break up with you. You started walking down the stairs when you heard Channie again and rushed to the door.

“I’m sorry Seungcheol, but I wasn’t asking for your permission. We both love Y/N but I’m also in love with her. I don’t even know if i could leave her if she asked me to so I know for sure that I will not leave her because you said so.”

Your heart fluttered as your brother tried to give his input, “Channie I-”

“No, Cheol, you know what? I only came to talk to you because this matters to Y/N and I care about her. If you cared about her too you would see how happy we can make each other.

“Channie, are you done?” Seungcheol finally asked.

“Yes, you can go ahead now.”

You could help but let a happy squeak escape when your brother told Chan that he and you could date now that he knew that the younger would never hurt you. They boys pretended not to hear it so that Chan could watch you squirm as he (re)delivered the news to you.

Spongebob at 2 AM / Tom drabble

Pairing: Reader x Tom

Featuring: Tom Holland

Warning: fluff

Request - Number 52 with my Tom lovely x @tomsbeb 

52 -  “It’s 2 A.M, why are you watching Spongebob?”    “…I had a nightmare.”

Snoring came from beside you when you woke from your dream. Your body was covered in sweat as you peeled the duvet away. The sweat had dripped down your forehead and fell from your face, and your breathing was heavy. It had been awhile since you had a nightmare like that, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep for the rest of the night. You glanced at your snoring boyfriend and slowly rose from the bed, watching carefully where you placed your feet.

The room was dark and you felt along the walls until you made it out of the bedroom and into the living room, where you flipped on the TV. You might as well watch cartoons if you weren’t going to sleep. While the TV started to hum with the sound of midnight cartoons, you turned on a small lamp and made your way to the kitchen, where you placed a kettle on the stove.

You stood waiting for it to whistle, to make sure you would grab it before it woke your sleeping boyfriend. The kettle began to boil and you removed it from the stove, poured yourself some decaffeinated Earl Grey, then went to curl up on the couch.

The blanket that you kept in the living room was a blessing as it devoured you in its warmth, and you stared blankly at the TV as the nightmare continued to replay in your mind. You hated nightmares with a passion and usually it would help to snuggle with your boyfriend, but you didn’t want to wake him up so late in the night because you knew he would be cranky and he had interviews to go to.

“Babe?” A voice groaned from the bedroom door. Your eyes were wide as they turned to your messy haired, half-awake boyfriend.

“Tom?” You whisper-yelled at him, slowly rising from your spot on the couch, the blanket slipping from your body. “What are you doing up?” You asked, staring at him like he had grown two heads. Tom stared back at you just as confused.

“It’s 2 A.M, why are you watching Spongebob?” He asked, peering at the TV with squinted eyes, ignoring your question. You followed his eyes to the TV that displayed the cartoon he named. 

“…I had a nightmare.” You confessed, staring at the TV a moment longer before turning back to your boyfriend. Tom’s eyes fixated on you in concern. He started to make his way over, his body moving nimbly as it was still half-asleep.

“Awh, my poor baby.” He cooed, reaching you at the couch. His out stretched arms engulfed you as the two of you fell back onto the couch. His body was warm against yours - and yours had since cooled off from the before sweating.

Tom pulled you onto his lap and re-wrapped the blanket around you, covering himself with it’s warmth as well. Your body fell comfortably into his, soothing your aching mind. The nightmare you had had slipped further away as Tom’s arms tightened around you. Your head fell back against his chest as Spongebob played like a whisper in the background. 

Your eyes were closed as you focused on the beating of Tom’s heart - like a lullaby, it soothed you into sleep. 

Her body was pressed against Tom in a comforting way as his eyes drifted from her to the TV. 

He had woken from his sleep to feel the emptiness in the bed beside him. His heart had started to hammer in worry when he realized that (F/N) was no longer in the bed. Tom’s hand frantically tore the duvet off the bed, looking for any clue of her absence. When there was none, he crawled out of the heap of blankets and checked the ensuite bathroom. His girlfriend wasn’t in there either, he could see a small flicker of light underneath the bedroom door that came from the living room, and a light moment of relief washed through him.

Tom made his way to the bedroom door and pushed it open to see (F/N) curled up on the couch with the large blanket he’d bought for her the year before. 

He stared at his girlfriend in awe as her eyes flickered awake. He could tell how tired she was from the bags under her eyes. And Tom knew it was most certainly a nightmare that had strewn her awake at this godly hour. Her hair was a mess of knots and her body was slack under the blanket, her head barely staying upright. 

“Babe?” Tom called out to her, her eyes turned to him in almost slow motion as they were glued to the dull light of the TV. 

“Tom?” She asked to him, her voice a hoarse whisper. His heart fluttered at the sound, wishing he could heal it with honey. “What are you doing up?” His eyes flashed to the TV to see the cartoon that relayed on.

“It’s 2 A.M, why are you watching Spongebob?” He asked, his eyes turning back to her in a fragment of concern. (F/N)’s eyes followed his and a slow, almost ghostly smile followed the actions.

“…I had a nightmare.” Her voice scratched out. Tom reacted instantly, his body moving toward her before his brain could fully comprehend the comment.

“Awh, my poor baby.” He said, reaching her to pull her into his body. The blanket had fallen back to the couch when (F/N) stood to him. He embraced her shivering body and pulled her down on top him. The blanket encircled the two after he wrapped her in it.

Tom let out a sigh as his girlfriend rested her head against his chest. His body fully relaxed as he felt her against him. He was so worried something had happened to her when he realized she was no longer in the bed. It wasn’t very common for her to leave the bed at all during the night - let alone wake up Tom. He had felt her presence was gone and it startled him

Now, as she fell asleep in his lap, he tightened his arms around her. As if to protect her from her demons. He wanted to be her shield, and to ward off any danger or threat that could harm his Princess. His eyes dwindled on the TV before he looked down at her resting head. Tom’s heart swooned as he took in her sleeping appearance. 

“I’ll make sure the demons stay away, love.” Tom whispered, kissing the top of her head, even though he knew she was fast asleep and didn’t hear a thing. He still wanted her to know that he would be there for her.

cute? ahh idk man.

i actually really enjoyed this.


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‘And I’m on the bleachers’

Originally posted by thedolangifs

Requested:  can u make one where gray is a football player and ur in band and he’s always noticed u

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 1,580

Grayson Dolan x Reader

(y/f/n) = your friends name (y/l/n) = your last name

Hope you all enjoy! xx

I grabbed my tenor carrier and placed it on my shoulders, letting out a big sigh when our band director yelled for the drumline to hurry up.

“He’s a dick, you know?” (y/f/n) said placing the snare down on her carrier. 

I huffed, pulling my hair out from beneath the carrier and threw it up in a messy bun, grabbing my sticks off the shelf. 

“I really can’t fucking stand him anyways, making us come out here in like 94 degree weather and we have all this shit on. Like, why can’t we just march around and act like we’re playing?” I grumbled slowly walking down the stairs of our school stadium. 

“Yeah and it’s Tuesday which means we share the stadium with the football players.” (y/f/n) jumped off the last step almost falling over. 

“Hurry up drumline!” Our band director yelled.

“Fuck him. We still have to warm up anyways.” (y/f/n) was the drumline captain. She hardly did anything that our band director did and she truly didn’t care but damn did our drumline sound good. We were the best thing of this band. 

I let out a laugh and watched the football players warm up and some were mocking our group but hell, at least they don’t mock the drumline. My eyes landed on one football player - Grayson Dolan. Man, that kid had some good genes if I had to be honest. 

“Drumline!” I broke my gaze and looked over at our band director who you could tell from on the field that he was pissed at us. “Get to your set now! Silent rehearsal!” 

“Oh, drumline!” I looked over an seen the football players laughing. 

“Fuck them.” (y/f/n) mumbled walking to her set. 

Practice went by slower than ever. Our director was mainly yelling at us today but that was nothing new. I hated him with all my heart and soul. 

“Drumline, you owe me one lap!” He yelled over the intercom, the whole drumline groaning. 

I threw my sticks down and dropped my drum on the ground waiting for (y/f/n) to hurry up. 

“Come on.” I yelled fixing my bun. She yelled back and sat her drum down beside me and we began jogging. The football players were busy dancing around now since their practice was officially over for the day. My eyes landed on Grayson once again but this time, we both made eye contact, leaving Grayson there with a smirk plastered across his face. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I whispered to (y/f/n), “I made eye contact with Grayson.” She looked back.

“He’s watching you.” She whispered. 

“Dammit.” I groaned earning a laugh from her. 

We finally did the lap and grabbed our drums. The rest of the line finished before us because we didn’t really care. 

“I can’t wait to see him Friday night.”

“See who?”

I jumped and turned around, Grayson was leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face still. 

“When did you get right there?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Don’t worry about it, but hey, I can’t wait to see you Friday night either, (y/n).” He winked at me and walked away leaving me there with my mouth wide open. 

“Okay!” (y/f/n) screamed giving you a slap on your butt.

“This is ridiculous.” 

It was finally Friday night and my nerves have been crazy ever since Grayson talked to me Tuesday afternoon. I haven’t been playing good at all and I haven’t even talked to my line barely. I’m just too nervous.

I walked into the school, my feet sliding against the floor. (y/f/n) was already at the drumline closet getting her stuff out. 

“Hey.” I mumbled leaning against the wall. 

“Hey!” She smiled at me and handed me my carrier. “Better not fuck up the banner tonight.” She yelled from the closet. 

I just laughed and threw my hair into another messy bun. I quickly said hey to the guard members and grabbed my uniform from the band room. The gym door flew opened, revealing Grayson and Ethan. Grayson winked at me and walked towards the field, leaving me there speechless once again. 

I sighed and shook my head tossing my uniform down on the ground, sliding down the wall. 

“Why does he have to notice me now?” I rubbed my face and looked over at (y/f/n).

“I don’t know but your head better be on straight.” She walked outside with the rest of the band leaving me there.

“Hurry up, (y/l/n).” I looked over an saw the band director, he shook his head then did the biggest eye roll ever.

I quickly got dressed and lined up with the rest of the line. We all walked down to the field and my eyes immediately went to number 47. He turned around and let out a smile when he saw you. Never has a football player noticed a band kid at our high school. (y/f/n) nudged me in the arm making me look forward and notice our director glaring at me. 

“You know he wants to talk to you right?” I looked over and furrowed my eyebrows at her.


“Well he does.”

Before I could answer, our director pulled me to the side and directed me to take my drum off. 

“(y/n), your drumming has been very off this week and you have been going in and out of space. I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I’m going to let you play tonight even though I shouldn’t. Get your head in the game and don’t fuck up.” he patted my back and walked away leaving me there pissed off. 

“Line up!” He yelled. 

I threw my drum back on and walked to my spot and let out a big sigh. 

Once the banner was finished, we all filed into the bleachers. My focus stayed on Grayson. I don’t know why he decided to talk to me all of the sudden but hell, I really loved the attention. Our high school was winning but they can all say thanks to Ethan and Grayson for getting all those touchdowns. 

“Get ready! They’re fixing to score again!” 

Grayson scored another touchdown making me scream. (Y/f/n) rolled her eyes and let out a laugh. Grayson looked back at me an winked making me blush. 

“Drumline, you’re cleaning the stadium tonight!” 

I rolled my eyes and tossed my sticks on the drum. 

“Chill it with the attitude, (y/l/n).”

“Fuck this, I’ll just go get the trash can.” I jogged down the stairs and grabbed the trash can, placing it underneath (y/f/n). I looked around and seen the twins taking pictures with their parents. It was their senior year and after every game, whether they won or lost, their family took pictures with them. I felt a smile creep onto my face.

“Yo (y/n).” I jumped and shoved (y/f/n)’s hands out of my face. “Come on, we’re done.” 

I put the trash can back and grabbed all my equipment and let out a sigh. Grayson probably wasn’t even going to talk to me. I mean, I’m not that popular anyways so what’s the point. 

“Later guys!” I laughed at (y/f/n).

“You’re so fake.” 

“It’s my duty to be nice to my line, (y/n).”

 I tossed my carrier on the rack, turning around and smacking into someones body. I jerked my head up and seen Grayson smiling down at me.

“Can we talk alone?” He questioned.


I grabbed my belongings and told (y/f/n) bye and walked with Grayson out to my car.

“So,” I mumbled tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

“I- um- I was wondering if you actually wanted to go on a date with me?”

I let out a laugh and tossed my stuff in the backseat of my car.

“A date? With me? A stupid band kid. You know you’ll get made fun of.” 

He shrugged his shoulders and leaned against my car. “I hope you know (y/n) that you’re actually pretty known around the school and you’re quite popular. You aren’t like the other band kids, they’re nerds and you have a bit of spunk in you that just made me become attracted to you.”

I chuckled and rolled my eyes earning a sigh from him. “Really feel like this is a bet.” 

“It’s not!” He got closer to me, making me blush.


He cut me off by smashing his lips onto mine. I was shocked but soon relaxed into the kiss, letting my fingers get tangled in his hair. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip but I smirked, pulling back.

“What’s that for?” He mumbled pushing a piece of my fallen hair back.

“We haven’t even went on a first date and you already wanna swap spit. How classy.” I laughed and opened my car door. 

“Well, how about a date tomorrow night, at six?”

I raised my eyebrow and looked down, “Sure.” 

Grayson smiled and left a kiss on my cheek, “See ya later, (y/l/n).”

“See ya later, Dolan.” 

Grayson winked at me and jogged over to his car where his brother was busy playing on his phone. I can’t believe this is happening.

“So?” I jumped and turned around seeing (y/f/n) at her car smiling at me.

“Ya girl got a date tomorrow night at 6!” 

She squealed and gave me a high five over the top of her car.

“Good luck.” She gave me a wink and got into her car, driving off.

I smiled, turning my car on and backing out, looking over at Grayson who was steady watching my car. I bit my lip and drove off with my cheeks blushing and already wondering what I was going to wear tomorrow.

Emmeline Vance | Ravenclaw | 5th Year | Half-blood | Open

Personality Traits:

focused, respectful, blunt, unsympathetic, open-minded

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“Emme is cool- as long as you don’t interrupt her studying.” - Mary MacDonald

“She comes off as mean sometimes because she doesn’t beat around the bush.” - Kingsley Shacklebot

“When we play the Ravenclaws in Quidditch I always make sure I’m across the field from Vance- she’s terrifying.” - James Potter


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playing with fire (8) | taehyung

Originally posted by jjilljj

genre: fluff, fuckboy taehyung, smut                                                          

pairing: taehyung x reader

summary: you knew what you were in for, but it was too late to get out. besides, it’s not like you wanted to anyways.

last chapter: here

 Throughout life, your bound to meet someone who is unlike any other.  You could be with and talk with that person for hours, and never get bored. Tell them things you would never tell anyone else, and they’d never judge you. That person is your soulmate, your best friend. Because the best relationships usually begin unexpectedly. That’s how you felt about Namjoon. It’s how you still feel about him.

“Why do you still have all this stuff?” Y/F/N ask you, as she rummages through your bottom drawer. Which contained almost every single thing Namjoon gave you. From pictures, to books, and accessories. 

“You even kept this stupid ring!” She scoffs at you, glaring at the jewelry in her hand. You snatch it back and frown. “I haven’t had the heart to get rid of anything,” You tell her honestly.

Parts of you was still clinging onto the bits of Namjoon that you had left. Wether it was a book he recommended you to read or a polaroid of the two of you. Anything that would make you never forget what you once had. 

“And it’s not stupid,” You mumble. “We got that together on my birthday. By they way, happy birthday Namjoon,” 

Y/F/N rolls her eyes in annoyance. “It’s time for you to get over him. This has been long overdue. Plus, you have a boyfriend. How would Taehyung feel about this?” She presses you. 

You sit up from your bed, puzzled. “Taehyung isn’t my boyfriend. We went on one date, and that’s it,” You say, putting so much emphasis on the last two words. That was really it. After your date, the two of you haven’t spoken along that. Taehyung texted you here and there, but you deliberately ignored him. And he got the message and didn’t bother you. 

“God, if I was Taehyung, I would so drop you. I can’t imagine a guy leaving me high and dry and other types of mixed signals,” Y/F/N says. 

“Is it bad if I say I’m sort of playing him at his own game,” You question yourself. 

“Yes,” She gasp at you. “Up to now he’s been treating you so well. Don’t ruin it,” She warns you.

The sound of your phone alerted the both of you. You grab your phone scanning the screen. “Is it him?” Y/F/N ask you.

You shook your head. “It’s Jimin,” You look over the messages he sent and sighed. “He’s asking me what did I do to Taehyung. Apparently, he’s acting like “he’s on his period”- how nice,” You slightly laugh. 

Out of no where, Y/F/N grabs your phone and runs into the bathroom. You jump off your bead and chase after her, highly perplexed with what just happened. “What are you doing, Y/F/N!” You yell. 

“You’ll see,” Her answer was muffled on the other side of the door. Suddenly, the door swings open and your phone was shoved in your face. On the screen, showed Taehyung’s name. 

“What the hell,” You whispered yelled. Grabbing the phone and ready to press the end button. 

“No,” Y/F/N screams at the top of her lungs before jumping on your back. “Talk to him!” She says.

You scream in frustration as the weight is put on your back. “Get off!” You yell with strain, moving the phone away from her reach. “Stop!” The two of you stumble into the room and on your floor. 

“OW,” You wince. 

“Answer him,” Y/F/N pins you down the floor and takes the phone putting it against your ear. 

“Hello,” You croak out of breath. After hearing no response you take the phone seeing that their was no one on the line. You groan and push Y/F/N off of you. “Can you give me a minute please,” 

Y/F/N nods at you and leaves your room for a moment. You sit up from the floor and sit again you bed, clicking Taehyung’s name once more. It rang about twice before he picks up. “Yeah,” He speaks.

Your face became heated and your heart was racing. “Uh, h—hi,” You stutter and clear your throat immediately. “I’m so sorry about what just happened,” You bit your lip, just wanting to bang your head against the wall.

Taehyung chuckles. “Don’t worry about it,” He tells you.

“Taehyung listen, I’m sorry for ignoring you. I just needed some time, I guess. I don’t know. I’m just confused; I’m still confused. Things are hard for me right now,” You explain to him. “But our date. It was the greatest thing I ever done in a long time. I loved it,,” 

“That’s good to hear. You worried me for a while,” He says. 

“So, you can stop being bitter, okay.” You assure him. 

“I was never bitter,” He retorts.

“You were being a little bitch,” 

“Y/N!” He yells.

You hold your stomach from laughter and couldn’t help but smile. “I’m sorry, again”

“I can’t be mad at you, Y/N. Ever.” He says. 

You were currently internally screaming. Why did this boy make you feel like this? Like you were falling in love all over again. 

“It’s late. You should go to bed,” Taehyung speaks.

“Okay, tell Jimin good night for me. And Jungkook, if he’s there.” You say.

“Please don’t say his name,” Taehyung groans.

“What? Jimin or Jungkook?” You tease him.

“Y/N, I’m serious.” He growls.

“Good night, jealous boy,” You told him and hung up before he can say anything further. 

“I love when couples make up,” Y/F/N come in jittering. Your big smile then became a frown, once you recollected yourself. “We’re not together,” You respond back.

“Your not together, yet. Give it some time. I say in about three weeks or less. You’ll be Kim Taehyung’s first girlfriend ever.” Y/F/N gushes. You couldn’t help but have a scenario in your head. You being Taehyung’s girlfriend. It’s so unlikely, so unexpected. Never happened before, others would say.

“Oh, shut up already and let’s just go to sleep,” You say getting into your bed. 

The two of you head to sleep. Waiting for the events of tomorrow.

You and Y/F/N sit at the kitchen table eating cereal when you suddenly receive a text. 

taehyung : im picking you up in a few minutes

“Aw, he’s so sweet. You guys are totally in the dating stage. When he picks you up, drops you home, he’s definitely going to be more intimate, and give you cute pet names and all that good stuff.” Y/F/N cooed. 

You gagged and finished the rest of your breakfast. “Please stop talking,” You tell her putting the bowls in the cereal. “You love it, admit it,” She presses you. Ignoring her, you get up and head to the living room to grab your bag. Just at that moment, you hear a car honking outside.

Y/F/N squeals and pushes you out the way as she bolts to the door. Your father wasn’t home, like always so you had to lock the door yourself. There was Taehyung’s hot ride in front of your house. You take a deep breathe and head down your stairs.

You see Taehyung immediately come out the car to open the door for you. “Thanks,” You say to him as you get in. You turn around in your seat to see Jungkook and Y/N. “Hey Jungkook,” You greet the boy.

He slightly looks at you and gaze at your neck for a split second. “Hey,” He finally says, clearing his throat. You smirked and turned around, not expecting the boy to be awkward around. What happened, happened. Plus the hickey’s were faded. 

Taehyung get’s in the car and starts it up. The ride was silent for a while. Not a single person uttering a work. And you wish it stayed like that until Y/F/N opened her big mouth. “So Taehyung, when you gonna pop the big question to Y/N?” She ask aloud. You gulped and sat up straighter.

“Uh, when she’s ready to start a relationship with me,” He says with no hesitation.

You briefly looked at Taehyung and then back at the window. A shy smile creepng up on your lips, but you let no one see it. “You hear that Y/N,” She hisses at you.

Once you see the school building, you immediately open the car door, which made Taehyung stop the car; and you get out. A few head turns once noticing Taehyung’s car, and of course; you. You still didn’t care what people thought of the two of you. It’s just what they make it.

“Y/N,” You heard Taehyung call out to you. You stop in your tracks and waited for him to catch up, so you two can walk together. “Sorry, If I said something wrong,” He told you.

You shook your head. “Don’t be sorry. You were just being you,” You tell him. Taehyung chooses to not bring the conversation any further, so the two of you walk silently into the school building. 

“So, um, are you up for a second date by any chance?” Taehyung ask. You hear the shyness in his voice, and it almost made you smile.

“What do you have in mind?” You ask.

Taehyung eye’s suddenly became brighter. “We can, go to the zoo. Or go out to eat. Oh, there’s also the animal shelter I’ve been wanting to go to. Jimin would never go with me because—he’s Jimin. And I sort of ignored Kookie for a while.” He rambles.

You frown as you reached to your locker. “Please tell me your not still mad at him. It’s not his fault. In fact, it was no ones. Well, maybe yours for having those fucked up drinks,” 

Taehyung groans and leans his head against a locker. “I just didn’t- I don’t want anyone touching you and being with you,” He says.

“What I’m hearing is, it makes you jealous,” A teasing smile appears on your face. Taehyung moves closer to you and stares deep into your soul. “Very jealous,” 

You found yourself getting tense and tried to relax at the closeness. “All right then,” You mustered up some words to say. “I’ll only be with you,” 

Taehyung took an advantage of this moment to press his lips against yours. You depend the kiss and soon your tongues were colliding. You pulled away completely embarrassed by the kiss and hid yourself in his chest. “What’s wrong?” He ask you, pecking you on your forehead.

You shyly look up at him and sigh. “What are you doing to me?” You didn’t expect an answer. But all he did was look down at you and smile. 

Y/F/N was certainly right about how Taehyung would start acting around you. He was surely more touchy. Began holding your hand out of no where, and start caressing your face. It was cute. And you hated how it made you feel. You were deeply effected by his actions. Some moments you wanted to rip every strand of hair out your head or better yet die.

“I’m taking you home,” Taehyung says as school dismisses. Your no longer going to comment or protest anything he does anymore. You liked how he was trying. Trying to build something up with you. And again you say, you hated how you were starting feel.

He takes your hand and you two walk out the building and to where his car was parked. “Did Jimin come to school today?” You ask aloud as he opens the car door for you.

He closes and jogs to the other side getting in. “Nope, he was setting up for our  friend’s birthday party tonight. It’s gonna be a huge surprise. You should come, I want you to meet my other friends.” He tells you.

“Woah slow your role, I didn’t even meet your parents yet,” You laugh at your own joke.

“You will when they come back from Daegu,” Taehyung says.

Your eyes widen at this and your suddenly stiff in your seat. You cough awkwardly and look out the window as he drove. “Remember when you told me that we’ll see where things end up for us.” He says.

You furrow your eyebrows for a second and nodded, recalling the night of the party. “Yeah,”

“Well let me give you a visual. Me and you are going to be happy together. We’re going to go on all the dates we can think of. Do the craziest things. Maybe might get arrested for it, knowing me. Then your going to see how you completely changed me,” He explains.

“Ugh, your just like him. Saying the cheesiest shit out of no where,” You say looking down.


“My ex, not important,” You say. 

“Tell me about this ex, so I can know what my competition is like in the future,” Tahyung pries.

Slightly chuckling, you look out the window. “He was definitely smarter then you. Older too.”

“Oh, is that a kink,” Taehyung teases you and poked your side rapidly. 

You laughed out loud and swatted his hand away. “Really though, he was an amazing guy. I’m sure he still is,” You say.

“Well, he’s dumb for losing you,” Taehyung tells you as he pulls up to the front of your house.

You smile to yourself and turn to look at Taehyung. As soon as he turned his head to look at you. You swoop in to kiss his lips. The kiss lasting more longer then ones you shared. This brought him to cuff your face and bring you in more, your tongues meeting. You pull away leaving him in shock. “Wh—What was that for?” He stutters out. 

“I’m starting to like you Kim Taehyung,” You answer and make your way out of the car.

You and Y/F/N had drove over to Taehyung’s house for the surprise party he was planning for his friend.  “God, he’s always having a party,” You mumble as your park the car nearby.

“I’m cool with it, their always fun,” She says to you excitingly getting out of the car and running towards Taehyung’s house. You tugged on your gray bodycon dress as it was hiking up. Usually you would never wear anything like this. But tonight, you wanted to be more vigorous. 

“Stop you look great. The shorter the better,” Y/F/N says from the front door, repeatidly. 

You growl at her as you reached the door. It was suddenly opened by a stranger who looked both of you up and down. “Nice,” He said. You rolled you eyes and bumped him out of the way as you make it inside the house. 

The home was decorated with birthday things, such as balloons, streamers and many more. “I’m gonna go find Jungkook,” Y/F/N said. You nodded and watched her leave before wandering around the house. 

Suddenly, you felt two arms wrap around you. You grin as you felt his chin lean on your shoulder. “You look really good,” He said lowly in your ear. 

“Aren’t you gonna tell me it’s too short,” You shuffle out of his grip to turn to him. 

“No,” He immediately says, pulling you into him. “I’m not that type of guy. Your an independent woman. Wear what you want.”

You widen your eyes and couldn’t help but laugh. You cuff his face in concern. “Either your really woke or your just trying to get me in bed,” You say ruffling his hair. 

Taehyung laughs and takes your hand. “Come on, my friend is coming any second now,” He pulls you into the entrance of the house were a couple of people already started gathering around. Jimin comes through the door and immediately closes it. “He’s coming! Everyone shut up! Jungkook the lights,” He says, before taking the spot next to you. Everyone stopped muttering and got into their places. “Don’t be mad,” He whispers to you.

You turned to him with confusion. “Why?” 

Taehyung hands you one of those mini confetti cannons. And you gladly took it, ready to pull it once the person came in. The lights then went out. You felt Taehyung hands wrap around your waist, and you would’ve gutted him; but you allowed it, the feeling brining you comfort. 

Just then the door opens, as three figures appeared. Then the lights turned and everyone simultaneously yelled surprise. You looked ahead at the person who walked in. Eyeing every inch of him. Your heart sank to hell, and probably anything below it. There stood Kim Namjoon, and his friends who use to be your friends, Yoongi, Hoseok and Jin. 

It was when he made eye contact with you, you lost it. You pulled the string on your confetti cannon out late, earning stares. His hair was a nice lavender color. He look so damn good. In that moment, you wanted to be shot dead. Why him? Why now? Especially, now. You were slowly getting over him. And he just pops up out of the blue and knocks you down. Still making you feel this way, even though your not together. You hate it. You hate it so much.

But hate doesn’t last forever. And neither does love. 

i say sorry way too many times. the wait is over. finally namjoon is here shake shit up, lmfaoo. hopefully it gets good from her. also feedback is really nice….cuz to me this chapter was kinda shitty and let me know if i’m dragging the story. cuz i have way to many ideas. so like it up. 

Fix It

Originally posted by umpontoazulnoceu

Jeff Atkins x Reader
Request: No.
Word Count: 1,538
A/N: So I had the idea to do this earlier and…now I’m sad. I didn’t go into too much detail with this one, but bear with me for the beginning. Please leave requests and yeah…That’s really all I have to say. If you want to ‘enhance’ the experience, a song you can listen to while reading this is Surrender - IAMX and then also Easier - Mansionair. Enjoy!
Warnings: Mentions of Suicide attempt
Italics = You, Bold = Jeff, Bold Italics = Friend’s mom
(Y/F/N) = Your Friend’s Name, (Y/F/LN) = Your Friend’s Last Name

 Your heart raced as you picked up your bag and dashed out of the classroom. Voices from behind called out your name, but the sound became faded as you neared to main doors. You were upset, beyond upset. (Y/F/N) had been emitted to the hospital earlier that day, and it broke you heart. They’ve been with you through everything, they were always there for you and you couldn’t stand to know that they were hurting. The newly brought pain pricked at you as you sprinted to the hospital, you decided it would take too long to drive, you needed to be with your friend now. The run was shorter than you had expected, but still you were out of breath. You burst through the glass doors of the building and leaned over to try and catch your breath. The people there turned to look at you, and a few even asked if you needed help, but you waved them off. Slowly you walked up to the front desk and asked for your friend. The lady, who was wearing a knee length white dress, eyed you before speaking. “Excuse me Ma'am, only family members are allowed to see Mrs. (Y/F/LN) at this time.” Your hands balled into fists and you shook your head, “Excuse me but-” “It’s okay, she’s with me.” (Y/F/N)’s mother put a hand on your shoulder while looking at the lady behind the desk. She politely smiled before motioning for me to follow her. You took this time to examine her, and it was obviously that she’d been crying. The stains from her tears left that part of her face a different color, she was still dressed in her work clothes but they looked wrinkled and sloppy. You both arrived at the elevator and stepped in. Mrs. (Y/F/LN) pushed the button that would take you guys to the appropriate floor and leaned back. It was quiet because you were the only two, and you didn’t know if you should ask about the situation or not. You’d spaced out looking at the floor, but was brought back into reality when the elevator ‘dinged.’ The doors opened, and Mrs. (Y/F/LN) exited first with you following close behind. She stopped at a room with the number 537 printed next to the door. It was odd, she didn’t move to go inside, but rather just stood there. It seemed that she’d drifted into thought, and you’d really felt bad for her. You could see that she was learning how to cope with it all, and you knew it wasn’t easy. The sound of the doorknob twisting was brought to your attention, and the doctor stepped out. He kindly smiled, moving around to get to where he needed to be. Your throat became dry as you stepped into the bright, white room. (Y/F/N) was lying in the bed, with a mask over their face. Their eyes were closed and it looked to be that they were sleeping. But everything was so real, you could see the hint of pain written all over them. You sat down in the seat next to the bed and grabbed your friend’s hand. The mother walked back in and quietly sat next to you. “I guess I never told you why (he/she) is here.” She looked drained, and you thought it was weird what grief could do to you in a short amount of time. “It was a suicide attempt, overdose to be exact, (Y/F/N)’s in a coma and the doctors don’t know if (he/she) will make it.” You wondered if she could hear you heart break, because to you it was loud. You were blaming yourself for everything, and you thought that maybe (Y/F/N) had accused you of not caring before attempting to take their life. The tears rolled down your smooth cheek, but it was silent. It was the type of agony that was hushed, the type of agony that didn’t show exactly what you were feeling. Because in reality you wanted to bawl, and not in silence. You wanted to scream, and show everyone that you were hurting. The ringer on your phone went off, and you stepped outside to take the call. It was your boyfriend Jeff Atkins. You were debating on whether or not to tell him what happened but you knew, at the end of the day, that you’d need him. “Hello?” Your breath was shaky as you answered the phone. “Hey, what happened to you?! You just left, is something wrong?!” Jeff was practically yelling and you moved the phone away from your ear until he finished speaking. “I’m at the hospital, can you…I need-please?” You had tried forming a proper sentence but your voice was failing you. “I’m on my way okay?” You didn’t answer but dropped your arm to the side of your body. Turning, you walked to the end of the hall to take the elevator down to the first floor. Upon reaching the ground floor, you walked into the waiting room and sat in one of the cushioned blue chairs. You leaned your head against the wall, waiting for Jeff to arrive. It took him about thirty minutes to get there, and when he walked through the door you saw he was carrying two bags. “What’d you buy?” Taking the seat next to you, he pulled out some small baggies with sandwiches in them. “I thought you’d be hungry.” You took one of the bags as he handed you a bottle of water. Instead of digging in, you put your head on his shoulder. Jeff then pulled out a notepad and a black pen, handing it over to you. “I didn’t think you’d want to talk about it, so I thought maybe you’d write about it.” Setting the food aside, you took the materials and set them in your lap. “My friend tried to overdose,” “(Y/N) you don’t have to-” “And I blame myself, for everything.” As much as you tried to blink away your tears, it didn’t work. They were stronger then last time, you were crying. Jeff pulled you into his lap, and rubbed your back. You buried your face into his neck and continued to cry. When your wails had died down you started again, “I could’ve saved (him/her), but I wasn’t there enough. I didn’t listen enough, I…I didn’t care enough.” “Stop, stop…you can’t blame yourself for something like this.” You could hear that he was crying too, “I hate seeing you like this. It’s a terrible thing, yes, but you can’t do anything about it. Maybe we’ll never know why they did what they did but you shouldn’t blame yourself for it.” “I messed up…” “You’re only human (Y/N).” You stayed silent for a while, in the comfort of your boyfriend’s lap. You’d become tired from the amount of crying earlier and fell asleep.
   You woke up and it felt like you had only been asleep for a few minutes. Your eyes were red, and stung a bit. Jeff was already up and kissed your temple, “Morning beautiful.” You chuckled, knowing you looked like mess but that was Jeff, a complete sweetheart. You got up to stretch and decided that you’d go upstairs to check on your friend again. “You coming?” You asked. He got up and followed you to the elevator. When you reached the floor, multiple doctors and nurses kept running out of the same room. Mrs. (Y/F/LN) came out with her hands covering her face and walked towards you grabbing your hand. “You’ve been a good friend, but I think you should go now honey.” “What’s going on, is (Y/F/N) okay? What’s happen-” “Just please…you should go.” You’d guess that Jeff go the message because he pulled you back to leave. You weren’t slow, you had an idea of what happened but you didn’t want to believe it. “Your mother has been blowing up your phone, I should get you home.” Jeff had carried you to the car and put your seatbelt on for you. You didn’t really move around because you felt dead inside without your best friend. His hand found you thigh, and rubbed it in a comforting motion, “It’s okay babe, you’re gonna be okay.”
   Soon you had arrived home, greeted by your mother yelling out at you. You left Jeff downstairs to explain what had happened, and walked up to your bedroom. Not bothering to change clothes, you laid down on your back looking up at the ceiling. Jeff walked in not too long after and crawled on top of you, laying his head on your chest. Your hands instantly started playing with his hair, and for a minute you forgot just exactly what you were dealing with. “I know you’ve tried your best, and I know you’re hurting but…you shouldn’t beat yourself up. I know your heart is broken but I can fix it.” “Hold me.” You sounded desperate and you were. He rolled over to your side before putting his arms around you. “Get some sleep, it’s been a rough day.” Jeff left a few kisses on your neck and closed his eyes. But what he didn’t know as he drifted to sleep was that you weren’t nearly as broken anymore.


Day Full Of Surprises [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAYBIRD!!! This one is especially for his birthday so I hope you love it!

Thanks to @crazymangaluv for helping me come up with this idea. You’re the greatest!!

Quietly you snuck through the front door of your shared apartment. You’d been gone for about a month on a mission with Dick and weren’t supposed to get back this soon. Though, the both of you worked your tails off and were able to take down a huge drug trafficking ring in time for you to make it home for Jason’s birthday.

He knew and understood this mission was unavoidable and supported you in taking it. But he was a bit disheartened that you wouldn’t be around for his birthday. Honestly, you were the reason his birthdays felt special again. You always made such a big deal about it, always planning him parties and presents. It showed him even more so how much you cared about him.

You knew he felt this way and it made excitement bubble in your chest as you carefully set your bags down in the hallway. Sneaking into the bedroom to see him passed out under the covers. He was sprawled out, taking up the entire bed. Suppressing a laugh you tiptoed into the room and sat next to him on the bed. Carefully running your fingers through his hair, nails lightly grazing his scalp. Something you knew he always liked.

He slowly began to stir. A groan escaping his lips. You smiled and kissed his head, “Good morning birthday boy” your voice soft. Hearing your voice he woke up immediately, his eyes opening groggily, “[F/n]?” He rubbed his eyes as if you were a dream. Vision clearing he saw you sitting there, a smile on your features.

“[F/n]!” He grinned and shot to sit up. “What are you doing here?”

You chuckled, “We got done early and I wanted to surprise you.” You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lip. Smiling you mumbled, “Surprise!” He chuckled before pulling you against him and flipping over so you were underneath him as he kissed you. “I missed you so much” He pulled away to look at you. Sighing happily, you ran your fingers through his hair, “I missed you too. I’m sorry I almost missed your birthday.” He shook his head, “Don’t be. You’re here and I couldn’t ask for a better present.”

Smiling you pulled his lips back to yours. You looked up at him lovingly, his hand cupped your cheek and his thumb traced under your eye, taking note of the dark circles that had formed. “You look exhausted.” He commented while looking into your eyes, moving to where he could pull you into his chest. Nodding you nuzzled into him. “I haven’t gotten a full night sleep all month.”

Running his fingers through your hair, he said. “How about we go back to bed? It is my birthday after all.” He grinned and you chuckled. “I think I can accommodate that.” Feeling him pull you closer to him. Right then Jason realised how much he missed the feeling of you in his arms. Easily he fell back asleep, the both of you getting the best sleep you both had since you left.

After sleeping for a few hours, you both woke up together. Following getting ready you took him out for brunch to wherever he wanted. Saying it was your treat and his birthday so he wasn’t going to pay for anything. He tried a few times but you didn’t allow it, making the waitress laugh. Next you took him to his favorite places in Gotham and the both of you just spent time together. It had been so long since you both just had time like this together.

Where you’d hug his arm as you walked through the park, or how he’d wrap his arm around you in public, crowded, places to make sure he didn’t lose you.

To Jason, this was honestly the best present he could’ve gotten. Just you being with him and loving him. It’s all he wanted, all he’s ever wanted. So he decided he wanted to do something he’d been planning earlier than scheduled.

You both were supposed to head to the manor but instead Jason decided just to lay with you in the park. The grass was green and soft. In this moment it was hard to believe you both were still in Gotham. Your head lay on his chest as you both just watched the sky. There was a comfortable silence before Jason broke it, “Hey [F/n], want to know what would make this birthday even better?”

You peeked up at him with your chin resting on his chest. “What?” Asking curiously.

“If you said ‘yes’.” Your brows furrowed in confusion. “Yes to what?”

He smiled before digging in his pocket, pulling out a black velvet box. “Yes to this.” He flicked the box open, showing a beautiful engagement ring. You sat up immediately, “Jason are you asking me too..?”

He nodded, “Yes.” Instantaneously you leaped forward, wrapping your arms around his neck, “That’s my line” you chuckled before kissing him. He happily kissed you back before sliding the ring on your finger. You grinned and kissed him again, “I wasn’t planning on asking today, but the moment just felt too perfect.” He confessed, making you smile ear to ear.

“Well, I think it was just the right moment.” Beaming as you looked into his eyes. “I love you Jason. Happy birthday.”

He kissed the back of your hand that had the ring on it before answering, “I love you too.”


@memento-scribet you wanted tagged in Jaybird stuff, so here is some Jaybird for ya.