Trying to do some fanfic or fanart while a little person is constantly getting out of bed. Needs a drink of water, scared of the dark (the light is on), scared of Maleficent (interchanged with My Little Pony Moonshine, neither of which have been watched in the last 6 months) is bored, escalating to gravely ill. No temperature, though. How very ODD. Spits on themself pretending to vomit in a last ditch attempt to convince of need to call an ambulance…
…I love being a mother but it’d be nice to get a bit of a creative life in and amongst the bodily fluids. And to actually use my brain for more than strategically avoiding WW3 in my living room over the latest coveted piece of plastic (and failing miserably).
Anyone else with this issue? You want to be creative but your self-made gremlins are intent on putting up roadblocks? I’d like to think when I DO get to create, it enhances my resilience and compassion etc, thus benefitting my fandom output in some small way. But all I’ve really discovered is that gin is a good low-calorie substitute for wine. 😬😬
Of course, I love them really. But I love Heero too…😂
the otp fluff generator, I decided to challenge myself and write something that
I’m not super comfortable with: a kiss scene. The prompt goes: “Mairin is a bad
kisser and she knows it. Alain gives her a tutorial on kissing.” This doesn’t
really fit into my headcanons, but hey, sometimes it’s fun to write something
different. Mairin is 18 (whoops that means Bonnie might have gotten into a bar underage… Or maybe in Kalos you can do that once you turn 16) and Alain 23.
The black haired Pokémon doctor student lifted his gaze from his book (”Mega evolution and its side effects”). The girl sitting next to him was being so quiet that he was getting suspicious.
tried sounding casual, but failed miserably.
OK? You look kinda weird,” he noted, and the color of Mairin’s face turned a bright shade of pink. Alain had learned to
read her pretty well during the years, even if she was doing her best to hide some of her feelings from him. There were things she didn’t want him to know because it might have affected their friendship.
thanks. I wonder how you’d look like if someone told you that you are a bad kisser,”
she blurted out, saying accidentally more than she had originally planned.
Being Tony Stark’s Daughter and Dating Peter Parker would include:
Author’s Note: I really love these headcannon lists so I decided to try them out, hope you enjoy <3
Warning(s): swearing and Deadpool tbh
Being Tony Stark’s Daughter and Dating Peter Parker would include:
• LMAO LORDY HERE WE GO
•meeting him by chance at Starbucks. -they’d call out ‘Stark’ to come pick up your drink and Peter would freak out.
•he’d try and talk to you about the ‘stark internship’ and you’d be like 'tf are you?’ -“Hi I’m P-Parker Pete, I mean Peter Parker” -“okay do you want like an autograph or something???”
•he’d be like stumbling over his words and you’d think he was cute so you’d sign his arm with your number and he’d freak out.
•he wouldn’t know whether or not to call you or how to talk to you so he just wouldn’t. -Ned yelling at him bc Peter is stupid.
•and you’d be upset that this Parker Pete dude didn’t call you back and Tony would try to cheer you up.
•you’d be a huge Spider-Man fan
•like high-key Spidey fan
•and for some reason Tony forgot to tell you that he knew Spiderman.
•so you’d flip shit when Tony would come into the compound with an unmasked Spiderman. -“you?? Know?? SPIDEY?? And you??? Didn’t??? Tell me???” -“(Y/N) please, I’m old and highly susceptible to heart attacks”
•then you’d flip shit on Peter for not calling you. -“and you Parker Pete! You didn’t call me??”
•completely ignoring the fact that Peter is spiderman.
•dropping by during training sessions.
•getting sent out bc you’re too distracting.
•convincing Tony to let you go public school so you can 'monitor’ Peter’s progress.
•Peter showing off your friendship to everyone.
•picking up Ned and Peter in one of Tony’s flashy cars just to prove Flash wrong.
•sticking up for Peter 99.9% of the time.
•Peter being grateful for having you as a friend.
•you end up crushing on Peter haaaard -it being painfully obvious to everyone but Peter -Ned teasing you for it until the end of time.
•he asks you out at one of Liz’s parties during 7 minutes of heaven. -“so- *kiss*-I was thinking- *kiss*-maybe later we could- *kiss*” -“yes Peter I’ll go out with you”
•keeping it a secret from Tony bc he thinks dating will interfere with Peter being Spiderman.
•dating for like a year behind Tony’s back.
•the avengers finding out bc Wanda accidentally reads your thoughts one day :) -“you made out with Peter?” -“WHo toLd yOu ThAt?”
•overprotective mother!Steve Rogers.
•dates swinging above the New York skyline.
•Peter sneaking into your room when he gets hurt.
•making up crazy excuses when Tony almost barges into your room. -“IM ON MY PERIOD! BLOOD! BLOOD EVERYWHERE!” -“I’m too old for this”
•Tony inviting Peter to team dinners. -holding hands under the table. -blowing kisses when Tony isn’t looking.
•makeout sessions on the roofs of sky scrapers.
•attempting to do the Spider-Man kiss. -“Peter I think we’re doing this wrong” -“No I got this” *web snaps* “AHhH”
•“Y/N NO” “Y/N YES”
•Ned being disturbed by your PDA.
•kisses by the lockers.
•flash flirting with you
•he’d like clench his jaw and glare and you’d find that really hot tbh.
•but then flash would say some dumb shit like “how’d penis Parker get a hot babe like you?”
•you almost breaking Flash’s arm
•Peter cheering you on.
•Slapping Peter’s ass at school when no ones looking
•Peter blushing all the time bc it happens on a daily basis
•Getting angry at your dad when he takes away Peter’s suit. -“Y/N talk to me” -“Not until you give Peter back his suit” -“he doesn’t deserve it” -“he deserves everything in the world and so much more than you. He tried to help you, but you didn’t listen!”
•Tony being hurt bc you’ve never fought with him before.
•him wondering why you’re defending Peter.
•it finally clicking that you’re dating Peter.
•Tony being mad at you for keeping it a secret.
•Peter not wanting to come between you and your dad’s close relationship
•coming to Peter’s defence when Tony tries to 'kill’ him. -“dad no! I love him” -“you love me?”
-“ew this is so sweet I can feel the diabetes already”
•PDA around the avengers tower after that -“The 'making out’ is disturbing me”
-“Peter! Peter! What time did the man go to the dentist?!’’
-”(Y/N) go away"
-“Tooth hurt-y! get it?”
•study dates -turning into makeout sessions -resulting in you guys being supervised by vision
•you trying on the suit -almost suffocating -accidentally swinging out into the streets of New York -you going to hospital -lectures from Tony.
•getting the talk from Wade -crying afterwards bc Wade is weird. -Tony trying to kill Wade
•“PETER NO” “PETER YES”
•passing notes in class
•staring at each other in class
•detentions together -resulting in you making out in the back. -resulting in you guys getting kicked out of detention -never getting detention from other teachers bc they are disturbed by teen romance
•girl talks with Michelle and Liz -Ned and Peter trying to spy on you guys -Ned and Peter treating it like a secret mission and having code names. -“Nedstar 101, I have visual on the birds” -“copy that Peterpiper” -“you know we can see you guys right” -“abort mission! abort mission! We’ve been compromised!”
•getting mad when Peter doesn’t ask you to homecoming. -him being really confused bc he thought he didn’t have to ask since you guys were dating.
•Peter getting the silent treatment. -“BaBbBeeee” -“PlEASe talk to mEee”
•Asking Ned for help -failing miserably and making you even more mad.
•going to Tony for help -also failing miserably. -“she’s your daughter??? How did this go so wrong???” -“I don’t know!? I’m a failure!?”
•Peter sitting outside your bedroom door for like 2 hours. -forgiving him when you come home to find him sleeping there.
•tickle fights -Peter accidentally kicking you in the face. -going to the hospital again. -getting lectures from Tony and Steve.
•cooking with Aunt May
•May loves you
•girl talks with May -Peter trying to spy on these.
•going to Thai restaurants with May and Peter -sometimes Tony would come -things would get weird -Thai food puns
•May and Peter coming to spend family holidays with you and the avengers. -Tony being weird with Aunt May -reJectIoOoN
•Peter bringing you lunch bc you always forget to eat.
•Peter crying over the titanic -“Pete are you crying?” -“No this is liquid pride”
•Movie nights with the Avengers -Tony and Peter crying and laughing over the same scenes -you and the avengers being weirded out.
•Peter braiding your hair
•Playing with Peter’s hair -it helps him fall asleep or calm down from stress.
•falling asleep on one another -the avengers taking photos of you guys -someone knocking something over effectively waking you up. -proceed to you screaming at the avengers for like 5 minutes.
•you being the big spoon -Peter never admiting that to anyone. -you telling everyone.
•late night calls -effectively running up Tony’s phone bill. -“Y/N WHY IS YOUR CELL PHONE BILL OVER ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS?!?!” -“I DIDNT KNOW IT WAS A PROBLEM I MEAN WE’RE BILLIONAIRES”
•Tony showing off you and Peter’s relationship -cos he’s a proud dad -uncle!Tony loves his spiderling.
•You making Peter the happiest he’s ever been and vice Versa.
“The opening number is a perfect example of that dichotomy, because on the face of it it’s a very exciting, happy song, but there’s a lot of melancholy in it as well,” [Justin Hurwitz] says. You’ll find that melancholy right there in the title: “Another Day of Sun.” It’s upbeat, but there’s something a little weary about it too. For lyricists Benj Pasek and Justin Paul, that push-and-pull informed their approach. “What Damien inspired us to capture was that there’s this difference between L.A. and New York,” Paul explained. “In New York, you grind and grind to pursue your dreams and accomplish what you’re hoping to accomplish, and you get up the next day and it’s muddy and gross and the snow is just turned to black ice.” Meanwhile, L.A. may also be a constant struggle, but it’s also constant blue skies. “You pursue that dream, and you go to bed and get up the next day, and it’s a gorgeous day,” Paul says. “It encourages you in one breath, and in another breath doesn’t acknowledge that you just failed miserably. You wake up and it doesn’t match your mood. It’s a bright and shiny day. And you’re like, ‘Wait a second!”
Justin Hurwitz, Benj Pasek and Justin Paul on composing ‘Another Day of Sun’
Summary: After playfully sending suggestive pictures to Chris right before he presents at the Oscars you realize that you are in for the night of your life.
Author’s Notes: This wasn’t planned. I had no idea Chris was going to wear a velvet bowtie to the Oscars. I’m basically CEvans Trash. I literally just wrote this – instead of watching the freaking Oscars – so if there are any ridiculous grammar errors – please forgive me… I am tired and hormonal. This is probably trash, ha!
I tagged those of you that liked my initial post asking about this (along with some others). Soo yeah…..
You hummed to yourself absentmindedly as you applied the
rest of your makeup. Chris had promised his mom that he would take her to the
Oscars this year, and you had agreed that it was a good idea. After the show
was over you were to meet up with him to go to the after parties – which, let’s
face it, were always the best part of the night. As you rapped your knuckles
lightly on the bathroom countertop your phone dinged – alerting you to an
incoming message. You reached for it as you finished putting on your lipstick.
Of course it was from Chris.
“Miss you beautiful. Can’t wait to show you off to
everyone.” You couldn’t help but smile at this. Of course he would send you
something sweet. He had panicked that you would be upset about not going with
him to the show, but you had assured him over and over that it was fine.
You had watched him get ready earlier that afternoon – the
sight of him in his fitted suit and velvet tie had left your panties soaked.
While you had secretly hoped for a quickie before he left for the show you had
reasoned with yourself that there wasn’t time. Even the thought of the way he
looked caused the tingling between your legs to start again. You checked the
time on your cellphone before smiling. If the show was running on time Chris
would be presenting within the next five minutes – you turned towards the
television playing in the hotel bedroom for confirmation that the scheduling
had not gone askew. It hadn’t and you couldn’t help but think how perfect the
timing was. You were still only wearing your lingerie – not willing to wear your
beautiful dress in fear of getting makeup on it. You positioned your hand over
your panties, suggestively touching yourself, and formed a pout before snapping
“Wishing you could give me a hand.” You texted as you sent
the picture. You could tell by your notifications that he had immediately seen
it and you couldn’t help but smirk to yourself as you sat your phone down and
finished getting ready.
“Jesus Christ,” Chris muttered
to himself as he opened your text.
“Everything okay?” Someone
beside him asked.
“Oh yeah… yeah,” he nervously blundered as he secured his
phone safely back into his pocket. He was due to go on national television any
minute, and was now also secretly praying that he could quell his body’s
response to your text long enough to present. He chuckled nervously to himself.
He knew you had done it on purpose. He had told you when his presentation was,
and who it was after so you wouldn’t miss it. “I swear to god, Y/N. You’re
going to be the death of me,” he mumbled to himself as he pinched the bridge of
“Mr. Evans are you sure you’re
okay?” A stagehand asked nervously.
“Never been better!” He announced a little too
enthusiastically. Causing his co-presenter to jump beside me.
“Great… you are on in five….four…”
That was fine – he thought to himself – two could certainly
play this game and payback was going to be a bitch.
You were nervous. After your text you had never received a
response from Chris, but you were sure that he had saw it. Initially you had
laughed during his presentation. He seemed maybe just a little flustered – most
people wouldn’t have noticed, but most people hadn’t taken him to bed before
either. As you exited the limousine you looked around nervously – nearly jumping
out of your skin when a warm arm wrapped itself around your waist.
“Hey Babe,” he whispered into your ear – giving you a quick
peck on the cheek. You looked up at him and he graced you with one his dazzling
smiles. It was only when you really looked into his eyes that you realized he
had definitely seen the picture, had certainly reacted to it, and the game was
totally on. You swallowed hard – trying to bottle up your excitement as he
smirked at you while you walked towards the entrance of the venue. “Just for
the record,” he whispered – his beard tickling your ear – “I had to masturbate
in the bathroom during the Academy Awards, because of you.” He gave your ass a
quick slap which caused you to straighten up in surprise. You couldn’t help but
smirk back at him – this was certainly going to be a night to remember.
“Sebby!” Chris shouted as he waived Sebastian over to your
table. Sebastian said his hellos before taking a seat between Jeremy and Chris.
“What was up with you tonight?” Sebastian asked with a
smirk. His eyes seemed to twinkle with humor as he offered you a wink.
“What do you mean?” Chris asked as he tried his hardest to
keep a straight face – failing miserably.
“You seemed a little flustered is all,” Sebastian shrugged
as he laughed. “Can’t imagine what would cause Chris to lose his cool,” he
added to which Jeremy chuckled.
“I was a little distracted by something,” Chris added seriously
as he turned his gaze to you. You knew the more his friends joked the more you
were going to pay once you were alone with him.
You smiled shyly as you brought a glass of wine to your
lips. “I guess you need to work on that babe,” you shrugged before turning your
attention back to your conversation with Jeremy’s wife.
The following hours seemed uneventful – at least where Chris’s
revenge was concerned. You gushed over celebrities like Emma Stone, as he
politely introduced you – never taking his eyes off of you as you interacted
with his friends. Everyone continued to drink – the alcohol seemed endless.
Each time a bottle was finished at least two more arrived to replace it.
“Everyone should be dancing!”
Sebastian declared as he rose from his chair.
“Oh come on man,” Chris muttered as he shook his head. His
face was tinged pink from the amount of alcohol he had consumed. “I don’t know
if I can even stand right now,” he laughed.
“Y/N?” Sebastian asked as he offered you his hand. You took
it willingly looking over his shoulder to see Chris’s reaction. He was watching
you like a hawk – good.
You left the table with Sebastian hand-in-hand. Out of all
of Chris’s friends you liked Sebastian the best – probably because you had
known him before you had ever met Chris. “You are going to have hell to pay,”
Seb laughed as you danced against him.
“A girl can only hope,” you laughed as you smirked in Chris’s
direction. He was already rising from his chair – his eyes trained only on you
and his best friend.
“That didn’t take long,” Sebastian laughed as Chis meandered
his way through the crowd. As he neared Sebastian shouted, “She’s all yours,”
before laughing and walking back to the table where everyone else had stayed.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Chris muttered
into your ear as he pulled you roughly into him. He placed his hands on your
hips –guiding them to grind into him as you felt his growing erection. “You
kill me,” he muttered breathlessly against your neck. You could feel the
wetness between your legs grow as he continued to harden against your contact.
The feeling caused you to let out a soft moan. “Oh do you like that,” he
whispered seductively into your ear.
“Yes,” you responded
breathlessly. “Chris, I…” but he cut you off.
“Follow me,” he demanded as he took your hand, guiding you
towards one of the many private bathrooms. Being a celebrity had its perks – at
least you had a room to yourself.
You sighed as Chris looked the bathroom door behind him. You
were ready. Ready for him to ravage every part of your body.
“Not so fast,” he chuckled as he pushed you gently onto the
couch – you never quite understood the need for couches in bathrooms, but for
once you were glad to have one. You pouted quietly as Steve took you in. “Now listen
here baby girl – you’ve been torturing me all night. Sending me that naughty picture
of you and grinding yourself up against my best friend. Now it’s my turn,” he
muttered softly as he slowly removed his tie. “Give me your hands,” he
commanded. You obeyed giving him your hands. He took them in his hands and tied
the velvet material around them securely. He spun you on the couch – making you
lay on it fully before raising your hands above your head. “These better not
move, do you understand me?” He asked. You nodded as you whimpered your assent.
You would do whatever he said if he would help the aching feeling between your
He smirked as he worked your dress up to your waist –
admiring a portion of the lingerie he had seen earlier in the picture. He
slowly planted kisses up your leg causing you to squirm uncontrollably. More
than anything you wanted to twist your fingers through his hair and you soon
found your hands moving from their position. “What did I say?” he asked calmly
as you placed your hands back above your head. “Good girl,” he hummed – kissing
your wet core through your panties. “I think we can get rid of these,” he
murmured against your skin as he worked your panties off. He gently circled his
thumb around your sensitive clit causing you to buck your hips. “Mmm, my
naughty girl. You’re so wet,” he remarked as he slid a finger inside of you
causing you to moan out his name. “That’s right baby, you’re mine,” he said fiercely
as he added another finger – pumping them in and out of you as you squirmed
with pleasure. You could feel your walls tightening at his touch and your moans
became louder. You didn’t care who heard you. “Not yet baby,” he whispered as
he removed his fingers.
“What?” Your head snapped forward at this. He couldn’t just
get you close and then stop. “Chris,” you whined as you tried to sit up. He
pushed you back gently with a smile before moving his face between your legs.
He smirked up at you before burying his face into you. As he lapped at your
wetness you moaned his name louder causing him to suck on your sensitive clit.
As you bucked your hips he slid a finger into you. His mouth and fingers were
too much – causing you to cum all over his face. He lapped away your orgasm –
causing more moans to fall from your mouth – before he broke away with a smirk.
His beard was glistening with the remnants of your pleasure which immediately
made you ready for round two.
“Stand up,” he demanded as he stood and offered you his
hand. You placed your bound ones in his and he helped you to your feet. “I want
you to bend over the sink,” he explained as he motioned over to the sink. You
did as he commanded – your bound wrists stinging softly as the velvet bit into
your soft flesh. You watched in the mirror as he removed himself from his pants
– stroking himself a few times before approaching you from behind. He lifted
your dress to your waist again before nudging your legs apart with his own. As
he slid into you fully you groaned. He began to thrust into you as he held on
to your hips tightly. “God – you are so tight,” he exclaimed as his thrusts
began to become more disjointed. You groaned as your body reacted to his
thrusts – you could feel your walls tightening again with the promise of a
glorious orgasm. When he began palming your sensitive clit you came undone
around him – your orgasm spurring his own. He stiffened as he filled you with
himself. He sighed softly into your hair as he kissed the back of your neck
affectionately before removing himself.
“So that’s what happens when I send you nudes when you’re at
the Oscars?” you asked with a laugh as you sat shakily on the couch.
“I guess so,” he chuckled as he plopped down beside you –
wrapping his arm around you and bringing your head to his shoulder.
“Well I guess I should do that
more often,” you shrugged as you both laughed.
“Oh hell,” Chris sighed as he
pinched the bridge of his nose.
“What is it?” you asked alarmed.
“Seb and I had a bet on who would have sex at an Oscars’
after party years ago. I never thought it would be me so I’ve given him hell
for years about it,” he grimaced.
“Well I guess it’s time to pay
up,” you chuckled as you both rose from the couch.
“It was worth every last fucking penny,” Chris responded as
he pulled you into him – planting a soft kiss on your lips.
Tags: (I tagged those of you that liked my initial post asking about this along with a few others)
A/N: Another two posts in one night! This is a little tribute to the fact that I already have reached over 100 followers on here, which is baffling?? Thank you all so much for supporting me so much in the very short time I have been on here. I’m so very glad that I have done this and I hope to be getting to some requests that I have received recently, as well! I digress. I hope you enjoy this Remus smut in celebration. This is my very first attempt at writing anything of the sort so sorry if it is no good! Enjoy~
It’s our third ever session and we just got a new player to the group. She seems to be the only serious one, and the others are silly, which is fine by me. The rest of the players are still figuring out what they’re doing, so our gnome druid decides she wants to buy a chicken. Don’t ask me why. So she and the new player, a Ranger, decide to buy it together.
DM(Me): You want a chicken? ‘Kay. You ask around a bit until someone directs you to the livestock market, and there are chickens aplenty.
Druid: Awww I run over and lay in the pen. Do they all love me yet?
I have her roll an animal handling check and she fails miserably.
DM: The only chicken that approaches you is twitching and making non-chickeny noises. And it seems to have some sort of incontinence problem.
Druid: He’s perfect! (she turns to the merchant and asks for the price)
The merchant is not a nice man, so he wildly overprices the chicken.
At this point, the Ranger who had been silent stepped forward, punched the merchant in the gut, then grabbed the gnome and the chicken and ran like hell while the rest of us were in hysterics. The chicken pooped in the druid’s hair.
Bts reaction to their girlfriend wearing their clothes
SEOKJIN / JIN
He would laugh hugging you and kiss you all over your face. Later while cuddling he would tease you saying “It’s okay if you don’t know how to do your laundry, I can do it for you, you don’t have to steal my clothes baby"
YOONGI / SUGA
Yoongi would pretend he didn’t see you wearing his clothes and lay down on the couch, you would sulk and sit on top of him crossing your arms “but im wearing your hoodie” “yeah, wash it and put it back when you’re done with it please” you would sulk more and pout. Then he would wrap his arms around you pulling you down and nuzzling your neck saying how much he loved it when you wore his clothes.
HOSEOK / JHOPE
He would smile as soon as he saw you. He would probably kiss you before running to his room to come back a few minutes later with a bunch of his clothes asking you if you could wear them so he could take pictures and show everyone “You just look so cute, I suddenly need a new background for my phone”
NAMJOON / RAP MOSTER
Namjoon would tease you because lets be honest, namjoon is that amazing. He would hug you and kiss you and after a few minutes of cuddling his horny side would appear “i love seeing you with my clothes but i rather see you with no clothes at all”
He would be super happy about it and would show it as soon as he saw you “You look so cute with that Jagi” “Let me cuddle you please”
TAEHYUNG / V
Taehyung would be happy, he would be super clingy and tease you about it “that looks so big on you baby cakes” he would smile back hugging you “It already looks big on me so imagine how you look, so smol and cute” he would pinch your cheeks while kissing you repeatedly.
Jungkook would be all shy about it, he wouldn’t say anything but he would look at you all the time and bite his lip trying to hide his smile, when you asked him if he was okay he would put a fake mad voice and tell you he was mad for stealing his clothes “You know I don’t like sharing clothes” but he would fail miserably when he started laughing, then he would cuddle you until you two fell asleep together
Gif credits to the owners.
A/N: this is my first reaction and im really sorry if this is shit, please forgive me 🙏🏻
summary: typical new student AU; they’re in a new school and need a guide and you’re so graciously volunteered. though, there is something strange about that new girl, min yoonji. something you want to figure out.
warning(s)/kink(s): cross dressing, slight feminization, pet names, a little spanking, rough oral sex, semi-public sex, protected sex, hair pulling, slight dirty talk
songs: my hump – black eyed peas ; bang bang - jessie j ; attention - charlie puth
dedicated to: this is a suuuuper late b-day gift for my friend @1namkook i’m sorry it took so long, i had the illest writer’s block with it
a/n: Your english is perfectly fine, there’s no need to apologize for it ^^
He tried to seem strong and not affected by your performance in front of his members, but he knew that he would not last for long so he excused himself to go to his room.
Once he was there he allowed himself to shed a few tears and think about all of your time spent together, wondering he made the right choice when he listened to his manager and broke up with you.
He was skimming over the TV channels when he came across the one that was showing your live concert. He stopped without even realising and imagined that you were once again in his living room doing silly songs to cheer him up.
Once he saw you start to tear up singing the melody you wrote for your one year anniversary he immediately turned of the TV and moved back to his desk, drowning himself in work so he couldn’t think about you.
Since the rest of the boys were close to you they wanted to watch your entire concert. They tried convincing Hoseok that he shouldn’t stay with them since they knew their friend was still not over you but he wouldn’t bulge of the couch.
Everything seemed to be fine until your last song when he started to cry his eyes out at the same time as you. His bandmates were there to offer him a shoulder to cry on.
”I miss her so much. I just want her back. i want to be able to hold her, and kiss her, and love her once again”
As if his heart ache was not enough, regret hit him once he saw you slowly breaking down on stage. He felt guilty for making you suffer and breaking your heart.
He wished he had the courage to call you and give it another try but his insecurities were stopping him.
“If we couldn’t make it work then, how could we succeed now”, so he just kept filling his mind with ‘what if’s’.
Same as Seokjin,he would try to hide his pain. Even if he was more successful that his eldest friend, the rest still noticed the way his gaze shifted to the wall behind the TV and his fists and jaw clenched when you started crying.
After punching the pillow multiple times in an attempt to get rid of his feelings once and for all, and failing miserably, he decided to send you a message.
”Can we meet up?”
They were the opening act before your concert, but even if the boys went back to the dorms he stayed back to watch you.
When he saw you started to tear up he knew he had to do something. He knew that, just like him, you haven’t moved on yet. With new found determination, he was now impatiently waiting for you to finish so he could talk to you. He was going to make it work now matter what.
The last thing he needed after thinking about you 24/7 since you broke up, was seeing you on a huge screen crying.
He rushed to his room sliding to the floor the moment the door closed with a loud bang. He started crying after you, his first love, his first everything, all the emotions hitting him with more strength than before. He doesn’t know how long he’s been sitting there until he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket and brought him back to reality. He wanted to ignore it, but something inside of him made him check who was texting him.
It was just a simple “I miss you” but his world started spinning again.
like you go out to breakfast with your girl and spend the whole time cracking each other up and you get bubble wands and a cheap kite and go to the marina cause it’s a weirdly warm day and you run around like little kids laughing and blowing bubbles and failing miserably at flying a kite and who cares and you go to the farmer’s market and plan all your meals to cook together for the week and she’s standing in the kitchen that’s finally an ours because you finally share a home together and she’s just breaking up kale to make kale chips and you can’t stop glowing looking at her because she’s the most beautiful fucking incredible woman on earth and you both know it’s forever when you look at each other like that’s my wife i found her
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“So any big plans for tonight?” Sam asked his brother as they both reached for the coffee pot at the same time.
Dean beat him to it and let out a victorious chuckle. “I don’t know what you’re referring to,” he lied; a mischievous sparkle overtaking his green eyes.
“Good morning!” Y/N appeared in the archway, bouncing into the kitchen and running to Dean. Careful to avoid the hot mug of joe in his hands, she leaned up on her toes to kiss him hello. Dean closed his eyes as her lips distracted him, so much so that he didn’t notice Y/N had stolen his coffee until she pulled back and took a sip.
Y/N cringed. “You forgot the milk.”
“I did not. That was mine,” Dean laughed, watching her float over to the fridge with a smile. She was adorable, even right out of bed, especially right out of bed. Her hair was a mess of tangles and unruly slept-on waves, her eyes were bright but sleepy, and her voice was crackly and low. Also didn’t hurt that she looked hot as hell in his old t-shirt that hung down to her thighs, almost completely covering the tiny sleep shorts she wore.
“I would have thought you’d at least make me coffee this morning, Dean.” Y/N poured a splash of milk into the mug and turned to give Dean a chance to defend himself.