other than look at how cute his smile is

Punched in the face

“You’re home early.” Ron commented surprised when Hermione entered the small flat above the jokes shop. Fred and George had moved out of there about a year ago when their first kids had been born, because really the place was barely big enough to fit two, left alone two couples with babies.

“I am.” Hermione sighed as she hung her coat over a nearby chair. Ron gasped when she turned around, revealing a shallow but bright red cut over her cheek.

“What did you-”

“I got suspended.” Ron’s eyes grew so wide they nearly fell out of his head. His Hermione? Suspended? Sure, back in their Hogwarts days it might have been plausible, but with Harry buried in auror duties and Ron working at WWW she had no one left to drag her into trouble. Not that she was a goodie two shoes, far from it even, but without him and Harry there to ruin her plans no one would ever discover her schemes. They were much too clever for that.

“How did that happen?”

“Cormac McLaggen.” Hermione answered, suddenly grinning so wide that the cut on her cheek started bleeding again. “Let’s just say we had a little fun.”

Ron’s stomach made a backflip and then dropped through the floor. McLaggen had a wide network in the ministry, and Hermione had been trying to befriend him for ages now because of it. She always complained about how awful he was.

First that had reassured him, but now that Harry was shagging Malfoy, who had been fighting and complaining about each other since forever, Ron suddenly wasn’t so sure about the nature of this friendship anymore.

“Fun you say?” He asked, trying to hide his sudden change in mood by turning around and focussing on the pots and pans on the stove again. He wasn’t even making her favorite meal, but one of his own creations because he thought he’d earned that much after an exhausting day in the store. That had probably been a mistake.

Maybe he should order takeaway while he still could. Fuck, why was he so terrible at this dating stuff? Why could he, after five years of being together, still not figure out how to act in situations like these?

Maybe Hermione was too much of a woman for him. Merlin knew people told him that often enough, and he honestly couldn’t convince himself anymore that it wasn’t true. She was too complex for him, a man who hadn’t even been able to stay in the auror program for more than a year.

“Yes, most fun I’ve had in ages.” Hermione chuckled. See, Ron thought bitterly, I can’t even let her have some fun, and I work in a bloody joke shop.

“What did you do?” He took some pride in the casual tone of his question, but that wasn’t nearly enough to improve his mood. Being a good liar wasn’t exactly a character trait people wanted to see in their partners.

“I punched him in the face when he tried to make advances on me.” Hermione hopped onto the kitchen counter next to the stove and kicked off her shoes. “He said you were a useless tool with no talent, and that I deserve better, which is bullshit because you’re amazing and things don’t get better than Ronald Weasley.”

Okay. That was definitely not something Hermione had ever told him before. It was also something that took him by surprise so much that he stopped stirring his pan in favour of staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

Hermione nudged him with her foot, and when that provoked nothing she hopped down and kissed his shoulder, the highest place she could reach since he was quite a bit taller than her.

“You think so?” He asked before he could stop himself. He cursed himself for letting his voice sounding so small. So much for being a convincing liar.

“Ronald Weasley,” Hermione said sternly. “Of course I don’t think so.” Ron’s stomach disappeared for the second time that late afternoon. “I bloody well know so.”

Ron, finally capable of tearing his eyes away from the wall, turned his head to look at her. Her brown eyes looked back at him with a fierceness that kind of scared him. But it was a good scared.

And maybe it wasn’t even her he was scared of, but the sheer amount of love he felt for her. Surely it shouldn’t be possible to care that much about one person. Especially not for someone with the emotional range of a teaspoon.

“I love you.” He grinned as he lifted her up and kissed her. It wasn’t a deep kiss, because he couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore which made kissing a bit of a challenge. Relief always made him incredibly giddy.

“What’s funny?” Hermione asked him suspiciously, but she said it with a smile on her face. After all how could she not smile when the man she loved looked so bloody cute while he laughed?

Emotional range of a teaspoon.” Ron replied. Hermione snorted and pressed her forehead against his chest before they both lost themselves in laughter and each other.

“I love you too, Ron.” Hermione said breathlessly, rubbing her stomach which was sore from laughing too much. “I changed my mind, this is the most fun I’ve had in ages.”

That put a smile brighter than any sun on Ron’s face. Others might think she’s too much of a woman for me. He thought with no trace of bitterness anywhere. But I’m starting to think I know a hell of a lot better than they do.

This is the first romione I ever wrote so I hope it’s not shite

Public Humiliation (Yuta x Reader)

Rating: M

(A/N) It’s ya girl, Ry, back at it again with that smutty goodness, now kinkier than ever! Let’s all be honest: Who here has been personally victimized by Nakamoto Yuta? Everyone? That’s what I thought. What better way to celebrate our combined demise then with some kinky Yuta smut? Enjoy my little nasties!

Originally posted by royalyeol

You felt your face blaze with heat as the audience members burst into fits of laughter, practically busting stitches while you fought the urge to run off the set.

“Oh my, Yuta,” the television host chuckled cordially, eyes crinkling at you in sympathy as you looked down at your hands folded in your lap in shame. “It seems your translator needs to brush up on her Japanese quite a bit, don’t you think?”

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BTS REACTION: Them being insecure and you comforting them

@thewitchofthewillowtree Thanks for everything, you’re such a doll 😭.


He was on top of you, kissing you slowly, breaking the kiss only to remove his shirt. You were staring at him, taking in his beautiful face and body. “Everything about you is so sexy,”. Seokjin laughed, “Not my fingers”. Despite the fact that he meant it as a joke, you didn’t appreciate the joke because you knew he was insecure about them. You demanded his hand and after he gave it to you, you stared into his eyes and sucked them one by one. He watched you with lust and surprise on his face. “Like I said, every part is incredibly sexy. Because they’re apart of you, and I love YOU,”. Smiling his kissed your lips softly. “Thank you Jagi, I love you too,”.


You were watching Namjoon during his photo shoot, unable to tear your eyes from the gorgeous man in front if you. The sexy looks and smiles he sent your way made you eager to have him alone. So as soon as you entered your home, you threw him on the couch, straddling him. “You don’t know how sexy you are,”. He chuckled, “I really don’t,”. You could tell by his expression he meant it. “Why don’t you believe you’re good looking?”. Shrugging, he looked away from you. “I was always told by fans that I wasn’t,”. You slowly slid peppered kisses on his jawline “I happen to think you’re perfect,” you said looking into his eyes. He blushed and pulled you close for a deep kiss. “I love you,”.


The two of you were walking a fairly busy street at night, drinking coffee and talking. You were excited about pictures from his most recent concert and raved about how handsome and sexy he was. Chuckling, he made an off hand comment: “I’m not good looking,”. You paused and glared at him. “I am SO sick of you saying things like that! Matter of fact…”. You walked over to the nearest bench, stood on it, and screamed, “MIN YOONGI IS THE SEXIEST MAN ALIVE!! I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM!! HIS EYES, HIS SMILE, HIS LIPS, EVEN HIS NOSE IS CU-”. Wrapping his arms around you waist, he snatched you down for the bench and covered your mouth. “OKAY I GET IT Y/N”. Pulling you along after him, he muttered a thank you as you noticed the blush on his face.


“The maknaes deserve to go on Hit the Stage more than I do,”. As soon as Hoseok said those words, you got upset. He had filmed for a variety show the other day and the episode finally aired while he was at practice. The words upset you because he always underestimated his abilities. When he came home and greeted you, you told him you needed to speak with him. He became nervous and asked why and you showed him the clip. “Why do you do this?? We all know you work harder than ANYBODY on the choreography! Dance is YOUR thing!! Jimin and Jungkook have plenty of other things. Let yourself have a chance to shine, okay?? STOP UNDERESTIMATING YOURSELF, YOU’RE AMAZING!!”. By time you finished you were yelling and he was silent. “Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell I just…wish you’d believe in yourself a bit more sometimes,”. Wrapping his arms around your waist, he shook his head. “No, you’re right Jagi. I’ll be more confident, okay?”


He was distant all day and wouldn’t tell you what was wrong. It was late afternoon and you had finally had enough. You strolled into the bedroom and jumped on him where he lay. When he made no attempt to move you, you straddled him. “Ya! Park Jimin! You’re gonna tell me what’s going on RIGHT NOW. I’m your girlfriend, let me support you,” you demanded angrily. He sighed and pulled you into his arms, hiding his face in your neck. “I gained 20 lbs…are you disgusted with me?”. You didn’t respond, only pulled away from him and began to tug at the hem of his shirt. He started to object, wanting to be serious but you simply said, “Take it off,” in a tone he’d never heard you use. After he complied, you kissed him slowly and softly, tasting him throughly. Then you trailed wet kisses along his jawline, neck, and chest. You made sure you take sure to go excruciatingly slow on his stomach, placing kisses so gentle he found it endearing. “Jimin, no matter what you look like, I’ll always love you.But if you must know, you’re perfect to me,”. He began to get teary and he pulled you into his arms, not trusting himself not to cry if he spoke.


“Y/N, am I…wierd?”. You cocked your head at Taehyung when he asked you that question. “Did something happen?” you asked. “Well, the fans still tease me about being super wierd so I was just wondering if I should stop..”. You got irritated by that, “Stop what? Being yourself?”. Before he could respond you grabbed his shoulders and looked him in the eyes. “You just think differently than others. Even if you do act a little crazy sometimes, it’s not a bad thing, Tae. In fact, your crazy, overactive personality is what I love about you. So don’t let anyone stop you from being yourself,”. Smiling, he drew you into his arms, cooing about how cute you were, smoothering you in kisses.


“Take it from the top,” the man said with obvious frustration. Jungkook sighed, leaned into the mic and began singing the song beautifully. That is, until he suddenly cut off for the 6th time in a row. “You know what? I think we need a break. Take 10 everybody,” the man announced, drawing a hand over his face. He turned to you. “Please talk to him. Find out what’s going on,”.

You had come to Jungkook’s recording session for a new solo song to support him. But so far, he seemed highly upset and unsatisfied with everything— specifically himself. You watched as he threw his papers on the floor before sliding down the wall, sitting beside them. You came over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Kook, what’s going on? You sounded amazing, why do you keep getting upset?”. He was visibly upset, a distant look in his eyes. “It’s not good enough. I can’t hit the notes I used to. My voice sounds a lot harsher too..”. Your eyes widen in surprise; you never knew he was insecure about the way his voice sounded, but then again, his voice WAS finally changing. You shook your head and held his head in your hands, forcing him to look at you. “Jungkook, your voice is changing so of course it doesn’t sound the same. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t beautiful. It sounds richer and actually those high notes were even better than Jimin’s,”. He chuckled softly at that. You took the opportunity to make him laugh again, because the sentimental stuff wasn’t really either of your things. You stood up and attempt to sing and dance “Cheer Up” by Twice. He laughed so hard tears formed, begging you to stop. You laughed along with him, sitting down again, going back to being talking. “Besides, if you really sucked, Yoongi definitely would’ve told you by now. But seriously…I believe in you Kook. You’re amazing and this song will be too. So you know, give it your best,”. He blushed, pulled you in his arms and shyly kissed you. “I love you,” he whispered.

Pentagon reactions to you kissing them in front of the other members


I think Jinho would be so embarrassed but he wouldn’t say anything to you, he would just stay silent and maybe smile a little


Hwitaek would look at you so confused like really?? Right now?? In front of them?? 


He would cover his face with his hands and he would be laughing so much because you are so cute! 


“Hey y/n… you know i love you so much.. but… can you wait a little? We will go home in like 5 minutes…. “


Shinwon would look at you with a “what the heck are you doing gurl” look! He would so suprised when you kissed him

Yeo One

He would start smiling so so much because he would find it so cute when you kissed him. He wouldn’t really care about the members. This time he would kiss you to make the others uncomfortable a little on purpose.


He would be way more embarrassed than Jinho. He never had a girlfriend before so he don’t know how to react when you kissed him in front of the others. 


I think Yuto would start laughing of embarrassed and hug you. He would hide his face in your hair to cover his red face. 


Hyunggu would start laughing because he would find it really funny and adorable, then he saw the other members faces and he would laugh even more


“y/n what are you doing?! Why in front of them?! They’re not going to let me live because of that” he would tell you while laughing

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Daddy’s Little Schoolgirl

Characters: AJ Styles x OFC

Warnings: NSFW visuals, sexual content, rough, spanking, daddy kink, age difference

Summary: AJ has a kink for his girlfriend dressing up like a schoolgirl. And one day he buys her the outfit and orders her to dress up. Smut ensues. That’s it. 


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s e s s i o n s | intro

“It’s nice to talk to someone that doesn’t judge you.”

Summary: Could Jungkook be cheating on her? The thought obsessed Yoona until she found the solution: you, her friend and psychology student. Her plan looked great in her mind, but what she didn’t realize is that you could become the problem.

Genre: Angst || Warnings: Mentions of sex. 
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
A/N: So the poor Jungkook will be the victim of these evil women and their plan in my new fic. It was going to be posted yesterday but it was my birthday and I had a party and all those things you do in your birthday (?). But finally here it is. Will be just a few chapters long, so hope you like it.

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Originally posted by yologuk


He heard his name, but he ignored it and kept looking at the screen. Biting his lip, he moved his fingers on the joystick, trying to finish the level.

But then, the screen went black.

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” He snapped, tossing the joystick on the couch and standing up, “I was almost done!”

The girl looked at him with an incredulous expression written on her face. Her mouth opened and two of her long slender fingers pointed at him, “What is wrong with you!? You don’t even care about me anymore!”

“That’s not true!” he rubbed his face with his hands and stepped closer to his girlfriend, “I performed all weekend, I’m tired! I want to play a stupid game sitting on my couch!”

They were the golden couple. The actress and the idol. Why was that so difficult? She watched him turn around and walk to the bedroom. Alone and in silence.

Was he cheating on her? Was that the reason why he didn’t care anymore? Nah, Jungkook was too shy for that. Or not?
The same question repeated like a mantra on her mind.

And that was how a week later Yoona and Jungkook were sitting on two red leather chairs, waiting for you to arrive and take a seat on the bigger black chair opposite to them.

His right leg could not stop trembling and his fingers moved nervously, drawing circles on his knees. He felt that this was some kind of test. Glancing at his girlfriend, he noticed that she looked way more relaxed than him. Did that mean she felt he was the only one that was wrong?

The door finally opened and a young woman dressed in white entered and made her way to that black chair in front of a big and clean desk.

He frowned and took a card from the pocket of his jeans with a name written on it, “Y/N?” He read, clearly confused.

You found it funny and a tiny smile spread on your lips, “That was my name last time I checked.”

“I thought you were a secretary or something. My therapy concept is an old woman wearing a sweater and showing us some weird drawings.”

“If that is what you’re looking for, you came to the wrong place.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you do that one baby picture one you just posted with bts too? It was really cute!


He’d gush and goo over how cute you were and would push you aside so he could sit closer to your mom as she showed off all of the old family albums. When you guys got home and realized how pouty you were being he’d tease you until you smiled. ‘But look you have the same cute cheeks and your mouth still smiles the same way you’re so cute!’

Originally posted by bwiseoks


He’d just sit there and smile to himself as your mom showed him all of your baby pictures. He wouldn’t make fun of you but he’d definitely keep all the cute pictures in the back of his head. When ever you guys came back to your house for what ever reason he’d always be found looking through them again, but you’d know better than to bring it up.

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He’d make fun of you at first pointing out how red your cheeks were in some pictures and how you had a big scab on your nose in others, but the longer he looked his laugh would turn into a smile and he’d look at you sweetly and even though he wouldn’t admit it seeing you as a baby made him think about how cute the baby the two of you would make. If the relationship wasn’t too serious yet it defiantly would be now.

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He’d laugh the entire time when he found the coasters you had given your dad for fathers day years ago. It seemed like everywhere he looked there was another coaster. He’d enjoy them so much and loved how funny and cute you were that one day you would come home and to find replicas of the same coasters all over his place.

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He’d sit on the couch giggling with your mom when you walked into the room. He’d blush at you and laugh as you and his mom took turns telling him the stories behind the pictures. He’d find you to be even cuter now and loved to notice all the little things about you that were still the same now as they were before.

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Your baby pictures were Tae’s favorite thing about you. He loved knowing about your past and how naughty you used to be. His phone’s picture album would turn full of pictures he’d snapped from the album. He’d send them to everyone too, all the boys would see them, his parents, is siblings, everyone. He’d also send them to you when you were being bratty. ‘You see this cute thing? She wouldn’t be acting this way.’

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He’d only make fun of you because you make fun of him for his baby pictures. Seeing them in the moment he’d coo at you, but the moment they were put away and the two of you were walking away. Every time he saw them though it would be like the first time and he’d always have the same reaction.

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New Man

Originally posted by myachaelclifford

A/N: I can’t remember the last time I wrote about Luke, but what I do know is that he needs some love

     You sat inside the car waiting for Luke to show up. The snow falling outside only seemed to grow stronger and you turned the heat on and the radio up just a bit. Your eyes darted towards the clock on the dashboard and you sighed in annoyance. “Typical,” you quietly spat, shaking your head at how late Luke was. You began to chew on your bottom lip and whipped out your phone. There was no sense in calling Luke. He usually showed up on his own time and you somehow found yourself always accepting this fact about him. Though you shouldn’t accept it. Luke never seemed to care when you had things to do or somewhere to be. You continued to mutter under your breath in anger. Luke had been the one to choose the time and the fact that he was late irked you even more. 

After about twenty minutes you were ready to start the car back up and head home, but then you saw Luke’s car pull up next to yours in the lot. You watched with squinted eyes as he turned the car off and quickly got out in a hurry. He jogged to your door and knocked on the window. You inhaled and slowly exhaled before rolling the window down. “You’re late,” you said in monotone. 

“Meeting ran later than expected,” he replied. You rolled your eyes at his words and his head dipped down so he was looking you in the eye. “Hey to you too,” he chuckled. You gave him a look and Luke’s smile faded. “Alright I’m sorry I was late,” he sighed, “I should’ve called.” You nodded in agreement and unlocked the door. Luke opened the door to the backseat and he smiled once more. A bigger smile that he had once held for you. You closely watched him from the review mirror. “Hey princess,” he cooed, unbuckling the one year old baby from her car seat. His finger brushed over her plump cheeks making her stir a bit from sleep. “Did you miss daddy?” he mumbled, pulling the beanie down on her head more so that her ears wouldn’t get cold. 

“You’re not taking the car seat?” you questioned, noticing that he was picking her up. Luke shook his head at your question.

“I bought one so we wouldn’t have to keep trading this one back and forth,” he replied. Your eyebrows rose in surprise. You didn’t expect Luke to buy a car seat of his own. Then again you didn’t expect a lot of things from him. He grabbed the baby bag then stood and shut the door. You unbuckled yourself and got out the car to say goodbye. 

“So I have a date tomorrow,” you told Luke. He became quiet for a second then continued to baby talk to the child. Luke turned his back towards you and walked towards his car to buckle her in. “I just thought you should know and I was thinking I’d let him finally meet Raine,” you said. This caught Luke’s attention and his head flew up and he looked at you as if you were crazy.

“There’s no way in hell that’s happening,” Luke spat, placing the stuffed elephant next to Raine. 

“I wasn’t asking for your permission. I was telling you what was going to happen,” you said. “We’ve been together for two months and I think it’s about time he’s met her.”

“Two months? How am I just now finding out about this!?!” Luke questioned, you watched him blow out air from his nose. The fog of it showing in the air. 

“You don’t need to know what I do in my personal time,” you scoffed, “The only reason I’m telling you now is because I want him to meet her.” Luke shook his head fast, his hands stuffing in his pockets to warm them.

“And I’m telling you there’s no way you’re going to let some other man near my baby,” Luke confidently said. 

“Our baby, but it was okay for your ex-girlfriend to meet her and not alright for my boyfriend to? If things are getting serious it’s bound to happen,” you reminded him.

“My ex meeting Raine was different,” he argued back. The two of you had a stare down for a few seconds. 

“That wasn’t different and you know it… look I didn’t come here to argue. My boyfriend’s meeting her so end of discussion. I’ll see you Tuesday night,” you told him, voice strong as can be. Luke’s jaw clenched and he watched with fire in his eyes as you leaned down to kiss your baby girl goodbye. You whispered something to her before pulling away. “Have fun,” you said to the both of them, giving Luke a small smile before heading back to your own car. Luke waved goodbye and before you knew it he was in his car and driving off.

     The smell of spices wafted around your home and music was blasting through the speakers. You couldn’t help but to feel at ease. With Raine being with Luke for a few days that gave you the opportunity to spend quality time with your boyfriend. You had decided on cooking for your date and just have a night in. It was only to help the two of you put a rest to spending money each time you went out. “Middle of the Night” by The Vamps started to play and you began to dance a bit as you cooked. You shuffled over to the stove to stir the rice and meat mixture. In your haste to cook and clean your home, you had only managed to get your makeup done. The dining table was set with candles resting in the center. All you had left to do was place the mixture in some bell peppers and pop it in the oven.

Just as you were placing the dinner into the oven there was a knock at your door. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and you glanced at the clock. You hadn’t noticed time going by so fast. “JUST A MINUTE!” you shouted, closing the oven door and running to a mirror to make yourself look a bit presentable. You walked over to the door and opened it. “Hi!” you chirped.

“Hey. Am I early?” Scott asked, looking down at your lazy day attire. You quickly shook your head.

“No, no I’m just running late,” you said, “Come in!” You opened the door even more and Scott walked in. He laughed in amusement at how frazzled you seemed. 

“I brought wine and dessert,” Scott smiled, following you into the kitchen. “It smells great. What are you making?” he hummed. You muttered a thanks and began to look in the cupboards for some glasses. Once they were found you opened the wine bottle and poured the liquid. Handing one over to Scott, you sipped on yours for a second. 

“Stuffed bell peppers and roasted potatoes,” you replied. 

“Oh that sounds like heaven and good too because I’m starving,” he commented. You laughed in response and lifted the glass to drink some more of the wine.  

“I’m gonna get dressed so make yourself at home,” you told him, grabbing your glass and quickly racing to your bedroom. Once inside you began to strip from your clothes and get into the ones you had laid out on the bed. As you were placing on your shoes you noticed an old picture of you and Luke looking happily at each other. It was rested between two other pictures on your nightstand. In one quick movement you had snatched the picture from its spot and dropped it inside the drawer. 

“She’s cute isn’t she?” you smiled. Your words had startled Scott and he jumped in his spot before turning towards you. He had been looking at a picture of you and Raine. 

“Yeah-she looks adorable. How old is she again?” he questioned, walking over to you and giving you a kiss.

“One and for a toddler that barely knows more than ten words she will talk your ear off,” you joked. Your hand slid down to grab Scott’s and you pulled him towards the couch. 

“Well she sounds lovely,” he said, resting his hand on your knee. “How was your day?” Scott questioned, drinking some more of the alcohol. You made a tiny noise that could be considered a whimper and his eyes crinkled in curiosity. “That bad?” he laughed, draping his arm over the couch. 

“More so frustrating. It was like everyone that came in had a stick up their butt or something,” you sighed. You hummed then shook the thoughts from your head. “What about you?” you asked.

“Much better now that I’m seeing you,” Scott said. You smiled at his words and moved closer to him. “You know what’ll take your mind off your bad day?” he said. 

“Hmm what?” you smiled, biting onto your bottom lip. Scott had moved closer to you too and his eyes were flickering from your eyes to your lips. 

“Some kissing and cuddling,” he whispered, dipping his head low to give you two quick pecks. You grinned at his words and pulled him into another kiss. His hand moved to rest at your hip and you moved closer even more as the kiss grew a lot more passionate. The sounds of you two kissing echoed around the living room and the tension in the room became heated. Not too long after you were straddling Scott and the two of you had began an intense make out. Breaths shallow, hands roaming, and lips trailing across your skin. You knew at some point you’d have to pull away to take the food out the oven, but as for now you were enjoying this. Scott pulled away from the kiss and his mouth attached at your neck. You let out a soft moan as he sucked on a sweet spot. Your body going slack against his in pleasure. 

There was a loud knock on the door and the kissing stopped for a second. “Ignore it,” you gasped, leaning down to kiss along Scott’s jaw. You rocked your hips against his and he was the one to moan this time. Another knock sounded out around the apartment, but it was longer this time. 

“I think you should get that,” Scott chuckled. You groaned in response and your head fell into the crook of his neck in defeat. A sigh left your lips and you climbed off of him. 

“Can you take the food out the oven while I answer that,” you softly requested, giving him one more kiss before heading to the door. You straightened out your clothes once you were in front of the door. Once you unlocked the door you opened it, the smile on your face fading as your eyes came in contact with the very familiar blue ones. 

You couldn’t believe your eyes, but there leaning against your door frame with a smirk on his lips was Luke.

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Hey!^^ can I request RFA + V & Saeran reacting to MC who loves playing otome games a bit too much? It's ok if you don't want to do it :)


  • When you explained to him, he got jealous.
  • How can these boys be prettier than him!
  • You’re playing on your phone, he’s just seeing it, with a grumpy face.
  • He can’t just play LOLOL knowing that his girlfriend is cheating on him with a fictional character!
  • Ok…This is not cheating….But…
  • You’re laughing at your phone…How rude.
  • Then you showed him who you’re going to end up with…
  • His eyes are so bright right now, that boy looks like him!
  • Now every time you play an otome game he’ll come to you and ask “You’re with the blond, innocent and cute one??”
  • “…Yes”
  • He smiles “Just checking!”
  • Don’t choose the others!


  • This is just too stupid!
  • He thought you were playing a game, not that kind of game!
  • He’s prettier than all those guys!
  • Zen wouldn’t like that, and if you want to play in peace, you would have to hide.
  • Because if he sees you playing, he’ll not leave you alone.
  • He’ll be all over you, kissing your face, neck, arms, he’ll want your attention!
  • He’ll even take off his clothes just so you can see what you have!
  • Those guys are ugly!!!
  • He’s feeling betrayed.


  • She wants to know why you spend so much that on that phone.
  • She trusts you, but she just wants to know!
  • When you explain to her, she’s just….Just confused.
  • Why?
  • Why would you play something like that?
  • But you make her download it after you asked her a LOT.
  • In the beginning, she just doesn’t understand, but after some weeks, it’s her new way to forget about obligations!
  • Both of you help each other, so you guys can make the right decisions!
  • Jaehee’s a fan of Otome games now.
  • If someone asks to her, or to you what is an otome game, well…They better sit down.
  • Because you and Jaehee will take a while to explain everything.


  • Jumin can’t understand why that.
  • You’re a married woman.
  • But hey, he can’t understand commoners.
  • Oh commoners, wasting your time with a stupid game.
  • Fuck you Jumin.
  • He knows that you wouldn’t give him attention, and picking your phone and breaking it would let you mad…So he’ll need another plan.
  • He’ll let you buy and spend what you need in that game, so you’ll end that game faster.
  • Or you’ll give it a time because you’re playing without a rest, since you bought everything to skip what you want!
  • He’ll do this in every game.
  • Money solves a lot of things, including his wife’s addiction!
  • And he likes to see you so happy with it too!
  • But you’ll not buy any merchandise of that game! Only in game things.
  • This is his only condition.


  • Well well well, look what MC’s doing.
  • Are you not satisfied?
  • What you think? That he’ll simply just download it and start to play just like you?
  • You’re  wrong MC!
  • Every day he’s picking your phone and resetting all your story from that game.
  • In the beginning, you were angry, but hey, you’ve been with Seven, so it’s normal he doing these pranks.
  • You told him that you don’t like, he said that he understands.
  • But then he keeps doing, somehow he discovers your password and resets your entire fucking game.
  • You’re so angry by it
  • “Well, you were not angry when you did that with me.”

  • He smiles.
  • Yes, you’ll not play those games, not so early.


  • He’ll be calm about that.
  • Ok MC!
  • He’ll  just feel a little sad when you’re not giving so much attention.
  • But if you prefer this game than him…What can he do?
  • Cry.
  • But if you give attention to him and to the game, he’ll not find it a big deal.
  • If you like that, and this makes you happy, what’s the problem?
  • And also he’ll give you an opinion on what answer is the correct one.
  • And he’ll listen to all you have to say about that game.
  • He wants to know all bout you, so if you’re so obsessed with a game…
  • He wants to know why ;)


  • He hates it.
  • This is just bullshit!
  • Well, if you’ll spend your time with those games…
  • He’ll spend time hacking those games!
  • *Insert evil laugh here*
  • Sometimes your game will stop, sometimes it’ll be erased.
  • He doesn’t care if other people are playing this, and this thing he’s doing is affecting them.
  • Fuck those people!
  • If you care for them, stop playing!
  • So they can play with peace!
  • Ok, the solution to this problem is cuddling and eat ice cream with Saeran 4 times per day.
  • He’ll be calm, and let you play a little.
random things with haz

lots of you kids requested harrison stuff, so before i write one shots and series and stuff, here’s a head cannon to give you (and me) a few ideas of what haz  would be like in a relationship and stuff

*this is what i’m talking about. do you not see how cute and like fluffy his cheeks look when he smiles? he’s such a soft little boy you guys*

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Stiles Stilinski Imagine- My Brother Ships Us

Anon- Hey can you do one where Scott is your brother and he totally senses that you like Stiles and has almost accidentally reveals it on multiple occasions and then finally he decides to throw a party (via Lydia probably) to get you two together?

Authors Note- I loved this request, hope you enjoy x

“Hey sis, where’s your spare phone charger?” Scott asked, barging into your bedroom like he did when you were little. “It’s 5am, thanks for waking me up asshole!” you retort, after checking the time on your phone. “It doesn’t matter Scott, I found it!” Stiles called, walking into your room. “Get out- both of you!” you shouted, covering yourself up with your blanket. Your brother stood still for a second, before glancing at Stiles with a disgusted look on his face, he then proceeded to grab him by the ear and drag him out of your room. “Weird” you shook your head and began getting ready for school. You walked downstairs afterwards, mainly because you heard Scott cooking breakfast. “I’ll have pancakes, extra butter” you said, sitting at the table and putting your feet up. “Already on it” he replied from the kitchen. “Yes?” you asked teasingly, after noticing Stiles staring at you from the seat opposite. “What? Nothing” he shook his head and stared down at his plate. There was a moment of awkward silence as both of your heart beats rose at the thought of being alone together. But as usual neither of you ever did something with that opportunity. “Whatever” you said, standing back up. You picked up his piece of toast and took a bite, before joining Scott in the kitchen. “Real mature Y/n!” he called after you. You simply flipped him off from over your shoulder and he couldn’t help but smile.

“I hate Mondays” Malia claimed, slouching back into her chair. “I know right, the weekend couldn’t come sooner” Scott agreed. “Speaking of which, what is everyone doing?” Lydia asked. “Nothing as per usual” you whined. “We could always go to the movies, the new star wars is out” Stiles suggested, staring at your expression that reminded him of a cute restless puppy. “I bet she’d love that” Scott mumbled under his breath, which of course you all heard. Lydia slapped him under the table to shut him up as you all stared at him. “What do you mean?” Liam asked, glancing at you smugly before staring back at your brother. You two always found a way to piss each other off playfully and he saw his opportunity and by all means he took it.”I erm just meant that she loves Star Wars” your brother tried to play off, while your slowly sunk into your chair. “I thought you said Star Wars was boring?” Malia asked in confusion, causing Kira to slap her under the table this time. “I meant as a group thing anyway, because that would be weird” Stiles laughed awkwardly, while rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, weird” you repeated, your cheeks rosy and your voice sad.

“Thank you so much for helping me host this, you’re a life saviour!” Lydia claimed, while pouring a few drinks and putting them onto a tray. “Its no problem” you replied, placing a straw and ice in each of the drinks after her. Lydia decided to throw a party to relieve any stress you all had, not to mention to carry out the plan her and Scott had devised. “Cute outfit by the way, I think I forgot to tell you” she approved. “Thank you, it’s new” you smiled, looking down at yourself. “Soo… who’s the lucky guy?” she asked, wiggling her eyebrows at you. “Huh? There isn’t one” you shrugged, picking up a tray. “Are you sure?” she asked, glancing at the guests that just strolled through the door. “Positive” you lied. “Well in that case, that boy over there has been checking you out for about 20 minutes” she discreetly pointed to a boy who was standing at the kitchen entrance. You turned around and noticed how he would take a sip of his drink and glance at you, before returning to the conversation he was in. You brushed it off and began to walk off with the tray. “No, No, No” she said, taking the tray off you. “He’s cute, go and talk to him” she demanded. “I cant- I promised to help you” you tried to excuse. “So I’ll help” Malia grinned suspiciously, then taking the tray off of Lydia. ”You’re not going to shut up until I go over there, are you?” you asked with a pout. “Nope” they said in unison. You groaned before grabbing two drinks and making your way over to him. Lydia and Malia stood and watched you with a smirk, before looking at the newly arrived guests that were making their way over to them.

“Hey” you smiled. “Oh hey Y/n” he said, disconnecting from his conversation. Upon closer inspection you realised it was a boy from your science class. “You looked like you could do with another drink” you claimed, handing him one of them. “Oh sure, thanks” he grinned, taking it from you. “Sorry if I interrupted anything” you said, glancing at his friend. “Oh no you weren’t, he was just leaving anyway” he claimed, it was clearly news to his friend. “Oh erm yeah, nice seeing you” his friend said, before walking away. You smiled and gave a small wave, before turning back around. “Who the hell is he?” Stiles asked bitterly. “Who?” Lydia questioned coyly. “That guy dribbling over Y/n” he said, as if he was disgusted. Scott, Stiles and Liam had just arrived and the timing seemed almost perfect, as if it was fait. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous” Kira teased as Scott put his arm around her. “God no” Stiles scoffed. Scott and Malia both raised their eyebrows with a smirk as his heart beat rose. “What are we all staring at? Oh I see, Y/n and that guy” Liam said, joining the group in the kitchen. “Why, do you know him?” Stiles interrogated, ignoring the others. “He’s in our grade, all the girls seem to like him, but he seems to be really into Y/n” he replied bluntly. The others changed subject and talked, but noticed as Stiles stood staring at you for about ten minutes, while you were with the boy that had never bothered him before, that was now somehow his enemy. He managed to maintain his jealously while you drank and flirted with one another, but the second he began to lead your tipsy state through the crowd he had enough. He shoved his beer on the counter, “Y/n, Y/n!” he called, following after you. “Stilinski” you cheered, a little too happily. “Hey, hope I’m not intruding” he sighed in relief as he finally reached you. “You kind of ar-” the guy began saying, before Stiles cut him off. “So anyway, your brother needs you” he claimed. “What fo-” you began to ask, before he then cut you off. “Urgently” he added. You sighed and let go of the guy’s hand. “I get it, I’ll see you around” he said, before giving Stiles a harsh look and walking off. “Come on” Stiles said, gesturing for you to follow him. You grabbed onto his hand, causing him to turn and smile at you warmly, before proceeding to walk.

The two of you sat on the curb outside, in front of Lydia’s house. “Scott doesn’t need me, does he?” you asked, beginning to sober up as the air refreshed your skin. The thumping music and mix of voices blurred behind you. Stiles took his jacket off and placed it around your shoulders, “No” he finally answered. “Oh” you simply replied, a million thoughts running around your mind. “I really don’t know how to say this” you could tell he was nervous. “Then don't” you said, looking into his eyes, before glancing down at his lips. He leaned in, until his lips pressed against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he followed, wrapping his around your waist; pulling you closer. When you pulled apart you rest your forehead against his, as you both smiled. “Oh shit, go back” you heard a voice from behind you. You broke apart, to see Malia, Lydia, Kira and Liam standing there. The three girls stood there like proud moms with excited looks on their faces. Liam looked horrified, as if he’d walked in on you naked or something. “This worked a little too well” Scott admitted, walking to join the others. “You planned this?” you asked, glancing at Stiles who was as equally confused. “Well, we were going to lock you in a room together. The whole jealous Stiles thing happened naturally” Malia spoke. “So you were jealous?” you teased, causing Stiles to blush and nod gently. “How cute” you claimed, resting your head on his shoulder. “So you don’t mind me dating your sister? That is, if you want to” he looked down at you. “I’ve wanted to for years” you claimed with a small endearing smile. “But nothing more than kissing and no sleep overs!” Scott quickly said, after smelling both of your mixed chemo signals. “For now” you mumbled so only Stiles would hear, forgetting about your werewolf brother and friends. “I mean it!” Scott exclaimed, as Lydia began to guide everyone back inside to give you both privacy. “How did everyone notice we liked each other, except us?” you laughed. “He must of heard my heart skip a beat every time I see you” Stiles said softy, stroking your hair. You sat up and stared at him, admiring every feature on his face as he did the same. “I hope this works” you mumbled, thinking of how complicated your lives got sometimes. “Don’t worry, It will” he said, pulling you into a hug. “Promise” you said, lifting your pinkie finger. “I promise” he said, linking his with yours. And by all means, he kept that promise.

Sorry this was kind of shitty I guess. Requests are closed for now and I have 20 drafts and none of them seem to be going anywhere, problems x

Don’t you? (Steve Harrington x reader)

A/N: Just the usual level of embarrassment and meddling Jancy. Completely PG rated sweetness. Of course there’s a song. Takes place after the second season but I didn’t really reference much. Read at own risk.

Originally posted by dailytelevision

Nancy stopped dead in her tracks mouth hanging open slightly but words failing her. You were wildly spinning around the gym as you took down the old streamers. What she had expected to be the radio turned on was actually you singing cheerily. Nancy knew you would never sing this loudly in front of people on purpose and you were in rare form in the cute little sundress you had adorned to help chaperone the dance. She raced down the hall quietly and grabbed Jonathan to join her spying.

“What did I have to-”

“Shh.” She pointed for him to look around the corner. His brows went up with a smirk playing on his lips.

You were workin’ as a waitress in a cocktail bar, when I met you…” Jon wanted to feel guilty for spying like this, but Nancy was right you were a great singer. They grinned enjoying your solo concert for a moment before something in the lyrics caught their attention.

“Did she just?”

“Do you think?” Nancy only had to nod and Jonathan went out to the parking lot in search of his target. A few minutes later you had restarted the song and had completely ditched cleaning to dance with the spoon from the empty punch bowl like a mic. Jon crept down the hall with Steve in tow, annoyance painted all over his face until his ears perked at the sound of your singing.

Don’t, don’t you want me? You know I don’t believe you when you say that you don’t need me.

“Is that-” Steve started only to receive a quick hand over his mouth.

“Shh.” She made room for him to lean around the door and intrigue got the best of him quirking the corner of his lips up.

“It’s much to late to find. You think you’ve change your mind. You better change it back or we will both be sorry.” You took a running start and dramatically slid out onto your knees. “Don’t you want Steve, baby? Don’t you want Steve, ooh?” His face lit up and he had to bite his lip to suppress a laugh. Nancy and Jon did the same. Their faces dropped when Steve stood up and strode toward where you pretty much laid on the floor singing to the ceiling. They scrambled up almost scattering in opposite direction before Nancy caught Jon’s shirt and tugged him back the way they came.  They didn’t want to be caught spying or blamed for any awkward chaos to follow.

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Roommates - Derek Hale imagine

Room mates

Requested by @julieanncupcake

imagine with Derek and y/n liking each other but they don’t know it.

I’m sorry it’s quite a short one but if you enjoyed it I’ll do a part 2.

Warnings: Angry Derek but other than that not really just lots of fluff and cuteness

Note: I’m really new to this so sorry if it’s not how you wanted it, I tried 💕

Y/N POV “Good morning” I sing while running down the stairs of mine and my roommates small apartment, running late as usual for my job at a cafe.

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

“Morning” Derek smiles back with his usual cheerful laugh, his forest green eyes glistening in the morning sunshine, I notice today his stubble is more noticeable Derek always look sexier with a beard “breakfast?!” Derek snaps me out of my thoughts, was I staring? “N-no thank you I’m kinda running late I’ve got 10 minutes till my shift starts” he nods and his face drops “thank you for the offer though I would have if my boss wasn’t such a jerk” I apologised, he looked up at me causing butterflies in my stomach to erupt ‘how could a human being look so much like a angel he was beautiful’

“oh is she one of those really strict bosses” he inquired suspiciously “yes, well no he’s a he but he’s very strict” I replied. “I’ll drop you off” he urges after a few thoughtful seconds, did he pity me, no he’s just that kind, I’d met a few of his friends Stiles, the skinny, pale and sarcastic one. Scott the sweet tall mature one and Malia the beautiful, funny and weird one. At first I was jealous of Malia when Derek had introduced me to her although I don’t have any right to be jealous as me and Derek are only roommates but I was glad when he mentioned she’s his cousin. I remembered how stiles always called Derek a sour wolf, I never understood why he said that I’ve only ever seen Derek cheerful and kind.

“Are you sure I don’t mind catching the bus” I asked, although I enjoyed every second I spent with Derek and prayed for longer moments with him “of course, I’m free all day today” he protested with a shy smile, collecting his car keys and leather jacket while opening the door open for me “ladies first”

Originally posted by iminlovewithderekhale

he grins with that heart aching smile that made me explode inside. I walk out mouthing a “thank you” as he smiled back, I liked Derek a lot! But I never had the guts to ever mention my feelings towards him, Derek was a straight 10 and I was a 3 on a good day and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.

“Is it okay if I park here? Is it close enough”

“ yes! Thank you soo much Derek I’ll see you after work” I quickly rush out looking at the time on my wrist “3 minutes late oh no” I mutter to myself running into the cafe.

Derek’s POV “Yes! Thank you so much Derek, I’ll see you after work” And her beautiful face is gone, I gulp at her sudden disappearance wishing I could spend more time with her, I knew she liked me, every time she saw me her heart beat raced like a sports car, her chemosignals would go crazy with nervousness when I got too close or accidentally made any physical contact with her, but she was so pure and innocent, naïve and kind I couldn’t bring myself to admit my feelings for her and risk her being dragged into the supernatural business and getting hurt. As I’m about to drive off I glance over where she was sat and notice her iPhone on the seat. I smile at y/n’s clumsiness always forgetting and dropping things, without thinking I grab her phone and run into the small cafe across the street.

I look around the crowded cafe unable to find Y/N, I use my wolf senses and at first only smell the strong coffee until I come across Y/Ns scent also picking up her chemo-signals, she’s scared and hurt, anger and frustration overcomes me as I barge past the groups of people trying too find her, until I come across her standing their crying, she doesn’t notice me standing there and neither does the male in front of her, his face red with anger

“I-I-I’m so sorry Johnny it won’t h-happen again” she sniffled, I feel a pain in my heart at Y/Ns sight so hopeless and scared, as I’m about to walk up to Y/N the man grabs her hand and pushes her, before whatever vile words he was about to say I grab him by his collar and push him against the wall

“if you ever, EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN I WILL RIP YOUR THROAT OUT WITH MY TEETH” “Oh my g- Derek Derek stop it’s okay” Y/N quickly comes by my side and tries to calm me down “DONT YOU DARE EVEN LOOK AT MY GIRLFRIEND” I warn him and see the terror in his eyes knowing I’ve done my job “Derek?” Y/N whimpers and puts a hand gently on my shoulder, I look at her and see her eyes full of tears “let’s go please?” I nod gently and releases the terrified man from under my grip and straighten his shirt out as a warning gesture before leaving holding Y/Ns hand.

When we get to the car she’s silent but I can tell she’s still hurt.

Y/Ns POV When we reach the car I’m lost in my thoughts replaying Derek’s words again and again in my mind 'girlfriend’? Did he really call me his girlfriend or was that just something he said in the heat of the moment…

“can I see your hand?” Derek softly asks before reaching his hand out, I nod and he continues to check my hand “did he hurt you? I’m sorry that’s a stupid question of course he did. Where did he hurt you?” Derek mumbles trying to calm himself yet the anger still in his voice. “ honestly I’m okay it was just a little pu” “Is this his first time? has he done this before? Has he ever tried to touch you in any other way?” He cuts me off before I can finish my sentence, judging by his facial expression I can tell he’s uncomfortable at the thought I don’t say anything and he slams his hands against the steering wheel causing me to flinch at the impact it had which caused the whole car to vibrate,

“ I should go back there and.. and kill him!” Derek growled, id never seen this side of Derek and it was making me scared I shift in my seat and Derek notices as the anger in his face softens to guilt “I-I’m sorry Y/N that you had to see this side of me it’s just that I care about you a lot and I feel protective over you and when I saw that idiot hurting you I didn’t think I just” he pauses thinking what to say “that’s okay Derek I understand you feel protective over me.. I know in only the friend sort of way…” I start to fidget with my hands looking away from Derek as I try to hold back my tears, my emotions getting the best of me. “Hey hey hey no don’t cry, please?” He cups my face and faces me towards him, the feeling of him touching me making me feel worse as a reminder that he’ll never be mine making me sob even more and suddenly Derek’s lips are attached to mine catching me off guard shocked at his sudden action I freeze not knowing what to do but my lips automatically started to kiss back with the same rhythm as Derek’s lips, I feel his tongue try to gain access and give him the entrance he was requesting.

seconds later he pulls away his hands still attached to my face and puts his forehead against mine and whispers “I’ve been wanting to do that for a very long time Y/N” I look up into his eyes and see no hesitance in his eyes at is words “you have?” I gasped and he smiles nodding back at my reaction, I pull away from him and playfully slap his arm “then why didn’t you do it sooner I’ve been waiting for YOU to do that for a very long time too” I laughed, “now, do you want to go get some breakfast?” Derek asks nervously, “ are you asking me out Mr. Hale?” I joke “well yes I am Miss. Y/L/N” he mimicks back and smiles at me and in this second I couldn’t wish for anything more “I would love too” I smile back at him and he starts to drive with a grin as wide as a highway plastered on his face.


Hotaru’s room at Kasugayama (Kenshin’s castle) is full of toys. 

Lol, several explanations for this:

Kenshin SPOILS him (because really, Kenshin spoils everybody, even his supposed mortal enemy *coughcoughcoughshingencoughcough*)

Also, it’s a mean to keep him entertained (and or distracted, depending on the situation)

Boy’s essentially a bubble boy who is just burst out his bubble so he needs basic education on How to Normal People and they start from the basic, this Uesugi Clan.

This is from the special Tenka natsumatsuri story.

The theme is rouge! Lol!


Seriously I would sock anyone who messes with my favourite lipstick.

Spoiler after the break.

Tsuki MC just purchased this small pot of rouge, which she brought to Hotaru’s room to show him (Why? Because Tsuki MC thought Baby Firefly needs a lesson in women’s habitual grooming? lol, dunno)

“What is that?” asked Hotaru.

“This is rouge. girls use this to paint their faces.”

“It’s red.”


Hotaru picked and eyed the rouge curiously.

“Why paint their faces?”

Why? MC mused, she thought of Kaede who always looked pretty with her impeccable make up skill *snorts, there’s a reason for that, MC-chan*.

“Because they want to look cute…”


“Because…,” MC has never really thought of it. “because, I think, they want to look cuter to the person they like.”

“Look cute…?”

Curiously he dipped his finger on the rouge then brought it to MC’s lips.

“Paint, like this?”

He swiped his finger on MC’s lips, gently. MC was aware how close he was and she’s getting the doki-doki.

Then Hotaru went silent -

“So how do-”

Hotaru cut her off by kissing her. So sudden she didn’t have time to react other than blushed furiously after and sputtered.

“MC, you’re cute,” Hotaru smiled innocently. “You thought you’d be cuter, but it’s not true.”


“I like (suki) you either way.”

MC melted inside. Like, boy, you don’t just say those things to me like that. She knew that she was hopelessly falling for this boy.


The other shinobi feels somewhat an amalgamation of the Hana samurai *casually side-eyeing Goemon and Sasuke* but Hotaru is unique because I feel like he’s filled the younger boy-eager-to-learn trope that tugged at my theoretically non-existent mother instinct, and is the lethal combination of innocence and angst and HAWTNESS and ninja-magic. 



Originally posted by apgujeon

a nice little belated birthday present for @dylanlover24!!! make sure to wish her a late happy birthday and follow her while you’re at it (she writes imagines as well)!!

otp(s): jeon jungkook x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 962

synopsis: the one where jungkook’s just a shy, awkward bean.

“you look small in my hoodie.”
a hoarse, but radiant chuckle broke the silence of the room, followed by the deep sound of skin striking cotton.
“do not!” you shot back, ardently.
“do too,” jungkook quipped, tranquilly. you could barely see his pearly white smile in the dark.
“fine,” you scoffed, sitting upright now. “since you hate it so much, you’d rather me take if off?”
you didn’t need a source of illumination to notice that jungkook’s face had suddenly burned with a blush; the sound of your guffawing only made it worsen.
“n-no – i – it was a compliment!”
“supposed to be,” you grumbled under your breath, settling yourself back against your boyfriend’s chest. he was silent.
after a few more moments of imperturbable silence, gradually broken by a distant howl or a car speeding down the road, jungkook spoke again, his voice barely mounting over the mewling of a cat from across the street, “i’m sorry.”
you angled your head to look up at him. “for what?”
“i was trying to hint that you looked good in my hoodie, but i don’t think i did a very good job.”
you chuckled, facetiously poking his cheek. “that’s okay. i wasn’t even offended – just wanted to mess wi'cha.”
he emitted a breathy chuckle, more out of relief than mirth. the arm draped around your shoulder pulled you closer to his body.
“and i’m sorry, too,” you breathed, “about what i said. i should’ve been considerate that you probably weren’t ready for that.”
jungkook laughed again, softly, another noise where another emotion fought over mirth: nervousness. “yeah…i mean – no – i – er –”
“it’s okay,” you interjected, gingerly. “i mean, we’ve only been dating for about 2 months and we haven’t even kissed yet, so i know that probably isn’t comfortable to consider yet.”
“no – no,” jungkook sat up, in his haste making your head fall from his chest and clash into the mattress. “oh – i’m sorry, i – fuck –”
you watched as jungkook dipped his head in his hands, struggling not to let a bout of laughter burst out of you. you failed and quickly masked it behind a fraudulent cough. he let his fingers slither through his hair, his knees drawing up to his chest, before speaking.
“i’m such a mess.”
“you’re a cute mess,” you murmured softly, resting your head on his shoulder. his lips barely quirked with amusement, before his eyes lowered to his sock-clad feet.
“i don’t want you to think i don’t love you,” he whispered, turning so his eyes bored into yours. the shock on your face gradually mirrored on his and in a swift motion, his hand carpeted his mouth and his eyes clamped shut so tightly, terse wrinkles lit his eyelids. you couldn’t stop the grin that grew on your face.
jeon jungkook loved you.

damn, that felt good. it would be even better the moment you were alone in your room and could whisper it incessantly to yourself.
jungkook, on the other hand, looked like he wanted to fucking die and you didn’t how to feel about that. his eyes were wider than saucers and looked almost bloodshot, like he’d just been slapped by the hulk.
“i – i just said i loved you, didn’t i?” he turned to look at you, removing his hand from his mouth, and you fought back a giggle at how cute he looked.
“yes,” you replied, a soft smile playing on your face. “and if it makes you feel better” – you laced his fingers with yours – “i love you too.”
it was like something had passed over his face: one minute he looked utterly horrified and the next he looked like he’d just sought the largest cone of ice cream in the world.
a sudden, tumultuous bout of laughter shook his whole body, making him nearly look like a mad man as he chuckled to himself. “th-that’s great. that’s really damn great.”
you wrapped your arms around his waist, feeling the heat pouring off him. all of the tension he’d endured had clearly made him anxious and you could only imagine how fast his heart was beating at the moment. he held you close, an easy smile on his face.
“sorry,” you whispered, “i didn’t mean to make that so nerve wracking.”
“no, no, i knew it’d be like that,” he said. “well, not like that, but…you know…”
you nodded, and he seemed relieved and a little impressed at the mutual understanding. “i know, kookie, i know.”
the smile grew on his face.
“do you like me calling you that?” you asked. “kookie? i mean, if you don’t –”
“no, it’s fine,” he said. “perfect.” he gingerly regarded a strand of hair that had fallen onto your forehead and smoothed it back into place, the smile on his mouth becoming of admiration. as his hand fell back in place on his thigh, you took it in yours, wounding your fingers back together, letting your fingertips run along the calloused skin. just as you made to comment on how firm his hands were, one of them was poised on your chin, gently lifting her head up, and next thing you knew your lips were melting into jungkook’s and you were gently kissing him in the darkness. time didn’t seem to exist, you couldn’t recount how long your mouth stayed settled against his, but when you broke apart, it didn’t feel to be enough. jungkook looked almost amazed as he disconnected his lips from yours, as if he’d never felt such a sensation before.
“that was nice.”
you laughed and he couldn’t help but smile. “thanks.” and lifting yourself, you touched your lips to his again, having no other plans than to keep them rooted there for the rest of the night.


Peter handed the cashier the money that he owed for the miscellaneous items Aunt May needed for her lunch tomorrow. Nodding his head as a goodnight, he plugged in his headphones and headed out of the 24 hour grocery store. Glancing down at his phone, he winced at the time. It was getting close to midnight, no doubt Aunt May would either be sleeping or staying up to scold him for being out so late. 

He couldn’t help it. He had gotten distracted by the news on the television store he had passed along the way. The city was divided on Spider-Man and Peter got a little too invested in what they were saying. And then he had found some perfectly good CD players and old camcorders that were tossed in the dumpster by the electronics store. To be completely honest, it was a wonder that Peter had even made it to the grocery store at all. He was easily distracted and always seemed to veer off course unless it was extremely important. 

He was halfway home when he noticed a girl sitting on the front steps of a house that was blaring with awful music and strobe lights bright enough to cause him to have a seizure. Slowing down his pace, he shifted the bags in his hands and pulled out one of the headphones. 

“You okay?” 

The girl’s head snapped up, her eyes widening and then relaxing that it was just a kid and not some crazy looking stranger. Pulling her knees further to her chest, she gave a small smile and nodded. “Me? Yes. I’m okay.” 

Peter wasn’t convinced, looking at her clearer, he recognized her from his computer class. Flickering a look towards the house, he rose a brow. “Shouldn’t you be inside?”

Shrugging, she sighed. “I suppose.” Looking behind her, she frowned. She could see her friends dancing and having fun from behind the windows. Turning back around, she mumbled. “I’m just not feeling it tonight.” Shoving her hands in her jacket pockets, she looked up at Peter. “I’m waiting on my friends to finish having fun.” 

“They don’t sound like good friends if you’re out here all by yourself….” Peter stated. Again he shifted the bags in his hands.

“Oh! No, they’re great! I love my friends,” she defended, frowning, she ran a hand through her hair as she tried to figure out how to say what she wanted to say without sounding mean. “They just….sometimes…they can be a little overbearing. They definitely mean well! I’ve been cramming for the past two weeks for finals and I’m not always up for parties, you know? And they begged me to come out tonight and I-”

“-gave into peer pressure? It’s okay. I understand.” Peter assured even though he honestly had no idea what it felt like to be pressured into a party he didn’t want to go to. In fact, he wasn’t sure if he had ever been invited to any of the parties that had been popping up for the past few months. Not that he minded, he had important business to take care of most nights but before he became Spider-Man, he may have been a little upset. 

She frowned but eventually nodded. “Yeah, I suppose I did give into peer pressure.” Sighing, she bit her lip. “I really mean it though, they do mean well. If I asked them to leave, they would but I don’t want to ruin their fun because I’m not having fun.” 

Peter gave her a smile, he hadn’t really spent a lot of time admiring her like he did with Liz but he knew that she was one of the sweetest girls in his school. Placing the bags in his opposite hand, he stuck the other for her to shake. “I’m Peter, by the way.” 

“I know.” She smiled, taking his hand anyway. “You’re in my computer class,” she giggled at his expression. “You aren’t invisible, Peter.” 

“Yeah, I, um, I, didn’t, I figured you didn’t know me. Most people ignore that I exist, so….” Trailing off, he tilted his head and did a little spin before adding, “I know who you are too.” He mumbled her name and went red at her tired, glistening eyes and smile. 

[Y/N] didn’t know much about Peter other than he was one hell of a smart kid but she had a feeling that there was a lot more to him that his slightly adorable looks. The more time she sat on the curb listening to him mumble and avoid her eye contact, the more she realized just how cute he was. Shaking her head, she chuckled. “I would never just ignore someone’s existence, everyone has a purpose whether it be good or bad.” 

Peter just smiled, nodding. A silence fell over the two for a moment before Peter had an idea.  “Well, listen, uh, um, I could, you know, maybe, if you wanted.” Closing his mouth, he internally called himself in an idiot for sounding like one. “I could walk you home, if you want.” He flickered a look towards the party that didn’t seem to anywhere near close to being done. “Seems like they might be in there for awhile.” 

She turned her head too, glancing at her friends drinking it up. Sighing, she stood up. [Y/N] smiled lightly, “You know what, yeah.” Pulling out her phone, she sent her friends a group text saying that she was headed home and a thank you for inviting her out. Putting into her pocket, she looked up at Peter’s dumbfounded face. “What?” 

“N-nothing! I, uh, didn’t think you’d-”

“-Peter,” she firmly said, walking towards him, she pulled a bag from his hand and held it in her own, “You made an offer to walk me home, anywhere sounds better than here.” 

“Right.” He spoke softly, smiling, he bit his lip. “Where to, which direction?” Aunt May would understand if he was just a few more minutes late. 

[Y/N] tilted her head, a smirk on her lips. “Are you sure that you don’t do the pretending of people’s existence?”

“Uh what?” 

She started walking, causing Peter to stumble after her. She chuckled, “We live in the same apartment complex, Parker.” She flickered a look, “I’m pretty sure everyday we sit across from each other on the train.” Sighing, she smirked again. “Although, you’re pretty invested in your iPod most mornings so it doesn’t offend me that you didn’t know that part but come on, we’ve bumped into each other on the elevator, I’m sure.” 

Peter recalled a few moments where he did remember her being in his complex. “Oh, wow. I, I’m sorry. I never pay attention. I’ll be sure to not pretend you don’t exist.” He flickered her a smile. 

“Good!” She giggled. “Because I won’t be forgiving next time now that we’ve made our acquaintances.”  

Jughead x Reader: I Love You, Okay?

Warnings: none
Requested: yes
A/N: this is short but I didn’t really know how to elaborate :(

*your POV*

“Alright girls, now we have possibly our last game of the season tomorrow night, so we have to look our best and finish the season with a boom.” Cheryl Blossom, head of the cheerleading squad spoke in her cringy, ear-piercing voice. She disgusted me in every sense, and ever since Jason’s death she had become more annoying, using his murder to get out of things. I glanced over at the bleachers where Jughead was hiding, just like every practice. He always came to watch me secretly, and it made my heart flutter. He knew I hated Cheryl and whenever she would go off on a tangent about something Jughead would always mock her, making me giggle.

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exo reaction when someone has a crush on you  [IV]

“Requested by anon… (Last member)





Chanyeol will learn about it from the guy himself. Your relationship is not public and both of you like it more private. So when a guy says he likes you and wants to make a move on you, Chanyeol’s eyes widen and he coughs into the drink he is drinking. 

“What? Who?” Chanyeol asks again to make sure. 

“Y/N. She is cute and pretty. You are close to her, right?” The guy says, turning to look at Chanyeol. “Can you help me in to get her?” 

“YAH!” Chanyeol snaps, putting his drink down. Realizing how he reacted, he clears his throat. “Yah. Not her. There are many other girls better than her. Just not her.” 

The guy smiles, shaking his head. “No, I think she is the perfect one for me. Please help me.” 

Help you in what, you punk. Chanyeol thinks as he fakes a nervous laughter. “Help you?” 

“You know what she likes, tell me I want to surprise her.” 

“She doesn’t like anything.” 

“Eih, why are you so uncooperative?”

“Why are you so slow?” Chanyeol says back, sighing. 

That’s when another friend laughs after enjoying both of you. “Yah, forget about Y/N. She’s already taken.” 


“Don’t you dare approach her” Chanyeols warns him. 

“Why? Who is her boyfriend? She doesn’t have anyone around her…” He turns to look at Chanyeol who is raising an eyebrow at him. “She does.” 

Your relationship from now on will be public, because Chanyeol will not allow something like this to happen again.

“Let’s see what else you like about my girl.“

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

BTS Reaction to being bad boys and you being a shy girl

Anon Requested:  Hello! May I request a reaction with BTS? Where bts are like bad boys and they see a cute/shy girl? Just ignore this if you don’t do AUs :)

UMMMMM I LOVE AU’S SO REQUEST AS MANY AS YOU WANT BECAUSE YAYAYAYAY. And on another note, can you guys believe im actually posting something other than a ship or aesthetic??

Jungkook: Jungkook had this rap as the bad boy, the one who didn’t care about anyone and was mainly to himself and a few select friends. When he saw you walking along the halls, glasses pushed up and books held tight to your chest he had just kept the same blank look on his face. His eyes trained on you but he so desperately wanted to smile thinking how cute you looked.

Originally posted by softykook

Taehyung: Upon seeing you Taehyung couldn’t help but smirk. He’d be leaning back against the lockers in the hall watching you as you quickly got to your locker putting your science book away and grabbing your AP Literature and quickly walking past him. You were so innocent and such a shy girl that he couldn’t help but be amused by you.

Jimin: Jimin hadn’t really noticed you when you walked past him. You were walking with your close friend during lunch and he hadn’t looked over until he caught sight of your friend. She was the loud one, the most popular girl so he hadn’t looked twice at you any other day unless you were with your friend.

Originally posted by riceballjimin

Jhope: Hoseok saw you as interesting. Someone so quiet yet so friendly and popular at the same time caught interest in him. His eyes were trained on you as you sat down at the lunch table you sat at everyday. You smiled at your friends while they all decided to talk, Hoseok kept his eyes on you slightly smiling and tilting his head. No other girl at this school caught his interest and he wanted to know why you did.

Originally posted by jaayhope

Namjoon: Namjoon couldn’t help but smile. He’s seen you before walking quickly down the halls trying to be the first one to class and he looked at you and thought you were the most adorable thing ever. He liked how shy you were and how you stayed focused on school rather than boys like him. 

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

Yoongi: Min Yoongi. the school’s bad boy. The boy who could get any girl he wanted with just a snap of his fingers. He slept with the majority of the cheerleaders but his eyes were only trained on you. You were sitting on the bench outside of the music room and that’s when Yoongi left his group of friends and walked towards you who was too busy reading the latest book you had borrowed from the library. He showed his cocky, confident behavior on the outside but inside he was beyond nervous.

Originally posted by yoongichii

Jin: Jin hadn’t noticed you at school until the day you were rushing to class trying to study up on the quiz you were to take in the next five minutes. You had ran straight into him dropping your text book immediately stopping and looking from Jin and your text book repeating raising and dropping your head. The minute you realized you had ran into The Kim Seokjin you automatically grabbed your textbook and began stuttering an apology. You quickly disappeared into the science classroom but left an imprint of Jin causing him to always remember you.

Originally posted by missbaptan