swallowed me, this lunatic. Please save me tonight. Within this childish
madness, you will save
me tonight.” - [“Save Me” - BTS]
was an unprecedented love that bloomed within the halls of your high school,
until secret words were overheard, and shattered the budding romance. It
changed your life forever, leading you down a path you had never thought you
would be on– training to become a secret agent. You chose it to escape Yoongi and
the results of how things ended between you two, but as fate would have it,
that very same choice ended up leading you right back to him. Will you be able
to save your clients and solve mysteries together despite your history? Will
you be able to save each other? Will you able to save yourself…from
Reader (ft. Jin & all the other BTS members)
Action, Angst, & Fluff (contains some violence, mentions of murder, death,
A/N: Hi everyone ~ Sorry it’s been a little while since I’ve updated! But I’m happy to present to you my new story ^_^ & CONGRATS TO BTS FOR WINNING TOP SOCIAL ARTIST AT THE BBMAS WOOOO! Let me know if the “Keep Reading” link doesn’t work!
It was a cliché high school love story, without the
were one of the quietest and most diligent students in your high school, a
shadow to most students, but preferred and known by all the teachers. On the
other hand, Min Yoongi was extremely popular and beloved. You two were
different ends of the spectrum; your orbits were never meant to interact.
Gravity shouldn’t have pulled you in stronger than it did.
it wasn’t love at first sight. Definitely not.
fact, you were hardly concerned about the people around you, merely pleased
with a good book under your nose. Until one day…
Summary: When Y/N overhears Cassian and K2 talk about how
she isn’t the right fit to work a certain mission, she begins to question
herself and does everything she can to better herself while also damaging
herself in the process.
“You’d have to say the way The Beatles broke up was a bit untidy, a bit ugly. We were such a great little band, it would’ve been nice to just continue on, but the business side really crept in and got a bit sticky. I regret that. If I could have reversed that scenario, it wouldn’t have been a bad idea. But otherwise, no regrets, really. You do what you do, and try and make things work out, and have a bit of fun while you’re doin’ it. That’s the story for me, these days.“
[Paul, answering the question if, when looking back over his life, he had any regrets, New Zealand Stuff magazine, 2nd July 2017]
Scan - from Beatles Monthly No. 2, September 1963. Scanned by yours truly in honour of McLennon Day 2017, 60 years since John met Paul, and they started A Great Little Band!
A/N: This is my first imagine/oneshot Michael fic. I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3
This was requested by @flufy07:
Imagine during the apocalypse you get taken hostage by Zachariah to get dean to say yes and michael falling for you during your time as heavens prisoner? (and is being a dick and stuff XD) please?
Zachariah threw you into one of Heaven’s prison cells. He didn’t care about hurting you either. You were only a ploy to get Dean Winchester to say yes to being Michael’s vessel. You almost wished you could kill the angel who took you.
“Let me out of here,” you shouted, grabbing onto the bars of the cell.
“Not a chance [Y/N],” Zachariah sneered. “You’ll be lucky if I don’t end up killing you. You’re nothing more than a piece of meat. The perfect bait.”
“Once I get out of here, I’m going to kill your ass,” you seethed.
“Hah,” the angel scoffed. “I’d like to see you try.” Zachariah walked down the hall and out of sight.
Reversible poster from GIGS magazine September 2016 issue. Scanned, stitched, and cleaned by yours truly. One of the most time consuming Photoshop jobs ever done. I will try to do the same with the rest of the Dir en grey feature in this issue.
Please give credit if you use it. Link above is the high quality scans.
There are moments that change your life and unfortunately for Loki when these
moments present themselves he never fails to make the wrong choice.
New York City – Chain Smokers
This is for my 800 followers celebration as requested by the awesome @thorne93
who has now given me Loki feels. This is
my first attempt at Loki so I apologise in advance, also not a happy fluffy one
This wasn’t part of the plan. You had never been part of the plan but that
was just typical of how his life was panning out. The first time he had met you it was brief
but that had been all it took. You and
Barton had been tasked to guard the mysterious crater with the weird hammer in
the middle of it and while Barton had been engaged elsewhere you had spotted a
lone figure approach the artifact.
Cautiously you had stalked him as if he wasn’t already aware of your
presence. When he turned to face you the
sardonic smirk on his lips fell and his eyes widened. Sure, you were pointing a gun at him but the
fire and passion in your eyes captivated him in a way he was not accustomed
Okay so I just have to request this prompt for Modern Kylo Ren it's perfect: I came as a Jedi for a Halloween party and now there’s a person dressed as Darth Vader trying to hit me up. (it's kylo-renne btw)
The “I came as a Jedi for a Halloween party and now there’s a person dressed as Darth Vader trying to hit me up” prompt is too perfect for a modern kylo fic LOL please do it if you can
Haha, it is such a perfect prompt for him! Omg thank you for requesting bebes ( @kylo-renne ), I hope you like this!
Modern AU Kylo Ren +
“I came as a Jedi for a Halloween party and now there’s a person dressed as Darth Vader trying to hit me up”
“What are you supposed to be?”
You rolled your eyes, it was at least the third time in the night someone had asked you. Though you had only been there for about an hour, or so it seemed, many of the attendee’s were inquiring about your personalized costume. The fact that you were one of the hand full of people actually dressed as a character and not something as bland as a basic animal of some sort only added to your annoyance. This was obviously not a crowd that shared many common interests with you.
You sighed, “A Jedi.”
The girl in bunny ears stared at you, obviously processing what you were saying before she just looked you over and gave you a nod, “Oh.”
Giving her a fake smile you nodded and began walking away, “Great talking to you.”
Rey snickered at you as she shook her head, “I sense the subtly in your sarcastic responses is slowly slipping away.”
Rey walked in front of you, turning to look over her shoulder as she made her way to the kitchen.
“I’m going to get us some more drinks.”
You nodded, “I’ll be here.”
Leaning up against the wall you sighed as your eyes scanned the room. You truly enjoyed most parties, letting loose and seeing all of your friends, this time however it didn’t feel quite the same this time. Poe and Finn were far less interested in spending time with you and Rey as they danced together, basking in their festive happiness. Rey was of course by your side but seemed far more interested in scoping out dates than spending time with you. You couldn’t blame her, that was something you used to enjoy at parties too.
Suddenly a baritone voice came up to your side, “I see the force is strong with you.”
Instantly you turned to your side and looked to see who the first person to correctly refer to your attire was. To no surprise, he was dressed as another infamous character from the franchise; Darth Vader. Had you showed up in that far more people would have likely known who you were. You gave them a small smile, realizing now just how tall this individual was.
“And with you.”
They stood there for a moment, seeming as though they were actually thinking through what to say next. Suddenly they spoke up again, leaning down towards you a little more.
“I like your costume.”
You nodded, “I like yours too. The buttons look very real.”
An awkward silence fell between you two as the Vader mask simply stared back at you, as if waiting for you to say something. Clearing your throat as you were unable to handle the awkward lack of conversation you gave them a smile.
“I’m gonna go find my friend. Nice talking to you.”
After walking off to find Rey, thinking Vader was going to be a small presence in your evening, you were soon proven wrong. The person, who you decifered was likely a man, constantly found their way back to you no matter where you were in the party. As if they had a natural instinct to track you down. Not to mention they continually attempted to speak to you, still remaining as awkward as the first time they spoke to you. You kept wondering if they were going to improve in their approach and yet, it never happened.
When he came around a fifth time you rolled your eyes. You had wanted to leave earlier, but at this point it seemed like you needed to if Darth Vader was going to continue being your shadow. Placing your hand on your hip you groaned at the tall figure.
“What do you want now Lord Vader?”
They paused for a moment, seeming to almost slow their approach. You couldn’t entirely read them considering you only had body language as a reference with the mask still on, but you swore they seemed to almost be hurt by your sudden change in tone.
“I just wanted to talk to you.”
“You’ve literally talked to me multiple times in the evening and none of those conversations have gone anywhere. What do you possibly have to say this time? Or are you here to challenge me to a lightsaber duel?”
The man seemed to be growing more physically uncomfortable.
“How’s your evening going?”
You scoffed, “It’s shit to be quite frank. Especially with you trailing behind my ass all night long. Do you realize how creepy it is? Are you a stalker or something?”
“You should really stop acting like one then.”
“I’m not stalking you.”
“Then what are you doing?!”
“I’m trying to talk to you normally so I can ask if you would like to go to dinner sometime!”
Your brows furrowed, “Take me to dinner? Why would I go to dinner with you?”
The man sighed as his shoulders dropped, “Forget it. Happy Halloween.”
You stood there for a moment trying to process what had just been said as the man sauntered off. Rey walked up to you with furrowed brows.
“What was that about?”
You sighed, “Ah it was nothing.”
“You sure? Kylo hardly ever talks to anyone besides Hux and Phasma, and even they’re exceptions. It’s rare for him to approach you so willingly.”
Your heart suddenly felt as though it stopped, “The guy in the Vader costume was Kylo? As in your cousin Kylo?”
Rey nodded with a faint snort, “Of course it was Kylo. He’s a Vader fanatic.”
You turned to look towards the crowd seeing no sign of him any longer. Though you had never heard Kylo speak before you had certainly seen him before. You knew how intimidating yet shy he was. Had you known it was him under the mask your reactions would have likely been much different than they were. There had been many instances and small whispers over the years about the fact that he was attracted to you. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find him attractive too, especially in the years after junior year. Knowing Kylo however, you knew he didn’t know how to approach you no matter how much he liked you. Even behind a mask to hide his anxiety he struggled. The thought alone gave your gut a dull ache.
Imagine Sansa getting jealous when Joffrey ‘flirts’ with you at a feast.
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\ Request from @pointlessgirlvibes /
Can I request an imagine where Joffrey is being very sexual towards the reader at the feast not realising Sansa was listening. When the reader asks Sansa what’s wrong she says she heard and was upset because she likes you? Maybe some smut idk?
title: take it slow genre: fluff / smut characters: key x you prompt(s): 44. “How are you a virgin? Guys must’ve thrown themselves at you with a body like that.” 49. “So, did you enjoy last night?” 6. “You are, and always have been, the love of my life.” extras: I totally skipped this request by accident! I’m so sorry for the wait :/ refer to this post for the drabble game. requests are closed.
AN: This totally took longer than I expected - it had a life of it’s own. If all goes according to plan, I’ll have another one-shot of a VIxx member (potentially Leo) then an update for Ravi’s series before going on to P.O.
It should also be said that this is the longest one-shot scenario I’ve written so far.
Modern AU Kylo +
“I don’t want you to stop.” +
“Tell me you need me.”
Laughing uncontrollably you lightly laid your hands upon your stomach, your face crinkling up in joy.
Kylo chuckled back, digging his fingers into your skin as he continued to tickle you. Though it wasn’t generally something he did, he had found a small flicker of pleasure from watching you giggle to the point of your muscles being sore, your laughter filling the air.
“Why should I?”
“I’m dying! AH! Kylo please!”
Continuing to laugh your eyes slowly winced shut as faint tears began to pool from your eyes, the sheer joy (and subtle torture) unable to be contained any further. Turning himself, Kylo situated himself on his side, better looking at your face as you attempted to shift away from his relentless tickling.
Just as you were about to roll away from him you suddenly gasped at the shift of weight before you. Before you could even process what he was doing Kylo rolled himself on top of you, smirking down at you as he held you in place. His eyes were focused and his grin still present as faint breaths escaped his lips, his chest rising and falling. Though his weight crushed you ever so slightly, you found yourself gazing into his eyes, your giggles slowly subsiding as the space between fell quiet.
You both were breathing heavily, just staring at each other. Kylo’s eyes instantly flicked to your lips before returning to your own eyes. Though it was silent you could feel the tension between you both growing. Within a moment Kylo suddenly lowered his neck closer to you, pressing his lips abruptly to yours. The feeling itself was what you could only imagine they wrote about in novels.
Despite it being so sudden and otherwise unwarranted, it surely warmed you in a way you hadn’t expected it to, made your gut flutter with butterflies far more than you would have hoped for it to. Within the blink of an eye Kylo suddenly pulled away, his eyes now filled with concern.
“I-I’m sorry I shouldn’t have, I’m sorry.”
You furrowed your brows faintly, “You shouldn’t be sorry.”
Kylo’s own brows furrowed as you gave him a faint smirk.
“I don’t want you to stop.”
For a moment he hesitated, his eyes scanning the entirety of your face as if to assure you truly meant what you were saying. Just as quickly as he had pulled away he plunged back towards you, his lips practically attacking yours in a blissful smash.
Within mere moments the kiss grew deeper, your lips moving perfectly in sync with each other despite the somewhat sloppy onslaught from Kylo. You could tell from the way he kissed you he had not only wanted this but was desperate for it. Pulling your hands from his grip you gently put your hands into his soft locks, casually pulling at the strands. With one tug you elicited a growl from him, one obviously out of pleasure. Judging by the undeniable presence pushing at your thigh through his jeans, you knew he was more than content.
Pulling away for a moment between kisses he looked down at you, breathing heavily.
“Tell me you need me.”
Returning to you he brought his lips to your neck instead, allowing you to speak freely. Closing your eyes in bliss at the feeling you hummed before attempting to respond.
“Tell me you need me, please…just tell me.”
Running a hand through his hair you sighed, “I-I need you.”
Kylo hummed against your skin, obviously satisfied at the breathy sound of you asking for him. You had always known Kylo was interested in you, but never had you thought he would be so bold to do what he was doing now. Feeling the words on your tongue you suddenly opened your eyes, gently pushing Kylo from your neck, assuring he was looking down at you again. Placing your hand to his cheek you sighed, staring straight into his irises.
“I need you.”
His intense gaze matched yours, unfaltering and focused. Not bothering to wait for any further response Kylo immediately went back to your lips, pulling you close to him as he began to tug at your clothes. Now he muttered against your skin.