Can you write a scenario about fighting with B.I.?
- Dear anon you asked for this. So this is angst with no happy ending. Enjoy.
Genre: angst, slight smut Members: Hanbin x You Word count: 1482
you want to do?” you spoke staring at Hanbin
Two of you sat on his bed. He leans back on his arm and leans his head to the
“Since guys will come like soon. Truth or dare?” his eyes fall on yours
“Just us?” you raise your eyebrows
“What you scared?” he raised one of his eyebrows
“No, I am not. Let’s play” you smile and make yourself comfortable on the bed,
grabbing one of his pillows holding it in your lap.
“Okay. Truth or dare?” he sits facing you
You lick your lips and smile.
Hanbin looks at you and nods his head. Running his fingers through his hair, he
stops for a minute.
“So like anything we can ask to do?” he asked
“Yeah I don’t mind anything” you nod your head
“I dare you to make a hickey on my neck” he leans back on his arms
You smiled and moved towards him. You actually sat on his lap. Both of you felt
some tension between each other.
You lean down slowly, you had a small smile on your face. Slowly and softly you
start kissing his neck. You started off with light kisses, then started to
slowly kiss bit harder. Hanbin throws his head back a bit, letting you more access.
You finally find a spot and place your lips on his neck, starting to slowly
sucking on his skin, not too hard, just the right way.
After few moments you pull away, and kiss the area few more times and move
You look at Hanbin and two of you smile at each other. You kept sitting down in
lap, not wanting to move.
“Truth or dare?” you spoke, looking down at him
“Dare.” He smirks
“I dare you to make out with me.” You said
Hanbin smiled, his hand is on your neck pulling you down towards him, he leans
in slowly and you can feel his lips on yours.
First he started out slowly, one kiss, two… His tongue slides across your lower
lip, with no hesitation you let him in.
His tongue slips inside your mouth, gentle but demanding, and it’s nothing like
you ever experienced, and suddenly every square inch of your body dissolves
into his. Your fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer. Your veins throb and your
heart explodes. You have never wanted anyone like this before. Ever.
Your hands were on his face, as two of you kissed deeper, better. Hanbin felt
your hips moving slowy against him.
Two of you were just getting started.
“Hanbin we are HOME!” two of you hear guys yelling downstairs.
Two of you pull away, catching some air. You quickly get off and sit on the
Hanbin and you look at each other few times, and hear the door open.
“What two of you doinn?” Bobby smiled and walks to sit down between two of you
“Just been hanging out.” Hanbin spoke
You lick your lips and smile and nod your head in agreement.
“Okay okay. We got food, so boys and girls come eat” Bobby spoke.
night, Hanbin and you been meeting up
for few times, but in secret.
“I have something to ask you” he said looking to the side at you
“Ask away” you said
“I was thinking. This is all if you want to, but since we been doing this for a
while, do you want to be like friends with benefits?” his voice was a bit shaky
but he kept it cool.
You look away from him and look at the sky, just thinking for a moment. Hanbin
watched you, waiting for your answer. He runs his fingers through his hair,
already feeling a bit nervous of what you will say.
“No one will know?” you look at him
“I am fine with anything.” He nods his head
“I mean, I don’t care if they know or not”
“Same” two of you smile at each other
“Okay, I like this” you spoke
In a way you knew this was coming. That two of you will be something. You
already were since that night.
It was a deal. No feelings involved, and you respect that. Hoping you don’t get
attached to him.
to show slowly. Dirty talking, sending nudes. It was something weird at first
because Hanbin was your friend for a long time. And two of you getting this
sides of each other was something new, but so amazing.
Soon as the
night falls, it’s just him and you.
His lips attacking your neck, his hands going down your body. You letting out
quiet moans, as your eyes are shut.
You nails running up his back, leaving red lines along. You back arching as his
lips kiss down your body, as his fingers tease you. The way he fucks you makes
you not want him to stop, ever.
It was all fun and games till it started to change.
Year passes by so quickly. Still two of you were a “thing”.
Hanbin a lot of times would be cold, wouldn’t be in a mood for anything. Would
sometimes ignore you, push you away.
It all just started to make you feel like you were always used.
When the night comes, everything is so amazing, great, but during the day he’s
a cold heart ass guy which hurt your feelings. He would have some stupid excuses
who you wouldn’t believe at all.
Everything was going through your head. You just felt so used. Just used and
you sat on your bed.
your phone aside, you lay down, you wanted to cry, but why would you? You are
just friends with benefits after all. There are no feelings involved.
couple of hours, Hanbin nicely asked you to come and meet him to tell him what
is going on.
You walked to your spot, he was already there.
Hanbin looks up at you and you sit down next to him.
“What is up?”
“What is up?” you look at him and laugh
“Why are you like this?” Hanbin was confused
“I am feeling so used right now” you spoke trying to be calm
“Yeah. Like I feel you actually go around and fuck around with other girls,
while I just sit at home.”
“Y/N shut up. The fuck you are talking about?”
“Are you fucking serious. You are not being used-“
“I AM though. I am. WHY do you always have lame excuses not to hang out with me
over the day, just like we used to?” you look at him, your voice shaking
“We don’t even like do anything anymore. Like at all.” You tear up a little bit
“Why did everything change. What happened?”
Hanbin takes a breath and looks away.
“I… I been with someone else” he looks at your eyes and sees your heart
He knows you liked, even loved him for a long time.
“So I was used. All the damn time.” You nod your head looking down
“You never cared about me” you added
“Y/N of course I did.”
“Since day one you never did. Don’t lie Hanbin.”
“You fucked around with me till you got sick of me. You are such a headfuck
man.” You laughed
“I know it’s wrong from me that I didn’t tell you before.”
All girls will see what actually fucking asshole you are” you started to get
“Y/N, calm down” he said
“Calm down? Calm down Hanbin, really?”
“I am fucking sorry, but shit happens.” He raised his voice a bit
“Don’t you ever, but EVER talk to me again! I HATE YOU”
You stand up and start walking away, but Hanbin grabs your hand, stopping you.
“You know what. I planned on to be even more fucking cold and heartless towards
you. To crush your little fucking heart into pieces. That you beg and try to
fix everything.” He got close to you, being so cold.
“You were too easy to get on. A girl who would do anything just because you
were so desperate.”
“You think I didn’t know how boys just used you and threw you away like a piece
of garbage. Yeah they did it because you are again, too easyyy. I fucking loved
to fuck you around, fuck you, see and learn everything about you.” He breathes
“But I got sick of you, like everyone else did. You weren’t fun anymore. I
wanted something more fun again.” He looks at your eyes
“So hate me all you want. And yes I never cared about you, since day one,
the truth. Thank fuck I won’t see you ever again.” He said and walked by pass
you, sliding his hands in his jeans pockets.
WTactualFUCK is going on.
“We found the only way in.” (“Only way in is through the front door.”)
“Place is shut up tight.” (“Place is nailed up tight.”)
“*some variation of we can stay here for a while*” (“Maybe we stick around here for a while.”)
*infinite tealights* (*infinite tealights*)
OH LOOK A TRUNK.
↳ Joe and Caspar are on opposite ends of the social spectrum - one is the school’s resident football celebrity, while the other can barely get people to notice him. But what happens when Caspar finds that he isn’t as invisible as he thinks he is?
Featuring JJ as the overly-protective best friend.
psych! no angst allowed here, only rita and juno having fun and bonding.
it’s gonna be alright
“Don’t you dare die on me!”
“Rita, he’s definitely going to die, he just got shot seven times in the head.”
“You never know, Mister Steel, you never know!” Rita was on the edge of her seat, elbowing Juno in the side every time she bounced up and down in excitement.
So maybe Juno had had a really long day and maybe he had taken up Rita on her offer to come home with her and watch shitty Martian soaps and do their nails and eat cheap takeout. And maybe he was even enjoying it. It’s not like he needed to admit it or anything.
“My darling, my Mars Bar of delight, how could you die and leave me all alone, a lonely homesteader widow in this great desert.”
Mrs. Almelialily Jonesmithton stands up from her husband’s still body, and there is a shot of her face staring out the anachronistic shielded glass windows. It reveals a single perfect tear sliding down her face, not disturbing her perfect eyeliner or fake eyelashes.
“I fear I shall live the rest of my life in solitude… Unless…”
Rita was tearing up, trying to wipe her eyes without smudging her nail polish. Life’s A Beach, a teal color that Juno had picked out for her. It went with a coat she really liked to wear to work, and fine okay maybe Juno noticed stuff like that every now and then. It was his job to notice things.
“Boss,” she said through sniffles, “how are you not affected, by, by any of this? Do you have no heart!” Rita threw herself sideways across him and stared up with big Disney eyes. “Nothing?”
He nodded, doing his best impression of a straight face. Heh. Straight. Him. “Nothing, Rita. I’ve got Hyperion’s coldest soul.”
She shook his head. “Mister Steel, how on Mars have you made it this far without letting yourself cry at sad streams?”
Juno raised his eyebrows. “Like this?”
Onscreen, the door to the Jonesmithton household is slammed open and a woman with a shirt strategically ripped to reveal at least twelve rippling abs runs inside.
She’s apparently the dead guy’s sister, here to claim the heroine as her wife.
Rita nodded emphatically. “Like this! See, I’ve been following the Jonesmithtons for AGES, Mister Steel, AGES, and this scene!” She jabs at the holoscreen with one teal-painted finger. “This scene! Is the culmination of seasons worth of tension - both negative in Almelialily’s and Joeadam’s marriage AND sexual tension between Almelialily and Jennysarapril!”
“Oh, I see.”
Rita giggled. “And come on, boss, I know you. Jennysara is gorgeous, right?” She grabbed a handful of popcorn out of the bowl on the floor - smearing teal nail polish over half a dozen other kernels. It would probably be fine.
Juno hummed. “Ehhh, I don’t know, Joeadam has a real strong jaw. I like that in a man.”
“Don’t you mean had a real strong jaw?”
He looked her in the eyes. “You never know, Rita, you never know.”
While Jennysarapril and Almelialily embrace tenderly in the foreground, something moves behind them. It’s Joeadam, struggling to stand up from the floor! “Somethin’ I never told you,” he rasps. “I was born half-Martian, so I’m immortal.” He sees his wife and sister locked together, and tears immediately well up in his eyes that now glow purple.
“That’s not how Martians work!”
“It is now!”
Juno shook his head. “I’ll let it go if you stop getting nail polish in the snacks and paint my nails black instead of whatever neon shade you were going to go for.”
Rita sat back on the couch digging through a box held together with duct tape and hope to find a bottle of nail polish. “No can do, Steel, I have the perfect color for you and I will not be dissuaded. Rita is unstoppable!” She pulled a deep navy bottle from the box and held it out to Juno. “ ‘The Midnight Fox’, see? Gorgeous.”
“I know you love it. C’mon, c’mon, tell me you love it!”
“Maybe I tolerate it. Now shut up and do my nails, I wanna hear what Juliesue thinks of her half-brother being Martian.”
Rita beamed ear to ear, and mimed a zipping motion across her face and throwing away the key. Juno smiled back at her, for once not thinking about the rent due in his apartment or how many months it had been since he’d smelled Nureyev’s cologne or any of the million things that weighed on him every day. Just sat on a couch with someone who was probably his best friend, getting a little drunk off nail polish fumes and laughing at soap operas.
The first good night he’d had in a long, long while.
’ _______ wants to know what’s going on. ’
’ ________, what’s going on? ’
’ I don’t know. What’s going on, _______? ’
’ Wait a minute. Who wants to know? ’
’ How are those maggots? ’
’ You’re eating maggots. How do they taste? ’
’ Second shelf is mine. ’
’ Nobody touches the second shelf but me. ’
’ It is too late, my blood is in your veins. ’
’ Wait, wait. You have a TV? ’
’ No. I just like to read the TV Guide. ’
’ Read the TV Guide, you don’t need a TV. ’
’ If you try to stop us, or vamp out in any way, I’ll stake you without even thinking twice about it! ’
’ One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach; all the damn vampires. ’
’ Don’t ever invite a vampire into your house, you silly boy. ’
’ It renders you powerless. ’
’ Did you know that? ’
’ Of course. Everyone knows that. ’
’ What, you don’t like rice? ’
’ Now you know what we are, now you know what you are. ’
’ You’ll never grow old, ______, and you’ll never die. ’
’ It’s that girl from the boardwalk. Is she one of them? ’
’ And don’t tell me it doesn’t make her a bad person, ______. ’
’ Holy shit! It’s the attack of Eddie Munster! ’
’ It was all going to be so perfect, ______. ’
’ Great! The Bloodsucking Brady Bunch! ’
’ Just like one big, happy family. ’
’ So where’re we going? ’
’ So what’s the rush? You’re chasing that girl aren’t you? ’
’ Come on, admit it. ’
’ Come on, admit it. I’m at the mercy of your sex glands, bud. ’
’ Got a problem, guys? ’
’ Just scoping your civilian wardrobe. ’
’ Pretty cool, huh? ’
’ Where the hell are you from? Krypton? ’
’ You think you really know what’s happening here, don’t you? ’
’ Well, I’ll tell you something, you don’t know shit, buddy. ’
’ You think we just work at a comic book store for our folks, huh? ’
’ Actually, I thought it was a bakery. ’
’ This is just a cover; we’re dedicated to a higher purpose. ’
’ We’re fighters for truth, justice, and the American way. ’
’ Hey, anything around here that might pass for aftershave? ’
’ Yeah, yeah, let me try some of that. ’
’ How about some Windex, ________? ’
’ You have a big date tonight, ________? ’
’ Look at your reflection in the mirror. ’
’ You wait ‘till mom finds out, buddy! ’
’ My own brother/sister, a goddamn, shit-sucking vampire. ’
’ You’re a creature of the night, just like out of a comic book! ’
’ You did the right thing by calling us. ’
’ Does the sunlight freak him/her out? ’
’ Uh, he/she wears sunglasses in the house. ’
’ Bad breath, long fingernails? ’
’ Here’s what you do: get yourself a good sharp stake and drive it right through his heart. ’
’ You’d better get yourself a garlic T-shirt, buddy, or it’s your funeral. ’
’ This place has become a haven for the undead. ’
’ Kill your brother/sister, you’ll feel better. ’
’ Holy shit, Vampire Hotel. ’
’ What’s that smell? ’
’ Vampires, my friend, vampires. ’
’ We’re on the right trail. ’
’ Flies and the undead go together like bullets and guns. ’
’ We blew it, man, we lost it! ’
’ We unraveled in the face of the enemy! ’
’ It’s not our fault, they pulled a mind scramble on us! ’
’ They opened their eyes and talked! ’
’ We don’t ride with vampires. ’
’ Burn rubber does not mean warp speed! ’
’ Guys, we’re on our own. ’
’ Good, just the way we like it. ’
’ When a vampire bites it, it’s never a pretty sight. ’
’ No two bloodsuckers go the same way. ’
’ Death by stereo! ’
’ Shut up! ’
’ I nailed one of them downstairs with a bow and arrow. ’
’ We trashed the one that looks like Twisted Sister. ’
’ Totally annihilated his night-stalking ass! ’
’ We’re awesome monster bashers! ’
’ Death to all vampires! ’
’ Notice anything unusual about ______ yet? ’
’ No, it’s actually a pretty cool place… if you’re a Martian! ’
’ You guys sniffin’ on newsprint or somethin’? ’
’ If he’s dead, can we go back to Phoenix? ’
’ Do you know what it means when there’s no TV? - No MTV! ’
’ Are you freebasing, ______? Inquiring minds want to know. ’
’ There’s our number on the back. And pray you never need to call us. ’
’ I’ll pray I never need to call you. ’
’ Look, this isn’t a comic book, these guys are brutal killers. ’
’ Don’t kill me. I’m basically a good kid. ’
’ Haha! Garlic don’t work, boys! ’
’ Talk about the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. ’
’ I haven’t changed my mind about that. ’
’ Come on, be one of us. ’
’ Initiation’s over. Time to join the club! ’
’ It’s so much better if you don’t fight. ’
’ Mom! Mom, no! Don’t do it, Mom! Mom, don’t do it! ’
’ I bet you hate garlic, dontcha!? ’
’ I like garlic! It’s just a little much! It’s raw garlic. ’
’ I can’t tell you. I don’t know how to help you. ’
’ What’s happening to me, _____? ’
’ Well, now, let me put it this way. ’
’ You just have to try and keep up. ’
’ Grab the rock box, kid! ’
’ What’d you do to my dog, you asshole? ’
’ You’re a vampire! I knew it! ’
’ So what are you? The Flying Nun? ’
’ You got carried away by a comic book? ’
’ It was a scary comic, mom. I’m sorry. ’
’ Have you been eating pizza? ’
’ Don’t kill anyone until we get back to you! ’
’ Come on. Vampires have such a rotten temper. ’
’ First come, first staked. ’
’ What was that? A little vampire humor? Well, it wasn’t funny! ’
’ Okay, where’s Nosferatu? ’
’ How much do you think we should charge them for this? ’
’ I gotta tell you something - it’s real important. ’
’ Look, there’s evidence on my sweater. ’
’ Hey! Smells good! When do we eat? ’
’ Right! Now we are going to have company again! ’
’ Are we going to have company again? ’
’ Is there any jobs around here? ’
’ Well, you’re the man of the house and I’m not coming in until you invite me. ’
’ I didn’t invite you this time, ______. ’
’ You’re invited. ’
’ Thanks very much. ’
’ How you doing? You must be, right? ’
my teacher lost the hardcopy of my final paper along with the process packet with it and she be like ya when you get back you should get me those drafts :/ and like HONEY that was IT i gave them tO YOU and i dont have them anymore!! those are the only peer edits i have ma’am!!
(they’re probably not exact and some might be spoilery)
- “After an adjustment period and a few drinks…that’s a face i could sit on.”
- “Did you eat breakfast? It’s the most important meal of the day. Here, have energy bar, it’s high in fiber.”
- “You’re exposed!” “Aw, thank you.”
- “Well gotta wait for the other 4!”
- “This mansion is so big why have i only seen you two? It’s like we cant afford any more x men.”
- all the lines about not being able to afford things or having the licensing
- "There’s cocaine right next to the cure to blindness.”
- "You’re expecting a scene for the sequel.”
- "It probably feels really big in it.”
- "Love is blind.” "No it’s not…you’re blind.”
- the whole argument over ikea furniture
- "Big movies with both backstories and whole superhero teams.”
- "Have you ever seen 127 hours. Well spoiler alert!”
- "What’s my name!” “Oh i’m gonna spell it for ya.” (after fighting Wade spells ‘Francis’ out of his dead henchmen)
- “Deadpool…captain deadpool!”
- "Ripley from alien 3!” “Fuck you’re old.”
- “I had a nightmare. I kidnapped Liam Neeson’s daughter. They made three movies he’s just a bad parent.”
- “A fourth wall break within a fourth wall break, that’s 16 walls!”
- “You’re about to be killed by a zamboni!”
- "Is it sexist to fight you? Is it more sexist not to?”
- “Guess who’s balls I had to fondle for this to happen? It rhymes with pulverine.”
- “He named himself after dish soap!”
- “I’m Negasonic Teenage Warhead.” “FUCK that’s a good name!”
how about "so much for not getting involved" for gladionoctnyx, mafia!au ? right and left-hand men gladio and nyx, mafia boss noct. everyone knows you don't touch the boss' men
idiots. all of them.
“So much for not getting involved.”
Noctis huffed out a sigh, setting down the ransom note that
Prompto had dropped on his desk. He didn’t know what he was more disappointed about:
the fact that Fleuret refused to cooperate, or that his two most invaluable
assets were so hopeless sometimes that they went and got themselves captured.
And here he had been assured that he could just sit back, relax, and let his
enforcers settle the dispute without having to lift a finger himself.
“How do you want to play this?” Prompto asked. “Should I get