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Baseball (M)

(I can’t get over baseball Jungkook so I had to write something)

╳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader 

╳ Genre: smut | One shot

╳ Summary: You hated being dragged to baseball games because your best friends boyfriend was on the team. But maybe this time wasn’t going to be so bad.

“You know I hate baseball” You said, your arm being dragged as your friend pulled you across your lawn.

“Yes, and basically any sport” Your friend Rylee said, unlocking her car door. “But today is his big game and I really want you to come along!”

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Raised by Wolves

Requested scenario

Paring: Wolf!AUChanyeol x You

Genre: Angst/smut

Summery: Chanyeol is normally very gentle during sex, but mating season has brought out something very rough in him.

Warning: rough sex, biting, scratching, oral sex, spanking, choking

Word count: 1,539

You were sitting on the couch waiting for Chanyeol to get home in your shared apartment. You knew he was going to be awhile when he said he’d be out with his pack. In the mean time, you decided to watch some Netflix. It wasn’t until two hours later that you started to worry about him. The members of his pack weren’t all the smartest and Baekhyun always seemed to be getting them into trouble. Just as that thought crossed your mind, your apartment door flew open, and in walked a very tattered Chanyeol.

“What the hell happened!” You questioned nervously. You ran up to him to further inspect his wounds. His mouth was bleeding, he has cuts all over his arms and face, and it looked like someone tried to take a chunk out of his right leg.

“Nothing happened. I’m fine” he huffed while walking past you into the kitchen. You had no idea what was going on with him at this point. He never acted like this. You walked into the kitchen to find him drinking a glass of water and looking at you with a sharp gaze.

“Please Chanyeol. Just tell me what happened” you barely spoke, not wanting to make him angry. Before you could even finish your sentence, he slammed the glass down on the counter making you flinch.

“You wanna know what happened baby? Alright.” He started walking towards you until your back was flat against the wall. “Some guy from another pack made a joke that he could fuck you better than I could. He said that I don’t deserve a mate like you” he admitted with a stern voice. He leaned closer so that you could feel his hot breath on your ear while his hand traveled down to the waistband of your pyjama shorts. “What do you think baby, do I need to fuck you better? Have I been too gentle with you?” He whispered in your ear.

“N-no” you stuttered. You could feel your arousal growing in your panties. This was definitely a new side of Chanyeol that you liked a lot.

He moved his mouth down to your neck and started to nip your skin. You let out a soft moan as you felt his hand slide your shorts and panties down your legs.

“Chanyeol please, do something” you begged. He gave you a smirk as he tapped his finger on your clit.

“Someone’s eager. Tell me what you want baby” he replied while slowly rubbing your clit.

“Please..fuck me” you moaned shamelessly. With that he picked you up and carried you to the bedroom where he threw you on the bed. For a minute he just stood at the edge of the bed staring at you. You began to grow nervous. “Chanyeol.. what’s gotten into you” you sounded more scared than you would have liked to.

“It’s mating season, baby.” He slowly crawled on the bed until he was on top of you. “ I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t even remember your name”. Everything was happening so fast. His lips were suddenly on yours and you could taste the blood from his cut as he forced his tongue in your mouth. You mewled into the kiss as you felt his rough hands rip open the buttons of your shirt, exposing your breasts. Cupping them in both hands, he took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it roughly.

“Ah” you gasped. He moved to the other nipple and started to bite it. You winced slightly in pain. He suddenly moved down so that his face was centimetres away from your core. His hot breath made you shiver. He quickly looked up at you to flash you a grin before licking a long stipe along your slit.

“Baby you taste so good” he moaned against your clit. The sudden sensation making you whine. He started to roughly tongue fuck you as his nose hit your clit repeatedly. You let out a long moan while arching your back. Soon the pleasure because too much as he replaced his tongue with two fingers, going in and out of you at a rapid pace. You were a mess at this point and all you could do is moan his name over and over like a mantra.

“Ch-chanyeol I can’t.. please….it’s too much” you panted, trying to squirm away from him. He didn’t stop, he only went faster. Making sure to curl his fingers up with every thrust. He used his other hand to press you hips harder into the bed so you were trapped. He moved his focus back to your clit and sucked hard making you let out a scream. All of a sudden your body felt like it was on fire, from your head to your toes, it was like an electric shock. Your vision started to go black as your breath became more ragged and you started to buck your hips into his face. No noise was even coming out of your mouth as it hang open, Chanyeol milking the last of your orgasm as best he could by moving his head from side to side. As soon as it came, it was gone. Your vision returned back to normal and so did your breathing. You looked down at Chanyeol who was now naked, your juices covering his mouth and chin. The head of his cock was red and covered in pre cum. You knew this was far from over. No matter how wrecked you already were, you wanted him so fucking badly.

“Are you ready for me baby?” His voice sounding deeper than usual.

“Yes. Yes I’m so ready” you half moaned. He was now slowly stroking his cock. The sight making you more aroused than before.

“Get on your hands and knees for me princess. I wanna see that pretty ass of yours while I fuck you” he commanded. You eagerly complied. Swaying your ass from side to side with anticipation.

“Good girl” he gave your left cheek a harsh slap. “Always so eager for my cock”. You let out a long moan as you felt the head of his shaft sink in to your pussy. He didn’t give you much time to adjust before quickly thrusting into you. His grip on your hips was like iron as his cock slammed into you.

“How do I feel baby? Does my cock feel good?” He moaned while delivering another slap to your other cheek.

“Oh god.. yes! Chanyeol more please i need more” you gasped in between breaths. He waisted no time flipping you over and thrusting back into you. This time creating an angle that made him hit your g spot with every movement. With one hand he reached up to your neck, slightly choking you. The sudden loss of oxygen making everything more pleasurable. With the other hand, he moved it down to rub your clit, making you arch your back up into his chest.

“You’re mine” he exclaimed. “You belong to me and only me. Do you understand that?” He removed his hand from your throat hoping for an audible response but all you could do is nod. The familiar tightening feeling returning to your stomach. He could tell you were close and this only made him speed up, becoming too much for you.

“Chanyeol…I’m gunna cu-cum” you stammered while dragging your nails along his back. He let out a growl applying more pressure to your clit and rubbing as fast as he could.

“Look at me when you cum” he grabbed your face. “I want to scream my name so everyone knows who you belong to”.

You tried as hard as you could to keep your eyes open as your orgasm ripped through your body.

“Chanyeol oh my god!” You screamed. You had never felt anything this intense before. Your whole body started to shake and your screams became inaudible as your pussy clenched around Chanyeol’s cock, making him cum inside of you. He began to slow down his thrusts as he rode both you through your orgasms. Eventually he pulled out of you and flopped onto the bed beside you. A few moments later he quickly got up to get a wet wash cloth from the bathroom. He returned and carefully spread your legs apart so he could clean you and slip a clean pair of panties on you. He discarded the cloth in the laundry bin before climbing back into bed and pulling the soft duvet over both your bodies.

“Baby?” He broke the silence.

“Hmm” you hummed in response, still knocked out from your orgasms.

“I wasn’t too rough, was I?” The tone in his voice had completely changed at this point and you could tell that he was concerned. You mustered up all the energy you had left and turned towards him, opening your eyes.

“Can I tell you a secret?” You asked while giving him a peck on the nose. He nodded with wide eyes. “I really enjoyed it” you smiled. The nervousness written on his face quickly faded away and was replaced by his bright smile that you love so much.

“I guess I’ll have to do this more often then”.

Originally posted by yeollovemebaek

Thank you to the anon who requested this! It’s my first time writing smut so hopefully it wasn’t too bad. I’ll definitely try harder in the future for you guys 😙 please let me know what you think or leave me a request ☺️

anonymous asked:

Hey!!! Ilysm!!! Can I have orphan Mc? Like all her life she's been bouncing between families but never really got adopted? THANK YOUUU

Thank you! I love you guys too! Sorry I don’t respond much outside of the prompts! It usually just slips my mind, but I love you all so much! Please enjoy!


  • He… he can’t even imagine
  • God, being passed around all the time, not having a family….
  • What pisses him off, though, is the idea that nobody wanted MC
  • Seriously, when they talk about it, and MC says, “I guess nobody wanted me,” he’s shocked at the mere thought
  • He immediately starts going on about how great she is and is completely unable to understand why she wouldn’t be wanted
  • When he sees her surprised face, he blushes super hard, but stands by what he said
  • He gets cuddles after that, making him melt
  • Yoosung promises to make her feel wanted everyday for the rest of their lives


  • She understands
  • Oh, when MC opened up to her about it, Jaehee pulled her into a hug and just held her for a few minutes
  • When the two of them have been feeling nostalgic, they talk about the good things they miss from when their parents were alive
  • Usually over a couple fresh cups of coffee and a piece of cake split between them after closing when the cafe is still, just holding hands on top of the table


  • Zen wanted to meet her family, but MC had to tell him she didn’t have one anymore
  • He feels like a jerk, but he makes it a motivation to reconnect with his own family
  • Then, she can have a complete family, as the RFA are already kind of a second family
  • He also hopes to *ahem* expand the family, if you know what I mean ;)
  • And yes, he is upfront about it, declaring it boldly while also silently cursing for potentially going too fast too soon
  • But she smiles when at his declaration mostly because of the adorable blush on his face


  • They were doing wedding planning, talking about who to invite and such
  • When he suggested that her parents sit with his father, MC cringed and told him about losing her parents young
  • He offers his condolences and apologizes, then thinks on it and suggests maybe her foster parents? Aunt, uncle, cousin, sibling?
  • MC says no to all of them, explains how she was never adopted or taken in by any family, and only has friends and… well, now Jumin
  • And they can talk about it later, but maybe they can even make their own little family?
  • He’s flattered, pulls her into an embrace and promises her that they will have as big of a family as she desires
  • Jumin’s also probably low key ready to go buy her a ton of stuff to make up for whatever she missed out on growing up


  • Honestly, MC didn’t mean to snap
  • Saeran was just bitching about having Saeyoung for a brother and their highly dysfunctional family
  • It was the hundredth time he’d done this, but this time, it pushed MC over the edge
  • “AT LEAST YOU HAVE A FAMILY TO BITCH ABOUT!! You ever think about how lucky you are to even HAVE a brother that would go through hell and back for you?! You should be grateful!! Not everyone is so lucky!”
  • Saeyoung had seen her records, but to see her react like this… well, he followed MC as she stormed out of the room while Saeran was still shell shocked
  • “Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?”
  • MC explains that she bounced around a lot as a kid, one distant relative to another
  • Every single one of them considered her a burden, so she worked hard, smiled often, gave and gave, and tried everything she could to be wanted
  • Instead, all she got was handed off again
  • The moment she was out of high school, she was kicked out, and everyone refused to help her
  • So the fact that Saeran has Saeyoung, a brother that loves him so much, and he’s so ungrateful… it just makes her angry
  • it’s not that she doesn’t understand why, she just doesn’t like that he can’t see past the bad to see this miraculous piece of good that he has
  • Saeyoung holds her and she lets him know that, if he ever has questions about her time bouncing around, he can ask
  • Saeyoung gathers the names of all the people who actually did her physical harm in those days and blackmails apologies out of all of them

anonymous asked:

Could you do a hc of the different characters going in a road trip with MC? Things like where they'll go and how they get along during it and stuff. Thanks ^-^

Oh sure! I guess I’m kinda basing this a bit on a US road trip since that’s what I know. Thanks for the request~


  • He’s planned everything down to the last detail 
  • Will not let you drive, he wants you to just relax and enjoy the trip 
  • The kind of person that stops off at EVERY tourist spot to take pictures together 
  • ‘World’s Largest Ball of Yarn’ type of guy 
  • He has all the spots mapped out so he can be sure you guys see everything together 
  • Religiously checking weather reports to make sure there is no rain to ruin his plans 
  • When you fall asleep in the car he is quiet when he pulls over for gas
  • Gets your favorite foods from the convenience store so when you wake up you have something yummy waiting for you 
  • Pretty slow driver 
    • “I’m not slow I’m cautious!”
  • You both are living off of energy drinks 


  • Well…Jumin can’t drive
  • It would be a disaster 
  • So you’re the one behind the wheel
  • He’s not the greatest at reading maps but…he does alright 
  • A few times you guys got turned around 
    • “Jumin…there’s nothing but farms and we ended up on a dirt road where are we….”
    • “Ah, so it was supposed to be a left back there,” he nods to himself while looking at the map
    • “……..”
  • Curious when you pull over to a tourist attraction 
    • “What’s this? How odd. People actually enjoy this?” 
    • “It’s part of the experience of a road trip, Jumin!” 
  • He actually ends up really enjoying the random weird things you find at the exits and takes a lot of blurry photos of you both 
  • Disgusted by convenience store food 
    • “As soon as we arrive, I’m taking you out for a nice meal.”
  • Makes you pull over all of the time so Elly can get a break and stretch her legs 
  • Elly is in the back like 


  • He’s so excited!
  • You guys pack pretty light 
  • Since you’ll be going on his bike 
  • You have a few essentials in a backpack and you pack a few things in the saddlebags 
  • He’s super good at navigating 
  • Constantly stopping because he is worried you’re tired and need a break
  • You’ll grab a few things from the convenience store and pull over onto the side of the road when he finds a nice spot
  • Sitting and eating together in the grass while the radio on his bike plays some music 
  • You both laugh at your helmet hair every time you stop 
  • If you come across somewhere beautiful he is stopping instantly 
  • Takes your hand and you guys walk in the field or through the trees while the sun sets 
  • Loves to take selfies and post them so his fans can see your journey 
  • BIG on souvenirs 
  • Keychains, magnets, shot glasses–anything to commemorate where you guys have gone together! 
  • He’s very sentimental in that way 


  • She actually gets a little car sick if she is not the one driving 
  • It surprised you both, the first time you took over to drive 
  • She doesn’t tire easily though so she was fine with being the driver 
  • LOVES to sing along to the radio 
  • You both just sing in the car together the whole trip 
  • Coffee life
  • Every time you stop you are grabbing some coffee from the convenience store 
  • Also Jaehee is an expert on the best gas station foods, since thats what she lived off of when working for Jumin 
  • Doesn’t like to make too many pit stops because she has a schedule she wants to stick to 
  • Definitely an over-packer
  • The car is weighed down by the numerous suit cases and bags in the back because she packs for every emergency 


  • You’re not allowed to drive his baby car
  • He ends up scaring you sometimes with how fast he takes some turns 
  • Stopping every 15 minutes to pee 
    • “Saeyoung, you JUST went.”
    • “I can’t help it!”
    • *opens up another PHD Pepper*
  • Like Yoosung, he’s got to stop and see all of the weird attractions you come across 
  • Taking video and pictures of everything 
  • You try to navigate but sometimes he doesn’t listen 
    • “No, this is a shortcut! You’ll see” 
    • “Through a corn field….?” 
    • “Hey, do you think they’d be mad if we took some?”
  • He doesn’t get ‘lost,’ he’s just ‘exploring the area’
  • Chip bags and snack wrappers all over the car
    • “I’m sorry baby, as soon as we stop I’ll clean you up!” 
  • Waits for you to fall asleep and then puts All Star on full blast to wake you up  

I… forgot I made these mspaint doodles based on this AU I made with my sister @j4m-ch4n… 

I uh… dont know what to do with these so you guys can enjoy them here I guess… Based on the lovely song ‘Helpless’ from Hamilton the Musical. 


Brooklyn Nine-Nine Cold Open Compilation - Season Two (inspired by @n-ylander‘s post) [Part One] [Part Three]

Imagine... Carl Gallagher

This is my first imagine, please be nice. I’ve never actually posted something like this before so I guess we’ll see how it goes. If you have any requests or ideas I’d love to hear them. Don’t be afraid to message me.

Enjoy 😊

Request: Can you do an imagine where Carl talks to V and Kev about how he feels about the reader when they pick them both up from a party drunk?

Pairing: Carl x Reader

Warnings: drunk confessions, swearing, fluffy little bean.

“You two are so lucky Kev and I were awake, if Fiona were to pick you guys up she’d have your asses mounted on the wall above her bed.” V sternly said, looking back at the two intoxicated teens in the back seat. V waved her hand in front of her face, “you guys smell like frank after he- you guys smell like frank” she admitted. Y/N hiccuped, she looked up at V through her lashes. Veronica could be quite scary when angry. “What were you guys even thinking? And how did you even get out here? This is a forty minute drive!” Kev said, he looked into the rearview mirror at Carl, he waited for an answer.

Y/N looked to Carl, her head was spinning and she felt like she was moving way to quick to process. “Thought it’d be fun” he said smugly. V huffed. “Pull over” Y/N covered her mouth with her hand as Kev pulled over abruptly. “Don’t you dare puke in my car” Kev looked back as Y\N opened the door and ran to the ditch.

Kev and V turned around to look at Carl, he watched Y/N from out of the open car door. “Even when she’s puking she looks like an angel” he blurted out. V raised her eyebrows, looking to Kev. “Did he just-” “I think so” Kev cut her off. Without thinking, Carl spoke again, “I want her. I want her to be mine.” He stated. Kev and V didn’t say a word. When Y/N got back in the car she rested her head on Carl’s shoulder. She closed her eyes as Carl rested his head atop of hers.

Looking back at them through the rearview mirror Kev smiled. “I always thought they’d be good together” V agreed, “they are like two peas in a pod. She’s good for him, she get him out of trouble.” She said, reaching for Kev’s hand. “They’re good kids” he spoke, looking towards her.

They pulled up in front of the Gallagher’s house, Carl had helped Y/N out of the car and held her close to him as V rolled the window down. “Take care of her Carl, I mean it” she said sternly. “Thank you Veronica.” He said. Y/N pulled on Carl’s shirt. “Can we go to bed now?” She asked. He nodded and helped her up to the door. He waved back to Kev and Veronica before going inside. They stumbled up the stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible without waking anyone up. They got into Carl’s room and he helped her up onto his bed. Carl looked at her and smiled to himself, one day he might actually pluck up the courage to ask her out on a date. One day.

He pulled her shoes off and lay in his bed next to her, pressing his lips to her forehead. “Goodnight baby girl. I love you, I always will” he whispered. “I love you too Carl” she spoke. His eyes went wide, he could have sworn she was asleep.

Originally posted by ianmickgallagher

anonymous asked:

Hello! I just found your blog and I already adore it, so, if it was okay with you, could you write headcanons about the RFA+V+Saeran with an MC who loves giving hugs and being hugged? (if you don't want to do this request, it's okay, you can make your won request and write it, I would love to see anything you write, honestly)

That is the sweetest thing ever oh my goodness. Thank you sooooooo much <3
This is me. I loves hugs. I love hugs a lot. I’m a hugger. Kinda explains the url I guess. I need hugs.

-He’s a hugger too
-You guys are never not hanging onto each other.
-There is never a time you aren’t in each other’s arms.
-And honestly it’s great for both of you.
-He really loves that you enjoy hugging him because he loves hugging you too :)
-There’s been so many incidents at RFA parties where the other members tell you to get a room because you’re just hanging all over each other.
-If he’s having a rough day, remembering that you’ll be at home with arms wide open is the biggest comfort that gets him through the day.
-He’ll just come home and immediately cling to you.
-You don’t mind.
-You guys are like puzzle pieces.

-Yes please
-Give me all the hugs yesyesyesyesyes
-He loves it so much
-He loves when you hug him and he has all of your attention and love because awww you’re so cuuuuute~
-Zen loves it so much that sometimes when he’s busy he just lets you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his torso and just carries you around.
-Or he’ll give you a piggyback ride. Either one is okay with him because he just doesn’t want you to let go of him even when he’s busy.
-If you’d be in the way doing that, you just stand or sit next to him and hug his arm which he loves just as much. (did I mention I love arm hugs? because I do.)
-Your hugs are the best hugs and nobody can convince him otherwise. No one else’s hugs make him feel that special.

-Your hugs are her favorite thing in the world.
-She’ll just be going about her day and she’ll feel your arms slowly wrap around her waist and your head gently press into her back.
-It’s just the cutest and sweetest thing EVER to her.
-If she’s in a bad mood, she finds herself missing the warmth of your hugs.
-She’ll come to you with a frown and just quietly ask for a hug.
-You tackle her in the biggest, warmest, most comforting hug ever.
-No more sad Jaehee.
-It’s magical.
-Cuddle sessions are a daily thing, of course, and she looks forward to it all day.
-If you’re not around, she’ll hug one of your shirts or jackets (or maybe just wear them) until you come back. It’s not the same as hugs, but it can suffice until you come home :)

-Everyday, when he comes home from work, the second he steps in the door, you tackle him in a hug.
-It is the cutest thing ever.
-Somedays when he comes home, you can tell by the way he stands gloomily in the doorway that he’s had a bad day.
-So instead of tackling him, you walk over to him and gently pull him into a hug while humming quietly.
-You whisper “welcome home” and rub his back.
-His day is no longer bad.
-Seriously, your hugs could cure diseases. They could create world peace.
-He truly believes that you are actually an angel.
-That’s his favorite thing to call you btw
-Jumin’s favorite pass time? Hugging you.
-His favorite is when you wrap your arms around his torso and rest your head on his chest.
-You’re just so cute and precious it makes him want to never let go of you.

-It made it even more difficult for him to ignore you in that one part of his route because you just wanted to hug him and he really wanted to let you but he couldn’t.
-After that’s all over though,
-He will let you hug him whenever you want.
-He likes having your arms wrapped around him. It’s comforting.
-You’ll sometimes cling to him as he’s on the computer or watching TV with your legs around his waist and your head and arms on his shoulders.
-It’s his favorite cuddle position.
-100% down to be the little spoon when you guys sleep or cuddle. He actually prefers it.
-If he’s ever super busy and you can’t hug him without getting in the way, you just kind of grip the end of his shirt because it’s better than nothing.
-It’s adorable to him.

-It’s so calming to have you clinging to him.
-Feeling you against him is the best feeling ever. He can’t see much and he gets a bit anxious if he can’t feel you with him. Lucky for him, you’re always hugging him.
-He’s always so soft and warm too, and he smells nice, and sometimes he likes to stroke your hair (I really want to hug V)
-Sometimes you just latch onto him and refuse to let go.
-“_____, sweetie, I need to go-”
-He really would rather stay and cuddle you all day but he’s got things to do and places to be.
-You fight him tho
-Like excuse you no you’re staying my arms all day you have no say in this
-You usually win and you hug and cuddle him for as long as you want (which is basically forever)

-You held back when you first started dating because you knew he wasn’t comfortable with lots of contact.
-He warms up to the idea though fairly quickly.
-He never regrets it.
-Your arms make him feel safe. Just something about knowing your body is right by his makes him feel completely at ease, like nothing bad can happen because you’re here.
-If you see him looking sad or angry, you just slowly ease him into a hug and it makes him feel so loved and happy.
-He looks back to those moments and smiles.
-He finds himself needing to be in your arms any time he’s upset.
-Nightmares, intrusive thoughts, anxiety, all that mess.
-You can make all of that go away by holding him in your arms.
-No matter what mood he’s in though, he loves your hugs. They’re the nicest thing he’s ever experienced.

Rumors [Part 1]

BTS x EXO x NCT x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU

Word Count: 2,075

A/N 1: This is a story from a one shot I wrote a long time ago. You can check it out here, if you want to.

Originally posted by t-yong

You sipped your drink and it made you frown. The drink was quite bitter but you still preferred it this way, rather than sweet. You were sitting at the bar again, relaxing music was playing in the background. You liked spending your weekend or day off evenings here. After all you didn’t really have any friends as most of the people who know you are scared of you. You are aware that some rumors are spreading around about you but you don’t care. You know that they probably started because people were jealous. You are smart, rich enough to not work and didn’t have any family that they know of and therefore lived alone. You didn’t like talking and sharing information about yourself  to others, so they started speculating where you got all that money from. It’s none of their business, so you just ignored the rumors and distanced yourself from everyone, it’s better this way, other people are just a burden, you preferred being alone.

“What is a lovely girl like you doing here alone?”

You turned around to see who was trying to flirt with you this time. Things like that always happened. While most of the time you refused their offers to buy you a drink, sometimes, depending on your mood you enjoyed trying out your persuasive skills on them. And today was one of these days. The man behind you was handsome to say the least, he had short brown hair and was wearing a grey sweater with black ripped jeans and brown combat boots but when your eyes met his dark brown ones you immediately sensed that he is not an ordinary guy and if your hunch was right that meant trouble for you again. But you were interested and decided to just roll with it.

“Mind if I join you?”

“Sure.” you said as you turned around on your chair to face the bar again.

“That’s a pretty cheesy line to start a conversation.”

He was not expecting you to say that and you could swear you saw him blush a little.

“I know right!” he exclaimed. “I was thinking all evening what to say when I approach you but all the clever words just escaped my mind when I finally did.”

“How cute.” you replied, trying not to sound sassy. But to your surprise he just laughed.

“So can I buy you a drink?”

“Go ahead.”

After ordering the drinks he leaned on the counter and turned to face you.

“So. I’m asking this one more time, what are you doing here alone?”

This time however you noticed how for a second his look became really serious. He had this presence around him that you just couldn’t fight his look and answered him.

“Just drinking.” maybe he was satisfied with your answer or maybe it was just your imagination but somehow the atmosphere became less tense and after a few more drinks you actually relaxed and started talking about all kind of different things. You were actually having a good time but you still didn’t trust him completely so you kept your guard up. After you started getting a little bit tipsy you decided it was enough and that it’s time to go home.

“Should I call you a taxi?” he asked.

“No thanks. After a night out I prefer walking.”

“Can I take you home then?”

You stopped to think things over. You didn’t want him to know where you lived even though he seemed like a good guy and you actually enjoyed his company. You checked your thigh, your small dagger was still there and you decided to give it a shot and just ditch him if anything came up.

“I guess you can.”

He helped you put your coat on and you both exited the bar heading in the direction your home was. You knew this part of the city like the back of your hand so your turned corners and alleys to reach your destination faster. You could you see on his face that he was surprised how good you are at maneuvering around the city and you just laughed to that. Now that you think about it you never once asked if he was local. When you turned another corner expecting to finally reach the park you came to a halt. Two black classy suits wearing male figures were leaning at the gate. You did not expect to meet anybody at this hour so decided to just ignore and quickly go past them but as you started walking the two figures pushed themselves off the gate and headed in your direction.

“Taeyong-ah! We know it’s you!” the taller one of the men shouted.

As you were turning around to look at him you felt how Taeyong grabbed you by your arm and pulled you closer.

“What do you think you’re doing?” you asked trying to pry off his arm. You looked up and saw how serious his face has become.

“What are you doing in our territory?” the other man asked.

“Since when is this your territory?” Taeyong replied.

“Since when we took it back.”

“What are you all blabbing about. This is a city. This is no one’s territory.” you stepped in finally free from Taeyong’s grasp.

“Oh you have a brave one there.”

“Shut up, Chanyeol.”

You glanced between Taeyong and the other two. So they know each other and your hunch was right, you could practically smell trouble.

“Well you can deal with your shit on your own, I want no part in this” you stated and approached the men, evading Taeyong as he tried to grab you again. As you stepped under one of the street lights you saw how the one called Chanyeol froze in his tracks.

“It’s you.” he said.

You didn’t even have time to react as they quickly came up to you and the other man seized your shoulder and almost dragged you in the direction you came from. He stopped midway and grabbed your thigh.

“I will take this.” he said, pulling out your dagger from under your dress. “Knew you would have one.”

“How did you-” you wanted to ask but were interrupted.

“Where did you find her, Taeyong?”

“Let her go, she has nothing to do with this.”

You were now in the middle of the three men and didn’t know what to do. You checked around to see any escape routes but his grip on you was strong and no way would you be able to get away from them as you already witnessed how fast they are.

“Oh I think she does, you are not the type to trespass if nothing is going on.”

You saw Taeyong pull a knife out of his jacket pocket and were surprised you didn’t see it before.

“Ready to fight? So something really must be going on. Hold her.” the man passed you over to the one called Chanyeol.

“Are you really in a good shape to fight? Let me do it, Baekhyun, it will be just like in the good old days.” Chanyeol said as a big smirk spread on his face.

“No, I’m good. I hadn’t fought him in a long time as well.” Baekhyun replied taking his jacket off and getting into a fighting stance.

At this point you had no idea what’s going on.  

“This is going to be good, just watch.” a shiver went down your spine as Chanyeol whispered in your ear.

“Hey!” a voice came from behind you. You glanced back and saw a mint haired man standing at the entrance of the park.

“Oh shit, it’s Yoongi.” Chanyeol said and you felt how his grip loosened and you tried to use this opportunity to escape but he quickly grabbed you again.

“Not so fast darling. Baekhyun, what do we do?” he turned to Baekhyun who know had Taeyong pressed on the ground. When did that happen? You saw Taeyong looking at you with worried eyes.

“We talk.” Baekhyun replied.

“What’s going on over here?” the one called Yoongi asked, getting closer.

“Just some friendly chit chat.”

“Doesn’t look like that to me.”

“It’s not can’t-“ you started talking but were soon shushed by Chanyeol who covered your mouth with his hand.

“I think you are in the wrong part of the city, am I right?” Yoongi asked.

“Are we now?” Baekhyun replied. “I thought we agreed this is a neutral territory now.”

“I never agreed to that. Besides that meeting was 2 weeks ago, times change.”

“Well we wouldn’t like to start any trouble now, would we?” Chanyeol asked.

“I think you already have.” Yoongi said and looked at you. “Why do you have her?”

Great. It seems that everybody knows you but you still have no idea who these people are.

“She’s our responsibility.” Chanyeol told him.

“Is she now?” Yoongi asked. “Then you didn’t take care of her enough if the whole city’s gangs are looking for her.”

They what now. You wanted to ask what the fuck is going on but remembered that Chanyeol’s hand was still on your mouth.

“I think you should go.”

“Maybe we will.” Baekhyun replied picking Taeyong up, your eyes meeting his as Baekhyun shoved him in the direction of sleek black car. Chanyeol grabbed you by the arm and started walking towards the car as well.

“What do you think you’re doing? I have no intentions of coming with you.” you quickly stated.

“You heard the lady.” Yoongi said.

You saw how Chanyeol and Baekhyun glanced at each other, seemingly communicating only with their eyes. Baekhyun nooded and Chanyeol let you go.

“Suit yourself.” he said. You didn’t expect it to go this smoothly so as he pushed you away from him you tripped on your own leg and fell down on the ground. You just sat there on the pavement wondering what happened as Chanyeol got behind the car’s wheel and sped way.

“You good?” Yoongi asked, giving you his hand.

“Yes.” you replied harshly standing up, ignoring his help.

“Okay then.”

You two continued to stare at each other for a while, now you could see that he was dressed pretty casually, he had a leather jacket, plain shirt and suspenders on and you could swear that you know him from somewhere but instead asked the question that’s been bugging you since the encounter.

“Where do you know me from?”

“I don’t.”

“It didn’t sound to me like you were bluffing.”

“Maybe I’m really good at it or maybe you should mind your own business.”

“If it concerns me then it is my business.”

Yoongi sighed and fell silent. You didn’t feel like talking to him either. It was finally time to go home. You turned around and headed towards the park. You stopped at the gate to look back at the man, you now realise, had actually saved you.

“Thank you.” you say unwillingly. You hadn’t said these words sincerely in a long time.

“What? I didn’t hear you!” Yoongi shouted.

“I said thank you, you idiot.”

Another silence. You stood there waiting.

“Just gonna leave me hanging like that? I said I was thankful.”

“Yeah, I heard you.” you saw a small smile appear on his lips. “No problem.”

Now was your time to sigh. That’s why you don’t like talking to people you thought but actually found this whole evening very intriguing, what happened to Taeyong? Who are those people? So many questions but you were so tired you just wanted to take a warm bath and go to bed. Oh and that smartass took your dagger, it was one of your favourite as well. You will have to find answers tomorrow, so you finally enter the park and head in the direction of your house.


Yoongi watched you disappear behind the trees.

“No problem. Yet.” he thought.

He took out his phone and quickly scrolled through his phone book to find a number. After a few beeps a man on the opposite side of the line picked up.

“She’s heading your way. I ran into some trouble so I wasn’t able to stall her longer. Be quick with whatever you guys are doing and get out.” Yoongi commanded and hung up. He looked up. The night sky was beautiful. Staring at it for too long made him sleepy, what a shame he had to take care of a few more things.

~ Part 2 ~

A/N 2: I had this in my drafts for ages now, I don’t even remember what I wanted to write in part 2 😂 Anyhow, I also write scenarios, reactions and stuff like that, so feel free to request 😃

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anonymous asked:

I wish you would write a fic where Hannibal and Will found, or saved, a herd of lost ducklings at the crime scene, and the ducklings accidentally imprinted on them so they followed them both everywhere like they were their parents. xD

This is the cutest thing ever, can you just imagine Hannibal or Will having the little ducklings following them all around!! CUTE!!


“We are their father’s now. Will.”

“Hannibal, I don’t think you’re making any sense. We cannot be their father’s, it’s not logical.”

“Tell me then, Will, what would be the logical idea to leave them?”

“I…I don’t know. Maybe adoption? Someone would want them…right?”

“Surely, no one would be able to take care of them better than us, Will.”


“Yes, Will?”

“We are talking about ducks, Hannibal, not small children.”

Hannibal raised an eyebrow at the statement, before looking down as he heard a small peep come from below him. Both men turning at the little tub of water in which the three little duckling’s were swimming in, each one staring at the both of them as they followed wherever the two walked. One of them continued to try and jump out of the tub, only to slip back in. When Will turned to glance over to Hannibal, he only saw the older gentleman smiling at the ducklings, a smile, rare and in the purest of forms.

“Not ducks, Will, ducklings.” the man corrects, “And I think they’ve come to be rather fond of us, would you give them away so soon, after they have started to imprint upon us.”

Will opened his mouth to respond back to Hannibal’s question, only for his eyes to flash back towards the ducklings, as one the one trying to escape finally succeeded and hopped out of the tub. The two other one’s trying to follow suit, while the one free of the tub run across the table to where Will was standing. Close to jumping of the wooden surface, before Will jerked his hands out to pick the duckling up, preventing it from falling to their doom.

Clutching the chick to his chest, Will rubbed it’s small little fuzzy head with his thumb, watching as the duckling nuzzled against his hand. Feathers fluffing up, before it started to relax completely in his hand, looking up to see Hannibal starring at the two, his gaze a mix between sadness and adoration. And a little something else, but it was hard for Will to look deep into the man’s expression, as he felt his eyes looking down.

“I suppose you are right about that, I guess three more mouths to feed wouldn’t be so hard.”

“Perhaps we could switch off on caring for them, as they would probably want to spend time with both their father’s.”

Will snorted a little, “I didn’t expect you to be an animal kind of guy, Dr. Lecter.”

“Hannibal, please. And I certainly have nothing against animals, I just do not enjoy the mess of cleaning up hair afterwards. But I can certainly take care of three little ducklings.”

“Whatever you say, Hannibal.”


No one said anything, at least not Will.

Not during class, or when he was walking in the halls, no one said anything to the man. They only started, watching as the shaggy and strange man walked through the halls, with three little ducklings following right after his feet. Or in class when the duckling’s all snuggle up in a little sleepy pile as they  peep quietly, While having gone out and bought a large wool blanket for the little guys. Well two boys and a girl, Will and Hannibal had had a long discourse over the phone on what to name all three of them, the girl Will had settled on Abigail, as for the two boys it was Hanni Jr. and Homer. As both men had a love for the classical literature, while Will had joked about naming one after Hannibal just for the fun of it.

It wasn’t until he was leaning in the corner of the science lab, as the science trio were poking at a dead body, did someone finally say something.

“So…are they like your kids now?”

“Hm? Who?” Will hummed coming out of his lazy bored haze.

“The ducklings, they’re always following you around, they won’t even let Zeller pet them. I swear I saw that little dark one almost bit his finger.”

Will chuckled, looking down at Hanni Jr. who ruffled his feathers, before settling down next to Will’s hand. “That’s Hanni Jr. for you, he doesn’t like it when people get near him. Scared the hell out of two of my students.”

Beverly cackles at that, “You named him Hanni Jr.! What did Hannibal have to say about that?”

“It was more of a joke, but he seemed rather fond of the idea. The girl is named Abigail, and the shy one is Homer.”

The science trio all made a soft little ‘awww’, as each one of the duckling’s peeped at attention when their names were called. Will fishing out little treats he made with Hannibal for them. Feeding each one a little piece, before letting them cuddle next to his arm, smiling down at them.

“You know for a weirdo like you, you sure do look adorable with a bunch of baby animals.”

Will snorts, “Thanks, Price.”


Hannibal finds himself reading up more than necessary for raising ducklings, conversations on the phone lasting up to three hours, as he discusses proper care of raising their ducklings. Pacing back and forth in his studies, while the three little ducklings followed right after their tall and graceful father. Finally after some more discussing, Will and Hannibal move Will’s session to Hannibal’s house, sometimes having these dark conversations over dinner, or in the man’s study where they can keep a closer eye on the ducklings.

“I have a couple of men coming over in a few days, they’re going to work in my backyard and fix a big enough pond for the ducklings to swim in when they get bigger. Of course, I’ll need to do some research on what are the best kind of fish for them to have in the pond, so they don’t get sick. But I can see them growing, healthy and strong under our-”



“Shut up.”

Before Hannibal could say anything, Will had leaned forward to press a kiss against the man’s mouth. Humming in delight, as Hannibal deepened the kiss with his own mouth, a hand coming up to cup Will’s cheek as he pulled a way.

“We’re going to be great father’s.”

Life of the Party

Warnings: Alcohol use and some naughty things are implied but it’s not bad!! (I don’t write smut pls don’t ask me to)

Pairing: Reader x Peter Parker

Genre: Angst ?? Maybe?

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: Wowee I’m trying to whip these out buT I hope you guys are liking them so far, I’m making a masterlist as we speak :) Also don’t be afraid to send me requests because I love them!!

You knew taking Peter to a house party was a bad idea. Recently he’d been getting more and more physically fit (you had no idea how, exercise was that boy’s worst enemy) but he was still pretty small. You had never seen Peter drink before and you were fairly sure this would be his first time so you insisted that he started off slow.

“Dude trust me, you’re a lightweight,” you laughed as he grabbed another red cup filled with God knows what. “Take it easy, I don’t want to have to drag you home.”

“Don’t worry, I can handle it,” he insisted and downed the contents immediately. “Listen, I’m gonna go try to find the bathroom. I’ll be back in a minute.” You nodded and watched him leave, rolling your eyes as soon as he turned away. There was absolutely no way this night was going to end up well for him. Peter wasn’t really the partying type since he was painfully awkward and nerdy. You loved him to death but socializing really wasn’t his thing. It was your own fault that he had even gone in the first place. The party was being thrown by your best friend Emma who you knew had a massive crush on Peter.

“Hey Y/N!” Speak of the devil, Emma appeared in front of you with a huge grin on her face. You could tell she was a little tipsy herself by her rosy cheeks and the smell of alcohol that was coming off of her.

“Em, this is such a great party!” you examined. “I’m glad I finally found you, I got ditched by Peter so I’m flying solo at the moment.”

“He’s here?!” she asked incredulously. You nodded, laughing at the shock on her face.

“He left a few minutes ago to find the bathroom. I don’t know if he’ll ever come back,” you giggled.

“Oh my god, I didn’t think you’d be able to get him to come. I need to change, will you help me pick out an outfit that’ll impress him? I think tonight is the night.” You agreed to help her against your better judgement. You knew that Emma had been crushing on him for a while, but it suddenly became way too real. Don’t get me wrong, you loved her dearly, but she had a bad habit of sleeping with guys and then losing interest almost immediately afterwards. You really didn’t want Peter to get hurt and you knew that you would probably feel super awkward about it for the rest of your life. That and the fact that you had some feelings for him as well. Not that you’d ever tell anyone that though.

You followed Emma up to her room and watched as she pulled out different articles of clothing from her closet. You felt a tiny bit nauseous as you noticed how little fabric each of them was made of. It’s not that you didn’t want her to be happy, it’s just that you knew how this always went. Emma was stunningly beautiful, smart, and funny so she never had any trouble getting what she wanted.

“Y/N, do you think Peter would prefer a hot pink or black thong?” she asked with a wink.

“I-I don’t know,” you stuttered. “I don’t think he cares all that much.”

“You’re probably right,” she said, sighing. “I think I’m gonna go with pink. It’ll look cuter and match my bra. So, I was thinking maybe I should wear either the bodycon dress or this crop top. Opinions?” You were growing more anxious by the second, your breath caught in your throat.

“I like the dress,” you finally managed to say. Emma’s face lit up.

“I thought the same thing!” she exclaimed. “Alright, before I get changed I have to make sure you’re good with this. I know you and Peter are really close so if this is weird at all please let me know.” This was your chance. It was the perfect opportunity to tell her how you felt about him. Your brain was screaming at you to tell her the truth, to stop this whole thing.

“Nope,” you said with the best fake smile you could muster. “Go get him, tiger.” She laughed and punched your arm, disappearing to change her clothes. You let out the breath you didn’t realize you had been holding. The air was stifling and you decided it was time for you to head home. You stepped into the hallway and dialed Peter’s number. He picked up on the third ring.

“Y/N!” he shouted. “Where are you? I just did like three shots of something and I feel great! This dude gave me a brownie earlier and, let me tell you, that wasn’t a normal brownie. You gotta come here, we’re playing truth or dare!”

“Pete, I’m not feeling that great,” you said, which was true. “I think I’m gonna head home. I don’t want to ruin your night so Emma offered to make sure you get home safe.”

“What?” he asked loudly. “No way, you have to stay! This is so fun!”

“Sorry, my ride’s here,” you said.

“But you drove us-” he started to argue but you hung up. You shoved your phone in your pocket and made your way back downstairs. You felt super lightheaded and dizzy and quickly found a bathroom where you threw up all the alcohol you had drank. You sat on the floor in front of the toilet for a while feeling absolutely miserable. When you felt well enough, you stood up and went to leave. You were halfway out the door before you realized you didn’t have your keys. They must have been up in Emma’s room still. You groaned, trudging back up to retrieve them. When you got to her room, you saw that the door was closed and probably locked.  

“Fantastic,” you grumbled. “I wonder what could possibly be happening in there…” You started pacing as you considered your options but went completely still as you heard Peter’s voice from inside.

“H-hey Emma, I don’t know about this,” he said. She said something back that you couldn’t quite make out. She obviously wasn’t as wasted as he was and could actually control the volume of her voice.

“What are you doing?” he asked, the panic in his voice making you a million times more anxious. “Ok hold on don’t take this the wrong way, you’re really hot and… girl-ish, but uh I don’t think we should…”

“Why not?” you heard Emma ask, sounding hurt. “Is there somebody else? Are you just not ready? Because in that case I’ll totally wait!”

“Um yeah there’s someone else,” he said. “I’m really really sorry.” This puzzled you a little. Peter had been pretty open about his crushes in the past, but he hadn’t said anything to you recently about anyone. Apparently Emma had the same thought.

“Who is it?” she asked. There was a long pause. “Oh my god, I knew it! She doesn’t know, does she?”

“No,” Peter replied, “and I don’t know if she should… Promise you won’t tell her?”

“How could I not?” Emma exclaimed. “Y/N is my best friend!” Your heart stopped. They were talking about you? You backed away from the door, processing this information. Tonight obviously was a bad time to confront him about it since you were fairly confident he wouldn’t remember anything in the morning. How would you bring it up though? You were super overwhelmed and at that point you just wanted to go to bed. Summoning all of your courage, you knocked on the door. The voices went silent, and after a moment Emma opened the door.

“Uh hi,” you said awkwardly. “I didn’t mean to interrupt, I think I left my keys here earlier and I kinda need them…” You glanced behind your friend and your eyes met with Peter’s. He looked away almost immediately. His shirt was on inside out and his hair was messed up, and you tried to ignore the dark purple spot on his neck.

“Oh! Hang on, I’ll grab them,” Emma said with a noticeably forced smile.

“Thanks,” you said. “Um hey Pete. Sorry I’m leaving early, I-”

“I’ll go with you,” he said quickly. “I drank a lot and I can barely see straight, I think I’m done for the night.”

“O-Okay,” you said. Emma handed you your keys and you smiled sympathetically.

“I guess I’ll see you guys later,” she said. “Drive safe!”

“Thanks,” you said. “It was fun, enjoy the rest of the party!” You turned and quickly left, Peter trailing behind you. You intended to just ignore him on the way home, but he was stumbling so much that you had to help him walk. With his arm around your shoulder, the two of you walked outside to look for your car.

“So,” Peter said after a while. “You were right. I should have taken it easy with the drinks.” You laughed softly, unlocking your car as you approached.

“It’s all good,” you said. “Although, you might regret it a lot more in the morning.”

“I have something I have to tell you,” he blurted. “Emma was there and we were kissing and stuff but like it wasn’t right and basically what I’m trying to say is that IreallylikeyouandIwannadateyou.”

“Peter you’re drunk, just get in the car,” you laughed.

“I’m being serious!” he exclaimed as he sat down in the passenger seat.

“I know you are,” you said. “Let’s talk about it tomorrow, ok? That way you can ask me out properly and you’ll actually remember when I say yes.”

Boyfriend Namjoon

~Bullet Points~

  • Okay lets face it
  • Kim Namjoon is definitely my bias in BTS and my ultimate bias in kpop
  • So this could be very biased hAhA
  • But I’ll try to keep my cool and not go over the top
  • Namjoon would be the sweetest cinnamon bun I feel
  • Like he definitely has his moments
  • He would hold your hand everywhere you go and would never let you out of his sight
  • Which would never happen anyway because he’s toll af and can see you from miles back
  • If you were being cute he’d definitely ruffle your hair like omg stop 
  • Then you’d stare up at him pouty faced like wtf dude you just messed up my hair
  • This would kill him and would grab his heart because it was suffering from cuteness overload
  • Just really cute honestly
  • If you both were shopping he would come up behind you and give you a back hug unexpectedly and rest his head on top of yours
  • Probably would rock back and forth as well cuz the kid’s cute like that
  • Any who
  • You would always pick out his clothes, and he actually loves it
  • In fact he encourages you too because he finds you so amazing when you’re in deep thought over something he could wear
  • And the fact you know him so well and always manage to pick out all the right things make him fall in love with you just a tad more than he already does
  • Which is a lot by the way
  • He could get lost in your eyes like for real
  • Like his heart flutters when you guys lock eyes and he can’t help but smile and not want to look away as he knows the feeling would go away too
  • You guys will most definitely have intellectual conversations about a lot of deep shit
  • 3 AM talks all the time
  • He loves having these conversations so the fact that he can have them with you makes him all the more merrier
  • You guys have gone into places you never thought you could get out of
  • The amount of conspiracy theories you both have on how the human race came to exist is actually ridiculous
  • Some of them are stupid, you both didn’t want to get too far deep
  • He would love to take you on night walks
  • Idk if you guys know what Han River is but he would most likely take you down there a lot at night
  • You would walk hand in hand past the river talking about literally anything
  • Making each other laugh and making so many memories
  • You’d watch the light show on the river and end up lying down next to each other on the grass, staring up at the stars
  • Cue the deep conversation about stars
  • But yall would somehow sit up at the same time and stare at eachother, immersed in eachother eyes
  • He would start to lean in and you soon follow suit
  • It would be such a sweet kiss omfg 
  • It would be like a make out session but instead of heat it’s pure softness and just so sweet
  • His hands would be softly cupped around your face and yours on his
  • After you would just sit together not needing to say anything because that kiss summed up all your feelings for eachother
  • It’s pure bliss
  • However it’s not all sunshine and rainbows, there is some rainy days
  • Namjoon can be really stubborn at times I feel, as can everybody but some more than others
  • So if you were having and argument where he thinks he’s right but in actual fact he isn’t, things can get pretty heated
  • Cuz like if you know he’s wrong your obviously not gonna let him get away with it thinking he’s right about the situation
  • And vice versa, if he knows he’s right and you’re wrong, he’s going to argue his point
  • But sooner or later you both realise that what you’re arguing about doesn’t actually matter and was really stupid
  • So you’d both apologise and would go and cuddle together 
  • Don’t be too fooled about this though, he can have a split personality when it comes to the bedroom
  • Sometimes he’ll be the same person and would be really sweet and caring in bed
  • Other times he can be kinky/dominant af
  • All depends how he’s feeling I guess but one thing is for sure
  • This kid would NEVER make you do something you weren’t comfortable with
  • He would NEVER hurt you like that and wouldn’t even try to on purpose
  • Sometimes he may unconsciously hurt you but he’d never mean it
  • He loves you so so much
  • He could never do that to someone he loves

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


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Happy 2017!! Here’s some Nalu!

Hey guys, it’s Stormy :)) I’m back haha, sooner than I expected I guess! I think I was just depressed because my parents haven’t really been supportive of the fact that I was bisexual. According to them, I wasn’t “acting my age” and that “It’s just a phase.” Anyways, sorry I’m late! This was supposed to be a full comic strip/doujinshi, but this is the only thing I can publish for the time being ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So here you go fam! Enjoy!


Norman who made you so cute? Who did it? Or are you just trying to make sure you don’t ever have to go to another home?

Guess what, you never have to move to another house again. This is your forever home little guy. You get to retire here, please just hang around for a few more years so you can enjoy the really cool guinea pig screened in porch I want to build. #guineapig #love #rescue

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corvuslacroix  asked:

Prompt: Jon has to explain why there is a naked Damian in his bed (possibly right after super puppy love)

Oh hey, I forgot you commented on my fic asking if I was gonna continue it :p I mean, I would if I could think of a cool idea for it, but for now, I hope you enjoy this. Oh and feel free to leave comments or tag what you think of it, those always make my day :D

For reference, the fic OP is talking about is this one:

Super Puppy Love:  Damian finds out Jon has a crush on him and decides to have fun with it. 

Also, I guess with the time I have, I can only do one prompt per day, so I hope you guys will be patient with me.

Jon wished that one of his powers was to melt on the spot.

His better judgment had told him that he’d be better off telling Bruce right then and there that Damian was sleeping in his room. He’d had experience with his parents scolding him for keeping quiet about things they should know. And he didn’t want to risk Damian’s dad getting angry—the very thought of an angry Batman chilled his bones. He still didn’t know how to explain the whole ‘naked’ part without dying of embarrassment, so he’d hoped that it wouldn’t come up. He’d hastily put the covers on Damian and kicked his costume under the bed.

But then, standing in front of a bewildered Bruce, and a surprised Lois, Jon found that he’d lost his ability to speak in full sentences.

“Mister Bruce Man! Er, I mean Batman…er, Mister Wayne…?” Wearing nothing but pajamas while speaking to Batman in his full intimidating outfit wasn’t exactly helping Jon’s confidence. “Damian took me home. He’s asleep in my room…”

He told them the story of what had happened that day, carefully leaving out the part where Damian had admitted his feelings for him. He reassured his mom that he was okay, and looked pleadingly at Bruce, hoping that Damian’s dad would get his silent plea to not ask him about anything else. Of course, with Bruce’s cowl, it was impossible to tell what his expression was, and his jaw was a perpetual scowl, even when he tried to smile.

“So,” Bruce said in a gruff tone after Jon had finished. “Damian’s sleeping in your room right now?”

“Yes but—“

Bruce didn’t wait for Jon to finish before walking toward the bedroom.

“Wait up, Mister Wayne!” Jon insisted. “Damian’s really tired and, he’s like, super sleeping so maybe we shouldn’t disturb him…”

“He’ll live,” Bruce said. Jon could’ve sworn that the corner of Bruce’s mouth twitched, almost the ghost of a smile, but it might have been a trick of the light.

Bruce opened the door and saw Damian sleeping peacefully on his side facing him, the covers draped over half his head so that he could only see Damian’s head up to his closed eyes.

Jon squeezed past him on the door frame and tried to downplay the situation.

“See? He’s sound asleep. I’ll just wake him in the morning and tell him to…”

“Jon,” his mother began with a wary tone. “Why’s Damian’s costume under your bed?”

Jon almost yelped. He’d thought that he could get past Batman, but he hadn’t expected his mom to use her ‘mom-vision’. It was something more powerful than his own super vision could ever be.

“I swear, I found him there asleep and he was already naked!” Jon whispered in a panic. “We didn’t do anything, honest…” his voice trailed off as his embarrassment overwhelmed him. He couldn’t see how red his face was as he realized how his comment had sounded.

Lois expression was one that could be best described as a fusion of shock and amusement. Bruce’s face was a mask—mostly because he was wearing one.

“He does that,” he nodded to Lois. Then he opened one of his utility belt’s pouches and fished out a twenty-dollar bill. It never occurred to Jon that one of those pouches was actually Batman’s wallet.

“Here, for the trouble.” Bruce handed Lois the bill.

“Bruce,” Lois began, with a crease on her forehead. “Are you seriously bribing me to not tell Clark? Look, I know what’s going on with the boys already, so let’s just calmly—“

“No,” Bruce cut in. “That’s for the clothes that Jon will be lending Damian. If it’s anything like the last time they had a sleepover, Damian will conveniently forget to return them. When he’s at home, he still wears those green track shorts that Jon lent him whenever he can.”

“He—he does…?” Jon squeaked.

“Jon, just because you boys think you’re good at hiding things from us, that doesn’t mean we don’t see them anyway,” Bruce said a little more gently. Lois smiled in agreement.

They both left the room and closed the door behind them, leaving Jon to process his confusion. He got back under the covers and faced Damian. Suddenly, he felt the older boy’s arm wrap around him.

“I thought they’d never leave,” Damian murmured.

“You were awake the whole time?” Jon hissed.

“You panic too loudly,” Damian said sleepily.

“Damian,” Jon began, the butterflies in his chest exploding again, “do you still wear those shorts I gave you last time?”

“Shhh.” Damian put a finger to Jon’s mouth, quieting the boy instantly. “Less talk. Now let’s get back to sleep.

anonymous asked:

#13 with Jhope or Jungkook please?❤Angst or smut maybeeee

Just for the Night (Hoseok x Reader)

Prompt request: “Are you hurt?”

Summary: Hoseok is a famous actor, and you happen to be working as a stylist on set. You and Hoseok have undeniable chemistry, but will anything come out of it?

Word count: 1.4k words

Originally posted by sunbaejin

You watched as Hoseok recited his final line. Throughout the past few months of filming, you had been completely awed by Hoseok’s presence and charisma. He was always energetic and cheerful, and his acting was stellar. You understood why the young star had risen to fame so quickly.

Plus, you were also stunned by Hoseok’s good looks. You had seen him on screen before, but in real life, it was a whole different story.

Unfortunately, with filming already wrapping up, you realized you never got the chance to talk to Hoseok. You figured a star like him would have no interest in you–a college student interning as a makeup artist. You didn’t want to get your hopes up, anyway.

The crew members and cast erupted into cheers as the final scene concluded. Filming was over. It was a bittersweet moment for you; the experience was amazing and you were sad to be saying goodbye.

With a quiet sigh, you retreated to the dressing rooms with a few other makeup artists. You only handled the secondary or background characters, so you never came into contact with the big stars.

One of the supporting characters was played by a young actress named Mina, who was around your age. She treated you like an equal, which wasn’t very common in your experiences.

“Hey, Y/N!” Mina called, running up to you and draping her arm across your shoulders. “Can you believe it? Filming’s done! Isn’t it crazy?”

“I know,” you replied sadly. “I’m kinda sad. I had so much fun working here.”

“So, once you graduate, just come work here again!” Mina chirped. “It’ll be so cool seeing all of our hard work on the big screen, you know?”

“That’s true,” you laughed. The two of you disappeared into a changing room, where you made quick work of removing Mina’s makeup and hair extensions. You chatted idly as you did so, Mina carrying most of the conversation. After a few minutes, you were finally finished. Mina changed into her regular clothes and you two exited the room.

“So, are you going to the dinner?” Mina asked as you walked through the production building’s long hallway. “The place is really nice! I mean, I’ve never been there, but I heard it’s awesome.”

“I don’t think I’m going to go,” you said reluctantly. “I dunno, it’s not really my thing. Plus, I’m an intern. The actual crew might not be too happy to have me there.”

“Don’t say that!” Mina exclaimed, slapping your arm lightly. “You do a ton of work, and you’re not even paid! You deserve a free, fancy dinner.”

“Amen,” you muttered. You turned a corner, entering the building’s large lobby. Crew and cast members were already congregating there, talking excitedly. “But still. It’ll be uncomfortable. I’m just going to go home after this.”

“You’re not coming to the dinner?” a voice suddenly asked from behind you. Both you and Mina spun around, stunned into silence upon seeing Hoseok standing just a few feet away from you.

“I-I’m not, no,” you replied quickly, tripping over your words. Barefaced and in casual clothing, Hoseok was still radiant. He smiled at you, and you had to physically resist the urge to swoon.

“Why not? It’ll be fun. Plus, free food,” Hoseok grinned. “For real, you should come, Y/N.”

“I, uh, I’ll t-think about it,” you stammered, reeling from the fact Hoseok knew your name.

“Hope I’ll see you there,” Hoseok said, shooting you a thumbs up. “You too, Mina.” With that, he walked away, presumably to talk to someone more important.

You turned to Mina, your mouth hanging open. Mina had a similar expression on her face.

“He knows my name,” you whispered to her. “Holy fuck. Why does he know my name?”

“I have no idea,” Mina replied, her voice bursting with excitement. “But you better find out!”

Two hours later, you arrived at a luxurious restaurant stuffed into one of Mina’s designer dresses. Uncomfortable in heels, you waddled up to the front of the restaurant where a few other people you recognized were standing. Mina patted your arm encouragingly, knowing how out of place you felt.

After some small talk, you were whisked into the restaurant. It was dimly lit, the interior design modern and sleek. The entire place just radiated wealth. You were itching to leave, but you wanted to talk to Hoseok once before the night ended. A girl could dream, after all.

The company had booked a whole section of the restaurant, so you and Mina just took a small table and waited to be served. Mina chattered away, and you listened attentively to whatever drama was happening in the world of celebrities. You didn’t care, really, but you had to admit it was interesting.

Eventually, dinner was served. Earlier, you had ordered lobster because you knew it was expensive. You hadn’t been paid for your labour, so you sure as hell were going to milk this free dinner for all it was worth. You had also been drinking champagne nonstop, so when you started to feel a little dizzy, you had to take a breather.

“I’m gonna go to the washroom,” you announced, pushing away from the table. Mina nodded, her mouth full of food, and waved you away. Teetering on your high heels, you searched the dark restaurant for a washroom in vain. Wandering aimlessly, you eventually found a hallway leading somewhere.

You continued walking down the hall, hoping it didn’t lead out of the building. Just as you were turning a corner, you collided with something solid. Stumbling back, you flailed as you tried to catch your balance.

Hands grabbed onto yours, keeping you steady.

“Are you hurt?” Hoseok asked, concern ringing his voice. “Oh, Y/N! You came!”

“I-I’m fine,” you blushed, letting your hands fall from Hoseok’s warm grip. “And yeah, I did. The food was good, so I’m not complaining.”

“You should’ve come talk to me sooner,” Hoseok pouted. His expression quickly turned serious, and his eyes turned dangerously dark as he looked down at you. “But you look really good tonight, Y/N.”

“Thank you,” you said quietly, biting your lip. You peered up into Hoseok’s eyes shyly. “You look nice, too.”

“Tell me if I’m reading this wrong,” Hoseok mumbled as he leaned down, his face hovering inches away from yours. You could feel his breath ghosting across your lips. When you made no attempt to move, Hoseok closed the distance, and his lips met yours.

Maybe it was the champagne, or maybe it was just Hoseok, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back. It was messy and too quick, but it sent shivers down your spine. Hoseok’s mouth was so warm, and his wandering hands drew you in.

“Fuck,” Hoseok groaned, pulling away to catch his breath. You panted in unison. “I’ve been wanting to do that since I first saw you.”

“You should have told me sooner,” you laughed, threading your fingers through Hoseok’s soft hair. You tugged the strands gently. “But better late than never.”

“True,” Hoseok smirked. He stepped back and grabbed your hands. “Here, follow me.”

He led you further down the hallway where there were–like you were looking for–washrooms. Hoseok pulled you into the empty washroom, clicking the lock behind you. When he turned back to look at you, the expression on his face almost predatory. You smiled at him. A challenge, which he readily accepted.

And if Hoseok liked you in Mina’s dress, he certainly liked you even more without it.

After that night with Hoseok, you parted ways without a word. Well, there were words. Hoseok was as excitable as ever. But there were no promises of keeping in touch or relationships. Both of you knew that was impossible.

So, your internship ended and you returned to school. You were actually studying special effects makeup–niche, you knew. After your final year in college, you returned to the industry with a bang. After working on a few small projects, you landed a position on a huge film project.

When you walked in on the first day, the last person you were expecting to see was Hoseok.

He spotted you almost immediately, a smile tipping the corners of his lips upward. His eyes darkened–just like they did that one night–as he looked you up and down.

“Y/N,” Hoseok said, your name sounding like honey. “Nice to see you again.”

- Girl in Luv

Thnx guys! Hope you enjoyed. I was a little low on inspo since I wrote another imagine with the same prompt. But I tried to make them as different as possible! Was also aiming for smut…but I’m too weak. You guys can guess what went down in the washroom. Also prom was fun, after prom was lit. I’m sick again tho, so was it worth??? Thanks for reading 💛

Hello friends! Guess who’s back? Spoiler - it’s me. So I have a confession - I love soulmate AUs. I’ve not written Pietro in a while so I eased myself into this by focusing predominantly on another character. It needs a second part to finish it off which I’ll upload soon. Hopefully the plot is twisty and interesting enough for you guys. Thanks to @sxnali for the request; I loved it. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt[s]: (if you don’t mind) can you do a soulmate au where the first words they say to each other are tattooed somewhere on the other’s body? with pietro please? (im sorry if this sent twice i think i hit send in the middle of typing this but im not sure oops)

‘Almost a Mistake’ (Part 1)

There was a reason that New York was considered the city that never sleeps. Regardless of the hour, life was buzzing, left, right, and centre. Cars clamoured the roads in lines of traffic, and birds flew overhead, seeking and taking every opportunity amongst the crowds of hungry people that swarmed the streets.

The smell of hot dogs was prominent – especially on a Saturday when everyone and his mate was out on the streets. You wished that you could say you too had come out for fun but work had called you in for overtime, and the coming winter’s energy bills convinced you to take it.

With your headphones safely nestled on your head, you navigated the bustling tourists with your eyes on your iPod, trying to pick the best tune for the next leg of your journey. You’d splashed out on new headphones and for good reason – there were noise cancelling. As far as you were concerned, that made them worth the cost, tuning out the soundtrack of the city as you walked.

Each time you skipped a song, there was a moment of quiet where the world bled in. You heard horns beeping, steps smacking against the pavement, and even someone shouting in the distance. Probably a food vendor trying to sell to a passer-by. You skipped another song and got another flash of reality. Cooing pigeons, roaring engines, and still a person shouting. It was definitely male, and getting closer.

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Flower Boy- Vernon Fluff

Originally posted by sneezes

Request: hello!!! may i request some fluff with vernon where he is a florist thats extremely shy and he falls in love with you at first sight and you start to visit his flower shop often and one day while ur looking at flowers in the back of the store he just kisses you. sorry if this is a bit much haha. thank you!!!

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1352

Member/Group: Vernon of SEVENTEEN

A/N: I hope you guys are okay with me choosing this as the first official scenario for our Vernilla Ice! The prompt sounded interesting, and I hope y’all enjoy reading my attempt at writing.

 The scent of roses hung in the air when the bell finally rang. Vernon, a young florist, stepped through the door and set the bundle of flowers he held in his hands on the counter. The yellow flowers were still quite small, and he would need to find a pot to plant them in so that they could grow to their full potential. Carefully, he took his apron out of the cabinet next to the register and began his morning. 

 His instincts kicked in, and for a good hour he walked around watering each flower with care. He remembered to place extra on the daffodils, which had been left in a particularly sunny spot on an extremely hot and dry day, and patted some fertilizer onto the freshly planted chrysanthemums. This routine was set in his head, and he hummed a little tune as he stepped through the entirety of the store caring for his sole source of income. By the time he finished by trimming back some overgrown mint leaves, the clock struck 9 am.

 Time to open again… 

 As usual, his first customer was his childhood friend, Boo Seungkwan.

 “I swear, that girl was checkin’ me out! I bet she was jealous that she doesn’t have my glorious figure or my striking features.” Seungkwan told him of another failed attempt to pick up girls at a nearby bar, and Vernon couldn’t help but let out the loudest chortle he had heard himself create in his 19 years of living.

 “Hey! Don’t laugh! Anyway, it’s not like your luck has been any better than mine in finding somebody that accepts your over-obsessive tendencies with flowers. Now that is weird.” Seungkwan fired back the comment and tucked his gloriously boo-tiful hair behind his equally as gorgeous ears.

 “Excuse me! I could totally date someone, I just don’t have time. You wouldn’t know, considering you don’t even have a good enough job to pay for your obsession of shipping Beyonce albums over to Korea even though you could totally just download them on your phone.”

 “Don’t diss my queen! Anyhow, I gotta go, tell your sister she’s still my favorite Chwe!” Vernon scoffed as Seungkwan slipped out of the blue door that led into the shop. He slipped back behind the counter, and began to look for a book amongst his pile of paperwork and files that had been strewn across his desk. He managed to find A Catcher in the Rye, and immersed himself in the storyline.

 Suddenly, the bell rang, nearly giving the young man a heart attack. The chair he had been resting in flipped over, and he shot up in an attempt to make himself not look as if he had just been dozing off to a good book.

 “Excuse me? I’m looking for roses for a gift. How much would a dozen cost?” You stuttered out, shyly kicking the ground with the front of your right shoe.

 “Depends on which ones you would like. The red ones are 25 bucks, but the yellow and white ones are 30.” He quickly answered, scanning his eyes over your features.

 “I guess I’ll take a dozen red ones then. Does the gift wrapping cost extra?” Vernon shook his head in response to your question, and began to walk over to the large display of roses in the center of the shop. You watched him cut the stems, and flush overtook your cheeks when you realized that you had been staring at him. As he took extra care in focusing on cutting identical lengths, he had been biting his lip. When the last snip was heard, you quickly turned away and pretended that you had been staring at the array of sunflowers laid out across the wall of the shop.

 “Ma’m, that will be $25. 57. Would you like pink or white lace tied around it?” He asked, and you shyly pointed to the white lace and chewed on your bottom lip. “So, are these for your boyfriend? Because I can tell you, he must be pretty special if you are buying him roses.”

 “Actually, they are for my mom, I don’t have a boyfriend. It’s her birthday and I buy her a bouquet of roses every year.”

 Vernon nodded and continued to listen to your rambling, but all he was focusing on was the first thing you said. She doesn’t have a boyfriend… but she’s so cute!

 “I just feel like they really express how much she means to me, you know?” You finished you story, but noticed Vernon was spacing out and staring at you as if you were a creature from another planet. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to bore you. I swear, I’m such a chatterbox!”

 “No, I like hearing you speak. You know, if you ever want a job, come by here. I’d be glad to give you an interview, and you seem to know your way around flowers and their correspondence with holidays and celebrations.” You both laughed, and you nodded.

 “That sounds really nice. You’re name is is Vernon, isn’t it?” He nodded, and you continued. “My name is (Y/N). I gotta go, but if its okay with you I’m gonna take you up on that job offer.” He waved and sent you on your way. (Y/N), what a pretty name for a pretty girl.

 It had been a few weeks since your job interview at Vernon’s shop, and you had basically become his most trusted workmate. You guys spent practically every day together, even when neither of you had a shift. He would come over to your apartment and take you to go grab food. They weren’t exactly dates, per say, but you definitely had began to grow feelings for Vernon.

 You walked up the concrete steps and inserted your key into the lock that was the only barrier between you and your favorite career. When you entered the door, the familiar sound of the bell that welcomed customers rang. 

 “Hey, Vernon! What’s first on the agenda today?” You set down your backpack and slipped your apron on over the blue oversized turtleneck you wore. Vernon took a second to look up, as he was clearly extremely concentrated on a document in his hand.  

 “We got a new shipment of daises that we need to sort before opening today. Can you grab the gardening gloves off the shelf next to my desk?” He instructed you and you nodded before quickly moving to complete the task. You found Vernon’s thick black gloves and your light green ones that rested in the cupboard at the bottom of the shelf. Moving to put yours on, you rushed to bring Vernon what he requested.

 “So, just sort through and pull out any stray pieces of grass or plastic that may have gotten there during shipping. Vernon turned on his radio and you both silently began to sort through all the flowers.

 You were at the center of the bundle when something red caught your eye.

 “Hey, Vernon, I think a rose got mixed up in here somehow. What idiot puts this in daises?” You turned around with the flower in your hand, but your words were cut short by a pair of lips being placed on yours. Obviously, it was Vernon, so you decided to go ahead and melt into the kiss. The rose dropped to the ground, long forgotten, and your hands went behind his neck. You kissed him softly, and when he pulled away you took in a gasp of air.

 “So… I’m guessing you are the idiot who stuck that rose in there?” A pink flush spread across your face, and Vernon laughed loudly.

 “I’m not an idiot! I know you love them… I guess you could say I’m your flower boy, ay?” You laughed and shook your head before pulling him into a sweet kiss that began a new chapter in the life of you and your flower boy.

*** I hope that went with the request and you enjoyed it. Requests are still open guys, and don’t be shy! If you would like, request under you account name and I can send you a message when your request is posted. Love y’all!xx