soon i can update

Going to get professional photos taken soon

So I can update my sugar profiles and attract more men. I’m also going to use the photos for this website I just discovered, Elite Travel Girls. To join this website, you have to upload professional photos on your profile. ETG is basically an upscale version of Miss Travel and it’s full of serious POTS/SDs that have to pay big money to join!

To those who sent asks about One Piece Babies, LawLu Family AU and Snare

I’ve seen them and I’ll try to reply with doodles when I can but I’m quite tired and stressed from recent life-related activities. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can (probably with an important update but THANK YOOOOOOU!!! I’m happy you guys haven’t forgotten Snare and that the One Piece babies interest yooooooou (MY FAVORITE IS ELUCARD AND LAFFY OH MY GOD DONT YOU EVEN).


I haven’t dropped How To Snare A Life.

To be honest, I’m very tempted to post an excerpt of the latest chapter but I’d rather not spoil it. I really wanna finish the recent chapter tho. X< 

Anyway, thanks for the messages! It makes me happyyyyyyy~!! ♥

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Le Parfum de l’Amour [Part 2]

Adrien may be feeling “odd” all of a sudden from greeting Marinette, but is that all he’s feeling?

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With the holidays quickly approaching, the next part will take a bit more time to complete. But, it will also be a little longer in length. I will update as soon as I can! Thank you everyone for the encouragement, support, and motivation!

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The Divide Series ( a collaboration with @roseonhissleeve)

Mini Blurbs (Harry Musings):

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** indicates smutty content 

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My own creations:

  • Something About Alarms: in which there’s a cuddle or two 
  • Genuine: in which Harrys girl is exactly what we all hope she would be
  • Almost Christmas: in which Harry provides well meaning drunken cuddles
  • Little Love: in which Harry , you, and Lux have a moment or two
  • Power Naps: in which you have a night in with Harry after a long week
  • A Play On Words: in which Harry acquires a new meaning to the word ‘daddy’ 
  • One More*: in which you’re sore and Harry is sweet
  • Sniffles: in which Harry is sick and stubborn 
  • Something About Valentines: in which you surprise both H and yourself with a valentine’s declaration. 
  • Shorter: in which you’re nervous about your new haircut and Harry is as lovely as ever
  • Award Anticipation: in which you and Harry watch the Oscars, at home for now. 
  • Seal of Approval: in which your best friend Harry meets your boyfriend
  • Magical^: in which Harry dresses up your daughter in an interesting hat 
  • Caught: in which you tease Harry in an alleyway, but there’s someone else there too…
  • Wake Up Call: in which Harry and your puppy wake you up 


To my readers of On My Love, sorry about the delay for Chapter 6!! I was out of the house frequently during winter break and didn’t have much opportunity to write, and spring semester at uni has started. I’ll get the update out as soon as I can, thank you for being patient with me!! ;3;

❝ Even if you go to Tokyo… can I still be your girlfriend ? ❞

Cursed (pt 3)

Originally posted by lethargicmin

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | pt 7 | pt 8 | pt 9 | pt 10 | pt 11 | pt 12 | pt 13 | pt 14

Cat!Yoongi x Reader AU

(A/n) Oh would you look at that~ I updated~ 

Your mind runs through a number of possible relations this woman could have with Min Yoongi, your insides twisting at each one.

Cousin? Friend? Old classmate? Lover? One night stand? It could be anything, and you didn’t want to be someone who would jump immediately to conclusions. It could be anything, and you didn’t want to raise your hopes up. Hopes up for what? The possibility that he could be single?

And who were you to suddenly have a possessiveness over him, he was your cat, but now he was a free-willed human who you didn’t have to carry around? He could now do things on his own now that he was back in human form, you had no rule over that. Yoongi wasn’t even yours to begin with.

Glancing at the woman, who is dressed in all black, from her flowy skirt and blouse down to her heels, even her hair is pitch black contrasting against her pale skin and vibrant scarlet lips. Her eyes are dark, accentuated by her winged eyeliner and light colored shadow, as they focus solely on the man in front of her. You can’t help but resent her despite not knowing who she was, you can’t help the jealousy that this beautiful woman was now talking to Yoongi.

She’s chewing on her bottom lip, and curling her hair around her index finger flirtatiously, and you just want to vomit. You’re not too fond of flirting, but right now, you find it absolutely revolting.

That’s when you remember, a flicker of hope sparking inside of your chest at the thought, if she were someone of importance to Yoongi in an intimate way then why had he sounded and looked so upset when he saw this woman? Perhaps an ex girlfriend? There’s that possibility of what if. What if this? What if that? You wonder if maybe you’re expecting too much out of your cat turned human.

The longer they talk, the more you think you’re going to go crazy with misunderstanding and questions. You sit there obediently, waiting for Yoongi like he told you to as he converses with this stranger. That’s when you wonder how the roles have suddenly switched, not too long ago he was your cat who you always scolded and told what to do.

Okay, maybe, you were just overthinking everything.

No no no, you couldn’t be, right? Wasn’t it normal for a female to feel jealous when some gorgeous woman comes walking on over to their man? Yoongi was definitely not your man in some way whatsoever. He was your cat, let’s get that straight. It was just a bonus that he was actually a cursed human.

You had gotten him out of pure luck. Hell, you had a probability of one out of twelve, how the heck did you get somewhat lucky enough to score a cat that would inevitably turn into such a good looking man. If you think about it, you could have ended up with any other cat and wouldn’t be in this situation.

Maybe it’s God looking down upon you and thinking about how he should do something about your status as never dated ever, and celibate as fuck because she can’t even keep a date for more than the date itself or for more than five minutes when they’re brought home. Perhaps Yoongi was a sign, that he was the one, this was your only chance. A rather peculiar sign, but a sign nonetheless that your wishes to have a man in your life were answered with this cat-man—

Okay hold the damn phone.

You inhale sharply when the woman places a hand on his hand, her eyes catching yours as she leans closer until her scarlet lips are barely touching his ear. Her eyes are mysterious just like the first time she caught your gaze, narrow and mischievous as she speaks into his ear.

Maybe it’s just you, but you can swear her expression is way too sensual to be a normal conversation. It’s not like you know the definition or living image of what sensual looks like with how much of a virgin you really are. When she smirks at you, the curl of her lips annoying you greatly, you feel shivers run up your spine and you quickly look away.

It’s a few moments later when Yoongi returns to your side. When you catch a glimpse of where he last stood, the stranger is long disappeared as if she hadn’t existed.

“Hey, (y/n), what’s wrong?”

There’s hands gripping your shoulders, and Yoongi’s face is just inches from yours. You notice there’s no longer any trace of anger or resent, as if he didn’t just have to speak to a rather gorgeous woman and it was just a figment of your imagination. Your next thought is that he for the first time called you by your name and not a kinky pet name, your heart pounding at the sound of it, sounding so perfect from the first to the very last syllable.

His lips are moving, you’re well aware of that,  but you don’t hear the words and just focus on what it’d feel like for them to be pressing against yours. So pink and soft, you want him to swallow you whole, to ravish you with just his mouth.

“(Y/n)? Hey, tell me what’s wrong before I kiss you.”

At this rate, you kinda don’t want to respond and let him do as he pleases, but you look up at him with a frown, “Nothing’s wrong.”

He raises a brow at your curt response, the distracted look on your face.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m fine,” you say, wincing at the sharpness of your voice, noticing how he backs off immediately and shrugs it off, “Let’s just go home now, I’ve gotten enough fresh air.”

There’s awkwardness lingering in the air as you both walk back to your apartment, you walking ahead of him as he quietly follows after. You can feel the stare burning into the back of your head as you punch in your floor number and retreat into the corner of the elevator.

You wonder if maybe you’re just over exaggerating everything, it’s not like you even knew who that woman was. It was none of your business in the first place. Min Yoongi might have been your cat, Suga, but now he was pretty much a total stranger with a past you knew nothing of, and personality and habits you have yet to find out if he chooses to stay with you.

He makes attempt to speak to you, but you’re still unsure of what to do with the twist inside your chest. It’s an all new version of jealousy, and you want it to stop.

Inside your apartment, it goes on like this for the rest of the day. And you can tell it’s really bothering him and you just want to spill all the secrets of world to him at the distressed look on his face. He’s pouting and scrunching his eyebrows, and you start to think that maybe he’s making these faces on purpose because he knows how you have soft spot for him, cat form or not.

The silence is too much to bear, especially with the conspicuous way he’s blatantly staring at you. When you stand from the couch, he’s mirroring your move and following you.

“Okay I can’t take it anymore, you need to spit it out whatever is bothering you.”

Your face flushes, as you practically sprint to get to your room if it weren’t for the quick hand that curls around your arm and keeps you from home plate.

When you’re turned, you forget how to breathe. He pulls you against him, chest-to-chest, nose-to-nose. You swear you could just lean forward just one inch and you’d be able to finally taste his lips.

However, that’s far from your mind when you remember the look the woman had given you and the strange smile on her face she had directed at you.

“It’s nothing,” you say, pulling away to create some distance in between you both, “Today has been rather strange.. okay?”

“I-I’m going to go sleep now.. G-good night..” You try, you sincerely try and get yourself out of the situation, but obviously you can’t when his grip is firmer than ever around your wrist and yanking you backwards and into the wall.

A yelp escapes you as your back meets the wall, your arms pinned under his hands on both sides of your head. He’s so close, so very close, his body melding into yours, until you wonder if it were possible to get even closer than he already was.

His eyes are constantly flitting from your eyes and down to your lips, his tongue smoothing over his bottom lip slowly. When you think he’s going to lean in for a kiss, his lips are at the curve of your ear, his hot breath making you tremble and squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation.

“You may not know me, but I know you (y/n), and something is bothering you.”

Honestly, you’d like to slap him and scream at him that as of now your problem was not being jealous but that he was pressed up against you with his lips at your ear.

His hands move from your wrists, fingers sliding slowly and rather sensuously down your skin, over your clothed sides and making purchase on your hips, massaging and fingering gently at your shirt.

With your hands free, you place your palms flat on his chest and try to push him away up until he fully wraps his arms around your waist.

“Stop ignoring me, kitten, I need answers not silence, tell me what’s wrong.”

His breath is gone from your ear, when you feel his lips peck your forehead lightly. Opening your eyes shyly, face flushed, you’re welcomed by a warm smile that curved his mouth.

You’ve never been kissed before, just any kind of kiss in general, and your heart is racing at the speed of light when you reach up to graze your fingers over your forehead.

“U-uh.. I…” you stammer in a fluster, the male watching you expectantly.

You suddenly feel embarrassed, that maybe after all you were just overreacting and that Yoongi did not deserve you being short with him. You suddenly want the wall behind you to swallow you, to hide away in fear or upsetting this man.

“I.. Wh-who was that woman?”

The confusion that crosses his expression makes your heart drop. Did you say something wrong? Fuck, maybe you should’ve just kept your mouth shut, or acted like it didn’t affect you that he was talking to the opposite gender. Oh fuck, what if he hates you now for asking a personal question or seeming clingy when you both weren’t even dating?

“Woman…?” He repeats blankly, before realization crosses his expression and a peculiar emotion hardens his eyes before amusement quickly replaces, “Oh! At the park, you shouldn’t worry about her, she was one of my classmates back in high school, I never got along with her anyway so don’t you worry.”

He pauses and stares at you for a good second or two, his eyebrows drawing together in concentration before he chuckles and pokes your forehead, “Could it be, you were jealous?”

“Pff wh-what? Jealous? Me?” You want to facepalm yourself, or even better, slam your face into the wall, “N-no, I was just wondering who she was..”

“Lying is a bad thing to do kitten,” he whispers against your cheek, leaning back to get a good look at your reddened face.

His lips are moving again, pulling back into a wide smile with his eyes lighting up like how you imagined a star’s brightness to be, his voice much quieter though when he says, “Fuck, you’re too cute.”

“As much as I’d like to show you why you shouldn’t be jealous, I plan to woo you,” he grins mischievously, pressing a kiss to the same spot atop your forehead, “Take you out on a proper date, take it slow you know?”

“Would you like that?”


What? You blank out, staring at him before his questions settle in your mind, your cheeks are glowing brightly and your eyes are widening into saucers. Was he asking you out? Was this what they called “to ask someone out”?

Maybe you were expecting too much. Weren’t these types of questions supposed to be romantic, or were they this awkward. It’s not like any normal confession would be pinned up against the wall. Technically Min Yoongi wasn’t a normal man you had concluded after he had transformed from being your cat to the man you desire.

Wait. Would this even be called a confession? He hadn’t said he liked you, he just said he wanted to go on a date with you. Were men always this confusing?

It was just a date, why were you freaking out like a middle school girl, you’ve been on dozens of blind dates, what difference was this? Oh yeah, because all of your dates, maybe except for that Nam-something guy, weren’t as gorgeous as the being in front of you.

You feel all the more pressured to not embarrass yourself in front of him than you already have.

He clicks his tongue and shakes his head, “I need answers (y/n).”

Fuck, did your name always sound so good?

“So how ‘bout it?” He grins, one side tilting higher than the other, eyes locking with yours, “A date?”

“Hey, if you keep looking like that, I’m gonna have to spoil our first kiss and do it right now.”

Oh fuck no. His lips ghosted right over yours, eyes focused on your mouth and imagining the taste and the feel of them against his. And deep down inside, you know you sincerely want to give in and let him have his way with you. 

Gaining a sudden strength, you push against him, with your eyes squeezed shut. You wonder if maybe you’d actually been granted super strength because his arms slip from around you and he’s flying off you like a feather. Then again, you didn’t shove him that hard, and plus the guy was fairly stronger than you.

“Ah fuck…” his voice hisses, “That bitch better not be playing with me right now.”

“You can open your eyes kitten, I’m not going to be doing anything to you.. yet.. At least not while I’m in this form..”

You’re half expecting him to be sprawled out beneath you from your shove, but to be met by his clothes haphazardly strewn at your feet with your silver cat crawling out from underneath. He’s frowning, eyes hooded and narrow as he licks his paws and smooths them over his head.

“It wasn’t like I was gonna kiss you anyway, save the main course for our date you know,” the cat speaks, grinning like the cheshire cat, but all you can focus on is that it was talking.

God, you were going insane.

“Y-you can speak as a cat?!”

He stops grooming himself and nods as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “Uh yeah duh, why wouldn’t I? Did you think I was gonna talk to you when I first met you at the pet store? I tried that the first time, scared the shit out of a little girl.”

You forget for a second that he’s actually a human when he keens at you expectantly, and you immediately pick him up and move to the bedroom. It’s in the midst of changing when you remember and throw your shirt at him.

“What gives, the view gets even better.”

“Shut up and close your eyes!”

When you slide into bed, even though he’s a cat, he’s all smirks and teasing playfulness when he curls up into your side like he always did as a cat.

“I better not wake up to you naked in my bed again,” you warn him, only to receive a smirk back.

“You’re in luck kitten, because I don’t control when I transform, so save those pretty little lips for me when I do.”

Hey guys!

I’m so happy you all are loving these comics and I don’t have plans to stop anytime soon but questions about who’s coming next are getting a wee bit out of hand.

My email is for client use only and I’ve had people track me down on other websites to private message me there, which is weird. I’m also turning the submission box off because people are using it as an ask function.

Once I’ve gotten through the mail I’ve saved up for insp. I’ll turn my inbox back on and you can ask away.

I’ll update soon with a comic schedule and a relationship map so there’s less confusion :)

About Time // Part 3

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Type/Genre: Angst, Alternate Universe (Time Travel!au, Soulmate!au)

Word count: 8,421

Prompts: “What if you find your soulmate… at the wrong time?” - Lauren Kate, Passion

Summary: Be careful for what you wish for, because you may never know how to deal with them once it comes true. What would you do when your wish for a second chance actually came true? But was it really a fulfilled wish? Too many questions lie when it actually happened. Were they real memories? Or perhaps a part of a past life? Was it only a dream all along? Will everything be different this time?

a/n: I’m so sorry for taking so long to post this. I hope I can update the next part as soon as I can. Thank you for reading^^

Originally posted by won-der-land89

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Best Friend Code (II)

Characters: Namjoon (Rap Monster) & Reader ft. Park Jimin

Genre: Angst /Fluff

Series: Intro, Chapter 1, Chapter 2 

Summary: “We are to never like or date the same guy.” It was that simple. One rule. That’s it. Or so you thought it was, until you met Namjoon, who made you question the one rule that you had once made up with your best friends, and had tried so hard to keep.

I’m sorry for taking so long to upload this chapter, but I hope that you’ve all liked it :)  I always love to hear what you guys think ❤️ I will update everything as soon as I can. Until next time, Happy Reading~ 

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Three Months Ago 

As your best friend continued to type on her phone, you poked at your food and said,

“I.. I have something to tell you.”

Having just came back to visit after a month in university, Jennifer was the one who planned this whole lunch date, yet here she was, busy typing away on her cell phone completely disregarding your existence. What’s even worse then your best friend ignoring you, was the fact that you already knew who she was texting, Namjoon. You hated yourself everyday for being the reason why the two started talking again. Technically, you weren’t completely the reason, but if it weren’t for you who asked Jennifer over the summer if she was still talking to him, she wouldn’t have decided to pick up her phone and start texting him again.

You knew that Jennifer wasn’t even interested in Namjoon, yet you couldn’t find the heart to warn him or yell at her. How could you? They were both your best friends.

“What is it Y/N?” She asked as she momentarily looked up from her device.

“You can’t make fun of me okay?”

“Yeah. I got it. What’s wrong?” Jennifer now worriedly asked.

“I… I think I like Namjoon.” You blushed while staring down on your plate of food.

It might have been a sudden confession, but you silently had hoped that this would have been a slight warning for Jennifer. For as long as she had known you, Jennifer had always teased you about your not-so secretive crush on Namjoon, but you always shook it off by simply saying that she was thinking too much. Being your best friend, you should have felt safe by telling her your secrets, but this secret seemed too big for anyone else other than you to know. This secret was either going to make or break your fifteen year friendship with Namjoon, and you weren’t ready to risk it just yet.

“You what?” Jennifer quietly asked.

There was something about her tone that you found unnerving, so when you looked up, you were surprised to see that Jennifer was no longer on her phone anymore, instead now she was staring at you, with what seemed like a worried look.

“I.. I just said. I think I like Namjoon. Why? What’s wrong?” You asked.

Frowning at her slight chuckle, she said,

“What’s wrong? Y/N… you guys go to two different universities, how are you going to date him? I’m not trying to ruin your mood, but I just want you know that it’s going to be hard for the two of you, if the two of you were to date.”

As if I didn’t know.

Taken back by her response, you said,“I never said that I was going to date Namjoon, I just said that I like him.”

As Jennifer continued to lecture you about how you always easily fell for guys who paid even an ounce of attention to you, you went back to picking your food. You were angry. Furious even. Because she out of all people had no right to talk to you like this.

Having had enough, once she was done, you pushed back your food and got up,

“I didn’t come here to have you lecture me okay? I just wanted to tell my best friend about how I felt. I’m going home.”

Without even bothering to listen to what she had to say, you quickly dialled Namjoon’s phone and headed towards the parking lot.

Knowing that he would always answer you phone, you smiled the moment you heard his voice after the second ring.


Once you closed the car door, you asked,

“Is it cool if I’m come over tonight?”

“Sure. What time?”

“Like. Um.. now?”

“Sure. The doors unlocked. Come in whenever.” He laughed.

The good thing about having two best friends was that when you’re mad at one of them, you can always count on having the other one to talk to. Or at least that’s what you thought.

Guessing that Namjoon probably hasn’t eaten anything, you went to his favourite pizza parlour around his neighbourhood and bought a medium cheese pizza for the two of you, since you barely touched your own lunch.

Your excitement was quickly dismissed the moment you opened Namjoon’s front door only to see Jennifer and Namjoon cuddled together on the couch in the living room.

“Y/N what are you doing here?” Jennifer asked.

You stood at the door completely speechless. A part of you was jealous to see the two of them cuddling so happily, while the other part of you was mad. You were mad at Namjoon for not telling you that Jennifer was coming. You were mad at Jennifer for cuddling with Namjoon, who she told you time after time that she didn’t like, and who you just told minutes ago that you like. More than anything, you were mad at yourself for not being able to do anything but stare at the two, and realize just good they look together.

Before you would turn into a crying mess, you quickly mumbled that you had other plans and ran out the door as quickly as possible.

Just as you were about to start the engine, you almost screamed out of surprise the moment Namjoon started banging on the car window.

You wanted to ignore him. You tried, and you would have succeeded if Namjoon hadn’t yanked the car door open before you had the chance to lock it.


“Y/N What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You mumbled while trying to wipe away your tears.

Kneeling down to your eye level, Namjoon sighed,

“You’re an awful liar.”

While Namjoon reached forward to wipe your tears, you had to hold back a sigh. As much as you hated to admit it, you couldn’t stop yourself from feeling a sense of comfort from just one touch.

Like you had told Jennifer today, you like Namjoon. Really. Like him. And maybe even hopelessly in love with him.

Although you wanted to continue and enjoy his soft touch, the memory of him and Jennifer cuddling just seconds ago flashed back into your mind causing you to brush his hands off and turning away from him.

“Nothing’s wrong. I clearly was in the way of something. I’m just going to go now.” You mumbled.

“You weren’t in the way of anything. We were just watching a movie. Come on in. The three of us can a movie night together.” He smiled.

As breathtaking as his smile was, you couldn’t stop the everlasting images of the two of them on the couch from flashing into your mind.

“I have things to do Namjoon. It’s nothing.”

If there was one thing that Namjoon had very little of, it would be patience, and he surely was running out of it right now.

“Get out of the car Y/N.”


Namjoon couldn’t describe it, but the sight of you on the verge of crying agitated his impatience to the point that he would do anything just to make you feel better.

“Now. Y/N.” He almost shouted.

You instantly felt your body shrivel up at how stern Namjoon’s voice was. Although you had seen Namjoon mad before, never had you seen his eyes so filled with annoyance like he was staring at you right now.

Seeing how pale you suddenly got, Namjoon’s face quickly softened and this time had said softly,

“What’s wrong Y/N? Why did you suddenly run off? I thought we were going to hang out tonight.”

Seeing that you weren’t going to get your way out of this, you finally said,

“Jennifer and I..”

“Did you guys have a fight?” He asked.

“Y-Yeah. Yeah. We’re not really on talking terms.. right now.” You lied.

Although you should have told the truth, knowing that Namjoon would never ask why the two of you fought, you were willing to say anything just so he wouldn’t find out about your confession.

Whether Namjoon thought you were lying or not, you were glad that he didn’t question any further.

“Well. Wait here I’ll be right back. Okay?”

After giving a slight nod, Namjoon left you alone in your car as you watched him and Jennifer talk from your rear mirror. You contemplated on whether you should just leave them right now and go home to heat up and devour your now cold pizza, or wait for him like he asked. After much debating, you decided to choose the latter.

As minutes went by, you continued tapping nervously on your steering wheel wondering what they were talking about. After minutes went by, Namjoon finally came back and this time softly opened your side of the door.

“Let’s go get some drinks okay?” Namjoon softly asked.

“What about Jennifer?” You asked.

“She’s going home. Tonight it’s just going to be you and me. Deal?”

You and me.

As your heart started to flutter, you shyly nodded at him and in return you received yet another one of his beautiful smiles.

Just before you buckled your seatbelt, Namjoon stopped you and asked,

“What are you doing?”

Giving him a confused look, you said,

“We’re going out for drinks aren’t we?”

“Yeah. But we’re not going out. We’re drinking in my house. Just you and me.” He winked.

Trying your best to hide your reddening face, you quickly got out of the car and said,


“Don’t act like you don’t love it.” He yelled before you quickly ran into the house.

One drink became two which then eventually accumulated to all almost dozen empty beer bottles.

You couldn’t remember who suggested it, but here the two of you were completely wasted out of your mind in hopes to be the first to finish their six bottles of beer.

After downing your last beer, you smiled at the emptied bottle and chuckled,

“Ha. No more. Namjoon I won!”

Turning to him, you laughed at the sight of a snoring Namjoon completely knocked out.

You tried to nudge him awake, but it was no use, he didn’t budge.

With the television playing a movie that neither of you were paying attention to, you turned to Namjoon and softly ran your fingers through his hair.

“Namjoon.” You tried again, but there was no response.

Leaning towards his ear, you tried again,



In your drunk state of mind, you continued to run your hands through his hair as your started to admire his features.

You admired how beautiful his golden skin was.

You admired how soft his hair felt.

You admired how plump and full his lips were.

More than anything, you admired him.

Not as your best friend Namjoon, but as Kim Namjoon, who had stolen your heart years ago.

Although you knew that you weren’t going to get a response, you asked,

“Namjoon can I tell you something?”

Not expecting an answer, you continued,

“I like you Namjoon. A lot. A loooootttt. A lot.”

Thinking that Namjoon was asleep, you leaned in and kissed his cheek before you slowly got up and headed towards the sofa in which you fell asleep within seconds.

What you didn’t know was that Namjoon had simply decided to take a nap and he was listening to you the whole time while trying to stay quiet.

Once the room feel to a complete silence, Namjoon finally got up and headed towards his room to grab a blanket before draping it over your sleeping body.

Quietly laughing at your drunken state, Namjoon softly ruffled your hair and said,

“I’ll take it that you were too drunk and I’ll save you from embarrassment by forgetting what just happened.”  

Finally pulling you back to reality, Jennifer said,


“I thought you said that you didn’t like him.” You finally said so quietly that even Jennifer who was standing in front of you could barely hear.

“I.. I know I said that before, but it wasn’t until recently that I realized that I really do like Namjoon, more than a friend.”

You watched at Jennifer kept explaining how and when she realized how great Namjoon truly is, but somehow, everything to you just seemed like excuses. More than anything, it just seemed like Jennifer was trying to prove to you why she likes Namjoon. But why? What does she get from reasoning with you?

Completely ignoring what she was saying, you asked,

“I’m sorry, but why are you telling me all this?”

“Y/N… I…” She stuttered.

Turning to your best friend, you felt sick just looking at the pitiful look that she was displaying on her face.

She wants to date him.

She wants me to let her date Namjoon.

She want me to… let go.

Seeing the look of realization, Jennifer said,

“I’m so sorry Y/N. So so sorry. You can say no if you want. I just want you to know that I really do like Namjoon, and.. and I-“

“Don’t. It’s fine.” You mumbled.

Having been your best friend for so long, just like Namjoon, Jennifer was able to see right through your lies, so it was no surprise that she was able to see through this one just as well.

“Y/N… This clearly is bothering you. Just.. pretend that I didn’t say anything. Forget i-“

“It’s fine.” You said while trying to hold back your anger.

“Are you sure?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t say that you only like Namjoon now because he giving you the attention that you love.” You spat.

Without realizing, you were boiling with anger but more than anything, you were hurt. Hurt that your best friend could do such a thing to you.

Taken back by what you had just said, Jennifer said,


Although you were usually able to hold yourself back, you found yourself for the first time since last night, unapologetically letting out your true feelings that you had kept so long for the sake of your friendship, but clearly you no longer saw the need in doing so.

“I loved you as my best friend. I even loved you like a sister, and I respected you. I respected the choices that you made, and never once, did I lash out at you. But what about you? I told you that I liked Namjoon, and what did you do? You didn’t encourage me, and as much as that had hurt, I understood that you didn’t have to root for every guy that I like, but did you have to say that all I wanted was attention? Did you have to think so little of me and think that it was okay for you to just say that to me?”

As Jennifer was about to speak, you quickly said,

“Just for one second. Just for one fucking second. Listen to me. You out of all people have absolutely no right to call me out for wanting attention. Why? Because how about we remember why you and Namjoon started talking again shall we? If I hadn’t kept my fucking mouth shut and had not ask you whether you and Namjoon were talking again, I bet you, the two of you wouldn’t be talking so happily right now. And why did the two of you stop talking in the first place? Because you didn’t want to give him the wrong idea and what are you telling me now? That you suddenly like him? And you’re practically asking me if it’s okay for you to just take Namjoon. You know that he likes you, so you’re asking me right now to just let him go so you can go for him aren’t you?!”

Once you were finished, you weren’t sure whether you were gasping from air because of the long speech or because of your tears. Streams of tears then turned to sobs, and soon you were too drowned from your own tears to even acknowledge the fact hat Jennifer had left your house. To be completely honest, you didn’t really even care. As broken and hurt as you were, you finally felt free after letting out all those words that you had kept in for so long, and you didn’t feel a single bit regretful.

Once the sobs finally came to a stop, you decided to go out for some fresh air.

Without a single sense of direction or plan, after about an hour of strolling, you ended up sitting on an empty bench at a park nearby.

Although Namjoon continued to text and call you, you never bothered to answer because for one, you weren’t in the mood to answer after knowing that your friendship with Jennifer had basically ended, and two because you were certain that you and Namjoon were also on the verge of that, and you weren’t just yet ready for that.

So in hopes to lighten your mood, without even thinking twice, you quickly dialled a phone number.

“Hello?” He answered after the first ring.

“Hey. Are you busy right now?” You asked.

Letting out a light chuckle, he said,

“No. I’m free right now.”


Whether you were aware of your conscious or not, clearly you didn’t give a damn, because within seconds, you quickly said,

“That date. Let’s do it now Jimin.”

Master list - Admin A

I’ll be getting a new admin soon so I thought I should update my master list so they can start one of their own!! Masterlist for Admin A


Beautiful: Part 1 & Part 2 (smut, slight angst)

Do You Want To…? (fluff, smut)

Talk To Me (Angst, fluff) part two, part three,

Strip (smut)

The Other Woman (Smut)

Memories: 1, 2 (angst, fluff)

Caught (smut)

Something New (smut) part 2: piercings, part 3:

Stay With Me (fluff, angst)

Hide & seek: 1, 2

Secret: 1, 2, 3



Think About Me: Part 1 & Part 2  & Part 3 (angst, smut, fluff)

Just Say Yes (Fluff)

Welcome Home (fluff)

Again (smut)

Club (smut)


Feather Light Touches


As Long As It Takes (fluff, smut)

500 Days (fluff)

The Thought That Counts (fluff, smut)

Broken (Angst) part 2

Haunted (Angst)

Because We’re Friends: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 (fluff, smut, angst)



Don’t Play With Me (angst, smut)

Number One (fluff, smut)

Truth or Dare: part 1, part 2(Fluff, semi-smut)

Bring Him Back: part 1, part 2 (angst)

Next Time: 1, 2

Awards (not written by me)


Beats (fluff)

Hold Me Tight (fluff, smut)

Back To Me: Part 1, part 2 (fluff)

Don’t Stress (fluff)

Migraine (fluff)

Help (smut)


Comfort (fluff)

Ride Me (smut)

Shower Time


Walls (smut)

Date Night


Hyung (smut)

Losing It (smut, fluff)

OT7 + Series:

Of The Night: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 (final)  (Vamp!au)

This Is Us: Intro, Part 1, 2, 3, 4

Cross My Heart: part 1, part 2

I Need U: Intro, prologue, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6


Sugar & Spice

MC Seungcheol (fluff)


Don’t Go (fluff)


For You (fluff)

Midnight (Fluff)

Wake Up Call (fluff, semi-smut)

Heat (fluff, smut)

Drunk (fluff)

Your Touch: Part 1, Part 2 (fluff)

Let’s Try This Again

Study Time (needs to be edited): 1, 2


Fallen (fluff)

How They Met: Part 1, Part 2, part 3, part 4

Lean On Me

The Talk (fluff, how they met AU)


2am Phone Call (fluff)

Spider (fluff)

Notes (fluff)

Toad: prt 1, 2


Flirt (fluff) prt 2





Romance (smut)

Sleep, please


I Love You


Welcome To Memetown (fluff)


Ideal Type (fluff)


Cramps (fluff)

Turned (fluff, angst)

Oh My Stress: 1, 2, 3, 4


Forgive Me?

A Night to Remember: 1, 2


All of the drawings I did from the week I participated in Inktober. *cries* (I was doing so many storyboards for class that month, I wasn’t able to do more than a week)

Um … yeah. College has been really expensive this past semester, even with a job, and I could really use the extra money to help pay for housing next semester.

As a result, the original drawings are now for sale on my Etsy! If you buy any original artwork from me, you get also get 3 free prints from my store at no extra charge (they will be randomly chosen).

Reblogs are appreciated. I’m also going to be opening up commissions as soon as I can update my info, and if anyone is interested I can be reached at Thanks!