sorry not sorry these took forever to come up with

anonymous asked:

Thank you for answering all these SBS questions! It's very cool to get all these extra bits from a universe we love! And whilst I'm here, any more cute tidbits about their adorable baby and her adorable daemon? Thank you!

hey buddy! I’m really sorry it’s taken me so long to answer this - tbh, I’d already written out all the headcanons I had for their family in this post, so it took me a while to come up with something else!

when their daughter’s five years old, their little nuclear family is spending the weekend day at a national park. Jemma, Fitz, and Sarama are reclining on a wooden bench while Caedmon gambols around the new grass with their daughter and her daemon. 

Jemma catches Fitz making notes on his phone, but when she asks, he demurs. eventually, teasing him, she gets the phone away from him - and sees that he’s been taking detailed notes on the animals their daughter’s daemon is changing to. he shrugs, embarrassed, saying that he just wanted to know - he doesn’t say it, but she guesses (correctly) that he’s worried about both when her daemon is going to settle and whether or not she’ll be happy with the animal her daemon settles as. Jemma tries to comfort him, saying that no matter what form her daemon takes at last, she’ll grow to love him just the same - he did with Sarama’s skink form. she gives Sarama a fond nod where she’s reclining on Fitz’s leg.

Fitz looks up at her, surprised. he’s not worried about their daughter’s daemon because of him and Sarama - he pauses, looks away. Jemma scoots closer. reluctantly, he admits that he’s worried about their daughter’s daemon because of her and Caedmon. they spent so much time at odds with each other, he just… he just wants their daughter to be happy with herself. 

silence hovers between them for a few minutes. Jemma can’t pretend that his words don’t hurt, because they do. while the silence stretches on, Sarama slinks over from Fitz’s lap on to Jemma’s, nosing her scaly snout against Jemma’s hand. the sensation of touching her husband’s daemon does feel nice, but it doesn’t really make her feel better. she reaches up to rest one hand on Sarama’s back anyway, out of habit.

hesitant, Fitz wraps his hands around hers, apologizes - he doesn’t mean to hurt her, and he loves her and Caedmon so deeply that he still doesn’t have the words to describe it. she sighs. she knows, she says, squeezing his hands back. she knows he loves her, and that he loves their daughter, and that’s why he’s worried. but she doesn’t think Margaret and her daemon would be like her and Caedmon anyway. and if they are, well - Jemma and Caedmon will be there to advise them anyway. she gives Fitz a minute smile. 

he leans forward and gives her a sweet, slow kiss. he really is very much in love with her, he tells her, and her smile grows into a real one. 

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movie-like encounters.


Originally posted by jeonify

GENRE: noona&youngerboy, smut

BACKGROUND: Jungkook’s first time had left him traumatized of having sex ever again. It had gone so far to the point that a rumor had even spread about him not being able to get hard-ons. You then decide to step in and prove the rumor wrong. What was supposed to be a simple test of theory leads to a night that you weren’t going to forget for the rest of your life.

AUTHORS NOTE: Omg I haven’t written something in so long. I’m so sorry this took me quite a while. This actually started as a drabble but I kind of got too into it and finished it into a full blown story. I’ll be working on the remaining requests sent to me before, soon I promise you guys, I’m just trying to come up with ideas! But I do hope you enjoy this, tell me what you think. 

Jeon, as forever, is a sinful little shit. 

If there are any errors, I am sorry about those! I did proof read but I know I still missed some. 

Your pen hangs off of your lips, fingers tapping lightly against the glass table as you study the boy in front of you. He has his face buried between the pages of his Physics book, eyes scanning through each paragraph in close precision, oblvious of your scrutiny. You slowly turn your logistics book shut, choosing to ignore your studies as the conversation you had with your brother during last night’s party flashes through your mind.

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Spring OTP Questions!

It’s spring! Have some spring-themed OTP questions! (Created through collaboration between all five mods)

  1. Does anyone in your OTP/OT3 have seasonal allergies that kick up in the spring? How does the other member(s) help?
  2. Where does your OTP like to go walking when the weather is warm?
  3. How would your OTP handle it if one of them became a bee?
  4. Does your OTP plant flowers/tend to gardens?
  5. Does your OTP like the beauty and new life of spring, or the cold winter?
  6. Does your OTP celebrate any holidays during the spring? How?
  7. Which one of the members of your OTP has trouble getting an egg to stand upright during the equinox?
  8. How does your OTP spend their spring break?
  9. If your OTP were to go on vacation during spring break, where would they go?
  10. What sorts of spring sports does either member of your OTP participate in? Does the other member cheer their lover on?
  11. If your OTP watches anime, what shows would they be looking forward to this spring season?
  12. How would your OTP react if it started to snow during spring?
  13. Which member of your OTP accidentally wears an outfit too warm for the weather?
  14. Which member of your OTP accidentally wears an outfit not warm enough for the weather?
  15. Does your OTP have any special memories associated with spring?
  16. What kind of flowers does your OTP give to each other?
  17. What would your OTP do if they had to supervise a children’s Easter Egg hunt?
  18. Which member of your OTP freaks out when they hear an ice cream truck pass by?
  19. Does your OTP care about how green their lawn is? Do they even have a lawn?
  20. If your OTP starts school in spring, where do they go to get supplies? Do they end up sharing any classes?
  21. Who would surprise the other with flowers?
  22. Who’s more likely to make a flower crown for the other?
  23. During the first rainfall of spring, would your OTP try to share an umbrella? How would that go?
  24. Does your OTP prefer to go outside during the spring, or do they prefer staying inside and cuddling up on a couch?
  25. If your OTP went out to have a picnic, where would they go? What food would they bring with them?
  26. What sorts of wildlife would your OTP like to see? What kind of wildlife would they not like to see?
  27. Which one would surprise the other by taking them to the beach before the summer crowd comes?
  28. Which one starts wearing short sleeved things first and which one starts to wear shorter sleeves only because the other is?
  29. Are there any local festivals that your OTP would go to during the spring?
  30. Which one’s hat would blow away in the wind and which one would go after the hat and bring it back?
Safe : Jughead Jones

request: Could you do a jughead x reader where the reader is also a writer and an outcast and they’ve never spoken but they both have an unspoken major crush on one another? And then one day they have to share a booth at Pop’s because there aren’t any more free seats? And they spend hours together and eventually there’s a fluffy kiss scene? Thank you so much ! 

 requested by: @messrmoonyimagines

A/N: I didn’t know if you wanted to be tagged or not, so I just did it to be safe. If you didn’t, sorry boo. I am sorry this took forever to come out, but what is a girl to do? College is stressful and I am a bundle of anxiety. I hope you love this and hit me up with more requests if you’d like. Also, jughead is so lovable I just can’t deal with it. love ya, xx aubree

pairing: Jughead Jones x Reader

warnings: mentions of parents fighting?? idk if that’s a warning but I am throwing it in there just to be safe.

word count: 810

(gif not mine)


Originally posted by knightlley

Jughead Jones the third always admired the girl in booth 13. She was always in the same booth, as was he. The both of them seemingly unaware that each had feelings for one another, though neither of them had ever said a single word to the other. 

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Jimin was at your apartment right at noon and you couldn’t help but giggle as you opened the door.

I am ready for English time! He exclaimed as he held up a couple bags of take out. You opened the door and watched him walk into your place. He looked around and smiled. Wow, your place is nice! He exclaimed and you shook your head, grabbing some of the papers off your table so he could put the bags down.

Thank you. You said quietly. Your heart was racing as you noticed him taking a few containers of food out of each bag. What in the world is all of this? You asked and he turned around with an adorable smile.

So, I might have mentioned that I was doing this today and the guys might have invited themselves. Jimin said quickly and you looked at him with wide eyes.

But … I … Wha — You stuttered as Jimin apologized profusely.

I am so so so sorry, they’ve been bugging me forever about you and I told them that I was coming over today and then next thing I know, they are telling me that they will come by a little after I got here and I didn’t know how to tell you over the phone and I was worried that you would get mad and say I couldn’t come over and — You held up your hand and began laughing at the rapid fire pace that Jimin was speaking.

Jimin, calm down. You said slowly and he took a deep breath.

I’m super sorry. He responded and you nodded.

That’s okay, but I think I need a glass of wine or something. You said as you walked into the kitchen. Jimin followed and you looked behind you. Would you like one too? You asked as you opened your fridge. He scanned the contents and reached in front of you to grab a beer. You saw his bicep flex subtly as he grabbed the bottle. Swallowing, your mind went into a frenzy. You had forgotten already that the rest of BTS was coming over in a little while and you were incredibly aware that you and Jimin were completely alone. Grabbing the bottle of wine and closing the fridge, you turned away from him to regain your thoughts and grab a glass. Jimin smirked and cracked open the bottle.

There was silence between the two of you, but it was apparent just how much sexual tension had built up between the two of you. Still in your kitchen, you placed the glass of wine up to your lips and took a sip. The sweet, yet bitter taste of the wine allowed for your body to relax a little. Looking up from the wine, you saw Jimin staring at you, slowly he put the beer up to his lips and took a long swig. You felt every pore on your body begin to sweat and you tried to find something to talk about, but your mind just kept going back to what Jimin would look like shirtless in your kitchen.

Jimin seemed to scan your body with his eyes, before he took a step forward. You looked into his eyes, as he gently took the wine glass from your hands and placed it on the counter behind you. You looked away from him, but he gingerly took your chin in his hand and steered your gaze back into his eyes. Your breathing became shallow as he dipped his head down. Pecking your lips at first, then becoming more passionate, the two of you seemed to pull at each other’s clothes and hair. It was like a seal being broken or the floodgates opening as the two of you seemed to lose yourselves in each other. But as soon as it had sparked, the flame was doused when a loud knock could be heard at your door.

The surprise caused you to accidentally bite a little too hard on Jimin’s lip. He growled a little and you touched his lip.

Oh my god, I’m so — You started, but the smirk on his face made you stop. He pulled you close, his lips lightly touched your ear.

We will save that for later. He huskily whispered in your ear and your cheeks burst into flames. Holding your face and trying to calm yourself, you went to the door while Jimin ran to the bathroom to check on his lip. As you opened the door, a large eruption of noise came at you at full capacity. Six guys seemed to swarm around you, Tae and Jungkook running in with Hobi following closely behind and Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi strolling in last. You sighed and threw a hand through your hair, trying to straighten out your thoughts after the unexpected, but not unwelcome make out session only moments before.

Hello, Y/N! Jin said to you as he placed a cake onto the table. Jungkook was already eyeing the take out containers, while Namjoon seemed to gravitate towards your lesson plans. Looking around, then back at Jin you smiled.

Hello, how are you? You asked Jin, but he seemed to be more preoccupied as he looked at you a little closer. Grabbing a napkin, he handed it to you, and made a motion with his hand around his lip.

Ah, you got some lipstick well … everywhere around your mouth. He said quietly, and your hand shot up to your mouth, your eyes wide with surprise. You opened and closed your mouth, only to have Jin crack a smile and chuckle. I’m only kidding, but now I know what you two were doing. He murmured and your cheeks went bright red once more. Jimin came out of the bathroom to see you, red in the face, standing next to a smirking Jin and rolled his eyes.

Stop bothering her, hyung! He called out to the eldest member, Jin waved his hand and Jimin and walked over to the table to grab some food. Jimin walked up to you, his hair casually disheveled as he looked you deeply in the eyes. Everything okay? He asked and you nodded. But in your head, everything was out of control. You couldn’t really figure out what had just happened, but as you watched Jimin walk over to the table, you lightly touched your lips and smiled.

You didn’t really know what was going on, but you liked what was happening.

geekmoodlet  asked:

Once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly, and then send it to ten of your favorite followers! ♥️️

tysm for sending this!! 

1. I like how interested I get when I want to learn something new! I get really invested in what I’m doing!

2.  I love my nails! They’re super long and it makes me really happy when I paint my nails! 

3. I like how open minded I’ve become!

4. I like that I have such a a supporting and loving family I have!

5. I like my sense of fashion style. I mean usually everything I pair together looks very loud and vivid in color for some people, but I like it makes feel unique in a way> xD

10 facts about me

Since I’ve gotten three of these asks (and I did another one of them previously), I’m just going to tag you all in them lol. I’m sorry for being lazy and for taking so long to do this :( @minyo-ongi @thehouseofkpop and @youngjai thank you all for sending this to me! I’m honored to be a fave of yours 🌸🌸🌸

1. Wolverine is my favorite comic book character and Logan was an incredible movie tbh
2. The Harvest Moon series is my favorite video game series. I collect the games and my favorite one is Animal Parade~
3. Pastel pink is my favorite color
4. My top three Kpop faves are GOT7, Monsta X, and Mad Clown
5. I swear wayyy too much wow like I have a pretty good filter on here but if you get to know me you’ll see that I swear all the time 
6. Bright colors are my favorites but I do not wear any bright colors at all lol. I pretty much only wear dark colors like maroon, navy blue, grey, and black 
7. Home Run is still my favorite GOT7 era and may always be. They all looked SO good and the outfits were the best imo 
8. I’ve already started writing my next chaptered fic (it’s a 2jae with lots of angst tbh but what’s new) but I don’t think I’ll release any of it until I’m done with You Had Me at Hello. It’s called “Silver, Blue, and Gold” (which is the name of a song) ^^
9. My music tastes are super weird lol. I listen to a lot of music types but I love kpop, r&b, and classic rock the most. 
10. I love Choi Youngjae (saved the best for last tbh)

Let me make it up to you (Jooheon) SMUT

Originally posted by jooheonl

Request: Heyyy I really love your blog. Take your time with requests and you have a great blog! Okay im a ho for Jooheon smuts so can i request one where you two get in a bad argument and he see leaves for a little while, but when he comes back he sees you crying so he gets all dom yet really romantic and gentle to make up for making you cry. thanks~~

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER! Ill make it somewhat long bc I told you “tomorrow” but its been like 2 weeks i think…….

I hope you like it~~~

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anonymous asked:

why not tell us your sinful HC then we can build off them?

because im really fucking lazy

okayyy WELL i ship a lot of people so I’m just going to separate them into sections


  • Their relationship started as a fling during a late night in the office that snowballed into feelings and passing touches.  Their first night together was so aggressive and it was just to get out pent up frustration of some political strife that’s going on at least that’s what they told themselves. After that night Alex avoids Thomas at all cost, and whenever Alex and Thomas lock eyes they both blush and mumble some half ass excuse to leave. They never talk about it until four months later at an office party. Well talk is one way of phrasing it, more like Alex had five too many to drink and he pulls Thomas aside almost in tears because damn it it’s not fair he’s in love with him and he doesn’t love him back. Alex walks out of the party before Thomas can string together a response. Alex has to step into an alley after a minute of walking because he’s full blown sobbing now and he doesn’t want to be seen. “What’s not fair, is that you never gave me a chance to reply.” and Alex looks up to see Thomas standing there slightly out of breathe from running. Alex tells him to leave him alone, he’s rather not be made fun of. Thomas grabs his arm and pulls him into an embrace, and looks down at the smaller man. “Wouldn’t you like to know my answer?” and capture Alex’s lips in a delicate kiss. Wow and now the office is like sickeningly sweet,like they still fight a ton in like cabinet meetings but after its like constant cooing and loving gazes and everyone’s like ew please stop. The next time they have sex it’s still really passionate but they focus on each other’s needs, making sure the other is comfortable to keep going, making sure the other feels good. Alex likes to bite Thomas, and Thomas has this weird infatuation with Alex’s hair. Each day the couple walks in sporting new love marks and everyone internally groans because they could try and pretend they don’t fuck every night. Also both of them are really into voyeurism and-                                       honestly I’m going to make a separate post for these nerds


  • So the first time Laurens calls Alex ‘baby girl’ they are at the grocery store. They are standing in the cereal isle, “Do you want cocoa puffs, baby girl?” and Laurens doesn’t even realize what he has said until Alex replies with a strangled guttural noise. Laurens and Alex stare at each other for a very long time until Alex drags Laurens out of the store, leaving the groceries behind. I’m not saying the fuck in the back of Alex’s van, but they fuck in the back of Alex’s van.


  • So when Alex and Aaron start dating they don’t really go past making out. Alex wants to go father but Burr never seems to want to, and Alex doesn’t want to pressure him so he says nothing. One day Alex jokes about how vanilla Burr must be and something flashes in Burr’s eyes. “Quite the opposite, love.” and Alex is sputtering because, no way, no way Burr’s kinky. “Prove it” and oh jeez it just goes down hill from there. Next thing you know Alex is sitting on Burr’s bed while they establish a safe word and wow, where did Burr keep all those sex toys? After a night full of.. discoveries… Alex and Burr’s relationship has never been the same. And Alex has never been happier.


  • OKAY wow i got a lot on these nerds. Okay so obviously Herc gets turned on when Laf speaks french. At first Laf can’t understand why Herc gets upset when they speak with Alex in French. It’s not until they are both alone and Laf asks Herc a question in French, forgetting for a moment that he doesn’t speak French, and Herc is all flustered and is gripping the table. Laf is just ecstatic with his discovery and abuses his power over Herc, whispering French into Hercs ear, with one hand tracing small circles on his lower back, and the other on Herc’s arm. Herc can’t control himself and just pounces on Laf. French isn’t the only thing coming out of Lafs mouth that night. Also Laf has such a bad daddy kink and want’s Herc to call them fifille so bad but is too embarrassed to ask. Well one night Laf comes home after a wild night with lams and Herc is there sitting in the couch and is extremely angry because, wtf you weren’t picking up your phone and you didn’t tell me where you went. and laf is like “I’m sorry, daddy. Please don’t punish your fifille.” and passes out on the couch over Herc’s lap and Herc is just sitting there, shocked. Laf wakes up with a terrible headache and laying on the bed they shared with Herc. Herc walks in with coffee and advil, and while Laf sips his coffee mumbling their thank you, Herc mentions last night. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that babe, my phone died and Laurens ordered shots and-” “If you wanted to call me daddy you could have just asked.” and laf spits out their coffee. After several minutes of Laf choking and Herc rubbing their back, they fall into an awkward silence. Herc takes advantage of the silence and explains how last night they called him daddy and refereed to themselves as ‘fifille’ (which Herc had to look up on their phone) and how he’s up for it if Laf is okay with it. Needless to say, they don’t dont get much done that day.

Phillip Hamilton and Theo Burr wtf is their ship name guys (all these I’ve talked about with @theall-possiblegirl)

  • WOW I LOVE THEM OKAY. These loser are terrible a sneaking around, okay? Like their dads hate each other so they have to keep their relationship secret but god damn they are the worst. Like Theo moans so fucking loud all the time and ofc Phillip isn’t going to stop her because why would he ever muffle something so beautiful? Phillip is forgetful and clumsy so he’ll knock over a lamp after falling into Theo’s bedroom at 3 o’clock in the morning but he wont lock the door before they have sex. Cue getting walked in on constantly. Like poor Eliza and momma Theodosia because damn it these two make hiding the relationship so difficult (obvs the moms help the two sneak around). I feel like Phillip and Theo would be such gentle and giving lovers like they are always trying to put their lovers pleasure before theirs. Phillip goes down on Theo for hours, making sure Theo cums several times before she even touches him. Honestly i could talk about these nerds for hours because they are like the cutest couple ever okay?


  • These dumbasses. They both have ad a crush on the other for years, but have never told the other because that’s gay and they’re bros you know they are both frat boys irl i will fight everyone. So one night, after a couple fireballs, Angelica suggest that everyone plays spin the bottle. Madison not really for it because he really doesn’t want to see Jefferson makeout with another girl in front of him some more, but Jefferson is all for it and Madison can’t say no when Jefferson throws his arm over his shoulder like that. long story short Jefferson spins the bottle, it lands on Mads and Mads is all blushy and shit until Jefferson plops in his lap and starts making out with him. Madison can’t tell if he’s died and gone to heaven or hell, but he’s sure he’s dead because there is no way this is happening in real life. Well Angie tells them to break it up or take it to another room because she wants to continue with the game. When Jefferson pulls away Mads is really sad thinking Jefferson has come to his senses and is about to say how gross that was or something just as hurtful, but is surprised when Jefferson grabs his arm and pulls him into another room. They both wake up the next day with a throbbing headache, naked, and a vague idea what happened the night before. Mads is about to cry because he thinks Jefferson thinks he’s a freak (Jefferson is thinking the same thing) and tries to leave without waking up Jefferson he’s already awake fuckboi but Jefferson grabs his arm and asks him to stay. Cue really cute/awkward confessions and cuddles. Also Alex yelling at them when they come downstairs because he couldn’t sleep all night because they were fucking too loud.

So that took me forever to type. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted, anon, I’ve never really typed out my HC this way before. Sorry it’s so long, i just have a lot to say about things. I also didn’t add everything; i might do that in alater post. Mullete and Jeffmads HC are both inspired by the wonderful @lafyettes go check out their blog, they are amazing and my highkey my tumblr crush

The Road Trip │Chapter 5

Riley is twenty-one years old, who does whatever she is supposed do. She stays in her safe zone never wondering out, until something happens that makes her rethink her life. Riley decides to do something for herself and hit the road for a solo trip. While trying to figure out her life and find inspiration to start writing, she meets a green eyed stranger. Is it possible to feel an instant connection with someone, and know they are the one for you? Riley and the stranger seem to think so, but will something come in the way of stopping them from being together?

  chapter 1 │chapter 2 chapter 3chapter 4

I’m so sorry it took me forever to write this chapter. This chapter was the most difficult for me to write. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. 

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Imaging Having a ‘Brother’s Day’

Request:  Hey can I have an imagine where Winchester sister (who is a teenager) turns Father’s Day into ‘brother’s day’ so she can say thank you to them for raising her and to reassure them they did better job than John. Thanks, sorry if it’s too detailed. - Anonymous

Author’s Note: So, I know, y’all I know, that Father’s Day was like two months ago. So don’t come at me. Also, don’t give any hate about how John’s interpretation in this. I know a lot of people in this fandom don’t like him when some do. I’m about 50/50 because sometimes I do, and sometimes I don’t. I’m sorry this took forever to get out. – Haley xx

You sat in a library chair with your feet up on the table. Dean and Sam should be walking through those metal doors soon and your nerves where sky high. Today was Father’s Day and while your dad had been dead a few years, you really weren’t keen on celebrating it for him.

Dean and Sam were the ones who raised you while your dad was off. Dean was the one who taught you how to drive; Sam was the one who helped you on your homework every night. They took care of you and protected you while your dad hauled you three around and especially when he disappeared to find Azazel.

The timer from the stove when off and you flew up from your chair. You had bought a few frozen pies, because you were not going to bake any in case you messed it up, so you heated them up while you fixed a homemade meal. Two present boxes sat on the table one addressed to Dean and one to Sam.

There wasn’t that much you could afford. You had to spend most of the money on food and supplies, but you had a few dollars left over and bought each brother a new flannel. It wasn’t anything outrageous, but they deserved something new.

You put the pies on a cooling rack and shut the oven door with your hip when you heard someone cough behind you. You turned around and saw your brothers standing in the doorway smiling at you.

“What’s all this?” Sam asked.

“Did you buy pie?” Dean asked, walking over to the oven.

“I did. I thought maybe we could celebrate today a little different,” you said.

“What is today?” they both asked.

“Traditionally, it’s Father’s Day. But since you two raised me, I thought we could have a Brother’s Day,” you shrugged sheepishly.

“We didn’t really raise you,” Dean said, scratching the back of his neck.

“Yes, you did. If I didn’t have you two for older brothers, I wouldn’t have turned out like this. I don’t even know if dad would have kept me. And I’m not trying to make you all upset or anything…” you sighed. “I just want you all to know I really love you.“

Sam smiled and pulled you into a tight hug. “We love you too, sis. You didn’t have to go all out for us, though.”

“Is this store bought pie?” Dean asked, opening up some drawers and grabbing a fork.

You laughed. “I know I didn’t, but I really wanted too. I hope you all like everything.”

Dean shoveled some pie into his mouth before leaving a sticky kiss on your forehead. “Food and what are these?” Dean asked, going up to the boxes and shaking one. “Presents too? Let’s do Brother’s Day every year!”

Sam rolled his eyes and squeezed you hard again. “Thank you.”

the House Party

Request:  Hi :) could I request one where liam and y/n are best friends and both attend a house party with the rest of the pack and both liam and y/n’s exes are there so they both pretend to be going out with each other in front of their exes and then they actually start to like eachother and its ends in fluff :))

*I don’t own the gif; credit goes to the wonderful owner/maker*

Note: I’ve never been to a house party because I’m a loser with no life so I had to wing it lol

“Whose party is this again?” I asked over the pounding music, attempting to nod my head along to the beat.

           “I don’t know; some guy on the lacrosse team.” Liam yelled back. “I’m really glad that you could make it though.”

           “Isn’t that what people say when it’s their party?”

           He shrugged and then gestured to my empty cup. “Do you want some more?”

           “What?” I leaned closer, cupping my ear. Someone violently twerking bumped into me, and I stumbled slightly. Man, parties were so not my scene- especially ones with upperclassmen that drank and shoved glow sticks in inappropriate places.

           Liam tried again, “Do you want some more?”

           I shook my head. “I still can’t hear you.”

           Sighing, Liam took my elbow and led me into the kitchen. “I asked if you wanted some more. Like, to drink.”

           Quickly, I smiled and pat his arm. “No thank you. I don’t believe in underage drinking. And besides that, if my parents found out, they would kill me.”

           “I didn’t mean a drink drink. I meant like a drink.”

           Laughing, I nodded. “Sure, because that made sense.”

           Liam’s face dropped. I started to ask him what was wrong- I mean, my best friend was perfectly happy a second ago, so something had to be wrong- when a nasally voice behind us cried out, “Li!”

           My jaw clenched. I would recognize that voice anywhere. Maddie was a cheerleader for Devenford Prep, and she had broken Liam’s heart a few weeks ago.

           I immediately looked in Liam’s eyes, taking his hand in mine and giving it a light squeeze. “Hey, hey look at me.” I whispered when I saw his nostrils flare. Maddie was coming over here; I could hear the clicking of her heels on the tile. “Are you good?” I raised my eyebrows.

           He nodded slowly. I wasn’t sure if he was telling me the truth entirely; his cheeks and the tops of his ears were a bright pink.

           “Li, it’s so good to see you! Aw, and you’re still friends with Y/N.” She cooed, coming between us to put a hand on both of our shoulders. “That’s so cute.” She said in a baby voice, pouting her lips slightly.

           “Babe, give them some space.” Jack suddenly appeared, arm sliding around Maddie’s waist.

           My back went rigid. Liam rubbed his thumb across the back of my hand soothingly, attempting to alleviate the wave of emotions engulfing me at the sight of my ex-boyfriend as of two months ago.

           Jack looked me over briefly. “Wow, Y/N, you look great.” I glanced down at my jean shorts and loose football jersey before slowing looking back up at him. Was he feeling okay? I had literally thrown this on in about five minutes.

           “Yeah, I think so too.” Liam said, and then suddenly arms were around my waist and my back was pressed firmly to his chest. My eyes went wide when he placed a warm kiss to my cheek, making my heart speed up. What the hell was going on?

           “You two are dating!” Maddie squealed. “How nice!”

           Liam nodded, resting his head on my shoulder. “Yeah, it is very nice. She’s perfect. I love her so much.” He cuddled me closer, humming under his breath happily.

           “That’s so nice.” Maddie looked like she didn’t think it was very nice at all.

           “Oh, I love this song!” Jack exclaimed suddenly as Hot Mess by Cobra Starship began to shake the house. “Come on, let’s all go dance!”

           “Tell you what,” I said as I gained my voice back. “Why don’t we meet you guys out there? Liam and I came in here to get a refill on our drinks; we don’t want to hold you up.” I forced a smile on my face as they agreed and left the kitchen.

           That’s when I whirled on Liam. “What the hell was that, Dunbar?”

           His hands in went up as if in surrender. “I’m sorry; I just didn’t like him flirting with you.”

           “Why?” I snapped.

           “Maybe because he completely ruined you and it took me forever to piece you back together.” He retaliated. Oh. Damn. I bit my lip and studied my shoes. Liam sighed and roughly ran his hand through his hair. “Look, I’m sorry-”

           “No,” I cut him off. “Don’t. I know where you’re coming from.”

           “Really? Or are you just saying that because you’re secretly mad?”

           “Really.” I assured him. Then I held out my arm. “Pretend to be my boyfriend for the evening?”


“What are we trying to accomplish again?” Liam whispered in my ear as we pushed past several bodies. “Like, are we trying to make them jealous, or are we trying to show that we’ve moved on, or…?”

           “I say we make the bastards jealous,” I remarked as I dodged a random elbow. “What do you think?”

           Liam grinned. “I think a little bit of both is in order. I don’t know about you, but looking at that-” He jerked his head to my left; Maddie and Jack were grinding on each other in a dark corner. “Well, let’s just say that I don’t miss her at all.”

           “That’s good.” I encouraged. “You deserve so much better than her.”

           “Well what about you?” Liam asked. “Do you miss Jack at all?”

           “No,” I didn’t even have to think. “I don’t miss him. I just miss having somebody.”

           “You have me.” He pointed out.

           I grinned. “Very true.”


“They’ve come up for air.” Liam mumbled in my ear. “Crap, they’re looking now. What do I do?”

           “Put your arm around me and laugh.” I instructed, easing a smile onto my face. Liam did as I said, letting out an incredibly loud, obviously fake laugh. But it got the job done. Maddie and Jack were walking over to us with tight smiles.

           “Finally out of the kitchen I see. Do you guys want to dance? Maybe one for old times’ sake?” Maddie fluttered her long eyelashes at Liam.

           Liam shook his head. “I’m not really that good of a dan-CER.” His voice cracked when I casually slid my hand into his back pocket and pinched his ass. He cleared his throat. “I mean, yeah, we should definitely dance. Y/N, you wanna dance with me?”

           “That’s not what I meant-” I interrupted Maddie with a smile, “I thought you’d never ask, babe.” With that, I removed my hand and laced my fingers with his, leading him into the crowd.

           As soon as I stopped, Liam flicked my shoulder. “Why’d you pinch my butt?”

           “Because if I didn’t, we’d still be stuck talking to them.” I told him as I bounced to the beat. “Now come on. Get all up on me. Don’t be shy.”

           Liam looked more than shy when he placed a hesitant hand on my waist. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed his wrists and yanked, pulling him flush against my body. He gasped softly as I rolled my body against his, closing my eyes and tossing my hair back with my hands in the air. “Whoa,” he mumbled.

           “C’mon, goober, we gotta sell this.” I teased. The corners of his lips turned up at the sides as he said, “Is that a challenge?”

           “You bet it is, baby.”


The cops ended up coming by the house on a noise complaint and the music had to be turned down. This caused many people to step off the make-shift dance floor; Liam and I were among them. We had gone out in the backyard to sit on the edge of the cement porch. It was quieter out here. None of the party-goers had stumbled out either. It was nice. “Do you think we lost them?” I referred to Maddie and Jack.

           The tips of Liam’s ears went pink. “They went upstairs like twenty minutes ago.”

           “Oh.” I giggled. “Hey, good for them, right?” When he just glared into the grass, I frowned. “Hey, are you alright? You said that you didn’t have any more feelings for her. Were you really telling me the truth?”

           “Yeah,” Liam’s brow furrowed. “Of course. I wouldn’t lie to you.”

           Raising an eyebrow, I nudged his shoulder with my own. “I don’t know whether to believe you or not.”

           He sighed. “Believe me, I definitely don’t have feelings for her.” Seeing my suddenly eager expression, he groaned and covered his face with his hand.

           “So if you don’t have feelings for her… who do you have feelings for? What’s her name? Do I know her? What does she look like? Does she go to our school? Is she nice? Do you think we’ll get along? How long have you liked her? Have you-”

           “It’s you! Alright? It’s you!” Liam’s frustrated yell pierced the slowly darkening yard. He was breathing hard, like he had just ran a marathon. My mouth closed instantly, shocked from his sudden outburst. His eyes glittered in the dim porch light like gold. “It’s you.” He whispered again as he looked me up and down, trying to find any hint of a reaction.

           “Look, I know that I’m your best friend, but these past few weeks… I just can’t… I want more than that. I want you. And I get it if you don’t feel the same way. I mean, I’m just this dorky werewolf that can’t control his temper. You’re this goddess who has a beautiful smile and a kind heart. And when Jack was flirting with you- how he had the nerve to even look at you after what he put you through- I hated it. I hated every second of it. So yeah, I got protective and crossed the line, maybe. But then you ended up going along with it and… just… God, the way you were dancing… and how you would look at me and touch me… I realized that I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t just sit by while you get more beautiful every damn day and maybe fall in love again only for the guy to be a total douche that breaks your heart when I would never-”

           Alright, maybe what I did was cliché. Maybe it was stupid. But in that moment my heart was pounding so hard and he was rambling and I didn’t know what else to do. It had worked in movies, so why not? I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him forward, planting my lips on his firmly. Liam inhaled sharply. Then he lurched into action. One of his hands knotted in my hair while the other glided over my lower back.

           Suddenly I was pitched into his lap. Liam’s hands came to rest on my hips, anchoring me down. His lips were forceful on mine, like he couldn’t get enough. My fingers tangled in his hair. All I wanted was him closer to me.

           The back door banged open behind us. We jumped and quickly pulled apart. I squinted as I panted, trying to recognize the towering figures. Lanky stature with a loose long sleeved shirt accompanied by a bulkier, slightly shorter companion.

           Oh. I knew who that was.

           “We were about to leave.” Scott stated awkwardly, standing behind Stiles, whose hand still clutched the doorknob. “Then I remembered that we’re your ride.”

           “Right. Thanks for not leaving us here. That would’ve sucked.” I laughed uneasily, running my fingers through my hair in an attempt to tame it.

           “Yeah, it would’ve really sucked if we left you two alone any longer.” Stiles remarked. Liam blushed as he got to his feet and offered me a hand up. Gratefully, I took it. I didn’t know if I could stand after all that just happened.

           We all stood there for a few uncomfortable minutes, avoiding looking at each other. Then Stiles clapped his hands together. “Well, it’s been fun. It’s getting late. You guys have a bed time. Let’s go.”

           Scott pat him on the back, “Yep. Sounds good.” The two goofballs trudged inside, letting the door close behind them. I guess that they were expecting us to follow.

           “Listen,” I said suddenly. My voice sounded too loud in my ears. “Obviously I feel the same way about you, so would you be okay if we just skipped over this awkwardness and started dating?”

           “I would be so okay with that.”

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Hiiiii~ 😊 May I get a sweet drabble with Jay about him getting a tattoo of my name on his wrist and we are getting dressed for date night or a elegant party and I do his cuff links and notice it ^^ PS. He proposes during the date or party in front of everyone and I got ton a tattoo as well but that was earlier in the relationship Thank youuuu~~~💕😇 Hope it's not much!

Originally posted by jayfatuasian

Life for you had two stages, everything that came before Jay and everything that happened with him. Before Jay, you were just another stressed out college kid just looking forward to getting through the week. After Jay, you were still a stressed out college kid but you had someone who waited at your apartment to cuddle you after a rough day. Before Jay you were kind of judgmental, always looking down on people who weren’t like you people who had a different kind of “hustle”. After Jay, you’d learned a thing or two about living outside of societal expectations.

The you before Jay would never have agreed to a date with some random guy covered in tattoos much less at a party. The you after Jay lived for Simon’s colorful house parties. The you before Jay would’ve listened to her mother and not even given the cute Korean-American boy the time of day. The you after Jay couldn’t believe how time had flown by. Before Jay, there were things you would’ve never tried like riding the tallest roller coaster at Cedar Point on a weekend trip or getting a tattoo dedicated to your boyfriend. But the you after Jay had done both of those things.

 The needle pierced your skin in short painful strokes, pushing ink between the crevices it had created across your ribs. Your fingernails permanently cut  half-moon shapes into the leather of the chair at the tattoo studio Jay always got his ink. You could still remember your best friend’s face, the way she clucked her tongue against the roof of her mouth; she couldn’t believe that you “little miss perfect” were actually getting a tattoo of your favorite song lyrics from one Jay’s softer songs. You remember thinking that all the pain you went through was worth it after seeing the way Jay’s eyes lit up when you finally got the guts to show him.

Before Jay, your mom had your entire life mapped out for you down to the day you would get married and with whom. That’s how everything started, stage two of your life began with you running out of your mom’s living room leaving behind your screaming mother and her best friend’s family. If you marry Mike you’ll be set for life, she’d said. The thing was you were sick of planning for the future and not living in the moment. So when your friend’s boyfriend introduced you to Jay you didn’t hesitate to accept his date offer. But who would’ve thought that a date you’d agreed to on a whim would produce a relationship of almost six years?

“Baby, help me get the cufflinks on,” he said fingers struggling with the button down shirt. You looked away from the mirror, setting your lipstick down on the bathroom sink. As you walked back into your room you took in your boyfriend’s appearance. Despite being more of a street-style kind of person you couldn’t deny that he cleaned up well. Looking up from his sleeve, Jay did his own once over smiling once he noticed that you were wearing the floor-length cream gown he’d gotten you a few nights before.

“When are you going to learn?” You said, a teasing smile on your lips. He shook his head a grin spreading across his face. Taking the black velvet box in which he kept his cufflinks into your hands, you sat on your bed. Jay followed after you, stretching his arm in your direction. As you pulled his sleeve into place to button it you noticed a flash of ink. Jay was covered in tattoos, you knew his body like the back of your hands. So you knew that despite the amount of tattoos he had, he didn’t have any on the wrist area of his right arm.

“Babe, did you get new ink?” You said, fingers already tugging his shirt sleeve out of the way. You sucked in a sharp breath, beyond shocked at the letters cutting across the delicate skin of Jay’s wrist.

“I have something else for you,” he said, taking your hand in his before moving to kneel down on the floor just before you. His already moist eyes locked with yours but he offered you a shaky smile. You weren’t sure what was happening, not a hundred percent. But as he reached into the pocket of his black trousers the events of the last few days began to click. The random times he sneaked off the store with Simon and all of Loco’s giggling whenever he saw you. Jay brought a stunning silver ring from his pocket.

“I wanted to do this at the dinner. I had Simon and the guys prepared to film everything. I even had a video of when I asked your dad for your hand. But you saw the tattoo and you look so gorgeous so I don’t really want to wait. Baby, I love you more than I thought humanly possible. You’ve been with me through thick and thin. There is no other person I’d rather spend the rest of my life with. So would you do me the immense honor of marrying me?” 

At this point your own eyes were brimming with tears, you couldn’t help the way your hands shook. You wanted to shout out your answer to the world but words wouldn’t come. You settled for nodding your head repeatedly.

“I love you”

- Admin Jen

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Coffee: Part 2 (Mingyu)

Confused as to why this is Part 2? Go read Coffee: Part 1 then! :) 
Or not. Your choice, really. <3

Summary: You miss Mingyu. And an opportunity comes up to see him again. (Ugh that was a bad summary, sorry.)

Genre: Uh… I don’t really know.

Words: 2532

This took forever because school and writer’s block and laziness. I just.. UGH. I’m so sorry… But I hope this is okay…

“She’s kinda cute, isn’t she?” Wonwoo whispered, leaning towards his best friend. Mingyu, who was a little spacey, looked back at him with a tired and confused expression. Chuckling, the shorter boy shook his head. “Spaced out again? Thinking about that girl again?” He asked with that deep voice of his.

Playfully pushing him, Mingyu rolled his eyes. “Shut up Wonwoo~” He smirked with his slightly less deep voice. Since he quit working at the cafe, he got taller, his pitch deepened, et cetera. He hit puberty, basically. And it was good to him.

Some of the fans at the fanmeet they were at shrieked at their contact. “MEANIE!!!!” They called. Both Wonwoo and Mingyu just rolled their eyes playfully. The crowd continued to cheer for one of their favorite Seventeen couples as they made a heart with each other, feeding the fanservice.

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Purgatory - Part 2

Jungkook X Reader 
What if I told you I wasn’t from this world? If I said I looked after you and watched you grow up, even if I wasn’t physically there. If You saw me, you would think I was just a figment of your imagination.
What if there really was such a thing as an afterlife or another universe? And what if I told you that I was the only one capable of entering both in order to see you?
What if I told you that you had 10 days left to live before I would finally be able to meet you and tell you I’ve loved you for so long

Would you Believe me? 

A/N: I really like this story, So I’m really hoping you guys do too xD 

Genre: Everything

Everything Word Count: 2952

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“She drew me! She actually drew me! I can’t believe it! And it’s really good too, really on point”
“That’s not the only thing” Namjoon spoke as he picked up your sketchbook and flipped through the pages, “She Drew all of us…” 

“She’s amazing…” Jungkook smiled to himself, “Like always” 
“Jungkook! That’s not the point here! Don’t you see it? She Drew You. Jungkook, I think you’re forgetting the point that SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE LET ALONE ALL OF US” 
“Oh shit, you’re right” Namjoon heard a light groan and he whipped his head around towards you, “shit shit she’s waking up! What do I do?!?!?!?!” “I DON’T KNOW! I’VE NEVER BEEN TO THE HUMAN REALM BEFORE” 

Namjoon quickly jumped back outside the window and hid on the balcony. You got up slowly, holding your head in your hand. You stood up and glanced back at the floor. “Jungkook, who… is she?”
“She’s the love of my life, why?”
“No no no, not that, we already know that. But, how does she know who we are? How can she draw us??”
“Well, she’s been drawing ever since she was a kid, and I used to talk to her a lot. It was funny, I was the only one she always listened too”
“That’s because you can control people’s minds Jungkook”
“Yeah yeah, whatever. But I was created because of her, so she started drawing pictures of me thinking it was from her mind”
“So she’s been doing this for a while?”
“Yeah, but she kind of stopped drawing and only did it in her spare time, she’s gotten really good-”
“Stop getting off topic! I Gotta get back to Purgatory” Namjoon dug into his pockets to find nothing. He frantically panicked and searched everywhere until he looked through the window into your room. And he saw the orb sitting there on the ground, slowly turning into a grey colour. Namjoon squinted his eyes in order to see what the time on is was


He was safe. 

You yawned as you picked up all your sketchbooks and placed them on your desk, leaving to the bathroom. Perfect chance for Namjoon to quickly swoop in. He was just about to jump through but then his head pounded and he fell back down, “Ow, what the hell Jungkook?” 
“What’s up.” 
“Wait, you’re both in my head?! Please” 
“Namjoon, you’re gonna have to get Y/N to sign that paper. I forgot to add the fact that if she doesn’t, she’ll disappear from every realm, never to be found again.” 
“WHAT?!” Jungkook and Namjoon said in unison
“Namjoon please! Get her to sign it please! I can’t live without her!! I’m begging you!”
“Ow ow! Okay okay! Huhhh, what people do for love” He slowly stepped inside, making sure you weren’t going to come in any time soon. He grabbed the orb, “Oh by the way, I’m adding more time for you, I’m giving you 10 days” Yoongi said 
“Wait what? Why?”
“Because she has ten days, you can always come back with her before that you know” 
“Why am I doing all this for you guys?” 
“because you’re the only one we can trust” 
“Why don’t you send Jin or some shit, he’s better at this than I am” 
“He’s can’t, Namjoon. Going through the Realms messes up his time travel power, besides, he’s in the woods anyways” Namjoon sighed once more before hearing the doorknob turn. He dove towards the window and climbed down into your backyard. He held the orb in his hand and watched as it glowed from grey to a bunch of rainbow colours. 

“Hey guys, can you send someone down?”
“Why? Getting lonely already?” Yoongi chuckled which rung in his ears
“No, it’s just that this is a tough job to do in 10 days”
“You can do it, I believe in you!” Jungkook says  


“Owwwww” You elongated as you held your head in your hand. You walked towards the kitchen to get an ice pack to soothe the pain, “What was that? I held the picture of- Ow!” your head pounded and you clenched the icepack into your fist.
“Anyways” You said as you walked up to the counter, reading the note once again, “It’s probably a scam, there’s no way this could be real” For once in your life, you wished your parents were home cause this was starting to really freak you out. 

‘Y/N, Y/N Can you hear me?’ 

You shook your head, “You just need to sleep it off, it’s probably all in your head” 


Namjoon found himself a comfy spot in your backyard to sleep as he tried to figure out what he was going to say to you. By now, he was back in his normal form, too tiring to be in Jungkook’s.


You awoke the next morning, looking at all the papers on your desk. You stretched your arms as you stood up and walked over to your pieces of paper. It was flipped open to a page that had all the people you used to draw on it. You smiled as you picked up the book, “Jungkook… Jeon Jungkook” You smiled as you held up a picture of him. Your head didn’t pound anymore, “So it really was just a dream?” then an Idea popped into your head. You raced into the kitchen to see if the letter you got was still there. You approached the counter and your face turned dark. You picked up the letter, your hands were trembling terribly. But then you noticed something happened at the bottom

You squinted your eyes and brought the page closer to your face, “Wasn’t this 10 days? Why does it say 9 days now?!” Panic filled through you as you heard the doorbell ring. You walked over and opened it up.
“Hi!” He said
“Hi…? Can I help you?”
“Actually, you can… Would you mind if I came inside?”
“Er -uh -umm.. Sure” You opened the door wide enough to let him in before closing it behind him, “Nice place” he says as he gazed around.
“Sorry, but, who are you?” you ask. You saw that he looked at your letter. Maybe he had seen it before, maybe he knew something about it. The way he grazed his hands over it made you wonder a lot of things. For one, his hands were long and delicate looking, veins that rode all the way up his bicep.
You walked up to him, “Do you, perhaps know about this…?” You asked. He nodded slightly before turning to you, “I’m so sorry! My name is Kim- er -Jeon Jungguk”
“Jeon… Jungguk?”
“Huh” you let out a chuckle, “That sounds so familiar to what I named my imaginary friend when I was younger. Speaking of which… You also look… a lot like him”
His eyes widened immediately as his brain yelled at Jungkook to help him, “A-Ah… Is that so?” He said, awkwardly chuckling.
“Yeah! Here I’ll show you” You said as you jumped up the stairs, taking two steps at a time. In the meantime, Namjoon was trying to contact Jungkook with all his might.
“Jungkook please wake up! I need your help! I don’t know Y/N as well as you do!”
“Hello?” Someone said in a sleepy voice, “OH MY GOD JUNGKOOK YOU TOOK FOREVER!”
“Sorry sorry, I just woke up”
“NOT THE TIME! SHE REMEMBERS YOU DUDE” Even though Jungkook wasn’t physically there, Namjoon could tell how surprised Jungkook was.
“I’M NOT! I USED YOUR REAL NAME AND SHE WAS ALL LIKE ‘Oh That sounds so familiar to what I Named my imaginary friend’ SHE EVEN SAID I LOOKED LIKE HIM TOO”
“She hasn’t come back downstairs though” Namjoon spoke, tapping his foot against the floor.
“What do you mean?”
“She went upstairs to get her sketchbook I think, and it’s been uh… 5 minutes and she hasn’t come back yet”
“Then what are you doing just standing there?! Go check!” Namjoon walked towards the stairs, pardoning himself before he walked up, “Y/N?” He said, checking around the rooms. He walked towards her bedroom and looked inside. There she was, in tears. Sitting at her desk, reapeating “I’m Sorry” to herself.
“Jungkook, what’s happening?”
“I think… She remembers me…”
“Then, why is she crying? Shouldn’t she be happy?”
“Well, I’ve been doing some research, and the relapse when you remember someone that was long gone from the past, they’ll start feeling all sorts of emotions. It’s different for everyone, but I guess hers is.. to cry”
“She’s smiling though”
“Is she? Oh yeah! She’s so cute”
“Not. The time.”
“Right right, sorry, I keep getting side tracked -OH MY GOD DID YOU SEE THAT? THAT WAS SO CUTE OMFG I’M GONNA DIE!! HER FACE IS ALL PROPPED UP IN HER HANDS AND IT SQUISHES HER FACE TOGETHER OH MY GOD OH MY GOD -CALM DOWN JUNGKOOK, CAlm DoWn… I want to hug her so badly, can you please get her to sign the paper”
“You’re truly head over heels”
“Yes.. but.. I usually stop when she does something extremely cute because I can’t handle it anymore and uh… stuff happens…” He whispered, “…Namjoon pleeaseeeeee”
“Oh my god, just chill, I’m doing the best I can! And you could at least try to talk to her!” He opened the door a bit more to see you wiping away your tears, “Y/N?”
“Huh? Oh yes? I-I’m sorry, I just came upstairs and saw this picture and started bawling my eyes out” you chuckled, “Wait… how do you know my name?”
“I- uh- um… it was on the letter that was downstairs”
“Oh… okay.. Anyways, come here”
“Wow, you drew all these?” Namjoon said, having to act surprised despite seeing these all yesterday, “Are these your friends..?” he asked curiously
“No actually, and they’re not anyone I know either. I’ve had dreams where I’ve met them all, so I kind of just… Drew them”
“WOW THAT’S GREAT!” Jungkook blasted inside Namjoon’s head. It made Namjoon grip his head and wince. You stood up, “Are you okay?” You said, looking him in the eye, “Woah, Your Eye colours… they’re changing”
“I’m Fin- wait what? I’m sorry, where’s your bathroom?”
“U-Uh right over there” He ran over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. His eyes really were changing colour. Which meant, his shapeshift was wearing off, “Shit shit shit what do I do what do I do? Jungkook? Can you hear me?”
“Huh? Yeah, what is it?”
“How much of your power can you control?”
“What? Why are you asking that? You should know”
“My shapeshifting ability is wearing off from being in the Human realm too long. If you could help me-”
“No no no no no no there’s no way I’m doing that! I can’t control my power! I Could kill you!”
“But no one has the same power as me-”
“Okay Okay! I’ll see if I can find Hoseok!”
“You have about an hour before this completely wears off”  
“I’ll do my best!” Namjoon heard a knock on the door, “Are you okay in there?” you ask. He abruptly opens it up and it pushes you aside. He quickly walks downstairs and that’s when you started to notice his hair was changing colour.
“Seriously, are you okay? This isn’t normal! Let me take you to the hospital!”
“N-No! It’s okay! Really!” He said. He plopped himself onto your couch as he fanned himself. You pouted before noticing something was glowing from his pocket. Then you turned around to the letter on the counter to see that the 9 days on it was glowing as well. Were you going crazy? “Jungguk…” Namjoon didn’t reply. She just stared at him as his hair started turning from black into purple-like colour. 

“Shapeshifting…” You subconsciously said to yourself. You walked up to him and sat down beside him. The glowing orb fell out of his pocket when you dipped into the couch. You looked at it and picked it up. It burned in your hands so you dropped it, allowing it to then end up on the ground. You stared at it in wonder and Namjoon saw it, but was too exhausted to reach out for it. He looked faint but he could hear only certain words you said.
“the Realm orb??”
“How… How do you know the… names” Namjoon said, his hair now fully back to his original colour, his clothes starting to change.
“I-I drew these, I drew all of these! It may sound weird, but I think you might know, being a shapeshifter and all but-”
“Wait, how do you know I’m a shapeshifter?”
“I- uh… well… it’s a long story but, You know how I said I had an imaginary friend? He used to tell me everything. It was as if I was talking to someone from another world. I drew everything he told me. The powers, the Realm’s. They’re all in my sketchbook. His Name is Jungkook, And I- ow ow ow ow!” Your head started to pound and you clutched it in your hands.
“You good there?” 

You sat there quietly for a few moments before nodding, “I’m okay. I’ve been getting a lot of these massive poundings in my head. But anyways, after 11th grade, Jungkook disappeared and all the things I drew and believed in, I thought it was all fake.” 

“Huh. Well Hun, you’re not wrong, and they’re not fake. I just gotta go talk to someone real quick, I’ll be right back” he said as he stood up and walked outside. “Jungkook? Are you there?”
“Yes, what’s going on? I couldn’t find Hoseok, do you still need help?”
“No actually. She knows everything. She knows about the realms and powers, she even figured out I was a shapeshifter, I don’t think I’ll need the power anymore. But she did tell me that you were the one that told her all those things”
“I was!” He laughed, “I can’t believe she remembered!”
“Have you tried talking to her yet?”
“Every time I try, there’s a barrier, It might be because of the atmosphere”
“Or maybe… she has a power that’s undiscovered because she lives here…”
“Holy shit”
“It would explain all the headaches she’s been getting”  Namjoon walked back inside and saw you holding the letter in one hand, a pen in the other, “Oh my god! Namjoon?!”
Namjoon looked up in shock before realizing his true form was now revealed, “How? What? How do you know my name?”
“I drew you! Oh- but… do you mind explaining this to me?” you ask, holding up the letter, “Oh yeah, sure.” He sat down beside you and took the letter from your hands, “The Jungkook person you keep calling your ‘Imaginary friend’ isn’t as imaginary as you think. He actually lives there, in purgatory. And for years he’s been trying to get you to come, but once you stopped believing in him, he was unable to talk to you so this is now the only way to get there. Everyone there has well, what you would call ‘Powers’. And everyone there is from different realms- which by the way, aliens do exist” Namjoon smiled
You giggled, “But Jungkook wanted me to go? Why me?”
“It’s hard to put this, but Jungkook is one of the most powerful people in the universe, he can control and possess several things and well… he’s kind of in love with you. Like, madly in love with you” you covered your mouth with your hands, this explains why you never had a boyfriend, “He’s super possessive over you and talks about you non stop”
“Really? That’s sweet” you smile, “but can you explain to me what the 10 -or 9- days mean?”
“Well… to put it simply” Namjoon sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, “If you don’t sign this in the 10 days the king gives you, you’ll disappear…”
“WHA- BUT- I- NO- Wait -what happens if I do sign it…?”
“Then It’ll take you with me to Purgatory and lead you straight to Jungkook, and all the people you knew”
“But my parents-”
“They’ll be taken care of.” You looked at him with a scared face, “Oh! Sorry, we’re not killing them or anything, but it’s kind of more like, they’ll forget you ever existed… so…”
“Wait wait! Who’s the king? Is it Yoongi?”
“Yes. He has the power to open and close the Realms. No one can leave without his permission. He’s telepathic and can get into people’s minds, he can also talk to the Realms and well… he just does a lot.. but anyways! You have to make the decision as to go or not to go”
“But my parents come back in exactly 9 days!”
“Yes, but as soon as you go to Purgatory, your past will be erased. I mean, you could wait for your parents to come home, but you’re really rushing the clock to your last day on earth”
“Oh my god, I don’t know what to do…” 

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~Admin Luna

Short Valentine's Day Imagine (Zelo)

You stared at the calendar hanging down from your room and took a marker and scribble all over the date. Today was Valentine’s Day and you hated Valentine’s Day.. Well because every year you are the only one staying home while your friends go out with their valentines and have fun.
“Why did they create such a holiday? Don’t they know there are lonely people like me who don’t have a valentine?!”
Just then your phone started to vibrate and it was call from your best friend Junhong.
“Yah ___! Hurry up I’m outside and it’s cold. 
“I’m coming.”
You grabbed your backpack and ran downstairs and walked right outside.
“Took you forever.” 
“Sorry Junho-“
“What did I tell you? Stop calling me that.”
“Oh yeah, sorry ZELO I was getting dress.”
Just then Zelo bent down and took your foot out and tied your shoelace for you.
“You must have rushed since your shoes are untied.” 
You were surprised by his actions that you moved your foot back quickly.
“Oh, uh thanks Zelo.”
You both finally arrived to school and Zelo walked you to your locker and when you opened it a card had fell down.
“Woahh, what’s that?” Zelo asked.
You quickly picked it up and stuffed it in your bag.
“Oh nothing.”
Zelo gave you a smirked and rubbed your head.
“Okay whatever, see you afterschool.”
He quickly ran to his class.
He waved bye and didn’t bother to look back.
“Aish, that loser.” 
You walked to your class and sat down at your seat. You grabbed your notebook and notice the card that fell from your locker. You took out the card and it had your name on the front with a heart around it.
“What the hell is this?” You opened it and it was a Valentine ’s Day card.
Your eyes widened because you really never received these kinds of things on this day. You read the card to yourself.
“Heyyy ___” I just wanted to let you know I always had this little, jk it’s a huge crush on you since forever now. But I was always scared to tell you how I felt.. So since it’s Valentine’s Day why not confess it now? Haha! Anyways if you want to know who I am, why don’t you meet me at the gym after school? Hope to see you then..  “
“What the heck? Is this a prank?”
You stuff the card back to your bag and laughed to yourself.
“Psh, yeah right watch when I go to the gym and there would be no one there.”
School finally ended and Zelo was in front of your classroom door.
“Ready to go home?” He grabbed your backpack and swung it over his arm.
You turned your head and looked straight to the gym door.
*I’m really curious who wrote this card.* You thought to yourself.
“Um Zelo, you can go home first I have to stay after school to do something.”
“Oh alright! You sure you can walk home yourself?”
You nodded.
“I’ll be alright don’t worry.”
“Arasso!” He tossed you back your bag and ran out the door.
You gently walked towards the gym and took a peeped inside the little window and notice no one was there.
“I knew this was a prank.” 
You turned away from the door and started to walk away and just then music started to play from the gym.
You quickly ran back and went inside.
“What the…” You stared at the wall and there was a projector showing a power point with a picture of you and 5 reasons why this person likes you beside it.
You were so surprised that you didn’t move one bit. Just then you heard a voice saying each reason out loud and you turned around and you see a tall figure holding a huge bear coming towards you.
“And the 5th reason why I like you is because when I’m with you every day you give me these butterflies like no other and we could be doing absolutely nothing but just being with you makes me happy.” 
The bear slowly went down and you could see light blonde hair and you started to smile.
“Hi ___”
“Hi Zelo.”
“Um… soo yeah I guess you read my card.”
“I did and.. did you plan everything and knew what I was going to do?”
“Yep.. “
“I still have one question for you though.”
“What is it?”
“Would you be my Valentine?”
“What if I say no?”
“You can’t.”
You looked up at him and said 
“Why is that?”
“Cause ___”naekkeoya.”
Zelo leaned it and quickly gave you a peck on the lips.
“Why don’t you be my Valentine every year?” 
He asked looking right through your eyes.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean.. what I’m trying to say is.. why don’t you be my girlfriend? So then we can spend Valentine’s Day together forever.”
You smiled and went up to him and gave him a hug.
Zelo started to do his happy dance and pulled you closer he gives you one more kiss on the lips and hugs you even tighter.
“Happy Valentine’s Day ___”
“Thanks, Happy Valentine’s Day to you too Zelo.”

anonymous asked:

Can you do this one pleeeease? :) "we’re strictly ‘platonic’ but we’re snowed in omg we’re gonna have to repopulate the earth”

jily + muggle/modern AU

“Shit,” says James, shivering. “We’re out of blankets.”

Lily’s green eyes peer up at him from amidst fluffy white hills of duvet. “Come on, then,” she says, nose pink. “Bed’s big enough for two.”

James just manages to stop himself from shivering again, albeit for an entirely different reason. “No,” he says, trying to steel himself. “I’ll take the couch. There are more blankets in the closet.”

Lily just blinks at him. “Don’t be ridiculous.”

Oh, and how easily his resolve breaks.

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Book: 1

Character: Newt

Request: Okay so idk if your requests are open I’m on mobile and I don’t see anything saying they’re not so sorry if theyre closed but.. Y/n comes up in the box p early and sorta pseudo-remembers Newt. he’s familiar. the more theyre together she flashes back

A/N: Sorry it took forever to upload this. I will post another one later today. But after my football game

Man does he look familiar. That’s all that’s running through your head at this moment. Newt just gave you a tour of the glade. Now he said he is taking you to this thing called rumble night.

“So what’s rumble night?” You question, following right behind him like a little duck.

“Jeez for a greenie you sure do ask a lot of questions” he snorts a little irritated. Well what did he expect. You just woke up in a box that took you to a place called ‘the glade’, where you just meet 50 or so teenage boys. Who hell, don’t even know what they’re doing here themselves. To top it off most of your memory is wiped clean!

“Well sorry I can’t accept the fact that I jut arrived in a strange place with most of my memory gone” you shoot back eyeing him. You can hear him laugh lightly.

“I like you” he stops in his tracks abruptly and faces you. You almost run him over. You bump into his chest. The contact triggers something. It’s like an out of body experience. You can see…two kids. No…teenagers hugging, burying each others faces into the crooks of each others necks. You snap back to your senses. You shake your head, dazed slightly.

“Are you ok?” You look up. You forgot about newt.

“Uh yeah. Just dizzy, thats all” he looks at you funny but quickly shrugs it off. You don’t know what it is yet but something about him feels right…like home. Was that flash back about him? You don’t know. It was to vague.

“Well the circle is over here” he continues to walk towards the middle of the glade. Circle? He stops around a group of huddled boys. You try to peer over all their big frames. Newt looks over and sees you struggling.

“Here” he grabs your hand leading you to the front. You tense up but relax, quickly feeling a familiarity. He hauls you through one last row of boys and drops your hand. In front of you is a circle made of rope. Two boys occupy the middle wrestling. Oh jeez. This is how they get their kicks? Beating each other up. One of the boys in the middle is slammed to the ground then thrown into a pinning combination. The crowd roars in cheers and whoops. You cringe at the boys predicament.

“Whose next!” Alby hollers in enthusiasm, standing in the middle of the ring.

“We are!” For a second you think newt is talking to the Glader next to him. You smile to yourself. It’ll be hot to see newt wrestle. But then he grabs your hand again instead. He drags you out into the middle of the ring. Your smile drops, eyes widening.

“No I really don’t wanna” you protest shyly. All the gladers cheer you on non the less.

“Come on greenie. I’ll go easy on you” newt talks cockily. That sparks a light in your eyes. It’s another flashback. It’s the same couple from last time. The picture clearer. Now the couple is laughing having a blast, making fun of each other. It’s brief. You shake it off.

“Already scared” he half smiles. The gladers 'ooh’ at his smack talk. Oh it’s on. You lunge for him aiming at his legs. He side steps letting you fall on your face. Was this really a way to treat a girl? Oh wait they haven’t seen one for at least 3 years. You stand up wiping your hands.

“Come on green bean” newt temps. You make another grab again a little faster this time. You catch is right leg and lift it up quickly. The crowd is shocked as newt thumps to the ground. It’s silent. Then there’s an uproar.

“Come on greenie. I promise I’ll take it easy on you” you mock in his voice. This ignites him. He attempts to sweep your legs. You jump, landing square on your feet. You raise an eyebrow, tempting him.

“Oh you’ve done it now” he growls. He full on tackles you. When you fall to the ground he lands right on top of you.

“Woah” you breath. He looks up into your eyes. They lock. Then it becomes clear. Your head aches as a moving picture plays in your head again. It’s de ja vu. It’s the teen with longer blonde hair. Your under him, like you are now, but only on a bed. The head ache blurs the flash back bring you back to the situation. You and newt both holding each others gaze. His eyes are tainted with bewilderment. He must of seen it to.

“Newt” you whisper placing a delicate hand in his cheek. He jumps up to his feet pulling you up with him. He starts running to the map room hand in hand ignoring all the other gladers cat calls. He throws open the door and shoves you through.

“I’ve had dreams about you” he blurts out “ I never knew who the girl in them was and now, the minute you came I’ve been having these um” he struggles for the word.

“Flashbacks?” You tell him. He nods quietly still in shock. “I’ve been having them to. Ever since I saw you today they just kept on coming”

“We use to know each other” he breaths in deeply.

“I know” you take a step closer to him.

“We were-” he stops not knowing how to say it.

“…lovers” you smile taking another step closer, bodies inches away now. Newts face flushes red at the word.

“Maybe” he breaths. He grabs you by your waist, pulling you in quick his lips smashing into yours. Teeth bang, hands grab, sparks fly. It’s a love reunited.

medievaldean  asked:

are you still taking prompts? because I have one :two music majors who regularly use adjacent practice rooms at the same ungodly hours of the night/morning AU

Dean whistles, twirling his headphones on his fingers.

It’s absolutely silent in the dark hallway, but that’s how Dean likes it. The practice rooms were a complete mess during the day, all the underclassmen scuffling and scrapping for some rehearsal time—but Dean’s too old for that shit. So he may or may not have bribed Ash to give his ID access to the building past midnight. 

And anyway. Music just sounded better at 2 o’ clock in the morning.

Sammy can bitch all he likes, but Dean’s not worried about getting caught. He’s been doing this for nearly two years, and he’s never seen another soul down here. He’s golden.

He hikes up his bag on his shoulder, and pulls open the door, third one on the right—

And stops dead. Because someone’s already in there.

The dude looks up, a slightly puzzled expression on his face. Dean stares back.

“Can I help you?” The guy asks eventually, raising an eyebrow.


Dean furrows his brow. He vaguely recognizes the guy, remembering the gossip about the new transfer student. The music department was small, and fresh blood was rare. His first day caused a lot of gawking. (Dean may have been part of that gawking too, but nobody needs to know that.)

“The building’s closed,” he ends up saying. Oh, great. Good one, Winchester.

The guy looks him up and down, absently plucking the strings on his guitar. He’s all hooked to the amp already and everything.

"Doesn’t seem to be stopping you.”

Dean blinks a little. 


He shrugs, gesturing around.

“Yeah. I always practice here. This is my practice room.”

“There are three others right next door,” the guy says idly, turning back to his guitar.

Dean narrows his eyes. 

"The tuning’s better in here,” he says shortly.

The guy looks up at that, then glances towards the piano in the corner.

“You?” He asks, his lips curling up slightly. “Piano?”

Dean crosses his arms defensively. “Yeah? And?”

The guy raises a hand. “Nothing.”

He laughs a little.

“You just don’t seem the type.”

Dean rankles. Yes, he knows he doesn’t exactly look the type to be majoring in classical piano, but he’s awesome at it, and he’s already proved time and again that if anyone wanted to give him shit for it, he was more than capable than kicking their ass. Including Mr. Wannabe Rockstar.

“Well, you don’t seem the type to be an douche, yet here we are,” he shoots back.

The guy raises his eyebrows slightly, but doesn’t say anything. Dean spreads his hands.

“Well? You gonna move or not?”

The dude looks around for a moment, as if thinking it over.

"Or not,” he says finally, before going back to his guitar.

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