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BTS / Mafia AU - Your first kiss after an arranged marriage

REQUEST: Sooo here is a request ❤❤  Exo or Bts Mafia Au .. (Again with arranged marriege) buuutt this time like the first time they kiss you or your wedding night .. Btw love your blog 😊😊            

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OTHER MAFIA AUs: BTS / EXO / GOT7

WARNING: some strong language & sexual themes.


Jin

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

It felt like this night was going on forever. You hated public gatherings but this was far worse than anything you could have imagined. You said hi to at least fifty people in the last ten minutes alone.

The only thing that made this night a little less exhausting was the fact that Jin wasn’t leaving your side. He had his hand on your waist and politely guided you around, expertly avoiding people he didn’t like so neither of you would have to say hi to them.

“I’m probably having the worst night of my life,” you admitted, sipping your third glass of champagne and still feeling as sober as ever.

“Come on, am I really that bad?” Jin asked with a half-smile.

“It’s not you,” you said. “It’s the people. They’re all so boring. And this ball, in general. What’s the point of it? If it’s to bore me to death, then it succeeded.”

Jin laughed at this. “I might know a solution to your problem.”

“Oh?” you looked at him, suddenly very interested. “At this point, I’m up for anything.”

“Let’s go, then,” Jin said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He pulled you to the back of the venue, next to the kitchens, where he opened one of the cupboards the janitors used and revealed his very own secret stash of alcohol. Gasping in excitement, you grabbed the first bottle you saw.

“If I get too drunk to walk, do you promise you’ll help me get home?” you asked before opening the bottle.

Jin laughed. “Always.”

You nodded, opening the bottle and taking a swig without bothering about glasses.

“Okay, easy, now,” Jin warned, after noticing that you haven’t stopped drinking and there was now less than half of the liquid left in the bottle.

You finally pulled the bottle away, wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, and smiled at him.

“Now this ball seems much better,” you told him with glittering eyes while Jin grabbed the bottle from your hands and finished it off.

Less than fifteen minutes later, the two of you were so drunk that you couldn’t see straight and all of a sudden, everything seemed ten times as hilarious. You were both surprised to learn that both of you were very cuddly when drunk.

You walked down the venue hand-in-hand, or stopped in the middle of the room to cuddle, making people stop and stare with smiles on their faces.

“Young love,” people from older generations muttered as they watched the two of you laugh at the way Jin’s bow tie spun when he moved it.

Soon, however, you raised your eyes from Jin’s bow tie to meet his eyes, and slowly your laughter died down. Jin stopped moving too, once your eyes met.

It felt like a special moment passed between you two. Everything was no longer funny. Instead of that, both of you felt the indescribable urge to feel each other’s lips.

You raised your hand, clumsily brushing it along his cheek and touching his lips. Jin whimpered at your touch and grabbed your wrist, stopping you.

Another moment passed.

And then finally, Jin leaned in, connecting your lips and sparking an energy so strong that it felt as if the lights of the venue had gone out for a moment. As you felt his lips on yours, you felt such a grandiose feeling; it was as if this was everything you’ve waited for in life. The culmination of the movie. The highest peak of your story.

Jin pulled away momentarily, taking your face into his hands.

“Take a deep breath,” he said to you, breathlessly. “Because I’m going to kiss you again, but this time, I’m not pulling away.”


Suga

Originally posted by the9397

It was your first proper date after the wedding and the two of you looked like you were two teenagers out on a first date.

Yoongi had shyly asked if he could hold your hand and you blushed before agreeing. You had never imagined that a man as dangerous as him could also be so soft and caring. But he kept on surprising you. Like, when you sat down for some ice cream and he carefully brushed the ice cream from the side of your mouth, forcing your heart to race. Or how he moved you to a side when a careless boy on a bike drove through a puddle and almost splashed you.

Then, once the date was nearing the end and the two of you were almost home, Yoongi stopped suddenly.

“You know what I just realized?” he asked.

“What?”

“That I’m going to miss a crucial part of a date,” he said. “I can’t walk you home. Because we live together.”

You laughed at this. “Is it really that crucial?”

“Of course! That’s when the kiss happens!”

A smile spread across your face at this, causing Yoongi to smile back at you.

“Well, you can walk me to my bedroom…” you suggested. “And if things go right, I might invite you in for some coffee…”

“Coffee, huh?” Yoongi’s smile was now from ear to ear. “I love drinking coffee in bedrooms.”

You laughed at this and both of you continued to walk until you reached your house. Then, with glittering eyes, the two of you headed up the stairs and stopped just outside of your bedroom.

“I feel a lot of pressure right now,” Yoongi admitted, laughing a little.

You smiled. “You don’t have to—”

“I want to,” he interrupted you with a reassuring nod. “Believe me. I really want to.”

You had nothing to reply and suddenly the only sound in the hallway was the loud beating of both of your hearts. Somehow, they managed to find a rhythm.

Yoongi leaned into you and finally touched your lips with his own, and the two of you moved in perfect synchronization with the beat of your hearts. Neither one of you needed air anymore. You were breathing each other.

Yoongi pulled away a moment later. “Was that right?”

You smiled, remember the conversation you had earlier. Slowly, you turned the handle of your bedroom door, allowing him to enter.

“It was more than right,” you said, waiting until he stepped inside. “I want you to do that again.”

You closed the door and watched Yoongi turn around to face you. “I can do so much more than that.”


J-Hope

Originally posted by theseoks

Hoseok was acting weird. He seemed distant and unhappy. You tried to give him some space, thinking that maybe he was just stressed and anxious about a job he had to do. But two weeks later, he still walked around the house with a sullen expression. Finally, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Hoseok,” you said, as the two of you sat at the dinner table next to each other. “You’ve been poking your food for the past fifteen minutes. What’s wrong?”

Hoseok raised his head and looked at you with a spaced-out expression. “Nothing’s wrong.”

“No, something is definitely wrong,” you disagreed. “You’ve been weird. I thought you’d get better but you just seem to be getting worse. Seriously, what’s wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?”

Hoseok put the cutlery down and sighed. “I don’t think this is working.”

Your stomach dropped.

“What is?” you asked slowly. “Are you talking about us?”

Hoseok nodded.

“I don’t know why you’re even with me,” he said dryly. “My family doesn’t even make that much money in comparison to others. And I’m just not good enough for you. You could do so much better.”

Your eyes widened as you listened to this. “What the hell are you talking about? Where is this coming from?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “It’s what I’ve come to realize. I don’t want to trap you here like we’re living in some modern-life Beauty and the Beast. You can leave if you—”

Groaning, you got up from your seat, grabbed your face in his hands and placed a kiss on his mouth, effectively shutting him up. When you pulled away a second later, Hoseok looked like he’s been shaken to the core.

“I’m sorry I just did that,” you said. “But I’m also not sorry at all. I don’t know why you’re suddenly saying any of those things, but I don’t want to leave. Why would I? You’re everything I could want and more.”

Hoseok just blinked as if he had completely lost the ability to speak.

“You don’t want to leave?” he asked quietly a few minutes later.

“Of course not!” you said, almost angry now. “Why would I ever want to leave? I’m not stupid, I know very well I’d never find anyone as caring, as humble, and as beautiful as you.”

Hoseok swallowed. “Are you just saying that to make me feel better?”

“I’m not,” you said. “I’m saying that to make you see that everything you said before was complete nonsense and—”

“Can you kiss me again?”

“I—yes. Yes, I can.”

And you did. Many times. Over and over. And you would have kissed him as many times as he wanted if only that helped him see that he was the one for you. Even though you didn’t choose to marry him, you wouldn’t have traded what you had with him for anything.


RM

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

You and Namjoon were cuddling on the couch in the living room, watching a third action movie in a row. If the first two kept you at the edge of your seat, this last one was basically putting both of you to sleep. The action and drama were still there, but you two were simply too tired to experience any adrenaline.

With hazy eyes, you raised your head from Namjoon’s chest to check if he was awake, and were surprised to find him already staring at you.

“Hi,” you said lamely and saw him smile at this.

“Hey,” he replied. “Are you tired?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “But I don’t want to move.”

“Don’t,” Namjoon said, wrapping his arms around your waist under the blanket that covered you both. “Let’s stay like this.”

“But aren’t you tired?”

“I am,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. “But I’m also comfortable here. Like this.”

You smiled in content, raising your head again to place a quick thank-you kiss on his cheek, only Namjoon turned his head. You gasped in shock when your lips came in contact with his, but you were too tired to jump away from him.

You pulled away a few centimeters to look at him and saw his shocked face.

“I’m sorry, I wanted to—” you started.

“Can I?” Namjoon cut you off. “Kiss you, I mean. On the lips. Please?”

Swallowing, you nodded, and after a few quick – but torturous – moments, his lips touched yours again. Neither one of you pulled away now, as he held your lips between his in a kiss that none of you realized you’ve been waiting for.

Your hands wrapped around his neck as the movie playing in the background seemed to go silent, and the only important sound in the room was the sound of your hearts beating against each other in your chests, and the sound of your lips brushing against each other in heated kisses. And this created a melody so beautiful that both of you wanted to listen to it for the rest of your lives.


Jimin

Originally posted by baking-suga-kookies

All through the concert that Jimin sneaked you into, you couldn’t believe that it was truly happening. You were seeing your favorite band perform live only because your husband dared to risk his reputation and his safety by dragging you out of the house, despite his family’s protests.

You knew very well the two of you were going to get into a lot of trouble. You could be kicked out of the house. Out of the family, even.

But as you listened to your favorite song play and watched the reflection of the stage lights in the eyes of the light-haired boy next to you, you didn’t care about anything that was going to happen after tonight.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Jimin told you all of a sudden.

You hadn’t even realized you’ve been looking at him all of this time. “Why not?”

“Because this look in  your eyes makes me want to kiss you.”

Overwhelmed by the wide range of emotions you’ve been experiencing, you exhaled slowly, and told him, “Do it,” in a challenging tone.

Jimin wasted no time, pulling you closer to him, and capturing your lips between his before you could change your mind. But you weren’t going to. You were just scared of not getting enough of him, because the feeling of his soft lips moving against yours and his hands roaming up and down your sides, was addicting.

When Jimin pulled away, you saw need in his eyes, and you were sure he saw the same thing in yours.

“Kiss me again,” you whispered.

And he did.

He kept kissing you through every song, and even the songs that you didn’t like very much became your favorite ones when his lips were on yours.

Once the concert was over, and you asked Jimin what his favorite part of the show was, he turned to look at you, and with no hesitation whatsoever, replied, “You.”


V

Originally posted by xxtaetaexx

Taehyung had already told you that he didn’t want to date anyone else. And yet, despite knowing that he took his marriage seriously, you still felt insecure.

“I don’t understand why you don’t want to go to the ball with me,” Taehyung said, already standing in a suit, on his way out of the door. “It would be really rude of us if I showed up alone since we were both invited.”

“Tell them I’m sick or something,” you said, shrugging your shoulders.

“No, but tell me the reason why you don’t want to go,” Taehyung continued to push you. “Is it because of me? Do you not want to appear in public with me or something?”

You looked down. “No. It’s rather the opposite.”

“What?” Taehyung frowned in confusion. “What do you mean? You think I don’t want to go out with you?”

You didn’t answer that but you didn’t have to. He understood.

“Y/n, please tell me the reason why you refuse to go to this ball with me isn’t because you think you’re not worthy of me or something,” he said. “Because if it is, then it’s the most stupid reason ever.”

“It’s not stupid,” you told him, finally daring to look up at him again. “Look, if you weren’t stuck being married to me, you could have anyone you want. So, frankly, I just don’t understand why are you even wasting your time with me.”

“First of all, I’m not wasting my time. Second of all, I’m not stuck. I could get out of this marriage if I wanted to. But I don’t.”

“Right. You say that now but your opinion might change,” you said. “Maybe you just don’t realize that you’re out of my league and that under normal circumstances, I’d never have a chance with you. You’d never want me and—”

Your words got stuck in your throat when you felt his lips on yours.  Not pulling away to give you a chance to calm your heart down, Taehyung kissed you harder, trying to show you how wrong you were.

When he finally pulled away, he gave you a small smile. “Sorry. I just didn’t know how else to shut you up.”

“T-that’s okay,” you stuttered.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time, you know,” he said then. “And I can’t believe I only dared to finally kiss you when you thought I would never.”

“I’m—” you started but were cut off again.

“If you tell me you don’t believe me when I tell you that I want you, I’m going to have to kiss you again,” he warned. “And I might not pull away this time.”

“B-but the ball…”

“Fuck the ball,” Taehyung said. “I want you to know how much I want you.”


Jungkook

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Jungkook kept walking around the house with his head down, seemingly deep in thought. Even when he was talking to you. Actually, especially when he was talking to you. He wouldn’t even raise his eyes to meet yours.

“Hey, what’s the problem?” you asked him one night when the two of you were hanging out in his bedroom, watching movies. “Last time you looked at me was two centuries ago.”

Jungkook turned his head but didn’t raise his eyes. “What do you mean?”

“I mean look at me,” you said.

“I am,” he replied, but his eyes were on your waist.

“Look me in the eyes,” you said with a groan.

Jungkook bit his lip and slowly allowed his gaze to climb up your body and stop on your eyes.

“Okay, good,” you nodded encouragingly, all while keeping eye contact with him, afraid that if you blinked, he’d look away again. “Now tell me what’s the problem.”

“There’s no problem,” Jungkook insisted but his eyes left yours again.

Sighing, you removed your hands from under the blanket and raised them to cup his face and turn him to look at you. You watched his cheeks turn rosy under your hands at this unexpected action.

“You know what your behavior kind of reminds me of?” you asked him, suddenly smiling.

Jungkook shook his head, not answering.

“Little boys in elementary school. Like, when they have a crush on someone and they’re so scared of that someone finding out. They just steal glances and then completely ignore their crush if a conversation arises.”

Jungkook swallowed slowly. “Are you calling me a little boy?”

“Well, you’re acting like one,” you shrugged your shoulders, letting his face go.

All of a sudden, just as you were removing your hands from his face, Jungkook grabbed your wrists, pushing you backward – so you were forced to lie down on your back – and towering above you.

“I’m not a little boy,” he said, his rosy cheeks now replaced with dilated pupils and an expression so focused, you felt shivers run down your body.

Not sure if you’ll find your voice, you leaned up closer to him. “Prove it.”

Within seconds of these words leaving your mouth, Jungkook roughly placed his lips on yours, forcing you to lie back down on the bed. As you kissed him back, already feeling the lack of air in your lungs, you knew that this wouldn’t end with just kissing. Jungkook was going to prove it to you and he was going to prove it good.

BTS reaction to you having a wet dream

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“Your wife is hot” - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Here’s for you :), and I thank you very much ^^

Part two

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The league discovered that Batman made files on all of them. Files in which were their secret identities, the way they could be defeated, and a all lot of personal details. And so they were…pretty mad at him. They felt like he betrayed their trust, while all he wanted to do was to make sure the World was safe. So the bat had to amend himself. He told all of them he was Bruce Wayne. And that’s the story of how a bunch of superheroes invaded your home. 

They first went to see the Batcave, which left you enough time to try and relax. It wasn’t everyday that you met the biggest superheroes of the World. You already encountered Superman, who was in real life Clark Kent, your husband’s best friend. You also were friend with Wonder Woman, having actually quite a lot in common with Diana Price. And your eldest son was friend with The Flash sidekick, Kid Flash, even though you never actually met Barry Allen, you felt like Wally told you enough things about him that you knew you’d probably get along. But the rest…Well, you were just super stressed. 

Of course, you knew all of them, extensively actually. You knew what they liked and didn’t like, their personality…Hum, you might have, MIGHT, read Bruce’s files on them. Curiosity. It was your biggest flaw. 

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Comfort Inn Ending | 1

“It was you who Jungkook gave his heart to- that is, until the day you broke it. And it is you now, hoping that some faultlines can be repaired, and that some broken hearts can be put back together again.”

pairing: jungkook x reader
genre: angst, smut
wordcount: 3,158
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Bts reaction to your soreness

Request: How would BTS react when you “blame” them for you soreness the day after?


Seokjin

“I’m sorry baby. Would you need extra help or something from the store? My shedule is tight today, but I will get you what you want? Okay?”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi

“Look missy, it’s not my fault you were screaming “Daddy, go faster”. Stop calling me daddy and it won’t hurt. Still, sorry. I will buy you ice cream.”

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

Namjoon

“I’ll be more careful next time. When I come home I’ll cuddle you till the pain fades away. I hope. I want to. Not sure if I’ll be able.”

Originally posted by chimchams

Hoseok

“Oh no. We are not repeating this “daddy” thing. Look what I did to you. No. Not a way.”

Originally posted by wonhobe

Jimin

“I have fifteen minutes. I can offer a massage. I’m really sorry baby, but for now that’s all I can give you.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung

“You are sore? Guess you are. But baby, you are not the only victim around here. Have you seen my back? I can barely move it. No shirts showing collar for a while. Still, I’m sorry if it hurts. “

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jungkook

“Are you being whiny? We both know that I didn’t use one third of my strength last night. I could’ve give you a lot more “soreness”. I love you, put some oil on it and go to sleep. Let it heal.“

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


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Stranger Things/Steve Harrington imagines - They’re just boys

Originally posted by mikkeljensen

AN: I love the requests you guys are sending in. They’re amazing. 

Summary/Request from anon: Could you do a Steve Harrington imagine in variation of the locker room screen in Riverdale (1x03) when Veronica confronts Chuck about slut shaming her but with Stranger Things where it was Billy (as Chuck) who’s slut shaming the reader’s best friend and in this equation she bumps into Steve (as Archie) and she gets kicked out by a teacher but doesn’t get in trouble because she’s a good kid but is still pissed and somehow she and Steve end up together? 

Pairing(s): Steve Harrington x reader

Word count: 1,013

Warnings: Mentions of sexual acts and some strong language.  

You were walking down the halls when you saw a group of girls snigger at you and your best friend. 

Your best friend turned bright red and put her head down. 

“Hey, what was that about?” You asked her. She turned into the bathroom and you followed. You watched her make sure it was empty before opening up to you. 

“You know how I had that date with the new guy, Billy?” She whispered. 

“Yeah, of course, why?” You frowned, knowing whatever was coming next wasn’t going to be good. 

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Mafia!BTS Reaction: You Know Their Secret (Hyung Line)

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Anonymous asked: Do you take reaction requests?? If so could u do a bts reaction where theyre in the mafia and try to keep it a secret from you but youve known for while and they just found out that you’ve known? tysm!!

A/N: I do take requests! I went kinda overboard, so I’m just gonna do the hyung line for now. 

–SEOKJIN–

You had just taken a big bite out of Jin’s latest dish. It was delicious and flavorful as always, but maybe a little too much. You coughed, hitting your chest with one hand as Jin panicked, rushing to bring you some water. After downing a whole glass, you breathed a sigh of relief. So did Jin.

“I’m so sorry, honey! For a second I thought I’d killed you.”

Still recovering, you weren’t thinking as your next words tumbled out of your mouth.

“You’re a professional killer, so it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

A long, heavy silence fell over the room as you both realized what you had just said. Horror twisted in your gut. Crap. How could you cover this up?

“What did you just say?” Jin asked, voice low with something very, very dangerous.

There was a long moment where you both stood there, unmoving and unblinking, just staring at one another. Then the panic settled in. Your breathing became quicker, your eyes wide. He knew. He knew you knew. This was bad. He was angry. This was bad.

Jin took a step forward, features softening as he approached you slowly, like one would approach a wounded animal.

“Darling, calm down. It’s—“

Thoughts still hazy, you turned on your heel and made a break for the door, running as fast as you possibly could.

Jin was faster.

You barely made it out of the kitchen when you felt his hand circle around your arm in a vice grip. In the next instant, he slammed you against the nearest wall with terrifying strength you had always known he possessed. You winced, screwing your eyes shut as you looked down. You couldn’t look at him—you were afraid of what you would see.

Gentle but firm, his other hand gripped your chin and made you look into his eyes. They were soft and gentle, the same as they had always been. You felt yourself relax, just a little bit, at that.  

“I think,” he finally said, “you and I need to have a little talk.”

–NAMJOON–

You were home alone, so you decided to take a long, much deserved bath. Eyes closed, you sighed as you soaked in the steaming water. Then, you heard it. A loud bang and a crash from outside the door. Namjoon wasn’t supposed to be home until very late that night, which could only mean it was a break in.

Your eyes snapped open and you practically flew out of the tub, heart hammering in your chest as you thought of your options. You knew Namjoon kept a gun in every room. It was how you discovered his real occupation some time ago.

As quickly as you could, you removed the bathmat at the base of the tub and felt around for a loose tile. Sure enough, your search was fruitful. You grabbed the weapon and slowly backed away. You didn’t want to use it, or even threaten anyone with it, so you stayed put, hoping the intruder wouldn’t come into the washroom. No such luck. Soon enough, the knob jiggled for a moment before the door was pushed open. With shaky hands you put the gun up.

“D-don’t move! I’m not a-afraid to use this!”

“Shit, baby, what the fuck?

Namjoon stood before you, hands up in surrender and eyes wide with shock as he stared at you in utter disbelief. You could have cried at the sight of your boyfriend. Shaking, you lowered the weapon. Then, enraged, you lifted it again.

“You! You scared me half to death! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Namjoon gaped.

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?”

“Excuse me?!”

“Why do you have a gun?!”

“You’re in the mob and you’re asking about your own gun?!”

You froze, realizing your mistake. Namjoon stared at you, wide eyed. Then, he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he slouched in defeat, almost as if he’d been expecting this. You wouldn’t be surprised if he had.  

“Ok, before we have this conversation,” he said, voice exasperated, “could you please put the gun down? And maybe put some clothes on?”

You looked down at yourself and blushed, placing the gun back on the floor and running past him into the bedroom.

“If you like,” he said, voice amused and suggestive, “we could save the clothes and the conversation for later…”  

–YOONGI–

Yoongi was still sleeping when you decided to slip out of bed and make breakfast for the both of you. You were flipping pancakes in the kitchen when you heard the unmistakable sound of a knock on the door. You nearly jumped out of your skin, dropping one of the pancakes in the process. Cursing, you turned the stove off and marched to the door.

When you opened it, you were surprised to find two men you had never seen before standing in front of you.

You immediately stiffened, thinking about Yoongi’s job. Did they know him? Were these friends or enemies? Were they dangerous? Were you about to get kidnapped? You were so going to kill Yoongi if you got kidnapped because of him.

You fixed the two men with an unamused glare.

“May I help you?”

The men looked almost as surprised to see you as you were to see them. They shifted uncomfortably, looking at one another.

“Uh. Is Suga home?”

‘Suga’ was Yoongi, you knew. You also knew it was a name only his friends knew him by, if the papers you found in his office were anything to go by. Still, you didn’t trust these guys yet.

“Who are you?”

They looked at each other.

“Uh. I’m V and that’s Jimin. We’re—”

“His underlings. Yeah, I know.” You sighed, relieved when you recognized their names. “Sorry, but Suga’s—”

“Awake now.”

You jumped when you felt the heat of another body pressed against your back. Yoongi was standing there, still shirtless, using an arm to lean against the doorframe as he fixed the two visitors with a glare.

“Whatever it is, it can wait until tomorrow.”

“But—”

Without saying another word, Yoongi grabbed the door and shut it in their faces. He sighed, still pressed right up against your back. You squirmed, trying to step away from him, but started when you felt both of his hands firmly grasp each of your arms. He pressed further into you, leaning in until you felt his breath on the back of your neck.

You shivered—out of fear or something else, you weren’t sure.

“How long,” he said, his low voice practically a whisper as he spoke into your ear, “have you known about this?”

–HOSEOK–

You and Hoseok were getting some shopping done when you passed by a department store, one of the very upscale and intimidating ones that you dared not enter by yourself. So, naturally, Hoseok decided to drag you inside.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!”

You rolled your eyes at his antics, but obliged nonetheless. He was so happy, after all. While inside, you found yourself surprised as something caught your eye. It was a beautiful silver watch. You leaned over the glass case displaying it, admiring the piece. You had always wanted one of these high-end accessories, but you could never possibly afford it.

“Like what you see, babe?”

You jumped, having almost forgot you were there with your boyfriend. Smiling, you nodded, but shrugged it off with a small, disappointed sigh.

“Yeah, but when in a million years could I ever afford something like this?”

Hoseok blinked, staring at you for a moment in thought before he spoke again, smile ever-present.

“I’ll buy it for you.”

You raised your eyebrows. Of course, you knew Hoseok could afford this sort of thing. He was a mobster after all, and a pretty damn successful one, from what you gathered. But still, he didn’t need to know that you knew. So, you shook your head.

“If I can’t afford it, then you can’t either.”

“Yes, I can,” he replied, persistent.

“No, you can’t.” You glared at him. “I don’t want it that bad, Hoseok.”

“Sure you do.”

“No.”

“Babe it’s ok, I’ll buy—“

“If I want this watch,” you snapped, irritation taking over you, “then I want it with good, honest money. Not—“ you gasped, cutting yourself off once you realized what you said.

“Not what, babe?”

Everything around you seemed to stop—the bustling department store seemed empty, the lights seemed dimmer. All you could focus on was Hoseok, his eyes darkening while the smile remained on his face. You had a feeling you weren’t the first person to be on the receiving end of such a look. Your sweet, loving boyfriend was replaced with someone else.

He was terrifying.

Still smiling, Hoseok leaned forward until your faces were centimeters apart.

“Sweetheart,” he said, his sweet voice laced with venom, “is there something you’d like to tell me?”  

MAKNAE LINE HERE

BTS Reaction to not being able to communicate with their foreigner crush-

(for anon)


Jin-

Originally posted by vainjunhui

Jin saw you and was instantly interested. He could see the confusion in your face when he tried to communicate how attractive you were. He thought as hard as he could on how to say it properly in English. “Where’s namjoon when you need him?”


Suga-

Originally posted by sugasuite

Yoongi couldn’t believe how adorable you were when you looked shy and confused. After trying to ask your name in his language, your cheeks turned red after asking “i’m sorry, what?” several times. “Waaaaay too cute to handle.”


J-Hope-

Originally posted by hohbi

After Hoseok attempted (and failed) to try to speak to you, he whined and pouted back to the boys. “I just wish I could say something to her, you know?” 


Rap Mon-

Originally posted by kthspjm

Once Namjoon realized that you couldn’t speak any of the languages he could, he became just alittle bit more shy and slightly frustrated. “Ahh, how am I supposed to tell her how cute she is?”


Jimin-

Originally posted by sonyeondan

After a failed attempt at the communication, Jimin could only blush and blow a small kiss to you. Hoping you’d realize that he is in fact interested. “What do you speak? I’ll learn it for you.”


V-

Originally posted by sekaiz

When Taehyung watched you walk by, he knew he needed to know you. After he realized that you both didn’t speak the same languages, he only smiled wider at you and tried to think of other ways he could talk to you. “Maybe google translate?”


Jungkook-

Originally posted by vhope

When Jungkook saw you and pretty much fell in love, his heart practically broke when he realized you could not communicate properly. “How am I supposed to tell her that i’m her future husband then?”

One Shot//Halloween Party

Summary: After countless demands from jungkook for you to stay home while he goes to a party, what happens when you surprisingly show up anyways.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut(Fingering, Rough Sex)

Word Count: 2.5k

Authors Note: This is my first time writing a one shot, so have mercy on me lol.

………

 As you lay in bed, the sounds of kids yelling “trick or treat”, dogs barking, and laughter are all you can hear outside through the thin windows of your apartment.

Not just your apartment, but your boyfriends as well. Your boyfriend, Jungkook, who was no where around at the moment, due to the promises he made to his best friend, to help and host a big Halloween party that they were having at a fraternity house, right outside of college campus.

His “demands” for you to stay home were reasons being, he didn’t want anything happening to you and because the party “isn’t your scene”, that there would be drinking, smoking, and hundreds of people there in general doing god knows what. All things that didn’t really fit your description of a comfortable and fun environment, so you decided to listen to him.

After hours of sitting around in front of a television, thinking about  jungkook obsessively, you decide to contact your best friend Maggie,(who surprisingly wasn’t at any parties) out of boredom to come sit at your place for a while. You ignored her concerned tone over the phone, telling her that everything was fine and that you just needed some company.

After a while, there were a couple of knocks on your front door, and you opened it to be faced with Maggie’s bright smile, and a big bag in her hand. As she made her way inside of the apartment, your eyes never left the bag as you closed the door and followed her over to the couch.

“What’s in there?” You confusingly ask.

“My camera and some costumes, I figured since we’re going to be sitting in here for Halloween, we might as well have a photoshoot. She wiggles her brows, while dumping everything out of the bag onto the couch. She catches on to your dumbfounded expression.

“Don’t worry, we’ll keep it quiet, since jungkook is sleeping I’m guessing.”

“Jungkook isn’t even home, he’s at a party, I’m just shocked because I wasn’t expecting all of this” You refer to the costumes while lightly laughing.

She stops what she’s doing and looks up at you. “What do you mean he’s at a party? And why aren’t you there with him?” She begins to question.

You didnt blame her for her surprised reaction. You and jungkook were inseparable, and went almost everywhere together. 

“Some fraternity Halloween party right outside of campus, he’s helping his friend host it, and he told me to stay home” you explain and can’t help but to roll your eyes at the annoyance of it all.

Maggie stands up in front of you with her arms crossed. “The big annual Halloween party?! And I’m sorry but what do you mean he told you”

“Exactly what I said” you sit back on the couch.

Maggie looks at you, and stands there for a while as if she’s thinking hard on something.

After moments of nothing being said, she finally breaks the silence. “Well now you definitely have to go, because you’re not his little bitch” she says and you simply laugh in response.

“No way, now let me see the costumes you brought” you try changing the subject.

“Yes ,you can see the costume that you’re going to wear to that party, and I have the perfect one for you.” She pulls out a red dress, a devil horn headband, and thigh high boots.

“The devil…known for breaking rules.” she winks. “Just like you’re about to do”

“No maggie” you complain.

You told yourself and Maggie over and over that you refused to show up to that party, especially in that costume that just screams “slut” and looks absolutely uncomfortable, but hours later you found yourself in the passenger seat of Maggie’s car, full of confidence in the same exact costume, with you hair and make up done.

Maggie who was dressed as a “sexy cowgirl” never went wrong with manipulation, and the whole car ride was spent with her telling you how good you looked and that you were going to “show him.”

Maggie pulls into the huge parking lot of the frat house, and she already yelling of excitement, when she’s sees people she’s friends with. You both walk make your way up the sidewalk that leads to the frat house front door.

 When you enter the frat house, the smell of marijuana instantly flies up your nose. Girls are in provocative costumes, guys are playing beer pong, while girls cheer them on, obviously looking for attention, and when you look behind you, Maggie has already disappeared.

Great.

 You already regret coming here, and as much as you want to turn back around and run back home, you think about what Maggie said about being jungkooks bitch, and decide to further yourself inside of the party.

 Jungkook is no where in sight, and you start to realize people looking and admiring you. Some guys even go to the extreme of whistling at you.

 “Haven’t seen you around here before” a male voice interrupts you from your thoughts, and you turn to face him. He has blondish/brownish hair, about the same height as you, and he’s wearing a T-shirt with Greek letters on it, which makes you believe he’s part of this fraternity.

 “Oh…erm yeah I’ve never really been to any of these fraternity parties” you state.

 “Who did you come with?” He questions.

 “My friend Maggie, but she has disappeared” you say while looking around, praying that you see her. Not that there was anything wrong with the guy talking to you, but you hated small talk, especially with strangers, and the way he was nervously looking at you up and down was making you feel odd.

“Well my name is jimin, I can show you around if you’d like.. introduce you to a couple of people” he offers.

You look around once more to see if Maggie is around so that you’ll have an excuse to run off. But you don’t see her anywhere. You slowly start to realize what you came here for, to have fun, not to look like a lost puppy. You know you’re best off going with jimin than wandering around the party looking like an idiot.

 “Sure, I’d love that” you say to jimin with a smile. “My name is y/n by the way.”

 “Alright y/n follow me” he says, while making his way over to a circle of people, with you right behind him. The group of people look like they just got finished with a game. Jimin introduces you to all of them, all of them welcoming you in. The females give you countless compliments, and the males look at you with open mouths, which causes you to blush nervously.

 Jimin takes a seat, and pats the seat incredibly close to his, wrapping his arm around your shoulders, once you take the seat. As much as you want to pull away, you don’t want to look like an asshole in front of all of the people you just met, so you just stay still. It’s not that you feel uncomfortable, you just feel guilty, knowing jungkook, your boyfriend, was in the same house and could see you any minute.

 “So what game are you all playing” jimin asks the group, and they all yell for beer pong, while giggling. Most of them are obviously drunk already.

 You’re not too sure about playing, because you’re not in a drinking mood, so you stay seated next to jimin, while others set up the table.

 After a couple of minutes of small talk, Jimin turns to face you, giving you his full attention.

“Your costume is very nice by the way” he compliments you with a smile.

“Thank y-

“I agree” a male voice says behind you, cutting you off and it doesn’t take you long to realize who it is.

Fuck.

“Also have you ever heard of personal space?!” he says to jimin while flinging his arm off of your shoulders with his hand. He does not look or sound the least bit of happy.

“Jungkook what is your problem?” jimin says standing up. He obviously has no idea you’re his girlfriend.

“Let’s go” jungkook ignores jimins and  grabs your hand, lifting you up, and you sling it back out, crossing your arms.

“Maybe I want to stay” your voice cracks, and you don’t sound as demanding as you want at all.

“Y/n…let’s go” his voice gets calmer, pleading with you, and when you look around, you notice the whole group is looking at you guys, so you decide to comply with jungkook to avoid causing a scene. You grab his hand and follow him through the party and out the front door to his car. You’d have to call Maggie later to check up on her.

The whole car ride back home is filled with silence. The only sounds being heard are your deep breaths. When he pulls into the apartments, he parks the car, and gets out without saying a word. You follow him up the stairs, and watch him unlock the front door and hold it open for you with a blank expression. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t turned on already for what was to come.

The moment jungkook closes the front door, he makes his way over to you, never losing eye contact as he corners you into the wall, with his head tilted as if he’s examining every piece of you.

“Y/n…..” he deeply whispers with a disagreeing tone and a sly smirk, while shaking his head at you.

His simple actions, have you feeling as if you may explode already. His calm, but cocky attitude, and demeaning yet lustful eyes makes it hard to breathe as you lean against the wall with his body so close to yours, you’re nearly touching.

“I’m pretty sure I remember telling you to stay home..did I not?” He whispers while rubbing his hands up your thighs, slowly lifting the dress. His cool breath hits your neck, and your only response is a quick moan, as your eyes flutter closed.

“Answer me” he demands, and you comply.

“Yes…yes you did” you stutter, as he begins to play with the hem of your panties, sliding them down your legs. His fingers begin to rub circles across your folds, and you’re nearly embarrassed on how easy they glide, due to how wet you are already.

“Then why were you at the party? Especially in this” he drags the word, referring to your costume, as he looks down to get a better look.

“Fuck… where did you even get this?” He asks while continuing to glide his fingers between your legs.

As you try to explain, you feel his long fingers enter you, cutting your words off. He wastes no time teasing you, as he pumps them in and out of you at a fast pace. Your knees immediately feel weak so you grip onto his shoulders for support as your head falls back into the wall, while your mouth lets out uncontrollable moans. When you look down , you can see his dick bulging against the front of his jeans, begging to come out.

As he pumps his fingers even faster, you force your shaky hands out towards his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, letting them fall to the floor so he’s left in nothing but his boxers. Once again his fingers stop you from your actions and you bring your shaky hands back to his shoulders gripping tightly.

“I’m going to cum” you whimper.

He curls his fingers inside of you, and pulls them out right at your brink.

“Not just yet babygirl…take this dress off” he demands while doing the same, taking off his shirt, and sliding his boxers down, stepping out of them along with his jeans that are pooled at the bottom of his feet. His dick springs up, the veins are very visible and his tip is extremely red, making you even more wet.

You need him. Now.

Jungkook admires your body as you slide the tight dress off and unsnap your bra, exposing everything to him, as he does in return considering the fact that you were now both completely naked.

When he makes his way closer to you, his lips connect with your neck, and his hands squeezes your hips before lifting you up effortlessly against the wall. You can feel his tip rubbing against you, and you wrap your legs tighter around his waist, letting him know you need him inside of you now.

Once he positions himself, he enters you completely, and your eyes roll back immediately.

“God baby… you’re so fucking wet” he groans, while rocking his hips into yours, guiding yours along with his.

You loved watching him this way. The way he loses control of himself ,while being inside of you. The way his head falls into your shoulders, when the pleasure is overwhelming, and how his lips form into a perfect O.

When his eyes meets yours they are dark, nearly black. Without warning he speeds up his pace drastically, fucking you relentlessly into the wall, without breaking eye contact.

“This is what happens when you don’t follow the rules” he grunts, pushing himself deeper inside of you, so that he was now hitting your gspot continuously.

The feeling of him getting harder, throbbing inside of you, was slowly bringing you to the edge. The pleasure so intense that you felt as if you may pass out.

“Please don’t stop” you whine, as your head fall back into the wall. The faster he moves, the more lost you become. You can’t move or speak as the pleasure shoots through your body. You know you’re going to cum any second.

“Cum for me baby..cum all over my dick” he demands, and that’s all it takes for you to let go.

“Y/N” He moans repeatedly while enjoying the feeling of you tightening around him. Your wetness is heard clearly in a mixture of sounds of his skin slapping against yours.

His thrusts start to get sloppier and slower and you begin to feel him twitch inside of you. Soon his cum shoots inside of you, and both of your bodies become weak.

He holds you up for a while after, both of you breathing heavily, trying to take back in your surroundings. When he slowly lets you go, you slide your back against the wall, slowly gliding to the floor, and he joins you.

“Did you learn a lesson?” he playfully asks. You nudge him and lean into his shoulder.

“Yeah that maybe I should disobey you more often” you say and he chuckles.

He stands up and offers a hand out to you, and you take it.

“I think we need a shower” he suggests while winking at you, and you follow him into the bathroom starting what you just finished all over again.

The end.

3

HIDEO: [During the first motion capture work] we talked about how he’d stand or where he should be stationed, but Mads-san was already too cool, even though we just started. He verged from my direction sometimes and I thought “maybe we should re-do that?”, but when I checked the footage through the frame they were so good I OK’d it anyway.

MADS:
It’s always the thing. We will have to do what the director tells us, but sometimes we also do something else. And then we can work together and create something completely different.

BTS reaction to you kissing them by accident and confessing.

Request:  You accidentally kiss one of the boys and you’re both flustered and he tries to brush it off but you confess, then and there.

SEOKJIN

Jin would give you a cocky smile and talk about how irresistible he was. Once you confessed your feelings and told him you really liked him, he would smile sheepishly and confess his feelings. He would take your hand into his and ask you out on a date “I just need you and food to have a good time. And please use that strawberry chapstick, it smells so good, I will finally be able to taste it” He would peck your lips repeatedly and when he heard you whine he would press his lips on yours for a real kiss.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

YOONGI

Yoongi would look at you with a persistent smirk on his face. He would kiss you back and the little shit would have added tongue if it wasn’t because you pulled away first.
“I’m so sorry Yoongi that was an accident”
“It’s okay, don’t worry” he would nod licking his lips
“Even tho, I really wouldn’t mind kissing you again. I like you, a lot.”
“fuck, thank god because I like you too and I really wanted to kiss you again” He would wrap his arms around you and pull you into another kiss which would be followed by another and another and another….

Originally posted by kyoto-bay

HOSEOK

Hoseok would pull away as soon as your lips touched his. He would look at you worried and shake his head repeatedly “This is not okay. You can’t kiss me if you don’t like me”
“but I do like you hobi” you would look at him frowning “I like you a lot, but you need to know that kiss was an accident”
“Really? You like me?” Hoseok would bite on his bottom lip nervously “So can I kiss you? If you want we can call it an accident just let me kiss you please?” You would laugh and wrap your arms around his neck as you leaned up to kiss him.

Originally posted by aestheticvbts


NAMJOON
When you pulled away, you were quick to hide your face on the crook of his neck, your face, and neck a shade of red because how embarrassed you were.
“You’re so dramatic babydoll, it’s only a kiss, it’s nothing” he slowly placed his hands on your hips and rubbed them with his thumbs
“It’s only a kiss for you.” You sighed “I won’t be able to stop thinking about how it feels to kiss the guy I like” You moved closer, clinging to his neck, trying to hide from the embarrassment.
“You don’t have to think about it when I’m willing to kiss you over and over again” Namjoon pulled away slowly and placed his hands on your shoulders “You only have to ask babydoll, you know I’d do anything for you because I like you. I like you a lot” Namjoon pulled you in for a quick kiss that slowly turned into a make out session.

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon


JIMIN
You would pull away frowning and get confused when he looked at you with a smile on his face. “I’m so sorry it was an accident, you weren’t supposed to move, you said you wanted me to kiss your nose”
“I’m sorry I felt like sneezing and my lips landed on yours” he would smile sheepishly
“Shit, I kissed the guy I like, how am I supposed to move on now?” You curse yourself the moment those words escaped your lips. You were quick to look up to see his reaction.
“about damn time, I can’t believe you only needed a fake accident to confess”
“you planned the kiss didn’t you?”
“You were taking so long to confess and I didn’t wanna embarrass myself so this was the best way to do it” He smiled and moved closer placing his hands on your waist “plus if I was wrong and you reject me at least I would have gotten a kiss out of it” You would roll your eyes and laugh when Jimin leaned down to kiss your neck “Moving fast I see” He would shrug and pull you closer while nibbling softly on your neck.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


TAEHYUNG
Taehyung would try to play it cool and tease you about it, saying how much you liked him and that he warned you at the beginning about falling in love with him “Careful, I’m an adorable guy, everyone ends up falling in love with me, even Jungkook” At that time you rolled your eyes and chuckled but now your face went pale and you kept biting your lip nervously “Are you okay y/n” Taehyung looked at you worried while cupping your cheeks “I’m sorry Taehyung, I should I have told you before, I did fall for you” Taehyung looked at you fondly and moved closer “It’s okay baby, I was kidding, I like you too. You should have warned me about your powers too” He chuckled and slowly leaned in for another kiss “Now for the official one that will make you mine” You felt yourself smile against his lips as he kisses you.

Originally posted by sugaa


JUNGKOOK

This boy right here would be too shook to even kiss you back. You would get anxious and pull away quickly to find him staring at you with wide eyes “I’m so sorry, shit. You had this thing on your cheek and I was going to take it off then you turned your face and that happened” You would look at him ashamed expecting an answer but he would freeze in his spot “Shit shit I’m so sorry Jungkook, I been rejected without even confessing” You sighed looking at him and apologized again “What do you mean rejected? I didn’t reject you” he frowned
“But you weren’t kissing me back and you didn’t move and I’m so sorry jungkook please don’t be mad”
Jungkook would place his hands on your shoulders to calm you down “First, calm down, I’m not mad, I’m not rejecting you. I really like you” you thought he was kidding until you looked at him, he had a serious expression and a shy smile made his way into his lips “Now I’m going to kiss you so please kiss me back, don’t reject me” He chuckled as he leaned down to capture your lips in a kiss.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Days of the week (smut)

Words: 1148

Warning: Smut

Reader x All the members

A/N:  This is a special smut that contains 8 parts, this is the first one and does not have smut yet

Days of the week l Monday - Jin l Tuesday - Yoongi l Wednesday: Hoseok l Thursday - Namjoon l Friday - Jimin


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

 Everything started with a fan meeting. Everything started only with that.  You were nothing but just a fan, a fan who never thought that all that would happen. Once you went there, your life changed.

  You were there, waiting for your turn to see them, to talk to them, to give them gifts. You couldn’t be more anxious, you had been waiting for that moment all life. And finally, your turn came. You talked to them, one by one, sharing smiles and compliments. In the end of the FM, when you were about to leave – it was already empty, you wanted to stay there the most you could - someone stopped you. You turned around, and a big man was standing behind you.

“Can I help you?” you asked politely, and kinda scared.

“Come with me, please” the man said. He must be one of the securities, and your stomach started to burn up. What did you have done? Why was he calling you? What the fuck. The man took you to the backstage and while you walked thru the hallway, no one seemed to pay attention on you both. The man stopped in front of a door and looked at you.

 “I am the boys’ bodyguard. They are right inside this room” he said. Namjoon, Jin, Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin, Yoongi and Hoseok were right there? What was gonna happen?

“They want to talk to you” You felt your body tensing up; you felt your heart stopping. What… the…fuck…? They want to talk to me? Oh my… “But I have to check you before”.

When he finished checking you, he looked at you again.

“And one more thing… You have to assign something” he said and gave you a paper.

Confidentiality Term?

“What is this for?”

“You can’t see them if you don’t assign this” He said.

Right.

You did as he said.

“You can go in”.

And just this way, he opened the door, and there they were. The youngest ones were sat, while the hyungs were standing. You entered into the room, your body shaking while you heard the door being closed.

“Hello” Namjoon said, “nice to meet you again” he said. Oh ma.

“H-hi, oh my God” you said, voice trembling.  You looked at their faces; they were looking at you as if you were an animal in a zoo, smiling cockily. They said a “hi” in unison.

“Don’t be nervous. What’s your name again?” he asked. Of course they don’t remember, they knew a lot of fans today.

“Y/N” you answered, blushing.

“And how old are you?” Jin asked. You almost lost your conscience because of the sound of his voice.

 “I am 18”.

 What was happening? What did they want? And whatever they wanted, why me? You must be dreaming. You were not in a room with the boys of BTS.

“Hum… old enough”.

They kept talking to you, asking things and you just answered, not daring to ask what was happening. But minutes later, maybe hours, you didn’t know, after a lot of conversation, the boys told you to sit.

“You are really beautiful, you know?” Taehyung said, making you wide your eyes. His deep voice did send you shiver. His lips… oh.

“Huh, t-thank you” you said, your face probably redder than a tomato.

“You are single?” Jin asked.

 “Yes” you answered.

“Well, Y/N. We gotta say that the fact you are wonderful is seen by all of us. Not just wonderful…You are hot too…” Namjoon said, his voice deepened as he said “hot”, looking you up and down. Your heart rushed. Did Namjoon say you were hot? Nah… Taehyung sat beside you, and your body tensioned. He seemed to notice because he smirked cockily.

“Are you nervous?” he asked. You nodded.

“Why Am I here? Did I do something wrong?” you asked shyly. They laughed.

 “Of course you didn’t, baby girl. Tell us… as a fan… you think we are hot, don’t you?” Yoongi said.

What?

“O-of course I do” you said, blushing and looking down.  You felt Taehyung getting closer to you.

“And would you like to kiss me?” he asked, putting his arms around you. Oh my God that couldn’t be happening. Not with you. He got closer, his lips touching your ear, “would you like to touch me? Would you want me to…” he said, his hands flew to your thighs, squeezing at it and making you jump by the sudden touch, “Fuck you, hard and good?”

 The world stopped to you. You looked at him by the moment he said that. Did he say…did he ask…? Shit. You looked at the boys and they didn’t seem to be surprised. They didn’t act. They just stayed there, waiting for you to answer. You were so chocked that you didn’t realize Jimin had sat in your other side.

“Wouldn’t you want me to suck on your clit?” he said, his hand on your other thigh, getting up toward your breast, “or your boobs”

You got up immediately. What the fuck are you doing? Don’t. You didn’t know what to do.

 “We are sorry… sorry” Taehyung said, now apparently worried because of your reaction “We shouldn’t have touched you, we are sorry. You can go if you want”

No way.

“Why did you call me?” you asked. “That’s what I want to know”.

 “We liked you. We want you” Jin said simply. You looked at their faces again and noticed that Jungkook was the only one who wasn’t talked yet. So he is really shy.

“All you?” you asked shyly, looking at Jungkook.

“Yes, all of us” Jungkook said, making you surprised again. He was so fucking cute. They kept there, waiting for you to say something, anything.

 “I… I don’t think I understand” you said. What did they want? To fuck you all at once?

 “We are seven. There are seven days a week. We want you. That’s it. But if you don’t want to, you can go. But remember you can’t tell this to anyone” Namjoon said.

You thought about it… You wanted of course, but that was so sudden.

“You won’t live with us or something… We are staying here for 2 more weeks, and then we leave. You’ll go to our hotel room to see us when we call you and that’s it. Don’t think you are a slut because of it. You will be just a girl who wants to fuck her idols. Her idols who want to fuck her too”

That’s enough.

“Yes” you said.

“What?” Jimin and Hoseok asked, this time surprised.

“Yes. Let’s do that”  

Did I just accept?

 All of sudden, Jin walked towards you and grabbed your waist, pushing you back till your back hit the wall. He licked your earlobe while squeezing your butt with both his hands and whispered:

“Tomorrow is Monday. I am the first one”

Spread Your Legs For Me C.H

Originally posted by bri3395

warning: smut

word count: 1400+

summary: Calum fingers you while driving

requested?: yes, hope you liked it anon :)) I hope you guys are ready because we have a week full of smut coming out, tomorrow, wednesday and hopefully thursday so get ready. 

this turned out a bit eh but i think it’s alright, also IM OPENING REQUESTS AGAIN YAY

so now song requests and full requests, fluff or smut are open again so go nuts on anon or not on anon, whichever you prefer :))

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Purple Jewels (M) | 04

Word Count: 6242
Member: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook
Genre: Smut, Supernatural, Fluff & Angst

Genie!Jimin ⇢ Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Ongoing

When you fall in love with Jungkook and he isn’t there to catch you, a sudden surprise shows up to give you a little bit of help.

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Witches Being Misunderstood is an Understatement

As I research this brilliant topic of Wiccan practices, origins, and history- lm learning of how stereotyped Im raised to believe witches and witchcraft alike are. Here’s some examples and rebuddles of what I mean…


“DEVIL WORSHIPPER” 

Who has ever claimed that was the point… Because I do not follow Christian beliefs to a T doesn’t make me a worshipper of satan. These claims were made by Christians who believed the worship of ANYTHING besides “God” (the big guy in the white robe) is their devil.


“Dont do black magick on me!”

 Anyone who has ever been remotely freaked out thinking we would curse their soul or ruin their lives with magic, has obviously never read the Wiccan Rede… what was it again? “An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will”? Huh…


“Eye of *animal*, Wing of *bird*” 

These ingredients aren’t literal, at all… Although my young, shameless self believed it to be, these are just names made up for herbs, plants, and flowers that are ingredients to remedies witches didn’t want abused.


“Why don’t you carry your broom to fly on?” 

This one makes me laugh. Woman used to literally ride broomsticks… maybe it’s a long story but people wanted to use an LSD like ointment and it was most affective on arm pits and … genitals. So they would lather up the broom handle and well… ride the broom into the night causing hallucinations. Weird shit right?


“You’re too colourful to be a witch” 

How? Did I miss the dress code assembly? Because I can wear whatever the fuck I want. Being Wiccan is positive and peaceful and colours have magick their own. If a witch does decide to wear only black, good for them- black means protection, safety, and grounding (amongst other things).


“Where’s your black cat?” 

Cats were once worshipped as symbols of multiple goddesses. In the beginning of the agricultural age, people brought cats with them where they went to ward off mice. Kittens were even wedding presents. Men went to war and women were stuck with the cat and were often widowed… since the woman lived alone- she was also likely to be accused of witchcraft. The Pope also claimed cats were satanic (?) so cats were burned alive - just like witches… but then the mice and rat population went sideways and here comes the Black Plague! Jokes on you - “Whatever you do shall be returns to you three times over”.


So here’s my explanation on stereotypes through research and the ability to look things up and not assume. These are based off of personal experience, first reactions… I also stuck to Wiccan beliefs along with my own personal thrown in the first one (sorry). There are witches out side of Wiccan who do worship Satan and that don’t follow the Rede but this is all biased. Correct me if I’m wrong anywhere here- I apologize already!

Blessed Be! )O(

Between otherworldly Creatures II pt.1

taehyung x reader, jimin x reader

genre: contents of smut, fuckboy!taehyung, fratboy!jimin, dirty ‘truth or dare’

word count: 9.2k


Originally posted by ktedits

Two stunning guys toyed with your head as you planned to get your friend hooked up with her crush at a party, but the game ‘truth or dare’ heated things up between the two boys and yourself. It shouldn’t take too long ere you had to decide between an angel and a demon.

Your legs were worn out, sweat pooling on your forehead while you followed your new friend to the showers of the gym. Her name was Tara and you met her two month ago as you stepped into the class of your first seminar in your college. You were on the same page with the skinny girl the moment you first spoke to her and from then on you even changed apartments to move in with the red head. She was kind of your anchor as you were new to your city, no friends, – especially your male bestie Jungkook – no family, just you and a big suitcase with the most important stuff from home. It was an exhausting but exciting time in your life and thanks to Tara it was more exciting than exhausting.

“The workout was lit, y/n”, Tara said while starting the sprinkler of the shower. “I think I lost five pounds the last weeks thanks to you. And Tae can bet his nice little ass that I will catch him next week at his party!”

You laughed, tired bones following her motions as you also let the hot water flow down your figure. “You have a nice body and if he doesn’t fall for you right away then he is blind and dumb”, you told her, wiggling your eyebrows at her. Four weeks ago you dragged her to the gym to lose some pounds. You felt at peace in your body now, but Tara brought you at the verge every time as she knew that this weekend her crush, Taehyung, throw a fratparty with some colleagues. She was all over him and he didn’t even know how she felt. Tara knew him through her brother, Jimin, but the picture of her being Jimin’s innocent little sister never left his mind, so she told you. But this weekend should change their relationship. In the last two month you obtained a close friendship, never leaving each other for more than a few hours, even though she didn’t want to show you pictures of her crush. She got really shy if you asked her about him, but this party would satisfy your curiosity.

“Be my wingman, y/n. No pussy is allowed to reach him this night”, she said pointing her painted nail in your direction. “And what’s most important bring lubricant and condoms!”

Confusion traced your features while you shampooed your hair. “For what do you need lubrication?”

“Y/n. I had many guys and if I want to bond Tae I have to offer him more than boring, monotonous sex, if you know what I mean.”

You shook your head, a small giggle falling from your wet lips. Tara was some levels above you, a kinky girl no guy could withstand. Why haven’t you guessed that she had some intense plans for that night? It was typical as you had seen many things over the last eight weeks of your cohabitation. From threesomes, over anal in the living room to deafening moans out of her bedroom, you have seen it all, mostly unintentional and awkward. But you got advice on many subjects from her and living with Tara never got boring.

“Got it. Let’s make this night yours Tara”, grinning you splashed some water in her direction to which she laughed, taking her revenge.


“I’m sorry to say this y/n, but if you want someone to notice you, you should change this grandma panties. Now”, Tara reprimanded you as she tried to peal you out of your underwear. “Why do you even have something like this?”

You two girls laughed as you stood half naked in front of your friend. She judged your outfit and both, your cute blouse and the underwear were rejected as Tara lay her eyes on them. You on the other side found your outfit fit for the occasion before the red haired girl left your bedroom. Seconds later she came back, a shiny silver crop top and tight black skirt in her manicured hands.

“Show me your wardrobe. Do you own at least some nice dessous?”, she asked, handing you her clothes. “My friends are no party pooper with no sense of fashion, y/n.”

Tara was exaggerating as it was Taehyung’s party and she wanted it to be perfect, for herself and for you. The last days you told her how long it had been since someone fucked you and after that it was the second thing she wanted to make sure happened this night. Yes, you wanted to get laid, too, but on your own pace, with your own style and so on.

“Try this and get dressed while I do my make-up”, Tara reached for some white, lacy underwear that looked so fucking innocent. “No guy can refuse a girl who looks chaste but is actually dirty.”

With doubts you took the undergarment, changing in it as Tara left your room. Her clothes fit you well, the crop top playing around your upper curves while your stomach was showing. The skirt was short, there was no other words to describe it rather than black, short, revealing, tight. Every important part was covered with fabric, but you felt kind of naked as it was not the style you went with usually. Your hair and make-up you did for yourself, not wanting to look like the baddest bitch if Tara did it for you. The thought alone made your skin tingle, because the last time she ran riot on your skin she used so much make-up that you pealed it off after the night.

“I definitely approve, y/n. You look hot!”, Tara came into your room half an hour later, seeing how far you were to going out. “I bet my brother will like you. A lot.”

You rolled your eyes at her statement. It was not the first time Tara mentioned that her brother was the perfect match for you as he was no playboy and had a compassionate, caring heart. Unfortunately you never saw a picture of him nor had you ever met him personally as to why you never toyed with the idea of fucking him. Even though Tara said that nobody was better than her brother – she was family – you knew which guys she liked and if playboy number one got her attentiveness then her brother’s character had to be close to his. And on top they were best friends and that made your decision glass clear. No Jimin, never Taehyung.

“You look pretty..nasty, to be honest”, you declared, looking at her chosen outfit. Well, she had taste – at least sometimes – but today her attire contained a tight, red, low-cut, shoulder free dress which was so short that you could make out the dark fabric of her thong. It was more than you gave her credit for, but if she wanted to succeed with the plan she imposed, it was for the best to go as slutty as possible.

“That’s what I wanted to hear. To be honest, y/n, I think Tae won’t be able to maintain a proper relationship, so my plan is to just get some good fucks out of it”, she sighed, painting her lips in dark red, completing her outfit.


The way was far shorter than you imagined as the cab held in front of a huge house, loud music roaring through the open windows and several dozen people storming the entrance. You were more than content that it was your destination, the fratparty thrown by Taehyung and his friends. You got off of the cab, pulling your skirt down with pain and misery. Oh, the night would be long, you felt it in your bones. Tara took your hand as you walked reluctantly behind her, glancing at the many people inside the house.

“Step number one is to find some alcohol to drown”, she said, leading you through different kinds of masses. “Step two is to find out where Tae is, and Jimin of course.” She winked at you, but you just scoffed at her words.

Tara left you for a moment in the centre of the house while she looked where to find the burning liquid. Therefore you had some time to scan the room of familiar faces, but the guys and girls which were present were all strangers. Most boys already drunk, checking out the dancing girls whom rhythmically moved to the loud music while flirting with some dudes whom had the courage to talk to them. To your disappointment was the clientele of guys not what Tara had promised you. Drunken guys, sweating and staggering could be seen at every frathouse, but Tara assured you that thanks to the host nearly all guys were absolute hot and willing. Everything you witnessed was the complete opposite, greasy and easy to catch. And here you stood, dressed up, too sober and not amused, but as long as Tara got what she wanted, you didn’t want to block her path.

“Ah, y/n! I’m back”, Tara walked in your direction, catching every male’s glance in the room as she tiptoed in her high heels, moving along to the beat. “It took so long because some guys were persistent in flirting with me. Annoying folk.”

Thanking you took the red cup from her hand, taking a large gulp immediately as to why the alcohol burned your throat. Coughing you turned to Tara who avoided your view innocently.

“Holy shit, Tara. What did you give me?”

“Just a little vodka with some coke”, she grinned, scanning the room from the corner you stood in.

“I don’t wanna get wasted tonight. At least not at the beginning”, you scoffed at her before you drowned the drink fully. It was exactly what you needed and after this you had plenty of time until you were thirsty again. The liquid courage was more than helpful to relax your stiffened limbs.

“It’s time for the next step, y/n”, she announced, throwing her empty cup into the bin bag next to her. “Look out for a tall guy, hair mostly fallen on his forehead and certainly talking to some shorter guy”, she advised you before she turned on her heel. “I will be looking for them upstairs, you have to search in the living room, okay? And message me if you found someone who might match to my description!”

You definitely would send her a message, but her description was so meek that you did not know who you were even looking for. Sorry for Tara you just danced your way through the living room before you sat down next to some guys on the couch. They were talking, their backs turned away from you as you snatched another drink, sipping tardily on it to disperse your boredom while slightly bouncing to the beat. Your eyes transited through the masses which danced around you, making you move to the music as well, just seated. Everything was quite fine as you still tried to find Tara’s crush until the guys next to you made an uproar, twitching in their seats while laughing out loud. Your eyebrows furrowed you giggled lightly at their boyish manners before the guy next to you fell back, bumping into your side.

“Oh, I’m sorry, dud-”, he turned around, seeing that you were not part of their group while he apologized, a box smile on his handsome face till he saw you. And the first time this night your attention was caught by someone. He had soft hair that fell into his forehead, big chocolate colored eyes with extremely long eyelashes. His lips were from a dark pink hue, contrasting to his tanned, flawless skin and the light shirt he wore. He was nearly glowing. You saw his box smile as he turned towards you, narrowing his eyes in a rush of..shyness? You couldn’t fathom his expression.

“It’s okay, nothing happened anyway”, you reassured the guy, smiling at him with pearly teeth as you crossed your legs in front of him. Unluckily your skirt slid further up, revealing far more skin than you wanted to. His big, dark eyes followed your motion, cocking up his hidden eyebrows. He was seemingly interest now.

“Even though, I should apologize decently to such a stunning girl”, his voice was low as he turned his whole body into a straight position, facing you completely by now.

Should you be flirting right now? You promised Tara to concentrate on her request and after you helped her you were ‘allowed’ to find someone for yourself. But the utterly attractive guy next to you made this task a lot more difficult.

“And I’m sorry to reject you so bluntly, but I don’t have time right now”, you said, avoiding his gaze that checked you out from top to toe. “Maybe some other time.”

“I see no reason why you would be so busy. Or do you wait for your fuck buddy?”, he pulled his hidden eyebrows up again, tilting his head to look you in your face. “Not that it would be a hindrance though.”

You giggled, he was so rude and had absolutely no shame, did he? The few sentences you exchanged said a lot more about his personality than others revealed in hours.

“Just to your information, I don’t have a ‘fuck buddy’, but I have a personal matter I have to take care of first. So fuck off for a while, will you?”, your voice was sweet, but laced with annoyance.

“But I don’t want to 'fuck off’. How can someone leave you right next to me anyway? You look too hot for me to let you alone”, he said, his voice an octave darker. “And to be honest, I’m not the guy to talk around the bush. I think you’re just my type and I bet I’m yours.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks at his words. Were you that predictable? Your head shot towards the guy beside you. He casually supported his head with his hand as he leaned against the rest of the couch you sat on. His dark eyes sparkling with interest, looking you straight in yours before he traced his view down your body. You felt very intimidated, sort of naked under his stare and began to squirm on your spot.

“Let me tell you this. Every guy in this house will tell you cheesy lines about how beautiful you look tonight, how pretty your face is or how he cares only about personality. But with me you get honesty. I won’t tell you anything to get into your panties. I will tell you straight what I want. And right now it is you”, he shrugged his wide shoulders, leaning further to you just to whisper the last phrase in your ear.

Goosebumps formed on your arms at his naughty words. You met many guys that were quite straightforward but never once had someone told you that he wanted to fuck you as bluntly as this guy did. But you liked it, kind of.

“Your little talk is nice and so on, but I really am distracted right now”, you sighed in all honesty. It was one thing that you wanted to help Tara, but it was another to finally meet someone who brought your blood to boil with his words.

“Time for a quickie then?”

You laughed at him and he showed his box smile again, perfect teeth showing in your direction.

“See, I’m making you laugh. That’s a good sign. But my question was serious”, grinning he nodded as to why you giggled slightly.

Okay, despite his blunt offer was he very charming and kind of cute, you had to admit. You really thought about just going for a round in the next free room, biting on your bottom lip. “I concede, you are a funny guy, but today I’m not in the mood”, you said as you looked him in his brown eyes, an apologizing smile on your pink lips. You shouldn’t do it, despite wanting him.

Pouting he leaned back again, crossing his arms in front of his broad chest. “How about you give me your number as an apology?”

You contemplated for a while, but fast you decided to give him your phone and in exchange you got his. “I call you if I want some sort of company.”

He shot you a lopsided grin, eyes getting darker as lust filled them. “I’m down for anything, so don’t be shy to message me anytime. By the way, what it your-”

“Oh, Tae! What a coincidence to see you around!”, an all too familiar voice was heard from next to you. Confusion lacing your expression as you saw that Tara stood beside you, smiling suggestively. Just then it hit you like a truck. Tara addressed the guy next to you, not anyone. The guy who you gave your number and was so deliciously checking you out. The same guy whose box smile you found cute and whose words made you laugh and a little aroused.

“Hey, Tara. Long time no see”, Taehyung smiled at her, clearly annoyed for her interference as he was interrupted before he could ask you for your name. If she came only a minute later you could’ve rejected him. Had you known that it was him, the guy the both of you were here for.

“How’ve you been lately?”, silently she motioned for you to slide further to the armrest of the couch so her body fit between Taehyung and you. Slowly you did as she asked you before you shot a glaring glance towards the handsome guy. If  you would’ve know that he’s Tara’s crush you would’ve immediately stopped every try of his and certainly you would’ve never given him your number in the first place.

“The usual”, he simply answered. “And you? I heard you visit the college since two month.”

She laughed softly, laying her hand on his knee. “Jimin must’ve told you. Yeah, college is nice. But before we go in this is my friend y/n.” Tara motioned to you.

“Ah yeah I-”

“Nice to meet you”, you interrupted him hastily, shaking your head a 'no’ at his next words. The boy understood immediately, a knowing smirk laying on his pretty lips.

“Pleasure is mine, y/n. I’m Taehyung”, he leaned over Tara, whose cheeks were tinged in red at his sudden motion, to shake your hand. He remained a little too long in this position while ginning at you, an amused expression behind his eyes.

“Have you seen Jimin? About an hour ago did he leave”, Taehyung said, never leaving your gaze as he sat back. “He might wanna see you.” You were sure to hear the feeling of stress in his voice, wanting for Tara to leave him alone with you.

But the girl next to you crossed her legs as you did before, her dress revealing everything she wore underneath. You poked her, but a hiss signalled for you to go away. You cleared your throat, standing up while pushing your skirt down, again. “I’m heading for the bathroom.”

A small, faked protest left Tara’s lips ere she winked you, returning her entire attention to Taehyung who followed you with his eyes, an evil smirk plastered on his pink lips. You might be fun.

The false excuse you used brought you into the kitchen of the frathouse, lots of alcoholic drinks around you. And you needed that for what was supposed to come.

TaeTae: Are we on the same page here?

You: ?

Was he texting you right now, while sitting next to Tara? He couldn’t be serious, she was all over him and he should appreciate that! And why did he write 'TaeTae’? Such a child. Although you thought that, a small smile crawled onto your lips.

TaeTae: You’re a sneaky little girl, y/n. Do you think I’m blind? So, Tara isn’t allowed to know that I wanna fuck you?

Your heart sank to the bottom at his text. How did he know? You hadn’t given him the credit to be that keen. But Tara is your friend and you should do everything possible to turn the tables around again. Therefore you just wrote one last message before deleting his number.

You: Listen. I’m not the least bit interested anymore. You are too greasy for me and Tara has nothing to do with that.

It was the right decision, you had promised her that no other pussy was allowed to reach him. You included. Your phone vibrated as another message was sent to you, but instead of reading it, you pressed the delete button a second time. Sighing you leaned against the kitchen counter, not even daring to take another cup as you grabbed a bottle of alcohol and took a deep gulp. The liquid burned its way down, making you shudder ere you set it up at your lips again.

“Slow down there!”, a melodious voice rung to you ears, whereas you took the bottle down. A mean remark lay on your tongue as you turned to the stranger, but was stuck at his appearance. It was a guy a few years older than you – maybe Taehyung’s age – and he looked incredibly attractive. He had tanned, golden like skin, a toned body, maybe one that was sculptured by the gods, under his tight dark shirt, ripped, light jeans, wearing a reversed snap-back his hair sticking out on the backside. His almond shaped eyes were crinkled as he flashed you his smile, a crooked front tooth showing through his plump lips. You swallowed the remaining liquid you had in your mouth, the guy leaning next to you.

“Rough night, huh?”, he asked, taking the bottle in his hands. “I can tell you a thing or two about it.”

Perplexed you looked at him as he ingested the last drops of the bottle in one go. Certainly you drank because you were shook about Taehyung and Tara, but what might be the case for someone so good looking to drown his thoughts in alcohol?

“No, just a little complicated”, you laughed shyly, rubbing your bare arms. “Just playing the wingman for my friend. And by luck the guy tried to hook up with me before she came.” You didn’t know why you told him that, but now that it was said you felt a little lighter.

“Sounds pretty bad. I got dumped right now, so let’s toast to being lonely”, his voice sounded cheerful but you could hear the sourness in it and saw the bitterness in his eyes.

His situation was worse than yours. A little flirt was okay, but getting dumped was something on another level, not even worth comparing. You turned in his direction, leaning in further.

“Let me be blunt, but you are the hottest guy in this fucking house and you won’t be long alone. Forget whoever makes you feel like shit. Trust me, every damn girl will chase you in no time, me included!” Maybe it was all the alcohol in your blood or whatever, but you blurted this nonsense a few centimetres in front of his face. To your reassurance did he giggle, a sound that delighted your mood. His eyes were dark brown you discovered as you leaned in too close, well if you would’ve been sober. But you weren’t.

“It’s the nicest shit I heard all night”, he hyped your drunken speech with opening another bottle of the burning liquid. “I’m a lucky bastard to meet someone like you right now.” His fingers were covered with several rings on each hand, handing you the newly unclosed flask. You just nodded as you took a sip, never once leaving the boy next to you with your eyes. Was he the catch of the night? Two hot guys in half an hour were more than you hoped for. He represented the substitute for Taehyung, you thought.

“Before I forget. I’m y/n”, you introduced yourself, a little late, but better late than having the same situation as before. Your hand reached for his and as the guy smiled at you again, you felt your heart race a little.

“Lovely name, y/n”, he still held your hand, staring into your eyes. “My name is Jimin.”

And here it was again. A cursed day? Did something other worldly wanted to test your nerves? Of course it was Jimin, Tara’s brother and Taehyung’s best friend. Therefore a loud laugh escaped you, not believing how the night took its turns. First and foremost did you tell him about the friend you was here with, someone who wanted to fuck you and especially that this friend wanted to hook up with the said guy.

“I didn’t expect that reaction, but I like it”, he also laughed, only the reason a little differently. Then you pulled your hand away, the warmth of his hand making you nervous. “So, that friend of yours is now fucking another dude, leaving you all alone in a kitchen full of alcohol?” He cocked his dark eyebrows up, crossing his muscular arms in front of his chest.

“I’m not sure if this is the case right now, but here I am, standing next to you with a full bottle of booze”, you held up the flask, tilting your head, a grin on your pink painted lips. “Call it fate or whatever, but let’s share this before I get bored again.”

Jimin shook his head, a hand over his plump lips as he tried to look composed. But despite his tries did the quiet laugh fell from his lips. “I can’t guarantee that I’m the best company for your plans right now.”

The pretty boy reached for the bottle, but before he snatched it away you dragged it teasingly to your chest. “Not here, Jimin.” He looked at you with wide eyes, his plump mouth agape at your words. “You guys just think with your dicks, huh. I meant to go outside or wherever.”

“Ah, yeah, that’s what I thought about, too”, he didn’t even try to hide his embarrassment, scratching his neck before he headed out of the kitchen. Behind him you giggled, finding his flustered state really cute.

Jimin guided you through the moving mass of guests, past the living room, to the door of the terrace. The summer night was chilly, but the spirits spread warmth around your half naked torso. Outside sat several couples, looking at the stars or making out while Jimin motioned for you to sit next to him on the stairs which led to the garden of the frathouse.

“Wanna talk about the girl that dumped you?”, after a few silent minutes you asked him this question, sipping on the bottle. Your hands were wrapped around it, holding onto the flask as you waited for him to answer you.

“I don’t think it’s a story for a party night. Maybe some other time”, he rejected your offer, gaze across the dark garden. “I’m such a party pooper, aren’t I?”

You patted his arm, trying to sooth his mood. “It happens to everyone. What about playing some games inside after we finished our tasty liquor?” With a shy smile you wagged the bottle, wiggling your eyebrows as his face lightened up again. Then he grabbed the flask, taking a strong slug before he wiped away some droplets from his wet, rose mouth. You followed his movement and found it very arousing as his thumb glided across his plump bottom lip.

He coughed slightly, looking away from you around the terrace. Flustered from your starring you avoided your gaze as well, swallowing the knot of awkwardness. The minutes past by as you just sat next to each other, everyone thinking about their own life and what the future might bring, nibbling on the hole of the flagon after each other until it was nearly empty.

“That’s what I needed”, Jimin declared, stretching his toned body. “Thanks, y/n.”

“Don’t thank me, I liked your company, too, Jimin”, you responded, a sweet smile playing on your lips. The boy next to you shot you an unreadable glance before his plump lips turned upwards as well.

“Time went by too fast for my liking”, Jimin suddenly admitted, a small sigh leaving his pretty mouth. “But we should go inside. My best friend is hosting the guests all alone and to be honest I don’t trust him if there are tits in the same room.”

How right he was, you thought. You stood up yourself, adjusting your clothes ere you made your way back in the house. Loud music drone against you as you opened the door of the terrace. Without a second thought you turned around to grab Jimin’s hand, you were clearly tipsy.

“I might lose you”, you just said, winking at his flustered state. He was really something. It didn’t took you long to find Tara next to Taehyung in the corridor, a few other people around them. She didn’t succeed, did she? You knew that there was something odd as you stepped closer, Jimin still holding onto your hand.

“Oh, y/n! That was a long stay in the bathroom”, she waved you to join the group, but her eyes flew to the boy you held onto. A grin spread across her red lips, seeing how the both of you held hands. “And who is that? My lost brother is alive”, her high voice made the little group laugh while greeting the two of you. A swift movement let you pull your hand away from Jimin’s while hugging your best friend shortly. The expression on his face petrified. Was everything alright with him?

“How’s step three going?”, you whispered in her ear, your eyes leaving the pretty boy beside you.

“Not so good. Plan B, y/n”, she hissed before letting you go. Tara was so immersed in getting Taehyung that she did not even ask why you and her brother came from the same direction, holding each others hand.

Plan B included the most daring game drunk people shouldn’t play. Firstly because someone always fucked up the rules. Lastly because you knew that the boys were dick listening dorks whom wanted to get every chance of seeing a girl naked. But the biggest hindrance was the boy with the big, brown eyes who licked his lips the moment he lay eyes on you again. Taehyung. And a little bit Jimin, but he didn’t make you as nervous and squirming under his eyes as his best friend did.

“Okay guys, this party is nice and so on, but something really goes slow. To spice things up a little let’s play a game”, Tara suggested, the group of eight listening to her.

After discussing where you wanted to play, you followed Jimin, Taehyung and your friend Tara upstairs to an empty bedroom to play truth or dare.


Beside you on the floor sat Tara and another girl whose name was Rose. Next to Tara was here brother Jimin, sitting in a cross-legged position. He hadn’t said a word since you arrived at the small group of his friends, for your liking a bit suspicious, but you didn’t know why exactly. The bed in front of you was lined with Taehyung, their friends Namjoon, Hoseok and Nora. Before you went upstairs someone had the idea to grab some bottles of booze out of the kitchen, so now you all sat in a kind of circle, handing out the flasks and played truth or dare.

“Jimin, I always thought that Tara had a dirty mind, but playing truth or dare with Tae is another form of naughtiness”, Nora said, laughing at the boy next to Tara, who wasn’t that amused by that fact.

“I’m an adult now, so shut up, will you? Let’s get started”, Tara smiled at the girl with hatred in her eyes but an amazing smile on her lips. There was definitely something behind her reaction, you thought and couldn’t wait to adept that story.

“Anyone wanna start?”, Taehyung’s dark voices sounded through the room, a smirk playing on his lips while he supported his position with hands next to his sides. “No one? Okay then, Namjoon truth or dare?” The tanned boy didn’t leave anyone the chance to answer his question ere he directed his voice to the tall guy next to him. And your friend was right as she told you that Taehyung’s and Jimin’s friends all were hot guys, and so were Namjoon and his buddy Hoseok.

Namjoon thought a bit – he seemed to know Taehyung’s kinks – before he took 'truth’.

“Oh, come on, how boring”, Taehyung rolled his eyes, nudging his friends arm. “If you had to snog one person in the room, who would it be?” Okay, that was a tame question, but it had to start like that in order to get to the good ones.

“Sorry, Jimin, but I definitely take Tara for that one”, Namjoon said, an apologetic look at her brother who just shrugged at him.

“I don’t care as long as you don’t fuck her in front of me, do what you want with her”, Jimin laughed a little, pushing his sister who was shocked at his words. “Go on, Joons.”

The tall guy turned towards Tara, who took dare and had to prank a number Namjoon chose in her phone. It was so freaking funny as she had to call her ex-boyfriend and hadn’t you interfered it would have ended in phone sex! It was a really good one, but as time passed the questions got more intimate and the dares got to the level to which Nora already had to strip, Hoseok had to give you a lap dance – this boy could move, holy shit – and Taehyung had to send a nude to the contact in his phone chosen by Tara, and of course she sent it to herself, you had to coax her into showing it to you – the curiosity overwhelming. Luckily only simple tasks were asked from you until your friend turned towards you, her next question chosen with hidden thought.

“Truth or dare, y/n”, she smiled evilly and you had a fore-bonding what would come next, but you took 'dare’ anyway, 'truth’ was not as thrilling, not when you were drunk.

“Oh, y/n. Tara’s stare is insane, why playing with fire?”, Hoseok grinned, showing his perfect teeth.

You shrugged your shoulders at the boy with the dark curls, where would be the fun otherwise? Nervously you leaned back on your hands, waiting for the red haired girl to tell you what to do.

“Kiss Jimin all around his down-low area, not his dick”, Tara wiggled her brows while excited shouts filled the room. “Go on, Honey. You’re goody-two-shoes tonight and need to enjoy this.”

Wide brown eyes looked at you as you stood up, Namjoon and Hoseok making way for Jimin to sit down on the bed. He just stared down at you as you took his hand to squeeze it lightly, kneeling in front of him. Next to the handsome boy sat Taehyung, excitement on his features as his view landed on your flushed face in between Jimin’s legs.

“Don’t come in your pants, Jiminie”, Taehyung nudged his friend in the side, but Jimin was seemingly nervous for what was going to happen. His face was tinged in pink, his brown eyes wide and his hands sweaty as he fell back on his elbows, looking down to you. With slightly trembling hands you opened his jeans, pulling them and his boxers so far down that you already saw the shaft oh his semi-hard cock. At the sight in front of you, you were strangely aroused, feeling all eyes on you as you lowered you head down to press a delicate kiss on the shadow above his dick. The stubbles of his shaved lap tickled you as you left one kiss after the other on his solid skin.

“Look at her and think how her pretty little mouth is so near your dick”, Taehyung whispered, never letting you go with his eyes. Your gaze shot towards him while you slowly left wet kisses along Jimin’s down-low area. Every time your lips got closer to his dick, you felt how his member twitched inside his pants, turning you on as you followed both boys at the same time. Jimin for his expressions as you trailed a path around his shadow and Taehyung to see his reaction while getting dangerously near Jimin’s shaft. The nagging feeling of all eyes on your back intensified as Jimin’s plump lips escaped a low whimper which he tried to hide under the palm of his hand. Heat rushed double in your face as you pulled away, looking up at Tara. It was embarrassing for Jimin if he started to enjoy it a little too much, you thought. And so was it for you, because if it would go on you weren’t sure to what Taehyung would animate you with his comments. You played some rounds of truth or dare over the years, some even more perverted, but right now it felt so intimate kissing his lap while feeling the content tightening of his jeans under your mouth.

“I think that’s enough”, she looked at you with an unknown expression, her eyes watching the boys’ faces as you stood up, your hands on your cheeks ere you sat down next to your friend again. Jimin cleared his throat, pulling his jeans back up before he made his way to his previous position.

“Jimin, you’re pretty hard right now”, Taehyung teased, grinning down the lap of the boy with the reversed snap back.

“You would be too if a girl would do it for you”, Jimin spat, narrowing his eyes shyly, his rings covered hands trying to hide the prominent bulge in his pants.

“I fucking am, dude”, Taehyung chuckled lowly, his eyes changing between his lap and his friend. To that Jimin looked up, a small grin on his full, rose lips.

“Before you show us what is in your jeans, let’s continue”, Rose said, shifting next to you. “Who do you choose, y/n?”

Your view traced the faces as you contemplated which person should do a task next. Definitely not Jimin, you thought ere you stopped at Taehyung’s figure. It was already a few rounds past that it was his turn.

“Tae, truth or dare”, you asked innocently, the pink hue of your cheeks slowly fading after your dare.

The boy smirked down at you, scratching his neck. Tara whispered something to you while you waited for the tanned guy to choose: “Say something with me. The more perverted the better!”

“Truth”, his dark voice filled the room. You expected him to take the opposite, but okay, there would be some questions you wanted to ask him. Unfortunately you promised to help your friend and therefore you asked him about her.

“Would you fuck Tara?”, you blurred out, a pleased smile plastered on Tara’s pretty face. Only Jimin wasn’t that happy at your question, straightening himself, a glare shot in Taehyung’s direction. He just sighed, shaking his head at this question.

“Y/n, you underestimate me. I would fuck every damn girl that is at least a little hot or willing, or both. But Tara is like a little sister to me”, he stated, pointing at your friend. “Tonight she looks stunning, but how weird is it to sleep with my best friend’s sister? If I fuck it up our friendship is ruined.”

Silence filled the room after his statement. It wasn’t the expected answer, neither for you and absolutely not for Tara who stiffened at Taehyung’s honest words. You could see how offended she was, but a plastered fake smile on her red lips hushed it up while she nodded in agreement.

“I’m totally on the same page, Tae”, she said, her cheeks utterly red. “It’s your turn to nominate someone.” As fast as possible did she try to change the subject, too hurt by his blunt honesty. Even if he was her brother’s best friend, didn’t she mean something to him? Or was it just toying with her mind, every briefly glance of his just fake?

You saw that her mood changed after that and with some little naughty dares Tara was back to her old self, less screaming but at least more cheerful. It must have been hard for her since she had a crush on Tae for a few years now, and getting rejected like this by him. Luckily she drowned several gulps of booze as to why she couldn’t concentrate on him anymore.

Time passed by as your group held their stomachs from laughter, the 'truths’ getting very private and some funny 'dares’ were distributed. Jimin had to slap Namjoon for full five minutes, Hoseok should unwrap a candy with his tongue – but failed – and Rose had the task to take off her undies in front of you before she should gift it to the first person she saw outside the room.

“Well, y/n, I dare you to play seven minutes in heaven”, Rose grinned at you, after her task you had laughed like crazy and now she wanted to revenge you for that. “With him.” Her digit pointed to Taehyung, a surprised expression on his handsome face. Jimin and Tara also stared at Rose for her request, but you didn’t mind.

“Seven minutes? No problem”, you shrugged your shoulders.

Tae just chuckled at your words. Seven minutes were enough for him to make you shout his name, he thought boastful. The rest of the group walked out of the room going downstairs for a change, Tara looking at you, fathomless.

“Try asking him further about me, y/n! I owe you one”, she hastily said, walking past you in her short red dress. Sure, what else would you do anyway, you thought while closing the door after Tara left.

“Here we are again, y/n. Just you and me, for seven long minutes”, the way too good-looking guy said, leaning his tall body against the wall next to the door. “Why don’t you come here so I can show you what seven minutes can do?”

His voice was lower than before, eyes narrowed to your legs while he bit down on his rose bottom lip. He definitely was hot, but forbidden territory, even though his hungry eyes were taking your clothes off. Lord, give me strength!

“I better go as far away from you as possible”, you grinned at him, making your way back to the bed. “I already told you that I’m not interested anymore. I heard from your reputation, Taehyung.” It was a bluff, but everything you actually heard about him was that he was a player, toying with as many girl as he can, at the same time. Therefore you absolutely didn’t know why Tara was all over him. Who knows, maybe he had plans after this party as well?

“That!”, he stepped towards you, only saying this word before he fell down on the mattress. “The reason you don’t want me anymore, it’s what you heard about me, right? Or maybe Tara?” Taehyung cocked his bushy eyebrows up, a move he did often. “First you are trying to push me away, then you even showed interest while giving me your phone number and now after your friend showed up, you suddenly lost it all? Suspicious, y/n, very unlikely for someone who drooled over me.”

“Drooled over you?”, you exploded. When did you do that? “Your ego is too big, Taehyung. For real, just having a pretty face and nice body won’t get you anywhere.”

The boy slid his hand over you knee as to why you flinched, glaring at him. He was so confident in his actions, not the least bit afraid of being rejected. And to be honest he had no reason to be afraid anyway! If Tara wasn’t there you would have fucked him, from the moment he showed you his box smile, but it wasn’t the case so you refrained from doing that.

“Don’t worry about that, y/n. I know you think I’m hot and I can guarantee you, it’ll be worth your while if you just take things as they come. Seven minutes in heaven are for make-out sessions, dry humping or blow jobs, not for bitching around.”, he stated, closing the distance that separated your bodies further.

“Seriously, Tae, you’re too persistent for my liking”, you shook your head, but didn’t go away, neither from his try to close the separation nor from his big, soft hand on your knee.

“Oh, what’s your liking then? Jimin?”, he asked, leaning his shoulder against your own. “The good boys make your knees weak then? I can be very good, if you want me to”, he whispered in your ear, goosebumps forming on your arms. “No wonder you nearly blew him up without touching him.” Taehyung laughed, tracing your thigh up to the hem of your black skirt. Even if he offered you to be 'a good boy’, you doubted that he fulfilled this duty with his whole being. He wasn’t a sub, definitely not. Maybe he liked to switch some times, but mostly he would be the dominant one. You on the other side was content with both, loving how men made you scream their names, loving to hear whimpers of the one you pleasured.

“Jimin is hot, so are you, but it was just part of the game”, you said weakly, feeling how your composure crinkled under his firm touches. “And tell me who wouldn’t like being touched like this?”

“You got a point, y/n”, the tanned boy responded, smiling down at you, a hidden meaning behind it.

You began to squirm under his hand, the actions from before still turning your tipsy mind on. Therefore you inhaled loudly, the boy next to you making you more nervous by the minutes. Why was he so charming with his dark, round eyes and his glowing skin, that felt undoubtedly warm and soft on your own.

“I’m curious, please tell me, am I that bad of a catch?”, his voice was not as teasing as before while asking you, a little concern tracing through. “It’s the last time I will ask you. You lost all interest in hooking up with me? Now and in the future?”

The answer should be clear by now, but you hesitated. Tara was your friend and way more worth than a hook up. Hot guys could be found everywhere, Taehyung just the icing of them all.

“Listen, I would fuck you, right now”, you sighed as to why Tae’s features lightened up, getting closer to you. “But you were right, okay? It’s because of Tara. She wants you and I just was her wingman, no pussy allowed to reach you and neither am I.” Your confession was blurted out as fast as possible, finally able to say what you wanted made your heart a little less heavy.

Taehyung’s glance told you that he already new that. “As I said, I’m not blind and on all counts not dumb, y/n. Jimin and I are best friends since middle school, Tara tried everything over the years. Today was just more extreme, but I can assure you that I won’t lay a hand on her. My friendship to Jimin is more important to me than a fast fuck.”

You listened to his explanation, and ascertained that you stood in the same position as Taehyung. He wanted to sleep with Tara, but his bromance stood in his path. You on the other hand wanted to hook up with Taehyung, but he was the crush of your friend. Giggles fell from your lips at that insight.

“See, our situations are on the same page, Taehyung”, you tapped on his jeans covered knee, smiling soothingly at him. “We have one minute left, let’s not talk about hooking up with each other anymore.”

The tanned, handsome guy nodded agreeing before he fished his phone out of his pocket.

“I set a timer, but just relax for the bit time we have left”, his voice was just a whisper as he lay his phone on his lap, the time ticking from sixty seconds downwards.

A smile turned your pink lips upwards, watching his actions while brushing your hair behind your ear. What could happen in fifty seconds?

“Normally, I let the girl go down on me immediately if I’m the lucky one, but why are you so stubborn? I don’t even dare to kiss you”, Taehyung smiled at you with his box smile, eyes crinkled as a low chuckle left his aesthetic lips. Your voice attuned with his, leaning into him until your lips were only a few centimetres apart.

“Thirty seconds, Taehyung. Nothing more than a kiss”, you whispered, breath tickling his wet mouth as he stared at yours.

You had barely vocalized your thought as Tae cupped your face in his beautiful, strong hands. A moment later he closed his eyes, pressing his soft lips straight on yours not wasting the little time you had. Tae’s lips felt so utterly delicious on yours, the kiss tasting like alcohol and mint whereas his strong, manly cologne fogged your senses. Slowly, tasting his sweet lips you two moved into each others kiss while you grabbed his shoulders, looking for support as he deepened the osculation, tracing his tongue around your bottom lip. Right as you wanted to let him in your mouth, a strange sound reached your ears. The time was up. Taehyung didn’t pull away as he pressed his lips heavily on yours before you pushed him tardily from you, a smacking sound filling the small room.

“I think I’m addicted, y/n. Don’t leave me hanging now”, the beautiful guy whined, so close to you that you were afraid to jump on him again. Thirty seconds were enough for you to want more of him. Therefore you just cleared your throat, controlling the heat that was rushing to your cheeks.

“It was nice and so on, but that’s all we will ever do, Taehyung”, abruptly you stood up, separating you two as you walked to the door, opening it and stepping out.

“Is messaging you okay?”, Tae shouted after you, seemingly frustrated that you left him without another word.

“Let’s find out”, you grinned over your shoulder, taking your swollen bottom lip between your teeth. He sat on the bed, legs spread wide as he licked his wet lips, tasting the remains of your lips. “See you, Tae.”

With that you rushed down, the confidence that evolved from the adrenalin in your blood vanishing. God, he was so utterly hot, charming and so fucking handsome. How were you supposed to say 'no’ the next time you met him? You had to make sure that it didn’t happen again, not as long as Tara was after him. Kissing him as part of the game was one thing you found okay, but nothing more. Never again.

“Y/n! We’re here”, Hoseok shouted over the music, waving as he smiled at you, the sun going up. “Where’s Tae?”

You scratched you neck, stuttering over your next words: “I guess upstairs. But I think the party is over for me tonight. I drank too much. Where are Tara and Jimin?” Namjoon, Nora, Rose and Hoseok stood in the middle of the vivid living room, no trace of your friend and her brother.

“Jimin wanted to draw the lines with her again. It seems she has a thing for his best friend and Jimin hates it”, the smiling boy declared, nodding towards the door of the terrace.

“That’s shit”, you just said before you told him you wanted to go home again. “I’m collecting Tara, so maybe we see each other some time.”

“We definitely will”, Hoseok winked at you, a hidden meaning behind his action, but at that time you didn’t know what the future had planned for you.

You wriggled your body through the dancing mass, reaching for the door-handle of the terrace as you saw Tara and Jimin speaking to each other. Well, it was more as if Jimin spoke and Tara pouted while listening. “Just promise me that even if you end up fucking, as a couple or whatever the fuck you want to, don’t ruin my friendship to him. If he hurts you, it’s is your problem, got it? You know how he is”, anger laced Jimin’s calm voice as he warned his sister. “And now go home, you drank a lot.”

You coughed slightly to get their attention. Both heads shot in your direction at the interruption.

“I-I just wanted to say that I’m leaving. I’m too drunk to continue partying tonight”, you stuttered as Jimin’s gaze landed on you. His dark eyes softening at your figure while patting his sister on her shoulder.

“Do me a favour and take her with you, will you?”, Jimin smiled at you, touching your arm as he walked past you. “I owe you one, y/n.”

“Sure. I’m coming back to this phrase”, you smiled shyly at him, taking your phone out ere you handed it to him. “Maybe I could contact you some time.”

Jimin grinned at your action, but took it and typed into the keys happily. “It’s just fair after you gave me a hard time back upstairs”, he whispered next to your ear, so Tara couldn’t catch his words. Jimin was completely different from his best friend, because these harmless words left his tanned skin in a hue of dark pink.

“Was a pleasure, Jimin”, you chuckled, looking up in his angelic face before Tara impatiently grabbed your arm, tugging you away from her brother.

“If I don’t get a dick, then you neither”, she snorted, pulling you after her as she stormed to the entrance of the frathouse. You looked back over your shoulder to see Jimin standing on the same spot, waving at you, his phone in his hand. It was a signal for you not to forget to message him.

Outside you told your friend everything you and Taehyung talked about and did upstairs – except for the kiss. “Y/n, thanks for the night even though it wasn’t as planned, but I have another idea to finally get Taehyung in my panties.”

Long weeks lay ahead while Tara and you climbed onto the back-seat of the cab that brought you home.

Her Running Away From Them but Them Finding Her: BTS

I’m not responsible for any nosebleeds, hyperventilations, or heart attacks associated with this reaction. Thank you.

Jin:

After having enough of the troubles that came together with his bothersome occupation, you had tried to run away, packing all of your things in the middle of the night while he was on one of his raids. You sincerely hoped that with this, he won’t ever find you, even leaving him a small note to say how sorry you felt and that he shouldn’t try and look for you anymore. Unfortunately, you were wrong in your calculations and didn’t even have enough time to get to the airport before a black sedan drove to your side and forced you down into one of the leather seats, where SeokJin already waited for you.

“Love, I seriously hope that you didn’t believe in any chance of escaping.”


Suga:

When he confessed you of his occupation, you knew from then on that your relationship won’t last for much longer, since you were never a person that liked danger and adrenaline, settling for the more quiet prospects of life. And true to your word, you decided to leave the man with no calls or mesagges, simply disappearing after your trip to a shopping mall. 

A day passed, then another, and there was no sign of YoonGi even realizing that you were gone. You nearly danced in glee, thinking that you got off easy from the dangerous man. Only that you didn’t; which you realized after a phone call.

“I’m giving you another week of free time, and on a Sunday, I expect your ass to be back home. Understood?”


J-Hope:

After the break-up with your infamous boyfriend, or ex-boyfriend, you had decided to start your life anew, though it wasn’t much of a likeable decision, but more like a must. HoSeok was against you two breaking up, so the reality of situation was that you ran away from him, and were now hiding, travelling the country after working in diners for a month or two, collecting enough money to move towns. It was not the best decision, but it was better than staying with somebody who did murder for his career. Of course, what you didn’t know was the fact that through his gory work HoSeok had loads of powerful connections, tracking you down easily.

Getting to your new job, one early morning, you were struck speechless as the man you were trying to avoid so dearly was sitting there, just there, eating his breakfast, completely concentrated on his food and not even seeing you. Or so you thought, so you tried to run away again, only to be stopped by his voice.

“Where do you think you’re going, this time?”


Rap Monster:

This man, even before you knew he was a gang leader, was giving you the shivers with his harsh glare. After you found out what was his occupation, however, everything clicked in your head and you instantly swung your tail under, leaving him be with all your stuff still at his place.

You decided to stay at a friend’s place for a couple of days, before renting a cheap place for yourself. Yeah, didn’t think so. NamJoon found you quickly, knocking on your friend’s door so harshly that it nearly flew off of its hinges, leaving you scared speechless, pale from shock and nearly hyperventilating.

As your friend let him in, you had trouble carrying his strong gaze. “You’re like an undisciplined dog. Running away from your owner just like that. I’m taking you home and putting a collar on that pretty neck of yours; try running away again, and we’ll see what happens.”


JiMin:

You knew that JiMin will find you quickly, it was like hide and seek for him; just a game, but you were still going to try; what if you succeeded? However, your positivity soon came to a halt as you noticed your cards being blocked, police occasionally knocking on your door, as they were reported of were noises and smells coming from your place. Your life, albeit slowly, was becoming a living nightmare.

The final drop were the photos of your friends sent to your post, though they were from far away distance. It terrified you, just the thought of any of them getting harmed and you being at fault was sending your stomach on to a task of a billion somersaults.

You had to come back, and you had to do it quick, or else who knows what might happen to the people you cherished.

“That didn’t take too long, now, Baby… I was expecting a better chase from you…”


V:

TaeHyung had always been a clingy man, add to that formula the fact that he was also in a gang and you’ll get a completely undesirable man. Those were the reasons why you left him; he didn’t you give any room to breathe and he scared you to the bone.

Occasionally, you still felt him everywhere you went. While sleeping, you felt his hands snake around your form, whispering in your ear incognitive sentences. You could hardly sleep, leaving you exhausted and beyond repair.

Your friends, being the good buds that they were, invited you to an art museum, to help you to relax while spending time in your favourite environment. Oh, how thankful you were for that. Only when you were finally there did you realize what a bad decision to come it was.

The familiar hands snaked around your body, pressing you against his lean build. “Long time no see, Love.” he had whispered into your ear. You knew then, that there will be no chance of escape ever again.


JungKook:

After you left his house, JeongGuk came out with a brilliant plan hot to slowly drive you insane, setting it into motion as soon as he got the word of you finally finding a permanent place to live in.

He appeared before your eyes from day to day, waving at you, or smiling cutely, not doing anything above that. He knew what that did to you; you were slowly becoming sick with the idea of being stalked- by him. That was fun, to watch you squirm everyday just from seeing him. He knew it won’t take much longer before you’d come back to him in hysterics, begging him to stop, but just when you’d step through his threshold, you’d never step out again.

Cranky || Peter Parker x Reader

@acrilic​: you could write like cute jealous!peter where you start spending a bit more time with another friend of yours and one day peter comes through your window cus he’s so done and wants to tell you that he likes you sm and he just starts rambling and you kiss him to shut him up efmldka i feel like that would be cute idk

Warnings: Swearing, angry teenager hormones™, prolly bad grammar, jealous & angry cinnamon roll Peter, kind of angsty??

Notes: i hope i don’t fuck this up :)) dammit this got too long. sorry for that. this is probably bs but heck it’s my first imagine. pls read it all it took like five hours and give me a shot :’) prolly going to write a series. enough talking,,, i hope you enjoy and ignore my self-loathing note. also give me your opinion on this! i would love to read all of y’all’s opinions.

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Peter Parker and (Y/N). Two nerds, best friends, crushing on each other and too oblivious to notice. 

You had a Spanish exam the next day and you planned on hanging out on your house with Peter. You knew Peter’s little secret and you insisted him to come hang out with you instead of some bad guys that tried to kill him. You never could see him hurt, you couldn’t live with that in your conscience, that you could do something to help him.

Peter: (Y/N).
(Y/N): what
Peter: Sorry, but I can’t go to your place tomorrow… :( please forgive me.
(Y/N): you’re going to try and flirt with some cute girls with your suit, huh? go on, i forgive you dude. i’m your wingwoman ;) 
Peter: What? no…
Peter: Anyways thank you! You’re the best! We’ll hang out some other day, okay? :)
(Y/N): yeah, yeah. also please call me when you’re at the cafeteria, please i have no clue how to get there.

You lock your phone and stuck it in your pocket again, waiting impatiently for the class to end. After the bell rang, you were heading to the school’s Cafeteria. You were trying to guess where it was since it was pretty far from your classrom. Walking through several hallways and not finding anything, your eyes met with a cute boy, standing against the wall, looking through his phone and with his earbuds on and bopping his head up and down at the beat of the music.

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