tell me someone would date me

Sometimes when I am editing, I have to wonder if other Brits go through the same disconnect that happens when a US writer refers to women’s underwear as “panties”. 

It’s especially jarring when I read it in fic meant to be set in the UK, and I just know the words “take your panties off” just wouldn’t fly, especially in Scots. Knickers, yes, and even briefs and drawers. But panties, not so much.

Like I know it’s in our vernacular too, and maybe I’m just showing my age (what do I know what the kids are saying these days, old thing that I apparently am), but panties just has such a juvenile and patronizing quality to it that the word just makes me want to shrink in on myself. I dunno, maybe it’s just me being to finicky. Which I suppose is kind of the point when you hire me to make accurate cultural edits like Brit Eye for the Yankie but whatever, I feel certain in telling you the word “panties” would not have been used in 17th century Scotland.

Although if you want to tell someone not to get their pantaloons in a twist, I’m 100% here for this.

12:34 am thoughts

I woke up today wanting to cry because I remember when my pillow smelled like you that morning. I woke up today wanting to cry because I remember our very first date and the way you looked at me. I woke up today wanting to cry because I remember you brought me home before my curfew so my mom wouldn’t get mad. I woke up today wanting to cry because I remember you would look at me and tell me how beautiful I am. I woke up today wanting to cry because I realized everything was a lie. I woke up today wanting to cry because I never was good enough for you. I woke up today wanting to cry because you are in love with someone else. And now, I’m crying because I miss you even though nothing was real. And now, I’m crying because I wish I was enough for you. And now, I’m crying because I wish you felt the same way for me. And now, I’m crying because you lied to me. And now, I’m crying because it’s over and you’re gone.

If my son or daughter was ever to sit me down and break their hearts to tell me they’re dating someone of the same sex, the first thing I would do is apologize. I would apologize for the fact that they felt the need to have to do this, instead of being able to bring home their boyfriend/girlfriend and be like “mom this is who I’m dating”.

why we deserve a jung joon hyung/ahn min hyuk in our lives

let me just say something that we all have realised before but never really gotten into talking further:

the similarities between jung joon hyung and ahn min hyuk on the way they treat everyone around them and themselves says a lot about how they are as a person.

both joon hyung and min hyuk have their fair share of pain caused by their family or past relationships and yet it doesnt make them bad people or use it as an excuse to become assholes to everyone especially towards the girl they end up liking, just cause they have been “hurt”.

no matter what happened to them, the moment they met kim bok joo and do bong soon they started off with simple yet touching and genuine, comedic gestures such as teasing them and are so friendly with them in a way that isnt romantic (yet).

joon hyung was bok joo’s best friend before anything else and he respected and supported her so much; he only then realised slowly that he liked her and when he came to terms with that, he wasn’t trying to push her away or tried avoiding her: he tells her he likes her! and he wasn’t even afraid to admit how much he liked her before and throughout the entire time they were dating!!

before even progressing with their relationship, joon hyung even asked for a chance for her to be with him - “don’t like me as your boyfriend? that’s okay, you can tell me that.” he would still respect her wishes even if it means turning him down.

as well as with min hyuk, he’s always wanted someone to protect him from day one and that’s what he saw in bong soon. he wasn’t afraid to admit that he was scared to her, even telling her bits and pieces about his life to her because besides being his bodyguard, she was also a shoulder for him to lean on when he can - he didn’t completely let her in, he had his moments especially when his “brother” kept making death threats, thus resulting in wanting to be alone. as time flew by, he realised how much bong soon meant to him and started opening up to her even more and more, and it was so pure.

min hyuk is as precious as joon hyung is because he also isn’t afraid to show bong soon how much he cares and admires her: him getting hurt was way better than getting bong soon hurt.

lets be real: these two boys don’t possess the most extravagant thing you would expect a typical kdrama lead to have yet they have the most genuine, pure and beautiful personality and that says something: they treat their girls with respect and support them no matter what; joon hyung with bok joo’s weightlifting and family problems, and min hyuk with bong soon’s inability to control her powers. not to mention the way they look at their woman like she’s the universe to them (swoon !!!)

from their strength to their appearances, how they talk and how comfortable the girls are with their own true selves, bok joo with her weightlifting and eating so much, and bong soon with her super powers, joon hyung and min hyuk find them attractive and beautiful no matter WHAT and that, everybody, says it all.

all in all - jung joon hyung and ahn min hyuk are so fucking PERFECT and one reason being is that they showcase what every man, boy, male, whatever should possess on treating their girl/SO and yet it melts our hearts SO MUCH because we rarely see this in real life!

we all deserve a joon hyung/min hyuk in our lives

i want you (m) pt.1

Originally posted by jjks

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut (incl. public sex, bathroom sex, teasing etc..)

word count: 5k

description: i want you, and i can tell you want me too

a/n: it’s like 6am and i started writing at 3 but i wanted it out today as an apology for the yoongi fic, lol


[12:01AM] are u coming?

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Unexpected

I saw some people talking about the “Stiles comes back from college hot” trope, and it reminded me that I needed to make a seperate post for this fic!

Inspired by this post. (On AO3)


He’d been hoping for a reaction.

If he was being honest, he’d actually been anticipating a reaction.

While he’d been away at school, he’d started meeting people and making new friends. Some of those friends had turned out to be fitness guys, who loved running and working out. Stiles had ended up accompanying them on numerous gym trips, until eventually he liked it enough to just go, with or without them. He’d liked the feeling of being stronger, being able to trust his body to do what he wanted.

He’d become more confident with his looks, and started accepting invitations to parties. He’d started buying better-fitting clothes to show off his physique, and felt incredibly flattered when he was flirted with often. He’d kissed a lot of people, talked to a lot more, learned as much as he could, and even hooked up a few times.

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To The Boy I Never Dated But Still Broke My Heart

Once upon a time you made me feel special. You gave me hope. For once I had self confidence. Just thinking someone as perfect as you would take time out of their day just to text me. I actually felt pretty for once. When you would tell me I looked cute or my outfit was cute I got butterflies. More than you could ever imagine. You, just being you, made me happy. I never thought of you just wanting me for my body, or anything like that. Mainly because of the way we talked. We talked like we were best friends that had known each forever. There was a few times where we had ran out of things to talk about but we always found something, even if it was the smallest thing. Like I said “once upon a time”. Well time always runs out eventually. When I noticed we were drifting I broke, I really did. I didn’t know I cared about you so much until you weren’t there as much. Whenever you started dating someone, I felt my heart break. I started crying, instead of making me happy you made me cry and break. I always act happy. I usually am. I just cared so much about you when you just kinda disappeared you took a piece of me with you.

This set of panels in particular is pretty important to me, because it was stuff like this that kept me from realizing I was aroace for so long, so this was a little difficult for me to write.

When Jughead says “If…I would willingly kiss a girl it’ll be you” I have often seen it taken as a sort of very romantic line, like “I’m ready for you when you aren’t interested in Archie anymore”. However, this is a very common aromantic sentiment. Back when I didn’t know aromanticism was an option, I would mentally figure out which of my friends and acquaintances I would be willing to date, or kiss, because I figured I would have to end up with one of them, and because I thought that’s how crushes worked.

This also plays into amatonormativity, “the assumption that a central, exclusive, amorous relationship is normal for humans, in that it is a universally shared goal, and that such a relationship is normative, in the sense that it should be aimed at in preference to other relationship types”** Once I realized I was aro, I still clung to this internal list of which friends I would be willing to date, because of the whole idea that a relationship is the goal. I didn’t want my friends to end up sad and lonely, and I still sort of assumed I would have to marry someone in the end. Romance is pushed as something more important than friendship, and this is unhealthy for everyone, not just people like me! We shouldn’t base our self-worth on our relationship status, and friendship isn’t “below” a romantic relationship.

So when Jughead tells Betty she would be his first choice if he was interested, this reads, to me, as a misplaced display of friendship. He is telling Betty that he cares about her, that he considers her to be one of his best friends, one of his most important friends, but he doesn’t know how to express that. This is something I had to examine about myself recently, because I realized I was treating romance like a step above friendship, so I thought the only way I could display how much my friends meant to me was to be willing to join them in the “next level” of a relationship. Because friendship isn’t enough.

This, to me, feels a little sad. It’s reassuring to Betty! And a good comic!

It is also so, SO aromantic it hurts.


**I wanted to link to an article on amatonormativity but I didn’t find one that explained it well enough, so if that definition doesn’t make sense drop an ask my way and I’ll go more in-depth!

anonymous asked:

Today my girlfriend (we have not been dating for very long but have been friends for some years) told me "I realized yesterday that if I ever get married it's gonna be to you" and I'm just!!!! My little bi heart can't handle this?!?! She is too pure for this world, so preciously sappy and I'm so in love with her and I just have to tell somebody. I just wish I could travel back in time and show this to teen!me, tell that little sade kid that she is gonna be fine (sorry i just had to tell someone)

bro! me! teen me would have been shook to know she would be this happy and in love w this gorgeous of a lady 10 years later! happy for you!! wlw thriving and happy clears my skin and adds years to my life expectancy.

How Could You?

Pairing: Jughead Jones x Fem!Reader ft. Betty Cooper

Requested: No

Warnings: Cursing

A/N: Tumblr had crashed midway while I was writing this and I didn’t save it, shoot me :))

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It is strange, that men are so easily familiar with telling girls what we want. A narrative that seemed unshakable, a golden crown that touched any head who wanted our satisfaction.

Girls want jerks. They care too much about cars and looks.

our love of cars has nothing to do with men; a corvette has never made me want to sleep with someone when i could be driving. we develop methods of avoiding the predators; call them fuckboys, tell her not to answer. We develop a single look shared between two girls; an immediate stay back or i’ll step in if you need help that comes in the shadow of shallow men. and those of us who fall for the wrong man: we never dreamed our lives would be full of this, our love turning bitter - and we’re blamed for it.

Girls don’t want nice guys.

I am dating a genuinely kind person when I’m told this. when he approached me in the library he was banking on hope; becomes angry in the moment i refuse him gently. i watch him transform and i’m trapped by the desk: he goes from nice to cruel in a matter of seconds. he tells me i’m ignorant, that he could have been there for me, been there until the end. he doesn’t need to meet my boyfriend. i’m just incapable of making my own decisions because of my silly hind brain that belongs to all women. It is the first exchange I have with him and the last one. i am now a “dumb bitch” forever on his list, sadly “one of them” even though frankly i don’t mind it.

drunk girls are asking for it.

drunk girls have to have perfect habits; go out in pairs together, tell each other goals and secrets, promise at the start of the night that they’ll be going home together even if the other one has to pick up the pieces. count liquor in secret codes, say, i’m just going to the bathroom with my girl so later we can say i just want to go home; drunk girls get caught and when we say do you want him they say no, take me home, i do not.

girls just want someone who compliments them.

he follows her from class to class, eyes wide but mouth never speaking. he texts her under the desk and i see her shudder, just a little, but visibly. later when we’re drunk we’ll laugh about how he talks about her glorious titties but for now he’s posting on facebook about how women are shallow and know nothing. in the meantime, i watch her flinch every time she meets his eyes. in the last message he sends, he tells her, fine bitch, you were ugly the whole time and i never meant any of it. later on his blog he’ll talk about how he hates these stupid women.

girls in tight clothes are flaunting it. 

girls just want to get home in one piece. we wear baggy clothes and are harassed for being slovenly in the same train station that we were harassed for looking nice for a moment. we stand just a little closer to each other when the words start coming. men look at videos of women being catcalled and they scoff and say, can you blame him? and are surprised when we say, yes, i can, they tell us that they know what we mean when we wear a black turtleneck. what we mean? we just want to get home in this.

girls want an alpha male. girls want someone who puts them in their place. girls want a real man, girls want an asshole, girls want violence.

girls don’t believe in the alpha male myth because girls spent too much time studying wolves from middle school to college; girls would rather be a wolf than put up with this. girls believe their place is just where they are, for as long as they want to belong there; girls are quite fine making their own place; girls would like their place to be the white house. girls want girls. girls want someone who will love them, the way most people do. they just want to be alive and have a good time of it. 

but then, i don’t know if all girls do. because we’re not one hind brain, not one orb of desire that can be cracked by following an equation that someone developed by making up rules; put in nice, use compliments, send dick pic and hope she falls in love with you. there’s no right way and that’s the fact of it. treat us like we’re people. like we each want different things. like we have something new called a personality.

“I know what women want,” the man announces, “trust me.”

My Perfect Type ~ Kim Taehyung [SMUT]

Group: BTS
Member: Kim Taehyung
Type: Fluff/Smut
Word Count: 2238

When I get asked about my “perfect“ type, I often hesitate and struggle to find an answer. Because the truth is, I don’t believe that such a thing exists. You don’t fall in love according to your perfect type. You fall in love not because you decide that person suits you the most, you fall in love because your heart decides. When you fall for a person you don’t immediately stop feeling attracted towards them because they might not have blue eyes, brown hair and perfect skin like you want them to. People often fall for someone because of the way they behave. They might fall for the little things you do. The way you greet every person you pass by so kindly, the way your eyes light up when you’re rambling about the things you’re passionate about for hours or the way you wear your hair up in a messy ponytail and walk around in your pajamas all day on a Saturday. The cute little noises you make when you try your hardest not to fall asleep on him. Maybe they’ve fallen for you because of all the little things you don’t even realize you do. Maybe before they’ve started talking to you and got lost in your eyes, you weren’t their type either. 
I turn my head to Taehyung, his eyes are glistening under the moonlight as his gaze is fixed on the road in front of him, a slight smile tugging on the edge of his cherry lips. I bite down on my lower lip and nod to myself.

Maybe I wasn’t his perfect type when we first interacted but I’m the person he’s loving so passionately, the person he can’t go seconds without talking to, the person he calls beautiful every morning and I’m alright with that. I’m alright with him being the person I’ll be introducing to my parents as the person I will love until the rest of our lives.
That’s why, when I get asked about my ideal type I often respond with “I don’t have one” because I can’t tell them the truth. I can’t tell them that my ideal type is Kim Taehyung.  All I ever wanted was someone with a good heart and soft touch. Someone who can talk about their favorite things for hours and get totally lost in it. Someone who is willing to hold me during my worst nightmares but also can let me go when needed. Someone who hugs me from behind and tells me that everything will be alright when I’m feeling anxious. Someone who is proud to show me off in front of his friends, someone who tells me I’m pretty and kisses my forehead when I don’t feel like facing the world. Someone who gets jealous when I’m talking to another man but when confronted, won’t admit it. Someone who can tell me those three magical words over and over again and make it feel like the first time.
And I’m proud to have found that someone who I was never planning on meeting, someone who I thought I would never date until the day of our first date and since then, I’ve been proud to be his perfect type.


He puts the car into park and turns off the engine.
“Ready?” He asks, ripping me out of my daydream and I turn my head to the door to my house. The door my parents are waiting anxiously behind for our arrival, to finally meet my boyfriend. I gulp, feeling the anxiety raise inside of me. A lot of thoughts are running through my mind and I start feeling sweaty. Suddenly I feel his warm hand take mine into his and turn my reddened face towards him. He’s smiling at me passionately, his gaze meeting mine.

“It’s okay.” he says, his voice coming out in nothing more than a whisper. He cups my face with his hands and runs his thumb over my cheek, nodding understandingly. “I’m sure they won’t be able to hate me. If I was able to make you fall for me, I’m sure I’ll enchant them the minute we walk through that door.” he continues and points past me at the door at the end of my driveway.
I nod at his words and smile back at him once before placing a peck on his lips.

“You’re right. We’ll do fine.”

Taehyung exists the car before me and I watch his masculine frame run around the car to my side and opening the door for me. I giggle at his cute behavior and take his hand into mine. He lets the car door fall shut behind me and intertwines our fingers. The coming home light at the end of the driveway turns on and I hear familiar voices coming from behind the door.
“Ready” Taehyung asks, looking at me reassuringly.  Something inside me softens by his confident tone and gives me the last strength to do this.

I’m staring at my dad across the table, poking the steak on my plate with my fork. He doesn’t notice my worrying expression and keeps his eyes peeled on Taehyung sitting next to me. His hand takes mine under the table and circles the back of it with his thumb. I turn my attention towards him to see him smiling at me brightly. “Eat or your dinner will get cold.” he suggests, gesturing towards my poked food.
I let out a loud laugh and nod, shoving a piece into my mouth as I try to avoid eye contact with my dad. I hear a loud groan but decide to ignore it to not make things even more comfortable.
Mom is running around hectically, making sure Taehyung is not missing anything.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything else?” she asks, for what feels like the tenth time this evening.

I roll my eyes, feeling a hint of embarrassment by their behavior. “Mother…” I groan annoyed but Taehyung cuts me off.

“No it’s okay, thank you. Thank you for the food and welcoming me so heartily.” he answers in a soft tone, stroking your arm under the table.

I turn my head towards my mother and see her admiring Taehyung. She lets out a sigh, tilting her head to the sight to get a better view of him.
“What a lovely young gentleman and so handsome, you must feel proud to have him by your side, Y/N.”
I smile at her words, glad to have her think of him like that.
“Always take care of her like she’s the only treasurable thing in your live. If something happens to my babygirl because of you.“ my dad finally speaks up, raising his voice as he continues rambling. I want to cut him off in fright that Taehyung won’t understand his words as teasing.

“Don’t worry sir. I already think of her that way.”

I turn off the light in the bathroom and crawl into bed, lifting the covers over my body. Taehyung enters the room shortly after and winks at me from across the room. I giggle, lifting the covers over my head to silence my laughter.
Taehyung jumps into bed next to me and lifts the covers off my body, throwing them away. His gaze meets mine. He steadies his masculine body over mine and smiles gently.
“You did well today.” I admit, running my thumb over his cheek. A smile tugs on the edge of his lips by my confession.
“It was so hard princess…” he moans teasingly and pouts at me. I giggle, hitting his arm playfully.

“I should get something for my hard work.” He says, looking at me with big eyes. I furiously shake my head. “No, we can’t.” I respond, catching onto his train of thought and looking at him in disbelief.
He hits the bedding next to my head in frustration before looking at me again, biting down on his lower lip teasingly. “Please…”
I hesitate for a moment, trying to stay strong. “Remember what my dad said?” I ask and Taehyung nods knowingly.

“I’ll cut off your balls if you lay one of your filthy hands on my daughter.” He answers in a mocking voice and you can’t help but giggle at his impression.

Taehyung hands land firmly on each side of my head and he leans close to my face, so close that I can feel his breath brush across my ear. “Let’s keep it down.” he growls into your ear, placing a kiss on my earlobe.
A sharp sound of pleasure climbs my throat and I wrap my arms around my neck, threading my fingers through his wet hair, holding him to me.
Taehyung puts his hands on your waist, his fingers gently drifting along my back down to my hips, teasing the skin just beneath the waistband of my pants. He bends his head and places a soft kiss on my lips. The kiss grows deeper, hungrier until he breaks away from my lips and sears a trail of kisses down my neck, his hand roaming freely up my leg. I arch against him, pressing my breasts into his chest, looking for some relief for the ache that is spreading through my body, beating a pulse at the apex of my thighs.
He angles his head and deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine. I dug my nails into the back of his neck, trying to anchor myself to the ground.
He abandons my lips and blazes a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone and down the V-neck of my blouse, to the curve of my cleavage.
“You, Y/N.” he rasps. “Need to be unbuttoned, very badly.”

He slips the top button of my blouse through the hole. The fabric separates and he bents his head, kissing the slice of newly revealed skin. He reaches the button beneath my bra, kissing down my stomach until my shirt is completely gone. He traces a line up my midsection with the tip of his tongue. He pushes the blouse off my shoulders and I buckle my hips to help him remove it easier.
He pushes his thigh between my legs, grinding his erection into my hip and covering my mouth with his. He reaches behind me and unclips my bra, letting it fall loose. Taehyung leans in and runs the flat of his tongue over your hardened nipple before sucking it deep into his mouth. A sharp, hot arrow of desire hits me straight in the stomach and radiates out. My core aching.
He releases my nipple and his eyes wander down the body below him, licking his lips in satisfaction. “God, you’re fucking beautiful.”

He puts his hands on my thighs and pushes my pants down, revealing more skin. “I want these,” he moves his hand to the top of my leg, brushing his thumb along my hipbone, over the thin fabric of my lazed panties, “off.”

Before I can even process the rough words, he hooks his fingers into my underwear and starts tugging them down my legs.
“So much better.” he says, smirking at me seductively before he crawls off the bed and kneels down in front of my entrance, pulling my body closer to him.
When he leans in, his broad shoulders force her legs apart.
The first pass of his tongue over my flesh shocks me and I buck beneath his mouth, the pleasure so sharp, so intense. He grips her hips, blunt-tipped fingers digging into my skin as he holds me still, forcing me to submit.
I cover my eyes with my arm, my hips moving in time with the strokes of his tongue. I let out a silent moan of pleasure and press my body into his tongue. Suddenly he delivers a harsh slap to the inside of my thigh and I groan out in pain. Taehyung looks up at me from between my legs, his lips glistening.
“We don’t want to get caught, do we?” He asks teasingly and I shake my head.

He releases his hold on one of my hips and drops his hand down between my legs, his fingers joining with his mouth. He teases the entrance to my body with his finger, just teasing as he continues to taste me. I bite down on my fingers and squeeze my eyes shut to suppress moans from slipping out accidentally.
Then he slides a finger deep inside, stretching me while his tongue works its way over my clit again. I moan out in pleasure, pressing myself wantonly against his hot mouth. I want everything he can give and more.

He growls low in his throat and grabs my ass, delving his tongue deep inside.
“Is this what you want?” he says, sliding a finger deep inside at the same time he captures my clit between his lips, giving it a brief tug.
I pant and arch against him. “Yes, more.”
He adds another finger, and then slides them both in and out of me, exhaling his own groan. “You’re so tight baby.”

When I feel the knot in my stomach tighten, Taehyung releases himself from my sex and steadies himself over my body again. I curl my legs tighter around his body. He presses his lips against mine in a passionate kiss, his hands cupping my thighs, hooking them around his hips. He rocks his erection against me, creating glorious friction. I mewl and gyrate my hips underneath him.
“Tell me what you need.” he commands. I bite down on my lower lip and try to catch my breath. Just as I clutch him close, he quickly clasps my hands and pulls them over my head with one hand.
While I inhale deeply, he presses his hardness against my sex and locks eyes with me. “Tell me what you need.” he repeats, raising his voice at me slightly.
“You, daddy. Just you.” I repeat between heavy breaths.

His lips form into a smirk at my words and he nods, pulling his boxer shorts down with his free hand, revealing his erection to me. “That’s all I ever needed to hear.”
He pumps himself a few times, silent moans escaping his lips. I watch the pre-cum leak from his tip and lick my lips hungrily. He uses his hand to squeeze my thighs and lock my legs in position. The head of his cock bumps into my fast-slickening opening and my juices damp my inner thighs. His fingers dug deeply into my flesh. He hands control over to me for a few moments, groaning as I buck forward and impale my entrance on the smooth, hot steel of his cock.
I rear up and his cock struck my clit, sending electric quivers of pleasure through me. He slowly eases himself further into me, filling me up completely and holding his thrusts to help me adjust to him.
He quickens his pace, his thighs hitting mine, pressing me further into the mattress. He watches our bodies as one and he rims my opening with his fingertip, circling around his dick.
He grasps my bottom, squeezing my butt cheek as he quickens his thrusts. I moan out at the sensation, feeling my  walls tighten around him.
I let my head fall into the white bedsheet and moan out as my orgasm rushes through my body.
Taehyung thrusts into me faster when he feels me coming around him and feels his orgasms rush through his body, groaning as he comes onto my stomach.

I’m sitting at the table, still exhausted from last night’s activity. I’m quietly chewing on a piece of bread, with my hand stroking Taehyung’s hand gently when suddenly my brother speaks up. “Did you sleep well Taehyung?” he asks, grinning mischievously. I gulp, feeling the blood rush into my cheeks.
Taehyung looks between him and your brother and nods. “I did.”
“Was impossible not to hear.” He answers quietly, his words coming out as nothing more than a whisper as he giggles.
My dad clears his throat and leans closer to my boyfriend. “What did I say about laying a hand on my daughter?” he asks.
I suddenly feel a rush of anxiety run through my body as I notice the smirk tugging on Taehyung’s lips. He leans in closer, his mouth only a hairs-breadth away from my dad’s.
“I can’t help that your daughter calls me daddy too…” he answers, winking at him before leaning back into the chair.

I nearly choke on my toast by his words and look at him with big eyes. Maybe my perfect type isn’t so perfect after all.


Love, Youngmi

GOT7 - jealous.

i have 3 requests of jealous got7 or something like that, so, here it is!  ♡


Jaebum: He’s very jealous, but he knows how to control. If someone tries to flirt with you, he immediately shows that he’s your boyfriend. “Jae, don’t worry, you know I’m never going to flirt with somebody else or anything.” “I know you won’t, but I don’t trust other people.” “So what if someone try to flirt with me? I’m yours anyway.” “Yes. Sorry, I love you.” He smiled innocently, like a child. “Yeah, yeah.I love you too.

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Jinyoung: Most of the time, he isn’t jealous. And sometimes you tease him, just to see his reaction. "You were not jealous?” “No, why would I be? You date me, not him.” He laughed. “Are you kidding me? EVEN WHEN I TEASE YOU, YOU GET JEALOUS!” He laughed even more. “Hm, to tell you the truth, I get jealous, but I try to pretend I’m not, because I know you don’t like it.” “You know what? You’re the cutest boyfriend in the world, I love you.” “I love you, now give me a hug.” He opened his arms and hugged you.

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Mark: So fucking jealous. He’s the type who gets jealous for stupid reasons and then pouts. “But you weren’t paying attention to me.” “Mark, I was just talking to him. Stop being so childish.” “I’m not!” He said pouting even more. “See? Such a CHILD!” “I’m 23!” “Yeah? Looks like 5!” “Okaaaaay. I’m sorry, I love you.” “I love you too, little baby.”

Originally posted by got7official

Jackson: He’s so jealous, that’s obvious. But he pretended not to be. You’ve been talking to Mark for a long time. Then you come to him. “Hey, love.” You sat on his lap. “Hey.” “It’s everything okay?” “Yes.” “Are you sure?” “I am.” “You look strange …” “Why don’t you ask your friend Mark?” “Aw! Are you jealous?” “No!” “Oh, he’s jealous. How cute.” “Stop, I’m not.” “Stop lying.” “Okay, maybe I’ll be a little bit.” “I knew it!” You started laughing. “Stop laughing.” “Sorry baby.”

Originally posted by jiaerrs

Youngjae: It was funny to see how he act when he was jealous. You were talking to a friend and received a text from him saying, “I see you. Tell him to go away.” You started laughing and saw him across the room. A while later, you come to him and he was pretending to be angry. “Hm, are you mad?” “I am.” “No, you not, come here, hug me.” “Let me be angry with you a little bit, jagi!” He said and hugged you. “Never!”

Originally posted by holyfuckmark

Bambam: He likes to show you to everyone. When he saw some guy looking at you, he would hug you or when a guy talked to you, he would give him deadly looks. “He’s your boyfriend?” Your cousin asked pointing to Bambam. “Yes.” You laughed. “He’s looking at me in a weird way. I’m scared.” “Don’t worry, he’s just jealous.” “Doesn’t he know I’m your cousin?” “No, and we will not let him know. It’s funny to see him jealous.”

Originally posted by stanfx

Yugyeom: If you made him jealous, he was going to make you jealous too. It always a competition. “Who’s your friend?” He approached you, holding you by the waist. “No one important.” You laughed and turned around to him. “Good. I was thinking about going to talk to some girl because you were not paying attention to me.” “What a baby!”

Originally posted by got7ish


REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!!!!

got7 reactions: married life.

HERE IT IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG I HAVE BEEN VERY SIDETRACKED, BUT HERE IT IS NOW AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT. TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT.

ALSO I AM ALWAYS LOOKING TO MAKE NEW FRIENDS SO DONT HESITATE TO MESSAGE ME AND AS ALWAYS MY REQUEST BOX IS OPEN.


JB: married life with Jaebum in my opinion would be very domestic. Dinner together every night, or as many nights as he can. Breakfast together at the dining table, date nights on the weekends, buying furniture and going grocery shopping together JB strikes me as someone who would kill for all those marriage life he sees on TV. He strikes me as someone who wants the normal stuff and enjoys it. Cooking together and sleeping in each other’s arms every night, he would want it all.

Originally posted by curlstae

Mark: married life with mark, my lord I can picture it already (*cough* not my bias or anything *cough *) married life with mark would be serene and peaceful. He would want to pamper and take care of his lovely wife, little surprises here and there, cooking for her, drawing her a bath. But also it would be water gun fights in the house and pushing her in the pool. Dragging her out to a different adventure every time. Raising coco together and maybe get another dog.

Originally posted by thekpopquartet

Jinyoung: married life with Jinyoung would be very romantic and domestic, kind of like JB. He seems very traditional and it feels like his married life would be the same. Date night, romantic dinner in candlelight, cheesy romantic gestures, rose petals on the bed with candles all around when he forgot an anniversary or a date. Drawing you a bubble bath and joining you to give you a massage when you tell him you had a long day. Overall romantic and traditional.

Originally posted by markjin

Jackson: this man was made to be a husband (*cough * right Lisa @jisawang *cough *) he would be the protective kind. Always making sure his wife was okay and healthy and would pamper her every chance he got, which would end up being every other day. He would try to rope her into his workout sessions, which all depending on his S/O would be either very easy or very hard. He would want to have romantic nights making sure you know how much he loves you *wink wink * and other times he would come home frustrated and just pin you to the wall. Married life with Jackson will be praises and adoration from him and from you, reminding him of what a beautiful talented man he is whenever he starts doubting.

Originally posted by markjin

Youngjae: oh my sweet sweet child, my little sunshine. Married life would be just that; sunshine. Everyday would be so bright and joyful he would make sure you are always happy and smiling. (Which would be hard not to cause that angels smile would be contagious.) He would be so caring and attentive to you. He would want to sing you to sleep to you every night or really every chance he got. Cooking in the kitchen; sing, cleaning the house; sing, taking a shower; sing. You would be blessed with that boys vocals everyday. He would probably get a dog in the first few months of your married life, if you didn’t have one already. He would be very playful, going out to the park, the beach, the pool, amusement park you name it, if you can play and have maximum fun, you bet your ass you are doing it. I just love that boy so much, CHERISH HIM!

Originally posted by huggableyoungjae

Bambam: okay dabdab. Dear lord I hope you like memes. That boy would want you guys to always be trendy. Follow every new Internet trend, fashion trend, food trend; you name it, if its top 10 you are making your life about it. He is a fashionista so life with him would always be fashionable. He will probably drag you shopping every week, so if you don’t like shopping like myself, brace yourselves, and learn to love it cause its gonna be a big part of your life. He would be very playful, cracking jokes, playing pranks, teasing. Your house life wouldn’t be domestic per say but it will never be boring.  You would be in bed getting ready to sleep and end up both laughing so hard you have tears running down your face. Bambam would always make sure you were happy, and would find a way to make it up to you if you had a fight or forgot a date. Married life with Bambam would be silly jokes and all the trends he can find and a lot of laughs, there will never be a dull moment.

Originally posted by wassereis

Yugyeom: okay this little bunny, this sinful bunny am I right ladies no? Okay lets just get right to it. Married life with this bun would be giggly, let me explain. This boy is pretty much shy no matter what he lets on, on stage. So even though you guys would be married it would be whole new experience for him. Even if you have been living together prior, for him it will feel like the first time all over again. He is gonna be excited for everything with you. Late nights of him showing you a new choreography, boasting to his hyungs when you make him lunch, eating breakfast together and supper would be the things he will be very serious about. Spending as much time as possible with each other and making sure you are eating. He would be a flirt, now when I say flirt I mean just with you. He would flirt just like the very first day he met you. He would feel excited about getting into the domestic life and would be extra on all those ordinary things married couples do. Married life with Yugyeom will be somewhat innocent and pure but also exciting and safe. You will never feel insecure or unstable cause he will make sure of it. *whispers * protect him*      

Originally posted by chichangyu

Mistaken Identity

Originally posted by highwaytosupernatural

Summary: Mistaking Dean for your blind date saves your life… literally

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,500

Warnings: making out? Home invasion/being attacked in your own home. 

A/N: This is for @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog trope challenge! My prompt was #22: mistaken identity leads to a relationship. Considering doing a part 2, but unsure at the moment. Enjoy!

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anonymous asked:

Thank you for your amazing blog. Can I make a request where they not dating, but MC needs somebody to pretend as her bf/gf for a party or a meeting and asks RFA and Saeran for help? And during that pretending they understand that they have feelings for MC.

Hahaha yes, this is the kind of request I would ask myself, I love this romantic comedy’s situations so much! <3
So I did as mini-fics, because I obviously got carried away, I hope you all enjoy this!

RFA + Saeran pretending to date MC

Zen

“Think of it as a chance to show your impressive acting skills, Zen.” That was the winning argument to convince him to pretend to be your boyfriend during the rehearsal dinner of your brother’s wedding. As much as you love your brother, it’s extremely annoying when he and other family members start teasing you for still being single. And the comparisons about your lives are so mean. Just imagine now that he’s getting married with this almost perfect lady.

“Well, the perfect boyfriend is a role I haven’t tried yet… I’ll accept this challenge, MC, although it would be like playing myself…” you giggle. It was a weird request, but you have been so nice to everybody in RFA, how could he say “no” to a friend in need? Plus, he loves weddings!

Okay, not this one so much. Why is everybody so snob? He’s waiting for Jumin Han to show up at any moment, this event suits him really well! Now he gets why you wouldn’t want to endure this by yourself, you’re so… different from all of this. You’re bubbly and spontaneous, adorably clumsy…  he grins reminding you chugging a beer can and making a funny face because of the bitter taste a couple of days ago at his apartment.

“Brother, this is Zen, my… boyfriend.” You introduce them to each other.

“Call me Hyun, she usually does when we’re alone.” And he smiles at you, holding your hand. Okay, no need to imply sexual stuff here, but if it will convince your brother…

“You’re an actor, right? I recognize you! How much did she pay you to hire you?” you shiver, he is… almost right there… how can he be so smart? Ugh…

Zen smiles, but inside he wants to tell your brother to go to hell. Is this the kind of thing you say to your sister’s boyfriend? Well… he’s not really your boyfriend, but… that’s really mean! He’s basically implying Zen’s a gigolo, but worst of it, he’s insulting you telling you wouldn’t be able to date someone without paying for it. Zen knows you enough to tell you could captivate any person’s heart if you really wanted to! Yes, your ability to do whatever you want so freely is something he really admires about you. No, he can’t let you be treated like this.

“She pays me with her beautiful smile and the gloss in her enchanting eyes everytime she watches my performances. You would know if you paid more attention to your sister instead of trying to make her feel down. My brother wasn’t nice to me, and maybe I deserved it. But she doesn’t, so be nice to her before she decides to run away like I did… come on, MC. Let’s dance!” he tights the grip on your hand and drags you to the dance floor, you and your brother look at each other, he’s shocked and you’re like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You two are on the dance floor, one of his hands on your back, the other one holding yours. Why did that come from? It’s been years he doesn’t think about his brother… something about seeing the sweetest person he knows doesn’t getting the treatment she deserves stirred something inside him. You’re looking at him very curious, gosh, your eyes are really glossy… it’s so hot in here… “S-Sorry if I crossed a line there. He’s your brother after all and…” he feels running out of air when you rest your head on his chest. You must look like a real couple, your brother is probably looking. Yes… that’s why you’re doing this after all, right? 

“Thank you for having my back, Hyun. You’re such a great actor.” Acting? Oh… yeah, he was acting, right? But why does he feel out of character right now?  


Yoosung

This is bad! This is really bad! What is he doing here? Why did he even agree to this? “Please, Yoosung, pleeeeease. You’re the only one I trust to do this.” Oh yeah, that’s why… you begged him over the phone, and something about trusting him to play your boyfriend made him feel so manly and confident. You could have asked Zen or Jumin, but you chose HIM! You thought he would be a good boyfriend to introduce to your friend who was in town for that night. He is such a good friend, but he’s been teasing you about your relationships since high school. According to him, every guy you date end up arrested or in rehab… This is getting old, really…

“Well… I’ll probably never end up in jail or rehab, MC… so, if you insist so much… why… why not?” you gave him such a tight hug, and he felt his whole face burning. You smelled so good that day… and you smell even greater today at this weird country bar…

“This is my boyfriend, Yoosung. He is a vet student.” You introduce him, the guy shakes his hand firmly, what’s with you and your friend to have such a tight grip? Well, at least yours was really gentle…

“College? But you look like you’re 16, dude! I was going to say MC is such a cougar!” he blushes. Oh god… this guy isn’t buying this at all! He would feel so bad for not being convincing after the way you begged him for doing this.

“Well, MC looks really young too, so I guess we look like a sweet sixteen couple.” You giggle and put your hand over his. “Hah, what did I tell you? Isn’t he adorable?” “I guess…” the guy shrugs, but he doesn’t mind, he can only focus on the warmth from your smooth hand.

You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, and the guy sits on your chair. “Back off, dude! She’s mine!” “Wh-What?” “It is what it is, she dated all those bad guys and eventually she’ll notice I’m the only one good enough for her. Back off before you end up hurt!” Was that a threat? “MC… MC can choose whoever she wants, I won’t back off if she really likes me!” but she doesn’t, this is just play pretend… no, forget it! This dude is an asshole! You can’t be with someone like this! You deserve better! Maybe not him, but… definitely not this guy.

“Hey, gentlemen, what did I miss?” you come back, but the tension is still there… “Nothing much, your boyfriend here was telling me he wants to ride the mechanical bull over there…” “What? Really, Yoosung?” “I… I…” “What’s the problem, boy? Are you scared?” this asshole’s smirk, ugh… “I’ll show you scared!” he gets up and gives his name to the guy who controls the machine.

How did he get the guy to manipulate him like that? Ugh… both you and him are watching this, and he’s so close to you… ASSHOLE! Oh, this was such a bad idea! Such a bad ide… oh no! The bull is moving! The bull is moving!!!

3 seconds, that’s what it took for Yoosung to hit his face on the upper part of the mechanical bull and fall. You promptly run to him.

“Holy shit, Yoosung! Are you okay?” he can’t tell you how much it hurts… so he smiles, and you look shocked. “Yoosung, your… your tooth!” “Whath? Whath’s wronc wif my toof?” Oh… now he feels, actually, he doesn’t feel! Where is one of his incisors?

“I’m so sorry I dragged you to this, Yoosung. I feel so bad!” “Don’th worry, MC. Ith was my idhea anyway. I hope your frrriend isn’t madh or anyfing.” “Ugh, forget him, I couldn’t stand his hissy fit! Can you believe he wanted me to just let you here alone on the dentist and hang out with him? What an asshole!” he smiles when he hears that, but he shouldn’t be smiling, this is so embarrassing!

You go with him to the dentist’s office, and noticing he’s a little scared, hold his hand. He looks at you and you whisper. “Don’t need to be afraid, I’m here…”
He isn’t afraid of the dentist (well, maybe a little…), what’s really scaring him is how much his heart is pounding due to your hand on his, but he’s the one tightening the grip.


Jaehee

“MC, I don’t know how to play mini-golf!” she told you over and over, but did you listen? “It doesn’t matter! I do! I just need someone to make me company!” well, making you company it’s totally different than pretending to be your girlfriend… “Yeah, but my friend and his boyfriend keep teasing me for being bi and just dating guys, I hate it!”

Well, that’s really douchy of them, why would you hang out with people who put your sexuality in debate like this? No, she needs to protect you and maybe teach them a thing or two! That’s the least she could do after you helping her to leave C & R and starting her own business.

“This is Jaehee, my girlfriend.” You introduce her, she shakes their hands as if they’re business partners.

“Oh, you’re so formal! I thought MC had hired an assistant.” Seriously, how douchy! Why such a sweet girl like you hang with people like this? “So ladies, shall we play?”

She is so bad at this! Why did you ask her to do this? “Here, I’ll show you!” you come behind her and put your hands on hers. What’s… what’s happening? Your hair fall on her shoulders… it smells so good… focus, Jaehee! Focus!

“Hey, you can’t help, MC!” “Oh, on which paragraph of the strict regulation of mini-golf is this written?” Jaehee chuckles. Okay, so maybe you know how to defend yourself, you and your friend probably have this kind of feisty friendship… but still, not cool of him to doubt your sexuality, she didn’t forget that!

You can easily compensate for her lack of ability, and it’s so good to watch you play. Your focused eyes, the huge smile you put on when the ball falls in the hole, and even your disappointed face for missing, it’s just… hypnotizing!
“Hey, girl, focus! If you keep distracted like this, she’ll dump you for another guy!” “Fuck you!” you yell, she feels her blood boiling. What… a… douche! She’s not distracted! She got this! Bring it on!

The ball travels painfully slow, or is she seeing this on slow motion? This isn’t the decisive shot yet, but she really wants to hit it! She wants you to feel proud of her! It spins around the hole boarders, one turn… two turns… and the ball doesn’t fall in the hole. Crap!

“Ha! Good luck next time, sweety!” “Dude, you don’t need to be this douchy!” you reprehend him. “What? Did I hurt your precious girlfriend? Jesus, MC, you’ve been so sensitive today. I changed my mind, I liked you more when you dated boys.” “Good, so no reason for us to keep hanging out, then. Goodbye.” You grab her hand and walk away. Oh wow… she thought she would have to be the one to say something, but apparently, you can take care of yourself! Yes, you’re the one who taught her to don’t be around places and people who only hurt you, obviously you would know how to do this by yourself. You’re so strong!

“Do you want to keep playing without them?” she asks, she doesn’t want this, huh, date (?) to end. “Yeah, sure! I’ll show you one of my tricks, come here!”
And there you are behind her again, teaching her how to swing it properly, your arms around her, your body so close. She feels bad, actually, you are showing her everything you know, but she’s not absorbing anything, she can only focus on your breathing on her back.


Jumin
“Oh, come on… I bet you heard a million times how much of boyfriend material you are, Jumin.” “I… didn’t really know what this means, MC.” “It means you’re the son-in-law every mother would like her daughter to be with.” He was so reluctant about it, why would you ask him? You could have asked Zen or Seven, who like to pretend a lot.

“It’s just… my mom is… how can I say? Huh… a cat mom too?” What do you mean by “too”? Oh okay, now he gets it, Zen is allergic and can’t be around cats, and Seven is a cat abuser, none of them would cause a good impression on your mother who’s been trying to introduce you to a guy she thinks would be a good suitor for you. God, she has no chill! Doesn’t she get it you don’t want to get married now?

So he agrees, you’re such a hardworker preparing for the party and taking care of everybody in RFA, including him. You’re kinda like V, but sweeter and… funnier, and, well, your looks are better too.

“Mom, that’s Jumin Han, my boyfriend. And that princess here is Elizabeth the 3rd.” yes, you insisted on bringing Elizabeth, how could he decline when you consider even Elizabeth an RFA member?

“Hum… you seem rich. Finally you’re coming to your senses and looking for a wealth husband, huh?” that’s… rude! Not even his father, who doesn’t seem to care about these boundaries, would say something like this to him.

“With all due respect, madam, your daughter keeps telling you her lack of interest in getting married, you should start respecting her wishes. I have a deep respect for family, but I don’t think parents should force their children on something they don’t want to do just because they know the children would do it due to all the respect they have. I believe what I’m trying to say is, don’t use of misfeasance on your daughter, she’s smart and caring, and… although every man would be lucky to have her as his wife, if she doesn’t want it, her wishes should be respected.” Wow… where did all this come from? Not even he can believe his own… eloquence talking about you.

“I hope this isn’t your excuse to stall her, boy.” “My intentions with you daughter are truly serious, just know I respect her… a lot.” He knows you’re looking at him, he wouldn’t dare to look at you right know, though, your eyes are something he doesn’t know how to handle, for some reason.

“Well, your head him, ma. Come on, Jumin, let me show you the other cats.” You grab his wrist, your hand is so soft… and warm and… what’s happening? He feels his arm melting from your touch.

“Hey, thanks for having my back. I knew I asked the right person.” “Because I like cats?” “That too, but… I knew you’re reasonable enough to put some senses on my mom’s head, you said I am smart and caring, but you’re even more caring than you think, you know that?” oh… so he was always your first option on this? He feels… honored, and really comfortable about being so reliable to you. He would feel sad if you found out that it’s not that he is caring, it’s just… he really cares about you…


Saeyoung

“So, wait, let me get this straight: you want me to join you on a karaoke bar with your crazy cousin?” “Yeah, but how do you know he’s crazy?” “Hello…” “Oh yeah, background check…” “BINGO! I saw his posts on your timeline, he’s a… whack nut, huh?” “Yeah, so I thought you could really get along…” “OUCH!”

He pretended he was offended, but he was really down for this. The guy seems fun, karaokes are fun, you’re basically his favorite person in the whole world, why not? So what if he had to pretend to be your boyfriend? It wasn’t uncomfortable, actually it was… it was… the greatest mission 707 has ever been assigned! Yes, Defender of Justice will protect the most amazing lady from the handful cousin who has been in love for you since you were little kids and doesn’t get it that dating relatives is kinda weird! He won’t be the boyfriend you need, he will be the boyfriend you deserve! Or… something like this…

“This is Saeyoung, my boyfriend!” you introduce him. His hand shake is firm, too firm, actually… ouch, he’s hurting his hand!

“I see you have a thing for gingers, huh, MC?” oh yeah, he’s redhead too… sorta, his hair looks dyed.

“Well, MC is so unique and amazing, it’s kinda obvious she would fall for someone who’s among 1% of human population, you know… NATURAL gingers.” He smirks, and the guy shoots dagger with his eyes. Saeyoung puts his arm around your shoulder and kiss your head, oh, that was good… can he do this again?

“So, MC… remember the song we used to sing every family reunion? I was John Travolta, you’re Olivia Newton John, and we talked about those summer nights…” “Oh yeah, so tacky, right?” Saeyoung holds back the need to yell an “OUCH!”

“Well, I think it’s kinda romantic! Right, dude? Aren’t you romantic?” “Oh… huh, I’m more like the playful and teasing type…” Yes… if you were looking for romance, Saeyoung wouldn’t be the best suitor… did you want someone romantic? “Well, the MC I know it’s all about romance…” yeah, Saeyoung also could get that vibe from you…he know he isn’t suitable for you after all, but… why does it bother him so much?

“So… MC, do you want to sing “Summer Nights”? For old time’s sake? “A-Actually, I… I would like to sing something.” Saeyoung gets up quickly. “You do?” you ask, curiosity dancing in your eyes. “Yeah, just watch me!” he kisses your head again, why can’t he stop doing this?

“Yes, good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I dedicate this song to my adorable girlfriend. MC, this one is for you!” you were waiting for some cheesy ballad, and can’t hold your shocked face when he choose “I believe in a thing called Love” by The Darkness. He sings all the falsettos and even does some air guitar, you have no idea how to react, but… it’s impossible not to smile.
Judging from your cousin’s face, he totally got the message. Although Saeyoung isn’t sure what is the message, actually. All he cares about is the hug you give him when he gets down the stage.

“Is this romantic enough for you?” “I couldn’t care less about romance, this is just my cousin blinded by love. Anyway… mission accomplished, agent 707. You should win a medal for all the services you did!”

A mission… right… this was just a mission. He always felt relieved after his missions were over, that’s the only one he doesn’t want to be dismissed.


Saeran

“Listen to me, no matter how much I beg, how much I plead, you can’t let me try any move on him, you got it?” “Yeah, yeah… I got it, you don’t need to repeat this again!” your ex-boyfriend is single again, you never forgot him, and everything started spinning when he invited you for some drinks, but… you know how much of a fuckboy he can be. You have your pride! You have your dignity! You have Saeran as your most honest friend, so you know he’s the only one capable of making you stay away from the guy. And hopefully, keeping the guy away from you by pretending to be your boyfriend.

Why would he say yes to such a lame idea? Can’t you deal with your own shit like the grown ass woman you are? Well, it’s been a while since he doesn’t leave his brother’s house, and if it is with you, he feels more comfortable. Also, your whining was annoying him. Okay, not annoying, more like… persuading him…

“Hey, this is Saeran, my boyfriend!” you’re hesitant about holding his hand. Will this be convincing if you don’t really have much of physical contact?
“Nice to meet you, bro. Hey! Hold her tight, or I’ll be ready to snatch her away!” you blush… OH HELL NO! You can’t be possibly falling for this! Saeran wrap his arm around your shoulder and pull you closer, staring at the guy.

“Good luck trying.” You’re so close, why do you smell so good? Shit, did you put all this perfume for this guy? Ugh… that’s so lame!

The night goes on, he notices the subtle flirt between you two. This dude really is a fuckboy, making moves on a girl who’s already taken and… well, okay, not technically, but still… he’s a player! And you can be silly most of the times, but you’re not that dumb! Saeran knows you’re not! That brave girl who’s been helping him with therapy can’t fall for these cheap moves!

But he gotta say, you flirting is… kinda cute, the way you bounce your hair and smile playfully, yes… this isn’t for him, though. And it’s bothering him!
“Hey, h-ho-honey, can I talk to you for a second? Alone!” you nod a ‘yes’ and you two get close to the door. “Let’s get out of here!”

“What? Why? No, I’m having fun!” “Exactly, and you shouldn’t have, right?” “Please, Saeran, pleeeeease, let’s stay!” “Sorry, I have direct orders to not give in to your pleading.” You get mad: “Fine! I’ll go back by myself!” you turn your back on him, only to look at you ex talking with this other girl.

Saeran’s arm is around you again, now leading you out of there. You’re not crying, thank God! But you look really hurt, and he hates that!

“Wait! Are you seriously sad over this guy who doesn’t give a shit about you? I thought you were smarter, MC.” Great, now you’re crying! Good job, Saeran!
“Hey, don’t… don’t cry. I… don’t know what to tell you, but…” you hug him, your alluring perfume is all over him now. “Do you mind if we stay like this for a while? You don’t have to say anything, just… stay like this…” “Okay, I guess…”
This is weird… so fucking weird! He never touched someone like this before… is he doing it right? Is it supposed to be this good?

137 Winter  Writing Prompts!

1. “Come out in the snow with me!”

2. “I can’t believe it’s already snowing,”

3. “Want some cocoa?”

4. “I’m baking!”

5. "I can’t feel my legs.”

6. “Don’t open those till later!”

7. “What’d you get me?”

8. “Thanks for the.. Uh.. Gift?”

9. “I have no clue what this is supposed to be.”

10. "I’d rather stay inside.”

11. “The house is so warm.”

12. “It’s warm inside.”

13. “There’s no way I’m going out in that weather!”

14. “Is this the first time you’ve seen snow?”

15. “Isn’t it beautiful?”

16. “Happy New Year’s Eve eve eve eve eve eve eve!”

17. “It’s New Years, aren’t you going to kiss me?”

18. “I wonder where that mistletoe came from.”

19. “Do we have to kiss at midnight?”

20. “Hug me so I can Get warm.”

21. “You’re like a heater!”

22. “Bah humbug.”

23. “You’re useless with wrapping presents!”

24. “Why did you get this for me?”

25. “Merry Christmas, you dork!”

26. “You can wait another 24 hours to open presents.”

27. “I hate waiting.”

28. “Let’s listen to Christmas albums and get drunk off of eggnog.”

29. “Eggnog sucks, fight me.”

30. “Eggnog rules, bite me.”

31. “You’re as red as Rudolph!”

32. “Christmas hats are the bomb, okay?”

33. “Let this be over now.”

34. “No, you can not start listening to Christmas albums before Halloween.” - “Well I disagree.”

35. “Halloween is better.”

36. “Let’s have Hallowmas!”

37. “Isn’t the snow just amazing?”

38. “No white Christmas this year…”

39. “Let’s see who can catch the most snowflakes with their tongue!”

40. “Snow angels!”

41. “Do you wanna Build a-” - “Absolutely not.”

42. “You look cute when you’re cold.”

43. “Let’s sit by the fire.”

44. “Up to roasting marshmallows?”

45. “Come on! Can I open just one?”

46. “You have flour on you face.”

47. “Who knew making cookies was this hard?”

48. “Easier said than done.”

49. “Let’s go get some pre made dough.”

50. “We burned it all…”

51. “Ginger bread people are very serious!”

52. “Cookie frosting contest!!!”

53. “I think I’ve has enough cookies for two years… Wait is that pie?”

54. “Let’s have an all pie Christmas!”

55. “What do you mean ‘too many cookies’?”

56. “Can you reach that spot on the tree?”

57. “We have to get that tree!”

58. “Did someone spike the eggnog?”

59. “Yes I have four trees. Don’t judge me.”

70. “Where’s the topper!”

71. “The tree looks… Nice…”

72. “Oh wow.”

73. “We must win the house lights contest!”

74. “I think we need glitter.”

75. “I made too much tea. Didn’t i?”

76. “Want some tea?”

77. “Did someone eat half of the cookies?!?”

78. “Just because it’s Christmas/New Years doesn’t mean I have to dress up.”

79. “It’s New Years/ Christmas! Of course I need to dress up!”

80. “What the hell do I get them?”

81. “That’s perfect for them!”

82. “Light the candle!”

83. “Why is it so damn cold?”

84. “Happy Hanukkah!”

85. “Let’s watch stupid Christmas movies and get wasted.”

86. "It’s too cold to do anything!”

87. “thanks for the gift… I guess.”

88. “Hey, at least you tried.”

89. “Snow ball fight!!!”

90. “Our ginger bread house is just… Sad.”

91. "My cookies are far better than yours.”

92. “Oh my GOD how did you make these!?!”

93. “This is the best cookie I’ve very eaten.”

94. “This is the worst cookie I’ve ever eaten.”

95. "How could someone make food this badly?”

96. “tea is so much better than cocoa!”

97. “Cocoa is superior to tea!”

98. “Why are we fighting over beverages!?!”

99. “Sit down and eat the damn food!”

100. “We need to make food for how many people?!?”

101. "You’re cute when you’re freezing.”

102. “All I want for Christmas is you!”

103. “No way you’re going out in the snow in that!”

104. “Did you actually get a Santa suit?”

105. “Catching snowflakes with your tongue is harder than it looks…”

106. “I may die if it gets any colder.”

107. “Finally! Snow!”

108. “Happy Festivus!”

109. “So you’re telling me that you got everyone dollar store makeup for their gifts?!?””

110. “It’s Christmas! You’d think at least someone would be selling trees!”

111. “Wake me up when it’s Christmas.”

112. “Wake me up when Winter’s over.”

113. “Winter is my favorite time of the year!”

114. “Who stole all the gifts!?!”

115. “There’s so much snow in my boots.”

116. “We’re snowed in!”

117. “Are you sure you want to get me a gift?”

118. “I don’t deserve you…”

119. “So… Looks like we’re the only ones without dates, huh.”

120. “Wanna kiss?”

121. “I’m alone on valentines day. What could get worse?”

122. “Looks like we’re stuck here until all the snow blows over..”

123. “Seriously!?! The powers out?”

124. “Who sent these chocolates and flowers?”

125. “I don’t deserve this gift, Y/n. You have to take it back.”

126. “I think eating Chocolate alone on a holiday is completely normal.”

127. “Did i actually sleep through Christmas/New years/ Hanukkah?”

128.1 ‘Did you actually dye your hair red and green?”

128.2 “Seriously did you dye your hair blue for winter?”

128.3 “How is it possible to dye your hair gold for new years.”

129. “We’re not going to spend the holidays alone and sad. i won’t allow that!”

130. “I’m bringing the holiday party to you!”

131. “Please come over. I don’t want to be alone on Christmas.”

132. “Yes i’m out clubbing on new years. Please just pick me up!”

134. “I think i love you. Wow that sounds so cliche.”

135.  “I know that people usually kiss under mistletoe but.. I had other things planned.”

136. “Seriously, staring at me won’t get me to be your new years date.”

137. “You know i could never leave you alone on your favorite holiday.”


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