happy birthday @mangothatismelancholy !! i know im a few hours early but i won’t have much time to post it tomorrow morning ahaha. i hope you like this and i hope i remembered correctly that daddy kink was your favorite (?). also i hope you have a great birthday dude!!!
This is a One Shot about Harry being your best friend and falling asleep on top of you. Unfortunately, that’s the exact time your friend decides to talk about how obvious it is that you have feelings for each other.
A/N: I’M BAAAACK!! It’s the 2 month anniversary of this account and we’re a squad of 523… a number I never thought I’d reach let alone reach in 2 months so thank you my lovelies xx I thought I’d greet this 2 month hiatus return with a hella long imagine x so enjoy reading and send me imagine requests (i’m only answering ships every thurs) xx
“Sirius wins.” You announced, standing up from your leaning position on the wall.
“No way!” James protested, panting.
“I have an unfair advantage. You see these cheekbones? Aerodynamically suited for speed.” Sirius said, somehow he said it seriously. ‘Well those cheekbones are sharp’, you found yourself thinking.
You rolled your eyes and started walking around the sofa, spotting Lily as you did so. “Hey Lils.” You smiled.
“Hey, oh sit, I want to ask you something.”
You winked at James who was practically drooling over Lily and sat down. Eventually, you’d satisfactorily answered her question and you were free to go.
“How do you do it?” James asked immediately as you sat down.
“Well, you see, I bend my knees and let gravity pull me to my seat. It’s-”
“Shut up, you know what I mean.”
Remus had started sniggering at his friend’s stupidity. James shot Remus a threatening glare, stopping him immediately and went back to his book.
You giggled slightly and continued chatting, “Just talk to her like she’s a normal person.”
“I’ve been trying!” He groaned. In all the years you had known James, you’d never seen him act like this about a girl- ‘if only Sirius felt like this about me’ you thought.
Sirius came back from his shower shortly after, shooing Remus further over the sofa so he could sit in his favourite spot that, coincidentally, was next to you.
At around 11, you finally felt your eyes grow heavy and flutter shut, falling asleep next to Sirius.
Sirius admired you as you slept, unaware of his surroundings, he loved everything about you and you just seemed more beautiful lit by the fire: your eyelashes cast soft shadows over your cheekbones, your lips were slightly parted and your brows slightly furrowed.
And James watched as his best friend admired another, both so painfully obviously in love yet so blind to it.
You stirred slightly, breaking both boys reverie, Sirius shot up and announced he was going to bed. You waved him good night sleepily and was about to go to bed yourself when James pounced a question on you.
“Does Lily like me?”
“You know she does you twat. She just doesn’t want to give in, she has no reason to, you’re always available to her.”
James looked as though he was going to defend himself but thought better of it.
A familiar look spread across his tanned face and you straightened up, “Potter, I know that look, stop, no.”
“You like Sirius.” you spluttered from shock but James merely continued, “I like Lily. They like us back. We need to make them jealous.”
“Fuck off.” You whinged, not in the mood for a ‘Potter Plan’ as you and Eudaimonia called them.
“Nah, hear me out. We pretend to date, they get jealous and boom, love is in the air.” James looked at you triumphantly, the look not faltering when you glared back.
“Ew, gross, no. You’re like my brother.”
“Calm down, it’s not like I’d ever date you.”
“Doing great, dear.”
“You know what I mean.”
You paused, pondering the idea, and took a deep breath, “Until Friday.”
Request: @zachandreggie : Hey! Could you please do imagine 57 with Montgomery? Thankyou! :)
Author’s note: This was so much fun to write!! Also this is my first fic don;t judge *sweats* Thanks for requesting! btw y/f/c means your favorite color
[Spring Break, Saturday morning] Soft sunlight peaked through your kitchen windows as you trudged through your kitchen-wearing a grayish blue tshirt that wasn’t yours, reaching almost to your knees and short y/f/c pajama shorts that were hidden under this stolen shirt- on a quest for some toast. Exhausted from the party the night before, you replay the loud music, dancing, and all your sweet moments with Montgomery. You look to your side and see Monty passed out on the couch with a blanket in the weirdest position. He had one arm leaning off the edge of the sofa, the other outstretched on the armrest next to his head, and his legs making an L shape as one was atop the top of the sofa. You smile amused at the sight. You weren’t sure how much he drank last night, but for safety measures you drove him home, and before you could offer a spot in your bed, he knocked out on your couch. Putting your soon to be toast in the toaster, you notice Monty shift… a few seconds later, He shifts again. Another shift. Then you hear something hit the floor and shortly after, a “Shiitttt”. Bursting out laughing, the tired, peaceful, morning atmosphere is broken, and you couldn’t be happier. Too boring.
Monty drags himself up, shaking his head after the blow. “Good morning to you too.”, finishing your sentence with giggles. Monty playfully narrows his eyes at you, smirking “Oh you thought that was funny, huh?” You tried keeping a straight face, but at this point even your eyes somehow managed to laugh on their own. “Yes I did, what’re you gonna do about it?” You smirked. Monty shrugs, rubs his tired eyes. “Eat.” You smile and check him out. His tasseled hair, sleepy eyes, as your gaze lowers as you take in his toned arms and just overall muscular body. Damn. Monty gets up from his fallen position and trudges to you sleepily. Monty kisses your cheek and lightly holds your head with one hand, stroking your cheek with his thumb. Even half asleep he was just a ball of sweet and fluff. The best part was, this was exclusive to you, as Monty tended to be a little less… nice with people who weren’t you. Looking up at him with a light smile, you place your hand over his. “I love you,” he says so smoothly and softly, you can’t hold back your wide smile and blush. His ability to switch from goofy to hopeless romantic in a flash will never fail to surprise you.His gaze falls down to your chosen wear. “Wait a second…..”, Monty’s smile turns into a smirk. “Is that my shirt?” Sheepishly smiling, you answer, “…. maybe……”. Monty’s smirk grows into a grin, “You look better in it than I do. And trust me, that’s a compliment.” You roll your eyes, “Gee, thanks.” “Are you wearing anything under?” Monty’s grin seems to almost be glued to his face. “Yes, perv.” You lightly smack his shoulder and move past him to grab your toast you’ve been yearning for all morning. Placing his arm over your shoulders, he kissed your bedhead. “You’re too cute. Wear my shirts more.”
As time goes by, Andrew and Neil learn their way around each other.
Like, Andrew knows that Neil can’t sleep without the doors locked; he needs the extra time it takes an intruder to get them undone to get ready for a fight. Andrew knows the way Neil looks when he gets pulled into memories; he knows how to pull him out. Neil knows how to do the same for Andrew; he’s the only person who knows how to perfectly dodge Andrew’s punches. He knows that Andrew only sleeps on his back or his side, but never facing away from Neil.
The nightly routine is this; Andrew checks the locks on the door and window. Neil double checks them. He occasionally triple checks them. Andrew tugs off his arm bands, setting them on the nightstand. Sometimes he rubs a hand along the scars they hide absently, gaze far away. It is in those moments Neil goes over to Andrew’s side of the bed, slowly, and pulls Andrew’s hands back to his sides, before going back around to his side. Andrew then climbs into bed, and Neil climbs in beside him. He settles on his back, Andrew on his side. Usually, Andrew watches him fall asleep, before falling asleep himself.
And around 1 or 2 in the morning, he steals all the damn blankets.
Neil likes sharing a bed with Andrew. Something settles inside him when he’s curled up beside him, even though they rarely touch. It makes him calm.
Summary: Dean talks in his sleep sometimes. And he has interesting things to say.
Characters: Dean Winchester x reader
Word count: 826 (let’s pretend it’s a drabble, okay? This is a drabble)
Warnings: This is pure, unadulterated fluff.
Author’s Note: So, apparently @ravengirl94 and I cannot torment each other with sleepy Dean gifs without actually writing a story about them. She wrote this masterpiece a few days ago and since then we discovered that the gif above is our favorite sleepy Dean gif (I personally like to imagine that he’s snuggling into me), so I made a story to go with it. Also, thank you so much, twin, for reading this over for me. (Honestly, none of my stuff would be posted if she didn’t put up with my constant whining so she’s a hero, guys)
One thing you’ve come to realize when you started dating Dean Winchester is that falling asleep next to him is an absolute gift, the best part of your day even.
Granted, Dean is a strong man, all muscles and strength, lean arms and legs that can hurt and torture and kill, but his body is always soft and warm against yours, a cocoon of safety that makes you feel loved and cherished.
You love the firmness of it, love the way it feels pressed against yours, love the fact that no matter how long the day has been or how tired you are or how long you have to wait for him to come to bed, you always end up a mess of limbs, even breaths and steady heartbeats. He usually keeps you pressed against his side, arm draped over your hip protectively, legs tangled, bodies fitting together perfectly like pieces of the same broken glass. Tonight though, it’s different.
Also , I am so sorry nonny that this took so long to write . I hope you like it
WORDS - 1836
“Hmmm, Steve….”, you moan breathlessly as he pins you
against the wall , and squeezes your ass harshly .
“Fuuuck , do you feel that baby.”, he asks his head resting
against yours as he looks into your eyes lustfully . He pushes his hard covered
cock onto your pussy and starts grinding his hips up and down .
One of his hand reaches your breast and he pulls your dress
down exposing your taut nipples to him . He bends his head forward and takes
your nipple between his teeth and pulls it . Your head falls back on the wall
in pleasure .
He pushes you tight against the wall to stop any movement
and folds his arms holding your thighs in position as he starts rubbing his
cock and adding pressure over your clit .
“Oh god , Don’t stop babe.”, you moan as you take his
lips in a bruising kiss . Your swirl
your tongue around his and bite his lip .
Contains: Lots of breathing, some kisses, light moans, and the most Yuri Plisetsky-esque love confession I could come up while half asleep and groggy from painkillers
Yuri had been thinking for a while, and he finally decided that it was time to tell Otabek how he truly felt. He thought he could be smooth about it, saying that he wanted to “upgrade” from best friends to lovers like how the older would always talk about upgrading parts to his motorcycle, but he forgets what he rehearsed over and over by the mere difficulty of the confession. Little did he know that the best friend in question had similar feelings.
A/N: Hello! This is my first attempt at doing this kind of thing. I wanted this to play out a little different, but as it is currently 1 in the morning that I recorded and posted this, it would be hard to do loud moans and other *ahem* adultactivities *ahem* when my whole family is here and trying to sleep. This was mainly for testing various sounds such as kissing and most importantly, my accent. I noticed at times my accent almost sounded German, so I need to be careful with how I speak. If any of you can provide me tips on speaking with a Russian accent, please help! Because every video I’ve found hasn’t helped much. Anyways: I hope you guys liked this audio, and I would like to even take requests for future audios! Thank you for listening!
Request: Hi! Can I request a Peter Parker imagine with the prompts “Stay Awake” and “Quit beating me up?” (I know those two imply that it will end sad, but can you make it not sad but instead just fluffy?) Thank you so much!!!!!!!! I love your writing!
Summary: Peter’s jet lag from flying home from Germany is keeping him up, and ultimately you too.
Nothing beats the comfort of your own bed, especially after a long, exhausting day on your feet which you just had. As soon as your head hit the pillow, you couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer, even when you heard your window open and shut.
Peter, having just returned home from Germany, and giddy with excitement and anticipation to tell you about his over seas mission, just couldn’t wait till morning to see you. So here he was standing over your sleeping figure, facing away from him, nearly jumping up and down, trying to figure out a way to wake you up that wouldn’t get him punched in the face.
You could hear what was happening in your bedroom, but only thought of it as a dream in your drowsy daze. You felt a cold hand clutch your shoulder gently, “Y/n, Y/n wake up,” you groaned in response, “Please. C’mon I have so much to tell youuu,”
Hearing Peter’s voice pulled you out of your slumber. Agitated now that you know Peter’s in your room, you swatted the hand away, and pulled the covers over your head, curling into a ball.
Characters: Baby, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Y/N Y/L/N (Reader), Bobby Singer, Charlie Bradbury, Donna Hanscum, Jody Mills
Pairing: Dean x Reader, John x Mary, Sam x Amelia (briefly mentioned - only as in canon)
Warnings: Implied smut, pregnancies, cheating, nothing other than that really aside from canon deaths and angst.
Word Count: 5800ish (woops!)
A/N: This is written for Baby’s Big 50 writing challenge hosted by @butiaintgonnaloveem and it is told from Baby’s PoV. She is still a car, but she is the one to tell the story, much like the episode Baby but done with words. I hope this worked out as well as I hoped it would.
My prompt was Allman Brothers Band - Rambling Man - I am sure I could have used it better but these were the lines that really inspired me when I wrote this fic: Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can.
This is sorta a rewrite of the entire series. Very boiled down and written through Baby’s eyes.. Headlights? Whatever :P Just read it :D
Thanks to the sweet amazing @blacktithe7 for betaing this for me
I have been lucky in my time on Earth, even if I have been through more than most. Sal, as flawed as he was, was a good man. He tried to do the best he knew how to with the short time he was given. He wanted to save people even if he couldn’t save himself. So he drove me around, giving Bibles away to people he felt needed some guidance, right up until the day he drank himself to death.
Standing on that lot at Rainbow Motors, I missed him. He had treated me right, and I had no way of knowing if the next guy would. I feared the uncertainty then like I never have since. When he walked up, I knew where I belonged. Even if he wasn’t the guy that took me home, I felt a connection to that man I was not going to understand for years, but I knew I belonged with him.
It wasn’t just the way he talked about me. The way he admired me. He spoke as if he knew me. Like I was important. I was sad to see him go, but John Winchester gave me some good years. He took care of me, and he loved me. So did Mary. They were amazing people, but in all my 10 years with them, the nights I felt the most important were nights I only came to understand later on.
One night after being to a drive in movie, Mary and John didn’t quite make it home. They spend the night in my backseat, and I felt their love as they loved each other. They had done this before of course, but there was something special about that night. I could feel it then, and nine months later, when John was forcing me to go as fast as I could to get to the hospital in time, I knew what it had been.
Imagine your favorite turtle cuddling with you. It’s late and it’s cold and he’s had a stressful day. All he wants right now is to hold you and kiss you and fall asleep. The best part about being in a relationship is that all of those things can happen.
Leonardo is exhausted.
Today has been an exhausting, difficult day. And it seemed like those days were coming along more often.
Sometimes, the line between brother and leader can be confusing and tiring. There are some days when he just wants to hang out and not do anything…but that can’t happen.
He has a job to do.
A job that his family counts on.
So after training and patrol and meditation and butting heads with his brothers, all he wants to do is to crawl in bed. He slowly walks through the dark hallway, his brother’s voices and laughter slowly vanishing from his ears. He approaches the final circular door.
His door. His bedroom. His sanctuary.
He shuts the door behind him and leans against it, pressing his head to worn out wood, lost in thought. He thinks about everything he had to do today and how he will do it again tomorrow and he wonders if it will ever get any easier. He had been the Leader for five years, since he was fifteen, and as he got older his job only seemed to get harder.
Leo sighs and turns around, acting to get into bed, when he notices a small figure underneath his sheets. He stiffens but relaxes when the figure mumbles something. He would know that voice anywhere.
He strides over, quietly, and pulls his blue comforter away, revealing Y/N’s peaceful face. He notices the book tucked away next to her, a copy of Cinder that has her finger tucked between the pages.
He laughed softly at the sight before him.
“Did you fall asleep waiting for me?” He whispers.
Leonardo carefully takes the book, making sure to mark the page, and places it on the nightstand. For a moment, he simply watches her breathe softly.
She looks so content and he wonders what she might be dreaming about. A little part of Leonardo hopes that she’s dreaming about him…Eventually, he decideds to join her in her dreams.
Moving away, he removes his armor piece by piece, putting it away. He looks in the mirror. He tools older. Tired. He examines his green skin, littered with scars and a few tattoos. His eyes linger in his left forearm, where he had the kanji symbol for “love” tattooed.
He had gotten that for her and she had held his hand the entire time. He hadn’t really needed her to but he certainly had enjoyed it.
He looks up and he can see her reflection in the mirror. Y/N has rolled over and is now facing him, her arm reaching out towards him as though to say
“Come to bed.”
Love. His fingers run over the inked skin before he turns away and goes to join her. Carefully, so very carefully, he slides in bed next to her. Leonardo is always surprised about how small she seems next to him. How delicate, almost doll like.
She suddenly stirs, her eyes just barely opening.
“Leo?” She asks, her voice thick with sleep.
“Hey. Sorry for keeping you waiting.” he whispers.
Y/N smiled sleepily and says
She’s drifting off to sleep once more and Leonardo gives her a quick kiss before she resumes her peaceful breathing.
It has been a difficult day for the turtles but being able to hold her like this…made it all worthwhile.
Within moments, Leo had joined her in her slumber, still holding her in his arms.
You Accidentally Hit Them in Their Private Area // Seventeen Reaction
I haven’t seen any reactions on your blog, so can you make a seventeen reaction when their gf accidentally hits their “private part”? 😂 (if all 13 members is too much just the performance unit is fine) thank you~~
Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting! I was able to do a reaction for all 13 members. I like to do little scenarios with my reactions, so a couple of them got a little lengthy. I hope that’s okay. Also, sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I had mid-terms and two analysis papers to write for my Advanced Composition class, but hopefully I’ll have time to write more often. Thank you!
Seungcheol and I have been in a relationship for a couple years now, so it isn’t uncommon for me to sleep over at the dorm. After a long day of work for the both of us, we figured that it would be best for us to get some sleep. After I got ready for bed I climbed under the covers with him as he wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face into his chest, “Goodnight, oppa.” He kissed my forehead, “Goodnight, babe. Get some rest.” Soon we both dozed off into a deep slumber, but Seungcheol was soon awaken by a sharp pain in his lower region. Clutching his private parts, he looked to his right in confusion only to see me still asleep, but moving around. He quickly realized that the pain in his lower region was caused by me kneeing him in the crotch. “Aish, what am I going to do with you?” he questioned even though I was asleep and couldn’t hear him.
Jeonghan and the boys got home from practice early that evening, so the two of us decided to watch some movies together. After a while we both got bored and started goofing off. I loved hearing his laugh because it was contagious and the only way I knew to make him laugh was to tickle him since he is quite ticklish. Running my hands up his sides, he began to squirm and laugh, “Stop,” He grabbed both of my wrist and held them above my head as he began to tickle me. I happened to be more ticklish than he was. Laughing, I tried to break free from his strong grasp, but failed to do so. My legs flailed uncontrollably, which ended up coming into contact with his lower region. Instantly, he let go of me so he could cover his private area. Groaning, he gave me a death stare, “What the hell was that for?” I shrugged my shoulders, “You know how ticklish I am,” I giggled, “Maybe you shouldn’t have done that and you wouldn’t have gotten nailed in the crotch.”
For some reason Joshua thought that it was a good idea to try to teach me some cords on the guitar. “Joshua, this is not going to go over so well. The last time I tried to teach myself to play the guitar I ended up breaking it.” Grabbing my hand he pulled me over to his bed, “That’s because you didn’t have me as a teacher.” I laughed as I sat down, “I doubt that you’ll be able to teach me. I’m hopeless.” “Nonsense.” he said and shook his head as he grabbed his guitar. Walking over to where I sat on his bed, he gave me his guitar and climbed on the mattress behind me. Blushing, I pushed a loose strand of hair behind ear as he wrapped his arms around me. He placed his hand on the neck of the guitar and strummed the strings a few times causing a beautiful sound to emit from the guitar and echo throughout the room . He placed my hands on the neck of the guitar as he showed me what to do. I attempted to follow his instructions, but I eventually got fed up after a couple hours because I was not making any progress. Not aware of the fact that Joshua moved slightly to the left, I threw my hands up in the air and let out a exasperated sigh, “I give up!” I brought my hands down and my left hand collided with Joshua. Looking over my shoulder, I seen Joshua cup his crotch and slightly scrunch up his face. “Oh my gosh! Joshua, I didn’t mean to do that. How bad does it hurt?” I questioned as I rubbed his arm. His face didn’t show anymore signs of pain and he removed his hands from his crotch, “It’s okay, it didn’t hurt that much,” He noticed my guilty expression and tried to comfort me, “I was more surprised and caught off guard, so don’t worry about it.” I laughed at myself and shook my head, “Told you I was hopeless.”
The boys had a day off of practice and decided to spend the day at the dorm resting. Jun invited me over since his busy schedule has prevented me from spending a lot of time with him. We were the only two in his room, so we decided to take advantage of the opportunity. It started off with a simple peck on the lips, but it soon escalated into a heated make out session. We were sitting on the edge of his bed when he wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned back onto the bed. I trailed kisses down his neck and to his collarbone, which was were his sweet spot was. He moaned quietly and I started to climb onto his lap. I ended up losing my balance and kneeing him in the crotch. He swore and pushed me off of his lap as he covered his private parts. “Oh my gosh, Jun! I lost my balance, I didn’t mean for that to happen,” I rubbed his back, “I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” As soon as those words left my mouth Jun smirked, “Anything? I can think of a few ways you can make it up for me.” I shoved his shoulder and giggled, “Maybe you deserved that you cocky bastard.”
When Hoshi was younger he used to do taekwondo, but his love for music and dance took over. He loved doing it, but he doesn’t have time to anymore since he’s been busy with Seventeen and their music. Even though he doesn’t have time to go out and practice anymore, he still likes to mess around and show off some of his moves. We were in his room at the dorm when he somehow talked me into having a little competition with him. I didn’t know anything about taekwondo, so he showed me a couple of the basic moves. We went on for a half an hour messing around when Seungcheol called out for him. “Yeah?” he yelled back. He was too distracted by his hyung and put his defences down, but I wasn’t paying attention, so I swung my leg up towards him and my foot collided with his private area. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands. He collapsed to the ground and cupped his crotch as he groaned in pain. “Soonyoung! Oh my gosh!” Panicking, I rushed out of his room and towards the kitchen. While gathering a bag of ice, Seungcheol questioned me as I left the kitchen, “What’s going on? Are you okay?” As I rushed past him and the boys towards Hoshi’s room, I only managed to say squeak out the three words, ‘taekwondo’, ‘hurt’, and ‘Hoshi.’ Entering his room, I see that he sat up and was no longer groaning in pain. I handed him the ice pack as I ran my fingers through his hair, “I’m sorry, babe. Does it hurt that bad?” Putting the ice pack onto his crotch, he let out an airy laugh, “A little bit, but I’ll be alright.” I held my hand out to help him to his feet, “I’m never going to do taekwondo with you again.”
There’s no doubt that Wonwoo loves to read. If he isn’t busy practicing and preparing for comebacks or attending fanmeets, then he’s most likely reading. I love to read too, it’s one of the things we have in common. Our love or books landed us at one of the many bookstores in Seoul. Wonwoo and I wander from isle to isle looking at many different books that varied from genre. I held his hand and pulled him towards the back of the bookstore where they kept the fiction books. “Wonwoo, I read this book earlier and I loved it. You have to read it, I think you will enjoy it as much as I did.” Reaching the fiction section, my eyes began scanning through hundreds of books looking for the book that I wanted Wonwoo to read. I squatted down, so I could look at the lower shelves while he stood behind me. My eyes stopped as they fell upon The Kite Runner. Smiling to myself, “There it is!” I pulled the book off of the shelve and held it up for Wonwoo to take, but unfortunately, I ended up ramming the book into his lower region because of how close he was to me. I gasped as he groaned and covered his crotch, “Wonwoo,” I stood up and placed my hand on his shoulder rubbing it softly while trying to comfort him, “Babe, are you okay?” With being in public he didn’t want to make what just happened obvious, so he straightened up and waved me off, “It’s okay, jagiya. Don’t worry about it, let’s just get the book and head home.” Grabbing my hand, he led me to the front of the store, so we could check out. I didn’t stop apologizing until we got back to the dorm and he reassured me once more that it was okay.
With Seventeen planning on releasing a new album soon, Woozi basically lives at the studio these days. When he’s working on a new song, he gets so consumed with his work and he pretty much forgets to take care of himself. I figured he hasn’t eaten since this morning, so I brought him so food. Entering the studio, Woozi was at one of the computers working on one of their songs. I noticed he had his headphones in and probably didn’t hear me come in. After sitting the bag of food down, I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He jumped slightly and pulled his headphones out. “Hey, babe. I brought you some food.” I said as I released him and shuffled towards the bags of food. I was bent over pulling out a couple containers when I brought my elbow back and it collided with Woozi, who happened to get up and follow me. Turning around, Woozi groaned as he clutched his private area. “Woozi! I am so sorry! I didn’t know you were behind me.” He straightened up slightly, “It’s alright, I shouldn’t have been standing so close.” Feeling guilty, I handed him the container of food and smiled at him sheepishly, “I got your favorite, so maybe that’ll makeup for it.”
The boys had a day off and DK invited me to the park with them. They wanted to relax and play some soccer together, which was something that they all enjoyed doing in their freetime. Let me just say that I suck at soccer and someone always gets hurt when I’m playing. The last time we played together, Seungkwan took a soccer ball to the back of his head. Once we arrived at the park, we began to pick teams. Jeonghan and Seungcheol were the captains. The two bickered back and forth on who they were going to have on their team and it got down to the last few players, which happened to be Joshua, Seungkwan, and I. “Can someone just pick me already? I’m really not that bad,” I whined. Most of the boys laughed at me and began to recall all the times someone got hurt when I was playing. DK turned to Jeonghan, his captain and begged his hyung to pick me. “Finally!” I shouted and threw my hands up in the air as he called out my name to be on his team. The game started and it didn’t take long for it to become intense. Surprisingly, so far no one got hurt. The ball was being passed from player to player as we ran across the field. “Y/N!” shouted Hoshi as he passed me the ball. I began to run with it towards the goal and I saw DK in the corner of my eye, “Seokmin!” I kicked the ball with all the force I could. The ball flew towards DK, but it ended up nailing him in the crotch causing him to let out a scream. “Seokmin!” I yelled as I ran towards him. He instantly fell to the ground and cupped his private area hoping it would help make the pain would go away. I crouched down on the ground and tried to comfort him the best I could. The rest of the boys surrounded the two of us trying to help DK. “Babe, are you okay?” I questioned. He rolled around in pain, “Yeah, I’ll be fine just give me a minute.” Looking up at the boys hovering over the two of us, Seungkwan raised an eyebrow at me, “You were saying?”
I was over at the dorm hanging out with the boys. After a long day of practice, I figured that they would be hungry and tired, so I thought that the least I could do was to cook a nice meal for them. Leaving the warm arms of Mingyu, I got up and headed towards the kitchen. “Y/N, where are you going?” questioned Mingyu. “I’m going to cook the boys something to eat.” After the word ‘cook’ left my mouth, he was already on his feet following me to the kitchen, “I’ll help you.” I reached the refrigerator and looked for something to eat, “How about Japchae?” Mingyu helped me gather the ingredients, “Sounds delicious.” I prepared the beef so it could marinate for a little bit. We washed and cut up the vegetables and then started to boil the water, so we could cook the noodles. I got a wooden spoon and began to stir the noodles. “This is going to be so good.” said Mingyu from behind me. I turned around and noticed that he was eating the vegetables that we cut for the Japchae, “Hey, stop eating that!” I hollered as I swung the wooden spoon at him. He started to move just as I was about to hit him, which caused me to hit him in the crotch. “Aigo, what was that for?” Mingyu whined with slight pain in his voice as he tried to move away from me, so I couldn’t cause him anymore harm. “I guess that’s what you get for trying to eat all of the food.” I said as I shrugged my shoulders.
It’s no secret that Minghao is one hell of a b-boying dancer. I happened to also be a dancer, but I loved to dance contemporary. Minghao never fails to amaze me with his dancing skills. I have always wanted to try b-boying and since Minghao was so good at it, who would be better at teaching me than him? He has been teaching me the basics of b-boying for a while now and he has been starting to teach me more advanced moves. The latest move we have been working on was called The Flare. Minghao was demonstrating it for me, “You have the upper body strength for this, you just need to spread your legs farther so you can get up enough momentum to keep your hips elevated off the ground,” I listened carefully as he continued to give me pointers. “It’ll make the move a lot easier for you to do if your legs are spread further apart. Go ahead and try again,” he encouraged me. I got into position and began to execute the dance move. “That’s it, just spread your legs farther!” I did as he told me and the move became a lot easier and I found that I did not have to use my core so much. I could hear Minghao cheering, “That’s it! Good job, jagiya.” I continued until my foot came in contact with something. Losing my balance, I fell to the floor and looked up to see Minghao on the floor too. I quickly got up and made my way towards him. Once I reached him, I noticed his face was scrunched up and he was holding his private parts. Realizing that my foot hit his crotch, I panicked, “Minghao! Are you okay?” I rubbed his back hoping it would comfort him some, “I did not mean to do that!” He looked a little flustered as he sat up, “It’s okay, jagiya. I should have known better than to stand so close to you.” Giggling, I pulled him into a hug, “ Maybe you should do the b-boying and I’ll stick to contemporary.”
Seungkwan texted me a couple minutes ago that they were heading back to the dorm. I didn’t want the boys to have to come home and worry about fixing something to eat, especially after such a long day at work. I decided to head to the kitchen and begin to fix dinner for them. I sang along to the music that blasted from my phone that was placed on the counter. The music and my singing drowned out the noise of the boys entering the dorm. Seungkwan saw me cooking and walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my torso, which startled me. I screamed and turned around. When I spun around my hand hit him lightly in his lower region. He let out a scream too and doubled over in pain, “Aigo, jagiya! That really hurt,” He looked at me with disbelief, “I can’t believe you just did that.” Rolling my eyes at him, “Are you serious right now? I really didn’t hit you that hard.” “You probably just ruined any chance of us having kids in the future.” I smacked his chest, “Stop being so dramatic, Seungkwan.” “It’s what I’m best at.” he said as he grinned at me.
Vernon and I were in the living room of the dorm having a movie night with the rest of the boys. While waiting for everyone to settle down, Vernon and I argued over which movie to watch. We were scanning the shelves when I grabbed a horror movie and Vernon grabbed an action movie. He looked at me, “We are not watching a horror movie.” I raised an eyebrow, “Why? Are you scared?” He rolled his eyes at me, “No, action movies are better. Besides, the same thing happens in every horror movie.” I shook my head and waved the movie in front of his face, “We’re watching this movie.” He gave me a smug look, “Not if I get to the DVD player first.” As soon as those words left his mouth, we both rushed past the boys and towards the DVD player, “We’re watching the action movie!” “No, we’re watching the horror movie.” Upon reaching the DVD player, we fought to get the movie out of the case and into the DVD player. He stopped fighting with me and I was able to get the movie into the player. I turned around and seen some of the members crowding around Vernon. Rushing towards him, I realized that the only reason he stopped was because I hit him in his private area. “Vernon! What Happened?” He squeaked, “What do you think happened?” He shuffled his way back to the couch and sat down. Full of guilt, I sighed and turned around and put on the action movie instead. Climbing onto the couch next to him, I kissed his cheek and brush his hair out of his face, “I’m sorry, babe.”
I was at the Pledis building with the boys when they had a short break. They have recently became interested in ping ping, so they decided that they should play for a little bit while they were on their break. Chan and I trailed behind the older boys as they ran excitingly towards the room that the ping pong table was in. We both sat down and watched a few of the boys play against each other. We cheered as the match between Joshua and Woozi became quite intense. Shortly, Woozi beat Joshua and Dino jumped to his feet, “I want to battle Y/N!” Chan yelled as he turned towards me and grabbed my hand. He pulled me to my feet and began to drag me towards the table. I kept refusing to play and tried to pull my hand out of his grasp, but he was to strong. “Come on, jagiya. It’ll be fun and I’ll go easy on you.” he smiled and winked at me. Taking the paddle from Woozi, the boys began to cheer us on and started to pick sides as to who would win. After a couple minutes, we were tied and the person who got the next point would win. The ball went back and forth between us and I decided to hit the ball with a little more force and Dino failed to stop it as it flew towards his crotch. His eyes widened as his face scrunched up and he closed his eyes. He dropped the paddle onto the table and we all swarmed around him to see in he was okay. After he confirmed that he was fine, I looked at him and laughed, “You didn’t need to go that easy on me.”
Hi! Can I get a newly married rfa+saeran and v with MC? Just like normal Saturday morning fluff or something? With cute kisses and cuddling. Thank you so much. I love your blog!
Thank you so much! This is such a cute request, I seriously love it so much! I tried making it as fluffy as possible so I hope that you enjoy!! :)
Yoosung was still in shock that it had only been a week since he married the love of his life
He was always the ‘baby’ of the RFA but he finally proved them all wrong being the first out of all the members to wed
And Yoosung couldn’t have been more content at the moment
He had a steady job as a veterinarian and you were living with him at his apartment, currently cuddling the heck out of each other
Yoosung was already the kind of cuddles before the two of you got married but he was being extra clingy today, but you didn’t mind
You had your back pressed against Yoosung’s chest as he lazily had his arms draped around you
“I love you so much my sweet MC”
Yoosung kissed the top of your neck and moved his way down to the bottom of it
When he got to the bottom, Yoosung buried his face into your neck - “I love you too Yoosung”
You could feel Yoosung’s smile on the back of your neck as your turned your head slightly to give him a proper kiss on the lips
The two of you sighed in happiness and when the short but passionate kiss broke, the two of you went back to your original positions
It may seem like a boring Saturday to some people, but to Yoosung, it was the greatest Saturday of his life with his favorite person in the world
Zen thought that there couldn’t have been a man happier then him the day he married you
He had finally found someone who didn’t just care about his looks, but you were someone who truly cared about Zen’s happiness
It had only been a few days since the two of you had wed but for Zen, it seemed like an eternity
These days were the best days in Zen’s mind
You and Zen were laying down in bed, your face buried into his strong chest
He was humming one of his favorite musical tunes while gently running his fingers through your hair
“You’re so perfect MC, I can’t believe that I’m able to call you mine”
You smiled as Zen placed multiple kisses on your forehead
He trailed the kisses down to your cheeks and placed one final, loving kiss on your lips
The two of you sighed in contentment as Zen readjusted you in his arms
He started singing your favorite song as you fell asleep in his arms
Zen smiled and made a promise to himself to always spend time like this with you since you were his beautiful princess
Jaehee never would have thought that she would meet the love of her life within an eleven day span
She thought that she was happy with her life until she met you, the one who showed her what true happiness was
You had given her the courage to stand up to Jumin and to finally do something for herself for once, and that courage was carried over to when she proposed to you
It had only been a week since the wedding and the two of you still had time off before you decided to re-open the cafe
You had dubbed it ‘Lazy Saturday’ and Jaehee did not oppose
The two of you were laying on your shared bed both on your backs but your hands were intertwined
Jaehee hesitantly grabbed your hand and placed a soft kiss on the back of it
“Words cannot express how much I love you MC. Thank you for always being by my side”
She leaned in cautiously to kiss your hand again but you pulled Jaehee in for a tight hug instead
She stiffened for a moment before relaxing into your embrace, putting her own arms around you and gave you a light kiss on the lips
Jaehee rested her head near your chest to hear your heartbeat as she made a promise to always treasure and love her perfect partner
Jumin never would have thought that someone like you would ever be able to break his tough exterior, but inevitably you did
Everyone saw Jumin as the emotionless ice prince which was the complete opposite of what he truly was
The day that Jumin first laid eyes on you, it was love at first sight
You helped Jumin discover that who he really was and how to express himself, a debt that no amount of money could ever repay
The two of you were wed only a week ago and Jumin treasured ever second of being your husband
You and Jumin were laying on your shared bed, with you resting your head on Jumin’s chest and his arms wrapped around you
Jumin gently rubbed the back of your hand as you traced random patterns on his chest
“All I feel is love whenever I’m with you MC. Stay with me forever my love”
You smiled at Jumin and he cupped your cheek and gave you a feather light kiss on your lips
He moved one of his hands to the back of your head and lifted you to deepen the kiss, wanting you to feel every ounce of love that he has for you
The two of you pulled away, both of you panting, but smiled feeling nothing but love from Jumin
He wrapped his arms back around you as you laid your head to his chest, returning to your original positions
Jumin noticed you fell asleep and smiled down at you, gently kissing the top of your head vowing to himself to always make you feel like the queen that you are
Seven still felt like he was dreaming ever since the day that he met you
He never thought that he deserved any kind of happiness, his mother told him that more than enough times when he was younger
But his life changed when he met you, you became the light in Seven’s dark life, something that he would never forget
So Seven decided to stop joking around and truly marry you at a space station
It was less than a week later since you and Seven wed and to say that it was the happiest day of his life was an understatement
All Seven wanted to do was cuddle and be in each other’s presence for the day and you happily obliged
You and Seven were laying down on the bed, his arms around you as you leaned your head into the crook of his neck
Seven lifted his head up to stare into your eyes, the eyes that saw his pain, the eyes that saw his silliness, and what he had hoped the most, the eyes that saw his love for you
“You’re my everything, my precious MC. My love for you is as large as the galaxy”
Seven kissed your shoulder, making his way to your neck, then finally to your lips giving you a kiss with all of his love
When the two of you parted, Seven gave you one of his signature goofy grins and snuggled back with you
Seven closed his eyes as vowed to make sure you would be happy, safe, and feel all of his love, making sure that your future would be bright with him at your side
V never realized what true love felt like until he met you
Even though he thought he was in love when he was with her, V understood that love wasn’t suppose to feel like when he was with her
But when V found you, his entire world changed for the better
You taught him that it was okay to be selfish, to voice his own opinion, to let people know how he himself truly felt
How couldn’t V fall in love with someone as caring as you?
So the you of you got married and the amount of tears shed by the two of you could fill up a pond
It was a few days after the wedding and V was laying down on the bed with you wrapped around his long arms
You buried your face into his arm as V gently stroked your side
“You truly are an angel MC. I promise to love you forever and always”
V dipped his head down to kiss your nose, then your cheeks, and finally a small yet loving kiss on your lips
He radiated love and you couldn’t help but smile at his gentleness
You wrapped yourself back around V’s arms, closing your eyes in contentment and drifting into sleep
V held you close to him, never wanting to let you go, never wanting you to leave his side and as he placed one final kiss on your forehead, V fell into sleep himself as he dreamed about all the ways he would make you feel his love
Saeran would never understand why you would choose someone like him to be with
To say Saeran’s life was hell is putting it lightly
All of his life Saeran was used and abused, only feeling a slight amount of love when Seven was with him in the small time during his childhood
But then he met you, Saeran thought of you as just someone he could use but he somehow ended up falling in love with you, and you returned the feeling of love
Somehow Saeran managed to propose to you and to his surprise, you said yes
It’s taken some time, but Saeran finally became comfortable around you and one of his favorite things to do was to cuddle with you
You always made him feel warm and safe but this time, he wanted it to be the other way around
Saeran had you wrapped around his arms and your head against his neck
He listened as you softly hummed to him, feeling your warmth always made Saeran feel at peace
“I truly believe that you’re my soulmate MC. I…I love you so much”
Saeran slowly leaned down and pressed a quick kiss on your lips, his cheeks turning slightly pink
You giggled and reached up to kiss him again, this time with more passion and love
He kissed you back as deeply as he could and when the two of you finally parted, you could see a small smile form on his lips
Saeran noticed you cuddle back into his arms and slowly fall asleep and seeing your perfect face reaffirmed Saeran’s love for you with him vowing to protect and love you because you truly were the best thing to happen in his life and he had no plans of ever letting you go
Phil’s always felt weirdly privileged to share Dan’s bed
whenever he sleeps over.
It’s not like it’s anything he’s a stranger to – quite the opposite really, but out of everyone,
Phil’s the only one Dan will actually let in
his bed on account of the fact he can actually have a decent night’s sleep without
Phil taking all the duvet or accidentally rolling over and pushing him off the
bed. That’s Kyle’s trick – explaining
why he’s down there whilst his marginally less irritating best friend is up
here under his duvet, sharing his mattress. It’s nice sleeping with the knowledge
he won’t wake up either freezing cold or on the floor.
Phil’s used to them being the last ones awake – having been
friends with a bunch of total fucking lightweights for the best part of three
years, it’s become the norm for the rest of them to be down there, asleep.
They’re wrapped up in empty sleeping bags and spare duvets whilst the only two
who can actually handle their drink are lying side-by-side, a cut above the sea
of empty bottles and shot glasses littering Dan’s floor. They’d passed out about
half an hour ago, leaving the two slightly tipsy teenagers still giggling over
what had been a contribution to the night’s entertainment along with the heated
games of ‘never have I ever’ and one too many Malibu shots.
“Does this not feel weird to you?” Dan’s eyebrow quirks in
Phil’s direction as he holds the two small wooden cubes in his hand. “I feel-…
it feels- I don’t know- gross,
kind-of,” he huffs out a chuckle.
“Why would-…” he squints in the darkness, “-… lick-… elbow-… feel weird to me?” he replies, a threat of sarcasm in his