the girl is so proud of herself

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Phoenix I need your help! I'm a newly aware bi woman (thanks internalized biphobia), and I'm married to a man. I haven't come out yet though. My 10 yr old daughter just told me she thinks she's bi, and that she has crushes on girls. I've told her I'm proud of her and that she's amazing to have realized this already in her life. How do I encourage her to be herself but also to protect herself from the rural dipshit homophobia within our small town? How do I help her become her best gay self?

You are so sweet and wonderful and truly the best type of parent!!! I’m not a parent and never will be, so I don’t know how much I can help, but the best things my parents did for me was to stand up for me in public when people acted homophobic, and tell me they loved me regardless of who I dated. I recommend talking to Rubia, @vibey-lesbian, her mother is amazing and she made a post about it once that really moved me. Also @phd-mama is a wonderful bi mom with bi kids, and @laynefaire is a wonderful parent to a lesbian daughter!  They would probably be very helpful resources. Congrats to you and your daughter love! 

so i just bought turf wars and I’m sorry i’m CRYING can you imagine Kya coming out to Aang????? like he would just be soo happy can you imagine how his face would light up and him hugging her so tightly she can’t breathe and aang getting so axcited to meet her girlfriend and just being so proud of her for exploring her feelings and figuring this out about herself and JUST he’s so accepting he would just be so happy 😭😭😭  

imagine him and Katara making a feast when Kya brings home her first girlfriend and she doesn’t know it but the whole family spent the entire day cooking and getting ready because they were so excited and then she gets there and Bumis all rambunctious and prying and 12 yr old tenzin is kinda timid and asks her polite questions about where she’s from and her family and this girl is just floored that she’s having dinner with freakin avatar aang and the OG Waterbender Katara and they’re all so friendly and welcoming and no one can stop smiling and I’m sorry i’m just really overwhelmed with emotions right now 😭😭

Don’t ever forget why Taylor wrote Speak Now all by herself. Fearless was too good, too successful, for it to have been written by the young girl with curly hair. All the critics decided she couldn’t possibly have actually helped much in writing it, and that all the cowriters did the real work. So she wrote her next album entirely solo to prove to them not only that she could do it, but that she could do it extraordinarily well.

I think I’ll always be proud of her for that.

After this recent Steven Bomb, I’ve been seeing way too much hate on Lapis to the point where it’s kind of bringing me down. So, I’m here to spread some Lapis positivity for those of us that do love her, despite her flaws.

Like, for instance

Her cute snort laugh. Idk what’s goin on with those nasal passages girl but keep it up

Or how about her love of silly noises? Good stuff. Good stuff.

What about her art skills? They’re amazing 11/10 where can I commission her??

Remember that time she wanted to help Greg catch fish? She was so proud of herself and I was too

Or that time she was super into role playing as the crystal gems? (That hair style works so well for her)

Also, the way she said “THE GAH-NET” raised my lifespan higher than she raised that water

How about the way she played baseball in her own Lapis way? (Honestly, she was like the highlight of that episode imo)

Or her carefree dance with Peridot while they played music together (whether you ship them or not, it was cute af)

And of course, who can forget THAT laugh

I could go on, but I’ll end it here. Lapis has her problems, sure. But don’t we all?

I can’t wait for her to come back and give us more of her awkward, dorky, adorable self


She could have done it herself or not mentioned it but she asked ADRIEN to give Kagami her sword back. She basically encouraged a good interaction between Kagami and Adrien. And for a girl who at the beginning of the episode, was jealous that Kagami would just get to spar with Adrien,




❛ i need a reasonable paying job, something like $2,000 an hour. nothing too wild. ❜
❛ idc (i do care) ❜
❛ ‘are you taken?’ yes bitch, taken for granted ❜
❛ half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half is, well, an asshole ❜
❛ you’re yelling? at ME? the one person who has never done anything wrong ever?????? ❜
❛ you will find your home, you will find your place. you will find your people. give it a little bit of time but it will happen. ❜
❛ in order lead a happy life i’m gonna have to disappoint my parents a bit. ❜
❛ any body else here not good at anything??? ❜
❛ you can’t force people to appreciate you. ❜
❛ *puts on baseball cap* i am the dad now… ❜
❛ i fake smart.. like i’m honestly a dumbass idk shit but i know how to seem like i do.. i’m smart-passing.. ❜
❛ every straight woman who ever called her platonic friend her ‘girlfriend’ owes me $50 ❜
❛ i am a professional at misreading tones and overreacting to problems that most likely don’t exist ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life, i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ you can’t cure sadnesses with a shower but honestly there is no purer place to suffer ❜
❛ patiently waiting for a kind soul to come along and make everything a little softer, brighter. ❜
❛ honestly i don’t even play an active role in my life, shit just happens and i’m like oh this is what we’re doing now? ok ❜
❛ no offense but if i die and no one uses a ouija board to keep me updated on memes i will literally haunt you all ❜
❛ imma start charging people for hurting my feelings $3 an hour ❜
❛ i have finally reached the age of most young adult protagonists yet my life is still uneventful??? where is my cool story??? my cool talents??? @ universe i’m pissed ❜
❛ hello, police? i accidentally stepped on my cats foot and need to be arrested ❜
❛ *tries to watch 45 minute episode in 20 minutes ❜
❛ please don’t just come in my life, take my heart and leave. please don’t do that. ❜
❛ concept: me, 10 years from now, living in a pretty house with my love, sipping a hot cappuccino on a rainy autumn afternoon. our dog curls up next to me in the window bench while our cat snoozes on the bed. i’m financially stable and i’m never tired anymore. the bees are safe. ❜
❛ i can’t believe what walkie talkies are called ❜
❛ the gorilla could have died and been done with in like a week but none of you know how to be normal ❜
❛ me: *is bitter but is also right* ❜
❛ just saw a girl in high heels long boarding to class. godspeed, my queen. ❜
❛ i’ve never belonged anywhere, i’m always just in between ❜
❛ too young for unnecessary stress, i gotta live ❜
❛ i may not be beautiful but at least i know a lot of useless information ❜
❛ i’m like always sleepy. i feel like i should be used to this by now and stop complaining about being sleepy but i can’t. always, i’m sleepy. ❜
❛ lmao no offense… but what’s the point of being mean to people for no reason ❜
❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk ❜
❛ “alcohol isn’t supposed to taste good” buddy watch me drink the fruitiest/sweetest shit i can find and enjoy it because i don’t hate myself enough to even begin to consider drinking like.. beer ❜
❛ tfw you’re already fully aware of the unnecessary self destructive bullshit you’re doing but you can’t bring yourself to do anything to stop it ❜
❛ hey sorry for not replying i didn’t want to ❜
❛ honestly how am i gonna make it in the world???? i get a little teary eyed any time someone compliments my personality ❜
❛ true bonding is when you and your friends are all angry about the same thing ❜
❛ *touches your hand and looks seriously into your eyes* i am a piece of shit ❜
❛ lets play ‘how rude can i be until you realize i don’t like you’ ❜
❛ i love drunk me but i don’t trust her ❜
❛ hate when i am wearing makeup and still look shitty like what else am i supposed to do? get enough sleep? eat right and exercise??? as if ❜
❛ i’m not on a high horse. i’m not even on a horse. i’m face down in a ditch on the road of life ❜
❛ i hate when people ask me what i would do in their situation because 9 times out of 10 i would literally never be in that situation in the first place ❜
❛ i barely remember the last 6 months honestly like am i even alive ❜
❛ you had me at ‘hello’ and lost me at ‘i think your friend is cute’ ❜
❛ i’m pretty sure by now ‘tired’ is just a part of my personality description ❜
❛ wow i really liked that song now i think i’ll listen to it another seventy times in a row ❜
❛ ‘shit it’s 2 a.m.’ i say every day at 2 a.m. as if i’m surprised ❜
❛ i’ve been stressed out since like the third day of second grade ❜
❛ telling other girls they look pretty is like cracking a glow stick full of positivity and female friendship ❜
❛ i want to be sun kissed and also people kissed ❜
❛ about me: glowing, eating peaches, drinking wine in lingerie, not texting your desperate ass back  ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ due to unfortunate circumstances, i am awake ❜
❛ i’m gonna solve mysteries so fucking good ❜
❛ what did people even wear in 2008 ❜
❛ i’ll just ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  my way through life ❜
❛ you know what sucks? everything bye ❜
❛ me? overreacting? probably ❜
❛ people asking me what kind of music i like is such a stressful experience ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ if you listen carefully you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜
❛ any time you like a boy just know you played yourself. always keep that stored in your mind for later ❜
❛ hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof ❜
❛ what i lack in personality i make up for in…….. nothing ❜
❛ me? cancelled ❜
❛ an app that tells you how raven something is ❜
❛ be with someone who will take care of you. not materialistically but takes care of your soul, your well being, your heart, and everything that’s you ❜
❛ i love the infinite multiverse theory because that means there’s a universe where i’ve pulled every single fire alarm i’ve ever seen ❜
❛ name a more iconic duo than the lengths i’ll go to both get attention and to avoid it… i’ll wait ❜
❛ i just want to be treated very gently and smell like vanilla and wear only matte dusty rose lipstick ❜
❛ 2017 is going to be a very healing year because it’s going to force us to accept that 2007 was ten years ago not three and i think that’s the root of our collective issues ❜
❛ i just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality, and help to destroy racism ❜
❛ i may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented… i forgot where i was going with this ❜
❛ how is 2016 already almost over?? like this bitch came in, fucked us up, then left like she gave us a gift ❜
❛ supercalifragilisticextentialcrisis ❜
❛ stop breaking your own motherfucking heart ❜
❛ co-napping is a beautiful thing. knock out with me so i know it’s real ❜
❛ *on the verge of tears* ok not that i care, but ❜
❛ it’s not you…. it’s your zodiac sign ❜
❛ i want to be loved so bad it’s pathetic and embarrassing ❜
❛ my heart is filled with hate and swag ❜
❛ ‘i don’t care’ i say, caringly, as i care deeply ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ we all ugly to somebody, don’t trip ❜
❛ do i have a crush or am i just idolizing this person for being vaguely nice to me? ❜
❛ my parents were arguing today and my mom said that justin timberlake wouldn’t treat her like this ❜
❛ kissing is hella rad but no one is kissing me so that makes me hella sad ❜
❛ everyone’s having their mid-life crisis at like 19 ❜
❛ there are just people out there that are the embodiment of the sun like the things they say do light up the world and make you feel warm they are human sunshine ❜
❛ dermatologists HATE me… everyone hates me. i’m so alone ❜
❛ you know when you realize and you just… realize ❜
❛ a girl can respect herself and still take booty pics wtf y’all talkin about ❜
❛ i’m not badass i’m sadass i cry about everything ❜
❛ inspired by animal crossing, i’ve started doing this thing where i mail my best friends a framed picture of myself and then never speak to them again ❜
❛ i didn’t know double texting was such a big deal?? i have a lot to say ❜
❛ can someone please just be proud of me like fuck i’m trying ❜
❛ cosmo sex tip #367: when you’re in the mood, tell you partner ‘my spidey senses are tingling’ ❜

(  you can find the other popular text posts memes on my old blog: 1, 2 )


So I wondered to the fem!Keith tag and I’ve been itching to doodle for a while. I’m actually a big fan of boyfriends who can do their girl’s hair and make up so…

Imagine Lance being really good with braids (especially ‘cuz he has a younger sister) and then, we all know Shiro has his eyeliner game on (he probably knows how to use contour tbh).

Keith’s the type of girl who rarely fixes herself up but actually cleans-up pretty nicely.


a girl on a friend’s facebook posted this when she got it and was so proud of it. i’m pretty sure she tattooed this on herself with the help of whatever guy she was dating at the time. he bought her a tattoo kit and she also tattoos her friends for free. i’ll submit more of her work that some poor friends of hers will have on them for life.

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“His Wedding” Part 7

Summary: Modern-Day (AU) Bucky and you are exes. He moved on but you couldn’t since you both are still friends, he asks you for a favor - a ridiculous one. You reluctantly agree, not thinking of the future consequences you’ll have to face. You just hope everything will be fine. But it doesn’t always work out, does it?

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (dont get used to this)

Word Count: 2085

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: repost, with a lil’ editing! taglist is open! also

‘His Wedding’ Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

As we looked in the direction of the door, where Bucky stood awkwardly, mouth partly open and eyes giving us a questioned look, I only have one question in my mind – What’s going on in Bucky’s head?

Hell, even in this situation, I’m concerned about Bucky! Why can’t I let him go?

I purse my lips and remove my hands from Steve’s hair. Sitting back on my knees, I scratch the back of my neck trying to think of a way out of this condition. I don’t know why, but I really want to disappear, dig a whole and bury myself in it.

All the three of us wait, probably for the other to break the uncomfortable silence. Bucky lets out a chuckle-y breath, pointing a finger at us,

“I’ll just–” he takes a step back, “I’ll come back later.”

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Big Girl - Michael Clifford Smut

 i wrote this a while ago i literally have no idea how bad it sucks ass but it probably sucks hard


“Mom no! I don’t need a babysitter I’m 18 for god’s sake!”

“No Y/N! The last time i left you home alone you almost burned the house down! And it’s not like he’s a complete stranger. It’s just Michael.” Her parents were going out for a business dinner and they hired Michael Clifford to babysit her.

Michael was 19, he graduated last year and he took a gap year to travel with his mates. That meant he needed money badly. They were neighbours and her parents invited the Cliffords over for dinner quite often but Y/N never had a proper conversation with him however she knew how cocky he was. He had the biggest ego. Always bragging about himself and trying to show off. Never the less she always had a slight crush on him. There was something mesmerising about him.

“We’re leaving now and he’ll be arriving in 15 minutes. Be kind to him and don’t cause any trouble!”

After kissing her parents goodbye Y/N decided to prepare some snacks to watch some movies. Her parents weren’t going to come back until midnight and Michael probably wasn’t gonna pay her attention, she needed to entertain herself until then.

She was going through movies when she heard the knocking on the door.

“Come in the door isn’t locked.” she yelled. She knew it was Michael. Who else would knock on her door at 8:30pm?

“You know you really should lock the door when you’re home alone. Im kind enough to not kidnap you but someone else might.”

“Haha funny Michael.” she was being sarcastic but she knew Michael was kinda right. She wasn’t gonna admit that of course. Michael’s ego was already big enough.

Michael plopped himself next to Y/N on the couch and asked “So what are we watching?”

“We? So THE Michael Clifford wants to spend time with me i’m honored.”

“Don’t flatter yourself i kinda have to cause there’s nothing else to do.”

“Sure.” she snickered. She knew he was being sarcastic. That was how their friendship was. Sarcastic remarks and mean comments.

They settled on watching a random movie which turned out quite boring.

“Why do you need a babysitter anyways?” Michael asked.

“The last time i was home alone i almost burned the house down so my mom doesn’t think i should be left alone anymore. But im a big girl i know i can take care of myself.”

“Big girl huh?” Michael had a smirk when he said that.

“Yes i turned 18 two weeks ago.”

“Truth or dare?”

“What?” she honestly was surprised by his question she wasn’t expecting this. “Truth i guess..”

“Are you a virgin?” she was taken aback from the sudden question.

“N-no.” she shyly answered. She’d much rather her first time being with Michael. The guy who took her virginity was an asshole. “Truth or dare?” she was already thinking of a smart thing to ask him.

“No you choose one.”

“It’s your turn.”

“Im in charge right now don’t you think? Do as i say.”

“Truth.” she didn’t want to take chances and she was pissed with Michael reminding her that he was in charge. Although the thought of Michael being in charge turned her on.

“What’s your biggest turn on?”

“Dare. Can i change it?” she couldn’t tell him that the thought of him tying her down and fucking her mercilessly while she called him daddy made her panties soak.

“No princess. You chose truth and now you have to answer.”

“Umm i g-guess my partner being umm you know dominant would turn me on.”

“I dare you to suck my cock.”


“C'mon babygirl i know you want to. I know how much i turn you on. I bet you’re wet right now.” He was right. Thinking about him fucking her did turn her on.

She got on her knees. It was the moment she was waiting for all her life wasn’t it?

“Michael i’ve only done this once. I don’t know how to do it.”

“It’s ok princess i’ll guide you.”

She unbuttoned his pants, Michael lifted his hips so Y/N could take off his pants and boxers faster.

When Y/N saw his cock she was amazed. He was bigger than the boy who took her virginity and thicker. She was nervous to touch it let alone put it in her mouth.

“What happened?” Michael needed her mouth. Or her hands. Anything. He just wanted to feel her touch.

“It’s just that you’re bigger than my ex.” she didn’t even care if she was flattering his ego even more.

“It’s ok Y/N it’s not gonna bite see.” He started stroking his cock. “Try it c'mon.” Michael replaced his hand with hers and she slowly started stroking him.

“Ugh Y/N it feels so good. Take it in your mouth please.” how could she say no to him when he ask like that? She took him in her mouth. She struggled to fit him in her mouth but managed to do it. She started stroking the parts she couldn’t fit in her mouth with her hands.

“Yes yes yes babygirl does daddy’s cock feels good in your mouth?” Daddy? She never thought Michael would have a daddy kink. She hoped but she never thought he actually had it.

She stopped sucking for a brief moment and said “Yes daddy.”

“Stop stop come here.” Michael pulled her up and sat her on her lap. They started making out passionately.  Michael tried to take off her shirt and  bra without stopping the kiss.

“Fuck babygirl your tits are amazing.” He massaged her boobs and flicked her nipples.

“Daddy please do something!” “What do you want daddy to do baby? You want daddy to fuck you?”

Y/N could only nod and Michael eagerly unbuttoned her pants and took them off.

“Baby there is a condom in the back pocket of my jeans can you bring it to daddy?” she got up from his lap and bend down to get the condom. Michael couldn’t resist it and spanked her ass. She moaned from the pleasure, turning Michael on.

“You like it when daddy spanks you baby?”

“Yes daddy please spank me again.”

“I will baby girl but all i want right now is your sweet pussy wrapped around my cock. Come here.” He grabbed the condom from her hand and quickly put it on.

“C'mon princess ride daddy’s cock. Show him how much of a big girl you are.” Y/N positioned herself on Michael’s cock and slowly slide down. They both moaned in bliss.

“Harder babygirl. Make daddy proud.” Michael couldn’t take it anymore. Hearing her moans and whimpers were driving him crazy. He needed to have his way with her. He needed to devour her. He spanked her and said “Lay down baby.”

Y/N got up from his lap and laid down on the couch. After teasing her folds for a bit, Michael positioned himself at her entrance and quickly thrusted in. She felt so good wrapped around his cock and without realising he started ramming into her. He was fucking her so good. Y/N could feel a knot forming in her stomach and the aching feeling around her pussy. She reached down to rub her clit but Michael held her hands over her head.

“I know you’re close me too baby. Cum for me, cum for daddy Y/N.”

Y/N let out a loud moan and came around Michael’s cock. Feeling her pussy clench around his cock drive Michael over the edge.

He reached for the blanket on the floor and put it over Y/N. He got up and walked towards kitchen to get rid of the condom when he suddenly turned around and said, “I knew you had a crush on me. I think you’re cute.”


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Prompt: "That's homophobic." "You're not even gay, Kim." Kimberly whines from her bed, stretching out her grabby hands at the unamused girl across the room. "I just want to hooooooold yooouu." Trini huffs, "fine, but I'm big spoon." Trini settles on the bed behind Kimberly, but the taller girl has other plans. She grabs Trini's arm on her waist, pulling the smaller girl on top of her and wrapping her arms around her back. She gives her a small squeeze and sighs into her hair. "Better."

Trini is settled into the beanbag chair in the corner of Kim’s room, a slight smirk on her lip as she watched her fellow ranger pout at her. “For the last time, I came over for moral support and to make sure you’re eating, I’m not here to cuddle with your sick ass,” She teases, pulling her phone up to check her messages. 

“My ass is pretty nice,” Kim chuckles, the smile on her lips fading back into a pout. “But why won’t you cuddle me? I’m sick, I could die!” She huffs, reaching across the bed to grab a tissue. 

“I’m not cuddling you, because I don’t wanna get sick,” Trini sighs, glancing over at her friend. “Besides, you’ll be fine, its just a cold.”

“But Trini!” Kim whines, moving to sit up. “I just want you to lay with me, please,” She mumbles, sticking her lower lip out just a little further. 

“I’m not cuddling you and that’s final,” Trini replies, brows raised at the other ranger, standing her ground even though she really would love to cuddle with the girl. 

“That’s homophobic,” Kim states, her arms folding over her chest as she looks at her friend. 

“Kim, you’re not even gay,” Trini sighs, running a hand through her hair because as much as she would love it if Kimberly were gay, that’s not how it worked. 

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Tutoring | PJ

Pairing: Student!Jimin X Student!Reader

Summary: Park Jimin was known for studying hard and getting good grades, but when he starts failing his parents force him into tutoring which is where y/n is pushed to step in and help the boy. Let’s not forget that this boy used to be her ultimate crush before he broke her heart.

Genre: Fluff, angst, smut

Warnings: Jimin is a cocky little shit and this will have some mention of the sexuals

Word Count: 3.7k

The sounds of their feet getting closer and closer to the door was echoing in the young boy’s ears, oh god how he was scared. He didn’t want them to come in, scared of how they would react to the sudden change in his work. Park Jimin was known for being top of the class, always getting the best marks and being an honorary student but his grades seemed to just drop overnight and are getting worse. 

He no longer went to tutoring or helped students, he never studied at night and it all was because of his friends. Jungkook and Taehyung weren’t the best influence on him, heck they were the worst. Instead of going to tutoring in the afternoons he would spend his time over at Tae’s playing overwatch with them. Instead of helping students he would beat them up and get their money to buy himself lunch and crap.

 Instead of studying at night he would have his sweats down at his ankles, his hand wrapped around his throbbing and angry member and jack off to whatever porn he could find that wasn’t on a blocked sight. He had managed to get safe mode off his computer though without his parents finding out but would have to remember to clear his history after he finished. He sat there, his ears hot and his palms sweaty awaiting the punishment he would not only receive possibly from the school but from at home as well. 

The door handle turned and the two older looking people dressed in formal attire stepped inside, looking at their son with disappointment as they took their seats on either side of him. “Mr and Mrs Park, I understand you know why I called you down to my office. I apologise for pulling you both out of work so suddenly but Jimin has been lacking behind at school lately and I was wondering if we could discuss a plan in order to get his grades back up?” Miss Kang explained as his parents nodded for her to go on. 

She began talking about the sudden drop and lack of concentration and effort in his classes and work. His refusal to hand in homework on time and some classes he even skipped because he just ‘didn’t feel like going’ mood. Jimin sat there, just wanting to run out of there and not have to look back at his parents and the disapproval looks. “I was hoping maybe we could arrange for our top student y/n l/n to maybe tutor him once or twice a week. If Park Jimin is up for it?” She suggested and just as he was about to answer the other female voice answered for him. 

“How about we give him tonight to think about it, and we’ll give you a call tomorrow on what his answer is?” His mother was the one to speak, her grip on the arm of the chair tightened a little feeling intimidated. Her blood boiled at the thought of her son, intelligent, smart and intellectual having to receive tutoring. He would be the tutored not the tutor. She hated the thought of some other student teaching her son stuff he probably already knew. 

After the meeting was over Jimin went to lunch like usual but feared to when the day would come to an end and he would go home to his fuming parents. What would his punishment be? No computer for a week? No going out for a month? He sat there staring at his lunch, knowing it was probably getting cold. “Honestly, don’t fret about it. I mean, it’s not a big deal.” Taehyung stated before biting into his green apple. “It is to my parents. My grades mean a lot to them. And if I don’t get them up, then I’ll be dead. No worse, in hell.” Jimin fired back, still playing with his food.

 Completely lost his appetite for anything. “Hey didn’t you say y/n l/n was tutoring you?” Jungkook suddenly asked as he watched the young girl walk over to grab some lunch before trotting back over to her table. Her short black skirt that just stopped above mid-thigh, her white stockings that went to just over her knees, her well fitted crimson red jacket that hung on her shoulders along with her honorary badges she had gotten. He h/c pulled back into a half up and half down look with strands that fell onto her face. 

Her sharp features that played well with her s/c skin. Her plump lips that opened only to answer or outsmart someone who was annoying or irritating her. Her piercing e/c eyes that would read over the hardest equations that were the hardest but simple math to her. “Yeah, why?” Jimin asked causing a faint chuckle to escape from Jungkook’s lips. “She’s the last virgin left in this school. And the only girl that doesn’t throw herself at guys.” Jungkook stated and Jimin rolled his eyes. 

“And your point is what Jungkook?” Jimin asked, wondering why Jungkook was taking such an interest in the girl. “I bet you $20 I can make y/n fall for me and sleep with me in two months.” Jungkook bargained which caught Taehyung’s attention, the guys loved making bets with girls. Seeing how long it would take for them to make some innocent and naïve girl to fall for them. For some reason Jungkook’s request caused Jimin’s stomach to churn and his ears to burn at the thought.

 “No.” Jimin thought aloud causing the two to look at him with confused looks on their faces. “Uh, I’ll do it.” He quickly stated, Jungkook arching an eyebrow and looking at the boy with an interesting look. “You’re going to make y/n fall for you and pop her cherry?” Jungkook asked, the words so harsh that they made Jimin cringe slightly. “I mean, she’s tutoring me so I’ll be seeing her a lot and talking to her so it’ll be easier. I can make y/n fall for me and give me her virginity in two months.” Jimin said confidently, challenging Jungkook which he only smirked at. 

“Alright Jimin, two months. And if you can’t then you have to strip and run five laps around the entire football field in front of the entire school.” Jungkook loved taking a step further with punishments, Jimin hesitated but showed he wasn’t afraid. “And if I win?” He asked, gulping causing his Adams apple to bob slightly. “If you win…I’ll step down as leader.” Taehyung sat up completely in his seat, shocked at Jungkook’s words. 

Never had he ever put his position as leader on the line for a stupid bet, but for some reason he was feeling confident as if he knew he was going to win. “Deal.” Jimin said holding out his hand to the boy, remaining eye contact as they shook on it. The bell rung and everyone began to get up from their seats, Jimin’s eyes glued to y/n’s figure as she walked over to the bins with her friends and put her rubbish in it before walking out of the cafeteria.

 “If Logx (1 / 8) = - 3 / 2, then x is equal to…Mr. Han?” Miss Kim asked as the young boy in the front row answered quickly, “Uh…10?” He asked, not paying attention to the class as y/n shook her head and rolled her eyes. Jimin watching her from behind closely, y/n raised her hand and the teacher called on her. “X is equal to 4.” She said and the teacher smiled and nodded, turning around to write the answer up on the black board. 

“Correct! Thank you, Miss l/n.” She said as Jimin’s lips tugged up slightly, smirking as he watched the girl cross one of her ankles behind the other under her chair. Her skirt hiked up slightly because she was sitting, her hair dangling over her should exposing the soft looking skin on her neck. How he would love to just leave bruises along it—“Mr Park!” The teacher called for the fifth time and bringing him out of his thoughts. 

“Y-yeah…” He stuttered, some of the girls giggling at the boy. Y/n didn’t even look at the boy, she knew who he was and his reputation. She groaned and decided to answer for him, “If Log 4 (x) = 12, then log 2 (x / 4) is equal to 22.” She answered as the teacher smiled and nodded, pleased that at least one student was awake and paying attention. “Thank you again Miss l/n. Seems like everyone still thinks they’re on holiday.” 

The teacher turned to write the answer on the board, Jimin look at the girl who had her head slightly cocked to the side as she wrote down equations and answers, feeling proud of herself. Jimin didn’t know what was going on with him, he did do the work in class and payed attention but throughout the day he was completely switched off. He couldn’t get y/n off his mind, she was like poison to him. The day came to an end and Jimin went straight home, he didn’t live far so he usually just walked home.

 “Y/n wanna come to the lounge? I heard there are going to be some hot guys?” Jimin couldn’t help but over hear the conversation between y/n and her friends. “Can’t sorry, I have homework to do.” She said biting her lip and gripping her straps of her bag. “You’re always doing homework though. C’mon, my friend Don wants to meet you. He’s tall, hot, toned and he’s in college.” Jimin’s fist began to ball up and clench, turning white from overhearing her friends trying to set her up with a guy. 

“No thanks. I’m good.” Y/n said which made Jimin let out a sigh of relief. He began to feel a little better knowing she wasn’t going and instead would go home and do her homework like a good little girl. “Suit yourself.” One of them said as they walked off in another direction, y/n began walking in the other. Did y/n always walk home? How come I never noticed she did before? Jimin thought as he noticed her walking in the same direction that he was walking. He began, well following her. He never noticed her before so why was he now? 

Because of that stupid bet. Why did he agree to it? Y/n was just innocent and kind and angelic, she was the type of person to do her homework at night and have family meals and dinners and go to church on Sundays. But that’s what excited Jimin more, knowing that she was so innocent and the fact that fucking her was something so dirty she would never do it. She was the type of person to ‘wait for marriage’ before she did anything with a boy. And that’s why this would be fun. 

Jimin made it inside and put his bag away, going back downstairs only to be scolded by his parents to take the tutoring session because they don’t want the girl to feel bad since she offered to tutor him. Other than that he was good to go, so Jimin went upstairs and rid himself of the disgusting uniform which he threw into his basket before going and taking a shower. He stepped in and the water immediately hit him like the sun, it was hot but the hot water stung and felt nice upon his tones chest and tan skin.

 His sandstone cantaloupe coloured hair dampening under the water as it trickled down his body, instead of sitting in front of his computer Jimin wrapped his hand around his member, feeling it hot and needy and looking down at the angry purple tip that leaked precum. He placed his hand on the cold tiled walked while he stroked himself, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to picture y/n. In her short black school skirt and her white thigh high stockings, how she would look on her hands and knees, taking him all in. 

Small whimpers and moans left his lips at the dirty thoughts and images of what he would do to her popped into his head, leaning his head back so it now rested on the cold tiles as well as his hand to hold himself up. He ran his tongue over his lips before taking his bottom lip between his teeth, trying to concentrate on the thoughts as his hand picked up its pace and was now pumping as hard and fast as it could. Chasing his high, he could feel himself twitch and before he knew it the white spurts were falling with the rest of the water and disposing themselves down the drain. 

He pulled his hand away and sighed, feeling the relief he needed all day. “Jimin! Dinner is ready so don’t be too long in there!” His mother called on the other side of the door, bringing Jimin back into reality as he tried to keep his eyes open. “Okay.” He called back, grabbing the sponge and washing over himself quickly before getting out and dressing into his usual sweats.

 He woke the next day and was actually excited to go to school for once, he would get to see y/n all day and then actually spend time with her in the afternoon at tutoring. An hour and a half in the afternoon talking to her. He began getting dressed into his uniform and combed his hair quickly before brushing his teeth and racing out the door. He was walking to school so it didn’t look weird that he was running but came to a stop when he heard her angelic voice. 

“Okay. I will. Love you.” She closed her door and skipped down the stairs, her skirt flying up slightly and her baby blue laced panties showing for a split second. Jimin couldn’t help the quiet throaty groan that escaped but only loud enough for him to hear. He felt like she was teasing him, like this all was a set up or a plan to just irritate him. “It’s okay Jimin, just six hours of school and then it’s game time.” He reminded himself before adjusting his tie slightly and continued walking, so far from her but he felt so close too. 

Y/n could hear footsteps and glanced over her shoulder when she spotted Jimin, sending him a friendly and warm smile. Y/n used to have the biggest crush on Jimin, it was all she ever talked about. But that was before he became a douche and his grades dropped and he was a decent guy. But ever since he’s changed she’s wanted nothing to do with the boy, but when she heard about him needing a tutor she put her hand up the highest it would go, feeling nervous but excited to help him. 

She was always so shy and she even tried asking him out once which ended in him laughing in her face and telling her to ‘dream on.’ And ever since that day she felt so heartbroken and angry at him. “Hey Jimin.” She said as he finally caught up to her and looked at her confused but gave her a friendly smile and walked to school with her. His presence made y/n feel more comfortable and safe with him by her side as they walked, both talking about equations in physics that they stumble upon that seem so difficult. 

Once they walked into school they went their separate ways and went to homeroom, one class they didn’t have together. They both studied all hard subjects, Maths C, Physics, Chemistry, Biology, Ancient History, along with advanced Korean and English classes. Y/n sat in homeroom, talking to Park Cho-rong about her walk with Jimin this morning. She just talked about how things went at the lounge yesterday and that it was kind of boring without her there.

 “We’re going to the lounge around five tonight, you wanna come?” Park Cho-rong asked y/n and as much as she wanted to say no she found herself agreeing after feeling a little guilty about the amount of time she hadn’t been spending with them. She was doing tutoring with Jimin in the afternoon anyway so she could do her homework then as well. The bell rang and y/n walked to her English class and took a seat, looking around to act natural but also looking for Jimin.

 A figure walked past and she looked up to see Jimin smirking and taking a seat next to her before turning his focus back to the front of the class. “Alright! Good morning class!” Mr. Lee greeted as he began talking in Korean before starting to speak English, having students repeats words and sentences after him. Of course, y/n and Jimin both already study the language that they speak English just fine.

 “Okay, so when a metallic ball bearing is placed inside a cylindrical container, of radius 2 cm, the height of the water, inside the container, increases by 0.6 cm. The radius, to the nearest tenth of a centimetre, of the ball bearing is…” Jimin looked like he had the answer but he wasn’t 100% if it was correct or not. “1cm?” He asked and y/n sighed and put down the pencil. “No pabo! It’s 1.2cm!” She said hitting his head a little which he blushed to because it’s Jimin.

 “Sorry, I haven’t really been paying attention in class lately.” He said feeling slightly shy, he wanted to talk to y/n about other things, more personal things so he could get to know her. He was not going to lose to Jungkook, no matter what. “Hey y/n…have you ever played truth or dare?” Jimin asked suddenly and y/n looked at him and furrowed her eyebrows. “I have…when I was 12.” She chuckled and Jimin smiled slightly. 

“Do you want to play it now?” He asked and y/n looked a little shocked that Jimin wanted to play a silly yet dangerous game. “I mean…yeah. Why not?” She asked and put her pencil down before turning herself so she was facing him. “Okay, truth or dare?” He asked and she thought for a second, debating which one to choose. If she picked truth there were three top questions he was most likely to ask.

1)      Who do you like?

2)      Do you like me?

3)      Are you a virgin?

But If she picked dare there are many things he could ask her to so such as either something like ‘I dare you to kiss me’ or something extreme like ‘I dare you to suck me off.’ Now she had to debate which one was worse. “Truth.” The word slipping from her lips so easily causing him to smirk slightly. “Who are you interested in currently?” He asked causing y/n to laugh a little, “Isn’t that basically asking me who I like?” She asked and he chuckled, biting his lip slightly before answering. 

“Yeah, I just didn’t want to sound like a cringeworthy douche.” He said making y/n smile, he wanted to be a gentleman? “Not really…I mean my friends think I do but I don’t. No one really has caught my interest yet.” Why did it hurt slightly to hear those words for Jimin? To be fair he hasn’t really gotten to know her yet so it’s okay. “Truth or Dare?” Y/n fired back ready with a dare and truth in her mind. “Dare.” He said in a challenging tone to see how she would react, but she only smirked. 

“I dare you to send the sixteenth person in your contacts saying you got a girl pregnant.” She said folding her arms over her chest and biting her lip, she thought Jimin wouldn’t do it but he pulled out his phone and went down the list. Landing on the sixteenth person labelled as ‘Dude’ with a heart emoji and quickly texting them, the question before turning the screen to show her. The person texted back ‘sweet.’ And that was it. Y/n felt kind of annoyed, she needed to step up her game a little. 

“Truth or Dare?” Jimin asked, she really didn’t want to do dare because she feared of being dared to do something stupid or weird. “Truth.” Jimin smirked, knowing that this would just be a game with a pattern of truth, dare, truth, truth, truth, dare, truth, truth, truth, dare. “If you had to give your virginity to one boy in this school, who would it be?” He asked, y/n knew what information he was trying to get and knew what game he was playing at.

 Two can play at that game Park Jimin. She thought to herself smirking a little, “I don’t know. If I had to pick one guy to have sex with…I guess Jungkook looks like he would be good in bed.” Jimin almost choked on air, her words shocking him. “J-Jungkook?” He stuttered, his cheeks flushing red feeling a little jealous. “I don’t know though. I guess it just depends on the person really and how they treat me.” She said twirling some of her hair around her index finger. “Well I would treat you nice.” Jimin said and y/n went silent, knowing what he meant but just decided to shrug it off. 

Y/n glanced at her watch and realised the time, she had to get home and be at the lounge in half an hour. “I better get going. I have somewhere to be. This was fun, same time tomorrow?” She asked and Jimin nodded. A little shocked she still wanted to tutor him after today’s game of Truth or Dare. He smiled as he watched her turn around and walk out of the library, watching as her hips swayed naturally and her delicate hand that held her skirt so it wouldn’t fly up while she walked. “Too late princess.” Jimin smirked thinking back to the image this morning.