the warmth in your eyes

hey, brown eyed people: I know you aren’t the readily described. No writer can match a gem to your hues, you’re seen as boring, uninteresting. But let me tell you. your eyes are fertile earth, the ploughed fields, rich and sustaining. Your eyes are rings of ancient trees, wise and profound. your eyes are swirling chocolate comfort on a cold day, radiating warmth, so soothing. Your eyes are nature at her most beautiful. Be proud of your peepers.

The signs hugging

Aries: Pounds your back to make sure you know how intense their love is

Taurus: Perfectly aligns hearts and holds you tight. A powerful warmth begins to spread through your body. Your eyes well up. A single tear threatens to fall. Then the hug breaks, and the moment is over.

Gemini: Asks first: “Do you need a hug?” Wraps arms around you, holds tight for a sec, then slaps your back in a brolike fashion and awkwardly breaks apart to avoid seeming too touchy-feely

Cancer: Gives and takes hugs in equal measure. Soft, gentle, and warm. Why hugs were invented

Leo: Casual hugs all the time, no biggie

Virgo: Getting a hug from them is like getting a hug from God; you can’t believe you made it to this moment, you must have done something right

Libra: hugs who they want to hug plus EVERYONE ELSE just to be fair so it doesn’t look like they’re showing favoritism or anything

Scorpio: *checks pockets*

Sagittarius: Short hugs, touch-and-go, like they’re about to catch a flight out of the country. Are they vacationing, or on the run? Will you ever see them again? No one knows

Capricorn: You have just sealed a pact of friendship forever, expect them a call from them at 8 pm on a Wednesday night 20 years from now to catch up like you just saw each other yesterday

Aquarius: “I’m not a hugger”

Pisces: Probably initiated the hug

La Dolce Vita.

Genre: Smut. And some fluff too. 

Summary: When your best friend decides to screw you over with the werewolf boy you absolutely hate during your heat~ 

Pairing: Reader [Werewolf AU!] x Jeon fucking Jungkook [Werewolf AU!]

Word Count: 6.9k-ish

Dedicated to my sweet strawberry jelly, @nomoreghostie-anon, Happy Birthday, sunshine!! I hope you like this trash writing of mine ahahah :) 

Also tagging @writeiolite who read this like a billion months ago and loved it, your encouragement always makes me beyond happy!!

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

“Unnie,” you whined, tugging on the end of Jiyoon’s dress, “Don’t go!”

Your heat was supposed to start in a few days and initially you had planned to chain yourself in your room and let her take care of you through it. However her unexpected business trip ruined all your plans. She sighed, turning around to look at you in a mix of understanding and seriousness as she sat you by the edge of the bed.

“Look, ___ I don’t have a choice. If I don’t attend this meeting, they’ll fire me.” She groaned, rubbing the sides of your arm, “But it’ll be okay, you’ve been through this before.”

“Yeah, but I had a boyfriend to help me out then,” you whined, looking at her with pleading eyes. “This is the first time I’ll have to go through it alone.”

“Well, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” your eyebrows quirked up at her words and you looked at her in curiosity, urging her to go on. “Look, there are other werewolves in my boyfriend’s pack, you know they can help you.”

You groaned in annoyance, knowing full well about Hoseok’s pack and the members, not forgetting to mention their weird habits, but there was no way you were going to let any of them get close to you, especially not Jungkook. Not when you were in heat.

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Dirty Minded Cap*

Pairing Steve Rogers x Reader
Rating: Explicit
Prompt: Hi there! I loved resolution! Can I request one where the reader usually wears contacts, but runs out and wears her glasses and Steve realizes he has a thing for the naughty librarian look? Total smut. (requested by @ballerinafairyprincess)
Word Count: 2.1k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving) and unprotected sex. [Sex is safer with a wrapper. Use condoms, folks.]
Author’s Note: I don’t take requests for the moment, but this one has been sent to me after I’ve started posting on this blog, so I thought I could write it and I actually like the prompt. Hope you like it too, though. xx

    You dragged your feet to the kitchen of the Avengers compound, setting a pile of files and books on the counter. Sighing, you reached for the coffee pot and poured yourself a mug. You hummed a long soft moan as you swallowed the hot drink and you leaned against the fridge, looking down and drinking until a certain famous Russian redhead came in.

    “I didn’t know you wore glasses,” Natasha smiled and she poured herself a cup of coffee.

    “I woke up late and I didn’t have time to put in contacts.” You whined, clinging to the rest of the steaming hot liquid and you breathed it in.

    “You know what they say about men loving women wearing glasses,” she obviously quipped and you rolled your eyes playfully.

    “Yeah, of course. Everybody likes the nerd, right?” You chuckled and Steve walked in, joining Natasha behind the counter. “Hi, Steve,” you greeted, watching as his body tensed up when he heard your voice.

    “Y/N,” his smile faded away as he noticed the device perching on the top of the bridge of your nose. “Glasses? You told me you hate them.”

    “I do, but I had no choice. Nat will explain… Sorry, guys, I’ve got a lot of work waiting,” you took back your papers, walking past him with a smile. “See you later, Captain.”

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    away from the sun

    soulmate au 

    pairing: taehyung | reader
    genre: fluff and soft angst
    word count: 20.409
    warnings: none
    author’s note: this story involved a whole lot of research involving many topics (read on if you want to find out hehe). I tried to represent them in the best way I could, but there are probably a few inaccuracies, so I apologize in advance for that. anyway, this is just another long plot with a bit of cheese on the side. please enjoy :) 


    Once every five years, when the June solstice arrives and graces the sky with the midnight sun, a comet dashes by.

    It is more than just a blinking light that moves at an unhinged speed. According to what you’ve heard, it looks like it stills in the middle of the vastness of space, and its tail flickers and shimmies in long tendrils of vibrant colors full of meaning — a subtle force that speaks to the humans who look up to the stars and set their eyes on the glowing meteorite, unique but just as intense for every single gaze. It speaks of soulmates and fate, of heavy truths and indelible bonds.

    Each person sees a different pool of colors. You’ve heard more than a thousand stories, of people who saw the colors of the fireplace and others who were seized by the soothing hues of woodland during dawn. You’ve read about colors that go from the red blush of a beach beneath the sunset to the ivory traces of a wintry hill covered in thick snow. The colors do not give them the name of their soulmates, but once they find their other half, they will see those rich tones reflected in their lover’s eyes.

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    More than anything, more than fireworks and late nights and starry eyes kisses, I want the warmth of your soul. I want lazy Sundays in bed with you, clean sheets and coffee and that particular smell of golden light streaming through an open window. I want lightning and thunder outside, and you, holding me closely with your skin on mine and your indigo and bronze flecked eyes in front of mine. I want springtime and blossoms and you holding my hand, your golden skin mixed with the cream of mine. I want the kindness and love that flows out of you when you move and laugh and smile. My darling; I want you.
    —  j.f // excerpts of stories I will never write • I can feel your touch as I’m writing this, my love
    Hormones

    Hiyaaaaaaaaaaaaa… I did it! Finally managed to finish this one! Thank you for everyone who enjoyed the preview, I really hope you buys enjoy the full thing. Please let me know what you thought of it! Lots of love, B xx

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    Originally posted by grabiajulia

    Hormones.

    They’re funny little things. 

    Sometimes they take over your body and make you do things that you wouldn’t ever do if it weren’t for the obscene amount of hormones coursing through your bloodstream - you’d never eat a plate full of pasta and a whole chocolate bar right after or cry at the butter commercial cause that family looks just so damn happy that they have their butter and each other… And you would not, under any circumstances, be thinking about how much you want your friend to fuck you into oblivion if it weren’t for the hormones.

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    these memes are based on the very lovely blog affectionsuggestion

    ‘  all i want to do is kiss you breathless  &  watch as your eyes light up when i tell you that you’re my universe.  ’
    ‘  concept:  just you  &  me,  driving away from the city.  the windows are down  &  the cold air feels amazing.  our songs are playing  &  we couldn’t be more in love.  ’
    ‘  concept:  we are together  &  nothing in the world can bring us down.  ’
    ‘  concept:  we listen to showtunes in bed while we eat chinese food under a blanket.  ’
    ‘  even when i’m not thinking about you,  i’m still kinda thinking about you.  ’
    ‘  every time we talk,  every time we touch,  i feel more  &  more in love with you.  ’
    ‘  everything  –  every single thing  –  reminds me of you.  ’
    ‘  hearing  ‘ i love you ’  from your side of the bed late at night makes my heart feel like it’s bursting with tiny,  happy spring flowers.  ’
    ‘  i can’t stop kissing you  &  i can’t stop thinking about kissing you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t stop thinking about you.  i just want to kiss you,  again  &  again  &  again  &  again.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait for the next time i get to kiss you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait to have hundreds of adventures with you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait to raise a dog with you.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait to see you again.  it’s only a matter of time before we embrace  &  i feel at home once more.  ’
    ‘  i can’t wait until we’re in the same country,  in the same city,  in the same bed  &  under the same blanket.  ’
    ‘  i daydream about how your fingers would feel if they were intertwined with mine right now.  ’
    ‘  i didn’t believe in soulmates until i met you.  ’
    ‘  i don’t want better.  i want you.  ’
    ‘  i feel like i could lie wrapped in your arms,  staring at the sky for centuries  &  need nothing else.  ’
    ‘  i had a dream that we kissed last night.  ’
    ‘  i just need to be in a meadow right now on a warm day,  with you,  the smell of grass  &  flowers around us.  ’
    ‘  i just want to be sitting in the sun with you,  not knowing whether the warmth i feel is the pleasant sun or your soft smile warming my heart.   ’
    ‘  i just want to make gingerbread houses with you around christmas.  ’
    ‘  i just want to wake up in your arms every day.  ’
    ‘  i just want you close to me.  ’
    ‘  i just want you to sleep well  &  be happy.  ’
    ‘  i love everything about you.  ’
    ‘  i love how our legs feel entangled with each other.  i crave that feeling.  ’
    ‘  i miss you all the time.  i’m never sure how i feel,  but i know i always want you around.  ’
    ‘  i miss your soft touch against my skin.  ’
    ‘  i need your arms  &  legs around me,  surrounded by your warmth,  holding me tight,  with no intention of letting me go.  ’
    ‘  i often wake up thinking about you.  ’
    ‘  i stay up until 11:11 every night just to wish you were here with me.  ’
    ‘  i think you’re my favorite person in the world right now.  ’
    ‘  i want nothing but to make good memories with you.  ’
    ‘  i want to be your past,  present,  &  future.  ’
    ‘  i want to dance with you while you sing all your favorite songs,   looking lovingly into my eyes  &  meaning every beautiful lyric you sing to me.  ’
    ‘  i want to fill a hundred photo albums with memories of adventures with you.  ’
    ‘  i want to kiss every single spot on your body that you’re insecure of.  ’
    ‘  i want to kiss you each morning  &  each night.  ’
    ‘  i want to laugh with you  &  hold your cold hands.  ’
    ‘  i want to make a home with you.  the kind of home that lets you feel the love inside of it when you walk in.  it’ll be a safe place for us  &  the people we let into it.  ’
    ‘  i want to make chocolate mousse with you  &  then we can eat it together.  ’
    ‘  i want to see a whole world of different sunsets with you.  ’
    ‘  i want to take a walk in the snow with you.  ’
    ‘  i want us to share all of our excitement together.  ’
    ‘  i want you to kiss me  &  hold me close while telling me everything is going to be okay.  ’
    ‘  i wish you’d just kiss me.  ’
    ‘  i would rather listen to your silence when i’m with you than any kind of music on this world.  ’
    ‘  if i could gather all the stars in the sky  &  give them to you i would  ’
    ‘  if there’s a day where i don’t tell you i love you,  there’s a day i’m not living.  ’
    ‘  in my eyes,  you’re a king.  ’
    ‘  in my eyes,  you’re a queen.  ’
    ‘  it’s been years now.  despite everything,  we are alive  &  we are together  &  we are okay.  ’
    ‘  i’d love to snuggle up to you when you want affection most.  ’
    ‘  i’m happy you exist.  ’
    ‘  i’m so blessed to have met you.  you’ve already got me longing to be in your company constantly.  ’
    ‘  i’m so glad i keep you in my life.  your eyes,  your hugs,  you lips,  your words,  &  your smile keep me going every day.  ’
    ‘  just the sight of your beautiful smile or the way you say hello is enough to make even my darkest days a little brighter.  ’
    ‘  just you in my harms,   laying on my chest;  it’s just us being us  &  i think we are simply meant to be.  ’
    ‘  lay on your stomach as i give you sweet kisses on your back  &  neck while i’m feeling your love tingling in my body.  ’
    ‘  let’s fight the right wingers  &  make the world a better place.  ’
    ‘  let’s go somewhere quiet  &  just be together.  ’
    ‘  let’s see everything together…   the whole world.  ’
    ‘  let’s sit in the forest together,  the particles in the air reflecting sunlight reminding me of the brightness in your eyes.  ’
    ‘  my love for you makes me want to be strong for you.  ’
    ‘  now i know the meaning of  ‘ i wouldn’t change you for the world. ’  ’
    ‘  now i understand why all my other relationships didn’t work out:  i am meant to be with you.  ’
    ‘  now it’s back to counting down the days until i get to feel free again,  until i get to be in your arms again,  until i get to see your radiance face-to-face again.  ’
    ‘  nowhere feels as safe as being in your arms.  ’
    ‘  one day i won’t be scared to say i love you.  ’
    ‘  one day we’ll do everything we dream about together.  ’
    ‘  seeing your eyes in the morning sunlight  &  feeling the warmth of your gaze brings upon me makes me realize i’m in love.   ’
    ‘  tell me about the things you’re passionate about.  tell me every detail about your favorite things.  i don’t care if it takes all day,  i love you  &  i love to hear you be happy  &  excited about things.  ’
    ‘  the thought of your voice  &  the softness of your smile keeps me going when we can’t be together.  i hope you understand you’ve given me a lot of faith  &  happiness when i thought it’d be impossible,  when i thought i didn’t deserve it.  ’
    ‘  the way you look at me makes me feel like i’m the most beautiful goddess in the universe.  ’
    ‘  there’s nothing i want more than to stay under blankets with you  &  curl up in your lap.  ’
    ‘  thinking of you makes me think that maybe it’ll all be okay.  ’
    ‘  we’ll celebrate holidays together  &  make our own traditions.  ’
    ‘  when i think about you my heart feels funny.  ’
    ‘  when i’m with you,  i get a feeling like coming home after a long time away.  ’
    ‘  whether you’re blossoming or struggling,  i’ll stay with you.  i’ll keep on loving you.  ’
    ‘  you are endlessly,  implausibly fascinating.  ’
    ‘  you are like hot chocolate,  you make my insides warm.  ’
    ‘  you are more beautiful than my favorite songs.  ’
    ‘  you fascinate me.  ’
    ‘  you make me feel safe.  ’
    ‘  you make me feel how i never thought i could.  ’
    ‘  you make me understand lyrics to cheesy love songs.  ’
    ‘  you make my heart feel light as a feather yet heavy as bricks all at once.  ’
    ‘  you,  my dear,  have the voice of an angel.  ’
    ‘  your  ‘ i love you ’  has turned into my favorite lullaby.  ’
    ‘  your arms are home to me.  ’
    ‘  your eyes make me think about stormy skies in a different way,  your smile makes me blush just thinking about it  &  i think i am totally in love with you.  ’
    ‘  your hands are my favorite hands to touch  &  to hold.  ’
    ‘  your hands are so warm  &  your hair is so soft  &  i want to touch you forever  &  ever.  ’
    ‘  your love for me reminds me to love myself.  ’
    ‘  your smile is the most beautiful sight on this earth.  ’
    ‘  you’re the highlight of my day.  ’
    ‘  you’re the only person who can make me feel this way.  ’

    Cheap Thrills (reader x Bucky Oneshot)

    Characters: reader, Natasha, Sam, Clint, Tony, Bucky, OC Mark. 

    Summary: A bet within the Avengers becomes a battle of the sexes, with you at the center of it. Who will be victorious and could it somehow help you snag the man of your dreams? 

    Song Inspiration: Cheap Thrills by Sia

    Warnings: drinking, sexist behavior? Mild violence mentioned, very subtle mention of sexy times. 

    Word Count: 3.3k

    A/N: This was supposed to be a short one, but eh. I’ve been living in the land of heavy angst with You are My Heaven and intense stress in my real life so when this fun, fluffy idea popped up, I ran with it. I’m working on a lot of other stuff so be patient, please! As always, I appreciate your feedback. Love each and every one of you!! 

    Masterlist

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    Originally posted by luvinchris

    “Uh uh. No way.”

    “It’s true, trust me.”

    “You wanna bet?” Clint challenged the redhead across the table from him.

    Natasha leaned forward and held his gaze, not an ounce of doubt in her demeanor. “Absolutely.”

    It was too early in the morning for this childish banter, you thought from your seated position at the far end of the long kitchen table. You slumped forward, dipping the tea bag in and out of the steaming mug of liquid before you, then setting it on the small saucer beside it. Wrapping your hands around the cup’s warmth, your eyes unfocused as you continued to tune out the blathering of your teammates. The only other person in the room paying them no mind was Bucky, who was slouched in a cozy chair, thoroughly engrossed in a book.

    “Now wait a minute,” a third voice joined the argument, “If we’re gonna do this, we gotta level the playing field a little. Nat could do this in her sleep. We need someone a little more…down to earth. How about Y/N?” Sam gestured toward you.

    Blinking a few times, you finally broke out of your stupor. “Hey! I was only half listening to your stupidity, but I think I’m offended.”

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    Without 🛋️

    A/N: This piece is very long and has taken me a long time to write for several reasons. But I hope this is what these lovely people hoped for when they sent in their requests (x x x)! Love you all and I hope you have a great day :)

    Harry had always been in awe of you.  

    From the moment he had you in his life, his heart had been filled with your gentle compassion. He had admired your instinctive kindness, personally witnessing the way you’d give a piece of your heart to everyone in your life. “Being kind is all that I can give” he’d hear you say and it breaks him just a little when he watches your smile falter for a fraction of a second, before you arch your eyes and nod your head slightly towards him in reassurance. You’re doing it again, he gathers, putting up a front to satisfy the people around you. Making sure they remained lost in their pursuit of happiness while you’re left alone to pick up your own shattered pieces.

    Harry had regretted that night the most. The first, of many, where your heart felt particularly heavy as you smiled and whispered “I’m fine” to his concerned eyes. The silk of your dress clumped at your shoulders as you walked away from him then, away from a night of celebrating your recent promotion at work and into a cab to nurse your friend that had gulped too much tequila to shove away his own misfortunate thoughts.

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    Angel in the Darkness pt.5

    Originally posted by aestheticvbts

    Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

    Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

    Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

    A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use……(alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!

    part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 



    The bright sunlight behind the curtains, stirs you awake from your deep sleep. There’s a faint smile stretched upon your lips, as you feel as if you’ve had one of the best naps in the longest of times. Your eyes are still closed shut as you try to flex your stiff muscles; only you can’t.

    As soon as you tried to lift your arms, you hit something very hard and muscular. Huh? That’s weird. You can also feel that your legs are entangled, and something wrapped around your waist.

    You didn’t mind the feeling, as you were still too tired to process things, and because it brought great warmth, but then you heard it; a faint grunt. Your eyes instantly shoot open, and you blush hard when you realize you’re wrapped up into Jungkook.

    His face is mere centimeters away from yours, and his eyes are still closed shut, indicating he’s still asleep. You can feel his hot breath, gently tickling your red face, as his hair is all over. You peer downwards and see that his left arm is securely wrapped around your waist, as both of you were laying down on your sides. His long, thick legs were clumsily tangled with yours, and you were finding it hard to breathe since you were so close to him.

    OH MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!?!

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    Alluring Tune | (m)

    Pairing: Yoongi x reader
    Genre: Fluff, a lot of smut
    Warnings: Mature content
    Word Count: 4.4K

    His voice was almost a whisper, warm breath hitting the shell of your ear. And the heat coupled with the slow, savory movements of his fingers overtop the thin fabric had an almost numbing effect, your mind drawing a blank as you enter an intoxicating haze.

    “I thought there was no punishment?” you manage to say, swallowing back the moans that threatened to escape.
    “This is a demonstration baby, not a punishment.”

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    Desire

    Bucky Barnes x Reader

    A/N: Shoutout to Pia @abovethesmokestacks for beta’ing this <3

    Also, I feel like I haven’t written a full-length fic in 57 years??? So, I present to you the worst bj ever written

    This is my first “songfic”, feedback would be greatly appreciated. Lyrics are bolded and in italics.

    Words: approx 3.3k

    Prompt: Based off 50 Cent’s Candy Shop.

    Warnings: smut - oral (both receiving), spanking, “Sarge” kink, use of metal appendages, unprotected sex (It wouldn’t be a shock if you wrapped your cock)

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    anonymous asked:

    Can you write scenario where boys (RFA and V + Saeran) try to kiss for the first time MC, but someone interrupt them? I love your headcannons and scenarios <3

    Thanks! Hope you like these:) We made them extra fluffy~


    Zen: 

    • You guys were on your first date
    • After having a nice dinner and a good time outside, he brings you back to his place
    • He wants to set the mood, so he brings you up to the rooftop of his apartment
    • You two are leaning against the railing and the stars are glittering above you
    • You two were standing apart, but then somehow you drifted closer
    • Zen feels goosebumps when your shoulders touch
    • His fingers brush against your hand, and you turn to face him
    • His breath is carried away in the wind when you turn to face him, your eyes reflecting the moon shining above
    • You’re just so beautiful in that moment and he finds himself inching forward in anticipating
    • He barely manages to whisper your name when you two are inches apart
    • A loud creak shatters the moment and another apartment resident seemed to have the same idea with his own girlfriend
    • With the moment already ruined, Zen just offers to walk you home since it’s getting late
    • You’re near your doorstep when you push yourself onto your toes and press a kiss to his lips
    • He’s stunned for a few minutes after–even after you retreat into your home
    • When it registers, adrenaline rushes through his veins and he just can’t stop grinning for the rest of the night

    Yoosung:

    • You two are studying for your upcoming test and Yoosung takes every opportunity to be close to you
    • Thankfully the library is mostly empty
    • He’s feeling shy, but at the same time, he’s trying to be a little bolder today
    • When you ask a question, he makes his move and gently slides his arm behind you
    • He answers, but doesn’t move his arm away
    • A few more questions later, and you finally look at him
    • Your eyes lock, and Yoosung could feel those butterflies in his stomach
    • He felt like a schoolboy really…giddy and on cloud nine
    • You were so close, your cheeks dusted pink
    • He leans just a little bit closer
    • But then the librarian walks by
    • He pulls away and pretends to look at his book, his face hot
    • He doesn’t want to give up, so once she leaves, he tries it again
    • Again, the librarian passes by
    • By the third try, Yoosung gives up and pulls his arm back to his side
    • But his attempts didn’t go unnoticed
    • You call his name gently and he turns to look at you
    • He flinches when you’re mere inches from his face
    • Your finger grazes under his chin, pulling him closer until your lips brush against his in a gentle, feather light kiss
    • It lasted less than three seconds, but small currents of energy shot through him
    • When you pulled away, you were blushing and he stared at you slack jawed
    • He gives you a small smile before interlacing his fingers with yours and returning his attention back to his studies

    Jumin:

    • He invited you to his house for a relaxing evening
    • You had a pleasant meal and a little wine, and now you were just enjoying each other’s company in his living room
    • The conversation led to dancing and you admitted you’ve never danced before
    • He puts some soft music on and moves the furniture out of the way
    • He extends his hand to you and offers to teach you
    • He’s an excellent teacher, and you have the waltz down in no time
    • Maybe because he’s really taking the lead and your focus is more on his grey eyes that are fixated on your own
    • It’s as if time stops, and the music in the background is slowly pulling you two closer
    • After a while, the gentle steps slow to a stand still
    • His grip on your waist tightens, and his eyes trail down to your lips
    • His heart is pounding and his head feels muddled
    • For once, he doesn’t try to control himself and lets his head lean forward
    • Your foreheads touch…then your noses brush together…his eyes flutter shut…
    • Then the yelp of a woman makes you two jump three feet apart
    • One of his cleaning staff entered but quickly fled upon seeing you
    • Jumin didn’t realize it was so late…and also that he forgot to lock the door
    • He apologetically goes to lock the door
    • When he returns, there is a thick silence between you two
    • You exchange hesitant glances and mumble a few broken syllables in attempt to start a sentence
    • Finally, Jumin can’t take it anymore
    • He cups your face and captures your mouth in a searing kiss
    • For the next few moments, you are lost in a swirl of heat, then you both pull away flushed and breathless
    • After you both recover, his lips twitch upwards in a small smile before pulling you back in his arms and leading you in a dance once again


    Seven: 

    • It was another RFA party, and the guest list was huge
    • It was near the end of the night, and Seven noticed you were getting a little overwhelmed with the guests bombarding you
    • He interjects himself in the conversation and somehow manages to pull you away from the crowd
    • He asks if you want to escape the place for a little, and you can’t refuse
    • You two go to the convenient store across the street and get one bowl of ramen and two cans of iced coffee
    • Not wanting to return into the building again, you two just sit on the street curb and eat and talk
    • You start to notice Seven watching which noodles you pick before intently choosing one of his own with his chopsticks
    • You’re starting to catch on to what he’s doing
    • Finally, he succeeds and he manages to find the same noodle you had put in your mouth
    • He’s on the other end, and he suggests you two play a little game: see how far you can eat from both ends without breaking the noodle
    • He thinks it’s a great idea until the distance between your face and his gets smaller and smaller
    • The noodle breaks when you’re only a few centimeters apart
    • But neither one of you can find the willpower to move apart
    • He keeps inching closer, his gaze flitting down to your lips before snapping back to your eyes again
    • The warmth of your nearness banishes any chill in the air, and when your foreheads touch, he’s sure he’s going to burst into flames
    • The invisible string pulling you closer snaps when a familiar voice breaks the silence
    • Seven is vaguely aware of Yoosung calling you two back into the building and mildly scolding you for leaving in the first place
    • Seven’s face floods with heat and he’s mentally slapping himself for trying to get close to you in such a devious way
    • You two both stand and make your way towards the building, but just before you go in, you grab his arm
    • You grasp his tie and yank him down so his lips finally meet yours
    • His brain short circuits upon contact, and all he registers is the taste of coffee on your lips
    • His entire body goes into paralysis, and he barely remembers to kiss back before you pull away
    • You mutter a thank you, your cheeks red and yours eyes darting to the ground  
    • He’s left outside in a daze for a little longer before following you back inside

    Saeran:

    • It was a nice breezy day, so you two decided to take a stroll
    • You guys take a rest under a large tree in this secluded area
    • You’re feeling a bit tired, so your head ends up falling between his shoulder and chest
    • His heart starts thumping a bit harder, but he tries to stay calm as you quietly talk to him
    • The wind teases your hair onto his cheeks, carrying your distinct sweet smell to his brain
    • He’s suddenly aware of every place you’re touching him, and his senses are overloading his mind
    • Then you look up at the same moment he looks down at you
    • He bites his lips and attempts to look away, but he just can’t
    • He opens his mouth in attempts to say something, but he’s not sure what exactly to say
    • Should he confess? Should he push you away? 
    • All the while, you two are drifting closer and closer
    • Just as he resolves to just kiss you already, some kid runs over and shamelessly asks for help to retrieve his kite from the tree above them
    • At first, Saeran was a little annoyed, but he couldn’t deny the kid
    • When he gets the kite and hands it off, you turn to him and press a chaste kiss to his cheek
    • He grabs your arm before you can retreat
    • His crashes his lips against yours, somehow translating all his unspoken emotions into a single touch
    • You’re the one left a little breathless as he takes your hand and continues walking as if nothing ever happened 

    V:

    • You guys went out to get ice cream together
    • You two are just sitting by this nice closed area in this park, enjoying each other’s company
    • You notice he gets a smudge of it on his bottom lip
    • When you point it out, he asks if you can wipe it off for him since his hands are full with the ice cream and his camera
    • He leans forward, but because his sight hasn’t fully recovered so his depth perception is a bit off
    • He ends up getting really close to your face, but he doesn’t realize until his nose bumps with yours
    • Blushing a bit, he pulls a little back
    • He gets shivers when your thumb brushes against his bottom lip
    • Unknowingly, he gets closer until your noses are brushing against each other again
    • You are forced apart when a dog charges in between you
    • The owner comes by a little after and apologizes before catching his pet and returning to the trail
    • There’s a little awkward silence between you and V afterwards
    • He lets out a nervous chuckle before turning to you again
    • He asks if there’s still some ice cream on his lip, and you don’t miss the teasing interlaced in his voice
    • You take the bait and claim you would check before getting super close to his face once more
    • This time, the distance between you really does close with a delicate brush of the lips
    • It’s enough to send a thrill through your limbs
    • When you two are done eating, he lay back in the grass and you gently rest your head against his arm

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    GREY AREA. (M) | 01

    And just like that, your fate was sealed - because Min Yoongi was absolutely going to destroy you. But hell, if you weren’t going to let him, or bask happily in the flames as he did so.

    And sadly, at the time, you didn’t think that your thoughts would become so literal.


    “I’d rather be alone, but you’re fermented in my bones.” - Habits of my Heart, Jaymes Young

    ›› Pairing: Min Yoongi / Reader
    ›› Word Count: 4,444
    ›› Chapter Index and Warnings
    ›› Soulmate!AU, Slowburn, Angst




    And it starts like this:


    You’re standing in a party that one of the college fraternities is throwing, music blaring through a pair of speakers so loudly, that the voice of the singer comes out in a buzz. You feel your heart jump with the rhythm leaking into the room. You’re standing in the foyer of the large house, the room filled with too many people to be considered comfortable, bodies bump into you every few seconds, but you can’t find it within you to care.


    You watch and laugh as Hoseok, one of your friend’s, does a keg stand. Two boys you don’t recognize, and you’re sure neither Hoseok or Taehyung do either, holding each one of his legs upwards. A number of people have huddled around to cheer him on, screaming out a chorus of, “Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!”

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    The signs hugging

    Aries: Pounds your back to make sure you know how intense their love is

    Taurus: Perfectly aligns hearts and holds you tight. A powerful warmth begins to spread through your body. Your eyes well up. A single tear threatens to fall. Then the hug breaks, and the moment is over.

    Gemini: Asks first: “Do you need a hug?” Wraps arms around you, holds tight for a sec, then slaps your back in a brolike fashion and awkwardly breaks apart to avoid seeming too touchy-feely

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    anonymous asked:

    I love your writing! Can you write a harry imagine where he wakes up one morning feeling really sick and not well at all but he doesn't want to disappoint his fans and cancel a show just from sickness so he carries about his day not telling you he's feeling ill but you can tell something is off and harry is being really weird and clingy and looks sick.. eventually he feels so bad that he has to tell you? Thanks!

    Not Just Allergies

    You had your suspicions the night before. He had collapsed onto the couch with a warm cup of tea after he’d gotten home, and had remained mostly quiet as you cooked dinner and went about your daily activities. You’d even caught him dozing off on the couch a few times, only to be startled awake and claim he was only resting his eyes when you came into the room.

    Later that night, you curled up with him on the couch to watch the episodes of your favorite show you’d missed throughout your busy weeks. He rested his head on your shoulder, letting you hold him. It was when he fell asleep, only twenty minutes into the first episode, that you thought something might be wrong.

    You sighed and quickly paused the episode, pressing the home button on your phone and seeing that it was barely past 8 o'clock. Harry usually wasn’t one to go to bed this early, especially not when he knew he’d be spending the night cuddling with you on the couch and stealing kisses from your lips every time you fast-forwarded through commercials.

    You rubbed his arm, trying to wake him up slowly so you could make sure he was feeling alright and find some kind of medicine if he wasn’t. He groggily opened his eyes, looking up at you with exhaustion clear on his face.

    “Is everything okay?” You asked quietly, as Harry squinted at the soft light of the lamp in the room. He yawned, tipping his head back and stretching his achy limbs.

    “M’ fine. I think I’m going to head up to bed, though.”

    Your eyebrows narrowed, rubbing his back as he slowly escaped from your grasp and began to sit up.

    “Are you sure you’re feeling okay? It’s still early.” You pried; the sun had barely set and the dishes from dinner were freshly sitting in the sink. On a normal day, it would be at least a few more hours until you started thinking about going to sleep. He nodded convincingly, standing up off the couch and adjusting the sweatpants on his waist.

    “Just tired, that’s all. I’ve been busy.” He assured you, leaning down to kiss your temple gently.

    “Finish the episode, don’t worry about coming up with me. Love you.”

    You heard his footsteps fade as he made his way up the stairs, and you were left to flip through a few channels on the television until you could find something to entertain yourself with. It wasn’t long before you ended up watching some reruns, and it had barely been over an hour when you found yourself too bored to pay attention any longer. So you slowly trudged upstairs, and peeked into the bedroom before heading to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

    Harry was practically hidden under the sheets, in a different way than usual. It was common for him to get tangled in the blankets while he tossed and turned throughout the night, but this time Harry had piled up layers of warm fleece on top of his body until he was practically unrecognizable beneath them. You frowned as you walked quietly into the bedroom, slipping into some pajamas and and curling up on your side of the bed, careful not to get too close in case your suspicions were correct and he was getting sick.

    The next morning, you woke up to the sounds of drawers being opened and shut clumsily and you weren’t surprised to see Harry fumbling around as he tried to get ready for whatever he had on his schedule that day.

    “Good morning.” You yawned, craning your neck upwards to watch him slip a shirt over his freshly showered body.

    As he turned towards you, you sat up straighter to get a better look at his face. There were dark bags under his eyes, despite the fact that he’d gotten more than enough sleep, and his skin looked ghostly white. His body moved with a certain slowness, it looked like he was contemplating every step as if his body couldn’t hold him up.

    He mumbled a quiet ‘good morning’ in return, rubbing his eyes miserably as he fought off the urge to fall back into the mattress and go back to sleep. You slowly got off the bed, and walked to where he was gathering a few things from the chair where he’d slung a few shirts the night before.

    “Hey, mister, I think you’re sick. You’d better stay in and rest today.” You advised.

    He flinched away when you reached to press your palm against his forehead, not wanting you to feel the warmth that indicated his temperature. He didn’t know for sure if he was running a fever, but based on the way he felt, he wouldn’t be surprised if it was much higher than normal.

    “I’m okay. I feel fine.” He protested, making an effort to stand up straighter and appear like he wasn’t about to double over from his pounding headache and sore limbs. You raised your eyebrows, not believing for a second that he was actually okay. But you left him alone for a few seconds, while you shut the bathroom door behind you to brush your teeth.

    When you came back out, Harry had slipped a sweater on over his t-shirt and pulled the sleeves down so they covered his hands.

    “Baby, it’s warm outside.”

    It was obvious at this point that you were concerned. Meanwhile, he was trying to convince himself that he was alright so he could convince you too.

    “I’m just a bit chilly, that’s all. The water was cold in the shower this morning.”

    You didn’t believe him for a second, but you knew how stubborn he could be, especially when he had something to get done. You followed him down the stairs and watched him pour himself a cup of black coffee, gulping it down and wincing when the hot liquid burned against his sore throat.

    “Harry.”

    “I’m fine.”

    He gave you an unconvincing smile and patted your shoulder as he walked past you to grab his bag by the door.

    “Are you sure you don’t want to stay home? I’ll get some blankets on the couch and we can watch a movie. I can start some tea right now too if you-”

    He cut you off when he stepped forward, placing both hands on your shoulders and forcing you to look up at his face looming over you. You could see that he just wasn’t himself; he looked completely exhausted and like he could fall apart at any second.

    “I’m okay. I feel fine. I’m probably just having some kind of allergy thing, now that it’s spring. Please, baby, don’t give me that look.” He raised his eyebrows when you pouted at him. If there was any way of getting him to stay home, that was your last option.

    He pulled away when you flicked your hand up and tried to reach for his forehead again; his reflexes were too quick. It was silly, really, because if there was nothing wrong with him, he’d have no problem with you pressing your hand against his forehead to judge his temperature. You knew he was hiding something, and he knew that you weren’t gullible enough to believe him when he said he was fine.

    “Promise me you’ll come home if you feel too sick. I’ll come pick you up if I need to.” You gave in, rubbing his arm as you looked up at him in concern. He nodded, a small smile on his face as he took a step towards the door.

    “I promise.”

    You quickly hugged him goodbye, and he opted to press his lips against your cheek instead of kissing you. If there was any last confirmation you needed that he was sick, that was it. He would always give you a real kiss goodbye, which usually turned into a short make out session, before he left for the day.

    As you busied yourself with things around the house, you couldn’t keep your mind from wandering to the way Harry was acting. You were starting to doubt yourself, thinking that maybe Harry really was just having a flare up of his allergies and there wasn’t anything to worry about. If that was the case, you felt bad for pressing the issue if there was never one to begin with. You’d hate to give him a hard time, but at least that way he knew you cared.

    The hours ticked by slowly, and it felt like days had passed by the time you heard Harry’s keys twisting in the lock. Needless to say, you’d spent all day worrying if he was alright.

    You tried to give him some space, and continued drying some dishes while you waited for him to kick off his boots and take off his jacket. However, you felt his arms wrap around you from behind sooner than you expected, and you turned around to see his sweatshirt still covering his body and his shoes still on his feet. His nose was red, his eyes looked puffy with exhaustion, and his face was even more pale than it had been that morning.

    “Baby…” You cupped his cheek and he leaned into your warmth, closing his eyes in comfort and sniffling softly. You wanted so badly to say ‘I told you so’, but you knew that wasn’t what he needed to hear. He already knew you’d been right.

    This time, he didn’t flinch away when you pressed your palm to his head and felt it burning under your touch. Instead, he looked you in the eyes, nearly begging for you to make him feel better. You’d heard it a million times that men were babies when they’re sick, and Harry was definitely no different. There were times when he was able to push past it and get on with his day, like he had that morning, but he always needed a warm pair of arms to hold him and take care of him at the end of the day.

    “Go get out of those skinny jeans, okay? I’ll start the tea.” You smiled sympathetically and tried to turn around, but Harry wasn’t having it. He grabbed your wrist, holding your hand against his cheek and letting out a soft whine. Although you should’ve found it annoying, it only made you want to wrap him up in a blanket and cuddle him against your chest like the big baby he was.

    “Sweetheart, just let me get the tea, okay? Once you get changed I won’t leave your side the rest of the night, I promise.”

    He hesitated, but slowly backed away and trudged up the stairs to change. You got busy with the tea, thankful that he was moving slowly so you had enough time to finish before he returned.

    You felt him next to you, his body radiating even more heat than usual, and he dropped his head against your shoulder as you poured some tea into a big mug.

    “Good?” You asked, cautiously handing him the tea and looking up at him. He nodded slowly, muttering a soft 'thank you’.

    “Let’s get you all comfy on the couch, okay? We can put on a movie if you want.”

    He clung to your hand as you walked over to the couch, tightening his grip whenever you tried to pull away to do something. You managed to lay some blankets on the couch and fluff the pillows with only one hand, letting him hold onto you. You knew he must be feeling pretty bad if he was that clingy.

    “Wanna be the little spoon.” He sniffled, looking at you with the most innocent expression you swore you were going to melt into a giant puddle on the carpet.

    You nodded, laying down first and opening your arms, letting him snuggle his back against you. Propping your head up on some pillows so you could see over his broad back, you handed him the remote so he could pick a movie and let your hands rest over his stomach. The couch wasn’t big, and you were somewhat afraid he’d roll off the edge if he wasn’t pressed so close against you. You slung a warm blanket over you both as you felt him shiver and rubbed his arm gently. His body was stuck so tightly against you so you could feel his slightly labored breathing, and felt his chest rise with each sniffle and cough.

    You pressed your lips to his head as he reached for your hand under the blanket. It wasn’t hard to tell that he wasn’t paying attention to the movie that was playing, especially when he flipped around in your arms so his face was nuzzled into your shoulder. With a loud sniffle, he sighed and clung to your body tighter.

    “I don’t feel good at all.” He moaned.

    You pouted and rubbed your hand over the soft fabric of his shirt, and kissed his forehead again.

    “I know, baby. Try to get some sleep. I think it would help.” You whispered, pulling the blanket up slightly so his body was covered and warm.

    “Don’t go.” He whined, clutching you tighter and coughing into your neck. You winced, picturing the germs splattering onto your skin, but you stayed as still as you could. You weren’t about to deny Harry comfort.

    “I wont, I promise. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

    He didn’t want to fall asleep, but it was getting hard to fight the urge when he was just so tired and you were so warm and comfy. With your arms around him and his body warm from the tea and blanket, he found it impossible to stay awake any longer.

    You couldn’t even complain when his loud snores nearly burst your eardrums, because he was clearly exhausted and all he needed was your warmth and comfort to make things a little better.

    Breathing

    Imagine~ Kai getting into bed with you when he can’t sleep in the prison world.

    Part 2

    Everything was peaceful in the world, especially when there were only two people to disturb the night. And one of them happened to be in a deep sleep, drifting off slowly into dream world. 

    The other however was struggling, tossing and turning; a thin layer of sweat coating his body. Memories which he had suppressed fighting their way to the surface. 

    He jolted awake, looking for any form of comfort in his distress but only to realize he would only have to go a few rooms to his left. 

    Kai lifted himself off the bed, his thoughts fighting each other in his own mind. Right now he needed something to put them all at rest and she was only a few moments away. 

    The small pitter patter of his feet gradually grew nearer to where you were sleeping, peacefully with nothing to disturb you. Or at least so you’d thought. 

    The wooden door creaked open, Kai trying to keep it quiet in attempts to not disturb your slumber. His eyes landed on you and he could immediately feel his thoughts begin to ease. 

    Gradually, he walked towards you, his eyes not leaving you once. At the sight, his thoughts seemed to slip back into the darkest parts of his brain however some remained at the surface, only to be suppressed when a thought more important entered his mind. 

    The soft comforter coated your body, only allowing Kai to see your face but he didn’t mind seeing as it was all he needed to see to help put his mind to rest. 

    He slowly lifted up the duvet, showing your arm which was lying limply at your side. He pulled it up slowly, replacing your arm with himself before placing your arm against his torso. 

    He could hear your slow breathing and he chose to focus onto it, his thoughts slowly subsiding. You stirred lightly in your sleep, feeling a warmth which didn’t belong to you so could only belong to one other person. 

    “Kai?” you breathed, still in your sleepy state. Your eyes fluttered open to be met with the sight of Kai Parker, exactly who you’d imagined it to be. 

    He glanced down at you, upset that his attempts to keep you asleep had failed. “Go back to sleep.” he whispered, not confessing to what he was doing in your bed so late in the night. 

    Curiously, you pushed yourself up onto your elbows so you were eye level with the siphoner. Your eyelids drooped over half your eyes but you could see him clearly. 

    Dark circles rimmed his eyes and a layer of sweat glazed his forehead. Your eyes burned into him, waiting for answers he wasn’t willing to give. 

    “What’s up?” you rasped knowing Kai wasn’t going to speak up without a push. His eyes met yours and it was only then you’d realized how red they were, it was as if he’d been crying. 

    “Couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” he replied with a small smile. Your voice, even in it’s most distant form, made Kai feel secure in himself and that’s all he really needed right now. 

    In an attempt to help you go back to sleep, Kai sunk himself into your warm bed. He lay on his side, making sure to leave plenty of room for you. 

    You followed his actions, pressing your head against his arm which was lying loosely across the bed. 

    The room was silent, the only sound filling the air being the sound of you both breathing. Kai’s heart, which had been beating like a hummingbird, was now beating slowly as his mind focused on her breathing once again. 

    His glance remained on you even as your eyes fluttered to a close. The warmth of his figure radiating onto you. 

    As your breathing became slower so did his, and with that you both drifted off into a deep sleep.