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Walking Out During Fight~BTS Scenario

I love freaking angst, tell me if I should do a part 2 or not.



Originally posted by bwiseoks

“Y/n!” His voice echos through the wall, it made you jump from the spot you were at on your bed. Your hair a slight mess from against the pillow, and your eyes puffy from how tried you have been. Your job had been pushing you and pushing you leading to late nights and longs mornings.

“Yes Jin?” You call out following where his voice was, as you step into the kitchen he looks around. Dishes piled up making you tilit you head. swearing you had done them.

“What is this?” He asks pointing to the mess of the kitchen you frown as your hand reachs to run through your hair.“You have one job, one that I plead is just with you to do the dishes. Just to clean them so when I get home I can make dinner.”

“Jin, I’m sorry I swear I did. Okay I’ll do them now. Okay?” You grumble going to the sink only making him slam his hand down onto the counter

“That’s not the fucking point Y/n! I wanted them done before I got home, from a long day at the studio. Being an idol is not easy Y/n. So I can make you and I dinner. But you know your lazy ass doesn’t even kn-”

“Lazy! I’m lazy?! I work 12 hour shifts daily and the past week over time due to my company and another company joining and us being under fucking stafed. So sorry Jin, I get that being an idol is hard but it’s not the only tiring job out there!” You push past him, and walk to the door, your hand pulling shoes over your feet.

“Y/n!” He yells after you a worried look on his face.

“Nope.” You grumble opening and slamming the door walking away.


Originally posted by dreamyoongi

“No Yoongi it isn’t like you have a girlfriend.” You grumble under your breath, his head snaps to you with a raised eyebrow. He had been working in BTS comback none stop which is perfectly fine. But now that ‘Her’ is out you believed he would’ve slowed down and actually spend time at home, with you. But here he was sitting at his computer, his fingers typing away and you sitting on the couch picking your at your fingernails.

“What was that?” He grumbles making me glare as you look back at him.

“What do you think?” You snapped making him spin around in his chair and look at you.

“I’m working. You understand that, don’t you?” He pleaded with you, his eyes looking at yours as you shrugged. “Y/n, come on,you know this is important to me!”

“So happy to know where I stand.” You mumble standing up, opening the door you hear his chair fall onto the ground.

“You walk out I swear to go-”

“Isn’t like your home at all to come through with your threat. So their just like your promise, empty and full of lies.”


Originally posted by boo-t-s

You had been waiting for him to come home from practice, which should’ve ended an hour ago. Which ut did due to the group chat blowing up with memes and lame jokes from Jungkook and Jin. But you sunshine still has not come bounding through the door, and when he did he was sweating his hair sticking to his forehead. “Hobi where were you?” You question him, his dark eyes look at you then to the floor. His dance bag dropping to the floor as he shrugs.

“Practice,Y/n.” He mumbled his body moving past yours, your grew worried when he bumped into you and winced. “Fuck.”

“Oh honey, let me he-” he cut you off with a growl, his eyes holding a cold glare at you.

“No, I don’t need help. With my dance, or with anything. God just leave me the fuck alone.”

“I just wanted to help.” You whisper ,your head bowing making him scoff.

“Just go away god!” His eyes watch you, a cold stare making a shiver run through your body.

“Fine.” You numble turn on your heel, and walking out the door slamming it behind you.

Rap Monster

Originally posted by slapmon

Spinning around in his work chair you couldn’t help but click your tongue. He was busy with memorizing the lyrics and you thought bringing him dinner would be a nice Jester since he probably wouldn’t be coming home. But before you had grabbed you things to join him, he texted the grop cjat, with you in it and was ranting about how needed space, the boy didnt even hint at him typing and sending it to the group chat with you in it. So it was no surprise when he came into his studio his face went fom joyfuy and full of excitement do confusion and annoyance.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, when you grabbed the bag of food, a single boxof rice and some pork and tossed veggies his smile grew again. “Oh, thank you babe.” You smile at him then grab another bag.

“Change of clothes, blanket, some shampoo and bathing stuff so you don’t have to steal Suga-oppas, a few notebooks.” His eues widen as you stand up.

“Your not staying?"his question made you raise your eyebrow at him.

"Do you want me to?” His face fellll as he shook his head no. 'The why ask?“

"Because you usally do, and I was hoping you werent because I love you but Ive fel-”

“Sufficated? Trapped, yesh I know, wrong group chat by the way.” Your words made his eyes widen as he went to grab your hand.

“You wer-”

“I know, but I did.” You whisper made his step back as you push past him

“I love you.” He mumbled making a tears fall.

“Do you love being with me though.” And you walked out his studio making his heart break.


Originally posted by jimiyoong

“Jimin just stop!” You snapped as he tried to push himself to workout, his body falling to the ground. That dudnt even stop him, his eyes glare at you as he stand and starts to do it again. “You know what fine, faint for exhaustion and dehydration for all I care!”

“Can you support me for once?!” He growls stopping his body turning to you as he limped over the sorness of his muscles finally getting to him.

“Not when your destroying yourself. God Park Jimin.” You say as he stands in front of you.

“I’m not destroying myself, you’re just holding me back!” At this you turn on your heel and walk out making him go and try to chace after you onlynto fall to the ground calling for you.


Originally posted by mvssmedia

“Stop being a child!” Your voice screamed at him, his body sitting down on your shared bed. He had chosen to hide you cell phone and laptop which you needed due to a very important project you were doing in s group.

“Baby I gave them back don’t be all pissy about it.” His words made you roll your eyes as you cross your arms.

“I couldve been done with my part, and spent the rest of the night with you and actually get some sleep. But you had to be a little brat and waste all of my time!” He let’s out a laugh quickly covering it up with a cough. You scoff and turn around and walk out of the room.

“Now who’s being a child!”

“At least I know when to stop being one!” And slam with the front door echoing in his ears.


Originally posted by 7bboys

“Can you not be a child for once.” He snaps making you jump back,the rest of the boys looking at him with wide eyes.

“Kook she was just laughing.” Jin spoke putting a hand on your back. Jungkook rolled his eyes and turned back to his video game.

“Yeah, I know. It’s her trying to be cite laugh and it-”

“Shut up Jeon Jungkook.” You snap, crossing your arms, your lower lip jutting out naturally.

“See now you’re doing the stupid pouty lip thing.” He grumbled making you glare at him, he rolls his eyes at you pausing his game.

“Piss off you asshole.” You say standing ip, his eyes watching as you walk out of the dorms.

Part 2 is split up in two parts {Vocal Line} {Rap line}

{Special} College!AU Yuta
  • major: plant biology
  • minor: n/a
  • sports: soccer team
  • clubs: photography club, earth coalition, did debate team for a while but only because he liked getting into arguments with doyoung in front of people LOL
  • is really popular, fun, and relaxed,,,,,,you can see him taking a stroll from the library to the lab looking absent mindedly at the trees or at the sky
  • but don’t underestimate him,,,,,because he’s actually really smart and organized
  • a lot of the research he does in his courses is praised by his teachers even though he’ll play it off and be like “ah~ i got it right? what luck!”
  • but in front of other students he’s like hell yeah im the prince of the plant biology major ~~
  • likes nature so decided he may as well make a career out of it, also taeil told him once that he looked good in white so getting to wear the lab coat kinda makes him giddy
  • but he frequently likes to hike and go to forests,,,even on days when it isn’t required for his major
  • flirts naturally with everyone, from the TA in class, to the people in his group, to people in completely different majors, once came in to check up on an experiment his group was doing on some eucalyptus plants and i shit u not he touched a leaf and was like “ahhhh, you look pretty today~” to the freaking plant
  • tried to tutor for plant ecology but yuta has this thing where he can plan everything perfectly in his head but when he gets to actually trying to explain anything he’s like ah,,,well,,,you see,,,,one plant,,,and other plant,,,,become friends??? wait no,,,,,biologically plants cant make friends,,,,,,they,,,,,,interact? first date? yEARS of EVOLUtiON haVE CREATed This pLANT,,,,,,,,,,,,does that not make sense
  • but hey,,,he tried his best
  • doyoung calls him “narcissist nakamoto” anytime they see each other on campus dfldskdg
  • but honestly,,,he’s not wrong,,,,,because every soccer game the uni has yuta somehow ends up flashing that handsome smile of his and ending up on the front page of the uni’s sports website, the uni journal, hell even the other teams school has photos of yuta because he’s undeniably attractive
  • esp in a soccer uniform with his hair pulled back, pretty sweat down his strong jawline, and his eyes that can go literally from ^__^ to the most sERIOUS expression
  • comes of cool~ and suave~ and like suuuuuch a smooth talker
  • but all of his friends just sneer when people gush about yuta because they’re all like “this is the dork who calls his mom at like midnight and says he misses her and cries” and also apparently enjoys kidlike things like amusement parks and kamen rider 
  • “isn’t yuta soooo manly and dreamy~?”
  • taeyong somewhere: he collects anime figures don’t trust him
  • jokes jokes
  • but it’s cute,,,,yuta is all flower boy charm in his pressed lab coat and brilliant big smile and always trying to show off that he’s a gentlemen 
  • but also squishing winwin’s cheeks during lunch because wahhh so cute and getting all happy over the new pokemon release like,,,,,how soft
  • his dorm is slightly disheveled but it proves that he works hard with stacks of books and highlighters alongside the many trophies and medals he’s won for the school
  • (and ofc,,,,,his kamen rider figurines lmfao)
  • but yep it’s summer!!! which means a lot of kids have left the campus but some classes are still going on
  • you happen to not be taking any,,,,but you get a job at the local fair that’s going to run all summer a couple blocks away from the uni so you decide it’d be better to just stay in the dorm and well,,,,,make that Money
  • yuta,,,,,,,is also staying but that’s because one of his group studies is being conducted by a teacher who won’t be back in the fall
  • and tbh you only know yuta vaguely,,,,you’re friends with jaehyun who has talked about him and you’ve seen him in the school news
  • but,,,,,you’ve also “heard” rumors about him,,,,,how apparently he likes to flirt as much as possible and isn’t really interested in anything serious
  • someone once said something about how he accepted ten confessions in a day but then broke up with the girls through text
  • and you don’t???? know him???? but those rumors feel weird and full of jealousy
  • but at the same time like what is it your business anyway not like you and yuta have ever interacted 
  • until,,,,,,that changes
  • see your job at the fair is pretty simple,,,,you sell tickets to the ferris wheel and tell people which cabins to sit in
  • the ferris wheel is pretty tiny considering this isn’t a permanent fair,,,,and the rides like 5 minutes tops,,,,,but it gets fairly popular
  • esp at night when all the couples walk by sharing ice-creams and cuddling up close when they buy tickets
  • and secretly you’re like blEGh,,,but at the same time cant lose this job so u just smile and sell tickets
  • and??? that’s when you notice that almost every night
  • yuta comes by
  • and you know it’s him from the face but also,,,you’ve heard him speaking japanese on the phone when buying tickets,,,,,and you don’t think anything of it
  • but he keeps only,,,buying,,,,one ticket,,,,,every night
  • and idk you don’t want to say anything because maybe,,,,this is his stress relief from summer classes????? but at the same time everyones saying this popular boy who could have anyone he wants on campus is spending his nights. alone. on the ferris wheel
  • somehow, without either of you saying much to each other you memorize the time he comes by and save a ticket just in case 
  • like two weeks into this whole ordeal you dont even ask him to pay you just hand him the ticket and yuta gives you a look but you’re just like,,,,,go
  • because honestly you start thinking up ridiculous scenarios like,,,maybe he cries in there???? maybe the ride reminds him of a lost loved one??? maybe,,,,,,,,he uses it as a place to scream out all his frustration 
  • and the tickets are way 2 overpriced anyway college kids need to help each other out
  • but ,,,, the night before the third week of summer classes starts yuta finally says something to you 
  • and when he does you almost fall down,,,,because????? but as you slide the ticket over he goes “this place closes in half an hour, right?”
  • you nod 
  • and he’s like “ill be by the entrance. let me treat you to dinner.” 
  • at first you think you’ve heard wrong - maybe that he needs to treat someone to dinner
  • but when you meet his gaze, yuta smiles and is like “i promise to be there.” before walking off like it’s the moST Casual thing to ask a STRANGER to dinner
  • it shocks you so much that you barely manage to stutter out a “ok” when he’s literally gone
  • as,,,,he promised yuta is standing at the entrance as you come out still wearing your uniform t-shirt with the fairs name sprawled across the front
  • and yuta motions to it and is like “cute” and you’re like um,,,,,,what is happening
  • and he smiles again,,,so bright even though it’s nearing ten pm and he’s like “i know you,,,,,not from the fair but from college. you go to the same one as me.” 
  • you nod slowly but you’re still obviously confused
  • which only makes yuta chuckle, throwing his head back a bit when he does but he’s like “don’t worry, im not being creepy or whatever. it’s just,,,,,i know you’ve been giving me the tickets for free for a while so i thought i should do something nice back.”
  • the sentiment calms you down a bit,,,even though you try to say it’s fine you don’t need to be treated but yuta just throws his hand around you
  • pulling you by the shoulder closer and he’s like “nah,,,,we college students need to jump at any chance we get not to waste money - so c’mon!”
  • and that’s how you end up at a small stall at the night market,,,,yuta piling food onto the tiny plastic table as you watch him balance drinks in his other hand
  • for a moment you think back to those photos you’d seen of him on the school website. the star shining athlete of the soccer team
  • yet here he was,,,,looking something close to a fool,,,,,but in the most endearing way
  • you don’t expect to talk with him for a longtime,,,,but you do. 
  • yuta has a way of making people feel comfortable,,,,he’s obviously sociable and sweet and it’s hard not to like someone who gives compliments and actually seems interested in you
  • especially since the summer semester has left you pretty lonely on campus,,,,
  • but when you check your watch you’re shocked to see it’s nearing 1am and you have a shift tomorrow at the fair 
  • so hurriedly you and yuta clean up and practically sprint back to the dorms,,,,yuta making a joke about how he hasn’t run this much since soccer practice ended 
  • but as you stop in front of your dorm yuta says your name,,,,,smiling and adding that he’ll see you tomorrow before heading off into the other direction 
  • and it’s not till your brushing your teeth,,,,,looking in the mirror that you realize,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,that you just hung out with nakamoto yuta
  • the next night yuta shows up as usual,,,,this time he slips something toward you in exchange for the ticket,,,,,,a ice-cream bar from the grocery 
  • he says that it must suck to not be able to leave and take snacks and you look at the ice cream and go “how did you know my fav-”
  • and he grins and is like “ah, did you forget, you told me yesterday~ i personally like their green tea flavor more but,,,,”
  • and with that he waves,,,,going toward the ride and you sit there,,,,looking at the ice cream
  • and before you know it,,,there’s a small smile on your face
  • yuta is even waiting for you at the entrance again so you guys can walk back to campus together
  • this,,,happens for a bit,,,,,and then there’s a day when you have off and you pass yuta on campus only to have him call out to you and pout because you’re not at work~ he won’t see you later??
  • and you’re like nope i have the day off, you’ll actually have to pay for your ticket tonight 
  • he makes a face that makes you burst into giggles and he’s like ill have to call my sister for more money at this point,,,,,,,or oh,,,,,should i try and get doyoung to use his card,,,,
  • you shake your head because what street fair accepts cards???? and he’s like rats ur right,,,,,,
  • but it’s cute seeing him like this,,,,, in the daylight,,,,,eyes sparkling and pretty,,,,,,,
  • bUT you shake that thought off as soon as you see a group of underclassman walking by and calling out to yuta,,,,,saying something about how he still owes them all lunch or something
  • and the rumors you’d tried to forget come back to you,,,,,,,because hey he probably isn’t treating you any differently than how he treats others
  • catching feelings for him???? Big No No
  • but yuta turns back and says he’ll see you tomorrow then and there’s a hint of happiness in his tone,,,,,but again you’re sure you’re imagining it
  • so why is it that the next evening,,,,your stomach is full of butterflies,,,,,,you’re practically straining your neck to see if yuta is coming,,,,,,
  • the moment you see the familiar silhouette you start adjusting your hair and shirt,,,,,,,,god it makes you feel embarrassed but also,,,,,when his face appears in the window,,,,,smiling and happy
  • it makes your heartbeat surge and you mentally have to keep yourself in check as yuta tells you about something doyoung texted him this afternoon 
  • tbh as you hand him the single ticket,,,,,you get the sudden urge to ask ‘why don’t you ever take someone with you on the ride? like on a date?’
  • but you know you shouldn’t say something like that
  • but when you feel his hand brush against yours,,,,,you just,,,,,,you burst
  • “yuta, why don’t you ever ride the ferris wheel with someone else? someone,,,,,,special?”
  • yuta seems taken back,,,,,for a split moment even speechless but he just looks down at the ticket and you,,,,snap back into reality
  • and start to apologize because that was,,,,,rude of you,,,,,super rude,,,,,god why do you never thinK properly before speaking
  • but yuta just chuckles and is like “ok, you’re right i should take someone special can you give me another ticket?”
  • your heart literally drops into your stomach,,,,because,,,,,he does have someone special,,,,,,,,,,,,
  • but hiding your trembling hands as you print the ticket you hand it to him only to have yuta give it back and he’s like “let’s go.”
  • honestly speaking you shouldn’t ever leave your post at the ticket stand but the park is closing in ten minutes and there isn’t another person in sight so when yuta pulls you in behind him ,,,,,,
  • you find yourself sitting in the see-through cabinet,,,,,the lights of the two flickering below you as the wheel starts to turn
  • and you’re too busy looking at the view to notice yuta is staring at you
  • funnily enough,,,even though you’ve worked most of your summer there,,,,you’d actually never gotten to ride it before
  • so with the sudden invitation to get on,,,,,you kind of got excited,,,,,taking your phone out even to take photos
  • until you hear yutas voice
  • “so, ive taken someone special now. are you happy?”
  • and you look at him and blink,,,,,,,because wait,,,,,,,,are you that special someone???????
  • but ur like no no no way and so you change the topic and you’re like “why do you ride this every night? does it help you think?” 
  • but yuta just shrugs and is like “no. i just like it. i,,,,,,like it enough to ride it twice,,,,,three times but,,,,,,,”
  • and you look up from your phone at him and suddenly he’s leaning over
  • hand coming up to hold the side of your neck
  • and just as you reach the top you feel his lips against yours before he’s pulling away and whispering “but i like you so much that i thought if i come everyday,,,,if i ride this everyday,,,,,won’t they notice me in time?”
  • and,,,,,,,,no one has ever,,,,,,so straightforwardly,,,,,,,said something like that to you so you’re shocked,,,,, 
  • nearly dropping the phone in your hands but,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,,you manage to ask “w-why?”
  • and yuta laughs,,,,,,hand on his stomach and he’s like “seriously? why? because,,,,,i saw you and it was like i was looking at my dream,,,,,,the person of my dreams,,,,,,,,and then when we got to talk i knew it was right. that you’re the one.”
  • the ferris wheel starts moving slowly again and once you and yuta get to the bottom you step out of the cabin,,,,,still trying to process the confession from him
  • when yuta’s hand slips into yours and he’s like c’mon your shift is over. let me treat you again.
  • and,,,,,,,you follow him but suddenly halfway down the streetyou stop and yuta turns to look at you and you’re like,,,,,,, “don’t play around.”
  • and he’s like ? what
  • and you yank your hand from his and you’re like “don’t play around with me. i don’t want to be just another person you woo and then,,,,,and then dump.”
  • yuta watches you,,,,,nervously looking toward the ground and he lets out a sigh and is like “do you think im playing? do you know how much money i spent on that ferris wheel in the first two weeks? 6 bucks for 6 days out of the week. that’s 36 a week, that’s 72 for tWO YOU KNOW WHAT 72 DOLLARS IS FOR A COLLEGE GUY DONT YOU”
  • and you look up and he’s like “listen,,,,,,some rumors about me are true. like how i stare out the window during class like a moron but am also ranked in the top five of my major. yeah i tend to fall over things because im not looking, but im still the ace of the soccer team. and yeah,,,,,,,,,i like to talk and be nice to lots of people but im not a player. my feelings for you are for real.”
  • you swallow the lump in you throat,,,but you’re also like,,,,,,,r-really?
  • and yuta is like yES really now do you feel the same or no?
  • you look at his outstretched hand,,,,,,,and you look at him,,,,,,,the smiling boy who’d treated you to dinner, who’d come everyday not to ride the ferris wheel but to see you,,,,,,,,,,,,and you take his hand
  • because what is there to lose in trusting this handsome, sweet guy,,,,,,who just happens to love corny things like the ferris wheel LOL
  • and most people cant believe yuta is actually dating,,,,,,,,,but not because of those stupid rumors but because he seemingly has never been interested
  • and when you meet his friends for the first time johnny asks if yuta didn’t perhaps pay you on the downlow to pretend-
  • but yuta is like heY im not you mr. chicago and ur like ????? and johnny is like fine fine fine
  • taeyong pats your shoulder and is like “good luck, he’s a handfull.”
  • you also learn of yuta’s undying fondness when it comes to transfer winwin which you dont mind because,,,,,the kids adorable and you and yuta are both like “he’s so cute” like 24/7
  • much to the disdain of literally everyone else,,,,,,,,winwin is lowkey savage though he told you once that you were too good for yuta who apparently is much more airheaded than it seems
  • but you were sure he was joking
  • until yuta literally almost burned down the dorm trying to make homemade takoyaki,,,,,,
  • but boyfriend!yuta is just,,,,,the best
  • he’s so fun and upbeat and never,,,,,like,,,,,,pushy
  • like sure he makes jokes about being prince of plant biology or the only man worthy of your attention
  • but he’s coming from a place of genuine love,,,,,and his want of your attention
  • which is kinda cute because if you ignore him for more than like twenty minutes you meet aegyo!yuta which,,,,,,,can either infuriate you or melt you it’s always a 50/50 draw on that one
  • yuta also loves taking photos which is something you leaned when everytime you’d go on a date he’d start taking candids of you
  • and you’d be like babe im just ordering off the menu we don’t need to take pic- but yuta is already like its fine i took one of you and it’s up on insta i tagged you check it out
  • his sister calls to check up on him and you’re always nervous to talk to her,,,,even though she roasts yuta to you and it’s amazing,,,but you’re always like i want your family to like me,,,,and yuta is like how could they not like you when i like you so freaking much
  • his sister told you about his flowershop job in highschool which you think is just the CUTEST so you always jokingly ask him to get you pretty custom bouquets 
  • but the thing is,,,,,,,,he does,,,,,,,he really does
  • and he surprises you with this big arrangement on the 100th day of dating and each flower has a meaning for what he thinks about you and it’s so beautiful,,,,,,,,yuta no matter how greasy he comes off secretly is a big sappy romantic. fight me on this
  • takes you hiking with him and if you get tired he’s always trying to get you to let him carry you and you’re like NO and he’s like “why not i am a man of nature, man of the mountains-” and ur like man of the mountains when you drop me accidentally off the cliff hell no nakamoto
  • if anything you do like hearing him talk about his major,,,,because people think he’s good looks and athleticism
  • but he’s also so smart,,,,,and his notes are all over the place sure but he knows what he’s doing and it makes you so proud
  • you caught him dancing in the lab once when he thought no one was alone. did he serenade a plant? he most def did
  • the hottest thing about him though,,,,is during his soccer matches it’s like 0 to 10000. at the beginning he smiles and waves at you blows air kisses and does the usual cringy sappy stuff
  • but,,,,,once the game is in heat,,,,,he changes completely
  • the softness in his eyes and smile are gone,,,,,,it’s just a fierce stare and raw determination 
  • and,,,,,,it’s ,,,,,,,,,a turn on especially when he wins and runs up the bleachers right up to you to get a kiss and slip his medal off to put around your neck
  • liKE,,,,,,,how idea,,,,,,,,,also getting to shower with him afterward?????? even more ideal
  • even though yuta can get pretty interesting,,,,intimately he’s always mush and goo for the kisses you give him on the tummy
  • when you both are just lazing around and he’s playing some 3ds game and you heads on his stomach going through your phone and you just lift up the hem of his shirt and kiss his tummy 
  • he makes the cutest,,,,,,,like the CUTEST hehehehe laugh,,,,,,,
  • “yuta,,,,don’t you have lab hours to do?” “yes,,,,but i also have cuddle hours to do so get over here”
  • when you’re upset,,,,,,yuta is,,,,,actually really good at comforting, he reminds you that he’s here,,,,,,by your side and nothing will hurt you and he’ll help you no matter what
  • and no matter how childish his interests are like video games and amusement parks,,,,,,he’s a serious man when it comes to you and your happiness
  • his mom texted you like 40000 baby photos of him which you love and cherish and yuta isn’t actually embarrassed at all tbh he thinks it’s adorable you fawn over him
  • (aka he lives for your attention. if you don’t give it to him, like i said, he turns into a mess of bad attempts on getting you to show him your love LOL) 
  • sleeps in class and still gets straight A’s - it’s infuriating 
  • but also,,,,,whenever you guys have time you’ll head into the city to the amusement park and get on the ferris wheel because no matter what yuta remembers it as your “first official date spot” even though that’d technically not be true
  • but it’s cute and it’s important to you two even though doyoung is like “go to a restaurant like ADULTS” but you and yuta aren’t rushing to grow up
  • any1 who spreads rumors about him gets you super worked up and you’ve screamed at a good number of people and yuta and the boys always hold you back
  • but afterword yuta is always kissing you madly because “wow i love you so much you stand up for me all the time and wow i love you ok im gonna keep kissing you no-”
  • you guys are a fun couple ok
  • still flirts with u even tho ur dating but he does it with plant puns to be cheesey. “will you never leaf me?” “if you were a flower you’d be a damndelion” “we were MINT to be”
  • what im saying is yuta comes off as not being a dork, but he’s the biggest dork
  • OH wearing his soccer team hoodie and people being like “wait, you’re dating nakamoto?” and you getting to be like yes ;-) yes i am ;-)

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What I Read This Week

I had a great time reading this week!

#FREEWHALESFROMBUTTS by cuttlemefish, Mature, 3.8k
It’s just another day at Martha’s Vineyard for Katsuki Yuuri and Viktor Nikiforov. On break from Yale and Harvard respectively, Yuuri and Viktor are ready to fall back in love and look good while doing it (or so Yuuri thinks until he discovers that his boyfriend wears pastel shorts with whales). Or the plotless (rich) preppy fashion AU inspired by some anons on Tumblr who decided we should discuss the horror of Vineyard Vines pastel whale-print shorts. #FreeWhalesFromButts 

I. Am. Screaming. I loved this fic, it made all my rich kid/Ivy AU dreams come true. Thank you Wrath for showing me this fic when I needed it most. #blessed #FreeWhalesFromButts

Raison d'Être by cutesudon (vityanikiforova), Explicit, 12k
President Nikiforov of Russia has a few weaknesses: premium rye vodka, an attention span of 30 minutes, and a torrid love affair with the Japanese Prime Minister.

You all HAVE to real this. Seriously. So, so incredible. I loved every minute of reading this. Such an amazing fic!

Don’t You Know That’s the Way Love Comes? by ken_ichijouji (dommific), Gen, 15k (WIP)
Deputy Director of the Parks Department Victor Nikiforov gets the surprise of his life when the city government gets a visit from a pair of auditors.

As always, this pic is BOMB! Loved the update, and this pic in general. SO funny, cute, and light! Must read!

Smile, Open Wide, Let’s See What’s Inside by stanzas, Teen, 13k
“You should propose with a tooth instead of a diamond on it,” Yuri suggests out of the blue, and sighs when the game character on his screen falls off and dies again. He’s stuck on level 86, and his death count is in the low thousands. Not that Yuuri’s keeping track. “It’s romantic.” “That might be one of the most repulsive ideas you’ve ever shared,” Yuuri tells him, without looking up from his phone.

The sequel to the infamous (and amazing) dentist AU!! I loved this fic a lot, if you liked the first fic you MUST read this update! :D

28 Tuxes by vodkawrites, Teen, 25k (WIP)
While planning his 28th wedding, Yuuri begins to wonder if he can ever find love for himself.

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOD OMG!!!! This fic is so amazing, the last update KILLED me! I loved the movie, and this fic is even better. I can’t wait to read the final chapter!

“Be My Sex Coach, Victor!” by lucycamui, Explicit, 42k (WIP)
Yuuri Katsuki has always been his own worst critic, and a series of unfortunate short-lived relationships has him convinced that he flubs things more in the bedroom than out on the ice. So, of course it would turn out that the ridiculously charming Russian he’s matched with online is a pornstar. But perhaps, a ‘professional opinion’ is exactly what Yuuri needs…

I can’t believe how funny, sexual, and emotional this fic is!! Every update is amazing and I seriously can’t even believe this fic is real LOL You’ll never know how much you need this fic in your life until you read it! Check it out!

My Boy Builds Coffins by ken_ichijouji (dommific), Explicit, 9.5k (WIP)
Yuuri’s always dealt with a lot of (pun not intentional) grief about the family business, so much so he’s given up on making many friends or finding romance.But during one morning Starbucks rush, he meets a light-haired, blue-eyed man in dark colors and manicured nails who just might prove him wrong that no one will be able to get past his job.

Already a favourite of mine. Such a different AU that I was not expecting to love but I am so pleasantly surprised!! 

The Katsulanont Guide to Surviving College (Rice Cooker Required) by xylophones, Teen, 4.2k
A friendship told through three hamsters, a rice cooker, and the resurrected trade-and-barter system.

Such a fun and easy read. I love college!Yuuri and Phichit! 

Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts by Reiya, Explicit, 167k (WIP)
Part 2 of the Rivals series and companion fic to ‘Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches’. One small change alters the course of both Viktor and Yuuri’s entire lives, throwing them into a bitter rivalry that spans across many years and creates a world where they both tell a very different side to the story.

no. nope. i…. i am dead.

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Here’s to another week of great fic reading! Be sure to give the authors some love!

Tasty* ~ [1/2]

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Mature - 18+ only
Summary: Reader prepares the last important details of Chris’ thirty-sixth birthday party, but he can only think of one or two ways he’d like to celebrate this day with her.
Word Count: 2.5k
Genre: Fluff/Mild smut
Warnings: build up; mentions of sex/innuendos, Chris being a dork and a butt guy, slight food play/kink, make out session and language!
Author’s Note: I know, Chris’ birthday was yesterday (June 13th), but I actually wrote so much that I had to split this into two parts. The actual smut will be in the last part hopefully up tomorrow. Once again, happy birthday to the Dorito and enjoy! xx

    “Dodger, come here,” you whispered and the dog padded out of the kitchen, stopping at your feet. You bent and patted his back as his tail wagged excitedly.

    Staring back at your reflection in the mirror of the foyer, you smoothed out your dress - the same summer dress you’d wear on your first date with Chris three years ago - and you applied your cranberry lip balm. You weaved a hand through your hair, pushed up your breasts and you picked up the breakfast tray you’d left on the entryway table.

    “What do you think? He’s going to like it, right?” You asked Dodger and laughed at how ridiculous you sounded. My God, I’m talking to a dog.

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    It’s Our Turn (Guess Who’s Back Part 2)

    Writer - @damndescendants

    Requested - nope. Just doing a part 2 to give you something while I finish requests up

    Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

    Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

    Summary – After their encounter with Harry Hook, (Y/N) and the other Villain Kids make their plan to get Ben back and find a way to bring Harry back with them 

    Warning(s) - fighting, near drowning, fluff at end, bad writing because I have no idea where this was going lmao

    Originally posted by rottentothecoreee

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    fandoms-stoll-my-life  asked:

    Can you do the RFA + V with an MC who CANNOT sleep in a house alone. Like she's paranoid about someone breaking in, watching her in her sleep, etc. So by the party she's sleep deprived and close to passing out.

    Wow look at cat mom actually doing stuff!! Much productive such write!! Sorry for not being active lately due to some personal matters and overall crappy health, but I promise to try my best from now on.

    Onto your request: Yikes I want to wrap this MC in a blanket and put her to sleep like omg who gives a damn about this party lol. Anyways, here you go, love! I ignored everything that happened in each party because that would’ve changed… well, your entire request, especially in certain routes. Just think of it as a neutral party? Taking Jaehee’s route as an example.

    - Admin Cat Mom.


    • the moment is perfect and this baby boy is more than ready to become a Manly Man and give you that well-deserved kiss you both have been waiting for.
    • and he’s going for it, he wraps his arms around you and leans in for a kiss, but right before closing his eyes he notices how drained you look.
    • the bags under your eyes can be seen from space oh dear god.
    • of course the stupid kiss doesn’t matter anymore.
    • and he beats himself up for not noticing it before?
    • immediately starts interrogating you.
    • sweetie you’re not helping let poor MC at least process the questions.
    • instead of answering any of them, you mumble something unintelligible and hold tightly to his arms.
    • you got like two hours of sleep last night, your eyelids are heavy and your whole body feels like jelly so you’re thankful for the extra support.
    • but while your busy letting yourself go in his arms, he straight up freaks out because—are you passing out right now, MC?
    • oh god oH GOD PLEASE DON’T.
    • once he takes you somewhere quiet, gets you a chair, and makes certain you’re somewhat more stable, he squats down in front of you and holds your hand, stroking it softly as he listens to what’s been troubling you.
    • if only he would’ve known sooner…
    • “I’m so sorry you had to go through that by yourself, MC.”
    • you can see true anguish in every corner of his face.
    • after a brief discussion with the rest of RFA, he offers to take you home and promises to stay with you until you feel better.
    • and even though he doesn’t say this out loud, he would gladly, ahem, sleep right next to you if it’ll make you feel safe and sound.


    • this place is so crowded and noisy and holY SHIT you look like you’re dying, MC, what the hell happened?
    • he’s eavesdropping on you and it’s quite evident you’re trying your best to make conversation with guests but you’re so disconnected from everything, stuttering and fidgeting and spacing out.
    • so he approaches you and carefully places a hand on your shoulder to help you out a little and pull you back to earth.
    • and… you startle at his touch and screech, he screeches as well and backs up, everybody goes quiet, things get awkward, suddenly the concept of spontaneous combustion sounds nice and fitting.
    • in order to avoid making things worse, though, he smiles for the guests, suggests them to try the food and takes you somewhere less crowded.
    • it’s not really a pleasant talk because you feel so dizzy and you’re afraid he may start nagging you for not getting enough sleep.
    • yet not surprisingly enough, he gets mad at everyone but you.
    • he’s mad at seven and v for leaving you all alone in someone else’s apartment and refusing to reveal your location
    • what was the point of that anyway?
    • he’s also mad at himself for not being there for you.
    • and while he rattles on and on about RFA’s irresponsible and careless members, your legs start feeling heavy and your vision gets blurry.
    • whoops, there goes MC who is now all passed out on the floor.
    • OH SHIT.
    • nope nope nope he’s getting you out of there rIGHT NOW.
    • not a chance he’s letting you stay at the party, you need a good ol’ beauty sleep to recharge and get better.


    • she’s been in your position more times than she can count.
    • it’s pretty obvious she recognizes all the signs of a sleep deprived individual.
    • and she’s honestly the sweetest and most caring of them all?
    • like honey, you’ve done more than enough for this huge success of a party, you’re even trying to socialize and interact with guests while struggling to stand and walk.
    • everything’s been taken care of and the guys are handling the party just fine, you don’t need to worry and you’re going home right. now.
    • because having you wander around while close to passing out could do more harm than you leaving early.
    • when she mentions driving you somewhere nearby rika’s apartment so you can get some sleep, your face immediately drops.
    • oh…?
    • she’s quick to pick up your reaction and asks for an explanation.
    • after you provide her one, she deadpan nods and grabs you by the arm.
    • okay then it’s settled, she has no choice but to take you to her place.
    • when you both arrive, she puts you to bed and offers you a warm cup of tea to help you relax before heading out.
    • except she barely makes it two inches far from her bed because there’s something desperately pulling her sleeve.
    • she hesitates for a moment and urges you that you’re safe here, there are no bomb threats or possible intruders or hackers slash kidnappers waiting for the right time to take you away.
    • plus they’re expecting her at the party.
    • but… you’re persistent and you seem genuinely distressed thus she can’t just go on with her day knowing you’re feeling unsafe.
    • so she lies down next to you and lets you rest your head on her chest, and she promises to stay by your side until you wake up.
    • her heart is pounding like crazy and her cheeks are bright red, poor thing may explode at any given second but it’s okay it’s all good, it feels nice having you this close.
    • you soon fall asleep together and it’s the cutest thing.


    • as soon as he arrives, he eagerly starts looking for you.
    • an alluring being among the crowd he simply cannot wait to meet, where can they be? you can tell how anxious he is just by looking at his left cuff.
    • he’s fidgeting with it nonstop.
    • he asks about your whereabouts to every RFA member and guest he encounters without any luck.
    • until he bumps into seven and pops out the same question yet again.
    • “there,” he answers while pointing at his back.
    • five seconds later you crash into him, both of you losing balance for a moment.
    • “are you drunk, MC?”
    • though harsh and quite direct, he tries to be discreet about it.
    • and in his defense, you do look a bit drunk and disoriented.
    • this isn’t how he imagined getting to meet you.
    • still, he’s a gentleman resolved to help you avoid embarrassment and discomfort, and instead of dwelling on the reasons behind your current state right there, he escorts you outside to have a talk.
    • what? what do you mean you’ve barely slept in the past two weeks?
    • he refrains from lecturing you because 1) you look like you could faint at any minute and 2) he doesn’t want to upset someone who’s already upset enough, it’d be no help.
    • “you should’ve called, why didn’t you? I would’ve kept you company.”
    • you know it’s serious when executive director jumin han is willing to sacrifice his sleep and tight schedule just to make sure you’re having a good night’s sleep.
    • but since “it’s no use crying over spilled milk” his words and he has zero fucks to give, he suggests fleeing from the party.
    • no worries he ends up calling jaehee to let her know you’re feeling unwell.
    • after getting into his car, you fall asleep on his shoulder.
    • he stays still and watches you sleep in silence, a cute, barely noticeable smile across his face.


    • oh noes.
    • he’s seen that “do i want death or am i already dead who the hell knows at this point” look you’re pulling off.
    • where, you may be wondering? oh, that’s right, in the fucking mirror every goddamn night for the past fifteen years of his life.
    • you look like a zombie wandering around the room, you’re bumping into people and making a mess your way.
    • you haven’t even realized there’s a wine stain on your pretty clothes.
    • YOU. NEED. HELP.
    • otherwise, he’s afraid you’ll pass out cold and the last thing you need right now is a concussion, so he comes up to you and greets you with one of his dumb jokes in order to lift your spirit.
    • it kinda works but you’re still looking… well, dead, and moody.
    • a moody zombie? yeah, that’s about it.
    • refusing to give up on you just yet, he grabs your hand and promises to stay by your side throughout the whole night so you can lean on him, literally, whenever you feel like you’re about to faint.
    • what was that? do you want to leave early instead? that’s cool too, jaehee will take care of everything don’t you worry, my brave soldier.
    • defender of justice seven zero seven’s got your back!!
    • you eventually leave the party together but you don’t go very far, instead, you lay down on a park nearby to contemplate the sky.
    • he’s telling you stories about the clouds idly passing by when he hears a sweet little snore.
    • it’s you!! you’ve fallen asleep on his chest, aw.
    • all the blood in his system gathers on his cheeks and he is now all red, you can’t tell his hair apart from his face.
    • and in order to keep you warm and well protected, he embraces you with both arms and kisses your head.
    • later on he falls asleep too because he’s just as sleep deprived as you.


    • surprise surprise! much to everyone’s expectations, lovely boy has decided to show up to the party!
    • and he’s so excited to meet you after hearing so many positive things about you and how you’ve put every ounce of energy into RFA’s party.
    • he needs to thank you properly!!
    • spotting you amidst the guests isn’t really hard as there’s a bunch of people gathered in the center of the room making commotion.
    • apparently, someone has fainted? he can hear yoosung screaming and asking people to make some room, zen is yelling something about CPR, and jaehee is rushing to the crowd while dialing what it seems to be 119.
    • what in the world…?
    • determined to do some damage control, he hurries to reach jaehee and tries to find out what the hell is going on.
    • “it appears MC has passed out and we don’t know the reason.”
    • no need to say more.
    • he kindly but firmly asks people to stay back so that you can get some air, and he also sends yoosung to get you a chair to sit on.
    • zen is in charge of bringing you a glass of water because boy needs to calm the eff down.
    • five minutes later he manages to sit you upright in a chair, away from the crowd and where you can get some fresh air.
    • six pairs of concerned eyes are piercing right through you while you try to regain consciousness, only one of them hidden behind sunglasses.
    • you may not see those eyes clearly, but they carry the most guilt out of all of them.
    • in his usual soft caring voice, he does an attempt to ask you what’s wrong, and as he gets the answer he was expecting, he frowns and strokes your hair.
    • “why didn’t you say anything? we could’ve helped you.”
    • were it not for the mess he’s sunken in thanks to rika, he would’ve gone to the apartment himself to make sure you were getting some sleep.
    Song of Themyscira | Six

    Summary: As an Amazonian warrior, you’re invited to Man’s World by Diana Prince. Ares, angered by the situation, decides to send an army, led by his son, to disrupt the peace. Will James be able to follow through, or will the Amazonians keep the peace?

    Pairing: James ‘Bucky’ Barnes x Amazon!Reader

    Word Count: 1774

    Warnings: Language (for now)

    A/N: Two updates in one day, this happens once in a blue moon, so enjoy ;) huge, huge, HUGE shoutout to mi tartita, April, for beta’ing this and restoring my confidence every chapter, te amo || SoT masterlist

    Originally posted by rohgers

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    sudden realization 2 || j. jk

    Originally posted by purelyjimin

    Summary: ‘Right because as a member of BTS being an ass is not a requirement.’

    Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

    Genre: Angst, Fluff, SMUT(I’m practicing don’t judge my skills lmao)

    Words: 1794

    A/N: I decided to do a time skip and just continue to the angst. Itried writing smut again and I think I am getting the hang of it but not entirely sure yet haha. Please enjoy  (;

    part 1  part 2 part 3

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    Little Kylux things I get emotional about at night

    Hux and Kylo are rivals, and although I love their hatefuck-proneness as much as the next guy, rewatching the movie again (and again, and again) I became obsessed with the thought that their resentment might be pretty fucking recent, and that despite everything, Kylo trusts the shit out of Hux. Emotinal and biased meta under the cut.

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    Just a Friend to you

    Josh Dun x reader: Just a friend to you

    Request: Tyler or josh x reader based on the song ‘just a friend to you’ by Meghan trainor? ❤️❤️❤️

    Warnings: None

    Why you gotta hug me
    Like that every time you see me?
    Why you always making me laugh
    Swear you’re catching feelings


    “Hey (Y/n)!” you spin around to see your best friends Josh, Tyler and Jenna sitting in a booth of the diner you just walked into.

    Your heart rate quickens when you see Josh stand up and make his way towards you, before you can react he pulls you into a tight embrace “I missed you” he whispers as he leans his head into the crook of your neck letting your senses fill up with a mixture of sweat and deodorant. He squeezes you one last time before letting you go, “Hi (Y/n)” Jenna speaks as she pulls you into a tight embrace, Tyler awkwardly gives you a one armed hug “How have you guys been? It’s been like a week since I’ve last seen you” you question

    Before anyone else could say a word, Josh spoke up, “oh yeah we’ve just been fighting aliens” “Aliens aren’t real Josh” you smiled shaking your head “Well have you ever seen one (Y/n)” he fires back “Nope I can’t say I have” “You’re welcome” he says.

    You chuckle while looking down at your shoes.

    “We better go, we have some recording at the studio to do” Tyler speaks

    “Alright well have fun boys, and Jenna” you reply while finally looking up, Jenna flashes you a smile “Cya (Y/n)” heading for the door with Tyler, “Catch up with you guys soon hopefully” you call out to them, Josh kisses your forehead “Goodbye (Y/n)” you were too stunned to reply before the bright yellow haired man made his way out the door,

    You slump down at a nearby table and got ready to order something.

    I loved you from the start
    So it breaks my heart

    When you say I’m just a friend to you
    'Cause friends don’t do the things we do
    Everybody knows you love me too
    Tryna be careful with the words I use
    I say it 'cause I’m dying to
    I’m so much more than just a friend to you

    You’ve been friends with Josh since high school,

    You were the one he cuddled up to when he was lonely,

    You even went to prom together but ‘Just as friends’ which broke your heart , Tyler and Jenna have both talked about it to you, “He likes you trust me, you just gotta make the first move” you can recall Tyler saying “By the way he acts around you pretty much everyone thinks he’s in love” said Jenna.

    You have wanted to tell Josh about your feelings since high school but you never did for the fear of rejection.

    When there’s other people around
    You never wanna kiss me
    You tell me it’s too late to hang out
    Then you say you miss me


    You stare at your now cold coffee recalling all the times Josh has kissed you (not on the lips) when no one was around, at Tyler and Jenna’s wedding we were both outside getting some fresh air he told you he can’t wait to get married one day and then kissed your temple before walking back inside, When you Jenna, Tyler and Josh were having a movie night and Tyler and Jenna went out to get some junk food Josh kissed your cheek before getting up to go get a glass of water.

    It’s been a year since you and Josh have hung out alone, he always says that he is busy no matter what day or time you ask, but then says that he misses hanging out.

    It confuses you.

    A friend to you
    A friend to you
    A friend to you

    You have mentioned to Josh about being more than friends.

    “Hey Josh imagine if we were like Tyler and Jenna” you hinted “Yeah but we are just friends (Y/n) that wouldn’t work”

    PART 2?

    Yes I know I didn’t use all of the lyrics (that’s because there is a lot of repetition)

    This was my first song imagine so don’t be afraid to tell me how I did, the person that requested this you can get me to do it again if I didn’t do the song enough justice J

    Have a good day/night everyone, stay alive

    To Borrow #5

    My sweet crazy baby Saeyoung <3 I honestly honestly didn’t think I’d want to play this guy’s route. Even more so than Yoosung. However he was my Solas from DA:I in MM. This crazy knowledgable, powerful and horribly broken dark horse that comes to claim your heart out of nowhere <3

    Also I am not super tech savvy. I am not a hacker. I am not any sort of programmer. Please just remember that and read ahead with a pinch of salt I guess :) 

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    Little Lost Soul

    Negan x Reader

    2400 words

    Warnings ~ Negan language, bit of angst (reader is selectively mute), no smut in this part

    So this is the first part of what might be a new series. I’ve put a bit of myself in the story, mostly just the selective mutism. I would love feedback, positive or otherwise!

    Tags are at the bottom. If you don’t want to be tagged, or do want to, just let me know!

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    On the Brink - Chapter 7

    Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

    Pairings: Lucifer x You

    Warnings: Mild swearing. A little bit of angst. 

    Author’s Note: I got a little carried away with this one. Special thanks to @dekahg for the idea for this chapter. Enjoy!

    Tags: @krysta1kitkat @caffeine-nights@dekahg @capsofwinchesters @casteelle @tolieboy @xmaspumpkin @amyapathetic @littlepandadreamer @only-a-nerd @uruburock13 @teamfreewilllovesyou @supernatural-everyday @queen-of-the-lost-ones @jezzula @fangirl1855 @sympathyforluci @fromhellswithlove @youraveragespaceprincess @messengerofdark @imagesforfandoms @extreme-supernatural-lover @graysonatbest @kcam16201 @shadypeachrunaway @uzum4k1-uch1h4  @depravedandwickedchild @extreme-supernatural-lover @just-a-bit-evil @wayward-hell @wearealltalesintheend @nicowhereinhadesareyou @pineapplesbelongonpizza @imincastiels @stillnotginger2294 @weirdlyobsessedreader @saltyasshxe @fandom-planet-lover @cozyjaws @wait-what5 @cloudyaries

    Originally posted by lucifersagents

    A week later, the big SUV rolled into a small Alaskan town just over the border. You were going stir crazy having been in the vehicle for 8 days now and wanted nothing more than to never see the inside of a car again. You jumped out before the wheels stopped turning and walked a few paces away. You studied the small, rundown motel you all were going to be staying at while you hunted the alpha werewolf. You had stayed in some shoddy places before, but you thought this really took the cake. You vaguely wondered if it was vacant and if you were going to be squatting there before you saw the one light on in the dingy office. It shined dully in the dark night.

    Mick stepped up next to you and smiled. You smiled back at him. True to his word, Mick had been the perfect gentleman on your second date. And on your third and fourth one as well. You were genuinely having fun with the British man. He was a nice break from the hustle and bustle of everything else.

    “Some help would be nice.” Dean’s gruff voice cut through the night.

    You turned to see him and Ketch grabbing some bags out of the SUV’s trunk. Sam was trudging towards the office and Lucifer was just leaning against the vehicle, looking off into the distance. You sighed and went to help your brother.

    The archangel hadn’t changed his mind at all in the week since he said he was done with you. He wouldn’t speak to you or even look in your direction. It was like you didn’t exist to him and it was starting to get under your skin. You hadn’t done anything wrong, but you knew that didn’t really matter. Angels were hard to figure out at the best of times, and Lucifer was especially complicated. If he wanted to be done with you, so be it. You had better things to do than worry about a moody archangel.

    The research began as soon as all the bags were moved into the rooms. The whole group was gathered in the room you were sharing with Sam and Dean (they wouldn’t pay for you to have your own room - dicks), and everyone had their laptops out, or were looking through books.

    You were sitting on your bed, a book opened on your lap while Mick reclined next to you with his laptop. Even so often while he was thinking, he would absent-mindedly rub your leg or your arm. You didn’t think he meant anything by it as he just naturally just seemed to be very touchy-feely, but it was driving you crazy, and not in a good way You had a thing about personal space and while you could technically be termed as “dating”, you still didn’t like it. Eventually, after one long moment where his hand had just rested on your leg before he began to type again, you hopped to your feet.

    “I need some air,” You stated as four pairs of eyes looked up at you. You noticed Lucifer’s icy gaze was looking out the window, purposefully avoiding you, but you didn’t care. You had to get out of that room.

    You stepped out into the chilly Alaskan night and closed the door tightly behind you. The parking lot was deserted except for the SUV and there was no one on the road. The tiny town all seemed to sleeping, which was appropriate considering it was about 2 in the morning. That’s when you realized you were finally alone. A smile broke out on your face. You hadn’t been alone in over a week and it felt so freeing.

    Still grinning, you set off down the road, just reveling in the fact that you were finally alone. You walked about a mile down the road before turning off on a trailhead that would run a loop through the forest according to the map on a sign at the turnoff. The trail ran about 3 miles and was very clearly marked, so it was easy going. You figured you had gone about 2 miles down the trail when a chilly breeze began to blow. The forest was dark and silent, so there was no mistaking the voice that spoke out from behind you.

    “Now what would a Winchester be doing here?”

    You whirled around to see a tall woman standing about fifteen feet away, dressed in business casual attire. Her eyes flashed blue.

    “Going for a walk, what’s it look like?” You asked, your tone lazy. “The real question is, what is an angel doing out here?”

    She chuckled. “The name is Serus. And I’m hunting, much like you.”

    “I very much doubt that you and I are hunting the same thing, Serus.” You said gruffly. “Why don’t you cut the bullshit and tell me what you want.”

    She crossed her arms. “Lucifer.”

    Your head cocked to the side. “Huh?”

    “You heard me.” She scowled. “I want Lucifer.”

    “What for?”

    “He belongs in the Cage. My brethren and I are going to make sure he goes back there.”

    “And what makes you think I know where he is?” You asked.

    She rolled her eyes. “Please. We caught one of Crowley’s dogs. We know about the two of you.”

    You shook your head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t know where Lucifer is. You’re barking up the wrong tree here.”

    “So what happened after your brothers freed you then? They just let him go?”

    “I don’t know.” You shrugged. “I didn’t ask, they didn’t tell.”

    “Oh how militant of you.” She said, her eyes narrowing. “Too bad. I was planning on letting you go, but now I think I’ll take you hostage. Maybe the brothers Winchester will be willing to trade.”

    You shrugged and pulled an angel blade out of your jacket pocket, where you always kept it. “You can try, Serus, but I don’t think it’ll go very well for you.”

    She cocked an eyebrow, her own blade sliding out of her sleeve. “Or maybe I’ll just kill you instead.”

    Serus took a step towards you and your grip tightened on your blade.

    “Or,” A voice rang out. “We could all just get along.”

    Serus whirled around and you could see Lucifer standing several feet behind her. The moonlight cut through the trees, giving his hair a silvery glow. The sight of him bathed in the glowing light took your breath away despite the circumstances. He was truly beautiful.

    Serus didn’t waste any time. She leapt towards him swiftly and silently, her lips peeled back in a terrible sneer. Lucifer was quicker though, despite not having access to his powers. A second later, he was in between you and Serus, facing the latter.

    “Let’s talk about this, Serus.” He said calmly.

    “There’s nothing to talk about,” She snarled. “You’re going back where you belong, Deceiver.”

    “Nope. I’m not. But I’m giving you the chance to walk away. I suggest you take it.”

    She flung herself at him again, her blade flying through the air. Lucifer went to sidestep her again, but this time she was expecting it and changed her angle of attack. You moved without conscious thought, stepping quickly in front of the archangel and shoving him backwards. You brought up your blade in an underhand arc, plunging the tip into her ribcage. At the same time, her blade plunged downwards right under your left shoulder. You screamed as the blade went all the way through and ripped out the other side.

    Serus was screaming too, blue light pouring from every orifice as she died. Her vessel dropped to the ground and you dimly recognized the dark shadow of wings spreading out from her back across the ground.

    Bitch, you thought.

    Your knees buckled and you sank to the ground. The angel blade was burning in your shoulder and you knew that if it had gone any lower, you would have been dead immediately. You grasped the handle protruding from your body, steeled yourself, and yanked. The blade was firmly lodged and didn’t budge, but you almost immediately passed out from the pain. You fell onto your side, feeling your strength starting to fade. You had felt this before, many times, in Crowley’s dungeon. You would be blacking out any second now.

    “Y/N!” You heard a frantic cry, but you were fading fast. Your vision began to darken and the last thing you saw before slipping into unconsciousness was a pair of icy blue eyes looking down at you with all the fear in the world.

    The first thing you noticed was that your mouth felt like cotton. The second thing was that your head was pounding.

    “Water,” You croaked.

    You felt a cup being held up to your lips a second later and you drank the cool liquid greedily. Once you had quenched your thirst, you opened your eyes.

    You were in a hospital, hooked up to at least a billion different machines. Sam, who had given you the water, sat by your side. The lines in his face were deep and you could tell he hadn’t been sleeping. Dean stood leaning against the wall a few feet away, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked even worse than Sam.

    You smiled at the two of them. “Hey.”

    Dean scowled. “What the hell were you doing in the middle of the damn woods, Y/N?”

    Sam scowled at him, but you answered.

    “Just taking a walk, Dean.” Your voice was raspy, but strong. “That’s all.”

    He clenched his jaw and stalked out of the room angrily. Sam watched him go, then looked back at you.

    “He’ll be okay.” He said.

    “I know.” You gave him a small smile. “He’s just angry because he couldn’t help me.”

    Sam took a deep breath. “That, and we just got you back, Y/N. I know we haven’t talked about it much, but we were both really worried about you for that year. We had no idea where you were, we thought you had just run off somewhere to live a normal life. You talked about it sometimes and we thought that’s what had happened. But…then we found out you had been tortured the whole time. And we hadn’t been looking for you. I know you’re going to say that it’s not our fault, but it’s still a weight we carry around every day. You’re our little sister. We’re supposed to protect you and we’ve failed twice now.”

    “Sam. I’m a Hunter. Torture and angel blades in the shoulder are occupational hazards that I’ve accepted.”

    He gave a small nod. “That doesn’t mean we’ve accepted them for you, Y/N.”

    You pushed the button on your bed so that you were sitting up. “You don’t have to,” You said kindly. “It’s my life, you big bozo.”

    Sam smiled and some of the cloud over his eyes seemed to dissipate. “I better go check on Dean.”

    You watched as he left, then laid your head back on your pillow and closed your eyes. You weren’t sure how long you were out before the change in temperature woke you. The room was suddenly ice cold. You shivered and pulled the flimsy hospital blanket up to your chin. You opened your eyes a crack and saw Lucifer’s form sitting next to you in the chair that Sam had vacated.

    “It’s a little cold in here,” You said, your teeth chattering.

    He said nothing, but the room heated up quickly. You opened your eyes and looked at him. He sat there hunched over, his hooded gaze on you. It was a little unnerving.

    “Um…hi.” You said. He still said nothing, merely stared at you. “Staring is rude, you know.”

    His gaze finally dropped and he took a deep breath. He whispered something.

    “What?” You asked.

    “An inch.” He said, raising his voice. “An inch from your heart. That’s how close the blade was.”

    “Ah, well, guess I can say it literally missed it by an inch.” You quipped, trying to hide how much that information shook you.

    His gaze snapped back up to you. “You’re making jokes?” He asked in a low voice.

    You lifted your good shoulder in a half shrug. “What else can I do?”

    “How about not leap in front of a blade that was meant for me?” He shouted, startling you.

    “You would rather I let you die?” You asked incredulously. “Are you serious?”

    “I had a plan!” He said, leaping to his feet.

    “Did your plan include getting stabbed to death with an angel blade?” You shot back angrily. “Because that’s what was going to happen!”

    He glared at you, breathing heavily, his hands on his hips. “So you getting stabbed instead was better?”

    “Uh, yeah!” You said pointedly. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m not dead!”

    “But you could have been,” He said, clearly frustrated. “One inch lower-”

    “But I’m not.” You said firmly, interrupting him. “And neither are you. That’s a win in my book.”

    He clenched his jaw, but sat back down in the chair. All the fight seemed to go out of him in an instant. He leaned against the bed, his arm and hand resting lightly on the mattress.

    You studied him for a moment before asking the question you really wanted to know the answer to. “So what were you doing out there? Were you following me?”

    “I was just out for a walk.” He said, not looking at you.

    “You stalker.” You said, a little playfully. “You think I can’t handle myself?”

    He looked at you and cocked an eyebrow. “Apparently not.”

    “Pfft I had her handled. Piece of cake. Until you showed up.”

    “You were outside alone at night in an area where the alpha werewolf is running around murdering people. You really think I’d let you wander off alone?”

    “Aha! So you were following me!”

    He sighed. “You’re impossible.”

    You merely smiled. You were beginning to feel sleepy again. “I knew you still cared about me.”

    He looked startled. “Who said that?”

    You rolled your eyes. “Please.”

    He was silent a moment and you could feel sleep dragging you ever closer.

    “You’re right.” He said lowly. “I do still care.”

    A funny warmth began to spread through your body, making you giddy and content all at the same time. You didn’t think it had to do with the pain meds they were giving you.

    “It’s okay,” You said, peaking at him from the corner of your eye. You couldn’t open them fully anymore. “I still care about you too.”

    You moved your hand over to where his was resting and squeezed it lightly. He looked up at you in surprise. You thought you could see something else there too, something that looked like…hope? But that could have been the meds. Either way, you felt his cool hand turn and clasp yours tightly, as if he were afraid you would float away. And in a way, you were floating.

    “Don’t leave me again,” You mumbled, hardly aware of what you were saying.

    His other hand wrapped around yours and you felt his cool lips touch your fingers. You heard him whisper, “Never.”

    And the blackness took you once more.

    The next time you opened your eyes, your mind felt clearer. You knew the doctors were beginning to cut back on the meds. Hopefully you would be discharged soon.

    Mick sat next to your bed, reading a lore book.

    “You shouldn’t really be reading that in public.” You said.

    He looked up at you and grinned. “You’re awake.”

    “How astute of you.” You said, grinning back.

    “Well, darling, my astuteness is what I’m known for.” He stood and leaned over to kiss you. He straightened afterwards and looked down at you. “I was worried about you.”

    “I’m a hunter, Mick. This sort of thing comes with the territory.”

    He nodded, but still looked a little forlorn.

    You smiled up at him. “Think about this way. Now I have to stay back at the motel HQ with you instead of going after the alpha.”

    He gave you a small smile. “I’d rather you were whole again, dear.”

    “And I will be.” You said. “It’ll just take some time. I’ve had worse than this, believe me.”

    “If you say so.”

    “I do. Now, when am I being discharged?”

    “Doctor said today. If you were feeling up to it.”

    “Thank goodness.” You said. “I am more than feeling up to it. Is everyone else back at the motel?”

    He nodded, then looked away. You knew something was bothering him.

    “Out with it.” You said. “Spill it, Mick.”

    He looked at you and sighed. “It’s mad.”

    “Just ask.”

    He sat back down and looked at you with apprehension. His voice was soft when he spoke. “Why were you and Lucifer out there alone?”

    “We weren’t. Well, I mean, we were, but I thought I was alone.”

    “So you didn’t plan it then?” You could see he wasn’t being accusatory. You could also see that he was afraid of the answer.

    “No,” You said. “I didn’t plan alone time with Lucifer. I went for a walk and he followed me. That’s all.”

    Mick gave a small nod. “Okay. Sure, okay.”

    You cocked your head, curious. “Why would you think we had planned it?”

    “I’m not sure.” He said, shrugging. “It just has seemed to me that you two have some sort of…connection, I suppose, and I was worried about it.”

    Maybe he should be worried about it, a small voice inside your head said.

    “I’m not going to deny that there’s a connection between us,” You said kindly, ignoring the stupid voice. “We shared the same cell for months. But that’s all it is. Mick, I’m dating you. No one else.”

    He didn’t look completely convinced though and you couldn’t blame him. There was something between you and the archangel that you couldn’t identify. The more you wanted to pull away from him, the more you were pushed back towards him. And apparently it was the same for him.

    You were discharged from the hospital, your arm in a sling to keep you from moving it, and Mick drove you back to the motel. You walked in to your room to find your brothers, Ketch, and Lucifer all sprawled out around the room. Ketch was sleeping on the couch while your brothers were sleeping on one of the beds. Lucifer was reclined lazily on the other bed and he cracked an eye as you walked in.

    “About time.” He said dryly.

    “Sorry, the doctors were really busy today,” You said sarcastically. “Something about having other patients.”

    His mouth quirked up slightly in the corner and you knew he was happy you were back. You walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. Lucifer quickly moved over so that there was more room on the blanket and you leaned back against the pillows gratefully. It was the same as before, in the cell. The cooler air around the archangel seemed to soothe your throbbing shoulder.

    “Ahhhh,” You breathed, closing your eyes.

    “Can I get you anything, love?” Mick asked. You opened your eyes to see Mick eyeing Lucifer. But the archangel’s gaze was on you.

    “No, I’m fine. I just need to rest a bit more.”

    “Alright.” Mick sat at the small table in the corner of the room. Its surface was littered with lore books and newspaper clippings. “I’ll be right here if you need anything.”

    You snuggled down further into the bed and felt the temperature around Lucifer drop a few more degrees. The throbbing in your shoulder subsided even more and you sighed in relief.

    “I’ll be right here too,” Lucifer said lowly, so that only you could hear.

    You smiled and drifted off to sleep.

    Nino Appreciation Week - Day 1: Music/Film - “Let It Go”

    @wearemiraculous Let the week begin!

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    Day 2 >>   Day 3 - Part 2 of this story >>    Day 4 >>  Day 5 >>

    ‘Hey, babe! Whassup?!’

    Alya froze on the doorstep eyeing Nino up and down.

    ‘What are you doing here?’ she asked suspiciously.

    ‘Um, visiting my friends?’ he ventured. ‘It’s nice to see you too?’ he suggested after lack of response on her end of the conversation.

    The redhead took a sweeping glance at the corridor behind his back. ‘Adrien’s not with you?’

    ‘Nope. He’s getting ready,’ Nino replied with a surprising amount of sarcasm.

    ‘Then it’s good you’re here,’ Alya dragged him inside and closed the door in one swift motion. ‘I need a babysitter.’

    ‘What now?’

    ‘A babysitter. Maman had an emergency at the restaurant so she dropped Etta and Ella at my place. They are already crazy bored.’


    ‘So I need you to keep them busy somehow.’

    ‘Why don’t you do it yourself? You’re an expert at babysitting or so I’ve heard,’ Nino grinned at her. Babysitting two little girls? Nah, he’ll pass.

    ‘Please Nino,’ Alya pursed her lips and fluttered her lashes. ‘I know you’re actually quite good with kids and we have a crisis.’ She nodded in the direction of the bathroom.

    ‘A crisis.’ Nino repeated flatly.

    Marinette’s head emerged from behind the bathroom door. At least he thought it was Marinette. Bluebell eyes, freckles and her timid smile were all there, but her hair…

    ‘Oh…’ he whispered not sure what one is supposed to say when some alien creature attacks your friend’s head. Alya followed his gaze and chuckled.

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    2 - Cheryl Blossom x reader

    request: one where betty is lowkey in love with the reader but she’s already with Cheryl and it starts to mess with the friendship…

    • • •

    You walked into the gymnasium, with a confident bounce in your step. Today was the day you would try out to be a River Vixen. With your countless hours of practice, and not to mention your girlfriend at the top of the pyramid, you basically had a guaranteed spot on the team.
    You walked over to Betty and Veronica, your fairly close friends seeing as you only hung out with them on the rare occasion when Cheryl was too busy for you.

    “You look hot.” Veronica said, sending a slight smirk in Betty’s direction. Betty was still gawking at you, her jaw slightly ajar as her eyes raked over your body.

    “Thanks, Ronnie!” You blushed lightly at the compliment.

    You looked around the room as you pulled your hair up into a ponytail. You watched the other river vixens as they did their warm ups and stretches.

    “Are you nervous at all?” Betty questioned, finally gaining back her composure. Betty straightened out her posture and did her best to act like she didn’t want to rip your clothes of then and there.

    “Nope, not at all! I think I have a pretty good shot.” You winked at both the girls. They understood that even if you completely butchered the routine Cheryl would still give you a spot on the river vixens.

    Just then, familiar arms wrapped around your waist. You immediately relaxed into the warm, comfortable embrace of your girlfriend’s arms. She placed a quick peck on your cheek before turning you around to face her.

    “Are you ready, babe?” Cheryl asked. You ran your fingers through her glorious ginger locks, keeping your hand at the nape of her neck.

    “I was born ready.” You said, a cheesy grin on your face.

    “Really? That’s the line you’re going with?” Cheryl rolled her eyes playfully at you.

    “Shut up and let me feel cool for once.”

    You pulled Cheryl in for a quick kiss, smudging her iconic, bright red lipstick on your mouth. You let Cheryl go, as the rest of the girls gather around on the sidelines to watch your performance.


    You ended the routine with a wink at Cheryl. The rest of the vixens applauded and cheered for you. Most of the girls were shocked that you actually did perfect the routine and you actually earned a spot on the cheer team.

    “You did amazing, y/n/n!” Betty beamed as she pulled you in for a hug. You quickly reciprocated the hug, thanking Betty for the compliment. Betty enjoyed holding you in her arms. It felt right to Betty, like that was where you were both meant to be.

    Betty’s perfect hug didn’t last long though. Soon Cheryl came to steal you away from Betty. Betty watched from afar as you blushed profusely at your girlfriend’s praises and compliments. Betty watched from afar as you pulled Cheryl in for a quick, mostly-innocent kiss. She watched as you kissed her again. And again. And again. And again. Until she couldn’t bare to watch anymore. Until she couldn’t bare the thought of you kissing someone that wasn’t her.

    “Maybe if you told her how you feel you wouldn’t have to suffer like this.“ Veronica suggested.

    “I can’t, V. Not after what happened last time.” Betty sighed.

    “You can’t just base everything off of Archie not returning your feelings. You just gotta take a chance.” Veronica said.

    “Not gonna happen.” Betty dejectedly walked out of the gymnasium.

    ~ ~ ~

    “Hey, Betty! Wait up!” You called down the hallway as Betty walked by, not sparing you a second glance.

    It had been three weeks since Betty started avoiding you. When you tried texting her, her replies were short and simple. The second you tried to start a conversation, she wanted to end it. You weren’t upset about Betty not wanting to talk to you. You mad that she would try to just cut you off like nothing.

    You walked after her quickly. “Betty wait.” You caught up to her, grabbing her arm to keep her from walking further. You turned her to face you.

    “What do you want, y/n?” She questioned, seemingly annoyed.

    “I want to know why you’ve been avoiding me.” You said. Betty wouldn’t meet your eyes which only added fuel to your fire.

    Betty took a quick glance back towards your locker. As expected, Cheryl was waiting there for you. You followed Betty’s gaze and saw Cheryl fixing her makeup in the mirror hung up on your locker.

    “This is about Cheryl, isn’t it?” You crossed your arms. After everything, you had hoped your friends were past all that hating Cheryl bullshit.

    “Yeah, it is.” Betty admitted. “Of all people, why did you choose Cheryl?”

    You didn’t say anything. You couldn’t quite figure out what it was about Cheryl that drew you to her in the first place. She was just so… Intriguing. You just had to know more.

    “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Betty tried to walk away, but you grabbed her arm again.

    “Why do you care about that? I thought we were past this.” You said, sadly.

    By now Cheryl was listening in on the conversation, there wasn’t anyone in that hallway that wasn’t trying to.

    “She’s not right for you!” Betty almost-shouted. “You could do so much better! She’s a self-centered, manipulative bitch–”

    “Don’t you dare talk about her like that!” You cut Betty off. You calmed your will to slap Betty, not wanting to start something physical in front of all those kids in the hallway. “You don’t know her like I do. Why are you so sure she’s not right for me, huh?”

    “Because she’s not–” Betty cut herself off, seemingly on the verge of tears. She shook her head softly, looking down at her feet.

    “She’s not what, Betty? Spit it out!”

    “She’s not right for you because she’s not me.” Betty almost whispered.

    You were taken aback by that. You didnt even think Betty was even remotely gay. And if she was, you would have thought she’d go for Veronica.

    “Betty …” You gave her small, sad smile. “I’m sorry but–”

    “No, no I get it.” Betty let a few tears fall from her eyes. “Not everyone’s going to return my feelings. I’ve just gotta find someone who does.”

    “You could’ve told me.” You said, pulling her in for a hug. Even though you didn’t love her romantically, you hated to see her so sad. “I’m glad you told me. Maybe one day.” You whispered the last part in her ear, making sure no one else would hear.

    You pulled away from the hug, held Betty’s face in your hands and wiped away her tears with the pads of your thumbs. Then, you walked back over to Cheryl and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, keeping in mind that Betty has a raging crush on you and you shouldn’t be too affectionate towards Cheryl while around Betty. You didn’t want to push her away.

    “What was that about?” Cheryl asked, as if she wasn’t listen the whole time. You knew she was listening. She knew you knew she was listening. But, Cheryl didn’t want to push anything. Cheryl was on cloud 9 knowing that you wouldn’t leave her for Betty.

    “We can talk about it later.” You dismissed the question. You held out your hand for Cheryl to take. “Walk me to class?”

    “Of course.”

    BTS as Flirty Starbucks Guys - Hoseok

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    Please remember I’m going to be posting 1 a day for the next 7 days (a member a day) and it’s going to be in the order in which the ideas came to me and I wrote them😋

    They all vary in length but I’ll give a word count before each one💁

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    Member: Hoseok

    Length: 1604 words

    “Hi, welcome to Starbucks, how do you brew?”

    “That’s the worst line yet!”

    “It’s not that bad.”

    “I rolled my eyes so hard, I saw my brain.” You quickly retorted to the still grinning barista in front of you, who shrugged off your rejection with ease and motioned to the coffee he’d been about to make for you.

    “Do you want me to grind that for you?”

    Cue wink from Mr Flirty Pants and another sigh/try not to laugh combo from you.

    “You know grease is really not good for the body, I heard it clogs up arteries.”

    “You roast my heart.” Mr Flirty Pants said playfully, clutching his chest and scrunching up his face in mock hurt.

    “You’ll live, goodbye Mr Flirty Pants.” You wiggled your fingers in a wave as you walked away and that made him stand up straight and grin at you again.

    “I told you to call me Hoseok, or Hobi!” Mr Flirty Pants – Hoseok – called but you kept walking, “Fine, I’ll get you with a good line on Friday.” You still kept walking but if anyone commented on the smile on your face, you’d deny it.


    “Excuse me love, but is your name Earl Grey? Because you look like a hot-tea!”

    “Wow.” You drew the word out and raised your eyebrows at Hoseok, a slight laugh betraying your usual relaxed demeanour slipping past your lips as one side of your mouth quirked up a little.

    “What, don’t tell me you can’t feel something brewing between the two of us?” He waggled his eyebrows and grinned, and somehow – from Lord knows where – you found the strength to resist the urge to face palm.

    “I am never ordering tea again.”

    “I always took you as more of a coffee person anyways, because if you were coffee grounds, you’d be espresso cause you’re so fine.”

    “I’m never ordering anything again.” You playfully grumbled, moving over to where they handed out completed orders and flushed it’s hot in here okay, you’re definitely not blushing when you saw Hoseok already adding your usual 2 sugars into your tea and stirring it for you, putting on a lid and handing you a straw before you could even reach for anything.

    “So is it just my order you know exactly how I like it, or do you do this for all the girls?” You quipped teasingly and felt a grin start to make its way onto your face as you saw the slight blush colour his cheeks, bashfully ducking his head to school his expression into something more relaxed – you guessed – before looking up at you again.

    “Nope, it’s just you, oh and his mom!” One of Hoseok’s co-workers called out, smirking mirthlessly which made Hoseok whip around to face him, death glare firmly fixed on his face.

    “Just because your date went well last Friday does not mean you get to start acting all ‘cool’ now hyung. I never did that to you!” You laughed softly to yourself as Hoseok scolded his co-worker, but that soft laughter soon turned into louder giggles as Yoongi – as his nametag read – rounded on Hoseok and you found out that some people didn’t need height to be intimidating.

    “That’s because I never used lame lines on my girl. I went up to her like a man.”

    “Oh yes, because pining after her from a far for over 3 weeks is so manly hyung.” You could see Hoseok roll his eyes as he replied but had to give him credit for remaining respectful throughout their little spat.

    “Hey brat, don’t forget who does your washing at home. I’ll make all your white clothes pink!” Yoongi retorted and it finally made sense why they argued so plainly and freely, they were friends and obviously roommates too.

    You covered the next bout of giggles with a cough and that brought Hoseok’s attention back to you, eyes wide as he realised you had been stood there for their whole argument.

    “Morning tea and a show, looks like I’m going to have a good day.” Smiling, you picked up your takeaway cup and removed the paper from your straw before sticking it in to the small opening and taking a sip. “It’s perfect, thanks Hoseok.”

    Hoseok just blinked at you for a few seconds before he gathered his composure and his signature smile made its way onto his face, making your own one broaden slightly.

    “See you on Sunday!” He called as you walked out and you turned back and gave him one brief nod before continuing your way out.


    “Morning Hoseok.” You greeted sweetly, nodding at Yoongi in acknowledgement when you saw him standing behind the counter too.

    “Good morning, what can I get for you today?”

    You gasped, right hand going up to your chest as you stared at Hoseok in shock, “Who are you and what have you done with Hoseok?”

    He laughed softly at your question and rocked back on his heels as he shrugged and motioned for you to order.

    Still in a bit of a daze at Hoseok’s quiet demeanour and lack of a pick-up line, you ordered a hot chocolate for a change and smiled when he nods in approval at your choice.

    Looking around and seeing that it was still quite empty at the moment (it was 8am on a Sunday morning, of course it was empty) you decided to stay by the cash register that was closer to the barista bar, watching as Hoseok made your hot chocolate with quiet concentration.

    “So when did he get abducted and replaced by an alien clone?” You directed the question to Yoongi who chuckled, but watched as Hoseok lifted his gaze to meet yours before rolling his eyes and carrying on with your order.

    “Not too sure, he was fine this morning but got quiet as soon as he saw you.” Yoongi was smirking as he spoke and ducked as a dishcloth was thrown at him, laughing loudly. “Maybe it’s a selective alien clone that only comes out around pretty girls.” He was cackling now as Hoseok threw another dishcloth at him, glaring as if his life depended on it while you giggled softly at their antics.

    “Shut up hyung, I was not abducted. There was no aliens or cloning or anything of the sort, so just.” Hoseok made a frustrated zipping motion with his hand and Yoongi either took pity on his friend or was bored he was bored, and backed away slowly, walking around the counter to go wipe down tables.

    When Hoseok turned back around he seemed to jump slightly as if realising you were still there and smiled sheepishly, breathing out a slight laugh before continuing with the task at hand.

    “Really though, how come you didn’t greet me like you usually do?” You asked softly, making him look up again.

    “I uh, wanted to try something different I guess?” Hoseok replied just as softly, motioning for you to come to the collection side of the counter with a tilt of his head.

    You complied, walking over to stand in front of him and quickly reached out to stop his hands from adding your usual two sugars, a look of shock and confusion on his face as your hands gently laid on top of his.

    “Don’t you want?” He gestured as much as he could to the sugar in his hands while yours were still over his and you shook your head.

    “No thank you, it’ll be sweet enough considering you made it, although it would be sweeter if it had come with another line.” You half teased and stifled a giggle when Hoseok’s eyebrows shot up, mouth partially opening in – well – more shock.

    “You… I… you like the… when I… huh?” He sputtered, taking a step back which removed his hands from yours that he then proceeded to run through his hair.

    “Hoseok, I’m a semi-broke college student that lives 20 minutes away. There is Starbucks on my campus yet I’m at this one at 8am on a Sunday morning because I know that’s one of your shifts. I think it’s safe to say that I like your dorky lines.” As you let the words slip freely from your lips you could feel the blush tinging your cheeks, but you refused to look away as Hoseok stared at you in what looked like awe and slight embarrassment.

    “They weren’t that dorky.” He mumbled out, his own blush tinting his cheeks pink, but there was small smile on his face as he looked at you.

    “How about I give you one more chance? I’m feeling extra sweet today.” You grinned at him, tapping a finger against your hot chocolate and he let out a laugh before a look of determination set in his eyes.

    “Okay, I haven’t said it yet technically but if I asked you out, would you give me a shot?”

    “I take it back that was terrible, no more coffee pick-up line/pun things ever again.” You laugh playfully, shooting him a wink when his hopeful look drops, only for it to lift again when he sees you’re teasing.

    “You’re a horrible person Y/N!” Hoseok jokes back, crossing his arms and leaning forward on the counter.

    “Maybe, but you’re just going to have to suck it up and deal with this horrible person on our date Hobi.” You point at him with your straw you had picked up when you said ‘suck it up’, and he the smile he shoots you along with the laugh that spills from his lips is worth the groan and scoff you receive Yoongi.


    Jughead Jones x Reader #1

    Warnings: ANGST that comes with unrequited love

    Word Count: 2.6k+

    Requested: nope but i’ve had this idea for a while

    Note: honestly i’ve been working on this for about 2 weeks and i love this idea so much?? also i wrote this backwards. hope you guys love it, if so maybe part 2?? ~K

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    Originally posted by fightingtheangels


    When his feud with Archie began that cursed summer, Jughead had even feigned going to Pop’s and instead took solace in the Riverdale Public Library. He would spend his days typing away there instead of his usual booth in Pop’s for only a couple of days, but it was enough for him to meet you. During the summer you worked shifts in the rather empty library and found yourself wondering about the boy in the corner who only looked up from his computer screen when it was time for him to leave.

    “You know for someone that spends time in the library so often, you’ve never once even checked out a book or even looked at one for that matter,” you said approaching the table that the boy sat at.

    “That’s a lie, I’ve looked at a couple Shakespeare collections…well maybe one collection…once,” he said not even looking up from his computer, but ceasing his hands from typing.

    You raised your eyebrow at the curious boy as he turned to look at you. “Sorry I’m just hiding out from Pop’s right now,” he had admitted to you after you stayed for answers.

    “Why would you be hiding out from the greatest diner in all of Riverdale?”

    “It’s a long story…”

    “Lucky for you I have plenty of time and you seem to be great at telling stories,” you confidently replied, pulling the chair next to him out for you to sit in and nodding towards his open document.

    For the both of you, it was supposed to be a harmless one time conversation, but one turned to two, turned to five, and before you knew it Jughead Jones was accompanying you with every library shift you had and in turn you would sit reading in his booth at Pop’s while he typed away on his laptop. Oddly it wasn’t your love for reading and his love for writing that truly bonded you; it was the uncanny love you shared for Shakespeare. And so the nickname Juliet had formed for you as he would teasingly say, “hey there Juliet” and “until next time Juliet” each time you sat down and left Pop’s. Jughead had become your best and only friend, so when the school year started you could only hope it would remain the same.

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    Her or Me Part 3- Jordie Benn

    Requested: Yes | No

    Word Count: 2324

    Warnings: swearing, throwing up, nearly naked child (they have underwear on) in front of two grown men

    Here it finally is guys, after forever, and I’m sorry. (but yay posting on time for once)



    In the next few weeks, I manage to not only fly under the radar of Jamie, but also Tyler and even my parents who came to visit.

    By the time the start of the 2017-18 season begins, I’m eight months pregnant and exhausted. I’ve been placed on medical -”maternity”, as the trainer called it- leave with the Texas Stars after I’ve had a severe fainting spell in the middle of one of the games.

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    Seth Rollins - “I don’t care about religon I care about you”

    Prompt: So because you are religious I feel like you are the best person to send this request to so sorry if you’re not taking requests. Could you do something about Seth and the reader is religious because Seth is an atheist and they constantly argue over it
    Requested: by anon about 50 million years ago
    Warnings: Right! SO! This is my views on religion as a 19-year-old living in Australia who identifies as a Christian so if it is different well sorry but I don’t care. 
    Words: 1500+

    Shout out to @alenathi for being my favourite person ever and helping me not hate this because this is was rewritten 5 times and I finally like it.

    How did your life get here? How are currently in your car trying not to cry because of your boyfriend again. You wiped your tears, leaning your forehead on the steering wheel. This wasn’t the first time this had happened and not the first time it had happened over this topic. Religion. 

    You grew up in a small town, less than 2,000 people lived there. Everyone knew everyone. People didn’t really leave unless they went to college and even then afterwards most made their way back. By the time you were 21 you’d never even left the state. You were a good kid growing up. Never did anything wrong, never drank, never did drugs, went to church every Sunday, that type of kid. Going into the relationship with Seth you knew from the start his feelings on God and Religion in general. He was an atheist. He told you the first night you met him. 

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    [PD101 S2] Reaction to things to do with ‘Rain’ (1/?)

    PARK WOOJIN: The loud echoes of water droplets sounded clearly against your ears as you grew conscious on a lazy sunday morning. You stretched your arms out as much as you can, almost hitting the figure the next to you before rolling over to grab a sip of water and maybe go through your phone to see what happened while you were asleep.

    You giggled a little while seeing snapchats of your drunk friends playing around at a party.

    “…morning” Woojin murmurs with his eyes still closed and arm sneaking around your waist.

    “Sorry, did I wake you up?” You whispered back, stroking his hair gently.

    “Hmm” he shook his head while trying to open one eye.

    “You should really get some more sleep… you came home really late last night Woojin” you sighed, worried about his health.

    “No, no… I’m….” Woojin tried to refute as he drifted back off into an unconscious state.

    Smiling at his adorable demeanor, you placed your phone back and tried to lift his arm off you to prepare some breakfast for the two of you. 

    “Hm, I’m awake I’m awake” Woojin mumbles as opened his eyes and held onto your waist tighter. 

    “You baby” you laughed lightly. “I need to make some pancakes”


    “What do you want on yours?” You inquired gently, swiping his bangs off his eyes (which are now closed again).


    Taking silence as him being asleep, you tried to pry his hands away from you once again when he spoke up.


    “No Woojin, I’m not going to cook myself for you” you laughed at his sudden and cheesy reply.

    “Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean it that way” he says while sitting up slowly.

    “Seriously Woojin… you should sleep some more” you repeated while trying to style his messy bed hair.

    “I mean, you should stay and we’ll cook breakfast later on”

    “You mean we’ll make brunch?” you laughed.

    “Hmm or a late breakfast” he start. “It’s nice to sleep in when it’s raining outside” he snuggled against you.

    Originally posted by park-woojin

    BAE JINYOUNG: “Did you… bring an umbrella?” Jinyoung starts as the two of you sat behind the wide glass windows of your neighborhood convenience store.

    “Nope” you retorted, while slurping on your instant noodle.

    “Do you have more money?” He looked over at you.

    “Hey” you whipped your head towards him. “Do you think I’m rich?”

    Ignoring your reply, his gaze sticks closely to your current meal. “Can I have some?”

    Furrowing your eyebrows, you put down your cup of noodles. “Boi, you just had TWO cup of noodles. This is my first one. Do you know what feeling full is? Is your stomach a blackhole? I swear Bae Jinyoung… you should be fat by now but you’re not” you whined, remembering all his snacks and large servings of food with no evident weight gain.

    “I mean, I’m growing taller you know… so that’s where all those food go” Jinyoung tried to argue.

    “Yeah well…” you trailed off, watching as Jinyoung pleadingly rubbed his hands together in an attempt to sabotage your chances of feeling full during lunch. His eyes grew more doe-like and his bottom lip were drawn out into an adorable pout. “Well…”

    “I’ll take you to the movies next week and see that cringy romantic thing you wanted to watch” Jinyoung batted his long eyelashes.

    “Are you… asking me out to a date?” You blinked at him.

    “…Are you questioning your own boyfriend if he’s asking you to a date?” 

    “Uh hm” you hummed and played around with your chopsticks which is currently dipped into your meal.

    “Well you know.. I’ve been busy with stuff and I think we should catch up more often…” Jinyoung starts.

    “So you’re using my lunch as an excuse to ask me out on a date?” You wiggled your brows.

    “Well, not really” Jinyoung smiled. “I’m just actually hungry… but it led to a good ending” 

    You smirked slightly, “well not if I turned you down right?”

    “wHat? Are you gonna leave me date-less? On a rainy day like this?” He shrieked. 

    Originally posted by 99529