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【Japan Official Fanclub Magazine Vol.5】 BTS Ranking Q1 - 8

Q1: Which member seems to be suitable to have a heart-to-heart talk with?

1. RAP MONSTER 6323 votes
2. J-HOPE 2728 votes
3. JIMIN 2572 votes
4. SUGA 1525 votes
5. JIN 870 votes
6. JUNGKOOK 189 votes
7. V 163 votes
(RAP MONSTER: I consult with our members.)

JIN: Who do you guys think is #7?
JUNGKOOK: V hyung!
SUGA: Shouldn’t it be Jungkook, since he’s the maknae?
V: No, Jin hyung is definitely in the lower rank.
JIN: Nope,it’s V, right? (laughs)
J-HOPE: The result is… oh oh oh!
SUGA: The difference between #1 and #7’s votes is so big.
V: What does everyone think of me? (laughs)
RAP MONSTER: V is a member that we need to talk him about his troubles. (laughs)
JIMIN: The reasons for picking Rap Monster hyung are mainly “because he’s the leader that united the group”, “it seems that he can give the right advice”.
JUNGKOOK: Hyung usually listens to everyone’s worries.
V: The best leader!
RAP MONSTER: I like discussing about the worries that you guys have!
SUGA: I really want to know the reason why V is #7.
J-HOPE: They wrote “it seems that V will give unexpected answers”.
JIN: That’s right. V would unexpectedly give really good answers.
V: Yay! I got 1 vote. (laughs)

Q2: Who do you want to make lunch box for you?

1. JIN 10292 votes
2. JIMIN 1054 votes
3. JK 928 votes
4. SUGA 772 votes
5. V 539 votes
6. RAP MONSTER 421votes
7. J-HOPE 364 votes
(JIN: It has to be me when comes to cooking!)

JIMIN: Suga hyung have made sandwiches before.
SUGA: Very delicious.
V: Hyung cooks often too.
SUGA: Yeah, I’ve made lunch boxes for our members.
RAP MONSTER: It’s just V and I who can’t cook.
JIN: You’ve burnt a pan before! (laughs)
J-HOPE: Do I give people the impression that I don’t cook?
JIN: Hobi’s cooking level is average.
JUNGKOOK: It’s not very delicious and it’s not awful (laughs).

Q3: Who likes to talk for a long time on the phone?

1. V 5548 votes
2. JIMIN 3512 votes
3. J-HOPE 2142 votes
4. JIN 1915 votes
5. JUNG KOOK 542 votes
6. RAP MONSTER 475 votes
7. SUGA 236 votes
(JIMIN: The calls are short but I call often.)

RAP MONSTER: V is #1!
SUGA: A lot of people wrote “V probably can talk incessantly even if he’s alone.”
V: I won’t even notice if the other person isn’t talking (laughs) It’s right that I like to talk on the phone!
RAP MONSTER: #2 is Jimin and the reason is “he updates Twitter often, so it seems that he will call often”, a very good impression.
JIMIN: I think I’m the type that wouldn’t call a long time but I would call often.
JUNGKOOK: I don’t make calls! Sometimes when I think I have been talking for 30 minutes but it has only been 1 minute. I was so surprised.
JIN: I hate phone calls too. I like to contact people by texting. Even when I make calls, I would be like “hey, check your texts” and then end the call. (laughs)
SUGA: Me too, I always try to send texts.
RAP MONSTER: I like to make long calls, so I can talk for 3 hours.
J-HOPE: I often make video calls compared to the normal calls.
V: You follow fashion!
JIN: I completely forgot such function existed. (laughs)

Q4: If you go to the seaside together, who would be the noisiest member?

1. V 5306 votes
2.JUNG KOOK 3741 votes
3.J-Hope 3565 votes
4. JIMIN 1009 votes
5. JIN 374 votes
6. SUGA 251 votes
7. RAP MONSTER 124 votes

RAP MONSTER: Although I’m #7, I can be unexpectedly quite noisy.
JIN: Unexpectedly, I can be super noisy!
JUNGKOOK: Unexpectedly I’m not noisy. (laughs) 
JIN: Yeah, Jungkook isn’t noisy. I feel like Jimin and I will have fun until we collapse. 
V: Rap Monster hyung unexpectedly is the lively type. 
SUGA: Unexpectedly I’m not noisy. 
JIN: That’s not unexpected at all! (laughs) 
J-HOPE: I think I would change depending on the situation. 
JIMIN: The reasons for #1 V are “because he’s like a child”, “if V goes to play on his own, you probably won’t even know where he ran off to.”
RAP MONSTER: That’s right, but Jungkook would go missing if he secretly goes off by himself.
V: Yeah, Rap Monster hyung who’s next to me, you know someone is missing!

Q5: If you had to pick the first alien in BTS, who would you pick?

1. V 9312 votes
2. SUGA 1678 votes
3. RAP MONSTER 1314 votes
4. J-Hope 818 votes
5. JUNG KOOK 637 votes
6. JIN 371 votes
7. JIMIN 240 votes
(V: I’m definitely the leading #1! (laughs))

JIN: This is made for V, right? (laughs)
RAP MONSTER: The result… eh, Suga hyung is #2 and I’m #3!? So unexpected.
SUGA: After I had the appendix surgery, I couldn’t go to the space. (laughs)
JUNGKOOK: I want to go~
J-HOPE: The reason for Rap Monster is “it seems that his mind can easily be in sync with the aliens’ minds”.
ALL: (bursts out laughing)
JIMIN: This means that I give people the impression that I’m the most normal member.
V: What about me then? (laughs)

Q6: The member can do bungee jump without hesitation?  

1. JUNGKOOK 10657 votes
2. SUGA 1143 votes
3. JIMIN  650 votes
4. J-HOPE 590 votes
5. RAP MONSTER 588 votes
6. V 469 votes
7. JIN 273 votes
(JUNGKOOK: Bungee jump is fun!)

RAP MONSTER: #7 Jin hyung got so little votes. (laughs) There isn’t a big difference between #3 – 6.
JIN: Hey, including #7, there isn’t a big difference. When have I left such impression on you guys? (laughs)
J-HOPE: Those who picked Jin hyung wrote, “Jin hyung has broad shoulders, so the air resistance would be really big.”
ALL: (bursts out laughing)
JIN: Wow, this is very scientific! (laughs)
JIMIN: A lot of people wrote for #1 Jungkook, “it seems that he can jump easily.”
JUNGKOOK: Yes! That’s right.
J-HOPE: For #2 Suga, “Suga has the image that he doesn’t react to scary things.”
SUGA: If it’s for filming, I can jump otherwise I wouldn’t. It’s the occupational disease. (laughs)
V: Actually, everyone is really scared except Jungkook.
J-HOPE: Yeah, everyone can do bungee jump but only Jungkook would enjoy it.
V: I did it once and I thought I was going to die!
RAP MONSTER: I don’t want to do it ever again. (laughs)

Q7: Who do you want to be a comic duo with?

1. J-HOPE 6199 votes
2. JIN 2752 votes
3. SUGA 1677 votes
4. V 1327 votes
5. RAP MONSTER 957 votes
6. JIMIN 950 votes
7. JUNG KOOK 508 votes
(J-HOPE: Let’s make a comic duo with Suga hyung.)

SUGA: Hobi has got to be no.1.
J-HOPE: Many people want to see Suga hyung and I do a comic act.
RAP MONSTER: The silly one (boke) is Hobi and the straight man in comedy (tsukkomi) is Suga hyung.
J-HOPE: Don’t be like that!
ALL: (laughs)
V: Jungkook is #7 so unexpected. Isn’t he funny in Japan?
JUNGKOOK: No, my image in Japan is handsome/ cool.
RAP MONSTER: But Jungkook is the most hilarious, he has the ability to make people laugh.
JIMIN: No, recently Jin hyung is the funniest.
V: Yeah, I think Jin hyung is #1!

Q8: Who can’t get up? (Who’s weak in the morning)?

1. SUGA 6692 votes
2.JUNG KOOK 3590 votes
3.V 2623 votes
4.JIMIN 694 votes
5.RAP MONSTER 439 votes
6.J-Hope 229 votes
7. JIN 103 votes

SUGA: Even though I’m #1, I can get up straight away. I produce music so I often stay up at night, I would usually take naps in between the gaps.
JUNGKOOK: The most energetic in the morning is Hobi hyung, hyung always gets up the earliest.
JIN: Even if Jimin gets up early, he takes a long time to prepare.
J-HOPE: But he can’t get up. (laughs)
JIMIN: I’ve been trying recently.
JIN: Huh˜? But I can smell that someone was late today (sniffs)
JIMIN: I got up straight away in the morning. I’m not that slow these days~ 
ALL: (laughs)
RAP MONSTER: #2 Jungkook actually can’t get up, just like it’s written here “Jungkook might get angry if you wake him up.”
V: During the trainee days, I prepared a surprise for Jungkook’s birthday but he didn’t get up no matter how many times I’ve knocked on the door. I had to pull his legs to the living room. (laughs)
J-HOPE: V stop talking about other people (laughs), someone wrote “it seems that V would crawl back to sleep (or have unprotected sleep) 4 times.” This is so on point.
V: Yeah! If I wake up, I’ll fall back to sleep (laughs)

V’s palm reading; Jimin; Suga; Rap Monster; JungkookJinJ-Hope
Q: What do you want to challenge yourself this summer?
BTS Biography - Jimin
BTS Biography - V (Vol.3)BTS Biography - Suga (Vol.2)

Trans: KIMMYYANG (from Chinese - blinglingGI)

Closet Softie

Or, How Bucky Barnes Nearly Ruined His Tough-Guy Rep

(On AO3)


The trail mix was gone. 

The nice, expensive trail mix, with twelve kinds of nuts and the big sunflower seeds and dried fruits, the kind Tony only rarely left sitting on the common floors for everyone to get at, was gone. 

Clint had been looking forward to that stuff all morning

All the way through a hellish morning “jog” with Steve, all through Nat handing him his ass on the training mats, all through firing the same batch of misweighted arrows over and over so Tony could take scans and fix the design, he’d been thinking, when this is done I get to go upstairs and hang out on the couch and watch Dog Cops and eat the good trail mix, guilt-free. 

And it was gone.

Clint was gonna shoot somebody.

Just as soon as he figured out who’d taken the trail mix.


kingofmemes posted:

yesterday i saw a sad duck in the park who kept getting picked on by the other ducks so today i brought some trail mix and we had a nice lunch together. also i think he might be the duck who pooped on sam last week. if so, he is officially my new best friend. 

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A/N: Hi guys! It’s Admin Sunshine, thank you for supporting me. I’ll be re-posting my reactions & scenarios on my blog.

PS: All of my reactions/scenarios and fictions will be fixed and there will be new things added in.

Aftercare is not included.

Not requested.

Warnings: Smut


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Top 18 Sterek Fics 2017

Hello, our lovely followers!

For the past two years, we’ve been giving you guys a list of our favorite fics that we read and we are back at it again! These are the fics that really stood out to us in 2017. (here are our faves from 2016 and 2015)

Like always, this fandom came through with so many good fics this past year and we hope to see more and more sterek fics posted even with the show done.

We wish you all the best in 2018 <3

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anonymous asked:

could you maybe write something with deaf Derek? like maybe he is used to people trying to communicate by writing on paper or texting but then Stiles comes along and learns sign language so he can ask Derek out!!!!! and like he learns enough to converse and Derek is just !!!!!!!! I just need pining Stiles and soft Derek <3

Thank you for the prompt, I hope you like this little fic! (On AO3)


Stiles takes a deep breath. He’s been working on this for weeks, he’s got this.

He walks up to Derek’s table and stands in front of him, hoping to catch his attention. Derek’s already done eating, and has just started looking through his class notes, so Stiles doesn’t feel too bad about disturbing him.

When Derek glances up, Stiles points to the chair across from him questioningly. Derek gives him a little smile, nodding.

He takes the seat, then signs Hi, I’m Stiles, making sure to mouth the letters as he spells out his name.

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Who’s birthday is it?!! It’s KEITH’S!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEEF, I LOVE YOU

I also wrote a suuuuper sappy fic about that ring ^ down below!!

Bonus:

And now for the fluff :’)


Keith wakes to see a star outside of his window.

It’s a brilliant blue, dazzling and bright, and he’s immediately reminded of the mesmerizing color of Lance’s eyes, like the deep sea.

He rolls over and flings an arm out, expecting to come into contact with an entanglement of limbs and exposed wires, but all he grasps is air. Confused and still half asleep, he cracks open a dark violet eye and releases a wounded huff when he realizes that the other half of the bed is empty, its occupant long gone.

His heart makes a strange leap up into his throat but he shakes it off, pushing the paranoid thoughts away before they can nag at him. Lance probably left to get a system checkup. He does that, sometimes, in the early morning before all the hustle and bustle of the day’s plans crowd in.

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I realize that when most people think about interpreters, they either confuse them with translators or just imagine them as boring people who sit in a box all day and repeat the boring speeches politicians give at conferences. Somehow I doubt that most people have ever thought about how important interpreters have been for the way we communicate and how the world today would not be the same without them. And I also doubt that people have ever viewed interpreters as badass or as heroes. Therefore, I’d like to tell you about:

The Interpreters at the Nuremberg Trials

I guess most of you already know what the Nuremberg Trials were, but here’s a short explanation for those who don’t: The Nuremberg Trials were a series of military tribunals, held by the Allied forces after the Second World War. They took place in the city of Nuremberg and they were most notable for the prosecution of prominent members of the Nazi leadership. As the people involved with the trial were American, British, French, German and Russian, it had to be conducted in four different languages. Which is why they needed interpreters.

I recently went to an exhibition about those interpreters and even though it was a really small one, it was super impressive- because of what I learned about them.

Here are some of the most interesting and impressive facts:

·         Before the Nuremberg Trials, simultaneous interpreting did not exist. Before the trials, people believed that the human brain was not capable of something like that. The simultaneous interpreting equipment used for the trials was the very first of its kind.

In this video you can see a demonstration of the simultaneous interpreting system. Later you can also hear some of the interpreters’ interpretations:

·         None of the interpreters had ever worked as a simultaneous interpreter before. (The reason was, of course, that this profession had not existed before the trials.) Some were translators, consecutive interpreters or linguists, and others were ordinary people who had grown up bilingually, or people who had fled from Germany before the war and lived abroad for a while. The bar was set very high and they had to pass difficult and complex tests, including mock trials, before they were allowed to interpret at the tribunals. Since none of them had any kind of experience with simultaneous interpreting, they had to train themselves in a very short time.

·         Without simultaneous interpreting, the Nuremberg Trials would have taken much longer or might not even have been possible at all. Before the trials, only consecutive interpretation was used. (With consecutive interpretation, the speaker stops every few minutes and the interpreter repeats what he said in the target language.) Since there were four court languages (English, German, French and Russian), using this interpreting technique would have prolonged the trials significantly. As the Cold War started soon after the end of the tribunals, it is unclear whether they could have been finished, had they taken any longer.

·         Simultaneous interpreters were not the only language professionals working at the trials. If a witness spoke neither of the four court languages, consecutive interpreters were brought in to interpret their testimony- which was then interpreted again by the simultaneous interpreters. There were also interpreters sitting behind the judges to help them communicate. The American and the British judge were seated next to each other, so they could exchange their thoughts, but if they wanted to talk to the French and Russian judge, they needed the help of their interpreters. Translators also worked at the trials. They translated the notes taken by the court reporters in shorthand. These translations were then compared to recordings of the simultaneous interpreters’ interpretations, to make sure that they hadn’t made any mistakes which could influence the outcome of the trials.

·         In total, the team consisted of approximately 50 interpreters, 200 translators and 100 people who compared the interpretations with the court reporters’ shorthand. Of course, this generated a lot of paperwork. One photo taken by the American military photographer Ray D’Addario shows employees in the court’s document room standing literally ankle-deep in translation paperwork.

·         Interpreters at the trials worked 85 minute shifts on their own. (In contrast, simultaneous interpreters today work in teams of two and take turns in shifts of up to 30 minutes.)

·         Sometimes, interpreters were not able to finish their shift- not because of exhaustion, but because they could no longer handle the psychological strain and could no longer force themselves to listen to what was being said. The trials dealt with the worst atrocities committed by the Nazis- war crimes, genocide, mass murder and crimes against humanity. Many interpreters had to be replaced -either because they left or because they returned to the translation department- and later many said that they had nightmares because of those trials. One interpreter, however, also said that he didn’t really catch all the details of what was being said, because he was always way too focused on getting the grammar and the vocabulary right. (And yes, that happens. A lot.)

·         One of the most famous photos of an interpreter at the Nuremberg Trials does not actually depict an interpreter. The photo in question shows a young woman in a red suit wearing headphones and explaining the simultaneous interpreting system to the press. However, she was not actually an interpreter, but a lawyer’s secretary. The reason she was chosen as a model for this photo was that she always had the most fashionable suits, because her mother was a tailor.

·         Interpretations and Translations could influence the outcome of the trials. The fact that recordings of simultaneous interpretations were checked against the translations of the court reporters’ shorthand limited the risk of communication mistakes, but could not eliminate it completely. Many Nazis, like Göring for instance, tried to use this to their advantage- which, of course, put the interpreters under immense pressure to get everything exactly right. Richard W. Sonnenfeldt, the lead interpreter for the prosecution, remembered Göring asking him: “Could you find me a good lawyer? Although I might need a good interpreter even more than a lawyer.” After the trials, some defendants claimed that they had only been found guilty because of translation or interpretation mistakes. Interpretation or translation mishaps could also negatively affect the prosecution, though. A mistranslation of the word “Freimachung” (translated with “liberation” instead of “clearing”) caused a big problem for chief prosecutor Robert H. Jackson during his first confrontation with Göring in court. Of course, some words also have more than one meaning. And sometimes, one meaning was more incriminating than the other. Those words quickly became bones of contention.

More about the equipment

·         Unlike interpreters today, the interpreters at the Nuremberg Trials did not have soundproof booths. Therefore, they had to be careful to not be distracted by ambient noise all the time. Their booths were nicknamed “the aquarium” because they were made of glass. However, those booths were not even closed glass boxes. There was one big glass panel in front of them, and smaller glass panels were used to separate the booths. The headphones were not soundproof either, and probably also not very comfortable.

·         Everyone had to wear headphones, except for the guards. There were more than 300 headphones in the court room at all times.

·         Each interpreter had a sign which said “slow”. They would hold it up if they wanted the speaker to talk more slowly. If a speaker did not see this (or ignored it), either the interpreters or a technician could push buttons which would light up differently coloured lights on the speaker’s table. The orange light told the speaker to slow down and the red light was a signal that there was a technical problem and the session had to be suspended until this problem was fixed.

What influence did those interpreters have on the future?

·         Together with other interpreters who worked at the trials, Colonel Léon Dostert, the head of the interpreters at the tribunals, founded the United Nations Interpretation Service. The technology used in Nuremberg became the basis of modern interpreting technology and ever since the Nuremberg Trials, simultaneous interpreting has become an integral part of international politics and diplomacy. Without simultaneous interpreting, international institutions like the UN, NATO, the EU or the WTO would look completely different today.

These interpreters did something that was considered to be impossible before the Nuremberg Trials. People believed that the human brain was not capable of simultaneous interpretation and yet those interpreters did it. In a short time, they taught themselves how to do it. They worked with newly developed equipment that was far from perfect: Uncomfortable headphones, people tripping over cables and no soundproof booths. They worked shifts which were nearly three times as long as shifts today, and all the time they had to listen to descriptions of the horrific atrocities committed by the Nazis. But even though they were constantly faced with these horrors, even though they were under immense pressure- the interpreters, translators, and other language professionals involved with the trials still did their job. They all put themselves through immense stress, psychological strain and possibly trauma, to make the trials happen and to make sure that Nazi war criminals received the punishment they deserved. Without those interpreters and translators, it would not have been possible. The simultaneous interpreters in particular were pioneers of their profession. Without them, simultaneous interpreting might not even exist. And without simultaneous interpreting, international institutions like the UN or the EU would look completely different today. The world might look completely different, too. After all, during the Cold War, fast communication with people who spoke different languages was essential. Who knows what might have happened without interpreters?

So, yeah, I don’t want to hear people calling interpreters boring ever again.

Just in case you’re interested in hearing more about this topic from someone who has actually lived through all this; here’s a speech by Siegfried Ramler, one of the interpreters who worked at the Nuremberg Trials:

[Finally, I’m not a historian or anything like that; I’m just telling you what I learned at the exhibition and from a few articles about it, because i found it interesting and super impressive. So if there’s anything that’s not correct, I apologize. Please let me know and I’ll correct it at once!]

Don’t care if it Hurts: pt.1

(Dog hybrid! + Gaurd dog!Jimin x Reader) (ft.olderBrother! + Mafia boss!Namjoon)

Part 2

Summary: After a rival gang makes an attempt on your life, Your older brother, the infamous leader of Seoul’s largest gang; Kim Namjoon gets you a guard hybrid; Park Jimin, The reigning champion of Seoul’s underground hybrid fighting ring.

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Warnings/tags: Past abuse, Blood, Mafia!reader, Mafia!Namjoon, Older brother!Namjoon, DogHybrid!Jimin, fighting, slow burn, general angst, eventual hurt/comfort, eventual fluff, eventual smut. 

Wordcount: 2.2k

A/N: Hey guys I know it’s been a while! sorry I’ve been a bit swamped with personal shit and work and school. This is based on an AU that I wrote posted Here - BUT DO NOT READ THAT UNLESS YOU WANT SOME SPOILERS, this is just going to be a more detailed version of that, however, there will be some differences in the ending. 

Originally posted by jimiyoong

“Joon I swear I’m fine.” You said as you watched your brother pace back and forth in his lavish study. There were ware lines on the carpet in the pattern of his track- and you wonder how many hours he’s spent total worrying and pacing in this room. Your thighs suck uncomfortably to the leather sofa- though not because you were sweaty. Your own blood stained your clothes and dripped steadily down your body onto the sofa and the red carpet.  Your brother’s medic and second, Seokjin sat to your left-  delicately suturing and bandaging your arm as gently as he could.

The flat screen TV buzzed softly against the wall,  “Unknown shooter at Coex plaza- none known injured, the story at midnight,” a news castor said. No one injured- accept for you, but the media didn’t know that and never would. Namjoon had already had someone steal the surveillance tapes to hide your identity and You both knew that you were the assassin’s only target.

They hadn’t been successful- all you had to show was a graze from a single bullet- deep but to be honest it hurt less then it should have. Probably because you were a little hopped up on painkillers; you could barely feel Seokjin’s needle as he sutured your arm closed.

He sat next to you- his medical kit spread around you- his head down waiting for your brother- his boss’s wrath to be turned towards him. “It is not fine y/n and don’t you dare try to say it is.” Your brother dragged his hands through his silver hair. “Why didn’t you notice them following you sooner?” Namjoon directed at Jin quietly. His anger barely leashed.

It was Seokjin’s job to protect you whenever you left the gang compound, and today you had gone shopping in Seoul’s busiest mall: Coex plaza. The only thing stopping Namjoon from throttling Jin was the fact that Jin had practically been raised as your second brother. Jin’s father had been your fathers second, like Namjoon, he had inherited the position. 

The shot had rung out just as you turned and by some luck, the bullet had hit your arm and not your chest. It wasn’t the first time someone had made an attempt on your life- and to be honest- the members of Namjoon’s inner circle had gotten much worse in recent past.

Taehyung was currently resting up in an actual hospital after the idiot decided to jump from a bridge in an effort to evade a rival gang- which had worked- but left him with a broken wrist and several broken ribs.

“It’s not his fault- you wouldn’t have been able to pick the shooter out of a crowd that large either.” You argued, coming to Jin’s rescue.

“You’re right- I wouldn’t have let you go in the first place.” You swallowed, meeting your brothers’ glare with a look equally as stalwart.

“Try that next time and you’ll see how well it works out,” you threatened as Seokjin started to wrap your arm with gauze. Even Seokjin flinched at your words.

“Y/n” Seokjin warned, but Namjoon held up a hand to silence him. You where the only one who could talk to Namjoon that way. You were each other’s only family left. Your parents long since killed because of your father’s business- a business which Namjoon had inherited as the oldest.

your brother was the leader of the largest mafia in Seoul- Bangtan. Bangtan had started as just a gang lead by your father and had grown under Namjoon’s intellect. Now it was something that had never been seen before in South Korea- with a territory that consumed half the city and ears all the way to Busan. But just because he was the kingpin didn’t mean he didn’t have enemies- quiet the opposite. Today’s attempt on your life was just one of many that had haunted you both in the last year.

One of the other gangs- the royal sevens, had been trying to take away your brother’s power since the first day he had taken the throne- them along with your rivals- the X’s. We’re giving you more than a few headaches.

A gang war was brewing; everyone knew it. The evidence was clear in the bags under Namjoon’s eyes. And you wondered how many days it had been since he had gotten a good nights sleep. And with Taehyung out of commission momentarily, and the members of his inner circle reduced to 4- Jin could be spared even less frequently to take you too and from your college classes and you couldn’t leave the compound unsupervised.

“What do you expect me to do y/n? Don’t you realize how much it hurts me too see you hurt because of me? You won’t stay where we can keep you safe and you won’t let me send you out of the city so what do you want me to do?”

“I’m not leaving, Namjoon.” your voice was thick with emotion, the words barely a whisper. Namjoon leveled you with a dangerous look, his eyes flashing, in anger and confliction. 

Namjoon turned to Seokjin “leave.” He commanded. Seokjin was quick to exit the office- giving you a thankful look as he closed the door behind him.

Namjoon sat down next to you, ignoring your blood that stained his expensive slacks- someone would be in to clean his study later. It wasn’t the first time blood had been removed from the walls or the floor.

Namjoon probably had 5 other pairs of slacks exactly like those- but because you where his sister- his pride and joy- the sight unnerved him. He took your arm gently- letting you flex it this way and that and establishing whether or not there was any lasting damage- there wasn’t- you could tell it wasn’t deep.

“Well find a solution, I promise, I just want you to have a normal life.”

“I don’t want a normal life if you’re not in it,” you said softly. Your love for your brother was deep- after all, he had practically raised you after your parents died. “Is the solution a war?” You asked quietly , he signed.

“We won’t know that until one starts and ends.”

“I don’t want there to be a war,” you said even softer.

“I know- but it’s likely unavoidable.” You both knew that the only way to survive a war was to come out on top. The last one had happened when you where just a child- Namjoon was nearly a decade older than you-you barely 7 when your parents were killed- and Namjoon just a young man when he had come into power. You had both survived the gang war- but only barely, you still had the small scars on your palms from the night your parents died. You shivered at the memory.

“If you would only go to school in Busan- we could transfer you to another college- one just as good- and there you’d be safer- now wouldn’t be a terrible time for you to study abroad either- America is nearly as safe-”

“My English is terrible and you know it.” Namjoon grinned- fondly recalling the memory of him trying to teach you when you were in middle school- and how badly that had gone.

“I need you safe y/n. please- if we can’t find a solution just think about it.”

You swallowed, letting your head rest on your brother’s shoulder. “Alright.” You said letting sleep and the painkillers pull you down. He picked you up from the couch careful not to brush your arm and took you to your bedroom, tucking you into bed like he used to when you were a child.

But you weren’t a child anymore- and hadn’t been in a while. Soon he knew you would want something more then the claustrophobic life he had to offer you- a life that would land you in an early grave if he didn’t fix the world around you and make it safer.

Namjoon pressed a kiss to the top of your head. For you, he would do anything- even if it meant burning down the current world to forge a new one.


Jimin pressed his bleeding knuckles to the cold dirty concrete of his cell. He was torn between keeping his cuts clean and soothing his bruised hands and body- but at the moment the need for comfort was greater than his need to feel safe. If dirt got in his knuckles there was a chance they could get infected- and a chance that his punches would be slower.

His master wanted his only drive to be to keep his strong hybrid body alive- but after tonight he was simultaneously lit with pride and also couldn’t find it in him to care that he was endangering his wellbeing.

Jimin couldn’t remember a time when he hadn’t been fighting- or been training for fighting. Before he had come to live with his current master he had spent his adolescence learning to fight- and it seemed today- today had been the culmination of those efforts and the point of his entire life.

The kennels where he and his kind where kept smelled like blood, sweat, fear, and adrenaline. His usual kennel mate was missing- maybe he was being punished- maybe he had died in tonight’s fight ( it wouldn’t be the first time that had happened). Jimin had never learned his name. It wasn’t worth it- not when it was likely that his master would force Jimin to fight and maybe kill the hybrid later. None of the hybrids talked to each other because doing so was usually grounds for punishment.

Until today he had been just another one of the many hybrids apart of the underground fighting ring. His master was one of the more notable ones, out of his kennels came the best fighters- and every hybrid, master, and ringleader knew it. Every weekend his master would take his few best fighters to the fighting rings and every week Jimin would win- earning his master more money than seemed legal- of course, Jimin knew that none of it was. Then he would spend the next week recovering and training.

Only to go through it all again next week.

Jimin had never lost a fight against another hybrid or human (though he didn’t fight humans often- and only when his master told him too). And tonight he had finally beat the reigning champion-a wolf hybrid named Taeyang. Who had held the title for nearly 2 years.

But it hadn’t felt good to defeat him- to outsmart him, it never did.

Jimin was already the underdog in the fight- he was purebred German Shepard, and therefore was physically smaller than the lumbering Taeyang. But where he had lacked in strength he had made up for in speed and intelligence. Jimin had thought it through all week, knowing he’d have to run Yang ragged to stand a chance. Jimin had only stopped before killing him because his master had commanded he stop after the ringleader declared the fight won by Jimin.

Jimin was the only one left standing. And as much as he hated it- as much as he felt pity for Taeyang- who was knocked out but barely breathing- relief clung to his bones. He had survived another week. Survived another fight.

The hundred or so humans around the fighting ring shouted- some in dismay and others in joy. He wondered how much money had been bet on him tonight. Some of the people shouted at Jimin to kill his opponent and establish himself as the alpha.

Every person in the hall was shouting for him to finish the job except for 4 people; the ringleader, Jimin, Jimin’s master and one lone man, standing on scaffolding above them.

His glasses where the only thing that Jimin could see in any real detail- along with cold appraising golden brown eyes. As a hybrid- Jimin’s sense of smell, eyesight, and hearing where exceptionally good- and as a purebred Jimin’s senses were even better than that. This man’s scent was different- lighter somehow. With a lingering note of whiskey, gunpowder, and blood- a woman’s blood- and her scent that wrapped around his like a blanket.  

Jimin was a killer- and had been made into one by the people who owned him. But still, the smell of the man made his blood go cold. Even as he walked away from the rancorous display; Jimin tracked him with his eyes, shivering at the feel of the man.

Then he had been brought back here to collapse onto the cold ground, Tired- the aftereffects of the adrenaline pulsing through his veins. Someone stepped in front of his cell door and opened it with a bang that would have made anyone else flinch. One of his master’s men gestured for him to come out- Jimin did so slowly and gently, careful to keep his head down. He refused to let himself limp- though Taeyang had caught him in his ribs. Any sign of weakness or disrespect could be enough to get a beating.

In his time training, Jimin had been beaten many times- for tripping- for not punching correctly- even once for asking for water. But years of it had made him perfectly obedient.  He had been rewarded before too- with water and food, with new clothes and blankets or even showers. Which were cold things- but the only way he could clean wounds.

Jimin prized showers overall- and if the other hybrids had asked him- he would have told them that it was the secret to his success- making sure his body was clean. But most of the others of his kind were terrified of him. A fact that left a heavy feeling in his heart and a sour taste in his mouth.

His masters quarters where paneled with a dark wood. A large circular couch and a full bar with alcohol that stung Jimin’s nose- even so; the smell of the dark man hit him like a car. And Jimin flinched when he smelled it.

“Ah, there you are! My prized fighter” his master exclaimed from where he sat- a human woman on his arm and a drink in his hand. Jimin lifted his eyes tentatively towards the newcomer. The man was surprisingly Attractive, tall and broad-shouldered, with silver hair that was shaved on the sides. His nondescript black clothes hung on him in the same way that his masters did- tailored in a way that let the viewer know they where expensive. His face was even- blank like a painting but he appraised Jimin with an almost sterile air, the same way someone would look at a knife.  

“I see you’ve noticed monster,” his master said, grinning and gesturing with a finger towards the other man. Monster- an apt name. His master turned towards the monster. “Tell me again why I’ve let you convince me to sell you my most prized fighter before I’ve had a chance to breed him?”

At the notion of breeding Jimin recoiled, a cold shiver sent down his back. The thought of doing that with anyone was nearly unthinkable. But then there where the other words. Sell? His master was selling him.

“Because you owe me a favor Jay,” Monster said with a slight smile playing on his lips that Jimin didn’t believe was genuine for a second, “and because you love money more than you love your hybrids.”  Jimin must have made a noise because all of them turned to him.

“Spit it out dog.” His master commanded harshly.

“Sell?” Jimin asked quietly. His master laughed.

“Your performance tonight attracted his attention- and now monster wants you for his own- so tonight you’ll go with him. He’s your new master.”

Jimin felt like the world had been pulled out from under him. Go with that man? Leave the kennels where he had practically grown up? Was this punishment? But he had done so well tonight- he had thought tonight would be the night everything changed for the better, but as Monster- as his new master smiled at him, showing his teeth, Jimin couldn’t help but think that things had changed for the worse.

The early morning light stunned Jimin as he stepped out of the kennels. He had only seen daylight a few times in his life, and this cold grayness made him shiver. A long black car was waiting for them- and the driver was waiting, door open, for his new master to get in.

Jimin hurried after him- careful to stay on the other side of his car. Jimin practically pressed his face into the window. The city, which was usually dark and punctuated by neon lights was soft and yellow-grey. A few sleepy people walking as the car drove at a leisurely pace.

Jimin’s tail wagged excitedly once against the leather, and startled, he grabbed it to make it stop, only to find his new master watching him. Jimin flinched, expecting to be hit for the annoying action, but His master only signed, Jimin hung his head preparing to be beaten. But when he spoke monsters voice was even- without anger.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve bought you,” he said sternly. “but before we get to that tell me; Did you like fighting?” Jimin looked up startled by the question, the monster didn’t shout at him to answer as he digested his words only waited patiently.

“Never,” Jimin answered. His hands- his knuckles still split and dirty, tightening on his knees. “Not once. It was only a way to survive.”

“then I’m sorry to have to ask you to do it again,” His master pulled out his wallet, and then a photograph, he held it out to Jimin.

It was a photograph, of a smiling girl a little younger than Jimin probably. With y/h/c hair and y/e/c eyes that sparkled with happiness and joy like Jimin had never seen. All Jimin had was a photograph of you and he could already tell you where beautiful. Jimin turned to look at monster apprehensively.

“What do you want me to do to her.” his new master turned to the window, the rising sun turning his hair a light orange.

“I want you to protect her.”

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Imagine: making Tom relax on his birthday

To say Tom was a bit on edge would have been an understatement. With the recent GQ article talking about his previous girlfriend, and more rumors about how long the two of you would last or when you’d break up, he desperately needed a ‘lazy day’. So, you took it into your own hands, and made sure Thomas had nothing planned on his birthday until the night, when he could celebrate with family and friends.

The two of you had been long time friends, and after Thomas recovered from Taylor, you surprised each other by realizing you had buried shared emotions. You avoided the media as a couple, but the important people in your lives knew, and thanks to them, Tom Hiddleston got to have a relaxing birthday.

Said actor was currently in bed, boxers only, well past his normal waking time. His eyes eased open to the soft golden glow coming through the windows, and when he saw your heavenly smile at his side, he knew being 36 was going to be enjoyable.

“Good morning, love… What time is it?” He asked groggily, as he shifted to wrap his arms around your loosely clothed torso. You had taken to wearing Marvel pajamas as a joke with him, and currently, you just had undergarments and his Thor shirt, which was certainly oversized for you.

“9:26am.” You responded, after glancing at the clock. You heard Tom take in a sharp breath as his eyes widened, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and held him close, interrupting his worried thoughts. “Thomas, today is your birthday. You have earned a break, so don’t worry… That’s my job.” You joked lightly, running your fingers through his soft hair, letting your nails massage his scalp. He hummed contentedly at the feeling, letting his eyes close.

“Wh-What about-” he began, but soon felt your soft lips against his, prompting him to react in kind. His hands drifted to your waist and hair, but before he could lose himself in your embrace, you pulled back and smiled sweetly.

“Tom, it’s fine. Everything will be okay.” You reassured, before shifting so you straddled his waist and looked down at him, planting your hands to the sides of his head. “You deserve the world, but today, rest should do the trick. I’ll make some tea, pop in a movie or find a nice record, and we can while the day away doing whatever you want… except working.” You explained, your voice low and silky. Tom stared up at you with wonder in his eyes, as he let out a string of soft chuckles and reached his hands up to brush back your curtain of hair.

“What did I do to deserve you?” He asked, his voice wistful and loving. You chuckled lightly and leaned down, pressing your soft mouth to his in slow kisses. After a few seconds, you parted, but remained a breath away.

“You didn’t have to do anything… Now, any ideas for the day, birthday boy?” You asked with a growing grin. Thomas knew you were determined to give him a relaxing day, so he happily accepted that gift. However, he did have some plans of his own for you.

“Oh, darling… this is going to be the busiest day off we’ve ever had.”

Bound (Yoongi/Reader)

Originally posted by jungsooneul


Genre: Smut/PWP

Words: 2.3k

Author: Admin Meyg

Prompt: Could you write a rope bunny fic for yoongi where he goes down on y/n and teases her and is super dominate and sexy like restrains her with handcuffs and the ropes and fucks her til she can’t remember her own name please lmao (Daddy kink encouraged) FAM I TRIED. YOU ARE WILD

A/N: I’d like to make a huge shout out to Admin Kea, because honestly she completely saved this fic from the absolute trash that it was. Everyone thank her for being able to save this fic.

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Merry Christmas, Shawn Mendes.

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x Reader

Warning: Smut, choking, oral (F and M), ice play, sub!Shawn, Dom!Reader, fluff, pregnancy.

Word Count: 3,466

Requested: No.

A/N: If you’ve seen my previous post, I’ve decided to post as much as I can using only Christmas prompts, so, that being said, here is number one! If you have an suggestions, or prompts you’d like me to write, requests are open!

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I’m Not A Kid: Part 3 (Final Part)

I’m Not a Kid: Part 3 (Final Part) (m)

Word count: 7.7k

Genre/Warnings: angst, smut, dirty talk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: You finally face Jungkook after he moved away, three years ago.

Parts: one | two (3/3)

It had been three years since you had laid eyes on Jeon Jungkook. Not that you had been keeping count. It was somewhere near almost three. You two were going hot and heavy in secret for two years. Jungkook went to college while working for his father part time. Luckily for you Mr. Jeon had his son working with you most of the time. The two of you actually worked very well together. Then the day came where Jungkook graduated and he came and worked for the company for about half a year but then his dad decided to open, and wanted Jungkook to manage another branch, in another country.

You were devastated to say the least when you had to hear about it from the whole office and not even your boyfriend, Jungkook. Of course you thought the rumors were just that, rumors. But then you had went into Jungkook’s office and he wasn’t there. All of his stuff had been taken out and you just stood there. You remember the feeling so vividly, it made you sick to your stomach. 


You ended up going home early and there he was, on your couch with tear stained cheeks. You have never seen him this vulnerable. The two of you normally were not very sentimental or too open with each other. But there he was, crying on your couch as you made your way over to him. He held you so tightly after he pulled you into his lap. The two of you holding each other so closely while you slow fucked on the couch. You remember how tightly he held onto your hair as he whispered in your ear, that he loved you. That was the first and only time you had heard it. Because after being in sad, sweaty and naked ecstasy- he was gone.

You woke up on the couch with a blanket draped over you and all of his stuff out of your apartment. The two of you didn’t live together but you did miss his toothbrush next to yours and all of his protein powder in your cabinets, among other things. You even missed all the anime on your DVR. You missed him but even more you hated him.

He had never said goodbye or told you he was even leaving in the first place. At least he barely did that one night. You didn’t even know how much time he had left to be with you until you woke up alone. You just wish that you had known or maybe if you were open about your relationship he would still be with you. But you hated yourself for wanting to go back into the past and be with him. 




The first year was the hardest. All you wanted to do was call him or have him call you. But then it finally set in that he had left and you wanted to beat the shit out of him. You wanted him to feel the pain that you felt. You wondered how someone who was so keen on getting you to go out with him in the first place could be such a major ass. If you had stuck with your instincts you would probably be fine, in a better relationship and happy… then again you could’ve ended up with someone like John. The guy that you had ended up leaving at the party when you finally let yourself be with Jungkook.

Maybe this was meant to happen or maybe you were just stupid. Finally around the second year you tried not to think about Jungkook as much. Although it was pretty hard when your boss was his father. After time though you didn’t actually think about him… not that much. Luckily since the man that you once loved, but never told him, father was your boss you knew whenever he would be coming into town.

If you ever figured out that Jungkook was coming back home you went on vacation, on a business trip or just called in sick. You remember in the beginning that Mr. Jeon always told you that Jungkook had asked about you or wondered if you were doing well. Jungkook was also apparently the reason that you got promoted and we’re basically Mr. Jeon’s right hand gal. You had gotten one email from Jungkook giving his congratulations but you deleted it. Maybe it was your petty side but you didn’t want to indulge yourself or parade yourself with questions on whether or not it meant something more.

You got an even bigger office and Claire was also happy to move up as your assistant. She got paid a couple dollars more so she was happy. Work was good, most days. You were making more money and you ended up moving to a bigger and nicer apartment. Mostly because your roommate was getting married. It was hard, you were so used to having someone around all the time and now you were lucky to have her pick up the phone if she wasn’t busy.

It was most times when you were at home, alone. Feeling sorry for yourself or just wanting to know if he was okay that you would end up on Facebook or Instagram or anywhere he posted anything slightly revealing. You would see pictures of him with new friend’s or younger women. It was so hard to look at but you couldn’t help yourself. You tried to put up photos and make statuses just to seem like things were normal in your life. You mostly did it because you wanted him to see that you were fine. Not that you thought he was actually interested in knowing. You were sure he was busy enough with his own life and you should’ve been focusing on yours.

Things did get better with time. You had even dated someone for a little while but it was hard. You really loved being around Sehun but he was so young himself. He got very jealous if you did things without him or just when you were around other men. He was very whiny when you had to stay at work late. He just looked great on your arm and that was what you were focused on. You hated that maybe you weren’t focusing on actually being happy. You had pretty much engulfed yourself in work since Jungkook left so you didn’t really know how to make time for others. You thought he was so beautiful and sweet but you knew it wasn’t going to work out between the two of you and after six months you just had to let him go.

Every once in awhile you would get something from Jungkook. You figured this was when he was feeling lonely or alone like you. After a while you just deleted them or sometimes you kept them just so you could see him. He would send you pictures of himself whether it be his face or his body. He had even sent you two videos over the course of three years. You had never retaliated, too scared that maybe he would never send anything again if he knew you felt the same. Or you were just scared because maybe he wanted to trick you into seeing if you still missed him enough.

One video was of him and his office still wearing his suit while he touched himself. You could hear him grunting as he worked his hand and you would close your eyes and remember what it was like to hear him in you. The other one was last year when you made your and Sehun’s relationship public, changing single to in a relationship. The video was of Jungkook fucking another woman. You remembered the first time you saw, you were angry and sad that he would do something like this. Then again it had been enough time the second time it came around you laughed. Seeing that only made you want to forget him even more.

You figured he was embarrassed with himself because that was the last and final thing he had ever sent you. In a way you were happy but a part of you like getting to see him and his sculpted body. You guess it was just a way that he kept up with you. Even when you were too scared to send anything back. He seemed to be doing well for himself and you respected that. His dad was very proud of him and you were proud of yourself. Even with the help of Jungkook, you were truly paving your way in the business and you were a force to be reckoned with.

By the third year, you really didn’t think about Jungkook much. You were dating here and there. You had ended up going on a couple of dates with one guy that you particularly liked. You spent a lot of time with Jimin and Taehyung. Jimin, being the best and most supportive friend ever. It was very easy to be yourself with him and his fiancé. You ate a meal every Sunday with them and you even went to your yoga classes with Taehyung every Tuesday and Thursday. You had really fallen into a schedule that you enjoyed.

Today was different though, you could feel it in your body that it was different. Your phone had turned off in the middle of the night and you were almost late for work, just starting the day off wrong. A part of you told yourself to just call in but you knew you had a meeting with a big client and you wanted to go ahead and get that over with.

You were in such a rush that as soon as you got into your building was the only time you had to turn your phone back on. When you turned it on you had received multiple texts and calls from Jimin but the slowness of your phone turning on wasn’t helpful and when you finally got to your door, Claire had mentioned someone was in your office waiting for you. You looked at your watch, thinking that your client was slightly early. Rather than having them wait you went straight into your office.

When you walked in and looked at the back of the head sitting in the chair facing wall, you knew exactly what was. You looked down at your phone seeing the text finally was working clearly, pressing on Jimin’s name and reading.

[From: Jimin 8:30 am] He’s here, don’t come.

[From: Jimin 8:45 am] Jungkook randomly showed up.

[From: Jimin 8:54 am] Y/N?

You looked up as Jungkook turned slightly, hearing the door open and close. He stood slowly and smiled as the two of you made eye contact. You were very shaken, not knowing how to feel or what to say so you just stared at him.

“Y/N,” he sing songed, making chills fly up your arms. Wow, you look even more beautiful than I remember.“ Jungkook smiled, standing still but having the strongest urge to go and touch you.

It was silent for a moment but you couldn’t  keep one question in, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“It’s lovely to see you too, darling.” He chuckled and this all just felt like a game to you. It seems like all he wanted to do was screw up what you had worked so hard to keep normal.

“Really, Jungkook. What are you doing here? Normally I know when you’re coming in.” You said you walked over to your desk and put your bag down.

“So that’s why you’re never here when I’m here.” He said with a sigh.

“Do you really think that I want to be here when you’re here and see you? I was hoping I would never see you again.” You huffed as you got your work out of your bag, standing there with your hands placed on your desk as you looked up at him.

“To be fair, I did call and I even stopped by your old building but I was told that you had moved.” Jungkook sat again and you stood there.

“You really came to my old apartment building? Why the hell would you do something like that? Like I would actually want to see you? Like I would want you to just show up?” You looked at him and he looked down at the ground. You were angry, you thought that you had pretty much coming over it but you were very wrong. You could not believe that he was sitting there right in front of you and all your old feelings just came back into play.

It felt unfair that he could just walk in and you were already taken by him. It was like the beginning all over again. You had to pretend to hate him just so your true feelings wouldn’t peek out. “Plus I changed my number. When I broke up with my boyfriend he wouldn’t stop calling and leaving me voice messages of him singing.”

Jungkook looked back up at you and you swallowed. “That’s right, I forgot about your boyfriend.”

“It was almost a year ago, sometimes I forget about him too.”

Jungkook forced a smile as he played with his hands. “I was happy you found someone.”

You stood there for a moment before you started laughing. Jungkook looked up at you, questioning why you were laughing. “Is that why you sent me that video of you and that woman?”

Jungkook rolled his eyes and put a hand through his shiny black hair. “I was jealous, I’m an asshole.”

“Why were you jealous? You left me. You were the one who just walked out. What? You were jealous that you didn’t find your new love first? Because it took me a goddamn long time to trust anyone after that shit that you pulled.” you slammed your fist down onto your desk.


Jungkook bit his lip as he stared at your desk. “No, of course that was not it. It was selfish, I didn’t want you to be with anyone but me.”

You huffed out a laugh once more, “That is the biggest crock of shit I’ve ever heard.”

“It’s true,” Jungkook said standing up and making you lean back as you stared at him for a moment.

“I’ve seen you with plenty of girls.”

“When?” He laughed, “In pictures?” He stared at you for a moment and you just nodded. “It was only a fucking picture that you saw. You have no idea. There were plenty of people who wanted to go home with me but I couldn’t. And maybe if I did go home with someone their name wasn’t the one I was shouting out.”

“Am I supposed to feel sorry for you? You did this to yourself when you left.” You said harshly.

“You think I don’t know that? I was a stupid 23-year-old kid. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. That’s what my mom did, she acted like everything was fine and then she left one day.”

“How did that make you feel when she left? If anything, you should have known that you were upset and sad and you thought about her all the time. That was selfish, you know all about being selfish. I’m supposed to say, poor you because you got to move up and go somewhere else and be surrounded by women who you fucked but got their name wrong? Screw you, Jungkook. You did this to yourself. We both need to get over this bullshit. Besides you’re just going to be going back soon anyway so what’s the point?” You sat down and Jungkook leaned over your desk to get closer to you.

“That’s not true. My dad is opening another branch 45 minutes away from this one. I let my successor take over the other branch and now I will be the head of this new one. I already moved back to the city yesterday.” You felt yourself getting sick to your stomach. “I will be here all week doing some training.”

Suddenly there was a knock at your door and you pushed Jungkook away as you sat. He chuckled to himself, reminiscing the times that you were pushing away while the two of you were in each other’s office and someone knocked or decided to come in.

It was Claire, “Ms. Y/L/N, your client is here to see you. Would you like me to bring him in?” Her eyes shifted between the two of you as she wanted to know what was going on.

“Yes, bring him in. Jungkook was just leaving.” You said and Jungkook nodded.

He started leaving before he turned around and looked at you, “I’m in my old office if you need me.” You just nodded as he left and your client came.


It was so hard for you to focus all week. All you could do was think about the fact that Jungkook was right down the hall. And for some reason all you wanted to do was get up and go see him. You didn’t even know what you wanted to say. You just wanted to look at him. You just wanted to touch him and make sure that he was real. It was crazy to you that maybe just maybe he wanted to be with you again.

During the first couple of days you tried your hardest to stay away from him. Although when you left your door open to get in some fresh air, you would see Jungkook walk by several times and pretend not to look in and see you. It really was like the old days where he would bother Claire to see your schedule and he would sit next to you in meetings.

He didn’t try stuff like he used to, although you could tell he really wanted to. There were some times where out of the corner of your eye, you watched his hand hover to touch you or his mouth would get really close to your ear to whisper something but he would soon back away. Most times he just watched you from afar as you watched him.

He would always be in the elevator with you when you went out to lunch. He’d somehow end up right next to you pressed up against you in his form fitting suit that showed off his figure. Sometimes he would even walk around the office without his jacket on and you could really tell that he had been working out more. You watched as he would make coffee and you could see the outlines of his muscles in his shirt. Pretty much every girl in the office would walk around just to see him in those tight shirts.

Jimin had made fun of him to his face but only was trying to hide the fact that he too thought Jungkook looked good. You tried to ignore that every girl wanted. Especially Claire who was engaged but though Jungkook was trying to win her back like she had even had him in the first place. It was times like these that your pettiness only made you want to fire her just for the stupid things she said.


It was hard, trying to ignore him. But of course since he was back his father and your boss wanted some of that magic that the two of you used to give. ‘You both work so amazing together and I need the best for this account.’ That’s what you remember hearing before you are pushed into your office with Jungkook. You remember seeing Jimin try not to laugh as the door was closed.

Jimin had walked you to your car every day because you had asked. Not wanting someone to persuade you to go home with him. “Do you really need me to walk you to your car? I mean you are a big girl, Y/N.”

“Well, yesterday he asked me if he could come see my new place. So yeah, I do need you to walk me to my car. Because next thing I know I will be on my kitchen counter with my legs above my head while he fucks me. I know myself, Jimin.”

“You think that maybe you need to get it out of your system? I mean he’s only going to be at a firm 45 minutes away. Plus he’s living downtown where you live. Do you think that maybe you just need to just have sex and get it over with and maybe the two of you can move on?”

“You know I am surprised. To think that my best friend wants me to go back into the hands of someone who hurt me so badly.”

“I think you did your fair share to him when you told every girl he was in a picture with for the first year that he had crabs.”

You rolled your eyes, “I was in a state of grief.” Jimin just laughed, “Plus I later apologized… anonymously.”

“This is what I mean. Your whole relationship was very sexually driven. Maybe the two of you just need to fucking talk about your feelings. That’s what Tae and I do.”   

“Could you just tell me more about your sex life and we don’t have to talk about anything else?”

Jimin chuckled as he rubbed your arm. “You’re going to have to talk about it with him. The two of you won’t be able to settle until it’s done.”

“How often do you top?”

“Jesus, goodnight!” Jimin walked away and you laughed. But now here you were in your office with Jungkook, in silence. You didn’t really know what to say but you knew you needed to say something. Jimin was right at least on your behalf. You needed to know why he did the things he did before you can truly get over everything.

“So I got these mock ups and they should be ready tomorrow afternoon. I think everyone is gone for the night,” Jungkook scratched his head. “You probably wants to get out of here. I’m sure you have better things to be doing.”

“This is my work. This is what I need to be doing.” You spoke, watching him as he flipped through the papers and laughed at  what you said.

“That’s just it. You were always so focused on work. I could barely ever get you to do fun things with me.”

“I did plenty of fun things when I could. Work means something to me.”

“I know it does and you’re fucking brilliant at it. I just wish you wouldn’t stress yourself so much. You should get out more, meet people. You remember the first time you gave in to me? When we ended up going to a club and you left that stupid date of yours. What was his name…”

“John.”

Jungkook looked up at you and smiled. “John, that’s right. I remember we ran into him that one night when we went out to eat. I remember him looking at you and talking to you. Sad looking guy.”

“Yeah, and then you took me to your apartment and tied me up. You were so jealous for no reason.”

“I know, it was fun though. One of the best nights of my life. Probably the best sex I ever had too. I just remember you telling me, ‘only you. I only want you.’”

You shifted in your seat uncomfortably. Reminiscing on these memories just made everything feel so real.

“Then again, it’s really hard to choose what the best sex of my life was. I mean anytime I think about it you come to mind. You in general are just the best sex I’ve ever had. That first night in the club,” Jungkook chuckled to himself and shook his head. “I can’t believe you let me fuck you in the bathroom. Then I got to fuck you in your office.”

You felt yourself getting wet so you crossed your legs. Not wanting to show you remembered those nights distinctively as well.

“Then we stayed at work those long hours and I got to fuck you on the kitchen counter in the break room. I even fucked you in my dads office. But my favorite definitely have to be on the photocopier.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “I remember that. I got a really bad cramp in my back.”

You and Jungkook say there and laughed before he spoke again, “We haven’t broken in this newer office…”

You stared at him and for a moment you were baffled that he even said that to you. Then you realized the child that was in front of you. “You’re such a kid. You know sex is all you think about.”

“I’m not a kid and you know it.” Jungkook sat up.

“Why did you leave?” The four words had slipped out. The question you have been dying to know for three years. “Why did you just leave like that? Why didn’t you try with me?” And finally, “Why did you leave me?”

Jungkook saw the sadness and the pain in your eyes. “I knew you would be angry. I didn’t think that you would want to try. I thought you might try to keep me here and I knew you wouldn’t want to go with me.”

“But you didn’t even ask? You thought you knew me so well. Hell, I thought I knew you well. We didn’t know shit about each other. When we fought we just had sex. When we were sad we just had sex. We fixed everything with sex and that’s not a relationship. I thought I knew you but there were times I was in bed with you, I felt like I was in there with a stranger. Sometimes I woke up next to you and I would just feel dirty.”

Jungkook nodded in understanding, “I get that. There were lots of times I just wanted to open up and talk to you but I didn’t want you to think that I was a kid.”

“Jungkook, talking about your feelings does not make you a kid. It makes you human. Feelings are what makes people fall in love. Feelings are what makes people who they are and all I wanted to do was know you.”

“I’m sorry, everything I did was so shitty. All I wanted to do was apologize but you were right. I was just a kid. I didn’t know how to act or what to do. I took the one thing that was good and I fucked it up because that’s what I do. I- I hated myself for hurting you and not talking to you about anything. The first time I came back I came to your office and you weren’t there and my dad said that you had requested to go on a business trip and I thought that it was pretty clear. It was very clear that you didn’t want to see me.”

“Well, what do you expect me to do?”

“No, I don’t blame you.” Jungkook got up and went over to the side of your desk where he had always loved to sit when he would come inside your office to bother you. “I didn’t realize how I was acting and I was so in love with you. I’ve never been in love before and it scared the shit out of me. Like I said good things that happened to me, I fuck them up and I just knew it was going to be sooner or later before I fucked up our relationship. I guess in a way, I thought I was protecting you or saving you from me… but I just hurt us both. When I wanted to fix it you didn’t want to see me and I just took the message.” Jungkook looked at the floor before saying, “I’m sorry. A thousand times, I’m so sorry. I was such a dick and I really did act like a child, especially when I saw that you were happy with someone else. All I wanted to do was make you happy and I just hurt you.”

You swallowed and closed your eyes. Your body was overwhelmed. Even just hearing him say that he was sorry, well, your body wanted to console him. “Thank you, Jungkook.” You looked over at him and he looked at you. “Thank you for saying you’re sorry.”

“I really missed hearing my name come from your beautiful lips.” You looked at your desk and couldn’t help but bite your lip. “Your voice in general… it’s like I’m home.” He smiled and you closed your eyes. “I missed you,” he whispered, leaning closer. “Did you miss me?” You looked up at him and shook your head. He laughed, “No? Okay then, if you want me to I’ll go.”

You looked over his features for a moment and you knew him well enough to know that he wasn’t going to leave, no matter what. “You just want to fuck me?” You asked. “This is going to be completely like it was last time? We know how well that turned out.”

“I don’t think we acted like a couple because we weren’t out in the open like a couple.” He looked at you but you waited for him to finish. “Of course I want us to be different. I still work for my father but I’m not going to work here. I want to be open about this I want to tell people. I want you to be mine and I want to be able to show people that. It was always so hard for me to stay quiet when I saw other people looking at you. I wanted to fight for you and now I can. I love you and not a day goes by that the feeling has changed. We might not have known each other that well before but I want to spend my life getting to know the real you and even the real me. I want you to see me for who I am. I want you to know all of me. I want you to be able to love me.”

“You really want to do this? You could get some backlash-”

“I don’t give a shit about that. You’re what I’ve wanted and what I’ve needed for three years. If you even think about giving me half a shot I’m going to run with it.”

“Fine, it’s what I want as well.” You said and Jungkook excitedly bent down to kiss you but you stopped him. “If we’re going to start over and do this. We’re going to do it right. You’re going to ask me on a date and I’m not gonna put out. I want to learn about you, I want to get to know you. I want to hear stories of you being on the other side of the country. I don’t want to forget our past but I want to make new and better memories.”

Jungkook held out his hand to you and you took it. You both shook on it, “Can I take you out tomorrow?”

“I’ll have to see if my schedule’s not busy.” You laughed and he rolled his eyes.

“You do have to take breaks from work to be with me, okay? You always focused on the work rather than me.”

“It’s a two-way street. We both have to focus on work and we both have to make time for each other. I will try my best.”

“I appreciate that,” you both smiled at each other before suddenly Jungkook sat on your desk closer to you. “So… I really can’t kiss you right now?”

You laughed, pushing him off your desk as you gather your papers and put them in your bag. Walking out, “Goodnight, kid.”



By the third date you hadn’t put out. Of course you didn’t count the fact that Jungkook got so worked up that he ate you out under the table. Saying, 'Fuck dessert, you were always sweeter anyway.’ You ended up waiting until the sixth date. Which surprised you but made it so much more worth it. You really felt like you were getting to know each other and you were content.

You both were making it a point to see each other as well as work. It was delightful to come to each other’s apartment after work with take out or groceries and eat together. You loved to watch Jungkook cook. It was beautiful to be vulnerable with each other and then make love on every surface of the apartment. It was all exciting and for the first time you felt like you truly belonged with someone.

Eight beautiful months had gone by. After three months, just to make sure that you were both serious about each other, Jungkook told his father. His father was confused but delighted. Figuring that, that was the reason why the two of you work so well together. Of course it was just a matter of time before the office found out and Claire had awkwardly congratulated you.

Sometimes for lunch the two of you would meet in the middle of the two offices at a small diner off the interstate. It was those kinds of times that made your relationship special. You still thought that he was so young but it made you feel young as well, at least in some cases. It was nice and it just felt right, being with him. To think, you hated him at first and then you went for another long time hating him. It wasn’t all easy though now that you two were together. There were of course times where the two of you didn’t get along or worked too much and ignored each other but you worked it out. And when you worked it out, most of the time, it ended in amazing sex that came right after. You thought you were never bored of sex with him in the first place and now you knew you never would be.



You two we’re going out to a club, the club where the two of you hooked up for the first time. You went out just to have fun but in the middle of dancing your night was interrupted when Jungkook saw Sehun. He knew the guys face from a mile away since he had stalked your instagram and knew a lot about the two of you. He knew that it was a long time ago but he was very protective of you.

Sehun saw you and came over to you both, talking to you for a minute. Making a joke, you had a thing for younger guys and you laughed. Jungkook on the other hand was not so pleased. “Hey man,” Jungkook started walking towards him but you stopped him.

“Nice seeing you. Have a good night!” You waved while dragging Jungkook out and to the car.

“I don’t see why you dated him.” You went over to your side and got in. You liked riding in Jungkook’s BMW, it was a black convertible and just an exciting car. Always fun to ride in with the top down. The two of you got in and Jungkook started the car, driving off.

“He was cute and young.”

“A kid,” he said as he got into the street.

“You’d know about that.”

“Fuck you,” he laughed.

It was silent for a moment before you spoke. “I met him at a coffee shop. He accidentally knocked my drink out of my hand and paid for me to have another one. It was like a scene out of a movie.”

“Eh, well you didn’t end up with him.”

“Life isn’t a movie. You don’t just end up with one person. Life plays out, it doesn’t just end like a film.”

“I guess you’re right. I just like thinking you’ve ended up with me…” You smiled, thinking the conversation was over but it was far from that. “So, what was he like in bed?”

Your eyes were wide as you looked over at him. His eyes still focused on the road. You shook your head before you smiled, “Boney, but uh- it worked for me.”

“Did it?”

“Yeah, like I was surprised he could handle me on top of him. He’s so thin but he really fucked like a jackhammer.” you laughed, half joking.  

“Watch it,” Jungkook said and you chuckled.

“He was good, you’re good too.” You focused on the road with him.

Jungkook scoffed, “Just good?”

You smirked to yourself, “Well you’ve been awfully busy working lately. Maybe I’ve forgotten…” you said innocently and he quickly looked over at you before pulling off the road and parking the car slightly next to some trees on a side street. You looked around nervously, dropping the act. “What are we doing?”

“Just good? You know you can’t say shit like that to me. You know I’m not gonna be able to wait until we get home to show you that I’m much better than good.”

You giggled, “Come on kid, I want to go home. We can even go to your apartment. You know I was just messing with you.”

“In the backseat.”

“What?” You looked at him, annoyed at the fact his stupid male ego got hurt so quickly.

“Get in the backseat and I’ll show you fucking good,” Jungkook whispered as he moved toward you. “So, get in the back seat. Now.”

You looked him up and down. The tone of his voice made you feel like you were headed to toe 20° hotter. “Yes sir,” you decided to move back there.

“Mh, good girl.” Jungkook slapped your ass with a chuckle, making you jump as you fell back into the backseat.

“I don’t want to get caught by a police officer.”

“Really? Where is my fun girlfriend to doesn’t mind doing it in public places? Remember the time we fucked in Jimin and Taehyung’s bathroom while they were having that party.” Jungkook pulled you onto his waist. “Where’s she?”

“I’m right here,” you said, looking down at him as you started to circle your hips against his as a deep breath came out of him.

“I know you like doing it in public. Don’t try to hide. Plus we’ve never done it like this before. He grabbed your ass and a giggle escaped. "I love your ass. It’s the perfect size for me to just hold and squeeze.” He said as he squeezed it and you moaned as your crotches brushed up against each other over and over. “Let’s get you out of this dress.”

You nodded as he lifted the material over your head. “No bra? Mh, that’s pretty sexy.” He smirked and you took off his shirt.

“I want you out of those pants, come on.” You said and he chuckled. You got off of him and he told you to face you body against the backseat. You did as you were told, letting your heels slip off as Jungkook reached down to help you take off your thong. He made sure his warm strong hands brushed over your sensitive bundle of nerves along with your wet folds, making your body jump.

You slapped his hand and he smiled at you as he then rubbed your wetness as well as his rock hard dick, making your eyes roll back. You had been staring at the veins on his arms which were making your heat wet but this was really kicking it up a notch.

“Y/N, are you ready for me?”

“I think I can handle it,” you said sarcastically.

“If you say so,” Jungkook said as he, no warning, pushed himself inside of you. Making you gasp and yell, “Jungkook!”

“You said you could handle me. Although, sometimes you can barely handle me. Remember that time I fucked you so hard in the shower and it was so hot in there that you passed around and I had to carry you to the bed? Or that time we made love on my dad’s washing machine at that dinner with his friends while they were in the next room. You were trying to be so quiet but failed.”

“Yes,” you whimpered as he was slowly moving inside of you as you got comfortable. He was big but he felt so perfect inside you. Jungkook put one hand around your throat as he picked up the speed, really starting to fuck you doggy style. He brought your body closer to his as you arched yours. “Yes, oh god. That feels so good.” Your hand went to his thigh as you wanted to feel his strong body pounding into yours.

You could feel the car shaking as Jungkook’s grunts and groans were echoing across the vehicle. “You love when I choke you.” You shook your head and he grinned, “You’d let me do anything to you. My baby is such a little slut for me, huh?”

“Watch it,” you copied him from earlier and he chuckled.

“The fact that you’re letting me take you from behind in my car just proves what a dirty girl you are for me. I love it.” He held onto your hips as your body’s moved quickly together. The sound of your skin slapping together filled your ears as you moaned happily. He gave your ass a slap as he licked and bit your shoulder.

“Yes! Right there, right fucking there.”

“Here? Am I hitting that spot inside you, baby? The one that makes you sing so sweetly for me.”

“Yes, Jungkook, yes. Oh my god, fuck. Jesus Christ that’s it. Give it to me, Jungkook. Harder!” you clawed and he tanned skin of his leg.

“Shit, Y/N.”

“Mhh, fuck-” you gasped at how fast his hips were moving. Jungkook was thrusting inside of you so hard you were screaming out for him in the small space of the car. You were grabbing onto the seats and the windows and windshield were fogged up. You reached one hand behind you has it tangled into his beautiful black hair. “Jungkook, Jungkook yes!”

“Fuck, Y/N. Your pussy is always so damn tight. I should fuck you more, harder, huh? You love when you have a strong, young cock inside of you, don’t you? My dirty, Noona. You fucking love it.”

“I do, I do! Jungkook, you feel so good. Please, I’m so close.”

“I bet Sehun never fucked you like this. I bet he never made you feel as good as I did. He didn’t get to love and worship your body like I get to.” Jungkook’s hand gripped one of your breasts and pinched the nipple as the pleasure shot through your body, making you jump and giggle.

“Jungkook, no one has ever made me feel like you do. No one ever will.” Your eyes were closed so you could focus on not coming yet. “You always make me feel so fucking amazing. My body can’t take it. It can’t take all the pleasure.”

Jungkook gave you a couple of particularly hard thrusts. “Fuck, you feel so good.” You tightened around him, knowing how much he loved it and he shouted, pulling your hair and making your head fall back into his shoulder as his other hand was still on your neck, squeezing, sending you closer and closer to the edge. “You’re such a filthy girl for me, letting me take advantage of you like this in the back seat of my car, on the side of the road. You love the way I’m just taking you, right here. The fact that I can’t even wait until we get home. I just had to have you now. You’re my weakness, your just so fucking good. You’re all mine, all mine Y/N.”

“Jungkook, please.” You pleaded.

“What, baby? Let you come? Come all over my hard cock that’s fucking you just how you like? You want to come all over my cock and I’ll come inside this pretty little pussy of yours…”

“Please, come inside me. You know how much I love when you fill me up.” You begged with a moan as his dick twitched inside of you.

“Holy shit, baby. Come for me, come while anyone could see us.” He whispered the last part and you screamed his name as your eyes shut tight. Jungkook released his hand from your throat and he held onto you tightly, coming inside of you. His moans and grunts making your body shake as you both collapsed in bliss.

It took a moment for the two of you to finally get enough energy to set up in the backseat and grab your clothes. You both looked at each other and giggled as you could have fallen asleep right then and there. 


“Did that do it for you?” He asked as the two of you got dressed in the backseat.

“You always do it for me. You know that I love you. I’m in a constant state of euphoria with you.”

“Sometimes it amazes me that you do. I always loved to annoy you.”

“Yeah, you definitely were annoying but you were what I needed. I think I was what you needed. So I am happy that one night that I gave into you and went to the club. But I’m even happier that we kind of got a second chance.” You smiled as he buttoned his shirt.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Plus who am I supposed to keep it spicy in the bedroom with now that I’m really getting old.”

“Trust me, you’ll always have me to make you feel young.” Jungkook said and you laughed. He sang your name as he got in the front seat and started the car once again and you smiled to yourself. Never in your life you thought that the annoying kid that followed you around, singing your name. Or asked you out on a date at least once a day, was going to be the person you probably would spend the rest of your life with. And while life wasn’t a movie you were definitely ready to see where this one goes.

Taste The Sweet (Grayson Smut)

Summary: You’re a Youtuber, hanging around the H&M tent at Coachella. Grayson is your biggest fan.
Word Count: 2,861
Warnings: Fingering.
A/N: Thank you to the anon who sent this idea in! This is all your idea, I’m just writing it out. I didn’t want to post the request because it contains “spoilers” but this imagine is basically what the anon requested. Hope you like this one! (title from Don’t Be So Shy by Imany)


“Turn your head a little to the side…” The photographer gestured with her hand, cocking her head to the left so you smiled and complied. “Perfect. Now smile.”

The flash went off a few times as she snapped her photos, and you tried to stay still and let her do the work but you were feeling too excited. Earlier today you had arrived in Palm Springs, ready to head over to the festival and show off your outfit that you had spent three weeks planning beforehand.

You didn’t know how you had gotten so lucky. One minute you had been uploading your pictures on instagram and it had blown up, gaining over a hundred thousand followers the first few months. By the time you had reached five hundred thousand, you had started up a Youtube channel, and a year later you had gained over two million on your channel and been invited to numerous events. Coachella being one of them.

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English Is Hard, Okay?! Langst Prompt Fill

For the anon who wanted a story where Lance had a hard time speaking English and the paladins teasing him for it.


Lance walked into the kitchen one morning with dark circles under his eyes. He trudged over to get a bowl and began filling it with food goo.

“You look like shit, Lance” Keith teased, trying to egg Lance into one of their normal fights. The other paladins ignored the banter, used to the Red and Blue paladins fighting.

“Yeah, I know. I don’t feel like fighting today, Keith, sorry,” Lance said, trying to get his food goo and leave as quickly as possible.

Keith frowned. Lance wasn’t playing along.
Usually this kind of stuff cheered the Blue paladin right up!

“Wake up on the wrong side of the bed? I was just teasing, you just look a little tired,” Keith said, trying, again, to lighten the mood.

“No, you know what Keith? I didn’t wake up on the wrong side of the bed I woke up in the wrong fucking bed after a dream where I had to watch my family die!

And I can’t even know if they’re actually alive because I’m not even in the same fucking galaxy as them and I didn’t want to fight and I thought I made that clear when I literally told you I didn’t want to but obviously I was wrong.

Hopefully I made it clear this time so I can go eat in my room and nobody will bother me,” Lance said calmly. The lack of emotion in his voice was unnerving. He took his bowl, grabbed a spoon, and left the room.

The other paladins glanced at each other with wide eyes as they watched the usually energetic and fun paladin walk off to his room.

Keith ate the rest of his meal with his head down, and nobody dared to break the tense silence.

After breakfast everyone broke off to work on their own projects or do whatever they needed until group training.

A few hours later, everyone was waiting in the training room for Lance. He walked in about ten minutes late, dressed in workout clothes the castle provided. He stared silently at the ground as Allura began to lecture him on his tardiness.

Training began with a few warm up laps around the room.

Lance visibly pulled himself together and worked a smile onto his face.

He nudged Pidge as he passed her, and high fives Shiro as he passed him.

Lance always enjoyed this portion of training since he was undeniably the fastest paladin (without their lions anyway).

When they slowed to a stop after five laps, Allura directed everyone to different parts of the room to work on things each were bad at.

Lance was shown the middle of the room, to fight close range with the gladiator. Hunk gave Lance a sympathetic glance.

Lance fought the gladiator for almost two hours. The other paladins had been allowed a break when they managed to finish whatever task they were given, but Lance had been at a stalemate with the damn gladiator.

The blue paladin began to slow down due to exhaustion, and the gladiator got in one well placed hit before it shut down.

Lance plopped himself down on a bench with the rest of the paladins as Allura and Coran talked.

Shiro leaned forward to look at Lance, whose eyes were closed as he leaned against the wall.

“Hey, you did good, buddy,” Shiro said, knowing that Lance had worked harder than any of them had that day.

Lance opened his eyes at the praise. He was sure he was going to get scolded for losing, and a smile worked it’s way onto his face.

“Thanks, Shiro. You did really well too. Hunk, you were really awesome with that thing you were running on.”

Pidge barked out a short burst of laughter.

“What was Hunk running on, again, Lance?” Pidge asked, barely concealed laughter coloring her voice.

“Um the thing where the ground moves so you can run in place?” Lance explained, frowning.

“Oh my god, Lance doesn’t know what a treadmill is!” Pidge shouted, cackling.

Her laughter prompted everyone but Lance to laugh along with her. Everyone had needed a laugh after a tense morning and a hard workout.

The laughter died down and Hunk looked over to see that Lance had tears in his eyes and his muscles were tensed.

“Hey, Lance, buddy, you alright?” Hunk asked, drawing the team’s attention.

Lance shook his head.

“I know it’s stupid and you guys think I’m stupid but it’s really fucking hard sometimes. I never learned the damn word.

Just like I don’t know what half the stuff Hunk and Pidge are talking about because I learned science and engineering and math in Cuba. In SPANISH.

I have to translate everything I’m thinking into a different fucking language because I grew up with no English at all!

And when I got to the Garrison I had to deal with people’s bullshit on my accent and how I couldn’t speak English correctly and I thought you guys didn’t care about stuff like that but maybe I just hadn’t messed up yet!

I’m sorry I suck at English and I forgot what a fucking treadmill is, but I promise you, I didn’t forget because I’m stupid. I remembered what to say in Spanish.

I’m sorry if my explanation wasn’t good enough, but I’m pretty sure you guys wouldn’t have understood it if I told you Hunk was running on a cinta de correr!!!” Lance yelled, taking a few deep breaths as he finished ranting.

Lance stood there, fuming for a few moments, tears openly streaming down his face. Everyone stared in shock, unsure what to make of Lance’s outburst.

The blue paladin waited for someone to say something, and when no-one did he bolted from the room, eyes wide and terrified.

Hunk ran after him after a moment. He knew exactly where his best friend would be.


Thanks for this prompt! Hope you like it! I’m thinking of posting a part two?

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Headcanons for Kakashi, Madara, and Tobirama with an s/o who's just rlly affectionate. Like, smiles at them a lot, tries to hug em a lot, says "I love you" a lot

My three favorite babes, and the ultimate hot trio! I hope you guys enjoy these, I had to cut myself off to keep this post from being too long. ~Admin Shadow

Kakashi, Madara and Tobirama with a S/O that is really Affectionate

Originally posted by sarapyon

Kakashi Hatake

• He doesn’t care if his partner is more affectionate; he actually would find himself enjoying it more over time. Even though he can get lazy in a relationship, having someone that is more lovey-dovey makes him want to be more physical. He will generally kiss them more, or says sweet and natural compliments to feel he is evening the score.

• Kakashi loves when his s/o hugs him, and he isn’t intimidated by the idea of returning the favor. Be warned, Kakashi is the type of boyfriend that will often sneak up on his partner and give them a surprise hug, while he whispers in their ear about how beautiful they look today.

• Loves if they play with his unruly hair – the feeling of fingers running through every silvery strand – and the occasional tug on his scalp feels warm and reassuring, especially if it’s right before they pull him into a kiss. It feels like something he would read out of a Icha-Icha book.

• He isn’t too big on public affection, but if him and his s/o are alone in a public area, he will hold their hand or attempt to steal a lchaste kiss. But other than that, he prefers to keep the romance private and intimate. If they beg, he might consider holding their hand in a market place or store for a brief amount of time.

• Kakashi has a teasing streak in him, and sometimes he will refuse to take off the mask and his s/o has to try to kiss him through it. He thinks it’s cute and he finds himself craving the feeling of their lips even more. Impatience will overtake him, and he will pull down his mask tantalizingly slow so he can kiss them fully on the lips. It’s worth the few second wait to feel his lips on yours, because Kakashi is a good kisser.

Originally posted by shisuithegreekgod

Madara Uchiha

• It would be very different for Madara at first, he wouldn’t consider it a turn off, but it would be harder to accept someone that was more open and mushy. He doesn’t want them to ever try to hug or give him a kiss in public because he has a stern reputation to uphold. Madara would thwart any public advances and he might have to even say something rude to them if they get too handsy.

• Madara would never mind his partner smiling at him. It means they are focusing on him, and not anyone else – and he can’t deny that his s/o has brilliant eyes. He might even try and stare them down, and he definitely isn’t afraid to allow his eyes to wander as he traces the fine contours of their body. Madara will basically try to undress them in his mind and eye fuck them.

• This man would have a hard time adjusting to hearing the phrase ‘I love you’ frequently. Those words have always been foreign to him, even from a lover. They would have to really get used to Madara refusing to reciprocate on those sentiments. It would be very rare to hear those words from him, mostly because he thinks his actions will speak for him as he proves his devotion.

• He will allow them to hug him or kiss him in private, and he will be more hands on himself. Madara can be domineering behind closed doors and he will approve of their normal attempts to kiss him or grab his hand. He will not be afraid to grab their ass, or run his hands up and down their sides trying to claim every piece of their flesh for himself.

• Even if he doesn’t mind being with someone more ardent when it comes to their affection, Madara still needs a break from such treatment. He will escape to the training grounds and hone his skills further or hid in his office and bury himself in his work; he just needs a break from the attention because he finds it overbearing at times.

Originally posted by sh1nob1

Tobirama Senju

• He is also someone that might not adjust well to having someone so affectionate. It will even take Tobirama some time for him to even accept small gestures of interest such them trying to hold his hand or cuddle up next to him in private. Hugs also made him go rigid at first, because the idea of close contact with another person was such an alien idea to him.

• He does expect kisses before bed and when he gets home from his duties at the Hokage’s office. Tobirama won’t settle for anything less than the most fervent kisses either. After a few kisses, and he had pulled them close, he might be worked up. He would talk about pinning them to the wall and having his way with them, as he feels them struggle to control their breathing.

• Tobirama will be strict about no public affection; it makes him uncomfortable. He does like when their gaze lingers on him. When his s/o looks at him he will sometimes send these glances that could just smolder their skin off because of the suggestive intensity.

• He does swell with pride when his partner tells him they love him. Tobirama only saves himself for someone he thinks is worthy, so every time he hears those words he can hardly contain his already inflated ego. He doesn’t say ‘I love you’ much, but with someone who is more open or affectionate he is likely to say he loves them more often than he is almost aware of.

• Tobirama also would be the type to escape from romantic attention, because he finds it cumbersome. He will first ask them to slow down on their affection, if that didn’t work, Tobirama would get a little distant just to avoid too many hugs or kisses, that would be the only way he would know how to cope.

The Tower


The Tower: An Avengers Fanfic

Chapter 1

Chapters: one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine /ten / eleven / twelve /thirteen / fourteen / fifteen / sixteen /seventeen / eighteen / nineteen / twenty / twenty-one / twenty-two/ twenty-three / twenty-four / twenty-five / twenty-six / twenty-seven /

Word Count: 2330

Warnings: Smut (F/F, fingering slight dom/sub)

Synopsis: How does someone with no superpowers, no real discernible talents and a whole lot of baggage end up being the girlfriend to all the Avengers?  Well, I’m glad you asked.  It all started with a blur and an abrupt crash. Here is the initial meeting, and the events that follow.

Author’s Note: Bug Kate @emilyevanston about the gorgeous Header, she made it. This story is NOT a Nat X Reader. It’s an Avengers X OC piece, which means a poly relationship. There will be many different combinations of pairings within this story.


How does someone with no superpowers, no real discernible talents and a whole lot of baggage end up being the girlfriend to all the Avengers?  Well, I’m glad you asked.  It all started with a blur and an abrupt crash.

As usual, I was late.  That happened a lot.  I tend to get caught up in my head while I’m working in the lab or the library.  Which is a problem because as part of my post doctoral position I had to teach an Intro to Biology class six times a week.  I was dashing down the steps of the library, across the lawn and just smashed headlong into another person.

All I really noticed as I picked myself back up, helped her to her feet and apologized profusely was she was small, dressed in black and had dark red hair.  She didn’t really even say anything to me, just ‘don’t worry about it’ and I took off again.

It was as I stood panting in the lecture theatre, getting the slideshow started for the lecture I realized how close I came to death that day.  The woman I had flattened was the Black Widow.

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FIC RECS

in honor of gaining another hundred followers on my twitter account @getsterREKT heres another rec list. 

This will just be made up of lots and lots of different types of fics. Make sure to read the warnings for each fic before reading. 

(fics with ** are favorites)


It Takes A Village by  Hypocorismm

Stiles’s used to yogurt handprints on his shirts from where he picked her up, and he’s used to snot on his shoulders and neck from where she cried after a bad dream. He’s used to her legendary tantrums when she doesn’t get her way, her eyes glowing ferocious gold. He’s used to being the village it takes to raise her, and the pack she longs for.

Except, he needs the pack’s help, and Derek’s protection when a particularly power-hungry pack wants his cub. And he isn’t used to sharing.

WORDS: 49227

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 35/35

WARNINGS: angst, kidnapping, mpreg.


Night Stroll by  Marishna

“Is it night there?”

Derek chuckled. “Yeah, it is. How do you know where I am?”

“I don’t, that’s why it’s weird it’s night. That puts you in… Europe?” Stiles asked after some quick math.

Derek raised an eyebrow. “Spain. You haven’t lost that…” Derek waved his hand. “Stileness.”

WORDS: 3276

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTER: 1/1

WARNINGS: derek has insomnia??? is that a warning??? idk


****Prince Among Wolves by  tylerfucklin (Deshonanana)

Looking for full day/evening sitter. 2 twin boys age 4. Must have exp. w/werewolves. Must be human. No pedophiles. No teenage girls. Pay negotiable. 

WORDS: 101,000

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 20/20

WARNINGS: mild transphobia, derek learns acceptance, broken family, so much angst


Walking Into Darkness by  alenie

Derek hears Stiles before he sees him. There’s anxious, wheezy breathing coming from the next aisle over in the grocery store, accompanied by a racing heart and the smell of unwashed sneakers and hair gel. He turns the corner and Stiles is standing frozen in the dairy aisle, knuckles clenched around the metal of his shopping basket.

WORDS: 6342

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: panic attacks, anxiety, depression, post 3b, pre-sterek relationship 


****Ashes, Ashes by  ShanaStoryteller

The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone’s tried to burn down his home with his son inside.

“I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes,” John can’t even call that a whimper, it’s clearly a whine as Derek’s hands tighten against Stile’s hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek’s hands can hold him into one piece, “and that thought was worse than dying.”

WORDS: 2699

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS:1/1

WARNINGS: so much angst, stiles nearly burns to death


Just Realize What I Just Realized by  literaryoblivion

He’s never noticed it before; it’s always just been second nature to him these days, does it out of habit, but it’s not until he stops to actually think about it that it becomes abundantly and embarrassingly clear to him that he is in love with Stiles and that they are practically dating without the actual dating part…

WORDS: 2529

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: a lil angst, (but mostly fluff)


The Potential Fatality of Assuming by  crossroadswrite

The hair, the buttons and the general happy and slightly tired disposition with which Derek came back from his secret exploits were as obvious as a glaring neon sign flashing the words JUST GOT LAID.

A sign that Stiles ignored because he had a seven year plan god damn it.

(OR: in which Stiles assumes things, gets accosted by the sister he never/always wanted, discovers he was horribly wrong, almost dies via Derek Hale with kids, can’t handle all that collarbone action, uses tickling as the ultimate mode of revenge, and gets a boyfriend. In that order.)

WORDS: 2196

RATING: General

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: misunderstandings, because stiles is dumb, lots of pining


****If I Could Trade Mistakes For Sheep, Count Me Away Before You Sleep by  alisaj

“Thing is, Stiles,” Derek says, his voice hard and unfaltering. “I didn’t sign up for you. You just hung around until we got used to you being here.”

That stings. He hadn’t realised how Derek feels about him. They’ve been getting on quite well, teaming up on little missions and bantering back and forth without malice. Stiles sometimes lets Derek crash in his room after a big fight, trying not to let on how intriguing he finds the werewolf.

“Well now we can get used to you not being here. You’re a liability, Stilinski. You can’t protect yourself and we always end up having to help you when we’ve got more important things to do. You’re out of the pack.”

or

The one where Derek is a terrible Alpha and Stiles ends up walking into a big pile of shit.

WORDS: 33,383

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: stiles gets kicked out of the pack, derek is stupid, like, so stupid, stiles gets hurt, theres so much angst in this like wtf, stiles is sad, the pack sucks


Sour Kush (series) by alisvolatpropiis

Stiles mentally curses Erica, because in all of her warnings about how brusque this guy could be, she forgot mention that he’s also hotter than the fucking sun. If Stiles had any lingering questions about his sexuality, they’d be completely settled by what this guy is doing to him. In fact, he might not even be gay anymore. He might be in the midst of crossing into some yet-to-be-named sexuality that’s all about a scruffy black beard and alarming green eyes and muscles and tattoos and this guy’s everything ever.

The guy’s name is Derek, his lust-addled brain supplies distantly.

Well that settles it, then. Stiles is Dereksexual.

WORKS: 3

COMPLETE: it says no but they havent updated in like over 2 years so im guessing its done

WORDS: 15,392

RATING: Explict 

WARNINGS: everyone is stoned all the time, also in work 2 stiles is hurt because he thinks derek is getting it on with parrish, they’re dumb, age difference, derek has a beardddd 


I Just Want You For My Own (More Than You Could Ever Know) by  yodasyoyo

“What is with that sweater, dude?”

Derek ducks his head to look at it, abashed. “Uh- Mrs Hernandez knitted it for me. It’s an early Christmas gift.” He smooths it down self-consciously.

Stiles cocks an eyebrow.

“What? She’s my neighbor and sometimes I-” Derek trails off. Stiles’ other eyebrow rises to join the first, and Derek sighs. “Sometimes I help her carry her shopping.”

Of course he does. One day maybe Stiles will stop being in love with Derek Hale, but today is not that day.

WORDS: 16,065

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS: 4/4

WARNINGS: pining, fake relationships, they’re both idiots. 


Baby You’re Beautiful by  supernaynay

“God you’re beautiful.”

Derek hadn’t even realized that the words had left his mouth until the whole room went silent, including Stiles, who until about five seconds earlier was busy yelling at him for putting himself in danger yet again.

WORDS: 1089

RATING: General

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: derek is hit with a truth spell


****(Sacred) In The Ordinary by  idyll

The Pack, after college, graduate school and the starting of careers, comes back to Beacon Hills. Nothing’s gotten less complicated after all this time.

Based on a kink meme prompt that grew legs and got serious.

Note: This is a whole lot of pack!fic with a very slow build Derek/Stiles.

WORDS: 78,759

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 9/9

WARNINGS: violence, slow build


Cause I Built a Home (For You, For Me) by  noneedforhystereks

Mechanic!Derek and Daddy!Stiles

Derek Hale is a mechanic in the sleepy town of Beacon Hills, where he has lived all of his life. He spends his day in a simple routine: wake up, fix cars, go home, sleep. It’s what he’s good at, and it keeps things simple and uncomplicated. Derek doesn’t let people in and remains emotionally distant from everyone except his sister, Laura, and her daughter. This all changes when Boyd tows in an old blue Jeep that needs a lot of work and Derek meets the owner of said Jeep.

Because once Derek meets Stiles and his kids, he can’t stop himself from caring. And he doesn’t want to stop.

WORDS: 59,719

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 15/15

WARNINGS: angst, pining, emotional hurt, stiles has a lot of baggage. 


Waiting For Our Superman by  tearsandholdme

Derek knew the moment he opened the front door of his clean and pristine apartment to Stiles Stilinski holding a small boy, a cluster of bags, and a suitcase, he was screwed. In every way possible. Undone by the big brown eyes of a small child and his annoying, witty, and attractive father.

WORDS: 95,240

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 22/22

WARNINGS: angst, mpreg, emotional hurt, overprotective derek


Adding You to My Future by  NekoIzumi

“So, I’m Stiles.” he smiled warmly once he had put his unannounced patient down on the exam table. “I will poke and prod you a little bit to check for internal injuries, those that I can’t see because they’re inside you, and some of it might hurt but it will pass, I promise. I will tell you everything I’m about to do and why I’m doing it so just stay calm and this will go like a breeze, okay?”

Now, Stiles wasn’t stupid in any way, shape or form, he knew a were when he saw one… although he had obviously never seen a werecat before, and definitely not one as young as this one.

WORDS: 42,252

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS:9/9

WARNINGS: violence, like, lots of violence, slow build, gore, emotional comfort, bamf stiles


Stars Plummet: a Christmas Story by  Peckishdragon

When Stiles left Beacon Hills, he never thought he would be coming back. Eight years later, he is coming home for Christmas, with a small passenger in tow. Old feelings, never forgotten, are rekindled.

WORDS: 11,589

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 6/6

WARNINGS: a lil violence, like a tiny bit, 


All They Have by  Nival_Vixen

Single dads AU where Derek and Stiles meet because Derek’s daughter and Stiles’ trans son become friends at school.

WORDS: 4004

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: trans child, which leads to ignorant adults being ugly fucks, protective derek 


love comes in all shapes and sizes by  trilliastra

“Daddy says that when I’m in trouble I should get the police because they always help us. You’re going to help me, right?” Stiles smiles at her, happy that today he decided to stop by the grocery store to buy milk after his shift instead of going straight home. At least now he’s able to help the little girl, who knows what would have happened to her if he weren’t around.

“Of course I will.” He smiles again. “What’s your name?”

“Rebecca Hale.” She answers proudly. “My daddy is Derek Hale.”

WORDS: 2207

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: kate argent


When You Wish Upon a Dragon by  lupinus

Stiles is at the Hale house, lounging on the front stoop watching Isaac, Erica, and Boyd wrestle, when the baby comes running out of the woods.
Derek becomes instant father to a magically appearing baby and falls in love. Stiles can’t take the cute and worries Derek’s heart will break if he loses the kid. 

or, a dragon gives derek a baby, stiles is oblivious, steve just loves his bright pink rocking unicorn and his da and ma 

WORDS: 13,739

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: none, but so much fluff


****Lucky That I’m Yours Every Day by  stilinskisparkles

Derek doesn’t see how Valentine’s Day can get any better than a normal day with Stiles.

WORDS: 6772

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: fluff. just. all the fluff. its disgusting how fluffy it is really.


Relationship Status: It’s Complicated by  kellifer_fic

Okay, I know this is a huge stretch for you, but can you please pretend you’re like, into me?

WORDS: 4010

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNING: mentioned stiles/omc 


***************Shot Through The Heart by  LunaCanisLupus_22

All they’ve given him is the guy’s head shot. And it’s terrible because now he is ridding the world of one more ridiculously attractive, instant pants dropping- take me now, if you please- regulation hottie.

Even if he has a scowl to rival Kirsten Stewart.

Or the one when Stiles and Derek work for rival assassin companies and are sent to kill each other. It definitely doesn’t go as planned.

WORDS: 64,833

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 12/12

WARNINGS: so much violence, they literally try to kill eachother, enemies to lovers pretty much


will to follow through by  owlpostagain

“It depends entirely on how you look at it, I guess,” Stiles shrugs. “On the one hand, instant healing and the apparently inherited ability to pull off leather at all times. On the other, serious attitude problems and a suspicious disappearance of eyebrows.”

“Even Derek’s?” Danny snorts, “that’s a lot of eyebrow to lose.”

“I know,” Stiles agrees. “You should see, it’s so weird. Every time I want to ask him where they go, except he’d totally eat my face off.”

“There are worse ways to die.”

WORDS: 42,411

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 2/2

WARNINGS: angst, mentions of violence, 


Professor D. Hale (series) by  har1ey_quinn


A series of outsider POVs on Professor Hale and his significant other (with some guest appearances from the pack)

WORKS: 7

COMPLETE: possibly

WORDS: 18,008

RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: none


go on without me!!!! (or the one where stiles is cursed by witches and overreacts to everything) by  day

Stiles is cursed by witches and he can’t react like a normal human being.
Scott is a terrible best friend and can’t stop laughing.
Derek just wants it all to be over.

WORDS: 1396

RATING: General

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: crack


******For My Next Trick, I’ll Regret All of My Life Choices: a performance by Derek Hale and 80% of his eyebrows by  crossroadswrite

(978): I woke up missing my shoes and my left eyebrow. MY. EYEBROW.
.
“What’s wrong with my eyebrows?”

Kira gives him a sympathetic look, and climbs up to sit next to him, “You kind of… don’t have one.”

“I what!” he shouts, wincing at the volume of his own voice.

Kira pats him on the shoulder and shoves a piece of toast in his hand.

“It’s not that bad,” she tries to console him with a smile, then glances up at his left eyebrow and winces, “It could definitely be worse. It’s not all gone. Just. Half of it.”

Derek considers crying into his orange juice but decides that would be a waste and because his mother taught him how to be a good guest he opts to drink it instead.

WORDS: 2566

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: none buT THIS FIC IS AN ALL TIME FAV, THE FUCKING SQUIRRELS VIKING BURIAL GETs ME EVERYTIME, AND BATMAN OH MY

On Set

Originally posted by harrysimpact

Thank you to the person who requested this, as I kept writing it, I got a little carried away. Hope you guys like it! Love you all very much. xx - L

You finally get a leading role in a movie as Harry’s co-star, but there’s more tension than you ever could’ve expected.

Warnings: Angsty and mention of smut

Word Count: 1,662

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Cuddling with the Free! boys:

Originally posted by iwatobi-freestyle


Haru:

- Bath cuddles. (Obviously while wearing swim suits god guys)

- He isn’t the biggest fan of cuddling so consider yourself blessed

- Will 100% be holding your hand the entire time

- Hand holding is his favorite form of physical affection so you can bet he’s going to incorporate that into the cuddles

- Likes if you play with his hair

- Like a lot

- Cuddles with Haru will usually lead to really deep talks

- Imagine it’s 2am, your heads on Haru’s chest, staring up into his eyes, you’ve got one hand in his while the other plays with his hair, his free(!) arm wrapped around your waist tightly to keep you close, all is quiet, until…

- “Do you think we’ll love each other as much when we’re 80?”

- Anything along those lines is common with Haru

- People usually get the wrong idea when you tell them you didn’t get much sleep that night

- The cuddles are surprisingly warm and tight, they happen as often as possible because as much as Haru hates to admit it, he needs you close more than you know

- He’s not apposed to being the little spoon every once in a while

- If his days been hard you’ll get a very needy text from him telling you to meet him at his place, if you’ve had a hard day the same applies 

- Makes you feel special type of cuddler




Originally posted by rubydragon16


Makoto:

- BIG SPOON

- He’s a literal heater, by far the warmest person in the world to snuggle into save me

- Wraps his arms around your entire body because the height difference between you is ridiculous, you’re the height equivalent to Nagisa compared to him

- But that means that you fit together like pieces of a puzzle, an amazing warm cuddly puzzle… 

- Imagine your back tucked against his chest, his long arms wrapped securely around you while you both talk softly about what you’ll do with your futures

- Ren and Ran 1000% get involved at least 4 times a week, it’s no question that they absolutely adore you and you them, like sometimes when you go to visit Makoto you just end up playing with those two little rascals 

- Makoto thinks the cutest thing ever is seeing you and his siblings asleep all cuddled up together basically using him as a bed.

- The formation is: Mako’s arm around your shoulder as you lay beside him with your head in the crook of his neck and one of your hands in his hair (you were playing with it before you fell asleep). Ran in the same position as you on the other side of Makoto only she was laying on his chest then finally Ren squeezed between you and Makoto, his head nestled into your stomach and your arm wrapped tightly around his waist while he hugs you like a teddy bear

- You end up in this position every time without fail

- Makoto definitely has taken a billion pictures of this, it’s without a doubt his phones wallpaper

- You have a thing about leaving butterfly kisses on his neck while you cuddle because it makes him giggle and that giggle lemme tell you– damn

- He loves it, he’ll never admit it, but he loves it. Y’know what? Love isn’t even a strong enough word.

- Makes you feel protected type of cuddler


Originally posted by yandereatheart

Nagisa:

- Oh mY G0D,,,,,,, This B0Y,,,,,,,, this,,,,,,, boi

- Hugs you as if you were a literal teddy bear, his hold on you is so tight but in the most comfortable way imaginable 

- You two don’t spoon, you hold onto each other in a bear hug but it’s not your typical bear hug, you both refer to these types of hugs as ‘extra special Nagi-(Y/n) snuggles’

- Alright so,,, imagine you’ve both had a really tiring day at school (everyday with this ball of sunshine to be honest) Nagisa invites you over to his house to ‘study’ which is usually true for about 5 minutes before Nagi starts nuzzling his head into your shoulder complaining about how boring studying is.

- And since this boy has made you soft you give in in about 0.2 seconds

- He’s taller than you so when you guys cuddle he wraps his legs around your waist and arms around your neck, like a koala, a blonde, happy, adorable, sunshine filled koala

- ESKIMO KISSES OH MY GOD PLEASE SAVE ME

- As a couple eskimo kisses are like,, your thing. Some couples hug or give kisses on the cheek, you two? You do it all + an eskimo kiss because you’re extra

- His hugs could end wars if we’re being honest here, if you’re having a hard day Nagisa is there and he will give you the warmest cuddliest hug in the universe

- He’s just so pure and soft and joyful keep him safe the world does not deserve him

- His older sisters take pictures of you both cuddling and post them online 

‘Baby bro and his girlfriend are the cutest awww!

- Makes you feel like nothing else matters type of cuddler


Originally posted by yurisskates

Rei:

-  Rei is a whole different story alright hold on tight kids

- He is absolutely ridiculous when it comes to cuddling 

- “(Y/n) I can’t I’m studying.” 

- “(y/N) i CaN’T i’M STuDYiNG.”

- This gets on his nerves so you do it until he agrees to give you the snuggles that you deserve for being the most patient girlfriend ever

- One time you got sad because sometimes he stresses himself out with studying and school work that he barely spares you a glance and your mind straight away jumped to ‘Okay he hates me. Great going (Y/n)’… sad bean.

- Rei’s super smart but oh my god he’s so blind, this boy loves you, he loves you so much and that day when he saw the look on your face he was destroyed, he was so worried when he asked what was wrong and you told him he hugged you so tightly

- That was the start of hug tolerant Rei. He discovered he loved your cuddles. He now wants them all the time. You’ve created a monster.

- He’s an old soul and it’s the cutest, when you hang out he wraps one arm around your shoulder and keeps you close then in the other hand he hold up a book and reads to you

- He lives for sleepy (Y/n) trying to stay awake while he reads to you, he loves the face you make to show how interested you are in what he’s reading but at the same time he’s been waiting to snuggle up to you and sleep since he opened the book because lets face it this happens all the time

- You guys cuddle weirdly, he lays on his side, arms around your torso facing you while you wrap your legs under his knees and your arms circle around his neck with your forehead against his chest

- It’s insanely comfortable don’t even question it

- When you guys lie like that he’s constantly kissing the top of your head and it is the bestest thing in the world

- When he falls asleep he nuzzles his nose into your hair but he doesn’t believe you when you tell him because “nuzzling is illogical” but you know he loves it

- Makes you feel complete type of cuddler


Originally posted by dailyfreegifs

Rin:

- Did someone say cuddle monster?

- He is lowkey the softest boy oh my god he makes me weak send help, he loves cuddles, he’ll deny it to the guys but when you’re alone there is 0 shame

- Buries his face in the crook of your neck, he thinks the smell of your hair is so comforting- he’ll notice if you change shampoos

- protective bby boy

- He holds you a certain way that I don’t think words can describe correctly because it makes me way too emotional, 

 (HE’S THE CUTEST OH MY FUCKING GOD, I’M SORRY)

So basically he lays like this and your head is rested on the arm he has behind his head, his other arm is around your shoulders while his hand plays with your hair

- He loves just staring into your eyes, it makes him less stressed about being the captain and helps him forget his responsibilities for a little while

- Gou thinks it’s the cutest thing ever seeing her big brother all mushy with you, oh god he gets the goofiest smile on his face just looking at a sleeping you in his arms it’s too much I’m dead

- You let him cry on your shoulder and give him your undivided attention because god knows he’s got a lot bottled up

- When he’s upset like this you end up just cradling him against your chest while his arms are holding onto you for dear life

-  So before a big race you lie in your usual position (The one I mentioned^^) and if you fall asleep he’ll kiss your forehead and whisper to you

“I’m gonna win this one for ya, babe”

- And he does

- You can get him to do anything if you promise him cuddles

- a n y t h i n g

- Makes you feel at home type of cuddler


Originally posted by akirakurussu

Sousuke:

- He has a playlist specifically for cuddling 

- It’s full of cute duets and slow songs, A+ for this boy because he makes sure to add in your favourite artists

- Alright down to business

- He hugs with his entire heart, it’s not his favorite thing to do but he doesn’t not like it either

- You lie your head on his chest and one of his arms is around your waist and the others under his head

- He shares an earphone with you, awwwwww

- He plays with your hair constantly, it’s actually his favorite part of cuddling, another is the fact that he can sleep without getting called lazy by Rin

“I came into the dorm today and you were asleep.”

“And?”

“It was like 2 in the afternoon, what the hell man?”

“Yeah my girlfriend wanted to cuddle, I was just being the amazing boyfriend I am.”

“Whatever.”

- THIS POOR BABIES SHOULDER HE DOESN’T DESERVE THIS TO BE HAPPENING TO HIM OH MY GOD 

- You always always always give him little shoulder massages, he sits in between your legs while you do this

- He also secretly lives for when you leave little kisses on his injured shoulder 

“Feels better already”

- He’ll always lean down and peck you on the lips before you fall asleep because it always makes you smile and you end up falling asleep with a little smile on your face

- Rin can lie to himself all he wants but when he comes back to the dorm and sees you two all cuddled up and asleep his hard-ass facade fualters a little bit

- Sousuke will sometimes sing along to whatever song is playing and that is enough to melt your heart

- Makes you feel like you belong type of cuddler


Originally posted by freckledhinatas

Nitori:

- Littlest of spoons

- Hold him tight please

- We all know this baby boy wants to be the best swimmer he can be but sometimes that means he overworks himself and spends longer in the pool than is good for him

- Hence, as his girlfriend it is your duty to drag him away from the pool, get him warm and fed then haul his ass to bed and show him through warm secure hugs that you care about and love him very very much

- He’s so amazing and it hurts you so much how insecure he can be sometimes like I’m sorry bby I love you so much

-When this happens you get all sad and just kind of wrap yourself around him as if you were a koala on a tree and rest your chin on his shoulder until he accepts the fact that you’re in love with him and most likely always will be

- Once he realizes that you aren’t going anywhere he kisses your cheek and thanks you for being so amazing

- You’re a little bit taller than him so when you cuddle his heads in the crook of your neck while his arms are circled around your waist, one of your arms in under his head usually playing with his hair while the other’s thrown over his waist

- He is the most gentle human being and he has softened your heart by 100000000000%

- He deserves the world and to him that’s you

- You kiss his beauty mark and he gets all blushy and smiley

- He gIGgLeS, it is the actual most cutest thing

- He’ll always take charge of the cuddles if you’re upset. He is hands down one of the best comforters ever.

- It’ll be the same way you both normally cuddle only the roles are reversed and he just strokes your hair so gently it’ll make you instantly calmer

- Makes you feel like you’re important type cuddler



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Momo:

- Energetic to the max

- Okay he has a lot of energy but that won’t stop him from being the sweetheart he is, you wanna cuddle? Okay let’s cuddle.

- Cuddling usually starts off with a tickle fight followed by some rolling around trying to find a comfortable position

- Never one designated position 

- You could be spooning, one of your heads on the others lap, sometimes Momo just flops down on his stomach and you just kinda lie down on his back and neither of you will move for like 3 hours

- He’ll talk to you about his beetles, you don’t really care but it makes him happy so you listen intently watching the dorky little smile on his face

“OH OH AND THEY’RE NOCTURNAL SO THEY ONLY COME OUT AT NIGHT SO THEY’RE REALLY TOUGH TO CATCH, NOT FOR ME THOUGH- GEEZ HOW LUCKY ARE YOU YOUR BOYFRIEND IS THE KING OF STAG BEETLE HUNTING!”  

- You being half asleep by this point

“Mhm, that’s great babe… really really great, I love you.”

- He just laughs at you but then starts to gush about how cute you are

- After he’s sure you’re asleep he gets really sentimental and he talks to you 

“Maybe I’m the lucky one, ending up with someone as great as you, huh?” Then he’ll brush the hair from in front of your eyes away behind your ear and kiss you ever so softly on the tip of your nose before he finishes “Yeah, I’m definitely the lucky one.” 

- I’m not dying inside

- He’ll probably drool on you once he falls asleep.

- Makes you feel loved type of cuddler



Wow this took me so long so I’m putting it up, yeah I know nobody asked for this but I want these boys to cuddle me, writing this killed me inside a lot, anyway hope you like it!

Cup of Tea

I wrote this, like so much of what I have backlogged, a little over a month ago. It was largely inspired by the filth @inkedferns and I spew at each other, much of which happens when we don’t even have the excuse of being intoxicated. I wasn’t going to post it just yet, especially not so soon after It’s About Chances, but I was feeling #thirsty today, so…. It’s… it’s PWP. There’s no purpose. Just smut. x. 

Warnings: Daddy!Kink. Explicit. It’s not the most hardcore daddy!kink ever written, but there’s no beating around the bush. So, if it isn’t your cup of tea (Harry’s not the only one with jokes), you might want to skip out. 

There’s also spankings, and there’s a reason I have a “rings on please” tag”. This was the chicken to the egg.

You don’t try to piss Harry off very much. You love your happy, smiley, doting boyfriend. He’d been absolutely thrilled when he said the next stop on the tour was near you (relatively speaking) and you offered to fly to see him. You’re not sure you’ll ever forget how he’d hugged you so tightly he’d lifted you inches from the floor in the airport, and you’d been hoping to hold onto that version of him.

The thing is, he’s not even looking up from his phone. You’re in his suite in his hotel – a beautiful suite in a beautiful hotel – and he’s not even looking at you. He’s lounging in his chair at the breakfast table, still in his pajamas of a t-shirt and boxers with you adjacent to him, snickering and snorting as he scrolls through text messages and Twitter and tries to find the perfect, one line, corny as all hell joke that will fit inside of 140 characters. His social media accounts have become art for him – fitting The Aesthetic Trend very neatly – and it amuses him to curate them so carefully.

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