this is so random but i was watching this movie and so much yellow and blue so

vernon; the boy next door (m)

genre/warnings: fluff/romance/smut, flangst, adorkableness, use of non-penetrative sex toys, (not so) dry humping

word count:  14737

feat: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, Joshua, Jeonghan + various 

prompts: roommate!Vernon, silliness, cuddles, mac n’cheese = love 

(a/n) my birthday project for my muse. thank you for everything vern:) and kisses for @vernkn​ who gifed my soft sweater vernon aesthetic. enjoy!

She loved Joshua Hong.

When she was so graciously offered to live in her aunt’s vacation penthouse close to her university of choice, the only catch was that she had to pay some of the bills. Completely fair, because it was a kind enough gesture to give away a freshly furnished space to a niece you barely talked to. Luckily, there was enough room for another guest, enough to split the rent.

So in comes the savior of her life, brother from another mother, Joshua Hong, decked out in sandy beige Sperry’s and ironed white jeans. Fresh from South California, he wore their sunshine on his smile, and their attitude in his Cheshire eyes. He was attending the same university as well, and was conveniently looking for a means to stay. Needless to say, she pounced on him at orientation before he could ask anyone else.

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anonymous asked:

Ok,,,,ok so,,,,,platonic hance hcs?

Oh, hell yes. Let’s go.

Just warning you,,, these are gonna be all over the place.

-They were roommates even before they were put on the same team for the simulator, and have been best friends since the very first day

  • Lance walked into their dorm with headphones in, singing Shakira, probably at the top of his lungs in Spanish
  • When Lance realized Hunk was staring he shrieked, jumped a foot in the air and then just kind of,,, awkwardly waved
  • “The name’s Lance” with a voice crack
  • Hunk was having a really bad day up til then but he just burst into laughter

-They talk about their homesickness a lot, both at the Garrison and on the castle

  • They have a lot of uplifting chats— they know all of each others insecurities

-Lance loves Hunk’s hugs more than life itself, or just interaction with Hunk in general for example

  • ‘surprise piggy back rides’ as lance calls them where he just jumps on Hunk’s back
  • They watched cheesy movies and would crowd into one bed and cuddle, something they still do at the castle on occasion
  • Hunk likes to pick Lance up when he’s in the middle of a sentence because he’ll shout really loudly like “so anyway Keith was all like wow I’m emo and— hUNK!!! PUT ME DOWN!”
  • Lance also loves surprise trust falls because Hunk always catches him (unlike Keith,,,, Lance is still salty)
  • ,,,Hand holding
  • And they obviously have a secret handshake

-Lance admits that he’s a bad influence on Hunk— they would sneak out almost every weekend

  • Once Lance nearly got arrested
  • Hunk has sworn never to tell another living soul but he has pictures from The Incident™ and may or may not have sent them to Pidge

-They have the stupidest arguments that usually end up in both of them laughing hysterically at the sheer ridiculousness

  • Never actually been seriously mad at each other

-Hunk once visited Lance’s family for part of summer vacation and they all loved him

  • Lance’s mom taught him all of his favorite recipes, which Hunk surprised him with
  • At the Garrison Hunk would always say hi when Lance skyped them

-And because of that Lance starting crashing Hunk’s Skype calls and,,,, his moms love Lance and think he’s wonderful

-Iverson made fun of Hunk once, and Lance was not happy

  • After comforting Hunk, Lance decided he’d take all the blame for shifty simulator flying on himself
  • He also pulled a series of pranks on Iverson and blamed them on Keith
  • Lance got caught, but it was worth it even if he got detention (Hunk snuck him thank you snacks)

-Basically if you tease Hunk, Lance will mess you up and Hunk is always nice,,, EXCEPT for when someone makes his best friend upset

-Hunk and Lance started having conversations with ‘bro’ being every other word ironically to piss off Pidge

  • and now they can’t stop

-Hunk’s headband was a gift from Lance

  • Because Lance was straight up RAISED on Naruto, and now it’s like an inside joke between them
  • Because everyone thinks that the headband is really cool and it’s literally a gift from his best friend because of the anime they binge-watched together at 3 AM after exams
  • speaking of exams

-Hunk would tutor Lance in academic classes, because Lance was sure that his teachers were out to get him

  • And Lance would, of course, sneak into the simulator room with Hunk late at night and teach him how to fly it because Hunk’s always liked the idea of piloting

-They still give each other hugs before all the dangerous missions, because they both know there’s always a chance something could go wrong

  • And whenever one ends up in a pod the other hardly ever leaves the infirmary

-Hunk is 10/10 best wingman, best supportive friend, best bro you could ever ask for

  • Lance tests out his pick up lines on him
  • Lance also puts in a good word for any girl Hunk likes while he blushes in a corner

-Hunk knows all of Lance’s weird skin care routines and is so used to them by now that it’s almost comical

  • Lance: *walks into the room in a robe, a towel around his head, full face mask with cucumbers and headphones on, bopping his head to the beat*
  • Everyone: *stares*
  • Hunk: *without looking up from his computer* oh, hey lance

-Hunk gets nightmares

  • Lance is basically his security blanket and you can’t convince me otherwise
  • Lance has sang to sleep at least once okay
  • Let me have this

-They both know really random trivia facts about each other, and try to work them into conversation as much as possible

  • “Did you know that Spanish is Lance’s first language? When he first got to the Garrison, he could barely hold a conversation in English! He was almost…shy! And look at him now! A chatterbox!”
  • “Oh my god,,, don’t tell them that.”

-They also have,,, like,,, ten million inside jokes both from during their space adventure and from before

  • Keith: That alien looks kinda like a huge jellyfish.
  • Lance: Wow that’s a pretty nice hat
  • Hunk: *snorts*
  • Everyone: ?????
  • Anytime anyone says the word peaceful, they both shout (in unison) “mAYBE PEACEFUL MEANS SOMETHING E L S E IN ALTEAN”
  • Back at the Garrison, one time Hunk was talking about how much he loved salsa because he knows Lance’s mom made it sometimes and he wanted a conversation starter but… Lance thought he meant the dance and signed them up for a club so,,, now they salsa dance together at every party
  • And of course they quote Naruto at each other whenever it’s remotely relevant like
  • Allura: The aliens on this planet are a very close knit species. We don’t want to separate them; they want to ensure the protection of their people.
  • Lance, nodding: When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become… as strong as they can be. *wink @ Hunk*
  • Allura: that’s… that’s very wise Lance
  • Hunk: *chokes on his food goo*

-Thank you for your time and if you want more headcanons just let me know because while I mostly do writing this??? Was so fun???

shipping aesthetic masterpost :)

aries ships

aries x aries: warm red; hungry first kisses; mini-dress wedding; taking shots together; childish arguments; playing video games

aries x taurus: luscious magenta; passionate make outs; personified vows; sexy dancing; unnecessary jealousy; days out at the fair

aries x gemini: bright orange; love bites; outdoor marriage ceremonies; drunk laughter; sassing each other; buying a pet dog together

aries x cancer: deep peach; caresses edged with yearning; crying over the vows; brutal advice; make-up sex; over-the-top snuggling

aries x leo: shiny gold; teasing kisses; massive wedding cakes; wild nights out; angry social media posts; competitive sports

aries x virgo: elegant black; tender make-outs; the first dance; yelling silly things and drunk-laughing; calming massages; little contests

aries x libra: lurid pink; lip biting; massive wedding dresses; amazing dancing; passionate apologies; bouquets of roses

aries x scorpio: intense crimson; dirty talk; tango music; really skimpy clothes; crying-shouting; cuddles that turn into make outs

aries x sagittarius: glittering bronze; second base; laughing through vows; silly dancing; poke wars; spontaneous adventures

aries x capricorn: rich maroon; impassioned disrobing; bows and curtsies; tugging at ties; let’s-calm-down-faces; tipping the chess board

aries x aquarius: sunny yellow; neck kisses; really weird music; making cocktails; hand-holding; under table kicks

aries x pisces: pale rose; playing with hair; tears of joy; “YES LET’S DO THAT OMFG”; arguing over who’s hotter; swimming

taurus ships

taurus x taurus: seaweed gold; yearning make outs; weddings; sneaking out to meet each other; ‘you’re all mine’; lots of pets

taurus x gemini: baby yellow; butterfly kisses; running around outside; fingernails scraping down backs; tongues sticking out; petting random dogs

taurus x cancer: pure white; the first time; romantic proposals; making out in school; crying all over each other; chocolate

taurus x leo: shining copper; third base; over-the-top weddings; drunk dancing; ‘no I’ll pay!’; Valentine’s Day

taurus x virgo: delicate green, respectful kisses; tea parties; giggling way too much during sex; wiping each other’s eyes; reading together

taurus x libra: warm pink; quick hugs; sentimental declarations of love; foot massages; yelling then cuddling; dinners out

taurus x scorpio: wine red; sex; vows of forever; highly sexually flirtatious dancing; screaming; champagne

taurus x sagittarius: soft khaki; trails of love bites; dancing in the rain; doing drugs together; ‘i still love you’; festivals

taurus x capricorn: elegant bronze; gently grazing teeth; hands squeezing tight; late night walks home; passionate anger; movie fests

taurus x aquarius: lurid aqua; biting; laughing so hard you can’t breathe; taking shots together; angry tweets; video games

taurus x pisces: powder blue; excessive cuddling; twirls; giggling; sobbing in each other’s arms; buying a puppy

gemini ships

gemini x gemini: bright orange; lip biting; killer high heels; sexy dancing whilst very drunk; inventive insults; reading magazines

gemini x cancer: pale tan; butterfly kisses; laughing-crying; sneaking out at midnight to meet each other; over-dramatic arguments; playing with hair

gemini x leo: shimmering gold; showing-off make-outs; socialites; mixing drinks; arguments that turn into sex; rolling in the grass

gemini x virgo: satin grey; holding hands; 20th century style wedding clothes; sexy dancing; snapping; cats

gemini x libra: hot pink; kink; old-fashioned girl band music; dancing the night away; sassy insults; extravagant, flamboyant gifts

gemini x scorpio: shocking black; love bites; intense eye contact; vodka; secrets; writing together

gemini x sagittarius: warm peach; hugs that turn into kissing; the first dance at a wedding; taking shots together; crying; walking the dog

gemini x capricorn: steely grey; lips brushing fingers; the MPDG archetype; laughter; ‘no, I’ll pay’; reading together

gemini x aquarius: lurid turquoise; hand-holding; adventures; weird drinks; ‘i do SO love you’; conspiracy theories

gemini x pisces: candyfloss violet; sweet, tiny kisses; cropped pannier skirts; stamping on cigarettes in high-heels; red eyes; flowers

cancer ships

cancer x cancer: rainy blue; lovingly tender make-outs; wedding dresses; long, sensual baths; ‘it’s gonna be okay’; dancing together to ‘our song’

cancer x leo: breath-taking gold; slow sex; laughter; music; shouting that becomes crying; cheating at Scrabble

cancer x virgo: elegant grey; hand kisses; bows and curtsies; long-term relationships; love letters; walks in the snow

cancer x libra: peachy pink; soft cuddles; strawberries; helping each other with appearance; cloud watching; the first day of spring

cancer x scorpio: deep maroon; hands clawing at each other; heels; taking drugs; passion in love and anger; rain

cancer x sagittarius: honey bronze; light make-outs that become more intense; road trips in a storm; smoking and dancing; tears; ‘forever’

cancer x capricorn: stunning white; hungry kisses; ‘unconditional’; walks in the woods; little white lies; help with homework

cancer x aquarius: lurid aquamarine; hand-holding; skipping; mixing drinks; bitch slaps; playing video games together

cancer x pisces: sweet silver; Valentine’s Day poetry; dancing in the rain; tripping for the first time; playing the victim; endless cuddles

leo ships

leo x leo: marigold yellow; tiny, gentle kisses; the sun; really loud music; unnecessary jealousy; walking the dog

leo x virgo: fresh green; ‘can I kiss you now?’; tea dresses; amazing dancing; telling jokes to stop them crying, cassettes

leo x libra: pop pink; PDA; weddings; pink champagne; really terrible insults; slow-to-fast dancing

leo x scorpio: burned bronze; sexy time; vodka; cigarettes; deep and laboured breathing; running really fast

leo x sagittarius: vibrant orange; love bites; dancing and skipping; high-heeled shoes; red faces; travelling the world

leo x capricorn: golden brown; passionate make-outs; warm, rich, slow laughter; slow breathing in darkness; shouting; painfully wide smiles

leo x aquarius: vivid indigo; scratching fingernails; raised eyebrows; drugs; excessive hiccups due to inebriation; giggles

leo x pisces: pretty peach; hair-twirling; full, lacy skirts; walking home late at night; wiping away the tears; just snuggling together

virgo ships

virgo x virgo: soft ivory; light kisses; wedding clothes; bright light; insults that make you go ‘ouch’; constructive criticism

virgo x libra: pastel cream; caressing hands; veils; carefully mixing drinks with exactly the right amounts; apologies; flowers

virgo x scorpio: classic black; biting; elegant outfits; cigarette smoke; viciousness; meaningful eye contact

virgo x sagittarius: rich tan; romantic make-outs; bouncy clothes; flat shoes; really terrible insults; buying a dog together

virgo x capricorn: honey gold; single passionate kisses; formalities; ‘oh my god this is so BAD of us’; arguing then make-up sex; homework help

virgo x aquarius: pastel green; finger-drumming; nail polish; really weird drugs; intellectual debates; ‘ewwwww’

virgo x pisces: delicate pink; the tiniest of kisses; flower posies; staying in; ‘I will never, ever, ever, ever hurt you’; teddies

libra ships

libra x libra: soft gold; sensual hugs; baths with rose petals in them; sexy dancing; passive aggressiveness; listening to music

libra x scorpio: deep rose; sex; lipstick; lots and lots of alcohol; trying really hard not to cry; very sexual flirtation

libra x sagittarius: pastel yellow; unexpected kisses; eye shadow; high heels; ‘we’re not fighting are we?? are we???’; silly dancing

libra x capricorn: pure white; massages; neat bedrooms; everyone’s looking at them; well crafted debate points; going to art galleries together

libra x aquarius: baby blue; fiddling with hair; bright lights; taking shots; ‘you did NOT just say that’; shitty video games

libra x pisces: warm peach; kisses that leave lip gloss stains; ducklings; being good; sniffling; cuddling with pets involved

scorpio ships

scorpio x scorpio: intense scarlet; unexpected sex; black satin; nights out at clubs; the silent treatment; making out to loud music

scorpio x sagittarius: rich gold; hickeys; steam-punk; sneaking out; distracting the other from anger with kissing; exercising together

scorpio x capricorn: classic tan; dishevelled chaise lounges; wood; grinding cigarettes under high-heels; rage; good food

scorpio x aquarius: shocking ebony; biting; metal furnishings; mixing drinks; amazing insults; take-outs

scorpio x pisces: deep navy; warm, soft kisses; a single flower; drugs; trying really, really hard not to get angry; nervous PDA

sagittarius ships

sagittarius x sagittarius: orange tan; just making out in general; fabric; elopement; excessive swearing; dancing to amazing music

sagittarius x capricorn: golden bronze; familiar yet intense kisses; vases; alcohol; ‘no I’M right’; watching TV

sagittarius x aquarius: bright purple; lipstick marks in weird colours + places; not getting married; shitty insults; poke wars

sagittarius x pisces: gentle violet; the first kiss; brightly coloured fish; weird drinks; third base; walks with the dog in the park

capricorn ships

capricorn x capricorn: coffee chocolate; sensuality; correcting one another’s formal outfits; cigarette smoke; ‘oh, really’; brilliant cakes

capricorn x aquarius: royal blue; small hickeys; going bird-watching; shitty old video games; heated debates; ‘we’re never bad’

capricorn x pisces: dolphin grey; second base; marriages; ‘you love me right?’; comforting each other; cuddling

aquarius ships

aquarius x aquarius: shocking orange; messy first kisses; building things together; taking shots; endless hypothesising; being way too competitive

aquarius x pisces: neon blue; laughing sex; original wedding ideas; cocktails; ‘this isn’t arguing’; old music players

pisces ships

pisces x pisces: delicate turquoise; third base; aquariums; tripping in heels; silly arguments that end in crying and cuddling; teddies

The popular guy (Jungkook)

Thank you for the request I hope you like it <3

Warning: Contains smut

“Come on!” You heard your best friend Jimin call for you. You were running a little late for your math class and at this point, you felt there was no need to go since you were so late but there was no way you were getting out of it as long as Jimin was around. You started to pick up the pace and your walk turned into a jog. Before long you were finally in your math class and you took your seat at the back between Jimin and Suga. “Someone’s a little late” you heard Jin say in a sarcastic tone. “We would have been here sooner if SOMEONE didn’t have to pee last minute and made me wait for her,” Jimin replied as he turned his stare to you, you shot him a quick glare before getting your attention settled on your teacher.

An hour goes by and you’re slowly starting to lose interest in what’s going on and you turn to flicking your pen for entertainment, your eyes were torn away from your pen when an unfamiliar guy had walked into your class and sat at the front. Not saying a word and running his fingers through his hair before getting all his books out and sitting back comfortably. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, just the way he walked into the room so casually like he owned the place was enough to send a little shiver down your spine. “Well, I can see Jungkook has caught y/n’s eye.” Namjoon chuckled as he carried on working out the sums on the board. “Who?” You ask with your eyes still glued to him. “You don’t know who Jungkook is? Come on y/n I know you’re not that popular but everyone has heard of Jungkook one way or another.” You slowly shook your head. “Jungkook is the most popular guy in the school how could you not have heard of him?” Hobi piped up. You didn’t answer and continued to stare trying your hardest to look away. The mystery of him got too much for you so you decided to whip out your phone and try to find him on Facebook, with a little bit of searching you finally found him and plucked up the courage to hit the “Add Friend” button.

*Later that night* 

You were sat at your desk finishing up some last minute homework you had been putting off for the past week and you were almost done until you heard the ping of your phone going off. You let out a small sigh and leaned over to your bed to check who it was “Jungkook: Hey do I know you? What’s with the add?” Your heart jumped in your chest as you read over the message multiple times and each time still not believing it was real. “Jungkook: Hey! I know you’ve seen this please tell me who you are.” You fumbled your phone in your hands as you tried to type a random combination of letters hoping to make a response that made sense. “Hi, I’m y/n you came into my math class earlier and my friends said a little about you so I kinda added you.” As soon as you pressed the send button you were beating yourself up for it. “Idiot! He’s the most popular guy in school and you send hi, a message like that what’s wrong with you!” You kept repeating to yourself. You were stopped in your tracks when your phone pinged again. “Jungkook: I thought I recognized you” Your eyes widened as your read over the message. Jungkook remembered your face, YOUR FACE. You didn’t know how to respond you were both nervous and excited at the same time. Your phone pinged once again in your hand as you received another message. “Jungkook: If you want we could hang out sometime.” At this point you got so nervous you were starting to shake, the most popular guy in school was asking to hang out with you, the girl who only has 6 friends to her name and the girl no one knows exists. “That would be fun” You replied trying to keep the conversation as calm as possible. “Jungkook: How’s next Thursday?” You grinned as you remembered Thursdays were the days you have the longest break. “That’s fine for me” You replied and left the conversation at that.

*Next Thursday*

You were sat outside the theatre with your friends and you were all joking around like usual until the topic of Jungkook came up. “So y/n when’s your date with Jungkook?” Taehyung joked as Jimin and Hobi laughed along with him. “It’s not a date we’re just meeting up as a sort of getting to know each other.” you replied as rolled your eyes at the bad joke. “You’re going for coffee with a guy, just the two of you sounds like a date to me.” Jin said as he took a bite out of his burger. “So what you’re saying is I can’t go for coffee with a guy on my own and it not be a date?” As you said that all the guys nodded their heads in response. They stopped all their jokes when they saw Jungkook make his way up the steps to meet you.  You both head off to the nearest coffee shop and sat there for a while just having a nice and casual conversation getting to know each other and before you knew it you were familiar with his taste in movies and music, his everyday life and even little bits about his family. You guys talked for what felt like forever but sadly for you, time was against you and you had only now realized that you had 5 minutes to get back for your next class. “Shit I gotta head back I’m running late.” You said as you rushed to gather all of your things together. “I’ll walk you back Jungkook said as he got to his feet and followed you out the door. You continued to talk on your way back and even though you were 10 minutes late you didn’t care you had fun and that’s all that mattered to you. “We really should do this again.” Jungkook spoke up as you both arrived outside your classroom. “I’d like that.” You replied with a big smile. “Just message me anytime you want to hang out.” You gave him a small nod before turning and walking into your class.

*A couple months later*

You and Jungkook had built up an amazing friendship and you were both starting to get really close to one another, you were now talking for hours every night about anything and everything and you felt so comfortable around him. As much as you loved your best friends you felt since they were all so crazy and funny that you had to be the same and you forced yourself to be funny and entertaining, but for some reason being around Jungkook you felt you didn’t need to be all that and you could just be yourself with him and even if you both sat together in silence you were both comfortable and happy with each others company. Because of this you felt yourself slowly falling for him, you kept telling yourself not to feel that way and to not fall for his unintentional tricks but you couldn’t help it and before you knew it you were falling down a spiraling hole of random feelings and now you were trapped. 

You were sitting in your photography class planning what your next photo shoot for your project was going to be but you were interrupted by your friend Nayeon calling you. “Hey y/n can you do me a favour?” She asked overly sweetly as she fanned her lashes at you, you rolled your eyes and nodded knowing you had no choice. “Great, well I’m doing a Beauty and the Beast style photo shoot and I kinda need you and …… Jungkook to do it.” Your eyes widened at the mention of his name. “W…What do you need us to do exactly.” She gave a devious smile before answering. “Oh not much just pretend to be a couple and maybe a little kiss somewhere.” You didn’t know how to respond, of course, you were up for it, being a couple with Jungkook for an hour and with a possibility of kissing him you’d be an idiot not to say yes, but you didn’t know if he was up for it. “I’m fine with this I guess, you’ll just have to ask Jungkook.” You said going back to your work. “Oh I have he was the first one I asked and he also said he was okay with the kissing so it’s all set then” You started to have a fit of nervous shakes, you were going to kiss Jungkook and there was no backing out of it.

*Day of the Photo shoot* 

You were all dressed up in your oversized yellow sweater and had your hair all styled to fit the theme and next to you stood Jungkook in blue and getting his scar make up done ready for the shoot, you were walking around trying to hide the fact that you were a nervous wreck. “Y/n are you okay?” asked your friend Wendy, “Do I look okay, I’m about to be closer to Jungkook than I ever have been in my life and not to mention I’m gonna kiss a guy who I have the biggest crush on.” You hissed quietly. “Girl, look it’s all fine he’s okay with it and he’s probably as nervous as you are, just remember it’s just an hour and then it’s done forever.” She shot you a big grin before pushing you onto the set and sending you flying into Jungkook who managed to catch you just before you fell, you both heard the quick click of the camera and turned to face Nayeon. “Well, it seems we’re off to a good start.” She grinned before giving the both of you, your directions for where she wanted you. “Right now Jungkook if you don’t mind you you lean down like you’re going to kiss y/n.” Jungkook obeyed his order and brought his face dangerously close to yours, you didn’t know if you were meant to look him in the eye or not. “Okay lovely, now close the gap.” Your heart skipped a beat as you registered what she had just said. “You ready?” Jungkook asked in a low voice that only you could hear. You gave a nervous nod as Jungkook smiled and closed the gap. The kiss wasn’t much since it was a little awkward knowing everyone was watching you but Jungkook tried to make it better by trying to move his lips against yours but you both ended up pulling away after a few seconds. “That was okay but I think we’re gonna have to get a couple more to get a better one,” Nayeon said as she analyzed her photos with the others. You looked at Jungkook who was all for it, you both went back in for a kiss and this time it felt different, it was like you were in the room on your own, just you and Jungkook no one else, you both melted into the kiss and you felt him pull you closer to deepen it. You were finally drawn back to reality when you heard Nayeon cough in an attempt to get your attention back to stop the two of you kissing. “Okay, guys I know I wanted passionate but calm down.” 

*The next week* 

You couldn’t help but feel you and Jungkook had gotten closer since the shoot and you were hanging out more and talking more and he even invited you over to his place after school that night. You were a little nervous and especially after what all the girls had been saying about him being the biggest fuck boy going and that you should be careful with him but you let it all slide and either way you were going to his place and that was final. 

You walked through the front door of his place and scanned the room. “Nice place, where is everyone?” You asked curiously. “Oh they’re out for the day so I have the place to myself” You felt your heart beating faster as all the words the girls had said came flooding back. You followed him up to his room where you were both going to hang out for the time you were there. He threw on some music and you both were sat on his bed talking for a while. 

“It must suck being so short.” He laughed as he ruffled your hair. “Well, at least I’m not at risk of hitting my head on the top of the door.” You laughed as you lightly flicked his head as pay back for the short joke he had made. “Oh no, you didn’t just flick me.” He said as he sat up and going to flick you back, you squealed and grabbed his wrists in an attempt to keep him back. You fought back for a short while before you felt his strength weaken and his eyes pierce yours with what you didn’t know was lust or annoyance. You slowly let go of his wrists and looked into his eyes trying to distinguish what he was thinking, then suddenly out of nowhere he crashed his lips onto yours. You both moved your lips in sync with each other and you took to the sudden kiss better than you thought. “Seems like you really wanted to kiss me too.” Jungkook smugly said with a low giggle. “Shut up.” You said as you brought him back to kissing you. He slowly pushed you down on the bed and was lying on top of you deepening the kiss and with every break, he looked at you with his lust filled eyes. His grip tightened on your waist so hard you could have sworn he was bruising you. 

He ran his hand up your shirt testing what you were okay with and seeing how far he could go with out you stopping him. His hand ran further up your shirt and brushed over your breast making you give out a light moan, he smirked and continued to do what he was doing and enjoying hearing the small moans you were letting out. In one swift movement, he brought your shirt over your head and onto his bedroom floor. He sat up and looked over your shirtless body taking in every inch of your torso with the biggest smile on his face. You sat up and gave him a quick peck before ridding him of his own shirt. “I kept telling myself not to try anything with you when you were here but I guess I couldn’t help myself” he confessed as he leaned in to kiss you again. He brought his hand up to your hair in which to took a hand full of your hair and tugged it back lightly causing an unexpected moan to leave your lips. “Didn’t know you were this type of girl.” He smiled. “Neither did I.” You winked as you dug your nails into his side and went back to kissing him. 

He roughly pushed you back on to the bed and teased your jeans down your legs making you groan as you quickly lost your patience. “Some one seems more into this than she originally let off,” Jungkook said teasingly as he gave out a low giggle. You rolled your eyes at his comment and decided to get rid of your jeans yourself to speed things up and pulled him down with you. Jungkook slowly went from roughly kissing your lips to your cheek and finally down to your neck, he stopped after one or two kisses to see if you made a negative reaction but after finding out he was in the clear there was no holding him back now. He held your waist down with one hand and the other was tangled in your hair lightly pulling at it while he sucked and bit at your neck making you cry out in moans uncontrollably. He wasn’t happy with just leaving one mark on you so he continued and wasn’t satisfied until both sides of your neck were covered in bruises. 

You could feel his fingers dig into your sides as he continued to kiss your neck and lightly grind against you. You started to fumble with the buckle of his belt as you impatiently tried to get rid of his jeans, seeing your impatience he decided to help you out and throw his jeans across the room before slamming his lips back onto yours. Just knowing there were only two thin pieces of fabric between you made you crazy and you started to want him more and more. As he kept grinding you could feel how hard he was getting. It wasn’t long until he forcefully pulled your panties down your legs and threw them, landing on his chair, as he spread your legs wide, his fingers digging into your thighs as he licked the inside of your thighs, inching closer and closer to your heat each time. Your breathing rate increased and you started to get really wound up, leading to a small whine, that caught his attention. “What’s wrong, kitten?” there was the sound of teasing in his voice as he bit his lip hard, you just whined as you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him to just get on with it, to touch where you craved to be touch, but he got the idea, as he smirked at your frustration, and ghosted a finger over your heat. He repeated this multiple times before sending a long lick up your heat, making you shiver under his touch and a slight moan escaped your mouth before more were brought out of you as he continued, and your hand ran through your hair as you pulled on it, the satisfaction was real. Fingers were slowly inserted, curling upwards to hit the correct stop, he does know how to use his hands properly. The way this was going, you were already close to your climate, and he instantly knew how close you were.

Suddenly, you were flipped onto your stomach, with your ass raised up in the air as he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed, boxers were already off as he lined his tip with your heat. The frustration started to build up again as you whined again, “Please, Jungkook, please.” With that indication, he continued and entered you slowly, letting you adjust to his size first before picking up the pace and started thrusting into you quickly, making your legs numb and your back arch from how good it felt. The faster and deeper he went, the louder and more moans he captured from you as he replied with grunts and low growls, slapping your rear. “Fuck!” You screamed as he slammed into you forcefully, and leaving handprints on your ass, “Didn’t know you were this type of girl.” He brought up again, and you moaned back, “Shut the fuck up, and fuck me harder.” His smirk grew larger as he did as you said.

After a while, your climate was inching so close again, this time though, he rode you through your high, as your legs shake and the burning pit in your stomach of this amazing feeling slowly left your body. He pulled out of you, turned you back over and without any words being said, you get on your knees and wrapped your hand around his member, taking it into your mouth and wrapping your lips around it. Within seconds, you had him moaning loudly, and got a few growls from him as you teased, slowing down then sucking quickly. “I’m gon-” He tried to speak but his high took over him as he empties his load into your mouth, and instant reaction was to swallow his warm juices up, like a good girl you were and cleaned him up before letting go. “And swallowing too? Well then.” He sounded so surprised but a grin was plastered on his face as he grabbed your panties and one of his tops, handed them to you as he checked on his boxers and some shorts. Although, he was stopped in his own tracks as he turned towards you and cupped your face lightly, now it was time for him to confess that the “fuck boy” has actually found the one. “Y/n, honestly, I really do like you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You’ve probably heard that I’m the biggest fuck boy going, but no word of a lie and I would to unexpected lengths just to prove to you, since that day I first saw you, I felt something straight away.” You looked into his eyes, and no lies could be seen behind those gorgeous eyes of his, that’s when you decided to cough up your confession too, and his smile was the sweetest thing you’ve ever seen as he lightly kissed you on the lips before pulling out his phone, “Going to order food, what do you want?” 


Times Are Hard For Dreamers

Phillipa Soo x Reader

Summary: Both you and Pippa are about to give up on love, then you spot each other.  

Warnings: Other than like one swear, I don’t think there’s anything, purely fluff! 

Words: 2,326 (roughly)

A/N: Hi again! I had so much fun writing this to be honest, my heart kinda hurts. Title is from Amelie because I’m t r a s h. I hope you guys like it! Also, random note but, because I’m so creative, the reader’s sisters are actually named after two of my sisters :)

It was Monday and as you clutched a coffee in your hand, you couldn’t help but feel tiredly lost. You looked at the faces you were passing, each one different. A woman with her hair falling from her ponytail and an exhausted expression, a man practically stomping his way down the street, a child grinning and skipping. All these people had lives, and when they walked past, you were granted a small glimpse through their window. You wondered what you looked like to them. Was the crying of last night still evident on your face? Did you look as lost as you felt?  

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jeonghan; everything comes back to you

Originally posted by scoup-dumplings

feat. Jeonghan x female reader

genre: anti-soulmates!au, angst + a happy ending 

word count: 6764

summary:  After a long-term relationship with Yoon Jeonghan, things get ultimately more painful when he insists that you guys are still suited to stay “best friends”. Nothing’s grand about having your ex constantly coddle you, especially when he has his own terribly perfect life and you think you’re being dropped like a fading blip on his radar.

Love is like a stroke of lightning, they say.

Something so conventionally beautiful, le coup de foudre, the way morning dew kisses scarlet hued roses, rolling across their petals like chilled honey.

That’s not love. Love is the hard water grime on an old pipe, the clogged drain disgusted by bile and years of wear and tear. It’s when that pipe is so full of everything, something so all-encompassing that it needs to burst and smack you in the face.

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Ignite the fire of a thousand suns

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Summary: A transition point in the universe, it became one for his existence too. Dan, a traveller of the universe, is forced to head back to where he came from, but perhaps the forces somewhere beyond had a plan for him that he had never expected.

Word count: 6k

A/N: This is a random fic that came to me very randomly last night and I am super happy to share it with you all! :) I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it <3 

Trigger warnings: Mentions of vomit (non-graphic), slight adult themes (also non-graphic).

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Don’t Look Down

Pairing: Sam x Reader 
Characters: Dean, Sam, the Reader 
Warnings: light swearing, a ton of fluff 
Word Count: 1624
Summary: the Reader, Sam and Dean are working a case in Arizona. The Reader and Sam decide to take a vacation day (or night) and check out the Grand Canyon. 
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Costumed Craving...

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

Bog sat outside on his balcony watching the sun as it sank behind the tall trees dotting the residential neighborhood that ran alongside his apartment complex.  The only difference from the norm was the lack of a beer bottle in his hand and his haggard expression.  

It was now four and a half weeks since that Halloween party.  The nip in the air confirmed that winter was fast approaching, but Bog’s blue sheepskin jacket was still in the closet.  He didn’t seem to feel the chill.  Or at least, it didn’t seem to bother him anymore.

Yet another weird entry to his ‘the-fuck-is-going-on-with-me?’ list.  

After another week, he’d given up on binging, much to the relief of his bank account.  The odd, restless craving was still there, but he’d managed to determine that his body was only instinctually assuming it was food he wanted.  Yet no matter what he tried, nothing satisfied him.  Not even his mother’s famous Thanksgiving dinner.

Bog had always had a good appetite, especially for his mom’s cooking, but when even she pointed out that he might be overdoing it, something was definitely wrong.

Honey, I didn’t even eat that much when I pregnant with you!  

On top of that, he’d had three more of those…heart palpitations.  They were random and just as frighteningly strong as the first.  It was really starting to scare him.  If it was serious, then he might have to go to…

Shuddering, Bog hunched his shoulders, trying to make himself smaller.

Bog hated hospitals.  They reminded him of those terrible months when he was fifteen, and his father was wasting away from lung cancer.  He remembered it all, clear as glass.  The once mighty and fearsome Briar King drying up like a raisin, spewing so much anger and bitterness from his constant pain and growing weakness, eventually followed by his quiet, unsettling acceptance of his impending death, and then watching his pallor turn a horrible, greyish yellow as he was at last taken off his life support.

Ever since then, Bog experienced a terrible anxiety when it came to hospitals.  Even driving past one made him uncomfortable.  Over the summer, when his childhood friend Brutus and his wife were having their baby at St. Mary’s, Bog of course had to be there for them, but his hands were shaking the whole time.  He had to sit beside a large window in the waiting room to keep his breathing even, and like a nervous toddler, he made sure his mother didn’t leave his sight as she chatted with Brutus’s parents.

It sucked feeling so helpless, and what was worse, was that Bog had allowed his fear to make stupid decisions about his health.  While his mother had taken up water aerobics, ate less processed meats in favor of more whole grains and beans, and visited the doctor more often after his father’s passing, Bog avoided even the simplest routine checkups.  

What if they found something?  

Something deadly?

And then send him to the hospital…

…where they’d put him in one of those hideous beds…

…in their soulless, cream-colored rooms…

…so they could stick him all over with needles…

…and never let him leave…

…until the damn EKG machine sang that final prolonged note?

Bog dragged his hands across his face and took a deep breath to quell the inner tremors rising from his thoughts.  He needed to calm down.  For all he knew, a panic attack could trigger another palpitation.  Plus, he’d finally forced himself into the clinic on Monday.

Dr. Plum had been his parents’ physician and friend since before Bog was born, so he trusted her like an aunt, even if she could be a bit overly-eccentric for his personal taste. All that mattered was that she was good at her job, and she cared.

Too bad she couldn’t give him any solid answers.  

You’re the healthiest thirty-one-year-old man I’ve ever seen, sweetie.  You say you’ve been eating quite a lot lately, but you haven’t gained a single pound since your mother dragged you here six months ago when you had that nasty flu.  Now you said you’re not experiencing any chest discomfort, dizziness, fainting, or shortness of breath with your palpitations, but I’ll run a few tests just in case, and I’m going to increase your Prozac strength to 40mg to counteract your anxiety.  In the meantime, I want you to take it easy and enjoy yourself, okay?  You’d be surprised at how often all this mystery turns out to be nothing more than stress.

Bog had wisely kept his mouth shut and thanked her, but he seriously doubted that any of this was because of stress.  What did he have to be stressed about?  He had a great job, that he was in control of.  He was independent.  He was apparently healthy.  He even had a special someone now…

After running into Marianne again at the supermarket two days after their steamy encounter at the mall, he decided to take the plunge.  She couldn’t distract him, there were too many witnesses around, and no convenient places to hide and get racy in a grocery store, so he asked her to have dinner with him.  

There was a lump in his throat as he watched the confliction play on her face, but when she’d given him a hopeful smile and accepted, he could’ve done a somersault right there in the bread aisle.  

Then they may or may not have made out for a while in his truck after making their purchases.  It was nice to actually see her leave for once.

They’d gone out on quite a few dates since then.  Dinner, lunch, movies, dancing, hiking, the amusement park, the museum, even the 80s arcade!  

And Bog was loving it all!

He’d never enjoyed talking to someone as much as he did Marianne.  It was amazing how much they realized they had in common, besides sex and an appreciation for classic Elvis; she’d even chuckled at the cosmic humor of Bog’s last name being ‘King’.  They both loved horror movies, rock & roll, video games, Chinese food, history, camping, and urban exploration.  She liked to sing and collect swords, and she taught boxing in her own gym.  She’d also lost a parent, too; her mother to a plane crash in 1996.  

Furthermore, she knew what it was like to have your heart broken.  To Bog’s shock, her fiancé had cheated on her the day before their wedding. What a complete and utter dumbass!    

In Bog’s case, it had been about two years since he’d been dumped by the woman he thought he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.  It hurt like a bitch, but in all honesty, he should’ve seen it coming. The warning signs were all there, and he would’ve noticed them, if he hadn’t been so blinded by the aesthetic.

Not that Marianne didn’t have enough of that going on herself.  Sometimes, Bog would look at her and just…forget how to speak.  She was so beautiful and fun and tough and different.

He knew he was dangerously close to having it really bad for her, and she certainly wasn’t doing anything to discourage him.

The dating hadn’t stopped their fooling around, and whenever it got that far, Bog would still pass out and wake up alone, but thankfully, Marianne had cooled it when it came to trying anything to hot and heavy in public. Lately, she’d wait until they got to his place, but one of these days, by God, he was gonna make her breakfast before she left!

Being around Marianne made almost everything better.  The awful craving seemed…less so, when she was near.  No palpitations, no hunger, no funk.  He felt stronger and more care free with her.    

Which was why he was out here right now.  Plum had called an hour ago to tell him that all the tests she’d run came back negative. In her own words, his heart was practically in mint condition.  

Then she’d asked him a certain question.

I want you to call me immediately if something else happens.  But before I go, you said your symptoms started the morning after a Halloween party, correct?  Can you think of anything else that might’ve happened around that time, Bog?  Anything strange at all?

Bog thought back on that night.

He’d opened his own beer bottle that night and hadn’t set it down until he threw it away.  He didn’t eat any of the food, because he’d had Subway beforehand. He hadn’t even smoked the joints some of the guests were passing around.

So, there wasn’t-

Without warning, an image of a brown-eyed, dark fairy temptress walking towards him through a crowd of costumes came to the forefront of his mind….


No, that was just crazy!

He’d told Plum he didn’t have a clue, and hung up.

It was crazy…


He didn’t go inside until well after dark.


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Of Maeve

I remember the nervous thrill and exciting uncertainty when it had been a month and a week since I’d last seen my period and similarly the same time the pregnancy test only showed half of the second pink line.Niall was sure I was pregnant but I still wanted to go to the clinic to check.

I remember every aspect of the doctor’s exam room-the educational posters on the white walls,the serene painting and the medicine cabinet to the left of me.It was deathly silent aside from the wax paper crinkling underneath my ass and the air smelled sterile like the whole room was bathed in hand sanitizer.Niall was standing next to me,his more calloused hand in mine,heat and anxiety radiating off him.I was lying on my back on the examination table,my gelled tummy exposed to the cold conditioned air. We were waiting to see a little black dot on the screen which would be a gestation sac-an indication that I was indeed pregnant. We never found it.

“Mr and Mrs. Horan I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news..’’The Doctor went on to say that the shape of my uterus had made an environment that wasn’t ideal for birth but I didnt hear that.I heard that it was my fault.I felt so disappointed because this was my fault,Niall was biting down hard on his fist to stop the sound of his sobs but there were tears flowing down his red cheeks and ruby rings forming around his eyes.The doctor glaced at us before stepping outside,bringing a pamphlet about adoptions a few minutes later.

All the days I had spent rubbing my soon-to-be-swollen tummy,imagining the pitter patter of tiny feet and the sweet squeals of laughter that could only belong to children felt like they were all wasted moments.

The morning after,Niall woke up before me…I could feel his stare and the awakwardness in the air as he got bustled around the dresser drawers behind me.He probably didn’t know what to do or what to say and I didn’t blame him because it would have been like the pot calling the kettle black.He sighed after a while,“M'going down to the golf course,”he whispered.

I nodded stiffly and kept my eyes closed because I just couldn’t bear to look.He sighed again and for a minute I thought he was going to stay but the and the bedroom door shut behind him and he was gone.

I opened my eyes seeing the light pouring through the windows his covers were haphazardly pushed off the bed.I ran my hand over the smooth blue sheets where he laid and they were still a little warm.I stayed in bed for a few more minutes because I just didn’t want to get up.It made me sick to my stomach to think that I caused this unhappiness ,afterall, I made him cry and I made him leave.No wonder why he went golfing,my mind mocked me.It wanted to torture me by reliving what happened.It wanted to make me suffer.

It was around 8am when I pulled into the driveway of my childhood home and the morning sun was just coming up over the horizon,dew lacing the green grass of the lawn.I was standing outside in my navy blue Nirvana sweatshirt and a pair of yellow pineapple shorts,Niall’s tube socks and slippers on my feet.My duffel bag in hand and my wedding ring still on my finger.

When mum saw me she didn’t judge she just hugged.

She smelled like love and vanilla porridge and felt like comfort and support while I was bawling my eyes out,my heart breaking and my chest burning for oxygen.“Mummy I-I lost-” 

 “I know darling,“she said in a voice without malice or disappoinment,something only a mummy can do.Something I’d never get to do. 

 She put me to bed and gave my boss a call then telling me Ms.Cartwright gave me a few weeks off and that my job was there for me when I got back.

 I lost track of the days I spent crying and walking around in my old holey sweat pants and white vest with the random tomato stain down the front.It was liberating for a day until the stress started piling up because adults have to have balance between professional life and personal life and personal life went shit right now.  

Niall called everyday but I never answered.I was denying myself.At night I was haunted by the sound of his sobs back at the clinic and my days were spent moping around miserably and drowning in my own self pity.I’d stare at the tv screen watching action movies and trying to distract myself by raising my adrenaline levels but I felt like a sad sack of potatoes. 

It was a Saturday morning when mum woke me up saying that we needed to talk.Then she talked. “y/f/n y/m/n y/l/n-Horan,”,she started and scared the sleep from my body because that was my full name and she only called me by my full name when she meant business,“I raised you to be a strong young lady who will never let her short comings get the best of her.Therefore,starting right now,it’s time for recovery.”

 The next 2 weeks were filled with going to the gym and eating right and doing what the newly purchased self-help books on my bookshelf told me to do.It took my mind off of things and I was slowly starting to feel better.Accepting I was the reason was probably the hardest thing I had ever done but it made every moment after so much easier.This big weight had been lifted of my shoulders and I felt good.I knew in my heart I’d always love my baby but I had to get a grip.I had to move on. 

I was packing up my things on Saturday morning when I heard Niall’s voice for the first time in a long while. “So this where ya been camping out,ey petal?” 

I spun around to see him standing in the doorway.He was wearing a blue sweater and blue ¾ pants with white Adidas Superstars on.He gave me a half smile breathing in a laugh.

“Niall,"I said breathlessly my lips curving into a smile as I crossed the room and ran into his awaiting arms.He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my hair softly,rocking us side to side,"I missed you,"I mumble into his soft cotton sweater. 

 He returned the words with this deep underlying sense of melancholy that tugged at my heart strings,"I missed ya more then you could imagine,y/n." 

 We stayed like that for a few moments.Two lovers in an embrace,softly caressing with the lustre and passion we shared the first time we familiarised ourselves with the dips and twists of the other’s body. 

 "M'sorry I left tha morning..I just felt claustrophobic in our own house..and then when you weren’t there anymore I was pissed scared.You didn’t even tell our friends where you went or answer any of my calls it was like you dropped off the face of the earth,love,”,he rushed out like he had been dying to say it all along. 

 "How did you find me?“ 

 "Your mum gave me a call and told me where you were that you needed some time for yourself and my whole temperature dropped and I felt so fucking relieved.For a moment I thought you weren’t coming back. " 



 And all of the feelings I thought I had gotten over came flooding back to me."I did this…I made you feel like this.I made you feel like I didn’t care!” I pushed myself away from him, hot tears flowing down my cheeks and blurring my vision.

“No-no I’m sorry petal I wanted to leave without finding a solution.It’s my fault.I’m sorry."He pulled me back into his arms and plucked me up so I was wrapped in his bone crushing hug.He sat on my bed and let me cry and release all the tears and snot and emotions I bottled up out onto his shirt. 

When I calmed down a little bit I realised he had tears flowing down his cheeks.His face was red and he was biting his lip,chest shaking trying to hold down his sobs and regulate his breathing.I only just noticed the bags that cradled his crying eyes. 

It hit me hard that I had been a little selfish,putting my own feelings of self loathing first before considering how my husband felt.He was just as broken as I was.All along I felt like I was the only person hurting but Niall had lost a child too.

Jun/OFC: Wrapped up in the moment

Originally posted by jjeonghoshi

Genre: Fluff/Romance

Word Count: 2402

Characters: Wen Junhui/Original Female, Joshua, Vernon

@wen-junehuiOKAY SO you know how I’m so into Christmas and the holidays and stuff and I’m like really jolly around this time of year I WAS THINKING of like a fic where the OFC has the same joy and gets Jun to do all these American Christmas traditions JOSH CAN HELP LOL

(a/n) for the joshua to my jeonghan, who puts the spirit in christmas

“Alright the gifts have been ordered, and they’re express shipping to my friend’s house!”


“And you confirmed our flight information?”


“Great. We just got to get really cute Christmas outfits and we’re good to go. I was thinking those black checkered button ups with the burgundy—Jun, can you please focus on me for at least five seconds.”

Junhui finally looked up from his colorful cell phone game, tilting his head innocently. “But babe, I’m always focused on you.” and he grinned shamelessly with his canines out, opening his long, gangly arms. “C’mere.”

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This Christmas (Part One)

Summary: In which this Christmas takes a turn for the unexpected when Bucky asks you a favor.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1,639

A/N: This one goes out to my favorite contradiction, @marvelingatthewonder on her birthday. I hope you have an amazing day. This was supposed to be a one shot, but then it got too long and here we are (I had a feeling you and your cliché-loving heart wouldn’t mind 😉)

The intro for this along with a bunch of other wonderful, Christmas fics can be found here

“This Christmas” Masterlist

Originally posted by e-tudiante

You never get tired of walking through the city, especially during the Christmas season. There are bright lights around every corner and decorations in every shop’s full-sized window. The only thing missing is some festive music, but you’ve come up with a simple solution for that problem. You can sing Christmas songs yourself.

Right as you’re in the middle of your own rendition of ‘Mary, Did You Know?’, one that doesn’t hold a candle to Pentatonix’s version, your phone starts ringing. There’s a slight struggle when you take the device out of your pocket and can’t unlock it. Gloves are perfect for keeping you warm, but useless when it comes to using your phone. After three failed attempts at inputting your passcode, you pull off one of your gloves and answer the phone. “Hello?”

“Hey, doll.”

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All The Kids Love Wimbo!

He did charity work at the hospital first, coming in and doing little shows for the sick kids. That’s how Carla’s mom found out about Wimbo. I wasn’t invited to Carla’s party, but my friend Kiera was. She was the one who told me all about how great that fucking clown was. So when my seventh birthday was approaching, I told my mom that I absolutely had to have Wimbo the clown there. That’s how I met him.

I was so excited I that I could barely sleep the night before. I remember waking up and going downstairs at just past dawn, still in my pajamas. Already, my parents had hung up streamers saying “HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEMMA!” A small pile of presents sat on the coffee table, entombed in pink wrapping paper decorated with kittens. I sat on the couch for about an hour, impatiently watching the hands on the old grandfather clock slowly advancing toward the time when my parents would wake up and I’d be able to open my presents. It felt like so much longer, though. 

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Characters: JungkookxReader
Length: 3497 words
Genre: Weekend fluff

Summary: Jungkook is falling apart, you are already broken.

Originally posted by yourbiaslikesitrough

Those black hours between dusk and dawn, between a day ending and beginning, between sleeping and waking were the most peaceful ones for Jungkook. He could just lie there for hours, dark hair fanned out on the pillow, watching you sleep next to him. He could reach out his hand and touch your cheek, your hair, your lips. Sometimes you stirred under his touch or smiled as if you knew he was on the other side of sleep because even if he closed his eyes and dared to dream, he knew that it would not come true.

Jungkook dreaded the gray hours of the morning. When the shadows started to dance over your sleeping figure he would wrap his arms around you, pull you close, and try to trick you into believing that the night was not yet over. That it was not yet time, that he could still keep you to himself for a little while longer. He dreaded the dawn, because it meant that you were going to leave.

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Overwatch shared house Headcanons

so I was inspired by @inspector-starfish to do massive post about all of the over watch charters living in a house together. so with out further a due here we go

first off all of the charters rooms 

  • Tracer:  her room is probably moderately messes with just cloths and maybe a few comics books spread around everywhere. SO MUCH ENGLISH JACK STUFF EVERYWHERE. like the bed sheets, the pillows, the wall paper all English jack. she also probs has a poster by Amelia Earhart on her wall.
  • Genji: he has a very simplistic bedroom with swords hung on the wall and Japanese sayings hung all over the walls. probably burns incense too and most likely has a big ass dragon panting above his bed. his room is spot less.
  • pharra: kinda mess but not to bad more of organized clutter. she has mission reports over every surface of her desk also a bunch of tools so she can work on her armor when needed. she refuse to work on it in the garage because torbjorn or junkrat might try and make “improvements to it
  • solider 76: you would expect a nice clean military room and you would bee right if he was about 20 years younger. no his room has pulse rifle rounds scattered around the room. the bed is probably never made. probably has a captain america poster on his wall and picture of him and reaper before everything went to shit. 
  • mcree:  his room is filed with western movie memorabilia. like a broke back mountain poster, or like 10 posters of Owen Wilson from any movie he was a cowboy in. probably throws his clothes everywhere and probably practices his aim in his room to so there is like a dozen soda cans with bullet holes on his floor. 
  • bastion: dosent technically need a room but he gets one any way because why not. the windows are always open and their are so many bird feeders and potted plants. there is always at any given time like 6 birds in his room.
  • she has a mini box tv in her room with a game cube, ps1 and sega that she alternates through. she has posters of anime all over her room . so many chip bags and soda bottles cover the floor you cant walk in there with out making noise.
  • hanzo: probably has dragons and wolves painted all over the walls. has a bunch of bows hung on the wall like genjis swords. he probably has a dragonnite and garydose plushie got for him laying on his bed. he also has a incenses burner in his room
  • junkrat and roadhog: so they originally had rooms right next to each other until the broke the wall down, destroying that security deposit.they are used to sleeping where they can see each other out in the outback and cant sleep well otherwise. their room is covered with empty bomb canisters and scrap metal. it smells like gasoline at all times. it probably has at least on poster of crocodile Dundee in it.
  • lucio: full sound board and dj set. has posters of every famous band or artist from journey to vaporwave. has pet frog that me loves named mc rabbit or something equally cheesy. the actual folds his cloths nicely but the never get put away
  • mei: a very nice light blue room with a huge polar bear stuffed animal by the side of her bed.  lots of clutter every were most of it just soft blankets and notes. has a cute little bed for snowball her weather changing drone.
  • mercy: the prettiest most immaculate room in the house. its painted a pretty light yellow and has pictuers of everyone on the team hung up on the walls. she has a little window herb garden that she takes care of and a Russian blue cat  who only loves her. 
  • reaper: think of the most edgy emo bedroom you can think of. now times that by like 100 thats reapers room. there are shotguns all over the floor and he painted his only window black. he a metalic poster and blasts their music to annoy 76
  • reinhart: so many suites of armor and swords. probably has a record player that he only has one album he listens to. its a rush album. probably has a lion plushie thought he would like. he loves it . pretty tidy actually 
  • symmetra: so much order. everything has a place and it must be in that place. her room is really clean except her desk which is covered with schematics.
  • trobjorn: his has a blue prints everywhere. even the walls are blue prints. only Ikea products   his in his room . nothing else
  • winston: his room is probably has a mini lab in it and tire swing. peanut butter jars and day old banana peels are every where. also probably has every plant of the apes movie
  • zarya: weight her room is full of weights. she has medals from all her weight lifting contests. she has  posters of other strong females like Ronda rosey. 
  • zenyatta: has a mini rock garden and a bonzi tree. dosent need to sleep so he just has a mediation mat.
  • widowmaker:  very Victorian Gothic style of room. like it very nice but also cold as hell in there and for some reason smells like blood.

okay time for some additional random head canons that happen in this chaotic  house hold

  • every Saturday is movie night and each week they draw out of a hate to deiced who gets to choose the movie. everyone complains if its 76 or junkrat because they all know they are going to watch either a war movie or a mad max movie. 
  • reaper likes scare people at night by going wraith from and making ghost noises . it never works
  • mercy and bastion have a nice little garden they take care of together. it has flowers, herbs and blueberrys
  • roadhog and Reinhardt leave their weapons every where because they just forget about them.
  • symmtrera hiding all of junkrats explosives when roadhog is out on a mission because road hog is like all of that kids impulse control
  • 76 being a dad and makeing all they younger heros clean their rooms and do the dishes chores and stuff
  • 76 and reaper fighting over who mows the lanw
  • torbjorn just dose it
  • .pharra and widowmaker often fight over the last piece of cake while tracer is the one that eats it while watching them fight
  • zenyetta try to get the team to meditate with him it dosent work.
  • mcree smoking all the time zarya actually crushed all his cigars he had on him at one point.
  • hanzo genji and playing Pokemon together
  • mei and luico listing to music together

thats everything for now there is bound to be more maybe most likely

Happy Birthday!

Here’s my thing for TAU’s second birthday ficathon!

“Hey, Toby?” Maddie asked, sprawled out on the couch, her crown that declared her the eight-year-old princess disheveled on her head.

“Yeah, Madds?” Toby said from the kitchen, scrubbing sparkly pink aftermath of a little girl birthday party off the counter.

“Does Daddy have a birthday?”

Toby hesitated for just a moment. “Of course he does. Everyone has a birthday.”

“Then why don’t we ever celebrate it?” she sat up and looked over the couch at her brother. Toby was cleaning up an apparent color bomb that had gone off during Maddie’s birthday, and their dad had to leave on a ‘work related emergency’ just a few minutes earlier.

“Well,” Toby put down his towel. “I’ve never thought of that, actually.” he rested his chin in his hand.”We’ve just never really celebrated it I guess.” he shrugged and went back to cleaning off the counter.

“Well that’s not nice!” Maddie stood up on the couch, her pink and gold Princess Mizar dress fluttering around her knees. “Daddy always celebrates our birthdays, so we need to celebrate his too! It’s not nice to ignore his birthday!”

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Strangepath Ficlet

Because after watching Doctor Strange three times, it needed to be done. Thanks to @fragile-teacup for taking a look at it!

Kaecilius, the man had said. What a strange name.

His yellow outfit stood out in the plain, wood-panelled room that was Cal’s office – a stark contrast that looked straight out of a Kung Fu movie. But that was not the most eerie thing about him. His eyes were. Not the color – a warm amber tone, serious, yet soft – no, it was the skin around them. Some of it was simply gone, leaving a dark membrane in its stead, black and blue and pink like space itself. The remaining skin looked cracked, or dried up maybe, like curd too long out of the fridge. Green, almost like snake scales. He looked otherworldly, as if he had seen something forbidden.

Cal felt safe next to him.

He had cried for help and help had come. He had doubted; he had lost hope in the Light. He had been drunk for much of the past few days, but he knew this was real. Someone had been sent to guide him through the darkest of times, to help him ascend further.

The stranger strolled around the room, looking out the window or at random pieces of paper, before he stopped behind Cal’s desk in front of the wooden eye. He examined it with a frown. The red symbol on his forehead crinkled.

»The Third Eye? Or the Eye of Agamotto?« he asked.

»The what of what?«

Kaecilius turned to look at him. There was an energy about him – a sparkle in the brown of his eyes that spoke of deep wisdom. He stepped closer.

»You have the eye as your symbol and yet you see nothing.«

»I have strayed from the righteous path,« Cal admitted. »But I wish to understand. I wish to reach the Garden.«

»Then you shall.«

Kaecilius extended a hand and touched Cal’s forehead. Something happened and at first Cal thought it was the touch itself that provoked the reaction of his body. His belly fluttered; he felt light as a feather, detached from his physical limitations. As if Kaecilius and he had a special sort of connection. But then he realized that it was something else entirely – that he was literally floating in the air, away from his body. He saw himself fall in slow motion.

»Your mind is open to the vastness of space, but your head filled with wrong ideas, crafted by human hand.« Kaecilius’ voice rang in his head and his words were like a melody, drawing Cal in.

He was pushed back, or so it felt, and suddenly he found himself rushing through open space, his body left behind in Upstate New York. Cal screamed and cried and spun round and round; left the earth, flew toward the moon, further still, into the galaxy. No ladder to hold on to. He saw colors and shapes, inconceivable pictures that extended everything he had ever thought possible. A hidden door opened in his mind and he felt knowledge flood him like ocean waves. And at the end of it all, there was no light – there was darkness.

Cal had led so many into the Light. Prisoners, caught in their limited versions of reality. And now his situation was the very same. In the back of his head, Plato asked if he would condemn Kaecilius as Satan himself, accuse him of lying and retreat back into the cave.

Another touch and he was brought back into reality. Cal was on his knees in front of Kaecilius – his body had hit the floor without his presence. His own body felt like a prison now, strange and ill-fitting like a pair of shoes that had become too small. Kaecilius thumbed his cheek, wiping away the tears that were falling silently from his eyes in astonished wonder.

»See?« he asked.

His touch felt grounding. Cal never wanted it to end. He looked up at the stranger and swore allegiance right there.