Note: This is really late but I want to wish everyone a Happy New Year! So some of you wanted a continuation to My Girl and I know it took forever but here it is! I’ve been rewriting this a million times, and I’m actually satisfied with this one, so I hope you guys like it!
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The smell of
books, parchment, and ink filled your lungs as you flipped through the pages of
The Standard Book of Spells. You were, as you named it, merely light-reading.
Refreshing your memory with the list of spells and their functions, trying to
forget the events that transpired earlier.
James was a total git.
You nodded to
yourself in confirmation. That’s right. He was a git and you were never going
to talk to him again unless he apologized. You didn’t mind his jokes, even the
jokes he made about you, but the one he made earlier was just pushing his luck.
It’s not that
the thought of you and James dating was totally out of the question. Because
you have thought about it before,
during the late hours of the night when you laid awake in your bed staring up
at the canopy ceiling of your four-poster bed. Also, you may have had a
childhood crush on him but everything is different now. James is different,
you’re different. So any thought about that topic after that night was swiftly
Besides, you let out a
small sigh, he had Lily right?
You and Lily
were friends. The redheaded girl always had your back whenever James and Sirius
tried to bully persuade you to make their homework for them, and she was
always ready to listen to whatever you had to say. Lily was the sweetest person
you knew and anyone would be lucky to have her.
Your train of
thought broke when you heard the chair in front of you get dragged out from
under the table. You looked up to see Remus flash you a sheepish smile and sit
down, gingerly placing his book on the table. “Sirius wants you to go back to
the common room.” He informed you quietly and opened his book to start reading.
You rolled your
e/c eyes. “So you’re here to pick me up?”
“Not if you want to stay here. Then I’ll be happy to accompany you.” He flashed
you one of his rare grins and you laughed, making Madam Pince clear her throat.
You shot her an apologetic glance before turning back to your friend.
“You’re the best
Rem, if Sirius wants me to go back, he should’ve come pick me up himself.”
“He can’t. He
and James are banned from entering the library for the rest of the year,
formed a perfect ‘o’ as you just remembered that fact. The duo nearly set the
entire library on fire while they were studying for their exam on charms.
Sirius gave up on studying five minutes into it and he coaxed James out of it
as well and they tried practicing their little
spells. You hummed thoughtfully and looked at Remus who had his eyes fixed
on the pages of his book.
staring.” He stated beneath his breath and you smiled at him.
“I was just
Remus snorted in
amusement. “A Knut for your thoughts?”
You rolled your
eyes at him playfully. “Make it a Galleon and we’ll see.” You drummed
your fingers on the wooden surface of the table softly, “I’m not going
back to the common room with you any time soon, Remus.” You informed him. “I
don’t want to have to deal with whatever happened earlier yet.”
Remus nodded in
understanding, he knew your mind was still in a gutter. He was pretty surprised
with James’ proposal earlier as well. Wasn’t it always Lily? Did he miss
something? He racked his brain for clues, even subtle ones. He knew you sort of
fancied James in a way, and if the circumstances were different, he would’ve loved to
support you and tell you not to hold back, but with the other person in
question clearly not showing any interest in reciprocation and only showing
affection to the muggle-born, redheaded girl; he kept his mouth shut. Like he
always did… and it made him feel terrible.
Hours later, it
was nearly dinner time and Remus had gone off to the Great Hall. You actually
had to force him to go since he didn’t want to leave you behind. He promised to
come back with some grub for you, because even if he denied it, he was
starving. Madam Pince left to eat her supper as well leaving you alone in the large,
candlelit library. You had long removed your robe and draped it over the chair
next to you.
You tied your
hair up into a bun and rolled up your sleeves.
Your eyes roamed
the deserted library, “Psst.” Came the whisper again and you took out
your wand and got up of your seat. “Who’s there?” You questioned. You
hoped it was anyone but a Slytherin or Peeves. Someone then hugged you tightly
from behind making you yelp in surprise.
You turned and
that someone took off a cloak, revealing the messy haired, glasses wearing
idiot you called a friend. You frowned. Well you’d rather deal with a Slytherin
of Peeves now instead of James Potter. You pushed him away and sat back down,
huffing in irritation.
his throat and sat opposite of you, where Remus previously sat. “Hey, I
brought you something to eat. You must be starving.” He quietly said and
placed some sandwiches and treacle tarts on the table in front of you.
going to bring me food.”
not coming back here for a while.” He sounded a little cheerful at the
proclamation which annoyed you more.
You sighed in
realization. Oh of course. Remus may be your friend, but he was James’ friend
too. You should’ve seen this coming. “James I’m not continuing this
conversation until you apologize.”
apologizing.” He deadpanned.
flickered to him in anger. “Typical! You never really do apologize, even
when you play pranks on me or got me into trouble!”
listen to me-”
You listen. I’m tired alright? You
can’t just boss me around like you do with Peter or Remus or sometimes even
Sirius. I’m not your girl, I’m not your property. And… and…” You were
nearly hyperventilating now, your emotions seemingly getting the better of you.
“And you can’t just ask me out on a whim thinking I’ll accept when you
obviously like another girl! I am not going to be some fling!” You cry out and buried your face in your hands in frustration.
Oh Merlin… this was not what you had in mind.
stretched making you think that maybe he left. Leaving you like an ugly mess
until you felt his cold hands peeling yours away from your face. “Y/N, I’m
You faced him
uncertainly and your eyes caught his. “I’m sorry I wasn’t really thinking
about how you felt. I know a can be a…”
bastard.” You supplied.
All the time you mentally
“But I just
wanted you to know that I really do like you very much.” He finished, his
eyes still on you, his gaze never faltering.
You looked away
first. “Please James, you honestly think I could believe you? Not once
have you shown the slightest interest in me. It was always Evans this, Evans
that. Now you’re suddenly Y/N, Y/N, Y/N?”
girl, Y/N. Evans was a way to hide my feelings for you since Sirius caught me
staring at you one time when you and her were talking. I became flustered and
blurted out that I was looking at Lily instead and the lie stuck until
now.” His hands still held yours and you could feel his slowly warming up
and you just noticed that he was blushing. Actually
blushing, and that made you blush too. You had never held hands with James
before and it felt nice and it made you long to hold his hand any time you
“I fell in
love with the girl who injured my foot on the first train ride to Hogwarts, and
I fell hard.” He sincerely said, “As cliché as it sounds, it’s true.
I hope you believe me.”
You bit your
lower lip. You wanted to believe him, you really did. But this was all too good
to be true. You removed your hands from his and hugged yourself. James looked
crestfallen. “I think I’ll need to sleep on it.” You mumbled and
lowered your gaze. You couldn’t face him after he looked so devastated. You
could hear him stand up from his seat but still you didn’t look at him.
right, I’ll wait for you.” He told you and threw his Invisibility Cloak
on. You could hear his footsteps softly walk away but before he reached the
door you called out to him.
You heard him reply from afar.
lies, please?” You tried to keep your voice level but it shook fervently.
lies.” He agreed and you could feel him crack into a grin as he left the
library shutting the doors with a soft thud.
Hey everyone, so I would first like to say that the feedback on my most recent post has been incredible. Thank you so much for the support. I would also like to say that this request has been long overdue, and I apologize to the person who has requested this imagine, because it took me forever to finally get this up. I have worked super long and hard on this request so I hope the person who requested enjoys, and as well as the rest of you! Also today is Thanksgiving in America, so if you are American, Happy Thanksgiving! If you aren’t, then I hope your day has been amazing!
Draco knew that I
had nightmares about what happened during the war. He knew that they were bad,
and most of the time I would wake up pain in my arm, sweat covering my body,
and tears spilling out of my eyes.
He was there when it
happened. His aunt pinning me to the ground, calling me filthy names and
sending sharp pains throughout every part of me. I could hear him plead and cry
for them to stop, but they didn’t listen, The evil witch only furthered her
torture ,shouts of insults, and chants of curses.
He started to run to
me when he saw what she was about to do, but his father restrained him,
allowing her to continue. As I was laying on the ground, she grabbed my arm and
spread it across the floor. I clenched my fist and closed my eyes, knowing what
was about to happen. All of a sudden, I felt pain in the underside of my arm, I
opened my eyes and noticed what she was doing. I couldn’t hold back the
screams. The pain causing my vision to blur and tears to fall down my face.
With every letter carved into my skin, I screamed and pleaded for her to stop.
The filthy name I
had been called for years, was carved into my perfectly clear skin. I never let
it bother me in school, I knew that because I was born into a family who didn’t
have the same abilities I did, people would judge. I brushed it off most of the
time, it was just a name someone came up with to put other people down. But
seeing it there, on my arm, blood flowing out of the newly placed letters, I then
started to believe that I was just a worthless girl, who out of luck, was granted
with magic in her veins.
I started to give up
fighting, sobs wracking my body because of the pain in my arm, and the hatred I
started to feel for myself because I knew that not only was I feeling pain, but
so was he. He called me names, and poked fun at me when we were younger, and as
we got older and started catching feelings, he felt guilty and would always
apologize for it. I knew that him seeing the word showcased on my arm hit a
nerve. He never cared about my blood status when we were together, and the fact
that his family was torturing me for that very reason, didn’t make it any
The pain felt as if
it would go on forever, she never stopped, never showed mercy, and never quit
shouting curses and insults. I was growing weaker and I started seeing black, I
knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I was scared, not of dying, but of him
seeing me die. I didn’t know what they would do with me when I finally took my
last breath, would they throw me somewhere for the birds to eat? Would they let
him hold me in his arms as he cried out my name? I wasn’t sure, but I never
found out because all of a sudden, the pain subsided. It didn’t completely go
away, my body ached all over, and my head was spinning from all the screaming I
couldn’t hold back.
I opened my eyes to
see him pushing his aunt against the wall, screaming at her.
“If you ever
touch her again, I swear, I will kill you!”
His eyes were full
of tears and rage. When he dropped her on the ground, he picked me up and ran
out of the house he had once grown up in. Tears were still streaming down my
face, and blood was spilling out of my arm, staining his already worn clothes.
He kept whispering in my ear that I was okay, and that he wouldn’t let anything
ever hurt me again. I was thankful that he saved me, and I knew now that I was
in his arms, there was nothing to be worried about.
It had happened once again, sweat, and small tears covering my face. My breathing was uneven, and my
arm hurt a little in the very place the witch carved a label that had no
meaning to me anymore. I woke Draco up trying to get out of his tight grip for
some fresh air.
alright, love?” He asked. Knowing very well, that I had another nightmare,
and that I needed my space for a while.
another nightmare is all. Go back to sleep, I will be back in a minute.” I
said wiping a few tears from my face, before they could fall on the cold floor.
“I’ll come with
you. I don’t like for you to be outside alone at night. Is that alright?”
He asked, knowing that no matter if I agreed with him or not, he would still go
Draco and I sat on
the porch for a while, not saying anything, just enjoying each others company.
He had an arm protectively around my shoulders, and my head was resting on his
“I love you so
much.” I said sleepily.
“I love you
too, now let’s go to bed yeah?” He asked, picking me up, and carrying me
to our bedroom.
I yawned in
response, holding on to him, and having no intentions on ever letting go.
I just want to thank everyone again for the support. This one isn’t my favorite one I have ever done, the end was kinda cheesy and cliché but, that’s okay. I hope you enjoyed, and please feel free to request any given form of imagine, ship etc. listed in the bio. Much love! -Elizabeth
Hello, everyone! I know it’s been forever since
I’ve done any drawings, but I finally finished this one just in time for the
OMS Challenge. :)
I’ve had this idea in my head for nearly a year
now, I just had a lot of difficulty transferring it to paper. But you know how
it is with art – patience, perseverance, and practice. Eventually I got there,
and I really like the final result. I love Spock Prime and I truly believe
there should be more Kirk Prime as well so I decided to draw them together. The
idea is that they are both living in the AOS universe now (though if you want
to think it’s the TOS-verse that’s ok too) and still running the odd mission
for Starfleet. You know how Jim is. He doesn’t believe in retirement. So,
they’re hiding out somewhere and Spock is trying to meditate while Jim keeps an
eye out for danger, always ready to protect his husband.
I wanted to combine TOS and AOS themes with the
clothes that Jim and Spock wear, and so I drew inspiration from a few different
places. Jim’s jacket has the shoulder patches and a similar design that that
you see in Beyond with the blue reconnaissance uniforms, but he wears his
original captain’s pin from the TOS-verse (the things that survive the
nexus…). He also has a collar that fans out – something I noticed he wears
in the TOS movies :). A few different things influenced Spock’s outfit. The
cowl seems more AOS-centric to me but also very Vulcanish (something I could
see the young Spock wearing). The
shoulder detail is a big part of Vulcan clothes in the TOS movies, and the rest
of the dark colored tunic is inspired by
the black outfit Spock wears in The Motion Picture. The gloves/undersleeves
were my own idea. I just think it’s a cool look and actually pretty logical
that a touch-sensitive species might have the gloves and sleeves of a shirt as
all one piece. Jim’s phaser rifle is also something I made up though I tried to
make it look kind of TOS-ish.
It was a bit of a struggle to draw Kirk Prime,
but I wanted to so badly! I feel very strongly that Jim is a handsome badass
regardless of weight or age so I really enjoyed showing that he is heavyset and
unashamed of it. He’s awesome AND cuddly. It was strange drawing Spock’s hair
as being white instead of black, but I’m quite happy with his expression. I
felt honored but sort of sad drawing Spock Prime, knowing that not only is the
beautiful Nimoy no longer with us but that Spock’s own story closes in Beyond.
I prefer to think of him as still out there, perhaps with his Jim.
A/N: I don’t know why this chapter was so hard for me to write. Like took me forever to finish it. It’s kind of a weird scene and I’m not sure everyone will like it but I really hope you do.
December arrives in an agonizingly slow pace. Besides texts and a few calls it’s been nearly a month since you’ve seen Yoongi. Part of you doesn’t want to admit that you’re actually missing him. The first time you missed him you insisted that it was only your body. Now you’re thinking you might be missing more than just the great sex.
Before heading to work this morning you glance over your calendar. Never had you focused so much on the lunar calendar. The dates are marked for the next three months when the full moon would rise. It’s hard to contain your excitement that tonight is one of them.
All of your coworkers watch you in wonder at how cheerie you are. The whole day you’re grinning ear to ear throughout your work. A shrug and blaming it on the full moon is your excuse if anyone asks about your good mood. At the end of your shift they realize it must be for something outside of work with how eager you are to leave.
It’s a quarter past eight when you start your walk home. Darkness had fallen hours ago and the moon had replaced the sun. The sight of that bright sphere prickles your skin with excitement. You keep all of your senses alert in order to catch a certain creature before he could startle you again.
When you near your front door you’re surprised to not have heard or seen anything suspicious. Perhaps he’s playing a trick on you? You walk down one more block and back just to be sure. You’re even cautious to open your door and look around one more time before going inside.
You turn on the front hallway light right away and close the door. Quietly you step further into your house after slipping out of your shoes and setting down your bag and keys. “Yoongi?” It feels stupid to call out for him like this. There’s no way he could’ve gotten in by himself.
There’s no answer besides the ticking of your wall clock and the hum of the heater. Finally you get the bright idea to check your phone. No surprise at all to see a message from Yoongi.
-Hey babe, I’m so sorry I can’t make it down there tonight. We’re busy these days filming christmas specials. Let me know if I can call you tonight.
Well that’s a real bummer. You slump into the couch with a long sigh. How stupid were you to get your hopes up like that. Why wasn’t checking your phone the first thing you did? You message him back with a frown settled deep on your face.
-It’s okay. Hope you guys are doing well. I’m home from work so call whenever.
A few minutes pass and there’s no reply. Might as well take a nice warm shower while you wait. The steam relaxes all your tense and chilled muscles and you can almost forget about your disappointment.
After drying off you check your phone again but still no reply. You slip on your robe and try to waste some time doing a face mask. Still there’s no reply even 15 minutes later. Some warm tea and a book are your last resort for waiting. That distraction finally works.
It’s nearly 11 PM and you’re three chapters into your book. The notification sound of a text startles you out of the pages. The long awaited reply finally arrives.
-You still awake?
-Still okay if I call?
The caller ID pops up right away with a video call from his laptop. You scramble to fix yourself into a flattering position before answering. The video screen settles for you to see Yoongi sitting shirtless on his bed with only the dim lighting of a desk lamp across the room.
“Hello.” You smile and give him a small wave. “Hey. Sorry it’s late.” His voice is low and groggy. You take in how stiff and flustered Yoongi looks. “It’s no trouble. I got some good reading done.” You tell him holding up your book.
A small smile graces Yoongi’s lips for a moment and he hums in response. His eyes are barely open and not entirely focused on the screen. With the hard grimace in his features you think he must be exhausted from his activities today.
There’s a long pause so you try again to strike up the conversation. “Are the boys there?” Yoongi huffs at your question. “Nah they’re all out with Tae and Hoseok like usual.” He finishes with a long sigh.
“Yoongi, you okay?” He only hums again and you’re getting worried. You try to ask if he’s sure but he speaks first. “Babe.” The word comes out in a cracked whine. His eyes open a bit wider. The fervent emotions catch your breath short. There’s no mistaking what that rich smokey gold color means.
“Are you wearing anything under that robe?” Yoongi asks. His tongue flicks out to lick his lips that are far too parched at this point. If his captivating sight wasn’t quite so bone chilling you might have laughed at his desperation. By this point you should’ve known exactly what Yoongi’s problem was.
“No. Not a single thing.” You reply in a sing-song voice. Your fingers run along the breast seam until you’re past the screen view. Yoongi’s eyes follow your hand and snap back up to your face once it’s out of view. His jaw is set tight with gritting teeth and a low growl.
“Don’t tease me love. You’ll definitely regret it.” He chastises in a tone that makes goosebumps grow along your arms. The phone distance gave you a small shred of courage that wasn’t yet stripped away. It’s his turn to chuckle at your submissive change.
“That’s a good girl. Now how about you remove that robe for me?” His words are dripping with sin. “Yes, sir.” You reply curtly. After setting your phone up against the pillow you sit up onto your knees. There’s no hesitance in your movements as you untie the sash and slip out of the plush material.
Yoongi flops back onto his bed with a long drawn out groan. He throws his other arm over his face looking honestly pained by the sight of your body bare for him. “Damn it, I’d do anything to fuck you right now. You’re so perfect.” The words draw back all the excitement you felt from earlier in the evening.
Yoongi sits back up and takes a good look at you. The cold air is starting to settle on your skin and peak your nipples. Yoongi enjoys watching your body react slowly to the temperature change.
“Poor pet must be cold like that right? Such a shame I couldn’t run my hands along your body to warm you up.” The idea sounds so good you place your own hands on your waist. You flinch at the touch from how cold your hands are. A sigh slips from the both of you as your hands drift higher to hold your breasts. Warmth comes back to you fingers as you massage the supple flesh. A small whimper leaves you after giving your nipples a pinch.
Yoongi soaks in the show you’re putting on just for him. “Do you often touch yourself like this and think of me love?” He asks. A shaky yes is given while you continue fondling your breasts. He groans again. “I bet you do. Naughty girl. I bet you must really miss me.” You nod furiously in response and he chuckles.
Faintly you can hear the rustle of fabric then he lays back down. He tilts the screen down and shifts back on the bed. It gives you the full view of his naked body. His hard cock stands straight in the air and curving upward.
Yoongi wraps his free hand around the base and glides up to the tip. He hisses at finally having some contact. “Shit, babe. I’ve been hard like this all damn day. I couldn’t wait to at least see you.” He can barely get the words out.
It’s not fair that Yoongi touches himself and you don’t. The camera turns back to his face and it takes him a minute to compose himself to speak again. “Why don’t you show me how much you miss me? I bet my good girl is so wet for me already.” He must have read your thoughts or seen the desperation in your face.
Without hesitation your knees spread apart along the bed covers and lean back on one hand to give Yoongi a better angle. Your other hand comes down your body to spread your folds. Yoongi curses again at the sight of your dripping pussy. Having him watch you has more of an effect than you thought.
“You’re so beautiful pet. Please touch yourself for me.” Yoongi coos on a staggered breath. Whether to tease him or you, your movements start out slow and barely there. Your fingertips just brush along your folds up and back down. Then you press your middle finger slowly in and back out a few times before adding your ring finger. Gradually you pick up the pace making your breath and moans follow.
The sounds Yoongi makes range from soft whimpers and moans to deep grunts and growls once he starts stroking himself in earnest. He’s leaking so much precum that his grip slides easily over his length with extra running over his knuckles. He’d love nothing more than to close his eyes and sink into the feeling but he’s too focused on the glorious view you’re giving.
Every few strokes of your fingers you press in deep and curl to try and reach your g-spot. After a while it’s just not enough anymore. Instead you move your fingers up to circle your clit. The first touch has you moaning out. The patience you had to tease is long gone.
After a few more circles you pinch the sensitive bud between your fingers and rub up and down. Still slick with your wetness your fingers can slide hard and fast. “Babe I can hear just how wet you are for me. God I wish I could feel that wrapped around me.” Yoongi talks to turn you on even more and it definitely works.
You push yourself to go faster even with a cramp growing in your wrist. The arm holding you up and your knees bent at this angle for so long are trembling and sore. They don’t seem to matter though because you’re so close that you can forget the pain.
Yoongi can see the way your thighs start to shake. In the moment you’d almost forgotten about your audience. “You gonna cum for me pet?” Yoongi uses his gravely tone to coax you. It only takes a few more strokes before your whole body is a shaking mess and you’re coming undone before him.
The look of pure bliss on your face is a powerful fuel to Yoongi’s fire. His growl turns deeper as he picks up the pace of his hand. You’re starting to settle from your high and get into a more comfortable position. That’s when Yoongi starts cursing again.
You figure he must be close but something isn’t right. His face should be cloaked in ecstasy but instead looks pained. His curses turn into deep growls as his body twists and changes into the wolf.
“Yoongi, what happened are you okay?” You ask. The wolf huffs and whines again. In the small space of the bed he begins to pace and whine loudly. You try to think what could’ve possibly happened and what the problem could be. Your mind automatically thought about dog things. Maybe he’s hungry or needs to go out? Then it clicks. Yoongi hadn’t gotten to cum before he changed.
“Poor boy didn’t get his release did he?” Yoongi openly whines at your question. He whimpers and licks over the camera. If you didn’t feel so bad it would be rather cute. You’re really not sure what you should do now or if there’s any way you can help him.
Yoongi’s incessant cries get worse before he’s gone from your sight. Through sounds alone you keep monitoring him. He’s gotten off the bed and sounds of claws scratching at wood are heard. Yoongi must be trying to get out of the room. By the scraping and cracking sounds he must be desperate enough to tear the whole house down to get out. You panic just thinking about what would happen if he did manage to escape.
“Yoongi babe. Please calm down. Come back to the bed please?” You try to convince him in a soft tone. For a moment you consider texting Jungkook for help. Yoongi might really hurt himself or someone else if he really does get out.
Yoongi goes silent for a moment and you think maybe he’s given up. That’s what you hope anyway. Your mind starts creating worse scenarios the longer the line stays quiet.
While you wait for something to happen you slip back on your robe. You’re settled and Yoongi starts whining once again. The mattress bounces and Yoongi’s back on the bed. Your breath catches at the sight of his mouth cut and bleeding slightly. He looks so pained and ragged.
He comes up the bed and you think he’s coming for the phone. Without sparing you a glance he takes one of his pillows back down to the end of the bed with him. He tucks it under his body and gives a testing buck of his hips. A low growl sounds and his ears flick back at the friction to his painful hard on.
His hips start their motion and he’s instantly enwrapped in personal pleasure. A range of emotions flip through your head. Guilt at watching shifts through pity and finally arousal. The carnal act shouldn’t be so provocative. There’s also something humbling about this great beast reduced to a panting mess humping his own pillow.
You tuck your lip between your teeth to keep back any sounds lest you disturb the moment. The rise and fall of your chest keep a half pace with Yoongi. Heavy panting breaths rack through him. Blood from the cut drips down his jowls and spots the bedding.
At last his eyes squeeze shut and his hips stutter to a stop. He pauses to collect himself before moving away from the soiled cushion. You softly gasp at the large wet spot across the pillowcase. Yoongi awkwardly sits facing away from the screen to lick himself clean.
He finishes the job quickly and comes back up the bed. The look in his eyes is a heartbreaking mix of guilt and sadness. With a loud sigh he curls up against his clean pillow and continues to look at you. After clearing your throat you speak.
“You okay? You feel better?” You ask timidly. Yoongi only huffs and rest his head on his paws. “Don’t feel too bad. I know you needed it.” Still he barely acknowledges you. For a long while the two of you stay quiet just watching each other. You knew it was getting hard to keep your eyes open but you’re not sure when the had closed for good.
In the morning you wake up to your phone stuck to your cheek. That’s when you figure you must’ve fallen asleep still on the call. You check to make sure you’d hung up and see a few messages. The first one is from Jungkook.
-What did you do with Yoongi hyung last night?
The second ones are from Yoongi himself.
-Wow. I’m so embarrassed.. I won’t blame you if you never talk to me again.
Naturally you message Yoongi back first.
-Don’t be embarrassed. It was really your only option.
Then you message Jungkook.
-Well how much do you already know?
Jungkook actually messages back first.
-I know we came home this morning to Yoongi asleep with blood and cum all over his pillow and a huge chunk missing in his door. Also with his computer open to a video call with you fast asleep.
-Then you can put the pieces together I think.
-You were having video call sex and something went terribly wrong?
-Yea pretty much.
-Ew. You guys are really so nasty.
Poor Jungkook was really the victim here. Having to be caught between his friends love affaire and cleaning up their messes. Part way through your conversation Yoongi had answered so now you could focus on his messages.
-What have I done to deserve you? Such an angel.
-I don’t think angels enjoy watching wolves fuck their pillows.
-You actually enjoyed it? Yea definitely not an angel then.
-If it makes you feel better then yes I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
The rest of the day you pass the time idly texting with both boys until they have a schedule.
This is for everyone who is part of this epic journey. Whether it took you ten years or ten days it doesn’t matter because this little show has bought so many of us together. A huge thanks to the cast, crew and all of you for making me feel like part of something. Let’s hope the SPN family grows and continues to be there for each other for many years to come ♥
My dear anon who wanted some possessive Jack, I am so sorry it took this long but here you go! Hope you enjoy :D
•Whenever Jack and Ralph go out in public, Jack likes to make sure that everyone knows the golden boy is HIS
•He always has an arm around Ralph’s shoulders, or waist, and when that isn’t happening he’s holding Ralph’s hand
•Neither of them are self conscious about this or feel like they need to hide it
•They’re both okay, eager even, with showing off their love for each other
•Of course this doesn’t stop the occasional person from hitting on Ralph. Usually it’s nothing more than just a comment here or there, as most are too hesitant to initiate a conversation or contact
•Ralph is conventionally attractive in nearly every way possible; eyes just can’t help but to be drawn toward him
•But since he’s with Jack 95% of the time he’s out, most people don’t dare try anything
•Jack has a bit of a…reputation, around town
•Not many people are willing to mess with him, and even less are willing to approach Ralph because of this
•However there are still a handful of people that don’t know about Ralph and Jack
•One night when they were out at a bar, Jack left Ralph for a little to go grab more money from his car
•He’d been gone for only a minute when another man approached Ralph, reeking of liquor and with a dull gleam in his eyes
•He sat down a little too close for comfort and offered to buy Ralph a drink
•Ralph refused and casually scooted away a little
•The man just moved toward him though, drunkenly commenting about how beautiful Ralph was
•Ralph told the man to leave him alone, and stood up to get away when the man reached for him
•The drunk stood up as Ralph did, towering over him and gripping his arm tightly
•And then someone from behind Ralph cleared their throat loudly
•Jack was standing there, eyes narrowed and arms crossed. He stepped forward and undid his arms so they fell to his sides, his hands clenched in fists
•The drunken man became suddenly sober as Jack placed himself between him and Ralph, the redhead standing up straighter to make himself seem taller and broader
•The man began stammering, swearing to Jack that he didn’t know Ralph was with him
•Jack just pushed him back and told him never to come near Ralph again
•Everyone in the bar was staring at this point, all wondering what would happen to the pour soul who messed with Jack
•Ralph came over from behind and placed a gentle hand on Jack’s arm, saying they should just leave
•Jack insisted on teaching this guy a lesson though
•Not really in the mood for a bar fight, Ralph grabbed Jack’s hand and gave him his best pleading look (he really just wanted to go home, and he knew he could guilt Jack into doing so if he had to)
•Jack sighed and turned back to the man, saying that if and when he catches him around town, he’s gonna get what he should have gotten tonight
•Then Ralph and Jack silently leave the bar, Jack’s firm hand on the small of Ralph’s back
•The entire town knew about the incident by morning, and no one ever thought of trying anything on Ralph again
•The last thing anyone wanted was to get into a bar fight with Jack Merridew
Are requests still open? O: I know you've got a lot right now (take your time, if anyone complains then theyre, pardon my language, /fuckin rude ass people/) but if you end up getting to it at some point in this lifetime, may I have a short request to their gf saying she'll share her peanut m&m's with them? (This probably sounds really strange but I don't share my peanut m&m's with /anyone/ they're like drugs to me I swear, and I don't tend to eat many sweets either but they're an exception lol)
This made me laugh so hard but also made me super happy like you don’t even understand xD I know this took forever and I’m sorry I hope you like it~
Gifs aren’t mine
SEOKJIN: Seokjin was actually really touched that you would share something that you loved so much with him - especially if that something was food. He’d tell everyone that would listen that he got to eat some of your favorite food and they didn’t, a wide smile on his face the entire time.
YOONGI: Yoongi tried to act very nonchalant about the whole thing, but the gummy smile on his face as he savored the food you’d given him gave away how he really felt, though he didn’t really care that you knew; he didn’t mind if you teased him so long as you continued sharing with him.
HOSEOK: Hoseok was almost giddy as you offered him some of your favorite food, nearly forgetting the food completely as he beamed at you and told you he loved you over and over again. He would eventually take the food from you, popping it into his mouth and eating it like there was no tomorrow.
NAMJOON: Namjoon loved that you were offering your favorite food to him, but he didn’t want to take it from you if it made you so happy. So, instead, he acted jokingly disgusted by the food, scoffing and saying he didn’t like them; it made you laugh, and you got to eat all of what made you so happy, so it was a win-win for both of you.
JIMIN: Jimin actually was touched that you would share your favorite food with him, but he was going to over-dramatisize his reaction; he would act over-the-top as he “graciously” accepted the food from you, only to laugh and mutter a sincere thanks before eating what you’d given him.
TAEHYUNG: Taehyung would assure you that you didn’t have to offer him any of your food, especially since it was your favorite, but he’d take what you’d offered and eat it before you could try to take it back, not wanting to miss his chance at eating the food that you loved so much.
JUNGKOOK: Jungkook would end up making a joke about the whole thing, pretending to get flustered as he took a step back and asked if you were sure that you were ready for that step in the relationship. Of course, he’d snatch the food from you before you could take it back, grinning all the while.
Everyone and the bitty bones au have such unique tweaks to their babies that I just love seeing them all and get the cutest ideas depending on how they interact with their ‘mammas’ or ‘papas’ so I’ll be writing a few that hopefully correspond well with the muse or blog owner from evidence of their bond through art work. First up is sweet cutie soft bones with @dinogirl69. hope it fits, if not, well damn, I gave it a shot.
The mornings usually weren’t always the favorite part of your day. You like sleep, sleep is Fucking amazing. now though…it’s different. There’s someone very special with you now. He’s small, sometimes hard to find during a game, but always around when you need him.
He makes the mornings so much more bearable. He wakes you softly after he’s woken up himself, usually nestled in your warm palm close to your head or clutched to your chest. Your fingers around him make him feel safe and loved, he’s told you before, sometimes he tells you more than once a day even! He’s such a cutie in his moon themed pajamas.
Softy is usually very careful how he wakes you up. Knowing you aren’t fond of mornings, he likes waking you up slowly and as gently as he can. Softy usually pushes against your cheeks gently, rubbing his phalanges over the curves of your face, under your eyes if he can reach up that high when he’s snuggled, under your chin too.
It’s the best way to wake up you think. You’re often curled up in your partners arms and chest, and to have softy there, sleepy smile visible with half open eyes appearing in his sockets, you find yourself thinking morning isn’t so boring. You love your soft bones. He’s so affectionate that when you pepper his skull with morning kisses and snuggles, he does the same in his own way. Sometimes when he can’t grab your cheek and push his teeth against your 'nose’ or lips for a kiss, he will cling to your finger or hand as tight as he can, greeting you with love and an expected yawn.
Breakfast is exactly the same. Softy is with you nearby, like always, either in your hand as you get your morning ritual done, or he’s on the table waiting patiently for you to sit down and talk with him about anything. You talk about dreams you both have, or silly things, plans for the day, which include naps, and even games. Softy is surprisingly good with cards when you play whilst waiting for your coffee to brew. Softy often will peak inside your mug, ask what’s in it or ask to smell what it is that you’re always drinking. He comments it looks dark and strange but it has a nice smell. You wonder how it is he smells without a nose but it doesn’t bother you so you don’t ask. When softy is being especially curious and cute you let him have a small sip of your coffee.
Mornings are usually followed up with play dates if you can find a good day for someone. Taxx is the most frequent person to have over for fun. They have their own sweetie, his name is cherry, you love seeing him and so does softy. When softy isn’t attached to you he can be found with cherry wherever he is. Cherry has anxiety and doesn’t always feel his best. He can get upset easily, softy is usually there to console him if Taxx isn’t there to get to him first. Taxx is such a wonderful 'mamma’ you think. They’re attentive to cherry, you can admire that.
Time for naps! You both think those are great. To you naps are the most fun time with softy. Softy always falls asleep first. This is the time you take to admire the small snoozing skeleton. He doesn’t wake up easy every time he naps and you find this very lucky because you like to look at him while he sleeps. You note he furrows his brow when he dreams, makes awkward little groans or moans during whatever it is he’s dreaming of. Talking to him is funny because of its a good day softy will respond to you back, completely immersed in sleep.
When the occasional bad day comes along softy is particularly clingy. It’s an occasional nightmare. He’ll come to you with tears spilling out of his sockets, some type of dribble coming out of his 'nose.’ He begs for attention, some form of loving contact so he can feel better. You never deny him because you love him and seeing him afraid hurts you just as terribly, like someone is stomping upon your very soul. You clutch him to your chest, giving him nuzzles and kisses alike all over his skull, his neck vertebrae and even his ribs. Where his heart would be had he any organs. You hear him talk about what scary thing crawled into his mind during sleep, you assure him something that horrible would never happen so long as you lived.
You’d protect him, he’s your precious soft bones after all. You repeatedly tell him you’ll always love him, followed with even more affections and strokes of your fingers. You want him to feel safe again, easy instead of unnerved, whatever way you can do it you will. After calming down softy is close to you as per usual, just the air is different. You could be heard humming now and then, stroking your finger over his cheek bone as he listens, soothed. It will be alright. He will be safe because you cherish your soft bones very much and you would do everything and anything to make him happy and feel safe.
He’s your soft bones, you’re his 'momma/papa.’ Here like this, together, you promise yourself and him that he will not go a day where he doesn’t feel loved. Softy likes sleeping very close to your neck and face after a nightmare. He likes the sound of your gentle breathing, he’s said it reminds him you’re alive and you’re there with him. He’d cry out for a long time if you weren’t there one day. He’d be alone and sad. There’s simple pleasure in small actions that softy favors about you, you’re the same way.
You’re soft bones is the best soft bones, you think to yourself, of course with others around other 'mammas’ obviously would disagree but who cares what they think. To you your softy is the sweetest in the world and nobody can compare. Without even trying he carved a spot for himself in your heart and had decided he would nap there forever. Whether you accepted it or not. You were trapped already the first time you saw him, you never stood a chance. Who cares though, it was a win win situation.
Your soft bones is the sweetest soft bones.
“I’ll always love you, softy.” Infy pulled their knees up to their chest, smiling own at, softy, as he snoozed. There’s just so much peace in his sleeping face. “My sweet softy.” Infy, kisses his skull, humming quietly until they fell asleep in blissful company.
Finally finished! I’m sorry it took so long, I know a lot of you are probably asleep, but I said I would post it now so here it is. This was the a very cheesy and mushy one shot, but I felt like we needed that right now after all of the interviews, and throwbacks. I hope everyone understands everything, I know I change POV and hop in and out of flashbacks quicker than the speed of light, haha! But I really hope y’all enjoyed it, even though there wasn’t really a theme or an event in the one shot, just random little moments. Feedback is appriciated:) And thank you so much to those who got excited to read it <3
“Babe, please come here for a second” I said to Justin as I sat down on the couch, looking out at the beach. It was so beautiful, the silky blue water, windy palm trees and the soft sand was mesmerizing to look at.
After a while Justin came out from the bathroom in only his boxes which made me laugh a little. “What, you told me to come.” He teased as he sat down next to me putting his hand on my thigh before looking at me.
I kissed his cheek quickly before getting off of the couch. “Hey come back here.” He said as he patted the space next to him. “I will.” I replied “After I put on this.”
“What’s that?” He questioned. “They finally sent us our wedding video.” I smiled as I put the DVD in the video player before sitting back down next to Justin as he wrapped his arms around me. He didn’t reply instantly, instead he kissed me before mumbling “Let’s see how much we actually cried then.” Which made me laugh.
We were currently on our honeymoon in the Maldives after getting married two weeks ago. I can’t believe I had been married to my best friend for two weeks already.
We were only a few minutes into the video and I saw that Selena was already in tears. I kissed her cheek before wiping her tears, as she giggled at her silliness.
I smiled to myself as I watched the moments before we saw each other for the first time at the alter.
- Flashback -
“Why are you crying?” I asked my grandfather as he stepped through the doors. He wiped his tears before replying “I was just saying hello to Selena and she looked so beautiful. You have no idea, she’s absolutely stunning.” He finished which brought tears to my eyes.
“I can’t wait to see her.” He smiled as I gave him a hug.
"You have definitely found the one.“ He said to me and I couldn’t help but smile, nothing made me happier than hearing that even though I knew I had, all along.
- End of flashback -
I turned back to the TV and I was standing at the alter at this point. The doors slowly opened and Selena entered.
I looked at Selena next to me and she had tears in her eyes and when I saw her walk down the isle on the video I couldn’t help but tear up myself. She looked so gorgeous, I can’t even put it into words how she makes me feel.
I hugged her close to my body as she put her head on my shoulder as we watched the rest of the video.
"Well that was quite something, wasn’t it.” I laughed as I wiped my tears once the video ended. “It sure was.” Justin replied as he did the same.
We looked at each other with red puffy eyes and both of us started to crack up at the sight.
“But for real though” Justin started. “Asking you to become my wife was the best decision I’ve ever made and will ever make.”
I looked at him and I saw the rawness in his words. He was so calm and confident. I smiled at him as I stared into his hazel brown eyes. “I love you. So much” I uttered before closing the gap between our lips.
Justin wrapped one of his hands around my waist as the other one rested against my cheek, holding me close. We were about to deepen the kiss when Justin snatched out of it and got off of me.
“What’s wrong?” I questioned as I looked at him, walking into our bedroom.
“I’ll be out in a minute gorgeous.” I replied before going through my luggage. I walked back into the room with a paper note and sat down next to Selena. “This is for you.”
Selena took the note from me before asking “What’s this?”
“What you see on top is what I wrote after meeting you for the first time.” I said as I pointed. Selena began to read it out loud. “Life goal: Ask Selena Gomez on a date.”
She scrunched up her nose as she giggled. “You’re so cute.”
“Read the next one.” I replied. "It’s what I wrote after our first date.“
"New life goal: ask Selena Gomez to marry me.” She read out loud before looking at me with tears in her eyes. “You knew already then?”
“I’ve always known.” I replied and that’s all it took for more tears to fall down her face. “I didn’t mean for you to cry silly.” I giggled as she hugged me close.
“I love you so much.” She mumbled as she kissed my neck.
“I love you too, more than you can imagine.”
- - - Selena’s POV
- Flashback -
It is October 1st 2010. Selena and Justin has just been out to dinner to catch up and Selena came home with Justin to watch a movie.
“I’m cold.” I whispered as I tucked the blanket around me as I sat in the chair while Justin was laying on the couch. Justin motioned for me to stand up and I did before he opened his arms, motioning for me to lay down. I laid down on top of him as he wrapped the blanket around us, resting his hands on my back.
Lately we’ve been doing things which indicated we were more than friends. Small kisses on the cheek, cuddle sessions, long hugs and lingering looks. I was falling for her, I was falling for my best friend.
I have been building up the courage to ask her out for over a year now, this had to be the perfect timing. She was nuzzled into my neck, on top of me. I had nothing to lose.
“Sel.” I said nervously.
“Yeah?” She questioned as she continued to watch the movie. “Would you go on a date with me sometime?” I mumbled quietly.
She didn’t answer for a few seconds.
She raised her head to look at me before replying “I’d love to.”
- End of flashback -
“Do you remember that?” I questioned Selena who was laying on top of me. “Of course I do, I remember wanting to kiss you right there and then.” She giggled as she wrapped her hands around my neck.
“You should have, I was so nervous.” I replied laughing. “I remember wanting to put my hands under the blanket so I could hug you tighter, but I was too scared you’d freak out.” I stated.
“I definitely wouldn’t have, I don’t know if you were aware of this back then, but I was falling more and more in love with you every time we were together.” She said through her smile.
I smiled back at her before connection our lips.
“Now you’re stuck with me forever.” I smirked. “And nothing could make me happier.” She replied before kissing me deeply.
There has been so many ups and downs in our relationship and there has been so many times were I thought we wouldn’t make it, but we did. 8 years ago I met my best friend and now I’m married to her. I get to wake up to her smile every single day. I’m the only person in the world who gets to call Selena my wife, and nothing could make me more proud. People said we wouldn’t last, they said we weren’t meant to be, we were just a fling. We were too young for love, they said. We weren’t. Through the ups and downs, there has always been one thing that has stayed the same: my love for Selena, and that’ll never change.
This is a so-very-late Christmas present for the lovely @rainteaanddragons. I’m sorry it took so long, Anna! I hope you like it :)
Based on a soul mate AU where everyone is born with heterochromatic eyes, the right one is your own eye colour and the left is the colour of your soul mate. When you meet, your left eye becomes it’s true colour.
“Oi, Flame Brain!” The customer snarled on the other end of the line. “This is taking forever! I called to get your assistance fixing my PS4. Are you gonna figure this out or not?!”
Natsu rolled his eyes, fingers rubbing small circles on his temples. “I am trying, sir.” He gritted out as politely as possible through his teeth.
“Well, nothing you’ve said so far has been very helpful!” He snapped.
‘This prissy little shit, I swear…’ He let out a sharp breath. “Have you tried turning it off and turning it back on?”
His coworker cackled in the middle of her service call, clamping her hand over mouth to stifle the noise.
“Are you fucking kidding me.” It wasn’t even a question. He sounded just as fed up as Natsu was.
His brow twitched. “Please watch your language, sir.”
“If you call me sir one more time, I swear to god.”
“I’m sorry if it bothers you, sir.” Natsu blurted out of habit. Something akin to a growl rumbled through his headset. “Shit! I mean, crap. Sorry… uh… mister?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake. Are you deaf or just plain stupid?”
That was it. “Okay, I’ve had enough of your bullshit!” He finally bit back. “You are the rudest customer I’ve ever fucking had and that’s saying something because I get a lot of calls from spoiled mama’s boys.”
The dark haired woman seated in the booth next to his gaped at him as if he’d gone mad. Who knows? Maybe he had. This customer was driving him up the frigging wall.
After weeks of hard work, I finally finished these! they’re skins for Genji and Hanzo based off of their dragons from the animated short dragons because I felt the in-game skin called dragon for hanzo wasn’t fitting enough~ I also felt like doing my own skins for fun like everyone else has been doing!
these took FOREVER because i put way too much detail into their skins as possible then took more ages to shade them as much as possible.. at least to the best of my abilities. so here they are!
couple of things to point out too: hanzo’s mustache part of his beard is dragon whiskers, and genji’s kanji I changed to say ‘green dragon’ (at least I hope it does, i looked it up best i could)
(please don’t repost or use w/o permission, and leave my description; thanks!)
Summary: This was requested by an
anon. It looks as if I deleted my request when I started working on the story,
but the main point is that the reader is hypoglycemic, and Sam and Dean don’t
know, so she passes out.
Word Count: 850
A/N: Sorry this took forever to get
out! I hope everyone likes it. Remember guys, this isn’t my story. The
wonderful Stanton wrote a good bit of this. You can follow him at @thelegendssaymore (fuck u Stanton) Also, I’m still looking for helpers! As always,
thanks for reading, love y’all, and goodnight!
Dean slams his face into the
keyboard, groaning in frustration.
Do. This,” he spits out.
about a dinner break?” you pipe up. If it wasn’t the fact that Sam has been
tapping his foot and humming for the past hour, it would be that this is the
fourth time Dean has slammed his face into his keyboard tonight. Clearly, they needed a break, and it
wouldn’t hurt your feelings to take one either. All you’ve been doing is
thumbing through the same book for the past three hours.
right now,” Sam interrupted from across the room. “Dean and I have got to
finish this stuff.”
of you have spent the last seventeen hours in the same hotel room with the same
full sized beds and the same hostile feeling in the air.
I really think we should get some dinner. It’s pretty late.”
let me finish this page,” Sam, who was currently buried under a pile of books,
insisted. “We’ve got to find out what the hell is causing this.”
in frustration, you throw yourself backwards onto the bed. You check your watch
and begin to worry. It’s been four hours since you’ve last eaten and you could
feel yourself getting more lightheaded by the minute.
to where the boys were working, you peek over Dean’s shoulder. “What could have
them this hooked?” you thought. It must be a new monster.
caught you looking at his screen and turned away.
What am I supposed to do? You won’t let me get food for us, and now I can’t
even help with the case! Please, can we go eat now?”
this minute, Y/N. I’ve seriously got to finish this,” Sam’s hand ran through his
your watch again, you make your way to the fridge. You’ve got to find something to eat. It’s not good for you
to go long periods of time without food.
People like Sam and Dean are lucky, you
thought. They don’t have to deal with
this hypoglycemic bullshit. Flinging open the fridge, you sign in
frustration. Nothing. The same as
really hungry. Can we please go get
something?” The only response you got was the ticking of fingers hitting the
keyboard. “Dean? What about you? Come on, let me go get some food. Let me
borrow the Impala for a while.”
eyes bore through yours and in an almost animal like manner, he growled, “no
one touches baby.”
from this argument with your hands raised, you spun to Sam for some more luck.
shushed you and frantically answered his ringing phone. “Yello? Yeah. No, but I
think I read about it a minute ago. One minute; I’m putting the phone down and
going to get the file.”
made one last attempt. “You two, listen here. If one of you doesn’t either give
me the keys or drive me to get some food, I’m walking out of that door and I’m
not coming back.” Dean snickered, no doubt convinced you were bluffing. Sam, on
the other hand, took you seriously.
Y/N. I promise, as soon as I’m done with this call, we’ll go,” Sam reassures
you pout like a little child.
I’ve found it. It looks as if…” Sam went on for at least half an hour with monster this and death that. You figured the end of the conversation had to be near,
and the last thing you needed was to interrupt him and make him take longer.
can’t say I’ve-“ was the last thing you heard before you blacked out.
Dean slowly reaised his eyes and
met Sam’s. “Did you- did you hear that?”
you didn’t respond the boys realized where you were.
god! She’s passed out, probably dehydrated, Dean! We need to call an ambulance,”
Sam was frantic. He was checking your pulse and the elasticity of your skin. After
declaring that you were in fact, alive, he went to reach for his phone.
no. We can’t be seen in the hospital. We just made the Most Wanted List like
four days ago. Give me five minutes to call Cas and see what to do?” Dean
minutes. That’s it.”
uh, Cas? We kind of need you. We’re um- well, Y/N is-“
here; what’s wrong?” Castiel was on the other side of the bed, hovering over
know. We turned around, and here she was, out cold,” Dean told Castiel everything
let’s see,” Castiel laid his hand on your hand. “Have you tried pizza? Or a
come on! This is serious. You can goof around when our Y/N isn’t unconscious. What’s going on?”
hypoglycemic, and she’s just blacked out. She’ll be up in a minute ” Castiel
was beginning to walk away when Dean calls after him. “Wait! Cas, speak
hungry. Give her some pizza or something, you little shit.”
OKAY IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO DO BUT I FINALLY FINISHED MY TAYLOR COSTUME FOR OCT 3 IN TORONTO & IT WAS 100% INSPIRED BY THE BLANK SPACE VIDEO, I WAS OBSESSED WITH THE PART WHERE TAYLOR ATE THE CANDY HEART SO I REVOLVED MY COSTUME AROUND THAT BY SHAPING THE PIECES LIKE HEARTS, THEN THE CROWN WAS JUST PERFECT BC OF “You’re the King baby I’m your Queen”, ON EACH HEART THERE IS DIFFERENT LYRICS FROM BLANK SPACE AND I’LL BE IN SECTION B14 ROW 5 SEAT 5, ANYWAYS TOO STOKED FOR THIS & I HOPE EVERYONE ELSE HAS A GREAT TIME AT THE SHOW ALSO 💗💗💗 taylorswift
Okay so this wasn’t suppose to happen. I was going to make this for when I a) hit 4k (so close yet so far tbh I) or b) save this for either xmas or new years but???? I’m impatient so here it is!!!!! This is follow forever and thank you for putting up with my mess, craziness, hoe-ness, and etc because let’s be real, the hell is wrong with me. Also, this took longer to make because I actually made categories and you can only imagine the fun I had trying to put everyone in order.
side note: I follow like 500+ so I am so so so sorry if I didn’t put you in here ;-; It was a nightmare trying to organize this so I hope you understand. I still love you all and I’m underserving of someone as kind as you. blogroll
Hey everyone~ I finally hit my goal. <3 I’m so sorry I took a month’s break but I’ll be back very very soon! And while I was gone I put this together. :3 I actually have almost 600 followers now so its a bit late and its nothing too great but…this is my first follow forever. I wish I could have made something more spectacular so I hope this is alright. ; w ;
I put most of what I wanted to say up there but thank you so much again. :’) <3 You guys are always so supportive and nice to me. I really love you fairies. <33
(A/N) Wow, this took forever to do! I haven’t posted something of my own for some time now; feels good to make something! Hope you all like it ~
I’d love some feedback! Tell me which job you see them doing the most. Request box is also open; I do many other groups ~ Mika
Dance Instructor – He’d have so many people sign up for his classes! Who wouldn’t want this hunk to teach them some moves? If anyone has trouble learning the steps, he gives them one on one time. His instructions are clear and he teaches at an average pace, but it seems like everyone in the studio needs his help.
Firefighter – A lot of physical labor is involved, but it’s nothing he can’t handle. Whether it's saving people from a burning building or simply rescuing a kitty from a tree, he feels content knowing he’s made a difference. Mmmh ~ Shownu in a firefighter uniform…
Farmer – A simple career for a simple man. He spends his days working the fields and taking care of his animals, shirtless of course. He enjoys the peace and quiet.
Physical Education Teacher / Coach – Oh Boy! Everyone at the school would love him! Not only is he handsome, but he also has a big heart. He plays with all the younger children on the playground. If one of them needs a playmate, he is there; no one is allowed to feel lonely! He also coaches several sports team. It’s hard to give up when you see him rooting for you with all his might, a big goofy smile on his face.
Mechanic – You’d get your car checked more often if he was your mechanic. Watching him work shirtless so diligently, people often obligated to give him a big tip. An oil mark on his cheek is common and makes him all the more attractive.
Actor – He doesn’t understand why he always has to be the main love interest. Has so many fans and loves each and every one of them.
Day-care Worker – Oh my gosh, he’s practically a child himself! Minhyuk is an excellent caretaker; he loves every baby and toddler that comes through the door as if they are his own. He makes them the cutest and most nutritious snacks nutella cookies. He uses his soothing voice to lull them to sleep when it is nap time. His favorite games to play are house and dinosaur. So many single parents have proposed to him. Mmmh ~ Minhyuk in an apron, looking all house husband like.
Pet Groomer – Your dog probably loves him more than you. He gives them major cuddles and tons of walkies. It’s hard for him to let them go. Why you take his doggos?
Nurse – He mainly works with newborns and sick children. He brings the bedridden kids balloons and stuffed animals and sometimes sneaks them candy. He also distracts them from their pain and sorrows by singing and reading to them. Multiple families have told him that he is an angel.
Cosmetologist – Prepare to look amazing! He will not let you walk out of his salon until you do. You want that haircut? Oh no no no! He’s already picked out the best one for you. You want clear and radiant skin? No problem! Just buy his handcrafted beauty products. Everyone is a masterpiece in his eyes; he just has to bring their beauty out.
Bartender – He’s that one sassy bartender that has your back. He listens to all your problems and rants. He gives you water instead of pouring you another shot of alcohol. He protects you from creeps. He orders you a taxi cab home. He is just very reliable.
Music Teacher – You’ll be able to hit every high note once he’s done with you. He is strict and only accepts the most dedicated students to invest in. His cold facade melts away once he sees his pupils perform on stage though; their success gives him such utter joy, that he can’t help but adore them.
Model – Such a pretty boy. Don’t be surprised when you see him walking down the runway or on the cover of a magazine. He is tired of receiving lipstick commercial offers.
Photographer – He takes pictures of the strangest things and yet each photo is breath-taking. Like, he will literally snap a pic of a trashcan and it will spark a full blown discussion of its symbolism and beauty online. When he’s not adding to his personal collection, he takes pictures for weddings and magazines. Follow him on instagram
Waiter – You better believe he’d look good in a black button down. To Hyungwon, working at a restaurant is a piece of cake. He only has to be his courteous and charming self. His long limbs make it easier to balance plates too. To top it all off, he receives numerous phone numbers written on napkins with generous tips daily. He throws the numbers away.
Café Owner – Welcome to Joohoney Café ~ He serves the best coffee and pastries. Everything is fresh like his rap. Very calming atmosphere. Complement him at the counter to see his killer dimples and aegyo.
Senior Center Worker – Have you seen how respectful he is to his elders? This sweetheart is so patient and kind. He constantly checks on all the grandpas and grandmas at the center. He also doesn’t mind watching dramas and playing board games with them.
Florist – His flowers are of the highest quality. Rival flower shops can’t figure out his secret to growing such magnificent vegetation its his mixtape, it makes them grow. He won’t admit it, but he gives the elderly and youth discounts on bouquets. Also has Joohoney bees to help him with pollination.
Doctor – He has all the patients swooning. You wouldn’t believe how many healthy people come in for an appointment. Even the nurses can’t help but stare at him. Ha! He makes everyone sick – Love Sick! But jokes aside, he takes his job very seriously. He actually studies his paperwork thoroughly and strives to provide the best care for his patients. Mmmh ~ Changkyn in a white doctor coat…
Detective – No mystery is left unsolved. He is a master of disguise. The cases he tackles are thrilling and fun. You can find him wandering the back alley ways at night, looking for clues….and eating donuts.
Librarian – When he’s not re-organizing books or checking them in and out for people, he sits behind the desk and writes lit lyrics reads. He likes to give out handmade bookmarks.