hey don’t subscribe to “simply_kenna” on youtube. i’ve been subscribed to her for a few months because i liked her style of videos but after watching a few of her q&a’s it’s become apparent that she has extremely problematic tendencies, and when people point out those things and ask her not to do them, she mocks them. lately, she’s gotten into bts and she’s very vocal about shipping the members together. also, she calls herself a fujoshi and she clearly fetishizes gay men. she claims to be a buddhist and there’s proof of her shutting down people who try to fix the way she views buddhism, including telling buddhists to “let that go and move on from it” in regards to their oppression. idk, everything about her is kinda gross, and i don’t want people to be misled by her aesthetics and nice personality. she’s very misinformed and doesn’t let herself be taught by her subscribers.
au where jeongguk is on the train home, and it has been a long day. he has had a full day of classes and he just finished his shift at the library and really, he’s ready to go home and sleep. just as he is about to doze off, he sees something bright flash past. jerking upright, he peers out of the window and sees the bright ball of light land in the grassy field beside the next station. and really, it’s not even his stop, he should just pretend that he didn’t see anything and keep going, but then he remembers the cats he sometimes sees when he walks past the field and he groans. when the train pulls to a stop, he hops out and hurries towards the light. honestly, he doesn’t know what to expect, but the last thing he expects to see is a boy curled up on the grass, surrounded by glowing shards of rock, with only a thin yellow blanket wrapped around him.
“gukkie!! that thing just beeped at me help!!” “what just be- oh. oh. it’s okay, nothing’s wrong it’s just telling you that the food is warm now!”
If requests are open, could you make a jughead x fem Reader where he never asked what her real name was (everyone just calls her by a nick name and has been doing so for years.) and when he finally figures it out and calls her by that name, the reader falls in love with the way it sounds when he says it. Sorry if it’s confusing, I just thought it’d be cute :)
Y/N/N = Your Nick Name
Y/N = Your (real/full) Name
L/N = Your Last Name
I loved this idea so much! I hope you like the way I wrote it!
The first time it was brought up was at the diner. You sat next to Jughead, and the two of you were sitting across from Betty and Veronica. You all were sharing stories from your childhoods, including Jughead, when it finally got to you.
“Y/N/N, did you ever have a nickname?” You smiled at Veronica, who had admitted a few of her own embarrassing nicknames.
“Y/N/N,” you replied, sipping at your milkshake.
“What,” Jughead asked and you laughed while turning to face him.
“Y/N/N is my nickname,” you said, but he still looked confused, “I’ve gone by Y/N/N my whole life. Even my parents use it rather than my actual name.”
“No, I get that,” he said, meeting your eyes, “but what’s your real name?” Veronica raised an eyebrow and Betty let out a laugh. “You’ve been best friends with Y/N/N for how long, and yet you still don’t know her full name?” Jughead squinted his eyes at Veronica and you let out a small giggle. “Now I have to know,” he said, turning to face you, but you just stared at him. “You’re a smart, independent, young man,” you said, causing Jughead to smile at you, “you can figure it out.” Betty rolled her eyes, “stop flirting you two, we’re trying to be nostalgic.” You felt a blush creep up onto your cheeks and with a glance at Jughead, you saw he was blushing too.
The second time it was brought up was at your locker door. School had ended and you were grabbing your jacket and text book out of your locker. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Jughead walking towards you, looking annoyed.
“What’s up Juggie,” you asked as he leaned against the lockers next to yours.
“So I went to the library during my free period,” he said and you started to close your locker door.
“Sounds adventurous,” you said, looking up and smiling at him.
“Ha! Very funny,” he said, “I went there looking to check out some yearbooks. When I asked for them she said, and I quote, ‘they’ve all been checked out.’”
You gave him a smug smile, “Hmm, how strange.” He nodded, “isn’t it?”
oneshot with Yoongi. like he had a super bad day cause he couldn’t finish a song or smtg and u just wanted to talk to him and give him some food because he’s been hours locked in his studio and he lashes out at you. But super fluffy at the end?
AN - I changed the original request a little bit, I hope it’s okay ~ The idea of Yoongi actually lashing out at anyone is so heartbreaking though… I hope you enjoy -Kaitlin
Genre: Angst | Fluff Members: Yoongi x Reader Word count: 2,894
After a hard day of laughing at our bard’s failure to roll anything significant, it was time to clean up and head home. In doing so, we discovered that he had a few extra papers lying around. It turns out he was making backup characters.
A/N : Hello~! Sorry it took me so long to post another imagine, I was in a writer’s rut. But besides that how many of you guys saw the IT remake yet? I just watched it now too long along and let me tell you, it was goood. I liked it so much, I’m writing an imagine for it haha xD so in a way it inspired me
- How Y/N began to be friends with Bill and the loser’s club. (A little background/prequel to the imagine I have planned.)-
Word Count : 1583
The sudden chorus of rattling lockers near you caught you off guard as you were putting some books away.
“Hey there B-B-Bill, still looking for your dead brother?” You heard and without needing to look, you already knew who it was.
Henry Bowers and his goons were harassing Bill Denbrough again but by the looks of it, Bill wasn’t going to take it sitting down this time.
Summary: However this ends, he’s a fool if he does nothing or a fool if he gives into the sweetness of temptation.
Author’s Note: I’m glad I’m finally done with this story. I had debated on a while on how far to take this. But I’m glad that I decided to push the envelope and go all the way with the smut. Enjoy!
Nights like this were always innocent.
They would curl up under the covers of her bed and watch movies until they both fell asleep. Suspicions never rose when they spent hours together behind her bedroom door; often times it wouldn’t open until the early hours of the morning and it was time for Isaac to leave so he could head home to get ready for school. It was entirely innocent…until it wasn’t. Her parents should have expected that it would turn out that way eventually.
The night starts out like every other one. They had watched two movies and thirty minutes into the third (some French film remake with an obscenely long title), she was sound asleep. The movie was a thriller; it was on the subtler side but the heroine was hot and that kept his attention mostly.
Then there was a sex scene. Of course there was a sex scene. Not that he was complaining too much. The guy okay looking, but seeing the actress naked, enjoying being eaten out, being thrust into from behind—the whole scene made his cock twinge with desire.
Isaac feels a shift beside him. Looking down, he sees [Name] burrowing herself further into the covers of her bed. Lying on her side with one arm tucked under the pillow and her legs pulled towards her stomach, she looked like an angel. She looked so peaceful (and not his girl) and there was a desire in his blood to touch her. It should never have been a thought that entered his mind. It was wrong. She was his friend and asleep, and he was turned on by a movie. He should have just gone to bathroom to jack off. Isaac licks his lips as his eyes travel across her sleeping form.
Victor was most likely an only child and is probably starving for a big family, so when he decides to bring it up to Yuuri he spends an afternoon practicing what he’s going to say. He wears a track into the floor from pacing the living room, Makkachin half-watching from where she’s curled up on the couch, and he never manages to say what he wants to say. It changes with each practice, which means he fumbles every single time, and every iteration is worse than the last. Finally, he plants his feet down so hard that he might actually grow roots, throws his shoulders back, and shouts, “YUURI KATSUKI I LOVE YOU AND I WANT TO BUY A BIG HOUSE AND HAVE 900 BABIES WITH YOU.”
And Yuuri, who–unbeknownst to Victor–has been home this entire time, pokes his head out of the study and, mouth twisted in amusement, says, “Want to be a little more realistic?”
After a long, thoughtful pause, Victor tries, “60 babies.”
“Two,” Yuuri says, flatter than the soda that Victor left open on the kitchen counter a week ago. The soda that Yuuri hasn’t touched to prove a point. A point that’s obviously been missed. “We can have two.”
Because Yuuri’s seen what three children can do, and neither of them have Takeshi’s patience or Yuuko’s apparent death wish.
Can I do zens reaction to an mc who's pretty close to jumin? like maybe they knew each others before or maybe they just generally get along with each other? ((Zen and mc are in a relationship BTW)) thank you if you do!!
~Oh yeah, I’ve thought about this before! This is going to be long btw im sorry
At first, he hadn’t really noticed how close you were with Jumin
One day he came home and heard you on the phone with someone
“Zen is home…yes, I better go as well. You too, bye!”
Zen was super curious
“Who was that?”
He tried to not be over-protective…
“Jumin,” you admitted calmly as you placed the phone on the counter
He felt a brief, sharp pain in his heart
He had no doubt in your faithfulness
After all, what could that trust fund kid…dry as dirt ever do to one-up him when it came to you ???
Still…he felt his chest tighten a bit at the thought of you two talking
You could see his slight wince and approached him without hesitation, running your hands gently along his shoulders and defined biceps
“We have known each other for a long time…” you spoke quietly before placing a quick kiss on his lips. “He is a dear friend..nothing more.”
‘Of course it was nothing more,’ Zen thought
He felt the guilt wash over him
You had thought he could ever believe you would be unfaithful to him
Of course not…
He had full trust in you, he..
It was just…why him? As a friend?
It didn’t seem to fit
If you needed someone to talk to…why didn’t you call him?
Sure, his schedule was demanding…but he would make time for you, no matter what
If you ever needed…
He filled his lungs with air, releasing his deep breath through a smile
“Jagiya,” he whispered, “I know.”
As much as he disliked Jumin’s opinions and personality, it was not worth fighting over with the person he loved
In silence he remained
However, he did not hesitate to make it known to Jumin, how much he loved you
“I’m well aware of your relationship,” Jumin replied.
“You know what I mean you jer-….Jumin. Just…” Zen choked a bit on his words in the moment. “She’s…she is the most important person to me,” he clenched his fist and spoke boldly through the receiver.
“Again, I am well aware,” Jumin replied. “You two…you are an excellent match. I am very happy for you both.”
The sudden proclamation made Zen fall back a step or two
Did he really just say that?
“Thank you,” Zen finally spoke. “And I am glad she has a friend like you.”
As much as he might have hated to admit it, Jumin and you seemed to get along so well
“Would you both be interested in joining me for dinner one evening? A new restaurant opened in the area and it is supposed to be rather popular…”
Zen thought for a moment
It was nice of him to offer…
And it had been a while since he lived off of something other than your cooking or the disgusting food they brought on set for catering
“ I guess we wouldn’t mind that…” Zen finally admitted
“Great. I will have my assistant contact you with a time and date.”
Zen left the conversation feeling a bit shaky still
He would have to make sure he saved up enough money to pay for your meals and drinks
It wouldn’t be too much trouble for him, besides, you deserved to be treated to a nice meal you didn’t have to cook every once in a while
When the day finally arrived, Zen could barely keep his hands off of you in your formal dress
“Could we be even a bit late?” his lips traced the curve of your ear and he nipped lightly
“Stop, you’re terrible,” you laughed and pulled yourself away from him and into the car
Jumin stood when you both approached the table
He let Zen pull your chair for you, after making a motion himself to do just that and realizing that it was not proper
“Third glass of wine already?” you laughed at Jumin as he took a sip
“You know me too well,” Jumin smiled
Zen remained quiet at the table, watching you two interact as he grew increasingly self-conscious
“What do you prefer to drink?” Jumin turned to Zen
“I…doubt they would have it here,” Zen said nervously. “I normally drink beer not wine.”
“They have a wide variety of alcohols, actually. In fact, they provide many imported beers. If you don’t mind, I think I know something you would enjoy?”
Zen nodded hesitantly as Jumin ordered
“Chardonnay for the lady and your finest import for the gentleman,” he handed the menu to the waitress.
The conversation flowed smoothly from there on out
“This is actually really good,” Zen boasted after taking a few sips
“I’m glad you like it,” Jumin nodded and held his glass in the air for a cheers. “To the best of friendships,” he declared before the clink of glasses
All three of you smiled and gulped
Zen had so many questions
How did you meet? How long have you known each other? Did you ever…hook up?
You both were an open book
“Goodness, no!!” you both laughed, “we have never been romantic. We just…understand each other. It’s hard to explain. But the thought of being more than friends has never even been on the table. We are here to vent to each other and talk about…well…personal things. Things friends confide in each other. Nothing more,” you smiled
“Truthfully, I don’t know how you can handle this one,” Jumin laughed and gestured to you
“Hey! I’m not that bad!”
“You’re lucky you found someone like him to be there for you,” he smiled and looked to Zen
This made Zen fill with happiness and pride
Towards the end of the evening all three of you were laughing and swapping stories
Drinking and clinking glasses to each other at every refill
The check came and Zen reached for it automatically
“Let me take care of this,” Jumin snatched it from the table with lightening speed
“No way! I can take care of it,” Zen reached once more only to have it removed from his grasp once again
“I have no doubt you could, however, I am the one that invited you both. It is only proper. If it means that much to you, I will allow you to pay next time,” Jumin compromised
Zen nodded, taking him up on the offer
When it was finally time to head home you each said your goodbyes
Jumin gave you a swift hug, and shook Zen’s hand firmly before patting each others backs
On the ride home he loved the way you nuzzled into his chest, your cheeks red and warm with the buzz of alcohol he knew would be flowing through you
“This was a nice night,” you smiled warmly
Zen’s fingers traced your own hand, his free one running through your hair as you lay on him
“It was,” he smiled.
He never thought that an evening involving Jumin Han would be so pleasant, but it really was
And Zen would do anything for you
He actually looked forward to another night when you all could get together
Maybe at another restaurant? But which one? Or his place…well…Your place? He loved your cooking…surely Jumin would, too
Before he lost himself in thought he placed a soft and gentle kiss on your forehead
The streetlights flashed across your face as you made your way down the road, and all Zen could think about in this moment was how lucky he was
Happiness was something you couldn’t afford. It was something that only the lucky got and somehow you turned out to be just another unlucky fool. Happiness was overrated anyways. All it meant was that you got to live your life without trial and error, without pain, without hurt, and god you wanted that so badly. All you wanted was for a chance to be happy, and not feel the ache in your chest that you felt now.
There was the thought, that maybe you never would be happy. Maybe you were destined to live a life of loneliness and pain, and never overcome it despite how hard you tried. Maybe you were never supposed to make it over the mountain and just continue falling down like you had been your entire life.
You thought for a while, that there was finally an end to the pain, and you had found it in a man named Min Yoongi. Everything with him had been perfect. Nights and days were meaningless to both of you as you had each other. Everything you ever needed could be found in one another, and that was how the both of you lived during your relationship.