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ultimate back to school masterpost

it has come…the witching hour…the time of doom is now upon us…okay so obviously ignore me, i’m a huge nerd. but if you’re like me, going back to school is a terrible, nerve-wracking experience. so here are some tips to help you survive this.

1. Do. Your. Summer. Work. If you haven’t started on it now, turn off whatever device you’re reading this on and start working. Many teachers will test you on whatever summer work you were assigned, and occasionally it can count for a significant portion of your first semester grade. Seriously, don’t put it off until the last minute, because then you really won’t want to do it. Plus, then you’ll have more time to focus on binge-watching Netflix uninterrupted. 

2. Whether you’re moving to an entirely new school or just a new grade, things will change this year in some way. You have to be ready for it. And you-yes, you-can be one of those things. It’s never too late to reinvent yourself. Want to dye your hair? Try a new extracurricular? Break a bad habit? Learn a new language? Go for it. 

3. Push yourself, but not at the expense of your mental health. No test or project is worth breaking down over. That being said, procrastination is the enemy of progress. You won’t do it later-and if you do, you won’t do it as well as you could have. 

4. Make time for your friends and yourself. Don’t let school take over your life. Self care and having fun are important too. 

5. Wherever you are, whenever you are, people are going to judge you. It’s how we’re wired-we’re a judgmental species. There’s really no point in worrying about how other people perceive you because you can’t please everyone. You could be an actual saint canonized by the pope AND cure cancer AND negotiate an armistice between the forces of good and the rabid radioactive alien wolves sworn to destroy all humanity and still some people are going to call you “bitchy,” “fake,” “weird,” “trying too hard,” et cetera, et cetera. Be unabashedly you. 

6. You are smart. Really really smart. So what if you don’t have perfect grades or the best ACT score? If you’re trying your best-really, really your best-no one can fault you for it. 

7. People who are confident in the knowledge of their own intelligence don’t: 

  • play the “grade game” i.e. “whadja get??? i’m sure you did great…seriously whadja get tho?? c’mon show me, i won’t tell anyone.” (u know these kids) 
  • loudly complain about getting an A minus/B plus when they know other people didn’t do as well as them
  • say they “didn’t study” every time there’s a test
  • cheat
  • lecture people when they didn’t ask for it
  • brag about their grades/scholarships/other opportunities 
  • compare themselves to/compete with other students constantly
  • condescend to others
  • talk about how much “busier” they are than other students all the time
  • put others down whenever they talk about successes (”i’ve won loads of those; it’s not that hard to do.” “you do know everyone who applied for science olympiad got in, right?”) *the last one someone actually said to me-and it was a blatant lie so double wtf?? 
  • lie about accomplishments when asked (just say you don’t want to talk about it its? not? that? hard?)
  • make fun of people who don’t do as well as you

Bottom line: Be honest with yourself-do you do any of these things? If so, why? The truth is, if you view your academic life as this crazy competition, you’re not going to have any fun, you’re going to lose friends over it, and people aren’t going to see you as a role model to emulate, they’re going to think you’re well…an arrogant, self-centered tool. Everyone loves that you care about school, and everyone can see that you’re really smart and driven. You have nothing to prove, and everything to lose. If you want to do well for yourself, that’s great. But if it’s all about one-upping other people, it’s not worth it. Like in writing, show, don’t tell, how competitive of a student you are. 

8. Good friends don’t: 

  • put you down
  • exclude you
  • stifle you 
  • use you as an emotional dumping ground 
  • stop supporting you 
  • tell people your secrets
  • gaslight you 
  • manipulate you 
  • make you feel unsafe
  • abuse you in any capacity
  • threaten to rescind their friendship for small offenses
  • make jokes that you find offensive 
  • ignore you/give you the silent treatment without telling you what’s wrong
  • pressure you into doing things you don’t want to
  • only hang out with you when their “best friends” aren’t around
  • talk about themselves all the time but never ask you about yourself
  • mooch off you 
  • stop talking to you for no reason
  • refuse to stick up for you when people are being jerks

Bottom line-if you feel like you come in second, if you feel like you’re the one that has to do all the work in the friendship, you have to ask yourself why you’re trying so hard. Having healthy friendships is as important as having healthy romantic relationships. Of course, there are degrees to how toxic friendships can be. I’ve been in some fairly awful ones that I had to cut off completely, but I’ve managed to reconnect with other people who I didn’t have good friendships with (i’m always careful never to get too close to those people though.) If you’re being abused or manipulated by a friend, you need to CUT THAT PERSON OFF. You deserve friends who treat you with respect. If your friends don’t, you’re better off alone (at least until you’ve found some real friends.) 

9. No significant other or crush is more important than your grades, your extracurriculars, or your mental health. If your relationship is taking over your life, take a step back and ask, “Where do I see this going?” Don’t waste time with people who don’t treat you right or people who aren’t interested. When the right person comes along (and they will!), you won’t have to feel nervous or awkward around them. 

10. Study smarter, not harder. Use abbreviations in your notes and find shortcuts to difficult math problems. Of course, do all your homework. It’ll cost you big time in the long run. 

11. Buy some clothes that you actually want to wear, and get rid of the ones that you hate. It’ll make getting up in the morning that much better if you feel confident about how you look. Dress for yourself-you are not “slutty” or “trying too hard” for wanting to look good. 

12. Find your textbooks online so you don’t have to lug them back and forth every day. Don’t wait to buy your supplies-buy them now so you can get good deals and won’t end up scouring every office supply store for that particular brand of pencil. 

13. Participate. Seriously. I didn’t realize what a difference this made until I got to high school. Even if you feel like you’re going to get the question wrong, even if you feel like you’re not smart enough to add anything interesting to the class discussion, say something. Not only does it make the teacher notice you-which in a big class is super important-it’ll show that you’re paying attention and that you want to learn. If you participate, teachers will be more likely to remember you and you’ll feel more confident about yourself, as well as less tempted to doze off or talk to your friends. Do this in all your classes-even the ones you’re not as good at-and you will see better grades-guaranteed (especially if they grade on participation). 

14. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. You’re not stupid if you don’t understand something. If you can, ask someone to tutor you if you’re struggling. Ask the teacher for extra practice on what you struggle with. If no one is asking your question for you in class, you have to ask it yourself, otherwise you’re never going to learn. 

15. Hard test? Start studying 3-4 days in advance. One day review notes and material; the others do practice exercises or quiz yourself. If possible, study with friends-as long as they don’t distract you. Take 5-10 minute breaks in between sessions so you don’t burn out. 

16. Make a studying playlist and a motivational playlist. You’ll be amazed at how much better you feel about studying. Only do extracurriculars you actually enjoy-not ones you just do because you think it will look good on some application or the other. Don’t load up on these activities either or your grades will start to dip. 

17. Know the dates and times of any big standardized tests you’re taking (SAT, ACT, PSAT, AP tests, IB tests, IGSE, GCSE, SAT Subject Tests, etc.). Plan to start reviewing for these at least a month before the exam. (and a month before only if you know you’re really good at that kind of test-taking.)  

18. Edit your essays, once by yourself and once with a friend. Know the format your teacher wants so you don’t have to waste time googling “MLA in-text citation” every time you have an essay due. 

19. This may come as a surprise to you, but you are not the center of the universe. So before you go on long rants about how hard your life is, remember, you have no idea what the person you’re sitting next to might be going through. You are not the only person ever who’s had to juggle hard classes, extracurriculars, a job, and family problems at the same time. Other people are also struggling-what you’re going through is not more difficult or more meaningful than what anyone else is dealing with. This year, make a resolution to ask people questions about themselves, to listen to others, instead of making everything about you. You will be surprised at how much more people will trust you and how many more friends you will make. Also, guess what? Bad days happen to everyone-so stop taking out your frustrations on people that you care about. It’s petty, it’s stupid, it’s not fair, and it’s the quickest way to make your bad day a little worse. 

20. Regardless of whatever happens this year, you will graduate, you will get a job that makes you happy, and you will be a wonderful, intelligent, beautiful, successful human being. If you get nothing else out of this post, take this-don’t get yourself so taken in by that weird, hive-mind-toxic culture that school perpetuates that you lose the ability to deal with the people who are truly important to you. At the end of the day, you want to say that you came out of this school year a happier, wiser person than you entered it. 

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NRequested by @0-alixx-0 : So d’ya know how Jared is a method actor and didn’t break his Joker character? Could you maybe do a story or one-shot where you’re Jared’s gf and you go to see him on set and he’s Joker and at first you don’t understand but when he leads you to his trailer to ‘show you his toys’ you help him 'develop his character’ *SMUTTTT !* 😁😂

Authors note: I am a child of God.. BUT LOOORD I regret NOTHING

WARNINGS: Smut, lots of it… daddy kink…rough sex, swearing… and well some NSFW GIFs….

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10 Reasons to watch Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency

1) It features an amazing collection of female characters, who pass the Bechtel test while actively supporting and encouraging each other.

There’s Bart, who manages to be the most terrifying badass to ever grace the screen while still somehow retaining her child-like wonder and innocence.

There’s Farah, who isn’t afraid to step up and fight for the people she loves, all while battling acute anxiety and the biggest inferiority complex I have ever seen.

And then there’s Amanda, who is utterly fearless despite a near crippling disease that restricts both her freedom and her independence.

2. None of the above women are ever sexualized/objectified. At no point are they raped. At no point does anyone threaten them with rape. Even when they are placed in scenarios where we would expect rape, the threat never arises. In a world where sexual violence against women is commonplace and used extensively in media, this is both refreshing and strangely uplifting.

3. The male characters are almost completely useless and yet utterly charming.

There’s Dirk, who reluctantly allows the universe to chart his course, this despite the obvious trauma of his childhood and his unbearable loneliness.

There’s Todd, who so thoroughly hates himself he can barely stand to let another call him a friend.

And then there’s Ken, who overcomes overwhelming terror to find his place in the universe.

4. Two of the six main characters are characters of colour. And not only are they well-written, they are also central to the plot.

5. All of the bad guys are idiots. Literally. This isn’t a show where the above heroes need to outwit impossibly smart supervillains. It’s a show where the bad guys have no clue what’s going on and can’t even begin to figure out how they got themselves into this situation. This both simplifies the narrative and provides tons of comedic relief.

6. Pacing. Plot. Continuity.

If you’re looking for a show that holds together start to finish, where every little nuanced scene connects to the bigger picture, then this is the show for you. Try watching it through a second time. It’s seamless.

7. Time Travel.

I just love time travel, okay. Especially when it’s done well.

8. It’s weirdly hilarious. I love a show that doesn’t take itself too seriously. I love a show that throws convention and commonality out the window. I love a show that isn’t afraid to be weird. Especially when they’re adapting Douglas Adams.

9. It’s filmed in Vancouver! Wondering why there are so many SPN extras? That would be why. But more importantly, Vancouver is stunning. As a result, so is the show. BC is the perfect backdrop for the show’s vibrant use of colours. It’s really quite lovely to watch.

10. Finally, there are a plethora of ships.

There’s Dirk/Todd, who are utterly adorable in those moments when they do connect. Dirk is the loneliest, neediest person on the planet. Todd is filled with self-loathing. Dirk makes Todd feel worthy of love. Todd offers Dirk a connection. It’s a match made in some weird vortex of time and space.

There’s Bart/Ken, who somehow fit together in ways you’d never anticipate. Bart gives Ken’s life meaning. Ken helps Bart navigate the world outside of killing. They dig on each other like crazy.

There’s Farah/Amanda, who nicely counterbalance each other. Let’s face it, Farah’s a mess, but she’s protective as fuck and Amanda, who actually has her head together, often needs protecting. These two complement each other like crazy.

And then there’s Amanda/Rowdy 3 (yes there are 4 of them), who seem so well matched you’d think they were one soul inside 5 bodies. Plus, these boys would protect her with their lives and yet never once seem to see her as a sexual object.

Don’t like any of the above? How about Amanda/Dirk? Or Todd/Farah? Or Dirk/Farah? Or Dirk/Todd/Farah? Honestly, it’s an open universe, with so much potential and so many possibilities. Heck, I’m even shipping Rapunzel/Shark-Kitten.

But see, you don’t need ten reasons to watch it. You just need one. Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency is a ton of fun, and it’s available on Netflix. There is literally nothing standing in your way.

The Lord of the Wedding Rings: The Return of the King - iguana’s 2017 HELLsinki Worlds recap

This is it guys, the last big competition before the Olympics. So much potential for great skates, great disasters and great distress; this competition did not fail to deliver. Nor did the announcers, who were screaming out names and scores as if it were a wrestling match. And it was, in one way or another. Albeit a sparklier one. For a brief couple of days, we thought Javier Fernandez was gonna win his 3rd consecutive World title and I almost had those memes ready but at the same time I knew coming from behind like a wrecking ball was Yuzuru Hanyu’s specialty. To nobody’s surprise Evgenia Medvedeva broke a record; to everyone’s surprise, she only broke it in the long program. Meanwhile, Wenjing Sui and Cong Han’s blues for koolk brought the pairs crown back to China and Tessa Virtue and Scott Moir purple rained on Gabriella Papadakis and Guillaume Cizeron’s parade. Let’s start the recap!

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1. Iwatobi Swim Club Appreciation Party
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Asahi: There! Alright, gonna swim to our heart’s content again today!

Makoto: Asahi, you really are spirited. Aren’t you tired from the time trial yesterday?

Asahi: What are you talking about!? I was so excited since yesterday I couldn’t contain myself the whole night at home, it was awful! Like Sis was totally yelling at me for being loud and stuff.

Ikuya: You’re such a muscle-brain.

Asahi: What the hell!? Didn’t you also say “I’ll definitely swim faster!” yesterday!?

Ikua: …! I did say that, but…

Asahi: And anyway, you’re good at long distance swimming, right? Isn’t it a little too soon for you to be exhausted?

Ikuya: They are different things.

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Illusion Part One (Lance Tucker x Reader)

Prompts/ Summaries: You are a 20 year old gymnast, who is training for her next, and probably last Olympic Game. Although you have won gold every year since you were 16, you mother and her husband Mark were never proud of you. She wanted you to be a rich lawyer like Mark, or a socialite like she was. Your mother insists you come to her annual charity event with a boyfriend, which you don’t have, but despite being a complete dick 100% of the time, Lance volunteers to pretend to be your boyfriend for your parents. What will happen? (I mean come on now y’all, we ALL know what happens in every situation like this, but like we still read them?)

Warnings: There are none yet, but eventually there will be smut? So warning is, LANCE TUCKER JUST BEING A SEX GOD 100% OF THE TIME BECAUSE BITCH THAT’S A WARNING ON ITS OWN <3






Part One

“Keep it tight or you’ll never hit the landing on dismount. You never get it right, and honestly how you took the gold last year is beyond me.” Lance walked up to you and looked dawn at you.

You stood with your hands on your hips, taking a deep breath. “Seriously Y/N, am I going to have to tie your legs together or something?”


“Do it right next time or I swear I’ll do it.” Lance walked back from the mat and headed towards the cooler to grab a water. You rolled your eyes and walked back to the bar. You looked over at Lance, who wasn’t even paying attention before looking back to the bar and jumped. You gained your momentum and began doing the routine.

Once it came time to dismount you prepared yourself and let go, flipping and hitting the mat with the heels of your feet, almost maintaining your balance but ultimately losing and falling onto your back. You put your hands over your eyes and forehead sighing loudly while Lance started yelling again, his voice growing louder as he neared you. You shut him out and just focused on your breathing, trying to calm yourself of all the stress that had clouded your head lately. Your parents were on your ass about moving on and doing something else with your life, since they never really were supportive of your gymnastics.

“Y/N! Are you even listening to me?”

“It’s hard not to when you’re fucking screaming.”

“Watch it.” Lance squatted down next to you. “That attitude shit isn’t going to get you anywhere with me.”

You sat up and looked at your coach.

“What the hell is going on? You were perfect, haven’t missed anything for what, 4 years now? You’re probably on your last campaign this year, you are almost 21, you’re already pushing it. So don’t you want to go out with gold this year and stick it to the nation?”

“Yeah of course I do,” You put your head in your hands in defeat.

“Well, no offense, you’re not really showing it.” Lance moved from his squat and sat next to you on the mat. “Listen, what’s going on? Seriously. I’ve been your coach for 2 campaigns now and you’ve never been this distracted.”

“It’s just family stuff. I don’t want to talk about it.” You stood up and ran your hand across your forehead, covering it in a light layer of chalk. “I’m gonna get some water and go again.” You went to walk away when Lance grabbed your wrist.

“Sit down, you’re done for today.”

“I can go again it’s fine.”

“Y/N. You’re going to injure yourself if you keep practicing distracted.”

“I’m fine.”

“Clearly you aren’t.” Lance stood up and stepped closer to you. You looked up at his tall frame, slightly scared at the sudden aggression. “You’re not the coach, and you’re not the expert. If you wanted to coach yourself, I’ll leave. No problem.”

“You’re such an asshole. You know that right?”

“Yet here you are, still standing here. Still paying me to coach you.”

You rolled your eyes and began walking way.

“Be here tomorrow. 8am.”

“Yeah I know.”

You went into the locker room and changed into jeans and a t shirt. You let your hair down and ran some water on your face. You put your back on your shoulder and walked out into the main gym area. Lance had retired into his office in the back corner of the room. You walked over and knocked on the open door. Lance was behind his desk on his phone. When your presence was known, Lance ushered you in.

“I just wanted to say sorry for today, and that I’ll see ya tomorrow.”

“Close the door Y/N.”

You walked completely in and closed the door before turning back to Lance’s desk. He signaled for you to sit in the chair in front of the desk and you did, crossing your legs underneath you. Lance walked out in front of the desk and sat on the top of it.

“Honestly, what the hell is going on.” He sat and crossed his arms, still chewing on his gum.

You took a deep breath and leaned on the arm of the chair with your arm. “You know my parents right? All of them, my mom and Mark and my dad and Dana?”

“Yeah. I met them last year.”

“Well my mother has become such an uptight bitch since my dad left her and she met Mark. So in recent years, she’s wanted me to quit gymnastics. She has been harassing me about getting a man and settling down and, to quote her, “Stop wasting my time with gymnastics.” To her, being an Olympic gold medalist, is nothing. My real father and Dana are great but, my mother is just so fucking spiteful.”

“But your piece of shit mother isn’t your fault, so why are you taking the blame?”

“I don’t know. My mom is having this uppity society event next week, which I’m supposed to attend, and I don’t even want to think about showing up alone to be ridiculed by my mother all fucking night.” You laughed at how pathetic you sounded explaining the situation. “Which now sounds really fucking pathetic when I’m saying it out loud. Like I live on my own I shouldn’t care what my mom thinks.”

“Well I’d hate it if my parents didn’t accept my passion, but unfortunately I was forced into it and grew to enjoy it. But having a need to impress your parents is something that everyone has, and if you don’t wanna impress your parents then you’re trying to impress someone else. It’s human nature.”

You were shocked Lance was being nice and sympathetic about everything, you didn’t think he was capable of experiencing those emotions.

“Fuck your mom and that fucking asshole Mark. Fuck them both. You’re a fucking Olympic gold medalist and if that isn’t fucking impressive, then nothing will impress them. I relish in the fact that I won gold and silver.” You rolled your eyes. He ALWAYS relished in that. “I worked fucking hard for it, and you have worked hard for it. So fuck them, I don’t know what else to tell you.”

“Thanks… Lance, you’re being oddly nice.”

“I can’t be an asshole all the time, sometimes I change it up.”

You laughed and covered your mouth. “That’s bullshit. You’re always an asshole, there is no ‘mixing it up’ with you. But hell, if this whole coaching thing ends up not working out, you’d be a great comedian. Or prostitute, I mean might as well get paid for everything you fuck.”

“Your real fucking funny aren’t you?”

“I’m just calling it how it is.” You and Lance always bickered back in forth. You guys got along for the most part. “Ok I’m going to leave, but honestly thanks for telling me how it is, I always count on that.”

You stood from your chair and headed towards the door.

“Oh and Y/N.” You turned and looked at Lance who still was half sitting on his desk, arms still crossed. “If you ever feel lonely, and need some comfort. You have my number.” Lance smirked and winked at you causing you to fake gag and turn out of the room.

“In your fucking dreams, Tucker.” You closed the door and headed out of the gym. You tossed your bag in the back seat and got in your car. Lance’s office faced the parking lot and he was standing in the window looking at you. He brought his hand up to be a phone and mouthed “Give me a call” and smirked again before walking away. You started your car and pulled out of the parking lot into the Los Angeles sunset. Your roommate was out of town for the week so you had the apartment to yourself. You decided since you had a dreadful day, you were going to treat yourself to some junk food since you had been eating only 600 calories for the last 3 weeks. You didn’t want to get sick by introducing a bunch of unhealthy foods back into your life, so you just stopped and got some Chinese before heading back to your house. You took a quick shower, and changed into comfortable clothing before heading to your couch and turning on Netflix. You have been binge watching Gossip Girl whenever you found the time, which was never. After 2 or 3 episodes, you had finished your Chinese and already passed out on the couch, ready for training tomorrow, hoping it’d be a better day.


You pulled your hair back away from your face as you walked into the gym, your bag over your shoulder again. You opened the doors and felt the cool air conditioning it your face. It was a muggy day today. There were a few others in the gym today already working since it was almost noon. You waved hello and headed towards the locker room. Walking past Lance’s office, you saw him standing looking out to everyone in the main area on the phone. You waved as you passed and he nodded his head deep in conversation. You changed into your leotard and shorts and wrapped your wrist. You made sure your hair was tight and walked into the open room and towards the white board in the corner. It had a list of everyone who was training today and what they were supposed to be working on specifically. You were the only veteran gymnast training now, everyone else was working on being new Olympians. There were 3 other girls working on bars and beams today, and 2 guys working with one of the other coaches. The space next to your name was blank, so you just figured you could do whatever. Seeing that you worked on your bars routine for 4 hours yesterday, you wanted to take a break and go to the side room to work on your floor routine. The 3 Olympic standard floor mats were empty, as there was only a hand full of people in the gym today.

You walked to the surround sound speaker and plugged in your phone, going to your Spotify and playing the playlist called, “The Most Beautiful Songs in The World”. This playlist always calmed you and seemed to play into your soul. A song called “What’s Good” by Fenne Lily started playing and you went to the middle of the mat to stretch. Starting with your arms, you swung them around and made sure each joint was ready to support your body weight. After you were comfortable with your arms, shoulders, and neck, you moved onto your legs. First stretch out your feet and calves, you knew your main focal point would be your hamstrings. You had pulled you hamstring your first campaign and it always got sore faster than your other muscles did, but you were cleared to perform after 6 months of physical therapy. You did your 3 splits and lung style stretches to warm up your thighs, hamstring, and your inner thigh. After finishing with a handstand, you were ready to practice. You walked to your phone and put on your routine instrumental.

You went to the corner and took a deep breath, closing your eyes before reopening them and looking at the other corner, imagining yourself sticking the landing and nailing your routine. You took a few steps back and began running. You let your body do what it already knew how to and trusted yourself as you jumped and let your feet leave the mat, only to be replaced by your hands as you propelled yourself off the ground and flipped.

You landed on your feet, for only a moment before pushing yourself up higher for another. You had reached the opposite corner of the mat once your feet hit the ground. You stuck the landing throwing your arms up in a pose, before taking a step back to complete your second run. You did your jump again and took off again, propelling yourself to do a pike.

Once you landed your hands shot back up in a pose, before doing your final run. You ran and did a flip before landing and doing a jumping split.

You did your final few poses and your routine was over. You put your arms down and began focusing on slowing your breathing a bit. You heard clapping from behind and you turned to the door to see Lance standing there smiling.

“That was really fucking good.” He walked towards the mat and you went to turn off your playlist, grabbing your bottle of water and meeting him on the side of the mat.

“Thanks, it’s a new routine so it needs a lot of work still.”

“No. It’s honestly pretty great. Congratulations, I think it’s worth a gold medal kid.”

You beamed at him and sat down, stretching your legs a bit more.

“Do you feel better than yesterday?”

“Yeah I slept pretty good. So, I think that helped.”

“Good. I’m happy, I can’t have my best gymnast injuring herself over her bs family.”

“Yeah, I agree.”

“It just let’s her win.” Lance sat down next to you. “If you wanna annoy her, don’t let what she says get to you. Make it so you could give less than 2 shits what she says. I also have another idea too.”

“And what is that Mister Helpful?”

“Well you said your mom has a charity thing next week right?”


“Well what if, I came with you, and pretended that I was your boyfriend so your mom won’t give you shit?”

You choked on the water that you had been drinking. “What?”

“It’ll solely be so you can stop worrying about your mother’s approval, and can focus on trials in 2 weeks.”

“You’re joking right?”

“No. What I’m not good enough to be your fake boyfriend?”

“No, I’d just never fucking date you.”

“You’re acting as if I’m gonna actually try to date you. I don’t do the dating thing.”

“I couldn’t tell.”

Lance stood up, getting annoyed now. “Ok fine, fuck you then. I don’t need to do this. I want you to stop acting like a little bitch, but whatever, be fucking miserable for all I care.” Lance pulled out his phone and started walking away.

“Lance, wait.”

He turned around and smirked. “Yeah?”

“Will you still do it?”

“Maybe, if you get on your knees,” He leaned his head down and looked at you through the tops of his eyes. “and beg.”

“You’re fucking disgusting.”

“Hey, I’m fucking with you. Yes, I’ll still do it, if you’ll cut the shit.”

You smiled and jumped up, hugging him. He was so tall your feet came off the ground. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged back. Once you were back on the ground, you looked up at him.

“I’m going to call her and let her know I’ll be bringing my “boyfriend” with to the party.”

“Alright, I’m sure this is going to be,” Lance took a second and rolled his eyes with his hands on his hips. “fun?” His toned laced with sarcasm. You responded with an eye roll as well.

“It was your idea.”

“Don’t remind me. When you’re done run the routine again. I’m going to check on the others.” Lance turned around, popping his gum and walking back into the main room.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do MC defending Jumin bc Zen's constant insults/complaining gets on her nerves? ee I'm not used to asking for stuff I hope you're not too busy and I'm not being rude

Author’s note: LOL I hope you guys are as amused with this as I am ;)


  • When Yoosung and Jaehee called dibs on riding with Seven, you KNEW getting stuck with Jumin and Zen was going to be a pain in the ass
  • Who’s brilliant idea was it to have a team building weekend anyways??
  • “Can someone pull up the directions? Seven’s driving too fast for me to keep up.”
  • Jumin sighed and began looking through the glove box of your car
  • “Where’s your map?”
  • “My what?”
  • Your map! You can’t expect-”
  • “Here,” Zen shoved his phone in Jumin’s face
  • The screen lit up as the monotone GPS voiced the directions
  • “Take exit 477 in 3 miles.”
  • “Wow…” Jumin marveled at the phone
  • Zen scoffed, “I can’t believe you asked MC for a map,” he looked over at you, “..Why are you dating this jerk again?”
  • You looked at him through the rear view mirror
  • “Watch it, pretty boy.”
  • He held up his hands in retreat and leaned back in his seat
  • “Take exit 477 in 2 miles.”
  • Jumin handed Zen back his phone without saying a word
  • “What, no thank you?”
  • “What have you done for me to be thankful for?”
  • Zen rolled his eyes, “Seriously?”
  • Jumin shrugged and turned back to the front
  • “It’s like I’m talking to a robot,” Zen mumbled under his breath
  • He really sucks at whispering…
  • “Lighten up, Zen! We’re supposed to be bonding, remember?”
  • “I thought that didn’t start until we reached,” he cleared his throat and raised his voice, “the cabin of wonder!!!” 
  • “Was that a Seven impersonation?”
  • “Of course! Genius Agent Seven Zero Seven is ALWAYS perfect! Never fails! Only VICTORIES!”
  • Tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to hold back laughter
  • “Take exit 477 in 1 mile.”
  • “That was so amazing, I’m actually crying,” you choked out between breaths
  • Jumin gave a tiny smile as he watched you and Zen, and decide he wanted in on the fun
  • “I hack computers for a living and suffer from crippling depression!”
  • The laughter stopped
  • You glanced over at your boyfriend
  • “Uh..G-Good job on the impression, honey… very… accurate!”
  • Zen kicked the back of Jumin’s chair and began howling with laughter
  • “That was THE WORST impression of ANYONE that I’ve EVER SEEN!!!”
  • Jumin’s smile faded, but Zen continued
  • “I mean, COME ON?? You have the humor of a rock!! No, wait… that’s insulting to rocks.”
  • “Shut up.”
  • “Really? It that all you got? Maybe you should just hire someone to make up comebacks for you.”
  • Within the next second, the two burst out in an argument, their loud voices filling up the car
  • “Take exit 477 now.”
  • “I can do my own dirty work, you WHITE-HAIRED FREAK!”
  • “WELL-”
  • Jumin was interrupted by the slamming of brakes
  • “M-MC?”
  • You had pulled over as SOON as you had taken the exit, and parked the car at what looked to be an abandoned gas station
  • “Are you two done?”
  • Zen gulped, “W-Well-”
  • “Yes, ma’am,” they said in unison
  • You sighed before looking back at Zen
  • “Listen, I know how much you love pushing his buttons, but Jumin is NOT a robot. He has feelings, okay?”
  • Zen nodded, too afraid of you to say anything else
  • “I don’t want you insulting him anymore,” you looked over at you smirking boyfriend, “or at least not while I’m around.”
  • Leaning over to the passenger side, you got closer to Jumin
  • “And YOU,” you sighed, “try not to make any more jokes unless Jaehee or I pre-approve them.”
  • The smirk dropped off his face
  • “…Fine.”
  • You smiled and put the car back into drive
  • “I still don’t understand how you could think that’s not a robot,” Zen gestured to Jumin
  • “Because,” you smirked, “no robot could be THAT good in bed.”
  • and that was the last thing Zen said for the entire trip
Desperate for Love [Suga Angst]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

“Desperate for love is a weak emotion.” 

You wanted him to grab your hand, hold it and make you feel loved and warm just by the slight touch. You wanted him to look at you, like you were the only girl for him, the only one who could capture his heart. You wanted to have those lips on yours, giving you the first kiss worth remembering. You wanted him to love you, feel the same for you as you felt for him.

Min Yoongi was cold when you knew that deep down, he was a warm hearted person who cared. Under all that fake stone hard face, you knew there was once a different Yoongi. Although he was rude and mean towards everyone, including you, you still found yourself in deep, deep love.

You wished that you could say that you could see who the nice Min Yoongi was. But you couldn’t. He wasn’t readable. His mysterious vibes and personality was something any other human would avoid. He wasn’t someone you wanted to involve yourself in.

The problem was, you couldn’t keep yourself away from him.

He was beautiful.

He was beautiful with whatever scar he had over his heart that made him the way he was.

Min Yoongi was your roommate of three years and through all those years, never once have you heard him laugh or seen him smile. He didn’t do smiles, he smirked.

Since the day he moved into your apartment after contacting you and asking if you were still hiring out the guest room, you had accepted him after searching up him on Facebook. He was hot, was your first thought when that profile picture of him appeared on your screen, late that evening.

Now, three years later, it still felt like you knew as much about him as you knew three years ago, nothing much, even if you were now his girlfriend of a month.

After years of threats and deals from your side, you were now his girlfriend but that didn’t mean that he was any different. He still made it pretty clear that the two of you should keep your lives separately although you lived in the same apartment.

“Food’s ready!” You shouted and placed down the two plates of creamy pasta that you had made for yourself and Yoongi.

A few minutes later, Yoongi appeared with a towel over his shoulders, his hair still wet from the shower. Your eyes automatically travelled down his tight fitting tee before up to his well sculpted face again. “Uhm- Here.” You said, blushing before giving him his fork.


You nodded and sat down in front of him on one of the bar stools.

This was what he could do to you. One moment you could be perfectly fine, talking like a normal person and even singing to one of your favourite songs. But whenever he looked that good, which was basically everyday, you couldn’t help but fangirl over your own boyfriend, on the inside.

“How was your day?” You asked, taking a bite from your pasta.


Once again, you nodded and bit your bottom lip, not knowing what to say next since he didn’t ask you about your day.

“I had a great day today, I went to the interview I told you about two days ago. You know the one for the skin care company?” That somehow caught his attention because he looked up to you from his phone with raised eyebrow.

“The Face Shop?” You nodded, gulping down some water. “Yeah, that one. I know you told me not to apply for that work but there’s absolutely no other choice. I’ve been trying to find a job - for what - over a year now.”

“I told you I don’t want you to work at that place. You can find another job, Y/N.” He said, looking at you with a seriousness that you had never seen him in before.

“Why? I need money and they’re kind enough to let me work there. I’ve met the boss as well. She’s really kind and she’s young, perfect. I don’t want to get into a fight with an old lady again.” I explained, remembering back to my previous job that I said up from because of the bossy bitch of an owner.

The fork he was holding on was set down with a thud before he stood up, his breathing hard.

“I’ll tell you once again, Y/N. I don’t want you to work there and it’s best if you listen to me.” He warned, making you completely shocked. “What?”

“Listen, we can find you another job, okay?”

“No. This is my chance, Yoongi. My boss even told me that she was going to pay me more if I could do my work. I won’t just give that up because you said so. And what’s up with that tone? Why would you use that tone with your… with your girlfriend?”

“You gotta be kidding me,” he sighed and pulled a hand through his hair. “Are you using that against me right now? So what if you’re my girlfriend? Do you even consider this as a relationship? Have you even had a boyfriend before? How childish are you, Y/N?!” Shocked and angry, you stood up as well and walked over to his side, facing him.

“So what if I consider this as a relationship? So what if you’re my first boyfriend? So what if I’m being childish? At least I’m not being moody twenty-four seven, like you!” You snapped, glaring at him.

He didn’t even budge a bit. He just stared at you. Before he burst out into laughter.

If it was any day but that day, you’d be happy to finally hear his laugh but then you realized that this wasn’t a laugh that told you that this was all a joke, that he was just kidding, that everything had been a prank.

No, it was a humorless one and you hated it more then his stone hard, careless face.

“Agreeing to this ridiculous thing was a big fucking mistake. You’re naive, bothersome and nothing but a big fucking mistake. You’re desperate, Y/N.” He picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth before throwing it on the not up eaten plate of pasta. He was turning around, stalking towards his room when you decided that it was enough.

“Do you even like me, Min Yoongi? Or am I just what you just called, naive, bothersome and a fucking big mistake? Oh, and let’s not forget desperate. Is that everything you see in me?” You asked, swallowing the lump in your throat. This was not a time to look like a loser.

“That’s exactly what I think of you, Y/N. The only reason I agreed to the whole boyfriend and girlfriend thing was because I felt bad for you. You’re desperate for me to show you any kind of affection and it got annoying, I had to do something. And then you’re naive, not even realising that I don’t want anything to do with you.”

You took a few steps towards him with your clenched fists by your side to keep you sane. “Why are you like this? Why are you treating me like I’m nothing when all I’ve done is to care for you?”

He looked at you and something in his eyes flicked before it vanished and he was back to his stone cold face. But this time, there was a frown on his face.

“You want to know why?” He asked before continuing without even waiting for my response.

“You’re not my style. You’re not someone I can fall in love with. You’re childish and annoying and carefree. You fall too easily and you love too hard.”

It hurt, what he said, it hurt like a thousands of needles just went through your whole body before repeating the same process for several times. God. “That’s not the only reason, isn’t it?” You asked, challenging him to confess everything.

“There’s more than those things about me, right? You’re cold to everyone. You’re rude and you don’t care about people who cares for you. Why are you like this, Min Yoongi? Why do you treat people like they’re not worth a shit?” With each question, you took a step closer to where he stood, just outside his room.

He seemed shocked about your questions because something flicked in his eyes once again, but this time, it stayed. He looked so fragile that you were afraid that he was going to break. You had never seen him react to something you said like that. He’d usually just ignore it because, apparently, you were annoying.

“Answer the damn question, Min Yoongi.” You said, this time, you took two big steps until you were a few feet away from him. “Why do you keep pushing me away?”


“You’re not her.”

It was enough but he didn’t stop there.

“You’re not her and you will never be her. You’re name’s not Ji Hyo. You don’t have her short, wavy hair. You don’t look like her and you don’t even have the same accent. You don’t have dresses and you don’t use make up. You’re desperate for my attention when I was the one desperate for her attention.” His eyes softened but his shoulders stiffened, as well as his whole body.

“Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurts just by knowing that she could still have such an affection on you everyday because of her damn company?! Her face is everywhere I go and now, I’ll need to hear about her from your mouth as well?” You gulped and watched as his forehead made a small crease between his eyebrows.

“I love her even when she’s not here but I don’t love you even when you’re here, constantly. I miss her when the last thing I want is to see her but I don’t miss you even if you leave home for days. I need her as if she’s my oxygen but I don’t need you even if you give me everything that I need. I want her like she’s some kind of obsession but I don’t want you, because you’re too easy.”

“Stop, please, stop.” You said, collapsing down on the floor when you felt like your legs would give out any time.

He looked down at you before saying something that would break you and leave scars all over.

“I will never be able to let her go, like I can let you go.”


Hello my butterflies!

Hope you guys are doing great and enjoying your weekend. I’ve missed you guys dearly, I’ve missed writing one shots and spending some time here on tumblr. 

And tomorrow’s bangtanboysoneshot7′s seventeenth anniversary! Wow, it’s been over a year since we started this blog and I’ve met so many great people here and improved my writing as well as gotten steps closer to ARMY and BTS by heart. 

I hope you enjoyed this one shot, please let me know if you did by giving it a heart and if you want a part 2, please let me know about that as well! 

I miss & love you loads! Please take care! ~

Shake Your Tail Feather

Summary: A conversation with Charlie about your feelings for Dean leads to an unexpected present arriving for you. [Written for @pinknerdpanda birthday challenge, my chosen prompt was “If only we were peacocks. He’d flash his feathers, I’d assume the position, we’d know where we were.”]  

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: one bad word, fluffy fluff, silliness [is that even a warning?] 

A/N: I had so much fun writing this. I adore the show Miranda so so much and this quote was hilarious. Hope you like this, Manda! Have a wonderful birthday my lovely!! xx

Originally posted by crazy-vibes-under-the-moon

“Have a good night, ladies,” Dean called over as him and Sam headed out to the bar, leaving you and Charlie to have a girls night at the bunker.

You had the Game of Thrones box set ready, along with bottles of beer and some burgers that Dean had cooked for you before he’d left. He was one hell of a cook, that was for sure. Honestly, you weren’t too sure there was anything that man wasn’t good at.

“So,” Charlie turned on the TV, leaning back on the couch as she looked over you, “have you told Dean yet?”

You furrowed your eyebrows. “Told him what?”

She huffed out a laugh. “C’mon, Y/N/N,” she playfully swatted your shoulder. “Have you told him that you like him?”

“What? I- I don’t like him,” you stammered, much to Charlie’s ongoing amusement. “Not more than a friend, anyways.”

You twisted the top off a bottle of beer, taking a much needed long swig from the glass and praying she’d drop the subject.

Yeah, no such luck.

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Locked In

Originally posted by smart-arse-under-the-mountain

Originally posted by middle-earth-journeys

Originally posted by thorinoakenshieldconfessions

Summary: Fili and Kili, your best friends, try to get you and Dwalin together.

Pairings: Dwalin x Reader

Word Count: 1817

Requested by: @sdavid09 so like I changed it a bit from the original request ;)

A/n: when you start writing and just don’t know when to stop lmfao. ITs soooo long. Enjoy

Master List

You smile as you watch the bustling dwarves below. You were so happy that Erebor was finally restored to its former glory. It had taken three years, but it happened and you were just ecstatic. You lean on the railing, smiling as you watch Thorin interact with some of the people.

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dreamermoonchan  asked:

So, you know I'm rather new to the fandom, and this will be my first comeback, and I want to do anything I can to help make this comeback a success for our boys. Can you tell me what I can do? like I dont know if I will be able to buy the album, but what other things can I do and where? Thanks~

Sure thing! I’ll give you some basics of what a typical comeback is like for fans! I hope this info is helpful for all BABYz and thanks to the awesome BABYz who provided tutorials for all of these methods!

Social Media

The easiest method is to just promote BAP as much as possible for every comeback. Whether it’s Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, Instagram, or Snapchat, introducing BAP to other K-Pop fans as well as people who are not into K-pop is seriously so helpful. The more we talk about BAP, the more exposure they’ll get, which will lead to more fans and more opportunities for BAP in the future! 

I cannot stress this enough when I say that when discussing BAP on social media PLEASE keep your posts and comments positive. Talk about how great the songs are, how perfect the MV is, write about OT6′s flawless singing and dancing, etc; however, DON’T make negative posts criticizing BAP/BABYz/other fandoms because it really reflects back on BAP. DON’T start rumors or spread them, DON’T post or repost negative comments/posts from others, and DON’T write negative comments directly to BAP on sns. Also, even though we all can agree TS sucks, it’s clear that they go out of their way to avoid any concerns from BABYz. Even though it’s frustrating, before you send them emails, call their offices, or threaten to fly to Korea and punch every employee at TS in the face, PLEASE think of what your words/actions will do to BAP. We don’t know what truly goes on with BAP and TS, so it’s best to remain positive and focuse on promoting the boys and patiently waiting for news from TS and then we can punch everyone if they fuck up as usual :D

Physical Albums

Even though you’re still unsure about buying a physical copy of the album, if you do end up deciding it’s best to buy from stores whose sales count towards charts, such as Gaon and Hanteo. Preordering is also really important for sales within the first week, so here are a few verified stores for each chart in addition to TS Ent.’s official store:

Hanteo: KPopTown, KpopMart, YesAsia (there is a global site and US site, this is the global site link)

Gaon: Melon, MNet


Searching for BAP online will actually help them gain exposure and hype about their comeback. Simply go on the Naver website or app, type in “BAP ROSE”, click on and share articles on your social media, clear your history, and repeat! 

There are also search attacks that we do, in which there are scheduled times for BABYz to search about BAP on Naver in order to get them trending. If you check BAPdomination on Twitter, they post the schedules and search words for each day.


Voting will help BAP win on music programs, as well as for appearances on various variety shows (which will increase their exposure and popularity). The Vote4BAP Twitter provides info for where streaming/voting can be done.

You can vote for BAP on Show Champion, Inkigayo, Music Bank, Music Core, and MNet Countdown using the tutorials provided by BABYz.


Streaming allows for digital sales, which count for roughly 50% of votes on music shows. In order to stream, you need to purchase passes on sites like Genie or Melon. 


Melon streaming can seem intimidating, but there are literally soooo many wonderful BABYz who are always offering to help set up an account, or even stream for you (a lot of BABYz actually advertise this kind of help on Twitter/Tumblr/Instagram so make sure to stay on your social media grind during comebacks!). In order to stream on Melon, you need to create and account and either use your PC or dowload the mobile app. There’s a document that BABYz made that explains the whole process along with an FAQ if you have any trouble.

TS YouTube Channel

You can also stream the official MV on TS Ent.’s YouTube channel (it’s best to watch the MVs on TS’s channel even though 1theK also posts the MV and has more subscribers [which means more exposure] but really focus on TS’s channel first and foremost. Stream in 720p or above, like/comment/share the MV on all social medias, watch the full MV without pausing AND at a volume above 50%. Also DON’T click replay or refresh the page; instead, play the video incognito or clear your history. You can also create a playlist of just the MV so that it continuously loops.


Streaming can also be done on Tudou to help BAP win on THE SHOW. Open this link in incognito mode and click the orange button beside the ROSE MV. You don’t have to watch the whole MV ~ there are two lines when the video loads: orange and gray. Let the gray line load fully after you press play and that counts as a stream. Make sure you don’t mute the video while it’s playing, otherwise it doesn’t count. As always, delete your history/cookies and try from all devices and computers.

Naver TV Cast

Finally, streaming can be done on Naver TV cast, but the options listed above tend to be the most used by fans (especially Tudou - BAP tend to win a lot on THE SHOW since it’s a system solely based on the input of fans’ streaming, but it has been known to be messy sometimes when counting votes so NEVER STOP STREAMING lol).

Fancafe/Daum tutorial

itsBAP actually has a tutorial to make an account to join BAP’s official fanclub, in case anyone was interested in this option as well!

Of course, there are so many ways to support BAP in their comebacks, but above all just being a loyal BABY is the best support you can give! Let’s all work together to make this comeback a success and make 2017 BAP’s year! Fighting! ♡

anonymous asked:

oK so i know you have a lot of asks BUT . what will the (SF US paps & UF US sans) skelebois do if they would found out by accident their S/O (who's an artist) draws porn ? like hella good porn , the one you have to properly tag to find later cuz I t g o o d. Also the S/O tries to play it off cool but fails cuz they didn't want their skeleboyfriend , out of all their art , to see t h a t. (bonus if the skele was drawn in one of the pics 🌚👌) sorry for the long ask btw.

Thank you @fulltimeslave for letting me use these images!!! If you guys don’t know, we were on a discord server and they drew these pictures which coincidentally, matched this ask pretty well so they let me use them! Thanks so much babe, I love you! 

Swapfell Papyrus

It happened by accident. Rus would never intentionally scroll through your notebook like that, but once he saw the drawings, he couldn’t stop. Are those…pictures of him??? He’s blushing like mad because holy heck, you make him look so good, when you did even see him like that?? He tells you that he saw your drawings of course, he wanted to make sure that you knew that he never meant to invade your privacy like that. He still compliments on your skills though. 

Underswap Papyrus

Woah….He’s really impressed by your art! He..may or may not memorize some of the pictures for heh..personal purposes. He’s mostly surprised by how well you drew him. He may look cool and unaffected by those drawings of him, but really, he’s blushing like mad. They’re just soo perfect. Next time, please ask him to model nude for you. 

Underfell Sans

Oh god, Red is cracking up! Not that your porn isn’t good, oh boy, he’s going to use these later, but he never thought you had such talent and hid this from him! And shit, you even made him look hot. Like seriously, there’s no way he actually looks like this, in your drawing he’s like an Adonis.  Maybe next time, he can model for you….then as a reward, you can model for him too ;) 

Undertale Sans

Honestly, Classic is blushing so hard and he’s dying a little bit inside. He loves how you portray him so much, though he does give you tips on anatomy by giving you a demonstration. But really though, he’s impressed that you can draw porn so well and if it’s your passion, who is he to judge? 

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you still do the unpopular opinion thing but I have one. I believe that the show's success relies a bit too much on Malec. Like the promo videos especially, they put a Malec kiss in it without explanation just to attract attention and during cast interviews they talk about it so much. Don't get me wrong, i ain't complaining over seeing that but I'm just talking about the bigger picture.

Yeah well, as much as it annoyed me that Freeform gave away the only Malec scene of the episode in 2a, of them constantly promoting the shit out of Malec and not delivering in the end (which is, in all honesty not really their fault since they only can work with the stuff they get so if the directors/writers/showrunners don’t film certain scenes, they can’t use it….), I still understand them from a certain point. Like, Malec is their cash cow. I also don’t think they expected this when the show started since Clary and Jace are supposed to be the main leads and therefore the main couple in the books. And then show!Malec happened. lol

So of course they are using this circumstance now to promote the show. Besides, not to be that person but I am guessing that like 80-90% probably only watch for Malec/Magnus/Alec. Freeform relies on those viewers as any other network (it is still about money!), even though their numbers aren’t that great they still need people to watch it on a weekly basis, may it on the channel, the app, Hulu or Netflix. And if Malec helps them to gain more viewers or keep those viewers interested in the show by promoting the show with Malec, it is kinda understandable. Although it is not great what they did in 2a but hey, at least it looks like they are learning when it comes to the pr for 2b. ;) Also, the fans are constantly asking for Malec stuff in like any interview. So in some ways, Freeform just… does what they think the fans want in the end.

Plus, Malec is not only the cash cow because of their huge popularity in the fandom, you still have to understand that they (couple plus Magnus and Alec individually!) already play a bigger part in the show than they did throughout the whole book series. So promoting them more makes sense regarding this matter. Even if the show is as successful as it is right now because of Malec, it is not the only reason. 

And honestly? I take every promo video with no or barely any Malec when I can watch the episode and still get surprised in the end. I actually enjoyed 2x11 way more than 2x01 where we pretty much knew the whole episode before it even aired. Because right now? We have no idea where they are going with Malec in 2b and I don’t know about you, Anon, but I actually enjoy this a lot.

Anyway, I think we can all agree that if they are using their cash cow Malec like this, they at least need to deliver properly. And not come up with the bs they did in 2a (2x07 I am looking at you!) and being all surprised that the Malec fandom is pissed when you just baited them. Like, you don’t need to be a genius to get…. hello? Malec is way more popular than f.e. C/lace? I mean… don’t even try to argue here.

Slyther Into Your Pants / OC x Slytherin!Jimin


Words: 13,439 words.
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Smut, Love/Hate Relationship.
Disclaimer: I am in no way close with BTS or Jimin. However, everything written here belongs to me. Every word and quote within this story is written by me. Please don’t copy or repost and translate anywhere else without asking.

Loud chatter filled the long hallways of the old palace. Some coming from the contagious laughter of a group of Hufflepuffs and some from the mini fight arising between two Slytherins. It wasn’t anything new to the rest of the students or teachers. The daily bickering from the ‘Married Slytherin Couple'—as many students would call them—could be heard in the entire hallway. From Eunbi’s annoyed sighs and 'leave me alone’ mantra to Jimin’s boastful comments, it was no surprise that a couple of 'Shut the fuck up!’ would be yelled across the hall, causing the duo to actually shut the fuck up. Other than the occasional bursts of thunder hitting the ground of Hogwarts miles away, it’s safe to say that Hogwarts had never felt like home before.

The weirdly-calming sound of thunder along with the ever-so blissful rain hitting the ground really helped calming the 7th-year students. Their N.E.W.T. exams were right around the corner and they couldn’t help but be extremely nervous, especially the ones who wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic. Of course, some students who had a fear of thunder weren’t able to focus at all, thus; they were more stressed out than they already were. You could hear their frustrated groans and their foot anxiously tapping against the floor. Other students who were younger than them were hanging out in various spots in Hogwarts whereas the eldest were stuck in their studying hall.

“It’s practically impossible to be first, though. Everyone knows that no one can be first other than me.” The Slytherin boasted to the other Slytherin with confidence lacing their words. That caused a habitual eye roll from the latter and 'left-on-read’ ignore from her. She was obviously not in the mood to deal with the Head Boy of the Slytherin house. Although he was incorrect and she wanted to correct him badly, she bit her tongue and held herself back. Jimin knew that shoving misconceptions down the Head Girl’s mouth ticked her off. “Like using spells out of Hogwarts and using the excuse of 'defending’ yourself doesn’t-”

“Listen, rice bowl. I don’t care about your opinion about me or anything related to me! Matter of fact, we all know that I could easily beat you in a duel. Don’t forget that I was the one who saved your crusty ass from a dementor that time, so a simple ‘thanks’ would have sufficed. I really should’ve ran away instead.” Eunbi muttered the last part with her signature eye roll before she returned back to her notes, picking up her quill. 'I really shouldn’t have opened my mouth.’ She thought to herself with a mental cringe at her stupid and impulsive actions

“Rice bowl?!”

“Oh, my God.” Eunbi groaned then looked at him in the eyes for the first time. She failed to notice his recently bleached hair previously due to her ignoring him at all times. She was too focused on her studies rather his beings. “You dyed your hair?” she accidentally thought out loud, her voice sounding softer. Eunbi mentally face palmed at herself and tore her eyes away from him.

“With your short attention span, I’m not surprised that you noticed five days after. But yeah, obviously, I did.” Jimin scoffed and pushed his hair backwards, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. His hair was also styled different than usual. It was usually styled like the majority of the male population in South Korea; a bowl head. Not that it didn’t complement him that much, but when his hair was parted from the side, it was way better.

“Okay.” Eunbi sighed then closed her books, shoving them in her bag along with her messy notebooks. She stood up and gave him a sarcastic smile before she stormed out of the study hall. Her facial expression quickly changed after she turned her head away, her sarcastic smile was soon replaced with a bitter one. Her teeth stress-fully nibbled on her lower lip, as she walked to the library. She really hoped that he wouldn’t follow her. She had a practical D.A.D.A—Defense Against the Dark Arts—exam that week, and she wanted to practice on her spells in order to get an outstanding grade. It wasn’t her best subject, but it was neither her worst. She just need to practice a little more.

Her hair bounced from her high ponytail while she sped up her pace. She didn’t want Jimin to catch her and tag along. It was his little plan. It was his plan to distract her the entire time in order she won’t steal his 'throne’, but Eunbi was smarter than that. She could easily study in the Room of Requirements, which was exactly what she was going to do.

“EUNBI!” Someone yelled her name from behind, causing a halt in her steps. Her eyes opened wide and her hand held onto her bag’s strap. She turned around with a small lip bite, her hair moving over to her side from turning her head way too quickly.

There stood a familiar blond guy with his hands shoved in his pockets and a teasing smile on his plump, red lips. His chest heaved up and down from running too fast all of a sudden, giving him the appearance of a lost puppy. His messed up golden locks really added to the look that made him undeniably irresistible. He usually had his hair dyed brown, or black, with a bowl-like head cut. She had to admit that she absolutely hated that hairstyle, but Jimin somehow looked decent in it. But now, his platinum hair was parted from the side, showing his pale forehead. It really complimented him well and he should definitely style it like that more. Of course, Eunbi would never admit that in front of anyone.

However, the second her eyes lingered more on the slumped figure, she knew that he was equally as tired and stressed as her. His bag was barely hanging from his left shoulder as his posture was sluggish. Jimin often walked with his nose stuck up high and his back straight as if he was constantly walking on a fashion runway. That was a total giveaway. He had huge eye-bags beneath his bloodshot eyes. Eunbi was pretty sure that they were dark as well, but he covered it up with makeup flawlessly. Unlike Eunbi, Jimin never showed his tiredness through actions or words. He always had a taunting smile carved onto his face with sly remarks pierced through his tongue. Somehow, just somehow, he looked ethereal.

Eunbi quickly changed her facial expression by furrowing her eyebrows and scowling at him. He let out a low chuckle, approaching her with airy footsteps.

“What do you want from me?” Eunbi cried out, her hand clutching harder onto her bag’s strap.

“You.” Jimin walked dangerously close to her. His body almost hit hers from how close he suddenly got to her, his head tilted down in order to look at her properly. Eunbi quickly took a step back with flushed cheeks.

“Woah, wait—” Eunbi raised her hand. “Stop it.” She spoke in English out of nowhere.

Stop it?” Jimin murmured back with confusion, but also in English. He wasn’t exactly the best in English, hence; it took him a couple of seconds to actually get what she meant.

Jimin’s furrow of eyebrows and slight head scratch looked absolutely adorable in her eyes. It was something natural for a girl like her to impulsively feel such things. It was out of her hand, but she couldn’t help it.

“What do you mean by ‘you’? Do you really think that I—” she got cut off.

“Ah, chill. I want to practice dueling with you.” Jimin raised both of his eyebrows suggestively. “We both have our D.A.D.A practical exam this week, so we both can see who will get the highest mark between us.”

Eunbi scoffed at him and looked at her side before she looked back at him seriously. “I think the results are pretty obvious. You still haven’t perfected your nonverbal spells nor know how to show your patronus.”

“Well, this is a perfect opportunity to prove you wrong. Do you really think all what I do is annoy you?”

Eunbi pursed her lips then nodded her head. “Okay.”

There wasn’t anything that she would lose, right? She thought that she was quite good—actually, she strongly believed that she would beat him two minutes in.

“Anyways, where were you going? The library isn’t anywhere near here.” Jimin pointed out, as he started walking by her side. He could see a small downward curl of her lips from his peripheral vision, confusing him. ‘Why was she frowning?’ he thought to himself worriedly.

“Because I’m not going there.” She simply said, leading the way to a place that Jimin had trouble figuring out. Eunbi then proceeded to ignore his next questions, not really wanting to answer them. It did frustrate him. He really hated being ignored when he was asking questions.

Just when he was about to ask her something else, he involuntarily stopped walking when she did. It took him a second to process that they were standing in front of a huge wall. There was nothing on it or around it. The hall seemed empty as well; most students were either in their dormitories or study hall. He remembered passing by that a couple of times, but he never thought much of it.

Out of nowhere, a door started to appear out of nothingness. It was faint and barely showing, but gradually, it sharpened and appeared more and more.

“Woah…” Jimin breathed out, squinting his eyes. He was already starting to doubt whether there was actually a door before or not.

Eunbi glanced at him then opened the door, walking into the room that appeared out of nowhere. She made sure to keep the door open for him in case it closed. If it did and he reopened it, he could’ve went to a room—or place—different from her. Of course, she wouldn’t mind having him stuck there forever, as she would finally get the rest she needed from the past seven years, but she didn’t have the choice.

“What are you waiting for? Come in before anyone comes!” Eunbi said in a hushed whisper, urging him to come in.

Jimin pressed his lips against each other tightly before he followed her. The second he entered, he found himself in a room he never went to before. He had been a prefect for a couple of years and a Head Boy too, but he never saw that room in his entire life.

It was spacious and definitely perfect for duels. There were big dolls and mannequins on the sides and corners with burns and missing limbs. ‘Probably from jinxes and spells aimed at them’ he concluded. He did a complete turn, admiring the place silently.

Eunbi tossed her bag on a table nearby and took out her wand. It wasn’t anything special, but she wouldn’t be able to live without it.

“Is this your first time here?” she commented while she walked to the end of a long red carpet.

“Yeah. How come I never knew about this place?” Jimin followed her actions and got into place. Eunbi shrugged at him nonchalantly and tucked her a strand of her hair behind her ear. She rolled her sleeves all the way to her forearm and tightened her ponytail.

Jimin mentally scoffed at her actions then gave her a faint smirk. “You’re going down, Eunbi.”

The duel didn’t exactly end in good terms. Jimin managed to injure one of her arms before she flicked his wand out of his hands, finishing the duel between them. The results ended exactly how Eunbi expected them to end, so she wasn’t that surprised. However, he drastically improved. Now, that impressed her.

“Not bad, Park. I expected worse.” Eunbi held onto her arm while walking to where her bag was. Her face twisted at the sudden shots of pain after Jimin could no longer see her face.

A couple of weeks have already passed since their duel, and they were practically over with their N.E.W.T. exams. Their grades were slowly coming out, and Eunbi aced most of them. Her injured arm was an obstacle for her as it was on her dominant hand. It took her a while to actually write.

Jimin, on the other hand, got the best marks—next to Eunbi—and seemed to continue his days normally. He tried his best to cover his worry over the small girl and not ask her if she was okay. He noticed how she was in her dorms almost every day and every night. He didn’t see her in like… three days so far. It did make him think about all of the things he said to her that could’ve possibly hurt her in any way, but he couldn’t think of anything. Everything he said was nothing new nor it was peculiar. ‘Perhaps because I injured her?’

His days were getting dull and boring. He had no one to tease or make fun of. I mean, he could do that with his group of friends, but all of them tease him instead. Therefore, he can’t tease them back or it would sound too out of place. Maybe that was the reason why he felt lonely. He had no one to tease… right?

Jimin clearly remembered the time he met her last time. She was holding a tissue against her nose with her straight hair covering most of her face. She seemed to be rushing and had something important to do. Jimin couldn’t catch up with her, so they didn’t even lock eyes. He can’t bring himself to the girls’ dormitory since he had the authority to do that. He was too much of a coward to approach her and ask her what was wrong.

“Woah, Jimin! Another full grade. No surprise right there.” His close friend, Taehyung, commented loudly and handed him his graded test. A perfect ‘Outstanding’ was written on the top right corner of his exam paper.

Jimin’s lips curled into a small smile at Tae’s little praise, his cheeks slightly turning pink. You might think that he should’ve been a Ravenclaw, but Slytherin fits him the most. He was ambitious and a hard worker. He, like Eunbi and many other Slytherins, would be the last to leave class to finish their notes or the last to sleep from staying up studying for their O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s. He strove for praises and basically lived off them. Jimin is stubborn and persistent too. He wasn’t willing to change his ideas and opinion unless he fully got convinced. His stubbornness was the main reason why he was so adamant on annoying the short girl.

Speaking of her, she finally came to class that time. Her hair was down again, and she didn’t seem too bothered by the noise in the class. Her hand jutted down quick notes with a smooth handwriting. Her short giggles would add to the noisiness of the classroom. Her friend, Yerin, succeeded on making his little bee smile once again. He really had to talk to her.

A little after class, the duo was the last to leave again. Eunbi was finishing her notes, and Jimin did the same as an excuse to stay with her. He got sidetracked for a bit and managed to notice her figure leaving the classroom. Shoving all of his stuff in his bag messily and hurriedly, Jimin stood up quickly—giving him a temporary dizziness. He clumsily followed her. Her figure sped up upon hearing his footsteps. He knew that she didn’t want to talk to him.

“Eunbee?” he called out as he started to jog after her.

Eunbi stopped in her tracks then looked at the boy in a dark green uniform. He didn’t look that different from that time. It was like history repeating itself. The two were pretty close to that room too. It was weird… It felt exactly like déjà vu.

Jimin wasn’t exactly the reason why she stopped in her tracks. She stopped because she heard her name.

Eunbi entered her Potions class with quick sniffs. She crumbled the bloody tissue in her hand and tossed it in the trash bin. She had been getting regular nosebleeds due to extreme stress and fatigue. She was so obsessed with the idea of beating Jimin that she hadn’t been taking care of herself properly. The only good thing that came out of that was her rarely seeing him nowadays and getting Outstanding in all of her classes except for one. She didn’t have to deal with his harsh words anymore or go through their daily quarrel anywhere.

Just when she sat on her desk, she found a pack of tissues and a potion in a small tube with the label ‘Calming Draught’ on it. She also found a folded note on the side.

‘Hello Eunbee,

You’ve been extremely stressed lately and nervous about our test results. I’m pretty sure that you’d do great! Just don’t stress out yourself too much.

From, CH.’

Her eyebrows furrowed at the note, trying to remember anyone with the initials CH. She couldn’t think of anyone, making her even more confused. Why would a stranger send her such stuff? Her mind immediately jumped to the conclusion of the person being her ‘secret lover’ but she scoffed at that thought afterwards.

Suddenly, Jimin entered the classroom, making eye contact with her for half a second.

That wasn’t the only time she received such stuff. It made her heart flutter every time she saw something on her desk from afar when she entered her class.

“Eun… bee?” she whispered with her hand slightly covering her mouth before she quickly dropped it down. “Did you just call me Eunbee? As in bee? Bee in English?”

Jimin didn’t seem to focus on what she was saying. He was too carried by checking out her appearance. This time, she was the one with eyebags and messed up hair. Her shirt wasn’t even tucked in well!

“What?” Jimin snapped out of his thoughts and looked at her in the eyes. “I called you Eunbi not Eunbee. Why would I…?”

Eunbi let out a sigh—both a relieved one and a sad one. She was sad because she thought she found who was sending her messages and potions the entire time even if it was someone she hated. She was also relieved that it wasn’t Jimin either. The last thing she wanted was to find out that he liked her.

“Oh, okay.” Eunbi gave him a tightlipped smile then turned her heel and continued walking.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Jimin sighed out loudly and caught up with her, standing in front of her to stop her from waking. “Is it because I hurt you that time? You already know that I won’t apologize. It was a duel and someone getting hurt was inevitable.”

“Did you seriously approach me after days just to justify yourself? Not everything revolves around you, Jimin! I never expected an apology from you, and I don’t want one. I don’t care, Jimin. I don’t care about you. I don’t care about anything related to you. So, please, please leave me alone.” Eunbi’s voice was getting louder and louder by each word she said.

Jimin clenched his fist in his pocket and bit his lower lip out of frustration. He couldn’t exactly describe what he felt the second he heard her say that she didn’t care. He knew that she didn’t, but hearing it coming from her mouth hurt him in ways he never thought he would.

He let out a sigh, “Listen, Eunbi. I didn’t mean it that way.”

“Whatever, Jimin. I’m serious about this. Leave me alone… for once.”

And with that, with a swish of her robe and a twist of her heel, Eunbi walked away from the hopeless boy who was holding on tight to a small paper.

Finally, N.E.W.T.s were finally over. Eunbi aced her Potions practical and writing test. She was the only one who was able to do so, which surprised both her and the professor. Jimin did horrible compared to his exams, but he didn’t seem that bothered when he looked at it. Eunbi was staring at him from the corner of her eye for the rest of the class. A simple sigh and flipping the paper wasn’t how you were supposed to react when you get Acceptable.

Of course, when the professor handed out her exam to her, he praised her for being the only student to not have not even one mistake. He even went as far as saying that she would be able to create one of the hardest potions ever—Felix Felicis. It would take more than six months to be brewed correctly. Eunbi was able to brew a Polyjuice potion in her second year at Hogwarts, so it would probably be easy for a prodigy.

Eunbi, being a sucker for praise, thanked him and bowed her head too. Her cheeks were a light shade of pink from the amount of attention she suddenly had on her.

“What did you get, loser?” Eunbi called out for Jimin while waving her exam paper. Their exam results were out and Eunbi was more than satisfied with her grades. She couldn’t wait until she got to brag about them to Jimin.

“Obviously, an O.” Jimin scoffed and squinted his eyes at her exam sheet, snatching it from her hands. She also got an O. “Didn’t it take you hours of constant study to achieve that? It took me only an hour.”

“At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if you drink Liquid Luck beforehand.” Eunbi rolled her eyes. “You aren’t always giddy and happy, though.”

“Are you calling me lucky?”

“Listen, fucker. Remember that time where you—”

“Listen, fucker.” Jimin first mocked her, making his voice even higher. “How many times will you remind me of that incident? It already ruined my reputation when people found out that I got saved by a midget.”

“Hey! Your voice is already high-pitched, so no need to make it even higher. It would basically sound the same.” Eunbi grabbed her exam sheet from her and walked away from his desk before he could reply back to her.

With that being over, they finally started class. They were supposed to learn how to brew The Draught of Living Death. It’s an extremely powerful potion that makes whoever drinks it get into a really deep slumber. It was hard to perfect too, but Eunbi accepted all challenges when it came to Potions. She just loved that subject to death.

“Students, please pair up with whoever you wish to pair up with. Doesn’t matter if they’re from the same house as you or not.” The professor instructed them before he started writing on the board with white chalk.

Everyone already had a partner and was sitting with them except for Eunbi and Jimin. Jimin preferred working alone whereas Eunbi had no one to pair with. She didn’t really like any of the students in her class and often ignored them. Therefore, they had no choice but to actually work together. And again, that was no surprise. They always had to pair up together if both sides didn’t have a partner.

It wasn’t Jimin who approached Eunbi first, but it was rather the latter. For a good, straight week, he avoided her. He didn’t even maintain eye contact with her. Whenever he saw her, he would just ignore her and walk away. It wasn’t like she was bothered by it, but she never expected him to actually do it. She definitely felt lonelier than before. Plus, she stopped receiving notes and small gifts from that secret person for a week. Eunbi just convinced herself by saying:

“What happened to that person who kept sending you notes and shit?” Yerin asked her while she ate from het spicy noodles. Her hair was tucked behind both ears while she blew on her noodles to make it not too hot to eat.

“They stopped sending them…” Eunbi sighed out and nibbled on her pickled radish. “They probably stopped since we finished our exams.”

Eunbi held all of her stuff and started to walk slowly to Jimin’s desk. He was already preparing the ingredients to start working by himself. Seeing that he already started working by himself made her walk even slower. She never felt that nervous in approaching him. Her heart was already starting to beat fast out of nowhere and her hands were sweating too.

She placed down her stuff on the empty desk beside his then looked up to talk to him. Just as she was about to open her mouth, he ignored her and went back to the cupboard to get two Sopophorous beans. Eunbi pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow before she started to check how many ingredients were left. There wasn’t anything other than the beans, so she just started on her work.

The duo ended up working in silence, each with their own pot. They were supposed to finish it today, but with students not being able to cut the bean, Eunbi highly doubted that they would. The wrinkled beans were flying everywhere. Whenever they tried to cut one, it would jump or hump away. One was even going to hit Eunbi right in her face, but due to Jimin’s quick reflexes, he blocked it from hitting her forehead. Being a leader of the Quidditch team really paid off.

“Thank you.” She muttered, glancing at him. She managed to see how he was doing with his potion, and it wasn’t going well for him either. His hair was getting really messy and all over the place. He managed to cut the bean, but he didn’t get that much of juice from it. Hence, he was a bit hesitant on continuing his work.

Eunbi, on the other hand, was waiting for the salt water to rest for five minutes exactly. Seeing Jimin struggle with angling the cauldron in order to pour drops of wormwood essence made her reach out and replace his hands with hers. Her right hand held onto his cauldron and angled it slightly, and with her other hand, she poured in the essence while counting them under her breath.

“Now do the same thing but with your left hand and at a different angle.” She instructed while handing him the bottle.

Jimin nodded at her without uttering any word and did exactly what she said. His teeth were playing with his lips, too focused into what he was doing. Brewing that potion was nowhere near easy. It had a lot of steps that was too confusing. Even Eunbi felt lost at certain steps, not really sure on how to continue.

After a couple of tries and frustrated groans, Potions class has ended with no one being able to brew it properly. One student’s potion caused a sudden explosion when the teacher placed a small leave in his cauldron to check if it was brewed properly. For Eunbi, her potion’s color didn’t match exactly what the instructions said in her book. It definitely did frustrate her; she never got such bad results. Even the teacher tsked at her when he passed by her desk, and he let out a small, disappointing sigh when he saw Jimin’s bizarre potion in his pot.

Once the teacher dismissed the class, Jimin and Eunbi were assigned to return everything back to their place. It was their turn that time, thus; they stayed behind. It was their last class for the day, so they could spend there as long as they wanted to.

The stillness in the air made it difficult for Eunbi to think properly in order to forget the presence of Jimin. It was really awkward between them, and it got even worse when Eunbi accidentally bumped against his chest.

She was placing a box of Valerian roots in one of the cupboards, and when she turned around, she bumped into him. He was trying to place Asphodel to where it belonged. Her forehead hit his chest with her head tilted down. It was as if he suddenly planted roses on her cheeks because she was very red from that incident. They never got that close before other than the time Jimin decided to tease her by being close to her. He wasn’t that close to her that time either.

Jimin’s eyes were wide open when he felt her body hit against his. Instinctively, his body started heating up and sweating from the sudden close contact. Sure, he was with multiple girls and did things that he was rumored for with them, but being that close to Eunbi made his heart combust. It was weird how a ‘Sex God’ would get vulnerable and submissive for a girl who barely reached his shoulder.

Jimin closed his eyes for a good two seconds, let out a deep breath, leaned over and placed what he was holding inside the cupboard. He could feel her stop breathing for a second before she inhaled out nervously. Just when he felt her petite hand about to hold his shirt, he quickly stepped back and walked away with his heart beating against his ribcage. He made sure to not let her see his tomato-like face. ‘Fuck.’ That was the only thing that came in his mind after that.

Thankfully, they had nothing more to do, so Jimin left immediately. He had Quidditch practice, anyways. He was late, but ‘better late than never’ he always said. Jimin knew deep down that he just used that as an excuse to not talk to Eunbi.

It was really hard to avoid her. There were many times where he had to hold himself back from talking to her. It became a habit of his to say sarcastic remarks directed towards her, and it was hard to not do that. He would even find himself staring at her while thinking. It would’ve been really embarrassing if she caught him staring with a blank face.

At first, it was easy to avoid her. He grew hurt over her words—which she probably said out of anger, or so he hoped—that he held a grudge against her for a while. It was typical for a Slytherin to hold a lot of grudges and for a long period of time. Since he grew so attached to her, he couldn’t hold it on for too long. Jimin still questioned himself, ‘Why did I end up getting emotionally attached to her? How?’

Shaking off his thoughts, Jimin walked to the Quidditch field.

Eunbi decided to stay behind and work again on the potion. She really wanted to perfect it. Being a perfectionist made her stay up countless of nights trying to perfect everything she had to do.

Her hair was retied into a ponytail that time and made sure to let all of her hair pushed backwards. Her sleeves were rolled up—something she did whenever she was about to do something that she had to focus on. It made her more focused, somehow.

She first started off with the bean, struggling with cutting it. She was close to cutting herself when she held it down tightly with her thumb and index finger. Eunbi even thought of holding it down but holding the knife as if she was going to stab someone and stabbing the bean. She quickly dropped that idea in the fear of stabbing herself instead. Just when she was holding it between her fingers, she realized how easy it could be crushed. Therefore, she crushed it with the flat side of her knife rather than her fingers or hands.

Then, she followed the rest of the steps carefully, making sure to set a timer to get it exactly right. However, when she was putting drops of the bean’s juice, she accidentally put it a drop extra that made her panic.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She kept cursing loudly since there was no one in the room while walking around in frustration. She was about to run her fingers through her hair but realized that it was tied back, so she rested her hand on her head. Eunbi checked the watch on her wrist and realized that it was getting late already. They were going to close the class room once it was time for them to sleep, so she didn’t have a lot of time to redo it. “I’ll just continue with that.”

Eunbi went back to her cauldron and continued to stir it, gradually adding in more substance. Finally, she just had to stir it, leave it for two minutes, add another root and leave it to brew. She held her large spoon with her dominant hand and rested the other one on her hips. Just as she finished stirring it anti-clockwise, she stirred it clockwise too. The book didn’t tell her to do that, but she already gave up at that point. While she left her potion to brew, she began tidying up the mess she did.

“EUNBI!” Yerin barged into the room out of nowhere, causing her friend to jump ten feet high.

Eunbi got scared for a good second before she saw her friend by the door, panting heavily. “Jesus Christ. You scared the shit out of me.” She sighed out, as her heart continued to beat fast from the sudden appearance of Yerin. “What’s wrong? You look like you ran for five kilometers.”

“Because I did! I was watching Gryffindor’s and Slytherin’s Quidditch practice just to spend time with that cute girl I told you about, but all of a sudden, someone fell from their broom.” Yerin explained with exaggerated hand movements.

Eunbi raised an eyebrow at her and let out another sigh. “You ran all the way to here just to tell me this?”

She glanced at the potion and decided to leave it overnight just like her textbook instructed her. It looked pretty good since she fucked up three times already. It confused her because such advanced potions usually don’t work out if there was a small mistake.

“Eunbi… It’s Jimin who fell. He just suddenly—I don’t know! He fainted out of nowhere. He looked pretty sick and pale before practice. I know you really hate him, but I felt like telling y—” Yerin stopped halfway through her sentence when Eunbi’s figure passed by her quickly. She turned around and saw Eunbi running down the hall as fast as she can.

‘He’s probably at the infirmary now.’ Eunbi thought to herself and headed there.

Her thoughts and feelings all rushed at once that became indescribable. She was more than worried about him. They weren’t exactly on the best terms, and their secret feelings weren’t mutual. That didn’t prevent her from checking on him. She tried so hard to convince herself into hating him, but deep down, she knew she couldn’t. Spending seven years with him by her side somehow affected him. She even felt lonely when they started ignoring each other.

Eunbi ignored the burning feeling in her legs and continued running to the infirmary ward. Her hair bounced behind her while her robe was flying too. She could care less at that point. She just hoped that Jimin was fine.

She entered the spacious room suddenly, grabbing the attention of some of the patients there. But that didn’t matter at all. Eunbi had to see her blond friend.

“Jimin?” she instinctively muttered out while she walked around with a slight panic dancing around her feet. She then finally reached his bed where he was laying down on peacefully.

His hair was flat against his forehead, and his mouth was lightly opened. Soft snores came out of his mouth whenever he took in deep breaths. His leg seemed to be in a cast—he broke his left leg. It pained her to see him so fragile and tired. There were huge bruises on the left side of his face too. He probably fell and hit his entire left side of his body.

Eunbi’s hand reached out shakily to the bruised side of his face. His once smooth skin was then covered in splashes of dark blue and purple. It looked like it really hurts from how discolored it was. She never saw such a bad bruise in her entire life especially on a person she was attached to.

Her shaking hands rested against his face; her warm skin meeting his freezing skin. If it weren’t to his heavy breathing, she would had thought that he was dead from how cold he was. He was very pale as well with a slight blue-ish tint. It really worried her. She couldn’t help but feel that.

“I’m sorry.” She mumbled, sadness evident in her voice.

Eunbi really regretted being that harsh to him. She failed to notice that he, too, was equally stressed out as she was. She then remembered his appearance a week before their exams, and it made her feel even more guilty than before. She really gave her a hard time and thought only about herself. Just the thought of Jimin being alone with no support felt like a stab to the heart.

After a while, she dropped her hand and held his freezing hand. Thankfully, they were covered by the curtains, so no one else saw what Eunbi was doing. She didn’t want to be close to him in front of other students who thought that the duo hated each other.

Intertwining their fingers together, Eunbi started to talk in a low voice. “I really should’ve been considerate towards you. It’s pathetic how I finally decide to talk to you once you get injured and badly hurt. I’m too much of a coward to say this to your face, but I… I really want us to be friends instead. That seems impossible, considering your feelings aren’t mutual. I just felt really lonely for the past week because you weren’t pestering me all time. I regret saying ‘I don’t care’ because I do. I care a lot.”

Eunbi felt a lot better after getting that off her chest. There was a lot more that she wanted to say, but she had to leave, anyways. Her curfew was about to start, and she had to patrol around the Slytherin house to make sure there weren’t any student out.

“Now I have to patrol around by myself… again.” She sighed out then slowly pulled her hand away from his. Eunbi felt like something was stuck in her throat, making it harder for her to say anything. She felt like crying in guilt and regret, but Eunbi rarely cried. She hated crying more than anything.

However, something stopped her from pulling her hand away.

His now-warm hands held hers tightly, not wanting to let go. He first held her by hooking his fingers with hers then he tugged her closer to him in order to properly hold her hand.

“What…?” she first thought out in confusion, staring at their hands with a small blush. ‘Was he a-awake the whole time?’ she stammered nervously.

She waited for a couple of seconds, waiting for him to move to say anything. Nothing. He did nothing other than stop snoring and holding her hand. Glancing at their hands again, Eunbi decided to stay a bit longer. She pulled a chair closed to his bed and sat down beside him. Her hand was still holding his hand, but it was resting on his chest that time.

Eunbi sat staring at his face silently and intently, not wanting to cause any disturbance. She never stared at his face for that long in her life. She never noticed how he had three moles on his forehead and one on his neck. His hair usually covered his forehead all the time, so she never noticed, of course. Eunbi’s eyes lingered on the sleeping boy longer than intended. He looked so peaceful and innocent while sleeping; it was magical. His cheeks were hollowed in, though. They used to be chubby and always gave her the urge to squeeze or poke them. Now, they were gone. They were gone and filled with deep colors and even a small cut. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight, honestly. His wrists looked really thin too.

“Please take care of yourself.” Eunbi muttered under her breath unintentionally.

After a couple of minutes, Eunbi checked the time and saw that she really had to go. There were times where she hated being a Head Girl and that time was one of them. If she could stay up all night beside him, she would. It would had been really confusing to Jimin if he woke up to find her sleeping on the chair beside him with his hand holding hers.

She leaned forward towards his face and touched his forehead with the back of her hand to check whether he was still cold. Instead, he got a lot warmer than before, causing her to let out a sigh of relief. ‘He’s getting better.’ She thought with a small smile. Eunbi then proceeded by covering his exposed forehead with his dyed hair, her fingers running through them softly. His hair was surprisingly soft which explained why her she kept running her fingers through his hair for a while.

Jimin leaned closer to her while his eyes were closed. He softly pressed his lips against hers and slightly tightened his grip on her hand. His lips stayed still on hers since Eunbi didn’t kiss him back. Her eyes were wide open in shock, instead. She was lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even feel nor see him move. It definitely surprised Eunbi. He was supposed to be sleeping not listening to her silently.

Eunbi’s cheeks were redder than ever. Her blind went blank for five seconds exactly, too overwhelmed by the sudden hormones released within her body. The last thing she ever expected from him was him kissing her. His lips were smooth and plump that drove her even crazier. There were times where she actually wondered how would it feel like to kiss him. He was rumored to be one of the best kissers in school, and Eunbi impulsively thought about that whenever she daydreamed.

Not wasting any other seconds, she closed eyes and kissed him back, completely melting into the kiss. Her heart was beating way too quickly while she felt electricity down her spine. She slowly pulled away her hand from his hair and cupped the non-bruised side of his face gently. Eunbi made him lean back, so it would be more comfortable for him. He was injured, after all.

Their kiss wasn’t anything over the top. It wasn’t filled with their tongues clashing with each other. Their lips moved slowly and passionately against each other in a perfect sync. Eunbi did kiss many guys in her life, but she couldn’t be compared to Jimin. He was extremely good at kissing. The way he—once—softly bit her bottom lips then lightly wrapped his arm around her waist somehow made kissing him even better than it already is.

Soon, the two had to pull away to breathe. Eunbi rested her forehead against his after it, not really wanting to pull away. Her chest was heaving up and down heavily. Jimin, on the other hand, opened his eyes for the first time that night. His lips were a bit swollen and red from how long they had kept making out. Seeing Eunbi’s lips in the same state as his because of him made him feel all kinds of feels.

Eunbi’s eyes opened a second after he opened his, not really knowing what to do or how to react. She started to rub her thumb against his cheek—which she previously rested her hand on during their kiss. She tried her best to not hurt him while doing that. After staying in that position for a while—their eyes staring deeply at each other, Eunbi pulled her face and hand away from his face. However, she kept holding his hand with her other one.

“I will.” Jimin spoke out of nowhere, slightly tightening his grip on her hand for a second.

Eunbi looked at him in confusion. “Will what?”

“I will take care of myself.” And for the first time in seven years, she saw him smile at her.

It had been three days already. Whenever they saw each other, Eunbi’s cheeks would immediately change in color, just like his. They would get slightly pushed forward if one of their friends were beside them, teasing them about the kiss they shared. No one knew about it other than Jimin’s and Eunbi’s circle of friends. They—their friends—would try to get them to talk to each other, but they grew shy and would most likely stutter a lot. Many students had noticed that too. The school grew quiet due to their lack of fights.

During Potions class, they were still paired up together. They would accidentally bump hands from time that sent them both into a red mess. Somehow, Eunbi managed to get them an O on their assignment of making the Draught of Death. It confused her how she got it correct despite making three mistakes. She definitely had to redo it but how the book instructed her to do to see if there were any differences. Hence, she did that during the weekend.

It was their fourth day.

Eunbi was in the Room of Requirement with a bunch of ingredients and torn papers on a huge desk. Her cauldron was in the middle with medium fire beneath it. She spent her entire day off just to test an advanced potion. She really loved potion-making which was obvious at that point. It didn’t bore her. Instead, she enjoyed it. It was her hobby. However, it made her lose a track of time. It was already midnight. Thankfully, it wasn’t her turn to patrol, so she took her time in finishing the potion.

Her results did satisfy her in a way. She managed to get her hands on a different potions book and found another recipe! So, she did that one too. It wasn’t as complicated as the one in her text book; she finished it really quickly. While it was left on the fire, Eunbi started to clean the mess she did. She planned on staying there overnight since she was too lazy and didn’t want to risk getting caught by a teacher or another Head Student.

Eunbi hummed softly while cleaning to distract herself. Her steps were a bit airy and danced around faintly. She loved doing that whenever she was cleaning or had to do something. It made her have a bit of fun while doing that. It was a weird way of enjoying things, but she didn’t care as long as no one saw her.

Her dancing came to a halt when she went to check her cauldron. She turned the fire beneath it off and dropped a leaf into the purple mixture. Only half of it dissolved, making her let out a frustrated groan. It was becoming a waste of time to her at that point. She felt herself take back everything she said about how she loved potions and pouted at herself in frustration.

“Are you seriously going to keep trying it over and over again? You already got it correct in that ‘secret’ way of yours.” A voice boomed into the place, making her jump a bit in her seat. It was Jimin.

“Ah, you scared me.” Eunbi placed her hand over her chest in a way to calm herself down.

Jimin stood by the door with his hands in his pants. It was a habit for him to shove his hands in his pockets. Nonetheless, he looked quite attractive while leaning against the door frame too. He was completely healed by then. She noticed how he didn’t limp as he used to before when he walked towards her and how his bruises were gone.

“I’m just curious… It’s fun, anyways.” Eunbi’s voice got lower with each word as she looked down at the large table. She wrapped up the herbal roots she had and carried the rest of the stuff she had to the cupboards on the wall.

Jimin nonchalantly sat on her couch and ran his fingers through his hair while looking at her bouncing around. Seeing her struggle to put on some stuff on the top shelf immediately reminded him of that time they bumped into each other accidentally. Weirdly, he realized how Eunbi reached out to hug him—he felt her hand reaching out to his shirt or waist—and back when they kissed, he was the one who reached out to her. It seemed a bit funny for him how things kept getting mirrored between them.

“You’re going to sleep here?” Jimin asked her once he saw her blankets on the couch he sat on.

Eunbi nodded back in response. “Yeah. Shouldn’t you be sleeping?”

“Mhm.” He leaned backwards against the couch, his eyes wandering around the place in curiosity. It was different this time. Last time there were a bunch of mannequins and a long carpet on the floor, but it became all cupboards and drawers. It seemed like a Potions class that he didn’t know off. Jimin still didn’t know how the RoR worked.

“Uh, can you please turn around and close your eyes. I want to change.” Eunbi said shyly when she took her pajamas that were beside him. It was a white tank top with some dark green hoodie and sweatpants.

Jimin’s cheeks heated up and nodded, facing the opposite direction and placing his hands on his eyes. He felt his cheeks heat up more and more whenever he thought how the girl he, possibly, liked was half-naked behind him. He managed to catch a glimpse of her white tank top and thanked the Lord above that she was going to wear a hoodie on top of it. Jimin felt as if he was going to light up into flames if he saw her only in a tank top. A white one to be precise.

“I’m done.” Eunbi informed him quietly and started to fold her uniform and robe. “Why are you here, anyways?”

She sat down beside him, still folding her clothes. Her hoodie’s hood was over her head and covered most of her face. Well, it reached till her forehead. ‘Cute.’ Jimin thought to himself with a small smile before he took her large robe to help her fold her clothes faster.

“I just wanted to talk with you about… something.” Jimin stammered nervously. He didn’t know how to exactly start. He could tell that Eunbi knew exactly what he wanted to talk about and that made him even more nervous than before.

Eunbi paused for a second then continued with her work, giving him a small nod on urging him to continue what he wanted to say. She perfected her blank face, but her brain was screaming ‘fuck’ repeatedly. She was starting to panic from the inside.

“About the kiss. I- um-” Jimin forgot everything that he wanted to say; he wanted to die from embarrassment. He placed the robe he folded on top of the ones Eunbi just finished then cleared his throat and looked at her properly. “Why didn’t you push me back?”

Eunbi gathered all of the courage she had and looked up at him. Her fingers were starting to play nervously with each other when she bluntly said, “I didn’t want to.”

“Do you regret it?” Jimin’s voice went a bit lower this time. He was starting to ask a lot of questions, and he hoped that she wouldn’t misunderstand him. It was the last thing he wanted that time.

“Do you want a truth or lie?” Eunbi said after a pause and started playing with the hem of her hoodie. Jimin didn’t waste a second on replying back.

“I didn’t. It’s because—” she immediately got cut off by him.

Jimin slightly pouted at her. “I wanted to talk first. Anyways, if you’re wondering why I kissed you then—”

“If you’re here to tell me that it was a mistake, please leave.” Eunbi suddenly broke eye contact with him and looked down at her hands.

“No. I- I heard everything you said that night, and it’s the main reason why I’m so nervous right now.” He held her left hand with the two of his shaky hands. “It’s been bothering me lately, and I’ve been dying to tell you. My feelings towards you are mutual.”

Eunbi looked up at him quickly with her eyes open. He was looking at their hands rather than her face which explained why he was able to say something at that point. “Wha—”

“Except for one thing.” Jimin cut her off again. “I don’t want us to be friends. I want something more than that. I want to be able to hold you whenever I want you and comfort you during your exams. I want to play with your hair and shower you with compliments.”

Eunbi used her free hand to hold his shaky hands and calm him down. It was like she was indirectly encouraging him to go on.

“You know how you used to get secret notes and small gifts when we had our N.E.W.T.s? They were all from me… that’s why I accidentally called you Eunbee once. When you fought with me that time, I got really hurt and stopped sending you notes. That’s why you haven’t gotten them in forever. It’s such a cliché thing to do, but I had no other way to express my feelings.” Jimin confessed, feeling his heart about to burst from how fast it was beating. He never, ever felt this way in his life before. He never got so vulnerable to a girl—or anyone—before.

Silence filled the room afterwards, and that made Jimin feel even worse. It was like his stomach and intestines were being squeezed then thrown in a blender. Rejection never felt so bad in his life.

“Jimin…” That was the first word she said to break the iciness of the air. “Look at me.”

Jimin slowly lifted his head up to look at her properly. He could feel his cheeks and ears burning, but he hoped that it wasn’t that noticeable. He felt more than embarrassed. He hadn’t confessed to a girl like this properly. All his relationships were one-sided; he dated just for the sake of dating. He never confessed to a girl he actually liked.

“I like you too, Jimin.” Eunbi confessed with confidence.

Jimin didn’t know how to react. He never expected her to actually like him back. There were times where he thought that she did like him back, but being the ‘insecure lil-shit’—he always called himself that—he convinced himself that she didn’t like him. It was best to let his expectations low rather than high. He didn’t want to be disappointed later on.

“Y-You do?” Jimin asked with hope glittering in his eyes. Eunbi nodded back him with a reassuring smile and another hand squeeze. She really knew how to comfort him—how to reassure him. She even went as far as leaning forward and planting a short-lived kiss on his lips. Jimin still felt the same electricity he felt that night at the infirmary. It still shook him to the core of his heart that he forgot to kiss back.

Jimin looked in a daze after she pulled away. He became such a mess whenever he got that close to her. From his messed-up hair to his sweaty palms, it was safe to say that he fell in love with her. He couldn’t think or process things properly in his mind when Eunbi was within his sight. And that was exactly how he was at that moment. With no effort, he reattached his lips against hers, craving for the taste of them.

He sneakily, but properly, wrapped his arms around her waist this time, and Eunbi wrapped her arms around his neck as well. It was definitely getting hotter between them. The gap between them was getting smaller and smaller since Jimin kept leaning forward. Their kiss felt a little bit needier that time. His tongue instantly collided with hers in an open mouth kiss that was full of teeth clashing. It was getting hotter and hotter each second. He couldn’t help but push her backwards, softly resting her back against the couch.

Eunbi felt body slightly to start sweating from how hot it became. Her thick hoodie didn’t make it any better. She just wanted to take it off and throw it away, but she wasn’t really wearing any bra underneath her top. With her chest pushed against his, he probably knew that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Except for her panties.

Pulling him closer to her, she hooked her legs around his legs, completely closing the space between them when she pressed her hips against his. For once, they felt whole just like a completed puzzle. Their movements were in sync. Their lips kept moving together at once, and their lower bodies lightly grinded against each other. His hands slithered underneath her outerwear and rested against the sides of her body, gripping on them. The two never felt so emotionally attached to someone. It definitely made their experience feel a lot better.

Eunbi couldn’t exactly explain what was going through her mind other than she was desperate for him. She wanted him to be hers and only hers for the rest of her life. It was ironic how she hated him a month ago, but liked him a month after. She didn’t exactly, really hate him. She just masked her developing feelings with that in order to not deal with a one-sided crush on someone who despised her at that time.

Just when she was running out of breath, Jimin pulled away from her and asked, “can I take off your clothes?”

“Yeah.” She breathed out in both excitement and nervousness.

“Are things moving way too fast for you? Is this your first time?” Jimin asked her at once. It was evident that he cared about her. He seemed too focused on making her feel comfortable and pleasured. Eunbi’s heart lurched the second time he asked her, just wanting to be sure that she wasn’t feeling pressured or forced.

Eunbi smiled at him and shook her head. It wasn’t really her first time, nor it was her second. She really had no shame in saying that whether to Jimin or someone else. “Just take off my hoodie already. It’s getting hot.”

“Whatever you wish for, princess.” He chuckled and took off her hoodie smoothly. His actions moved against her body with ease that made her feel aroused more than she already is. The way the word ‘princess’ rolled off his mouth fluently filled her with all kinds of lust. She could feel the knot in her lower abdomen tightening.

Jimin’s eyes stared at her perked nipples that showed through her white tank top. His half-lidded eyes started lustfully at them for a while with his teeth toying with his bottom lip. He then leaned down and gave her a quick peck. She quickly grabbed his tie to prevent him from leaning away and forcefully pulled him closer to her. Her swollen lips kissed his roughly with her hips bucking up for some sort of friction.

“Are you that eager?” he scoffed playfully when he pulled away and cupped her through her clothed core. Jimin enjoyed seeing her writhe underneath him and nod her head eagerly. The way she bit her lips to hold in her moans while she tried to rub herself against his fingers. “You’d have to wait a bit more, princess.”

Eunbi let out a frustrated groan and stared at him tug at his tie before opening it. Even the way he took off his clothes made him look hotter than he already was. The way he removed them with no problem and ruffled his hair messily afterwards turned her on. At this point, she knew that she would orgasm the second he started his ministrations on her.

Once Jimin took all of his clothes, except for his boxers, he started kissing her neck all the way down to her collarbones. He made sure to spend extra time on each space to fill them with small bruises of love. As he made out against the valley between her neck and shoulder, he moved his left hand to her boobs and cupped one of them through her tank top. At first, he was gentle to test whether Eunbi was fine with that. Seeing her tilt her head even further and press her chest against him drove him into massaging it roughly. His thumb and index fingers toyed with her nipple, as he buried his face in her neck.

Eunbi not moaning even once was a new experience for him. Girls—the ones he fucked previously—tend to moan a lot that just working in hushed silence made it slightly weird. That didn’t discourage him, though. He mentally set a goal for himself to get her to moan before they started anything else.

Jimin’s left hand rested beneath her breast and started doing the same to her right one with his right hand this time. He was getting too carried by her boobs that he forgot that he kept sucking and nibbling against the same spot over and over again. When he detached his lips from his canvas, a small string of his saliva was attached to his plumper lips and her neck. However, the forming bruise on her neck was huge. It was deep colored, almost like the shades of a sunset but instead of yellow hues, they were green hues.

He didn’t waste any minute in going down to her chest. He first blew cold air on them, sending chills down her spine. Softly, but quickly, he flicked her perked nipples with the tip of her tongue through her white fabric. That made a silent moan escape her lips, and oh God how he loved that sound. She didn’t specifically moan out a certain word, thus; he set another goal for him. To make her moan his name.

Her tank top was already tossed away from them, exposing Eunbi’s bare chest. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful, baby.” Jimin noticed how Eunbi loved getting praised and complimented. She would try to hold back a grin from appearing on her face and would redden whenever someone praised her for anything she did. He made a mental note to not forget to genuinely compliment her.

Then, he started by pecking her lips, then her jaw, then her the middle of her neck. He continued doing that till he reached the small curve between her boobs. He gave her right nipple a long and flat lick before he wrapped his mouth around it. Jimin kept massaging it with his tongue while his left hand kept playing with her left boob. He would teasingly would bite onto her perked bud, sending shocks of electricity through her body.

It was no lie that Jimin was pretty good. He was skilled in making a woman on the edge without even properly starting. Eunbi was trying her best to hold back her moans; she sensed that it was a growing competition between them. She, being the Eunbi we all know, didn’t want to lose to him for the nth time. The way his hardened member would rub against her wet—and clothed—core every once in a while made the pits of her abdomen to tighten.

She tangled her fingers in his blond locks and lightly pulled him closer to her. She could feel him smirk against her, but thankfully, he chose to not say anything. She didn’t want to deal with his teasing during such intimate moments too. She was grateful that he complied with her desires and got rougher with his movements.

Her lips parted open when she suddenly felt pressure on her clit, her grip on his hair tightened. His hand managed to squeeze between their bodies and found its way to her sensitive bud. She was already rubbing herself against his fingers desperately, not able to hold herself back. He didn’t bother moving her fingers nor pulling his hand away. His middle finger rested firmly against her; she felt like he wasn’t going to move until she told him that. She really didn’t want to lose to him, but she was starting to not care at that point. Eunbi was getting overwhelmed by her sexual frustration that she wanted to cum badly.

“Please start moving.” Eunbi mumbled shyly, her fingers tugging his hair.

“I didn’t even start moving, and I can feel your wetness through your sweatpants.” He joked with a slight smile after he pulled away from her chest.

“Don’t make me regret giving you my consent.” Eunbi sighed and ignored how her pink her face became from embarrassment.

“But I love teasing you. I love your cheeks would flush pink and how you would cutely scoff or sigh at me.” Jimin pouted while looking up at her and wrapping one arm around her waist. He wasn’t wrong after-all, as Eunbi did exactly what he just said. She fought back her smile and looked up at the ceiling.

Jimin moved up to her and pecked her lips, his dimple evident on the right side of his face. He loved how her cheeks got even redder while she tried to avoid making eye contact with him. He never saw her that shy and insecure in front of him, and he honestly thought that she looked adorable. He stared at her with a small eye smile then started to walk his way back down.

This time, he moved all the way to her hips. He held both sides on her pants and pulled it off her legs, making sure that he didn’t remove her underwear. Her bare legs slightly rubbed against each other, too embarrassed to open her legs again. Her actions casted doubt in his heart.

“Are you sure you want to…?” He asked for the third time, wanting nothing but reassurance from her.

“I’m more than sure.” Eunbi said firmly; she hoped that he would stop asking and trust her for once.

Jimin nodded at her then opened her legs with his warm hands only to get greeted by her pink lace underwear. She had a huge wet spot in the middle that made him feel more than proud that he was the one that caused that.

He first placed her legs on his shoulders with no effort before he started to rub his fingers against her. The roughness of her fabric added more to her pleasure that made her move her hips. Using his free hand, he hooked his arm around one of her legs to hold her down. A sharp breath left her mouth when he forcefully pinned her hips down and continued to rub his fingers through her clothed core. He continued to tease her for half a minute then changed what he was doing.

Jimin finally took off her underwear and tossed it away. A strand of her juices was attached to her underwear that made the sight even better to look at. He probably had a full boner by then but he just wanted to make her feel good at the time being.

“I’m so fucking lucky to be able to fuck you. You’re just so hot and beautiful that I can’t wait to be in you.” He breathed out against her core, sending vibrations through her body both from his words and his actions. “Fuck, you’re probably so, so wet and tight.”

A flick of his tongue against her clit made her moan louder than last time and tugged his hair again to encourage him to go on. He then ran his tongue flatly against her, ending it with a small ‘pop’. He continued doing that until he attached his lips around her clit, gently sucking on it. Her deep breaths filled the entire room while she tried to grind her hips against his face that caused Jimin to ‘tsk’.

“Fuck—Jimin…”  Eunbi moaned out when she felt him bit her very gently and softly. Just when she moaned out his name, he inserted one of his fingers—his index—into her and curled it. That wasn’t enough for her, she wanted more. She wanted him to fuck her badly and being slowly and painfully teased by him made her feel as if they would stay up for hours just fucking on the couch. It’s not like she didn’t mind; she got even more excited.

His ministrations soon became faster and quicker; his finger was moving in and out of her while he continued to lick and suck on her bundle of nerves. With his finger constantly hitting her g-spot recklessly, Eunbi felt close to her orgasm. It didn’t feel like she was just going to orgasm, but she felt more than that.

Jimin, being the experienced person he was, knew exactly that she was close to cumming. Her legs started to shake and her toes curled and uncurled uncontrollably. He could even feel her core throbbing against his finger that made him add an extra finger in, stretching her even further.

Eunbi’s hand impulsively pulled him closer to her in a way to get off quickly. It felt so good that she didn’t want to orgasm yet, but the knot in her abdomen made it hard to avoid that. His pumps became more rhythmic and faster. A small fuck left her mouth when he sank his teeth into her clit more roughly that time. She started to rub her boobs with her free hand that made her closer to her climax.

A second later, Eunbi’s back arched, as her orgasm ripped through her body. A plentiful of curse words left her mouth in a constant mantra of moans that made Jimin remove his fingers from her and lap her juices. His tongue running across her core made her ride out her orgasm, but seeing that he continued to that on her sensitive clit was becoming a bit painful for her. The grip she had on his hair became loose, as she bathed in the euphoria and pleasure.

“That was so hot, baby.” Jimin said after he pulled away with her juices covering his mouth and entire chin. He wiped them away with the back of his palm, accidentally smearing a bit to his jaw. “I never thought that you’re able to squirt.”

“To be frank, I didn’t know either.” Eunbi admitted and covered her most of her face with her hands. She never squirted in her life before, whether it was because of someone or her, but she lowkey loved it. It felt way better than just orgasming.

Her eyes lingered on his face and his slightly toned body. Due to his bad health, most of his muscles were lost and not visible. However, he still looked handsome in her eyes. He was still handsome to her that she couldn’t peel her eyes away from him. The way how his fingers fumbled around his belt with a part of his hair was sticking out. The way how her juices glistened on his face just added to his overall look. If it was her turn, she wouldn’t know where to place her lips on first.

Once he finally took off his pants and underwear, he towered over her again. Eunbi managed to get a glimpse of his hardened member that had precum on the tip before he rolled on a condom. ‘Fuck.’ She thought when she realized that she was actually sleeping with him. As stated before multiple times, she never expected to kiss him, let alone fucking him. Her heart would flutter every time she thought about how close their bodies would be and how his lips would constantly be on her skin.

A gasp left her mouth when she felt him enter her, stretching her apart. His face dropped into her neck with a moan leaving his mouth and onto her skin that sent vibrations all the way to her core. It was the first time that she heard him moan—or say something other than his sarcastic words—and it made her clench around him. That made him groan and moan at the same time.

“Stop it.” He groaned with her eyes shut close. He wasn’t fully in her, and he already thought that he was to cum right then and there. His fingers dug into her hips bones while he finally, finally he was in her. He didn’t move at all; he just wanted to enjoy it as much as he could before he started moving.

“Please start moving,” she pleaded, squirming under him.

Upon hearing her beg, he started to move in slow and languid movements, his slightly curved member hit her in places that had her legs shaking. She tilted her head to the side to be able to kiss his neck. Her tongue would sometimes lick his skin before she started to bite it. As she worked on giving him hickey on the side of his neck, Jimin grew more and more frustrated. He decided to pick up his fast and substituted his long movements with something quicker and faster.

“Oh, my God, Jimin.” She moaned and wrapped her arms around his torso. Her fingers were starting to dig into his back when his thrusts became more rhythmic than before. He would probably would end up with long, red scratches on his pale back, but he didn’t care. Fuck, her scratching him made him even go faster. It wasn’t only that, but her constantly saying his name in short and ragged breaths encouraged him.

Eunbi couldn’t think of anything at that moment. Her mind was overwhelmed by pleasure that she eventually stopped kissing his neck. She habitually grinded her hips against his that made his thrusts deeper while wrapped her legs around his hips. The heels of her feet dug into her lower back that made him dig deeper into her. The knot in the pit of stomach kept coiling and uncoiling that made her clench around him for a second.

Jimin took one of his hands and started to rub her swollen clit that drove her into clenching tightly around him. He huffed out her name in a silent moan beside her ear. His mouth dropped open a bit when he felt her intentionally clenching around him. He couldn’t think straight for exactly five seconds before he continued to rub her clit with his finger. Jimin felt himself closer to orgasming that made him panic inwardly. He didn’t want to cum before her; it would be such a turn off if he did that.

“Look at me.” He growled at her in a low voice.

Eunbi gladly obliged and tore her eyes open to look at him properly. The second she moved her head to the side to see him, Jimin cupped both sides of her face with his hands and kissed her, making sure to continue his thrusts. Eunbi immediately kissed him back, as passionately as him. Her back arched a bit that made her chest get pressed against his tightly. Unfortunately, the kiss didn’t distract them from their upcoming climax. Eunbi didn’t want to orgasm again; it felt way too good that she wanted to bask in constant pleasure.

It felt so different from her previous experiences. She really couldn’t describe how she felt, but each time he kissed her or thrusted harder, she could feel her stomach convulse and spasm. Along with that, she could feel herself come close to her orgasm for the second time. It was the best fuck she had in her entire life.

“Ah, fuck. I’m so close.” Jimin admitted sheepishly after he pulled away. “I don’t want to orgasm before you do.”

“I’m pretty close too.” Eunbi’s words did surprised him a bit. He thought that she was nowhere near orgasming. ‘That explains why she kept…’ he thought to himself then dropped his hands from her face. “Don’t cum yet, though. It would be such a dick move if you do.”

Jimin chuckled at her warning and nodded his head obediently.

His hand went back to her clit while the other one cupped her breast this time. His thrusts were becoming more sluggish and messy, but he tried to maintain his rhythm. He buried his face in her neck again, not thinking of anything other than making the two of them orgasm. Lewd sounds filled the room; the sound of his skin hitting against hers.

“Cum for me, baby girl. S-Show me how badly you want to cum.”

It wasn’t long until Eunbi came. Her grip on his torso went loose while Jimin’s name rolled off her mouth in a never-ending mantra. Her back arched once again, making her press her boobs press against her chest. Hot waves of pleasure filled her body due to her powerful orgasm. It was very powerful that she curled her toes and bolts of energy ran through her body.

Her muscles kept pulsing and clenching around him that made drove him to his climax too. He moaned her name against her neck and kept thrusting into her slowly this time. Eunbi moved her hips against his to help him—and her, too—ride off their highs.

Jimin slumped against her body, completely boneless in her. The two laid there in silence for a couple of seconds, recovering from their intense orgasms. It wasn’t long before Jimin pulled out of her. He took off his used condom and threw it away. He leaned over her body and grabbed one of his clothes to wipe her core from her and his juices. He took her hoodie and sweatpants, gently putting them on his naked girl’s body. Jimin wore his boxers before he proceeded by covering their body with her blankets and laying down by her side. Thankfully, the couch was quite spacious, so they weren’t stuck to each other.

It took him a while to notice her lingering stare on him that made his eyes crinkle into a small eye-smile. His arms wrapped around her bare waist comfortably and pulled her closer to him. He could feel her heart beating extremely quick in the same way his beat for her. They were literally connected by the heart. He could even feel their hearts beating at the same time after a while. For the first time in his life, he felt that much of a connection to someone. That connection made him peaceful.

Eunbi couldn’t stop staring at Jimin. She grew attached to him, and she doesn’t find herself leaving him anytime soon. Hopefully, she never would. After spending those past weeks in bad blood with him, Eunbi realized that she wouldn’t be able to live without him. His constant teasing and bragging grew on her that her day felt empty whenever he didn’t do that. By then, Eunbi realized that she fell way too deep.

Soon, physical exhaustion overcame them that made them fall asleep. Jimin made sure to peck her forehead and whisper ‘I won. Good-night, princess.’ before he slept after her.

When the duo entered the long, dining hall together, small whispers erupted at the sight of them not bickering for once. Eunbi would always have an annoyed face whenever Jimin was beside her, but she was laughing with him. The sight of her laughing at him while he looked at her with a faint smile and fondness in his eyes was bizarre and weird to other students. They, the new couple, didn’t seem that bothered by the stares they received and nonchalantly sat down beside Eunbi’s friend, Yerin, whose mouth was open in shock.

“You two… what?” Yerin said, forgetting how to speak properly. She stared at them; they sat on the seats in front of her together. They often sat away from each other or one sat on the opposite side of the other. Yerin swallowed her food and pointed her with her metal chopsticks at them. “Do you guys like… like each other or something?”

Jimin glanced at Eunbi then shrugged at Yerin’s question with an ‘innocent’ smirk. He secretly intertwined his pinky finger with hers beneath the table and started eating without saying anything.

While Eunbi ignored her friend’s question and started eating, she tugged his finger, holding back a smile. She could definitely get used to this.

Her Having Small Breast Size: BTS


“Your breast fits into my hand when it needs to be there, and that’s all that matters. It’s not too big, and not too small. Just perfect.”


“But imagine the strain on your body if you had bigger chest? You’d be complaining then, as well. It’s to say that grass is greener on the other side.”


He seriously didn’t understand the concept of you even having a flaw, and the fact that your flaw was your chest size was alien to him because you were just a perfect little human in his eyes.

Rap Monster:

“All breast size is good breast size.”


JiMin would work very hard to reassure you that even if you thought your breast size was small, he really did not care all that much because it wasn’t the most important aspect of you- your personality was.


“Titty is supposed to be what it’s supposed to be. You should be happy with what you have, because even your boyfriend is more than happy with what you have. Shush. You’re perfect just the way you are.”


He’d reassure you by saying that too big a breast is also not that attractive and that you looked fly with what you already had in store.

guys i’ve just watched beauty and the beast, and, i’m, so, speechless.

i’ll try to not tell you spoilers since most of the countries the movie is being released only tomorrow (but here it was released today).

my thoughts are:
- well, the movie is visually stunning and pleasing to see, that movie is a visual masterpiece.
- there’s lots of differences between this new version and the original one, but some of them are not really different at all, and the different things that happened are still magical and some answered questions that we didn’t even know we needed to know, and the little different details are just fascinating, i’m deeply in love with this movie.
- and can we please talk about how perfect the cast is? luke evans is the perfect gaston, seriously, he totally brought the character to life, and dan stevens is such a perfect beast/prince, and ewan mcgregor as lumiere !!!!!!! absolutely wonderful ????? and emma watson as belle, josh gad as lefou EVERYBODY IN THAT CAST IS SIMPLY AMAZING !!!!!!!!!
- well so i mentioned lefou and i just can not forget to talk about the controversy about him being disney’s first openly gay character. i was really happy about it because that is such a big step from disney since they’re really, you know, traditional, but i was kinda worried because lefou is mostly used for comic relief, and also his name literally means ‘the fool’, i was worried about what disney could give us but in my opinion i can say i’m not disappointed. i really like josh gad and he perfectly played him, and i can’t lie he was the one who caused most of the funny stuff in the movie, but he’s a really really good character, i swear they portrayed him in this movie in a better vision, and the “especially gay moment” the director promised us in the movie is not something that is “so shocking” but it’s just really natural and i love it a lot, i believe this is the beggining of more lgbtq+ characters in the disney world and i’m pleased, lefou is amazing my dudes.
- and the songs ?!!?!!!! the original soundtrack is already incredible but the new songs, you guys better be ready because i bet it will kill you in so many different ways like it did to me.
- it’s such a rare thing for me to cry in movies, i swear the last movie i remember crying it was httyd 2, but you guys, I CRIED, A LOT.

i just want to watch it again and again, it’s one of my favorite movies from this year so far, i believe you guys will fall in love with it just like i felt, there’s no words to describe it, it’s just so magical.

What a Tease Part 4

Original gifs have unknown source but I added the filters to them. The second one is of Joe Cole from his role in skins. I felt like purple fit the vibes of this fic.

John Shelby x Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 5 

Prompt: John takes you back to his house.

~warnings: swearing and lots of smut oops not oops~

A/N: This was the first time I have ever written smut so tell me if I took it too far please. I tried to make it as cute as possible and avoided using any harsh words for body parts. Also, yes this is a pretty long fic so, sorry it took so long. I had a hard time getting the hang of this smut writing stuff. There will be a part five to this and that will probably be it but who knows. At this point I am just going with the flow. The next thing I post will either be the Part 2 to Breathe, You’re Safe or the part 5 to this. If you have a preference let me know! Send me feedback on this please!!

Darkness enveloped you both, as you walked huddled close to his body. The streets were mostly still with an occasional shady character walking by every few minutes or so. The hum of factories sounded in the background muddled by distance.

You normally would’ve been scared to make this walk but John’s confident stride gave you comfort. He rambled on and on about his kids and family and what he was hoping to do with all the money from the business. He still had a youthful optimism to him but there was still something dark that hung over him and seemed to heavy his heart.

“…I’ll be set. Nothin’ to worry about, just acres of land and a nice big house. Lots of fuckin’ land for the kids to run around in, time for me to be able to take care of them properly, a little piece of Heaven. White picket fence and the whole lot.” You couldn’t help but linger on his every word, wanting so badly to know everything about him. You giggled slightly at his perfect idealized world.

“What?” He questioned while responding to your laughter with some of his own, pulling away from your body slightly so he could look down at your face.

“It’s nothing.” You say still letting out tiny giggles and then leaving a few seconds of silence. “I just… I didn’t imagine big bad John Shelby dreaming of a future with green hills, flowers, sunshine and rainbows.” You say in a slightly joking manner hitting your hip into his body playfully nudging him.

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“Whole Foods” - One Shot

The family vacation with Harry becomes…. delicious.

Rating: M ( Smut)

           “You’re coming with me” was all he said when he announced his annual family summer trip. Before you could even say no, he stopped you, one finger up in the air. You reminded him that you were not family, but then he fired right back saying that you talk to his sister more than he does and that his mum always asks how you are. So yeah, you were going.

           The beach he selected wasn’t the normal harry beach. It wasn’t in the middle of nowhere, there were more people around and he wasn’t afraid of getting noticed, you guess. So on TOP of being with his family, there were going to be cameras. Everywhere. He REALLY wanted the world to know who you were. And you weren’t sure if you were ready for that.

           Lying on the beach seemed to be what you needed, though. And you didn’t see any paps, mainly people noticing Harry and like the gentleman he was, stopped to take a picture with them and say hello, and then they had wandered off back to their own lives. Harry was a heart of gold and such a people person, a goofball and someone who wrecked you in the sheets as much as he could. And you couldn’t believe you were here, with him, on this beach, with his family.

           “Water?” Gemma piped up and the both of you rolled over from you stomach to your back, elbows propped as you started tanning the other half of your body.

           “Yeah, sure”, you thanked her and took a long swig, your eyes glancing around for Harry. You heard him before you saw him, your eyes focusing in the direction of his happy yells, and you couldn’t help but smile. He was in his element, tanned and toned, those yellow shorts making another appearance as you watched him laugh, pushing one of his cousins because he made the wrong call during beach volleyball.

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Epitome of Eighteen Histories: Kururi Orihara & Mairu Orihara Episode

This is a story from the past

A twisted story from the past.

A Few Years Ago   Raira Junior High

“Liike I saiid~, butler clothes fit Yuuhei Hanejima-san the best!”

“……Deny (No) …… Alcohol (bartender clothes) …… Fashionable (looks the best)…….”

“Noo, stupid, stupid Kuru-nee! You can drown in a cocktail shaker for all I care!”

During break the first year sisters Kururi and Mairu were fighting over an extremely meaningless topic.

“Both of them are similar though, right?”

The boy who stated that not reading the mood was glared at by the two of them with a look that said “this guy doesn’t even know anything…..”, and although receiving a shock he has doubt over his own disposition with his heart throbbing at the strangeness of those cold gazes, but that is an entirely another matter.

“But Yuuhei Hanejima would like both of them, right?”

When a girl nearby said that, the two of them nodded at the exact same timing.

“Of course!”

“…..Of course….”

Hearing that, their classmates laugh in amazement.

“Really, you two get along well, don’t you.”

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psicygni  asked:

I want to hear all of your thoughts and then some! I'm so excited that you saw it and also loved it!

Okay okay I’m gonna try to organize my thoughts somewhat. Spoilers ahoy!

  • I started crying almost immediately, when bb!Diana was watching the women fighting and mimicking them. Imagine growing up with those women as your role models. IMAGINE.
  • Robin Wright is such a badass omg. I want her to punch me in the face. 
  • The expression on Diana’s face whenever Steve talked about war and death was heartbreaking. You could really tell how she felt for humanity and how she couldn’t stand the idea of people hurting. She’s SOOOO GOOD.
  • A M A Z O N P O O L S. Although tbh the thing I loved about that scene is that it isn’t what I was expecting. Steve was more sheepish than I thought he would be, and it was incredibly endearing.
  • I loved the supporting cast way more than I expected to. Sameer, Charlie, and The Chief stole my heart. And I love how the narrative used each of them to teach Diana a little more about humanity, including the dark sides of it.
  • Diana’s reactions to simple things like babies and ice cream made me want to cry.
  • All the big action sequences were AMAZEBALLS. I loved the use of the lasso especially. And gah, it’s just amazing to see a lady kicking ass. Always.
  • Diana and Steve dancing in the snow, oh my God. Look, I’m not even that romantic a person, but that melted my heart. 
  • AND. AND. When he takes her up to her room for the night and they share that long look? Where it’s clear Steve doesn’t know whether to stay or go? And you can see in Diana’s eyes that she wants him to stay? S L A Y E D M E.
  • I’ll be honest–I didn’t find either of the villains particularly compelling, but it didn’t really take away from the movie for me. They served their purpose. What I did like was that Ares was more there to make Diana struggle with herself. The lesson that humanity isn’t perfect but still is worth saving is just…ugh. Exactly the kind of hope we need right now.
  • STEEEEEVVVE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Where’s my fix-it fic? I need it. I need it now.
  • No but seriously, the smile on his face right there at the end. WHAT A GOOD, NOBLE HERO. I love that he wasn’t the standard misanthropic lone wolf guy who doesn’t really think it’s worth trying to save people. He had those moments of cynicism, but ultimately he wanted to do the right thing, and that was so refreshing.
  • And I love how well Diana and Steve fit together. I love that she always stood up to him when she thought he was wrong, and I love how he put more and more of his faith in her over the course of the movie. I love that there was so much give and take between them. I just…love them. I love them both. ♥‿♥