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I am Spiderman -Tom Holland

A/N: I kind of got carried away, this is totally what my father did when I was little and asked him a question! FLUUUUUUFF and stuff

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You were sitting on the couch, Toms arm wrapped around you and you were watching a movie. He placed a kiss on your temple every now and then and you went up and down his thigh with your fingertips.

“If you keep doing that we’ll have to take this into the bedroom, darling.”, he said into your ear his voice muffled because of your hair. You looked up woth a smirk to say something when you got interrupted.

“Mom? Dad!”

“Livingroom honey!”, you yelled back and a couple seconds later your ten yesr old daughter was standing infront of you. “I’ve got this homework. Could you help me out?”, she asked sitting down on the carpet and placing her exercise book on the coffeetable. “Of course. What is it?”, Tom asked and looked over her shoulder.

“So there are questions I have to answer and some of them are about my parents. So how did you guys meet?”, she asked and took her pen ready to write her sentence.

“Well.”, Tom started and you closed your mouth leaving him to tell her. “It was around the time where I started shooting spiderman…”

*** Flashback***

Friday - 6:55

Every morning started the same. Exact same time. You took your keys, shoulderd your bag and closed the door behind you, leaving your parents house. A black car drove down the street while you took off to the bus stop where you hopped on the bus 207. Your ride lasting 12 minutes, you were down town at 7:07. It took you about 15 minutes to walk to the café where you were working. So you walked into the Hots'n Buns at 7:22, making the bell above the door ring painfully loud. Right about then Mrs.Walker walked by you like every morning. She had grey puffy hair, was about 4"11 and had round glasses on her nose. “Morning me lady.”, you greeted her and tapped your imaginery hat and she smile back at you. “Right about time.”, she joked and you chuckled. “7:22. As always Mrs.Walker.”, you said walking past her into the kitchen. You entered the kitchen at 7:25 and took your cooking apron off the hook and put it on. “Hiya.”, Maddy greeted you while hanging her own apron back. “What’s up? Something new?”, you asked and she shrugged. “No newbies. Suit-Man two coffees. Perl-lady 5 buns. Mrs. Walker two Baguettes…”, she said and took a deep breath.

“And hoodie-boy two croissants and one large black coffee.”, you both said simultanously and grinned at each other.

“Alright. I’ll see you tomorrow.”, she said and I nodded.

“7:25 you know it!”, I yelled because she was already going out the door.

At exactly 7:30 you were standing at the counter ready to take in the orders. You were known by the staff and the customers for your punctuality. It was just a thing that you tried to keep up. For no exact reason but it was fun. Exactly 8 hours later you hung your apron back and took your stuff to get out of the Café.

***

You didn’t know if you got jinxed or something because the next morning you woke up late. Only 10 minutes but very important 10 minutes. Meaning: You’d be late. You didn’t get to have breakfast, you missed your bus and had to take 305 to get to town. It was already 7:17 when you got down town and it was 7:32 when the bell above the door rang. Was it more annoying this morning or was it just your nerves? You did not get to meet Mrs.Walker with her two baguettes and her genuine smile. Which was bad enough. So it was 7:35 when you entered the kitchen where Maddy was waiting with her hands on her hips. You shot her a glare and she threw her hands in the air.

“Don’t say nothin’”, you said obviously pissed off and she shook her head.

“You held it up for three years. That’s somthing.”, she said and you shot her another glare.

“I’m not sayin’ nothin’.”, she defended herself and added,“It’s only 10 minutes. Everybody comes 10 minutes late.”

“Not me.”, you growled and pushed the door open to the counter. You wrote Jessica that she could come 10 minutes later because you would stay in ten minutes longer. No one expected that from you but it was your punishment for yourself. Not that you needed it.

Because everything went wrong that day. Only because of 10 damn minutes. Three people complained about their coffee which you couldn’t understand. And then while making coffee for them again the coffee machine went off on you. It just did nothing. So no coffee for already annoyed customers. One woman didn’t pay enough. You saw it, she ran away, you had to pay the rest because you wanted to keep the job. Otherwise your manager would flip his shit. And last but not least: A tiny human being, also called child, decided to drop his cup right before you walked by their table and you slipped on his drink, landing directly in the puddle of ice-tea.

It was after 15:30. Normally you would be gone just now but not today. The lunch rush was over and it was quiet in the Café so you took your chance to repair the coffee machine. You didn’t know how long you worked on it but as soon as you made it work the bell rang. Your back was faced to the room so you didn’t know who came in. “Yes!”, you said triumphantly to yourself and threw your fist into the air. “Hello there. Same as always, please.”, you heared someone say to you with an english accent and you turned around to look at him. “Huh.”, you said and put your hands on your hips. There he was. A young man, probably as old as you, in a black hoodie. He had the kindest brown eyes you’ve had ever seen and it made you smile. “I-I’m sorry, what?”, you asked after he raised a brow and smiled back.

“Oh sorry. I thought you were Jessica!”, he said and shook his head apologetically. Why on earth did he know Jessica? No offense. “What?”, you asked again and facepalmed yourself in your mind for sounding so dumb. “Sorry, you must be new here. I’ve never seen you here before. I’ll have a Latté and a Brownie please.”, he ordered again and smiled but you didn’t think of moving and raised a brow at him.

“No I’m quite old. You probably come in here for the first time.”, you suggested and put the Brownie into a paperbag. “Actually I’ve been coming here for the last year everyday.”, he said with a grin.

“Name?”, you asked with a small grin on your lips as you took a cup and a pen to write his name.

“Tom.”

“Well Tom. I’ve been working here for three years and I’ve never seen you around.”, you said while writing his name.

“What a shame.”, he teased you and you looked up immediatly to see him smirk.

“Which means you always came in too late. After I ended my shift.”, you said and put the cup into the coffee machine.

“Naaah. I’ve been coming in everyday exactly at 15:36. Punctuality thing of mine.”, he said and you looked at him over your shoulder. It hit you right then that you always missed this cutie for a year because you always left at exactly 15:30. Everyday.

“Well it’s your lucky day then. Cause I came in late today and thus I had to work longer.”, you explained and took the coffee off the machine. “You’re welcome.”, I smiled at him putting the coffee down on the counter. “Thank you.”, he chuckled and took the coffee into his other hand. He looked at you for a longer time and then shook his head lightly still smiling.

“Alright. I gotta go.”, he said and you nodded. “Off you go.”, you said and smiled back. “See ya.”, he said and turned his back on you and walked towards the door. “If you come in earlier, maybe.”, you called after him and you were sure that you heared him laugh. You checked the time when he went out the door. 15:40. That was your call. You went into the kitchen and changed shifts with Jessica who came in earlier. “Did you see Tom? What a babe am I right? I’ve been trying to get his number for a year now. Do you think he noticed?”, she asked you while you were hanging your apron back on the hook. “We’ve had a chat. But not about you, sorry.”, you said and shrugged. While you walked out of the kitchen with your normal clothes on, Jessica walked to the counter. Right about then you bumped into a chest because you were checking your phone.

“Sorry.”, you both apologized at the same time. Realising the voice your head shot up and you looked into those beutiful brown eyes. “Hey.”, he smiled.

“Hey.”

“What are you doing here? Problem with the coffee? People been complaining all day. Thought I fixed the darn thing.”, you said and looked at his cup of coffee.

“No! No. I just…forgot the sugar. And, you know…”, he said and I shook my head.

“I actually don’t know. Are we out of sugar? Are you gonna complain about that? Look man,my shift is over. You can give your compl…”, you started but he cut you off.

“No! No complaint. Jesus. What happened today?”, he laughed and you huffed in relieve. “A lot.”, you chuckled.

“So I actually came back cause…I felt dumb. For not asking for your name.”, he said insecurely and you laughed out loud. He looked taken aback for a sec and you gathered yourself together immediatly.

“You came back for that?”

“Yeah?”, he said now unsure.

“Why don’t you call the number I wrote on the cup, Sugar.”, you said and pointed at his cup. “Wha-…ohmygod.”, he blurted out and sighed. His cheeks blushed and I chuckled. You looked down and saw just then his weird looking red boots. “Hey! What’s up with those?”, you asked and pointed at his feet. His head shot up immediatly and he looked horrofied. “I gotta go! Sorry, I’ll call to ask for your name!”, he called while running out of the café.

“Y/N!”, you yelled after him, not reslly sure if he heared it or not.

***Now***

“So…you guys met in a café?”, your daughter said after Tom finished his detailled story and his mouth dropped which made you laugh. “Yes sweetie.”, you answered for him and watched how she wrote down ‘They met in s café’.

“Isn’t that a little minimalist of you to…”, Tom started with an offended look on his face but you cut him off.

“You’re doing great Rose. Anything else?”, you chuckled but she shook her head, so her brown locks bounced up and down. “Go finish your homework then. We’ll go out for dinner later.”, you told her and she got excited.

“Can we get McDonalds?!”, she exclaimed and raised her hands. “It’s Daddys turn to decide.”, you said and looked over to Tom who was still shocked. “And…he will tell you after you finish your homework.”, you added after seeing that he wouldn’t answer. She took off with her book and you shook your head still laughing.

“We met in café…We met in a CAFÉ?”, he sighed after she was gone and you let yourself fall onto your back and held your belly laughing. “That’s what she got? I’m gonna have to have a talk with her.”, he said and you playfully hit his shoulder. “Shut up!”, you said and he looked at you. “What are you laughing at?”, he said with raised brows.

“She asked you how we met. Not our whole dating life.”, you teased him and sat back up. “I didn’t tell her about what we did at our second date.”, he teased you back and you raised a brow. “I can’t quite recall that?”

“I’ll show you, Sugar.”, he said and leaned in to kiss you. You placed your hands on his neck and pulled him closer. He put his hands on your waist and let his fingers gently slide under your shirt.

“I’m done! Ew gross!” The voice of your daughter made you jump apart. You looked at eachother in disbelief and Tom broke the silence. “Daddy wanted to show you what Mommy and…”, he started but you muffled his voice by pressing your hand on his mouth. “Tom!”, you said in disbelief and looked up at your daughter. “Go get your coat Rose. We’ll be there in a sec.”, you told her and she took off again.

“You’re unbelievable.”, you said and took your hand off his mouth.

“I am Spiderman.”, he smirked.

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James Potter to Mrs. Wife: lily can we have another baby?

Lily Potter to Wears Socks to Bed: R u going to text me that every time Harry does something cute?

James Potter: yes

Lily Potter: U know if we got one every time u asked we’d have like 35 babies by now??

James Potter: i’d be okay with that

James Potter: they might give us our own tv programme

James Potter: lil and jim and their kin 

Lily Potter: Ur right what’s the point of having children if not to pimp them out for reality television

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MASTERLIST

As of: June 12, 2017

ETHAN

Netflix and chill?

“I’m coming over for cuddles and kisses.”

“I’m living every girls dream.”

Shopping

“I can make an exception for you.” (Halloween)

“Chillin’ by the fire.”

Date Night

“I don’t care if I get sick.”

“Chivalry is dead, but you’re still kinda cute.”

“I miss you so much.”

“I can’t believe I’m letting you do this.”

“But you’re so cute when you’re sleeping.”

“No hints, sorry.” (Christmas)

“Morning beautiful.”

“Yeah, it is my business.”

“Be the strong girl that I know you are.”

“I believe in you, and you should believe in yourself.”

“Baby Food Challenge.”

“I’m so glad I can finally call you mine.”

“I’m catching feelings.”

“I love every inch of your body.”

“I need to know that you’re okay.”

Babysitting

“I don’t like when we fight.”

“I hope you’re not mad at me.”

Day of Filming

“Come with us.”

“I have a huge surprise.”

“Please prove them wrong.”

“Happy New Year.”

“This is gonna be a long night.”

Late Night Dance Party

“Thank you for being here.”

“I love you so much already.”

First Date (Preference)

“It’s time for us to take the next step.”

“I cherish our friendship more than anything.”

“Any time would’ve been a good time.”

“I promise they’ll love you.”

“You should smile more.”

“I could really use a cuddle.”

“Babe, is everything okay?”

“I just wanted us to have a lazy day together.”

“How can you love something so broken?”

“Boyfriend buys my clothes.”

“You haven’t told him yet?”

GRAYSON

“You’re the best, you know that?”

“I’m here for you always. You know that.”

Shopping

“Who’s tryna get bit?” (Halloween)

“You should probably stay a couple more days.”

 “Don’t tease me like that.”

“I’ve gotta mark my territory.”

“But you know I like to spoil you.”

“C’mon, let’s go.”

Dear John

“Everyone is Going to Love You.” (Christmas)

“You didn’t tell me you were twins.”

“It’s just a movie.”

“It’s like you don’t even know who I am.”

Night of Relaxation

“I think it’s time to confirm everything.”

“I’m ready when you are.”

“Were you out with another guy?”

“You shouldn’t be scared to tell me things.”

“Girlfriend vs. Brother Challenge”

“I just couldn’t stop thinking about her.”

“I am so blessed I get to call you mine.”

“Are we having twins?”

“You like him, don’t you?”

Grayson fights your ex

“It was her boyfriend.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“Happy birthday babe.”

“I made a mistake.”

“Back off my girl.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Merry Christmas baby.”

“I just wanna cuddle right now.”

Valentine’s Day Road Trip

Rainy Day

First Date (Preference)

Tea Time

Shower Sex (Preference)

Best Friends (Preference)

“You’re not a burden.”

Prom

Hawaiian Vacation

Traveling (Preference)

Dive

“Do you forgive me?”

“Our fans ship us.”

“You’re stuck with me.”

“You need a vacation.”

“I can’t believe I’m going to Coachella.”

Target Adventure

“You had a boy over?”

“I wanna be more than friends.”

“I’ll always appreciate your company.”

Never Have I Ever

“Admit it, you like him.”

“I love you.”

“You really didn’t think I would miss your graduation, did you?”

“Clothes. Off, now.”

“I needed to clear my head.”

BOTH

“Messy Trivia Challenge”

The Dizzy Challenge

“Which one would you choose?”

What’s in My Pants Challenge

Hey babes! My valentine for you this year is a simple Self-Love tarot spread.


1. Something to love about myself.
What’s so great about me? What am I getting right in life? What makes me special? What can I love about myself right now?

2. Where in life can I be more patient with myself?
What am rushing myself to do? Where am I in such a hurry to grow that I need to take a breath and slow down? In what areas of life am I too much of a perfectionist?

3. Where in life can I be kinder to myself?
Do I treat myself the same way I treat others? What unimportant stuff have I been beating myself up about? How can I treat myself better?

4. Energies and strategies to draw on.
What energies can I bring in, and what strategies can I use to foster a better relationship with myself?


This spread can also be used to review and improve relationships with others. Just ask all the same questions about your relationship.

Wishing you all a happy Valentine’s Day! Much love!

Study and Going Steady - Jeff Atkins Smut

Jeff Atkins x reader

Request: I was wondering if you could do a smut on Jeff Atkins about y/n coming to his house while his parents are away and we want to “Study” but things go another certain way

WARNINGS: Fluff, smut, cursing

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“I’m heading out now mom!” I scream as I head for the door.

“Okay hun, text me when you get to his house, love you!”

I say a quick love you too as I lock the door and jog to my car. I’m happy cause I’m staying the night at my boyfriend Jeff’s house. His first game can be next Friday if he passes his upcoming test so I promised him I will help him study before we binge watch cringy romance movies. As I pulled into his car, I noticed his parents car isn’t there. I forgot they went away on a business trip for the weekend. I knock on the door and as soon as it opens I’m welcomed by his lips.

“Hey beautiful” he smiles.

“Hello hunnybun” I joke as I walk into his living room.

“Oh gosh, let me stick to the cute names” he laughs as he jumps on the couch.

“Whatever you say boo bear” I smile as I sit down and put my legs on his lap. 

“Did you bring everything for the night?”

“Yep textbooks, pencils, pajamas, charger, hair ties, underw-”

“You don’t have to tell me everything babe” he laughs

“Yeah yeah when do you want to start studying?”

“Uh how about you go upstairs change into your pjs while I get us some food then we can start.”

 I nod my head and take my bag to his room. He has such a modest, but boyish room. I change into my clothes, purposely bringing the tight shorts and tank top Jeff loves so much. I throw my hair in a messy ponytail and get our books out.

“So I brought some classic chips and popco-”

He stopped and made no effort to hide the fact that he was staring right at my ass. That made me blush as I tried to pull down the already revealing shorts.

“And y-you expect us to study with you wearing that?”

“Wearing what?” I ask innocently as I turn away from him to put the rest of the books on the bed. I then felt his breath behind me as he grabbed my waist and pulled my back towards him. 

“This” He said and started kissing my neck and went from my waist to my breast, knowing I don’t wear a bra to bed. A light moan escaped my mouth as I put my hands over his. I felt him smirk on my neck and I almost forgot what we were suppose to do.

“Babe babe babe” I squirm from his grip as I turn to face him and peck his lip. 

“I love you, but we really need to study so I can cheer you on at Friday’s game”

he sighed, but he knew I was right. “Fine fine, but your missing out” he jokes as he slaps my butt. 

_____________________________________________________________

“Jeff pay attention!”

“I am babe I swear”

“Which president wrote the Declaration of Independence then?”

“Um.. Abraham Jefferson?”

“Yeah, no this studying is over, I hope your going to enjoy watching the game on the bleachers with me.” I start closing our books and Jeff grabbed my hands.

“I’m sorry babe, I just can’t stop looking at you that’s all, it’s easy for Jensen to tutor me because he isn’t my hot girlfriend.”

“Shall I dress up like Clay then?”

“No no no” he laughs.

“Then what do you want to do?”

he bits his lip and looks at me up and down as he climbs on top of me. he leans down to my ear and kisses it, “you” he whispers.

I can’t help but moan at how sexy that sounded and push him down onto the bed. I attack his mouth, not that he had a problem. He grab my thighs and squeeze them. I wrap my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. his hands travel to my butt as his slides his hands inside my shorts. I rub against his pants and start to feel his bulge coming on. He starts groaning and I smile against his lips. He stops kissing only to remove our shirts and turn me over. He starts to slowly kiss my neck, knowing I hate it.

“Jeff stop teasing” I wine.

“Sorry baby” he smirks.

He started to harshly suck on my sweet spot and I moan into his neck. He then goes to one of my breast and starts sucking on my nipple while massaging the other and then switching. I squirm under him, grabbing his brown hair just wanting to feel him already.

“Babe, I want you already” I wine

“In just a second” he smiles as his kisses travel to my thighs. he pulls my shorts down painfully slow, making me a groaning mess. he laughs at my reaction and comes back up to kiss me. I feel vulnerable being completely naked under him so I tug on his sweats so he gets the idea which he does. He pulls them down and went back to sweetly kissing me. I then feel his hands go in between my legs and I suck in my breathe. He circles his fingers around my clit and I try hard not to moan.

“Oh my go- Jeff!”

he bits his lip as he watches me come undone under him. I buckle my hips into his fingers and just need to feel him. 

“Jeff please..” I whimper with my eyes a shut. 

He doesn’t make me ask again as he grabs one of his condoms from inside his nightstand and slide it on. I can’t help but stare at his huge member and grab it in my hand, knowing he likes me to put it towards my entrance. He groans from my touch and kisses me passionately. He positions himself and stops kissing to look at me.

“Are you ready babe?”

I smile at him for always asking before he did anything. I nod my head and he slowly pushes himself into me. I moan and grab his arm as he stretches me. When he’s all the way in, he stops so I can adjust to him. He starts to slowly thrust into me and I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Fu-Jeff- my god” I moan. He takes my moans as his que to go faster. He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist as he starts quickly thrusting to me. I start to lose air from his speed. I dig my nails to his back and come close to almost screaming.

“Jeeeeeff! Fuck! my gosh!!” He puts one off my legs on his shoulder to deepen himself and goes faster. I moan with every pound he gives me. He’s a groaning mess as he whispers curse words with sweat coming down his forehead. His grip on my waist tightens as his thrust become more sloppy. 

“Babe I-I’m about to-”

I moan over his words as his thrust still didn’t slow down, but only got faster. I felt my stomach tighten as now both of my legs are over Jeff’s shoulders, feeling all of him. 

“Je- I c-can’t” before I can finish I came undone under him.

“Fuck y/n” his thrusts got sloppier as he rode out his high, putting my legs down and kissing my forehead. he slid out of me and collapsed onto the bed next to me. Both of us breathing hard, he turned over so that he was facing towards me and wrapped his arms around my bare torso. He started tracing small circles on my side and pecked my lips.

“If this is whats gonna happen every time we study, I don’t mind sitting on the bleachers” he lazily smiles.

“Well I’m not, your playing next game so text Clay”

“Fine, later” he sighs. 

He looks in my eyes and smiles “I love you babe”

“I love you too munchkin” I smile

“What did I say with the names!”

Among The Beasts: Cursed

Reader x Kol Mikaelson

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warnings: smut, violence, swearing. that’s pretty much it. also, it may contain some physical descriptions that might not fit yours. :)

Imagine: Five years has passed; now it’s time to face yours biggest fears and try to save the people you love.

Word Count: 3217


Y/N, in the past five years, had learnt a few tricks on sneaking out of her house to meet up with Kol Mikaelson, her best friend and, as it was bound to happen, caring boyfriend too. It had to be a hidden relationship, though, for his parents could never know she still remained so close to him.

A couple of months ago, his mother, Esther, decided to forbid their friendship. According to the brown haired boy, she said it was way too dangerous to be close to such a wicked family as the Hales; he could get hurt and the great matriarch could not bear losing another child. Although Henrik’s death was not your fault, it was horrible to be accused like that.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N decided to shake those thoughts out of her head. They brought up a dark side of her: it got her wishing to make the blonde woman pay for all of that; through torture or maybe even put an end to her life. Again, this was the vicious wolf speaking; craving revenge. Urgh.

“Kol?” Y/N/N queried, in a whisper. “Are you in here?”

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DATING!KANG DANIEL

A/N: HOLY SHIT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 300 NOTES ON THIS!! omg omg I’m so happy rn. Thank you so, so much, I highly appreciate it. 

So dating this human marshmallow would include:

  • probably has a cheesy photo of you two as his lock screen from your first date 
  • and your name saved as something equally as cheesy like “my baby” or “beautiful”
  • his nicknames for you would include: “babe”, “baby”, “love” and his favorite one “kitten” 
  • would melt if you call him “oppa” 
  • insists that you dance with him even if you’re bad at it
  • making fun of his british accent, but he still does it because he loves seeing you smile 
  • loves hugging you and would cling to you like Seonho clings to Minhyun a koala when you two are alone 
  • holds your hand all the time, no matter when or where or who you’re with
  • like literally 
  • you would be sleeping and he still has his fingers interlocked with yours
  • complaining about how he spends more time with his cats than with you 
  • “but babeeee, the cats need my attention” 
  • “but i need it too” 
  • “aww come here and let’s all cuddle”
  • so you end up watching harry potter for the 10th time with him and his cats
  • falling asleep on the couch 
  • and waking up to daniel sleeptalking 
  • he would probably say the most random things like 
  • “hurry, hurry we need to go before they come” 
  • “who comes?” 
  • “they are gonna steal it, hurry hurry” 
  • “babe wake up, you’re dreaming”
  • “nooo, they stole my cereal Y/N !!”
  • and you always mock him for it “No ThEy StOlE mY cErEAl Y/N” 
  • and he shakes his head like “why am i even dating you” 
  • but he loves you so much he would do anything for you 
  • your mom adores him, she thought he was perfect the moment you first took him home
  • always asks you about him on the phone
  • “how’s daniel doing? you didn’t upset the poor boy, right ?” 
  • “what if he upsets me mom ?!” 
  • “nonsense, how could that boy do anything bad” 
  • “HELLO MOTHER-IN-LAW !!” *daniel screaming in the back* 
  • playing video games and him accusing you of cheating when he loses, but you’re just that good
  • “you lost, you’re doing the dishes for a week”
  • “i call for a re-match!” 
  • and he loses again and now he has to do the dishes for two weeks
  • fighting with sungwoo over daniel almost every day
  • “he is mine !”
  • “but he is my boyfriend!” 
  • “please… there is enough kang daniel for everybody” 
  • “shut up Kang, this is not about you” 
  • and Daniel has to bring Jisung over to calm you and Sungwoo for the 5th time that week
  • you would have super chill dates with sungwoo included, like picnics in the park or going to cute little coffee shops or festivals in the summer and ice-skating in the winter 
  • grocery shopping is hectic and you’re always fighting over what to buy
  • cause Daniel wants more stuff for his cats
  • but you need new make-up
  •  so Jisung is always there shoving the shopping list in your faces 
  • midnight runs to the store cause you’re hungry and he is sweet by offering to go
  • but calls you after 5 minutes cause 
  • “baby i just found the cutest cat outside your apartment”
  • “DANIEL NO” 
  • “but it’s so adorable, come see it” 
  • so you go and see a small fluff ball being hugged by a big fluff ball, but you still don’t agree cause he has 4 other cats to take care of
  • “pleaseeeee?” 
  • “noooo”
  • “but…” 
  • “no”
  • “pleaseeeeee”
  • “UGH FINE BUT WE’RE NOT GIVING HIM A BOY NAME AGAIN !”
  • and so you adopt another child and you can already hear daniel giving him weird names
  • “I SAID NO BOY NAMES, DANIEL !”
  • *CUE HANDS ON ME AND BRING HOLY WATER*
  • well now this boy right here
  • would love it if you wear lingerie, especially in cute colors like pink or white and probably kitten collars with thigh high stockings 
  • i feel like he would be into pet-play and would let you call him daddy if he knew you liked it 
  • he really knows what he’s doing in bed + high stamina from being a dancer = sore mornings for you
  • you didn’t even need to tell him what you like and he already knew all of your soft spots and how to make you tremble under his touch 
  • likes holding your hands above your head as he kisses your neck and your collarbone 
  • lots of biting like you’re lips, neck, chest, thighs literally anywhere
  • HICKEYS 
  • teasing, i think he would enjoy teasing you, like kissing you slowly and taking his time kissing you and caressing your skin
  • “Daniel hurry up”
  • “Patience, kitten”
  • really good at giving, knows how to make good use of that tongue
  • always keeps his hands on your hips as he kisses the inside to your thighs and your core 
  • would let you ride his face 
  • likes looking at you as he pleasures you so he would want to do it in front of mirrors 
  • usually really sweet and loving; holds your hands even then and probably maintains eye contact and gives you assuring smiles 
  • “you’re so beautiful baby”
  • can turn rough and super dominant at times 
  • like if you’re teasing him on purpose while you’re out with his friends then good luck when you get home 
  • he would have you face down as he’s thrusting into you from behind
  • likes slapping your ass and pulling your hair as he whispers “I love you” into your ear 
  • you’re gripping the sheets trying not wake your neighbours 
  • but he wants to hear you scream his name so he goes even harder 
  • and you can’t hold it in anymore so you just let it go and yell his name 
  • “that’s right, kitten. tell everyone who you belong to.” 
  • would be a mess when receiving 
  • lots of heavy breathing and grunts 
  • with soft, inaudible moans 
  • but you enjoy teasing him too so you just kiss his erection through his boxers while massaging it 
  • so he starts complaining and begging until you finally take him in your mouth 
  • and then he turns silent and is biting his lips while grabbing the sheets 
  • “baby… i… i’m close” 
  • never fails to say “I love you” after he finished
Preference: What They Secretly Love That You Do.

Darry:

Darry loves when you’ll play with his hair. When you two are in front of the gang it’ll just be you lightly playing with the hairs at the back of his neck but when you two are alone or simply just in front of his brothers you’ll run your fingers through his hair and just move them gently. He’ll complain at first but it’s half hearted because it really does calm him down.

It was almost midnight on a Saturday Ponyboy and Sodapop had just gone off to bed but you and Darry were still sitting on the couch, to comfy to move. Your legs were over Darry’s lap and your body was pressed against his. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted back against the back of the couch but your eyes stayed open as you watched him. You moved your arm up slowly so you could begin running your fingers absently through your boyfriends hair. You saw the faint glimmer of a smile cross Darry’s lips as you did so and you watched his worries slowly relax off of him.

Sodapop:
Sodapop loves when you drag him along to see ‘girly movies’. He’ll complain about the whole way to the theater but the second you’re watching it he gets almost more into it than you do.

You were sitting at the drive-in theater with Sodapop’s arm around you as you waited for the movie to start. They were doing a special showing of ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ and you had been excited all week since you convinced Sodapop to take you. Now that you were there sitting and waiting he was sulking to himself.

“This is stupid. Can’t we just go back to my house and see what’s on? Or we could go to the regular theater in town. I think there was a movie there that you would like.”

You turn and give him a look. “Stop pouting and just enjoy the movie okay?”

Sodapop just sighed and put his arm around you. The movie soon started up and Sodapop was immediately captivated. He was so into the movie that he wouldn’t even turn his head away from the screen at your many attempts to kiss him. When the movie finally came to the end you couldn’t help but laugh as Soda looked over at you.

“Don’t you dare tell the others about this.”

“Yes, m’am.” You laughed causing him to nudge you playfully before leaning in to finally give you a kiss.

Ponyboy:
Ponyboy loves when you take his sweatshirt. He’ll whine that now he’ll be cold now but he really doesn’t care. He just loves being able to look over at you with his hoodie on.

You were all sitting at the drive in seats. The movie was about halfway through and you couldn’t stop shivering. Your head was resting on Ponyboy’s shoulder and you looked up at him. “I’m cold.”

“You knew we were coming here. You should brought a jacket.” He said and you continued to stare at him so he sighed and sat up so he could take off his sweatshirt and give it to you. You put it on with a grin and leaned back into his arms.

“Jeez, Y/N, now I’m freezing.” he groaned and so you leaned up to kiss his cheek before turning back to the screen. Once you were looking away he looked down at you and smiled.

Two-Bit:
Two-Bit loves when you’ll get him to dance with you. Sometimes you do it seriously and try to get him to slow dance, other times you’re just messing around to whatever comes on the radio but he loves using you as his excuse to get up and dance to his favorite songs.

Two-Bit and you were sitting on the back of his car, the radio could be heard faintly through the cars open windows. The two of you had been silent, holding hands and just drinking some beer when a song you recognized came on. You smiled softly and looked up at him before standing and tugging his hand.

“Dance with me.” You said.

“Come on, baby, I don’t dance.” He replied and didn’t budge.

“Please,” You begged gently with another small tug at his arm and he relented easily and stood. You pulled Two-Bit close to you and made him sway back and forth with you. He complied until the song started coming to an end and he began lifting you off the ground spinning you, causing you to erupt in a fit of laughter. After he put you down again you persuaded him to dance for a couple more songs.

Dally:
Dally loves when you take his hand to hold. He never went to take it on his own as it would look more his style to have an arm around your shoulders but he did love when you would take his hand in your own. He loved the feeling and though he would never outright admit it you always knew by the way he would squeeze your hand lightly every once in a while or kiss your knuckles when the gang wasn’t looking.

Dally and you were trailing behind the rest of the group as you all walked down the sidewalk into town. He had just lit a cigarette and once one of his hands was free you carefully thread your fingers together and he squeezed your hand gently. Once you all had arrived at where you were going you moved to pull your hand away so his friends wouldn’t tease him but as you did his hold tightened and you couldn’t help but grin to yourself as you felt his them gently moving to stroke your hand. Two-Bit went to say something but with a glare from Dally he shut his mouth quickly. He didn’t let go of your hand once for the rest of the night.

Steve:
Steve loves when you take care of him after a fight or a rumble. He does love to show off his injuries like they were trophies but while he would never admit it to you there was something nice about you fussing over him and making sure he wasn’t hurt to bad.

Steve was laying on the couch at the Curtis house as you gently held a cloth to his bleeding lip. You sighed in frustration however at the fact that he kept talking.
“What are you doing that for, Y/N. Let it be I want people to see how tough I am.” He grinned and you just shook your head.

“Steve, don’t be so stubborn and let me help you. I hate it enough when you go out and fight the least you can do is let me make sure you’re all right after.” You frown.

“Alright fine,” he said begrudgingly. “But only for you, babe.”

You nod and press the cloth to his lip again and his eyes close. You place your free hand on his cheek to stroke it comfortingly and you can’t help bit feel happy as you see him lean into the touch.

Johnny:
Johnny loves when you get all clingy on him. Whether it’s in private and you have his arms wrapped around his neck as you lay as close as possible or whether it’s in front of the gang sitting on his lap with your head resting on his shoulder Johnny lives for these moments.

You were asleep in your room when you heard someone come through the window. You weren’t to worried as you knew it was your boyfriend Johnny. You always left it open a crack for him. Johnny carefully crawled into bed beside you and immediately your arms wrap around his neck and your legs around his waist to hold him close. As he spoke you pressed a few gentle kisses to his jawline and down his neck.

“Hey, love..” he whispered softly and you just hugged him tighter. You felt his hand run gently up and down your back and soon you felt Johnny relaxing into your embrace.

bitter

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fluff, smut, angst (the usual lol)

word count: 2.5k

description: living next to your ex boyfriend and having to listen to him with a new girl every night was annoying - but it’s okay cause you have taehyung.


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Something New | NSFW

Summary: You’ve been putting it off, but you finally asked your boyfriend about something you’ve been wanting to try.

Characters: Reader x Tom Holland

Warnings: NSFW, smut, cursing, light B*SM

Word Count: 1,525

A/N: Read if you’re only 18+. This is my first time, dabbling into this, so take that into consideration. Yeah, the D is censored to keep it out of the tag. How about that LSB though??? Anyways, enjoy. Feedback is always appreciated.


You had been dating your boyfriend, Tom, for about a year now. Everything was great with him. You both had learned to love long distance and he would always come and visit you on his days off, and vice versa. You always looked forward to the days off because that meant lying in bed with him — naked. You just loved feeling vulnerable with him and cuddling, but on other days, you guys wouldn’t stop. It was heaven for you, but you wanted to try something different the next time you saw him — that was this weekend. Tom would be coming home after a long press tour for his new movie and would have two weeks off in London. You were going to bring it up to him and hope it wouldn’t scare him away.

You heard a knock on your door and you opened it to a messy, curly hair, tired, brown eyed boy with bags on his back and feet. You smiled and kissed him softly, and helped him with his things into your apartment. You didn’t speak to him. You knew he was exhausted. After he put everything down, he approached you and just hugged you. This was typical and you both would just hold each other in embrace for a while.

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lost control (m)

Originally posted by rapdaegu

pairing: kim seokjin x reader
genre/warnings: semi-crack, smut, sub! jin
words: 8,872
summary: you’ve always wondered what it would feel like to take control in the bedroom for once and Seokjin’s more than happy to let you do as you please…

a/n: I don’t even know what this is lmao. A mixture of comedy and smut, so I have fun !! Oh, and if you see the word mommy somewhere, don’t be alarmed, there is no kink of that name in this house !!!! Ooo and also, my anniversary has just past—I started this tumblr with a Seokjin fic so it’s only fair I write one to celebrate ONE whole year!! Love you guys, thank you so much for reading!!

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Stupid tapes

requested? nope, just had the idea in my head for a few days

pairing: Zach x reader

Summary: Zach doesn’t want to tell his girlfriend about the tapes and she has enough and then Bryce Walker makes things even worse

warnings: mention of rape i guess 

words: over 1.8k

part 2

masterlist | request


Y/N once heard Zach and Justin talking about some tapes and when she asked Zach he only brushed her off with a “don’t worry, love, ‘s fine”. Whoever she asked about those tapes either looked confused or told her it’s none of her business. She asked Zach multiple times about them, hoping he would break and tell her anything, so she would finally know what’s going on, but he didn’t. She noticed how tense he got whenever she asked him about them and how he’s changed through the last few weeks. It was taking a tool on Y/N and their relationship, as the girl thought he didn’t trust her and genuinely knew he was hiding something from her. And one day, Y/N decided enough was enough.

“Zach, I’m asking you one last time, what’s going on with these tapes!” they were sitting in his car, heading for his house so he could help her with her biology homework, as he was a year older and amazing at it.

“I’ve told you so many times that you should forget about them and stop worrying,” he replied calmly, though he could sense that Y/N wasn’t going to drop the topic this time.

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Talking Comes in Handy

He knows he rambles when he’s hurt, he knows its annoying just till he knows his team is ok then he can ask for a hand.

He comes to with a gasp and a pained groan. Something was wrong, something was very very wrong.  “Whoo boy that was a rough landing am I right? But guess who stuck the landing, your ace pilot Lance” His heart is thudding in his chest, face sticky with what he knows isn’t sweat. And his arm… “Hold your applause, I know how good I am” 

He’s rambling he knows but if he stops talking “Hunk, hey buddy you good? C’mon let me hear your voice babe” “-ance.” Hunk’s voice crackles in his ear and he lets out a sigh of relief only to be cut short by a pain in his side. “There he is, Looks like I’m not the only Ace Pilot Pidge over here is probably on our heels isn’t that right Pidge.” There’s silence  and a cold fear cuts through him. “-hut up Lance.” 

His body goes boneless with relief “There she is, And Keith my main man how are you holding up?” “Shut the fuck up Lance” “Nice to hear your voice buddy. Now I know that you’re all ok, I really need help-” “Shiro’s hurt!”

Talk Dirty To Me - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Dylan O’Brien/Reader

Word Count: 4,134

Warnings: Pure Filth, NSFW, 18+, Masturbation, Oral (male receiving), dirty talk, teasing

Notes: Thanks @minhosmeanhoe. There is a LONG story behind this. Just enjoy the filth y’all. Formerly titled “The Results of Me Making Camile Horny”

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what-even-is-sleep  asked:

*whispering* lance circus auuuuuuuuuuuu *naruto-runs away*

Girl. GUUUURL i am living. I could probably make this a huge fix of it’s own too, but i won’t cuz I’m very sick. haha. Ok!


“Oh no,” Hunk blots off the white paint that has spotted his bright orange clown pants. His trailer smells like an odd combination of makeup and fresh bread. 

“There’s no way in hell you’re using me as your sacrifice.” Hunk cries with more determination.

“Aw c’mon Hunk! You’re always being shot out of a cannon or something! How is this more dangerous?” Keith whines. His throwing knives jangle in his back pocket.

“Um, well for one thing…. it’s not a real cannon. It’s one I designed and built so I know exactly how much firepower it has and the risk that’s involved.” He sets down his pants. “And like, the whole joke is that I DON’T get shot out! There’s no risk.”

“We also go through our equipment before every show for safety checks.” Pidge chimes in from her dark corner of the trailer. He hair is still sprayed in crazy directions from their last performance, but she’s removed her makeup. There are still traces of red around her mouth. 

“And Hunk even reduced the sugar content in his pies because they were stinging his eyes a bit too much.”

Hunk nods to confirm. Keith rolls his eyes and groans.

“I’m desperate here guys. I really need a new partner. Thace just called and said the doctors won’t sign off on him touring.” Keith had gotten the call just hours before. Thace had been his mentor and partner for all of their tours, but in recent years he had taken more of a back seat. He would participate less in the throwing aspect, and now just enjoyed spinning on boards blindfolded while Keith threw knives at him. Only the circus performers could tell that he was secretly napping under that blindfold. 

But Thace was getting older. He would joke that Keith should find some “pretty young thing” to replace him, but Keith enjoyed working on their act together. he liked the close bond and comradery that they shared and thought he could get at least three more tours out of him. Unfortunately Thace’s heart had other plans. 

“Pidge?” Keith asks. She snorts.

“Honestly, it’s not very impressive if you miss me. I’m such a small target. Not very entertaining.”

“That’s true.” Keith sighs. She definitely had a point.

“You could try Lance?” She asks. On the outside it’s an innocent enough question. Lance was their star trapeze and high wire artist. He was athletic, looked good in a leotard, and used to the adrenaline that came from circus work. Logically he’d be a perfect fit.

But Keith sees that knowing smirk on Pidge’s lips. He walks out of their trailer with a huff.

“Forget it.”

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Falling leaves

 Request : “Do you want me to leave?” and “I am not losing you again!”

You are tired of waiting around for harry, so you make the sad decision to leave

I couldn’t live like this anymore, I couldn’t live a life where I have to sit here and wait for someone that barely comes around. I was lonely, I mean I don’t need a significant lover in my life but when I do and that person isn’t really around makes it hard. They say they love me and care about me, but as days go on I just can’t grasp what they express to me anymore. I sit here in silence, waiting here another day like always wondering if they will even call. It gets to a point where a week goes by and I don’t even see a text from them. The only way I really can see what they are doing is from looking online. So that’s just what I do, I look up the most latest new articles on them. The first thing that I notice right away is that they came back in town, without my indication. Something inside of me makes me snap and I just lose it, How could he do this. I sit here and waste my time on someone that I believe doesn’t even feel the way that I do about them. I decided that enough was enough and I wanted out, I couldn’t be here in this house any longer.

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Prompt: “That’s irrational.”

When you first heard the album, sitting with Harry in your backyard, Carolina was one of your favorites. It was catchy and it had good lyrics. It didn’t cross your mind that the song was written about someone else. But when Harry went on Nicks radio show and told the story of the song and who it was about, a wave of anger couldn’t help but overcome you. Each and every time you had the album on shuffle, you skipped it faster than you could blink. When it came on the radio you turned it down. If Harry started singing it, you left the room. You came to hate the song. Hearing your love of 3 years sing about how another girl “feels so good” and is “all i think about” didn’t exactly put you in a position to fawn all over the song. This is what you were trying to explain to Harry when he confronted you about your obvious dislike for the song. 

“I know you don’t like Carolina. Why? You liked it when you first heard it, didn’t you? It was one of your favorites actually. What changed?” He asked you, when he stepped out of the shower, sitting next to you on the bed. 

“Nothing changed. I like the song, its good.” you said coldly. 

“Then why do you go out of your way to not listen to it, and when you have to, you cringe down to the last second?” His voice was angry mixed with a bit of sadness. He wasn’t yelling…yet. You knew your opinion mattered a lot to Harry. And although you didn’t like the song, you figured he deserved the truth. 

“Fine Harry. You wanna know why I don’t like the damn song?” you said and he looked at you expectantly. 

“It’s blatantly about another girl. You’re one of the most private people I know. You wouldn’t go out of your way to put the girls name in the song, put it on the album and sing it on national TV if it didn’t mean a lot to you. So excuse me if I don’t want to listen to my boyfriend sing about how another girl is all he thinks about.” you said getting more and more angry with each word that you said. Harry looked at you and didn’t say anything, so you continued. 

“Harry that song makes me look like a fucking joke. And I know its your music and you have the right to write about anything you want to. But every time I look at you, I see you and her. Every time I hear that song, I think of you and her. And if she means that much to you, then why am I here?”

“Babe…you’re over reacting. Its just a song.” Harry said tears welling up in his eyes, and it was then that you realized that you were crying as well. “I can promise you that she doesn’t mean as much to me as you do. Tell me what I can do to fix this. A song isn’t worth loosing you. I swear, she meant something to me a while ago. And she’ll always mean something to me in the way of a friend. But you…I can’t live without you.”

Now you were full on sobbing, “Then why’d you write the song? Its not a sin for me to be upset about the song. And it’s not even the fact that you wrote the song, it’s the fact that you took the time to expose the girl and make it very clear that it was about her.”

“So you don’t want me to write about other girls and life experiences? That’s irrational. I’m always going to write songs about my life experiences. If you cant handle that, when we can end this.” he said angrily. He immediately regretted saying it when you got up and stormed out of the room. 


“I don’t know what to do Gem. She won’t talk to me, she won’t look at me, she won’t let me touch her. I don’t sleep in the same bed as her anymore, she sleeps in the guest house. Not even in the guest room, the guest house. I feel like I’m losing her, and that can’t happen.” he said on the verge of tears as he spoke to his sister on the phone. 

“How long has this been going on?” she asked him carefully. 

He let out a long sigh, “about 4 days.”

“Honestly, she probably shut down because she feels like you haven’t acknowledged the fact that she’s hurt. Weather you feel like you did something wrong or not, she needs to know that you know and care that she’s hurting. If you haven’t made an effort to apologize to her, she won’t know that. Especially if you aren’t talking. And Harry, you have to admit, if the roles were reversed, you’d be pretty angry, too. I think you both need to talk because it sounds like to me, this argument is a two way street.”


He made his way down the small pathway to the guest house where you’ve been staying for the greater part of a week. You didn’t want to see him, hear his voice, speak to him or anything else. You knew you were overreacting just a little bit, but in your mind, you still had the right to be upset. He rang the doorbell and you automatically knew who it was. It was the first time he had been over since you left the main house. 

“Love, baby, princess…let me in. Please?” and there was something in his voice that you couldn’t ignore, even if you wanted to. You made your way over to the door, and before you could even get it all the way open, Harry pushed himself inside and wrapped his arms around you. You tensed up at first, but then relaxed into this chest, realizing you missed him. You stood there, in the doorway hugging for a long time, the first connection you’ve had with him in days. 

“Let’s talk, yeah?” he asked you sweetly, kissing your nose. You nodded and lead him over to the kitchen table. You sat, not saying anything to each other before he said,

“I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry. When I wrote that song, I wasn’t thinking. I met Townes-”

“Don’t say her name.”

“I met her a few years back. It was just before I met you. We had a few mutual friends and they set us up on a blind date. And I’m not going to lie, I had a lot of fun that night. But she was missing something, and I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Plus the tour was about to start, so even just after one date, I broke it off.” He explained and you listened intently. “We remained in touch after that and I occasionally still talk to her. But I swear, she’s just a friend. She doesn’t mean nearly as much to me as you do. And when I said she was all I think about, its just a lyric. I don’t mean that literally. I deeply apologize if I made you question my love for you. That was never my intension. Its just a bloody song love. And yes it means something to me. Each and every one of my songs means something to me. But you…I could never express in words what you mean to me. I wrote countless songs about you- so, so many. But none of them bring you justice. You’re just that precious to me.” he said with a dimpled grin and a squeeze of your hand. 

“I’m sorry too H. I overreacted. I shouldn’t have been so jealous. And your music is your music, and I don’t have the right to question your creativity. I’m sure she is a nice girl. She should be flattered. But can I ask you something. Obviously you don’t have to answer.”

“What do you want to know, my lovely?” 

“Is there a song about me on your album.”

He looked at you with a devilish smirk and a gleam in his eye,

“Oh love, don’t you know you’re my only angel?”

(requested by: annon)

“I Believe” by RM [trans]

#NamMonth
For more information on this event, please check out 1rapmon​’s post here!

Track no.11 on “RM” , the 1st mixtape

English

I believe in me i believe in myself
even if time passes, i’ll be livin’ in myself
Believe my faith believe my rap
I believe my damn voice will one day be spread
even if there are times where I’m doubtful of my dream, my own existence,
there has never been a time where I’ve doubted my voice
in my world, I’m God. that not a deal
if you determine the rank, *I’m 1
How you feel babe? do you believe that you are your master?
are you adjusting it well- the seesaw of reason and emotion?
everybody wants to become it- the leader of oneself
but you should trust yourself, a **re-done for yourself
the rationalization of bad thoughts and pessimism is MSG
it may feel like it’s right, but it erases your real flavor
we are too familiar with what we only see outside
but I have a Milky Way that is inside of me

wherever I am, whatever I do
I believe I believe
wherever I am, I take care of myself
I believe I believe

You know i believe in love, believe in hope
believe in thoughts that i got while i be living this life
living this stuff like breathin
from time to time I get confused too- what is a guy like me?
sometimes I’m quite like an angel or like a devil but
I coexist with everything. postive and negativity
the thing that leads the world and I, in the end, is those two guys’ synergy
about the previous topic, all the empty moments where I felt lost or even taken aback seem lovely now
whenever I’m confused about what on earth is right or what is wrong,
(I) think about what are the things that makes me want to live again
it’s this muzik, passion, those beautiful places outside and fashion
the whiskey that pretends to be an adult uh mom you kiss me
I hope that you, too, will find the reason that can relax your anticipations
everyone heads towards death. it may seem different but it’s the same road
anyways, on the palm of time that we are all on,
(Keep walkin’) rather than forget myself, I’ll believe instead

wherever I am, whatever I do
I believe I believe
wherever I am, I take care of myself
I believe I believe

even if you don’t believe in your dream, if it’s a dream that somebody else dreamt, everyone believes it
in books and TV, the internet articles, whether it’s a dog or cow- leader leader
follow your heart, not your mind. ***ah this is not something I’m saying easily
anyways, because that side and your heart are closer,
even if you hide your face, there’s no way for you to hide your heartbeat
You can hide your face boy but you can’t hide your heartbeat
It’s one life to life and one heart to give
Who the fuck ya want to be? got no life to miss

wherever I am, whatever I do
I believe I believe
wherever I am, I take care of myself
I believe I believe

wherever I am, whatever I do
I believe I believe
wherever I am, I take care of myself
I believe I believe


Korean

I believe in me i believe in myself
시간이 흘러도 i’ll be livin’ in myself
Believe my faith believe my rap
I believe my damn voice will one day be spread
내 꿈 내 존재 자체를 의심한 적은 있어도
내 목소리만큼은 의심한 적이 없어 so real
내 세상에선 내가 신이야 that not a deal
등수로 따지면 I’m 1
How you feel babe 넌 너가 너의 주인임을 믿어?
잘 맞춰주고 있어 이성과 감성의 시소?
모두 되고 싶어하지 스스로의 리더
허나 스스롤 믿어야 하지 스스로의 리던
안 좋은 생각과 비관적 합리화는 미원
그게 맞는 것 같겠지만 너의 진짜 맛을 지워
우린 밖을 보는 데에만 너무 익숙해
내 안에 은하수가 있는데
내가 어디 있어도 무엇을 하더라도
I believe I believe
내가 어디 있어도 내가 나를 지켜줘
I believe I believe

You know i believe in love, believe in hope
believe in thoughts that i got while i be livin this life
livin this stuff like breathin
나도 가끔 혼란이 와 나란 놈은 무엇인가
때론 참 천사 같기도 악마 같기도 하지만
모든 것은 양립해. positive와 negativity
세상과 날 이끄는 건 결국 그 두 놈의 시너지
존재에 관한 모든 방황, 가끔 당황
스러울 정도로 허한 순간들조차 이젠 사랑스럽지
대체 무엇이 맞는지 틀린 지 헷갈릴 때면
무엇이 날 또 살고 싶게 하나 think about
바로 이 muzik, passion, 저 밖의 아름다운 곳들과 fashion
어른인 척 하는 위스키 uh mom you kiss me
너도 널 기대 쉴 수 있는 의미를 만들길
모두 죽음을 향해 다 다른 듯 같은 길
어차피 우린 전부 시간의 손바닥 위에서
(Keep walkin’) 난 날 잊기보단 믿겠어

내가 어디 있어도 무엇을 하더라도
I believe I believe
내가 어디 있어도 내가 나를 지켜줘
I believe I believe

자기 꿈은 안 믿어도 남이 꾸라는 꿈이라면 다 믿어
책과 TV, 인터넷 기사에선 개나 소나 리더 리더
머리 아닌 가슴을 따라가 아 쉽게 말하는 게 아니고
어차피 그 쪽이 니 심장과 더 가까우니까
얼굴은 가릴 수 있어도 심장박동은 숨길 수 없지
You can hide your face boy but you can’t hide your heartbeat
It’s one life to live and one heart to give
Who the fuck ya want to be? got no life to miss

내가 어디 있어도 무엇을 하더라도
I believe I believe
내가 어디 있어도 내가 나를 지켜줘
I believe I believe

내가 어디 있어도 무엇을 하더라도
I believe I believe
내가 어디 있어도 내가 나를 지켜줘
I believe I believe


Notes on his lyrics:

“If you determine the rank, I’m 1″ is word play. In the context of a ranking system, Namjoon is saying that he’s number 1. But also, 1 in Korean is pronounced as “il” or “ill” which is American slang for “cool” or “awesome”. So it can also be interpreted as Namjoon saying that “he’s ill” aka the coolest or best.

** “A re-done for yourself” means a rebirth or remake from what I understand. Koreans adapted the English word “redone” into their culture and it’s most commonly used to describe fashion (ie: redone jeans=vintage styled jeans that has been readmitted into modern day fashion). I think Namjoon was trying to say that you need to trust what you make of yourself (your own redone or rebirth, rather) to become your own leader.

*** “Ah this is not something I’m saying easily” is yet another play on words.  In the official lyrics that Namjoon posted with his mixtape, he spaced his phrase as “아 쉽게 말하는 게 아니고” which is literally “Ah, this is not something I’m saying easily”. In the actual song, however, it sounds like he’s saying “아쉽게 말하는게 아니고” in which “아쉽게” means regrettably. So the line can also be understood as “This is not something I’m telling you out of my own regret (for following my head instead of my heart)”


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