what are his eyes

Marry or Kill

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Gang!AUFluff 

Word Count: 1169

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Originally posted by celinet7


He is definitely a dangerous man. Being the leader of Seoul’s most known gang named BTS, he is always the hot topic in the news. He is fearless, mysterious, powerful and most importantly; handsome. In most people’s eyes, he is a bad guy, murdering without thinking, dealing without knowing, a bad influence for the world. In your eyes, however, he is the most precious and beautiful man you’ve ever met in your life. He protects you, loves you and cherishes you with his whole life, making you the most happiest woman on the planet. He is the definition of perfect and his name is Jeon Jungkook.


“Do you like it?“

Turning your head away from the breathtaking view of Seoul, you connected your eyes with Jungkook’s, the smile on your lips getting wider the moment you see his peaceful one.

“It looks beautiful, I love it.“

Of course you loved it. This was Jungkook, he knew everything about you, your likes, your dislikes, everything. Sitting on the rooftop of one of the most fancy restaurants in Seoul, this was everything a girl would dream of or wish for in her life. It would have been nice even if it wasn’t the most fanciest restaurant. For you, everything was beautiful as long as Jungkook was there with you.

Smiling at your own thoughts, you turned your attention back to your plate, savoring the most recommended and delicious food of the restaurant. “Is there a reason why you brought me here?“

You watched how Jungkook stiffened after hearing your question, his eyes wandering to observe the night sky of Seoul. “I just wanted to take you out and spend some time with you. I’ve been busy lately and I feel like I’m neglecting you even though thats not my intention.“

Narrowing your eyes, you slightly tilted your head, getting suspicious. “We saw each other two days ago, Jungkook.“

Clearing his throat, he reached for his wine. “That’s a long time, baby. I missed you.“

Observing his movements, you realized that something was wrong. “Jungkook, I know you. You’re nervous right now. And the Jungkook I know never get’s nervous as long as he can control something. Did something happen? Are the guys okay? Is someone injured? Jungkook, please tell me what’s wrong-“

Before you could end your sentence, Jungkook grabbed your hand with his right hand and and started stroking your cheek with his other one. “Shh, everything is okay, beautiful. The guys are okay, too. There is nothing you need to worry about.“

Closing your eyes, you exhaled a deep breath you didn’t realize you were holding in. “Then why do you look so worried and nervous?“

Taking a deep breath, Jungkook started speaking. “Okay, I have been preparing for months to talk about this. Look, Y/N. We’ve been together for the past two years and believe me, you turned my life upside down the day I met you. You taught me how to love and made me the most happiest man in the world even though my life is engulfed by darkness. You accepted me for the person I am and-“

“Are you breaking up with me right now, Jungkook?“ You said as your breath hitched, your heart dropping down to your stomach as your eyes started to get watery.

Hearing those words coming out of your mouth, Jungkook’s face got alarmed, his eyes growing wide. “W-What? No! No! Never!“

Running his hands through his hair, he huffed and mumbled to himself. “This is not working.“

Without waiting any longer, Jungkook fiddled behind his back, took out his gun and placed it on top of the table. Shocked, you looked up at him, and hissed. “Jungkook! What are you doing?! Here are people-“

“Shh! Wait a minute, Y/N!“

Fiddling with in his jacket again, he took a red, little velvety box and placed it beside the gun. Confused, you looked up at him with questioning eyes.

Blinking a few time, he spoke. “Now you take that box and put that ring on your finger, this is an option. Or you take that gun and aim it on my heart and shoot me with it, this is your second option. You will decide now, Y/N..“

When realization hit you hard, you relaxed immediately. Trying not to laugh in front of him, you cleared your throat. “Could it be that you’re asking me to marry you, Jungkook?“

Averting his eyes, he scratched his neck. “I think so, yeah.. So, what is your answer?“

Snickering at his cuteness, you intervened your own fingers under and rested your chin on top of them. “Can I think about it for a little bit?“

Jungkook’s face fell immediately, his eyebrows now furrowed as he tried to maintain his calmness. Ah, you loved to tease him!

He clicked his tongue and answered with a disappointed and slightly angry voice. “No, you can’t.“

Leaning forward, he asked desperately. “Y/N, say something. Do you want me to get a heart attack in front of your eyes?“

Smirking, you asked. “Why, are you nervous?“

“Of course I am! I’ve never done this before!“ He scoffed.

Raising your eyebrow, you guided your hand towards the velvety box as you watched Jungkook. He was observing every movement you were doing, his eyes filling with hope the moment he saw what you were reaching forward to. Just as you were taking the box, you changed your mind and grabbed the gun, aiming it at his chest.

Jungkook looked at you as if his whole world crashed in front of his eyes, his eyes looking at you as if he was pleading for you to change your mind.

“There are bullets in the gun, Y/N.“ He said as if he wasn’t affected by your choice.

You looked deadly into his eyes. “I know. That’s why I want you to put it away.“

“Y/N, can’t you think about it again? I mean I know I’m not the most perfect man on the planet but- Wait, what?!“

Seeing his reaction, you smiled widely at him and showed your finger with the ring on it. “You were rumbling so fast that you didn’t even realize that I put the ring on my finger, you idiot.“

Without saying anything, Jungkook jumped up from his chair and run to your side of the table, lifting you up and spinning you around as he showered you with kisses. “I love you, Y/N! Thank you so much!“

“I love you too, Jungkook.“

“Hey, Y/N, do you want me to tell you something?“

“What?“

“Even if you had said no, I wouldn’t have let you go.“

“Hey, Jungkook, do you want me to tell you something?“

“What?“

“Even if you’d let me go, I wouldn’t go. Never.“

Eat For Me

{TW- Eating disorders}

David noticed.

He noticed the untouched plates of food, and the way his clothes gradually grew looser.

The way Max would stiffen at even the slightest hint that he wasn’t okay.

The confrontation started over a cup of pudding.

If there was one thing David knew, it was Max’s deep love for sweets. When he first arrived to camp, he had a sucker in his mouth and a caramel bar in his hoodie pocket. Although, as camp wore on, and after a letter from his parents, Max seemed to have lost his appetite.

Completely.

Sure, he would drink water every now and again, but David knew that wasn’t enough. Max was getting tired quickly, and half the time, he seemed to weak to even leave the bed.

He started exempting Max from activities, not that the boy did them anyway. His physical appearance looked downtrodden as well. His usually plump cheeks were staring to sink in, as well as his eyes.

David would go to Gwen crying.

He would find himself at his co-counselor’s cabin, sobbing in her arms. Even Gwen was getting concerned and she didn’t even get concerned when they hired a cultist.

So, a cup of pudding was presented to Max, while all the other kids were at their chosen camps. Gwen and David sat on the other side of Max, eyes focus on the boy.

“What the hell do you want?” He asked, not as loud as the other two were used to. Hell, he even sounded weak.

“Eat the pudding, Max.” Gwen said firmly, arms crossed over her chest.

“Are you serious-”

“Max, just eat it.” She sighed, her tired purple eyes full of worry.

David was quiet, surprisingly, but his eyes were red. In fact, from what Max could remember, they’d been red for days now.

“I’m going outside.” He didn’t stand, and it was probably because he was visibly trembling.

He’s too weak to stand, David thought in horror.

“No, you aren’t, you little shit, now eat.” Gwen said with more force, holding eye contact with the green eyed child.

“Fuck off.”

“Max, please!”

Max and Gwen jumped hearing David speak for the first time since they’d cornered him.

“I can’t keep pretending not to notice. You’re getting skinny, your clothes barely fit anymore. You’re too weak to do most things now, d-damnit Max, you don’t can barely stand up because you won’t fucking eat!”

The redhead was breathing heavily by the time he was done, eyes glossed over.

“Eat please.. I.. I know you won’t be able to eat full meals for a while, but this is a start, right? Small things?”

Max was practically in shock from hearing him, but he nodded slowly. His hands moved almost automatically as he opened up the pudding cup, which was still surprisingly cold. He hesitated, glancing from the spoon to the cup. His green eyes moved up to David and he paused, pained by those sea green eyes.

He stuck his spoon in the chocolate, nervousness bubbling up in him, because he was so hungry, but he would lose all this progress.

Or was it even considered progress? This was spite, spite against his parents, parents who didn’t care.

Maybe he was showing his spite the wrong way.

He took a bite.

I drew phil but

it needs improvements

perfect.

6

tony being a confused puppy after peter refuses his offer to join the team

okay hear me out: 

you know those photo series that are like “In The Running For The Next Spiderman/Young Han Solo/Bachelor/Prince Eric/Property Brother”

and it’s just like nine generically handsome brunet white men that might all be Henry Cavill or might all be Matt Bomer or might all be the photogenic runner guy from 2012 for all we know but it’s impossible to tell because they are just so generic?

and you know how nobody really remembers what Moist von Lipwig (slash Albert Spangler where applicable) actually looks like, they just remember the gold hat, or the glasses, or the bountiful ear hair?

what I want is an adaptation where Moist, whenever he’s being an anonymous face or The Man in the Golden Suit or Albert Spangler, is played by a series of generically handsome brunet white men who are swapped out shot-to-shot.

throughout my impoverishing fever i literally could not stop thinking about a gemstuck eridan

probably a tanzanite? kunzite?