what the hell am i supposed to do with my life now

various starters
  • ❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜
  • ❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜
  • ❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜
  • ❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜
  • ❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜
  • ❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜
  • ❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜
  • ❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜
  • ❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜
  • ❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜
  • ❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜
  • ❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜
  • ❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜
  • ❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜
  • ❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜
  • ❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜
  • ❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜
  • ❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜
  • ❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜
  • ❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜
  • ❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜
  • ❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜
  • ❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜
  • ❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜
  • ❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜
  • ❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜
  • ❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜
  • ❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜
  • ❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜
  • ❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜
  • ❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜
  • ❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜
  • ❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜
  • ❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜
  • ❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜
  • ❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜
  • ❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜
  • ❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜
  • ❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜
  • ❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜
  • ❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜
  • ❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜
  • ❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜
  • ❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜
  • ❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜
  • ❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜
  • ❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜
  • ❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜
  • ❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜
  • ❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜
  • ❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜
  • ❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜
  • ❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜
  • ❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜
  • ❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜
  • ❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜
  • ❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜
  • ❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜
100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 4

It’s amazing to see how much we can create together, my amigos. Here’s part 4.

  1. “Look, I might be evil but even I have standards.”
  2. “Do your parents know you’re dating Death?” “No, I promised we wouldn’t get back together after he broke up with me the first time.”
  3. “Wait why am I naked and covered in cheese?”
  4. “Good god, that cake is fuckin stale and dry mate!!” “Just like how you are recently? Gee, thanks.”
  5. "There is always time for a high-five.”
  6. “Karen, what would ever posses you to find me here.”
  7. “Oh my god, put that man down! Come on, let’s go get you some REAL food.”
  8. “A demonic sugar glider?”
  9. “People always say they never thought they would be here but I absolutely did.”
  10. “And I thought I was a bit weird. But you! You are insane!”
  11. “So your hair knows kung-fu? Ha, that’s nothing! MY hair knows HAIR-ATE!” (You know, as in karate) (This used to be an insider between me and a friend…)
  12. “One day, darling, you and I are going to conquer the Universe not just our world.”
  13. “Did you seriously think they wouldn’t notice when their humans went missing?!”
  14. “Well, maybe next time you should consider that not everyone wants to be woken up at four in the morning by a- what IS that, anyway?!”
  15. “Now, how exactly did your foot get stuck in the barrel?”
  16. “I hope you realize what you’re doing. This forest never ends, you know that, right?”
  17. “You can’t just kill someone and then make it all better by saying sorry!”
  18. “Why the fuck is my cat levitating?!” “He said he wanted to feel what flying was”
  19. “You’re trying to tell me you killed three men…with a microphone?”
  20. “Hang on, are you a John Wick fan?”
  21. “IT’S TWO IN THE MORNING!” “And?” “ I have a strict no murder rule until eight. Call me then.”
  22. “I did realize you were going to be naked the whole time”
  23. “Ok, I understand you like animals, but you can’t just bring a tiger into the apparent without asking!”
  24. “I…I didn’t want you to find out like this. I’m so sorry.”
  25. “OH MY GOD CATHERINE! I JUST SAW A NARWHAL! I’M TELLING YOU, I SAW A FREAKIN’ WHALE UNICORN!”
  26. “I gotta go, I left my toaster in the oven!
  27. "Why is there a gaggle of fancy buisness men on my front lawn?”
  28. “Can you please stop referring to me as ____! That’s not my name!” “Then what is?” “I don’t know!”
  29. *Sarcastic* “Yeah, sure. I won’t at all mind being your footslave.” “Oh, goody! I knew you’d agree!” “Wait, what?”
  30. “When are you going to give up on this whole ‘evil’ thing?” “When it stops being so much fun!”
  31. “You didnt say to KILL the man!” “WELL I DIDNT SAY NOT TOO”
  32. “Mum, Dad… I’m gay.” “That’s nice, honey, but now is not the right time!”
  33. “Take a look at your soul and consider your life choices! Oh wait, that’s right! You don’t fucking have a soul!” “Oh, god, just go drown in a bathtub of syrup why don’t ya?”
  34. “I kindly ask you to please quit making your heart stop. It’s creeping me out!” “So… Y-You were sleeping in a coffin” “Yeah I’m used to it” “Are you a vampire or what?! How can someone get used to sleep in a coffin?” “No I’m used to sleep I never said that I’m used to sleep in a freaking coffin!”
  35. “Darling I love you, more than I can ever express in words…. But please stop teaching chickens necromancy.”
  36. “I wanted to know why you stole souls, not your melodramatic backstory…”
  37. “I really wish that old white man would stop rubbing his nipples at me”
  38. “You know it is written: Do not summon Satan, right ?”
  39. “Look around, what is this?” “My room?” “No, this is pathetic.”
  40. “I’ve been a professor for 20 years, and yet still my greatest secret hasn’t been revealed–I can’t read.”
  41. “Our souls don’t belong in these 'human’ bodies, every one of us is implanted here from another galaxy, and this has been the case for a thousand years. No one knows what 'actual humans’ are like without us inhabiting them.”
  42. “Did you just create a portal in time and space to pull another version of yourself into this world so I have to deal with another annoying idiot?” “No but thanks for the idea.”
  43. “You’re bleeding?!” “Nah, I’m frolicing in a field of flowers - yes I’m bleeding!”
  44. “Let me get this straight. I tell you that I make a decent omelette and you somehow equate that to qualification for piloting a spaceship?”
  45. “It’s the weekend! Let’s hit the town! See a concert, redo our wardrobes, get high, start a crime ring, I don’t know.”
  46. “Keep running, you’ve only got 4HP!”
  47. “This is clearly your first time. Stop screaming already, you’ll wake the neighbors!”
  48. “Has anyone seen the outdoors?” “What the fuck is an outdoors?”
  49. “Why do I feel like this again, I thought we were done with this?”
  50. “Look, as much as I like to hang out with you, I’ve gotta go and save the earth. Toodles!”
  51. “Have you seen?… oh shit”
  52. “Two questions: one, how many matches do you have, and two, where do you keep your socks?”
  53. “Because fuck surveys, that’s why!”
  54. “Stop yelling out the window or the koalas will rip your face off!”
  55. “I guess when I heard 'Night of Debauchery’… I didn’t picture muffins on your pajamas.”
  56. “Honey, you can’t keep throwing people to the pit of pain and despair just because they don’t like choc mint ice cream.”
  57. “Oh, no honey, put that back…”
  58. “It’s going to be too late, you know. It’s always too late.”
  59. “Hey, so, uh… I’m in trouble…” “What did you do this time?” “I got stranded in Wales….. again…”
  60. “OK, but… how do we get the dog out of a hole in space in time exactly?”
  61. “Aren’t people supposed to grow instead of shrink ?”
  62. “Wait. You’re aroused?” “Why would that surprise you?” “It does on account of you being covered in blood. Wipe that smile off your face. You look like a cat in heat.”
  63. "I pay your taxes”
  64. “No, ____. We did not raise our hamster like this.”
  65. “You can’t run from your own shadow(s), what makes you think you can run from theirs?”
  66. “You adopted… a dog?” “Mate, that’s not a dog.”
  67. “And at this moment, he decided to punch himself in the face.” “Narrator, listen, I know you’ve been with me my whole life, but you’re a huge jerk.”
  68. “Why didn’t you tell me it was a portal BEFORE we ended up here?”
  69. “Is that…the Mona Lisa.” “…Yes…” “What did I say to you about stealing priceless artifacts!?” “…That I had to take you with me next time.” “Exactly!”
  70. “Yes, I agree, magic is pretty cool. But did you really have to use it for THIS?”
  71. “Despite the fact that was epic, you’re still suspended”
  72. “Chill, dad it’s not what you think it is!” “Well it looks like you’re making out with the demon your grandma banished to cellar…WHY IS HE IN YOUR ROOM?”
  73. “If you truly love me you’ll let me-OH FUCKING HELL DID YOU JUST STAB ME!?”
  74. “Spoon”
  75. “What began as a conflict over the transfer of consciousness from flesh to machines escalated into a war which has decimated a Million worlds.The ___ and the ___ have all but exhausted the the resources of a galaxy in their struggle for domination. Both sides, now crippled beyond repair, the remnants of their armies continue to battle on ravaged planets, their hatred fueled by over four thousand years of total war. This is a fight to the death. For each side, the only acceptable outcome is…“
  76. ”… I’m going back to bed. You brought it here, you can deal with the mammoth yourself.“
  77. "Is the food supposed to be moving?”
  78. “You mean to tell me that in the two minutes I was gone,  you bombed a minor country,  got married to a stripper,  and assassinated a world leader?!”
  79. “Is that a unicorn???? EATING MY BEEF JERKY?!”
  80. “Do I get to dream about you again tonight?”
  81. “Well now I have to change clothes AGAIN!”
  82. “All of this was because of a… OF A PLUSHIE?!” “Well…Yeah?” “Great, how are we going to get out of jail now?!”
  83. “So…you gonna tell me why my brother is upside down and why you’re wearing my purple thong?”
  84. “Did you really have to burn down another Cracker Barrel?”
  85. “Sir, that’s impossible, you can’t do that.” “IS THAT A FUCKING CHALLENGE?!?!”
  86. “We need to invade Portugal.” “…Sure, why not?”
  87. “Did you divide by zero?! YOU’RE GOING TO KILL US ALL”
  88. “Stand down, Milady, this is a matter between gentlemen with mustaches.”
  89. “Next time you get arrested I am NOT paying your bail” “That’s a lie and you know it.” “….”
  90. “I thought you were dead.” “So did I”
  91. “John dont flush the dog down the toilet”
  92. “What did I say again about resurrecting dictators??”
  93. “Cucumbers are NOT pets… what do you mean, you ate him??”
  94. “Are you and God seriously fighting right now? And what happened to Satan?”
  95. “Are ferrets supposed to be blue??”
  96. “I’m the protagonist? Well I guess that explains why I look like about a thousand other people.”
  97. “Why do I do this to myself?”
  98. “Stop eating your tortilla chips with ketchup. It’s unattractive.”
  99. “How do you eat an entire cheese wheel in one sitting?”
  100. “Why are God and Satan moving in with us?”

Let’s make one more ‘100 Dialogue Prompts’ list together. Leave a comment with your prompt below. Don’t forget the double quotes “”. And as always, only one prompt per amigo! Also, here is your random Dutch word of the day: pindakaas

okay, so I’ve seen multiple posts just today that were basically like “haha who ever said adulthood was having your life together and everything figured out, I’m 28 and real life is drowning me as much as it ever was”

and like…the answer to that is…adults. adults said that. generation after generation, the narrative from adults to young people has been, “you are a dumb kid who doesn’t know the world or yourself but I am a Grownup with Life Experience™, and that’s why you’re supposed to do what I tell you, that’s why I don’t need to listen to your thoughts and feelings, that’s why society imagines me as a full human being and you as something that’s going to grow into a full human being.”

there’s a great book all about this that I’ve had a lot of my students read - Childhood and Society, by a sociologist named Nick Lee. Lee argues that the child/adult binary is a socially constructed one, based, like any other such binary, on an imagined idea of clearly oppositional characteristics. specifically, he says that children are imagined as incomplete, unstable (as in their lives and experiences are constantly changing, not as in mentally unstable), and dependent, and adults as complete, stable, and independent. those characteristics don’t match up to reality if you think about them too hard for even a moment - no one is truly independent, adults’ lives aren’t stable, what does judging a human being’s “completeness” even mean - but it doesn’t matter, because our culture is so obsessed with believing in them.

and adults being forced to pretend they’re complete and independent and living stable lives is one of the toxic ways all this plays on people of all ages.

I really hope that seeing my generation talk like this - just flat-out admit that we don’t know what the hell we’re doing any better than we did ten years ago - means we have the potential to break this cycle. but honestly, entering my 30s and having seen so many people my age turn into those adults who act like they have life so well figured out compared to those dumb kids, it doesn’t seem likely. we might be a little better than we could’ve been, but too many of us are going down that tired old road of transitioning from talking about how much smarter we are than our parents to talking about how much smarter we are than our kids, just like every generation does when it hits this age.

I guess what I’m saying is, please, young 20-somethings of today, be better ten years from now than we are.

Chopped

TED: Four chefs, one chance at a ten thousand dollar prize.  They must create an unforgettable meal using the mystery ingredients provided, or they will be chopped.  Let’s meet our contestants.  First, Chef Angela.

ANGELA: I’m Angela, I’m sous chef at Le Snobbe in Omaha Nebraska.  My specialty is Scottish with an Asian twist.  I need to win this so my parents will take me seriously.

TED: Next we have Chef Madagascar.

MADAGASCAR: I run the Shaggoth Catering Company.  My family came over from Kazantzan to build a better life here, but my brothers all died of the plague the second our house foreclosed.  I need the ten thousand dollars to buy my mother a new kidney.

TED: Chef Bill.

BILL: I’m extremely loud and have a broad range of interests that will do nothing to help me in this competition.  Watch me as I punch the camera with my tattooed knuckles that read FOOD.

TED: And finally, Chef Gooseberry.

GOOSEBERRY: I’m Gooseberry, I live in Los Angeles, and I love vegan food to the point where I won’t eat anything that ingests oxygen.  I see so many people eating meat and it *starts crying* just makes me so sad, I have to win this to show them that there’s a better way.

Ted: Chefs, before you there is a basket of ingredients.  You must use all of them, and your dishes will be critiqued by our panel of distinguished chefs on taste, presentation, and creativity.  If you can’t, you will be chopped.  Please open your baskets.  You must construct an appetizer using shank of unicorn, human hair, ground glass, and puffed cheese snacks. You have twenty minutes.

ANGELA: I see the puffed cheese snacks and I immediately think, haggis.  I run to the pantry and grab chickpeas and Sriracha, to give it a little kick.

GOOSEBERRY: Unicorn!  Whyyyyyy is there meeeeeeat!  (cries) Oh well, I’ll just have to suck it up and make it vegan as possible by pan-searing it and dousing it in chicken broth.

MADAGASCAR: I’m so stoked to see ground glass in the basket.  My mom used to cook with this all the time.  It has sort of a crunchy texture, so I’m gonna make pancakes.

(Shot of Bill looking alarmed and confused)

BILL: Guys…none of these are…food…uhh…

BILL: I just have this wad of human hair in my basket and I’m thinking, what the hell am I supposed to do with this?  But I know unicorn has to be soaked to get the glitter off, otherwise it’ll be way too salty and start sprouting little flowers, so I get that soaking and hope the rest will come to me.

JUDGE ALEX: What a great basket!  But I think it will be a real challenge for our chefs.

JUDGE SCOTT: There’s a lot you can do with puffed cheese snacks, but you’d have to be careful their saltiness doesn’t build on the natural saltiness of the unicorn shanks.  I’m so curious to see what they plan to do with the human hair, which in this basket is a mix of Asian, African, and Caucasian strands.

ANGELA: Some of these hairs are Asian, so I use them to tie the ends of my haggis.  I love showing off my specialty.

MADAGASCAR: Not many people would think to cook and eat a unicorn, but in Kazantzan, you take whatever comes your way.  I take the glitter and I put it into a puree for a sauce with vinegar, making sure to chant the ancient evil incantation over it that will keep it from sprouting.  But I’m running out of time, so I may have slurred some of the words together.

(Madagascar starts bleeding from the nose)

JUDGE ALEX: Ohhh, it looks like he’s reversed the S and the Q in “sesustngsnqsutintan.”  That’s the kind of mistake that could cost him some time.  You have to admire his ambition though.

BILL: I get the unicorn into the grill, but I haven’t even touched my hairball yet.  I remember thinking of a prank my big brother played on me once, so I throw the ground glass into the blender with some ice, vodka, and limoncello.

TED: And there is one minute left remaining!

ANGELA: I haven’t even started plating yet, my haggis isn’t done swelling, but I’m thinking, just get it on the plate.

GOOSEBERRY: I have one minute.  I’m gonna make a fresh green salad to represent my vegan lifestyle, and start making a vinaigrette.

TED: FIVE…FOUR…THREE…TWO…ONE…time’s up, please step back.

MADAGASCAR: I look down at my dish, and I’m pretty proud of what I’ve done.  Then I see that there’s nose blood on the plate.  I need that ten thousand dollars.

BILL: I quickly added the hairball as a garnish.

It’s not gross, it’s gormet

GOOSEBERRY: ohhhh nooo I forgot the unicorn shanks, the glass, the hairball, and the Cheetos (TV EDIT, TOTALLY DIFFERENT VOICE) puffed cheese snacks.  All I have is this red onion salad and white truffle dressing.

ANGELA: If I’d just had five more minutes, this would have been a killer cheese and hair haggis.  *shrugs*

TED: Alright chefs, let’s see what you made. Chef Bill.

BILL: I’ve made for you today a cheese-snack encrusted grilled unicorn shank, with a lemon glass slushie.

JUDGE ALEX (sternly): I love this.  You really handled the glitter beautifully, and the limoncello adds a lot of much-needed acidity to the salty flavors.

JUDGE SCOTT: I don’t like it.  There’s hair on my plate and I hate you.

BILL: It…it was one of the ingredients…

TED: Chef Angela.

ANGELA: Before you today we have a cheese snack and ground unicorn haggis, tied with Asian hairs and garnished with a tarragon and glass crumble.

JUDGE ALEX (sternly): The combination is brilliant, the flavors really play off each other well.  But mine is a little cold in the center, and you can see…I have sprouts.

ANGELA: It’s supposed to do that.  I meant to do that.

TED: Chef Madagascar.

MADAGASCAR: Today I’ve made you a unicorn pancake with a glass crust, and a glitter dipping sauce.

JUDGE SCOTT: I’m not getting any of the human hair.

TED: Tell us why you need to win today.

MADAGASCAR: I need to get my mother a new kidney, as we had to sell her good one to pay for my father’s ransom.  He’s okay now, but times have been hard with just one kidney to share between them.

JUDGE ALEX: There’s blood on my plate.  I can’t eat this.

TED: Chef Gooseberry.

GOOSEBERRY: I’ve made a vegan-friendly dish, with the unicorn, cheese snacks, and the hair omitted.  The glass did not make it onto the plate.

JUDGE SCOTT: This is just red onions and white truffle oil.

GOOSEBERRY: That is correct.

(TV EDIT, SCENE RECONVENES TEN MINUTES LATER)

GOOSEBERRY (with a black eye, sniffling): Thank you chef.

TED: Now whose dish has been put on the chopping block?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC AS WE LOOK AT EVERYONE’S SAD FACE)

TED (revealing Gooseberry’s dish): Chef Gooseberry, you’ve been chopped.

GOOSEBERRY: I was pretty disappointed to get chopped, but I stand by my work, and I’m proud nobody had to eat meat made by my hand. (leaves down the hallway)

TED: Next up, the entree round. WHO (flash to Madagascar) WILL (flash to Angela) BE (flash to Bill) CHOPPED???!!??

Basically, This is Basically What Every Dr. Phil Episode is Basically Like Basically
  • Dr. Phil: Hello, I am Doctor Philip, and today we'll be tackling an issue that is very widespread, but rarely spoken about. Gaming addiction. Now, I know many of you know at least one person in your life who plays video games, whether that be a child or, in some cases, a spouse.
  • Audience: *laughs*
  • Dr. Phil: But, when unregulated, gaming can lead to serious addiction. Today I have with me a mother who's home life has been torn apart as her very own son descended into gaming addiction.
  • Mother: *sniffing and wiping tears away* Hello, doctor. Will you cure my son?
  • Dr. Phil: Well, dear, that's... uhh. Let's just bring the boy out already.
  • *dramatic music plays*
  • Gamer: My name is Gregg, I'm 19 years old, I'm a gaming addict, and I don't give a f*ck.
  • Audience: *gasps*
  • Gamer: Yeah, I game for 19 to 20 hours a day and the other four hours I use for looking up sick gaming strats or beating it to anime porn. I once sucked off a dude because he offered me minecraft diamonds. I don't give a sh*t, I would've sucked him off even if he didn't have the diamonds.
  • Audience: *gasps louder*
  • Gamer: Do I hate women? Yes, I hate women. I've emailed Anita Sarkeesian my address. She knows where I am if she wants to fight me. Feminists, square the fuck up. People always ask why I don't do anything other than gaming. I ask them why don't they mind their own f*cking business. I don't think I have a problem. Dr. Phil can honestly eat my whole an*s.
  • Gamer: *walks out onto the stage*
  • Audience: *boos*
  • Gamer: F*ck all y'all! I don't give a f*ck! *flips off the audience*
  • Dr. Phil: Please take a seat, son.
  • Gamer: *sits very disrespectfully*
  • Mother: *starts bawling*
  • Dr. Phil: Son, do you think that was acceptable behavior?
  • Gamer: The only behavior I care about is the behavioral patterns for enemies in the S.T.A.L.K.E.R. series. I love video games: Master chief, Mario, uhm, Blinx the Cat... Blasto. Love those guys!
  • Audience: *boos*
  • Gamer: I don't care! You think I care! F*ck all y'all!
  • Dr. Phil: All these people are booing you, doesn't that make you feel bad?
  • Gamer: Are you deaf? Have I not articulated the fact that I absolutely 100% do not care about anything except for video games? I. DON'T. GIVE. A. F*CK.
  • Mother: He's always like this, there's no changing him. It didn't used to be this way... just *starts bawling harder*
  • Dr. Phil: I think there is a way to change him, and we'll find out more about that after these messages.
  • *Dr. Phil theme plays*
  • *The lights dim and every goes empty eyed and slack-jawed*
  • Gamer: Heh, this is weird. *nudges mom and whispers to her* Hey, we're getting paid for this, right. Hey, mom? ...Mom?
  • Mother: *completely unresponsive*
  • Dr. Phil: *completely unresponsive*
  • Audience: *completely unresponsive*
  • Gamer: Heh... this is REALLY weird. *looks around nervously*
  • Audience member: Hey!
  • Gamer: Huh?
  • Audience Member: I'm in the audience! Over here! My arms are strapped to the chair! You have to help me!
  • Gamer: *runs to the audience member*
  • Audience Member: Thank god, I thought I was the only one here left with any brains.
  • Gamer: *hastily undoing the straps* What the fuck is going on?
  • Audience Member: I don't know, but this definitely isn't Dr. Phil's show.
  • Gamer: Then what is it?
  • Audience Member: No clue, but we have to get out of here before the commercial breaks ends.
  • Gamer: *successfully undoes the straps*
  • Audience Member: C'mon! Let's go. *grabs the gamer by the arm*
  • Gamer: *resists* Wait a fucking minute. Why am I supposed to trust you?
  • Audience Member: Because I'm normal and everyone else is braindead if you haven't noticed.
  • Gamer: Yeah, but I'm not going anywhere until I know what's going on. Being on Dr. Phil is a huge opportunity for me to, y'know, advertise my brand. I'm a gamer if you haven't noticed.
  • Audience Member: Are you insane? Have you had a look around you? Does this anything happening right now seem normal to you? Who cares about your "brand". Do you even remember how you got here?
  • Gamer: Well... now that you mention, I can't really remember exactly.
  • Audience Member: Yeah, now let's get the fuck out of here.
  • *the gamer and audience member run through the back exit into the hallways*
  • *the Dr. Phil theme blares as the show returns from commercial break*
  • Gamer: My ears!
  • Audience Member: Move it! *jerks gamer's arm*
  • Gamer: Okay, calm down.
  • *the entire audience screams in unison*
  • Gamer: What the fuck is that!?
  • Audience Member: It's the reason we're running! Quick, in here!
  • *the duo duck into a cramped broom closest*
  • Gamer: Listen, you have to tell me what the fuck is going on right now!
  • Audience Member: Shh.
  • Gamer: Don't shush me!
  • Audience Member: *covers the gamer's mouth*
  • *agonized screaming and violently rumbling passes by the broom closest*
  • Gamer: Holy shit!
  • Audience Member: Stop yelling.
  • Gamer: How can I not yell when it sounds the gates of hell just passed by us!
  • Audience Member: You want it to turn back around and find us?
  • Gamer: Alright. I'll calm down... I'll. *start sobbing*
  • Audience Member: Please, please stop crying. You're too loud.
  • Gamer: I can't! I'm under a lot of stress!
  • Audience Member: You'll be dead if you don't shut the fuck.
  • Gamer: I never wanted any of this, I just wanted to go on Dr. Phil so people would recognize me on YouTube and I could become a popular Let's Player!
  • Audience Member: If you don't shut up right now, I'll-
  • *a snake bites the audience member's neck*
  • Audience Member: *eyes roll up*
  • Gamer: *screams like a baby*
  • *snakes slither under the closet door*
  • Gamer: *stumbles out of the closet and falls into hallway covered with snakes* Fuck me! Fuck me!
  • Gamer: *attempts to run away but falls beneath the snakes and into and empty void*
  • *agonized screaming echoes from all around*
  • Gamer: Am I in hell? I have to be in hell. You don't fall through a pool of snakes and wind up anywhere else but hell.
  • Dr. Phil: THERE IS NO HELL.
  • Gamer: Doc, is that you? If this isn't hell then where am I?
  • Dr. Phil: YOU'RE IN MY REALM SON. *Dr. Phil's face appears glowing in the distance, his eyes are empty sockets and his mouth hangs open*
  • Gamer: What the fuck are you?
  • Dr. Phil: I'M DOCTOR PHILIP.
  • Gamer: You're not Dr. Phil!
  • Dr. Phil: I NEVER SAID I WAS, SON. *a wall of gray human bodies lights up surrounding Dr. Phil's massive head, dr. phil's giant snake body slithers towards the gamer and opens its third eye* I'M DOCTOR PHILIP.
  • *the wall of bodies screams in unison as Dr. Phil devours the gamer*
  • *Dr. Phil theme plays loudly*
  • Dr. Phil: THE NEXT EPISODE IS STARTING. I'M LATE. *slithers into the wall of bodies and his snake body slowly transforms into a normal Dr. Phil's body*
  • Dr. Phil: *crawls onto the stage*
  • Dr. Phil: *dusts himself off* Woo, I went on quite an adventure.
  • Audience: *laughs*
  • Dr. Phil: I'm glad we can all find some time in our lives to laugh, but today's episode is covering something that is most certainly not a laughing matter. It's one of the most serious addictions striking America today and it's rarely talked about. I'm talking about people who love to pee on their mattresses and then pay people exorbitant amounts of money to suck their disgusting mattresses clean.
  • Audience: ... *someone clears their throat*
  • Dr. Phil: What's the matter?
  • Cameraguy: Spsss, Doc. That's not what the episode is about. It's about people with terrible gambling issues.
  • Dr. Phil: Oh, ah, fuck! Cut to commercial!
100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 5

Great team work, amigos. Here’s is part 5! 

  1. “Why is there a naked Ken Barbie doll tied up in your room?” “Goddammit, ____! I told you not to go in there!”
  2. “No Candice, I am NOT selling you my soul again.”
  3. “why is the fairy holding a gun.”
  4. “Jesus Christ on a boat made of crackers, what are you doing outside of the pod ship again?”
  5. “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT” “He said I couldn’t… and I thought it was a challenge…”
  6. “How the fuck did you dye the ocean ORANGE?!”
  7. “Why are the roses green?”
  8. “Great, you made death angry.”
  9. ”この___だ!”
  10. “That better be a press on tattoo.”
  11. “If you only listened to the nature, you could learn more than humans ever passed to us.”
  12. “So, we’re dead?” “Well, kind of… yeah.”
  13. “Remind me again why you have a centaur tied up in your truck?”
  14. “Can you stop staring into my soul every time we meet? I feel exposed.”
  15. “You do realize that he wasn’t breathing when he spoke to us, right?”
  16. “I liked you better when you where possessed by that demon friend of yours”
  17. “You’re absolutely in love with him and have been for at least 2 years if you don’t go tell him how you feel I swear to god I will”
  18. “There are worse things in life than death.” “Nobody asked you,Lucifer.” “Just saying.”
  19. “Well, it’s wonderful that you’re having a sexuality crisis, but in case you forgot, we’re kind of in the middle of STOPPING THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT!”
  20. “Why is there a horse crashing on our couch?” “Oh, that’s Satan.”
  21. “Why would I hang out with you? You’re so incompetent! Your sacrifice to the faeries was so insufficient!”
  22. “Where the hell did the dragon go?! He was right here!”
  23. “Ok, the recipie calls for two cups of lemon and a cup of sugar, but all I see are cough syrup and battery acid…”
  24. “What do you mean today’s not a Tuesday?!”
  25. “So everyone on Earth had the same dream as me?”
  26. “you know what will solve that? Scotch.”
  27. “I didn’t ask for this!” “… you didn’t?”
  28. “How is it that the least likely outcome is always the outcome I receive?!” “You should go buy a lottery ticket.”
  29. “Guys, i know you’re all busy, but if any of you wants the dinner done, i will need my arm back”
  30. “Of COURSE I care about you. That’s why I sold your soul on the black market.”
  31. “JOHN I AM BEGINNING TO QUESTION THE VALIDITY OF YOUR PLAN” “AS AM I ALEX, AS AM I”
  32. “What?”
  33. “I will take the concept of my rage, transform it into a physical weapon, and use it to BEAT YOU TO DEATH!”
  34. “Did you really HAD to slap the shark?!” “I mean… If you want me to kick it-”
  35. “I don’t care, your tamagotchi dying is not an excuse to wake me up before noon!”
  36. “You are telling me that the socks with hearts that I’ve been mocking since the first day you arrived are, in fact, what keep you alive?” “Yes!” “What?”
  37. “So you really want me to believe that you’re actually from the future?”
  38. “Dude. What have you done. Now we HAVE TO save those aliens!”
  39. “Can you just stop?” “God no, why would I do that?”
  40. “Hey at least I get laid doing it”
  41. “While that’s a lovely story, it doesn’t quite explain the fires.”
  42. “Dude, please tell me that you planned to deal with her guardian angel when you killed her.”
  43. “That’s such a stupid idea… let’s do it.”
  44. “What do you MEAN this just HAPPENS?!” “All the time, actually.”
  45. “I swear, one day you’ll kill us both.” “Oh please, I’ve never been that reckless.” “…” “That was ONE TIME!”
  46. “Why did you buy a nuke?!” “Why wouldn’t I? It was on sale”
  47. “I am fueled purely by rage and instant coffee.”
  48. “How are you a million years old, bit you can’t even remember who George Washington is?”
  49. “Because I gave not, a single shit.”
  50. “Is that a marijuana? In my good  Christian suburbs?!”
  51. “WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT KILLING PEOPLE?? YOU NEVER USE THE DRAGON, YOU IDIOT”
  52. “I don’t care if he’s a unicorn, NO ONE EATS MY MINI EGGS!”
  53. “Jesus Christ Lewis! *Again* with the Snails?” “It’s Thursday! You said Thursday’s were okay!”
  54. “Here’s a story for you. I woke up in Vegas as a makeup guru. I was REALLY drunk.”
  55. “If all your friends jumped off a cliff would you…WAIT, NO IT WAS A JOKE, STOP!”
  56. “You’re kinda like hitchhiking Ghost Busters, aren’t you?”
  57. “For gods sake, ditch the fanny pack”
  58. “Take the tomato!” “No, I don’t want the tomato” “JUST TAKE THE TOMATO”
  59. “‘That’s no moon!’ Everyone  remembered Jimmy’s words that night as he scolded his friends for half-heartedly pulling their pants down.”
  60. “WHY IS THERE A BEAR IN MY BATHROOM”
  61. “Can you believe it?” “Just barely.”  "Man, I never thought he would ACTUALLY throw the chair.“
  62. "What did you THINK girl scout cookies were made of?”
  63. “Really? That’s not what I heard from Mrs. Sanchez across the hall!”   “Mom she’s literally a possessed cow, why do you listen to her?”
  64. “You got the rubber chicken, cheese whiz, and dish soap?” “Yep” “Ok, let’s do this!”
  65. “Are you building a life-sized Godzilla at 3am again?”
  66. “Don’t get pissy at me, YOU’RE the one who didn’t say what kind of tea bags to get for the clown!”
  67. "So YOU’RE the guy the math textbooks warned us about.”
  68. “Where’s our cat?” “I thought you were responsible for it?..”
  69. “What do you mean I’m half demon”
  70. “why are you duct taping a cat to the ceiling?” “aesthetic.”
  71. “Hope is a lie. So is philosophy, morality, language in general, the sky, dogs, and about a third of the population of Michigan.”
  72. “So let me get this straight. You filled a Darth Vader costume… With cats?”
  73. “How did I die this time?” “Well, it was pretty quick. I missed it, but from what I can tell, you convinced an entire school of 4000 people to throw watermelons at you all at the same time.” “…And?” “The impact of the watermelons threw you back a couple hundred kilometers and you landed in the ocean…inside the mouth of a particularly hungry shark.” “Goddamn it I wanted this death to be metal!”
  74. “Yesterday I learned that my childhood friend was a demon.”
  75. “Please tell me you said 'What bothers me most.’ "Yes? What the hell did you think I said?” Well….it kinda sounded like “His father’s meatloaf.’
  76. "Goddammit, why won’t you die?!”  "I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! “
  77. "I’d appreciate it if you fucking stopped, thanks.”
  78. “What the hell is this?” “It’s jello, you eat it”
  79. "You didn’t” “I did and I made them watch”
  80. "Why in the hell did you think this was a good idea?” “Look, YOU try saying 'No’ to not just a primordial deity, but my little sister as well.” “…Ok, you got me there.”
  81. “How do you know that it’s supposed to look like this?”
  82. “Are you making *tea*?!” “Well what else am I supposed to do?” “I don’t know maybe STOP THE MONSTER THATS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!”
  83. “Why are you in a dress?” “Lucifer wanted to have a tea party. You don’t say no to Lucifer”
  84. “So you’re telling me that aliens invaded while I was on vacation?”
  85. “I appreciate the gesture but I prefer my horses fried rather than alive.”
  86. *whining* “But Mooommm, I don’t want to save the woooorrld!”
  87. “Now I know not to cry there”
  88. “What if we DIDNT kill the king every Thursday” “Good idea we’ll kill him on Fridays instead.”
  89. “So you’re a zombie now?” “I guess I am” “So what are you gonna do about it?” “*shrug* I don’t know….”
  90. “I guess you weren’t joking when you said that the world is ruled by ants”
  91. “When I die, tell everyone 'I told you so.’”
  92. “You’re not real… You’re only in those silly books!” “Correction, my dear, you’re the fictional one.”
  93. “There was no 'free pie’ you moron! You stole it!”
  94. “Okay, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that my pet rock has gained sentience, just like we planned! The bad news is that it turns out he’s evil and is currently building a rock army with the intent of taking over the world. aaaand, he’s trying to get Mt. Everest on his side.”
  95. “Why is our baby on a wanted poster?”
  96. “Zombies are people too, Mom!”
  97. “… I’m gonna go for it. Hold my head for me real quick, and don’t put it on a mannequin like you did last time.”
  98. “Fascinating… I was unaware that was physically plausible.” “I know right.”
  99. “ACHOO!” “Bless you.” “No sorry, that won’t work on me.”
  100. “Bye, Felicia. Take you and your cat ears! GO!”

Prepare yourselves, because starting from tomorrow we will be making ‘100 Prompts That Will Make You Cry’ lists. Hope you enjoy this one. Which prompt do you like the most?

Meddling

Originally posted by amsimaria

Just a lil something bc Park Jimin won’t let me fucking live. If anything, expect more jimin soon bc I just really fucking cant with this guy. I reallyreallyreally hope you guys like this. Feedback is much appreciated!

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: fluff, smut

Word count: 8,540

You honestly, truly didn’t know whether you wanted to choke Kim Taehyung until he couldn’t breathe and his body lay lifeless on the floor, or if you loved him so much you couldn’t bare hurt a single hair of his pretty little head.

The boy was just too much of a best friend sometimes, it drove you mental.

He was that kind of friend who knocked on your door in the middle of the night to ask if you wanted to grab some late dinner.

He was the type to give you a foot or back massage when you felt the stress of your assignments and work getting too much for you to handle, and then spend a whole night trying to figure out solutions for your problems after you’d relaxed.

He was the type to listen to you vent for hours, simply listening, knowing all too well you preferred someone to listen to you until there was nothing left, before he was allowed to give you his personal advice, which never failed to be helpful.

He was the type to make you forget about your breakups with your boyfriends, opting it would be better for you to spend time out and take your mind off of it instead of bringing it up and have you crying for hours. But if you did feel like crying, he was always the shoulder to cry on.

However, there was one thing about Taehyung that made you wonder why the fuck you even considered him tolerable at times.

He was a meddler. It was in his bones, he just couldn’t help it. God knew he couldn’t.

So when he started to notice that you seemed a little too lonely for his liking as of lately, he knew he had to do something about it. He didn’t utter a word to you, thinking up a plan in his head like the devil he is, and the light bulb didn’t go off in his head until you were out with the guys and a few others one weekend.

Park Jimin. Park Jimin was the solution.

He felt fucking dumb for never noticing the older boy staring at you, seeming to get lost every time, before quickly snapping out of it. For not noticing that cute special smile he always reserved for specific people. For not noticing how he almost always managed to stick by your side whenever he was in the same room, sometimes in the same building, as you.

He watched curiously as Jimin called you over, patting the now empty seat next to him as an invitation to you, and you made your way over thinking nothing of it. Taehyung knew you were pretty oblivious. 

A guy could tape a sign onto his forehead that said ‘I like you’ and you still wouldn’t be entirely sure of it.

So this was kind of a challenge to accomplish. Luckily, challenges were what Taehyung lived for.


The first time you noticed something was a bit off was when Taehyung was over at your place one afternoon. You walked around the kitchen cleaning about, before standing in front of the sink and starting on the dishes. He sat at your small kitchen table, a bowl of cereal held in his hands. You were both quiet, you working and him eating, before you felt his presence next to you as he bumped your hip to push you to the side. He stood next to you, placing his bowl in the sink as well before starting with you. He suddenly broke the silence.

“__.”

“Yeah?” You mumbled, focusing on a small dark spot that wasn’t being very cooperative and coming off.

“Can I ask you something?”

“You just di-”

“Alright, I’m going to ask you something,” he sighed and shook his head with a tiny smile on his lips at your lameness. “What do you think of Jimin?”

“Jimin?” Your brows furrowed in confusion as you thought of what could’ve possibly been going through his head for asking you about him all of a sudden. “Why are you asking?”

“Just answer the question.”

“What do you mean what do I think of Jimin, Tae?” You chuckled, finally managing to wash the spot out and you grabbed another dish. “He’s a sweet, nice guy. What am I supposed to think of him?”

“Do you think he’s cute?”

“You got something you wanna tell me, Tae?” You asked curiously.

“Am I not the one supposed to be asking the questions here,” he huffed and you only laughed.

“Fine,” you sighed. “Of course he’s cute. I mean, even a guy as straight as a pin and a girl as can be would admit to that. Even you.”

“Mhm, alright.”

And then he was quiet for a few seconds, before changing the subject. “I bought a new video game. Hurry so we have enough time to try it out.”

You found it was strange but said nothing. You thought it better to keep your mouth shut and not dig too deep into it because it was most probably just Taehyung being Taehyung, but boy were you wrong.


“You mind if I text Jimin and Kookie to come over? They told me to tell them as soon as I got this game?” He asked from his spot on the couch, waiting for you to set everything up.

“Sure, no problem,” you answered, because it was always fun to hang out with the amazing trio.

“Great, they’re on their wa-”

And he was cut off with a knock that sounded on your front door. You paused and turned to look at Taehyung with a raised brow, only to see him sheepishly smiling at you. “Yeah, I might’ve texted them to come over about twenty minutes ago.”

You sighed and shook your head before standing up. “Just finish setting up, you moron.”

You jogged to the door when another knock sounded, not wanting to keep them waiting, and quickly swung the door open to be greeted with the sight of two smiley faces.

“__!” Jungkook greeted you and you moved aside to allow them inside.

“Hey, Kookie. Hey, Jimin,” you smiled brightly at them before ushering them inside. “Come on, we’re about to start playing.”

Jungkook nodded and quickly walked to the living room, but Jimin slowly stepped inside before stopping in front of you with that sweet angelic smile that God graced him with.

“No welcome hug for your guests?” He cocked his head to the side, and it was crazy how much he resembled a puppy you’d once seen in the pet store near your apartment building.

“Well, you two aren’t actually considered guests anymore, are you?” You chuckled but moved forward and hugged him quickly before pulling back. “But that puppy look could get you anything, Park.”

“__! Jimin! Get your asses in here, we already started the game!”

“You assholes! This is my house, you can’t just do that!” You quickly ran to the living room, and Jimin slowly walked behind you. And if you weren’t so engaged in scolding Taehyung and Jungkook as they played, not bothering to stop, so you hit the back of their heads before flopping onto the couch dejectedly, you would’ve noticed Jimin staring at you with a soft smile.

But Taehyung noticed, and he was now even more determined to put his plan in action.

“What were you two doing back there anyways? Anything you’re not telling me, __?” Taehyung teased and nudged your thigh with his foot. Jungkook snorted. Jimin only stayed quiet and tried to stop his cheeks from flushing at the mere thought of anything like that going on between you two, but you only glared at Taehyung and smacked his head with a pillow.

“It’s none of your business, just play the damn game so Jimin and I can get a turn,” you scolded, before pulling out your phone and continuing your muttering as you scrolled through something. “Ungrateful bastards. I let them use my TV and they do me like this..”


“Ha! Just admit it, I kicked your ass so good, even you’re feeling good about it,” Jungkook said with a triumphant smile as he relaxed against the back of the couch smugly.

“Fuck off,” Tae replied. “Just restart it and stop running your mouth.” He almost didn’t pay attention to the pair sitting on the other side of the couch. There you sat with Jimin, your head leaning against his shoulder and your feet resting on the coffee table, while he held up his phone so the both of you could see, both of you smiling and laughing at something on the screen. He stopped Jungkook before he could start the game and turned to the two of you.

“__, Chim. Are you two planning on playing? Kookie just beat me again so..” He trailed off.

“Huh?” You looked up from the phone, a smile still on your face, clearly too distracted to even hear him talk to you. “What was that?” You asked.

“Wanna play?” He asked again.

“Nah, I’m good. Not in the mood for it anymore.” You rested your head back against Jimin’s shoulder, before your smile fell and you lifted your head to look at him, placing your hand on his arm. Taehyung tried very hard to hide the smirk from his lips when he saw Jimin slightly, just slightly, tense at that. “Oh, I’m sorry Jimin. You should go play, you didn’t get a chance to try it out.”

Jimin quickly shook his head and waved you off with a smile. “It’s fine, I can try it some other time. I don’t even like this game that much.”

He patted his shoulder as an invite for you to lay your head there once again, and you gladly took it, the two of you immediately going back to laughing like you were minutes ago.

Taehyung felt his eyes sparkle when he was sure this would work. He could already see it. You didn’t even know that it was Jimin who’d been nagging Taehyung for weeks to get him this video game, and swore on his life that if he didn’t be the first one to try it, all hell would break loose. Clearly, that promise was broken for a simple reason.

You.


im going shopping. wanna come?

sure. where do you wanna meet?

we’ll just pick you up on our way

We? Who was 'we’? You shook the thought of, figuring it would surely be one of the guys. So you got up and quickly got dressed, managing to put on a bit of makeup before you received a text that he was waiting for you in the car. You grabbed your phone and quickly exited your apartment.

You weren’t surprised when you saw Jimin in the driver’s seat, but you were happy it was him who came along. You loved hanging out with him. He was always so sweet and friendly, never failing to make you smile and laugh with the simplest of things.

“Took you long enough,” Taehyung said as soon as you entered the car, and you only scoffed and kicked his seat.

“NIce to see you too, asshole,” you stuck your tongue out at him, before turning to Jimin, to find him already looking at you through the rearview mirror. “Hey, Jimin.”

“Hey,” he smiled. “Ready to go?”

You nodded eagerly and he started up the car.

“Where’s the AUX cord?” You asked after a silent minute.

“Get it yourself,” Taehyung grunted, not even bothering to look up from his phone.

“God, why were we even friends..” You mumbled, before turning to Jimin.

“Jiminie, can you hand me the cord, please,” you asked sweetly, and this time, through the mirror, you couldn’t help but notice his cheeks flushing slightly.

“Um, sure just a sec.”

He fumbled around, managing to get half a second to look around between driving, trying to find it, but to no avail. “Where the hell is it?” You heard him mumble. And then something caught your eye.

“Wait it’s down there,” you pointed between his legs where it lay. near his feet at the gas pedal.

“How the hell did it get there?” Confusion was evident in his voice. “I can’t even reach there with my seatbelt on-”

You cut him off by getting up from your seat and leaning forward, trying not to get in his view. You leaned forward on the arm rest, stretching your arm as far as it could go. Your arm pushed against his thigh as you wiggled your fingers trying to close that last inch of space between your hand and the cord.

“It’s fine, I’ll get it.”

Taehyung’s brows raised when he saw your position, and if Jimin wasn’t already pink because of you being so close, he was when Taehyung let out a wolf whistle.

“I don’t think I should be seeing this,” he tsked at the two of you. You finally managed to grab the cord and began to push yourself back, unconsciously using Jimin’s thigh for support, managing to smack the back of Tae’s head before you settled back in your seat.

“Pervert,” you grumbled before plugging in the cord and playing a song of your choice. You tried to convince yourself that your face was currently flushed because of the effort you just made. But as Taehyung watched you through the mirror, he knew it wasn’t because of that.


“Taehyung, please, spare me,” you begged as he dragged the two of you along with him to another store. You couldn’t, you just couldn’t take it anymore. You feet were aching, you were hungry, you were thirsty, and if you had to deal with another bitchy sales assistant, you were about to snap.

“Yah, stop nagging,” he kept walking, and you didn’t even realize that you grabbed Jimin’s arm instead of his for support as you tried to keep walking. But you didn’t mind. His arm was warm and strong, but soft at the same time, and you found yourself latching onto him. He didn’t seem to mind, offering his arm to you to grip more comfortably so that you didn’t have to put in much effort.

“Yah, dumbass,” Jimin scolded him, and you felt yourself smile. “She’s been walking for hours and she hasn’t even eaten anything yet.”

“Great, now it’s you too,” Tae grumbled, slowing down and turning around to the two of you. The sunglasses he wore hid the amused look in his eyes at the sight of you two latched onto each other. “Why don’t you two lovebirds go get something to eat and let me finish this in peace?”

You didn’t even comment on the 'lovebirds’ part, too excited with the thought of food to think about anything else. You gripped Jimin’s arm tighter to get him to look at you, and he did. “Can we? Please?”

“Of course.” His reply was immediate, and he felt his heart damn near soaring at the sight of you latched onto his arm, looking up at him with that cute little pout. Taehyung nearly barfed at the sight of you acting so couple-y without even realizing it.

You barely spared him a glance and a 'see you later’ as you walked off, and he looked at the two of you proudly before turning around and heading for the shop in front of him.

And the two of you went on without even looking back, your arm still wrapped around his as you looked for a place to eat. “Where do you wanna go, babe?” Jimin asked, and he felt himself blush slightly when the pet name slipped past his lips before he could stop. He didn’t dare to look down to see your reaction to it, which caused him to miss the similar blush that covered your cheeks as well, but your answer was controlled and nonchalant nonetheless.

“Any where’s fine with me as long as I can stuff my face with something edible,” you groaned out and he chuckled, before carefully placing a hand on yours that was wrapped around his arm, squeezing slightly. It lasted for a mere second before removing his hand and pointing to a small diner that didn’t seem too crowded.

“How 'bout there?”

And so you went inside and sat down after finding an empty booth. You went to sit across from him, but he grabbed your arm and stopped you, a small shy smile gracing his lips.

“Sit next to me. We can share if you want.”

And you found yourself sheepishly nodding in agreement.

As it turned out, according to Jimin, 'sharing’ meant him feeding you bites of his plate, practically half of it, barely eating himself. And when you whined about him feeding you everything and not having any, he would shush you, claiming that 'he wasn’t very hungry anyways’.

kookie just texted me to meet him and joon to work on something. jimin can drop you off yeah?

“That dick,” you mumbled with a frown, sending him a quick text to say that you would go with Jimin and cuss him out along the way. “Tae just ditched us.” You looked up at Jimin to find him looking at you curiously. He looked confused for a second, before a look of realization dawned on his face. But before you could question it, he smiled once again and spoke.

“That’s fine. Whenever you wanna leave I’ll drive you.”

You stayed in that diner for about fifteen more minutes, talking and laughing as if you’d done it for years. When in reality, you two had only been friends for months, and the times you spent alone together had only been a handful and usually never lasted for more than an hour at most. So, you were kind of glad Taehyung had decided to ditch the two of you, especially when you told an especially lame joke, and Jimin did that thing where he laughed and leaned his head against your shoulder slightly.


“Thanks for the ride home, Jimin. I’ll see you tonight right?” You asked as you unbuckled your seatbelt. His eyes were confused for a second.

“What?”

“We’re all going out to that new club, remember? That one Hoseok told us about,” you reminded him, and he nodded in realization.

“Ah right. Is Tae picking you up?”

“No, I’ll meet you guys-”

“I’ll come by early and pick you up,” he interrupted before you had a chance to finish your sentence.

“Really, Jimin. It’s fine, I’ll call a cab. It would be a hassle for you to come here then drive back to-”

“Do I look like the guy to take no for an answer?” He interrupted you once again and you just chuckled, defeated.

“Fine, see you tonight.”

His smile was triumphant as he watched you walk to your building, but as soon as you disappeared, the smile faded. He quickly took out his phone, looking for that contact name, before pressing call.

“I know what you’re doing,” he said.

“What do you mean?” Taehyung’s voice was filled to the brim with false innocence and obliviousness.

“__ already complains and scolds you enough about you meddling in other people’s shit. What do you think she’d do if she knows you’re pulling something on her, huh?” He tsked and huffed, even though a small part of him knew that Taehyung’s meddling plans almost always worked out in his favor, and he was partially praying that he wouldn’t give up on this one.

“Shh, just stop your nagging okay? I know what I’m doing. You’ll thank me for this one.”

Before Jimin had a chance to retort, the line went dead and Jimin huffed as he locked his phone. He leaned his head back against the seat and looked back to your building in thought for a few seconds before he started the ignition once again and drove off.


You and Jimin arrived to the club and the others were already partying in full swing, half drunk.

“Jeez, it’s not even 12 yet. What’d you do, order half the fucking menu?” You asked as you took a seat yourself with Jimin following behind.

“__! My baby, come gimme a hug.” Taehyung leaned over but you only planted your palm on his face and pushed him back.

“Not until I’ve had a few drink in me,” you snorted at his drunk pout, but he had the attention span of a baby as he was quickly distracted by a lame joke Jin was spouting off.

“I’ll get us some drink,” Jimin leaned in and spoke in your ear and you only smiled and nodded at him.

“Ah, whispering to each other now? I always knew you had a thing for shorties,” Taehyung had once again turned to you, wiggling his eyes suggestively. You narrowed your eyes.

“Oh no, I definitely don’t have a thing for you, Tae.”

“I meant Jimin. He’s the short o-”

“Oh I thought you were talking about length in other areas of the body,” you sighed with a fake confused look on your face, earning snorts and laughs from the other, as Taehyung only sent you a dirty look. Before he had a chance to retort, Jimin arrived and placed your drink in front of you, oddly enough having figured out your favorite, and sat next to you. He placed his arm on the back of your seat, his arm slightly grazing your bare back. You unconsciously leaned into him.

“Thanks, Jimin.”

“No problem.”

As the clock struck 2 AM, Jungkook, Taehyung and Hoseok were out on the dance floor doing god knows what, Namjoon and Suga were in some deep (most probably drunk) conversation, and Jin was one his phone (most probably drunk texting someone) considering the stupid grin on his face and the giggle he let out every once in a while.

But you and Jimin were still in your seats. Jimin had laid a bit low on the drinks, taking to keeping an eye on you when he saw how you were downing drink after drink, with clearly none of the other guys planning on staying sober and watching you.

“I think that’s enough for you, __,” he chuckled as you gulped the last bit of your drink and put it back on the table. You looked up at him, pout clearly visible on your lips.

“Just one more, Jimin. I promise it’ll be the last one,” you held up one finger.

“No,” he tsked. “You’ve had too much already, I can already see the headache you’re gonna have tomorrow.”

“You’re no fun,” you poked his chest with the finger you held up and he only laughed. The pout you had on was quickly replaced with a giggle of your own. “You have a cute laugh, Jimin.”

“Thanks, __,” he considered you being drunk a privilege since you couldn’t see the slight pink covering his cheeks.

“You’re welcome. You have a cute everything, actually. Cute face. Cute eyes. Cute nose. Cute cheeks,” you pinched his cheeks for emphasis. You paused for a second, and he nearly felt his heart fall into his stomach when he saw your gaze fall to his lips. “Cute lips.” Your voice was lower now, barely heard over the music.

Your fingers unconsciously moved from his cheeks, until your forefinger and middle finger grazed his soft lips. He visibly gulped. He looked to your eyes but found them fixed on his lips. He almost leaned in. Almost. But then he remembered.

You were drunk.

“I should take you home, it’s getting late.” His voice was choked a bit so he cleared his throat before grabbing your hand and moving it down. “Come on.”

You nodded and got up as well, wobbling slightly on your feet from the drinks you’ve had. You said goodbye to the guys but they were clearly too drunk to reply properly, as you were. You saw the other three doing some stupid shit somewhere but you only giggled drunkenly as Jimin shook his head and pulled you by the hand behind him.

You stared down at your entwined hands, thinking to yourself how much you enjoyed the warm touch. His hand was so nice to look at, but even nicer to hold. Palms soft yet firm, making you feel entirely secure, even in your drunker state. Your eyes followed up to the arm that the hand belonged to, then to the man that the arm belonged to. Even the back of his head was handsome, why had you never noticed that before.

You suddenly had the urge to be closer to him, and as soon as you stepped foot outside the club, you moved closer and looped your arm in his, your body sticking to his side completely. His body tensed for a mere second, but he only looked down at you and smiled softly and squeezed the hand that was placed around his arm.

You walked in silence to his car, the only sound being the click of your heels against the ground. He opened the car door for you as soon as you reached it, and you climbed in, resting your head back against the seat and watching as he walked to the other side of the car. He got in and buckled himself up, moving to start the car before he turned to you.

“Sweetheart, put on your seatbelt.”

You didn’t know if it was the drinks you had, or the pet name he just called you by, but you felt your head spin slightly.

“Huh?” You mumbled. He chuckled and shook his head, not bothering to reply as he leaned over to you to do it himself.

You found it strange how your heart immediately seemed to speed up when he got closer to you. It was kind of overwhelming really. You could smell his cologne clearly like this, and its smell was addicting. You could practically feel the warmth radiate from his body, because he was just that type of person, you know? You could see a tiny, barely there freckle that couldn’t even be seen unless you were mere inches from each other, which you were.

You didn’t even notice that he’d already buckled you up until he looked up so his eyes met yours, but still didn’t move away. You breathed deeply, letting out a soft sigh as eyes so beautiful stared back at you, cursing yourself for never noticing how truly, intricately enchanting they were.

“All done,” he mumbled, still not moving away.

“Thanks,” you gulped.

But then he leaned back quickly once again and cleared his throat. starting up the car and driving off.

You both let out shaky sighs simultaneously.

When he parked in front of your building, he got out of the car and quickly made his way to your door, helping you out. You stumbled slightly after having been sat down but he was quick to steady you with an arm around your waist, and he kept it there as he walked with you to your apartment building after locking his car.

You found yourself, once again, leaning into his warmth and he tightened his arm around you. As you reached the elevator, you clicked the button and waited. You couldn’t help but look up at him. God, why did it take so many drinks for you to actually look at this man and appreciate every single aspect of him? This should be done while you’re sober and completely sane, so that you could put every single inch of him to memory, so that you wouldn’t ever manage to forget a single detail.

You hoped you would remember that tomorrow.

He looked down to see you already staring at him, and you were even more mesmerized when your eyes met his. His face was so damn close now, and your heels helped in being much closer to his face. Fuck. You just couldn’t fucking help it anymore.

You leaned forward and caught his lips with yours, and he stumbled slightly with the sudden force of the kiss. However, his surprise only got him for two seconds before he immediately wrapped you up in his arms and you brought your arms around his neck, your fingers digging into his hair.

God, this felt so good.

But then the ding of the elevator sounded and he quickly but gently pushed you away, one arm still around your waist. Both of you were breathing heavily, your eyes frantically searching each other’s.

“__, sweetheart. You shouldn’t… You’re drunk,” he sighed, stroking your hair and bringing it away from your eyes.

“But,” you stepped closer once again, pecking his lips fast before he could stop you. You felt a sudden wave of confidence. Your mind was hazy, partially from the amount of alcohol you’d consumer throughout the night. But still. "I want you,“ you breathed out.

"God,” he whispered and closed his eyes. He brought his forehead down to rest against yours, breathing in deeply then letting it out slowly. “You’re drunk,” he repeated, as though convincing himself rather than you. “Come on.”

He pulled you in the elevator, pressing the button to your floor. You leaned against him, your head in the crook of his neck. You couldn’t help but place your lips there, barely grazing the skin. It just seemed so soft and inviting, and he smelled so good you felt intoxicated.

His eyes fluttered shut when you pressed a soft kiss there, your hand resting against his firm chest, slowly going up and down the solid expanse. But once again, he was awoken by the ding of the elevator and he grabbed the hand that was on his chest to pull you out of the elevator and to your apartment.

He managed to help you find your apartment key from your purse and unlocked it to let you in. You immediately kicked off your heels and dropped down to your height, and he found himself smiling at how adorable that was.

However, that adorableness was quickly swept away when as soon as he closed the door, you turned around and wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning up on your tippy-toes to bring your face closer to his. “Can I kiss you now?” You whispered, your nose grazing against his. His hands found your waist, fingers gripping into the skin.

“Baby..” The name slipped out without him realizing it, and it only dazed you even more. “Let me take you to bed. You should sleep this off, yeah?”

“Jimin,” you whined out. “I’m not even that drunk, I only had like-”

“Eight drinks? Yeah, I counted,” he grasped onto the self control he kept especially reserved for when he was around you and pushed you away. “Now, come on. Off to bed.”

You pouted like a little kid but turned around nonetheless, and you tripping on your own two feet was enough proof that he’d made the right decision, even if he wanted oh so badly to kiss you and ravish you till the sun came up.

He got you in bed, and after whining for a few seconds about him being a 'buzz kill’, you dozed off.

The corners of his mouth slid upwards and his eyes sparkled at the sight of you all cozied up in blankets. He rarely ever got to see you asleep, less than a handful of times when you’d doze off on the couch when you were all hanging out. And he always appreciated those moments. You looked so peaceful and soft and tender, just begging to be held and cuddled up to.

But he restrained, only leaning down and placing a feather light kiss to your forehead before making his way outside.

He sighed. Tonight, he’d reached a whole new level of self control he never knew he could exhibit.


You two hadn’t spoken of that night, but you would be fucking dumb not to notice the change that happened after that.

Despite him thinking you were too shitfaced to remember anything from that night, you still remembered that kiss. It was clear and vivid in your mind, how could you manage to forget? You groaned and buried your face in your pillow in embarrassment when the memory hit you, knowing you were drunk and you came on too strong. And Jimin was just too nice to push you away and tell you to manage on your own in your state of drunkenness.

So you settled for keeping your lips shut and saving yourself the embarrassment.

And Jimin didn’t utter a word either, thinking you completely forgot about the whole thing, and if you did, you weren’t planning on mentioning it.

But even a blind person could see the change between the two of you. The change in how you acted around each other, looked at each other, talked to each other. The hugs that were more frequent and lasted just half a second longer, but that half a second truly did count. The touches that looked purely accidental, but truly weren’t. His hand would brush against yours, and when you’d look up to him, he would be looking somewhere else. His arm always managing to rest behind you whenever you two would be sitting next to each other, slowly moving closer until it was practically wrapped around your shoulder.

Those little changes.

And then there was Kim Taehyung. That kid seemed to go from subtle teasing to downright shameless.

“You two want to bone each other so bad.”

“Kim Taehyung if  you don’t shut your fucking mouth..”

“What? It’s true..”

He just wouldn’t let up. He knew there was something, and it was practically impossible for you to just grow some balls and get it over with, and he was too impatient to wait for that.


“Move your ass out of the way,” he groaned from his spot on the couch, trying to look around you and see the TV, engrossed in the game show he’d just caught on to.

“Where the hell is my beanie, Kim Taehyung? It’s my favorite one and I know it’s your favorite too so where is it?” You snapped, hands on your hips in a pose that made you look somewhat motherly, but goddammit he just brought out that side of you.

Jimin sat next to Taehyung, amusement clear on his face as he enjoyed watching the two of you bicker rather than the TV show.

“I told you __, I don’t know,” he whined out. “I can just buy one on my own, why the hell would I steal yours when I know I’m gonna get shit from you!”

“Oh, bite me. You were the one who wore it last, so just tell me where the hell you put it so that-”

You were cut off with your own squeak when he grabbed your arm and pulled you down. However, it wasn’t towards him. Oh no, it was to his right. Jimin let out an 'oomph’ when you landed on his lap, his hands immediately gripping your hips to steady you. Your hands were on his chest, and you thanked god your knee hadn’t landed in a way to hit a certain sensitive area.

But then you realized how close you two were. His face right in front of yours, stray strands of hair falling forward onto your face because of the sudden force of your fall, some even tickling his face because of your proximity.

To say the least, your breath was quite literally knocked out of you, your lips agape as you stared at him in chock, and he reciprocated the look you held.

You gulped when one of his hands came up and pushed your hair away from your face, and dear god you could’ve fucking melted right there because this just felt too familiar to you.

“Oh my god.”

Taehyung’s groan awakened you both from your trance, and you immediately jumped up, hastily brushing back your hair and fixing your clothes. You cleared your throat and  tried to find the right words to say, not even in the right state of mind to think about choking your poor excuse of a best friend who was smirking at you as if it were his fucking job.

“I should, erm.. Yeah, see you guys later.”

You walked quickly to the front door, bumping into Hoseok along the way, muttering out a quick apology.

“What’s up with her?”

“Oh nothing, she and Jimin just almost kissed-”

“Would you mind your fucking business for once Taehyung?” You heard Jimin groan out before you left the dorms.


“Jimin, just kiss her already. Seeing you guys like this is torture.”

You couldn’t help it. You had to hear where this was going, even if Taehyung was being an annoying prick who couldn’t keep his nose out of other people’s business. You wanted to hear what he had to say.

“Taehyung, for the last time. Get off my back, okay? It’s none of your business.”

“But you two clearly like each other, only one kiss will-”

“We have kissed, you idiot.”

Your eyes widened.

“What?” Taehyung gasped. “You’re telling me this now? When did that happened? Where? I mean - how? Did you two sleep together? Why aren’t-”

“She was drunk, Tae,” Jimin sighed, and you heard shifting before he continued talking. “She was drunk,” he repeated. “I don’t even know if she remembers it. And if she does, she hasn’t said anything about it, which clearly means she regrets it.”

You heart clenched in guilt, he thought you regretted it?

“Have you not seen the way she’s been acting around you?” Taehyung said in an incredulous tone.

“Maybe she just feels awkward around me after that night,” he sighed again, and it took everything in you not to shout 'no’ at the top of your voice, but you had to be patient. This had to be done properly. “Stop forcing her into stuff with me, I don’t like it, Tae. If there’s something, it’ll happen.”

But then, for once, you felt like you needed that push to grow some balls and do something. And you knew you’d regret it later because then Tae would never let you hear the end of it, but you needed his help.


“Hey, __.” He greeted you with a large smile and a tight hug that you savored before letting go and smiling up at him. “Tae just texted me. Is he here already?” He asked as he walked into he living room, confused when he saw no one there.

“Erm,” you walked behind him and scratched the back of your neck nervously. “No, he’s not.”

“That kid, he’s always late-”

“Actually,” you interrupted him and he looked up at you from where he’d taken a seat on the couch. “He’s not coming?”

His eyebrows rose up in surprise, but then a tinkling of a smile showed on his lips. “Did he cancel again? That prick..”

“I asked him to text you to come over because I’m too much of a wimp to do it myself,” you blurted out.

This time, pure surprise was shown over his face, no smile hidden there as he tried to interpret what you had to say carefully. You slowly walked over to him and sat down right next to him, sideways so that your knee was brushing against his thigh.

“You could’ve just texted me, __. You know I’d come if you asked.” His words were simple but they definitely held a deeper meaning to them , and the soft look he held in his eyes gave you that bit of courage that you needed.

“Well, yeah, but..” You leaned forward slowly. “I was kind of nervous because there’s something that I’ve been wanting to do. Ever since that night..”

His eyes flickered down to your lips as you came closer.

“You remember?” He mumbled.

You nodded.

“You don’t regret it?”

You shook your head.

“Does that mean I can kiss you?”

Another nod.

He rested his forehead against yours for a few seconds, before shifting his head just slightly and giving you a gentle kiss. He pulled away after feeling your lips and looked into your eyes, both of your breathing shallow and shaky. But then he couldn’t control himself anymore and grabbed both sides of your head, bringing you into a desperate kiss full of tongue and teeth, laced with desperation and want that had been held back for far too long.

He carefully started pushing you back until your body laid back completely against the couch, and he made his way in top of you. Your hands started roaming, having a mind of their own. Yours traveled across his back and torso, feeling every inch of muscle and inviting soft skin. His hands gripped your thighs and rubbed them up and down every once in a while, enjoying the feel of your bare skin that was exposed because of your shorts.

“Jimin..” Your whisper was meant for his ears only, and he never thought he’d enjoy the sound of hearing his own name before. He peppered kisses down your neck, small kisses turning more passionate and hungry, his tongue sneaking out to have a taste of the skin he’d been dying to get his mouth on for who knows how long.

There was nothing on your mind but Jimin. Only Jimin. With each mind-numbing kiss he gave you, any thought unrelated to him evaporated from your mind. Your body was heating up with each touch he gave you, and with each new patch of skin he discovered.

“We need-” He panted in between pressing kisses and sucking a hicky to a certain spot at the spot where your neck met your shoulder. “We need to go to the bedroom..”

In seconds, you found yourself in your bedroom being thrown on the bed, after Jimin had stumbled through the hall with you in his arms, trying to find his way to the bedroom successively without moving his lips away.

Clothes were thrown everywhere, and then the room was filled with the sound of your pants, and his mouth moving against your heat in the most delicious of ways. The sucking noises his mouth made as he sucked on your clit, or the wet slick noise when his tongue moved faster against you, so lewd and erotic. It had you bucking your hips up to him, moaning his name loudly and grabbing his hair to push him closer.

“Jimin, fuck -"you cried out when you felt him slowly insert one of his fingers into you, pushing it all the way until it was knuckle deep before he started thrusting.

Your panting was even faster now, your chest heaving up and down quickly with each breath you tried to catch. Your eyes were closed and your head was thrown back, but then you suddenly remembered that you wanted to see this, all of this. You needed to see everything.

You looked down, and the sight only had you clenching tightly around his finger. Those plump lips slicked and shiny with your wetness, his tongue slipping out to taste you. His lips would wrap around your clit every few seconds, earning loud desperate cries from you in return. But what had you going the most was the look in his eyes.

His eyes weren’t staring up at you, they were fixed on the sight right in front of him, watching with the look of a starved man who wanted to completely and wholly devour you with everything he had.

"Fuck! Fuck yes.”

The sight was cut off from you when you threw your head back against the mattress, unable to take it when you felt another finger enter you while he simultaneously sucked on your clit. “God this feels so good..” Your words were whimpered out, and you were sure he heard them when you heard and felt his approving hum against you.

He pulled his mouth away from your for a little bit, finally looking up t the sight of you flushed and wrecked from his mouth and fingers only. “Your pussy tastes so good, baby.” His tone was soft in contrast to his words.

“Baby. Jimin, Jimin I’m coming..” Your words were rushed out and frantic, trying to warn him, but he only quickened the pace of his fingers and leaned down once again to get his tongue on you. “Oh fucking - fuck Jimin!”

Your back arched and your thighs tensed up, clenching around his head as he continued to move his fingers and mouth against you to ride out your high, and you would’ve thought you were choking him with your thighs if it weren’t for the pleased groan he let out against you and the soft squeeze he gave to your thighs.

Your back flopped down against the bed as you tried to control your breathing, finally relaxing when you felt him retreat his tongue and fingers. He placed soft kisses to the insides of your thighs, running his hands up and down your skin for a few seconds before he started to make his way up your body.

The look he gave you was lustful yet full of love, probably a deadly combination and a warning that he, for sure, wasn’t anywhere near done with you.



“Fuck!” Your voice was practically a squeal, and you weren’t one to be blamed with the way Jimin was pounding you into the mattress, head resting against the pillows, ass up and his for the taking. “Jimin, please don’t stop.”

“Not planning on it,” he groaned out, and you let out another squeal, this one caused from both surprise and pleasure, when his hand came down harshly against your ass, accompanied with a hard thrust that had you flying forward.

This was the third time you were going at it, and you could already tell it wouldn’t be the last one for the night. It seemed as though your lust for each other was insatiable, and who were you two to keep it that way?

“Uh, fuck,” you didn’t care how whiny your moans sounded at the moment because you were getting fucked good by the man you wanted for a long time, and he was clearly appreciating you being vocals as his thrusts got faster and harsher with each sound you made.

“Your pussy feels so good,” he breathed out. “All mine. Gonna fuck you for hours, baby, till you fucking beg me to stop.”

He leaned his body down so his torso was completely flush against your back, sweaty skin sticking to the other as he sandwiched you between his body and the mattress. His hips stopped moving as one of his elbows rested near your head for leverage, with his other hand grabbed yours tightly and held it against the mattress. He said nothing as he moved some of the hair that was stuck to the back of your neck with his nose before he placed his lips there softly.

Then his hips slowly started back up, the angle hitting you so much deeper, and you couldn’t describe how much the euphoria heightened with the feeling of his every limb stuck and tangled with yours. His legs keeping your legs spread open to his liking, his toes clenching against your own each time he flexed to move his hips. His hips flush against your ass, feeling him move every single muscle against you.

It just felt too much, you felt like you were going to scream. So you dropped your head to the pillow still beneath your head, your mouth biting into the soft material to hold in your desperate cry when he reached a spot so deep in you, it had you seeing stars. He stilled his hips there for a few seconds and you felt like you were going to cry. But Jimin clearly didn’t approve of you trying to tone down your noises, removing his hand from yours to grip the pillow and remove it from your face before throwing it away somewhere.

With your hand now free, you grabbed at the headboard desperately when he started moving his hips again, your eyes fluttering shut and your mouth hanging open. “Jimin. Fuck.. Fuck yes! Faster, faster.”

HIs movements got faster and more erratice with each word you said until he was pounding you again, but fuck this was so much hotter because you could hear every fucking sound he made right against your ear. Those quick, short breaths that shook with his thrusts, the chocked back moans and groans. Your name. Your name leaving his lips was like liquid gold, just entirely too beautiful.

“__,” he groaned. “Come on, baby. You gotta come for me.”

As if to prove his words, his free hand wedged itself between the mattress and your body to make its way to your clit, and he didn’t waste a second to rub quick circles onto it, needing you to come right this second before he fucking exploded.

“Oh god, Jimin. There. Right there! Baby please don’t stop!” Your hand gripped the headboard tighter and he removed his elbow from the mattress to place his hand on top of yours, gripping tightly to gain as much leverage to keep fucking you good.

“I’m coming, yes - fuck yes,” you moaned out. “Jimin.”

You dragged his name out as you felt warmth spread through every single fiber of your body, your eyes closing as you were blinded with ecstasy. You panted and moaned and whimpered, wriggling beneath his body, sensitive to the thrusts he was still delivering to your weak body as he chased his own high.

“Fuck fuck fuck. __,” he groaned out, his hips stilling when he was buried balls deep inside you, and your head dropped against the mattress, eyes rolling back in pleasure when you felt his cock twitch and his warmth filling you only half a second later. His hand tightened around yours, and he removed them from the headboard to place them on the mattress near your heads. His head rested on your shoulder, his warm breaths running across your back in the most soothing way possible.

You two stayed that way for about half a minute before he decided to move and pull out of you. He dropped his body next to yours, both of you still panting and extremely sweaty, but he didn’t care and was quick to wrap you up on his arms and bringing you to rest on his chest.

You were quiet. There was still some talking you two needed to do. But at the moment, you settled for tracing shaped on his bare chest with the tip of your finger, before he slowly brought his hand up to yours, the tip of his finger nudging yours. t was a silent invitation, and you lifted your palm up without hesitation for him to entwine his fingers with yours.

You both squeezed simultaneously and then he brought them up to his lips and pressed a tiny kiss to your hand.

For once, you were actually pretty fucking grateful for Kim Taehyung’s meddling methods.

There are roses on Derek’s doorstep.

No note. No scent trail. After determining that there is nothing inherently magical or deadly about them, he spends the entire rest of the day researching symbolism and archaic demon customs, trying to figure out what kind of death threat he’s just been handed.

It doesn’t occur to him until nightfall, when the neighbors start discussing their romantic dinner plans at a decibel he has trouble tuning out, that he realizes the flowers might not have been delivered with malicious intent.

Because, apparently, today is Valentine’s Day. And apparently someone decided that Derek should receive flowers to celebrate the occasion.

Derek Hale has a secret admirer.

He honestly would have preferred the death threat.

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-Kinetic Abilities Prompt List A Edition

Acidikinesis - Control Sloth

  • I have a personal vendetta against someone wildly more successful than me so I’m trying to make them lazy.
  • You don’t know how to relax so I’m literally filling you with laziness but you just won’t stop.
  • I work at an animal shelter and I sometimes make the animals fit what people are looking for by removing or adding laziness. You haven’t lived until you saw a cat with 0% laziness.

Aciukinesis - Control Sharpness

  • Did you know that most man made spheres are still more jagged than the earth itself? You haven’t experienced softness until you felt a perfectly smooth ball. There’s also not a lot of traction so please cup it in your hands.
  • I’m one of the only chefs here that doesn’t have some sort of hot or cold ability. But me being very clumsy, the ability to make all my knives dull saves my fingers a lot.
  • I keep making all the knives in the kitchen blunt so I can watch my parent-in-law get frustrated and lose their dominance over me.

Aerokinesis - Control Air

  • I can control the air but that doesn’t do a lot so I just got a few wind turbines for my property, so I get power for free. It’s a small win, but I like it. 
  • Sometimes I go to the beach and set up a kite rental booth while making it windy. It doesn’t make much but it helps with rent.
  • No one thinks that controlling air is that cool of a super power until I take it out of their lungs.

Aestatekinesis - Control Summer

  • I hate sweating so I made this summer really mild but it’s affecting my town’s farming economy.
  • I forgot that Alaska’s still supposed to be pretty cold in the summer and I may have made the ice caps melt a little more.

Aggressiokinesis - Control Anger

  • I work in tandem with a crisis clinic and so far, there isn’t a patient I can’t calm down.
  • My anti-aggression dog classes are the best in the business. I even stop by pet shelters.
  • I just love watching these people tear each other limb from limb with blind rage. I’m gonna be sad to see you go though.

Aidoskinesis - Control Humidity

  • One of the only things good about my powers is that I can make my boss’ office so humid they have horrible hair and sweat stains for their meeting with corporate. 
  • My greenhouse is always at the perfect humidity even in the dead of winter.
  • I’m gulty of making someone so humid they’ve taken off their shirt before. It’s a blessing.

Alcokinesis - Control Alcohol

  • You always get too out of hand with your drinking so I just take the alcohol content out of your drinks.
  • My coworker bugs the hell out of me and they’re going in for a company-wide drug test today. I made their breakfast have a healthy amount of alcohol.
  • It’s very fun to see someone pantamime being drunk when they think they are when in actuality I’ve taken all the alcohol out of their drink.

Amokinesis - Control Love and Desire

  • Shit are you actually in love with me or did I manipulate you into liking me?
  • As a joke I was going to make my classmate fall in love with whoever came in next but you did and now I’m very jealous.
  • I make people forget about me when we break up so it’s easy on them but I can’t get rid of my own love for them, even when there’s no chance of getting back together ever now. 

Anthracokinesis - Control Coal

  • I like being alone so I move to Centralia and just turn off the surrounding coals when I’m walking over them. It’s very quiet but very smoky. I need to leave town to buy a gas mask.
  • I bought a bit of land and made a little mine before buying a truckload of coal and just stiking it in the walls. Then, I compressed it all into diamonds.
  • So my parents gave me a little tough love as a child and gave me a piece of coal one christmas. I’ll admit, I was a naughty child. But that piece of coal made me learn of my powers. It’s the only piece I’ll never manipulate anymore.

Antikinesis - Control Antimatter

  • No you can’t come to my antimatter dimension. It’s very private.
  • I think we had a good run, I’m just gonna get a black hole in here real quick.
  • I always wanted to visit Chernobl, good thing I can just sort of turn off the gamma radation and go for a walk. 

Argentokinesis - Control Silver

  • Whoops I’m in werewolf country better make all my clothes and stuff have silver mesh.
  • “Yes this is genuine gold” I say to someone when I took the silver content out of a ring.
  • So I don’t have the best impulse control. I made my rude neighbor’s prized dog into a silver statue and now it’s like… eighty sets of flatwear.

Arthrokinesis - Control Joints

  • I may be a very inactive person, but damned if my joints ever pop. I’m doing sprints anytime I feel like it.
  • I got too excited testing how much I could let my joints move and may have dislocated by shoulder. 
  • Yes, I tried to suck my own dick. Yes, I should have realized that there is actually bone stopping me from bending my spine like that. Don’t laugh at me.

Asterokinesis - Control Cosmic Energy

  • I’ve ascended to be the god of the universe and all I want to do is to stop being in charge and just have some time off for once.
  • I saw how much earth was desperate to meet other beings so I made some closer planets support life. 
  • I’m not just some giant being in space. I’m a regular person. I buy groceries, collect rocks, and I’m desperate for people to never know I made them. 

Astrakinesis - Control Astral Energy

  • I am nearly constantly disassociating. The good news is that I have like thirty dream selves I can be while the others go on autopilot. 
  • I can see spirits so I just deal with ghosts for a living. Most of the time they’re just confused.
  • I can work as a medium for ghosts to talk through but you roleplaying with your dead datemate is the last straw.

Astronkinesis - Control Remnants of Cosmic Substances

  • I realized that in my lifetime I would never see a mission to a star so I made some much closer to us.
  • I don’t feel like this world’s really going anywhere. I’m just gonna supernova the sun next weekend. 
  • My tarot card readings are always perfect and I sincerely want you to leave the country.

Atmokinesis - Control Weather

  • I am the best weather forecaster the world has ever seen. I work for a small town in rural country though. I think I have five hundred viewers on a daily basis? 
  • I always make sure my neighbor’s/parent’s/friend’s/etc farm gets the best weather.
  • My entrences are always punctuated with lightening and I love it.

Atomkinesis - Control Atoms

  • It’s like 3-D printing, only much better. Check out this awesome watch I made.
  • I hope you like nuclear wastelands, because that’s what you’re getting.
  • Surprise, your house is full of radon gas!it’ll stay that way until you do what I say.

Audiokinesis - Control Sound 

  • Nothing quite like a day of absolute silence when you have an audio processing disorder.
  • Movies are very fun to watch when I can make one character silent and just ad lib the dialogue.
  • The fact that I can chat style silence someone is the best.

Aurokinesis - Control Aura

  • I can see how people act before ever talking to them, that’s why you’re the only one in the room I’m going to talk to. 
  • Where I live, auras are very important. So I can easily hide among them as someone without giving an inkling of malice.
  • I personally hate you so now you get too radiate bad energy until you apologize. 

Aurokinesis - Control Gold

  • I’m allergic to what they use in fake gold but I have no money for good jewelry so I just make it gold after I buy it for cheap. 
  • It’s not quite the Midas touch, but I’ve pulled that prank before. 
  • I make golden jewelry and sculptures by making them out of clay/wood/etc and turning them into gold for huge profits.

Autumnuskinesis - Control Autumn

  • My hometown capitalizes on my love of pumpkins and sweater weather by becoming a destination for those looking to beat the heat but don’t want to own a down jacket. 
  • I can make things rot. So I rotted my neighbor’s garden a week before harvest. 
  • I make autumn immediately follow winter so now the world’s harvesting systems are fucked because I get pollen allergies. 

Avarikinesis - Control Greed

  • I’m trying to make the world fair by taking all the greed out of high-ranking officials but sometimes that was their only driving force and they have no actual job experience. 
  • I made someone comically greedy because being a superhero in a town in which no banks need protecting is boring.
  • I want so desperately to not have to take greed out of anymore people. It’s getting so tiring. I need to go on a vacation. 

Avikinesis - Control Avains

  • Having hawks fly to my aide when my boss was giving me shit in the parking lot was definitely a sweet move.
  • I may live in this cottage alone, but these birds are more than enough company. One of them just told me about someone who ate shit on pavement last week in a city ten miles away. It’s awesome.
  • “Bats fly, right? Why can’t I control bats?” “Please just let me do my work.” ‘What about bugs?” “Please go home.” “Do flying fish count?”
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1. “Why are we at a strip club?”
2. “I’m sorry, you said what to your teacher?”
3. “Am I dead?”
4. “It’s always been you. You and only you.”
5. “If you loved me, you’d fight for it. If you loved me, you’d show it. If you loved me, you’d fight for me. Do you even know what love is?”
6. “Stay with me.”
7. “How about we put the gun down and talk about this?”
8. “I came here to kick ass and chew gum.. and I’m all out of gum.”
9. “Whatever it is I didn’t do it.”
10. “Don’t make me regret saving you.”
11. “Are you-are you flirting with me?”
12. “I’m proud of you. I’m proud of us.”
13. “I trusted you.”
14. “Am I supposed to be impressed?”
15. “Don’t tempt me.”
16. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
17. “Is that my shirt?”
18. “Would you quit moving around?” “It’s not my fault we’re tied up together!”
19. “Does your life revolve around embarrassing me?”
20. “I can’t do this anymore.”
21. “Do you smell burning?”
22. “Look at the sky.”
23. “I didn’t know you could do that.”
24. “I will not hesitate to murder you.”
25. “It’s simple really. Here let me show you.”
26. “I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works.”
27. “Hey have you seen my- Oh.”
28. “Go to hell.” “Already been but thanks for the invite.”
29. “Look at me.”
30. “Go away! I don’t ever want to see you again!”
31. “Don’t tell me how to calm down, you calm down!”
32. “Where did you get that?”
33. “Oh my gosh is that blood?”
34. “What are you doing here by yourself?”
35. “Here, take my hand. Everything is fine, just hold onto me and keep moving.”
36. “I don’t know who I am without you.”
37. “You don’t need to protect me.”
38. “Stop looking at me like that!”
39. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
40. “All I wanted was the truth.”
41. “I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
42. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
43. “I told you not to fall in love with me.”
44. “I forgive a lot, but I never forget what was said and done.”
45. “Again?”
46. “Please shut up. Just shut up.”
47. “I’m tired of being your secret.”
48. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”
49. “Go on, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”
50. “I just want to be alone right now.”
51. “Those things you said yesterday.. did you really mean them?”
52. “Just say it is okay. I just need to hear you say that.”
53. “I love you and I am terrified.”
54. “Promise me you’ll come back.. I need you to promise me.”
55. “That’s distracting.”
56. “I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.”
57. “Wait a second.. are you jealous?”
58. “This is by far the most stupid plan you’ve ever created. Of course I’m in.”
59. “You did this for me?”
60. “I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye.”
61. “Would you just hold still?”
62. “We’re running low on time here.”
63. “You’ve got something on your cheek.”
64. “I’m not bothering you, am I?”
65. “Really, right now?”
66. “Wait, you’re my soulmate?”
67. “I really wish you told me your mother was in town.”
68. “You’re wrong and I’ll prove it.”
69. “I can never say no to a picnic.”
70. “I could tell it was your favorite book from all the notes you wrote in the margins.”
71. “I never imagined myself in a wedding dress.”
72. “I’m yours, in every way possible.”
73. “We’re not just friends, and you know it.”
74. “Well. Yell, scream, say something, anything.”
75. “Where do you think you’re going?”
76. “Nobody thinks what I think.”
77. “Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself.”
78. “Just please be my best friend right now, and not the person I confessed my love to.”
79. “I think you’re just afraid to be happy.”
80. “Make me.”
81. “Well if you insist.”
82. “We’ll get through this, I promise.”
83. “I can’t believe you don’t like Disney movies.”
84. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”
85. “Sometimes I really dislike you.”
86. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”
87. “It’s too early for this.”
88. “But then I’d have to put pants on..”
89. “If my parents knew what I was doing they’d kill me.”
90. “Are you trying to make me to hate you? Because it’s working.”
91. “Don’t open those till later!”
92. “For some reason I’m attracted to you.”
93. “To be honest I could care less.”
94. “Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”
95. “Hold my hand, we have to make this look convincing!”
96. “I’ll make it right for you.”
97. “When you smile I fall apart.”
98. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
99. “I really don’t know why I’m crying.”
100. “I won’t let you fall.”
101. “I’m like 20% sure this plan work. There’s an 80% chance we could die horribly and violently, but this plan is solid, I swear.”
102. “I’m not happy here.”
103. “I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.”
104. “I’m tired of being your secret.”
105. “Well if you’re up for the challenge.”
106. “I’ve moved on.”
107. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you don’t think I can see you.”
108. “If I die, I am coming back to haunt you.”
109. “If you don’t want to talk about it then say so. Don’t lie and pretend to be fine when you clearly aren’t.”
110. “If you walk out that door don’t you dare think about coming back.”
111. “Is that a challenge?”
112. “Is it supposed to look like that? Are you sure?”
113. “I made you cupcakes cause I knew you liked them.”
114. “Is there something you want to tell me?”
115. “I mean, it could be worse.”
116. “This wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
117. “This was all a dream?”
118. “It’s not what it looks like.”
119. “It’s okay I’m here for you.”
120. “Wait, you did what again?”
121. “Just talk to me.”
122. “Just leave me alone!”
123. “Let him go! It’s me who you want!”
124. “My parents asked about you again.”
125. “Make a wish.”
126. “None of this makes sense.”
127. “None of that matters anymore.”
128. “Wait this is your handwriting? I thought this was hieroglyphics.”
129. “Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.”
130. “Oh my god! You’re in love with her!”
131. “Please don’t give up on me.”
132. “Please listen to me.”
133. “Please don’t go.”
134. “Please.. I love you.”
135. “Please, take me instead!”
136. “Please don’t leave me.”
137. “Please don’t argue with me.”
138. “Promise me you’ll take care of her/him.”
139. “Promise me you’ll take better care of yourself.”
140. “Promise me you’ll stay.”
141. “Why are you taking so many photos?”
142. “I didn’t know you could play.”
143. “You can sing?”
144. “Teach me how to play?”
145. “Are you okay?” “Why do you ask?” “Because you’re wearing two different shoes.”
146. “Want to talk about it?”
147. “I just really miss talking with you.”
148. “Things don’t always turn out the way we want them to.”
149. “This isn’t just about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.”
150. “You made me what?”
151. “Times up!”
152. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
153. “We could’ve had it all.”
154. “Are you sure you two aren’t married?”
155. “Well.. don’t keep me waiting.”
156. “Please look at me.”
157. “What have I ever done to you?”
158. “What are you doing here?”
159. “When are you going to realize I don’t care?”
160. “When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people stop to roll their eyes or call you crazy.. even then. Especially then!”
161. “Where did that cat come from?”
162. “Where did you get this from?”
163. “Why are you up so early?”
164. “Why can’t they see they’re meant for each another?”
165. “Why did you choose me?”
166. “Why don’t you say it to my face?”
167. “Why couldn’t you come to me with your problems?”
168. “Would you stop for a second so I can say something to you for once!”
169. “You need to calm down.”
170. “I know you told me to stop thinking about you, but I can’t get you out of my mind.”
171. “You are nothing like them.”
172. “You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me.”
173. “I never believed in love till I met you.”
174. “I don’t need a Prince Charming saving me.”
175. “You can’t sit on the sidelines your entire life!”
176. “You deserve so much better.”
177. “You did all of this for me?”
178. “You take my love for granted.”
179. “You haven’t even touched your food.. what’s going on?”
180. “You know my name?”
181. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this on my own.”
182. “Stay the night. Please.”
183. “What did you say?”
184. “Why are you so annoying?”
185. “Don’t ask me that.”
186. “Don’t ever mention that again.”
187. “What’s with the box?”
188. “Say it!”
189. “Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”
190. “Did you do this on purpose?”
191. “Don’t give me that look! You started it!”
192. “It’s not fair!”
193. “I could kill you right now!”
194. “Don’t you dare give me that look!”
195. “Screw you!”
196. “Just shut up already.”
197. “You are so infuriating.
198. “Listen to me!”
199. “I dare you!”
200. “Please pretend to be my girlfriend/boyfriend.”
201. “You think I’m insensible enough to fall for that?”
202. “I’m not going to apologize. I can’t anymore.”
203. “Is this seat taken?”
204. “It’s midnight, what do you want?”
205. “You are strangely comfortable.”
206. “Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”
207. “I don’t know how to feel any more.”
208. “At what point did you think that was a good idea?”
209. “Just marry me already.”
210. “Did I stutter?”
211. “Did I just say that out loud?”
212. “Did you hear that.”
213. “Don’t say you love me.”
214. “Don’t you ever do that again.”
215. “Everyone deserves a second chance.”
216. “I try so hard to forget you, but every single time it comes back to you.”
217. “H-How long have you been standing there?”
218. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”
219. “I didn’t ask for any of this! But do you know what I put up with it all? Because I love you!”
220. “I just need you here with me right now.”
221. “I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you and- Oh screw it!”
222. “We can’t lose each other, we just can’t.”
223. “I’ve never felt this way before and I’m terrified to be honest.”
224. “I never meant for anyone to get hurt.”
225. “I waited and waited, but you never came back!”
226. “I’m sick of feeling useless!”
227. “Is that what you call an apology?”
228. “Is there anything you want to tell me?”
229. “Somebody’s in love!”
230. “It’s not what it looks like.”
231. “Just hold me.”
232. “You’re the best part of me.”
233. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”
234. “Can I hold your hand?”
235. “Let’s go get lost somewhere.”
236. “I just don’t know how to look forward anymore.”

Scavenger Hunt

Stiles/Derek, T, 2500 words, Meet Cute AU

Written for the following prompt:

“i picked up your bag at the airport but i can’t find your number so i’m about to embark on the largest scavenger hunt of all time by using your strange belongings to track you down” au

“Honey, I’m home!” Stiles calls out as he wrestles his roll bag over their entry mat.

“That’s still not funny,” Scott says, without looking up from his textbook.

“Once again, we disagree.”

Scott snorts. “How was the trip?”

“Fine,” he says, plopping down right in the middle of the living room to start unpacking. “Typical conference. Some sessions were actually interesting, most were boring as shit.”

Scott hums, already absorbed again in his reading. Stiles reaches for the zipper on his suitcase but then freezes—this is definitely the same brand as his suitcase, but he doesn’t remember this extra zippered pocket on the top.

“Oh, shit.”

“What?”

Stiles grimaces. “I’m pretty sure this isn’t my suitcase. Goddamn it.”

Scott finally looks up, frowning. “Shit, really? How’d you manage that?”

“It was a redeye,” Stiles says, running a hand through his hair. “I was exhausted, in fucking LaGuardia, and I was just trying to get out of there as fast as humanly possible.”

“Is there a name on it? Are you sure it’s not yours?”

“Pretty sure,” Stiles says, feeling around the sides for the pocket. He sighs when he pulls out the little card and sees that it’s blank. “Motherfucker. This is definitely not my suitcase because I’m actually smart enough to put my name on it.”

“Sorry, man,” Scott says sympathetically as Stiles falls back on the rug with an anguished groan.

“What the hell am I supposed to do now?”

“Open it,” Scott suggests. “Maybe there’s something with their name on it.”

Stiles fiddles with the zipper. He’s nosy as hell, in general, and normally he’d be jumping at the chance to rifle through someone else’s personal belongings. But… 

“What if there’s like, dead bodies in there or something?” he asks, and Scott just stares at him for a second. Stiles rolls his eyes—that’s a perfectly valid concern. Or maybe he watches too many police procedurals, whatever. “Okay, fine.”

Stiles holds his breath as he slowly unzips the suitcase, but nothing happens when he lets the top part flop back onto their crappy, threadbare rug. There’s a Dodgers hat on top, and Stiles grimaces. “Well, they have shitty taste in baseball teams.”

He sets the hat carefully aside and keeps digging. The person is neat, whoever they are, because everything is folded, and all the dirty clothes are even all contained in their own zippered bag. At first glance, there’s nothing too out of the ordinary—phone charger, American Gods, Calvin Klein briefs. Fancy, he thinks. There’s a monogrammed leather toiletry bag (DSH, he commits those initials to memory), and he pokes through it.

“I’m gonna make an educated guess that it’s a guy.”

“Why’s that?” Scott says, finally looking somewhat interested in this mystery.

Stiles holds up an electric razor. “And that he’s maybe not totally straight,” he says, brandishing a little bottle of lube that’s about three-quarters full.

Scott rolls his eyes. “Lots of people use lube.”

“Yeah, but do you travel with it?” Stiles counters, and Scott sighs.

“No,” he admits. “Did you find anything with his actual name on it?”

“Not yet,” Stiles says absently. He continues to rifle through the bag until he’s pretty sure he has his plan of attack. “Okay. I’m gonna find out who it is,” he says with a determined nod, and Scott frowns.

“How? This is New York City! There are literally millions of dudes here.”

“It’ll be like a real-life scavenger hunt,” Stiles says dreamily, ignoring Scott as he carefully lays his three chosen items out on the coffee table. “This is awesome.”

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Six Years and Seven Days

This is pretending that Bellamy could hear Clarke talking all those years, she just can’t hear him responding, and that the ship at the end is them coming back to Earth. 

So…pain. 


Day Three

“Bellamy…are you up there? Are you alive? Is anyone alive?”

Static.

“I only woke up yesterday. At least, I think it was yesterday. I barely made it into the bunker in time, but I made it. And the computer says it’s been three days since the radiation hit, and I was so hungry I thought I might die. Please tell me you didn’t die.”

Silence.

“Bellamy, my mom was right. In a way. My face is disgusting, covered in boils. You’d be laughing at me…probably. Because she was right but so were you. I’m not dead Bellamy. I hope you aren’t either.”

His fingers slammed on the respond button, pushing it down to the point of it feeling like it would crack from the pressure.

“I’m not dead, Clarke. I’m not dead.”

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nerdramblings101  asked:

You seem really upset over Supergirl tonight.

i am. i am a little upset. because they finally, finally, gave m'gann screentime that actually went somewhere. they finally gave m'gann the time of day, the time to explore her past and people from it, the time to realise that she has j'onn now and he cares about her. they gave her a storyline that was interesting and action packed and to be honest, it was fucking incredible, and then what? they shipped her back to mars. just like that. their only major woc character, literally written off to another planet.

i’m upset because of alex. because honestly what fresh hell? alex danvers loves her little sister more than life itself. she literally broke up with maggie two weeks ago because she was so torn up over not being around for kara, so she chose kara. and now? now what? she’s bailing on kara’s birthday, a day they’ve always celebrated, a day that so clearly means so much to them - kara especially. and i get it, i do, alex needs to have a life outside of kara, her life doesn’t have to just be protecting kara anymore because she has maggie and they’re happy, but for goodness sake this wasn’t just any normal day, it was kara’s earth birthday, and alex would never bail on that, especially not so easily and especially not after seeing how clearly upset it made kara. the danvers sisters are the heart and soul of this show and i’m upset because you wouldn’t know it if you just started with this episode.

i’m upset because this is supergirl. supergirl, not the mon-el show, and yet somehow even in an episode in which he didn’t have as much screen time as usual, he manages to take over. why does kara have to feel guilty about not having feelings for him? why does every guy kara tries to be friends with end up falling for her and she ends up the one suffering most? why, in that last danvers sisters scene, was alex encouraging kara to give him a chance? i’m sorry but alex danvers has never been entering any mon-el fan contests so why, in a scene that was supposed to be about fixing alex’s relationship with kara, did the conversation end up about him? why did kara have to be convinced she maybe might have feelings for him? and for the love of god that last scene, are you kidding me? kara sees him with another woman and gets jealous because oh whoop de do would you look at that she’s magically discovered feelings for him and now he’s with someone else. look at how not fucking surprised i am. i’ve only seen this on Literally Every Show Ever.

i’m upset because i got new scenes with my otp and i can’t enjoy them as much as i usually would because they just don’t feel right. maggie surprising alex with tickets to see a band she’s loved since college? maggie looking so god damn happy as she bounds up like a damn puppy to tell alex they got vip tickets? fucking fantastic, sign me up. maggie looking ridiculously at home in alex’s apartment? incredible. but i can’t enjoy it as much as i want to, because they came at the cost of alex and kara’s relationship and as much as i love sanvers, they’re not the relationship that makes supergirl. alex and kara are.

don’t get me wrong, i liked this ep. it was action packed and white martians are evil but pretty fucking cool and i am LIVING for all the m'gann we got, all the m'gann and j'onn we got. i am living for m'gann fighting as a green martian, and evil alex was fucking incredible (and hella hot) and vasquez finally returned from the cave in the desert, so don’t take this as me spewing hate left, right and centre because there was a lot about this episode that i really liked, i just. i’m a little upset that this show is supposed to be about supergirl and yet she’s being sidelined as a love interest for the token white guy, and all the other characters don’t seem to be winning any favouritism contests with the writers either.

(disclaimer: it’s 3.30am and i’m tired and cranky and i can’t be bothered to reread this so it might not be worded as best as i could possibly do to say what i’m trying to say but i just don’t care anymore pls don’t come at me)

RIVERDALE MEME.
episodes 1-4 / ( change pronouns as needed. )

CHAPTER 1: THE RIVER’S EDGE

  • “i’ve been thinking about us.”
  • “i’m asking you now if you love me.”
  • “of course i love you, ____. but i can’t give you the answer you want.”
  • “one summer can change everything.”
  • “it’s about following your heart, right?”
  • “as long as you don’t give up your passion.”
  • “eventually, there will be a reckoning.”
  • “that entitlement you wear on your head like a crown? it won’t last.”
  • “are you scared, ____?”
  • “don’t freak out. just trust me.”
  • “i’m breakfast at tiffany’s, but this place is strictly in cold blood.”
  • “he was looking for the girl next door. instead, he found me.”
  • “you wanted fire? sorry, _________. my specialty’s ice.”
  • “just… talk to her. it could go a long way. would have gone a long way with me.” 
  • “you are so perfect. i’ll never deserve you.”

CHAPTER 2: A TOUCH OF EVIL

  • “romeo and juliet are the exception, not the rule.”
  • “once again, fate throws us together.”
  • "sardonic humour is just my way of relating to the world.”
  • “what? what are you going to do?”
  • “i’m not. i want to be. i thought i could be. but it’s too much, too fast.”
  • “what do you know about it, _____? or about me, even?”
  • “he wasn’t perfect. but he always tried to do the right thing.”
  • “sometimes a friend is better than a boyfriend.”
  • “why don’t we both just do that bro thing where we nod like douches & mutually suppress our emotions?”
  • “is there something you want to tell me, pal?”
  • “did you & _______ kill him together?”
  • “i’m alone.”
  • “we’re not gonna hug in front of the entire town.”
  • “it’s like there was a train that was going to the rest of my life. & i just… missed it.”
  • “it is not my fault he doesn’t like you.”

CHAPTER 3: BODY DOUBLE

  • "spoken like a true good girl who always follows the rules.”
  • “i don’t follow rules, i make them. & when necessary, i break them.”
  • “nothing this bad was ever supposed to happen here.”
  • “you don’t want to slow down, do you?”
  • “they have zero remorse for the lives they destroy.”
  • “does he not know who i am?”
  • “i’d love to stay. but i gotta shake down an evil adventure scout.”
  • “not bad.”
  • “maybe i don’t know _______.”
  • “you came through for me. in a way no one else ever has before.”
  • “i would’ve done anything to protect _____.”
  • “i saw the way you looked at me. … you’re hiding something.”
  • “maybe we should slow it down a little.”
  • "she’s right.”
  • “would i have complete freedom?”

CHAPTER 4: THE LAST PICTURE SHOW

  • “where did you find all of this?”
  • “oh, i’m already there!”
  • “you’re right. i’m selfish, & i’m stupid.”
  • “make some room, outcasts.”
  • “what’s next, selling her hair extensions?”
  • “it’s off-brand & sends a false message about acceptance.”
  • “shut the hell up, or you’ll find out!”
  • “i just hate when people disrespect my cinematic experience.”
  • "i’ll figure it out. i always do.”
  • “you are not the things you said.” 
  • “you’re not stupid. this wasn’t your fault.”
  • “i have a strong inkling.”
  • “threatened, much?”
  • “i learned that from the nancy drew detective handbook.”
  • “if you really are my friend, you’ll drop this.”
Guys My Age (1)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 2554

Warnings: Lap dancing. ANGST.

Summary: You’re playing truth or dare with the Avengers when Nat asks you when the last time you got laid was  and Sam dares you to pick a song that perfectly grasps why you haven’t had sex in so long.

A/N: Thanks for the anon who recommended this song. I thank the heavens I found it because it’s so fucking relevant. I can’t seem to write smut without just a tinsy bit of a plot. But here you go.

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Those Four Words

Summary: “You absolute fucking prick.”

Word count: 1.6k

Rating: Teen+

Warnings: Swearing (guess it’s a little late for that though whoops I’ll just put that in the tags), food mention

A/N: Inspired by a debate between @botanistlester@insanityplaysfics, and some anons on Phanfiction Catalogue about whether Dan or Phil would propose. I, um, might have been one of those anons btw (*cough* #TeamEliza *cough*). I hope this serves as an acceptable compromise.

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“Hey.”

Dan doesn’t bother to look away from the episode of Steven Universe they’re watching, acknowledging his boyfriend only with a noncommittal sound somewhere between a hum and a grunt. Phil’s using his ‘idea’ voice, and as it’s barely past ten in the morning and Dan was up pacing the lounge until nearly five, he has neither the energy nor the mental capacity to pay attention to anything more complicated than cartoons right now. He pops another spoonful of cereal into his mouth and hopes whatever Phil has to say is brief.

(He gets his wish).

“Marry me?” Phil says in the exact same tone he used last week when he suggested that they go miniature golfing in the middle of a typical London downpour.

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Among the Crowd (Soulmate AU)

Summary: Soulmates’ worlds go from black and white to colors when they are in the same room for the first time. Bucky is a famous actor in the middle of a convention, trying to find his soulmate, you.

Word Count: 2,232

A/N: This is a re-write of a Dean W. fic and I hope you all like it :D 

Originally posted by v-writings


Bucky took a swig of water, tightening the cap on the bottle before setting it to the side. His meet-and-greet was about to start. He could hear the bustling of the crowd right outside the door and took a deep breath. Alongside him was Clint, a co-star.

“You doing okay, buddy?” asked Clint, eyes concerned as he placed a hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky smiled. “Yeah, I’m alright.”

After a few minutes, Nat Romanoff and Sam Wilson took their seats next to each other and the writer of the show, Bucky’s oldest friend, Steve Rogers, emerged from behind the black curtain that had been put up behind the actors.

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Let Me Protect You - Mitch Rapp

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Mitch Rapp/Reader

Word Count: 11,337

Warnings: WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN? 18+, NSFW, Oral (both receiving), Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Daddy Kink, Shower Sex, Wall Sex, Bondage, Mitch’s Scruff, Mitch’s sexy ass arms and muscles and abs and face and MITCH’S ENTIRE BEING

Notes: Holy. Shit. It’s long overdue but THAT WORD COUNT??? I am dying inside from this. I hope you dirty people like this. Please let me know because this literally killed me inside to write. 

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PACIFIC RIM SENTENCE STARTERS.

  • ‘  when i was a kid, whenever i’d feel small or lonely, i’d look up at the stars. wondered if there was life up there.  ‘
  • ‘  tens of thousands of lives were lost.  ‘
  • ‘  this was just the beginning.  ‘
  • ‘  to fight monsters, we created monsters of our own.  ‘
  • ‘  we got really good at it. winning.  ‘
  • ‘  hey, kid. don’t get cocky.  ‘
  • ‘  please, after you. age before beauty.  ‘
  • ‘  you know what i’m thinking.  ‘
  • ‘  worry about yourself, kiddo!  ‘
  • ‘  ___, listen to me!  ‘
  • ‘  suits and ties, flashy smiles. that’s all they are.  ‘
  • ‘  bad news: three guys died yesterday.  ‘
  • ‘  well, orders are orders. what else am i supposed to do?  ‘
  • ‘  took me a while to find you.  ‘
  • ‘  i can’t have anyone else in my head again. i’m done.  ‘
  • ‘  haven’t you heard? the world is coming to an end.  ‘
  • ‘  so where would you rather die? here, or ____?  ‘
  • ‘  oh, no, call me ___. only my mother calls me doctor.  ‘
  • ‘  he was 2,500 tons of awesome. or awful. you know, whatever you wanna call it.  ‘
  • ‘  shut up. i don’t love them, okay? i study them.  ‘
  • ‘  things have changed. we’re not an army anymore, we’re the resistance.  ‘
  • ‘  i didn’t know it was this bad.  ‘
  • ‘  sorry about your brother.  ‘
  • ‘  you haven’t told me what i’m doing here yet.  ‘
  • ‘  numbers do not lie. politics and poetry, promises, these are lies. numbers are as close as we get to the handwriting of god.  ‘
  • ‘  politics and poetry, promises, these are lies.  ‘
  • ‘  and this… is the point where he goes completely crazy.  ‘
  • ‘  fortune favors the brave, dude.  ‘
  • ‘  they won’t give you the equipment, and even if they did, you’d kill yourself.  ‘
  • ‘  she’s one of a kind now.  ‘
  • ‘  i think you’re unpredictable.  ‘
  • ‘  you take risks that endanger yourself and your crew. i don’t think you’re the right man for this mission.  ‘
  • ‘  wow. thank you for your honesty.  ‘
  • ‘  one day, you’re gonna see that in combat you make decisions. and you have to live with the consequences.  ‘
  • ‘  you promised me.  ‘
  • ‘  vengeance is like an open wound.  ‘
  • ‘  to me, you’re dead weight. you slow me down, i’m gonna drop you like a sack of shit.  ‘
  • ‘  i’ve raised him on my own. he’s a smart kid, but i never knew whether to give him a hug or a kick in the ass.  ‘
  • ‘  it’s a dialogue, not a fight.  ‘
  • ‘  better watch it.  ‘
  • ‘  i’m not crazy. you felt it, right?  ‘
  • ‘  this is worth fighting for.  ‘
  • ‘  if you’re listening to this, well, i’m either alive and i’ve proven what i’ve just done works, in which case, ha ha, i won. or i’m dead and i’d like you to know that it’s all your fault. it really is, you know, you drove me to this. in which case, ha, i also won. sort of.  ‘
  • ‘  are you gonna say anything?  ‘
  • ‘  you look good.  ‘
  • ‘  like when you blink your eyes over and over and over again and all you really see are like, frames. it was emotion.  ‘
  • ‘  i’m okay. just let me control it.  ‘
  • ‘  you are a goddamn disgrace. you’re gonna get us all killed.  ‘
  • ‘  why don’t you just do us all a favor and disappear? it’s the only thing you’re good at.  ‘
  • ‘  so, what, you’re grounding us?  ‘
  • ‘  one: don’t you ever touch me again. two: don’t you ever touch me again.  ‘
  • ‘  now, you have no idea who the hell i am or where i’ve come from, and i’m not about to tell you my whole life story.  ‘
  • ‘  you know, you live in someone else’s head for so long… the hardest part to deal with is the silence.  ‘
  • ‘  well, that’s classified. so i couldn’t tell you. even if i wanted to. but it is pretty cool, so i might tell you. i’m gonna tell you.  ‘
  • ‘  jesus, we can’t just sit here and watch them die.  ‘
  • ‘  let me in, i’m a doctor!  ‘
  • ‘  we have a choice here. we either sit and wait, or we take these flare guns and do something really stupid.  ‘
  • ‘  as harsh as it sounds, there is no time to celebrate. we lost people. no time to grieve.  ‘
  • ‘  how sick are you? and why didn’t you tell me?  ‘
  • ‘  i haven’t exactly had a very good day, okay?  ‘
  • ‘  we’re gonna own this bad boy!  ‘
  • ‘  by jove, we are going to own this thing for sure!  ‘
  • ‘  today, at the edge of our hope, at the end of our time, we have chosen not only to believe in ourselves, but in each other.  ‘
  • ‘  today we are canceling the apocalypse!  ‘
  • ‘  as for you, well, you’re easy. you’re an egotistical jerk with daddy issues. a simple puzzle i solved on day one.  ‘
  • ‘  i just don’t want to regret all the things that i never said out loud.  ‘
  • ‘  well, my father always said, if you have the shot, you take it. so let’s do this.  ‘
  • ‘  all i have to do is fall. anyone can fall.  ‘
  • ‘  i can’t find his pulse. i don’t think he’s breathing.  ‘
  • ‘  no. don’t go. please.  ‘
  • ‘  you’re squeezing me too tight. i couldn’t breathe.  ‘
  • ‘  where is my goddamn shoe?  ‘
Hexed

Characters:  Dean x Reader, Sam

Summary:  Reader and Dean are…you guessed it…hexed.  Is it a sexual curse or something more?

Word Count:  2111

Warnings:  Lots of language, lots of smut (rough-ish smut)

As always, feedback is appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom.

Originally posted by holy-fucking-damn-shit

Hexed 

There is a time and place for everything, this is neither the time nor the place. Not for Dean to be looking at me like that, no sir. Had I always hoped he’d fix those ethereal green eyes on me that way? My mama didn’t raise a liar, so I’m not going to lie to you. Yeah, I want that man to fix those eyes on me just like that. Wanted him to for a long time now. There’s a lot of things I want from Dean Winchester.  That man is a walking wet dream, sex on bow-legs.

Things is, he’s not supposed to be looking at me like that. Sure as hell not right this very minute.  It’s not part of the plan. We’re working a fucking case for god’s sake. I’m not talking about research or footwork, interviewing and investigating. We are legitimately standing in this room right the fuck now and a motherfucking witch was just here with us. There is a blade in my hand and a gun in his. We had a job to do, one goddamn job.

Now that bitch of a witch is gone. Poof, vanished, adios amigos, just fucking gone. She mumbled some shifty spell work and now Dean fucking Winchester is looking like he wants to screw my brains out.

I’m looking right back at him and I got the same look in my eye.  

I don’t know what that piece of shit did to us, but my breasts are heavy, achy. My nipples are straining against the fabric of my bra and if somebody doesn’t touch them right this very instant and relieve that pressure, I’m going to scream. Or come. I don’t know which.  

There’s a burning in between my thighs, I’m squeezing them together hoping to ease some of the pressure but it’s only making it worse. Times infinity. My skin is all heat and fire, I’m consumed by need and lust.

Dean is a mirror, his eyes reflect back at me the same fever I’m feeling. I can see his cock - Jesus fucking Christ - swelling and straining against those blue denim jeans. In three short steps his crossed the room, a strangled sound leaving his lips before his lips press to mine. Our weapons clatter to the ground making one hell of a racket, but I give no fucks.

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