I see your Frat Boy Vitya headcanons and I raise you:
Yuuri Katsuki being dragged to his first frat party after line three years at college spent just trying to blend into whatever wall is nearest. This is never going to happen and Yuuri thinks it’s because everyone is just amazed at how little of his shit he has together.
(They aren’t. “Fucking LOOK at him,” sighs many a sexually frustrated undergrad while pining loudly in Yuuri’s direction. Yuuri scuttles away with his hood closed almost completely around his face.)
Yuuri arrives at the party and immediately finds The Dog.
“There’s a dog here,” he tells Phichit, and spends the next three hours sitting on the floor with the dog.
“How are you?” he asks the dog very seriously as the dog slowly licks his shoulder. This is a Premium Dog. “Yes, good. Is my shoulder tasty? I’m so glad. I’m so glad you find my shoulder tasty. Whose dog are you?” The dog’s tags are in Cyrillic, which is really weird. Yuuri squints at the tag and finally says, “Whoever Binktop is, he has a really good dog.”
“Makkachin,” someone says eventually, and the dog gets up and goes to the interloper.
“No, come back,” Yuuri whimpers as the dog leaves. He doesn’t go far–the guy who called him is standing on the edge of he crowd wearing Chinos and Gucci sunglasses.
They’re inside. At night.
“Are you Binktop?” Yuuri asks him blearily. People have been bringing him drinks the whole time he’s been sitting with the dog and he doesn’t know what that’s about. Probably they feel sorry for him.
(”I brought him a drink, Chad,” says a certain dejected brother of Iota Sigma Upsilon. “He took it but he looked like he was going to cry. All he said was I don’t need your pity. I don’t understand?”)
“Excuse me?” asks Binktop. There is some sort of expensive imported cider in his hand. He looks down at his dog as though he will know the answer.
Yuuri points at the dog’s tags. “Binktop. His owner.”
“Oh,” says Binktop. He bends down to show Yuuri that, on the backside of the tag he’d been looking at, the same information is listed in English. “No. Viktor.”
Yuuri frowns and squints. “You look more like a Binktop to me.” He holds out a hand for Makkachin the Dog and waits until he comes to sniff it. “You have a really good dog, Binktop. He’s a great dog.”
“You’re that figure skater, right?” Binktop asks, crouching down next to his dog. “Yuuri Katsuki?”
“Yes,” Yuuri sighs dejectedly. “That’s me.”
“Sick,” Binktop says.
“Yes, I am,” Yuuri says. “Do you have a bathroom, Binktop?”
He and Binktop spend half the night on the floor of the president of Iota Sigma Upsilon’s en-suite bathroom. Yuuri doesn’t know why Binktop chose to bring him to this bathroom, but it’s the one they’re in. Binktop doesn’t really seem interested in leaving, either. He holds Yuuri’s hair for him and listens to him talk about his family. Makkachin the Really Good Dog is there.
“It would probably be a good idea if you stayed here tonight,” Binktop says slowly after several hours of this. Yuuri stopped puking a awhile ago, thankfully. “I don’t know who you came here with, or where you live. I don’t think you do either.”
“Okay, I’m just gonna–” Yuuri climbs into the shower and curls up at the bottom. “This is good. I’m gonna sleep here, okay Binktop?”
“You could–I mean, if you want–my bed is softer.”
Yuuri glares at Binktop over his shoulder.
“No! I swear, no funny business. I’ll crash in Chris’ room. Or Micky or–someone, I promise.”
Binktop helps Yuuri get into bed and leaves a bucket next to him and makes him drink a glass of water. When he tries to take Makkachin with him, Yuuri tosses the covers back and says, “The good boy stays,” and Makkachin hops up. Binktop looks at Yuuri like he’s stolen something from him. The dog, probably.
(”I’m in love,” Viktor says to Chris later that night, swooning on Chris’ floor. “He stole my heart, right there!”)
Yuuri finds out later that Binktop is, in fact, Viktor Nikiforov. Viktor Nikiforov whose parents are major benefactors to the university. The gym where Yuuri trains is called the Nikiforov Intramural Sports Complex.
Viktor Nikiforov is the president of Iota Sigma Upsilon.
“Oh shit,” Yuuri whispers to himself.
“Do you want to go to breakfast?” Viktor Nikiforov asks him, looking a little less douchy in the light of day. Now that he’s not dressed up for a party, he’s wearing normal-person clothes, jeans and a university sweatshirt. His hair is ungelled and he looks nice and handsome. “I’ll walk you home first so you can change.”
“Okay,” Yuuri says softly.
Yuuri goes to breakfast with Viktor Nikiforov and then goes back to the Iota Sigma Upsilon house, where Viktor skillfully eats him out and announces that he intends to become Yuuri’s boyfriend.
The brothers of Iota Sigma Upsilon hoot and holler at Yuuri and Viktor’s wedding when Chris gets up with a microphone and says, “Let me tell you about how Yuuri and Viktor met! It started with a party and a dog…”
omg people first, read this, then SCROLL TO NUMBER 10
guys im so fucking here for it like mate can you imagine two of my idols and favs and crushes and everything together in robin hood omg hannahclegg123, kudos, thank you for thinking of this beautiful idea
Imagine demon!Dean beating a guy up to death because he touched you and he got jealous.
“She’s pretty.” you said softly, trying to hold back the hint of bitterness and pain in your voice. Or jealousy for that matter. You couldn’t blame her, who knew with how many women Dean had been with ever since he became a demon.
“And probably his type. But it shouldn’t bother you now, should it chipmunk?” Crowley raised an eyebrow as the both of you didn’t take your eyes off of the demon playing darts as the blonde waitress gave him another drink with a rather flirtysmile might you say.
“Not now, not ever.” Crowley finally turned to look at you “You are not his girlfriend, (Y/n). Never been, yet you are bothered so much by this. I wonder why.”
You scoffed, turning to glare at him “As if you don’t know. Dean is probably the most oblivious man in the world but you never were Crowley. Why would you use this stupid nickname on me if you didn’t?”
“Guilty.” he flashed you a smile, downing his drink “But he’s no longer the man that you remember, love.”
“Right, so that’s why you wanted me here?” you scoffed “And don’t you dare deny it to me Crowley. You didn’t even blink in surprise when you saw me. You’re letting yourself get caught and sooner or later Sam will come walking in as well.”
“I must admit- the only thing that did surprise me was the fact that moose didn’t come in right after you.” he shrugged “But probably- it’s time to finally put him on track-” he looked at Dean “And make him realize how little he is leaving for just how much.”
“Hell? Oh wow, yes Crowley that really is everyone’s dream kingdom.”
“It is one, nonetheless.” he winked at you and before you could say a thing he had vanished right in front of your eyes. You scoffed at him but didn’t have the chance to question him when you turned your head and your eyes locked with his green ones. And just like always they made your heart skip a beat. Because maybe you were always friends but your love for him was undying.
You held your breath as he set his glass down and raised an eyebrow at you. He said nothing to the rest of them men he was playing with and casually strode towards you “(Y/n)” his voice was as rough but a lot more cold “Fancy seeing you here.” and the smirk on his face made it all worse.
“Is it?” you asked in a low voice and his smile dropped.
“What do you want here?” he asked serious.
“Oh so Crowley didn’t tell you?” you scoffed a laugh “He knew I was on your tracks with Sam, he should be here very soon. I managed to get a lead and thought if I could convince you to come back without him having to hurt himself but… I don’t think there is a point in trying.”
“I told you to stay away.” he shrugged casually, stuffing his hands in his pockets “Not my fault you don’t listen.
“You told Sam to let you go, not me. And I thought there was a chance here but- I was wrong obviously. I’m curious how you didn’t see this coming, or even more that Crowley didn’t speak to you about his plans. Whatever those may be. What happened? Don’t you guys tell everything? Oh no, don’t Dean, secrets are bad, they ruin relationships. We know it better than anyone.” you went from sarcastic to completely serious.
He scoffed, putting on a smirk on his face and rolling his eyes “Don’t care what his game is, I am not his toy. I have my own plans and I’m glad that… he made it easier for me.” he looked
“What do you mean?” you frowned when you noticed the predatory smile on his face “Made it easier by letting me find you?”
“I’ll let you know soon, now follow me and let’s out of here. You’re drawing too much fucking attention with those shorts.” he took hold of your arm, dragging you up as he glared at a few men behind you that had been sneaking looks at you.
“Like hell.” you hissed, snatching your arm from his “Why does it even matter to you? Especially now, I am nothing to you. So what if they look? I am free, Dean, hell they can even touch as much as they want to.” you said angrily.
His eyes darkened as he looked “Let’s go. Now.” he said in a low almost growl but you weren’t having any of it.
“Why?” you scoffed a laugh “So that you can kill me now? Or so that she doesn’t see us talking?” you motioned with your head to the blonde that already had her eyes on you. You tried so hard not to show how much this was hurting you.
“She has nothing to do with this. Come on.” he tugged, holding your hand again.
“Right, of course she doesn’t.” you scoffed “With how many have you been exactly all these months?”
“You’d want to know, wouldn’t you?” a satisfied smirk was on his face.
You didn’t have the chance to speak though because another voice spoke up “Is everything alright?” it was a guy you had seen checking you out ever since you came in.
“Yes, everything’s fine actually. My friend here was just leaving.” you gave Dean a look “How about you buy me a drink and we can talk?” you gave him a smile that made his grin widen.
“Yes, of course sweet cheeks.” he wrapped an arm around your waist.
“You’re gonna lose that hand buddy.” Dean growled, and you both stopped before you could leave.
“Excuse me?” he raised an eyebrow “Did you just threaten me?”
“No, I was giving you a friendly warning.” Dean shrugged with a casual smile.
“Yeah, right.” he scoffed, arm tightening on your waist just to mock the demon and for a second you got scared when Dean’s smile completely fell.
“But you obviously don’t listen very well.” he scoffed and before you could realize it he had grabbed the man by the collarof his shirt and pinned him against a pillar.
“And now- you get to see what I mean when I say that you shouldn’t have done that.” and even if you expected it you jumped when he threw a powerful punch at the man. And the another, and another and another without letting him do a single move. You were almost scared for his life when you saw the mark on Dean’s arm burn that angry red as he kept hitting the guy, blood covering his fist and groans and moans of pain filling the bar along with hushed whispers from other customers.
“Fucking asshole, think you could ever have a piece of that?” he scoffed a laugh, punching more “In your dreams!” another punch “She’s too pure and perfect for a bloody jackass like you. You would never stand a fucking chance.” he growled, punching him more.
You could barely make out any of the things he said after that as the sounds were too much to handle. People shouting, some cheering and encouraging him to keep going. And then you heard her.
“Dean, stop!” she screamed but he didn’t listen to her, as he kept punching with groans himself “Stop! You’re gonna kill him!” she screamed but it didn’t seem to have a single effect on him at the moment.
“Would serve him fucking right.” Dean growled, grabbing his bloody face and making the guy look at you “Do you see that? Do you see her?” he said through gritted teeth “She’s great isn’t she? And you’d really want a piece of her tonight but that would be it. You had some gruesome thoughts for her after that though, didn’t you?” he turned his head to look at Dean “Didn’t you?” he roared and he gave him a weak nod.
“Just like I thought.” Dean smirked “For the first, I’d really just break your hand and maybe face. But for this-” he looked at him darkly and your breath got caught in your throat. If he killed him right there in front of so many people he’d draw all the wrong attention.
“Dean!” you screamed “No, no don’t!” you exclaimed and as surprising as it was for everyone, it caught his attention and he glanced at you over your shoulder. You looked at him with wide eyes, shaking your head in fear.
“Seems like your lucky day, bastard.” he growled “You’re very damn lucky that she can have this effect on me because trust me your death… it would have not been easy. And she would never give you a single glance because you know why?” he smirked in an almost sinister way “Oh you know why.” he laughed, pushing him to the side and he fell on the floor. He looked down at him for a second, smirking before with a roll of his eyes he turned around and looked at the rest of the customers.
He didn’t say a think, he only scoffed at them and walked towards you.
“D” you found yourself whispering as you stared at him with wide eyes “You would have-”
“I should have.” he growled “Hope you fucking understand I am not playing games here, (Y/n).” he grabbed your jaw with one hand and your heart leapt to your throat when he brought his face closer to yours, your lips only an inch away. You knew what he wanted to do but he stopped himself, looking from your lips up to your eyes. He smiled slightly, running his thumb over your lower lip.
“You are mine, and I’ll make sure everybody knows it from now on.” he said in a low rough voice and you frowned. You knew in what way he meant it, you were no fool with what he had almost done but it still confused you. You were always friends and on top of that even if he didn’t care at the moment as a demon… what really held him back from forcing a kiss out of you? IT felt as if for a moment you saw your own Dean flash through his eyes.
“Only. Mine.” he said in a husky voice in your ear and you felt shivers run down your spine when his teeth grazed over it “I’ll wait in the car.” he added and let go of you, almost leaving you to try to recover from the shock.
But you only had another one coming once he’d left and the waitress spoke to you “You are (Y/n)?”
“Why-” your voice was hoarse as you looked at her “You know me?” and the look on her face only said yes, making you realize there was only person that could have spoken about you to her.
a rightfully concerned individual:
omg are you okay?
my emotionally stunted air-moon ass:
lol, whatever, it's No Big Deal, shit like this happens to people all the time... The Worst Thing I can do is blow it out of proportion,, god forbid I experience Emotions, much less Talk about them lmfao... what am I, five?? don't think so haha nice try but ur barking up the wrong tree here
Your senior year roommate calls
herself Clarity. She’s very small and rumpled and distant, and she goes for
long walks in the forest south of campus when she’s frustrated. You aren’t friends,
but you coexist peacefully. It’s enough.
The creature on your co-owned
Walmart futon isn’t Clarity.
It looks like her. Enough to fool a
casual observer, certainly. Enough to fool someone who hasn’t been soldering
sterling silver for six hours. But you have,
and the truth of silver lingers, and the Thing That Looks Like Clarity is
sprouting delicate flowers from the skin of its bare shoulders.
It’s sitting cross-legged and
perfectly, terribly still, tracking your eyes as you take all this in. When you
sigh and set down your backpack, it says, “Hello, smith. There didn’t seem to
be any sense in pretending.”
“Jeweler,” you say, and, “I go by Florence,
these days. What should I call you?”
It blinks, languid and slow. “I’m
not here to usurp. I’m a… placeholder.”
“It’s still confusing as shit, my
It considers this at length.
Finally, with the air of one who has just solved a great puzzle, it says
“Claire. We will know, the two of us.”
“Works for me. Nice meeting you,
And that seems to be all there is
to say. Your roommate’s been stolen by the Fair Folk, you’re living with a
changeling, and there’s not much you can do about either of these things. You
scroll through Instagram until it gets tired of watching you and wanders out
into the hallway.
Have I ever mentioned that I love the idea of urban fantasy autistic people being awesome ambassadors towards the fae? Cause you know those old stories about children being abducted by the fae being replaced with ‘changelings’, aka what we’re pretty sure these days are autistic children? What if urban fantasy stories worked with that?
The Fair Folk refuse to work with anyone but ‘changelings’ when it comes to matters with humans. It’s nothing personal (well, it kinda is, but whatever), they just relate to autistic people more, so they’re more willing to talk with them about stuff like deals and arrangements. ‘Ambassador to the Fae’ is a highly important job, especially in rural communities, and a lot of cities will pay to keep you on staff for that alone.
I mean, they’ll work with anybody in theory, but you’ll actually manage to get places with an Ambassador on your side. The fae will be a lot more friendly, and a lot less likely to cause trouble.
Very little scientific research has been done in it yet, but there’s a common belief that autistic folks have their own bit of fae magic, meaning they can do the cool things that most humans can’t do. Some swear up and down this is true, while others think it’s just pleasant thinking.
How the fae see autistic people varies. Some think they’re oddballs, some think they’re the only good humans out there. Some see them as a nice in-between, having all the strengths of one of the Fair Folk but none of the weaknesses. (Juries still out on cool magic tricks, but here’s to hoping.) They also tend to call them changelings even though scientific vocabulary has evolved past that for a good while now. They’re stubborn little things.
Just don’t actually say that to their face. Please.
If you’re thinking about signing a contract with a fae (in which case, good luck), it’s always a good idea to have an autistic friend look it over to see if the terms are acceptable. There’s a common belief that autistic peeps can spot a fae trick a mile away, though like a lot of these rumors, it’s arguable how true it is.
Despite not usually being known for wanting to socialize (see: at all typically), it’s not unheard of to hear of an autistic person who managed to befriend a fae. It’s a pretty odd friendship, as most fae don’t exactly have the same views we do on right/wrong, polite/rude, ect., but it’s always a pleasant surprise when it happens. These are life-or-death sorts of friendships, but be aware that the fae expects the same devotion in return.
The Fair Folk are known to use glamours to stop normal humans from being able to see what they don’t want them to. These don’t really work on autistic folk, for reasons nobody is quite sure of. Whatever the case, it’s really helpful when you’re worried you may be getting too close to fae territory and want to keep an eye out.
I know there’s a lot more I could think of here, but I honestly don’t know too much about fairies. If anybody can think of more, why not add some ideas~? I personally love this idea, and would love to see it more in works! It seems very cool to me.
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I play as a kenku rogue (my DM let us play as whatever canonically exists, as long as we can find the stats), and his dexterity is a 20 because of race bonus and he has an acrobatics skill.
My party double-teamed to take our domeone, with one team distracting and the other going in to fight. I was the only one who wanted to be distraction team, so I did that by myself. I don’t have any magic or anything useful, so I asked if I could roll to distract the guards with dancing.
“What do you think will happen, it’ll be so great that they say ‘oh, let me get the boss out here to see this?’” the DM said.
I rolled a nat 20.
“The guards look at you in awe. One of them says ‘hey, that’s pretty cool! Let me get the boss out here to see this!’”
description: You may have gotten him blindfolded and tied up, but Jimin’s not going down without a fight.
“You know, when we bought this stuff I thought I was gonna be the one using it on you,” Jimin huffed, fidgeting beneath your grip as you tightened the restraints around his wrists.
“You’ll get your turn, selfish,” You teased from your straddled position across his thighs before shimmying your way up towards his chest. “Pull against the headboard. I wanna make sure they aren’t loose.” You tapped against his arms, and to your surprise he followed your directions almost instantly.
The ties kept his wrists perfectly reigned in above his head, and it filled you with a sense of glee for what was to come. You peered down, fully expecting to find a look of disdain adorning Jimin’s features due to the restrictive nature of his position, but what you were met with was the complete opposite.
I know everyone’s freaking out over the mixtape, but WHAT GOT ME was when, Kelly holds Cas’s hand and he gets that surge of celestial nephilim power(or something) and Dagon is almost going to kiLL him, but then he killed her, and that was good but THEN-
Dean gets up, and he has this sort of dazed, amazed look on his face and the first thing he says is “Cas” so SOFTLY ILSDHAFKDJKLHJ. NOT”the hell?” or “what was that?” nO. Then Sam asks “what was that?’ and Cas explains and all this time, Dean hasn’t said a word..
ANd THEN Cas heals Dean’s broken hand and thanks him and what does DEAN say- “You okay?”(So soFTly)
After everything, EVerything, because god knows he must have been so angry at Cas for all that he did, he WAS angry. But just the mere thought of losing him, seconds ago, Dean softened. He didn’t care. He doesn’t care, don’t you see?! He can’t bear losing Cas. Which is why when Cas says the baby needs to be born, he doesn’t protest against his stand, he just says..”After whatever that thing did to you,Cas,We are not just gonna let you walk away.”AS IN “STAY, Cas.” Stay here, with me.
Actually to think about it, this entire episode,everything that happened between Dean and Cas, was just a giant plea from Dean asking Cas to sTAY- I MEAN COME ON “Yes, Dumbass, we” “We’re better together”. “It’s a gift.” AND THIS.
Dean just wants Cas to STAY.
My feels juST KILLED ME bYe .( I haven’t found the gifs for this scene, but when I DO, and I will, I’ll definitely update this post with them.
The8: Let’s work hard on exercising together. To show our fans a cool image kkk (even though you’re already cool!) Thank you for always listening well when I talk~ Having someone like hyung next to me is really great~ Let’s be together in the future too~
Jun:Cute and cool Hoshi Prince~ You know that I always love you right? ^_^ kkk I’ll work harder~ Together hwaiting ^o^
Dino:Aigoo Mr Hoshi~!! Brother! Hyung you know and think of my heart.. ^^ Like a real brother, our Soonyoung hyung, I love you ><
Dino:Our performance team flower boy Jun hyung~~>< Thank you for always being with us!! Even though I don’t say it often.. thank you and I love you^^ I’m being honest ^^
Hoshi: Jju-ni Jju-ni Always take care of your body and healthily carry out this round of activities >_< Because you’re here, it feels like performance team will not waver. Kind Jju-ni, thank you-ong ♥︎
The8: Together let’s hwaiting~ When hyung is tired, thank you for talking with me~ I will continue to listen well ^_^ Let’s do this together!!
Hoshi: Our The8, thanks to you we really gained strength and created pretty choreography. After coming to Korea, the way you adapted well is really pretty. Now, stop becoming so cool! Cool guy, let’s be together forever.
Dino: The8~!! Because hyung is here, our atmosphere has become even brighter >< Us 4 and 13, let’s be forever. Wo Ai Ni~ ♥︎
Jun:The8!! You have to eat more. More more more!! Because you’re doing a lot of dangerous stunts, you need to be careful of your health. Let’s go eat delicious Chinese food, gogogo
Jun:Dino~ Dino~ Our Dino-ya~ Dino who is always the most hardworking and has the most worries~ You already dance so well so always be confident. Together let’s hwaitingtingtingting!!
Hoshi:Our maknae~ >_< You being here is so reliable, but you don’t know it. Thank you for following your lacking hyung so well. From now on, let’s put in more effort and shock the world! Hwaiting ♥︎
The8:You’re really cool!! Don’t think so much~ Whenever you’re having a hard time, you must tell me~ Whatever happens, you have 12 hyungs by your side, so don’t be scared. Hwaiting!!
here’s a list of dialogue prompts that you can request from bc i love making these and they totally help with writer’s block!!so feel free to send in a number and a muse :-) **i’ll probably continue to add on to this as time goes on btw
❝i think about it every day and every night.❞
❝i.. i can’t stay..❞
❝what did you just call me?❞
❝i couldn’t care less. i’m with you right now, that’s all that matters.❞
❝please, don’t go. don’t leave me.❞
❝you still love her, huh?❞
❝frankly, my dear, i don’t give a damn❞
❝i’m not ready for them to find out about us.❞
❝it was always you.❞
❝you’re a coward.❞
❝it certainly took them long enough.❞
❝you’re the best part of me.❞
❝stay the night. please.❞
❝well, well. my night just got better.❞
❝my life would be so boring if you weren’t in it.❞
❝i didn’t think love existed until i met you.❞
❝when were you going to tell me?❞
❝[name], you look tired. come to bed.❞
❝i want to marry you.❞
❝you’ll be fine, i promise.❞
❝please get up.❞
❝you know i’m/we’re here for you, right?❞
❝don’t look at me like that.❞
❝your lips are so soft. i could kiss them all day.❞
❝i can’t fall in love with you. i don’t want all the pain that comes with that.❞
❝it’s nice that your voice was the first thing i heard today.❞
❝aww, you’re blushing like a rose!❞
❝you don’t need to leave so soon.❞
❝i can’t believe i got the first date, let slone the first year!❞
❝i don’t think i can do this without you.❞
❝i tried to move on but nobody is you.❞
❝you know, [name], i’m glad we’re here together.❞
❝hello, i’m [name], and i’m completely available.❞
❝i never wanted any of this to happen to you.❞
❝whatever it takes, isn’t that what you said?❞
❝i’d give up so much to have another chance.❞
❝you think i wanted all this?!❞
❝i made mistakes.. and i can’t keep pretending they didn’t happen.❞
❝you made mistakes.. and you can’t keep pretending they didn’t happen.❞ [for a angstier fic]
❝this is what life’s about.❞
❝i’m just saying.. please believe in something.❞
❝you’re going to be fine.❞
❝it’s easier to be by myself.❞
❝i made i promise and now it seems that i won’t be able to keep it.❞
❝they don’t hate you.❞
❝i’m an open book.❞
❝i’m not going to stop leaving marks until I’m sure that every knows you’re mine.❞
❝look! the is so beautiful tonight!❞
❝if you shut up people might actually think you’re smart.❞
❝you have something in your hair.. um–do you want me to get it out?❞
❝look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but i’m still worried about you. no one deserves to be alone.❞
❝you could’ve died, you know?❞
❝can i offer you a drink?❞
❝coming here was your idea.❞
❝chin up. there’s always next time.❞
❝’Fine’? Are you mad?❞
❝there are rules. even for one such as you.❞
❝there is a thin line between a martyr and a fool.❞
❝oh, c’mon! i came all this way.❞
❝shame. i kind of liked you.❞
❝i still believe there is a good person in you.❞
❝you’re kidding right? Right?❞
❝i knew this day would come.. sooner or later.❞
❝i’ll be fine, i promise.❞
❝i just want to hold you.❞
❝you know we belong together. i knew it the first time i saw you, and you know it, too. i know you do.❞
❝could i sit here? all the other tables are full.❞
❝i came here to explain and i’m not leaving until you listening.❞
❝stay alive for me, please.❞
❝you’re the best part of me.❞
❝are you really taking their side against mine?❞
❝i had to see you again.❞
❝help me understand.❞
❝look, i don’t have much time, but i wanted to tell you that i love you.❞
❝no one needs to know.❞
❝you people are insufferable.❞
❝yes, s/he is.. s/he’s perfect.❞
❝i don’t believe i’ve introduced myself properly. how rude of me!❞
❝may i ask for a name to put to a lovely face?❞
❝just hold me.❞
❝i’m with you, okay? always.❞
❝s/he started it!❞
❝i didn’t realize i needed your permission.❞
❝everyone i’ve loved has either died or left me and i’ll be damned if you name is added to that list.❞
❝how could you let this happen?!❞
❝i’ll be fine love.❞
❝stop worrying so much! i’m grown i can take care of myself!❞
❝if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you’re trying to seduce me.❞
❝i wish i never even met her/him!❞
❝you thought you had a choice?❞
❝i don’t have a choice, [name].❞
❝you’ll do amazing, just like always.❞
❝you’re ridiculously comfortable..❞
❝a little cuddling won’t kill you, i promise.❞
❝i always sleep better when you’re here with me.❞
❝it isn’t up for debate.❞
❝you’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this.❞
❝i can’t do this anymore.. not with you..❞
❝i’ve had a rough day and honestly all i want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with.❞
Notes: fluff, tattooing, some angst, smut (m/m and m/m/f), anxiety, depression, mentions of parental negligence, swearing.
Summary: Living their dream, Bucky and Steve run their tattoo shop ‘American Ink’ together, happily married for several years and business is going well. When a girl walks into their shop and inevitably into their lives right after they’ve received some exciting news, they have no idea how their lives are about to change with some harmless but straight-forward flirting.
“Where are we going?” Y/N asks as she has to walk a bit faster than she usually does to keep up with Steve. Bucky’s at American Ink, his entire day booked with appointments, and pouted only a little when Steve left with Y/N to run an errand.
“New York museum of modern art” Steve smiles at her and slows his pace to match Y/N’s.
“Is this because I told you I took art classes in college?”
“That’s part of it” Steve smiles secretively, “you remember the first day you came in to the shop?”
“When you were necking with your husband like teenagers?” Y/N grins and mumbles a ‘mission accomplished’ when Steve’s face goes a pretty shade of red.
description: Engraved in your skin, the time and date that you will meet the person that fate believes is perfect for you. Seven years since the marks rose from the depths of your souls, the two of you have been waiting and now the moment is finally here. But the date of your meeting just also happens to be on Christmas and unfortunately Jungkook has absolutely no idea what to get for someone who somehow already means so much to him, yet he still knows so little about.
Jungkook’s dreams are filled with starry skies. The black
expanse painted with twinkling lights and a crescent moon finish. Lying on his
back, the blades of grass falling between the spaces of his fingers. Everything
feels so calm, a light breeze mixing with the coldness of the air around him. This is perfect, he thinks to himself.
But then suddenly the gentle graze of something settles its way onto the palm
of his hand and he thinks to himself — no, this
The grip of his hand tightens around the soft and delicate
skin of your wrist. He runs his thumb along the top of your knuckles as he
tries to memorize the ridges of his self-conjured image of your being. It
induces goosebumps along his entire body. Just from your touch alone, and in a
dream no less, he is still so affected. A deep inhale enters his lungs before
he turns to look at you lying next to him in the grassy meadow of his dreams.
The edges of his vision are blurry and he can’t make out your face, but it
doesn’t matter to him because this is
perfect — you are perfect.
He wants to move closer. He wants to hold you in his arms,
and he is so close to making this a reality, even if it is in his dreams, but
Love at First Sigh (Yoonmin, Fluff, One Shot): Yoongi and Jimin fall in love with sounds.AU where Yoongi and Jimin have apartments next to each other, and their showers share a wall.https://archiveofourown.org/works/4187631
Our Names (Yoonmin, Fluff, High School AU, One Shot): “Min Yoongi,” Jimin writes the name over and over in the margins of his notebook. Swirling hearts and flowers around the words. He sighs leaning his elbow against his desk, chin in hand. http://archiveofourown.org/works/4460210
The Dutiful Brother and His Sister’s Way Too Handsome Boyfriend (Yoonmin, Fluff, 11/11): Yoongi’s sister Hani is fake-dating Jimin to hide from her mother that she’s gay, but Yoongi doesn’t know this. All Yoongi knows is that he has had a not-so-little crush on Jimin for over a year and that its kinda hard to be a supportive dutiful brother when Jimin is just too blindingly beautiful. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5924095/chapters/14552764
the moon and the stars (Vkook, College AU, One Shot): based off of Real Events that happened to me the other day. i ended up screaming to siobhandestele about it and they told me to write a fic about it. and the word moderation does not exist in my vocabulary so http://archiveofourown.org/works/3736375
Severe Weather (Yoonmin, Smut, Demons, One Shot): Min Yoongi has had a very, very long day.So when Yoongi opens the door to his one-room apartment a little after eight in the morning soaking wet, sleep-deprived, and extremely irritated, he isn’t really sure what to think of the man with horns and a tail lying naked in his bed.http://archiveofourown.org/works/7381792
Cerulean and Malachite (Sugakookie, Soulmate AU, Fluff & Smut, One Shot): tumblr prompt from anon: “You said you take requests on here on your ao3 and I’m here with a request! How about a SugaKookie soulmates. After that, you can do whatever you want with it, but if you could add some smut, that would be nice. :) Thank you!”http://archiveofourown.org/works/7374217
Stupid Cupid (Sugakookie, Hanahaki Disease, Fluff, One Shot): Min Yoongi literally gets clotheslined by love and he is so, so pissed about it. OR: That time Jeongguk made Yoongi cough up flowers. http://archiveofourown.org/works/7076281
you should be afraid of me (Yoonmin, Smut, 2/2): Jimin lets him bend him — break him — mould him into any shape Yoongi wants — even likes it more than he admits. But Yoongi knows better than to think he’s the one in control.Because he isn’t. Not really.(Or: Yoongi’s back from a business trip and Jimin has a surprise for him.) http://archiveofourown.org/works/5346614/chapters/12346127
I’m Glad You’re My First (Yoomin, College AU, Fluff & Smut, One Shot): Jimin wasn’t a prude, he just liked saving his firsts for everything for someone special. And, that special someone was Min Yoongi. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5902192
Smoke and Mirrors (Yoonmin, Namjin, Light Angst, 8/8): Jimin went out for a night-time walk a few times a week, maybe just to see the man smoking outside. His life was suddenly not so boring, his routine not so strict, and the friendship with his room-mate not so great. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6660382/chapters/15233809
Watch the Stars With Me (Sugakookie, Namjin, AU, Smut, 11/11): One night, Namjoon brings along a shy but handsome boy named Jungkook to their hangout at the abandoned train station. And as much as Yoongi resists, he can’t help but fall for him. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6534985/chapters/14950390
Wash Away My Loneliness (Yoonmin, Car Wash AU, Fluff, One Shot): There are a lot of car washes in the area that could do a better job, but not all of them have Park Jimin as an employee. So Yoongi keeps coming back. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6512506
speed it up so we can slow it down (Yoonmin, Smut/PwP, Daddy!Kink, One Shot): Jimin wants to be more than just Yoongi’s escort but he’s doing a horrible job of telling him and Yoongi really hates Jeon Jungkook. http://archiveofourown.org/works/7262095
we are like parallel lines (Taegi, Bording School AU, One Shot): In which Taehyung confesses to Yoongi and Yoongi believes Taehyung only has a short-lived crush.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8098351
be my bad boy (Sugakookie, PwP, One Shot): If he asks nicely, he’ll get what he wants. If he says ‘please,’ bats his eyelashes, pouts his lips and pours his innocence out before Yoongi, he’ll get what he wants. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8099905
Take Me To Church (Yoonmin, Demon!Yoongi, Smut, One Shot): Jimin, much to his chagrin, has a demon called Yoongi living in his bedroom. Things would be easier if Yoongi were a soul sucking monster instead of charming and unfairly hot.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8133215
Butterfingers (Yoonmin, College AU, Fluff & Crack, One Shot): Jimin’s life is no fairytale. But if it was, it’d go something like this. (Or: the AU in which Jimin is cursed to drop whatever he’s holding every time he sees the person he loves) http://archiveofourown.org/works/7848391
Choker (Yoonmin, PwP & Fluff, One Shot): The boys have a shooting for their upcoming exhibiton and Jimin has a little surprise for his boyfriend. It’s the first time he has to wear a choker and he is eager to hear Yoongi’s opinion. The older actually can’t wait to return to the privacy of their hotel room, to show Jimin just how much he appreciates his surprise.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6060760
All Hallows’ Eve (Sugakookiemon, Threesome, Smut, Vampires, One Shot): Jeongguk’s lovers invite old flames to their All Hallows’ Eve dinner party, so naturally he tries to make them jealous by getting friendly with his favourite cousin.http://archiveofourown.org/works/7625926
Shall We Date? (Yoonmin, College AU, Fluff, One Shot): Jimin just wants to stay home and play games, but his roommate has other ideas. Or: 4 times Taehyung sets Jimin up on a terrible blind date and 1 time it isn’t so bad.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8243353
I’ll Be Your Lighthouse (Yoonmin, Fluff, Light Angst, AU, One Shot): Jimin would rather be drawing, hidden away from his friends and family up in the old abandoned lighthouse in the bay than anywhere else. But he finds he liked it better with the smell of smoke lingering in the air and the echo of a flickering lighter against the walls.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8314147
Take A Picture, It’ll Last Longer (Sugakookie, Fluff, Restaurant AU, 2/2): It’s not that he thinks Jungkook is attractive…he just really wants to have the weekend off. —In which Yoongi has been friends with Hoseok for years, so he should have known this bet would be stupid.http://archiveofourown.org/works/6891376/chapters/15722098
pretty (odd) (Yoonmin, College AU, Fluff, One Shot): in which min yoongi is a librarian and he happens to fall deeply in love with park jimin, the regular who’s in love with literature just a little too much.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8544172
light me up (Yoonmin, Side!Vhope, College AU, Fluff, One Shot): He’s already taking a deep breath when he hears someone twisting the doorknob. “Jung Hoseok, I have a bone to pick with you, you absolute asshole,” he starts. It is not Jung Hoseok.Definitely not. Min Yoongi.Jimin coughs awkwardly into his fist. “Hello,” he finishes. (In which Jimin has a crush, yells a lot, and maybe falls into like.)http://archiveofourown.org/works/8572666
whatta man (good man) (Vkook, College AU, Smut, Fluff & Crack, One Shot): Out of all the kinds of blogs Jeon Jeongguk could have run, never in a million years Taehyung would have expected him to have a porn blog. (Or, Jeongguk runs a porn blog and Taehyung not so accidentally finds it.)http://archiveofourown.org/works/7862419
accidents were made to happen (Yoonmin, College AU, Humor & Fluff, One Shot): au where jimin replies to the wrong conversation and is generally Very Embarrassing for everyone.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8470597
It’s your Birthday but you’re my Gift (Yoonmin, Childhood Friends, Fluff, 5/5): Yoongi celebrates 5 birthdays with Jimin over the course of 20 years.(aka Yoongi growing up with Jimin only to realise he’s falling for his childhood friend).http://archiveofourown.org/works/8353387/chapters/19135300
blow my heart up (Yoonmin, Smut, One Shot): Yoongi really likes the look in Jimin’s eyes when he’s getting told off for making mistakes.(warnings: spanking, slight dom/sub, light breathplay, orgasm denial, praise kink)http://archiveofourown.org/works/5477006
A&E (Sugakookie, Hospital AU, Angst, Fluff & Mild Smut, 12/12): Where Min Yoongi is a second year resident at the Seoul National University Hospital working in the A&E and has absolutely no time or heart to tend to the rich and pompous but is forced to re-evaluate a lot of his life choices when he meets Jeon Jungkook. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6986689/chapters/15920692
Nyctophile (Yoonmin, Namjin, Vkook, Fantasy AU, 15/?): "Like I said, monsters aren’t real, Taehyung.” Jimin quickly pulled the closet doors open. At the bottom of the closet, sitting on the floor and leaning heavily against the walls, was a man with dark pink hair clad in dark clothes, bleeding and injured and looking positively close to death. Jimin didn’t know what to do. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6485242/chapters/14843164
Bring On The Sunshine (Yoonmin, Single Parent!Yoongi, Kid!V, Fluff, 8/?): With the help of their five year old “matchmaker” Taehyung, Yoongi and Jimin stumble into each other’s lives. Cue the awkward, messy pining and dating adventures with a noisy kid in their way. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8110213/chapters/18587476
The Melting King (Yoonmin, Fantasy AU, Romance & Smut, 2/?): The Ice King, who was a cold and cruel man, had no other interests but to find and own pieces of art and beautiful things. He wanted to conquer everything, he wanted to rule over everyone and take other peoples’ treasures for himself. That is why he went to war against the Deserts of the South, which he won swiftly and with his usual aplomb. There he looked for the most beautiful thing he could find to take home with him and marvel at its beauty.What he found was the Dancer. Or did the Dancer find him? http://archiveofourown.org/works/8359147/chapters/19148641
A is for Apple, Z is for Zombie (Yoonmin, Zombies AU, Mild Gore, 5/?): In a world where zombies run rampage and humans are trapped like cattle, Yoongi has unease and anger eating away at him, has lost almost everything to the undead; perhaps to the monsters living inside of him as well.So when Yoongi was lying on the pavement, cold and his life slipping away, a stranger appearing out of nowhere and giving him a choice to die or become one of them, what do you think he chose?http://archiveofourown.org/works/8616211/chapters/19756579
I Wrote this for you (Yoonmin, Vkook, Angst, AU, 5/?): Jeon Jungkook is a frustrated reader who just wants to have a decent conversation with his newly proclaimed favorite author, an up-and-coming young adult novelist Min Yoongi, and maybe force out the ending of his cliffhanging heartbreaking motherfucking breakthrough debut novel. http://archiveofourown.org/works/7693393/chapters/17527393
Star Light, Star Bright Ship: Shooting Star/ Guardian Angel!Jimin | Reader Description: When you wish upon a star, you never really think he’d come to visit. Warnings: Fluff, Intercourse, Fingering, Slight Cum Play, Slight Dirty Talk, ANGST Word Count: 7,595 A/N: Fluffier (sorta) than my other writings, and maybe not as dirty. It’s still there though. I was starting to think I’d never get around to writing this but I’m so glad I finally finished!
Omfg I love coming on your blog! Makes my experience in Kpop much more fun! Can I request a Jackson scenario? Where a fight turns into sexual tension. #dadsykinks4thewin thank you kindly!
I love you
“Jackson don’t touch me.” You snarled wrenching your wrist
from the male’s grip walking into your shared house.
“Really Y/N? You’re going to be like this?” Jackson
questioned slamming the door to house kicking off his shoes.
“You know what, screw you Jackson. Why don’t you just go
find the girl you were eye fucking and talk it out with her.” You said angrily
moving towards the kitchen to rummage through the fridge finding a bottle water
to chug down your parched mouth. Sighing Jackson came in the same space as you
balling his hands up lightly he eyed you.
“Y/N it’s not like that and you know it.” He urged as he
stare at you.
“Really baby?” You asked blinking your eyelashes and of
course he fell for it smiling lightly thinking he was off the hook.
“Really baby girl.” He said gently pressing close to you.
“I have words.” You said sweetly smiling. “Piss. Off.” You
barked chugging the rest of the water down before you made your way towards the
room down the hallway. You heard Jackson growl and punch the way before he came
chasing after you into the room.
“Don’t you dare walk away from me!” He commanded staring at
your frame his own body shaking and red.
“I do whatever I want. I don’t see anyone here who owns me.”
You snapped at him moving to walk into your closet. “And quite frankly I don’t
want any excuses. You’re sleeping on the couch tonight buddy.” You pushed a
pillow at him starting to strip your clothes slowly.
“Because you think I was looking at another woman?” Jackson
asked with his voice raising and bless the poor neighbors if they heard you. It
wasn’t the fact that Jackson had been looking at another woman shit happens and
sometimes you do it. You’re human. But that was over the limit. He kept staring
at her while you were talking and holding his hand. It was embarrassing to see
others look at you and judge your relationship.
“Jackson.. Please. Just get out.” You said softly pointing
at the door. Voice quivering and eyes welling up you sighed softly. More than
anything you felt your pride being hurt. You weren’t good enough for him. Not
sexy enough and if a woman could so easily take his attention then what were
“Don’t you fucking dare.” Jackson shouted. He hated seeing
you cry he hated himself for what he had done. It wasn’t like she was all that,
she was just different curvy like you but she wasn’t you and he knew in his
heart he only wanted to be with you. But how to prove it? “Don’t you cry behind
another female or male.”
“HOW CAN I NOT?!” You yelled out tears streaking down our
face as you balled up your fist tighter. “You looked at her like how you used
to look at me! When did you stop caring Jackson? When did I not become enough
for you? When wasn’t I sexy enough or beautiful enough to make your heart
melt?! Will you leave me.. Daddy?” You said the name softly looking down at
your feet as the running tears made soft dark puddle droplets beside your feet
into the light brown carpet. Hearing you call him daddy broke everything in his
mind. He only could focus on one thing, his cock stirring in his pants. He knew
he had to make it up to you and this was step one. Sex didn’t change everything
but it could make you see how needy he was for just you.
Sighing when he didn’t answer you walked out the room
wanting to leave the tension filled space but Jackson snapped out of it.
Following you he roughly pushed you against the wall causing you to gasp. You
were going to scream at him but he silenced you with a kiss his hands ripping
at your shirt. He tore the fabric wide open causing you to gasp giving him
access to your mouth. He sucked on your tongue with his own dominating the kiss
as his hands shoved up your skirt. His fingers found your panties and almost
tearing them he roughly moved them to the side plunging two fingers inside of your
damp pussy. Jackson pulled back to eye you with intensity and need.
“Do you really think I’d ever leave you for another fucking
girl? Do you ever think I can’t fucking live without you? Huh! Your sassy ass
mouth and charming ways. And let’s not forget this sweet pussy that I just love
cumming in so much. You’re my princess and nobody else will fucking lay hands
on you.” His words were almost a growl causing your stomach to tighten up as
your pussy got wetter. He quickly gripped at your hips with one hand using his
strength to lift you until he was wrapping only one of your legs around his
neck and the other around his waist. Pulling back his drenched fingers he
tongue fucked you sucking on your pussy harshly. Head moving side to side he
made sure to run his tongue over everything once. Curving it and thrusting it
rapidly against your spot causing you to cry out and pull at his hair trying to
get him away from you but it didn’t work. His free hand gripped at your breast kneading
the flesh one by one until he felt you tightening up on his tongue. Pulling out
from you he sat you on your feet and spun you around to face the wall pinning
you there. His free hand moved to yank down his zipper freeing his shaft. He
kept his pants on gripping at the base of his cock to rub it up and down your
dripping folds. In one go without warning he slammed into you pushing you both
against the wall so that he could feel you up and you could take all of him.
You cried out hands bracing on the wall for support but it didn’t last. Jackson
pulled your body back a bit so that he could grab at your hips and pound into
you. He growled out at how you started to scream for him, your juices sliding
out of your wet cunt and onto his shaft. He spread your legs wide pressing a
hand down your back making you arch so that he could angle his hips and abuse
your spot. Again, and again he plowed into your pussy his hands switching from leaving
bruises in your hips to grabbing at your breast and playing with them.
Occasionally he slapped at them and pulled on your nipples causing you to damn
near sob against the wall from the pleasure and pain. A hand drifted down to
your clit and he rubbed at the bud quickly not giving you any time to prepare
for his assault on your pussy. Your eyes rolled back and your back arched more.
Legs shaking you were resting your head against the wall so that you could hold
yourself up in some kind of way. You couldn’t even warn Jackson of how close
you were because all that left your lips were gibberish mixed in with his name
but in a few more thrusts he had you shouting for mercy, cumming on his cock
and going limp in his hold. Jackson pressed you back against the wall
continuing to abuse your clit and fuck into you from behind slamming his hips
against yours. You tried to pull away your body was sensitive and buzzing but
he didn’t have that. Causing you to squirt as you came again Jackson filled you
up to the brim his cock releasing long thick ropes of cum inside of you.
Jackson felt his own legs buck and he held you against the wall letting both of
your breathing calm down before he spoke.
“The fact that you think I would leave you. For anyone
amazes me. I may look but I know what I have, or I wouldn’t be with you. You’re
an amazing woman and I was an asshole for checking her out like that. And I could
blame it on being a man or I can just man up and say I’m sorry. So, I apologize
and if it happens again I will take whatever repercussion you give me. But I love
you Y/N. Your pussy, your body and your smart-ass mouth and attitude. You’re my
world and no matter what no woman will be able to change that.” He waited for
an answer but when you didn’t say anything he looked at you frowning seeing
“I’m not crying.. You’re crying.” You teased shoving at him.
“I love you too. But you’re still sleeping on the couch. After you carry me and
bathe me.” You teased him but he only thrusted his hips forward wrapping his
arms around your waist.
“Or we could both stay here and fuck like rabbits until I
get it right.”